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Monday, October 17, 2011

The Hunt for Red October (1990)




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Hunt For Red October [ RACKETEER INFLUENCED AND CORRUPT ORGANIZATIONS US Title 18 ]


What are these doors?
Those doors, sir, are the problem.
I don't know what they are.
Neither do the British.
Perhaps our friends in Murmansk
have come up with something new.
With your permission, I'd like to show these to someone.
Do you know Skip Tyler?
Sub driver.
Was. Clipped by a drunk driver. Lost his leg.
He's teaching at the academy,
consulting for Navy labs.
Clearance?
Top secret or better.
Margie, have a car for Dr Ryan
downstairs in 10 minutes.
A satellite caught Red October
in Polijarny lnlet this morning.
Do you hear it?
No.
Beaumont, at Cal Tech
we used to do this in our sleep.
You hear it now?
Wait a minute.
Maybe.
Um...
It's buried in surface clutter?
Yes.
I should go to SAPS?
Correct, Seaman Beaumont.
Signal algorithmic processing systems.
Give it a week,
and you'll be teaching at Cal Tech.
So...
Iike Beethoven on the computer,
you have labored to produce...
a biologic.
A what?
A whale, Beaumont. A whale...
A marine mammal
that knows a hell of a lot more about sonar
than you do.
Kill the SAPS.
Train over to 2-6-9 and let's try it again.
If he gets to ragging on you too bad,
ask him about Pavarotti.
We don't have time for sea stories.
I was in the middle of teaching Seaman Beaumont
the intricacies of modern sonar. Now...
I ain't chief of the boat.
I'm Sheena, Queen of the Jungle.
Cob, please.
Come on, Cob. Tell me.
OK. Fine. Go ahead.
Ahem... Seaman Jones here,
he's into music in a big way.
He figures this whole boat
is basically just his own
personal, private stereo set.