All the Best Scenes from Mission Impossible 8

Mission: Impossible
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Torpedo tube.
You must be Captain Bledsoe.
And you must be out of your mind.
What exactly was the plan if we hadn't shown up?
You know, I really hadn't thought that far ahead.
Okay.
No.
Rear Admiral Neely sends her regards.
She told me to expect a green flare.
She never mentioned the taser.
Mind telling me what this is all about?
Our mission is classified.
I need you to take me north.
Continue.
I'm expecting a set of exact coordinates via Morse code transmission.
And just how exactly do you expect to receive them down here?
You have to come to periscope depth, raise the antenna,
signal scan the low end of the VHF band.
For how long?
Fifteen minutes.
That would give the Russians fifteen minutes to pinpoint our location.
Starting at noon and every two hours after that.
Until my team sends me those coordinates.
North is the Bering Sea, mister.
Right now every submarine in the Russian Pacific fleet is up there.
My primary mission is to lock down their positions and ascertain what they're up to.
I'm thinking you know the answer.
What is that?
That's St. Matthew Island.
There's nothing there but an old SOSUS listening station.
That right next to it, what is that?
That's the Losharik.
You know what that is?
It's a mini-sub Russian special forces.
Get yourself a gold star, mister.
Aerial recon spotted it off St. Matthew Island just over an hour ago.
It's deployed from this.
The Belgorod.
Deadliest submarine in the Russian Navy.
My secondary mission is to locate that bastard and hold it at risk.
The Losharik means it's somewhere close by.
You have people on that island?
That's where your coordinates are coming from.
Will you help me?
Mister.
If you want to poke the bear.
All you've got to do is speak with your divemaster, sir.
Chief.
Yes, sir.
Have Pils meet our guests in the Forkhan quarters.
Aye, sir. This way, sir.
As I've explained to our friends here, I don't have the data they want.
The agency ignored my request to upgrade our system for a decade.
One day a team shows up, unannounced, and refits the entire system in a matter of days.
I'm guessing this is the winter of 2012.
Right. The old system ran on magnetic tapes backed up to 8-inch floppies.
These were in the dog shed out back.
These boxes might contain the coordinates you're all looking for, but I don't have a reader.
That was also taken away in 2012.
You expect him to build one?
I came for coordinates, not boxes.
Supposing you find the coordinates, what happens to my team?
We'll take the coordinates to my superiors.
My men wait here.
When we have located what we're looking for, my men will leave and you will not be harmed.
Would you believe that if you were me?
No, I would not.
You have one hour to build the drive.
What's your name?
Kaitzov.
And your last name?
Captain.
Koltsov, I'm Grace. That's Benji.
Could we just for five minutes be human beings?
Not Russians, not Americans, just people that want to see our love once again.
I have no one. Not even a dog.
Edgar!
You've spent too much...
time...
on the Internet!
Where's Donov?
Donov!
