[Speaking German]
[Explosion]
[Explosions In Distance
At Intervals]
[Explosions Grow Louder]
[Explosion]
[Explosion]
[Explosion]
[Explosion]
[Panting]
[Coughing]
[Beeping]
## [Big Band]
## [Big Band Continues]
There he is. Hey, Andy!
Where you been?
It's an all-hands function.
Come here.
I want you to meet Joanie.
Joanie, this is Andy Tyler.
Hello.
My best friend.
We went to Annapolis together.
Nice to meet you.
Hey, I got you
one of Larson's stogies.
To our navy's
next sub skipper.
Thank you.
Lieutenant!
Gonna hoist up a few beers
with the enlisted boys later?
You got it, Griggs.
All right.
Mr. Tyler!
Mr. Tyler!
Hmm?
My mom is here visiting.
Can I bring her over
to meet you?
Sure thing, Trigger.
That's the lieutenant
I was talking about.
Lieutenant Tyler!
Hello there,
Prudence, Louise.
Mrs. Dahlgren, Captain.
Where's your date, Andy?
It's not like you
to arrive stag.
I'm afraid I couldn't get one
on such short notice, ma'am.
Captain, could I have
a word with you?
Certainly. Darling,
will you excuse us?
Okay.
Be right back.
## [Stops]
[Applause]
I didn't get my boat.
I know.
With all due respect, sir,
there's only one way
that could've happened,
and that's if you withheld
your recommendation.
That's right.
I just don't think
you're ready.
What do you mean,
I'm not ready?
Sir, I have worked my tail off
on the S-33. I'm qualified
in every area and then some.
No executive officer
has higher marks than I do.
Andy!
You're just not ready
to take on a command
of your own.
Now I've made my decision.
It's done.
[Man]
Mr. Tyler.
How you doing, sir?
Having a good time?
Hell, yeah, Chief.
How about you?
I'm looking forward
to getting underway.
I'm a sea dog.
Need some salt, sir.
He torpedoed me, Chief.
Nine months
aboard the S-33,
doing the best job
I know how.
Doing everything once
and then doing it again,
just to make sure
I didn't miss anything
the first time.
You'll get your chance, sir.
There's other commands
in the navy.
- You knew?
- [Sighing]
Didn't warn me.
Ain't my place, sir.
[Whistle Blowing]
[Man]
Club's secured!
Time to go!
[Whistle Blowing]
[Crowd Chattering,
Music Stops]
Let's go.
Get out.
Everyone out.
Come on, let's go.
What's the meaning
of this, Sergeant?
You the senior man?
That's right.
I'm the X.O. Of the S-33.
These men have
a 48-hour liberty pass.
No, sir,
not no more.
[Man On P.A., Indistinct]
What the hell
are those yardbirds
doing to my boat?
Looks like
a goddamn Nazi submarine.
Hey, Andy.
This is a fine navy day.
[Man Over P.A., Indistinct]
They wouldn't give me
five minutes to consummate
my marriage. Five minutes!
What's going on here?
Hell if I know.
Put your cover on.
Yes, sir.
Mr. Tyler,
call the crew to quarters.
Aye, Captain.
Quarters!
Everybody fall in!
Let's get in formation now!
Let's go! Now!
Formation!
[Man On P.A.]
Prepare crew three.
Muster with First Lieutenant.
Prepare crew three.
Muster with First Lieutenant.
Captain Dahlgren,
all crew members present
and accounted for, sir!
Very well.
At ease.
I'm sorry your liberty's
been cut short,
but our schedule's changed.
We have two hours to get
stowed for sea and set
the maneuvering watch.
Mr. Larson, have
your torpedo men load the tubes
with their four best fish.
Mr. Emmett, warm up the diesels
and line up a battery charge.
Mr. Tyler, we have dry stores,
ordnance and perishables
to get belowdecks.
Gentlemen, it's our turn.
That's all.
Attention!
Aye, Captain.
Crew dismissed!
You heard the man!
Stores load!
You got six seconds to get on
your boondockers and dungarees
and turn to!
Mr. Tyler, is this for real,
or is it a drill?
"It's our turn"...
what does that mean?
I thought we had
a two-day liberty pass.
What's going on?
I don't know,
but I'm gonna find out.
Get your jobs done now.
[Man On P.A.]
All off-going duty officers,
report to the dock.
Captain Dahlgren,
could you fill me in
on what's going on, sir?
We're obviously not going
to the Caribbean Station.
No, we're not.
We're going on a special op.
You'll be briefed
with Mr. Emmett and Mr. Larson
once we get underway.
Aye, sir.
Andy, listen.
I'm gonna need the very best
from you on this run,
regardless of any differences
you may have with me.
Are we clear on that?
Yes, sir.
Good.
Now go find Radioman Wentz
and quietly escort him
to the materiel office.
[Knocking]
Mr. Tyler.
How are you, son?
I'm fine, Admiral Duke.
What brings you up here?
He does.
That's Lieutenant Hirsch.
He's gonna be riding
your boat.
You're not working for Sublant
on this run. Mr. Hirsch
has operational control.
He's the boss.
Anything he wants,
he gets.
[Hirsch Speaking On Phone]
Fine.
Is this him?
[Speaking German]
Yes, sir.
He'll do.
Thank you, Wentz.
That's all for now.
Lieutenant, prepare the boat
to get underway.
Aye, sir. Admiral.
Mr. Tyler, please,
don't tell the other guys
I'm half German.
They'll hate me.
Yeah, sure thing, Wentz.
[Man On P.A.]
Prepare crew three.
Muster with First Lieutenant.
Prepare crew three.
Muster with First Lieutenant.
Duty Officer Lane
to the paint shop.
Duty Officer
to the paint shop.
You all right,
Mr. Tyler?
Tiptop, Eddie.
Tiptop.
Wanna thank you
for that liberty pass.
My girl
thanks you too.
You're a good man,
Mr. Tyler.
Heart's in the right place.
Just need to give it
some time.
Yeah, I heard
about what happened to you.
That's one of the advantages
of bein' seen and...
not bein' seen.
You'd be surprised
some of the shit
we mess-doers hear.
[Clattering]
Boy, don't go droppin'
my eggs.
Damn.
Excuse me, Mr. Tyler.
Look, all you gotta do
is pick 'em up with both hands,
boy, both hands!
Tyler!
When the hell were you
gonna tell me?
I hear this from the chief.
What do you want me to say?
He shit-canned me.
Now you're gonna transfer
to another boat.
Excuse me. Can either one
of you two tell me where I can
find the exec of this thing?
Yeah, that's me, mac.
Move your truck.
We'll unload shortly.
You'll unload it now.
Here's the manifest.
Get those crates
belowdecks.
Who the hell are you?
Marine Major Coonan,
Office of Naval Intelligence.
I'm goin' to sea with you boys.
That's my luggage.
You got a problem,
talk to Mr. Hirsch.
Clear!
Cast off all lines forward!
Cast off forward!
Take in all lines aft.
Cast off aft!
[Dahlgren]
Rudder amidships,
all ahead one-third.
All ahead one-third!
Bridge hatch shut.
Engine room, secure the diesels.
Shift propulsion to the battery.
Engine room, secure diesels,
shift propulsion to the battery.
Main induction
indicates shut.
Aye.
Green board, Skipper.
Very well.
Passing the 100-fathom curve.
On course, on time, sir.
Engine room reports
secured diesels, propulsion
switched to battery.
Very well.
All ahead two-thirds.
All ahead two-thirds, aye.
Mr. Emmett, take her down.
Make her depth 1-5-0 feet,
ten degree down bubble.
One-five-zero feet,
ten degree down bubble.
Aye, sir.
Chief of the watch,
sound the dive alarm.
Pass the word to 1 MC.
Open the main
ballast tank vents.
Aye, sir, passing the word.
[Man Chattering]
Dive, dive, dive.
Sir, main ballast tank vents
indicate open.
Aye. Both planes
dive, 15 degrees.
Both planes dive, 15 degrees.
All clear!
Decks awash.
Decks awash.
Aye, sir.
First time
on a submarine?
That's right.
Six-zero feet.
[Dahlgren]
Lower the scope.
Captain, engine room reports
minor flooding from shaft seals
and brine pump.
- Bilge is at 18 inches
and rising.
- Very well.
How deep does
this thing go?
She'll go all the way
to the bottom
if we don't stop her.
Normally we try not to get
below 150 feet.
Any deeper, the leaks
overwhelm the pumps.
These S-boats are antiques,
older than most of the crew.
One-zero-zero feet.
Aye.
Excuse me, Mr. Emmett.
Put a pipe patch on it,
lash it with marline.
The yard can fix it
when we get back to port.
Aye, sir.
Relax, gentlemen.
She's old, but she'll hold.
Last night, at 0300 hours,
a British destroyer reported
depth charging and sinking
a German U-boat.
However,
some time thereafter,
Allied direction finding
stations triangulated
a coded enemy radio signal...
to this position here,
near the chop line.
We believe the U-boat
was disabled, not sunk,
and is drifting eastward
on a four-knot current.
Now, French resistance reported
a resupply submarine...
sailed from the Lorient U-boat
pens yesterday afternoon,
with engine parts
and mechanics.
We believe
it's gonna rendezvous
with the disabled U-boat.
On board that U-boat is this.
- A typewriter?
- An Enigma code machine.
It allows the German navy
to communicate with
its submarines in secret,
and our inability
to decipher their messages
is costing us this war.
Mr. Coonan?
All right, this is basically
a Trojan Horse operation.
The S-33 will rendezvous
with the U-boat, posing as
the German resupply sub.
I will lead a boarding party
dressed in Kriegsmarine uniforms
to the enemy submarine.
We will take it by force
and secure the Enigma.
Any German survivors
will be transferred to the S-33,
and the U-boat will be scuttled.
The German resupply submarine
will arrive at the rendezvous...
and will assume
that the U-boat succumbed
to its wounds and sank.
The Germans must never suspect
we have the Enigma.
That is vital.
So it's a race?
Yes, effectively.
Who's the boarding party?
Well, since you're the X.O.,
you, sir.
Mr. Emmett, Mr. Larson,
Mr. Hirsch and nine
of your ship's company.
The captain, of course,
will remain onboard the S-33.
Mr. Coonan, our boys
are submarine sailors,
not combat Marines.
The boys onboard that U-boat
are sailors too.
Your men'll be
ready, Lieutenant.
I'll train them myself.
You've come
to the right boat.
[Grunting]
[Speaking German]
[Engine Sputtering]
[Clanking, Engine Stops]
[Whistle Blowing]
[Man Yelling In German]
Ahoy! Friends!
Stop!
We have many wounded!
Take us prisoner, please!
We'll be no trouble.
Give us a hand!
[Man Continues Shouting]
We need water...
and food!
We just want to get home!
Give us a hand!
We have no...
[Screaming]
I'm telling you, she was hotter
than Dorothy Lamour.
Really?
Yeah, I could tell
she was interested,
but she was classy,
you know?
The type of girl
that wants you to take her
to a country club dance.
Yeah? Like you've ever seen
the inside of a country club?
Hey!
Like I'd even want to,
all right?
Anyway, I can see
I'm not getting anywhere
with her,
so what I do is,
I use my secret weapon.
I tell her about the S-26.
Does the trick right away.
Don't be talking about that
while we're underway.
Why? What happened
with the S-26?
Yeah, what happened?
You guys don't know?
No.
No.
She was running a test dive
down off Norfolk.
Shaft seal failed.
She sunk to 400 feet.
Know how much water pressure
there is that deep?
Mazzola, you will be
the first one eating
powdered eggs on this cruise.
Keep it up, you hear?
[Knocking]
Come in.
This is our position, Captain.
We're still bucking
some pretty heavy seas.
I estimate us to be
about three hours
behind schedule.
I told Mr. Emmett
to run at flank speed
and hold off a trim dive...
until we make up
the lost time.
That's fine, Lieutenant.
You're a first-rate X.O.,
Andy.
A damn good submariner.
I know the men like you.
I'd give my life
for any one of them, sir.
I know you would.
I'm not questioning
your bravery.
The question is:
What about their lives?
You and Mr. Emmett
are good friends.
You went to the Academy
together.
Would you be willing
to sacrifice his life?
Or what about
some of the younger
enlisted men?
You know,
a lot of those guys look up
to you like a big brother.
You willing to lay
their lives on the line?
You see?
You hesitate.
But as a captain, you can't.
You have to act.
If you don't, you put
the entire crew at risk.
Now that's the job.
It's not a science.
You have to be able to make
hard decisions, based on
imperfect information.
Asking men to carry out orders
that may result in their deaths.
And if you're wrong,
you suffer the consequences.
If you're not prepared
to make those decisions...
without pause,
without reflection,
then you've got no business
being a submarine captain.
Tell Mr. Hirsch
I'd like a word with him,
would you?
Aye, sir.
More soup, Captain?
Thank you.
I wish I was going
with you, gentlemen.
I feel the same way
you do, Carson.
Gentlemen, I'd like
to propose a toast.
To the officers
and crew of the S-33...
and our distinguished guests,
Mr. Hirsch and Mr. Coonan.
- Success, gentlemen!
- Success.
- Success.
Captain Dahlgren, sir?
What is it, Wentz?
Chief says we've picked up
a radar contact at 0-7-0.
Very well.
Mr. Larson?
Signal lamp
off the starboard bow!
[Dahlgren]
I see it.
Pass the word along:
Submarine sighted
off the starboard bow.
Stand by to man
battle stations.
Aye, sir.
All right, here we go.
One last time.
Lieutenant Tyler's raft
gets from the conning tower aft.
My raft gets the gun crew.
And no one... no one...
shoots till I shoot first.
You read me?
[All]
Yes, sir.
Outstanding.
Lock and load.
It'll be all right, son.
Captain, I estimate
the German resupply sub has
a 14-knot speed of advance.
My latest plot puts them
at 12 hours away, sir.
Very well, Mr. Larson.
Captain, the boarding
party's ready, sir.
Await your go-ahead.
Put her low in the water.
I wanna give that U-boat as
little silhouette as we can.
Sir?
Prepare to disembark
the boarding party.
Aye, Captain.
If this thing goes south,
I will blow that Nazi boat
right out of the water.
Understood, sir.
Very well.
All set, Captain.
Now you listen to me.
You get them their damn trophy
and get the hell outta there.
- Aye, sir.
- The boys are gonna be fine.
I know they will, sir.
Good luck, Andy.
Good luck, Andy.
Godspeed, Skipper.
[Speaking German]
[Cheering]
[Panting]
Easy, Mr. Hirsch.
We're almost there.
We'll bushwhack 'em
real good.
All right,
we got 12 men topside,
three on the bridge,
four on the foredeck,
five aft.
Now remember:
Both rafts need to be tied up...
before we move.
Jesus H. Christ.
They got machine guns.
Steady, gentlemen.
Wait for the signal.
[Yelling In German]
Mr. Hirsch.
Mr. Hirsch.
- Hello the boat, you asshole.
- Shut up.
[Yelling In German]
Goddamn you, Hirsch,
say something.
[Yelling In German]
[Coonan] Let's go!
Board this thing!
Get out of the rafts!
Conning tower!
Move, move!
Clear the conning tower now!
- [Coonan Shouting]
- Another one there!
- Griggs is hit!
- Get him off!
Move, move!
Trigger, on the back!
Griggs! Griggs!
We gotta get inside!
Griggs!
[Tyler]
Chief, Tank, come down now!
Ready?
Quick, open it!
Fire!
Tyler, let's go!
Inside!
Cover your men!
Go, go!
Don't let 'em close it.
Don't let 'em close it!
Two, three, four, five.
Shut it.
Let's go. Go!
Get down! Go!
Go, go, go, go,
go, go, go!
[Coughing]
Get off him, get off him!
Don't move, don't move!
Get back, get back!
Just drop it! Drop it!
[Coonan]
Get 'em outta here!
Get 'em outta here!
Did they hit you?
I'm okay, sir.
Stern team, go!
Bow team, go!
I'm outta clips, sir.
You go ahead.
- Rabbit!
- All right, get 'em outta here.
Get 'em outta here! Let's go!
Get down! Down, down,
down, down! Get down!
All right, who's the captain?
Huh? Who's the captain?
Kapitan?
How about you, ugly?
You the captain, huh?
Trigger, if anybody moves,
you shoot 'em right here
in the forehead, understand?
Yes, sir!
All right.
[Machine-Gun Fire,
Shouting]
Hirsch, we got it.
[Panting]
[Shouting In German]
[Shouting]
[Speaking German]
Get down, down!
- Down there!
- Down, down!
Rabbit, check the bilge
for a scuttling charge.
Give me your weapon!
Move, sailor, move!
Aye, sir!
[Emmett]
Goddamn it, stay there.
- Hirsch, I think we got
the code books!
- That ink's running. Dry it.
It's water soluble.
Yeah, use the blankets,
use the blankets.
Nothing but pipes and valves,
Mr. Emmett.
Bow compartment secure.
[Yelling]
[Panting]
[Mazzola Yells]
Bunch of Marys.
[Eddie] How you doing?
You're number ten.
There you go.
You having a good night?
Uh-huh.
Ain't gonna be none
too happy you lost his boat.
Lucky number eleven,
let's go!
It's your first time
looking at a black man,
ain't it?
Get used to it.
Let's go!
Get over here!
[Coonan]
All right, hurry it up.
It's gonna be sunup in an hour.
- Fuse is burning, sir.
- All right, she's burning!
Let's get this raft loaded!
Let's move!
Sir, we got all the prisoners
transferred to the S-33.
Very well.
Hey, Andy.
[Coonan]
Make sure you got everything!
Get it in the raft!
Get everything belowdecks.
Let's go!
Everybody, belowdecks!
Get down!
Chief, take her down!
Aye, sir!
Let's go, Hirsch!
The Enigma!
Trigger!
Grab hold!
Trigger! Attaboy!
- Got it!
- Help me! Help me!
Oh, no! No!
[Screams]
[Tank]
We gotta get outta here!
There's still men in the water.
Let's go!
Chief, there's still men
in the water.
- Go!
- [Panting]
[Dahlgren]
Andy! Andy!
Go!
Dive!
Dive!
Take her down!
Take her down!
Dive!
[Panting]
[Shouting, Screaming]
[Chief]
Tyler, let's go!
[Panting]
- Chief, you find those vents?
- Everything's in German!
Rabbit, get to the torpedo room.
Where's the goddamn 1 MC?
Trigger, get on the helm!
Mazzola, take the planes!
Aye, sir.
[Chief]
Wentz, what about these?
I don't know.
There's no label!
Okay, those are the aft
ballast tanks vents!
These are the midship vents,
and these are the main
induction valves.
[Chief]
Make sure they're shut.
Tank, I need speed!
Get the screws turning.
The lights are on, so there's
got to be some power left.
I can't read this!
Rabbit, find out how many fish
we've got in the tubes!
Figure out how to launch 'em!
Go!
I can't read this!
Go help Tank, Hirsch.
Go, Hirsch!
Find the Christmas tree.
We've gotta make sure we don't
have any holes in the boat!
"Klar, klar, klar."
Wentz, what the hell is "klar"?
"Klar" means "clear."
All compartments secure.
White for green? No holes
in the ship! Dive the boat!
White for green.
Opening ballast vents!
Opening midship valves!
Opening midship vents!
This is forward trim, aft trim.
These are auxiliaries.
Main motor.
Auxiliary, auxiliary.
This is in meters.
Everything's in meters.
Passing 15 meters.
Recommend shutting
main vents!
- Make it so!
Wentz, get in the sound room!
- Yes, sir!
Make depth 20 meters.
Depth 20 meters, aye.
- Chief, take the dive!
- I have the dive.
At 20 meters. Bow planes
at zero. Control your depth
with the stern planes.
Bow planes at zero.
Controlling down
with the stern planes.
Oh, shit.
All ahead full, sir!
Batteries are flat
and draining fast!
[Wentz]
Mr. Tyler, I hear the S-33
breaking up. Wait.
I hold a submerged U-boat,
Real close.
Less than 1,000 yards.
Goddamn resupply sub.
What's our heading?
Two-eight-zero, sir!
All right, right full rudder!
Steady on 0-1-0!
Aye, sir!
Right full rudder.
Steady on course 0-1-0.
Tank, starboard back full.
Rabbit, get back to me.
Starboard back full.
Aye, sir.
- Watch your depth.
She'll squat.
- Rabbit!
We got four fish. Tubes
are flooded, but I can't open
the doors until I'm equalized.
I can't find the valve!
Wentz, help Rabbit!
Enemy submarine close aboard.
Torpedo in the water.
Torpedo in the water!
All right, belay that.
Wentz, stay where you are!
Hirsch, hotfoot it
to the torpedo room!
Helm, mark your head
every ten degrees.
Aye, sir.
- Now passing 3-2-0.
- Turn, baby, turn. Turn!
Equalizing valves. Holy shit!
What's what? This is crazy.
I can't equalize the tubes!
What do you need?
Equalizing valves!
Equalizing valves!
Valve?
Gyro?
No, drainage.
Drainage. No.
Now passing 0-0-0.
Swing, you bastard, swing.
Chief, stand by in case
we have to flood forward trim.
Impulse? Differential...
Pressure differential?
No.
Turn 'em!
Yes, turn 'em!
Which way?
Counterclockwise.
[Loud Screeching]
Torpedo missed.
It's in our baffles.
Two more torpedoes
in the water!
Best bearing to the U-boat:
0- 1-0.
Aye, Rabbit, get ready
to fire a spread.
Tubes one and two.
Zero gyro. Fire!
Rabbit, fire!
[Loud Screeching]
[Screaming]
What's going on?
What is that?
Wrong one!
The fish is stuck!
- We missed an interlock.
- Rabbit, get those fish out
before they blow!
Look for "impulse air"
or "firing air."
That was "impulse"
there and there!
One, two, away.
Lining up tubes three and four.
Three and four, fire!
All fish running
hot, straight and normal.
I think
they all missed, sir.
Shit.
[Wentz]
U- boat's breaking up!
I hear bulkheads collapsing.
The 33 boat, Mr. Tyler.
Let's take her up and look
for survivors, Chief.
Give me some rise
on the planes!
Rise on the planes, aye.
Deploy main ballast!
[Thunder Rumbling]
[Coughing]
[Grunting]
[Grunting, Coughing Continue]
Gotcha.
Oh, crap.
[Man Yelling]
Help!
Help!
Please! Help!
Help! Help!
[Coughs]
[Gasping]
[Coughing]
Do you speak English?
English.
Do you speak English?
What's your rank?
What do you do?
What's your job?
Your job.
"Job."
[Speaks German]
[Muttering]
[Makes Buzzing Sounds]
You're an electrician. Good.
You can us help squeeze more
juice out of them batteries.
Sir, I see the skipper.
Battery's dead.
Whatever juice was left
we used up when we maneuvered.
Battery's dead.
Whatever juice was left
we used up when we maneuvered.
What about the diesels?
[Tank]
Starboard's a wreck.
We need the dry dock to fix it.
Port side diesel's
the good news.
Whoever the Krauts had on it...
didn't know a piston head
from his sister's titty.
I think I can fix it.
Okay, Tank.
Do what you can.
Yes, sir.
[Tyler]
All right. Listen up.
We've decided on a course.
We're headin' for England,
Land's End.
It's the closest,
besides occupied France.
Rabbit, how many
torpedoes do we have?
Just one. It's in
the stern tube, which is busted,
bleedin' air from somewhere.
- Sir?
- Yeah, what is it, Trigger?
Can't we just use the radio...
fire off a Mayday
and wait for a rescue?
[Hirsch]
That's impossible.
If we transmit,
the Germans will direction-find
our position to a grid...
with their missing
two U-boats.
If they even suspect we have
the Enigma, they will change
their entire coding system.
And that would completely
negate the purpose
of our mission.
Mr. Tyler,
if we head for England,
we're gonna go straight through
the western approaches.
He's right. I mean,
that's Jerry's backyard.
[Tyler] Listen, guys.
It's full of U-boats.
And we've got nothing
to defend ourselves with.
Do you think I got
all the answers here?
Think I know how we're gonna
get out of this? I don't.
I don't know how.
- I say we use the radio.
- Nobody asked you.
- We use the radio
and take our chances.
- I said can it.
- It's what the captain
would have done...
- Captain's dead.
[Engine Whirring]
[Engine Starting]
[Mazzola]
This is crazy.
This whole thing is crazy...
riskin' our lives
over a typewriter.
[Wentz] It's not a typewriter.
The hell it ain't. It's got
buttons like a typewriter.
Yeah, well, it's not.
Whatever it is, it's crazy
we get killed over it.
[Chief]
The navy says it's important,
it's important.
The navy says
it's more important
than you, him, me, fine.
We're gonna die trying.
And that ain't crazy.
That's our job.
What I don't understand, Chief,
is how come you're not
in charge?
Scuttlebutt is Dahlgren
was kicking Tyler out
of the navy anyway, and...
[Chief]
You stow that shit
right now, sailor.
Lieutenant Tyler is your
commanding officer, and you will
respect that man as such.
Do you understand?
Yes, Chief.
Look at them
sons of bitches.
You know my pop
was a fisherman?
He had this old 60-footer
he'd run all over the gulf.
Noisy two-stroke diesel.
Rotten to the gunnels,
that thing.
I could scrub that deck
three times a day, and
it still stunk like fish.
And I swore I'd never skipper
a boat like that, Chief.
Hmm, I saw myself...
standin' on the bridge
of a battleship.
A real sea captain.
Mr. Tyler,
permission to speak freely?
Of course, Chief.
This is the navy,
where a commanding officer
is a mighty and terrible thing...
a man to be feared
and respected.
All knowing, all powerful.
Don't you dare say what you said
to the boys back there again...
"I don't know."
Those three words will kill
a crew, dead as a depth charge.
You're the skipper now,
and the skipper always knows
what to do, whether he does
or not.
- [Rabbit]
Aircraft off the port bow!
- Shit!
Real sorry, sir.
It dropped right out
of the clouds.
Rabbit, Trigger,
stand by the flak gun.
Sir.
Sir.
It's German.
Looks like long-range
reconnaissance.
What the hell's it doing
way out here?
[Mazzola]
Jesus, here it comes.
All right. Sit tight.
As far as he knows, we're all
playing on the same team.
Everybody wave.
Wave?
Sir, we're sittin' ducks.
If we shoot first, we can
blow 'em out of the sky.
We miss, he's gonna radio us in.
That plane's gonna be the least
of our problems.
This is crazy.
You're gonna get us killed.
He's comin' around.
He's comin' around!
He's attacking!
Rabbit, do something!
Mazzola, shut up.
Rabbit, ignore him.
Do something!
He's coming straight for us!
He's coming right at us!
Do something!
Acknowledge me,
Seaman Parker.
What are you waiting for?
Yeah, Rabbit! Shoot him!
Seamen Parker,
I'm ordering you!
Do not fire that weapon!
Get your finger off
that trigger!
Pull the trigger!
Pull the trigger!
We're gonna die!
Do it! Do it!
Come on!
Goddamn it, can't you see him?
[All Shouting At Once]
[Sighing]
[Grunts]
What the hell are you doin',
huh?
This is not
a goddamn democracy!
Mr. Tyler,
I see a mast on the horizon!
[Tyler]
Shit! That's a Nazi destroyer.
That plane must have been
runnin' a recon screen for it.
Clear the bridge!
Chief, secure the diesel
and dive the ship!
Dive the ship!
Aye, sir!
[Ringing]
[Ringing Continues]
[Tank Grunting]
[Grunting Continues]
[Grunting]
[Whirring]
We don't have a green board.
The engine room's not ready.
Vents won't open
We lost hydraulics.
Tank, secure the diesel and
rig the engine room for dive!
Tank, acknowledge!
Goddamn it! Mazzola,
go see what the hell's
going on back there.
[Grunts]
[Grunting Continues]
[Mazzola Yells]
[Gunshot]
[Gasping]
[Gasping Continues]
[Grunts]
[Gasping Continues]
[Gun Cocks]
Drop it, you Nazi
son of a bitch! Drop it!
[Moans]
Goddamn it.
I'm real sorry, Mr. Tyler.
Took me right off my feet.
Listen to me.
You've got to secure the diesel.
And find out why the vent valves
won't open now!
Yes, sir.
Goddamn it!
Eddie, get this
son of a bitch out of here.
Chain him to the bunks.
Make sure
his hands and feet are secure.
Put him into submission!
[Hirsch On Intercom]
Lieutenant, we have a problem!
Take care of it, Eddie.
Oh, shit.
Tell Tank to finish
those repairs. The destroyer
is sending a launch.
He needs five minutes,
Mr. Tyler!
We don't have five minutes,
Chief.
Lieutenant, the deck cannon...
If we fire a shell
below the water line...
It wouldn't do a goddamn thing.
No, that tub could take
a hundred shells.
What we need is
a working torpedo,
which we do not have.
Trigger, stand by on the flak gun.
When I give the word,
turn that launch into driftwood.
Yes, sir.
Gonna find out who we are
in about 60 seconds.
Trigger, ready on that weapon?
Chief, tell Tank he has
one minute...
and get Wentz and Rabbit up here
with the machine gun.
Hirsch, what happens when
they find out we're not German?
After they shoot us as spies,
they'll radio into headquarters.
They'll tell them
the Enigma's been compromised.
What if we take out their radio,
before they can notify anyone
about us?
How?
With that deck gun.
[Tyler]
It's gonna be one hell
of a shot, but we can do it.
Then we dive like hell,
and we get under them quick.
We lure 'em a little bit closer
to the continent, in range
of Allied air cover.
Then we call in an air strike.
Yeah, we call in
an air strike.
Son of a bitch cut off
pressure to the hydraulics.
We need to find
the stop valve.
Damn!
See that structure topside
with the big antenna
sticking out of it?
Yes, sir.
That's the radio shack.
You and Wentz get on the deck.
On my command, put a shell
right through the porthole.
Get to it, gentlemen.
Get to it.
[Both] Yes, sir!
[Speaking German]
[German Continues]
[Responds In German]
Tell them to go away,
Mr. Hirsch.
[Shouting In German]
[German Continues]
- Talk to me, Rabbit!
- Deck gun manned and ready
in all respects, sir!
Fire!
[Siren Wailing]
[Shouting In German]
Clear the deck!
All right.
[German Continues]
[Siren Continues]
Come on!
Dive! Dive!
Dive! Dive!
[Shouting, Gunfire Continue]
Come on.
Why aren't we diving?
Repairs aren't complete, sir.
Eddie, man the planes.
Tank, all ahead full.
Aye, sir!
Aye, sir!
Manning planes!
[Tank] All ahead full, aye!
[Tyler]
Nice shot, Rabbit.
That radio's history.
[German Continues]
Come on.
We're heading
right towards them.
That's right.
Their deck guns can't get to us
if we're in close enough.
Let's hope we can dive
and clear her keel.
That's it.
Hydraulics restored!
Thank you, Tank.
That did it. We're going under.
[Gunfire Continues]
Passing five meters.
Passing ten meters.
Fifteen meters.
[Chief]
Twenty meters.
[Nervous Chuckle]
[Tyler]
Trigger, left full rudder.
[Whispering]
Tank, all ahead two-thirds.
[Whispering Continues]
Contact maneuvering.
[Wentz]
Heavy cavitation.
- Splashes.
- Shit.
[Explosion]
[Explosion]
[Explosions Continue]
Step away from that bulkhead,
Mr. Hirsch.
The shock wave from one of these
explosions can snap your spine.
Chief,
you ever been depth charged?
Once, off Murmansk,
back in World War I.
One charge came so close,
it rattled four teeth
out of the skipper's head.
[Louder Explosion]
Wasn't even close.
[Electrical Buzzing]
[Motor Churning]
[Whispering]
Control, starboard E-motor's
seized up.
[Tank On Intercom]
The German must have
sabotaged it.
Goddamn it.
[Explosions Continue]
There's no way
we make it to Allied air cover
creepin' along on one shaft.
[Sonar Screeches]
[Screeches Continue
At Intervals]
[Explosion]
[Men Gasping]
[Men Grunting]
Get down!
[Coughing, Panting]
[Shouts]
[Men Coughing, Grunting]
[Shouts]
[Grunting]
Eddie, help Chief.
Ye-Yes, sir.
Mr. Chief, I got that.
[Both Grunting]
[Whispering]
Tank... you alive back there?
Yes, sir.
Good. Port ahead
two-thirds.
[Tank On Intercom]
Port ahead two-thirds.
Aye, sir.
Tank...
can you fix the stern tube?
I don't know, Mr. Tyler.
I don't want
an "I don't know."
Can you fix the torpedo tube?
Yes... or no?
Yes, sir.
I think I can.
Thank you, Tank.
Chief,
make depth 1-6-0 meters.
That's more than 500 feet.
[Tyler]
Take us down, Chief.
Aye, sir.
One-six-zero meters.
Twenty degrees dive,
both planes.
Twenty degrees dive, aye, sir.
[Eddie]
Mr. Tyler, sir,
uh, do you plan on going up
against a destroyer...
with only one fish in the tube
and a busted motor?
Yes, I am, Eddie.
How wise is that, Lieutenant?
[Tyler]
Not very.
But have a look. Chief.
There is no way
a two-knot submarine...
can get in firing position
against a 30-knot destroyer
unless we go deep.
At 160 meters,
we can shoot out a bunch of junk
from the forward tubes.
It will resurface
and create a debris field.
Now the destroyer's gonna go to
the center of that debris field,
shut off its engines to make it
real nice and quiet...
and do an acoustic search
to make sure we're dead.
But we're not.
See, we're here,
on our way
up to periscope depth.
All right, principle
of ascent velocity.
Our positive buoyancy pulls us
up and away from the destroyer.
And when we surface,
we'll be showing it our ass
at 700 yards.
That is a perfect setup
for a stern shot
on a stationary target.
Boom. It don't get
much prettier than that.
Boom. It don't get
much prettier than that.
All right, Mr. Tyler.
All right.
Passing 1-3-0 meters.
Very well. Rabbit,
I need you to load Mazzola's
body into tube three...
and put an escape jacket
onto him to make sure he floats.
Wanna shoot him out
like garbage?
His body
is gonna save our lives.
I'll say a few words
for him.
Hirsch, go with Rabbit.
Eddie, can you man both planes?
Yes, sir.
Mr. Tyler.
Yeah.
If you can't take out
that destroyer,
the danger is not
that some of us may die.
It's that some of us
may live.
These men have seen
and heard things...
that must not be revealed
to the enemy...
our secrets,
such as our radar
capabilities...
and our understanding
of German encryption.
If we fall into German hands
alive, we will be tortured
without mercy.
Either you succeed
in sinking that ship...
or you must see to it
that none of us survive...
to be captured.
We commend his soul
to God...
and commit his body
to the deep.
[Soldier Shouting In German]
[Wentz Whispering]
Mr. Tyler, contact is zigging.
Splashes.
Contact getting closer.
More splashes.
[Sonar Screeching]
Tank, line up to pump
engine room bilge to sea.
Yes, sir.
Rabbit,
fire the tubes.
Bye, Mazzola.
[Sonar Screeching Continues
At Close Intervals]
[Explosion]
[Explosions Continue]
They're setting them charges
too shallow.
[Metal Grinding]
[Explosions Continue]
[Grunting]
[Men Yelling]
[Yelling Continues]
Secure that air valve!
[Tyler]
Chief, what's our depth?
One-six-zero meters.
Zero the planes.
[Both] Zero the planes.
[Whispering]
Splashes!
They're too close together!
[Wentz]
I can't count them.
Chief,
take us to 200 meters.
[Tyler]
We're gonna get under
these damn things.
Chief,
take us to 200 meters.
Aye, sir.
Making my depth 200 meters.
Ten degrees dive,
both planes.
[Together]
Ten degrees dive.
Aye.
One-seven-zero meters.
Tank,
what's the status
on the stern torpedo tube?
There's a couple things wrong.
I can operate the muzzle door,
but I'm still working
on the impulse air.
One-eight-zero meters.
Mr. Tyler, depth gauge back here
says 180 meters.
[Tyler]
Thanks, Tank. I know.
Keep working.
One-nine-zero meters.
[Metal Groaning]
Two-hundred meters.
Zero the planes.
Zero the planes, aye.
Zero the planes.
[Metal Banging, Creaking]
[Explosion]
[Explosions Continue Above]
Mary, mother of God.
Those Krauts
sure know how to build a boat.
[Creaking]
[Tyler]
Chief, take us up!
Blowing negative!
Planes full rise!
Clockwise, Hirsch!
- Rabbit, help me out!
- Go! Go!
[Shouting, Indistinct]
Chief, are you seeing this?
Needle's off the scale!
We have to blow main
ballast tanks!
Do it, Chief!
[Grunting]
- She's still going down!
- Ballast tanks are bone dry!
[Chief]
I'm gonna try the trim tanks!
Come on, come on, come on!
She's going up!
She's going up!
[Grunting]
Mr. Tyler,
we're coming up.
But I've lost control
of the ballast tanks.
I can't stop our ascent.
Where are we
with the stern torpedo?
Piping's damaged.
There's a break in the air line,
so there's no pressure
to launch a torpedo.
I tried to bypass the leak,
but it's way back in the bilge
underwater.
There's no way to reach it.
I can't fit.
Can somebody else
get to it?
I don't know.
Maybe somebody smaller.
That's Rabbit or Trigger.
[Eddie]
Comin' up on 200 meters.
You gotta pick one.
Trigger.
Trigger,
lay aft with Tank.
Move it, son.
You got a job to do.
See, we got no air pressure
to fire the torpedo.
One of these pipes is busted
and leaking air.
How am I gonna find it?
You'll see bubbles coming out.
A lot of 'em.
Find the isolation valve
aft of the leak
and crank it down.
Got it?
Yeah.
I rigged this hose
so you can breathe through it.
Now listen to me.
As soon as you finish,
you get out of there.
Okay?
Yeah.
[Whispering]
I can hear her.
Making slow turns.
She just stopped her screws.
I think they see the debris.
I think they're buying it.
One-eight-zero meters.
Chief, can you slow our ascent?
We are not ready.
Can't, sir.
We got a one-way ticket
topside.
If we surface without
a torpedo to fire, we're dead.
[Gasps]
There's two air leaks.
I got one, but the other one's
way in the back.
I need some more slack
on the hose to get to it.
That's all there is.
Shit.
One-five-zero meters.
[Tapping]
I hear Morse code.
What the hell is it?
Are they signaling us?
[Tapping Continues]
What's it saying, Wentz?
"I am U-571. Destroy me."
[Chief]
Coming up on 9-0 meters.
[Wentz]
Sir, she's started
her engines again.
[Sonar Screeching]
[Tank On Intercom]
No go, Mr. Tyler.
He can't reach.
Trigger, in one minute
we're gonna hit the surface.
Do you understand me?
Now you've got
to go back in there and try.
I wouldn't ask you if
our lives didn't depend on it.
Sorry, sir.
I can't reach it.
No, no, Trigger.
Now listen to me.
You can reach it,
and you will.
Now you are gonna close
that valve.
Sir, I can't!
You're the only chance
we've got.
Now you're gonna go
back down in that bilge,
and you're gonna do
your job, sailor.
Report to me the instant
that torpedo's ready to fire.
Yes, sir.
Thirty meters.
Talk to me, Wentz.
Destroyer is under way.
Steady bearing.
They're closing our position.
Shit!
Come on, Trigger!
[Chief]
Twenty meters.
Hold on.
We're gonna surface.
Raising scope.
Got her.
She's heading right for us.
Helm, come right ten degrees.
Aye, sir!
Watch your bow planes.
Aye, sir.
Watching my bow planes.
Tank, start the diesel.
All ahead full!
Port diesel ahead full!
Shit,
they've got us bracketed.
Incoming!
[Shouting]
We're hit! We're hit!
- Wentz, get in here!
- Eddie, secure that hatch!
[Shouting]
Tube still not ready!
- Request permission
to abandon ship!
- Not yet, Chief.
[Shouting Continues]
[Gasps]
Control, aft torpedo ready
in all respects!
Hold us right there, Rabbit.
Hold us steady right here.
Steady on bearing 8-0 degrees!
Fire!
Tank, fire right now
or we die!
[Panting]
[Whispering]
Come on, come on.
[Speaking German]
Torpedo!
[Shouting In German]
[Siren Wailing]
[Explosion Continues]
[Gasping]
[Sighs]
Well, that blew 'em
right in half.
[Sighing]
Hell, Mr. Tyler,
if you ever need a chief,
I'd go to sea with you
anytime.
Thank you, Chief.
Tank, you okay?
Trigger drowned.
That kid didn't give up,
did he?
Neither did you, Mr. Tyler.
[Submarine Rumbling]
We can't keep her afloat
much longer, sir.
Let's abandon ship.
[Muttering]
Mr. Tyler.
Mr. Tyler.