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BLAKE: Unidentified vessel off the starboard side bearing 149.

Range is less than a mile and closing, sir.

She's probably here for the war games, skipper,

but she refuses to answer our radio challenges.

Ask her again.

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

[DEVICE BEEPING]

BLAKE: Attention unidentified vessel

traveling at 28 knots,

15 miles south of Sevastapol.

This is the USS Cayuga.

Alter your course, come port to 240 degrees.

Say again, 240 degrees. Over.

Any course change?

Negative, sir. She's holding steady.

1,500 yards and closing.

GRINKOV: Attention,Cayuga.

This is Captain Grinkov of the Russian warshipVasiliev.

-Grinkov! -We are attempting to enter

the war game rendezvous area.

Give way to port and let us pass.

SKIPPER: Give me that!

This is Captain MacNamara of the USS Cayuga.

We will be entering the rendezvous area ahead of you, Captain Grinkov.

Alter your course and your speed to follow us.

Starboard lookout has just made visual contact, sir.

-Hold steady. -Aye, sir. Holding.

MAN: Three hundred yards.

All engines back full.

Aye, sir. All engines back full.

[HORN BLARING]

XO, sound general quarters.

All hands, man your general quarter stations.

Collision warning. This is not a drill.

Say again, this is not a drill.

MAN: One hundred yards.

Too late, skipper.

Stand by for impact.

[HORN BLARING]

NARRATOR: Following in his father's footsteps as a naval aviator,

Lieutenant Commander Harmon Rabb, Junior,

suffered a crash while landing his Tomcat on a storm-tossed carrier at sea.

Diagnosed with night blindness,

Harm transferred to the Navy's Judge Advocate General Corps,

which investigates, defends and prosecutes the law of the sea.

There, with fellow JAG lawyer, Major Sarah MacKenzie,

he now fights in and out of the courtroom

with the same daring and tenacity that made him a Top Gun in the air.

[OPENING THEME MUSIC PLAYING]

Welcome aboard, Commander.

HARM: Is that one of the Russians?

GARRET: Yes, sir. The Vasiliev.

She's one of the Russian ships taking part in the exercise.

MAC: What exactly is the exercise, Ensign?

Well, basically, it's us against the Russians

in a real expensive game of hide-and-seek at sea, ma'am.

I noticed some minor damage to the Cayugawhen we flew over, Ensign.

Damage, sir?

You do have a repair party working on the bow, don't you?

That's not my department, sir.

Damage Control officer will answer any questions you may have

regarding the collision.

Who said anything about a collision?

GARRET: Excuse me, skipper.

Commander Rabb, Major MacKenzie, and Lieutenant Roberts, sir.

Commander Rabb reporting as ordered, sir.

Thank you, Ensign.

Welcome aboard the Cayuga. I assume you've been briefed?

-Yes, sir. -Good.

Ensign Garret here will escort you to your quarters, Major.

The Vasilievwill be sending over a landing party for you

within the hour, Commander.

Sir?

You said that you'd been briefed, Commander?

Yes, sir. We were told to report to the Cayuga

to observe a joint exercise being conducted

under the International Laws of the Sea.

You're here to make sure the Russians don't cheat.

Or the US, sir.

According to my orders,

part of this exercise is an officer exchange.

You and your Lieutenant will serve aboard the Vasiliev

for the duration of this exercise.

And we will receive two Russian officers in return.

Is there anything else, Commander?

What happened to the Cayuga,sir?

It looks like she scraped up against something.

Commander,

I can assure you that she is very seaworthy.

I was more concerned about the legal implications, sir.

If some sort of collision has occurred.

Congratulations, Commander.

You've been aboard my ship for less than three minutes,

you've already managed to tick me off.

I can only hope that you manage to do the same to Captain Grinkov.

Aye, aye, skipper.

Okay, ready to tell me what's going on?

Apparently, Bud and I are going on a cruise.

I mean, between you and the skipper.

[MAN CHATTERING OVER P.A. SYSTEM]

In 1985, a Russian and an American warship

attempted to enter the Lisbon Harbor at the same time.

Neither captain would give way to the other and they wound up colliding.

You think something like that happened here?

I think that's exactly what happened here.

MacNamara and Grinkov were the two captains.

Ten years later, they're still playing bumper cars with their ships.

So do we report the collision?

I mean, somebody's got to be held accountable.

No one on either ship is gonna admit it happened.

And the Navy doesn't reprimand its skippers

for asserting American Naval superiority.

This basically comes down to who has the biggest...

Ship?

Something like that. Yeah.

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

Commander Petavich, Lieutenant Matovik,

welcome aboard the USS Cayuga.

I'm Commander Blake. This is Major MacKenzie.

[IN RUSSIAN] I'm looking forward to working with you, Commander, Lieutenant.

Gentlemen.

[IN RUSSIAN] She's a Marine?

[IN RUSSIAN] God Bless America.

Welcome aboard the Vasiliev, Commander, Lieutenant.

I am commander Yuri Kretchiak.

Yuri Kretchiak?

You're a forward for the Soviet Olympic Hockey Team!

That was a long time ago, Commander.

And you are a fighter pilot?

Also a long time ago.

This way, gentlemen.

GARRET: The Cayuga is a state-of-the-art naval warship.

She incorporates the latest in quietened propulsion technology

as well as advanced stealth designs.

The Cayuga'sarmament carries a full complement

from torpedoes to cruise missiles and everything in between.

How many women are on board?

We have a full crew of 303,

78 of which are women.

[WHISPERING IN RUSSIAN]

And how many are single?

I don't know, sir.

If you'll follow me, I'll take you to our engine room.

YURI: The Vasiliev was commissioned in 1980.

She is 156 meters long, with a 17.3 meter beam.

She displaces over 6,000 metric tons

and has a top speed of 32 knots,

which is faster than your Arleigh Burke-class.

[LAUGHS]

I wouldn't bet on it.

We shall see soon enough, Commander.

[EXPLOSION]

[ALARM BLARING]

[PEOPLE CHATTERING IN RUSSIAN]

[SPEAKING RUSSIAN]

[MEN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY IN RUSSIAN]

[GROANING]

[COUGHING]

[CHATTER IN RUSSIAN CONTINUES]

Sir, my mask, it's not working.

Here! Here! Get out of here!

-But, sir! -That's an order!

[MEN SHOUTING IN RUSSIAN]

[COUGHING]

[COUGHING]

You all right, Commander?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Could be a while before my next cigar.

What happened, sir?

Fire in the missile room.

Looks like they were in the middle of loading a firing tube

when something electrical shorted.

Why were they loading a missile?

This is supposed to be a simulated exercise.

Maybe we should ask him.

[SPEAKING RUSSIAN]

Commander Harmon Rabb, Junior.

You are here today as a Navy lawyer,

but I know that you were a heroic Tomcat fighter pilot.

Is this correct?

Well, I don't know about the heroic part, but, uh...

Indeed.

On 16 April 1989, the Commander attacked

three Libyan MiGs

over the Gulf of Sidra.

Actually, the MiGs attacked my wingman and I

while we were patrolling the no-fly zone.

So you say.

But do you know what he did?

He shot down one,

disabled the second,

and sent the third pilot running for home

with his tail between his legs.

[ALL LAUGHING]

Just lucky, I guess.

You are much too modest, Commander.

It was brilliant flying.

Brilliant!

Much better than the pilot you shot down.

Unfortunately,

he was not Libyan.

He was Russian.

And I happen to know this because he was my brother.

Just joking!

[ALL LAUGHING]

He was probably just some poor Georgian farmboy.

Gentlemen, a toast.

A toast to the sea, the birthplace of all mankind.

May we return to her loving bosom

when our time has come.

[TOASTING IN RUSSIAN]

ALL: Hoorah! Hoorah! Hoorah!

[COUGHING]

Is good, Comrade?

Drink up, gentlemen, for tomorrow, we go to war.

And Captain MacNamara has proven to be

a great warrior in the past.

I am so hoping that he will not disappoint me this time.

[TOASTING IN RUSSIAN]

ALL: Hoorah! Hoorah! Hoorah!

Look at them. They're like a couple of high school kids on a class trip.

[LAUGHING]

[SPEAKING RUSSIAN]

Uh, Major MacKenzie, could you...

Uh, do you want me to take a picture of both of you?

No, actually...

[SPEAKING RUSSIAN]

Could we take a picture with you, Major?

It would mean a great deal to us.

Please, Major.

Sure. In the interest of detente.

Yeah. Sure.

Why do I feel like I'm about to become a Russian pinup girl?

[SIGHING] How's their coffee, Bud?

I think it's left over from Chernobyl, sir.

[CHUCKLES]

You've been landlocked too long, Bud.

You're getting a little seasick.

Oh, I don't think the sea has anything to do with how I'm feeling, sir.

[LAUGHS]

A little too much vodka in Mister Roberts' Neighborhoodlast night, huh?

[RETCHING]

Please, sir. Don't even say the word.

I, uh,

I want to apologize

for my behavior last night, Commander.

What for? You didn't do anything wrong.

Oh, good.

[COUGHING]

I, uh, kind of lost track of things

right after the folk dancing started.

I just wanted to apologize just in case I did anything that was inappropriate.

Well, you did compare Stalin, Marx, and Lenin to the Three Stooges.

I didn't.

[COUGHING]

[MIMICKING THE THREE STOOGES]

[MEN BARKING]

[ALL LAUGHING]

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

[MAN SPEAKING RUSSIAN]

You're a jack of many trades, Commander.

My father built half the ships of the Russian Navy.

How bad is it?

It could have been worse.

I'll say.

Your breathing equipment is faulty.

It should be checked at least once a month.

It is.

We knew it was deteriorating.

Well, then why wasn't it repaired or replaced?

With what? It's not the United States, Commander.

It isn't even the Soviet Union anymore.

Our spare parts are cannibalized from other ships.

Well, I noticed you have no shortage of missiles.

The scabbard may be rusty, Commander.

But the blade is still sharp.

[INTERCOM BEEPING]

[MAN SPEAKING RUSSIAN OVER P.A.]

They want us on the bridge.

The games are about to start.

Why were your men loading a missile?

It was a routine training drill.

Now why would Captain Grinkov hold a missile-loading drill

before a friendly war game?

That's something you would have to ask the captain.

Any sign of the Vasiliev?

MAN: I've got a contact at 26 miles, bearing 48 degrees.

I don't think it's her, sir. But it could be one of the Russian cruisers.

Shall we engage, skipper?

Negative, XO. We're after bigger fish today.

I want the Vasiliev.

Continue on present course.

Steady as she goes.

GRINKOV: The rules of this exercise are very simple.

Search and destroy the enemy before he does the same to you.

Change course to a heading of 088 degrees,

full power.

I'm afraid you can't do that, Captain.

The lines of demarcation of these games are very strict.

Not only will you be moving outside the boundaries of the exercise arena,

you will be entering territorial waters of a non-participating country.

[CHUCKLES] You really are a lawyer.

Yes, sir.

I must also go on record as protesting this action.

My doing so will disqualify any victory you may achieve

during the remainder of this exercise.

Are you quite finished, Commander?

No, sir.

I request permission to contact the Cayuga

and inform her of this action.

Request denied. We are running silent.

There is no radio communications.

Captain, the rules and procedures--

There is only one rule of war, Commander!

Fight with honor, passion, and conviction.

If one does that,

even if he loses,

his death will be noble.

Sir, I think I might have found her.

The Vasiliev?

Yes, sir.

She's bearing 098,

-speed 20 knots, course... -Are you sure, Radar?

Yes, sir.

That can't be her, sir.

That ship's outside the boundaries of the exercise area.

Perhaps it's a small tanker.

[LAUGHS]

That is just what Grinkov would like us to think. That Russian son of...

Shall we break off pursuit, sir?

And let that Cossack sneak up behind us? Hell no.

Sir, the minute the Vasiliev left the exercise arena,

she was disqualified from the games.

Going after her now would be useless.

We'd do better to join the Montgomery.

The Montgomerycan take care of herself, Major.

Grinkov is mine.

Shouldn't we be trying to inform somebody

that Captain Grinkov has violated the rules, sir?

The captain cheating is the least of our troubles, Bud.

MacNamara and Grinkov are old enemies.

Do you think they're trying to settle an old score?

Yeah.

Bumping into each other's ship is the tip of this iceberg.

When two sailors fight, they use their fists.

When two captains fight, they use their ships.

These two captains have enough firepower...

-[MEN SHOUTING] -...to blow us all to hell and back.

[GRUNTS]

[SPEAKING RUSSIAN]

[YELLING IN RUSSIAN]

Are you hurt, Commander?

No.

I am sorry you had to witness such unprofessional behavior.

I apologize on behalf of the Russian Navy.

He was really embarrassed, sir.

Yeah, and worried, too.

Sir?

I don't think this was just a fight over some girl in Yalta, Bud.

Keep your eyes open, all right?

Aye, sir.

[SNORING]

[DOOR CLANGING SHUT]

[FOOTSTEPS IN THE HALLWAY]

[MEN WHISPERING IN RUSSIAN]

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

[SPEAKING RUSSIAN]

Trouble sleeping, Commander?

You just put at least 20 men into a life raft. Why?

It was a routine training drill.

Those men were saying goodbye.

One of them was an officer I saw fighting in the ward room earlier.

You are here as an observer, Commander.

This doesn't concern you.

Well, maybe I should discuss what I saw with Captain Grinkov.

No. You cannot do that.

Why not?

Look around you.

Our Navy is falling apart.

We barely have enough food to feed the crew.

All we have left is our pride,

and our vodka,

which can be a deadly combination.

That still doesn't tell me why

you put 20 men over the side in the middle of the night.

They are men who have children.

Okay,

this is the Vasiliev's final mission.

After it's over, she will be chopped up into razor blades

and the captain will become a civilian.

Grinkov would rather go down fighting

than end his years standing in line for groceries.

So he won't play the game.

He will attack for real.

I don't know.

Not for certain.

But that's my fear.

If you think Grinkov's on a suicide mission,

you have got to relieve him of his command.

[COCKING]

[COCKING]

[SNORING]

Get dressed.

What's going on, sir?

Do you always sleep in your uniform?

Just when I'm scared, sir.

We're taking over the ship.

The two of us?

Sir, I know Captain Grinkov cheated,

but don't you think this is taking the war games a little bit too far?

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

Uh, just a minute.

Open the door.

It's Yuri! With a rifle!

Yuri is one of the good guys, Bud.

We have to get to a radio, inform the Cayuga what's happened.

Can you secure the ship's weapons?

Yes. This way.

Can we be charged with mutiny on a foreign vessel, Commander?

No. This would be considered an act of terrorism.

[THUNDER CLAPPING]

SKIPPER: What have we got, XO?

BLAKE: We picked up another contact about 20 minutes ago, skipper.

Why wasn't I informed?

It's probably not the Vasiliev,sir.

We lost her during the night.

She gave us the slip in a merchant shipping lane.

Damn. Keep trying.

BLAKE: Well, we have, sir. But this other ship, sir,

it's a small craft and it's broadcasting distress signals.

What?

Observers report a life raft off the port side, skipper.

Grinkov's probably put a distress beacon in one of his life rafts

and set her adrift as a decoy.

Observers report survivors in the life raft, skipper.

Damn you, Grinkov.

According to the laws of the Geneva Convention, Article 18,

after each engagement, parties to the conflict

shall without delay take all possible measures

to search for and collect the wounded,

sick and the shipwrecked, to protect them against...

For your information, Major, those men are not shipwrecked.

They're a damn Trojan horse.

You still have to rescue them.

How dare you tell me what I have got to do!

It's my duty, sir.

Well, you have gone above and beyond your call of duty, Major.

Now I have been doing this a hell of a lot longer than you have.

Get her off my bridge and take the brothers Karamozov with her.

Aye, sir. Sergeant, please escort Major MacKenzie,

Commander Petavich and Lieutenant Matovik off this bridge.

You've got eight minutes to get those men aboard my ship.

Yes, sir.

[SPEAKING RUSSIAN]

[WHISPERING] Cover the hatch.

[STATIC CRACKLING]

Attention USS Cayuga.

This is Commander Rabb aboard the Vasiliev.Do you read? Over.

Sir!

[SPEAKING RUSSIAN]

[SHOUTING IN RUSSIAN]

-BUD: What now, Commander? -HARM: Plan B.

-What's Plan B? -I'm working on it.

They're right behind us.

[GUN COCKING]

[GARRET SPEAKING IN RUSSIAN]

As you were, Marine.

What's their story, XO?

I'm afraid they're not talking, skipper.

They say they had to get off the ship.

And they think you're a hero for rescuing them.

Why did they have to leave their ship?

They didn't say.

Are any of them injured?

None that I'm aware of, Major.

Well, perhaps we should have the ship's surgeon look them over, sir.

Why not?

Give them all a pedicure and a massage while you're at it.

GRINKOV: I never would have taken you for a saboteur!

Never!

No matter.

Unfortunately, you now force me to confine you to the brig.

And I am afraid that you will not get to see the last great sea battle.

What are you planning, Captain?

To start your own war?

You are the one running around my ship

with a loaded weapon, Commander.

I am only doing what I have been trained to do.

Captain, let me take them to the brig.

Nyet.I want you on the Bridge with me.

Have them taken to the brig.

If they resist, shoot them.

[MEN SHOUTING IN RUSSIAN]

[MAN CHATTERING OVER P.A. SYSTEM]

How long have you been standing there?

Long enough.

Long enough for what?

Long enough for me to realize

you are unlike any woman I have ever met.

Yet, not quite long enough for me to fall in love with you.

[LAUGHING]

Does that line work on Russian women?

Not very often.

But I've had limited success with it in the Lower Balkans.

I think you've been at sea too long, Commander.

I agree.

Please.

[SPEAKING RUSSIAN]

Call me Zoltan.

[LAUGHS]

Okay, Zoltan.

How are your crewmates?

Very well, thank you.

Are you going to tell me why they left their ship,

or do I have to beat it out of you?

What's Grinkov up to?

I don't know.

Don't make me hurt you.

[CHUCKLES]

Good punch, Major.

Wait till I get warmed up.

Grinkov was a great captain.

But sometimes he forgets that the Cold War is over.

In fact, he forgets a lot of things.

You mean like, "Where the hell am I?

"Whose ship is this?"

MAN ON P.A.: report to the OOD.

Boat Officer, report to the OOD.

What are we talking about here?

Grinkov's got Alzheimer's, or some sort of dementia?

He's not the same man he was several years ago.

Well, why doesn't somebody do something?

He is The Great Grinkov. Who could take his place?

XO, I need to see the captain after I clean up.

What happened to him?

Marine Corps hickey.

[IN RUSSIAN] How will you explain,

being beaten by a woman?

[IN RUSSIAN] She's no woman, she's a Marine.

Besides, I think she likes me.

MAN: We've got a contact at 045, skipper.

It's the Vasiliev,sir.

Skipper, Major MacKenzie has something I think you should hear.

Not now, XO. We've just found the Vasiliev.

What's she doing, Radar?

MAN: Nothing, skipper. She appears to be dead in the water.

MAC: Something's wrong, Captain.

Commander Petavich just told me that Grinkov has been behaving abnormally lately.

Tell me something I don't know.

Something here isn't adding up, sir!

What if Captain Grinkov is suffering from Alzheimer's or severe depression?

It may explain why some of his crew mutinied.

I don't have time for your far-fetched theories, Major.

Grinkov is as sane as I am.

This cold ship routine is just a trick to lure us closer.

With all due respect, sir, what if it's not?

We may be wasting valuable time.

Weps, lock on a harpoon.

Aye, aye, sir. Locking on.

[BUZZING]

We have a lock, skipper.

Simulate fire one. Simulate fire one.

Simulate fire one.

[BEEPING]

The computer simulator reports a direct hit, sir.

Congratulations, gentlemen. We have just sunk the Vasiliev.

-[CLAPPING AND WHOOPING] -Now can we attempt to contact the Vasiliev,sir,

-and find out what's going on? -Certainly.

Set a course for the ship.

Get Grinkov on the phone.

I want to tell him personally that he's dead.

She's moving, sir.

SKIPPER: What did I tell you, Major? I know Grinkov.

He's getting predictable in his old age.

The Vasilievjust locked onto us with his radar, sir.

BLAKE: He can't do that.

Kill removal eliminates his ship

from further participation in this exercise.

I told you he was a cheater.

That felt like a missile launch.

The Vasilievis firing! Sir, she's not simulating!

The Vasilievjust launched two live missiles!

[BEEPING]

Impact in 48 seconds!

[ALARM BLARING]

SKIPPER: All engines ahead flank.

Come right to a new heading, 270.

Aye, sir. All engines ahead, flank, starboard 270.

Missile impact in 30 seconds.

HELMSMAN: Taking countermeasures!

Activate the Phalanx!

BLAKE: Activate the Phalanx!

-BLAKE: What's the Vasilievdoing? -She's moving away, sir!

-MAN: Damage report. -The hell she's getting away from us!

I want a harpoon in the air in ten seconds!

-Helmsman, shadow that ship. -Aye, aye, skipper.

This was obviously a mistake, sir!

Grinkov wouldn't launch a missile by mistake.

That was an act of war, Major.

Why would he do such a thing? He knows you'd retaliate!

He's not answering our radio challenges, skipper.

Grinkov knows he's outmanned and outgunned, sir.

He must know that if he fires on us, he'll be destroyed.

-It's suicidal. -Harpoon ready, skipper.

Commander Rabb and Lieutenant Roberts are on that ship, sir.

I have 303 men and women aboard this ship, Major.

I will not compromise their safety for anything,

or anyone. Fire one!

-BLAKE: Fire one! -Aye, sir. Fire one.

One away.

[IN RUSSIAN] The Cayuga has launched a missile, Captain!

[IN RUSSIAN] Left full rudder. Prepare countermeasures.

Set a new course of zero-nine-zero.

That doesn't sound good, sir.

[IN RUSSIAN] The harpoon is still locked on us, Captain.

-Three thousand meters and closing! -Damn! Not yet.

Prepare to launch torpedoes on my command. Fire when ready.

Harpoon is fifteen hundred meters away! It's too soon.

Right full rudder!

[ALL CLAMORING]

MAN: Direct hit, skipper.

-What's she doing? -Nothing, sir.

She'd dead in the water again.

[ALL CLAMORING]

Captain, we have secondary hull damage.

We're taking on water.

I want those torpedoes.

Captain, we must abandon ship.

We must fight! This is a battle!

-We cannot give up... -We've lost, sir!

The men don't need to die.

This is not a game for cowards...

The game is over, Captain.

I'm sorry.

Any further action against the Americans

will result in our instant annihilation.

That is why they call this war!

I'm sorry.

Come back here, Commander! That is an order!

No one leaves this ship! I want those torpedoes!

BUD: Sir, are you all right?

We must have been hit by a harpoon!

[BOTH SHOUTING]

[COUGHING]

Bud, get it!

Bud, give me hand!

BLAKE: She's not moving, skipper.

We still have two men on that ship who need to be rescued.

-Move us in closer. -Aye, skipper.

XO, I want our five-inch locked and loaded.

If somebody on that ship as much as aims a flare gun in our direction,

-I want her blown out of the water. -Aye, Captain.

[GRUNTING]

HARM: We have to contact the Cayuga.

[GRUNTING]

-I thought you wanted to stop it! -I do!

Then why did you turn on us?

It was the only way I could protect you.

We almost drowned in the brig!

I was on my way to get you!

-That's bull! -I swear it's true.

We've got to leave now. She is sinking.

Grinkov won't abandon ship?

He's prepared to fight to the death.

Yuri, you have got to relieve him of his command.

[SPEAKING RUSSIAN] Where is the Captain?

He's in his quarters.

[IN ENGLISH] Captain Grinkov's in his quarters.

[IN RUSSIAN] Send two guards to the Captain's quarters

and confine him there.

I have relieved Captain Grinkov of his command.

From now, I am in command of this vessel.

I order the entire crew to abandon ship immediately.

Lifeboats on the water!

[SPEAKING RUSSIAN] We have the Captain's order.

And I have a gun.

Clear the way!

[COCKING GUN]

WOMAN: I'm picking up a hail from the Vasiliev, skipper.

-It's Commander Rabb. -SKIPPER: Punch it up.

This is Captain MacNamara. What in the hell is going on, Commander?

Captain Grinkov's gone rogue on us, sir.

Commander Kretchiak's taken command.

He's given the order to abandon ship.

-We could use some help. -We're on our way.

Rabb, out.

Thank you, Commander.

I'm sorry your first visit to a Russian ship has been so...

-Exciting? -Yeah.

[SPEAKING RUSSIAN]

Somebody has armed our missiles.

Grinkov.

Alert the security team!

Get your men off this ship. Stay in touch with Mac.

-Let her know what's going on. -Aye, sir.

[BEEPS]

Smells like a Montecristo.

[EXPLOSION RUMBLING]

Well, you've been busy, Captain.

Do not worry, Commander. Captain MacNamara has won.

I concede defeat.

Well, you always knew you'd lose against the Cayuga.

It was never about winning or losing.

It was about the fight!

The only thing I regret is that it could not have gone on forever.

So now you blow up your ship?

She deserves a better resting place than a scrapyard.

Her death will be quick and honorable.

HARM: Well, what about your crew?

Do they deserve a watery grave?

No.

Oh, they are much too young.

[SPEAKS RUSSIAN]

Honor.

I don't expect you to understand this, Commander.

You are an American lawyer,

not a Russian sailor.

What I don't understand is how a captain purposely puts his crew in danger.

Is this where you try to appeal to my sense of honor and duty?

Use your legal skills to convince Mad Ivan

to surrender?

I don't believe you are mad, sir.

Yes, you do.

My madness will allow everyone to save face.

I was born on the Chentenko River.

My mother went into labor crossing on the ferry.

The very first air I breathed

tasted of the sea.

All I ever wanted to be was a sailor.

Mother Russia

had the greatest naval fleet

in the history of the world.

But now,

I'm afraid the Vasilievand I

have both outlived our purpose.

Even if that were so, Captain, your crew has not.

Please, sir, give me enough time to get them off the ship.

They have served you well. You owe them that much.

Give them the opportunity to live and fight again.

You will not deny me the honor of going down with my ship?

No, sir.

Very well, Commander.

Save my men.

I have been waiting for them to leave the ship.

Commander,

tell Captain MacNamara that I will miss our games.

We were never good friends, but we were the best of enemies.

I will, sir.

Do svidanya,Commander.

Do svidanya,Captain.

[ALL SHOUTING]

The ship's rigged to blow!

This is the last of the crew, Commander.

Here, sir.

Where's Captain Grinkov?

[EXPLOSION]

You have given him the dignity

of a sailor's death, Commander.

Thank you.

[EXPLOSIONS]

[MEN SHOUTING]

MAN: Give him a hand! Give him a hand!

You have some more down there!

Help that man!

Aye, aye, sir.

MAN: Come on up!

XO, help that man!

Get more blankets over here.

Where's that SOB Grinkov?

He's still on the Vasiliev,sir!

[EXPLOSION]

Attention on deck!

[SHOUTING IN RUSSIAN]

Present arms!

Order ho!

[SHOUTING IN RUSSIAN]

Carry on.

[SHOUTING IN RUSSIAN]

That surprised me.

Some men value their enemies more than friends.

Including you?

Need you ask?

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