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[epic music playing]

[waves crashing]

Paul, are you getting a signal?

We got a signal. You're good.

Perfect. Let me know
if that changes.

Buoy's away.

Is it still transmitting?

Uh, so far.

One to go yet?

Great. Radio Dr. Woods.

Make sure she's
getting data on her end.

I'll get the drifter set up.

R/V Hypat to Dr. Woods.

Come in.

R/V Hypatia to Dr. Woods.

Come in.

Go for Dr. Woods. Over.

Data buoys are in the water.

Are you receiving
their signals?

Yeah. All except the drifter,
but the rest of the buoys

are perfectly aligned
with the plates so far.

Drifter is going next.

That's good to hear.

If the big one hits
in the next five years,

we'll know it's coming.

[chuckles] All right.

Get the drifter in the water,
and head back to port.

Nice work, guys.

Thank you.

See you soon. Over and out.

[tense music playing]

R/V Hypati respond.

Paul.

R/V Hypatia, I am getting

massive seismic readings
from the buoys.

What's your situation? Over.

Rough water, but we're okay.

Why?

Is it on?

[dramatic music playing]

Paul!

Huge wave coming in
from the starboard side.

We have to move now.

Dr. Woods to R/V Hypatia.
Come in.

Paul!

It's getting closer!

We're maxed out!

Paul!

Chloe, are you okay?

[panting]

Paul!

Chloe, are you okay?

Affirmative!

Big wave,

but we're okay. What happened?

Uh, it looks like
there was an earthquake

along the Reykjanes Ridge,

roughly 2,000 miles off
the southwest coast of Iceland.

It looks it hit Greenland,
Norway, the U.K.

The buoys are detecting
a bottom disturbance.

I-I don't know what this is,

but I think you need
to get back to port now.

You don't need
to tell me twice.

Returning to port.
Over and out.

Make sure everything
on deck is secure.

Okay.

[dramatic music playing]

Oh, no.

What in the world?

Chloe?

Chloe?

Chloe?

[winces]

[tense music playing]

Paul.

Paul!

Chloe, come in!

[foreboding music playing]

[sighs]

Tea.

One sugar.

They were good scientists,
good people.

Becca...

don't beat yourself up
over this.

It's not your fault.

I sent them.

Well, could have been them.

Could have been anybody.

You can't control
plate tectonics.

It's like trying to get a cat
to walk across a keyboard.

I'm just trying
to wrap my head around it.

None of it
should have happened.

No.

They didn't deserve this.

No, I mean none of this!

None of this
should have happened!

I can understand
an underwater quake

causing large waves,

but oceans don't
just freeze over like that.

But it did.

And it's our job
to figure out why.

Come on. We can brainstorm
on the chopper.

Chopper?

Hill called.

He wants a meeting,
face to face.

Hill, as in Homeland Security.

Wh-Why would he
be interested in this?

He didn't say.

But I figure
anything that can affect

the shipping lanes
in the ocean worldwide

could also affect
homeland security.

All right. Let's go.

We've got work to do.

Yeah.

Oh, no. Yes, Mr. President.

Uh, the NOAA scientists
just arrived, sir.

Yeah, we're working
with the USGS

and the D.O.C.
to prepare a response.

Understood.

Thank you, sir.

Dr. Woods, Dr. Johnson,

uh, my sincerest condolences
for your team.

We understand
about the earthquakes,

and the idea that
the ocean's temperatures

have severely changed.
We just don't have any details.

On the ride over here,

we discussed
possible scenarios

that align
with the available data.

Well, does it include
why ships that used to be able

to travel through ice
are now being frozen out?

Uh, possibly.

So the earthquake
originated in Iceland

off the southwest coast,
near the Reykjanes Ridge.

This area is
very geologically active.

However, that was
the largest earthquake

they've ever experienced,
with a magnitude of 10.2.

I-I'm getting reports
of aftershocks of 7 and 8.

Ahem. Sir, uh,
aftershocks are to be expected.

Yeah, but temperatures
at 75 degrees below zero

and rapid ice-sheet formation

between Greenland
and Iceland is not.

No, they aren't.

I'm gonna have to explain this
to the President later,

so please keep it simple.

Okay.

So in normal conditions,

colder, saltier water
in the poles

sinks to the bottom, right?

Warmer, less salty water
moves from the equator north

and replaces it.

This circulation helps
maintain climate patterns.

This disruptive circulation
caused by the seaquake

has led to a partial blockage,

causing the ice
to expand rapidly.

But what happens if
the blockages aren't removed?

Whew. The ice and cold
will continue to spread,

and eventually it will
encompass the world's oceans

and affect land masses, sir.

We have a plan for this, right?

What we need is a submarine

that can withstand extremely
freezing temperatures

so that we can collect intel

on the debris side
blocking the volcanic vent

and clear it to stop
the ocean's freezing up.

Okay, well, the Navy

has a prototype sub,
the Dallas.

It's getting retrofitted
in Reykjavik,

and it has extreme
thermal protection

and next-gen communications
for underwater.

Uh, it seemed
like it'll fit the bill.

How soon can it be deployed?

Well, let me make a call
and find out.

Get me Reykjavik.

[military theme playing]

Captain's on the bridge!

At ease, everyone.

Commander Rodriguez,

just got a call
from Washington.

- We have new orders.
- Sir.

This is a great time

for us to test
our new communications system.

Sir, the reactor
is still offline,

and we haven't finished
our resupply yet.

Noted, XO.

Attention, crew.
This is your captain speaking.

We just got new orders
from Washington.

We'll be doing intel
on a debris field

which we believe
is impeding the normal flow

of hot and cold water
here in the North Atlantic.

Lieutenant Gardner,

please map the best coordinates
to reach 58.68 degrees north,

minus-30.66 degrees west.

Aye, aye, sir.
Calculating best course.

Course plotted, sir.

We will reach
58.68 degrees north

and 30.66 degrees west
in approximately 2.95 hours.

Take us out, Lieutenant.

Aye, aye, Captain.

[tense music playing]

Give me some good news.

The Dall is about 40 miles
away from the debris slide.

Okay, excellent. How long
before we'll know more?

As soon as they get there,

they should
start transmitting data.

I have given them the frequency

for the NOAA
data buoys as well.

Okay, keep me updated.

Will do, sir.

Sir, we are approximately
15 miles from the location.

Lieutenant Gardner,
prepare to dive.

Prepare to dive. Aye, sir.

Please secure our
outside hatches and equipment.

Aye, sir.

All hands, prepare to dive.

Secure external equipment
and hatches.

Verify ballast tank readiness.

GARDNER:
Ballast tanks verified.

Ready for flood, sir.

Clear for submergence.

Crew, prepare for submergence.

[telephone rings]

Yes, sir?

Yes, Mr. President.

Everything is going
according to plan.

I will absolutely
keep you updated

as the situation progresses.

Yes, sir. Understood.

Okay, well, he has, uh,

scheduled a press conference
at 1200,

so that gives us six hours
to come up with something.

Well, hopefully the Dallas
can tell us

something more
than we already know.

[sighs]

Sir, we're approaching
the target coordinates.

Estimated height
of the debris slide

is approximately 3,800 meters.

Thank you, Thompson.

Please verify our location
using the satellite data.

Position confirmed, sir.

It's our slide.

Thank you, Thompson.

Please begin scan.

I need all the information
on the debris slide field.

I want information
on the geological floor

and anything regarding mass

and any other geological
components of the subsea floor.

Aye, sir. Initiating scan now.

Captain, the debris slide

covers an area of approximately
4,200 cubic meters

and reaches a height
of 3,700 meters.

Also, sir, the sea composition

is primarily basaltic rocks
and small fissures.

What are the temp variations

of the north and south side
of the debris fluid?

Uh, north of the slide...

temperature is
-56 degrees Celsius,

and south of the slide,

it's -48 degrees Celsius
and falling.

Sir, at this time of year
and depth,

usually the temperature
is -5 degrees Celsius.

Sir, temperature
south of the slide

just dropped
to -49 degrees Celsius.

The water is starting
to freeze around us.

Sir, if this keeps going,

we're going to see drastic
changes to climate and weather.

Noted, XO.

Thompson, patch me to
the Pentagon on a secure line.

Aye, aye, sir.

- Transfer all data.
- Yes, sir.

[telephone rings]

This is Carter. Captain Price?

Secretary,
debris field is massive.

Temperature is dropping.

Permission to use torpedoes

to break up encroaching ice.

Hold on just one second.

You're the geologist.
What do you think?

It's worth a shot.

It'll be their best chance
to stay mobile.

Okay, do it.

And update me.

Thompson,
relay targeting coordinates.

Danby, update firing solution,

and prepare two tubes
for firing.

- Aye, sir.
- Aye, sir.

Firing solution updated.

Prepping two tubes
for torpedo launch.

[dramatic music playing]

Tubes prepped and ready, sir.

Launch torpedoes.

Launching both tubes.

Fifteen seconds
to impact, Captain.

Thompson, status report.

No change, sir.

The torpedoes
struck the target, but...

Wait, sir.

[ominous music playing]

Captain, we have incoming.

I need full reversal.

All hands, full reversal!

[grunting]

Shut those valves!

Turn off those switches!

You, get that sailor
to sick bay now!

XO, I need a damage report.

Sonar is offline.

Checking other departments.

This is Captain to Engineering.

[sighs] Engineering here.

I need a status report.

Well, I have
several crew members

in sick bay with broken bones.

I got various leaks.
I got pipe burst.

[sighs] Assessing damage,

but I do have
an initial report.

Power surge in the propulsion
control system.

Damn! It's offline. [grumbles]

How long
'til we're back online?

Well, I'm not gonna know what
it is until I take it apart.

Half my day crew,
they're in sick bay.

All right, I need
every able-bodied person

out here now. We gotta
get this thing back online.

Copy that.

O'Neil out.

Becca, that's not right.

The cold is expanding
even faster now.

The torpedoes, they didn't
blow up the debris slide.

It looks like they did.

But they made it even worse.

XO! Sonar's back up.

Thompson, are the ship-to-shore
communications online?

Yes, sir.

Patch me in to
Secretary Carter immediately.

Aye, sir.

Uh, no, Mr. President.

We haven't heard anything
from the Dallas yet.

No, we're continuing
to monitor,

and we're following her.

Uh, the scientists?

Well--
No, they're civilians, sir.

I-I've just never--

I understand, sir.

Yes, sir. I'll take care of it.

Thank you, sir.

This is Carter.

Secretary Carter,
we have a problem.

It didn't work.

What happened?

Well, we launched the torpedoes,

but instead of destroying it,
it made it more massive.

Okay, um...

stand by while we figure out
what our next move is.

- Thank you, Captain.
- [sighs]

Their torpedoes
have created a bigger problem.

What is it?

According to the data buoys,

the larger debris slide

is now completely
blocking the currents.

This is verified
with satellite thermal imagery.

Well, does that alter
our timeline?

Yes.

The cold is spreading faster.

We don't have a month.

We have less than 48 hours.

We need to come up
with a plan B.

It is going to get
dangerously cold fast.

Agreed.

Well, we're ready.

The Pentagon
has backup systems,

and we have supplies stored
in secure locations.

We can sustain ourselves
for up to two years.

Ah, damn it!

This is Secretary Carter.

This is an emergency
Pentagon lockdown.

No one in. No one out.

Seal the doors.
Seal the windows.

Please move yourself
to the nearest access point

to the emergency bunkers.

Let's go.

O'Neil to Captain.

Price here.

Well, I have
a bit of good news.

The propulsion system
is back online,

but we won't
be going anywhere fast.

I was able to get you
some maneuverability.

Well, I can work with that.

Yeah, but unfortunately
the good news

comes with a bit of bad.

Well, it usually does.
Go ahead.

The oxygen generators
are offline.

The CO2 scrubbers
are still working,

but we won't be able to replace
the oxygen that we're using.

All right. Well, uh,

how long do we have if we
can't get it back online?

15 hours tops.

THOMPSON: Captain, an ice sheet
has formed above us.

Well, we've gotten
through the ice before.

Why is that a problem now?

Sir, it's formed very quickly,

and it's very thick.

[dramatic music playing]

WOODS: Okay.

Okay.

Uh...

I know there's a private
elevator to the bunker

down this hall. Come on.

Thompson, you have a report
on the ice conditions?

Sir, the ice sheet varies

between 6.8 to 8.5 meters
in thickness.

There appears to be
a thinner patch dead ahead.

Shall I relay coordinates
to the helm?

Yes, relay coordinates.

Coordinates received.

There's never an icebreaker
around when you need one.

That's too thick for us
to surface through, Captain.

Well, we don't have
much time left

before the air runs out.
We have no choice.

Sir, might I suggest
we consider initiating

emergency oxygen
conservation protocols

in case we are down here
for a while, sir?

That's a good idea, XO.

Make it happen.

If we're gonna save the world,
We have to be creative.

Creative, sir?

Lieutenant Danby,
prep two torpedoes for launch.

Aye, sir. Torpedoes locked.

PRICE: We'll use them
to break through

the thinner section of ice.

Launching
torpedoes one and two.

Launching torpedoes one and two.

THOMPSON: Torpedoes away.

Closing in on target.

Impact in 5, 4, 3...

2, 1.

Petty Officer Thompson, report.

It's thinner,
but we did not make a hole.

There is a 76-square-meter area

where the thickness is between
3.7 to 5.1 meters thick.

Captain, that's still too thick
for our capabilities.

XO, you need to be positive.

Engineering always gives
a little leeway.

Sir, that leeway is
safety margin for the sub.

Right.

Sound general quarters
for ascent.

General quarters.
General quarters.

All hands prepare.

We are going to make
a controlled ascent

through the surface ice.

Engineering,
this is the Captain.

O'Neil here.

I need information
on the ballast tank readiness.

O'Neil out.

All right,

we have to hurry
before the ice thickens.

Navigator, I need
to plot a course to ascent.

Aye, sir. Course already
plotted and laid in, sir.

All right.
Prepare for ascent.

XO, damage report.

- Sonar online.
- Communications offline.

We have helm control.
Navigation online.

We did not breach the ice, sir.

Okay.

Price to Engineering.

Engineering here.

I need a damage report.

Preliminary assessment
suggests damage

to the hull and the sail.

DCT is sealing off
the affected compartments.

How are we doing
with getting O2 back online?

[chuckles] We're still
working on that, sir.

All right. Try to get it
as soon as you can.

Price out.

All right. You got it.

You, over here!

DANBY: Sir, maintenance
required on torpedo hatches.

We can't launch again
until it's fixed.

Do we have any subs
within sonar acoustic range?

THOMPSON: One, sir.

And based
on its sonar signature,

looks like it's one of ours.

Okay.

We're gonna have to communicate
the old-fashioned way.

We'll tap on their hull.

This is amazing.

I didn't know there was
anything below the basement

because of the water level
of the Potomac.

Yeah, we are
totally self-contained.

You'll be able
to continue working

and communicate
with any of your teams

that are still
out in the field.

This is your desk.

We will need to set this up
as soon as possible,

because we have a lot to do
and no time to do it.

Carter.

What's the message?

Understood.

What was it?

Dallas is trapped
under the ice sheet.

It's running out of air,

and it can't generate
any more.

If we don't help them,

they won't be able to destroy
the debris slide.

Is there an icebreaker nearby?

No. The ice sheet is still
too thick for them,

and because of
the thermal gel insulation

that the Dallas is using,

it's the only
submarine available

to deal with that type
of extreme temperature.

The Dall is trying
to breach from below.

Maybe we can give them
help from above.

A land-based missile strike,
maybe?

No, all of our
non-nuclear missile silos,

they're all ice-locked.
We can't launch from there.

However, we have
defense contractors

who have created
what we call a K-bomb.

It's the smallest,
most powerful

non-nuclear weapon we have

And you have them here?

We do.

How do we deploy the K-bombs

if there aren't any ships
or planes in the area?

You fly it out there.

Fly it?

I thought all aircraft was
grounded because of the cold.

Oh, this is Dr. Eva Wilson.

She helped develop
the liquid aerogel

that's being tested
by the Dallas.

It's also being used

in a thermally modified
helicopter.

The fuselage and rotors
have a layer of Therma-Gel

sandwiched between the outer
and inner metallic skins.

Additionally,
micropumps circulate

heated propylene glycol
in a wire mesh

just below the Therma-Gels.

So the fuselage and the rotors
don't ice up.

That's brilliant.

Has it been tested?

It's flown over Antarctica
in the winter

at night twice

and docked with the Dallas
in Newcomb Bay

to rescue
a critically ill sailor.

Docked?

With a sub?

Docked.

How far away is this
impressively modified bird?

Within walking distance.

It and its pilot
are downstairs

in the underground helo bay.

But, Doctors,

I'm gonna need
the Dall to be freed

so it can destroy
the debris field.

And I'm gonna need
an advisor on the Dallas

in case we lose communication
with them again.

Ergo, you're both drafted.

Drafted?

But you can't do that.

Well, actually,
during a national emergency,

I can, Admiral Woods.

And I've just spoken
with the President, and this--

Is a national emergency.

[scoffs] All right.

Carter, what do
you need from us?

Okay, I need you

to deliver the K-bomb,
blow a hole in the ice sheet

so the Dallas can surface,

dock with the Dallas,
board, and advise.

That is way beyond
our area of expertise.

Yeah, I know, but I
don't have anyone else.

I've got one pilot,

three seats
on a thermo-chopper,

and I need you
on the Dallas,

and we're running out of time.

Now, Doctor,
please escort Admiral Woods

and Admiral Johnson
to the armory.

[sighs]

These two should fit you
well enough.

Uh, you know,
these feel pretty light.

Are you sure
they're gonna protect us?

Yes. Just mind sharp edges.

The prototype material
is thin for mobility,

but cuts easily.

Yeah, how long
is the Therma-Gel effective?

The Therma-Suit backpack
includes a heating element

that powers
a layer of heat mesh

surrounding
the upper and lower torso

beneath the Therma-Gel layer.

How we doing?

Just getting them dressed
and up to speed.

Your helmets have
built-in E.M.U. radios,

so you'll be able
to talk to each other

and anyone else
within radio range.

Okay, what about
the rest of our equipment?

Don't worry about it.
Anything you need,

including the remote detonator,
the three K-bombs,

one for the ice sheet,
two for the Dallas,

they're all being loaded
as we speak.

Come on.

Sir, we have
about seven hours of air left.

I need you
to generate a list for me

of all nonessential personnel.

Aye, sir, but to what purpose?

I believe we can conserve
our air supply

if we sedate all
the nonessential personnel.

All but day crew are already

on energy
conservation measures, sir.

Yeah, but it's not enough.

Sedating nonessential crew
could buy us some time, sir,

perhaps until help
does arrive.

And if help doesn't arrive
in time, sir,

then the sedated personnel...

Doesn't suffer
with the rest of us.

So there is a bright side
to all this.

How would we manage this, sir?

Send them all to crew quarters.

We'll seal off the deck,

and we'll flood it
with halothane.

Halothane is a potent
anesthetic, sir.

It could have an adverse effect
on some crew members.

Death is an adverse effect.

That's where we're all headed.

We're coming up
on the coordinates now.

Once we land,
we're gonna have to move fast.

I don't want to put these suits
to the full test out there.

Coordinates found.

Take us down!

We have to set the K-bomb down

out of the way
of the rotor wash.

I don't understand
why we couldn't drop it

from the copter
and blow it up from there.

Because impact
with the ice sheet

could damage
the arming circuitry.

- [sighs]
- Whew.

I still don't like it.

This should be far enough away.

It's not pairing.

Give me a sec.

Becca, it won't pair.

Well, what do you mean
it won't pair?

The cold must have damaged it.

Okay, so we can--
we can contact the pilot.

He can talk to Carter.

Maybe he's got
another remote detonator,

one of the old-fashioned ones.

There isn't time
for another detonator.

And the crew of the Dallas,
they don't have that luxury.

Release the gas.

There has to be another way.

There is.

[dramatic music playing]

We have
to detonate it manually.

Uh, okay.

Okay, okay. How do we do that?

One of us stays behind
and triggers it.

Okay. Okay, uh...

I don't--
I don't know how to do that.

Do you know how to do that?

Yeah.

Okay. Show me.

Show me! Show me
how to do it, and I'll do it!

There isn't time
to show you, Becca!

And I wouldn't show you
if I could.

You couldn't stop me.

[chuckles]
Hardly anyone can.

But I need to do this.

And you need to get
back to the Dallas.

Dr. Johnson. Matt, I...

I know.

I know.

Now go before I
change my mind! Go!

Go!

[sentimental music playing]

Hey, make sure
I get a statue for this!

[chuckles]

[tense music playing]

Go for bridge.

Woods to Dallas.

Captain Price here.

Captain, once
the ice sheet is blown,

you have 35 seconds to surface
before the hole refreezes.

Understood, Doctor.

Thank you.

[somber music playing]

Captain, sir,

the ice sheet is broken.

We haven't much time.

XO, prepare for
emergency resurface.

All crew, prepare
for emergency surfacing.

Secure all hatches.

XO, have damage control
standing by.

Damage control teams
standing by.

Blow the ballast tanks.

GARDNER:
Throwing the chicken switches.

XO, once we stabilize,

I need you to refill
the ballast tanks.

We need to get
some air in here.

Sir, we can't remain
at the surface for long.

We will get freezed in.

Noted, XO.

We'll go as fast as possible.

Captain, it's from Dr. Woods.

Let's hear it, Thompson.

Aye, sir.

Welcome back to the land
of the living, Captain Price.

Permission to dock
and come aboard?

Thank you, Doctor.
Good to be back.

Permission granted.

[sighs]

XO, wake up the crew.

We have work to do.

Greetings, Captain, XO.

I'll take these little babies
to the fish tank.

Now if you'll excuse me...

PRICE: Doctor--

Admiral Woods, welcome aboard.

Secretary Carter informed me
they were sending

the country's top geologist
as an advisor.

We're pleased to finally
make your acquaintance.

Thank you, Captain,

but I was drafted,
not promoted,

so you can call me "Doctor."

Not quite used
to the other title yet.

Yes, Doctor.

You're by yourself, ma'am?

I am.

Dr. Johnson...

the remote detonator
wouldn't work in the cold,

so he had
to manually trigger it.

Very, very sorry
for your loss.

Thank you.

How much longer
'til we're ready?

Well, soon as we
refill the ballast

and fill the ship up with air,
we'll be on our way.

Good.

We don't have
a lot of time left.

Get me Captain Price.

RODRIGUEZ:
Captain's on the bridge!

THOMPSON: Captain,
communications are back up,

and I have Senator Carter
on the line.

Thank you, Thompson.
Patch him through.

Captain, good to speak
with you again.

Did our package arrive?

We resurfaced,

thanks to Dr. Johnson.

We have the package,

and we're also here
with Dr. Woods.

We heard about Dr. Johnson.

Dr. Woods, I'm very sorry.

He was a very good man.

How far are you away
from the target?

[sighs] With our
current propulsion system,

we're about 30 minutes away
until we reach the target.

Captain, the ice
is freezing over.

We have to go now.

Gardner, secure
all external hatches.

Prepare to dive.

Aye, sir. Preparing to descend.

Secretary, I have run
the simulations.

If the math is correct,

we have about 20 hours
before the oceans freeze over.

D-Did you say, "20 hours"?

Y-You're breaking up.

- [static crackles]
- Secretary.

S-Secretary, can you hear me?

Captain Price?

Dr. Woods?

We're losing power.

Ah, that's no possible.

The bunker has
a completely different

electrical grid
than the Pentagon.

We have our own generators.

Then we have a problem
with our generators.

I'll get the facility manager.

Gary. Just the man
I was coming to see.

We have a problem.

Y-Yeah, we're aware.

Can you fix it?

Yes, sir, but, uh,
I'll need some help.

Most of my guys, they didn't
make it to the bunker in time.

Well, I can give you a hand.

Sir, perhaps you
should stay behind

and monitor the situation here.

It's been a while, but I think
I know how to turn a wrench.

Where are we going?

Um...

the outer bunker.

That's where
the power station is.

One or more of the generators,

they might
not be functioning well,

and the outer bunker, it's--

it's not as insulated
as we are here.

Could get a bit chilly.

We should get suited up, then.

Okay. I'll grab my tools

and get some extra hands.

We'll meet you in the armory.

CARTER: Thanks.

Ah-ah.

Found that extra pair of hands.

Hello, soldier.

Tate, isn't it?

You work the reception desk.

Yes, ma'am.
I'm a greeter there.

They're training me
to guide tours.

Yeah, you know anything about,
uh, generators and motors?

Uh, my dad runs an A.C.
business back in Mobile.

Uh, I used to help him out
on the weekends,

summers, too.

Should help.

These should fit you both.

Take extra care when you're
working with the tools.

Any small tear in the suit
will leave your skin exposed.

Exposed skin is dead skin.

Thank you, Doctor.

[tense music playing]

Okay.

So the first two torpedoes

initiated another
even more massive slide,

creating
an even bigger blockage.

Now, the K-bombs,

combined with the firepower
of the torpedoes...

here...

will shatter the barrier

and restore
the normal current flow.

The frigid temperatures and
the restricted water exchange

have increased the salinity
and the density at this depth.

We'll factor that
into our firing solution.

Furthermore, the piercing cold
poses a threat

to the torpedoes'
own guidance system.

We should have backup
guidance control in place.

I agree.

Make it happen.

THOMPSON: Captain Price,

please report to the bridge
immediately.

Well, let's get to it.

RODRIGUEZ:
Captain on the bridge.

At ease.

Thompson, I need a report.

Sonar's picking up multiple
large objects ahead, sir.

Icebergs.

All right,
we need to drop 300 meters

in order to avoid 'em.

Aye, sir. Preparing
to descend to 300 meters.

Well, hey, are we
clear to descend?

Aye, sir.

All right, so proceed.

Steady as she goes.

[groaning]

Sorry, sir.
I didn't see that one.

I've got limited visibility.

There could be more of them out
there, sir, that we won't see.

Understood. Rodriguez,
I need a damage report

from other sections.

[grunts]

Ohh! Damn it!

Agh! Agh!

PRICE: Okay.

Dive! Dive! Dive!

[moaning]

Sick bay, report!

Sick bay reporting.

Still gathering
numbers of injuries,

but O'Neil was just brought in
with a massive head wound."

XO, I need reports
on all other sections.

Thompson, I need
a communications status.

Satellite and long-range
communications are down, sir.

Uh, I have sonar capability.

All right, I need you
to locate another submarine.

Aye, sir.

Initiating active
and passive sonar

for nearby submarines.

I need you
to concentrate your efforts

on the Indiana's
last known coordinates.

Aye, sir.

Rodriguez, what's our status?

Still gathering reports, sir.

Thermal shielding is holding.

Awaiting update
on propulsion, sir.

[tense music playing]

That's odd.

Hey, can you, uh,
go check where the pipes run

in the back and see
if there's any fuel leaking?

Yes, sir.

Gary...

where do the generators
get their fuel from?

An underground storage tank.

Where exactly is
this underground storage tank?

Uh, 500 yards from here,
give or take.

A pipe runs from the tank
and then gets to the bunker

and the emergency generators.

No leaks back here.

At very low temperatures,

diesel fuel will start to gel.

It'll get too thick
to flow through the lines.

Hence the low
fuel pressure warnings.

CARTER: So what can we do?

There's in-line heaters.
They--

Right before the gennies,
we need line heaters

on the pipes
closer to the distro hub.

Can we access the hub or
any portion of the fuel lines?

Yeah, but the--
It's a service tunnel.

The service tunnel
isn't heated.

CARTER: That's why
the fuel lines are freezing.

Is there an equipment room
down here?

Are there
more fuel-line heaters?

Yeah. Yeah, come with me.

TATE: How long will these suits
keep us from freezing?

WILSON: Four to five hours

if the temperatures
don't drop much lower.

TATE: How much lower, ma'am?

WILSON:
Minus-273 degrees Celsius,

as long as the suit heaters
are working.

Minus-50 degrees Celsius
once they've lost their charge.

Anything below that,
the Therma-Gel degrades quickly.

Yeah, but if the temperatures
get any lower than that,

these line heaters
won't be of any use anyway.

Then we need to get
to the distro hub quickly

and install them.

Okay, it's 800 feet
up this way.

TATE: What was that?

I'm not sure.

It could be a frost quake.

Did you just make that up?

No. Water in the soil
freezes and expands.

The pressure increases,
and it explodes.

- We should hustle.
- Yeah.

[tense music playing]

It's right up here.

Tate, let's get
those line heaters

up on the top pipe here.

And, Dr. Wilson,
go ahead and torch this.

Okay.

So, sir, what we're
looking at here,

control panel for distro hub.

It's pretty straightforward.

Red means hot. Blue means cold.

Each pipe feeding
Pentagon proper.

Cold, cold, cold.

WILSON: Okay.

Sir, could you hold that?

WILSON: Yeah.
Just like that.

Dr. Wilson,
how's that torch coming?

Getting it done.

WILSON: Watch out.

Sir, there's an issue
in the depth-control system.

Can we resurface?

Not at the moment, sir.

Adjusting the ballast tanks.

There appears to be an issue
with the flood control.

All right, well,
do the best you can.

Aye, sir.

GARY: Typing with gloves, they
don't teach you that at school.

[Carter grunts]

All right, we have...

pressure on one...

pressure on two...

pressure on three...

and four.

CARTER: Good.

What was that?

[Wilson sighs] Frost quake.

All right,
we should get out of here.

CARTER: Agh!

He tore his suit!

WILSON: Tate,
hand me the med-kit!

GARY: It's in the bag,
over in the bag.

WILSON: The electrical tape!

- GARY: Tate, get the bag.
- Tate!

Tate!

- Tate!
- Tate!

Tate, get over here now!

[Carter moaning]

- Tate! Shit.
- Shit. Here.

Gary, help me.
I need to hold his suit.

- GARY: Can you move?
- CARTER: Yeah.

[groans] Let's get out of here.

[grunting]

One third of Engineering
is in sick bay, sir,

with one type of injury
or another.

Thompson, how are we with sonar
reporting any other vessels?

I haven't got anything, sir.

You keep checking.

Aye, sir.

What did we hit?

We hit icebergs,

a whole forest of 'em,

and apparently
they're too dense

for sonars to pick up.

Um, can we travel
any closer to the bottom?

No. We're dead in the water.

Everything's down.

Our communication
system's down,

and we're trying
to reserve energy

until we make all the repairs.

Okay, um, maybe we
can contact Carter,

at least let him know
our situation.

That's not gonna happen.

We're not close
to any other sub.

How did subs communicate
with the surface before?

Well, we were close
to the Indiana,

and then they sent
the message up.

- That's how we did it before.
- Then maybe we can

send another message
to the Indiana.

We're not close
to any other sub.

Okay.

Okay. Um...

well, it sounds
like we need to focus

on getting the comms back up.

Otherwise, we're blind.

How's O'Neil?

Uh, he's got a concussion,

and doctor wants him to stay
in sick bay for 24 hours.

Captain, we--

we don't have 24 hours.

We have less than 15.

Is there anything
I can do to help?

Let's go talk to O'Neil.

I didn't realize
how bad we were hit.

Well, it could have been worse.

Look, hey, stand down, sailor.

You have a concussion.

I need to get back to work.

[sighs] I'm not
doing the Dallas...

any good lying on my back here.

What's our status?

Well, depth system's down.
Propulsion system's down.

Trying to reserve energy
while we're making repairs.

And we're having problems
with comms.

Ah, damn it.

There's no one left.

I'm it.

You need me.

You heard him. We need him.

No, sir, he can
barely even sit up.

- There's no--
- O'Neil is the only one

who can fix comms.
You said it's priority.

We have to get ahold of Carter.

Okay, yes, I agree with you,

but there's no way the doctor
is gonna sign off on this.

Is--Is there anyone else
in Engineering who can--

O'Neil is the only one

who knows every system
in the ship from stem to stern.

Okay, but, sir,
if he loses consciousness,

this whole thing
is for nothing.

Look, then I will
bring him back.

We have to act while he's up.

O'NEIL: Dr. Woods, I can do it.

All right.
I'm ready when you are.

- [groans]
- Come on, friend.

Let's go, buddy.

[Price sighs] Okay.

O'NEIL: I got this.

[Carter groaning]

Sir, c-can you stand?

[unzips zipper]

Doc, hey, how bad is it?

Looks like it's only
first-degree frostbite.

No permanent damage.

You're lucky your suit
tore where it did.

[unzips zipper]

I don't feel lucky.

And Tate was
even less fortunate.

Med-kit.

There's ibuprofen
in the med-kit

if your leg
bothers you too much.

Thank you, Doctor,
I'm gonna be fine.

I just need to get back,

see if they've reestablished
contact with the Dallas.

O'NEIL: Ay-yi-yi.

Okay, I got it.
I got it. Thank you.

O'Neil?

[sighs] Running diagnostic.

Well, is there anything
we can do to help?

No. I'm the only crew member
who knows the configuration.

There it is. [laughs]

Got you, you little f--

O'Neil! Easy.

Oh, I did it.

The comms are back.

- [winces]
- I need two medics

and a stretcher
in Engineering.

Look, can you stay here
until the medics get here?

- I'm needed on the bridge.
- Of course.

Hey.

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

All right.

Captain's on the bridge!

At ease.

Thank you, Lieutenant.

- Sir?
- Has anybody else seen this?

- No, sir.
- Good.

I don't want
anybody else to know.

I want everybody
to still have hope.

[sighs] O'Neil's back in bed.

Captain...

you okay?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm okay.

Thank you for putting O'Neil
back in bed.

I know he can be a handful.

Captain,
I got depth control back.

Had to swap out
a few circuits.

Heard word
that propulsion is up.

We're nearing the site now.

That's good to know.
Full speed ahead.

We have to work to do!

So this is where we are.

The slide is
even more massive than before.

Okay, but according to the data
I got from Lieutenant Danby,

the torpedo struck at an angle
of 225 degrees here.

The idea is that we come around
to the opposite side,

strike here.

That should blow it.

Well, it's worth a shot.

I'll inform Carter.

All right.

Uh, Captain, do you care

if I run to the torpedo room,
check on the progress

of refitting the K-bombs
to the torpedoes?

Yes, of course.

- All right.
- Do you know where it is?

Uh, I'm sure I can find my way.

Captain on the bridge!

At ease, everyone.

Thompson, prepare
to send a message

- to the Secretary.
- Ready, sir.

Position 58 degrees,
39 minutes, 2.4 seconds north.

30 degrees, 37 minutes,
50.5 seconds west.

Position 58 degrees,
39 minutes, 2.4 seconds north.

30 degrees, 37 minutes,
50.5 seconds west.

Right.

We're en route
to deliver the package.

Hope this is not a Hail Mary.

Message ready, sir.

Send it.

Sent, sir.

[thrilling music playing]

Helm, I need a full stop.

Once we release
torpedo number one,

I need full reversal.

Aye, aye, sir. Full stop.

PRICE: When the torpedo
hits the weak point

of the debris slide,
we'll need to move fast.

Launch torpedo number one.

Launching torpedo number one.

Full astern, Captain.

[grunts]

Direct hit, Captain!

- Excellent.
- Hold.

Incoming debris.

Increase reverse speed.

Reverse at full speed, sir.

XO, I need a damage report.

I need to know exactly where
that water leak is coming from.

[tense music playing]

I thought we fixed that.

I thought so, too, sir.

Uh, get Freiberg back in here.
We gotta figure this out.

Outer hull breach
above the engine room.

I'm detecting structural damage
to the inner hull,

though it currently
remains intact.

Where exactly
is the structural damage?

Directly above
the reactor, sir.

Thompson, report.

Sir, it looks part
of the slide broke free.

I don't know if part of it
is gonna be enough.

I have no access
to satellite imagery.

We have to finish this
while we're down here.

We don't know if we're
gonna have another chance.

Captain, we have
one torpedo left.

After that...

Woods, I know.
We're going as fast as we can.

After we have
everything repaired,

we're gonna launch
the second torpedo.

[tense music playing]

The line heaters didn't work.

Okay, they did briefly.

What if we took all the heaters
off the pipes

and concentrated them on one
pipe along its entire length?

It might work.

You don't sound
too positive, Doc.

It's just been
two steps forward,

one step back all damn day.

The Dall is depending on us,

and we're spinning our wheels.

Positive or not,
if we're gonna do something,

we need to do it quick.
If those gennies quit--

We're all screwed.

Understood, Doctor.

Now, each of the generators

powers a different portion
of the bunker.

Number one powers
underground command,

the armory, medical,
the launchpad,

and a few offices.

The rest of the generators,
they power the kitchen,

sleeping areas,
and some storage rooms.

Okay, well,
we're gonna need command

so we can communicate
with the rest of the country,

the Dalla and to download
all the satellite data.

So we take the heaters,
and we place them

on the pipe powering
generator number one.

- Okay.
- Sir, Gary and I

can handle moving the heaters.

Perhaps you can coordinate
an evacuation

and supply move to the
underground command center.

Yeah, I can handle that.

Thank you, sir.

Sir, ballast control
is barely functioning.

We need more than "barely,"
Lieutenant.

Stabilize this boat.

Doing my best, sir.

Danby, can we proceed with
that second torpedo launch?

I believe we still
have a shot, sir.

Sonar, relay targeting
to Weapons.

Aye, sir.
Targeting data relayed.

Weapons, initiate
the launch sequence.

[tense music playing]

Anytime now, Lieutenant.

Sir, it's not...

The torpedo
is jammed in the tube.

Our torpedo hatches
are starting to freeze up, sir.

- Move it to the second tube.
- Aye, sir.

We should have
launch capability momentarily.

Sir...

if this torpedo fails,

we are rapidly
running out of options.

We need to come up
with an alternative plan.

Let's solve this problem
first, Doctor.

Captain, the torpedo
is now in tube number one.

Thank you, Lieutenant.

Helm reverse our course
by 2,500 meters.

Affirmative, Captain.

Reversing course accordingly.

We can't afford another impact,
whether this works or not.

Weapons, prep tube one
for launch.

Aye, sir. Tube one
prepped for launch.

- Launch torpedo.
- Launching torpedo.

[tense music playing]

I didn't hear
the outer hatch close, Danby.

The hatch failed to open, sir.

Torpedo didn't launch, Captain.

Weapons, identify the issue,
rectify it,

and then launch the torpedo.

Attempting to trouble-shoot,
Captain.

The outer hatch is jammed,

frozen shut, or possibly
struck by debris.

And guidance control
is offline.

Captain, with
the torpedo tube jammed

and no way to control
the trajectory,

could we potentially drop
the torpedo onto the slide?

To do that, we're gonna
have to position ourselves

directly over the slide,
exposing us to the explosion.

We have less than two hours

before the entire globe
is encompassed in ice.

Okay. Got an idea.

There's a hatch
to access a midget sub.

That sub is not there.

We can actually drop
a torpedo from the hatch.

Show me.

Captain's on the bridge!

Rodriguez...

crew...

may I have your attention,
please?

We'll be heading
to the debris field

in just a few minutes,

and we'll be dropping
an MK-48 over the debris field.

Captain, we won't
have sufficient time

to escape the blast wave.

Well, you may be right,

but we're gonna try.

Attention, crew, this is
your captain speaking.

In just a few minutes,

we'll be heading
over the debris field.

At that time, we'll be
dropping over an MK-48

over the debris field.

I'm here to inform you

there is a chance that we
may not beat an exit in time.

I just want you to know
it has been my honor

to serve all of you
aboard this ship.

Captain out.

Sir, we'll never know
if it worked.

But the world will know,

and they'll know we did it.

Lieutenant Gardner...

take us to the debris field,
maximum speed.

Aye, sir.

Weapons, E.T.A.
on MK-48 readiness?

It's being positioned now, sir.

[somber music playing]

Directly over
the debris slide, Captain.

Open the hatch.

Outer hatch opening, sir.

MK-48 deployed, sir.

Impact in 40.

Helm, get us out of here!

[thrilling music playing]

Now!

Stevens, I need you to locate

my facilities personnel

and tell them to report
to me here, all right?

You and you, I need you
to go and locate people

and bring them
to the command center.

Now! We're running out of time!

Let's get moving!

[tense music playing]

XO! Damage report.

XO, report--

She's unconscious,
but she's breathing.

This is your captain speaking.

I need two corpsmen
on the bridge.

I need a stretcher.

Rodriguez has been hurt.

Thompson, did it work?

No, sir.

The debris slide is larger.

The bottom topography
has altered.

The temperatures
are dropping further.

Water density is increasing.

The cold is growing
at an exponential rate.

Helm, damage report.

Sir, blast debris
struck the ice sheet.

ricocheted off, and struck us.

Another outer-hull breach
near the ballast compartment.

We have 30% battery left,

and we are now
incapable of movement.

I don't know how we survived.

Do we have a plan C?

Well, Hail Mary's
been canceled.

We're not going anywhere.

Right. Well, hold on.

Hey, keep it organized,
everyone!

We're gonna have
to find this stuff later.

I understand.

[somber music playing]

That's the backup
battery lights

for the service tunnel.
If they're on,

there's no power to the bunker.
We need to go now.

Come on.

[tense music playing]

Get the line heaters
up along the pipe right here.

- Okay. Yeah.
- Try to concentrate them.

- They'll get more conduction.
- All right.

- Right here.
- Here.

- Grab this one.
- Yeah.

Ooh.

How's that look?

That's good.
Just try to make sure...

they're nice and tight.

Okay.

Just checking to see

what the pressure readings
look like.

[tense music playing]

Captain, according
to my sonar picture,

we appear to be trapped
between several icebergs.

Thompson, what's
the situation above us?

Well, the blast knocked
several holes in the ice sheet,

but they're freezing up fast.

Can we launch a floater antenna
before the ice refreezes?

I believe we can, sir.

That's the best news
I heard all day. Do it.

Aye, sir.

Launching antenna.

Thompson.

Nothing, sir.

No, wait.

I have a signal.

It's up, sir.
It's from Chile, sir.

And it's visual.

Put it on the screen.

[dramatic music playing]

Can you get back up?

I can't, sir.

They stopped transmitting.

Then find another signal.

Scanning.

There's nothing on any channel.

It's all gone.

PRICE: We are not giving up.

Initiate emergency
action methods.

We suffered a hull breach.

Movement impeded by ice.

We urgently request assistance.

Include our I.D. and location.

SEAM transmission ready, sir.

Is there anyone left
to receive the message?

I don't know, but I'm not
throwing in the towel yet.

Transmit the SEAM message,
Thompson.

Doctor, you're with me.
I have an idea.

PRICE: Gardner has the bridge.

Okay, hold that.

Okay.

[tense music playing]

Let me see.

One...

That's not good.

Okay, quick damage assessment.

- Okay.
- Outer door on tube one,

it's damaged from the outside.
That can't be used.

Now, the outer door two
is okay,

but it failed to launch,

probably
from pneumatic failure.

Okay, uh, can you talk us
through what we need to do?

Well, I can try.

Ay-yi-yi. Okay.

First off, we need to check
every valve and every fitting.

We need to make sure
everything is tight

and nothing is leaking.

Look over in my toolbox.

Could you get that leak
checked for me?

- It's just right over there.
- Yeah.

Okay. Come on.
Hurry up with that leak check.

Will the generators
come on by themselves,

or do you need
to start them manually?

No, they're all auto-restart.

If the diesel's flowing,

they should start up
any minute now.

[hopeful music playing]

- [laughing]
- Okay, baby!

- Yeah!
- [both laughing]

- Okay.
- All right.

Yeah, let's get out of here.

This suit is making me
claustro-frickin'-phobic.

Okay, people,
we're back online.

Stevens, give me a secure link
to the White House.

I need you to get all
these monitors up and running

and get our data back online.

And I need a secure link
to the Dallas.

Come on.

I think that's it.

No leaks.

Okay, now we're gonna run
a system diagnostic,

and if that checks out,

then we got one working tube

with a fish already in it
ready to launch.

- Whoa, whoa. Hey, hey.
- Whoa.

Look, I'm okay. I got it.

Look, Dr. Woods here
can help me.

Go on back to the bridge, sir.
We got this.

Look here. Look over there.

Turn that one to the left
as I turn this to the right.

1, 2, 3...

perfect.

Thompson, which iceberg's
giving you problems?

Big one 10 degrees
off our starboard bow.

Lieutenant Danby, you got that?

Aye, sir. Big one 10 degrees
off our starboard bow.

Tube two should be prepped.

Launch on my command.

Launch torpedo.

Launching torpedo.

THOMPSON: Fish away.

THOMPSON: Target obliterated.

Helm, bring propulsion online.

Set speed to two knots.

Aye, sir.
Bringing propulsion online.

Speed set to two knots.

Captain...

propulsion is offline.

[tense music playing]

Price to Engineering.

Engineering here.

Propulsion's offline.

We're not moving.

On it.

What's wrong with it?

[sighs] Bearing failure.

The motor seized up.

Okay. Can it be replaced?

If I had another one, yes.

Fred, don't torpedoes have
a propulsion system? Right?

They do. They're smaller.

The components are smaller,
but yeah.

Okay, are they interchangeable?

Could they be modified to fit?

Possibly, but the motor
from a torpedo,

that doesn't generate
enough juice

that's gonna turn
the propeller shafts in a sub.

How many torpedoes
do we have left?

We're down to three.

Would two motors work?

[sighs] I don't know.

It's never been done before.

Nothing we're doing down here
has ever been done before.

Of course, I'd have to make
some modifications.

But, yeah,
let's give it a shot.

Let's do it.

Come on.
We don't have a lot of time.

[sighs]

Ay-yi-yi.

This is gonna take
a lot of jerry-rigging

to get this thing to work.
Pliers.

If this works,
you're gonna win a medal.

[sighs] Well,
that's what I live for.

Come on.

[tense music playing]

There we go. Take these.

Gardner, what's the status
of the propulsion system?

O'Neil's fixing it.
Dr. Woods is assisting.

Price here.

Good news. The propulsion
system is back online,

but I don't know how long

this jerry-rigging mess
is gonna run,

but it is running,
so move while you can, sir!

You heard that,
Lieutenant Gardner.

Move us out of here, two knots.

Aye, aye, sir.
Ahead two knots.

Are we moving, Lieutenant?

Negative, sir.

O'Neil, we're still not moving.

What? We should be, sir.

Look, I'm gonna check on it
and get back to you.

[somber music playing]

You have the White House yet?

Yeah?

No, absolutely.

Understood.

All right, guys.
Here's the thing.

O'NEIL: Engineering to bridge.

This is Captain.

We found the problem, sir.

Our hull sensors were offline.

When I got them working,
Doc and I found

that the outer hull had
been breached by an iceberg.

It's holding us here.

Is there any way
to free ourselves?

I mean, what if we
gently rock back and forth

while increasing our mass?

We'd be likely to tear
the outer hull even more.

Captain.

This sub is equipped

with emergency
immersion suits, right?

It is, but it's too cold
out there for these suits.

Okay. The Dallas is
testing the Therma-Gel.

Is there any of it left?

Yes.

We can fortify one of the suits
with the Therma-Gel,

send someone out with
an underwater cutting torch...

cut the iceberg.

Sounds ridiculous.

But we don't have
any other ideas.

Let's do it.

Let's?

Divers always dive in pairs.

I need a buddy.

Okay, listen up.

There's no radios
in these suits,

so you're gonna have
to use arm signals.

Just tug on the line
connecting you

to get each other's attention.

And this is very important.

Once I close the inner hatch,

fasten the jog line
inside the hatch,

and when you're ready
for me to flood it,

just knock three times.

And if you s--

...when you succeed
and you're back,

just knock three more times,

and I'm gonna pump
the water out.

Be careful.

Two minutes...

and the cold will take you.

Come on. Go, go.

Go.

[tense music playing]

- Captain!
- [Woods grunts]

- Cap! What happened?!
- He cut us free,

but I think
the cold got to him.

- Help me take his helmet off.
- No, leave his helmet on

'til we get to sick bay.
Come on. Go, go, go, go, go!

O'Neil to bridge.

Bridge. Lieutenant Gardner.

Gardner, Captain's order,

get us out of here now.

Aye, O'Neil.
Getting us out of here.

- We're running out of time.
- And torpedoes.

Everything that we
have thrown at this slide

has succeeded at nothing
but making it bigger.

I don't think one more torpedo
is gonna have any...

...kind of--

Okay, right here,

we have the Reykjanes Ridge.

Then we have the Charlie Gibbs
Fracture Zone.

I remember Thompson said
after the last explosion,

it changed the topography.

Which means?

Plate tectonics.

This area is
very geologically active.

Okay, so seismic activity
created the slide, right?

We can use seismic activity
to destroy it.

How?

So we are gonna find
the weakest point

nearest the slide.

We target that
with the torpedo.

That should trigger
another earthquake,

releasing the warmer currents.

Would it work?

I don't know.

Do we have a better idea?

Well, other than ramming
the debris field

and blowing up the reactor,

I can't think
of another option.

Well, if the torpedo fails,
we may have to do that.

Lieutenant Gardner,
bring us about.

Aye, sir. Bringing us about.

Weapons...

prep the last fish for launch.

Aye, sir. Prepping torpedo.

Dr. Woods,
will you help Thompson

find the best target
for a torpedo?

Okay, Thompson,
where would you say

the topography changed the most
after the last explosion?

Oh, at 58 degrees,
uh, 42 minutes north,

and 30 degrees,
39 minutes west.

Okay, and how exactly
was it changed?

Well, the bottom raised up,
and a deep fissure opened.

The fissure.

That's the target.

Thompson, relay
those coordinates to Weapons.

Coordinates relayed, sir.

Lieutenant...

launch the torpedo.

THOMPSON:
We have impact, Captain.

But the torpedo didn't blow.

PRICE: That's our last one.

Uh, according to my sonar,
the previous explosion,

it blew, uh,
large chunks of rock debris

into the--into the ice above.

What if we knock
some of it down?

It would fall on the torpedo

and then set it off.

Find us some nice big debris.

Lieutenant Gardner,
once you have the coordinates,

ahead full.

Coordinates acquired.
Ahead full.

[groaning]

Hull breach! Torpedo room!

Seal off that compartment!

Close the watertight doors!
Sound the alarm!

Sealing compartment!
Sounding evacuation alarm!

Closing watertight doors!

[second alarm blaring]

Bridge, status report.

[sighs] Navigation's offline.

Propulsion's offline.

Battery 15%.

Sonar online.

HF communications are offline.

VLF are online.

Weapons offline.

Torpedo room flooded.

Compartment seal holding.
No flooding to other decks.

All crew accounted for.

Sir, I'm picking up
further activity of the target.

Water temperature's increasing
at 3 degrees per minute.

Thompson. Thompson,
can you scan for 28 kilohertz?

Yes, ma'am. Why?

We're close enough

to my geological survey buoys.

They can transmit
their VLF frequencies.

They can let us know
if we've succeeded!

Scanning 28 kilohertz.

I've got it!

Okay, is there any way
to display the data?

WOODS:
The temperature's going up.

Could it be the residual effect
from the explosion?

No. No.

GARDNER: Sir, navigation
and propulsion are back up.

It's working.

It's working.

The buoys are detecting
massive seismic activity.

Sir, the ice sheet,

it's breaking apart.

Gardner, take us up.

[laughs]

[somber music playing]

Have you heard anything
from the Dallas yet?

No.

GARDNER: We have
breached the ice, sir.

[laughs]

Excellent, Lieutenant.

What is the status
of our diesel engines?

I can bring them online, sir.

Start 'em up.

Starting the engines, sir.

Thompson, do you have
communications back up?

Yes, sir.

I need to make a call
to the Pentagon.

Carter.

Secretary Carter...

I'm pleased to announce
that our mission was a success.

The debris field
has been eliminated.

They did it!

[cheering]

[laughing]

Thank you.

Thank you, Admiral Price.

Admiral?

Thank you, sir.

You don't outrank me anymore.

Look, uh, you, your crew,

Dr. Woods,
and especially Dr. Johnson

took this assignment
at great personal cost.

And I, the citizens
of the United States,

and the President
want to thank you.

Thank you, sir.

We have some repairs to make

before we can be on our way.

We hope to see you soon.

Safe travels.

All right, guys.

See if we can get ahold
of our families.

Attention, all crew.

Let's get ourselves patched up.

We're going home.

DANBY: There she is.

PRICE: Rodriguez.

- [cheers and applause]
- Welcome back.

- Yeah!
- Welcome back.

Thank you, sir.

Stop.

Welcome back.

Ambient temperature
has increased

to a balmy -10 degrees Celsius,

and it continues to climb.

Well, that's hardly
beach weather,

but I'll take it.

Lieutenant Gardner,

set a course
to Portsmouth Shipyard.

Aye, aye, sir.

Portsmouth Shipyard,
ahead 10 knots.

We did it.

Yes, we did, Doctor.

Yes, we did.

We're goin' home.

[hopeful music playing]