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hwpHey, what are you doing?
Youre supposed to be
upstairs sleeping.
Stanley keeps waking me up.
Oh, ho, ho. I get it.
Boy, are you getting heavy.
Dont let her pull more
than her usual nonsense.
Two stories,
two glasses of water.
Jack, youre going
to miss the plane.
OK. Cricket,
you listen to me.
Go upstairs with Mrs. Wheeler now
and go to sleep.
On my business trip,
Ill get Stanley
a little brother.
Will you promise?
I promise.
Can I get you anything, sir?
No, thank you very much.
If you try and get sleep,
the flight will go faster.
I can never sleep on a plane.
Turbulence.
Pardon?
Turbulence...
Solar radiation
heats the Earths crust,
warm air rises,
cold airs descends.
Turbulence.
I dont like that.
Oh. Well, try to sleep anyway.
Dr Ryan?
Jack, boy,
get yourself in here.
Jesus!
You look like hell.
Thank you very much, Admiral.
Want coffee?
I think I need some coffee.
Im not going to ask you
how your flight went.
Whens the last time
you got some sleep?
Oh, I dont know.
This things still
on London time.
Milk and sugar?
Milk and sugar.
So hows Caroline?
Last time I saw her
was at your granddads place
in Maine, wasnt it?
Shes fine.
Sends you her best.
And Sally?
Shes fine.
What is she now, ?
Ah, no, shes
a very precocious .
She announced to Caroline
and I the other day
that her life would be
considerably less lonely
if we were to buy her
a baby brother.
But she decided
it would be enough
if we were to
buy one for Stanley.
Whos Stanley?
Uh... Stanleys a bear.
All right.
Whats important enough
to get you on a plane
in the middle of the night?
British lntelligence obtained
these pictures two days ago.
Shes the Red October,
the latest typhoon class.
Big son of a bitch.
meters longer than
the standard typhoon.
meters wider.
The captains name is Ramius.
One of yours?
Yeah. I did his bio last year.
Hes taken out the lead boat
in each new sub class
for years.
Fairly good
political connections.
Trained most of their
attack boat skippers.
The Russians call him
Vilnius Nastavnic...
the Vilnius schoolmaster.
What are these doors?
Those doors, sir, are the problem.
I dont know what they are.
Neither do the British.
Perhaps our friends in Murmansk
have come up with something new.
With your permission,
Id like to show these to someone.
Do you know Skip Tyler?
Sub driver.
Was. Clipped by a drunk driver.
Lost his leg.
Hes teaching at the academy,
consulting for Navy labs.
Clearance?
Top secret or better.
Margie, have a car for Dr Ryan
downstairs in minutes.
A satellite caught Red October
in Polijarny lnlet this morning.
Do you hear it?
No.
Beaumont, at Cal Tech
we used to do this
in our sleep.
You hear it now?
Wait a minute.
Maybe.
Um...
Its buried in surface clutter?
Yes.
I should go to SAPS?
Correct, Seaman Beaumont.
Signal algorithmic
processing systems.
Give it a week,
and youll be
teaching at Cal Tech.
So...
Iike Beethoven on the computer,
you have labored to produce...
a biologic.
A what?
A whale, Beaumont.
A whale...
A marine mammal
that knows a hell
of a lot more about sonar
than you do.
Kill the SAPS.
Train over to - -
and lets try it again.
If he gets to ragging
on you too bad,
ask him about Pavarotti.
We dont have time
for sea stories.
I was in the middle
of teaching Seaman Beaumont
the intricacies
of modern sonar. Now...
I aint chief of the boat.
Im Sheena,
Queen of the Jungle.
Cob, please.
Come on, Cob. Tell me.
OK. Fine. Go ahead.
Ahem... Seaman Jones here,
hes into music in a big way.
He figures this whole boat
is basically just his own
personal, private stereo set.
He gets this
piece of Pavarotti...
Paganini.
Whatever.
Paganini.
This is my story, OK?
Tell it right.
Pavarottis a tenor.
Paganini was a composer.
OK. So hes got this music,
and hes got it out
in the water.
Hes listening
on his headsets,
happy as a clam.
Then all hell breaks loose.
A slew of boats
out of San Diego...
Including one
way out at Pearl.
Including one
way out at Pearl.
All of a sudden,
they start hearing...
- Pavarotti.
- Pavarotti...
coming out of their asses.
What do I do?
I got it.
Conn. Sonar.
New contact, bearing - - .
Designate contact
number Sierra - .
Captain, aye.
Whatve you got, Jones?
Distant contact,
probably submerged.
Its a wild guess,
but Id say we hit a boomer
coming out of the barn.
Could be a missile boat
out of Polijarny.
OK. Start your track.
Ill be there in a minute.
Sonar, aye.
...Armageddon.
And the seventh angel
poured forth his bowl
into the air,
and a voice cried out
from heaven, saying,
"It is done".
A man with your responsibilities
reading about the end
of the world. Huh.
And whats this?
"I am become death,
the destroyer of worlds".
It is an ancient Hindu text
quoted by an American.
American?
Mmm.
He invented the atomic bomb,
and he was later accused
of being a Communist.
You wrote and underlined
these passages?
No.
This book belonged to my wife.
I keep it
for sentimental value.
Im sorry, comrade Captain.
Your wife was...
a beautiful woman.
Her death was... unfortunate.
Im only doing my
