Voyage to the Bottom of the Sea Page #9

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I knew it. Zucco was wrong.

There is no burn-out point.

Stand by to fire.

- Aye, aye, sir.

- Sail camera, prepare to track missile.

Sail camera on. Missile Room,

stand by, number eight tube.

- Missile Room standing by.

- Target position in 10 minutes.

This is the missile room.

Hatch opening now.

We've made it, Alvarez.

We'll fire that missile on time.

I think not, Admiral.

- Alvarez!

- No man has a right to challenge God's will.

Have you gone completely mad?

Put down that bomb.

Man has sown the seeds of sin.

Now he will reap the whirlwind.

Everybody, stand still.

Lieutenant, get away

from the missile button.

Don't move, Admiral.

Hold it!

Attention, everyone!

This is Alvarez. I have a bomb.

- A bomb?

- If anybody tries to fire the missile...

I'll blow up this ship.

Captain Crane, wherever you are,

see that no one interferes.

- Cathy.

- Commodore, where's Lee?

Come on. We have no time to lose.

We must find him.

- Lee!

- What's the matter?

What's the matter, my boy?

- What happened?

- Alvarez has a bomb.

He's holding the ship at bay.

We've only got a few minutes,

and the missile's got to be fired.

Alvarez is covering the control room.

- There must be some other way.

- You go to your quarters.

Only eight more minutes, Admiral...

and it will be too late

for you to do anything.

Diving gear, on the double.

- Which hatch is opened?

- Number eight, sir, just under the bridge.

Alvarez, for heaven's sake, man,

come to your senses.

If the missile isn't

fired in six minutes...

It won't be.

God's will is written across the heavens.

NELSON:
Alvarez, are you saying...

that man must accept destruction

even though it's in his power to avert it?

It's not for us to judge, Admiral. Freeze!

Not to judge, maybe, but we can reason.

If God ordains that man should die

without a fight...

then why does he give us the will to live?

Your time's run out, Admiral.

This is the admiral.

Surface! Surface!

Surface! Surface!

[KLAXON BLARING]

[EXPLOSION]

- You did it!

- Lucius, we did it.

- Admiral, sir.

- Lieutenant.

- Thank you, sir.

- Good luck, lad.

- Thank you.

- Admiral?

Lee.

- Full speed for home, Lee.

- Aye, aye, sir.

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