The Hunt for Red October (1/9) Movie CLIP -
Another Possibility (1990) HD
Orion :
.....you son of a bitch --
You son of a bitch..!!
National Security Advisor Pelt :
…you wish to add something to
our discussion, Dr Ryan?
Orion :
….well, sir, I was just thinking that
perhaps there's another possibility
we might consider.
Ramius might be
trying to defect.
Fleet Admiral :
Do you mean to suggest
that this man has come...
Proceed, Mr. Ryan.
Orion :
Well... Ramius trained most
of their officer corps, which would
put him in a position to select
men willing to help him.
And he's not Russian.
He's Lithuanian by birth, raised
by his paternal grandfather,
A Fisherman.
And he has no children,
no ties to leave behind.
And today is the
first anniversary of
his wife's death.
Come on. You're just an analyst.
How can you read his mind?
Orion :
I know Ramius, General.
He's nearly a legend in the
submarine community.
He's been a maverick his entire career.
I actually met him once at an embassy dinner.
Have you ever met Captain Ramius, General?
Admiral Hollis, how long before Ramius could be in a position to fire his missiles at us?
Four days.
All right. I'll brief the President.
That will be all, gentlemen. Dr Ryan,
would you stay for a moment, please?
Lord Vader :
I said ‘speak your mind’,
Jack, but Jesus...!
You slammed the door on
The General pretty hard, Jack.
Orion :
…that was not
my intention, sir.
Oh, yes, it was. He was
patronising you, and
you stomped on him.
In my opinion,
he deserved it.
Listen, I'm A Politician,
which means I'm
a cheat and a liar,
and when I'm not
kissing babies,
I'm stealing
their lollipops —
but it also means that
I keep my options open.
So let's assume for a minute that
you're right and this Russian
intends to defect.
What do you suggest
We DO about it?
Orion :
We definitely grab
the boat, sir.
Hey, wait a minute. We're not talking
about some stray pilot with a M.I.G. —
We're talking about several billion
dollars' worth of Soviet state property :
They're gonna to want it back.
Orion :
Maybe it's enough then just to get some
people onboard and inspect it.
Call it whatever you want to... a
Coast Guard safety inspection.
So How Do We Proceed…?
Orion :
First, We need to contact
the commanders
in the Atlantic directly;
The Russians get one
whiff of this through the
regular communications
circuits, The Game is up.
Second, We figure out how
we can help them —
We devise a plan to intercede,
ready to go at a moment's notice.
Third, Somebody's got
to go make CONTACT with
Ramius and find out what
his intentions really are.
OK. When do you leave?
Orion :
Ha ha ha! Wait a minute. The General was right.
I am not field personnel. I am only an analyst.
You're perfect. I can't ask any
of these characters to go —
Firstly, They don't BELIEVE in it;
Second, They'd never stake their
reputation on a hunch,
whereas you —
Orion :
…are expendable.
…something like that.
I'll give you three days to
prove your theory correct.
After that, I have to hunt down Ramius
and destroy him. Will you do it?
What gives you The Right to FIRE on My ship?
Your Signal said nothing of a torpedo.
Ryan….
It was necessary to maintain
the illusion for your crew.
My Crew are being
rescued, yes?
Orion :
As We Speak.
Then how did you know our
reactor accident was false?
Well, that was a guess,
but it seemed logical.
Very well — I present you, the ballistic
missile submarine Red Oktober.
My officers and I request asylum
in The United States of America.
It's a pleasure, sir.
Bert Mancuso, USS Dallas.
……Torpedo. The Americans
are shooting at us again.
Seaman “Jonesey” Jones :
The pitch is too high.
The torpedo's Russian.
Where the hell did it come from?
Conn, Sonar. New contact. Sierra -
Alfa class Soviet submarine.
Why don't I have a detonation?
The weapon enabled on the far side of the target.
It passed Red Oktober before arming.
Fire again with the right settings
and reload both tubes.
Get me power.
Get that damn thing off my boat.
It's off.
I think somebody shot a torpedo at us.
No shit, Buckwheat.
Get out of here.
Where am I...
Connery :
Borodin, fire control.
Uh, Ryan -- Sit here.
Orion :
I'm not a naval officer,
I'm with The CIA.
Connery :
CIA?
Orion :
I'm not an agent, I just
write books for The CIA.
Connery :
Whatever. Sit down. And
Do exactly what I tell you.
DSRVs away. There's a Russian alfa yards to starboard.
I think it's the Konovalov.
Increase the flank.
Increase the flank.
Orion :
How?
That knob. Turn right full. All ahead flank. Right full rudder.
He's shooting again, sir. Go to battle stations.
Battle stations. Chief of Watch,
man battle stations.
Torpedo in the water. Bearing - - . Make range yards. Steer right - - . That's heading into the torpedo. Steady, bearing still - - . Estimated range... yards. Still - - .
Steer right till
this reads 180 .
No, That's Wrong.
Ryan, don't turn that
goddamn wheel - -
You're heading straight
into that torpedo.
Yes.
Doing what? He's turned
into the torpedo's path.
What?
Red October's turned directly
into the torpedo's path, sir.
Mother of God. Torpedo steady, bearing - - .
Range... yards.
Melekhin, more speed.
Estimate range yards. Closing awfully fast.
What's he trying to do, kill himself?
We have a firing solution on
The Russian Alfa. Can we shoot back?
They didn't shoot at us.
I can't attack a Soviet submarine
without authorisation.
Torpedo bearing steady at - - .
Best range... yards.
Torpedo impact... 30 seconds.
Connery (Thinking,
HARD, Constantly) :
...what books?
Orion :
....Pardon me?
Connery :
What books did you write?
Orion :
....I wrote a biography
on Admiral Halsey called
The Fighting Sailor, about
naval combat tactics.
Connery :
......I know This Book.
Torpedo impact, 20 Seconds
Connery :
Your conclusions were
all wrong, Ryan.
15 seconds.
Halsey acted
stupidly.
. ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... Torpedo impact... now. I'll be damned.
Orion :
What happened?
Combat tactics, Mr. Ryan.
By turning into the torpedo,
The Captain closed the distance
before it could arm itself.
Orion :
So that's it?
Not quite. Right now,
Captain Tupolev is removing
the safety features
on all his weapons.
He won't make the
same mistake twice.
What gives you The Right to FIRE on My ship?
Your Signal said nothing of a torpedo.
Ryan….
It was necessary to maintain the illusion for your crew.
My Crew are being rescued, yes?
As We Speak.
Then how did you know our reactor accident was false?
Well, that was a guess, but it seemed logical.
Very well —I present you, the ballistic
missile submarine Red Oktober.
My officers and I request asylum
in the United States of America.
It's a pleasure, sir.
Bert Mancuso, USS Dallas.
Torpedo. The Americans are shooting at us again.
The pitch is too high. The torpedo's Russian.
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