Das Boot

Careful.

Captain.

Hurry! Hurry! Get on with it.

We're taking water very fast.

The two hull valves burst. Cooling water system blocked.

And on top of that, compressors are dislodged.

Shaft stuffing boxes began to leak, sir.

Damn it.

What about fuel leaks? Any tank's been punctured?

- Can't tell as yet. - What else, chief?

Lots of battery cells are cracked, can't take this kind of hit.

Look out for chlorine gas, men.

Get the bilge water. Use the litmus paper.

Over there with the sounding block.

We need each cell.

Look, it's red. Acid in the bilge.

Piece of line, quickly.

See how many cells are cracked.

Battery straps over here. Move it, you.

Battery straps.

Lieutenant.

Have we a chance?

We'll never do it by hand. Takes block and tackling.

The chief needs battery straps. Make it quick.

Find some battery straps, damn it.

They still need it.

Logs and a hammer.

Here. Here.

Thanks, lieutenant.

Got it.

Get me more light here.

We're winning, sir.

And again, turn it.

Shit.

Pull it round.

The other side, or it will tear the gasket.

The other side, or it will tear the gasket.

Check the valves.

They came straight at us.

It's quite incredible in that light.

They say that the British are using a new detection system...

high frequency.

Could be true what they say.

They tried it out on us.

If they can find us in the dark...

we can only pray.

Another bilge pipe in the water cooling system.

- Bilge pipe in the water cooling system. - Bilge pipe in the water cooling system.

Tell the chief water is out of the bilge in the torpedo hatch...

rising faster.

I can't see.

Lieutenant, hold the light.

We've got to close the leaks, or it's all over for us.

To the right. More to the right. Down.

Careful.

Twenty-four battery cells cracked.

God almighty, what a hell of a mess.

Let's hope these are enough.

He's got to bridge the live cells. It's our only chance.

Without batteries, we've had it.

Starboard... Down, lieutenant.

We're drowning.

Wire. Get me wire to bridge them.

Wire! Come on, hurry up!

Wire! The chief needs wire.

Get moving! Look for wires! Did you hear me?

- Wire. - What kind of wire?

Any kind of thick wire, man. There's got to be some wire around.

In the bilge, under the torpedo tubes.

We have got plenty of fancy torpedoes, right?

Each one is 25,000 marks.

But no damn wire.

All they forgot is 50 pennies' worth of old wire.

Now what?

Captain, the draining pump's jammed.

- It won't even extend manually. - That's great.

Captain!

- Here. - He's got some wire!

- Terrific. Better than nothing. - Pliers!

- Here. - Captain?

All the leaks have been stopped, sir.

Good, Johann.

That's good.

Now change your wet things, man.

We must get rid of the water.

The water has to go out.

Into the control-room bilge...

and then outside.

All right, give it to me!

Come on. Move it.

- Careful, you jerk! - Hoist the bucket.

Get a move on, boys!

Keep coming and going!

Come on, put your backs into it!

Keep those buckets moving.

Step on it, Dufte, Hermann. Don't fall asleep. Keep going!

Hurry up!

Faster, goddamn it!

Come on. Don't slow down.

Pull. Pull.

Almost finished. Three cells to go, sir.

How is it going?

Almost ready. Three more cells.

- Want some? - No, thanks.

See, it works.

That's good.

It's all good.

Mum. Mum.

Stop, boy. Take a rest.

Fucking shit.

Make some room down there. Chief's coming through.

- Are you guys okay? - Yes.

Keep going. Keep going.

- Motor didn't get wet, did it, Johann? - It looks like it, lieutenant.

Here, pass your empty buckets.

Hey, guys, switch.

Captain?

All of our compasses are out of action.

We may have lost speed indicator and sonar too.

And radio contact seems dead.

Pretty bad damage.

Can we get up again?

Do you think we have a chance, sir?

Good question.

Bit of air must still be in the ballast tanks...

from the blowing.

It should help us.

If we use every ounce of high-pressure air that's left.

Maybe.

We have to reduce our weight.

We've got to get the water out.

We must.

Eliminate and scoop.

Commander, engine-room bilge now almost clear of water.

Commander, engine-room bilge now almost clear of water.

It could work. It could work.

It could just work. By hand, into the trimming tanks.

Then with ballast pump and high-pressure air...

we could force the water out.

The ballast pump?

We can do it.

We have to risk it.

Blow.

We can only try once.

When?

When all repairs are completed.

In about six to eight hours.

- CO2 content? - 1.8 per cent.

Do we have enough oxygen?

No.

Emergency cartridges. For all guys who are not working.

The others go to the bunks.

Aye, aye, captain.

Emergency cartridges. Guys not working, go to bunks.

- How is he doing? - Difficult to say just yet, sir.

Doesn't look too good.

Well, Pilgrim...

- ...everything okay? - Yes, captain.

Everything's okay.

What about aft?

It's getting better, sir.

I guess I'll go over there.

You should be careful.

- Can you make it? - We'll make it, captain.

- How's it going? - All right. It's okay.