The Hunt for Red October

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It's cold this morning, Captain.

Cold.

And hard.

It's time, Captain.

It's time.

Time indeed.

You're supposed

to be upstairs sleeping.

- Stanley keeps waking me up.

- Oh, I get it...

- You're getting heavy.

- No nonsense.

Two stories. Two glasses of water.

Jack...

- You're going to miss the plane.

- Go upstairs with Mrs. Wheeler.

When I'm on my business trip,

I'll get Stanley a little brother.

- Promise?

- I promise.

- Can I get you anything, sir?

- No, thank you.

If you try and get some sleep,

the flight will go a lot faster.

I can never sleep on a plane.

Turbulence.

- Pardon?

- Turbulence.

Solar radiation heats the earth's crust,

warm air rises, cool air descends.

- I don't like that.

- Try to get some sleep anyway.

Dr Ryan?

Jack get yourself in here.

Jesus, you look like hell.

Thank you very much, Admiral.

I could use some coffee.

I'm not going to ask you

how your flight went.

- When did you last get some sleep?

- I don't know.

Milk and sugar.

How's Caroline? Last time I saw her

was at your granddad's place in Maine.

She's fine.

She sends you her best.

And Sally

What is she now, three?

No, she's a very precocious five.

She announced the other day

that her life would be 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.

- Who's Stanley?

- Stanley's a bear.

What's important enough to get you

on a plane in the middle of the night?

British intelligence obtained

these pictures of the Red October.

- She's the latest Typhoon class.

- Big son of a b*tch.

- Captain's name is Ramius.

- One of yours?

I did the bio on him last year.

He always takes out their lead boat.

Good political connections.

Trains their attack-boat skippers.

The Russians call him

Vilnius Nastavnic

The Vilnius school master.

- What are these doors?

- Those doors are the problem.

I don't know what they are, neither

do the British. Perhaps they're new.

I'd like to show these to Skip Tyler.

- The sub driver?

- He was until he lost his leg.

Now he teaches at the Academy.

He's got top-secret clearance.

Have the car for Dr Ryan

downstairs in ten minutes.

The satellite caught Red October

in Polijarny Inlet this morning.

- Do you hear it?

- No.

At Cal Tech we used to do this

in our sleep. Do you hear it now?

Wait a minute... maybe.

- It's buried in surface clutter.

- Yes.

- I should go to SAPS?

- Correct, Seaman Beaumont.

Signal Algorithmic

Processing Systems.

Give it a week

and you'll be teaching at Cal Tech.

So, like Beethoven on the computer. -

- you have labored to produce...

...a biologic.

- A what?

- A whale.

A marine mammal that knows

a lot more about sonar than you do.

Kill SAPS.

Go over to 269, and let's try it again.

If he gets to bothering you,

ask him about Pavarotti.

I was in the middle of teaching

Beaumont about modern sonar.

- I'm chief of the boat.

- Tell me, Cobb.

Okay, go ahead.

Seaman Jones

is into music in a big way.

He figures this whole boat

is his personal, private stereo set.

- He gets this Pavarotti...

- It was Paganini.

This is my story.

Pavorotti is a tenor.

Paganini was a composer.

He's got this music,

and he's listening to it on his head set.

Then all hell breaks loose.

There's a slew of boats at San Diego.

- And one way out at Pearl.

- All of a sudden...

Pavarotti is coming out of their asses.

Jones...

- What do I do?

- I got it.

New contact bearing 097.

Designate contact Sierra-35.

- What have you got, Jonesy?

- Probably submerged

It could be a missile boat

out of Polijarny.

Start your track

I'll be there in a minute.

Time to open the orders, sir.

The Political Officer is in your cabin.

Very well.

Carry on.

- What are you doing?

- Overseeing the stability of the crew.

By invading my privacy?

Privacy is not a major concern

in the Soviet Union.

It is often contrary

to the collective good.

"Behold, I am coming as a thief."

"And they gathered them together

in a place called Armageddon."

'The 7th angel poured forth his bowl,

and a voice cried out from Heaven..."

"It is done."

A man with your responsibilities

reading about the end of the world.

What's this? "I am become death,

the destroyer of worlds."

It is an ancient Hindu text

quoted by an American.

- An American

- He invented the atomic bomb.

He was accused of being a communist.

You wrote and underlined

these passages.

No.

This book belonged to my wife.

I keep it for sentimental value.

I'm sorry.

Your wife was a beautiful I woman.

Her death was unfortunate.

I am only doing my job.

It is my responsibility.

How many KGB agents

are aboard my boat?

Your boat? This vessel belongs

to the people of the Soviet Union.

Besides, if the KGB or the GRU

has agents aboard. -

- I would be the last to know.

I suggest we open our orders.

Certainly, comrade.

From Commander Strategic Forces

Red Banner Northern Fleet.

We are to proceed north,

to grid square 5490.

We're to rendezvous with Konovalov,

Capt. Tupolev's boat.

- You know Tupolev?

- I know he was your student.

It's rumored

he has a place in his heart for you.

There's little room in Tupolev's heart

for anyone but Tupolev.

We are to make contact and run tests.

Tupolev will hunt our ship.

We are to evaluate the readiness

of the caterpillar drive.

We return to Polijarny

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