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Well, if she looks half as good as

this photo, I'd say she was a real

beauty.

So was Mata Hari.

Oh, I didn't know you were handling this

as a spy case.

I'm not.

She's a naturalized citizen.

If we can get an indictment, it'll be

for treason.

And right this minute, I think we can.

Too bad.

She has such a pretty neck.

Yes, Miss North?

They're here, Mr. Hagen.

All right, bring them in.

Miss Brenner, sir.

How do you do, Miss Brenner?

How do you do?

Hagen is my name.

This is Mr. Rogers, my assistant.

How do you do?

Would you two gentlemen wait outside, please?

Will you sit this way?

Miss Brenner, do you understand the meaning of

treason?

Yes, I do.

Although this is but a preliminary hearing, I

must warn you that anything you say here

may be used against you should you be

indicted and placed on trial for committing treason

against the United States of America.

I will tell the truth.

Would you care to make a statement?

Yes, I would.

Go ahead.

Go ahead, please.

Yes, I know what treason is.

And I also know the meaning of loneliness.

You think of loneliness.

You go down to the sea.

You listen to the sound of the waves.

And you look out at the ocean and

you remember that it separates you from the

land where you were born and the home

you made there when you were married.

You turn away and walk on, looking for

nothing and no one.

Until unexpectedly, out of nowhere, there seems to

appear a clam digger.

Butch!

Butch!

I'm so sorry.

Please throw the ball and he'll stop bothering

you.

Thank you.

Thank you, Father.

How did you know my name?

I've been haunting this beach for the last

two days, waiting for a chance to speak

to you alone.

To me?

Why?

I have a message for you.

A message?

From whom?

From the same person who gave me your

name.

Your husband.

My husband?

That's a very poor joke.

My husband died five years ago.

It is less than 48 hours since he

gave me this message for you.

You must be out of your mind.

My husband was lost at sea with the

entire crew of his boat, the U-64.

Your husband as well, and aboard his boat.

The U-64 was never sunk.

He sent you this.

He carries it with him always.

It can't be.

It's true.

He always had it with him.

Where is he?

Why didn't he come himself?

Where can I find him?

It won't be easy.

You must go to him.

There's a great risk involved.

I'll do anything, anything.

You and Powell can start a new life

together, if you have the courage.

You will be aboard the Weber yacht tomorrow,

when Mrs. Weber takes Dr. Gernitz for cruise,

won't you?

Yes, and...

Now listen carefully, because this is what I

want you to do.

I understood my instructions quite well.

But I couldn't think of right and wrong

when I walked back to the beach house.

All I could think of was the minutes

and hours separating me from tomorrow.

And the wonderful moment of reunion.

Oh, it's Madeline.

Well, hello.

Did you have fun by the water?

Well, dear, you were gone a long time.

I was beginning to worry.

Was I?

I didn't realize.

I met a clam digger down at the

beach.

How about some clam broth for supper, Dr.

Gernitz?

Ever since I came to this wonderful country,

that is a native delicacy of which I've

heard.

I've never tried.

The hospital evidently did not approve of clam

broth as patient's diet.

Well, it's high time you sampled it, doctor.

And if there's one thing a Cape Cod

cook knows how to prepare, it's clams.

Madeline, dear.

Yes?

Why don't you take them out to our

tyrant in the kitchen?

I will.

Why don't you come on.

You know, it is not good that a

charming young girl like your secretary should always

be alone.

She never talks to anybody.

To have a little dog as her only

companion, that's no way to live.

My plane is leaving for Washington in a

half hour, Ms. Weber.

But I do want to thank you again

for your kindness to Dr. Gernitz.

I know how much the Admiral appreciates it.

Appreciates indeed.

You tell Bob Farrell anytime he can't call

on me for a favor, I'll be in

my grave.

Or he'll be in his.

He may be Bob Farrell to you, Mrs.

Weber, but he's still the Admiral to me.

I think you better deliver that sort of

message in person.

I shall.

As soon as we get back from our

cruise.

You're very kind.

Your government not only put me in good

hands, but also in charming ones.

You can see how much better he is.

He's starting to act flirtatious.

Well, I shall see you in Washington, doctor,

after your cruise.

I don't have to tell you how much

we need you or what your work will

mean to us.

It'll mean much to me too, captain.

Four years is too long a time to

waste in a hospital when one is my

age.

There are not enough years left for all

I hope to do.

Then tomorrow comes after a long night without

sleep.

On board the yacht, you listen to the

wild pounding of your heart as you search

the sea.

Yes, sir.

Yes.

Yes.

When I heard the radio signal, I knew

the time was close.

Very close.

Excuse me.

Captain?

Yes?

An S.O.S. It was a faint

signal.

An S.O.S.? A Melinda.

Keep contact.

Tell them we're on our way.

Yes, sir.

Submarine!

Surfacing!

Fourth quarter!

Five subsurfacing.

Give them our position.

Yes, sir.

Malibu!

Stop your engines!

Can't somebody do something?

I'm sure they won't harm anyone.

I wish I could believe that.

Malibu!

Comply immediately or we will open fire!

You see the U-64.

And you thank God it was never sunk.

And you thank God for sparing your husband.

And you look and see faces.

And faces.

But not the face your heart is breaking

for.

The only one I recognized was...

...the clam digger.

Super fail, Frau Bonner.

What'd I say?

Into the boat, please.

Please, we have very little time.

Take her across with the boat and then

come back.

Out.

Out!

I want everybody below decks.

Captain.

You will assist me, please.

Quickly.

All right, men.

Get below decks.

Mrs. Webber and folks, let's go to the

cabin.

Oh, Dr. Gernitz.

Yes?

You, of course, will come with me.

We'll try to make you as comfortable as

possible.

To the boat, please.

Where is Paul?

Where is he?

You promised him to be here.

You're quite correct, Frau Bonner.

Your husband did die five years ago.

In the service of his country.

But why did you want me to believe

that he was still alive?

Why did you bring me here?

Dr. Gernitz.

They used you.

But it was I they wanted.

So you lied to me.

You lied to...

My men and I serve no purpose but

our own and those of the highest bidder.

Every man's hand is against us.

We have no flag and no country.

You should be grateful for giving us Gernitz.

You will escape the fate of those others.

Captain.

They're broken out.

They're getting in the way.

All ahead two thirds.

Make ready number one torpedo tube.

Number one tube's ready, Captain.

On target.

Stand by forward.

They're helpless.

You can't do such a thing.

Butcher.

Open the vents.

Check the main induction.

Heinz.

Yes, Captain.

Take Dr. Gernitz to my cabin.

Be there.

Greenboard pressure in the boat.

Come on.

Essential to my plan that she be reported

as sunk without a trace.

Your husband knew what it was like to

be hunted.

And now unfortunately you will too.

I know it will be difficult to accept

but soon you will realize that we are

your only friends.

I was sick with hate.

I hated Von Molt.

A heartless liar, a cold-blooded butcher.

But I hated myself more for having believed

him, having helped him blindly, stupidly.

Excuse me.

Yes?

The two gentlemen are here, Mr. Hagen.

All right, thank you.

Miss Brenner, would you wait in Mr. Rogers'

office, please?

This way, Miss Brenner.

Come in, gentlemen.

I'm Captain Elliott, Captain.

This is Dr. Young.

How do you do, Doctor?

Hello.

This is Mr. Rogers, my assistant.

How do you do?

Doctor.

Mr. Rogers.

I appreciate your coming.

Won't you sit down, please?

Thank you.

Captain Elliott.

You met Miss Brenner at Mrs. Weber's beach

house, did you not?

Yes, sir, I did.

Tell me, Captain.

In view of Dr. Gernitz's presence there, was

any security check made on the household personnel?

There was.

What did you learn about Miss Brenner?

Nothing, sir.

Nothing that would warrant any action on the

part of naval intelligence?

What was your personal opinion of her?

I have no personal opinion.

I can tell you, however, that both Dr.

Gernitz and Mrs. Weber thought highly of her.

Mm-hmm.

I understand, Captain, you were involved in the

search for the U-64.

In a minor way, I was.

How was that?

I managed to obtain a piece of wreckage

from the yacht.

I went to Washington, turned the evidence over

to the naval gun factory for examination.

Then you infer, Admiral, the yacht was not

sunk by an internal explosion.

Definitely not.

This piece of wreckage from the Malibu has

told us quite a lot.

The spectroscopic analysis of the steel led us

to a conclusion that at first seemed unbelievable.

But ballistics confirmed it, so did metallurgy.

The steel is definitely from Stuttgart.

There's no question about it.

That's a propeller from a German Mark VI

torpedo.

I know it's difficult to believe, but the

facts speak for themselves.

The Malibu was destroyed by a torpedo from

a German Type 21 submarine.

Then Gernitz might still be alive.

That's O.N.I.'s theory, Admiral.

We're not the only ones who can use

his genius.

But a U-boat has no country.

Money always has a country, sir.

Yes, yes, quite so.

You said that naval intelligence had certain facts

which might narrow the possible area to be

searched.

Yes, sir.

Two ships, their crews and their supplies, have

disappeared without a trace during the past week.

At these two points.

More significant, we have just received a report

that last night in the harbor of Belgrana,

on the north coast of South America, three

crewmen were killed on board an oil tanker.

An oil tanker?

Yes.

Six thousand gallons of diesel oil have disappeared.

Well, we have sufficient ships and planes in

that area for an intensive offshore search without

violating neutral waters.

There are 1,500 miles of rugged, sparsely

settled coastline in that vicinity.

That means thousands of inaccessible hiding places, any

one of which might be their base.

And your solution?

Naval intelligence has picked men ready to fine

comb that coastline, each working separately.

We're only awaiting your permission, sir.

Thank you, Captain.

Permission was granted, and I then flew to

San Diego to contact a man who played

such a major role in the U-64

matter.

Dr. Young.

Is San Diego your home, Doctor?

Well, since the war it has been.

I'm practicing medicine there.

Between escapades for the Navy, of course.

Well, I'm a sucker for a worthy cause.

Are you a family man?

Unfortunately, no.

I'm still a bachelor.

Tell me, Doctor, why were you chosen for

the job?

Well, I speak German and know a little

about submarines.

Dr. Young studied medicine in Leipzig.

During the war, he served with a submarine

squadron in the Pacific Fleet.

I see.

Tell me, Doctor, what is your opinion of

Miss Brenner?

Concerning what?

Treason.

If you don't mind, I'll leave legal opinions

to lawyers like yourself.

I'll stick to the facts.

As you wish, Doctor.

Go ahead with your...

your facts.

Well, after Captain Elliott persuaded me to take

the assignment, I left for South America.

Locating the whereabouts of the U-64 wasn't

easy.

At least, it wasn't for me.

It took time.

Too many blind alleys and too many false

leads.

I'd been sailing along the coastline about 200

miles south of Belgrano, searching plantations owned by

German expatriates.

Finally, I spotted a cove where a submarine

could possibly find shelter and camouflage.

I'd run into several like it before, but

I wasn't at all sure I'd found the

rendezvous of the U-64.

Lieutenant.

There's a man in a small boat off

the coast.

How close?

About a quarter of a mile.

I'll call the captain.

Yeah?

Yeah?

If he alters his course and comes any

closer, bring him in.

Understand?

Some more coffee?

Thank you, yes.

You too have one, Malter?

Oh, no.

The lady asked if you wish for some

more coffee.

I must apologize for my brother's rudeness.

Our presence here seems to have complicated his

rather simple farm existence.

Being an uninvited guest myself, I can quite

understand his feelings.

Ah, Carla.

I hope your shopping expedition was fruitful.

I repeat, the shops in Aliso are not

up to Signora Brenner's standards.

I'm sure I like it.

It must kind of be wise to take

so much trouble for me, I have to

Malter.

It is so difficult for one woman to

shop for another.

I...

I wish I could have done it myself.

That would have been too dangerous.

Carla has done everything for us since our

arrival.

The stranger in town would be noticed immediately.

Very nice, Carla.

Chose native peasant styles, but I am sure

they will look nice on you.

Yes.

Please come with me right away.

Excuse me.

I think perhaps this skirt...

I want to know what this is all

about.

These men grabbed me...

They acted under my orders.

And who are you?

Well, he was headed straight for the wharf,

sir.

What did you want?

Fresh water.

My tank was low.

You searched the boat?

Yes, sir.

His papers?

None, sir.

Not even any charts?

Nothing but food and fuel.

No papers, eh?

What were you bound for?

That's no concern of yours.

Search him.

Let me see that.

Nothing, sir.

His cap.

President of war escapes.

Lieutenant Carl Lundberg, former medical officer of the

German submarine service.

Escaped from Huntsville, Texas.

President of war camp.

Authorities believe he will head for Mexico.

International borders being closely watched.

Very interesting.

Boss is here later, Lieutenant Lundberg.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Don't worry, sir.

Don't you?

I found you listed here in German Navy

personnel.

German friends, Lieutenant.

Really?

Who says so?

Shout in a house.

Und der Schistine.

You're mad.

You can't shoot me.

What have I done?

I thought you didn't speak German, Lieutenant.

Well, it is good to have you with

us.

My name is Eric von Molter.

Von Molter?

Of the U-64?

Impossible.

The U-64 was lost.

The U-64, Lieutenant, is just as alive

as I am.

Now, it states here that you're from Essen.

I know the town intimately.

Just for my satisfaction.

Where is the Lutheran church?

On the marine plots.

Have you ever dined at Wagenheim's?

Hardly.

I never eat first editions.

It's a bookshelf.

Good enough, Lieutenant.

You have come at a very convenient moment.

We are urgently in need of a doctor.

At your service, Captain.

Now, if you will accompany Lieutenant Heldman, my

second in command, See you, Freud.

We have a patient here.

The Captain believes he has suffered a relapse

from a former condition.

He has been getting sedatives.

But I have nothing to work with.

You'll find a first aid kit in the

room.

This is Lieutenant Lundberg.

Dr. Gernitz.

The Captain will expect a report from you

later, Doctor.

If you need anything else, let me know.

So, you're going to open that kit and

make me well.

I hope to.

You undoubtedly studied in Leipzig.

The world's finest medicine.

Yes, you know the human body well.

Except for this.

The heart.

I studied that too.

I doubt if it will do you any

good, Lieutenant.

Won't you join me?

Thank you, no.

Why not?

This warm climate is strange.

Yes, it is also oppressive.

One requires time to become accustomed to it.

Do you suppose Dr. Gernitz ever will?

Now that we have a competent doctor, I

trust so.

You know, I wish that you and I

could have met under happier circumstances.

You see, Madeline, you permit that I call

you Madeline.

I have small choice in the matter.

I would prefer that your permission came from

a feeling of friendship, rather than from a

mistaken feeling of duress.

As long as Dr. Gernitz and I remain

your prisoners, Captain, you can hardly expect us

to feel friendly toward our jailer.

As far as Dr. Gernitz is concerned, that

is a regrettable result of his scientific eminence.

But in your case, my dear, you are

as free as I.

Unfortunately, our freedom is circumscribed by the fact

that we must remain hidden here for the

present.

But the future holds promise.

Well, Lieutenant, I see after taking care of

your patient, you have taken care of yourself.

I needed it.

May I present Lieutenant Lundberg, formerly of the

German Navy.

Not only a distinguished doctor, but twice decorated

for extreme bravery under fire.

I'm honored.

And Dr. Gernitz?

I've given him temporary relief, sir, but I'm

not at all satisfied with his condition.

I have a blood count on the way

now.

By tomorrow morning, I should be able to

give you a full report.

Thank you, Lieutenant.

I am greatly relieved, my dear, that Dr.

Gernitz is in such capable hands.

Well, we shall look forward to seeing you

at dinner.

Thank you, sir.

Hop in.

Now, as I was saying, the future holds

great promise for all of us.

Us?

Why do you include me in your plans?

For many reasons, my dear.

You must realize these last few days that

my interest in you is no longer merely

that of a person whom I had to

use.

As a woman, you must have sensed it.

And it is as a woman I now

regard you.

A very charming, very beautiful, and very desirable

woman.

Of all your mad schemes, this is the

maddest.

Do you really think that you can forge

affection?

I would sooner inspire it.

And you choose a singular method.

You think you hate me now, but in

a woman's heart, the dividing line between love

and hatred is almost indistinguishable.

I shall be leaving here soon, Madeline, never

to return.

You can come with me willingly or by

force.

But first choice will, I assure you, make

things much more pleasant for both of us.

Once we have delivered Dr. Giannis to his

purchasers, we can forget the U-64 and

the past.

You and I can go where we will,

live as we wish.

You can have everything your heart desires, everything

any woman could wish for.

Have no doubts, Madeline.

That you will learn to love me.

Lieutenant!

Here's another message.

Good.

This completes the picture.

Latitude 45 degrees, 55 minutes north.

45...

55...

Longitude 32 degrees, 15 minutes rest.

32.

It should be a simple matter to deliver

Dr. Gernitz aboard the Citadel on its regularly

scheduled run.

I want you to get all the supplies.

Please take glasses.

I mean everyone.

Now I have an announcement that I know

will please you all.

Especially our reluctant host.

We will be leaving you shortly.

Manadarman and Helm.

To our successful voyage.

Drink up, Lieutenant.

You will be leaving with us.

You will have two days in which to

prepare Dr. Gernitz for our trip.

I will do everything I can for him,

sir.

And you, my dear, will have two days

in which to decide.

Everything is in order, Captain.

Thank you.

It must feel good to step aboard a

U-boat again.

Yes.

It's been a long time.

This way, please.

The medical locker is forward.

My boat has quite a record, hasn't she?

She's the first of her class.

Admiral Gernitz himself commissioned her.

Come along, Lieutenant.

I think you will find everything you need.

We are quite well equipped, as you can

see.

Oh, and here is the oxygen cylinder.

Captain!

Go ahead.

Running down the batteries for news of the

outside.

I finally decommissioned the radio.

Unless I'm using it myself, of course.

You're very wise, Captain.

No, just cautious.

You should be, too.

Cautious?

Yes.

About your patient, I mean.

If anything should happen to him, we will

have no further need for your services, will

we?

I understand.

Now, if you've got all your supplies, we

will be leaving.

After you.

Mac!

Hadley!

You must be careful.

What is it?

I found a way to escape.

Later tonight.

I'll make my way to town.

I'll get the police.

Or the American consulate, if there is one.

Yes, I've got to.

It's all my fault that you're here.

But I'll try to make up for it,

if it's not too late.

Don't blame yourself, child.

They trapped you the way they trapped me.

But if you can get through, we both

shall be free.

Yes.

Please, please, my arm!

The captain doesn't have to know you tried

to escape.

I can keep a secret if you're nice

to me.

I mean, real nice.

I hate this place.

It's so lonely.

I'm sick of being alone.

Back home I had my family, but here

nobody cares whether I live or die.

I need somebody to care.

I want you to care.

Here, son.

I want you to care.

Stop it!

Stop it, please!

Stop, mom!

The captain wouldn't appreciate this incident.

You'd better leave.

I was only trying to stop her from

escaping.

I was.

I suppose you'll save him that trouble.

Why should I?

If I wasn't fool enough to try it

again.

Because you'd tell the captain?

No, because you'd be shot by the guards

if you tried.

But I didn't, you know.

But Carla, she said...

Be careful whose advice you take.

You could be killed that way.

Why should you care?

I don't.

Helen bought the captain pollution so easily.

She's quite fond of you.

You're despicable.

She tells me you're responsible for bringing Dr.

Gurnett's here.

You didn't expect Fran Morton to be part

of the bargain, did you?

Compared to you, Heldman is almost human.

Perhaps I shouldn't have interrupted the talk.

Good morning, doctor.

Good morning.

Some coffee?

No, thanks.

I've already eaten.

Don't there something on your mind?

Last night, you said my welfare depended on

Dr. Gurnett's.

I'm pleased my advice made such an impression

on you.

It impressed me so much I don't want

my life depending on these drugs.

Good morning.

Good morning, my dear.

Help yourself to some breakfast.

Now, about this medicine.

You were saying?

We could discuss it later, if you wish.

You can talk freely.

What is it?

The date.

1947.

It's lost its effectiveness.

Most of the other bottles are the same.

Can't you manage without it?

Not if my life depends on it.

You should have told me this immediately, instead

of waiting until your own life was concerned.

I only noticed the date this morning.

That might be a fatal mistake.

We have so little time.

We must sail over tomorrow night.

There's a hospital at Belgrano.

They'd have what we need.

It's only about 200 miles from here.

Belgrano?

That's a possibility.

The coast road is fairly good all the

way.

If you sent me down, I'd be back

in plenty of time.

You're very resourceful, Lieutenant.

Wait here.

I'll make the necessary arrangements.

You've got to take me with you.

Because you want to get away from...

from Malta?

What difference is it to you?

But you've got to take me.

You've got to.

Impossible.

Sir, good.

The arrangements are all completed.

When do I leave?

In a few hours.

Well, I'm ready now.

Unfortunately, I'm not.

You're surprised, Lieutenant?

But I thought...

You were wrong.

We are all leaving together today, 24 hours

ahead of schedule.

We can go ashore at Belgrano and pick

up your supplies.

That'll be a much more practical plan.

Don't you agree?

You're giving the orders, sir.

That leaves us exactly 3 hours and 20

minutes in which to prepare for our voyage.

Poach.

Poach.

Poach.

Take down all netting.

Secure topside for sea.

Secure topside for sea.

Track off on number 4.

Stand by, Clarence.

The bell's on two main engines.

Put the power on the dock.

Down Periscope.

Yes, it's weak.

It'll grow weaker.

You'll never profit by my knowledge.

If I don't have the will to live,

you cannot make me live.

You'll have nothing to sell but dust.

Dr. Goenitz, listen to me.

I'm not Lieutenant Lundberg.

I'm an American.

I'm here to help you.

Expect me to believe that?

It's just a trick of the captains to

keep me alive.

But Von Mulder...

Von Mulder couldn't possibly know that you were

in room 417.

But there's the hospital.

And that three specialists, Peterson, Marks and Caldwell

were on your case.

But that your blood type was ABRH negative.

That's true, but...

I do not understand.

You've got to live in spite of them.

Message from the Citadel.

Confirm the receipt and advise that we will

be on schedule.

I want to see how our precious patient

is.

Oh.

I see you've made yourself at home, Lieutenant.

Just making a record of some drugs I'll

need from the hospital.

Good.

And what about the other drawers?

They're unimportant.

They're not locked.

This one is.

Latitude, 45 degrees, 55 minutes north.

Longitude, 32 degrees, 15 minutes west.

Citadel.

Citadel.

Registry, Panama.

Owner, Far East Trading Company.

Looks like a million dollar parley.

Von Mulder delivers you to them and they

take you the rest of the way.

Well, now that you know, what can you

do?

I'll be going ashore at Belgrano.

I might have a chance.

You'll be watched every inch of the way.

One chance remain now.

And I realize that was pretty slim.

It was past midnight when Von Mulder surfaced

to the sun.

He was sitting in the boat beside me.

I was hoping against hope he'd let me

go alone to the hospital.

It was a dark night.

The port of Belgrano looked deserted.

Or at least fast asleep.

I know the way to the hospital.

Yes?

So do I.

All right.

Take each other on.

We would like to treat you in the

pharmacy.

Open it up.

There's no

time for nerves.

There's another bottle.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

It's best to ensure his silence.

Let's go, Lieutenant.

Come on.

I suppose you have everything you need, Lieutenant.

Everything.

Thank you, Captain.

A useful visit, wouldn't you say?

Very.

The operation should have good results.

I'm sure it will.

So am I.

Into the boat, please.

Well, Lieutenant, we had a good night's work.

Definitely, sir.

Collier.

Thank you.

I believe this belongs to you.

I've been watching you ever since you became

so intrigued with our radio, Dr. Young.

Or is it Lieutenant Young?

Or is it both?

Well, it doesn't matter what your name or

rank is now.

They'll never know where you are.

Kramer.

Yes, Captain.

Place Lieutenant Young under guard in the forward

torpedo room.

Yes, sir.

I gather

you are somewhat surprised.

This little incident will make no difference in

my plans.

Am I correct in assuming that you are

regretting a lost opportunity?

Had you known that Dr. Young was a

spy, you might have made use of his

rather bungling services.

You're quite correct.

I would have.

Now that that last chance is gone, feeble

though it might have been, you will learn

to know the truth of what I told

you.

You had better realize, Madeline, that I am

your only friend.

When Von Mulder surfaced the U-64 again,

I had the feeling that everything was lost.

The stars were being shot to confirm the

position.

And I knew that the time for the

rendezvous with the Citadel was close at hand.

Plane.

Bang 045.

Elevation 5.

Closing.

Closing.

Clear the bridge.

Eyes right.

Hold your heading.

I think we've got it spotted off port

wing.

She's going under.

Get out of position and report to base,

Ted.

Come with me.

It was probably the last dive that affected

him.

It's his heart.

Captain!

Yes?

The plane's been sighted again.

It's a PBM.

Why didn't you tell me who you are?

Why should I?

If I'd only known, I...

I might have been able to help.

Changing your allegiance?

Don't you like Von Mulder as much as

you expected to?

I'm not trying to justify myself to you.

But whether you believe it or not, I...

I'm trying to undo the harm I did.

It's a little late.

Isn't there anything I can do?

Anything at all?

It's not for my sake.

It's for his.

There are some emergency flares on the port

side of the control room.

Yes?

They're labeled NR.

NR?

You can pull the lever on the left

side, if you get a chance.

She will, if she can.

Well, how is our patient?

Oh, if you're thinking of any help from

that search plane, it has gone for good.

Now we can devote all our attention to

Dr. Gernitz.

Commodore, we're on station.

Okay.

Hello, Atlantic Fleet Headquarters.

This is Hunter Killer Group 7 reporting on

station.

Search plane report received.

And we are continuing the search in accordance

with your operations plan.

Out.

Okay, Phil, I'll take over.

No contacts.

All quiet, Matt.

Wait, I think I got something, Matt.

Sonar bridge contact, bearing 275, range 3000.

Aye, aye.

Commodore, we have a sonar contact, bearing 275,

range 3000.

Switch your filters.

Maybe you'll get a better echo.

The echo's weak and scattered.

Sounds like another school of fish.

Sonar bridge lost contact due to weak echo.

It's all yours, Matt.

We've lost

contact again.

I'm beginning to doubt if there's a submarine

out there.

Oh, there's one out there, all right.

But we have to find out where.

Will batteries be charged at the usual time

tonight?

Yes, we will service at 2100.

Sound has contact.

Propeller beats.

Break ship for silent running.

Two ships, possibly three.

Battle stations.

Battle stations.

Three destroyers in line of bearing.

They are passing by.

Down periscope.

With a whole ocean to sweep, they won't

be coming back.

They will maintain our position here, hovering, dead

in the water, until they are out of

sight.

Destroyers, twining and weather burnt.

Submarine flare bearing 170.

Execute hunter-killer pattern.

Over.

Break ship with depth charge.

Break ship for depth charge.

Calling main emergency.

Right for rudder.

Yes, yes, that's right.

Take it down to 150 feet.

Hard dive, 20 degrees down angle.

150.

Good.

Fritz, take it to the forward torpedo room.

Yes, Captain.

Sonar bearing 210.

Range 100.

Emergency.

Three turn.

Emergency.

Three turn.

I'm going to try to blow him to

the surface.

Don't sink him.

Aye, aye, sir.

Left standard rudder.

Left standard rudder.

Set shallow depth charge pattern.

Shallow depth charge pattern.

Aye, aye, sir.

Aye, aye, sir.

Fire full depth charge pattern.

High pressure air line ruptured in forward torpedo

room.

Secure high pressure air forward.

Cramer, investigate the damage.

Yes, Captain.

What's the surface?

That's what they want us to do.

They want guns alive.

Collect everything up close.

Life jackets, cling on everything and bring it

forward.

Then go back to the control room and

stand by to release 100 gallons of oil

for an oil slick.

Yes, Captain.

Prepare number one torpedo tube for releasing portables.

Place number two on trim line for releasing

oil slick.

Come on, come on boys.

Air line's on target mark.

It's dead slow.

Change speed to dead slow.

Commodore, there's a wreckage.

I'm afraid we've sunk her.

Maybe we have and maybe we haven't.

That could be an old U-boat trick

from the last war.

We'll continue the search.

Our trick has worked, Captain.

Has it?

How do you know?

They've stopped dropping depth charges.

Time to land her.

Take her down.

Hard dive on barren stern planes.

Emergency lights.

Secure the shallow depth gauges.

They can't do what?

Go deeper.

She's an old ship.

It's been six years since overhaul.

Continue hard dive.

What can we gain by going deeper?

Locate a thermal layer and get beneath it.

Continue dive.

A beam of the destroyer's sonar will not

penetrate a layer of colder water.

You should know that.

How do you know we'll find a layer

of colder water?

Go deeper.

Who the devil says there's a thermal layer

at all?

Deeper.

It's our only chance.

It's madness.

Hall.

Yes, Captain.

Report any rapid drop in sea temperature.

Control.

Control.

Water entering the forward torpedo room through the

windless packing glands.

But the forward torpedo room bilges on the

train line.

Continue dive.

Captain.

Get down 300 feet.

She won't stand any more pressure.

Take it out to 400.

Sea temperature falling.

Rapidly.

Level off.

We are under the layer.

Maintain present depth until we clear the area.

All ahead full.

Left full rudder.

New course.

Zero.

Zero.

Zero.

We're losing contact.

Keep searching the area.

Aye, aye, sir.

We must

have gotten away.

I suppose I wasn't very much help.

You tried.

I know.

But nothing can stop him now.

No, I suppose not.

Captain.

Off to Port Bow.

It's the exact position, sir.

Small tanker with one stack aft.

Citadel all right.

Request them to put out a boat and

meet us.

Aye, aye, sir.

Josh.

I will walk at port.

Aye,

aye, sir.

We're

losing them.

Come on.

Get going.

Up the ladder.

You are nearing the end of your journey,

Doctor.

Yes.

Come on.

I'm Captain Derry.

Captain from Malta.

I was advised I was receiving only one

passenger.

I'm sure you will not mind two more.

Your superiors will appreciate them.

He's an American undercover agent.

She, unfortunately, shares his views.

Say our most welcome aboard.

This contains the exact details.

This is Doctor Adolf Goernitz.

Now my part of the transaction is complete.

You are a very thorough man, Captain.

And this completes our part of the transaction.

I am sure you will find everything in

order.

If you don't mind, I prefer to verify

it for myself.

As I watched Von Malta open the thick

bundle, I had the feeling of revulsion.

This was the payoff.

The blood money for the delivery of Doctor

Goernitz into the hands of a potential enemy.

It was when I noticed the expression on

Von Malta's face that I looked at the

contents of the bundle.

When I saw that marked life preserver, I

knew I hadn't failed.

That the Navy hadn't failed.

Very ingenious, Lieutenant.

For instance, our fight.

A good man.

My Lieutenant has his torpedo instructions.

If I'm not safely back aboard the U

-64 within 10 minutes, we'll carry them out.

He's already swinging the boat into firing position.

Eight and a half minutes.

Shall I give the order to make ready

the torpedo tubes?

No.

Lieutenant, wait!

Only four minutes left, sir.

Commodore.

We'll stand fast.

All of us.

Number three tube ready.

Fleet!

Fleet!

Bring the machine guns.

Clear the bridge.

Dive!

Dive!

Dive!

Dive!

Those are the facts, Mr. Higgins.

Thank you, Dr. Young.

The facts are interesting.

Revealing.

And I must add, somewhat prejudiced.

I won't deny that.

Would you deny that Miss Brenner, by decommissioning

the yacht's radio, committed an overt act which

led to murder and to the abduction of

a scientist wanted by a foreign power?

No, I wouldn't.

But I think you're overlooking one point.

Using Miss Brenner and abducting her was the

biggest mistake von Mulder made.

For instance, Miss Brenner did commit the one

overt act which led to the discovery and

the sinking of the U-64, setting off

the emergency flares at the risk,

Off her life.

Paul, bring Miss Brenner in.

Miss Brenner, please.

Yes?

Please.

Sorry. Ain't you, Miss Brenner?

Yes, You are free to go

Thank you, Thank You!

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