Crimson Tide
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1:01:00
Thank you, Cob.
1:01:02
"Thank you"?
Fuck you.

1:01:06
Get it straight, Mr. Hunter.
I'm not on your side.

1:01:10
Now you could be wrong.
1:01:12
But wrong or right, the captain can't
just replace you at will.

1:01:15
That was completely improper. And that's
why I did what I did, by the book.

1:01:19
I thank you anyway.
1:01:35
Radio/Conn: Mr. Zimmer, get
those communications back on line now.

1:01:41
We're working on it, sir.
Aye, aye, Captain.

1:01:45
- Are you ready?
- Uh... ready. Go.

1:01:50
Jesus.
This fuckin' thing...

1:01:52
You know, this whole system is crashed;
radio buoy is severed.

1:01:55
- What the fuck does he want us to do?
- Shit electrons?

1:01:58
Hey, Vossler, we need communications,
not smart-ass remarks.

1:02:00
- Aye, sir.
- All stop, ten degrees up.

1:02:03
- Ten up. Aye, sir.
- All stop. Aye, sir. Enters all stop.

1:02:23
- [Bleeping]
- Conn/Sonar: Holy shit, sir!

1:02:27
He's right on top of us!
He's turning toward!

1:02:33
- Range?
- 600 yards!

1:02:38
Conn/Sonar: Torpedoes in the water!
Bearing 048, 050!

1:02:44
- Left full rudder!
- Left full rudder! Aye, sir!

1:02:46
All ahead full!
Zero bubble!

1:02:49
Sir, don't you want to fire back?
Torpedoes are ready, sir.

1:02:51
No, we're in too close.
Our weapons won't have time to arm.

1:02:53
All ahead flank! Chief of the watch
to maneuvering. Give me max speed now!

1:02:56
- [Bell Ringing]
- Maximum speed! Aye, sir!


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