I found out what happened to the caterpillar.
The buffer circuit has been torn out. It was only a matter of time.
- What are you saying? - Somebody wanted to cripple the ship.
We have a saboteur on board.
It can't be any of the officers, it must be a member of the crew.
Go and check Putin's files for information on the crew.
We may have to put them off before we planned.
"Your average Russkie don't take a dump without a plan. "
Wait a minute.
He will already have figured out how to get the crew off the ship.
We just have to figure out how he's going to do it.
They'd have to want to get off.
How do you get a crew to want to get off a submarine?
How do you get a crew to want to get off a nuclear...?
- I know how he'll get the crew off. - Not now, Jack.
Yankee One, declaring an emergency.
Yankee One, vector 270. Speed is buster, over.
Say again, Yankee One.
A Bear Foxtrot got too close to the group. He bumped one of our F-14s.
The plane's damaged. They're trying to get him back aboard.
Busy morning.
Russian attack subs have taken up station off every East Coast port.
We're up here.
The New Jersey and her group are moving up the coast.
The Russians have attack subs and surface groups here.
- That's a lot of firepower. - Yes.
And there's something else strange. They're not listening to their sonar.
At 30 knots, they could run over my daughter's stereo and not hear it.
They're not trying to find Ramius, they're trying to drive him.
Hounds to the hunters.
Your sub captain is going to make it to America.
He's going to die within sight of it.
His wingman requested permission to fire.
This could be the biggest naval battle since Jutland. Jesus!
- The water's too cold to eject. - Try and bring him aboard.
- What's this sub off by herself? - Bart Mancuso's boat.
He's at the bottom of Red Route One.
He's contacted what his computer calls magma displacement.
Magma displacement? Is that like a seismic anomaly?
- I suppose so. - Can you get me on board the Dallas?
- Mancuso found the Red October. - He hasn't found anything.
This silent propulsion system could be mistaken for...
The only way to get you out there is by chopper.
We'd have to strip it down into a flying gas can.
Yankee One is on final. Rescue personnel are in place.
Pick up your left wing.
Power! Wave off!
Eject!
This business will get out of control and we'll be lucky to live through it.
There's enough fuel to get you there, but the Dallas may not be there.
She might have gone deep. If you have to ditch...
If you have to ditch, get into the survival gear.
At this water temperature, you'll have about four minutes.
Next time, Jack, write a memo.
- Is the captain sacked out? - Yeah.
- What about him? - He won't leave.
You know, I've seen a mermaid once.
I've even seen a shark eat an octopus.
But I've never seen a phantom Russian submarine.
We're emerging from the route. We'll make the first turn shortly.
The caterpillar is operational and appears to be running normally.
The crew know about the saboteur and they are afraid.
That could be useful when the time comes.
We could make the Labrador coast in 16 hours.
Half of them would freeze before they were rescued.
It's Massachusetts or Maine in 48 hours.
Two days.
Do you think they will let me live in Montana?
I would think they'll let you live wherever you want.
Good, then I will live in Montana.
I will marry a round American woman and raise rabbits.
And she will cook them for me.
And I will have a pickup truck.
Or possibly even a recreational vehicle, -
- and drive from state to state.
- Do they let you do that? - Yes.
- No papers? - No papers.
Commence your turn.
In winter, I will live in Arizona.
- I think I will need two wives. - At least.
- Possible aspect change on target. - Concur, change in bearing rate.
- Crazy Ivan! - All stop. Quiet.
Russian subs turn suddenly when they want to see if anyone is behind them.
We call it Crazy Ivan.
You shut everything down and make like a hole in the water.
- What's the catch? - A boat this big doesn't stop on a dime.
If we're too close, we'll drift right into the back of them.
What about you? What do you look forward to?
I have no such appetites.
Let's see if he can hear us.
There must be something.
What is it?
I miss the peace of fishing.
Like when I was a boy.
40 years I've been at sea. A war at sea.
A war with no battles. No monuments.
Only casualties.
I widowed her the day I married her.
My wife died while I was at sea.
Post guards in the engineering spaces.
If he can get to the caterpillar, he can get to somewhere more vital.
- Where is he Jonesy? - Target is on our starboard side.
My read is that he's returning to base course.
- Concur, he's returning to 210. - He went right around us.
Give him another 30 seconds. Then secure from silent running.
Here's what we got on the ELF.
Thanks.
What is it?
You're not going to believe this.
We're approaching no return. Dallas probably didn't get the message.
- We have to turn back. - Give it a couple more minutes.
You've got a reserve fuel tank.
I've got a ten minute reserve. I can't invade that except in time of war.
If you don't get me on that sub, that's what you'll have.
If you've got ten minutes of fuel, we stay here ten minutes.
I've got a submarine at three o'clock. About two miles.
- Okay, hook him up. - I'll be lowering you down to the sub.
Let's hope this thing runs on fumes.
Surface the ship. This guy is in for a hell of a ride.
Okay, Commander, sit down.
- Did you ever do this before? - Once, on a calm day.
The pilot will have trouble keeping it steady.
Don't get grounded with that rod.
The rotors will be putting out enough static to light up Chicago.
I've got a diver ready in case this guy goes in the drink.
Who would go for a stunt like this!
If I've got to bring you back up, I'll shake the wire.
I'll give you a thumbs up. Remember to cross your arms.
Okay, out you go.
He's halfway down. You're drifting forward.
Get the hook on his cable.
Watch it! Don't touch him. Okay, here he comes.
It'd be easier without that crosswind. I can't see him.
Don't touch him!
- This is never going to work. - Reel him back in.
What's going on?
Dallas, have you got a swimmer?
Man overboard, port side. Send out the diver.
Dallas, we are history.
Get the doc down here. I'll be in the escape trunk.
Down ladder. Make a hole.
How do you do, Captain? It's a pleasure to be aboard.
I have to talk to the President.
Of course. May I enquire as to the subject?
My report of a missing submarine was not completely accurate.
The submarine in question is commanded by Marko Ramius.
Apparently he has suffered a mental or nervous breakdown.
Just before he sailed, he posted a letter to Admiral Padorin -
- in which he announced his intention...
...to fire his missiles on the USA.
Why didn't you tell me this earlier?
Moscow does not always tell me everything.
So one of your submarine captains has gone insane?
- You offered your assistance. - You want us to help you kill him?
I have been instructed to ask your president for precisely that.
We'd already found him. We had to break off to pick you up.
- Coffee. A cigarette? - I don't smoke.
Assuming we can find him, what am I supposed to do about it.
We're receiving flash traffic on the emergency circuit.
Bring it down.
Well, Mr. Ryan?
- Chief, excuse us for a second. - Come on, Leonard.
The sub is named the Red October, under the command of Marko Ramius.
There's the possibility that he and some of the crew want to defect.
Defect?
Excuse me.
The boat's the Red October? The skipper's Ramius?
It seems that circumstances have changed somewhat.
Get this man some dry clothes. I'll be in the conn.
"Soviet submarine Red October under the command of Marko Ramius -
- reported as potential renegade. Threat of independent missile launch. "
"Use any necessary force to prevent its approach to the United States. "
Left 10 degrees rudder. Steer course 265.
Chief of the Watch, rig for red.
- What's going on? - Battle stations are manned and ready.
- Captain, I have to talk to you. - Not now. Take her to 1,200 feet.
Diving officer, make your depth 1,200 feet.
Full dive on fair water planes. Full dive on stern planes.
Passing 450 feet, going to 1,200.
500.
600.
700.
- Did you get a good fix? - Yes, Captain.
- Sonar, have you got him yet, Jonesy? - Very faint, sir.
Yes, contact on 250. Right where he's supposed to be.
- Is he alerted to our presence? - No, sir.
Come left to 265. Bring us up behind him quietly.
Make your depth 500 feet.
Please listen to me. Two minutes.
- Time to intercept his track? - Four minutes.
Very well, Mr. Ryan. Two minutes.
I understand that message, it makes perfect sense.
Ramius intends to defect. The Russians are trying to sink him.
- They haven't been able to. - I have a firing solution.
The Russians will stop at nothing.
They invented this story because they need our help to sink him.
Weapons control, full safety. I don't want this fish coming back at us.
I know this man.
Has he made any Crazy Ivans? His next one will be to starboard.
He always goes to starboard in the bottom half of the hour.
Flood tubes one and two.
You have to establish contact. He wants to defect!
Call Chief Watson to the conn with his sidearm.
Possible aspect change in target.
Concur, change in bearing rate.
Crazy Ivan!
Captain, he's turning.
- Which way is he turning? - To the starboard.
Give the man a chance.
- All back full. - Say again.
- All back full! - Aye, sir.
- We're cavitating! He can hear us. - All stop.
We just unzipped our fly.
Open the outer door. Firing point procedures.
If the bastard twitches, I'm going to blow him to Mars.
All stop.
Can you identify the contact?
Los Angeles class attack sub. Bearing: 015. Range: 300 meters.
Opening torpedo tube doors.
Outer doors open. Ready to shoot.
Very well. My orders are specific.
He is preparing to fire.
Flood tubes three and four and plot a solution.
Shall I open the torpedo tube doors?
- Shall I open the outer doors? - No.
Lock the firing solution into the computer.
Do not open the doors.
Aye, Captain. Lock solution into computer.
- Target has flooded his tubes. - Has he opened his outer doors?
Negative. He’s just sitting there.
- Target is coming shallow. - What does that mean?
It means he's a very cool customer.
He knows we're ready to shoot. He's heading for the surface.
- What's his course now? - 270. Due west.
Bring us alongside him.
Sonar, report all contacts.
My only contact is Typhoon 7.
- Range to target? - Range is 300 yards.
Make your depth 65 feet.
He wants to go up and take a peek. We'll play along.
Weapons status?
Tubes three and four are flooded, but outer doors are closed.
You wanted to talk to him. What do you want to say?
Will he be the only one looking through the periscope?
We'll have to chance that.
"US told you intend missile launch. "
"Do not approach US coast or you will be attacked. "
"If intention is other, will you discuss option?"
Can he acknowledge with a single ping?
He can. The question is, will he?
Verify our range to target. One ping only.
Aye, Captain.
I'll be damned. Now what?
All right. "If defection... "
Chart. I need a chart.
Where the hell are we? Someplace deep.
Okay, send him this.
- Are you out of your mind? - Just send it.
How did you know he was going to go to starboard?
I didn't. I had a 50-50 chance and I needed a break. Sorry.
That's all right. My Morse is so rusty, -
- I may be sending him dimensions on playmate of the month.
Reverify our range to target.
- One ping only. - Captain, I just...
Give me a ping, Vassily. One ping only, please.
Aye, Captain.
What the hell is this about?
The Russians want us to sink her. We might have to do that.
We must give this American a wide berth.
Let us turn south.
Mr. Kamarov, plot a new course due south.
New course: 180.
Shut down the reactor.
- Seal the ventilation system. - The ventilation controls have failed.
Everybody out! Clear the compartment.
- Shut the ventilation system down. - The controls don't respond.
Bypass it. Seal it manually. Move!
Say again.
We suffered a leak in the cooling tube. The ventilation circuits are disabled.
- The coolant is contaminated. - I knew it was damaged.
Radiation alarms are activated in all compartments.
Get us to periscope depth. We'll ventilate with outside air.
Ventilating won't do anything. Get the men off.
- What is the battery condition? - Four hours.
- Engage battery system. - The whole ship is contaminated.
We've got to get the men off.
Sir, we have been sabotaged.
- Who said anything about sabotage? - Captain!
I'm afraid the doctor is right.
Very well. Surface. We'll evacuate the men to the deck.
Surface the ship. Muster all personnel to escape hatches.
Break out the rafts. We'll use them as shelters until the fleet arrives.
Make sure the count is accurate. We must get the entire crew out.
Master at Arms reports rafts secure and evacuation proceeding.
No officer will spend more than 20 minutes below deck.
Surface contact: 270. Six miles and closing fast.
- It's a warship! - Here? Can you identify?
It's a US frigate. Probably Perry class. He's signaling.
Red October, halt and stay where you are.
Do not attempt to submerge or you will be fired upon.
He means to board us.
You will go with the crew. The officers and I will submerge beneath you.
- We'll scuttle the ship. - You will receive the Order of Lenin.
Prepare to cast off. The captain is going to scuttle the ship.
- He's going down, sir. - Put a shot across his bow.
Seahawk One, this is Bravo Command.
She's ready.
Release on my command.
Drop now.
Range to target 900 yards... 800 yards...
700 yards... 600 yards...
500 yards... 400 yards...
300 yards.
The torpedo is detonated.
That torpedo did not self-destruct. You heard it hit the hull.
And I was never here.
- Give Dallas the go. - Get the DSRV moving.
Two million things can still go wrong with this stunt.
Central Intelligence Agency... there's a contradiction in terms.
How's the coffee, Ryan?
Dallas, this is the Mystic. Request clearance to launch.
- Hatch is secured. - We're ready to launch.
- Flood the skirt. - Skirt filled and equalized.
- Ready to lift off. - Okay, let's do it.
Thrusting to port.
- 600 yards and closing. - Steer right to course 075.
200 yards... 100 yards.
Hit the lights.
Jesus! That's a big sucker.
- Okay, we're in position. - You can open the hatch.
Hold it a second. Jonesy... Mr. Ryan.
- He's defecting. - And he can't change his mind?
- He's not going to change his mind. - Will you bet your life on that?
Sir, could you hand me that hammer?
Americans.
He's turning green.
There's our buckaroo.
What's so funny?
The captain thinks you're some sort of cowboy.
- You speak Russian. - A little.
It's wise to study the ways of one's adversary.
It is.
I doubt that you remember, but we met at the consulate in Leningrad.
Along with your wife. I'm very sorry.
What gives you the right to fire on my ship?
- You said nothing of a torpedo. - Ryan.
- We had to maintain the illusion. - Are my crew being rescued?
As we speak.
- You sent the signal? - That's correct, sir.
How did you know that our reactor accident was false?
That was a guess, but it seemed logical.
Very well.
I present to you the ballistic missile submarine Red October.
My officers and I request asylum in the USA.
It's a pleasure, sir. Bart Mancuso, USS Dallas.
- Torpedo. The Americans are shooting. - The pitch is too high. It's Russian.
Another torpedo?
Sonar contact. Alfa class Soviet submarine.
- Why don't I have a detonation? - The weapon armed too late.
You had the wrong range. Fire again with the right setting.
Get me power, and get that damn thing off my boat.
- Somebody just shot at us. - No shit! Get out of here.
The captain is fighting them.
Borodin, fire control.
- Ryan, sit here. - I'm not with the Navy. I'm CIA.
- CIA? - I write books for them.
Sit down and do what I tell you.
Russian Alfa, 8,000 yards to starboard.
- I think it's the Konovalov. - Increase to flank.
That knob, turn right full.
- All ahead flank. Right full rudder. - He's shooting again.
Battle stations.
- Torpedo in the water. Bearing 315. - Make range 7,000 yards.
- Steer right 315. - That's heading into the torpedo.
- Estimate range 6,000 yards. - Steer right 315.
That's wrong! Ryan, don't turn that wheel.
315.
- You're heading straight for it. - Yes.
- Doing what? - He's turning into it.
- He's directly in the torpedo's path. - Mother of God!
Torpedo steady at 315. Range: 5,000 yards.
- More speed. - We're already at 110%.
- Run at 115%. - Range: 3,000 yards and closing fast.
- He's heading right at the torpedo. - Can we shoot at the Russian Alfa?
I can't attack a Soviet submarine without authorization.
Torpedo steady at 315. Range: 900 yards.
Torpedo impact: 20 seconds.
- What books? - Pardon me?
- What books did you write? - A biography on Admiral Halsey.
- It's about naval combat tactics. - I know this book.
Your conclusions were all wrong. Halsey acted stupidly.
Nine, eight, seven, six...
...five, four, three, two...
Torpedo impact now.
I'll be dammed.
- What happened? - Combat tactics.
The captain closed the distance before the torpedo could arm itself.
- That's it? - Not quite.
Capt. Tupolev will be removing the safety features on all his weapons.
- Vassily, have you plotted a solution? - It's a little rough...
Gunfire.
- He won't change his mind? - It's one of the crew.
Whoever he is, I'd say he's having second thoughts.
I would like to have seen Montana.
He's in the missile bay. We're showing a hatch warning on number 20.
- He can't launch a missile? - No, but he can blow one up.
Captain, take the conn. Get in behind him and stay there.
Captain, wait.
You may need this, sir.
Thank you.
Don't just stand there, go with him! You, get your butt over here.
- The torpedo broke up on impact. - Set the safety ranges for zero.
We must get him before he gets to the ignition circuits.
What happens if he gets to the ignition circuits?
He can incinerate the ship.
- Is that the only way out of here? - Yes.
- Don't let him get past you. - Ryan...
Be careful what you shoot at.
Most things in here don't react too well to bullets.
Right.
Be careful what I shoot at?
- Safety ranges set to zero. - Where's Red October?
- She's behind us. - Right full rudder. I'll shake him loose.
- He's going deep. - 30 degree down angle.
Order counter measures.
The Alfa is too quick. It's only a matter of time.
"Some things in here don't react well to bullets... "
Yeah, like me.
- Where is he? - Close, sir.
- 900 meters, directly ahead. - Got him.
- Mark bearings and fire. - We are too close.
Don't argue with me. Do it now!
Another torpedo, it went active as it was launched.
- Left full rudder. Ease her up. - I think he's got us.
Way to go, Dallas!
Torpedo in acquisition. Range 500 yards. You've done it.
I hope this works. Chief, put us on the roof.
Counter measures on my mark. 5, 4...
Release counter measures. Emergency blow. Full rise.
500 feet.
Come on, Big D. Fly!
That torpedo is still active. It's searching for another target.
A goddamn cook.
It's locked on us!
- How close is that Alfa? - 1,000 yards dead astern.
We're turning straight at him. The torpedo is still on our tail.
The hard part about playing chicken is knowing when to flinch.
Collision in 400 yards, 350, 300...
- Captain! - Right full rudder. 30 degree angle.
This is going to be close.
You arrogant ass, you've killed us.
We have ascertained the Red October's final position.
Given the depth of the water and the spread of the wreckage, -
- nothing has yet been recovered.
Your people are with the crew and are making arrangements for their return.
This has been a terrible tragedy.
If you'd come to us earlier, it might have been avoided.
- I appreciate your candor in this. - And I yours, Andrei.
In the future, technology may allow an investigation of the wreckage.
Perhaps.
There is another matter, one that I'm reluctant to...
One of our submarines, an Alfa, was last reported in the Grand Banks.
We've not heard from her for some time.
You've lost another submarine?
All this way to hide a submarine in a river.
It's 100 miles from any naval base. It's the last place a satellite will look.
I grew up around here.
My grandfather taught me to fish off that island over there.
There is one question you haven't asked me yet: Why?
I figured you would tell me when you were ready.
There are those who believe we should attack the USA first.
Settle everything in one moment. Red October was built for that purpose.
- Now there'll be hell to pay in Moscow. - Perhaps.
Maybe some good will come from it.
A little revolution now and then is a healthy thing.
Do you still like to fish?
There's a river not unlike this near Vilnius, -
- where my grandfather taught me to fish.
"And the sea will grant each man new hope. "
"As sleep brings dreams. "
Christopher Columbus.
Welcome to the new world, sir.
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