Hostile Waters (1997) - full transcript
The True story of how an antiquated Soviet Project 667a "Yankee" Class Submarine, K-219 collides with a Hunter Killer "Los Angeles" Class American submarine causing a leakage in the K-219's missile bays, almost leading to nuclear meltdown in it's reactors off the shores of Bermuda.
Hey! Next time, it'll be your fingers.
Captain to crew.
Silent running.
Missile targeting routine
about to commence.
Hey.
Piss off.
Shh!
Sonar?
Sonar clear, Captain.
Scope?
Scope clear, Captain.
Petya?
We have a fix, Captain.
Updating missile
tracking system now.
OK. You know
the routine.
Starting to lock into
the East Coast targets.
Washington locked.
Ballast in order, Pumps?
Good.
Conditions are good.
Gena, I said, silent running.
Shut up.
Shh, shh, shh.
Philadelphia locked.
Missile problem?
No. Small fuel leak.
Patching it up.
New York locked.
Thomas, get some R and R, and
I'll see you tomorrow morning.
Yes, sir.
See you, guys.
Baker.
Thanks.
Reagan and Gorbachev are gonna
freeze their butts off in Iceland.
There's no point in
negotiating, anyway.
Just wait a while.
Russia's gonna self-destruct.
We've been waiting for
that for a long time.
Pulling the nukes so the North
Atlantic is on the table for the summit.
We could be out of a job.
I think can think of better ways to serve
my country than baby-sitting boomers.
I've got a boomer.
Where is it?
He's dead ahead, about 3,000 yards.
Move us in closer.
Put us tight within his wash.
Captain, there's something behind us.
Sounds like a target. The
screw's breaking up the signal.
Stop the engines.
He's slowing, sir. He may be on to us.
Cut the engine.
This is the captain.
Attention, all hands.
Ultra quiet, please.
I say again, ultra quiet.
Thank you.
Sonar?
Negative, Captain.
Boston locked.
Missile tracking complete.
Ahead ten knots.
Left full rudder.
Left full rudder.
She's banking left, Captain.
Follow her, sir?
No. We stay put.
Crazy Ivan coming up.
She's going to double-back.
This is the captain.
All hands stand by for Crazy
Ivan. Stand by for Crazy Ivan.
Say again, Sonar. She's diving,
sir. Still turning to port.
Disengage the screw.
Screw disengaged, sir.
Volodya, take over.
I'll do the key drill now.
Warn the KGB.
Readiness to condition two.
Pshenichny,
report for key drill.
Any more tricks, you eat shit
for the rest of your trip.
That is unusual.
Good morning.
Oh, yeah. Morning.
How was your watch?
OK.
Any problems?
Well, fuel leak
in missile tube 13.
Will we manage?
I taped it, Captain.
Be all right for the time being.
How's your eye? It's OK.
This is a good time
for you to see the doctor.
And keep an eye on that leak,
the good eye.
Morning, Captain.
All right, lads.
Morning, Captain.
Pshenichny,
report for key drill.
Good morning, Pshenichny.
How are things in Moscow?
Catch you at a bad time?
I was shaving.
Engine's restarted, sir.
She's off our port beam and circling.
Range - 900 yards.
What's our speed?
We're at ten knots.
Very well.
Morning, Doctor.
Morning, Captain.
No one in sick bay?
No.
I don't know how you do it.
Whatever it is, keep it up.
Lieutenant, please confirm
that I am inspecting
the nuclear key
held by Captain Britanov.
Yes.
This is to confirm that I am
inspecting the nuclear key
held by Security Officer
Pshenichny.
I didn't know he played.
Lieutenant, will you confirm that
the key is in good order and secure?
Yes.
Doctor, please confirm this key
is in good order and secure.
Yes.
Good.
Captain, I know it's none of my business,
but Pshenichny feels
that you ignore him.
Every time you meet, you
just say, "How's Moscow?"
I know he's KGB, but...
That's all right.
I'll keep that in mind.
Be nice to Comrade Pshenichny.
You smell nice, comrade.
How are things in Moscow?
360 complete.
Are we clear?
Nothing to our front, sir.
What's the
course? 0-2-2
Increase speed to 15 knots.
Increase speed 15 knots.
Increase speed to 15 knots.
Thank you.
Where is she, Sonar?
It's The Crazy Ivan -
he's turning up so much water,
I can't make out the signal.
I understand.
Now give us your best shot.
She's behind us.
She's below us.
She's heading this way.
Let's get a mark before we lose her.
5, 4, 3, 2, now.
1,000 yards and closing on
the port quarter.
Where the hell is she?
Captain.
Yes?
She's right underneath.
Hold your course.
We've been hit.
We've been hit.
That was a contact.
Stabilize the ship.
Blow the ballast tanks.
Pumps.
Blow those ballast tanks.
Captain, she's dropping
away. I didn't see that, sir.
Do you see it now?
Yes, sir. I have a submarine
right on top of us.
Take us up 20 meters.
He's right on top of us.
Incline plane 15 degrees.
Up. Come on!
Incline plane 15 degrees.
Captain, she's coming up again.
Engage the screw.
Left full rudder. Bear away.
Left full rudder
and bear away.
That guy really was pissed.
He's not the only one.
Damage?
Nothing recorded... as yet.
Sonar, where are they now?
Going to port, sir.
Keep it steady
at 40 meters.
Depth - 40 meters.
Key in a new course
and speed.
Depth - 40 meters.
What are you thinking?
We scared the shit out of ' em.
Hey. Take that
to the doctor.
And don't spill it.
Wait for me.
I'll see you later.
Compliments of the galley,
sir. Thank you, Sergei.
Just put it down there.
You should be on watch,
Preminin.
I was just fetching
the doctor his tea, sir.
We hit something.
A dead whale.
An American submarine.
It's OK. Wash it out in salt water.
Pshenichny, you' re full of shit.
That story's going to go
round the boat in no time.
Thanks, Doctor.
Masks on now!
What?
Close the hatch.
Kolya, this is the captain.
Come in.
Captain, we have
a major leak inside of 13.
Water is mixing with the missile
fuel causing the gas to build up.
It'll blow any minute.
Men to silo.
Open 13!
Yes, sir.
Open 13!
Which way now?
What's that?
OK.
This is the captain.
Easy does it.
Damage control officers
prepare your forts.
I say again, damage
control officers... Captain.
Stand by. Yes, Sonar. Explosion
was on the other craft, sir.
Thank you, Sonar.
Captain, we've lost missile 13.
Missile bay. Kolya. Anyone.
Pumps.
Yes. Blow all ballasts
from the forward tanks.
Yes, sir.
Missile bay, report
to the bridge. Petrachkov.
Open it. Open it!
Missile bay,
report to the bridge.
Masks on!
Missile bay,
what is your status?
Say the word!
Reverse propellers now!
Yes, Captain!
Pull out the ballast.
Yes, Captain.
Up plane to 25.
Tell the captain what's going on.
This is the captain.
Captain!
This is Sergei Preminin!
Sergei, calm down.
This really looks bad!
There's smoke
everywhere! Where's Kolya?
He's collapsed, sir.
The smoke's deadly!
Men are dropping like flies!
Evacuate the compartment
quick as you can.
Yes, sir! Evacuate!
Evacuate!
How's she doing, Sonar?
Leveling out, sir.
All right. Let's stay well clear.
They' re coming around.
Gena!
Ahead full power!
Disengaging...
now.
Captain, do you
intend to surface?
Because right now, we don't have
any way of controlling the ascent.
Yes, I intend to surface.
Captain to crew.
Hold tight.
They' re going up. Thank God for that.
I mean really up.
They're going to surface.
Say again, Sonar.
They're surfacing, Captain.
I don't believe it.
Where are they, Sonar?
10:00, heading nor'
- nor' east.
Captain.
My God, a boomer
on the surface.
If I wasn't seeing it with my
own eyes, I wouldn't believe it.
Go ahead, Jack.
Christ. It's a huge mother.
Anything?
Nothing. I can't even see the surface.
There's too much smoke. Sonar?
Yes, Captain.
I have a Los Angeles class
attack submarine
on the port quarter
at 1,000 meters.
They have no shame.
Check on deck.
See what damage we have.
Pshenichny...
where are you?
Captain, I'm in compartment
five. There's fumes everywhere.
How's Kolya? He's dead.
Anyone else?
Rikov and Mirov.
Evacuate them to six.
Pshenichny, I'm putting you
in charge of the aft section.
I'm KGB, Captain, not a sailor.
The explosion
has cut this boat in half.
I need a senior officer
to take 'em out of the aft
section, and that is you.
Yes, sir.
I'll send someone
over as soon as I can.
And I need to know exactly what
happened in the missile bay.
And get some engineers
and start ventilation.
Yes, sir.
Preminin.
Yes, sir.
Locate the engineers. The captain needs
a damage report on the missile bay.
You know how to vent
to atmosphere? Yes, sir.
You go in with them. Evacuate
the rest to six. Yes, sir.
Reactor room
report, please.
Reactor room.
Captain, this is Belikov.
Yes? Both reactors are
on-line. No sign of damage.
Good. Check
the backup systems.
Yes, sir.
Pumps, how much water
did we take on?
At a guess, I would say...
about 70 tons.
Petya, mark that down.
70 tons...
70 tons...
in 15 minutes...
in 15 minutes...
40 meters depth.
40 meters depth.
Captain, this is Pshenichny.
They're going in now.
OK, Preminin, go
up and open the vent.
Captain, this is Casparian.
I'm in the missile bay. Go ahead.
There's a mass of missile
fuel leaking from tube 13.
And we've got sparks
flying from power cables.
This place might
go up any minute.
Check the other tubes
for damage.
All right.
What are the chances
of pumping out the fuel?
If it's sludge, It won't pump.
It'll burn like hell.
What about the fumes
it creates?
If we can't contain them,
the whole ship
will be contaminated.
And if it builds up,
the whole of the missile bay could blow.
Not only will we
be vaporized,
but the entire eastern
seaboard of the United States
will feel the heat.
So what's your solution?
Burn off the fumes
before they explode.
I can't set fire to a
compartment full of missiles.
Captain, this is Volodya.
I'm on deck. There's no
way to get the crew up here.
There's gas everywhere.
All right.
Come back down here.
If the fuel ignites,
how long would it burn?
15, 20 hours,
minimum.
Short of flooding the bay,
there's no way of
stopping it once it starts.
We can't hold out that long.
We don't have enough oxygen.
Captain... Captain,
this is Casparian.
There's fire on the module.
Tigran, get out of there.
Fire! Get out!
Now we have your fire.
Get back in the hole.
Make sure you keep
the reactors running.
Yes, sir.
We'll need the power.
Sergei! Sergei! Leave!
We're getting out!
Wait! I've nearly got it open!
Sergei!
Sergei!
Sergei!
It's open!
Is the vent open?
Yes.
Good lad.
Sir...
I plotted a sub bay
close to Havana.
We'll be there within 48 hours.
No, we're going to head
north. I'm turning around.
I see.
Course and speed?
.5- 3-0
Steer 0-3-5.
Course 0-3-5.
Full ahead.
Speed, full ahead.
Speed, full ahead.
She's moving north.
Making a lot of smoke.
What's your assessment, Jack?
She's on fire. Explosion of
that magnitude in mid-ships
must have ruptured
the fuel lines.
God knows what.
I think we should...
alert command.
We can't break radio silence.
Yeah, but... if they can't control that blaze...
...if she stays on the surface,
anything could happen,
even a meltdown.
We're less than 500 miles off the
eastern seaboard, for Christ sake.
The trade winds would carry the
fallout straight to the coast.
Come on, Jack. You know
procedure as well as I do.
If Command wants to know what the hell's
going on up there, they got ways of finding out.
But, sir...
Enough. I cannot break radio silence.
I'll be in my cabin. X.O. Has the con.
I've got the con.
Which one?
The next one.
33? Is that all?
Captain, we've just counted
the oxygen containers.
We've only got 33 that work.
That's less than an hour supply.
We've 60 men in here. We'll
have to move them back to six.
No one moves.
I don't think you understand, Captain.
The fire spread to five,
the lower level is in flames.
The upper level
is full of smoke.
Pshenichny, you will
fight the fire at all costs.
You're too close to the
reactor, it mustn't spread.
Yes, sir.
The fire is in the missile bay.
The heat is such that it could trigger
the launch of one of the nuclear missiles.
It's a remote possibility, I grant you.
But it's one you should be aware of,
as they are targeted
at the United States.
No, we are doing everything
we can, General Secretary.
We have ships on the way
and an air drop of oxygen.
The commander -
his name is Britanov.
What is he like?
He's a submariner,
that's what he's like.
They're all the same.
Stuck up, self-confident,
usually a pain in the backside.
Yes, I think you should
inform the Americans,
if for no other reason than
they probably know already.
Yes, Governor
General Secretary,
of course I will
keep you informed. Yeah.
Sit down, Captain.
He says he won't call Washington
unless the situation is serious
and when he does, it will
be to tell them it isn't.
That, he says, is what
politicians are for.
He says we are to remember
one word - Reykjavik.
Gentlemen, this is
Captain Kuzmenko.
The Captain was Britanov's number
two during his last two missions.
Can I ask
what the situation is?
Britanov's on the surface
about 300 miles east of Bermuda.
He's heading north about ten knots.
He's asked for oxygen bottles to be
air dropped as a matter of urgency.
That's all we get from him.
With a fire in the missile
bay, he'll be pretty busy.
The entire technical staff
of the Northern Fleet has been
assembled to give him advice.
How can we if he doesn't
tell us what's gone wrong?
Admiral, with respect, we're talking about
a man who lives and breathes submarines.
If he needs advice,
he will ask for it.
What are his problems?
First, how to contain the fire
before it reaches the reactors.
And second...
remote as it may seem,
can he stop the missiles
blasting through their hatches
and destroying America?
But can he handle a crisis
of this magnitude?
You mean is he likely
to lose his nerve?
He's the best man you
could have in the situation.
But Cuba's only two days away.
Any officer with even a modicum of sense
would plot a southerly course for Havana.
Why is Britanov heading north?
Well, Captain?
He's making for deeper water.
It's obvious he fears the worst.
I got another Soviet ship
changing course here.
Coming out of Havana.
That's got to
be the Krasny-Omirsky.
She's in a hurry.
She always is
on a Friday night.
Crew gets drunk, boards late, then
goes like hell to make up the time.
Maybe.
But she's the third Soviet ship
in the last hour to change course.
Log and compute
the new course and speed.
Good. Now put it
on the table.
Realign the other two Soviet
ships that changed course earlier.
Extend their tracks.
What is it?
I'm not sure.
Guys, check any traffic going
in and out of the Bermuda Box,
any Soviet ship that's changed
course within the last few hours
and extend their tracks now.
Yes, ma'am.
Holy shit.
Come on!
Pumps!
Yes, Captain.
It might be good to put
some water on that wall.
Yeah.
We have a message
from Moscow, sir.
Air drop of oxygen
on its way.
Do they say when?
No.
Good morning, sir.
Morning.
Good morning, sir. Good
morning. What have we got?
Every Soviet ship
in the North Atlantic
altered course
just after midnight.
All heading
for this spot.
We picked up one of its subs,
a boomer in the area, yesterday,
and we're pretty sure that's
where they' re heading.
This degree of response indicates
that it has to be in real trouble.
All right. Call the White
House situation room,
brief them on what we've got.
I'll talk to the Joint Chiefs.
Barry, call my home,
give my compliments to my wife.
Ask her to send my uniform. The
Krasny-Omirsky just altered course, sir.
And the Pushkin off
of St. Georgia's bank.
If you retriangulate, you can get
a new intersection somewhere... here.
So the boomer's moving
north. What's her speed?
It averages out
at 11 knots, sir.
Even a damaged sub would be able
to travel at twice that speed.
Unless she's on the surface.
Clive, call the chief
of Naval Operations.
Request we go to threat con bravo. Sir.
And get me a P-3
off the ground from Bermuda.
Let's get some photos. See what
the hell we've got here for sure.
Keep the hose steady!
Get out of here!
Get out!
Captain, this is Belikov from
five. We're losing control.
The fire is so intense,
we can't get near the missile
bay, and it's burning fast!
Get your men to six.
Back to six! Back to six!
Don't waste your time.
Come on! Come on!
Why are we always
waiting for you, Preminin?
Go.
We have confirmation.
There's a boomer on the surface,
just outside the Bermuda Box.
Where the hell's the Bermuda Box?
Piece of ocean about
800 miles east of Miami.
Morning, Larry.
Admiral.
Gentlemen.
White House send you down to make sure
we don't start World War III, huh?
That's about it, sir. We
got Reykjavik coming up.
It's very important to the President.
Let me bring you up to
speed. Have a seat. Thanks.
These are the photos that have
been transmitted from the P-3.
As you can see, it's a boomer.
It's on fire.
You can see the smoke
trailing from the vents
and from a missile hatch
which appears to be missing.
Missing? How? We don't know.
He could've launched
to wreck your summit.
If he launched, he didn't hit anything.
He's on the surface, which means he
could still launch his payload in what?
Five minutes.
You hear anything from
Moscow? Not a word.
Well, Larry, I suggest
that you contact your boss,
ask him to call Moscow, find
out what the hell is happening.
Admiral,
you have to understand
the political situation is
awfully delicate at the moment.
We're days away from what may
be an historic... Lieutenant.
Sir. Will you explain to
Mr. Brock what's at stake here?
Yes, sir.
This is a cutaway
of a boomer.
This is the missile bay where
we believe the fire is burning.
As you can see, she's carrying 16 missiles,
each armed with
two six-megaton warheads
capable of reaching Boston,
New York, Washington
and as far inland
as Philadelphia or Atlanta.
Jesus. Could the fire
cause the missiles to launch?
If it gets hot enough in the missile
bay, it's a definite possibility.
The ship is powered
by two nuclear reactors
which are in close proximity
to the missile bay.
If the fire spreads to the reactor
room, there could be a meltdown.
That's a total of over 200 megatons,
a thousand times more powerful
than the Hiroshima bomb.
You're assuming all their
safeguards could fail.
In the case
of a catastrophic fire, yes.
He's moving northeast
into deeper water.
We assume that the captain is
considering scuttling, if necessary.
That brings most of New England
into a fallout footprint.
Fallout footprint?
The radioactive cloud that would
drift with the wind if she goes.
Have we got a sub in
the area? The Aurora.
She's standing off at full
combat readiness. Listen, Larry.
Any way you cut it, this submarine
represents a clear and present danger
to the safety
of this country.
You've got to alert the President.
If she makes any move which
might be interpreted as a strike,
we must authorize the
Aurora to sink her instantly,
and you should
let the Soviets know.
I'll talk to Washington.
Gentlemen, we haven't been
able to contain the fire.
This leaves us
with two options.
A - we abandon ship and get
picked up by the Americans.
The implications
for Moscow, in that event,
need no further explanation.
B - we open some of
our missile hatches,
execute a short dive.
The amount of water
we would take on board
will extinguish the fire,
but there's a chance that it
also might take us to the bottom.
The only way we can stop
the water from overwhelming us
is by regaining the surface.
We would have to
claw our way up.
We'd have to stabilize
the boat second by second.
I don't want to mislead you.
This maneuver has not
been attempted before.
I think it can be done,
but I need
to make a decision.
Now, option A -
Abandon ship
and get picked up
by the Americans.
B
- open our missile hatches and dive.
Petya,
send a message to Moscow.
Let them know
what we intend to do.
Yes,
sir.
Normally, I would treat this as
the product of a deranged mind,
but perhaps you can help me.
He wants to dive the submarine
with the hatches open.
He's running out of options.
So he's decided on
mass suicide. No, sir.
There are 16 hatches open.
That's exactly what's going to happen.
Well, maybe
he should try eight.
Four... for not longer
than three minutes
at a depth of 20 meters.
During that time, he should take
onboard enough water to compress the fire
against the ceiling of the lower level
without compromising the buoyancy.
But even with the remotest
possibility of surviving such a dive,
the Americans will construe
the raising of the missile doors
as preparation for a launch.
They will have to sink it.
I don't think they're that stupid.
Would you take the risk if you thought
an American submarine was going to launch?
You wouldn't hesitate, would
you? Neither would you, Admiral.
But we'd be relying on
instinct. Not so, the Americans.
Maybe you're right, Captain,
but even if you are wrong,
I suppose we have no choice.
Abandoning ship and allowing the
crew to be rescued by the Americans -
that's not an option.
We're in business.
Prepare to dive.
Open the missile hatches.
Fetch the skipper, sailor.
On the double.
Evans.
Sir.
Move in close. Something's going on.
Aye, sir.
Captain has the con.
What's the situation, Jack?
They're opening the missile doors.
Helm, take us
to primary attack position.
Coming into attack
position... now, sir.
This is the captain.
In a few moments, we will
start a dive to 20 meters
with the missile hatches open.
This way, we're
hoping to kill the fire.
Engineers in Moscow advise us to stay
under no longer than three minutes.
Just to be safe,
we will take only two.
Be on your posts.
Be ready.
What's our speed, please? Speed
- 13 knots.
Heading?
Heading - 0-9-0.
Arm and compute both port
and both starboard torpedoes.
Block hatches
in the open position.
Can't do, sir.
Comrade, override the
safety system. Yes, sir.
The bow planes have
assumed diving position.
I say again, arm and compute
both port
and starboard torpedoes.
Increasing speed. Flood the
tubes, but do not open the doors.
Vents.
Open all vents.
Baffles.
Clear baffles.
Captain, submarine
on port beam at 1,500 meters.
Torpedoes are armed
and tubes flooded.
Take us down.
20 meters?
Dive to 20 meters, 2-0.
Dive to 20 meters, 2-0.
Pumps.
This is the captain speaking.
All hands, now hear this.
Assume alert status one,
battle stations.
This is not a drill.
I say again, battle stations.
This is not a drill. What's
she doing? She's submerging.
With his doors open?
Bow planes to 15.
Bow planes down 15 degrees.
Bow planes down 15 degrees.
Stern planes to zero.
Stern planes to zero.
Holy Christ, it's a launch.
Sonar, active!
Sonar to active.
Sonar to active. Two pings.
Open torpedo doors.
Starboard torpedo doors open.
There's been no ignition, skipper.
Prepare to fire
starboard "A" torpedo.
Captain to crew,
two minutes.
Active sonar coming
this way, two pings.
They're telling us to back
off. Torpedo ready, sir.
They're trying to put
that fire out. Negative.
They're trying to launch a goddamn
missile! There are no goddamn missiles.
Missiles
are still in place.
They're flooding the missile
bays to try to put the fire out.
Bullshit! Who the hell in
their right mind would do that?
He's desperate... sir.
Sonar.
Still no launch.
I'll be a son of a bitch.
90 seconds.
Masks!
Masks on!
Lights! I need lights!
Lights, quickly!
I'm coming!
60 seconds!
Hold on!
...8,9,10
...6,7
...3,4,5
Bow planes, 25 degrees!
Take her up now!
Llya, take her up!
Now! Up! Up!
Captain.
Yes, Sonar. Target's resurfaced.
Is everyone all right?
Good.
Masks off.
Well done, Pumps.
Good work.
Pshenichny,
this is your captain.
Take your men
to compartment eight.
The fire is out.
Come on.
Get a move on.
Come on.
Hurry up.
Did you count them? They're all here.
Good. Close it up.
Sir.
Everyone, check your oxygen.
Oxygen off.
Pshenichny here.
We are all in eight.
The reactor room
is sealed off.
Thank you.
Where are the rescue ships?
Coming closer, sir.
We have the
Krasny-Omirsky on-screen.
I'd like to evacuate most of the men.
We'll just keep a small crew
until we've vented the whole ship. OK.
Gena, what's the problem now?
Controls to the reactors,
they're not responding.
The cables must have
burnt through.
Backup systems?
Gone.
Cooling?
Down.
Pumps are not functioning, but
we're still getting fission.
The situation
is getting critical.
We need to get someone
down there to lower those rods.
Yes, Captain.
Tell the ships to hold off.
How far?
Ten K's. Take over.
Captain, the power's gone.
Propulsion to neutral.
Propulsion to neutral.
Switch to batteries.
Switch to batteries.
Pshenichny...
tell Belikov he's got to get in
there and wind down those rods.
We've only got four
bottles of oxygen left.
That'll be enough.
Just get him and somebody who isn't
going to breathe a lot into that chamber.
You mean
one of the kids.
Yeah, one of the kids.
And hurry. This is
a difficult situation.
Give it to me straight, Gena.
Is this a meltdown?
Not yet.
What if you're wrong?
If I'm wrong, what
difference would it make?
We can still dive to the bottom,
let the meltdown happen there.
It would
save a lot of lives.
We've still got a chance.
You're wanted, Preminin.
If you do this right,
you'll get a medal.
Come on.
Come on.
Who's coming with me?
Preminin here.
Good man.
You done this before?
No.
No problem.
Just follow me.
How many bottles of
oxygen have we got? Four.
She's down by the head.
Planes at 1-8-0 degrees.
Looks like she's losing power.
Captain?
I hear you, Sonar.
I'm picking up an
alarm. Can you ID, Sonar?
It sounds like a reactor
malfunction. I'm relaying it now.
X.O., back us off,
full power stern.
Aye. Evans, reverse the screw
full power stern.
Sir.
Get a message to command,
Jack, top priority.
We've got a serious situation here.
Aye, skipper.
We'll see you later. Good luck.
They're in.
Who's with him? Preminin.
Right.
Jesus, Larry, we're
looking at a meltdown.
The winds are onshore.
They're freshening to 20 knots.
If those reactors go, it's gonna make
Chernobyl look like a backyard barbecue.
I understand that.
The President has to at least alert
the governors of the New England states.
The White House doesn't
want the news to get out.
They're afraid they're going to have
the eastern seaboard stampeding for safety,
which is going to cause a lot more
damage than some hypothetical meltdown.
That is not what this
is about, and you know it!
If it gets out that a collision
between a Soviet and an American sub
has endangered
the whole eastern seaboard,
the summit is dead
and the peace process with it.
We got a unique
opportunity here...
Don't give me that perestroika shit!
The President called it right the first time
- an evil empire.
We couldn't trust them before,
and we can't trust them now.
And we can't trust one of
their subs sitting off our coast
with 32 warheads
and its hatches open.
If the politicians weren't running
things, we would've sunk it an hour ago!
That's exactly why the
politicians are running things.
Larry, look. If those
reactors melt down
and dump a radioactive cloud on Boston,
that's gonna damn sure
kill your peace process
and several million Americans
along with it.
This order is direct
from the White House.
The matter is top secret.
No one is to know.
Temperature in
the reactor chamber?
Shit.
Is it stabilizing?
It's getting hotter.
Pumps, build up
the pressure in eight.
We're going to have a problem
getting those guys out of there
unless we keep the pressure
between the two compartments equal.
Let's just get the rods down first.
Get the cutters.
Remote from Moscow, sir.
They want a report
on the status of the reactors.
Did you report it?
No, sir.
They said the Americans were under
the impression that we have a problem.
What shall I tell them?
Tell them the truth.
That's all we have.
Yes, sir.
OK, Sergei,
just watch what I do.
We've got four rods
- two for each reactor.
We have to get
them all down.
Gena, what's goin' on?
Captain,
the first rod is down.
Captain, the first reactor
is shut down.
Shall I take over?
No, it's OK.
I'm all right.
Ow!
I'm out of air.
You'll have to take over.
Belikov!
Open the hatch!
Come on!
He's used up all his oxygen!
Come on! Get him out!
Someone take his legs!
We've got him!
Captain, this is Pshenichny.
Belikov has passed out.
But both men are with us,
and the reactor room is sealed.
There's still one to go.
Captain, the fourth rod's not down yet.
He wants to speak to you.
Sergei, this is the
captain. Can you get back in?
Uh, yes, sir.
You've got the last available air.
Don't take too long.
No problem, sir.
You've got one bottle of
oxygen left. That's all.
What's it like in there?
It's hot.
Hey...
Come on, boys.
All right, come on.
Grab on to the hatch.
Come on now. Together.
Push.
Come on, push.
Remember, you've only got
ten minutes. That's it.
Grenady, increase
the pressure in here,
or we're not gonna be
able to get that door open.
I'm aware of that, Comrade Pshenichny.
Control, tell him he's running out of time.
It's dropping.
Yeah.
It's dropping.
Come on.
Come on!
Captain, this is Preminin.
The last rod is down.
Good job, Sergei!
Get the hell out of there.
Pshenichny,
release the hatch.
Tell the ships
they can come in now.
Yes, sir.
Tell Moscow the reactors
are shut down.
Yes!
The pressure is rising in the
reactor room because of the heat.
We need to raise
the pressure at eight
to make the two
compartments equal.
This is the captain
to compartment eight.
Whoever's without life support,
move them
to compartment nine.
Pshenichny, I need
to equalize the pressure.
And get the ram ready,
just in case I need it.
Come on.
Get going back to nine.
I'm staying. No, back to nine!
I'm staying!
Go.
Everyone is in nine
except the working party,
and their compartment
is sealed off.
Got you. Pumps,
bring the pressure up in eight
as fast as you can.
I'm bringing up the pressure now.
Masks on!
We've got gas coming through
the vents. Make it fast.
The ram's in place, Captain.
Tell us when to start.
Sergei?
This is the captain.
I know you can hear me.
I am at the hatch.
There's a valve above your head.
Can you see it?
Yes.
Turn it to the left.
It will vent
the compartment to air.
Release the pressure.
You get me?
I can't reach it.
That's all
right. We'll use the ram.
Pshenichny,
start using the ram.
Yes, Captain.
Get going, men.
Sergei, if it's hard for you to
speak, just tap the microphone.
Good lad.
Come on!
Captain, this is Pshenichny.
The pressure
is so high in there,
it's like pushing against a brick wall.
Sergei, when I tell you
to get to the hatch,
you have to move fast.
I know you're low on
oxygen, but you can do it.
Sergei?
Do you hear me?
Just hold on
a few more seconds.
You have done
such a good job.
You saved the boat.
You saved all of us.
As far as I'm concerned,
you saved the entire East Coast
of the United States.
That's quite an achievement
for someone who's, what, 20?
That'll be something to remember
when you get home.
And we'll all be home
in a couple of days.
So you've got to make this last effort.
Now tap the mic
so I know you understand.
Sergei?
Sergei?
Tap.
Pressure's rising in eight.
If we're not careful,
we're going to have the same
problem as we did in seven.
OK, Sergei,
make your move now.
Get over to the hatch.
When you feel it move,
you've got to help.
You've got to pull.
Come on.
Seryozha.
The pressure's rising
fast. We could lose them all.
Clear the hatch.
We're nearly there!
Close it.
There are six men in eight.
One life for six.
Yes.
Captain, this is Aznabaev.
We're taking on too much water.
The Krasny-Omirsky is now alongside.
Captain to the crew.
Abandon ship.
Are you coming with us?
I'll be right up.
Fire's out.
Reactor's been shut down.
Thank God.
Well, Larry, looks like
the President's gonna
get his summit after all.
Hope he doesn't give away the store.
Tell operations to stand down. Aye, sir.
Gentlemen, thank you.
Get some sleep, eh?
You, too. Thanks.
You lucked out this time,
Mr. Brock, and you know it.
Next time, I hope we sink
the son of a bitch.
Captain!
She's goin' down.
This is the captain.
Boomer is going down.
Stand by for
secondary detonation.
I say again, stand by
for secondary detonation.
1,000 feet.
2,000 feet.
3,000 feet.
5,000 feet and still
accelerating, sir.
Speed 50 knots.
Stand by for the big one,
gentlemen.
Sonar?
Still nothing, sir.
Jack, take a message
for command, please.
Boomer sank at 22:30 hours.
Depth, Sonar?
18,000 feet, sir.
Crew evacuated
with no apparent casualties.
There was no secondary
detonation from ship's reactor
or onboard missiles.
Request air and sea recon...
...to monitor radiation.
We are standing by.
Not celebrating, Lieutenant?
No. No, sir, I'm not.
Thinking about those men?
Actually, I'm thinking
about the over 200 megatons
of radioactive material that's
been dropped in the Atlantic.
Well, given the alternative,
I'd say we have a great
deal to be thankful for.
He must be a remarkable man.
The captain?
Mm-hmm.
Mmm.
I'm not sure the Kremlin would agree.
Where's Pshenichny?
I think he's talking to headquarters.
So how are things in Moscow?
Well, I spoke to the admiral.
He argued your case.
But there was nothing
he could do.
He wants me to take possession
of the logbook, codebooks,
and the nuclear keys.
All right.
The key, Captain.
Captain, your men
are asking for you.
Captain.
I'll need your party card.
Company, attention!
Officers and crew
of the K219
all present
and correct, sir.
Officers and men of K219,
we are overjoyed
at your safe return.
You will spend a few days
at the recreation camp near here
where you
will be debriefed.
Then you will go home
to your families.
Your courage
in the past few days
has been in the highest
tradition of the Soviet Navy.
It is my privilege
to honor some of you
on the recommendation
of your captain.
Preminin, Sergei Sergeivich.
Preminin,
Sergei Sergeivich.
Still on patrol, sir.
Ronald Reagan
and Mikhail Gorbachev
met as planned
in Reykjavik, Iceland.
President Reagan
expressed his condolences
on the loss of life
aboard the K219,
although
the United States government
denied any involvement in
the sinking of the submarine.
Upon their return
to the Soviet Union,
the crew of the K219
was broken up and assigned
to different ships
in the North Atlantic.
Captain Britanov was dismissed
from the Soviet Navy.
Ripped by:
SkyFury
Captain to crew.
Silent running.
Missile targeting routine
about to commence.
Hey.
Piss off.
Shh!
Sonar?
Sonar clear, Captain.
Scope?
Scope clear, Captain.
Petya?
We have a fix, Captain.
Updating missile
tracking system now.
OK. You know
the routine.
Starting to lock into
the East Coast targets.
Washington locked.
Ballast in order, Pumps?
Good.
Conditions are good.
Gena, I said, silent running.
Shut up.
Shh, shh, shh.
Philadelphia locked.
Missile problem?
No. Small fuel leak.
Patching it up.
New York locked.
Thomas, get some R and R, and
I'll see you tomorrow morning.
Yes, sir.
See you, guys.
Baker.
Thanks.
Reagan and Gorbachev are gonna
freeze their butts off in Iceland.
There's no point in
negotiating, anyway.
Just wait a while.
Russia's gonna self-destruct.
We've been waiting for
that for a long time.
Pulling the nukes so the North
Atlantic is on the table for the summit.
We could be out of a job.
I think can think of better ways to serve
my country than baby-sitting boomers.
I've got a boomer.
Where is it?
He's dead ahead, about 3,000 yards.
Move us in closer.
Put us tight within his wash.
Captain, there's something behind us.
Sounds like a target. The
screw's breaking up the signal.
Stop the engines.
He's slowing, sir. He may be on to us.
Cut the engine.
This is the captain.
Attention, all hands.
Ultra quiet, please.
I say again, ultra quiet.
Thank you.
Sonar?
Negative, Captain.
Boston locked.
Missile tracking complete.
Ahead ten knots.
Left full rudder.
Left full rudder.
She's banking left, Captain.
Follow her, sir?
No. We stay put.
Crazy Ivan coming up.
She's going to double-back.
This is the captain.
All hands stand by for Crazy
Ivan. Stand by for Crazy Ivan.
Say again, Sonar. She's diving,
sir. Still turning to port.
Disengage the screw.
Screw disengaged, sir.
Volodya, take over.
I'll do the key drill now.
Warn the KGB.
Readiness to condition two.
Pshenichny,
report for key drill.
Any more tricks, you eat shit
for the rest of your trip.
That is unusual.
Good morning.
Oh, yeah. Morning.
How was your watch?
OK.
Any problems?
Well, fuel leak
in missile tube 13.
Will we manage?
I taped it, Captain.
Be all right for the time being.
How's your eye? It's OK.
This is a good time
for you to see the doctor.
And keep an eye on that leak,
the good eye.
Morning, Captain.
All right, lads.
Morning, Captain.
Pshenichny,
report for key drill.
Good morning, Pshenichny.
How are things in Moscow?
Catch you at a bad time?
I was shaving.
Engine's restarted, sir.
She's off our port beam and circling.
Range - 900 yards.
What's our speed?
We're at ten knots.
Very well.
Morning, Doctor.
Morning, Captain.
No one in sick bay?
No.
I don't know how you do it.
Whatever it is, keep it up.
Lieutenant, please confirm
that I am inspecting
the nuclear key
held by Captain Britanov.
Yes.
This is to confirm that I am
inspecting the nuclear key
held by Security Officer
Pshenichny.
I didn't know he played.
Lieutenant, will you confirm that
the key is in good order and secure?
Yes.
Doctor, please confirm this key
is in good order and secure.
Yes.
Good.
Captain, I know it's none of my business,
but Pshenichny feels
that you ignore him.
Every time you meet, you
just say, "How's Moscow?"
I know he's KGB, but...
That's all right.
I'll keep that in mind.
Be nice to Comrade Pshenichny.
You smell nice, comrade.
How are things in Moscow?
360 complete.
Are we clear?
Nothing to our front, sir.
What's the
course? 0-2-2
Increase speed to 15 knots.
Increase speed 15 knots.
Increase speed to 15 knots.
Thank you.
Where is she, Sonar?
It's The Crazy Ivan -
he's turning up so much water,
I can't make out the signal.
I understand.
Now give us your best shot.
She's behind us.
She's below us.
She's heading this way.
Let's get a mark before we lose her.
5, 4, 3, 2, now.
1,000 yards and closing on
the port quarter.
Where the hell is she?
Captain.
Yes?
She's right underneath.
Hold your course.
We've been hit.
We've been hit.
That was a contact.
Stabilize the ship.
Blow the ballast tanks.
Pumps.
Blow those ballast tanks.
Captain, she's dropping
away. I didn't see that, sir.
Do you see it now?
Yes, sir. I have a submarine
right on top of us.
Take us up 20 meters.
He's right on top of us.
Incline plane 15 degrees.
Up. Come on!
Incline plane 15 degrees.
Captain, she's coming up again.
Engage the screw.
Left full rudder. Bear away.
Left full rudder
and bear away.
That guy really was pissed.
He's not the only one.
Damage?
Nothing recorded... as yet.
Sonar, where are they now?
Going to port, sir.
Keep it steady
at 40 meters.
Depth - 40 meters.
Key in a new course
and speed.
Depth - 40 meters.
What are you thinking?
We scared the shit out of ' em.
Hey. Take that
to the doctor.
And don't spill it.
Wait for me.
I'll see you later.
Compliments of the galley,
sir. Thank you, Sergei.
Just put it down there.
You should be on watch,
Preminin.
I was just fetching
the doctor his tea, sir.
We hit something.
A dead whale.
An American submarine.
It's OK. Wash it out in salt water.
Pshenichny, you' re full of shit.
That story's going to go
round the boat in no time.
Thanks, Doctor.
Masks on now!
What?
Close the hatch.
Kolya, this is the captain.
Come in.
Captain, we have
a major leak inside of 13.
Water is mixing with the missile
fuel causing the gas to build up.
It'll blow any minute.
Men to silo.
Open 13!
Yes, sir.
Open 13!
Which way now?
What's that?
OK.
This is the captain.
Easy does it.
Damage control officers
prepare your forts.
I say again, damage
control officers... Captain.
Stand by. Yes, Sonar. Explosion
was on the other craft, sir.
Thank you, Sonar.
Captain, we've lost missile 13.
Missile bay. Kolya. Anyone.
Pumps.
Yes. Blow all ballasts
from the forward tanks.
Yes, sir.
Missile bay, report
to the bridge. Petrachkov.
Open it. Open it!
Missile bay,
report to the bridge.
Masks on!
Missile bay,
what is your status?
Say the word!
Reverse propellers now!
Yes, Captain!
Pull out the ballast.
Yes, Captain.
Up plane to 25.
Tell the captain what's going on.
This is the captain.
Captain!
This is Sergei Preminin!
Sergei, calm down.
This really looks bad!
There's smoke
everywhere! Where's Kolya?
He's collapsed, sir.
The smoke's deadly!
Men are dropping like flies!
Evacuate the compartment
quick as you can.
Yes, sir! Evacuate!
Evacuate!
How's she doing, Sonar?
Leveling out, sir.
All right. Let's stay well clear.
They' re coming around.
Gena!
Ahead full power!
Disengaging...
now.
Captain, do you
intend to surface?
Because right now, we don't have
any way of controlling the ascent.
Yes, I intend to surface.
Captain to crew.
Hold tight.
They' re going up. Thank God for that.
I mean really up.
They're going to surface.
Say again, Sonar.
They're surfacing, Captain.
I don't believe it.
Where are they, Sonar?
10:00, heading nor'
- nor' east.
Captain.
My God, a boomer
on the surface.
If I wasn't seeing it with my
own eyes, I wouldn't believe it.
Go ahead, Jack.
Christ. It's a huge mother.
Anything?
Nothing. I can't even see the surface.
There's too much smoke. Sonar?
Yes, Captain.
I have a Los Angeles class
attack submarine
on the port quarter
at 1,000 meters.
They have no shame.
Check on deck.
See what damage we have.
Pshenichny...
where are you?
Captain, I'm in compartment
five. There's fumes everywhere.
How's Kolya? He's dead.
Anyone else?
Rikov and Mirov.
Evacuate them to six.
Pshenichny, I'm putting you
in charge of the aft section.
I'm KGB, Captain, not a sailor.
The explosion
has cut this boat in half.
I need a senior officer
to take 'em out of the aft
section, and that is you.
Yes, sir.
I'll send someone
over as soon as I can.
And I need to know exactly what
happened in the missile bay.
And get some engineers
and start ventilation.
Yes, sir.
Preminin.
Yes, sir.
Locate the engineers. The captain needs
a damage report on the missile bay.
You know how to vent
to atmosphere? Yes, sir.
You go in with them. Evacuate
the rest to six. Yes, sir.
Reactor room
report, please.
Reactor room.
Captain, this is Belikov.
Yes? Both reactors are
on-line. No sign of damage.
Good. Check
the backup systems.
Yes, sir.
Pumps, how much water
did we take on?
At a guess, I would say...
about 70 tons.
Petya, mark that down.
70 tons...
70 tons...
in 15 minutes...
in 15 minutes...
40 meters depth.
40 meters depth.
Captain, this is Pshenichny.
They're going in now.
OK, Preminin, go
up and open the vent.
Captain, this is Casparian.
I'm in the missile bay. Go ahead.
There's a mass of missile
fuel leaking from tube 13.
And we've got sparks
flying from power cables.
This place might
go up any minute.
Check the other tubes
for damage.
All right.
What are the chances
of pumping out the fuel?
If it's sludge, It won't pump.
It'll burn like hell.
What about the fumes
it creates?
If we can't contain them,
the whole ship
will be contaminated.
And if it builds up,
the whole of the missile bay could blow.
Not only will we
be vaporized,
but the entire eastern
seaboard of the United States
will feel the heat.
So what's your solution?
Burn off the fumes
before they explode.
I can't set fire to a
compartment full of missiles.
Captain, this is Volodya.
I'm on deck. There's no
way to get the crew up here.
There's gas everywhere.
All right.
Come back down here.
If the fuel ignites,
how long would it burn?
15, 20 hours,
minimum.
Short of flooding the bay,
there's no way of
stopping it once it starts.
We can't hold out that long.
We don't have enough oxygen.
Captain... Captain,
this is Casparian.
There's fire on the module.
Tigran, get out of there.
Fire! Get out!
Now we have your fire.
Get back in the hole.
Make sure you keep
the reactors running.
Yes, sir.
We'll need the power.
Sergei! Sergei! Leave!
We're getting out!
Wait! I've nearly got it open!
Sergei!
Sergei!
Sergei!
It's open!
Is the vent open?
Yes.
Good lad.
Sir...
I plotted a sub bay
close to Havana.
We'll be there within 48 hours.
No, we're going to head
north. I'm turning around.
I see.
Course and speed?
.5- 3-0
Steer 0-3-5.
Course 0-3-5.
Full ahead.
Speed, full ahead.
Speed, full ahead.
She's moving north.
Making a lot of smoke.
What's your assessment, Jack?
She's on fire. Explosion of
that magnitude in mid-ships
must have ruptured
the fuel lines.
God knows what.
I think we should...
alert command.
We can't break radio silence.
Yeah, but... if they can't control that blaze...
...if she stays on the surface,
anything could happen,
even a meltdown.
We're less than 500 miles off the
eastern seaboard, for Christ sake.
The trade winds would carry the
fallout straight to the coast.
Come on, Jack. You know
procedure as well as I do.
If Command wants to know what the hell's
going on up there, they got ways of finding out.
But, sir...
Enough. I cannot break radio silence.
I'll be in my cabin. X.O. Has the con.
I've got the con.
Which one?
The next one.
33? Is that all?
Captain, we've just counted
the oxygen containers.
We've only got 33 that work.
That's less than an hour supply.
We've 60 men in here. We'll
have to move them back to six.
No one moves.
I don't think you understand, Captain.
The fire spread to five,
the lower level is in flames.
The upper level
is full of smoke.
Pshenichny, you will
fight the fire at all costs.
You're too close to the
reactor, it mustn't spread.
Yes, sir.
The fire is in the missile bay.
The heat is such that it could trigger
the launch of one of the nuclear missiles.
It's a remote possibility, I grant you.
But it's one you should be aware of,
as they are targeted
at the United States.
No, we are doing everything
we can, General Secretary.
We have ships on the way
and an air drop of oxygen.
The commander -
his name is Britanov.
What is he like?
He's a submariner,
that's what he's like.
They're all the same.
Stuck up, self-confident,
usually a pain in the backside.
Yes, I think you should
inform the Americans,
if for no other reason than
they probably know already.
Yes, Governor
General Secretary,
of course I will
keep you informed. Yeah.
Sit down, Captain.
He says he won't call Washington
unless the situation is serious
and when he does, it will
be to tell them it isn't.
That, he says, is what
politicians are for.
He says we are to remember
one word - Reykjavik.
Gentlemen, this is
Captain Kuzmenko.
The Captain was Britanov's number
two during his last two missions.
Can I ask
what the situation is?
Britanov's on the surface
about 300 miles east of Bermuda.
He's heading north about ten knots.
He's asked for oxygen bottles to be
air dropped as a matter of urgency.
That's all we get from him.
With a fire in the missile
bay, he'll be pretty busy.
The entire technical staff
of the Northern Fleet has been
assembled to give him advice.
How can we if he doesn't
tell us what's gone wrong?
Admiral, with respect, we're talking about
a man who lives and breathes submarines.
If he needs advice,
he will ask for it.
What are his problems?
First, how to contain the fire
before it reaches the reactors.
And second...
remote as it may seem,
can he stop the missiles
blasting through their hatches
and destroying America?
But can he handle a crisis
of this magnitude?
You mean is he likely
to lose his nerve?
He's the best man you
could have in the situation.
But Cuba's only two days away.
Any officer with even a modicum of sense
would plot a southerly course for Havana.
Why is Britanov heading north?
Well, Captain?
He's making for deeper water.
It's obvious he fears the worst.
I got another Soviet ship
changing course here.
Coming out of Havana.
That's got to
be the Krasny-Omirsky.
She's in a hurry.
She always is
on a Friday night.
Crew gets drunk, boards late, then
goes like hell to make up the time.
Maybe.
But she's the third Soviet ship
in the last hour to change course.
Log and compute
the new course and speed.
Good. Now put it
on the table.
Realign the other two Soviet
ships that changed course earlier.
Extend their tracks.
What is it?
I'm not sure.
Guys, check any traffic going
in and out of the Bermuda Box,
any Soviet ship that's changed
course within the last few hours
and extend their tracks now.
Yes, ma'am.
Holy shit.
Come on!
Pumps!
Yes, Captain.
It might be good to put
some water on that wall.
Yeah.
We have a message
from Moscow, sir.
Air drop of oxygen
on its way.
Do they say when?
No.
Good morning, sir.
Morning.
Good morning, sir. Good
morning. What have we got?
Every Soviet ship
in the North Atlantic
altered course
just after midnight.
All heading
for this spot.
We picked up one of its subs,
a boomer in the area, yesterday,
and we're pretty sure that's
where they' re heading.
This degree of response indicates
that it has to be in real trouble.
All right. Call the White
House situation room,
brief them on what we've got.
I'll talk to the Joint Chiefs.
Barry, call my home,
give my compliments to my wife.
Ask her to send my uniform. The
Krasny-Omirsky just altered course, sir.
And the Pushkin off
of St. Georgia's bank.
If you retriangulate, you can get
a new intersection somewhere... here.
So the boomer's moving
north. What's her speed?
It averages out
at 11 knots, sir.
Even a damaged sub would be able
to travel at twice that speed.
Unless she's on the surface.
Clive, call the chief
of Naval Operations.
Request we go to threat con bravo. Sir.
And get me a P-3
off the ground from Bermuda.
Let's get some photos. See what
the hell we've got here for sure.
Keep the hose steady!
Get out of here!
Get out!
Captain, this is Belikov from
five. We're losing control.
The fire is so intense,
we can't get near the missile
bay, and it's burning fast!
Get your men to six.
Back to six! Back to six!
Don't waste your time.
Come on! Come on!
Why are we always
waiting for you, Preminin?
Go.
We have confirmation.
There's a boomer on the surface,
just outside the Bermuda Box.
Where the hell's the Bermuda Box?
Piece of ocean about
800 miles east of Miami.
Morning, Larry.
Admiral.
Gentlemen.
White House send you down to make sure
we don't start World War III, huh?
That's about it, sir. We
got Reykjavik coming up.
It's very important to the President.
Let me bring you up to
speed. Have a seat. Thanks.
These are the photos that have
been transmitted from the P-3.
As you can see, it's a boomer.
It's on fire.
You can see the smoke
trailing from the vents
and from a missile hatch
which appears to be missing.
Missing? How? We don't know.
He could've launched
to wreck your summit.
If he launched, he didn't hit anything.
He's on the surface, which means he
could still launch his payload in what?
Five minutes.
You hear anything from
Moscow? Not a word.
Well, Larry, I suggest
that you contact your boss,
ask him to call Moscow, find
out what the hell is happening.
Admiral,
you have to understand
the political situation is
awfully delicate at the moment.
We're days away from what may
be an historic... Lieutenant.
Sir. Will you explain to
Mr. Brock what's at stake here?
Yes, sir.
This is a cutaway
of a boomer.
This is the missile bay where
we believe the fire is burning.
As you can see, she's carrying 16 missiles,
each armed with
two six-megaton warheads
capable of reaching Boston,
New York, Washington
and as far inland
as Philadelphia or Atlanta.
Jesus. Could the fire
cause the missiles to launch?
If it gets hot enough in the missile
bay, it's a definite possibility.
The ship is powered
by two nuclear reactors
which are in close proximity
to the missile bay.
If the fire spreads to the reactor
room, there could be a meltdown.
That's a total of over 200 megatons,
a thousand times more powerful
than the Hiroshima bomb.
You're assuming all their
safeguards could fail.
In the case
of a catastrophic fire, yes.
He's moving northeast
into deeper water.
We assume that the captain is
considering scuttling, if necessary.
That brings most of New England
into a fallout footprint.
Fallout footprint?
The radioactive cloud that would
drift with the wind if she goes.
Have we got a sub in
the area? The Aurora.
She's standing off at full
combat readiness. Listen, Larry.
Any way you cut it, this submarine
represents a clear and present danger
to the safety
of this country.
You've got to alert the President.
If she makes any move which
might be interpreted as a strike,
we must authorize the
Aurora to sink her instantly,
and you should
let the Soviets know.
I'll talk to Washington.
Gentlemen, we haven't been
able to contain the fire.
This leaves us
with two options.
A - we abandon ship and get
picked up by the Americans.
The implications
for Moscow, in that event,
need no further explanation.
B - we open some of
our missile hatches,
execute a short dive.
The amount of water
we would take on board
will extinguish the fire,
but there's a chance that it
also might take us to the bottom.
The only way we can stop
the water from overwhelming us
is by regaining the surface.
We would have to
claw our way up.
We'd have to stabilize
the boat second by second.
I don't want to mislead you.
This maneuver has not
been attempted before.
I think it can be done,
but I need
to make a decision.
Now, option A -
Abandon ship
and get picked up
by the Americans.
B
- open our missile hatches and dive.
Petya,
send a message to Moscow.
Let them know
what we intend to do.
Yes,
sir.
Normally, I would treat this as
the product of a deranged mind,
but perhaps you can help me.
He wants to dive the submarine
with the hatches open.
He's running out of options.
So he's decided on
mass suicide. No, sir.
There are 16 hatches open.
That's exactly what's going to happen.
Well, maybe
he should try eight.
Four... for not longer
than three minutes
at a depth of 20 meters.
During that time, he should take
onboard enough water to compress the fire
against the ceiling of the lower level
without compromising the buoyancy.
But even with the remotest
possibility of surviving such a dive,
the Americans will construe
the raising of the missile doors
as preparation for a launch.
They will have to sink it.
I don't think they're that stupid.
Would you take the risk if you thought
an American submarine was going to launch?
You wouldn't hesitate, would
you? Neither would you, Admiral.
But we'd be relying on
instinct. Not so, the Americans.
Maybe you're right, Captain,
but even if you are wrong,
I suppose we have no choice.
Abandoning ship and allowing the
crew to be rescued by the Americans -
that's not an option.
We're in business.
Prepare to dive.
Open the missile hatches.
Fetch the skipper, sailor.
On the double.
Evans.
Sir.
Move in close. Something's going on.
Aye, sir.
Captain has the con.
What's the situation, Jack?
They're opening the missile doors.
Helm, take us
to primary attack position.
Coming into attack
position... now, sir.
This is the captain.
In a few moments, we will
start a dive to 20 meters
with the missile hatches open.
This way, we're
hoping to kill the fire.
Engineers in Moscow advise us to stay
under no longer than three minutes.
Just to be safe,
we will take only two.
Be on your posts.
Be ready.
What's our speed, please? Speed
- 13 knots.
Heading?
Heading - 0-9-0.
Arm and compute both port
and both starboard torpedoes.
Block hatches
in the open position.
Can't do, sir.
Comrade, override the
safety system. Yes, sir.
The bow planes have
assumed diving position.
I say again, arm and compute
both port
and starboard torpedoes.
Increasing speed. Flood the
tubes, but do not open the doors.
Vents.
Open all vents.
Baffles.
Clear baffles.
Captain, submarine
on port beam at 1,500 meters.
Torpedoes are armed
and tubes flooded.
Take us down.
20 meters?
Dive to 20 meters, 2-0.
Dive to 20 meters, 2-0.
Pumps.
This is the captain speaking.
All hands, now hear this.
Assume alert status one,
battle stations.
This is not a drill.
I say again, battle stations.
This is not a drill. What's
she doing? She's submerging.
With his doors open?
Bow planes to 15.
Bow planes down 15 degrees.
Bow planes down 15 degrees.
Stern planes to zero.
Stern planes to zero.
Holy Christ, it's a launch.
Sonar, active!
Sonar to active.
Sonar to active. Two pings.
Open torpedo doors.
Starboard torpedo doors open.
There's been no ignition, skipper.
Prepare to fire
starboard "A" torpedo.
Captain to crew,
two minutes.
Active sonar coming
this way, two pings.
They're telling us to back
off. Torpedo ready, sir.
They're trying to put
that fire out. Negative.
They're trying to launch a goddamn
missile! There are no goddamn missiles.
Missiles
are still in place.
They're flooding the missile
bays to try to put the fire out.
Bullshit! Who the hell in
their right mind would do that?
He's desperate... sir.
Sonar.
Still no launch.
I'll be a son of a bitch.
90 seconds.
Masks!
Masks on!
Lights! I need lights!
Lights, quickly!
I'm coming!
60 seconds!
Hold on!
...8,9,10
...6,7
...3,4,5
Bow planes, 25 degrees!
Take her up now!
Llya, take her up!
Now! Up! Up!
Captain.
Yes, Sonar. Target's resurfaced.
Is everyone all right?
Good.
Masks off.
Well done, Pumps.
Good work.
Pshenichny,
this is your captain.
Take your men
to compartment eight.
The fire is out.
Come on.
Get a move on.
Come on.
Hurry up.
Did you count them? They're all here.
Good. Close it up.
Sir.
Everyone, check your oxygen.
Oxygen off.
Pshenichny here.
We are all in eight.
The reactor room
is sealed off.
Thank you.
Where are the rescue ships?
Coming closer, sir.
We have the
Krasny-Omirsky on-screen.
I'd like to evacuate most of the men.
We'll just keep a small crew
until we've vented the whole ship. OK.
Gena, what's the problem now?
Controls to the reactors,
they're not responding.
The cables must have
burnt through.
Backup systems?
Gone.
Cooling?
Down.
Pumps are not functioning, but
we're still getting fission.
The situation
is getting critical.
We need to get someone
down there to lower those rods.
Yes, Captain.
Tell the ships to hold off.
How far?
Ten K's. Take over.
Captain, the power's gone.
Propulsion to neutral.
Propulsion to neutral.
Switch to batteries.
Switch to batteries.
Pshenichny...
tell Belikov he's got to get in
there and wind down those rods.
We've only got four
bottles of oxygen left.
That'll be enough.
Just get him and somebody who isn't
going to breathe a lot into that chamber.
You mean
one of the kids.
Yeah, one of the kids.
And hurry. This is
a difficult situation.
Give it to me straight, Gena.
Is this a meltdown?
Not yet.
What if you're wrong?
If I'm wrong, what
difference would it make?
We can still dive to the bottom,
let the meltdown happen there.
It would
save a lot of lives.
We've still got a chance.
You're wanted, Preminin.
If you do this right,
you'll get a medal.
Come on.
Come on.
Who's coming with me?
Preminin here.
Good man.
You done this before?
No.
No problem.
Just follow me.
How many bottles of
oxygen have we got? Four.
She's down by the head.
Planes at 1-8-0 degrees.
Looks like she's losing power.
Captain?
I hear you, Sonar.
I'm picking up an
alarm. Can you ID, Sonar?
It sounds like a reactor
malfunction. I'm relaying it now.
X.O., back us off,
full power stern.
Aye. Evans, reverse the screw
full power stern.
Sir.
Get a message to command,
Jack, top priority.
We've got a serious situation here.
Aye, skipper.
We'll see you later. Good luck.
They're in.
Who's with him? Preminin.
Right.
Jesus, Larry, we're
looking at a meltdown.
The winds are onshore.
They're freshening to 20 knots.
If those reactors go, it's gonna make
Chernobyl look like a backyard barbecue.
I understand that.
The President has to at least alert
the governors of the New England states.
The White House doesn't
want the news to get out.
They're afraid they're going to have
the eastern seaboard stampeding for safety,
which is going to cause a lot more
damage than some hypothetical meltdown.
That is not what this
is about, and you know it!
If it gets out that a collision
between a Soviet and an American sub
has endangered
the whole eastern seaboard,
the summit is dead
and the peace process with it.
We got a unique
opportunity here...
Don't give me that perestroika shit!
The President called it right the first time
- an evil empire.
We couldn't trust them before,
and we can't trust them now.
And we can't trust one of
their subs sitting off our coast
with 32 warheads
and its hatches open.
If the politicians weren't running
things, we would've sunk it an hour ago!
That's exactly why the
politicians are running things.
Larry, look. If those
reactors melt down
and dump a radioactive cloud on Boston,
that's gonna damn sure
kill your peace process
and several million Americans
along with it.
This order is direct
from the White House.
The matter is top secret.
No one is to know.
Temperature in
the reactor chamber?
Shit.
Is it stabilizing?
It's getting hotter.
Pumps, build up
the pressure in eight.
We're going to have a problem
getting those guys out of there
unless we keep the pressure
between the two compartments equal.
Let's just get the rods down first.
Get the cutters.
Remote from Moscow, sir.
They want a report
on the status of the reactors.
Did you report it?
No, sir.
They said the Americans were under
the impression that we have a problem.
What shall I tell them?
Tell them the truth.
That's all we have.
Yes, sir.
OK, Sergei,
just watch what I do.
We've got four rods
- two for each reactor.
We have to get
them all down.
Gena, what's goin' on?
Captain,
the first rod is down.
Captain, the first reactor
is shut down.
Shall I take over?
No, it's OK.
I'm all right.
Ow!
I'm out of air.
You'll have to take over.
Belikov!
Open the hatch!
Come on!
He's used up all his oxygen!
Come on! Get him out!
Someone take his legs!
We've got him!
Captain, this is Pshenichny.
Belikov has passed out.
But both men are with us,
and the reactor room is sealed.
There's still one to go.
Captain, the fourth rod's not down yet.
He wants to speak to you.
Sergei, this is the
captain. Can you get back in?
Uh, yes, sir.
You've got the last available air.
Don't take too long.
No problem, sir.
You've got one bottle of
oxygen left. That's all.
What's it like in there?
It's hot.
Hey...
Come on, boys.
All right, come on.
Grab on to the hatch.
Come on now. Together.
Push.
Come on, push.
Remember, you've only got
ten minutes. That's it.
Grenady, increase
the pressure in here,
or we're not gonna be
able to get that door open.
I'm aware of that, Comrade Pshenichny.
Control, tell him he's running out of time.
It's dropping.
Yeah.
It's dropping.
Come on.
Come on!
Captain, this is Preminin.
The last rod is down.
Good job, Sergei!
Get the hell out of there.
Pshenichny,
release the hatch.
Tell the ships
they can come in now.
Yes, sir.
Tell Moscow the reactors
are shut down.
Yes!
The pressure is rising in the
reactor room because of the heat.
We need to raise
the pressure at eight
to make the two
compartments equal.
This is the captain
to compartment eight.
Whoever's without life support,
move them
to compartment nine.
Pshenichny, I need
to equalize the pressure.
And get the ram ready,
just in case I need it.
Come on.
Get going back to nine.
I'm staying. No, back to nine!
I'm staying!
Go.
Everyone is in nine
except the working party,
and their compartment
is sealed off.
Got you. Pumps,
bring the pressure up in eight
as fast as you can.
I'm bringing up the pressure now.
Masks on!
We've got gas coming through
the vents. Make it fast.
The ram's in place, Captain.
Tell us when to start.
Sergei?
This is the captain.
I know you can hear me.
I am at the hatch.
There's a valve above your head.
Can you see it?
Yes.
Turn it to the left.
It will vent
the compartment to air.
Release the pressure.
You get me?
I can't reach it.
That's all
right. We'll use the ram.
Pshenichny,
start using the ram.
Yes, Captain.
Get going, men.
Sergei, if it's hard for you to
speak, just tap the microphone.
Good lad.
Come on!
Captain, this is Pshenichny.
The pressure
is so high in there,
it's like pushing against a brick wall.
Sergei, when I tell you
to get to the hatch,
you have to move fast.
I know you're low on
oxygen, but you can do it.
Sergei?
Do you hear me?
Just hold on
a few more seconds.
You have done
such a good job.
You saved the boat.
You saved all of us.
As far as I'm concerned,
you saved the entire East Coast
of the United States.
That's quite an achievement
for someone who's, what, 20?
That'll be something to remember
when you get home.
And we'll all be home
in a couple of days.
So you've got to make this last effort.
Now tap the mic
so I know you understand.
Sergei?
Sergei?
Tap.
Pressure's rising in eight.
If we're not careful,
we're going to have the same
problem as we did in seven.
OK, Sergei,
make your move now.
Get over to the hatch.
When you feel it move,
you've got to help.
You've got to pull.
Come on.
Seryozha.
The pressure's rising
fast. We could lose them all.
Clear the hatch.
We're nearly there!
Close it.
There are six men in eight.
One life for six.
Yes.
Captain, this is Aznabaev.
We're taking on too much water.
The Krasny-Omirsky is now alongside.
Captain to the crew.
Abandon ship.
Are you coming with us?
I'll be right up.
Fire's out.
Reactor's been shut down.
Thank God.
Well, Larry, looks like
the President's gonna
get his summit after all.
Hope he doesn't give away the store.
Tell operations to stand down. Aye, sir.
Gentlemen, thank you.
Get some sleep, eh?
You, too. Thanks.
You lucked out this time,
Mr. Brock, and you know it.
Next time, I hope we sink
the son of a bitch.
Captain!
She's goin' down.
This is the captain.
Boomer is going down.
Stand by for
secondary detonation.
I say again, stand by
for secondary detonation.
1,000 feet.
2,000 feet.
3,000 feet.
5,000 feet and still
accelerating, sir.
Speed 50 knots.
Stand by for the big one,
gentlemen.
Sonar?
Still nothing, sir.
Jack, take a message
for command, please.
Boomer sank at 22:30 hours.
Depth, Sonar?
18,000 feet, sir.
Crew evacuated
with no apparent casualties.
There was no secondary
detonation from ship's reactor
or onboard missiles.
Request air and sea recon...
...to monitor radiation.
We are standing by.
Not celebrating, Lieutenant?
No. No, sir, I'm not.
Thinking about those men?
Actually, I'm thinking
about the over 200 megatons
of radioactive material that's
been dropped in the Atlantic.
Well, given the alternative,
I'd say we have a great
deal to be thankful for.
He must be a remarkable man.
The captain?
Mm-hmm.
Mmm.
I'm not sure the Kremlin would agree.
Where's Pshenichny?
I think he's talking to headquarters.
So how are things in Moscow?
Well, I spoke to the admiral.
He argued your case.
But there was nothing
he could do.
He wants me to take possession
of the logbook, codebooks,
and the nuclear keys.
All right.
The key, Captain.
Captain, your men
are asking for you.
Captain.
I'll need your party card.
Company, attention!
Officers and crew
of the K219
all present
and correct, sir.
Officers and men of K219,
we are overjoyed
at your safe return.
You will spend a few days
at the recreation camp near here
where you
will be debriefed.
Then you will go home
to your families.
Your courage
in the past few days
has been in the highest
tradition of the Soviet Navy.
It is my privilege
to honor some of you
on the recommendation
of your captain.
Preminin, Sergei Sergeivich.
Preminin,
Sergei Sergeivich.
Still on patrol, sir.
Ronald Reagan
and Mikhail Gorbachev
met as planned
in Reykjavik, Iceland.
President Reagan
expressed his condolences
on the loss of life
aboard the K219,
although
the United States government
denied any involvement in
the sinking of the submarine.
Upon their return
to the Soviet Union,
the crew of the K219
was broken up and assigned
to different ships
in the North Atlantic.
Captain Britanov was dismissed
from the Soviet Navy.
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