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Once it gets dark the U-boats will try to get in amongst us.

If that happens, we can't fire for fear of hitting our own.

So we're gonna get them before.

We'll offer them a target and sneak up behind them.

Three of them! Got them, Mr Mercer! Action stations!

- Fire! - Fire!

That was Alpha!

And fire at target Bravo!

Fire!

Fire up a flare! Fire up a flare!

Firing!

Come on! Come on!

Now that's done for Bravo.

Mercer, take the bridge.

Mr Walsh?

ASDIC's lost contact with Alpha and Bravo, sir.

I can confirm it with my own two eyes. Two down, one to go.

Where's Charlie? Herr Zigzag, the one that sank the steamer.

Last known position of Charlie at 2-1-0, 1,700 yards.

It was sitting stationary. Mr Mercer? New course: 2-1-0.

Charlie at 2-2-0, sir.

Mr Walsh? Charlie dead ahead, sir. 800 yards.

Hold course!

Gunnery ready to fire!

One, two, three, come on! Go, go, go!

Pick up the pace! Come on, go! Move it!

Ready Hedgehogs?

There's 24 of the buggers, Commander. Each weigh 65 pounds.

We drilled firing in practise, not firing again and again!

Damn it!

What is he up to? Jesus!

Go, go, go, go, go! And step back!

Move!

Loaded, sir!

Then fire, for the love of God!

Fire!

Yes, sir? Bearing, Mr Walsh?

Charlie 0-8-0, 2,000 yards.

New course: 0-1-5... Sir, the convoy!

Radio message, Commander Kittridge.

HMS Lily to take over escort and main body command.

You told me to tell you...

Charlie is either a wounded animal, so we should finish him off quickly,

or he's the wiliest bastard of the lot of them.

In which case it's our duty to destroy him.

Either way...

..the hunters are now the hunted.

Wh... What's this?

It doesn't matter to you what it is.

You just need to do what you've been told to do with it.

No, I need to know what this is about.

I don't know who I am helping.

But you do know what will happen to you if you do not do as I say.

Don't open it.

Reload charges.

Reload charges! Repeat, reload charges!

The Mid-Atlantic gap.

He thinks he'll be safe there. Well, he'll have to think again.

Our long distance planes have closed that.

Number one? From NID.

Intercepted enemy communication.

Up to 40 U-boats traveling to form a stripe across convoy ONS185's path.

Stay on Charlie.

From my estimation the front of the convoy is traveling at seven knots.

Contact in four hours.

Cruising at 25 knots, we could do it in three and a half.

Sir?

Charlie's up to something.

Sounds like he's going around in a circle.

Why on earth?

He's gone.

What do you mean "gone"? He can't just go!

I can't hear him.

Bubbles.

Turning in tight circles causes bubbles.

This U-boat is passing through its own bubbles,

the sound waves from the ASDIC can't locate it.

Maybe this fellow's smart after all.

The 40 U-boats are the main force.

Three were clearly sent out as a distraction, you fell for it.

There's still a U-boat, and it's right below us.

Our objective is to see the convoy safely to port, sir.

This ship can travel at 36.7 knots.

In ideal conditions. And that speed...

gives us the guts of an hour to finish him off.

THEN, Mercer, we shall re-join the convoy.

You have my word.

Stop ASDIC!

Stop ASDIC.

Radar has picked up his periscope in 3-1-0, 3,000 yards.

I knew it! First mistake you've made, Herr Zigzag.

Full speed, wheelhouse.

Starboard 15, new course: 3-1-0.

Gunnery, let's hit him with everything we've got.

Depth charges, Hedgehogs. Contact Charlie is lost.

There'll be no time to accept a surrender now, will there?

Oil, sir. They're hit.

Oil on the water, play dead. It's the oldest trick in the book.

A lot of oil, sir. There's no bodies.

I want bodies.

It's time, sir.

Even at 36 knots we'll struggle to meet the convoy.

You gave me your word.

Sir?

Your son died because the escort abandoned his convoy.

Ah!

Move back!

Boarding is complete! The gates are closed!

Let me through! No, let me through!

Move back! You all have to move back!

The gates are closed!

Go back!

Please, please! Please give me money. I can't find my dad. Please!

Fine day's hunting. Fine to be part of such a battle.

What you mean is we nearly missed it.

I'm grateful to you, Mr Mercer.

You saved me from my obsession.

Like Captain Ahab, sir.

I'm sorry, sir. It's a book, "Moby Dick".

I know what it is. The whale.

He's obsessed with catching it and loses everything in the end.

Yes, sir.

Captain, sir. Radio message from HQ.

Our colleagues are having an equally enjoyable hunting day.

Twelve U-boat kills in the last 24 hours between us.

Maybe this is it. The turning point.

But we can only take credit for two last night.

There's no NID intercepts of a U-boat loss

at the coordinates where we left our friend, Herr Zigzag.

Nonetheless, sir. Of course.

Can't win them all.

That novel I was going to write...

..looks like you'll be in it.

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