All language subtitles for JAG S04E18 Shakedown

We're experiencing power interruptions
throughout the ship. What the hell is

going on? The engineering says it's an
electrical power supply problem. We've

got Tomcats that need to launch now.
Main control, what is our status?

Automatic power shutdown, Skipper. We
can't get her back online.

What about auxiliary power, Commander?

It seems to have shut down as well. I
have one of our tech reps. Help me check

it out now, sir. It's not supposed to do
this.

Get us back online, Yopper.

I got it. Give us full power.

What's happening, Commander?

We have major engineering casualty with
injuries, sir.

Turbine and steam line rupture.

I, Bud J. Roberts, Jr., do solemnly
swear that as a member of the bar of

court, I will demean myself uprightly
and according to the law.

And that I will support the Constitution
of the United States of America.

And that I will support the Constitution
of the United States of America.

Congratulations, Lieutenant.

Congratulations, Lieutenant.

Good work, Bud.

It's a mishap investigation.

The USS Coral Sea is a member of a
battle group in the Gulf. Unfortunately,

flies on them.

Last night, she experienced a major
engineering casualty that resulted in

injuries and left the ship unable to
carry out flight operations for several

hours. We're going to the Gulf, sir?

The Major and the Commander are. You
have your own case.

Conduct unbecoming.

Chief Warrant Officer was caught
relieving himself in public.

Good luck.

Hey, it's your first case as a lawyer,
bud.

Defending the urinator.

Hey, you can always try pee bargaining.

Sir. Don't listen to him, bud. Just
remember, there are no small cases. Only

small bladders.

A two -brutee, Major?

Lieutenant Shirkston?

Admiral?

Who's that with the M?

That's Lieutenant Shirkston, sir.

Now they seem to be pretty close.

Actually, he stole the Admiral's car.

What? It was several years ago, ma 'am.

Apparently, Lieutenant Shirkston was a
bit of a juvenile delinquent in his

youth, and the Admiral agreed not to
press charges if Shirkston joined the

which he did.

The Admiral became a sort of mentor to
the Lieutenant, and Lieutenant

Shirkston's sort of like the son the
Admiral never had.

Well, I guess that makes you the son he
never wanted.

Very funny.

Don't worry.

Never thought I'd be so happy to be
home.

How's Darlene?

Well, she's been placed with a foster
family pending adoption.

I look in on her a couple times a week.

She probably won't remember me, Harm,
but would you say hi?

Oh, she remembers you, Terry. You're the
nice lady who bought her the pancake

breakfast. Right.

I seem to remember you wolfing down your
share.

Is she okay?

Really? She's as well as can be expected
considering how severely abused she's

been and the fact that everyone she's
ever loved is dead.

Make me a promise, Harm.

What's that?

That child can make it.

She's got strength.

We don't want to waste her life.

Find a way to make it okay.

You don't ask much, do you?

I've got the right man.

Listen, call me sometime when you don't
need something.

I'll do that.

What sort of nice digs you got here,
sir?

Yeah, if you like maritime museums.

Comes with the job.

You know, it seems like forever since
you've been stateside.

18 months.

How long you in town for?

Don't know, sir.

Probably just a couple of days.

Shelly and Rachel here?

No, sir. They're at Shelly's parents'
house.

Shelly sends her love.

Mr. Emerald, I was wondering, if you're
not too busy, maybe you'd let me buy you

lunch today.

Uh, no.

No? No. I've got a lunch meeting in a
second and a half. Lord knows, not by

choice.

But I am free tomorrow.

No, I can't tomorrow, sir. I've got to
be at Bethesda tomorrow morning for a

damn physical 1100.

Those old war wounds giving you trouble
again?

No. No, it's just some bug I picked up a
while back. It's nothing serious, but,

you know, health care overseas leaves
something to be desired.

Hell, you know Seal, sir.

I'm not seeing any doctor unless I got a
bone poking through my skin.

I hear you.

Yeah. Shelly's been bugging me for weeks
to see somebody.

Sometimes I think it's almost worth it
to let some doctor put his finger up my

sick so it'll get her off my back.

Hey,

I tell you what.

How about my place tomorrow night?
Nothing fancy?

Lots of cold beer and some Texas chili?

No, please.

Oh, yes, sir.

As you know from your last time aboard,
we're here to enforce the no -fly zone,

which is extremely difficult when I
cannot get planes into the air.

Is there some sort of problem with the
auxiliary power, sir? Everything went

down. This is a warship, Major. She
doesn't run well on batteries.

XO!

We'll wrap the investigation up as
quickly as possible.

You do that.

Yes, sir.

It's like having a bad sunburn.

If the rupture line wasn't a superheated
steamer, I'd be a dead man.

The doctor assures me that my burns are
mostly first and second degree, so I

guess I won't be going home.

So there was no forewarning this pipe
was going to burn, though?

No, sir.

They shut down two turbines to run some
tests, and when they fired them back up,

that's when the failure occurred.

First the steam pipe went, then all hell
broke loose.

It took us almost two hours even to get
partial power.

I thought the skipper was going to kill
somebody.

Who or what exactly was at fault?

Well, I can't say, Major.

One of our civilian tech reps,
Yarborough, was running some tests on

It might have been caused by something
he did.

But truth to tell...

We've been having trouble with the
control system for some time now. What

of trouble?

Lockouts, system crashes, false alarms.

I mean, the system was definitely due
for recalibration.

I mean, even aircraft carriers have to
be tuned from time to time, especially

nowadays. We're undermanned. We're
underfunded.

If it ain't broke, we don't fix it. If
it is broke, we only fix it if we have

to.

What's your impression of this tech rep,
Yarbrough?

He's okay.

It's hardly a glowing review, Commander.

Don't get me wrong, Major. He's a smart
guy.

Unfortunately, he likes to remind you of
that.

I know this ship's electrical system
better than anyone.

I was an electrician's mate for ten
years.

You were in the Navy.

Why'd you leave?

Food stinks, the hours suck, and the
pay's pathetic.

Well, here you are back on board, huh?

I was sent here by my company.

I had about five times Navy pay to
upgrade the electrical system, and

what I'm attempting to do.

So when did you first notice there was a
problem, sir? The problem existed

before my arrival, Commander.

That's why I was brought in.

It's an old ship. Her systems are
outdated.

Navy's constantly upgrading and
retrofitting your systems, sir. Yeah,

you know how that works, Commander.

The upgrades take forever to be approved
and funded. Then there's a lengthy

implementation schedule.

By the time a ship gets retrofitted, the
upgrade technology itself is

antiquated. Besides,

my electrical upgrades wouldn't rupture
a steam line or cause a water main to

burst. Well, they still may have
disabled this ship, Mr. Yarbrough.

Look, I was running some diagnostics as
per schedule approved by the XO and the

skipper. I warned them of the
possibility of power interruptions. A

interruption is one thing, an entire
ship going dark in a hostile

Well, that's something else, isn't it?

I think I know what your point is,
Commander.

The Navy wants to save face.

I'm a tech rep, a civilian, and if
anyone's going to be blamed for this,

going to be me. No one's looking to cast
blame, sir. I'm just trying to find out

what happened.

This is my partner, Major McKenzie. He's
aiding in the mishap investigation.

Major? Nice to meet you.

The fact that such an accident occurred
is in itself proof that I'm not at fault

here, Commander.

Well, how do you figure that out?

The entire system is falling apart.

Hell, there were already down several
generators by the time I came on board.

Now, if you'll excuse me. I still have
more questions, sir. Well, they're just

going to have to wait, Commander.

Unless you want to do them in the dark.

I have a power distribution panel to
fix.

Major.

The word smug comes to mind.

We've taken two turbines offline to run
diagnostics and this has occurred.

Steam line was bad enough, but the water
line shorted everything out.

It'll be a few days before everything's
up and running again.

So this was a pipe rupture? Yes. It
appeared to have been eaten through by

something highly corrosive.

Where's that pipe now, Commander?

We put it in here until we can unload it
onto another ship for proper disposal.

I've asked one of our tech reps to let
you inspect it, Commander.

Look at that.

I'm looking at Commander Rob with the
JAG Corps. We're conducting a mishap

investigation.

I'm John Newman.

My company handles the hazardous
materials contract. This isn't something

want to mess around with, Commander.

It's pretty neat and through, huh?

Careful.

When was the last time that line was
inspected, Commander?

It's inspected daily.

Well, somebody must have overlooked it
then.

Oh, no, that's impossible.

I did a visual inspection on that whole
system that morning myself.

Well, maybe it wasn't corroded in the
morning.

It couldn't have degenerated to that
level in a matter of hours, Meg.

Well, it could if the acid was strong
enough.

Harm. Harm is burning!

Just keep your fingers dry, Major.

Come and see me tomorrow.

Are you going to be okay?

I won't be playing the piano anytime
soon.

Well, I've heard you play, Mac. It's
probably for the best.

Commander Bradley said there was a
mishap in the hazmat room?

Yes, sir. The steam pipe that ruptured
in the turbine room was eaten away by

some sort of corrosive. It may also have
damaged the water pipes, not to mention

the Major's fingers.

You okay, Major?

Yes, sir. What do you use acid for on
the ship, XL?

Batteries, cleaning, it depends. What
kind of ask are we talking about? A very

concentrated corrosive.

XO, your presence is requested on the
bridge ASAP.

Repeat, XO to the bridge.

XO to the bridge.

I'm on my way up from sickbay.

Something wrong, XO?

Looks like we might have a rumble in the
no -fly zone. You're welcome to join me

on the bridge, Commander.

Go.

You sure you'll be okay?

Yeah, I'll catch up with you later.

Think so on the bridge?

Except a couple of migs in the no -fly
zone.

Twin bogeys, eight miles.

Zero, four, zero, opposite course high.

I got him, Razor.

Hang on, Cubs. I'm coming around behind
you. He's at 6 o 'clock. Move, Jake, and

left. Reverse your break.

Flame out. Compressor stall.

I'm restarting. Hang on and come up
shooting.

Restart. Engine good.

Re -engaging.

I got it. I got it. Fox 10. Fox 10.

That's a hit. We got it.

Shoot, spider.

Hypermagic, this is Slamdance 112.

Two hard kills. Bandits splashed.

We're coming home.

You were good, weren't you?

Still am.

Flight status is still current.

Harm, even if your fairy godmother
landed on that deck and gave you back

night vision, what do you think you
would do?

I know it's hard.

And I know that you love to fly.

But you can never return to an active
squadron. Even if it was physically

possible, you're just too... Old?

No. You're too far along in your new
career.

And you're too important to Jag.

It would be a step backwards.

But you left this world, Harm.

You can never go back.

It was never my choice to leave.

Mr. Newman?

Major. This damn machine just ate my ATM
card.

Doesn't anything aboard this scrap heap
work?

Sorry.

How's your hand?

It's okay.

Can I ask you a question?

If you buy me a cup of coffee.

Deal.

What sort of acid could have eaten
through that pipe in such a short period

time? Well, we'll know a lot better when
we get it back to our facility and we

get a chance to look at it. But my best
guess is some sort of spontaneous metal

dissolver. What's it used for?

Can't answer that.

Why not?

Well, that would be two questions. You
said you were going to ask one.

It's a liquid torch. You use it whenever
an open flame would be inappropriate.

You put a bead of SMD on a weld, it's
going to eat right through the metal.

So where would something like that be
kept?

Welding shop, hangar bay.

Should be kept with hazardous materials,
but they get pretty sloppy with it.

Then I come in and clean up the mess.

They gave me prunes and porridge for
breakfast today.

Do you want me to talk to the doctor?

I can't do any good.

Am I interrupting?

How are you, Shelly?

I'm good, sir.

Sir, name's A .J.

It's good to see you, A .J.

Good to see you, too.

Oh, my word.

Is this Rachel?

Boy, they do grow up fast, huh?

Hey, you.

Hi, Uncle A .J.

Hey.

Rachel, we're in a hospital.

Sorry.

Look at you.

Reto and I are going to go to the
cafeteria and see if that food gets any

with age, so... Okay.

I'll see you later, AJ.

I take it Shelly called you, sir?

Believe this?

I come in for a wellness checkup.

Do I look thick to you, sir?

No. Of course not.

I lost more blood today to those damn
nurses than I did when I got shot in

Kuwait.

For what?

You don't want to tell me I drink too
much, I need to eat less red meat?

You go take Daddy's surprise, okay?

Don't let the nurses see.

Smells like french fries.

So, um, what kind of tests are they
running?

He didn't tell you?

Well, he said they didn't know.

They're pretty sure it's some form of
leukemia.

Cousin, I reefed it too hard.

He came this freaking close to buying it
in a flat spin.

But this is where I hung on and we came
up late and fired one right up his dick

with the Vulcans rattling him for good
measure.

It was real, gentlemen.

Here comes the money shot.

You can run, but you cannot hide.

Yeah, man.

Yeah, that's got to hurt.

Not bad, right?

There's plenty more to get.

Hey.

I'm glad you restarted.

Why'd you walk away?

I don't like what I see, Han.

I'm starting to worry about you.

I think I was just listening.

I know what it's like to long for
something you can never have. If you

it go, it can consume you.

What are you talking about?

Well, first it was finding your father,
and then it was defending Roscoe. Now

it's the little girl.

What's next, flying?

It's like you keep replacing one
obsession with another.

That is not true.

No? I see it in your eyes, Harm,
whenever you're around pilots and jets.

It seems like you're happiest when
you're flying.

Maybe I am.

More than being a lawyer?

I know why you don't want me to fly.

Just afraid to lose me.

Maybe.

And maybe I'm just afraid you'll lose
yourself.

How's it look?

Fine.

Oh, God!

I'm sorry. Let me help you with that.
No, I just... Back off.

We're a warship, and his mission it is
to keep the peace.

The irony of that situation would be
almost humorous if our job wasn't so

dangerous.

But the threat to my ship and my crew is
very real, Commander, every minute of

every day. And on top of it, I have an
electrical problem nobody seems to be

able to fix. And now you come in here
and you tell me I may have a saboteur on

board my vessel.

Assert the possibility.

It could also be merely an act of
vandalism, Cap.

Vandalism? We're not talking about
somebody toilet papering my weather

Sir, I realize the severity of the
situation.

Captain, as you're well aware, funding
is down, recruitment is down, yet our

operations remain the same.

You're a couple of hundred men and women
short on this cruise, so the personnel

we do have have to work harder, faster,
longer.

Your point, Commander.

Most of your crew are under 21, sir.

They're just kids.

They get homesick. Captain favorite.

Lonely.

Sir, I know we do what we can to
alleviate the problem, but every once in

while it just gets to be too much for
one of them.

So in an act of desperation, sir, they
do one of two things.

They hurt themselves or they hurt the
ship.

In the end, the goal is always the same.

They get sent home.

Find who's responsible, Commander, and I
promise to send them home in a body

bag.

Are you accusing me of sabotage, sir?

Our investigation suggests that somebody
deliberately damaged the pipes in that

turbine room.

Possibly it was an attempt to force this
ship to return to port.

And you think that someone was me, sir?
Or maybe it was somebody you know.

Why would I do something that could kill
me, sir?

I'll admit that sometimes it's not what
I expected, and there's days that I'd

rather be someplace else.

But I take my job seriously, sir.

I would never do anything to jeopardize
that.

I swear to it, sir.

You know anybody who might feel
differently?

No, sir.

Sure, some of the guys bitch a little,
but that goes with the job.

I'm sure even the skipper complains
sometimes, Commander.

You're not going to tell him I said
that, are you, sir?

No. I'm sure you're right, though.

We have a good crew, sir.

We don't always get along, and sometimes
we ride each other pretty hard, but we

take pride in what we do.

And we get the job done, especially when
the going gets tough.

I don't know who caused that trouble,
but I know who fixed it.

This crew, sir.

Look, Seaman, think back.

The day of the mishap.

Did anybody say anything that might
suggest that they were ticked off about

something?

No, sir, not really.

Not really?

Like I said, some of the guys, we ride
each other and talk a little trash.

One of the guys got a little peeved at a
tech rep who was bad -mouthing the way

we were doing things, but it was really
nothing.

There was a tech rep in the turbine room
the day of the mishap?

At the beginning of my watch, yes, sir.

His name wasn't Yarborough, was it?

No, sir. I think his name was Newman.

Lieutenant Roberts?

Listen, I need a favor. In fact, I need
a list of personnel I want you to run

background checks.

You got it.

What am I looking for?

Anything suspicious?

Also, bud, I need you to get a copy of
the ship's alpha roster.

Check the names against the pro -Iraqi
-Europe hot sheets.

See if you can come up with something.

And don't leave out this list of
civilian tech reps that I'm sending you.

Especially one John Newman.

Newman. Will do, sir.

So, uh...

How's your first case going, anyway?

Good. I have an affidavit from a
Bethesda urologist which shows that my

suffers from prostatitis.

Well, that sounds like you nipped this
one in the bud, bud.

Uh, thank you, sir.

I think.

How's life aboard the carrier?

You know, it's the Coral Sea.

If you like ear -piercing machinery,
smell of jet fuel, sharing the head with

other guys.

Yeah, I'm missing myself sometimes, sir.

Well, I will get this information to you
ASAP.

Thanks, bud.

Bye -bye.

May I help you, ma 'am?

I'm looking for Admiral Chet Wiggins'
office.

It's right this way.

Yes?

Admiral, Mrs. Sharks is here to see you,
sir.

Send her in.

Shelly, what's the matter?

He wants to check himself out.

Well, he can't do that. The Navy will
tell him when he can leave.

I know, but he's refusing to let them
treat him.

They said that he needs some
chemotherapy and a possible bone marrow

But I know he'll never go for it.

I had to beg for a whole week just to
get him into this checkup.

I knew he was sick, AJ.

Ever since he came back from the Gulf,
he's had something wrong.

I'll talk to him.

He told me to keep you out of this.

I already got in trouble for calling
you.

He didn't even want you to know.

Why not?

He doesn't want to be weak in front of
you.

He's not weak. He's just scared there's
a difference.

Doing something when you're scared,
that's what courage is all about.

Sharky, he's one of the bravest guys I
know.

He'll get through this. So will you. We
all will.

Hey.

Hey.

How's the hand doing?

Easy. Good time.

That means it's healing.

So I just spoke to Seaman Halls.

He tells me that Newman was in the
turbine room a few hours before the

So what?

So what? Close to opportunity.

Harm, his job is to remove contaminated
waste.

Yeah, well, how much contaminated waste
is there in an engineering room, Mac? I

don't know. Ask him.

Well, I plan to.

I think you're chasing the wrong bogey,
flyboy.

If anyone is behind this, it's
Yarborough.

Yarborough's a geek, Mac.

Yeah, a disgruntled former Navy geek who
likes to prove that he's smarter than

everyone else.

Look, he creates problems and then he
fixes them. Kind of like a fireman who

torches a building just so that he can
put it out.

Dinner for a week says it's noon.

Buying or making?

Buying.

Then you're on.

Nothing personal, but that last meatloaf
you made was nasty.

You dogging Harman's special meatless
meatloaf?

Let's put it this way.

If you were to make the Harman's special
on this ship, they'd have to unload it

with the toxic wave.

Wow. That's a little harsh, don't you
think?

If you didn't like it, you could just
say, I don't like your meatloaf, Harman.

You don't have to be insulting.

Houston, you have a problem.

Master Control, this is Nafray. What's
going on down there?

What the hell is going on?

We're experiencing power interruptions
on the bridge, Commander.

We've got an engineering casualty, sir.
It looks like another generator shut

down. How long will it take to fix?

I don't know, sir. I've got to find a
trouble source first.

We'll make it quick, Commander. We got a
Tomcat section trapping in 20 minutes.

All right, sir.

Somebody find Yarborough.

All right, sir.

What's going on?

We've got fire alarms going off in the
ammo locker and wardroom galley, and a

flood alarm in enlisted berthing.
Engineering casually, possibly another

generator failure.

Can we get the main generators back
online?

We're trying, sir, but the power
distribution system keeps shutting them

Those tomcats are going to need landing
lights.

Let's shut down all non -essential power
circuits.

Aye, aye, sir.

Firefighters, this is the skipper.

We've got power failures that may
interfere with our landing system.

I want the landing crew to wheel the
portable mirrors out on deck ASAP.

Okay.

Set all nets and foam.

All non -essential personnel report
below decks ASAP.

What are they waiting for?

In Carl C., this is the captain.

Because of ongoing problems in the
ship's electrical system, we will be

dark in all non -essential areas to let
the engineers troubleshoot.

Crew movement will be restricted to duty
section.

Stand and operating procedure.

Sorry, we're all shut down until the
power comes back down.

Open the

safe.

Is this a trip?

Does this look like a drill?

Our warning panels look like a Christmas
tree. We can't find a problem, Skipper.

We're getting false reading.

Fire on five.

I don't know what the problem is, sir.

Communications are breaking up, too.

You got 60 seconds to find it and fix
it, Commander.

I got tomcats that are going to start
dropping out of the sky if they don't

soon. Aye, aye, sir.

Scramble the crash crew.

I'll alert the pilots.

All right, fly this to the XO.

Ready alert crash and rescue for
incoming aircraft.

Slam dance 112.

This is Viper magic.

We're experiencing power problems. Stand
by for landing clearance.

Over. Copy that, Viper. Go, go. Let's
take a walk around the block.

XO, you've got an emergency call from
the birthday.

XO.

What? You're breaking up. Say again.

When? Was anybody hurt?

All right, lock it down. We'll send a
security party down there.

An aircraft mechanic just ripped off the
dispersing office.

Empty the vault.

Rough estimate is he got over a million
dollars in cash.

Officer of the deck, send a security
guard force to the dispersing office.

Aye, aye, sir.

How do you know it was an aircraft
mechanic?

He was in squadron flight that year.

Probably as a disguise.

Sir, there's electrical problems for a
diversion.

He knew that you'd be forced to shut
down non -essential power.

Including the alarm system and
dispersal.

The Arboreal.

The tech rep.

If this joker ripped off my ship, how
the hell was he planning to get away

the money?

I'll ask him, sir.

Somebody turn off those damn alarms.

Well, it looked like I was right about
Yarborough.

So what are you taking me for dinner?

If it is Yarborough, we ain't working
alone.

This is not a drill.

Man overboard.

Starboard side.

Man overboard.

Starboard side.

What are you doing?

All on a hunch.

Not a drill.

Roger, Prime 5. This is Star 1. We're
away.

Mr. Yarborough?

Hello, this is Major McKenzie.

Hello?

Viper Magic, this is Slamdance 112.

My fuel state is approaching bingo.

Please advise, over.

Bradley, I got one man in the water. I
do not want four more.

I need landing lights and I need them
now. I don't care if you gotta get down

there with a flashlight.

We're trying, sir.

Don't try. Just do it.

Aye, sir.

Thank you, thank you, thank you.

Firefly, this is a skipper. You are
clear to bring him home.

1 -1 -1, 1 -1 -2, deck is green, clear
approach.

1 -1 -1 ball, top cap 1 .2.

Working late?

I wouldn't touch that if I were you.

Why not?

It's dangerous.

Really?

More dangerous than sabotaging steam
lines, Mr. Newman?

More dangerous than robbing an aircraft
carrier?

What are you talking about?

You were in the turbine room a few hours
before the mishap. You sabotaged the

steam lines and the water pipes.

Yarborough disabled the electrical
system and you robbed the ship.

It's like the fumes are getting to you,
Commander.

Well, you won't mind if I take a look
then, will you? I'm probably going to

to ask you to leave for your own safety.

A rescue helo just pulled Yarborough
from the water.

Yarborough was dressed as a crewmate.

What's he doing on the deck?

Maybe he was trying to hide the money.

Well, he didn't do a very good job of
it. There was money in the water.

What now?

There. It's a firing hazmat.

You might be able to confine me to this
room, but you're not giving me any more

shots. I mean it.

I'm sorry, would you excuse us?

Yeah.

So what's going on here, Lieutenant?

I'm trying to get out of here, sir. I'm
supposed to report to Coronado on

Friday.

Well, you need to let these doctors help
you before you go anywhere.

Help me?

They're not helping me. I'm fine.

Sharky, you have leukemia.

Says who?

Says the doctors?

Says Shelly?

Every time I get the sniffles, Shelly's
crying Gulf War Syndrome.

Sharky, you do have a disease, and if
you let it go untreated, it will kill

I'm not afraid of dying, sir.

I never would have become a SEAL if I
was.

So, what are you afraid of?

Nothing.

Not afraid of leaving Shelly without a
husband?

Rachel without a father?

Because that's exactly what's going to
happen if he refuses treatment.

Treatment doesn't work, sir.

I know. My old man died of cancer when I
was eight.

He had the operations and the
chemotherapy and the freaking radiation

for what?

He still died.

He was 80 pounds when he died. The only
thing the treatment did was take away

his dignity and his will to fight.

If I'm going to die, sir, it's going to
be in the line of duty.

Well, you're not going back to active
duty until you beat this thing.

Well, then, I guess I'm resigning my
commission, sir.

Because I'm not staying here.

Fine.

Fine.

For my few calls, I'll have you
discharged within the hour.

All you gotta do is ring the bell.

Just like all those whining, bawling
mama boys that dropped out of SEAL

training. Remember Sharky?

Donuts and hot coffee for all you pukes
that want to quit.

Hey, what are you waiting on? You want
to give up?

Be my guest.

This is the battle of your life,
Lieutenant. If you don't have the guts

it all the way through, then you will
lose and you will die. So come on.

Come on.

Ring the bell.

Damn it, ring the bell.

Hoo -yah, sir.

Hoo -yah, Lieutenant.

Hoo -yah.

You sure you're okay?

Well, I'm all right.

Toxic waste didn't give me that x -ray
vision or superhuman strength I'd hoped

for, if that's what you mean, anyway.

I found Yarborough's body. Give us a man
-help report.

Well, Newman wanted us to think that
Yarborough went over with the money.

Yarborough went over the side all right
with Newman's help, but he didn't have

the money with him. But they found money
in the water. Just enough for us to

think that it was all lost, but it
isn't.

So where is it?

It's in there, sir.

They figured if Yarborough could disrupt
communications, get the vault alarm

shut down, Newman could get the money
off the ship because he was in charge of

the one thing that could be unloaded
without arousing suspicion.

Damn. How did you figure that?

Meatloaf, sir.

Meatloaf. Arms meatless meatloaf,
actually.

Commander, Major, make a hell of a team.

Thank you, sir. Thank you, sir.

Meatloaf, huh?

Yeah, I guess we do make a pretty good
team.

When you listen to me, we do.

You know, why don't you stay aboard for
a few days?

You can buy me dinner when we get back
to Washington.

Me? We were both wrong.

Or both right.

Whatever. What, are you trying to get
rid of me?

No, there's no sense in both of us
staying aboard. I'll tell the Admiral

you'll have everything wrapped up in a
few days, and who knows, maybe you can

convince the skipper to give you a
reward.

A reward?

Yeah, recovering a million dollars
should be worth at least a couple hours

Tomcat.

You know, you're not so bad after all.