The Frogmen Page #6

Synopsis: World War II drama in which Richard Widmark, as Lt. Cmdr. John Lawrence, replaces the popular commanding officer of a group of underwater demolition divers. a crew of fiercely independent studs who hang their proverbial hats in Davy Jones' locker. The martinet Lawrence tightens the discipline of the unit, making him mucho unpopular with the macho frogmen. Finally, Lawrence proves himself as more than just a stuffed white shirt, showing he has the cojones to keep up with their peculiar brand of the jones, becoming one of the team by fearlessly defusing a live torpedo at the risk of his own life.
Genre: Adventure, Drama, War
Director(s): Lloyd Bacon
Production: Fox
 
IMDB:
6.7
APPROVED
Year:
1951
96 min
84 Views


Grab that lamp. Bring it over here.

I'm gonna try to raise this|high enough...

so you can insert those depressors|between the firing pin...

and the detonator.

Getting a little warm in here.

Of course, it could be|'cause I'm scared to death.

Stand by.

Okay, I'm scared too.

Nobody in his right mind|could be anything else.

There's something holding it.|They usually slip out easily.

- Got any ideas?|- No, sir.

Nothing to do|but keep on trying to pry it, I guess.

Yeah, I made some progress|that time. We're still here.

Good sign.|Maybe we're on the right track.

How much higher|does it have to come, sir?

I don't remember. Another inch or two|should do it, I think.

You'd better call the bridge.|Ask the captain to slow down the ship a little.

Aye, aye, sir.

Yes, John?

Commander Lawrence would like you|to cut the speed down a little, sir.

- Wilco. How's it coming?|- We're still working on it, sir.

- Let me know the minute you've disarmed it.|- Aye, aye, sir.

All ahead one-third.|Make turns for five knots.

All engines ahead full.|Turns for five knots. Aye, aye, sir.

This is the captain.

I'm sorry to say there's no progress|to report as yet about the torpedo.

I'll keep you posted.

Well, this next move should decide it.

Sh-Should I get|another bilge pump, sir?

There's no time. Stand by.

Now you see the pin?|She's triggered, all right.

Now take it easy and ram it in there.

Okay, Creighton, the fangs are out.

Vincent.

We're okay, Pete.|She's completely disarmed.

- That's great. Good work, John.|- Aye, aye.

This is the captain.

Mr. Lawrence and Chief Flannigan have|succeeded in disarming the torpedo.

Baby, I love ya.

Wonderful!

Damage Control Center,|this is the captain.

Get the repair crew busy right away|building a cofferdam around that hole.

You got an extra cigarette?

Thanks.

Oh, brother,|it sure feels good to be alive.

It sure does, sir.

Were you ordered|to stand by up there, Flannigan?

No, sir. Mr. Doyle asked|for a volunteer to stand by.

I appreciate that. Thanks.

Pappy's my buddy, sir.

Yeah. Sure.

Well, I guess that's that.|There's nothing more we can do here.

The repair party will be right down,|Creighton.

- I'll stay with Pappy until they show up, sir.|- All right.

You did a good job, Flannigan.

Thank you, sir.

I know Pappy would have done|the same thing for me.

Of course.

Oh, I'm beginning to smell|the soft Hawaiian breezes.

I can almost taste some fresh pineapple,|dunked in rum.

My mind's on a grass skirt|with a pretty wahine in it.

- Your mind? What mind?|- Eh.

You suppose we'll get the same liberty|we had the last time, Jake?

Who knows?

Seven days' liberty|with my pretty Leilani.

Just terrific.

Hey, we're circling.

Yeah, we're slowing down.

Look, a submarine.

- Hey, she's one of ours.|- That's a relief.

What do you make of it, Jake?

- I got a feeling that Honolulu is far, far away.|- Oh, no!

This is the captain. Ask Mr. Lawrence|to get on the bullhorn.

Break out the bullhorn.

This is Lawrence, sir.

I've got sealed orders|for you and 10 of your men.

Bring nothing with you but your toothbrushes.|We've got everything you'll need.

- Let us know when you're ready to come aboard.|- Roger.

Oh, no, no, no!

Well, how do you care for them apples?

And all that time hardhead let us think|we were heading for Pearl.

- Put Boat 2 in the water, Bill.|- Aye, aye, sir.

Well, I'll be looking for you same spot,|same hour three days from now.

- Good luck, John.|- I'll try my darnedest to keep that appointment.

So long, Pete.

- Welcome aboard, Lawrence.|- Thank you.

- I'm Harry Miles, the exec.|- How are you?

This is Lane, chief of the boat.|He'll take care of your men.

Good. Chief Flannigan.

Get all these men below|as quickly as possible.

- The captain wants to submerge as soon as we can.|- Aye, aye, sir.

- The captain's on the bridge. You can follow me.|- Fine.

- Captain Redford, this is Commander Lawrence.|- Glad to see you, Lawrence.

- Thank you, sir.|- All ahead standard. Steady on course 180.

All ahead standard.|Steady on course 180.

Harry, whenever you're ready, take her down|to 200 feet where it's nice and quiet.

- Right, sir.|- Whatever they want you to do, it must be awfully important.

I got strict orders not to run|on the surface during daylight.

Let's go below.|I'm hankering to open those sealed orders.

Right, sir.

I worked up a pretty good case|of hives...

wondering about your mission.

Well, I've been doing|a little wondering myself, sir.

I bet you have. Here we are.

Good.

Don't you have any idea|where we're going?

Oh, I know where we're going,|all right...

right smack intoJap country.

But I've been itching to know why.

Well, the mystery is solved.

We're ordered to blow up the only known Jap|submarine pen south of the home islands.

Well, what do you know?

- Submarine pen, huh?|- Yes, sir.

We'd better break out these things.|Probably our charts.

- Right.|- We've got a job of studying ahead of us.

This is Commander Lawrence speaking.

All members of the U.D.T.|stand by for briefing at once.

All members of the U.D.T.|stand by for briefing at once.

Mr. Flannigan and five men|will create a diversionary feint.

I and my group will make the hydrographic|reconnaissance. Et cetera, et cetera.

And we leave the submarine|two hours before daylight, 0300.

Meet me here, fully dressed and equipped,|ready to go at 0230 for a final briefing.

Any questions?

Okay.

We've, uh, only one more mission|to do together, this one.

After that, we'll part company.

I'm sorry we didn't hit it off better...

but I want you to know that I think|you're a great U.D.T. team.

And I'm proud|to have served with you.

That's all.

There it is.

That's it.

Down scope.

When you're ready,|I'll surface to let you off.

Then I'll submerge right here,|lie on the bottom.

When you return,|give me a "dit-dot-dit"...

three times in the hull, hard,|and I'll surface to take you aboard.

- Dit-dot-dit three times on the hull, hard.|- That's right.

We're ready now, sir.|I'll get the men.

Good.

And remember, no talking on deck.

Domo arigato.

We'll tow you in, sir.

No. No, it'll take too long.

They'll be after the sub,|then we'll all get knocked off.

Now listen, listen.|Remember what I told you.

Knock three times|on the hull of the sub hard.

Three times hard... dit-dot-dit.|That's the signal.

Yes, sir.

- Repeat.|- Dit-dot-dit, three times hard.

Right. Now shove off.

Let's tow him in.

No, you've got your orders.

Shove off.

Let's tow him in.

All right, I'll take over.

Are you all right, sir?

Yeah, yeah, I'm fine.

It's just the darn bandages.

- Hi, Chief.|- Hi, Pappy. How you doing?

Oh, not too bad.

Here. Put yourJohn Hancock on this.

Down here.

Is Skipper asleep?

No.

- Hi, Flannigan.|- Good afternoon, sir.

Canarsie finally finished|this picture for Mrs. Cassidy.

We'd like it to come from the whole team.|Would you sign it, sir?

You, uh... you want me to sign?

Yes, sir.

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