- Demi: There are only two reason why a boat would go rogue. One is to defect, and the other is to start a war. And I don't think we're defecting!
- Final Title Card: At the peak of the Cold War, a Soviet ballistic missile submarine went missing in the South Pacific. Decades after she was raised, her true intentions remain classified by both the United States and Russian governments. It is believed her missile was later recovered by the Americans, unexploded, from the ocean floor.
- [first lines]
- Demi: My crew has just returned from 76 days at sea. The Americans are massing naval assets in the Pacific. There must be a dozen boats better rested.
- Markov: Squadron Command is insisting on the most experienced captain and crew available.
- Demi: I'm being retired, remember? You should know that. Your signature is all over the transfer. Even if I wasn't, my boat will be in dry dock for months.
- Markov: You won't be sailing your boat. You'll be sailing the B-67.
- Demi: The Americans value individual life above everything else. They wouldn't tolerate the loss of even one single city.
- [last lines]
- Demi's Daughter: I wish he knew how proud I am.
- Sophi: He knows, sweetheart.
- Demi's Daughter: He knows.
- Bruni: Your father was Nikolai Zubov. Commanded the 1st Submarine Brigade of the Baltic Fleet.
- Demi: That's right. Make your heading 1-7-5.
- Bavenod: 1-7-5, aye, sir.
- Bruni: This man's father wrote the book on submarine warfare.
- Pavlov: The legacy of the captain's family is very well known throughout the Navy.
- Bruni: Awarded a "Hero of the Soviet Union" for sinking the Kriegsmarine ship Goya during the war. Do I have that right?
- Alex: Gentlemen, we're in the middle of operations.
- Demi: He was decorated, yeah.
- Bruni: Sent 6,000 miserable Wehrmacht and Nazi sympathizers to the bottom of Gdansk Bay. If the acorn doesn't fall too far from the tree, our captain should be able to dodge a Yank sub or two.
- Alex: Our replacements have no personal records. Name, ranks; that's it. Except for Bavenod, the navigator. He was on the K-27 when she had the reactor coolant leak.
- Demi: Yeah, I know the K-27.
- Alex: Did you know that he's listed among the dead?
- Demi: More precision from Squadron Command. I've heard they'll shoot people just to keep their paperwork straight.
- Alex: Sailors are superstitious. It's easy to spook a boat.
- Demi: Well, Bavenod better not tell anyone he's dead, then.
- Demi: You'd better take a look at this.
- Alex: [taking an envelope and removing the contents] Listen up. We're to return to sea.
- Yanis: What?
- Alex: Take the ladies.
- Tyrtov: [the women with them are ushered away] Take-take-take them. We're supposed to have three months back, not-not-not three weeks.
- Sasha: Captain, I'm getting married to Nadya.
- Demi: Say your goodbyes quickly and without explanation. You have until 1400 hours.
- Sonar Operator: Conn, surface contact, 11,000 meters, bearing 1-9-5.
- Demi: Very well. Classification?
- Sonar Operator: Big and slow. Probably a merchant.
- Demi: Five degree left rudder.
- Alex: [relaying the order] Five degree left rudder.
- Bruni: Stop the drill, Captain.
- Demi: Why?
- Pavlov: 'Cause our orders require us to take tactical advantage of the testing opportunities for the classified onboard equipment.
- Bruni: Captain, I need you to put us under that ship.
- Alex: We have men below.
- Bruni: Then you should get them out.
- Garin: Only personnel with a security clearance are permitted in this room.
- Demi: By whose authority?
- Bruni: When you open your orders, you'll understand.
- Demi: A lot of noise topside. Is your equipment secure?
- Bruni: Yes, it's secure.
- Demi: Sound is the enemy on a submarine, Mr. Bruni. The Americans have superior sonar. They don't need any more help from us.
- Demi: The irony is a bit excessive, don't you think?
- Markov: Under the circumstances, we were unable to get all of your crew back from holiday. Naturally, they'll be replaced. The 67 is being decommissioned. Considering your history, Command wanted to honor you with her last patrol.
- Demi: Honor me?
- Markov: The Navy's an unforgiving place. We're both proof of that.
- Demi: What'll happen to her after? Will they cut her up in Polyarny or just let her bleed rust in Murmansk?
- Markov: She'll be stripped of her sensitive equipment, refitted for her new life... in the Chinese navy.
- Demi: I'd rather see her on the bottom than sold to our enemies.
- Markov: A nuclear navy has to be subsidized, Demi. What better way to profit than by arming Peking with our museum pieces?
- Pavlov: These are technicians from the Special Projects Institute. They'll be joining us on this cruise.
- Alex: They're testing some kind of prototype equipment.
- Demi: Have you ever been to sea before?
- Bruni: Oh, we've spent some time on ships, yes.
- Alex: Skimmer's a vacation, Mr...?
- Bruni: Bruni.
- Alex: Mr. Bruni. This ship barely accommodates the 86 men required to sail her.
- Bruni: We'll try to stay out of your way, then.
- Alex: Yeah, good luck with that.
- Demi: Mr. Pavlov will show you to your berths. Stow your gear. We'll sail with the tide.
- Bruni: Captain. It's good to see you again.
- Demi: Sonar, one active ping for ranging, on my mark.
- Sonar Operator: Standing by, captain. One ping for range.
- Bruni: With sound being the enemy, won't that alert the Americans to our position?
- Demi: Americans already know our position. I'd just like to avoid running into 'em.
- Demi: Once we're deep, we're gonna drill. Because I don't want to find out we have a boat full of nuggets in the middle of an emergency.
- Demi: What's on your mind?
- Alex: I think our technicians are OSNAZ commandos.
- Demi: Yeah, it looks that way.
- Alex: OSNAZ are KGB radicals. True believers and trained assassins, among other things.
- Demi: Which is why I don't want any of our crew getting between them and whatever the hell it is they're doing.
- Alex: [watching the Phantom being installed] What do you think that is?
- Demi: That, Mr. First Officer, is the shortest distance between here and your own command. You haven't gone unnoticed by Fleet, Alex. You're gonna get an atom smasher. Markov told me himself. So we'd do well not to screw this up.
- Priest: I remember you standing here when you made your vows.
- Demi: Seems a long time ago.
- Priest: You wonder why he's silent and you have so many questions.
- Demi: It was always pretty much a one-way conversation. Thank you, Father, for getting up so early.
- Priest: It's as much about what he hears as what he says. Would you like to make a confession?
- Demi: Confession for what?
- Alex: [reading their orders to the crew] From Squadron Commander Vladimir Markov: "To the crew of B-67: proceed south to patrol box Lima-Foxtrot and monitor American naval activities. When conditions permit, commence systems testing of classified equipment for operational readiness, maintaining alert status. Returning to Rybachi on or about June 6th." This is the executive officer.
- Demi: Greg, you may post the orders in the enlisted men's mess.
- Pavlov: Aye, sir.
- Alex: [as Pavlov leaves] What conditions?
- Demi: Navigator, plot us a course for blue water. We're going deep.
- Bavenod: Aye, sir.
- Demi: Who the hell are you?
- Bavenod: Bavenod, sir.
- Demi: Where'd Command scrape you up from?
- Bavenod: I came off a November.
- Demi: Really?
- Alex: You traded a nuke for a smoker?
- Bavenod: I heard the best crews in the Navy sail diesels. I wanted the chance at one before they're all gone.
- Alex: [sarcastically to Demi] You see? Dreams do come true.
- Demi: Panamanian flag. Tanker.
- Bruni: Good. She can't shoot at us, then.
- Demi: No, but she can report our position.
- Bruni: Put us beneath her keel. You can do that.
- Alex: The noise from her screws will blind us, Captain.
- Demi: [picking up the radio] Engineer, time on the batteries?
- [getting a response of 30-35 minutes]
- Demi: All full ahead. Make your depth 30 meters. Put us in her wake.
- Pavlov: How is it, after all this time, you and I end up on a boat older than most of the men sailing her?
- Demi: Well, this boat is reprisal for the benefit of Squadron Commander Markov's amusement.
- Pavlov: Reprisal for what?
- Demi: The "what" is well understood by the Admiral and myself.
- Pavlov: What was her name?
- Demi: Sophi. I married her.
- Pavlov: That was superb sailing. But I'm not sure Alex would have made the same call.
- Demi: Well, some younger officers... aren't comfortable working near the margins.
- Pavlov: He needs to be more careful around the OSNAZ. They have connections that can just as easily land him in the gulag as on his own submarine.
- Pavlov: You realize this is supposed to be your patrol.
- Alex: Well, if it was supposed to be mine, I'd be the captain.
- Pavlov: Well, as far as we know, the Party already knows about this and wants to see how you perform under pressure.
- Alex: Oh, yeah? How am I doing?
- Pavlov: That man has a nuclear firing key.
- Alex: And you and I have the other two.
- Pavlov: Captain Kozlov...
- Alex: [pushing him against a bulkhead] If you're ready to relieve the commanding officer of a Soviet ballistic missile submarine, your captain and your friend, because he fainted... then you go right ahead. I'll be in Sonar.
- Bruni: Put us under that ship.
- Alex: Sir... we don't know who that is.
- Demi: Mr. Bavenod, plot an intercept for that ship. Put the moon on our stern.
- Bavenod: Aye, Captain.
- Alex: Sir...
- Demi: Level the boat. Make our depth ten meters.
- Alex: [relaying the order] Level the boat, depth ten meters.
- Demi: We'll take a look before we get any closer.
- [to Bruni]
- Demi: If that's all right with you.
- Pavlov: Always the rebel, Demi. I mean, don't you think that vodka would be more in keeping with a servant of the Soviet navy?
- Pavlov: You didn't like Bruni's orders, either. That confuses me.
- Demi: Following orders confuses you?
- Pavlov: You not questioning them confuses me.
- Demi: Well, like you say, one must take care around OSNAZ.
- Pavlov: Instinct worth sharing with your executive officer.
- Demi: Which I'm sure you'll do at the first opportunity.
- Sonar Operator: It's a skipjack, sir. And he's going someplace in a big damn hurry.
- Alex: Have they seen us yet?
- Sonar Operator: I don't think so. She's moving too fast to hear anybody, that's for sure.
- Sonar Operator: [as the Phantom is engaged] What the hell are we doing?
- [an alarm sounds]
- Sonar Operator: Son of a... conn, sonar. American is turning to intercept.
- Demi: Battle stations.
- Alex: Battle stations. Aye. Rig for battle stations. This is not a drill.
- Demi: Rear torpedo, stand by on tubes five and six. Sonar, conn. What's that ship doing?
- Sonar Operator: She's falling in behind us, sir.
- Demi: Has she opened her doors?
- Sonar Operator: Not yet, sir.
- Demi: You ever start a war, Mr. Bruni? Because if she even blinks, I'm gonna put a fish into her. Any ROE I need to know about before I sink this son of a bitch?
- Bruni: That's "rules of engagement."
- Pavlov: I know what an ROE is. Any hostile action may be with force at your discretion.
- Demi: Well, at least we agree it's hostile.
- Pavlov: [after the Phantom is tested] So the Americans thought they were following the Panamanian tanker.
- Bruni: Yes.
- Garin: We've turned their own technology against them.
- Pavlov: Perfect countermeasure.
- Bruni: Any ship equipped with the device becomes a phantom. Soon, we'll have acoustic signatures from ships all over the world. The Americans will run in circles.
- Alex: Our engines were running. We were making noise, too. Besides, the strength of a sonar echo is directly proportional to the size of a ship. And, uh, we're not exactly a freighter.
- Bruni: The Phantom magnifies the echo, making us appear any size we want.
- Bruni: The genius of the algorithm is how it makes us invisible to active sonar and enables us to mask ourselves as any ship we like. We should all be very proud of what we've accomplished here today, gentlemen.
- Pavlov: [raising his drink] To the Phantom.
- Demi: I'm sure Squadron Command will be pleased that the device is operational.
- Bruni: Of course.
- Demi: As protocol dictates, we'll send word to Fleet as soon as we reach our reporting point.
- Bruni: Protocol is the political officer's purview, would you agree, Mr. Pavlov?
- Pavlov: I agree that Fleet would be pleased.
- Demi: Mr. Pavlov is one of the most diplomatic political officers in the Navy.
- Bruni: A contradiction in terms.
- Demi: That's what I keep trying to tell him.
- Pavlov: I assure you that my intentions are purely that of the State and the Party.
- Bruni: [quasi-sarcastic] Well, thank goodness.