Hell and High Water Page #2

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- What class? | - I-203.

Sewer pipe. Had one on my tail once | for six hours. Taylor look her over?

- Yes. | - Start getting her refitted?

- Yes. | - Armed?

Mr. Jones, the object | of this mission...

is scientific investigation, | not combat.

Professor...

am I in command?

- That's right. | - Then we arm the sub.

That is, if you want me | to get you back in one piece.

Did you also | salvage a crew?

We have picked volunteers- | experienced men.

There will be | two scientists on board.

Professor Montel | and his assistant, Professor Gerard.

We aren't positive | which island it is...

but a certain freighter, | the Kiang Ching...

has been up to this area | several times before...

with cargos of concrete | and heavy metals.

She's loading again | at Tientsin.

The last time I tailed a freighter, | my price was 650 a month...

and I had to buy | my own uniforms.

All right. I want my own key men- | men who've served with me before.

You name them, | and we'll get them.

Like you got me, huh? | For cash.

If it's necessary.

As I said before, | Mr. Jones...

each man has | his own reason for living...

and his own price | for dying.

I hope, for all of us...

that it will be | a bon voyage.

Giovane.! | Help him with the line.

Giovane.! You! You, Carpino, | give him a hand with the torpedo.

How many hands | you think I got, Neuman?

Mr. Neuman to you.

- Now, make sure you give me the reading on that battery. | - Right, Skipper.

Come on. Come on.!

Bring it on, boys. | Bring it around! Come on!

Hey! Come on now. | Easy now. Come on.

Come on. Come on. | All right, hold.

All right, boys. | Make it fast to the cleats.

Hey.

- Don't you ever take a bath? | - Ah, shut up.

"Ah, shut up. " | Is that the extent of your vocabulary?

What'd you ever give up | the wrestling racket for anyway?

I just found out | it was phony.

That's the trouble with these- I say, that's the | trouble with these phony wrestlers, Dugboat.

- They never take a bath. | - We do too.

Hey, Joto. Hey, Joto. | The after valve won't turn.

- What? | - The after valve won't turn.

No, no. The other way.

Everything backwards. No wonder | you blokes lost the war, subs like this.

- Skipper. | - Yeah.

- That guy Welles- any good? | - Best engineer out of Australia.

- Wish we had Wilbur. | - Yeah.

With Charlie Wilbur handling the engines | on the Bowfin...

there was nothing | to worry about.

Hear he's | a three-striper now.

Yeah, so I hear.

Skipper, that number two scopes | don't work.

- What's the matter with it? | - Can't get the rust out of it.

- How 'bout number one? | - Didn't check it.

Lift her up, Holter.

The professor topside | wants to see the captain.

Send him down.

He's part of the brass | behind this setup.

Now, if he looks familiar, | don't say anything. I'll explain later.

- Hello, Professor. Welcome aboard, sir. | - Captain.

Well, we're trying to put | this sewer pipe together...

with a little spit | and a lot of sweat.

- I guess we'll make it all right. | - Captain Jones.

What's the matter? | Is there something wrong?

I'm sorry to say we cannot permit | one of your crew to make this expedition.

What do you mean? | They were all handpicked.

- We cannot trust this one. | - Who?

The torpedo man, | Revnik.

Oh, one of the men | you picked.

I could have told you that | all the time. A knothead.

Did you screen | all my men too?

Very closely, | including you.

- Okay. I'll get rid of Revnik right away. | - Good.

Holter, I want-

She the replacement, Doc?

Gentlemen, this is Professor Gerard, | my assistant and my right arm.

- Hiya. | - Denise, this is Captain Jones.

- Captain Jones. | - Glad to know you, Professor.

Well, if I'd known about this, | I'd have cut my price.

Boys, these two professors | are going with us as cargo.

- What? | - You heard me.

Have you blown a gasket? | Nobody takes a female along in a pigboat.

Look, junior, you gonna give me that | 2,000-year-old navy bilge that they're bad luck?

Take a look at her. | What's so bad about that?

Nothin'. | Absolutely nothin'!

Ah, they're allJonahs. | It's traditional.

Look, Skipper, I made up my mind. | Count me out.

Okay.

Anybody else?

I'll give you jokers five minutes | to sleep on it, and remember...

if I have to, | I can replace every one of you.

Captain, I do not | like it either.

Oh, excuse me.

Perhaps you are right.

In your estimation, | I am a- a female.

But first I am a scientist... | and a good one.

And I am not the only scientist | who is not of your sex.

There are many.

Like Dr. Lise Meitner...

who played an important part | in the development of the atom bomb.

Like Madame Curie, | who discovered radium.

I have grown up | in laboratories.

All my life, | I've worked with men.

Never have I | interfered...

and never have they | resented me.

Professor Montel and I have- | have much to accomplish.

Much.

And I shall | appreciate it...

if you would not let | my- my presence...

be the cause of- | of a minor mutiny.

I like you.

I like you all.

And I shall try my best | to make you like me...

as a scientist.

Man, that was quite a mouthful | for a female!

That's no female. That's a scientist!

All right. Come on. | We got a lot of work to do. Let's go.

Hi, Mr. Fujimori, | Professor.

- Where's your assistant? | - Are you prepared to sail?

I'll let you know tomorrow | after we make the running dive tests.

There's no tomorrow | left for us.

The freighter Kiang Ching | sailed from Tientsin a half hour ago.

- You must leave right away. | - What are you talking about?

We only been working for two weeks. | We've got a lot of work left to do on this tub.

- You must leave by dark to overtake her. | - What about the running tests?

As an amateur, might I suggest | that we try the running test...

while we are running?

Doc, there are about a hundred ways | of losing a submarine.

You've just come up | with one of the best.

We haven't even checked | the torpedo tubes yet.

You know what that means if we have to | call on fish? It means we're dead.

You've got to | leave tonight.

Okay, buster, you're buying this trip. | You want me to chance it?

It's not what we want, Captain Jones. | It's what must be done.

All right. Just as long as the professor here | knows what he's letting himself in for.

We've arranged airplane contact to give you | position on the Kiang Ching.

- How'll they contact us, blinker or radio? | - Neither is without risk.

We've decided | cork drop is safest.

This contains your code...

and this contains | your schedule for contacts.

Oh, just one more thing.

I want a clear-cut directive detailing | my specific authority.

You'll find it all | in here, Captain.

At sea, you are | in complete command.

On land, Professor Montel | is in command.

May I wish you | the best of luck?

Thanks.

Well, now's as good a time | as any, Mr. Neuman.

- Take her down to periscope depth. | - Yes, sir.

Clear the bridge!

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