They Were Expendable Page #5
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We might rig up a side-wheeler or two.
And some motored sailors.
I'll arrange for supplies at once.
Let's give her a whirl.
I've got work to do.
See you later.
Oh, Snuffy.
How about getting torpedoes from you?
For those cracker boxes of yours?
No telling when we'll see
a mother ship again.
How long you been on patrol?
Since the war started.
What did you get?
Two small freighters.
We had hard luck.
While you've been cruising, those
cracker boxes have sunk 2 cruisers...
...an auxiliary aircraft carrier...
...a 10,000-ton tanker,
a large freighter...
...a flock of barges
and numerous sons of Nippon.
And also in our brief career...
...we've carried more messages
than Western Union.
I'd like to help you out,
but I got orders-
in "Tess of the d'Urbevilles"...
...in 1932 at the Academy?
And does your crew know about it?
How many do you want?
You've got 16.
We'll take 8.
And we'll try and put them
where they belong.
Thanks.
Do you mind?
I finally have good news for you.
Tomorrow, bombers will take off
from Australia...
...and blast every Jap ship here.
We've been hoping for that.
But there's a catch in it.
Probably has destroyers with her.
Information says she's
of the Mogami class.
Does that mean anything to you?
That's about as big
as they come. Yes, sir.
before they get away from the dock.
Unless you boys can stop her.
Can do?
- Can try, sir.
- That's fair enough.
Better get going.
Take my driver and good luck.
I'll drive.
Mogami-class cruiser mean
anything to you, Mr. Ryan?
- What's up, Skipper?
- Any news, Brick?
How soon can you get them ready?
Not for three days,
with the 35 boat.
- You can go quicker than that.
- Them bearings take time!
Rusty's boat's ready, but her
hull ought to soak 24 hours.
The 41 boat will
have to go alone, then.
Get her ready.
All right, gang, let's go.
This has gone far enough.
That 41 boat is always
hogging the good jobs.
We'll soak on our way
to hit the Japs.
What do we do? Sit on our duffs
until they get back?
The 41 can't handle this job alone.
How about it, sir?
But if she starts taking water...
...turn back.
Ready here.
There she goes, Esperanzo.
Like water off a cat's back.
Rusty!
I ain't a drinking man.
But I'm saving most of this
till you get back.
There she is!
Jumping Jeremiah, there she is!
Rusty from Brick.
I'll make my run from the beach.
You make yours from seaward.
Over.
Brick from Rusty.
Wilco.
Stand by.
Fire one!
Fire two!
Rusty from Brick.
Start your run.
Start your run. Over.
Brick from Rusty. Wilco.
Here we go!
Stand by!
Fire one!
Fire two!
Stand by your torpedoes!
- One!
- Fire three!
Fire four!
Stand by torpedoes!
Let's make these good!
Yards.
Fire three!
Fire four!
Let's drag our tails out of here!
We're lee of the land, sir.
They've lost us.
Take over.
Think Mr. Brickley had a chance
to get away, sir?
He usually does.
Running low on 50-caliber!
- We can't control the fire!
- Grab Mahan!
Take cover!
What's the score?
Ninth inning, kid.
I'm sorry. The father is not here, sir.
He has been at the
hospital for two days.
A serviceman is supposed
to have a funeral.
That's a tribute to the way
he spent his life.
Escort...
...firing squad...
...wrapped in the flag
he served under...
...and died for.
In war you got to
forget those things...
...and get buried
the best way you can.
You all knew...
...Squarehead Larsen
and Slug Mahan.
They were just a couple of
bluejackets who did their job.
Did it well.
34 boat couldn't have
Squarehead Larsen.
He's the best cook in the Navy.
He loved the old Arizona.
Now they're both gone.
Slug...
...he was always...
...quoting verse.
Bits of poetry.
So...
...here's one for him.
It's about the only one I know.
Under the wide...
...starry sky
Dig the grave
And let me lie.
Glad did I live
And gladly die
And I laid me down with a will
This be the verse you grave for me
Here he lies where he longed to be
Home is the sailor...
...home from the sea
And the hunter home from the hill.
Is it all right, sir?
Sure.
Thank you, son.
Sorry. Bar closed.
- We go away!
- Sorry, bar is open.
No, no!
Jap come, Jap come!
Musica, Seor Teniente.
Musica. Es San Francisco.
WBKR San Francisco.
A brief interruption, please.
This is spot and tragic news
from the Philippines.
The white flag of surrender
was hoisted...
...on the bloody heights
of Bataan this afternoon.
36,000 United States soldiers...
...hungry...
...ragged, half-starved shadows...
...trapped like rats
but dying like men...
...were finally worn down by
200,000 picked Japanese troops.
Men who fight for
an unshakable faith...
...are more than flesh.
But they're not steel.
Flesh must yield at last.
Endurance melts away.
The end must come.
Bataan has fallen.
But the spirit that
made it a beacon...
...to all lovers of liberty
will never falter.
The white flag was hardly
hoisted over Bataan...
...before Jap artillery began
slamming away at Corregidor...
...our last strong point
in the Philippines.
Men, with Mr. Brickley gone...
...I'll carry on the way
I think he would.
I think you're right
about Leyte Island.
There's Army men over there.
Maybe we can hold out till help comes.
Dig in at every
bridgehead and pass, Lefty.
Make them pay.
- Good luck, fellas.
- So long.
Repeat your orders.
To find and report to General Martin
and keep him up to date.
All right, get going.
- Old Franklin High, Junior.
- Roosevelt High, sir.
Dad, I'm going to try
and find Brick.
Why don't you come along with me?
I've worked 40 years for this, son.
If I leave it, they'll
have to carry me out.
Hello, kid.
We thought the Japs got you.
I thought they got you too.
What happened?
Ran south through shallow water.
Where's your crew?
We lost Mahan and Larsen.
- Couple of the kids got hurt.
- How'd they get Slug?
Machine gun from a plane.
That's great.
Glad to see you back.
Where's your boat?
Jap bombers got her.
We burned the 35 boat.
The gang headed for Leyte.
She's through.
General Martin turned her over
to the Army...
...to run errands on Lake Lanao.
Okay, Navy. We're taking over.
Okay, Army. Take her away.
All right, gather up your gear.
We're heading out.
You looking for the Arizona too?
Brickley.
I have orders to fly
you and Ryan to Australia.
Also ensigns Gardner and Cross.
- They're west of town.
- We'll find them.
Why us? We're just
a couple of lieutenants.
You men have proved that PT boats
have some value in this war.
Washington wants you
in the States to build them up.
Those are my orders.
And the men?
There isn't room.
- There isn't room for them.
- Bridge ready, sir.
- Let her go.
I think we're making a mistake-
There isn't room.
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