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SPRING, 1942
HITLER'S U-BOATS WREAK HAVOC IN THE NORTH ATLANTIC...
SINKING OVER 1000 ALLIED SHIPS AND...
THREATENING TO DESTROY...
THE SUPPLY LINE FROM AMERICA TO ENGLAND.
UNABLE TO CRACK THE NEW U-BOAT RADIO CODES...
ALLIES STRUGGLE BLINDLY AGAINST THE GERMAN ONSLAUGHT.
Enemy speed eight.
Angle to the bow, sixty.
Enemy speed eight. Angle to bow, sixty.
Mark is set.
Depth is set.
Range, five hundred.
In firing range.
Torpedo speed, 35 knots.
Spread shots from tubes one and four!
Tubes 1 and 4 ready.
Spread shots.
Fire!
Torpedoes running.
5, 4, 3...
2, 1...
Jawoh!
Ja!
Great shot, Captain.
Yes, gentlemen.
We broke their back, gentlemen.
Fast screws! Bearing 180!
A destroyer!
Down to 90 meters.
Both motors full ahead!
All hands forward!
Seal torpedo hatches!
Starboard rudder twenty!
Starboard rudder twenty.
Check all hull openings!
Come about.
Passing 200 degrees.
45 meters. Fast dive, Captain.
Both hydroplanes, please.
Steady at 220 degrees.
Contact drawing right.
Port engine stop.
Port engine stopped.
Port engine half back.
Depth charges!
Hold on!
The Tommies are crapping all over us!
Careful, that's fuel leaking!
Stop that leak!
She's dropped to 120 meters, Captain.
Blow all tanks! Surface! Surface!
Everything clear. Lockouts to the bridge!
Diesel room, answer me!
I need a damage report, Hans!
They're all dead, Captain. All our mechanics.
The Chief Mechanic, the fat kid...
the whole engine crew. All dead.
Port exhaust hatch broke.
Port diesel is flooded.
Crankcase is full of seawater. Starboard diesel...
seized 2 days ago.
What about my batteries?
Damaged. 300 amps bow, 200 stern.
It's useless!
We have only enough power to dive and maybe maneuver.
Thank you, Hans. Pass the word to conserve electricity.
- Radioman! - Captain?
To Berlin:
Location 85-32.
Diesel engines out. Electric motors only.
Send help.
There he is.
Andy, where you been? I want you to meet Joanie.
Andy Tyler, my best friend.
We went to Annapolis together.
Nice to meet you.
I got you one of Larson's stogies.
To our next sub skipper.
Lieutenant! A few beers with the enlisted boys?
- You got it, Griggs. - All right.
Mr. Tyler?
My mom's here. Can I bring her over?
Sure thing, Trigger.
That's the lieutenant I was talking about.
Lieutenant Tyler!
Hello, Prudence. Louise.
Mrs. Dahlgren. Captain.
Where's your date, Andy? You never stag.
Too short notice, ma'am.
Captain, could I have a word?
Certainly.
Darling, excuse us. I'll be right back.
I didn't get my boat.
I know.
Only one way that could have happened.
If you withheld your recommendation.
That's right. I just don't think you're ready.
I'm not ready?
I worked my tail off on the S-33.
I'm qualified in every area.
No officer has higher marks.
You're not ready to take command on your own.
I've made my decision.
It's done.
Mr. Tyler.
How you doing, sir?
Having a good time?
Hell yeah, Chief.
How 'bout you?
Looking forward to getting underway. I'm a sea dog.
Need some salt, sir.
He torpedoed me, Chief.
9 months aboard the S-33.
Doing the best I know.
Over and over again...
to make sure I didn't miss anything.
You'll get your chance, sir. There's other commands.
You knew?
Didn't warn me.
Ain't my place, sir.
Club's secured! Time to go!
Everyone out, this club's secured.
What is this, Sergeant?
- You the senior man? - I'm the X.O. Of the S-33.
These men have a 48-hour liberty pass.
No, sir, not no more.
What the hell are these yardbirds doing?
Looks like a Nazi submarine.
Andy.
This is a fine Navy day.
They wouldn't give me 5 minutes to consume my marriage.
- What's going on? - Put your cover on.
Yes, sir.
- Call the crew to quarters. - Aye, Captain.
Quarters!
Everybody fall in!
In formation!
All crew members present.
Very well, at ease.
Sorry your liberty's been cut short...
but our schedule's changed.
We have 2 hours to get stowed and set the maneuvering watch.
Mr. Larson, load the tubes with your 4 best fish.
Mr. Emmett, warm up diesels and line up batteries.
Mr. Taylor, load dry stores, ordnance and perishables.
Gentlemen, it's our turn!
That's all.
'Ten-tion!
Aye, Captain.
Crew dismissed!
You heard the man! Stores load!
6 seconds to get on your boondockers and turn to!
This for real, or is it a drill?
What's "our turn" mean?
I thought we had 2-day liberty.
I don't know.
But I'll find out.
Get your jobs done.
Captain Dahlgren.
We're obviously not going to the Caribbean Station.
We going on a Special Op.
You, Mr. Emmett and Mr. Larson will be briefed underway.
Aye, sir.
I'm gonna need the best from you on this run...
regardless of any differences.
Are we clear on that?
Yes, sir.
Good.
Go find Radioman Wentz and...
escort him to the materiel office.
Mr. Tyler. How are you, son?
I'm fine, Admiral Duke. What brings you here?
He does. Lieutenant Hirsch.
He's riding your boat.
You're not working for Sublant on this run.
Hirsch has operational control.
Anything he wants, he gets.
Is this him?
I understand...
your family's from Koblentz.
Good Rhine farming folk.
You understand me?
Can you speak passable German?
Can you read and write it?
Or are you just a farm boy...
with a German name?
Just a farm boy...
who can read, write and speak quite well.
I studied German at Brown University...
before joining the war.
Thank you, Wentz.
He'll do.
That's all for now, Wentz.
Lieutenant, prepare the boat.
Aye, sir. Admiral.
Mr. Tyler, please.
Don't tell the others I'm half German.
They'll hate me.
Sure thing, Wentz.
You all right, Mr. Tyler?
Tip-top, Eddie, tip-top.
I want to thank you for that liberty pass.
My girls thanks you too.
You're a good man, Mr. Tyler.
Your heart's in the right place.
Just give it some time.
I heard about what happened.
That's one of the advantages of being seen and not seen.
You'd be surprised what shit we mess doers hear.
Don't go dropping my eggs!
Excuse me, Mr. Tyler.
You just pick 'em up.
Tyler!
When were you gonna tell me? I heard it from the chief.
What can I say? He shit-canned me.
You gonna transfer to another boat?
Excuse me. Where can I find the e-xec of this thing?
That's me. We'll have your truck unloaded shortly.
Unload it now.
Here's the manifest. Get that below decks.
Who are you?
Major Coonan. Office of Naval Intelligence.
I'm going to sea with you.
That's my luggage. You got a problem, talk to Mr. Hirsch.
You're clear.
- Cast off lines forward. - Cast off forward!
- Take in lines aft. - Cast off aft!
Rudder amidships, one-third.
All ahead one-third!
Bridge hatch shut.
Engine room, secure the diesels.
Shift propulsion to the battery.
Main induction indicates shut.
- Green board, skipper. - Very well.
Passing the 100 fathom curve. On course, on time, sir.
Engine room reports secured diesels, propulsion switched.
- All ahead two-thirds. - All ahead two-thirds.
Mr. Emmett, make her depth 150 feet. 10 degrees down bubble.
150 feet, 10 degrees down bubble, sir.
Chief of watch, sound the dive alarm.
Open the main ballast tank vents.
Passing the word.
Dive, dive, dive!
Main ballast tank vents open.
Both planes dive 15 degrees.
All clear.
Decks awash.
Decks awash. Aye, sir.
Your first time on a submarine?
That's right.
60 feet.
Lower the scope.
Engine room reports minor flooding form the shaft seals.
Bilge, 18" and rising.
Very well.
How deep does this go?
All the way to the bottom.
We don't get below 150 feet.
Any deeper, the leaks overwhelm the pumps.
These S-boats are antiques, older than the crew.
- 100 feet. - Aye.
Excuse me, Mr. Emmett.
Put a patch on it and lash it with marline.
The yard can fix it when we get back to port.
Relax, gentlemen.
She's old, but she'll hold.
Last night, at 300 hours...
a British destroyer reported sinking a German U-boat.
Sometime thereafter...
Allied stations triangulated a coded enemy radio signal...
to this position near the Chop Line.
We believe the U-boat was disabled, not sunk...
and is drifting east at 4 knots.
French resistance reported a resupply submarine...
sailed from Lorient yesterday...
with engine parts and mechanics.
We believe it's gonna rendezvous with the disabled U-boat.
On board that U-boat is this.
A typewriter?
An Enigma code machine.
It allows the German Navy to communicate with its subs.
Our inability to decipher their messages...
is costing us this war.
Mr. Coonan?
This is a Trojan Horse operation.
The S-33 will rendezvous with the U-boat...
posing as the German sub.
I will lead a boarding party dressed in Kriegsmarine uniforms.
We will take the boat and secure the Enigma.
Survivors go to the S-33 and the U-boat will be scuttled.
When the German submarine arrives
they'll assume the U-boat succumbed to its wounds.
The Germans must never suspect we have the Enigma. That's vital.
- It's a race? - Effectively.
Who's the boarding party?
You, sir, the X.O.
Mr. Emmett, Mr. Larson, Mr. Hirsh and 9 of your company.
The Captain will remain on board the S-33.
Mr. Coonan, our boys are submarine sailors...
not combat Marines.
Boys on that U-boat are too.
They'll be ready. I'll train 'em myself.
You've come to the right boat.
Okay, let's give it a test.
You said you could repair engines?
Captain...
I apprenticed in my uncle's garage, fixing scooters
I tried.
Damn it!
I need a mechanic!
Ahoy, friends!
We have many wounded.
Take us prisoner, please.
What are they saying?
They desire to be our guests.
Impossible. Shoot them.
What, sir?
Standing orders of the Führer:
Pick up no survivors.
If they are found...
they will report our position.
Go on.
I'm telling you, she was hotter than Dorothy Lamour.
Really?
She was interested but...
she was classy.
Type that wants to go to a country club dance.
Like you've ever seen the inside of a country club!
Not that I even want to.
I can see...
I'm not getting anywhere with her, so...
I use my secret weapon.
I tell her about the S-26. Does the trick.
You won't be talking about that while we're underway?
- What happened with the S-26? - Yeah, what?
You don't know?
No.
She was running a test dive off Norfolk.
Shaft seal failed.
She sunk to 400 feet.
Know how much pressure there is that deep?
Mazzola,
you'll be the first eating powdered eggs on this cruise.
Come in.
This is our position, Captain.
We're bucking pretty heavy seas.
We're about 3 hours behind schedule.
I told Emmett to run at flank speed...
until we make up the lost time.
That's fine, Lieutenant.
You're a first-rate X.O., Andy.
A damn good submariner.
I know the men like you.
I'd give my life for any one of them.
I'm not questioning your bravery.
The question is, what about their lives?
You and Mr. Emmett are good friends.
Went through the Academy together.
Would you sacrifice his life?
What about the younger men?
A lot of them look up to you like a big brother.
Would you lay their lives on the line?
You see, you hesitate.
But as a captain, you can't.
You have to act.
If you don't, you put the entire crew at risk.
That's the job. It's not a science.
You have to make hard decisions...
based on imperfect information.
Asking men to carry out orders that may result in their deaths.
And if you're wrong...
you suffer the consequences.
If you're not prepared to make those decisions...
without pause, without reflection,
you've got no business being a submarine captain.
Tell Mr. Hirsch I'd like a word with him.
Aye, sir.
- More soup, Captain? - Thank you.
Wish I was going with you.
I feel the same, Carson.
Gentlemen, I'd like to propose a toast.
To the officers and crew of the S-33...
our distinguished guests, Mr. Hirsch, Mr. Coonan.
- Success, gentlemen. - Success.
- Captain Dahlgren? - What is it?
Chief says we picked up a radar contact at 070.
Very well.
Mr. Larson.
Signal lamp off starboard bow!
I see it.
Pass the word along.
Submarine off starboard. Stand by battle stations.
Aye, sir.
All right, one last time.
Tyler's raft gets from the conning tower.
My raft gets the gun crew.
And no one shoots till I shoot first.
- You read me? - Yes, sir.
Outstanding. Lock and load.
You'll be all right, son.
The German resupply sub has a 14-know speed.
That puts them at 12 hours away.
Very well.
Captain, the boarding party's reading, awaiting your go ahead.
I want to give that U-boat as little silhouette as I can.
Prepare to disembark the boarding party.
This thing goes south...
I'll blow that Nazi boat right out of the water.
Understood, sir.
Very well.
All set, Captain.
Listen to me.
Get their trophy and get out of there.
Aye, sir.
Boys are gonna be fine.
I know, sir.
Good luck, Andy.
Godspeed, skipper.
Our comrades have brought us fresh eggs...
and even our mail.
Easy, Mr. Hirsch.
We're almost there.
We'll bushwhack 'em good.
We got 12 men topside. 3 on the bridge...
4 on the foredeck, and 5 aft.
Remember, both rafts need to be tied up before we move.
Jesus, they got machine guns!
Steady, gentlemen.
Wait for the signal.
Mr. Hirsch.
Welcome!
Have we got a job for you.
Mr. Hirsch?
Hello the boat, asshole.
Shut up.
Goddamn, Hirsch, say something.
Which of you are the mechanics?
Who's the mechanic?
We're all very skilled mechanics.
We'll have you underway before dawn.
Look at this!
Who wants that junk?
Pornography and dirty letters...
stinking of French perfume.
A sack of pure shit.
I should throw it overboard.
Come aboard.
Come.
Welcome aboard.
Aren't you from Wiesbaden?
Alarm!
Let's board! Get out of the rafts!
Repel boarders! Alarm dive!
Conning tower! Move!
Clear the conning tower!
Another one!
Griggs is hit!
Open it!
Move!
Trigger, to the back!
Griggs? Griggs!
- Got to get inside! - Griggs!
Chief, tank! Come down now!
Ready!
Quick, open it! Fire!
Tyler, let's go! Inside!
Cover your men! Go!
Don't let 'em close it!
Flood all the tanks!
Let's drown these vermin! Move your asses!
Faster! Down!
...2, 3, 4, 5...
Shut it.
Get down! Go!
Go, go, go!
Get off him! Don't move!
Get back!
Drop it!
Get him!
Get 'em out of here!
- You all right? - I'm okay.
Stern team, go! Bow team, go!
I'm out of clips. You go ahead.
Rabbit!
Get 'em out of here!
Get down!
Who's the captain?
Captain? You, ugly? You the captain?
Trigger, anybody moves, shoot 'em. Understand?
- Yes, sir! - All right.
Hirsch, we got it.
Out!
Get down!
Rabbit, check the bilge for scuttling charge.
Give me your weapon!
Goddamn it, stay there!
Hirsch, we got the code books!
That ink's running. Dry it.
It's water soluble.
Use your blankets.
Just pipes and valves, Emmett.
Bow compartments secure!
Bunch of Marys.
How you doin'?
You're number 10.
Havin' a good night?
Führer ain't gonna be too happy you all lost his boat.
Lucky number 11, go.
First time lookin' at a black man?
Get used to it
Get over here!
Hurry up, it'll be sunup in an hour.
Fuse is burning, sir.
She's burning! Get this raft loaded!
Let's move!
All prisoners are transferred to the S-33.
Very well.
Andy.
Make sure you got everything.
Let's go.
Everybody below decks! It's an attack!
Chief, take us down!
- Go, Hirsch! - The Enigma!
Everybody below decks!
Trigger!
Grab hold!
Come on, Trigger!
Got it.
Help me! Oh, no.
We got to get out of here!
- There's still men in the water. - Let's go.
Go!
Andy!
Go!
Dive!
Take her down!
Dive!
Tyler, let's go!
You find those vents?
Everything's in German!
Rabbit, get in the torpedo room. Where's the One-M-C?
Trigger, get on the helm!
Mazzola, the planes!
- Wentz, what's this? - There's no label.
They're the aft ballast valves.
The midship vents.
- Keep them shut. - I need speed!
Get the screws turning. There's got to be some power.
I can't read this!
Rabbit, figure out how to launch the fish in the tubes.
Go!
I can't read this!
Go help Tank, Hirsch, go!
Find the Christmas tree, make sure there's no holes in this.
- Klar? - What the hell is klar?
What is it?
It means "clear". All compartments secure.
- White for green? - Yeah.
No holes. Dive the boat, Chief!
- Opening ballast vents! - Opening midship vents!
Opening midship valves.
This is forward trim. Aft trim. These are auxiliaries.
Main motor, auxiliary, auxiliary.
This is in meters.
Passing 15 meters!
Recommend shutting main vents!
Do it! Wentz, let me know what's out there.
- Make depth 20 meters. - Aye.
Chief, take the dive!
I have the dive!
20 meters. Bow at zero.
Control your depth with the stern planes.
Planes at zero. Control depth with stern planes.
Oh, shit!
All ahead full, sir! Batteries flat and draining.
I hear the S-33 breaking up.
Wait, I hold a submerged U-boat, 010.
Real close. Less than a 1000 yards.
- The resupply! What's our heading? - 280, sir.
Right full rudder, steady on 010!
Aye-aye, sir, right full rudder on 010.
Tank, starboard back full. Rabbit, answer me!
Starboard back full.
Watch your depth, she'll squat.
Rabbit!
We got 4 fish.
Tubes are flooded, but I can't open the muzzle.
Wentz, help Rabbit.
Enemy submarine close!
Torpedo in the water!
Belay that. Stay there.
Hirsch, to the torpedo room!
Helm, mark head every 10 degrees.
Now passing 320.
Turn, baby, turn.
Equalizing valves. Shit, what's what?
This is crazy. I can't equalize the tubes!
- What do you need? - Equalizing valves!
- Gyro! - No!
- Drainage! - No!
Now passing 000!
Swing, bastard, swing.
Stand by in case we need to flood forward trim.
- Impulse? - No.
- Pressure differential? - Turn 'em, yes!
- Which way? - Counterclockwise!
Torpedo missed. It's in our baffles.
2 more torpedoes in water!
Best bearing to U-boat: 010.
Rabbit, get ready to fire a spread.
Tubes 1 and 2. Zero gyro. Fire!
Rabbit, fire!
What's going on?
What is that?
Hot run! The fish are stuck!
Get them out before they blow!
Look for "impulse air" or "firing air"!
That was "impulse" there, and there!
1 and 2 away. Lining up tubes 3 and 4.
3 and 4, fire!
Fish running hot, straight and normal.
They all missed, sir.
Holy shit!
U-boat's breaking up.
I heard bulkheads collapsing.
The 33 boat, Tyler.
Let's go up and look for survivors.
Give rise on planes. Deploy main ballast.
Gotcha.
Oh, crap.
Help!
Please! Help!
Help!
Do you speak English?
English. Do you speak English?
What's your rank?
What do you do?
What's your job?
An electrician? Good.
Help us squeeze some juice out of them batteries.
Sir, I see the skipper!
Battery's dead.
What juice was left we used when we manoeuvred.
What about the diesels?
Starboard's a wreck. We need to dry dock to fix it.
Port side diesel's good.
The Krauts wrenching it didn't know a piston from a titty.
I think I can fix it.
Okay, Tank.
- Do what you can. - Yes, sir.
Listen up.
We've decided on a course.
We're heading for England. Land's End.
It's the closest, besides occupied French.
How many torpedoes do we have?
Just one in the stern tube, which is busted.
The pressure line's bleeding air.
What is it, Trigger?
Can't we use the radio?
Fire off a mayday and wait.
That's impossible.
The Germans will find our position to a...
grid where they're missing 2 U-boats.
If they suspect we have the Enigma, they'll change codes.
That would negate the purpose of our mission.
Mr. Tyler.
If we head for England, we go through the Western Approaches.
He's right.
That's Gerry's backyard.
- Listen... - It's full of U-boats.
We got no defense.
You think I got all the answers?
Think I know how we'll get out of this? I don't.
I say we use the radio.
Nobody asked you.
- Use the radio and take a chance. - Can it!
- The Captain would have. - Captain's dead!
This is crazy.
This whole thing's crazy.
Risking our lives over a typewriter?
It's not a typewriter.
Hell it ain't, it got buttons.
Well, it's not.
Whatever it is, it's crazy to get killed over it.
Navy says it's important, it's important.
Navy says it's more important than you, him, me...
we're gonna die trying.
And that ain't crazy, it's our job.
What I don't understand is how come you're not in charge.
Scuttlebutt is Dahlgren...
was kicking Tyler out of the Navy anyway.
Stow that shit right now!
Lieutenant Tyler's your C.O. And you'll respect that.
- Understand? - Yes, Chief.
Look at them sumbitches.
My pop was a fisherman.
Had a sixty-footer.
Run all over the Gulf. Noisy 2-stroke diesel.
Rotten to the gunnels.
I'd scrub that deck 3 times a day and...
it still stunk like fish.
I swore I'd never skipper a boat like that.
I saw myself...
standing on the bridge of a battleship.
A real sea captain.
Mr. Tyler, permission to speak freely.
Of course.
This is the Navy...
where a C.O. Is a mighty and terrible thing.
To be feared and respected.
All knowing, all powerful.
Don't you dare say "I don't know" to the boys again.
Those 3 words will kill a crew dead as a depth charge.
You're the skipper now.
The skipper always knows what to do, whether he does or not.
Aircraft off port bow!
Shit.
Sorry, it dropped right out of the clouds.
Rabbit, Trigger, stand by the flank gun.
It's German.
Looks like long-range reconnaissance.
What's it doing out here?
Jesus, here it comes!
Sit tight, to him we're all on the same team.
Everybody wave.
Wave?
If we shoot first, we can blow him out of the sky.
If we miss, he's gonna radio us in.
Then he'll be the least of our problems.
You're gonna get us killed!
He's coming around.
He's attacking. Rabbit, do something.
- Shut up. Ignore him. - Do something.
He's gonna strafe us. Do something!
- Acknowledge me. - What are you waiting for?
- Shoot now! - I'm ordering you.
Do not fire. Get your finger off that!
Pull the trigger!
- Get your hands off! - We're gonna die! Do it!
What are you doing?
This is not a goddamn democracy!
Mr. Tyler, I see a mast on the horizon!
Shit, the Nazi destroyer.
The plane was running a recon screen for it.
Clear the bridge. Secure the diesel and dive the ship!
Dive the ship! Aye, sir!
No green board, sir! The engine room's not ready!
- Ballast tank vents... - There's no hydraulics!
Secure diesel and rig engine room for dive!
Tank, acknowledge!
Go see what the hell's going on back there.
Drop it, Nazi son of a bitch!
Goddamn!
I'm real sorry, Mr. Tyler.
He took me off my feet.
You got to secure the diesel.
And find out why the vent valves won't open!
Goddamn it, Eddie!
Get this son of a bitch...
chain him up to the bunks!
Put him into submission!
Lieutenant, we got a big problem.
Take care of it, Eddie.
Oh, shit.
Finish those repairs. The destroyer is sending a launch.
He needs 5 minutes!
We don't have 5 minutes.
We could fire the deck canon below the waterline.
Won't do a thing.
That tub could take 100 shells.
We need a working torpedo, which we don't have.
Trigger, when I give the word...
When I give the word,
turn that launch into driftwood.
Ready on that weapon?
Get Wentz and Rabbit up here with a machine gun.
What happens when they find out we're not German?
After they shoot us as spies, they'll radio in...
and tell 'em about the Enigma.
What if we take out their radio before they can notify?
How?
With that deck gun.
It's one hell of a shot, but we can do it.
Then we dive under them quick.
We'll lure them to the continent; in range of Allied air cover.
And call in an air strike.
Yeah, call in an air strike.
He's cut off hydraulic pressure.
We need to find the stop valve.
Damn it!
See that structure topside...
with the big antenna? That's the radio shack.
You and Wentz, on the deck gun.
I want you to put a shell right through the porthole.
Get to it, gentlemen.
Hello, gentlemen.
Give us a hand.
Sure.
What are they doing?
Something's wrong.
Tell 'em to get away.
Back to the ship!
Faster!
Talk to me, Rabbit!
Deck gun manned and ready, sir!
Fire!
Clear the deck!
Get the forward gun! They're firing!
Who, sir?
The submarine. They blew up our radio tower!
Come on!
Dive!
Why aren't we diving?
Repairs are incomplete, sir!
Eddie, man the planes. Tank, all ahead full.
- Aye, manning the planes. - All ahead full.
Nice shot, Rabbit. That radio's history.
- We're heading towards 'em. - That's right.
Their deck guns can't get us if we're close enough.
Let's hope we can dive and clear her keel.
That's it.
Hydraulics restored.
That did it. We're going under.
Passing 5 meters.
Passing 10 meters.
15 meters.
20 meters.
Trigger, left full rudder.
Tank, all ahead 2l3.
Contact maneuvering.
Heavy cavitation.
Splashes.
Short intervals.
Prepare charges.
Set depth 25.
Set away from the bulkhead, Mr. Hirsch.
The shockwave from these explosions can snap your spine.
Chief.
You ever been depth charged?
Once.
Off Murmansk, back in World War I.
It came so close it...
rattled 4 teeth out of the skipper's head.
Wasn't even close.
Control, the starboard E-motor's seized up.
The Germans sabotaged it.
Goddamn it!
We can't make it to the Allied air cover on one shaft.
Eddie, help Chief.
Yes, sir.
Chief, I got that.
Tank.
You alive?
Yes, sir.
Good.
Port ahead 2l3.
Port ahead 2/3, sir.
Tank.
Can you fix the stern tube?
I don't know.
I don't want to hear "I don't know".
Can you fix the torpedo tube, yes or no?
Yes, sir, I think I can.
Thank you, Tank.
Chief, make depth 160 meters.
That's more than 500 feet.
Take us down, Chief.
Aye, sir.
160 meters.
20 degrees dive, both planes.
20 degrees, aye, sir.
Mr. Tyler.
You going against a destroyer with
only one fish and a busted motor?
Yes, I am, Eddie.
How wise is that?
Not very.
But have a look.
No way a 2-know submarine can get in firing position...
against a 30-knot destroyer.
Unless we go deep.
At 160 meters we can shoot...
a bunch of junk from the forward tubes.
It will create a debris field on the surface.
The destroyer'll go to the center,
turn engines off and be nice and do a...
acoustic search to make sure we're dead.
But we're not.
We're on our way...
up to periscope depth.
Principle of ascent velocity.
Positive buoyancy pulls us up and away from the destroyer.
On the surface, we'll show it our ass at 700 yards.
That's a perfect setup for a stern shot...
on a stationary target.
It don't get much prettier.
All right, Mr. Tyler.
Passing 130 meters.
Very well.
Rabbit, load Mazzola's body into tube 3 and...
put an escape jacket on him so he'll float.
Shoot him out like garbage?
His body is gonna save our lives.
I'll say a few words for him.
Hirsch, go with Rabbit.
Yes, sir.
Mr. Tyler?
If you take out that destroyer...
the danger's not to die.
It's that some of us may live.
These men have heard and seen things that...
must not be revealed to the enemy.
Our secrets:
Our radar capabilities...
and our understanding of German encryption.
If we fall into German hands alive...
we'll be tortured without mercy.
Either you sink that ship...
or see to it that none of us survive...
to be captured.
We commend his soul to God...
and commit his body to the deep.
Mr. Tyler, contact is zigging.
Splashes.
Contact getting closer.
More splashes.
Tank.
Line up to pump engine room bilge to sea.
Yes, sir.
Rabbit?
Fire the tubes.
Bye, Mazzola.
They're setting them charges too shallow.
Secure that air valve.
Chief, what's our depth?
160 meters.
- Zero the planes. - Aye.
Splashes.
Too close together.
I can't count them.
Chief.
Take us to 200 meters.
We'll get under these damn things.
Chief.
Take us to 200 meters.
Aye, sir.
Making depth 200 meters.
10 degrees dive, both planes.
10 degrees dive.
170 meters.
Tank.
Status on stern torpedo tube?
A couple of things wrong.
I can operate the muzzle...
but I'm still working on the impulse air.
180 meters.
Mr. Tyler, depth gauge here says 180 meters.
Thanks, Tank, I know.
Keep working.
190 meters.
200 meters.
Zero the planes.
Mary, mother of God.
Those Krauts sure know how to build a boat.
Chief, take us up!
Blowing negative! Planes full rise!
Clockwise, Hirsch!
Rabbit, help me out!
Go, go!
Chief! Are you seeing this?
Needle's off the scale! Blow main ballast tanks!
Do it, Chief!
Still going down!
Ballast tanks are bone dry!
I'll try the trim tanks!
Go, go!
She's going up.
Mr. Tyler, we're coming up.
But I've lost control over the ballast tanks.
I can't stop ascent.
What about the stern torpedo?
Piping's damaged.
There's no pressure to launch the torpedo.
The leak's way back in the bilge, underwater.
There's now way to reach it. I can't fit.
- Somebody else can? - I don't know.
Maybe somebody smaller.
Rabbit or Trigger.
Coming up to 200 meters.
You got to pick one.
Trigger.
Lay aft with Tank.
Move it, son.
You got a job to do.
We got no air pressure to fire the torpedo.
A pipe is leaking air.
- How do I find it? - You'll see bubbles.
Find the valve aft and crank it down.
- Got it? - Yeah.
I rigged this hose to breathe through it.
Now, listen.
When you're finished, get out of there.
I can hear her.
Making slow turns.
Just stopped her screws.
I think they see the debris.
They're buying it.
180 meters.
Can you slow our ascent some? We're not ready.
Can't, sir.
We got a one-way ticket.
If we surface without a torpedo, we're dead.
There's 2 air leaks.
Other one's in the back. I need slack to get to it.
- That's all there is. - Shit.
150 meters.
I hear Morse code.
What is it?
They are signalling us?
What's it say?
"I'm U-571, destroy me."
Coming up on 90 meters.
She's started her engines again.
No go. He can't reach.
Trigger, in one minute we'll hit the surface.
Go back in there and try.
Our lives depend on it.
Sorry, sir, I can't reach.
Trigger, listen.
You can reach it, and you will.
You're gonna close that valve.
- Sir, I can't! - You're our only chance.
You're gonna go back down...
and do your job, sailor.
Report to me when ready to fire.
30 meters.
- Talk to me, Wentz. - Destroyer's underway.
Steady bearing. They're closing our position.
Shit.
Come on, Trigger.
20 meters.
We're gonna surface.
Raising scope.
Got her.
She's headed for us.
- Helm right 10 degrees! - Aye, sir.
- Watch your blow planes! - Aye, sir.
Start the diesel! All ahead full!
Port diesel ahead full!
They've got us bracketed.
Incoming!
We're hit!
- Wentz, get in here! - Eddie, secure that hatch!
Tube still not ready!
Request permission to abandon ship!
Not yet!
Torpedo tube ready in all respects!
Hold us there, Rabbit.
Steady on bearing 80 degrees.
Fire!
Tank, fire now or we die!
Come on, come on.
That blew her right in half.
Mr. Tyler, if you ever need a chief, I'd go...
to sea with you anytime.
Thank you, Chief.
Tank, you okay?
Trigger drowned.
That kid didn't give up.
Neither did you, Mr. Tyler.
We can't keep her afloat long.
Let's abandon ship.
THIS FILM IS DEDICATED TO...
THE BRAVERY OF ALLIED SAILORS AND OFFICERS...
WHO RISKED THEIR LIVES...
CAPTURING ENIGMA MATERIALS FROM U-BOATS...
DURING THE BATTLE OF THE ATLANTIC.
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