Action in the North Atlantic Page #2

Synopsis: Lieutenant Joe Rossi is 1st Officer on a Liberty Ship in a great convoy bound from Halifax to Murmansk. After German subs crushed the convoy his ship loses the convoy and is heading alone to Murmansk. In spite of attacks by German planes and subs he get the ship safely to Murmansk...
Genre: Action, Drama, War
Production: Warner Home Video
 
IMDB:
7.0
APPROVED
Year:
1943
126 min
203 Views


and you'll be yapping about me

being the greatest cook that ever sailed.

And you'll be right, too.

Well, I think you're a pretty good...

My corns.

- Oh, you and your feet.

- Oh, I got very sensitive feet.

I found out in the last war.

My corns always hurt

when there's a sub around.

You know, my feet, they hurt all the time.

- But they don't tell me nothing.

- No kidding. My corns are burning me up.

Why don't you shut up about them corns?

- He gets messages in his toes.

- Why don't you bottle them corns?

Say, can't that machine play nothing else?

Stop beating your gums, brother. I like it.

I had a girl who used to sing that.

She had a baby face and a brain to match.

I taught it to her.

Oh, brother. If that was a dame,

you couldn't shut her up that easy.

- They got us!

- Those dirty...

Go aft! Get everybody on deck.

Pop, we've gotta get up on deck.

- Where are you going, Pop?

- My teeth. I gotta get my teeth.

You won't need teeth to chew saltwater.

Get above.

Sound general alarm. All hands on deck.

Aye, aye, sir.

Check the damage aft.

- Stand by that raft.

- Can't raise the engine room.

Parker, follow me to aft

and report back to me.

Aye, aye, sir.

Break out all hands, Steve!

How is it below?

The engine room's flooded.

We're making water fast!

You stay here

and see that everybody gets out.

Aye, aye, sir.

Hit her square

in the engine room, Captain.

She's flooding fast.

We're going to abandon ship!

Stand by to lower away!

Peaches!

Peaches.

Peaches, baby, where are you?

Where are you,

you darn fool cat? Peaches?

Peaches, baby. Come here, Peaches.

Come on, sweetheart.

Daddy's gonna take care of you.

- Let me have him, kid.

- Thanks, mister.

Hey, Mack. Give me that fall.

Hey, you can't take that with you.

Think you're going to Atlantic City?

- Hey, where are your pants, Johnnie?

- I forgot them.

Number one raft!

- Lend a hand over here.

- ...sail!

Some of the engine room gang

are trapped aft, sir.

- Tell Sparks to sign off and get in the boat.

- Aye, aye, sir.

Get in the boat. Get away!

What about those men trapped aft?

I couldn't get to them.

There's nothing we could do.

Don't tell me what I can do, mister.

Steve, there's nothing in the book

that says you gotta burn with your ship.

- Waiting for you, sir.

- Yeah, I'm ready.

Sparks. We're shoving off. Come on. Hurry.

I'm signing off now.

Tex!

You all right?

Look out!

Come on, get out of here!

- Ready, Skipper?

- You first, Mr. Rossi.

- Let go the falls!

- Let go the falls!

Send off!

- Out oars!

- Out oars, men!

Come on, Tex, let's get in that boat!

Tex, we're cut off. Let's go forward.

Come on!

We're cut off. We gotta go back.

Step on that stroke.

Let's get out of this oil.

There's two men.

- Circle about and pick them up.

- Give way, port. Backwater, starboard.

Wait, you gotta take that off.

You can't swim with that in the water.

If you make it, remember me, John.

- They're swimming through the fire.

- Pull on those oars!

- They'll never make it.

- They haven't got a chance.

Tex!

Tex!

There he is! Pick him up.

Pulaski! Come on.

Get in here.

That's it.

Who was it?

Tex.

There's the stinking pigboat!

Yeah, they smell so bad,

they've gotta come up for air!

Lay on those oars!

Give way portside, backwater starboard.

Where is your captain?

Where do you think he is?

He's with his ship.

- Why, they're taking pictures of us!

- We're in the movies, boys.

Why, they're taking pictures

to show Hitler.

It should have sound.

I could tell him something.

Take your pictures, you murdering pirates!

Let's give them this. Thumbs up!

They're bearing down! Give way together.

He's gonna ram us!

- Look out for the diving vanes!

- Jump clear!

Clear of those propellers!

Peaches! Peaches!

I lost Peaches!

Make for the raft!

They're moving off.

Go on. Laugh, you apes!

You've had your blood and fire

to make you laugh.

But I swear to God, our time is coming!

We'll pay you back.

We'll hunt you down

and slice you like a piece of cheese!

Hey, they can't hear you.

No, but God can.

Tanker wreckage sighted

at position 2 cast 7.

What ship is that?

Northern Star, sir.

Look!

Look at that.

08U, calling Commander,

Destroyer Division 18.

Survivors on raft.

Thank God.

- Which one of you men is Captain Jarvis?

- Me.

- Your cigarette, sir.

- Glad to know you, Captain.

I'm Jordon, Nationwide Newsreel Service.

We'd like to get some pictures

of you and your men.

Now, Captain, will you tell us

in your own words

exactly what happened

when the torpedo hit the tanker?

She caught fire.

Into the microphone, please, Captain.

Not to me.

- She caught fire.

- And then what happened?

We took to the boats.

- Did you see the submarine at any time?

- Couldn't help seeing it. They rammed us.

And then what?

- We spent 11 days on a raft.

- I see.

But here's our chief officer, Mr. Rossi.

Better hear from him.

Thank you, Captain. Mr. Rossi,

are you going to ship out again, sir?

Yeah. Why not?

If you live on the land and your home

burns down, you get another home.

On the sea, it's the same way.

You see, a ship is our home.

If a ship burns, you get another ship.

- That's the way it is, ain't it, men?

- Right.

Thank you, Mr. Rossi.

Anybody else like to say anything?

Go on, tell them. Don't be afraid.

What you gonna say, Boats?

- Your name, please?

- O'Hara.

Alfred O'Hara.

Well, come on, fellows, hurry up, hurry up.

Well, I've got a message

for Hitler, personally.

My dear Adolph...

- Hi, Cap. Thought you was at sea.

- I was.

- Must have made a quick trip.

- I did.

Oh, Stephen!

Oh, darling.

I just got your telegram an hour ago.

- Up until then I couldn't find out a thing.

- Sarah.

Why didn't you tell me when you

were coming? I'd have met the train.

I didn't know what time I could get away.

All these days without any news of you.

We were picked up by the Navy.

They don't give out

much information these days.

No, they can't, of course.

She was a good ship, Sarah.

- What about the men?

- Some of them were lost.

- You all right?

- Oh, I'm fine. Fine.

- You bought a new suit.

- Doesn't fit very well.

You have a terrible sunburn.

- Oh, it'll wear off.

- Oh, darling, I like it.

Oh, I've got so much to tell you about.

Remember the Hopkins' boy, George?

Well, he joined the Merchant Marine.

I really think he did it because of you.

I'm awful hungry, Sarah.

Oh, this is wonderful!

I could soak in here for a month.

Of course, you know it's really dangerous

to take a bath so soon after dinner.

Too bad. I should have brought

my life belt with me.

This feels so good.

I thought

I'd never get in one of these again.

Sleep well, darling.

Oh, I know,

this is so silly.

I'm only crying because I'm happy.

I just didn't want you to see.

I knew it all the time.

After all these years,

wouldn't you think I'd be used to it?

Sarah, I've been through a lot of storms.

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John Howard Lawson

John Howard Lawson (September 25, 1894 – August 11, 1977) was an American writer. He was for several years head of the Hollywood division of the Communist Party USA. He was also the organization's cultural manager and answered directly to V.J. Jerome, the Party's New York-based cultural chief. He was the first president of the Writers Guild of America, West after the Screen Writers Guild divided into two regional organizations. Lawson was one of the Hollywood Ten, the first group of American film industry professionals to be blacklisted during the 1950s McCarthy era. more…

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