Tora! Tora! Tora! Page #6
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- Year:
- 1970
- 144 min
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into Pearl Harbor.
Come in.
Captain, can you come to the bridge?
Very well.
Sub contact, Mr. Goepner?
- We're not sure.
- What ship?
The Navy tug Antares.
Look astern of her, captain.
Look between the ship
and the raft, sir.
That, Mr. Goepner, is a submarine.
She's sneaking through the net
into the harbor. General Quarters.
- All engines ahead, full.
- Come left 15 degrees.
- Come left 15 degrees, sir.
- Tell Antares we're attacking.
- Aye, aye, sir.
Flags, tell Antares we're attacking.
- Stand by to roll depth charges.
- Stand by to roll depth charges.
- Roll one.
- Roll one.
- Roll two.
- Roll two.
Notify Com-14 we dropped depth charges
on a sub in our security zone.
Aye, aye, sir.
Captain Earle speaking.
- We have a message from the ward.
- All right, read it to me.
"Have dropped depth charges on sub
operating in our security zone."
We've had so many of these
false sightings, Kaminsky.
But this is the real thing, sir.
Closer than any previous sighting.
Just off the harbor entrance.
You and l know the skipper
of that destroyer is a green kid.
l'll pass it to Admiral Block.
With all due respect, sir, l think
we should alert all commanders.
Confirmation, Kaminsky.
l want confirmation.
of our flag, a good omen.
Ed, this is hot.
General Marshall wants it sent to
all commanders by the fastest route.
Right.
The general's handwriting,
it's hard to read.
You're gonna have to help me
with it, Rufe.
Hey, l'm picking up Honolulu
on the radio.
Check your direction-finder dial.
lt's coming from five degrees
to port, sir.
Okay, keep riding that beam.
Major, l picked up
some great music from Honolulu.
That's fine, pipe it through.
Okay.
Where's the damn chow truck?
Shut the thing down, George.
lt's already after 7.
Hey, Joe, come here.
What do you make of that?
l've been watching it for minutes.
lt's moving in, fast.
l've never seen anything that big.
- Looks like two main pulses.
- Hey, Joe, l got it.
l make that about 140 miles north,
three degrees east.
Don't make sense,
we got no planes out that far.
We gotta contact
the information center.
Our problem is over at 7:00.
The center might make
some sense out of it.
Okay, suit yourself.
lnformation center.
Yeah? l don't know, Mac,
we're all closed down here.
ls that right? Hang on a minute.
Lieutenant, sir.
Lieutenant Tyler.
Sir, this is Private Elliot, Opana Point.
There's a large formation
of planes coming in...
... 140 miles, three degrees east.
Yeah?
Well, don't worry about it.
The boys at Opana Point must have
picked up the B-17s...
...coming in from the mainland.
- He said not to worry about it.
- Come on, let's go eat.
Colonel, l sent this to Manila,
the canal zone and San Francisco...
...but the direct channel
to Hawaii is out.
Atmospherics again?
Yes, sir, it's real bad today.
We could give it to the Navy.
What makes you think
their atmospherics are better?
- Send it as a telegram.
- Yes, sir.
Our ultimatum should be delivered in
Washington before the attack begins.
l hope everything is on schedule.
Don't worry, sir.
The Emperor insists...
...that we follow the rules
of the Geneva Convention.
Our declaration of war
will be delivered...
...at 1:
00 p.m.,30 minutes before the attack begins.
The typing still isn't finished.
We'll have to postpone our 1:00
appointment with Secretary Hull.
Do you mean a submarine was
sighted over half an hour ago...
...and that it's taken
this long to report it to me?
l don't care if it
still hasn't been confirmed.
l should've been informed after
the ward radioed a first report.
A submarine that close is a serious matter.
A very serious matter.
Get the confirmation,
all the reports to my office.
l mean, right now.
Have my driver get the car.
Aye, aye, sir. Oh, sir...
...should l tell General Short
you'll miss the golf date?
No, damn it, get my car.
A message for the general
at Fort Shafter.
- ls it marked urgent?
- No.
lt's a little bumpy, Davey...
...but you have to fly
in all kinds of weather.
Sure, Miss Fort.
Don't let the nose drop.
That's better. You're doing just fine.
l'm taking over, Davey.
Warrant Officer Mizuki,
signal all planes, "prepare to attack."
A signal from Fuchida,
"objective sighted, preparing to attack."
Everything is strangely quiet.
The American anti-aircraft
batteries haven't fired a shot!
And no enemy fighters
over the harbor, sir!
We've done it!
Send the message:
"Tora! Tora! Tora!"
"Tora! Tora! Tora!"
Stand by.
Execute.
Get his number.
l'll report him for safety violations.
Come on!
Alert all commands:
"Air raid. Pearl Harbor.
This is no drill."
General Quarters. General Quarters.
Man your stations. Man your stations.
Sir.
Battle stations. Battle stations.
Fire your gun. Fire at will.
That bastard!
Station six, man your pump.
Plane to starboard.
Pearl Harbor is being attacked.
- Pearl Harbor?
- Pearl Harbor is being bombed.
Pearl Harbor's being attacked.
Go back to your quarters.
Pearl Harbor's being attacked.
What in the hell is going on?
Why wasn't the Army notified?
Did anyone think to inform Washington?
l thought so.
- General.
- Put all units on a full war footing.
Alert the territorial guard.
Open a command post
at Aliamanu Crater.
- Yes, sir.
- l'll be right down.
Oh, my God.
The island's under attack.
Those bastards will kill us all.
Men, get to the armory.
Get guns, ammunition.
- You too, lieutenant.
- Yes, sir.
- Operator.
- Duarte airfield.
All the phone lines are jammed.
Well, try the radio again.
Hose down that plane.
Run for it.
Run, run!
There's Hickam.
Major, l heard something
funny on the Honolulu radio.
What kind of traffic control is this?
The radio said
something about an attack.
They're Japs, sir.
What a way to fly into a war.
Unarmed and out of gas.
Oboe leader to Oboe flight.
We've flown into the middle of a war.
Get out fast.
Anywhere. lf you can't make Hickam,
try Bellows or Wheeler.
Sir, we've been hit. Nothing serious.
They shot one circuit box.
The landing light isn't working.
Better use the hand crank. Hurry.
- Major.
- Yeah.
One wheel is stuck.
Well, jolt it loose. We're going in.
- l tried.
- Try again!
Here they come. Fire!
Tell them to stop shooting at us!
We're Americans.
Major, no go, sir.
Like l said, it's a hell of a way
to fly into a war.
- Run for it!
- Hurry up!
Tower to B-17,
there's a Jap on your tail.
Goose your engine and get out.
Have damage control report
all damages.
Sir, if we stay here we're gonna fry.
Okay, sergeant,
let's get the men down.
All right, you guys, let's go.
Where the hell are our fighters?
Captain, the main fuel tanks
are fractured.
Lower deck's flooded,
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