Operation Petticoat Page #9

I want to apologize...

... my only excuse is that things

haven't been going well and I'm edgy.

Why not finish your hair

while I wait?

Then we can go up together

and celebrate.

Is that all right?

- Yes.

Let's forget everything that happened and

start the New Year off right.

You can - Ahhhh!

You'll be a wonderful father.

- Father?

When you get married.

- Sure.

Genetically you have

very dominant characteristics...

Really?

Dark hair, blue eyes.

- What is this?

Three of four children

will look after you.

I know it won't be easy.

- What won't be easy?

Until we get settled.

- But...

But I'll help.

- Help?

With the expenses.

I'll get a job.

Expenses?

- Yes.

Barbara, I'm engaged

to be married.

Now, Barbara, don't be hasty.

Let me explain.

It's a very simple thing to explain;...

I've known that girl for quite a while...

- Get away!

I thought to tell you now...

-Get away from me!

You're not listening.

I'm going!

- Do not go!

I'm going to the boat!

-I can explain everything!

I'm going back to the boat!

- Please listen, apart from....

Barbara, wait! There are

women-eating sharks!

Barbara!

Barbara, wait a minute!

I don't think it's serious, sir, but,

shouldn't one of the nurses look at it?

Just bandage it, Dooley.

- Yes, sir.

Happy new year!

Barbara!

Barbara! Will you... ?

Barbara, will you get back in the

raft? Will you get in the raft?

Stop following me!

Barbara!

I wish you'd

try to understand.

What if I did say I loved you?

What if we got married?

I'm poor. You're poor.

All we'd get is poor children.

I don't think I should go to the party.

- Oh yes, you should. I demand you do.

You don't have to go

just for me.

I can't think of anyone else I'd do it for;

it's become sort of a need.

That's very kind of you.

- Yes, isn't it?

I mean is that you're such a gentleman.

- Yes, that comes as a surprise to me, too.

Barbara!

Barbara, will you...

Will you listen to me?

Barbara!

Barbara, it's tiring

rowing this way, will you wait?

Barbara!

You are a beautiful and intelligent girl,

you should marry a wealthy man.

I'm no good for you, you don't want to

marry me. I'm doing you a favor.

Don't do me any more favors, mister.

- Barbara, dear, would you...

Oh shut up!

- Barbara!

Barbara!

Air raid! Man your stations!

Air Raid!

-Clear the deck!

Clear the deck!

Get those women down!

Let's get underway!

Ready in all respects

to get underway, sir.

Okay, I'll take charge.

Strike four.

- Strike four.

Strike three.

Drop two.

Wait, what's going on here?

Mr. Holden promised the dealers, sir.

- Promised them what?

You see, sir. If they helped us,

we'd take the women and children.

Most of the women are pregnant.

- Yes, sir. Any minute now, sir.

Isn't it lucky that we have

the nurses aboard?

I'm running a submarine,

not a maternity ward!

What's that thing doing

here, that goat?

It's for the children, sir.

Fresh milk.

I don't care,

get them off the boat!

Aircraft, port quarter!

Closing!

One moment.

- Lieutenant promised...

Go on, get them off!

Here they come. Get down!

Ramon, take these women

forward.

Get these kids down.

Come here.

Give me the goat.

Come on, goat.

Give me a hand.

Somebody get the kid.

Starboard back two thirds.

- Starboard back two thirds.

I know it, I'm dead.

Cherry.

Clear the bridge!

- Clear the bridge!

Number One.

- Number Two.

Number Three.

- Number Four.

Number Five.

Isn't there some way to sneak back to

Cebu and pick up that gray paint?

No, there is not.

But a pink submarine. What if

somebody sees us? It's embarrassing.

Mr. Stovall, does she

have to be up here?

Ramon said she would give more

milk if she had fresh air, sir.

It's a boy!

Congratulations, sir!

3 January, 1942.

21:
30.

Born to Mrs. Manuel Garcia -

a boy.

22:
55.

Mrs. Ceferino Vincenzo

has gone into labor.

The whole crew are acting like

expectant fathers;...

Seaman Fox is even having

sympathetic labor pains.

Cheer up, Fox, it will all be over soon.

- Yes, sir.

Diapers.

For the baby, sir.

- Really?

Got you.

Yes, you got me, Harmon,

now what?

Excuse me, sir, playing

blind man's buff with the kids.

Carry on.

- Yes, sir.

Hi.

- Hi.

How are you?

- Okay.

What do you know?

- Okay.

Okay.

Can I go through there?

- There's a woman in labor.

Yes, I know, but I have

to go to the engine room.

If you do not mind.

- I don't mind. Come on.

Everything all right?

- Okay, okay, everything okay.

Tostin!

Tostin!

Me and the Major were just taking

some measurements, sir.

Would you care to explain that?

Fuel oil transfer pump.

Engine room.

Is the Captain there?

What is it, Stovall?

- Kraus has the radio repeating, sir.

I'll be right up.

It looks like you were right, Edna.

We'll need some

high pressure piping.

We can get it in the

forward torpedo room.

Yes, that's right. I'll get it, Sam.

You're quite a girl, Edna.

We picked up "Tokyo Rose", sir.

I have a message for

the crew of the pink submarine

cruising somewhere

in the Celebes Sea.

Fellows, start the

New Year off right.

Surrender.

We don't know what you're

up to, but it won't work.

All you've done painting your sub pink

is make it easier to find you.

... so, why die, boys?

And now an

appropriate number.

What do you think, sir?

Well, we've got nothing

to worry about.

... their side knows and

our side knows.

There's probably some of our ships

out looking for us now.

We've checked with British,

Australian, and Dutch naval units, sir.

They have no pink submarines.

- And it's certainly not one of ours.

Intelligence feels the

"Tokyo Rose" broadcast

is a decoy so they can slip

one of their own subs through.

Well, this is one trick

they won't get away with.

Notify all Allied naval units:

Any unidentified submarine, pink or

otherwise, is to be sunk on sight.

Sir.

- What?

A destroyer on the

starboard bow.

It's one of ours.

How do you want to contact them, sir?

Our radio still isn't transmitting.

Signal them. Get Harmon to

the conning tower. Stand by to surface.

Submarine surfacing

port bow!

It's that pink sub!

Surface action port!

- Surface action port!

Fire when ready!

- Fire when ready!

Jesus Christ! Take her down!

Clear the bridge!

Take her down, fast!

Establish sonar contact.

All engines ahead full. Stand by

to fire depth charges.

- Stand by to fire depth charges.

They're coming in

for the kill, sir.

Rig for depth charges.

Silent running.

Excuse me.

Flooding on number two periscope.

Flooding number two

periscope, sir.

Clear the conning tower.

Clear the conning tower.

- Clear the conning tower.

Clearing below.

Get on the sound gear and report developments.

- Yes, sir.

They don't have to hit us, sir.

They're going to shake us apart.

All stop.

All stop.

It's twins!

One of each!

Captain, Sonar says they're picking up

something like babies crying.

That's what they say, sir.

Stay on that sound.

- Stay on that sound.

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