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Its a modern, well 1990, torpedo. Not a dumb, point and shoot WW2 torpedo. They track and steer like a guided missile. I always thought it reflected that bit in The Rocky Horror Picture Show when, coincidentally, Tim Curry says "That's a rather tender subject. Another slice anyone?" I think it was Ramius making subtle reference to the death of .. Putin...(coincidence) by slipping on tea. I don't think he meant it as a threat to his officers, but more of an acknowledgement that this is what needs to be done, to be free. Y’all like Kate Bush these days? The kids today, getting into Bush? Well there’s a song on Hounds of Love called Mother Stands for Comfort …. “ She knows that I've been doing something wrong But she won't say anything She thinks that I was with my friends yesterday But she won't mind me lying Because Mother stands for comfort Mother will hide the murderer It breaks the cage And fear escapes and takes possession” Once upon a time, before the internet, before computers and mobile phones, sitting down and listening to an LP was an actual thing people did. Like just that, and nothing else. It wasn't on in the background, it was being actively listened to, so you sat there reading the lyrics on the album sleeve, and every other bit of info there, including cryptic messages in the black skatey bit. I hardly know the names of the tracks now on albums I buy electronically. I read that in the voice of Adam Buxton. Samuel L Jackson as Spock. “Logic! Mutha******. Do you think it?” Given whatjust happened to her, including a “plane” crash, she puts that on and looks amazing. Depends when in the year they were killed, but even in summer, in the dark under some floorboards, temp in 1960s London would not be above 20Deg C I reckon. I’m quite envious really. Growing up in the ‘80s, I saw a lot of great films via the wonderful medium of VHS and a 22”CRT telly, so even with a lovely big telly and sound system now, I’ve never had that full cinema experience. I should have just gone more but some of these films were X-rated at the time so I’d have never gotten in. I don’t get why on the day they are moving, finally, and the Dad declares they are all gonna stay at a hotel before he goes to the office, there is then a night scene with mum in the bath and the two young kids go to bed. Why did they do that? Did she forget about the huge skull monsters and the swirling vortex to death? How the hell does any of it work? At the centre of the moon is a white dwarf. Literally a collapsed star, yet it hasn’t pulled the Earth apart on the first day it flew into our orbit. An object the mass of our own Sun, but small enough to be inside the moon would alter our entire solar system, not just lift a f*****g tree without lifting the people next to it. It’s a hotch-potch of bits from all different sci-fi. The scanning lasers from Aliens, the swarming baddies from Matrix 3, Contact, Independence Days (handy that, I suppose that’s allowed). All mixed up in a bucket, like pig swill. A Million Vase to Die in the Wild West (U.S. pronunciation) Vase City Blues? Requi Amphora Dream? The Ming and I? 1941. Always loved this film. What quite irked me was that the Dad was able to move all that furniture stacked against the door … in complete silence??? He pushed a Welsh Dresser type piece along a wooden floor with the alien standing in the next room, and it never made a sound. Twins? I'm not sure she traded herself at all. She was working with General Bradford to extricate Sergei and his family as a Black Ops insertion. This was kinda confirmed by Sergei saying how they were taken in the middle of the night by helicopter. I think that Margot was pretty much f***ed by then as the FBI were conducting their own investigation. It was the Russian boss that offered her a way out. Basically, come work for us instead of going to jail for 40 years. Much like pre-S1, Von Braun, Margot's mentor, was taken to the US despite working for the enemy. When he arrived he was pretty much a prisoner until his work for USAF and NASA earned him privileges. I suspect the same happened to Margot, in a neat circle.