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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]