The Caine Mutiny Page #8

I don't recall.

Didn't you steam ahead of the | attack boats, drop a dye marker -

- And retire, leaving the boats | to make the beach on their own?

- The question is abusive. | - Cowardice is a serious charge.

Sir, may I make one thing clear?

It is not the defence's contention | that Commander Queeg is a coward.

We assume that no commander of a US | naval ship can possibly be a coward.

If he commits questionable acts, | the explanation must be elsewhere.

- You may resume your examination. | - Were all your officers disloyal?

I didn't say that. | Only some were disloyal.

- Mr Keith and Mr Maryk? | - Yes.

You wrote this report on Mr Maryk | one month before he relieved you.

- Do you recognise it? | - Yes, I do.

Please read | your comments on Mr Maryk.

The court can't hear you.

"This officer | has improved in performance."

"He's consistently loyal, | courageous and efficient."

"He's recommended | for transfer to the regular navy."

Did you turn your ship upside down | searching for a phantom key?

I don't know what lies have been | sworn to here, but a key did exist.

The witness is understandably | agitated. I request a recess.

I don't want a recess.

- Did you conduct such a search? | - Yes.

My disloyal officers failed me, | and the key couldn't be found.

Wasn't this whole fuss | over a quart of strawberries?

The pilfering of food is a very | serious occurrence on board a ship.

You were told that the mess boys | ate the berries. There was no key.

The key was not imaginary. I don't | know anything about the mess boys.

Have you no recollection of | a conversation with Ensign Harding?

Didn't he tell you that | the mess boys ate the strawberries?

I remember he was grateful | for his transfer. His wife was ill.

Do you know | where Ensign Harding is now?

He's in San Diego. He can be flown | up here in three hours if necessary.

- Shall we have him testify? | - No, I...

I don't see any need of that.

Now that I recall, he might have | said something about mess boys.

I questioned many men, and Harding | was not the most reliable officer.

The defence has no other recourse | than to produce Ensign Harding.

There's no need for that. | He'll only tell you lies.

All the officers were disloyal. | They were always fighting me.

If the crew wanted their | shirt-tails out, they'd let them.

Take the tow line... | defective equipment.

But they began spreading wild | rumours about steaming in circles. -

- And then "Old Yellowstain". I was | to blame for Maryk's incompetence.

Maryk was the perfect officer, | but not Queeg.

But the strawberries, | that's where I had them.

I proved with geometric logic that a | duplicate key to the icebox existed.

I could have produced that key. They | were protecting some officer...

Naturally, I can only cover | these things from memory.

If I've left anything out, | just ask me specific questions -

- And I'll be glad to answer them | one by one.

- No further questions, sir. | - The court is closed.

For he's a jolly good fellow | for he's a jolly good fellow

for he's a jolly good fellow | that nobody can deny.

No, baby, there are no girls here. | Just the officers of the Caine.

What, darling? | Steve, make them pipe down.

- Knock it off, fellas. | - Hi, Tom.

Hi, fellas.

- Steve. | - Hello, Tom.

- I didn't think you dared show up. | - I didn't dare not to.

Steve.

Thank you for not telling the fellas | about what happened.

- I'm delighted about the outcome. | - It's over and done with.

You can fly in tonight. We'll | have plenty of time to get married.

We'll tell my mother afterwards. | Please, May.

I love you, darling. | Goodbye, sweetheart.

Steve, Tom, that was May. | We're...

Well, well, well. The officers | of the Caine in happy celebration.

- You're kind of tight. | - I've got a guilty conscience.

I thought the wrong man was on | trial, so I torpedoed Queeg for you.

I had to torpedo him. | And I feel sick about it.

Take it easy.

When I was studying law, and | Mr Keefer was writing his stories. -

- And Willie was tearing up | the playing fields of Princeton. -

- Who was standing guard | over this country of ours?

Not us. We knew you couldn't | make any money in the service.

Who did the dirty work for us? | Queeg did, and a lot of other guys.

Tough guys | who didn't crack up like Queeg.

Queeg endangered | the lives of the men.

He didn't endanger any lives. | You did. A fine bunch of officers.

- You said yourself he cracked. | - That's a very pretty point.

I left out one detail in court. | It wouldn't have helped our case.

At one point, Queeg came to you | for help, and you turned him down.

Yes, we did.

He wasn't worthy of your loyalty.

So you turned on him. | You made up songs about him.

If you'd been loyal to Queeg, do you | think all this would have come up?

I'm asking you, Steve. Would it | have been necessary to take over?

It probably | wouldn't have been necessary.

- If that's true, we were guilty. | - You're learning.

You don't work with the captain | because of his hairstyle. -

- But because he's got the job, | or you're no good.

The case is over. | You're all safe.

It was like | shooting fish in a barrel.

Now we come to the man | who should have stood trial.

The Shakespeare whose testimony | nearly sunk us all.

- Tell them, Keefer. | - You're telling it better.

You should read his testimony. | He never even heard of Queeg.

- Let's forget it. | - Queeg was sick.

But you're real healthy. You didn't | have one tenth the guts he had.

- Except I never fooled myself. | - I want to drink a toast to you.

You always hated the Navy. | Then you thought up this idea.

You managed to keep your skirts nice | and clean even in the court martial.

Maryk will be remembered | as a mutineer...

You'll publish your novel, make a | million bucks, marry a movie star. -

- And live with your conscience. | If you have any.

Here's to the real author of | "The Caine Mutiny". Here's to you.

I'll be outside. I'm drunker than | you are, so it'll be a fair fight.

- Goodbye, darling. | - Goodbye, Willie.

Attention on deck.

- Keith. | - Yes, sir.

- Take her out. | - Aye, aye, sir.

Single up all lines!

Stand by to cast off!

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