The Hunt for Red October Page #2

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on or about the 16th of this month.

This is an historic moment.

I should like to make a request.

Before you proceed...

Would you permit me

to post the orders for the crew?

Where I am going, you cannot follow.

Dr Petrov, report to my cabin.

There's been a dreadful accident.

There's no cradle underneath it.

Get it over.

You want to come up here

and do it yourself?

Ryan! Who let you in here?

Have they got you

playing with models now?

Damn it, Phil!

Tell them to slow down.

It's not a models.

It's a DSRV. A rescue sub.

What are you doing with it?

We're rigging it with a generic

docking collar for other subs.

We can get it anywhere in the world

in 24 hours.

- How's your back?

- It's fine. Have you got a minute?

It's bigger than a regular Typhoon.

What are these doors?

You don't miss much.

Those are too big

to be torpedo tubes.

- Can you launch an ICBM horizontally?

- Why would you want to?

They're symmetrical,

right down the long axis of the sub.

- How about a towed sonar array?

- Too close to the screws.

I'll be...

This could be a caterpillar.

- A what?

- Magneto-hydrodynamic propulsion.

- Do you follow?

- No.

It's like a jet engine for the water.

It's got no moving parts,

so it's very, very quiet.

- How quiet?

- Sonar wouldn't pick it up.

Maybe as a seismic anomaly.

It wouldn't sound like a submarine.

We messed with this a few years ago.

Couldn't make it work

- They really built this?

- She put to sea this morning.

When I was twelve I helped my daddy

build a bomb shelter in our basement. -

- because some fool parked a dozen

warheads off the coats of Florida.

This thing could park 200 warheads

off Washington or New York-

- and no one would know anything

about it until it was all over.

- Are you all right, Captain?

- Yes.

It's just, to die from something

as petty as slipping on tea...

It was an accident.

You'll feel better when we put in.

- Put in?

- Return to base.

- We have no political officer.

- This is a Soviet combat vessel.

We do not cancel operations

because of accidents.

Seaman, come here.

Come here.

- Your name?

- Cook's Assistant Loginov.

I want you and the doctor

to witness this.

I'm removing the Political Offcer's

missile key and keeping it myself.

We should report this

to Red Fleet Command.

That's impossible.

Our orders are for radio silence.

- That's all, Loginov.

- This is most unnerving.

The reason for having two missile keys

is so that no one man may...

- May what?

- May arm the missiles.

- Perhaps I should keep the key.

- That'll be all, Doctor.

When I address the crew,

then you will understand.

Petrov, I will try to forget your

comments when I present my report.

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