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Sam? Sam, is that you?

It's me. I'm okay.

Listen to me. I don't know
what you've heard,

but I can explain it all.

I just need to get home first.

Marcus Chaplin has been deemed

unfit for command,
as has his XO.

Your government
now considers them
enemy combatants.

You guys bug out of Pakistan
with a wounded man,

and a few hours later
the US is nuking the joint?

How do you connect the dots?

Marcus Chaplin claims
that the nuke order

sent to the Colorado came
through the Antarctic network.

You're uniquely qualified
to do something about this.

Uniquely qualified
to risk my own ass

to help you save
your daughter?

You really think you can break
that kind of devotion?

Well, she's got faith.
She's in love.

Those things are curable.

The government detained me!

They're lying
about what happened
to the Colorado!

I am a US citizen,
and I will not be silenced!

Sedition, treason, terrorism.

Not to mention
you stole a US warship

and fired a nuclear weapon
at Washington, DC.

To prevent
American B-1 bombers
from annihilating my crew,

and thousands
of innocent civilians!

You are currently holding
141 US sailors

against their will,
71 of whom signed a list

formally requesting that they
be relieved of their duties
on this island.

Curry doesn't know that.

These men have families, sir.
They have wives.
They have children.

Military families
who knew precisely...

They didn't sign up for this!

Are we still
role-playing here?

The mock debate was your idea.
If it's not useful...

It is useful. Ask yourself,

why the sudden willingness
to negotiate?

China's rattling her sabers
over Taiwan,

and our little distraction
is the last thing that
this administration needs.

We have one shot
to get this right.

In two hours,
you'll be face-to-face

with Secretary of Defense
William Curry,

who happens to be
an extremely cunning
son of a bitch.

Control your feelings,

or I guarantee
Curry will control them
for you.

I only have beans
for two more weeks,
so if you're going to jump,

please wait
until I finish my cafe.

No, I'm okay.

I know. Don't say it.

I, uh, I look like
an ice cream man.

I was going to say perhaps
it's true what they say
about a man in uniform.

Well, company's coming.

Captain wants to put on
a show, so...

I think this can only be good.
You'll talk, they'll talk.

They want their submarine,
you want to go home.

It's not that simple.

Excuse me, sir.

Ma'am, I think
you should come down here.

I'm glad you're here.

We seem to have a bit
of a catastrophic problem.

I thought you said
we're out of coffee.
What is it?

Array 31 pegged out
and took down half
the northern perimeter.

What does that mean?
What's he talking about?

You see that string
of green lights?

That's our sonar array line.

It keeps submarines
from sneaking up
and killing you.

Now, you see
that part that's off? Yeah.

That means that part
is, uh, you know, off.

This is the XO.
Man battle stations.
Man battle stations.

Possible enemy
contact 26 miles
from range point 42...

It's not an attack.

Hold that order.
Stand by. Excuse me?

The array was supposed to
have its battery serviced
last month.

It's a dead battery?
Are you kidding me?

How long will it take
for you to fix?

The array's 300 feet below
the surface, man.

We don't fix it. Who fixes it?

The United States Navy.

Should I get you the number?

I'm gonna be with the Captain
in negotiations,

so you're gonna take
the Colorado
and a small detachment.

Diver, engineering,
sonar, weps... Yes, sir.

Listen, we have every reason
to believe that this
is just a dead battery,

but the same day that Curry
and his entourage arrive,
we can't rule anything out.

So, you ready
for your first command?

Aye, aye.
Won't let you down, sir.

I know you won't. Dismissed.

Daddy finally let you
take the car out
of the driveway?

Don't worry, sir.
I'll keep her out of trouble.

So where is he? James?

I'm not his keeper.

Well, maybe you could get
Petty Officer King
a message for me.

A critical underwater
sonar array has failed,

and I'm tasked with leading
the repair operation,

so I need a diver, a good one.

One who's trained in Trimix...

Do you want
to write this down?

Fine. Two of the SEALs
in his unit,

Fisher and Vogler,
are certified deep solo.

I need James to tell me
which one's best.

You are joking, right?
Oh, look, I found him.

Vogler's never been below 250.

So Fisher it is, then.

You don't have to do this.
But I do.

If the US Navy finds out
the array line's down,

they'll drop 50 guys
just like you

to double-tap our skulls
while we sleep, so...

You need a diver.

I'm a diver. You volunteering?

I thought you were done
with these people, James.

We leave 0800. Get your gear.

You know, that's the thing
with these SEAL boys.

They'll do just about anything
for a thrill.

That's Curry, all right.

Looks like we got
12 MPs with M4s.

Sir, you're not gonna
believe this.

White House adviser
Amanda Straugh.

Good. It seems
we have the president's
full attention.

No. Pan left.

What the hell
is Grace's father doing here?

Oh, they think
they're dealing with
a gunman in a bell tower.

They brought an old friend
to talk me down.

There's not a man among you
who's not worried
about his family,

and how this is all gonna end.

My orders to you are simple.

Don't.

Don't show these people
your doubt.

We are only as strong
as we are unified,

and only as unified
as we appear to be.

Show these people our resolve,

and there's a chance
for all of us
to go home today.

You heard the man! Fall in!

I bring a message
from your president.

Any person who no longer
wishes to be a party

to this treasonous act,
step forward now.

We will protect you.

Very well!

So shall you hang.

Admiral.

Where's Marcus? He's waiting.

Grace is fine, sir. I'm sorry.

We didn't expect you
to be here.

She's currently
embarked on the sub.

Who's in command?

Sit-Rep, Master Chief.

Interrogative, ma'am.

Why is there
a French girl on my boat?

She's vital to the mission.

Are we planning a retreat?

Do you have a report or not?
Yes, ma'am.

COB reports
that he's crewed canoes
with more men than this.

We've got
our Communications Officer
piloting the boat.

We have six non-quals
spread in between weapons
and engineering.

Maybe we can run,
maybe we can fight,

but we sure as shinola
cannot run and fight.

Thank you, Master Chief.
That'll be all.

Hope you folks brought
your water wings.

That will be all, COB.

Grace, you can
stand on that conn
till the rapture comes.

Still don't make you
my Captain.

Mr. Cahill,
make your depth 3-1-0 feet,
10 degree down angle.

And watch your cavitation.

The fence is down. We may have
uninvited guests.

Ten degree down angle, aye.
Passing the trench now, sir.

I mean, ma'am.

Either will do, Mr. Cahill.

How long do you expect to hold
out here, Marcus?

A month? Two? Four?

Of course,
you're losing people
left and right.

How long before
the rest of these boys
turn on you,

break out the piano wire?

Because they will.
After the monsoons.

Fields flood,
starvation starts.

Did you come
with an offer or not?

An offer? I came
to clean up a mess.

You launched a nuclear missile
at your own country.

You detonated two
in Pakistan without
a declaration of war.

You fired a tomahawk missile
at your own...

At a rogue submarine
in contravention
of direct orders, yes.

Direct, unlawful,
unconfirmed orders.

I confirmed them!
I meant by somebody
with authority.

Do not talk to me
about your quaint ideas
of right and wrong.

We are not here
because of your
principles, son.

We are here
because of your failure...

to do your duty,
to follow orders,

to simply turn a key
and press a button.

My god, a pair
of chimpanzees could do
what you could not.

You want my offer?

My offer is this...

...treason.

Sam Kendal, Marcus Chaplin,

Grace Shepard,
and all officers

present on the conn that day

will appear before
a military tribunal.

What about my crew?

Seven years each
in a federal penitentiary.

No parole.

Now, we are willing
to forego the death penalty
in light of the circumstance

regarding the unfortunate
death of Captain Chaplin's
son Jeffrey.

You want me dead,
you want to silence me,
you want to kill my crew?

You had your shot,
you son of a bitch!

You missed! Look closely.

I am not a politician.

If you say my son's
name again, I swear

I will crush the jelly
from your eyes.

Okay. Easy, easy, easy.

Easy!

Easy.

Get them down. We're okay.

We're okay. We're okay.

We're okay.

He's not well, Sam.

You still have something
to live for.

Don't tie it all
to a man with nothing to lose.

What the hell happened
to "show no emotion"?

You're breaking
your own rules, sir.
I'd like...

Sir!

He pissed me off.

He pissed you off?

That is the one man right now

who has the power
to send us all back home!

To send us to prison.

It's a negotiation!

We give a little,
they give a little.

I know how it works. Really?

'Cause the man I saw
in there seemed completely...

Go on. Say it.

I could do five years, sir.

I could do six. Stop it!

If it gets us back home,
and no more people die,
I could do it!

Is that how you want
this to end?

It's not what I want,
it's what I can get.

Who taught me that?

And what did I teach you
about honor?

You know I will follow you
all the way down if you ask.

But the apology you want
is not coming, sir.

That is the United States
of America in there!

And they do not apologize!

Pay close attention
to your air reserves.

And watch the tether.
It's our only communication.

If you lose the tether,
maintain your depth.

If the current drags you up
too quickly...

I get bent. My joints explode.

My brain embolizes.
I've seen it.

This isn't my first
rodeo, okay?

She don't know
what a rodeo is, kid.

Oh, we have rodeo in France.

Nah. Nah.

Oui. Horses, cows, cowboys.

There's no such thing
as a French cowboy, lady.

French is the opposite
of cowboy.

Cowboy is like Will Rogers,
John Wayne, Clint Eastwood.

Robert Duvall?

Now you're getting it.
Duvall is French.

You take that back.

We're coming up
on the array now.

I want everyone sharp,
at their stat...

Tell me that's not
the drill you're using.

Yes.

It looks like a jackhammer.

The bolts
in the battery casing
are 10 inches long.

No. Get him a wrench, COB.

A wrench? I'll suck down
my first tank before I pull
the first screw.

You rev that thing out there,
and any sub within 10 miles

is gonna put a Mark-48
torpedo in our ear hole,
and we'll all be dead.

Why wasn't I told about this?

It's the job of the Captain
to review all
the mission assets.

I was assigned this mission
half an hour ago.

Fine. Use the drill,
but make it quick.

What? You need to think
this through, Lieutenant.

You let your ego
drive the boat,
people will get dead.

You said Grace
wouldn't be charged
along with Marcus and Sam.

And we'll reduce the charges
against your daughter

when you convince
the Captain to accept
our terms.

I've known Marcus
for 30 years.

He will stand on principle.

Nothing I can say
is going to change that.

I have a message
from captain Butler
of the Illinois.

He believes he's found a gap
in their sonar array line.

How long before
he finds the Colorado
and sinks her?

Those are American sailors
on that submarine.

Some say they're criminals.

Now I won't enjoy
giving the fire order,

but when the time comes,
I will give it,
just as you would.

So convince your friend
to settle.

All right, I'm on the array.

Good. Secure the tether.
I'm starting the clock.

Vis 100 feet.
Can't see the boat.

We're right below you, James.
Proceed with repair.

First remove the bolts
from the battery casing.

Damn it. Who heard that?

Who didn't, ma'am?
We have noise propagation

above and below the thermal
for 15 miles.

All right, people,
it's a party, and we just
became the pi�ata.

Petty officer King,
as fast as you can, please.

Are you trying
to get us killed?

(JAMES WHISTLING
THE STAR-SPRANGLED BANNER)

Unbelievable.

Mr. Kendal says
you have an offer?

I want a trial for me
and my officers.

Secret court-martial
can certainly be arranged.

You misunderstand.
I demand a public trial
in a civilian court...

Cameras, jury,
amnesty for my enlisted men.

You really have
lost your mind.

You said
he was serious, Kendal.

And only after you've
agreed to those terms

will we discuss
the six Navy SEALs

I picked up
off the coast of Pakistan.

Must be all this ocean air.

I'm famished.
Shall we break for lunch?

Lunatic thinks this is a game.

The Illinois
is through the perimeter.

Two 688i's inbound.

Hunt her down.

I want to know the moment
you find that sub.

James, check your pressure.

Copy that. One more bolt.

James, you need to hurry.

Maybe they didn't hear it.

Maybe they're
in another sector
and they didn't...

New contact, 2 688-class subs

bearing 0-7-1,
range 16,000 yards.

Sixteen K?
They're too far away.

With a little luck,
we'll be out of here
before they fi...

New contact, Virginia class.

Much have come out
of our baffles, ma'am.

It's the Illinois.
She's close.

You gotta dive
the boat, Lieutenant.

No! He's still outside!

Active sonar.
She's looking for us.

Dive the boat now. Quiet!

I know what I'm doing.
He's dead if we dive!

Contact coming about.
Heading 1-4-9.

Grace.

Helm, left full rudder!
Emergency deep!

Take us down, Mr. Cahill.

James, cut the tether. James?

Do you copy? Cut the tether.

What? No. I'm screwed
without the tether.

Don't do it!

Passing test depth.

Wait. Did he cut loose?

We're at 1,400 feet, Sophie.

If he's attached, he's dead.
Now be quiet.

Mr. Cahill,
all stop 1500 feet.

Hover the ship.
Let's make like a hole
in the water.

Ma'am, I'm tracking two,
make that three contacts

pinging actively
at staggered depth.

Search pattern.
They got us covered.

We move now, we die.

Half the Middle East
is up in arms.

Riots in Bahrain, Oman, U.A.E.

China's navy is amassing
around Taiwan.

And my voicemail
is full of Congressmen
bitching about $8 gas.

Maybe next time you guys
nuke a country,
you'll think it through.

Well, it happened.

And now it's up to people
like you and me,
responsible people.

What do you want?
Marcus Chaplin's wife
died of cancer.

One son K.I.A. in Afghanistan,

the other son ran off
to save the whales,

hasn't talked to Marcus
in years.

When a man loses everything,
all he has left is his cause.

So ask yourself...

Is his cause
still the same as yours?

I'll see you inside.

Look, I make deals, Sam.
That's all I do.

And the man I see,
I can tell you
he doesn't want one.

What he wants is martyrdom.

Watch him. You'll see.

Oh, I never thought
we'd use those weapons.

Not again.

Now that we have,
I don't even know why.

Two days ago,
81 countries moved
for a formal condemnation

of the United States
on the floor of the UN.

In DC, I have almost half

of the former joint chiefs
ready to forcibly remove
this president.

And they're all
counting on you

to hold fast on this island
until the time is right.

To be part of the story
that doesn't fit...

The living, breathing
symbol of the lie.

I've wanted to be
a lot of things, Arthur,

but a symbol
was never one of them.
Oh, yeah?

Well, we don't get to choose
our fate, do we?

If I have a chance to bring
my people home today,

I may have to take it.

Yeah, well, I want
my daughter home, Marcus.
I do.

But I don't know what
that home is becoming.

No, I don't need
a reservation.

That's my table always,
right there.

Uh, that table's reserved.

I know it's reserved.
It's reserved for me.

I would like to speak
with Rogelio.

I'll wait. Excuse me.

Oh. Yeah. I think that's about
the same time that I...

So you sleep with me,
and then you steal

my hard drive
while I'm in the shower.

That makes two times
you screwed me,

and I'm still not sure
which was more disappointing.

Hi, Mimi. Kylie. Hi.

Catch a powder,
or I'll erase you

off every guest list
in the city.

Mimi Vanderholt?

The girl is an accessory
to her own handbag.

You just don't know when
to stop, do you?

I'll stop when
you make this right.

Help me get my data back.

Why can't you just play along
like everyone else?

Because it turns out
everyone else
is a backstabbing hypocrite.

You were
a backstabbing hypocrite.

I liked that about you.

What happened?

It's too late. You're out.

You just went from being us
to being them.

I'm gonna miss you.

Excuse me?
Get your hands off me.

Could you come with me, ma'am?

Now.

This way.

CHRISTINE ON TV: They're lying
about what happened
to the Colorado!

I am a US Citizen,
and I will not be silenced!

I want the truth,
and you should, too!

They ever gonna stop
showing this nut job?

Why aren't you reporting
about them, huh?

The government detained me!

They are lying about...

It's never gonna stop, is it?

No.

That's what makes it so hard.

I know what it's like
to find out the person we love

isn't who we thought
they were.

What is this?
What does this mean,
"potential buyer"?

The government has 32 e-mails
that are encrypted

between Sam and Marcus Chaplin

detailing their plan
to defect to China
and sell the Colorado.

That's insane.
Sam would never do...

We can lose somebody
and never know.

They go away, they come back,

some part of them
doesn't return.

Some part
that they kept secret,

maybe even to themselves,
until the moment...

Stop.

Please just... Just stop.

Sam was different
when he came home

from North Korea, wasn't he?

Used to do this
when I was a kid.

Cape Fear.
My daddy was a crab man.

I find that hard to believe.

What, that I come
from humble folk?

That you were ever a child.

You know, I think you like me
more than you let on.

No? Well, I like you.

I think some part of me
even admires

what you're trying to do here.

Carving out your own
little piece of the world.

Is that what you want?

'Cause I could
give that to you.

You know what I want.

God, you're a stubborn man.
You want your day in court.

Do you have any idea
what's happening out there?

You got the ball
rolling, Marcus.

It's all up for grabs now,

alliances shifting,
frontiers opening up.

You're moving the third fleet
towards Taiwan.

Will it be enough?

Suddenly you could use
the ships you've got
blockading my island.

All you have to do

is give me the chance
to tell the truth
in open court.

We are reshaping
the face of this planet,

and you want to stand
on a soapbox
and plead for the truth?

You think that makes you
a hero? It doesn't.

It makes you a fool.

Because in the end,
the truth is gonna be
whatever we say it is.

And this place,
you, these people

are gonna be a little footnote

in a story about
how a broken nation

asserted itself
in the cause of freedom

and became a great empire
once again.

What you did to Pakistan...

Do you ever wonder
how history will judge you?

God... It's so beautiful
here, isn't it?

Sir, are you
honestly taking a nap
right now?

Well, Curry knows
that delay heightens
tension in one's opponent.

Anxiety begets uncertainty.

You really should
breathe, Sam.
I am breathing. I'm breathing.

I'd like to keep it that way.

It gives us time
to doubt the possibility
of our desired outcome.

We doubt, we settle for less.

And when exactly
do we say yes?

What's our bottom line?

You know what it is.

I want to hear you say it.

To go home.

They're coming.

What is it, Arthur?

Something's up. There's a lot
of radio chatter,

and Straugh's
on the sat phone.

My daughter's out there.

Your daughter
has become a very
capable officer, Arthur.

She can handle it.
My apologies for the delay.

I have with me here an offer.

Very well. Your president
was feeling generous.

He has authorized...

Don't react.
The E.W.S. reports three
fast attack submarines

circling Grace's
last known position.

If they've found her...

If they had found her,
we'd already be dead.

Are we boring you, Captain?

Yes. But I'm listening.

He's got nine minutes
of air left.

Still searching
active sonar, ma'am.

They bounce a ping
off our hull,

they're gonna come
down here and punch
our clock for good.

It's just a matter of time.

I know the score, COB.
Thank you.

James is still up there.
He could be alive.

If we make a break
for James now,

there's a good chance
those attack subs hear us.

I can't outrun them.
We wait for them to bug out.

You think you can decide
who lives and who dies?

You're not God.
On this ship, I am.

And if anyone else
has a problem with that,

you're more than welcome
to step outside.

Every blown the tanks
on a boomer, Mr. Cahill?

Not from this depth,
ma'am, no.

You'll do fine.
Just watch your bubble.

There'll be some debris.
Debris, ma'am?

If we can get this boat
up to firing depth,

we show them our teeth,
we force them to back off.

Chief of the boat,
you tell your men
to ready torpedo tubes

one through four
in all respects.

You can't shoot it out
with fast attack submarines.

Do you need me
to repeat the order?

No, ma'am. Good.

What's happening?

Captain's got sand
in her swimsuit,

so we're all headed
to the grand rodeo in the sky.

You runaway bastards
probably can't hear me.

The battery packs
are going in now.

So, you know, you're welcome.

I'll just be here
waiting for my ride.

That is really good.

You don't have to say that.

No, I mean it.
Really, that's really good.

Who taught you to cook?

My wife.

You're married? I'm not.

I just can't bring myself
to say the "ex" part yet.

Sorry. That's all right.

Two years ago.

Had to learn
how to feed myself.

Learn how to do
a lot of things, actually.

It's surprising
how much you can
come to rely on someone.

When Donna left,
took me a long time
to remember who I was.

It's strange, you can fall
so far into a person

that you just
sort of disappear.

You kind of become
the space around them,

and when they leave it's like,

"Well, now that she's gone,
do I even exist?"

You know?

I could stay the night
if you want.

Not like that. I just meant
in the guest room if you...

You can't ask that.

Yeah, I know, I... I'm sorry.

Uh... You'll be
all right here? Mm-hmm.

Okay.

I've tried to help you here.

The President's given you
an honorable way out.

This president doesn't know
the meaning of the word.

Be careful, sir.
You are dealing
with people's lives.

In fact, I imagine
our presence here

has become rather
inconvenient for him.
For all of you.

Our president currently enjoys
a 68% approval rating, so...

I'm sure he does.

George Bush I won Desert Storm
on 28 February, 1991.

Twenty-one months later,
he was voted out of office.

So don't talk to me
about polls. I want my trial.

And who do you think's
going to believe a traitor?

Oh, I have hard evidence
of the whole sordid thing...

from my new navy SEAL pals.

No, you don't.

You should have killed
those SEALs
when you had the chance.

Amnesty for your crew
and junior officers.

You return my submarine,
my SEALs.

You and the XO plead guilty to
a violation of article 92.

Two years protective custody.

No.

Sir, can we take a break
and discuss...

No. 18 months.

Captain...
I want a public trial,
Mr. Curry.

That's never gonna happen.

So be it.

I'll invite the cameras
here and try you
and the president in absentia.

Coming?

Did you ever give a damn
about getting home?

Sam, if you have objections...

Maybe you have nowhere
to go, but I do.

And so does your crew.

And, what, you're just gonna
let them all burn for the sake
of your damn truth?

My truth?

My truth?

Sam, new offer.

Get my boat back,

and I promise
you and Grace Shepard

will never see
the inside of a prison.

I will guarantee your safety
in the country of your choice
with your beautiful wife.

Don't let him drag you down
with him, Sam.

Doesn't get better than this.

You got a deal.

You put that in writing,
you got your sub back.

Deal. Let's get out of here.
Come on! Let's go!

This is the Captain.

My father once told me
never to bet more than
I was willing to lose.

By now, you all know
my intentions.

I mean to engage our enemy
and put this vessel
in harm's way.

Every life on this boat
will be at risk.

It's more than I'm willing
to lose.

But I'm not betting
on this boat,

I am betting on you,
because you sailors

are a sure thing.

Carry on.

Here they come.
2,800 yards to target.

Mr. Cahill, all ahead flank
on my mark.

Mark.

Twenty knots. Twenty-one.

Twenty-two knots.

We're cavitating.
What does that mean?

That means company's coming.

Mr. Cahill, up angle,
30 degrees.

Contact, bearing 1-1-7,
range 5,000 yards.

She's coming about.

On your horse, Mr. Cahill.

Aye, ma'am. 23 knots.

Come on, girl.

I need you up here, COB.

New contact, 4,100 yards!
It's the Illinois.
Bearing 2-1-3.

Ma'am, she's acquiring.

You provoked me.

You wanted me to react.

Yes. To get the best deal.

To get you and Grace home.

I was under the impression
that we trust each other.

I trust your instincts, Sam.

Curry was never
gonna go all the way
unless he could split us.

Negotiation is theater.

I had to be certain
your emotion would be
read as real.

It was real.

I know.

Secret executive order
number 1349.

I trust you'll
find it to your liking.

We do not care where you go.

We do not care what you do.

But if you breathe a word
about any of the events
of the past week,

this agreement shall be void,
and so shall you.

Can you abide by these terms?

I can.

You shall be remanded
immediately to our custody
for court-martial.

I'll go willingly.
I ask only that I be allowed
to address my crew.

Of course.

What are you doing?
This offer has expired.

Why? Mr. Secretary.

Excuse me,
where are you going?
We had a deal!

What the hell just happened?
I don't know.

Captain Butler has
a firing solution
on the Colorado.

Awaiting your order.

Kill her. Kill her now.

Captain Butler,
Amanda Straugh.

Authentication 0-1-2-2...

Hold your fire!
Hold your fire!

Come on. Come on!

MAN ON RADIO:
Illinois is standing by.

Awaiting confirmation
of fire order.

We have the shot now, ma'am.
Ma'am?

Illinois closing. 3,000 yards.

Dive, 30 degrees up angle!
Helm right full rudder!

Shake that son of a bitch.

Coming about 30 degrees
off our starboard quarter.

He's got us
dead to rights, ma'am.

Distance to target?
1,400 yards, ma'am.

We're not gonna make it.

At least we won't die dry.

1,300 yards to target!

Why haven't they fired?
Mechanical failure.

On both ships?

Well, maybe they don't
want to hit a girl.

How did you ever stay married?
Stayed deployed.

Maintaining 1,200 yards.
Both contacts
still back there!

Nobody's this lucky.
Somebody bought us time.

Let's not waste it.
Open doors one,
two, and three.

Aye, aye. Doors open.

Closing on target.
Ma'am, we got a shot.

Ready torpedoes. On my order.

Ah! I need a radio!

Get me a radio!

Captain Butler,
this is Secretary of Defense
William Curry!

I order you to fire!

Fire!

Torpedoes away.
Target acquired.

Ma'am, Illinois
just opened her doors.

She's gonna shoot.
Illinois torpedo in the water!

Went active
right out of the gate.

Where are my fish, COB?

Seven seconds to impact.
Five... Four...

Three... Two...

One.

Left full rudder,
up angle 20 degrees!

Take me into the debris,
Mr. Cahill!

Left full, up 20, aye!

Chief Pitts, where are
those torpedoes?

Tracking wide, ma'am.
It's lost us.

Helm all stop! Emergency blow
all main ballast tanks!

600... 550...

450...

Secure the blow!
Mind your bubble!

300... 200 feet.
Approaching firing depth.

Sonar, contacts?
Are they tracking?

Negative, ma'am. It worked.

We left them down there
circling the plume.

Level off.
Open my missile doors.

Stand by
for E.H.F. transmission.

Attention to all forces
in the area of Sainte Marina.

This is the captain
of the SSBN Colorado.

As you can see
on your satellites,
our doors are open,

and we have four nukes spun up
and aimed at DC.

Kindly remove your forces
from the 200-mile perimeter.

Thank you
for your cooperation.

I have a gun.

Sorry about the pop-in.

Only way to dodge
the news vans out front.

Who the hell are you?
Kylie Sinclair.

I believe the administration
set your husband up,
Mrs. Kendal.

And if you're
willing to help me,
I can prove it.

You want some coffee?

Any sign of life?

No, ma'am.

I used to drink
with this Senior Chief
at Subic named Disco.

We must have
hit every hooch hole
in Olongapo,

till one night Disco fell in
with this little honey ko
from the boom boom bar.

And I'm not talking
some four-day marriage.

I'm... I'm talking actual,
factual love.

That's beautiful, COB.

End of liberty,
disco was flat broke,

and honey ko
was gonna cut him off,
but I'm a romantic.

So I tell Disco
I'll give him 10 bucks

for every minute he holds
his head in the Koi pond.

Cost me $50.

Is there a point
to this story?

Point is, he was a Navy SEAL.

There! Did you hear that?

Uh, ma'am...

I think maybe...

Tapping?

Very faint, but...

Yes!

That's Morse code. 50 feet.

Port side, 20 degrees.
On that heading!

All stop.
Stand by to retrieve.

What's he saying?

You don't want to know, ma'am.

So what is it you do, exactly?

It's what I did that matters.

I put a very unique
piece of equipment

on Sam's submarine,
and I believe this equipment

recorded information
that certain powerful people

would like to keep
very secret.

So where is it?

Stolen, by a secret cabal
as part of a government
cover-up.

Trust me, I know exactly...
I believe you.

Good, because I intend
to flush every one
of these rats into the light.

But here's the thing.

My, um, access is a bit
limited at the moment.

So that's where you come in.

What do you want me to do?

I want you to make some noise.

I know how frightening
this must all be for you.

All right. I wouldn't ask...

I said all right. I'll do it.

But I want something, too.

My lawyer, Paul Wells...

He's an old friend
of Sam's, and he's been...

...amazing helping me
through all this.

Okay.

But he's a government agent
sent to spy on me
and turn me against Sam.

How do you know?

Because the other woman
always knows.

The truth is,
I've shared my husband

every single day
of this marriage.

Sam Kendal is in love
with his country,

for better or worse,
in sickness and in health,

and he would never betray her.

Not for money.
Not for anything.

Not even me.

Colorado reports
mission accomplished.

Ship and all hands
in good condition.

Ready to anchor.

I clocked you
at six minutes past reserves.

How did you do that?

I just told my body
you'd left it for dead.

It was a tough call, King.

I'm glad you're back.

How tough?

Ten-hut!

Officer on deck!

They tried to sink
the sub, sir.

They broke the 200-mile line.

Yes, they did.

So how are we gonna respond?

We're not.

A senior White House adviser
was killed here today, sir.

The Secretary himself
took a bullet.

No, he didn't.
Curry knows the game.

Never admit to being attacked
unless you're prepared

to pay the price
for your response.

So... This never happened,

and they were never here.

What are you gonna tell Grace
about her father?

How would you want to hear it?

Straight up and quick.

FEMALE REPORTER:
The Chinese destroyer...

launched between three
and up to five...

Captain on the conn.

Please give Lieutenant Shepard
and me the conn.

Grace, this is about
your father.

We're closing early.

I was hoping you'd say that.

You were gone longer than I...

Drink it while you can.