[teaching Beaumont]
Hear it now?
Beaumont [resigned]
No.
Beaumont, at Caltech we used to do this in our sleep! You hear it now?
Beaumont Wait a minute...
Beaumont Disparaged surface clutter...
Beaumont I should go to SAPS?
Correct! Seaman Beaumont, Signal Algorithmic Processing System. Give it a week and you'll be teaching at Caltech. So, like Beethoven on the computer, you have labored to produce... a biologic.
Beaumont A what?
A whale, Seaman Beaumont, a whale. A marine mammal that knows a hell of a lot more about sonar, then you do.
CV Capt. Vasili Borodin
[a torpedo is racing toward them]
Torpedo impact, 20 seconds.
CR Captain Ramius
[to Ryan]
What books?
CR Captain Ramius
What books did you write?
I wrote a biography of, of Admiral Halsey, called "The Fighting Sailor", about, uh, naval combat tactics...
CR Captain Ramius
I know this book!
CV Capt. Vasili Borodin
Torpedo impact...
CR Captain Ramius
Your conclusions were all wrong, Ryan...
CV Capt. Vasili Borodin
...10 seconds.
CR Captain Ramius
...Halsey acted stupidly.
[at the officer's wardroom, a simple question about the circumstances of political officer Putin's death leads to bickering among the other officers, but when one suggests going back to the USSR...] [cuts in; everybody quiets]
There will be no going back. [as he eats] Before we sailed, I dispatched a letter to Admiral Padorin, in which I announced our intention... to defect.
Lt Viktor Slavin In the name of God, why?
When he reached the New World, Cortés burned his ships. As a result, his men were well-motivated.
Officer No 1 You have signed our death warrants.
ON Officer No 2
Padorin will send the entire fleet.
LY Lt Yuri Stadnyuk
Jesus, they'll find us. They'll find us and -
Captain 2nd Rank Vasily Borodin No one's going to find us. That's enough, Yuri!
Slavin You had to do it, huh? You couldn't just turn the submarine over to the Americans. You had to make a political statement. Or was it something deeper, Captain... something that made you unable to slip away? Was it ego, Captain?
We each have our reasons, Viktor. My own began the day I was handed the blueprints for this ship... a ship which had but one use. And as for the rest, well, those are things that I alone must carry the burden for. Anatoli, you're afraid of our fleet. Well, you should be. Personally, I give us one chance in three. [offers tea pot] More tea, anyone? No? Then you may report back to your posts.
Borodin [stands up after Lt Engr Melekhin stubs out his cigarette and leaves]
You heard the Captain. Dismissed.
Slavin [nods to Ramius]
Captain... [the other officers leave and Borodin closes the door]
Borodin Captain, I would never disagree with you in front of the men, you know that. But in this case, Viktor is right. It would've been better if you had not informed Moscow.
Oh, Vasily. Moscow is not the worry, nor the whole Soviet Navy. I know their tactics. I have the advantage. No. The worry is the Americans. If we meet the right sort, this will work. We get some... buckaroo?
IP Ivan Putin
[Captain Ramius has entered his personal quarters to see the zampolit, Ivan Putin, reading his Bible] [reading, in Russian]
"Behold, I am coming as a thief... and he gathered them all together in a place called Armageddon... [English] and the Seventh Angel poured forth his bowl into the air, and a voice cried out from Heaven, saying, "It is done!" A man of your responsibilities reading about the end of the world? And what's this? "I am become Death, the destroyer of worlds."
It is an ancient Hindu text, quoted by an American.
Putin An American?
Mmm. He invented the atomic bomb. He was later accused of being a communist.
[Jack is being ferried to the Enterprise disguised as a Navy officer - a storm batters at the airplane]
Helicopter Pilot [shouting amiably over the engines] So you don't like flyin', huh? This is nothin'! You shoulda been with us five, six months back! Whoa, talk about puke! We ran into a hailstorm over the Sea of Japan! Everyone was retchin' his guts out! The pilot shot his lunch all over the windshield, and I barfed on the radio - knocked it right out! It wasn't that lightweight stuff, either, it was that chunky, industrial-weight puke! [proferring a candy bar] Wanna bite?
[through clenched teeth]
Next time you get a bright idea, Jack, put it in a memo!
[Jack Ryan, in US Navy Commander uniform, exits after meeting the Admiral and Captain of the carrier]
You think he's crazy?
Certifiable. And no matter what his credentials, I don't care for him wearing the uniform.
You see that ring on his finger? The Academy, Class of '72. A Marine.
You're kidding! How did you...
Greer told me. Summer of his third year, he and his squad went down in a chopper accident in the Med. Bad - pilot, crew killed. That kid spent ten months in traction, another year learning to walk again. Did his fourth year from the hospital. Now it's up to you, Charlie, but you might consider cuttin' the kid a little slack.
CS Captain Second Rank Vasili Borodin
[Ryan has just steered the Red October into the VK Konovalov's inbound torpedo upon Ramius' stern order]
Torpedo impact, 7, 6, 5 seconds, 4, 3, 2, torpedo impact... now.
CB Commander Bart Mancuso
[the torpedo slams into the bow of Red October and breaks up on impact]
I'll be damned!
Combat tactics, Mr. Ryan. By turning into the path of the torpedo, the Captain closed the distance before it could arm itself.
CR Captain Ramius
Not quite. Right now Tupolev is removing the safety features on all his weapons. He won't make the same mistake twice.
CM Captain Marko Ramius
[speaking to Dr. Petrov and Cook's Assistant Loginov after Putin has been killed by Ramius]
I want you and the doctor to witness this. I'm removing the political officer's missile key, and I'm keeping it myself.
Dr. Petrov Captain, I think we should report this to Red Fleet Command.
I'm afraid that's impossible, doctor. Our orders are for strict radio silence.
Petrov This is most unnerving, captain. The reason for having two missile keys is so that no one man may...
Petrov ...may arm the missiles.
Thank you. That will be all, doctor.
