Gray Lady Down Page #6

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it's you up there, Ben.

Over.

- What's your exact situation, Paul?

- All compartments aft of the control room

appear to be flooded.

The bulkhead's holding.

The reactor's shut down.

We're on battery power with 90% capacity.

We have adequate air for 36 hours.

41 men accounted for.

Several casualties, some critical.

Over.

- What is your exact angle and depth?

Over.

- We're at one four five zero feet,

down nine degrees with the stern

with a 10-degree starboard list.

Over.

- Roger.

Paul, we have an approximate

fix on your location.

A DSRV is en route.

14:
00.

Over.

Yeah, I told you.

Didn't I tell you?

- Shut up.

Shut up!

- We'll be home for dinner!

- Shh!

- How's your crew

holding up, Captain?

- Just fine, sir.

I think we'd all like to

get word to our families.

- I understand.

Have one of your men

prepare a list of survivors.

I'll take care of it right away.

Over.

- Roger. Out.

Now you can let it out.

Everybody out of the control room

except necessary personnel.

- The XO?

- Here.

- Aye, sir.

All personnel not actually on

watch, leave the control room.

All right, fellas, everybody out.

- Phillips?

- Sir.

- Do you see any problems

with the DSRV here?

- None so far, sir.

- Right.

- Bloome.

- Sir.

- Any problems?

- No, sir.

We can operate on any

angle up to 50 degrees.

Fortunately, the Neptune

is only listing 10 degrees,

so we can attach without

any problems, sir.

This matches up with the

sub's forward escape hatch.

Sea pressure will keep us seated on her,

allowing the hatches of both

vessels to be opened and--

- Bloome, I don't need the whole lecture.

- Yes, sir.

- What about the currents, Phillips?

- Well, this is the

location of the sub, sir,

we have a fairly strong

current in that channel,

one to three knots.

- Weather forecast?

- Clearing, sir.

Seas, three to five feet.

- Uh-huh.

Oh.

Thank you, gentlemen.

- I don't know, Chief, I don't know

if he's very smart or very dumb.

I think he's gone under the boat!

Hey, put your gloves on, both.

- Hey!

- Come on.

- Oh, no sound!

- Hey, there's no sound out here!

- Come on!

Can't hear!

- Oh, look at that.

Here he comes.

- Oh!

Oh!

- I'll catch that mother,

or my name ain't--

- Oh, stop being so aggressive.

- Hey, I think I'm gonna throw up.

- Did somebody

ring the dinner bell up here?

- Oh, God.

- Hey, what's going on?

- What is it?

- Oh my God, no.

- What is going on in here?

- No.

- Secure all watertight doors.

Secure all watertight doors.

Secure the...

Hey, that door!

Dave, flood the ballast tanks.

That might settle us.

- Flooding the ballast tanks!

- Give me a hand.

- Sit him up.

- Bring him on in.

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