:45:03
From Moscow, reports índícate
a severe shortage of water,
:45:07
as wells from the Ukraíne to the Steppes
all dry up.
:45:11
ln Chína and lndía, condítíons are chaotíc,
as ríots and pestílence sweep the land.
:45:17
Meanwhíle, the heat has burned líke
a gíant torch across the face of Afríca.
:45:21
Terror-strícken herds of wíld anímals, fleeíng
from the blazíng forests to the open plaíns,
:45:26
are dyíng of thírst around
mud-caked water holes.
:45:30
Other reports índícate that steamíng waters
from the meltíng North and South Poles
:45:35
are beíng sucked ínto the aír currents,
:45:37
spreadíng weírd, freakísh fog banks
throughout the world.
:45:42
ln many areas, dense fog
severely hampers vítal operatíons.
:45:47
ln thís country, the blísteríng heat
contínues to blaze a path of destructíon
:45:51
across the Mídwest graín belt.
:45:54
The rích farmland of Ameríca
ís now almost a waste...
:46:00
Excuse me.
:46:04
- What's the matter?
- Hey, what's the story, Captain?
:46:08
Sparks, did we lose contact?
:46:10
No, sír. The admíral ordered a news blackout.
:46:13
- Hey...
- All right, knock it off!
:46:30
- Yes?
- Sir, why did you black out the news?
:46:35
A matter of morale, Captain.
No news is better than bad news.
:46:38
Sir, this is no time
to cut the men off from the world.
:46:42
There may be no world at all, Cap'n,
if we don't start makíng news.
:46:51
May l be excused, sir?
:46:55
What was that about the fog?
Do you remember?