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Unidentified vessel off the starboard side bearing 149 -er. Range is less than

mile in closing, sir.

She's probably here for the war game, Skipper, but she refuses to answer our

radio challenges.

Ask her again.

Attention,

unidentified vessel traveling at 28 knots, 15 miles south of Devastopol.

This is the USS Cayuga.

Alter your course. Come port to 240 degrees.

Say again, 240 degrees. Over.

Any course change?

Negative, sir. She's holding steady.

1 ,500 yards and closing.

Attention, Cayuga. This is Captain Grinkov of the Russian warship Vasiliev.

Grinkov. We are attempting to enter the war game rendezvous area.

Give way to port and let us pass.

Give me that.

This is Captain McNamara of the USS Cayuga. We will be entering a rendezvous

area ahead of you, Captain Grinkoff. Alter your course and your speed to

us. Starboard Lookout has just made visual contact, sir.

Hold steady.

Aye, sir. Holding.

300 yards.

All engines back full.

Aye, sir. All engines back full.

XO, sound General Quarters. All hands, man your General Quarters stations.

Collision warning.

This is not a drill. Say again, this is not a drill.

100 yards.

Too late, Skipper.

Stand by for impact.

Following in his father's footsteps as a naval aviator, Lieutenant Commander

Harmon Rabb, Jr. suffered a crash while landing his Tomcat on a storm -tossed

carrier at sea.

Diagnosed with night blindness, harm transferred to the Navy's Judge Advocate

General Corps, which investigates, defends, and prosecutes the law of the

There, with fellow JAG lawyer Major Sarah McKenzie, he now fights in and out

the courtroom with the same daring and tenacity that made him a top gun in the

air.

Yes, sir, the Basilio. It's one of the Russian ships taking part in the

exercise. What exactly is the exercise, Ensign?

Basically, it's us against the Russians in a real expensive game of hide -and

-seek at sea, ma 'am. I noticed some minor damage to the Cayuga when we flew

over, Ensign. Damage, sir?

You do have a repair party working on the bow, don't you? That's not my

department, sir.

Damage control officer will answer any questions you may have regarding the

collision.

Don't say anything about a collision.

Excuse me, Skipper.

Commander Rabb, Major McKenzie and Lieutenant Roberts, sir.

Commander Rabb reporting his orders, sir. Thank you, Ensign.

Welcome aboard the Cayuga. I assume you've been briefed? Yes, sir. Good.

Ensign Garrett here will escort you to your quarters, Major.

Vasiliev will be sending over a landing party for you within the hour,

Commander.

Sir? You said that you'd been briefed, Commander?

Yes, sir. We were told the report of the Cayuga to observe a joint exercise

being conducted under the international laws of the sea. You're here to make

sure the Russians don't cheat.

For the U .S., sir.

According to my orders, part of this exercise is an officer

exchange. You and your lieutenant will serve aboard the Basilia for the

of this exercise, and we will receive two Russian officers in return.

Is there anything else, Commander?

What happened to the Cayuga, sir? It looks like she scraped up against

something. Commander, I can assure you that she is very seaworthy. I was more

concerned about the legal implications, sir, if some sort of collision has

occurred. Congratulations, Commander.

You've been aboard my ship for less than three minutes. You've already managed

to tick me off.

I can only hope that you managed to do the same to Captain Grinkoff.

Hayek.

Okay,

ready to tell me what's going on?

Apparently Bud and I are going on a cruise.

I mean, between you and the skipper.

In 1985, a Russian and an American warship attempt to enter the Lisbon

the same time.

Neither captain gave way to the other, and they wound up colliding.

You think something like that happened here? I think that's exactly what

happened here. McNamara and Grinkoff were the two captains. Ten years later,

they're still playing bumper cars with their ships.

So do we report the collision? I mean, somebody's got to be held accountable.

No one on either ship is going to admit it happened.

And the Navy doesn't reprimand its skippers for asserting American naval

superiority.

This basically comes down to who has the biggest ship.

Something like that.

Commander Petrovich, Lieutenant Matovic, welcome

aboard the USS Cayuga. I'm Commander Blake.

This is Major McKenzie.

Gentlemen. Welcome,

Lieutenant.

I'm Commander Yuri Krytchak.

Yuri Krejcik, you're a forward for the Soviet Olympic hockey team.

That was a long time ago, Commander.

And you are a fighter pilot.

Also a long time ago.

This way, chaplain.

The Cayuga is a state -of -the -art naval warship. She incorporates the

in quiet and propulsion technology, as well as advanced stealth designs.

Cayuga's armament carries a full complement from torpedoes to cruise

and everything in between.

How many women are on board?

We have a full crew of 303, 78 of which are women.

And how many are single?

I don't know, sir.

If you'll follow me, I'll take you to our engine room.

The Vasiliev was commissioned in 1980.

She is 156 meters long with a 17 .3 meter beam.

She displaces over 6 ,000 metric tons and has a top speed of 32 knots.

Which is faster than your early bird class.

Ha -ha.

That wasn't bad, huh? I'm sure she's been enough, Commander.

Let's go, let's

go,

let's go.

Get out of here!

Get out of here! Get him!

Get him!

You all right, Commander?

Yeah, I'm fine.

It's going to be a while before my next scar.

What happened, sir?

Fire in the missile room.

Looks like they were in the middle of loading a firing tube with something

electrical shorted.

Why would they be loading a missile?

This is supposed to be a simulated exercise.

Maybe we should ask him.

Commander Harmon Robb, Jr., you are here today as a Navy lawyer, but I know that

you were a heroic Tomcat fighter pilot.

Is this correct?

Well, I don't know about the heroic part, but... Indeed, on 16 April 1989,

the commander attacked three Libyan MiGs over the Gulf of Sidra.

Actually, the MiGs attacked my wingman and I while we were patrolling the no

-fly zone.

So you say.

But do you know what he did?

He shot down one, disabled the second, and sent the third pilot

running for home with his tail between his legs.

Just lucky, I guess.

You are much too modest, Commander. It was brilliant flying.

Brilliant. Much better than the pilot you shot down.

Unfortunately.

Not Libyan. He was Russian.

And I happen to know this because he was my brother.

Just joking!

It was probably just some poor Georgian farm boy.

Gentlemen, a toast.

A toast to the sea, the birthplace of all mankind.

May we return to her loving bosom when our time has come.

Drink

up,

gentlemen, for tomorrow we go to war.

Captain McNamara has proven to be a great warrior in the past.

I am so hoping that he will not disappoint me this time.

Look

at

them. They're like a couple of high school kids on a class trip.

Major McKenzie, could you... Do you want me to take a picture of both of you?

No, actually... Could we take a picture with you, Major? It would mean a great

deal to us.

Please, Major.

Sure, in the interest of detente.

Why do I feel like I'm about to become a Russian pinup girl?

Have their coffee, bud.

I think it's left over from Chernobyl, sir.

You've been landlocked too long, bud. You're getting a little peak.

I don't think the sea has anything to do with how I feel.

Oh, a little too much vodka in Mr. Roberts' neighborhood last night.

Please, sir, don't even say it.

I, uh, I want to apologize for my behavior last night, Commander.

What for? You didn't do anything wrong.

Oh, you're... I, uh...

Kind of lost track of things right after the folk dancing started.

I just wanted to apologize just in case I did anything that was inappropriate.

Well, you did compare Stalin, Marx, and Lenin to the Three Stooges.

I did.

My father built half the ships of the Russian Navy.

How bad is it?

Could have been worse.

I'll say.

Breathing equipment is faulty. Should be checked at least once a month.

It is.

We knew it was deteriorating.

Well, then why wasn't it repaired or replaced?

Repaired what?

It's not the United States, Commander.

It isn't even the Soviet Union anymore.

Our spare parts are cannibalized from other ships.

Well, I noticed you have no shortage of missiles.

This cabaret may be rusted, Commander.

But the blade is so sharp.

Attention! Commander Kretchak and Commander Rapp.

They want us in the bridge.

The games are about to start.

Why were your men loading a missile?

It was a routine training drill.

Why would Captain Grinkov hold a missile loading drill before friendly work?

That's something you would have to ask the captain.

Any sign of Vasiliev?

I've got a contact at 26 miles, bearing 48 degrees.

I don't think it's her, sir, but it could be one of the Russian cruisers.

Shall we engage, Skipper?

Negative, XO.

We're after bigger fish today.

I want the Vasiliev.

Continue on present course.

Steady as she goes.

The rules of this exercise are very simple.

Search and destroy the enemy before he does the same to you.

Change course to a heading of 088 degrees, full power.

I'm afraid you can't do that, Captain.

The lines of demarcation of these games are very strict.

Not only will you be moving outside the boundaries of the exercise arena, you

will be entering territorial waters of a non -participating country.

You really are a lawyer.

Yes, sir.

I must also go on record as protesting this action. By doing so, we'll

disqualify any victory you may achieve during the remainder of this exercise.

Are you quite finished, Commander?

No, sir.

I request permission to contact the Cayuga and inform her of this action.

Request denied. We are running silent.

There is no radio communication.

Captain, the rules and procedures... There is only one rule of war,

Fight with honor, passion, and conviction.

If one does that, even if he loses, his death

will be noble.

Sir, I think I might have found her.

Vasilia? Yes, sir.

She's bearing 098, beat 20 knots, course. Are you sure, Radar?

Yes, sir.

That can't be her, sir. That ship's outside the boundaries of the exercise

Perhaps it's a small tanker.

That's just what Grinkov would like us to think, that Russian. Shall we break

off pursuit, sir?

And let that Cossack sneak up behind us, they'll know.

Sir, the minute that Vasiliev left the exercise arena, she was disqualified

the game.

Going after her now would be useless.

We'd do better to join the Montgomery.

The Montgomery can take care of herself, Major.

Grinkov is mine.

Shouldn't we be trying to inform somebody that Captain Grinkoff has

rules, sir?

Captain, cheating is the least of our troubles, bud.

McNamara and Grinkoff are old enemies.

You think they're trying to settle an old score?

Yeah.

Bumping into each other's shit is the tip of the iceberg.

When two sailors fight, they use their fists.

When two captains fight, they use their ships.

These two captains have enough firepower to blow us all to hell in the back.

Are you hurt, Commander?

No.

I'm sorry you had to witness such unprofessional behavior. I apologize on

of the Russian Navy.

He's really embarrassed, sir.

Yeah, I'm worried, too.

Sir?

I don't think this was just a fight over some girl in Yalta, but keep your eyes

open, all right?

Aye, sir.

Be careful.

Goodbye.

So I was sleeping, Commander.

You just put at least 20 men into a life raft.

Why?

It was a routine training drill.

Those men were saying goodbye.

One of them was an officer I saw fighting in the wardroom earlier.

You are here as an observer, Commander.

This does not concern you.

Well, maybe I should discuss what I saw with Captain Grinkov.

No, you cannot do that. Why not?

Look around you.

Our navy is falling apart.

We barely have enough food to feed the crew.

All we have left is our pride.

And our vodka.

Which can be a deadly combination.

Still doesn't tell me why you put 20 men over the side in the middle of the

night. They are men who have children.

This is the Vasiliev's final mission.

After it's over, she will be chopped up into razor blades and the captain will

become a civilian.

Grinkov would rather go down fighting than end his years standing in line for

groceries.

So he won't play the game?

He will attack for real?

I don't know.

Not for certain.

But that's my fear.

If you think Grinkov's on a suicide mission, you have got to relieve him of

command.

What's going on, sir?

You always sleep in your uniform?

Just when I'm scared, sir.

I'm taking over the ship.

The two of us?

Sir, I know Captain Grinkoff cheated, but don't you think this is taking the

games a little bit too far?

Just a minute.

Open the door.

It's Yuri!

With the rifle!

Yuri is one of the good guys, but...

We have to get to a radio and inform the

Kaiyuka what's happened. Can you secure the ship's weapons?

Yes, this way.

Can we be charged with mutiny on a foreign vessel, Commander?

No. This would be considered an act of terrorism.

What do we got, XO? We picked up another contact about 20 minutes ago, Skipper.

Why wasn't I informed?

It's probably not the Vasiliev, sir. We lost her during the night. She gave us

the slip in a merchant shipping lane.

Damn, keep trying.

Well, we have, sir. But this other ship, sir, it's a small craft and it's

broadcasting distress signals.

What? Observers report a life raft off the port side, Skipper.

Grinkos probably put a distress beacon in one of his life rafts and fed a drift

of the decoy.

Observers report survivors in the life raft, Skipper.

Damn you, Grinkov.

According to the laws of the Geneva Convention, Article 18, after each

engagement, parties to the conflict shall, without delay, take all possible

measures to search for and collect the wounded, sick, and shipwrecked. To

protect them against... For your information, Major, those men are not

shipwrecked. They're a damn Trojan horse.

You still have to rescue them.

How dare you tell me what I've got to do?

It's my duty, sir.

Well, you have gone above and beyond your call of duty, Major.

Now, I've been doing this a hell of a lot longer than you have.

Get her off my bridge and take the brothers Karamazov with her. Aye, sir.

Sergeant, please escort Major McKenzie, Commander Petovich, and Lieutenant

Matovic off this bridge.

You've got eight minutes to get those men aboard my ship.

Yes, sir.

Do you like American cigarettes?

Come on, let's go.

This is Commander Rav aboard the Vasiliev. Do you read? Over.

Sir! Stop right there!

What now,

Commander? Plan B!

What's Plan B?

I'm working on it.

They're right behind us.

As you were, Marine.

What's their story, XO?

I'm afraid they're not talking, Skipper.

They say they had to get off the ship.

And they think you're a hero for rescuing them.

Why did they have to leave their ship?

They didn't say.

Are any of them injured?

None that I'm aware of, Major.

Well, perhaps we should have their surgeon look them over, sir. Why not?

Give them all a pedicure and a massage while you're at it.

I never would have taken you for a saboteur.

Never!

No matter.

Unfortunately, you now force me to confine you to the brig.

And I am afraid that you will not get to see the last great sea battle.

What are you planning, Captain, to start your own war?

You are the one running around my ship with a loaded weapon, Commander.

I am only doing what I have been trained to do. Captain, let me take them to the

brig. Yet I want you on the bridge with me.

Have them taken to the brig.

If they resist...

Shoot them.

How

long

have you been standing there?

Long enough.

Long enough for what?

Long enough for me to realize you are unlike any woman I have ever met.

Yet not quite long enough for me to fall in love with you.

Does that line work on Russian women?

Not very often. But I've had limited success with it in the lower Balkans.

I think you've been at sea too long, Commander.

I agree.

Please.

Please. Call me Zoltan.

Okay, Zoltan.

How are you, crewmate?

Very well, thank you.

Are you going to tell me why they left their ship, or do I have to beat it out

of you?

What's Grinkov up to?

I don't know.

Don't make me hurt you.

Good punch, Major.

Wait till I get warmed up.

Drink up for the great captain.

But sometimes he forgets that the Cold War is over.

In fact, he forgets a lot of things.

You mean like, where the hell am I?

Whose ship is it?

What are we talking about here?

Grinkov's got Alzheimer's or some sort of dementia?

He's not the same man he was several years ago.

Well, why doesn't somebody do something?

He is the great Grinkov. Who could take his place?

XL, I need to see the captain after I clean up.

What happened to him?

Marine Corps hickey.

We've got a contact at 045, Skipper.

It's the Vasiliev, sir. Skipper, Major McKenzie has something I think you

hear. Not now, XO. We've just found the Vasiliev.

What's she doing, Radar? Nothing, Skipper. She appears to be dead in the

Something's wrong, Captain.

Commander Petovich has told me the Green Coffee's been behaving abnormally

lately. Tell me something I don't know.

Something here isn't adding up, sir.

What if Captain Grinkoff is suffering from Alzheimer's or severe depression?

It may explain why some of his crew mutinied. I don't have time for your far

-fetched theories, Major.

Grinkoff is the same as I am.

This cold ship routine is just a trick to lure us closer. With all due respect,

sir, what if it's not? We may be wasting valuable time.

Well, lock on a harpoon.

Aye, sir. Locking on.

We have a lock skipper. Simulate fire one.

Simulate fire one. Simulate fire one.

Computer simulator reports a direct hit, sir.

Congratulations, gentlemen. We have just sunk the Vasiliev.

Now can we attempt to contact Vasiliev, sir, and find out what's going on?

Certainly. Set a course for the ship.

Get Gringoff on the phone.

I want to tell him personally that he's dead. She's moving, sir.

What did I tell you, Major? I know Gringoff. He's getting predictable in

age. Vasiliev just locked on us with his radar, sir.

He can't do that.

Kill removal eliminates his ship from further participation in this exercise.

I told you he was a cheater.

That felt like a missile launch.

Vasiliev is firing. Sir, she's not simulating. The Vasiliev just launched

live missiles.

Impact in 48 seconds.

All engines to head plank.

Come right to a new heading. 2 -7 -0. Aye, sir. All engines to head plank.

Starboard 2 -7 -0. Missile impact in 30 seconds.

Activate countermeasures.

Activate the phalanx. Activate the phalanx.

What's the bacillus doing? It's moving away, sir. Damn it, you boy. How the

is she getting away from us? I want a harpoon in the air in ten seconds.

Help! Shadow that ship!

Aye, Skipper! This was obviously a mistake, sir. Grinkoff wouldn't launch a

missile by mistake. That was an act of war, Major. Why would he do such a

He knows you'd retaliate. She's not answering our radio challenges, Skipper.

Grinkoff knows he's outmanned and outgunned, sir. He must know that if he

on us, he'll be destroyed. It's suicidal.

Harpoon ready, Skipper.

Commander Rabb and Lieutenant Roberts are on that ship, sir. I have 303 men

women aboard this ship, Major. I will not compromise their safety for anything

or anyone.

Fire one. Fire one. Aye, sir. Fire one.

One away.

That doesn't sound

good, sir.

Direct hit, Skipper.

What's she doing?

Nothing, sir. She's dead in the water again.

Captain,

we have secondary hull damage.

We're taking on water.

I want those torpedoes. Captain, we must abandon the ship.

We must fight. This is a battle. We cannot give up. We have lost, sir.

The man don't need to die. This is not a game for power. The game is over,

Captain.

I'm sorry.

Any further action against the American will result in our instant annihilation.

That is why they call this war!

We'll have two men on that ship who need to be rescued.

Move us in closer.

Aye, Skipper.

XO, I want her five inch locked and loaded. If somebody on that ship as much

aims a flare gun in our direction, I want her blown out of the water. Aye,

Captain.

We have to contact the Cayuga.

I thought you wanted to stop it. I do.

Where's the

captain?

In his cabin.

This is the Security Service. This is Klitschak.

Urgently set the captain's wing guard and arrest him.

I have released Captain Grinkov from his duties.

From now on, I am the captain of the ship.

I order the entire crew to leave the ship immediately.

The lifeboats are on the water.

Captain, we have an order.

I have a gun!

I'm picking up a hail from the Vasiliev skipper. It's Commander Rapp. Watch it

up. This is Captain McNamara. What in the hell is going on, Commander?

Captain Grinkov's got a rogue on us, sir. Commander Kretiak's taken command.

He's given the order to abandon ship.

We could use some help. We're on our way.

Rapp out.

Thank you, Commander.

I'm sorry. Your first visit to a Russian ship has been stalled.

Exciting? Yeah.

Comrade Captain, someone is activating our missiles.

Somebody has armed our missile.

Bring God.

Get your men off this ship. Stay in touch with Mac. Let her know what's

on. All right, sir.

Smells like a Monte Cristo.

Well, you've been busy, Captain.

Do not worry, Commander.

Captain McNamara has won.

I concede defeat.

Well, you always knew you'd lose against the Kyogre.

It was never about winning or losing.

It was about the fight.

The only thing I regret is that it would not have gone on forever.

So now you blow up your ship.

It deserves a better resting place than a scrapyard.

Her death will be quick and honorable.

But what about your crew?

Do they deserve a watery grave?

No.

No, they are much too young for that honor.

I don't expect you to understand, Mr. Commander. You are an American lawyer,

a Russian dealer.

What I don't understand is how a captain purposely puts his crew in danger.

Oh, is this where you try to appeal to my sense of honor and duty?

Use your legal skills to convince mad Ivan to surrender?

I don't believe you are mad, sir.

Yes, you do.

My madness will allow everyone to save face.

I was born on the Chertenko River.

My mother went into labor.

crossing on the ferry.

The very first air I breathed tasted of the sea.

All I ever wanted to be was a sailor.

Mother Russia, the greatest naval fleet in the history of the

world.

I'm afraid that Vasiliev and I have both outlived our purpose.

Even if that were so, Captain, your crew has not.

Please, sir, give me enough time to get them off the ship.

They have served you well. You owe them that much.

Give them the opportunity to live and fight again.

You will not deny me the honor of going down with my ship.

No, sir.

Very well, Commander.

Save my men.

I have been waiting for her to leave the ship.

Commander, tell Captain McNamara that I will miss our games.

We were never good friends, but we were the best of enemies.

I will, sir.

That's it on you.

Those without engines.

The ship's rigged to blow!

I've given him the dignity of a salve of death, Commander.

Come on.

Some men value their enemies more than their friends.

Including you?

Need you ask?