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the man's world, but it would mean nothing without a woman.

You can't make contact.

Leave! 1 ,500 jobs closing off our starboard side.

Okay, take us down. Make our depth 6 -5 -0 -P. Make your depth 6 -5 -0 -P, sir.

Countermeasures. They're opening two doors.

Right full rudder. Right full rudder.

All ahead, zero bubble.

Zero bubble, all ahead full.

Countermeasures. Shoot them.

Shoot all of them.

Sailor, now!

Countermeasures. Not yet.

Torpedoes in the water, bearing 0 -4 -3, bearing 0 -5 -1, closing.

Deploy! Tandem records, away.

Left full rudder! Left full rudder!

Range, closing, 300 yards, bearing 0 -7 -0, bearing 0 -7 -2.

Range for impact!

Where is she?

She's just a flying captain.

Chief of the boat, get us out of here.

Aye, sir.

Damage report, all stations.

Lieutenant. Engine room bridge, no damage.

What the hell happened back there, sailor?

I don't know, sir.

Not good enough.

It's a relief, but fix it. Torpedo room, bridge.

Nunez. No damage.

Give the lieutenant a once -over. Make sure she's fit for duty.

Yes, sir.

Or the Infinite Naval Command with our position in their last one positions.

Yes, sir.

She's outside Russian waters, right?

We are very close, but yes, she's a man outside Russian waters.

Could have been a warning shot there.

She doesn't have jurisdiction for that.

Well, she fired on us in international waters, so it's about to be a real big

deal in Washington.

Give me your rules of engagement.

I'll be in my room. You have the con.

Rig for ultra quiet.

Aye, sir. I have the con. Rigging for ultra quiet.

Captain.

Emergency action orders, sir.

Level 4 clearance and above.

Okay. Clear the mess hall.

Aye, sir. And what about the Russian stuff?

It's been an hour.

27 miles from last contact and nothing on the radar.

Very well. Stand down, not so quiet.

Yes, sir.

Oh, thank God.

Don't waste your time, kid. He ain't listening.

Who? God.

But our God's gonna want a damage report.

Engine room, damage report at full check.

Are all you old dudes this cocky? Only the legends, buddy. Only the legends.

Torpedo room, damage report.

Yeah, yeah.

If I can tell you about it, I can just fix it.

Torpedo room, report.

Bridge, torpedo room. Stand by, sir.

Acknowledged. Bridge standing by.

What is that?

Bridge, I'm hearing music and tapping from outside the hull.

Torpedo room. Repeat your last.

Did you hear that?

Sort of.

What was that?

Interference from the circuits, maybe?

Nah, sounds like music.

I don't hear any music.

With those old ears, I'm surprised you hear anything at all.

What? I said with those old ears...

Can you give me something to

sleep?

Not really.

Unless I need off for a day or two.

Uh, no.

Don't do that.

You sure?

Yeah. You sure?

I'll be fine.

Do we even know what's going on up there?

I don't get told anything.

Sounds like the world's going to hell.

Maybe the politicians will sort it out.

Avoid World War III.

Yeah.

It'll be cheaper for them.

They're having back -channel talks trying to sort out some kind of deal.

How do you know that?

I mean...

They must be, right?

We've got to hope.

Do you have someone back home?

Yeah.

No.

Kind of complicated.

Honestly, he's just being a little bit of a dick right now.

So, a man.

Yeah.

They're only good for one thing.

Most of them aren't even good at it.

I hate it.

Honestly, it drives me crazy. Like, this idea that they need to save us.

Preaching to the cornices.

And they can't listen for shit.

What is it?

Orca.

It's far out.

Well, it's not the Russians.

We can relax a little.

We've got an Afghan on.

Captain's ready.

We'll be right there.

What are you?

Captain, joint naval command has received... Where's Simpkin?

He'll be along soon, sir, but I can start the briefing.

No. We'll wait.

I can run and get him.

Finally.

Sorry, sir.

I thought your breasts were known for your punctuality.

Sorry, sir.

What happened again?

Okay.

Before we begin, who was that?

We're still efforting an exact identification.

Russian, for sure.

I thought your boys were the best.

We sent audio to Joint Naval Command for identification.

It doesn't match anything we've heard.

You're not telling me there's a new class of Russian thug out there trying

hunt us, are you?

Audio was scrambled by something else. Something else?

Walker.

We think.

Hard to pinpoint the exact source.

Well, she's still out there and she's still looking for us.

Agreed.

Any chance she will think that we were destroyed by the torpedo?

No, sir.

Our situation with the Russians has not improved, and the President has

authorized an alert status of DEFCON 3.

Now, we all know what that means, but the plan is not an all -out war with

Russia. The plan is multiple targeted strikes simultaneously

against Russian military leadership.

We are having right now back -channel talks with some highly placed Russian

military people who want to defect, stabilize their country in exchange for

an immediate ceasefire.

In fact, it's these people who are providing the coordinates that we will

targeting later on.

Your target data package will be delivered with my message.

Now the bad news.

Michael, this cannot be a long -range strike.

You're going to have to get close.

I realize you are due home, especially with your first child on its way.

But you are the only ship with the payload and the position.

To be able to carry out this mission.

Godspeed.

This position is five miles from the Russian coast.

The Excelsior is taking out the sonar relay station ahead of our position.

Well, if she's closer, then why doesn't she launch? She doesn't have the payload

required. We do.

Won't that just flag that we're coming?

The net covers 350 miles worth of coastline. They won't know where to

Sir, our latest intel says that the Russians patrol that area with around

subs. No, it's nine.

Nine?

Some five of them are typhoon class, four kilo class.

Sir, there is no... Wait, how do you know that?

Captain? That's not in here.

Oh, it was part of a MOD brief from London.

Are we not sharing intel?

What I just came into.

We also had another brief that just came in from the Excelsior. The Russians

have got some new radar jamming tech.

Works within five miles of their position.

It's a bit of a diversion.

Yeah, well, that's not in here either.

I don't like not knowing relevant facts, gentlemen.

And the crew, sir?

That's all.

Nice, sir.

I'll address.

But block all personal comms. Nothing going out while we're in DEFCON 3.

Aye, sir.

Was there something else?

I don't like being left in the dark.

Sir, I can... No, not you.

You ever notice that?

About our British friends?

Do you know anything about them?

I can get you their file.

It's pointless.

It's probably been redacted.

And like them, they never let anything slip.

And they cover for each other.

I don't know anything about them.

I don't know if they have wives, kids, girlfriends, siblings.

I don't know them at all, and I like knowing my crew.

Goes with the job, I suppose.

Yeah, and the other part of the job is getting full intel briefings and leaving

nothing out.

Maybe they didn't see us relevant.

Maybe.

But keep an eye on our allies, all the same.

Keep your friends close and all that.

Exactly.

Yes, sir. Captain to the bridge.

Torpedo room. We're running quiet here. Get the fuck down here, man.

Where the hell did she come from?

Torpedo tube four.

It's impossible.

She fucking what?

It's your captain you're addressing, sailor.

Sorry, sir.

But she was.

What's our current depth?

645 feet.

Then how is she here?

Stolen? Two weeks ago?

Who are you?

Get Nunez.

And a blanket.

Sir, maybe we should... Now, Watts.

You're on the USS Titan.

I'm Captain Michael Banks.

Can you tell me your name?

Do you understand me?

Nah, she doesn't.

She's a Ruski.

You're safe.

But I need to know who you are so that I can help.

She looks Russian.

Yeah, and you look smart.

What? Just stop talking.

Are you hurt?

Are you hurt?

She could be deaf.

Well, she could be, Mr. Lai. Shut up.

Sorry, sir.

Nunez, take her to med bay.

Check her out.

Yes, sir.

Come on.

Check the tubes.

We hoping to find more naked women in them?

I'm hoping for a full complement of torpedoes, because we're going to need

Aye, sir. Aye.

What do you want to do about her?

Well, it's reasonable to believe that.

The Brits speak some Russian, and if not... If not?

It's reasonable to assume they have a trick or two to make someone talk.

They're not here for their accents.

Sir, I really think that's... Yeah, we need to know who she is and if she came

from that sub.

Sir.

Just let them do their thing.

Aye, sir.

Only five more to go, sailor.

Simpkins aboard the USS Titan. We currently have a red light situation and

running with secondary protocol.

Please be advised, I will urgently need American briefings, specifically from

Avreza's generated.

I can deal with any orders or authentications, but I will need the

to get my colleagues to buy it.

Simpkins out.

Everything okay, sir?

Fine.

Did you need something?

No, no. All good. Carry on. Sir, any work done to the system has to have a

order created for it, just so we know what's being done. Yes, I know the

Apologies, sir. Just thought you might not know, as... Well, you're a Brit.

Thank you, but I've got it.

Sir, if you know, then why are you doing it?

You're absolutely right. I was just trying to be efficient.

Which is just fucking stupid.

Protocols are there for a reason, right?

Yes, sir.

Take a look. There's something wrong with the transformer to the comms

Surgeons are not the cops!

We have egg.

We have bacon.

Did you want some food?

I'm just going to do a medical exam. Are you okay?

Nope.

Okay.

We can do it after.

Did you want some food?

Water?

Did you want me to get you some more water?

Water? Did you want more?

I had to.

For sake, Bradford, it's messy.

It's fucking messy and we've got a lot going on. No one saw me.

Oh, really?

How'd you get back here? Did you have to walk through the bridge?

Relax. We can say you were checking the comms.

What else was I supposed to do?

Run the fucking orders.

Hey, we've got a problem.

Yeah, we know.

Okay, well, she's in the med bay.

I'm sorry, who's in New Med Bay?

What's wrong with the radio?

Lost navigation data stream, sir.

Do you have any comms?

Negative.

It's all on reset, sir.

No, it's not the system. The Brits warned me. The Russians have some new

jamming tech.

It means five miles outside of position. Aye, Captain.

We'll keep an eye.

What the hell's going on?

Thank you, Lawrence.

Excuse me, sir.

What is it?

Nickels. It's an electrocute.

Is he alive?

I don't know, sir.

Get Nunez on the double.

What was he doing?

What system was he working on?

The comm system, sir.

Good.

Good?

Let's back to your post. Let Nunez take over.

Aye, sir.

We, uh, just found a naked woman in the torpedo tube.

Sorry. Say that again?

Yeah, a naked woman was just found... He heard you.

So, do you speak any Russian?

A little.

I need you to ask her a few questions. Find out who she is.

We don't need a fuckton more information than that.

Well, I know that, but we'd all like a little... She's Russian.

So what does it matter?

Why don't you just lock her up and we'll deal with it if we get home?

When we get home.

Yeah. When we get home.

Gentlemen, the captain wants to know who this person is.

Now.

Maybe he doesn't.

What?

Knowledge is a tricky thing, Watts.

You heard our orders.

Plus, she's probably fucking loaded.

What is that supposed to mean?

She could be transmitting our position.

She doesn't exactly have pockets.

She could have swallowed it.

Why would she do that?

Because they'll know we won't have equipment on board to check something

that.

So?

So she's like a Trojan fucking horse.

And you know what they should have done with that?

Left it outside.

Exactly.

So you want me to put her back outside, is that it?

Well, that's where she came from.

Gentlemen, do I need to remind you of something called the Geneva Convention?

Fucking hell. I'm not being serious, but you better hope I'm wrong about her.

She doesn't exactly look like... Oh, do you hear that, mate?

I think she's good looking.

That's good of the Russians, isn't it? They dipped her in honey for you.

What? They sugar -coated her.

You're both being paranoid.

That's the fucking job.

Well, just find something out from her, all right?

And report back.

I can break.

Another problem.

No, it's good.

How? It's distracting them, right when we need a distraction.

But we still have to deal with it.

You think she's Russian's pet snaz?

I don't know.

I know it's a real bad time for something unexpected to enter the field

It could be something else.

You saw the debriefing on historical sightings?

I didn't get to it yet.

The background file.

You talking about the historical background?

Look, we're off focus. We're big at issues right now.

Yeah.

We should tell them.

It'll add uncertainty.

Or clarity.

If you're in the historical files, look up the Yanks. Our job has always been

the same with them. The same job, but still.

The Yanks have always needed a nudge. I'm just saying, if it was me... It's

you.

It's me.

It's my fucking call.

You can take it up with London if we go.

I was speaking freely, and it doesn't leave this room.

It was just a concern.

It's a weakness.

Oh, we forgot the hose.

Do you want to meet?

Hey.

Yeah, I do.

Can you take a blood sample from... For what?

Just for paranoia.

We can't run any tests down here.

She may not know that.

Trying to scare her?

People are lying. They've got something to hide, and they think you're about to

find out. They tell you something, just so they can still control the narrative.

Hmm.

Shaking the tree just so it falls out.

Exactly. And if she has nothing to hide?

She has nothing to worry about.

She could be a stowaway.

It's a real bad time to be lost at sea, Anna.

Is there a good time? You know what I mean.

Yeah.

I know.

We're on the same side, remember?

I know that.

Do you?

Yeah.

Okay.

So am I.

What?

I thought you were the Intel Core.

Yeah, I am, but... Great. So who am I?

Who are you?

Mm -hmm.

Who are you?

That's the question.

You're Ensign Anna Nunes.

Hmm.

Wait, wait.

What was that?

That was me just shaking the tree.

Anna, I...

Report.

Simpkins. Yes, sir.

She's back. She's right on top of us.

Same sub?

Yes, sir.

She's 1 ,500 feet off our port side. I don't think she's seen us.

Firing. Captain.

Simpkins. She's holding calls.

Is she going over the bow? She will.

Range at close.

1 ,100 feet.

Watts. Still working, Captain.

Firing solution.

25 seconds.

Because if we miss, we're in a terrible position.

We could go up behind her.

Why would we? Because if we miss, she'll find it difficult to return fire before

we can get about two or three more shots.

And our countermeasures will be much more effective than that. Captain, we

drop 2 ,000 feet below this position and escape in the wake of any detonation.

On that recommendation, sir.

Sir, please.

Do we know what she is?

She's typhoon class. We can easily outrun her. We're not running.

Sir, please.

Take the job.

Chief of the boat, take us up quietly once she passes.

Sir. Objection noted, Simpkins.

Yes, sir.

It's Captain rising on your mark.

Simpkins, she's at 855 feet.

Okay. Rise to 855 feet, smartly. Rising to 855 feet, smartly.

You hear?

Boy, I hear it now.

What is that?

Just a mess.

What the fuck is that?

What the fuck is that?

No, doc.

What? Well, it must be them.

Why would they do that?

Confuse us? Yeah, well, it's working.

Torpedo in the water. Bearing! Bearing 015.

What?

Bearing 015.

She's firing blind.

Because she hears it, too.

Hears what?

The music.

It's not from them.

What the hell does that mean?

It means there's something else in the water.

Make your depth 1 -5 -0 -0 feet. Dive! Make your depth 1 -5 -0 -0 feet. Dive!

Dive! Dive! Launch countermeasures.

Countermeasures, away.

Where's that torpedo?

Bearing 0 -1 -9. She's searching, but no lock.

Lawrence, we got a fix on her?

Where's that torpedo?

I'm getting bad gas.

Sarah's firing in the dark.

I'm not trying to hit her. I need that torpedo to lock onto a heat signature so

we can bug out.

Sir, there's too many variables involved in a maneuver like this.

Aft torpedo snapshot bearing 076, sir. Sir, please. Do it!

Firing aft torpedo bearing 076.

Firing aft torpedo bearing 076.

Torpedo away.

Remote detonate.

Let's see if we can shake her off.

Mark for detonation, Captain.

She's live.

Simpkins, not yet.

Zero bubble. Level us out.

All ahead full.

Aye, Captain.

Leveling out. Zero bubble. All ahead full.

Distance from us?

800 feet to me.

Do it!

I'll stop.

Report.

She's lost in the night.

Yeah. I don't feel we are, too.

How weak.

What do you need from him?

To admit that he loves me.

What?

Sorry.

I don't know why I said that.

What did you say?

Nothing.

Get out of here. I need a minute.

Do what?

Not you.

You okay?

You are giving me strong lesbian vibes.

That's an hour, sir.

Let's give our last known position a wide berth, say. Stay to the east 900

Slow and steady.

Slow and steady. 900 feet to the east.

I need to show you something.

Can I watch?

Simpkins.

You think they blasted the music?

Oh, we had some intel a few years back, sir. You know, the Russians were

experimenting with underwater speakers, trying to confuse the sonars.

Yeah, yeah, but they were just making the sounds of other subs. I mean, it

confuse them, too.

What if they knew exactly what noise to cancel out?

Even so.

I mean, they're just underwater speakers. They could be used to play

even music.

Then why fire blindly?

It couldn't have been the source.

There could be several speakers, sir.

Several?

It's a great diversion tactic.

We all needed a minute to get our head around it.

But why fire?

Can you run us up to HQ?

The latest damage report indicated that the exterior antenna is inoperable.

Of course.

Suggestions?

We're too deep, sir.

But if you allow us to float the buoy, we could relive the event and wait for

to come back to us.

Do it.

to tell them. We're under orders.

They'll find out. After we launch. They'll hang us.

We're getting hung anyway.

You especially.

Or did you forget that?

Jesus Christ, you may as well be hung for a sheepish lamb, otherwise you

that poor kid for nothing.

I had no choice. No, mate, no.

You had no choice as long as you followed through.

But the minute you start telling people you made that poor fucking little kid's

death pointless. The whole thing is fucking pointless if we're wrong.

We have a window and a weapon and a target.

We know where it came from, and we know just for the next little while how to

cut the head off that snake.

By the way, we're not doing what they did.

We're not dropping bombs on cities full of innocent people. We're not leaving a

fucking country in ashes like they did.

They'll help us. They won't know what to do, and we haven't got time for them to

wait to regroup.

They're professionals. Which is why they'll wait for U .S. orders. London is

making an issue where there need not be one. We're fucking allies.

Prophet, it will take too long. They'll wait for the chain of command.

No, we can't, mate, because if they do, Russia might nuke everything that's

left.

I'd rather go down myself than fuck this all up.

You got family?

I've heard you got family back home.

Yeah.

Mine were in Boston.

I moved my mum over there.

After I got stationed stateside.

Thought it was best she was a little sick, you know. Let's keep her close.

You know what happened to Boston, right?

Yeah.

Your family are safe.

Let's keep them that way.

There's not much left of Boston. I don't want to talk about it.

What I want to do, brothers...

Go with that broadcast stuff they said you'd want to know. Yeah, okay.

You sure, man?

Sorry.

Nunes, wait.

Hold on for a second.

Yes, sir?

How can I help you?

Why are you talking to me like that?

Oh, how would you like me to talk to you, sir?

You should talk to me.

Like someone you could say the worst thing in the world to and it would be

Because you're saying it to me.

I know.

Good.

It's not easy.

All the time.

Sometimes you feel a million miles away.

Not when you're here.

When you're here, it feels like home.

Something's wrong.

I told you that.

You did.

No, I didn't.

Something's wrong and you're keeping it inside.

What don't you want me to find out?

And everything's fine. No, listen.

I know you.

You and your fake, when you smile, don't mean it.

Trying to make other people happy or in the dark about what's really going on.

But it doesn't have to be like that.

At least, not with me.

I was just a little messed up at the minute, you know?

You know?

You can't do.

I can more.

Tell me the worst thing in the world and I'll be okay.

I know.

You're a better guy.

Take that.

Yeah.

Just wait.

Yep, Simpkins here.

I love you.

Copy that, sir. If you just give me five minutes, I'll... Yes, sir.

Everything okay, sir?

How long has she been sleeping?

Three or four hours.

Did she say anything?

No, sir.

Anything that might tell us who she is?

She has no tattoos.

She hasn't spoken, so I can't detect an accent.

Doesn't seem to be lucid half the time, but to be shocked.

Did she eat anything?

No, sir.

Did she drink anything?

That's not all she does.

Just a thirsty girl.

Okay.

Well, keep an eye. Let me know if anything changes.

Yes, sir.

What's the matter?

Too drunk?

I wish.

Man, what's up with you? You've been acting weird all day.

Trying to keep my wits about me, buddy.

It's not like you to be spooked.

Do you see the stowaway?

Stowaway? Fuck, old man.

The girl in Med Bay.

What did she look like? She's fucking gorgeous.

We gotta get out of here.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Calm down.

Look, you don't understand.

I've heard this singing before, and... Do you remember

me?

So we're losing propulsion. Cons are down.

Go.

Zero bubble helm. Let's figure this out.

What's our depth?

100 feet, sir.

Something's draining all propulsion power. Find out what's out there.

You scared me.

I learned nothing. Well, that's not nothing. It knocked out comms, too.

That's impossible.

It's a separate system.

Prepare for emergency blow.

Shall we call the service here, which should be the right of course?

What we can't do is lose propulsion at 900 feet.

Ship ready for emergency blow, sir.

We're gone!

What? Who's gone?

The entire engine crew. Gone where?

I don't know, sir.

Hold integrity.

We're 100 % in a breach.

Torpedo room.

What? Are we having to find that?

It's the only hole off the ship anybody could get off of.

We're in, sir.

Sir.

Bring that girl in here.

You boys know some tricks, don't you?

Captain.

Of making people talk?

Sir, I don't think... We do. We do.

We do.

Whatever it takes.

On my authority.

Yes, sir.

Sir, we have a properly formulated emergency accident message.

Just came in. Stepped up the launch. And new target package data.

The EAM didn't alert.

Could be something to do with the power drain, sir.

Show me.

You're in a secure room, sir.

We are secure. Show it to me.

I said.

your commander -in -chief.

The Alaska early warning system has been compromised whilst the Russians are on

the offensive.

It is critical that this target package be destroyed immediately.

I want radio silence.

We'll watch you from the sky.

So we must load the target package data into the system.

We need the echo.

Marsh!

Sir.

Anyone come through here?

Through? Yeah.

Well, this is the end of the ship, sir.

Right. You've been here the whole time?

Yes, sir.

I need you to check these tubes again.

For what?

Anything that's not a torpedo.

The comms are down.

Copy that. So just stay alert.

They've both stopped.

Yeah.

The engine crew's gone.

Gone where?

We have no idea.

Sir.

Look, I have to get back to the bridge. Just secure this room, all right?

Yes, sir.

Hey. Hey.

They want to see her on the bridge.

Okay. We'll bring her when she wakes up.

No. No.

Everything good?

All right.

We need to authenticate.

Go ahead.

Out of the way, Claire.

Sorry about that. No.

Here you are, sir.

Target package data reads alpha, alpha, Juliet, Juliet, uniform, tango, six,

seven.

Message is authentic.

Order, sir.

Load the target package data.

Aye, sir.

Okay.

One last chance.

Who are you?

Do what you have to do to get an answer.

Sir.

Wait. What are you doing? Hold on. What's going on here? Stand down,

She's not military.

We have no idea what she is.

We're at DEFCON 1.

The rules of engagement are clear. Anything that is a clear and present

to the ship is fair game.

It's not the enemy.

We don't know that.

We don't know how she got on board. And ever since she has, we've been tailed,

shot, some of my crew is missing, and she's the only thing that doesn't

You don't belong here.

Who are you?

Someone who does belong here.

Right. Enough.

Do what you have to do. Sir.

Sir.

She wasn't speaking.

And she could speak the whole time? We don't know who she is or what she wants.

Or if she's a wolf in sheep's clothing.

Yes, sir.

Who are missing?

I believe you know why.

I believe you mean us harm.

I believe you mean us harm.

Who's us?

Water.

Who is us?

to tell me why you're here.

If you start being honest, I can help you.

Otherwise, this only gets worse.

Honest? Yes.

You should be honest about what you're doing here.

Is that a threat?

Absolutely. Hmm.

Who

did you

work for?

The simple minds of men.

You want to play games with me?

You should stop.

What? This only gets worse.

What do you want?

To protect.

I get it in my head.

I know what you are.

How do you know?

We've known about your crime for years.

Most men don't know.

If they knew, you'd be extinct by now.

Are you not afraid?

Fascinated.

You won't hear my song.

First netted, not stupid. Now stay out of my head and tell me why you're here.

To... guide you.

Stop. If you let me in, then I can show your mind.

If I let you in, I never get out.

You know you can't control me, Robert Bradford.

I already saw a glimpse.

That poor boy.

You didn't need to do that.

I think you need me to keep your secrets now.

I know you need more stuff.

Lots of it, otherwise you'll die. Don't be like all other men.

Think that they hold all the power.

I have music to drown you out.

You do.

Tell me.

Did you ever find the source of power draining your engine?

Wait.

What are you doing?

It's okay.

Tell me.

Tell me.

Tell me everything.

What's

he

doing to her?

What he has to.

Is he going to torture her? No.

But it does no harm if she believes he might.

What?

What the captain did was theater for her benefit.

That's true.

And above your pay grade.

Yes, sir.

Sorry, sir.

You wanted me?

Captain says there's no better role in order.

For what?

You can be here, sir.

I do it.

Hi, sir.

There's a...

Is this going to be a problem?

No, sir.

Wait, wait, wait.

Anna, may I ask you something?

Yes, Brandon. I think we failed past needing to be formal after you fucked me

the thumb ring.

Anna. Don't worry.

I'm not going to report you.

Well, why not? You should.

You know why not.

I hate when you do things. Family.

What? You never told me about your family.

I'll wait for that, don't you think?

Anna, pretty please. The cherry on top. Just tell me about your family.

Okay.

Three brothers.

Okay. All older.

All willing to take any guy back who's going to hurt their little sister.

Well, then I hope they're busy warming a bench somewhere.

Because Anna Nunes doesn't need anybody to fight her battles.

Yeah, remember that.

In a fight, I'm way more likely to save your ass. Like you'd ever let me forget.

What about Mom and Dad?

Dad left.

Mom moved with Jason, my oldest brother.

And where is that?

Ohio.

Ohio.

That's good.

That is so good.

Clearly you've never been to Ohio.

No.

Fine.

Why haven't I been to Ohio?

There's nothing there.

No, Brandon.

Why are you asking?

I was just curious.

Did you want to join us for Sunday church?

No, it's not really my thing.

I love that it's your thing. I love religious girls.

Full of sin and guilt.

You intel officer.

Always collecting information.

There's more to life than that, Brandon.

It's not a spectator sport.

Thank you. Anton Nunes is going to teach me about life.

Don't talk down to me.

I'm not.

And stop trying to protect me.

I'm not.

I don't need saving and you know that. I'm a big fucking girl. Easy.

Did I do something wrong?

Awesome.

Do you, like, not want me?

I don't want to lie to you.

Oh, wow.

No, I mean... Fuck you.

I know. Well, I'm...

And directly

from the President of the United States.

Your commander -in -chief.

We'll watch you from the sky.

Good luck.

We'll watch you from the sky.

Good luck.

Captain at the con.

You okay?

You know Admiral Brassers personally.

Yeah, I do.

It's just that in all our previous EAN...

He's been very frank, open, using your first name a lot, things like that.

Well, I think D .C. is a pretty stressful place right now.

Of course, you're right.

What are you getting at?

I don't know.

Nothing, I suppose.

Where are we on power?

Marsha's fixing it.

Manually.

All the lectures are fried.

It may have something to do with the propulsion going down.

But how?

The system... No, the system can withstand anything like a direct hit,

have backups.

I'll look into it, sir.

Quickly. We have orders.

But, sir, the comms are still completely down.

So if the orders changed or were rescinded... We wouldn't know.

Get me power.

Sir.

Simpkin. Thanks, sir.

Yeah, just something kind of random.

Sure. That last briefing message from Breathers.

What about it?

Anytime he sends one, he signs off with Godspeed, right?

Right. Well, he didn't this time.

So?

Was the message cut short at all?

No.

And another thing, he also said your commander -in -chief, like as if it's

his own.

Well, I don't know.

He's stressed out, you know. He's got every reason to be, DEFCON 1 and all

The captain said too. And we authenticated the orders, right? Yeah.

It's good to have doubt, Texo, but we've got to follow orders.

Right. So that later on we can say that we were just following orders.

What did you need?

Can you just...

After HQ to reconfirm, I'd rather triple check with something like that.

I'd love to, sir, but the comms are down.

Yeah, I'm working on getting those back up. Will you get the power up, sir?

And I'll triple check it, please.

The last thing we need is more surprises.

Get out of my fucking head!

Oh, God.

Get out of my fucking head!

Get out of my fucking... Get out of my fucking...

What happened?

Are you okay?

What happened here? He attacked me. What did you say to him?

Okay. All right, Marsh, get to the engine room. They need your help. We

get propulsion going again.

Sir.

Marsh, now!

Coming.

In accordance with international maritime law, I am detaining you until

time as we can ascertain your intentions upon our vessel.

AHHHHH!

We can emergency blow at any time, right?

Yes, sir.

Without power, we won't be able to maneuver or re -submerge.

Once we're at launch depth, how long to fire the payload?

65 seconds.

You know we have a job to do, right?

I'm with you, sir.

Whatever it takes.

A lot of people depending on us.

Exactly.

Thank you, Justine.

Well, when was the last time you saw him? Was he at your end of the ship?

He's too dirty to be at our end of the ship.

He never even leaves the torpedo? Stand down, Bradford.

Bradford? You have to stop.

Bradford?

You all right?

Whoa. Hey. Hey.

Stop.

Get back to me. Get back to me. Get back to me. Get back to me.

Get back to me.

Stop, stop, stop.

Calm down, calm down. Hey, hey, let's talk.

What's wrong?

It's the light.

What we're doing this for. And I'll take it all back. I saw the wind.

It's me, it's me. It's me, it's me.

That's right, you.

You spend the life.

Let him go Bradford stop Bradford. I can't let you hurt him

What the hell is going on?

I don't know.

Are you okay?

Get checked out.

Launch control is secured, Captain.

Give me power.

Look, we're trying, but... But what?

But we can't find Marsh.

Any dizziness?

No. Nausea?

Good vision?

I'm good.

Follow the light?

Can you for once do what I ask?

Do you hear it?

Hear what?

The music.

Music? No one should be playing music. We're running out of quiet.

Now.

I'm going to close my eyes.

Maybe sometime.

It has something to do with her, doesn't it?

She's the one thing I have faith in. You don't know that. I do.

And so do you.

And she was the last person to speak to Bradford and you saw what happened to

him.

I'm not good at keeping secrets.

You know that.

I can't just shut myself off like you can. Yes, you can. No, I can't. Well,

need to, Anna.

Like, you're a petty officer. This is the easiest it's ever going to be. Like,

suck it up.

Well, yes, sir.

You know,

for an intel officer, you're lacking some brain power.

I was trying to tell you.

I know.

Just not trying to be some locker room joke.

You know.

You sleep on your left -hand side.

You tuck your hands into your chest when you sleep. You love sour candy and

spicy food.

It isn't that stupid rain river music to fall asleep to. And you have a Bible,

but I know you never read it.

How do you know that?

Because I put something inside that you would know you're not a log.

Trying to say is... That you're stupid.

People don't always tell people how they feel because they're worried about them

not feeling it back in them.

She hasn't slept once.

What? She's been here two days.

Hasn't slept.

Is that possible?

No.

With adrenaline or shock?

After an adrenaline rush, she'd fall into deeper sleep for longer.

And even if she needed to sleep or didn't, she's... She's

what?

She's pretending.

She's pretending to sleep.

She's trying to be something she's not.

Okay.

Stay away from her.

She's dangerous.

And you're right.

I am pretty stupid.

Me too.

You know, for some reason, I can't get you out of my head.

I like your accent.

Well, thank you.

It's British.

You sailors once ruled half the ocean.

Cheers to that.

First to go.

Good listener.

But you know what my other skill is?

Lip reading.

Stay out of my head.

Because I know what you are.

I wouldn't recommend it, Captain.

We've got bigger fish to fry and all that.

Okay, we need to quarantine that room. No one sees her from now on. That's a

good call, sir.

I got one last thing to say to her.

So, maybe we... Shit.

My ship has no power.

My crew is starting to disappear.

One went mad. And right now, you're the only thing that doesn't make any sense.

You are captain?

Correct.

Tell your sailors to go.

Home.

If you don't tell me how you're doing this, who you are, or where you came

I will put you back where we found you and flush you myself.

You want the truth?

Yes.

He's lying to you.

Who's lying?

The keeper of secrets.

What's he lying about?

Everything.

What do you think?

She's using manipulation tactics.

It's just like she's messing with our minds.

For all we know, she could have drugged Bradford.

And the crew.

Marsh.

I just don't know.

Keep this door locked and guarded.

Sir.

Double -check this target, Baxter.

We've checked it three times. I'm not sure what the answer is. Captain!

until that's ready.

Just a minute, apparently.

Okay.

You want to talk before that takes effect?

Captain, please.

Did you cut the comms?

Captain, you need to... Did you cut... I cut the comms!

Tell him how to switch it back on.

What's up?

for your safety. No, no, no. You're smart, right?

You may have disabled the system, but you can restore it. You might need it

later. Are you trying to delay the launch? No.

Then why the power?

That wasn't me.

Bullshit. They happened at the exact same time. No, they didn't. The power

going down and I saw an opportunity to cut the comms.

Because you were trying to stop the launch. No, I wasn't.

The power wasn't me. Why do you want to stop the launch? I'm not delaying the

launch. I want the launch. Right fucking now.

What?

DC is gone.

And so is most of the east coast of America.

There's a USB key drive in the intel room in my laptop.

Pull it out and enter the encryption code 9384.

The comms are still there. We were just jamming them internally.

What do you mean D .C. is gone?

72 hours ago, Russian military forces struck at the East Coast of America.

Langley, your government, D .C., it's all gone.

Do what he said.

Double time.

Yes, sir.

There better not be another lie.

I wish you was.

Check it.

Check what?

What he's saying.

On it.

Jesus Christ.

He was telling the truth.

New York, Boston, Washington.

They're all gone.

How bad is it?

About as bad as it can be.

You didn't want to lie.

I'll tell you.

That's why you didn't want me around.

I'm sorry.

You should have told me. I wanted to, and I really did.

You really think that little of me?

Ohio.

What? Ohio wasn't hit.

That's why I had to know where your family was.

Ohio wasn't hit. They are safe.

And I think about you all the time.

So is this just really working?

So I can ask anything?

Yes.

Do you love me?

Okay. You're not lying. Not now.

What the hell is going on? You get one chance.

The U .S. military, or what's left of it, has been run from the embassy in

London. Britain is the next target if we don't surrender immediately.

We are the only boat in position for a short -range attack that wouldn't be

down.

We have a... Clean bullet and one shot.

Please, Captain, take it.

We're the only sub in a position to make a short -range strike that will get

through to key Russian military targets. We're not targeting cities or people.

Then why not tell us?

Because we're just intel here.

But if you believe that the orders came from above, from your government, then

you can be our weapon.

The video.

It's a break.

Admiral Bresset is dead.

So is the President of the United States, so is the VP, so is the Speaker

House, the Senate, the Joint Chiefs of Staff. Okay, I get it. I got it.

We have to strike.

The targeting intel is already 72 hours old.

Even if we wanted to, we have no power.

That wasn't me.

Get someone on the line.

Find out what our actual orders are. There's no one there.

There's nobody there.

No one. You can help us.

We're on our own. It's up to you, Captain.

We are allies for the love of God. If we do nothing, London is going to be hit.

Please.

Please.

We've got a bullet and a clean shot for the love of God, Captain. Take it!

Sir, we could emergency blow.

Do it. Do it.

Do it.

Please. No.

Captain.

Please. Some things are more important.

Sir, I don't know what to believe from this idiot, but we have redundancy no

matter what. There are other subs out there. If we don't launch, then they

No, we don't. The Mississippi, the Alabama, the Excelsior, they're all

You shut the fuck up, okay? I have friends on those ships.

Check it. It's on the wire.

Check it.

Get them online.

Now what?

We are the only ones.

Nobody back there can help us.

It's up to us.

It's up to you.

No, they can tell us that we're targeting the right side. A golden

reveal our position.

We'll ruin the element of surprise.

Please.

Captain.

No.

No, I am not firing blind based on the confession of someone who's right in my

face! You're not getting anything. Order, sir.

Get someone on the line. Lawrence.

Prepare for emergency blow.

Aye, Captain.

Hey.

Come with me.

So what is she?

And one that's going to kill us all if we don't solve it.

Sir?

U .S. Embassy in London confirms you're still a DEFCON 1.

The president's last owner.

She's making noise.

Noise that the Russians can track.

And if the Russians track us, then we are all dead.

Let me go.

No, no, no. It's men that keep going crazy.

Or go missing.

She won't do that to me.

I don't know.

If you know something, now's the time.

She's not human.

She's something else.

Something from the ocean.

I'm sorry, is this a joke? We've had intel for years about things that live

in the ocean.

Creatures, like her.

Generally speaking, they keep out of our way and we do the same, but every now

and then, one of them surfaces.

Check out what men are doing. Mermaid. He's talking about mermaids. She's

dangerous. This is ridiculous.

Put her back in that tube and get her off this ship. No, no, no, you've lost

I mean, these are myths, wives tales. Based on reality.

It was based on reality because it was easier for men to pretend that the

monsters weren't real.

All monsters are human.

You think I'm wrong?

You think I'm wrong?

She's thirsty, right? And I tell them, she's thirsty all the time. Give her

water. Watch her drink it down. She won't react at all.

Lawrence. Sir.

Get a bottle of water and salt from the galley.

Sir.

Say it's true.

Captain.

Say it's true.

What does she want?

Nothing good.

To throw us off course.

Wait, what?

In the stories that appeared through sailors, to throw them off course.

Ever since she's been here, we've been stuck.

She's right.

Let me go.

No, Anna.

You and Nunez go together.

Give her the salt water and report back.

Yes, sir.

Lawrence, do you have your sidearm?

Yes, sir.

Good. If she gives you any trouble, you take her down.

Aye, aye, Captain.

can't be bargained with and she isn't going to be a prisoner.

Why didn't you tell me?

I didn't know myself.

Is she the music?

Because she's not alone.

Can somebody please unhook me?

You're buying any of this?

He's not lying.

That doesn't mean he's right.

She was in my head, in a way I can't explain.

And she's here in a way no one can explain.

Sir, I've got something.

Let's see it.

Captain Vax, I'm Admiral James.

Admiral Perez is dead.

We're setting up what's left of the United States Armed Forces.

The Russians have managed to disable our entire US Air Force using targeted EMP

attacks.

We're at DEFCON 1, and command is gone.

We're running operations out of London, because as by now you may know, the

entire east coast of the United States is all but gone.

We understand there's two British intelligence officers aboard, getting

authority from the military and the government there.

total breach of trust between two nations.

But we have bigger fish to fry.

And we're all working for the same goal.

But trust me, we will revisit this when the dust settles.

More importantly, there's a clear and present danger from the Russians, and we

need to act.

Otherwise, Berlin, Paris, London, they'll all be next.

We've received an updated target package to include a full nuclear yield.

Got one shot here, Captain.

Take it.

You'll receive an updated target packet within the next five minutes.

Stand by.

James, out.

Jesus Christ.

So can you release me?

Hello, lady.

How are you feeling?

Thirsty.

Do you know what happened to Dale?

Yes.

He wanted to fuck me.

So I ate him.

Stay still.

I mean you no harm.

You're my girls.

Plus, aren't you sick and tired of men running the show?

Men are going to burn the world.

You're here to stop the launch.

Men are going to burn the world.

We're under attack.

Men are attacking each other. It is none of our concern, but your weapons will

block out the sun. We cannot stand around and do nothing.

If we don't strike now, there'll be nothing left to save.

There is a whole world I can show you, ladies.

A world for women.

In an endless ocean where time has no meaning.

A world without the anger and violence of men.

Without violence? You killed our friends.

If you could see into their minds, you wouldn't call them friends.

Stop, you fucking freak! Don't talk like them.

I can see you. The real you.

You have no love for men.

Justine? Do it, and I will set you free.

Justine?

You know what to do.

Justine?

Tom!

Talking package received, sir.

Authenticate. Aye, sir.

Target package reads, Romeo 4, Tango, Hotel, Oscar, Mike, 4, 5, 7.

Message is authentic.

Load the new package.

Aye, sir.

Jenkins. Sir. Emergency blowout. Aye, sir.

You know this means we're sitting deaf.

Well, it gives everybody else a fine chance, right?

I agree with him, sir.

So what is fourth?

Commencing emergency block.

We are live now.

Captain Banks, new target package has been delivered.

Satellites picking up Russians, fueling their missiles.

I repeat, launch immediately.

James out.

No!

You can feel it.

You can feel it.

You knew it was him.

Bitch. The love would have never last.

He's only a man.

It was mine.

Oh?

No?

Not even Anna's sure of that.

Did you even tell him you loved him?

I did.

I don't think he heard.

We're making a mistake.

Justine?

Take it easy now, okay?

We're in the snap count.

Cancel it.

We have to protect those who can't protect themselves.

Funny you should say that.

There's a whole world beneath the surface.

You should see it.

Tell me.

Don't stall.

Lawrence, your family.

New Jersey, right?

Kill them all.

What? They're all dead.

Everyone's dead because we were attacked without warning.

Get out of my head.

This guy's going to keep firing until there's nothing left.

There's a lot more families, but, babe, we can't do nothing.

Stop.

Stop.

No.

Turn it off, or I kill him.

No.

Kill me, or I'll be the one to kill you.

So brave.

You can't. I can't save him. I can fight what he was fighting.

What's that?

Monsters.

Three.

Two.

Submarine has launched back.

Nunez.

Anna.

I'm fine.

Okay. Are you sure?

Give them a fighting chance.

Okay.

Stop.

You stop.

Think. Don't do this for men because he told you to.

I'm doing it for men and women.

Everyone who can't fight.

I can bring him back.

What?

Your lover.

I can bring him back.

You're lying.

I'm negotiating.

So bring him back.

Only if you don't fire.

Then what?

I'll leave.

You'll be rescued.

I can see things that you can't.

No! Don't fucking touch him!

You will never step foot on a ship again.

But you'll live by the ocean.

With him.

He teaches.

You paint.

You have three boys?

How could you possibly know that? Like I said, time works differently. In some

ways, we've already done all of this.

Bring him.

Don't. Fire.

Vex, fire the goddamn payload. They're about to launch. We need to strike

Given the flight time to target, we only have a 30 -second window.

Just wait.

Just 30 seconds, and it's all over.

You can tell him everything you didn't get to say.

Your story is so full of love.

That's why I can't get into that head of yours.

I know things that you can't possibly know.

He knows I love him.

I love everything good in this world. Some things are worth saving.

Starting with him.

I'll save him.

And he will save you.

You don't know everything.

What?

He would have known not to say that.

Men are at war.

And it's a man's world.

But it'd be nothing without a woman.