Operation Petticoat Page #3

Let's start there.

You see, someone started prying and

found that the Marines...

supplying all the meat and silverware...

But he's a man who can get a job done.

There isn't a burglar, swindler,

pickpocket or fence on the island...

that doesn't love, know,

and respect him.

That's probably a glowing

recommendation, Mr. Holden...

I have no intention of taking

a thief on my crew...

He's an escaped prisoner,

a deserter.

True, but he is also one other thing.

- What?

He's also an informer...

... and if we don't take him

he will tell everybody everything.

Yeah.

And you're in too deep

for than now, sir.

We don't have a sales slip

for all this merchandise.

It seems I'm boxed in,

Mr. Holden.

You've made a wise decision, sir. I will

tell him, he will be so happy.

Ramon!

You have to give him credit, sir...

... that's what I call a Supply Officer.

- What?

I wonder where he got everything.

There's only one way to live with the

situation. It's like watching a stripper...

... do not ask how she does it,

just enjoy what's coming off.

19 December, 1941.

The repairs are progressing.

Morale is high, except

for their concern that...

...our supply officer might

be caught and shot.

I have mixed feelings ;...

Lt. Holden and Sgt. Gillardo

are undoubtedly...

the world's greatest thieves.

Scavengers.

To paraphrase Mr. Churchill ;...

... " never have so few

stolen so much from so many. "

And what they can not find

in warehouses...

... they improvise.

Mr. Sherman, I'm aware that there has been

wholesale scavenging...

No, up to now I overlooked it,

knowing the position.

Yes, sir.

- But this time you've gone too far.

Mr. Sherman...

I want my wall back.

I'm not sure we have it.

- You must have it. You've got everything else.

I do not mind a bit of

initiative but you...

Sir, I have to get back to my boat.

Wait a minute, I'll go with you!

Any damage?

- No direct hit, sir.

Concussion may have sprung some plates

in the tanks, Mr. Watson's checking.

Or camouflage caught fire,

we cut it down.

Were we spotted?

- Yes, sir.

A couple gave us a close-up

look we could spit at...

without the .50 that's

all we could do.

Well, I guess that does it.

Now they'll know where to find us.

- I'm sorry, Matt.

Sir, request permission

to get underway.

Get underway?

- Yes

In that?

I can get as far as Cebu and

complete repairs.

Cebu??

- That's only 400 miles.

You'd be in trouble if it was 400 feet.

You're in no condition to go out.

We've made amazing progress.

- You can not even submerge...

If you try running on top in

the daylight you're a dead duck.

Molumphry!

- Yes, sir?

Can this boat go down?

- Like a rock, sir.

Mr. Watson, how are the plates?

- Tight as a drum, sir.

And the engines, Tostin?

- Factory fresh, sir.

What do you say, sir?

Take your scavengers and

these liars and get out.

Yes, sir.

- But one stipulation.

You will engage no enemy shipping,

including lifeboats.

If you see someone swimming

in the water avoid him.

Yes, sir.

- Good luck.

Thank you, sir.

Matt.

Is this what's left of

my wall?

I wouldn't know, sir.

I would appreciate at least...

... getting my window back.

- Yes, sir.

Can we make it?

Well, we have No. 1

engine in shape.

No. 2 I'll tell you about

when it's put back together.

How about three and four?

I've been using them for

parts for one and two.

I am a religious man, Captain, I

believe God will get us through.

Of course, He'll have to give

us his undivided attention.

Mr. Watson!

Be ready to get underway when

Mr. Holden and his gang get back.

Aye, sir.

- Any idea where they went?

No, sir. When the air raid

started they took off.

All Mr. Holden said was:

" in confusion there is profit. "

Obviously the same

guys who...

Sir, we just got a call from the

Security Officer, and he's furious.

Why? What's wrong?

Apparently someone

stole his safe.

What happened, sir?

Douglas, I think we've been victims

of Sherman's march to the sea.

Make all preparations

for getting underway.

Aye aye, sir.

Station the watch.

Lookouts to posts for sea.

Ready to get underway?

- Ready, sir.

Get ready on No. 1 engine.

Maneuvering, Bridge.

Get ready on No. 1 engine.

Ready on No. 1 engine.

Maneuvering, Bridge.

Get ready on No. 1 engine.

Any time they're ready.

Maneuvering, Bridge.

Any time you're ready.

[How are you, friend?]

[" Be well ", friend.]

Mr. Holden! What

the devil is that?

A witch doctor, sir. Ramon found

him in the hills. We hired him.

You hired him?

To ward off evil spirits

and wish us a safe journey.

I figured we could use all

the help we could get, sir.

Hey hey hey hey.

Cut that out.

Mr. Holden! Will you tell

this fella...

I can't hear myself think!

Go away, please!

Get away from my boat!

Get away from my... !

Single up all lines.

Single one.

Single four.

Right full rudder.

All ahead one third,

starboard back one third.

All ahead one third,

starboard back one third.

What a character.

All stop. Shift your rudder.

All stop. Shift your rudder.

All ahead two thirds.

Ease your rudder.

All ahead two thirds.

Ease your rudder.

You'll never make it.

Tostin is still fighting with

the No. 2 engine, sir.

Sounds like he's losing.

How's the battery charge?

Just enough for

a trim dive.

Okay to try it?

Not now, wait for the dawn,

we have to take it down then.

We will have to try it sometime.

I'm not complaining, sir.

I had my choice.

Of what?

I could have gone

to West Point.

Careful, sir.

Well, now is the time.

Let's take her down.

Aye, sir.

Clear the bridge.

- Clear the bridge.

Number one.

- Aye.

Number Two.

- Aye.

Number Three.

- Number Four.

Make depth five-eight feet.

- Aye, sir. Five-eight feet.

Five-eight feet.

Check your bubble.

Close all vents.

All ahead one third.

All ahead one third.

Periscope depth.

Let's check for leaks.

Take her down to 100 feet.

All ahead two-thirds.

All ahead two-thirds.

6 degrees down bubble.

All departments check

for leaks. Report to control.

All departments check

for leaks. Report to control.

Close watertight doors.

Close bulkhead flappers.

Close watertight doors.

Close bulkhead flappers.

She creaks a bit.

She's sure moaning

and groaning, sir.

Cycle all vents.

I doubt if Sam Sneed would approve

of using irons that way.

We were lucky that Mr. Holden

had a set of golf clubs.

Aren't we?

Guess we didn't bleed all the air

out of the hydraulic system.

100 feet.

You can't win, my friend.

You can't win.

You can't win, so

why even try?

If you're lucky enough...

to live through today... ...

Tomorrow you will die.

All compartments report

tight, sir.

Thank you.

Open the watertight doors.

Good morning, sir.

- Good morning.

If you're ready for breakfast, sir,

I'll be in the wardroom.

What is that?

- Orange juice, sir.

Where are you taking it?

For Mr. Holden. He's

having breakfast in bed.

Wait a moment, Sgt.

I'll take it down.

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