Under Siege Page #4

- Who is he and why is he on my ship?

- Your ship?

You wouldn't be on this battleship

if not for me.

He's a cook, plain and simple.

- A cook didn't do this.

- He came with the captain.

I know his routine front and back.

He's good with cooking knives.

Cooking knives!

He got lucky.

In my professional opinion,

he is a military reject...

...in command of a galley.

Get down!

- What was that?

- A bomb, jackass.

He used the microwave as a detonator.

Secure everything

between here and the CIC.

You see anything, radio at once

for backup. Understand?

Put these fires out!

I'd like to see the personnel file

on this "simple cook."

Put out these goddamn fires!

SEAL Team 5 will launch from Nimitz

aboard a CH-53 Echo...

...with an Apache gunship in support.

At the objective area, the Apache

will take out the ship's radar...

...and her electronic warfare systems.

Then SEAL Team 5 will board

and retake the ship.

And the odds of success?

If it's a lunatic who only

partly controls the ship...

...the odds are good.

But if he's ready for us...

...if he's prepared to repel boarders...

...the odds are not good.

Bear in mind, the operators

from SEAL Team 5 are the best there are.

This is our only hope of saving

the crew and retaking the ship.

Let me make one thing

absolutely clear:

If the SEAL team fails...

...we will have no alternative

but to launch an air strike...

...and destroy the Missouri.

You know what that means.

We'll get her back for you.

Make it happen. Make it happen.

It's 44 feet from the weather deck

to the missile canisters.

It'll take a half hour to assemble

that section of the crane.

Ryback's file was in the captain's

private cabinet.

Ryback is an ex-SEAL.

The goddamn cook's a SEAL?

Shut up and listen.

"Expert in martial arts...

...explosives, weapons, tactics.

Silver Star. Navy Cross.

Purple Heart with cluster.

Security revoked after Panama."

So he could only rate as a yeoman...

...or a cook. How little did I know.

We lost two men in the engine room.

You were told to review

every crew member's file.

I know, but I didn't have access

to the captain's files!

- I'll get this f***er myself.

- Oh, no, calm down.

- Want to get killed?

- Are you an idiot?

- You're calling me an idiot?

- Yes, I am.

Calm down. Get me three roving patrols.

Keep him below the weather deck.

- Move out!

- Stay on schedule!

To the bridge!

I'm the girl.

Why do I have to carry everything?

- I support women's lib, don't you?

- When it's in my favor.

- Hear this, all personnel.

- Move ahead.

Beware of booby traps.

Do not pursue hostile parties

into unsecured areas.

Report to Daumer individually

at 5-minute intervals and switch...

... to the alternate frequency.

Now.

Goddamn SEAL.

I'll carry everything...

...if you kill whoever we run into.

I have a rule about killing people.

Actually, I have two rules. One:

I don't date musicians.

And two:
I don't kill people.

I'm thrilled to death to hear that.

But it leaves a lot of open territory.

Get up the ladder.

- Let's go.

- God!

I think you've got the wrong partner.

Now wait here.

Sit down there.

I'll be back in a minute.

What's that?

What is that?

This is a SEAL magnaphone.

It's an MX 20-20.

It's a secure satellite uplink.

Like a car phone.

Yeah. Something like that.

Excuse me, this is hot.

You know Casey Ryback?

Chief Ryback?

He's top hand in the Teams.

Wish we had him here.

He's calling on a SEAL magnaphone

from the ship.

What?

Listen. Everyone listen up.

Affirmative.

Can you estimate

the size of the force?

I'd say about 30.

We'll connect you to Captain Garza.

Stand by.

What if he's working for them?

- I guarantee Ryback's a good guy.

- Wait a minute.

We won't take the chance.

Don't tell him our plan.

- Chief Ryback, Captain Garza.

- Glad you're there.

What we want you to do

is just feed us on-site intel.

This man may be crazy,

but he's a professional.

They're manufacturing a railing

system to offload the Tomahawks.

Believe it or not,

the X O's with them.

Commander Krill's involved?

Admiral...

...that means

they control the ship.

Holy God.

Chief Ryback,

this is Admiral Bates speaking.

Coordinate your efforts with us.

I want you to keep cool...

... and wait for the strike team.

Do you understand?

I'll go before they pick up the signal.

- Call us in half an hour.

- Roger that.

You're not a cook.

Yeah, well...

...I also cook.

Get your stuff.

He had an extremely distinguished

career until Panama...

...when most of his team died

due to poor intelligence.

Ryback's a warrior. The best there is.

When he got back from Panama,

he punched his officer in charge.

Adams took him on as a cook

so he could finish his 20.

Hold it. Just hold it.

What if this toad, Zwieback,

or whatever his name is, is right...

...and the missiles are offloaded

before the SEAL team gets there?

There is no way for Mr. Strannix

to get past us.

We have AWAC surveillance

and SOSUS in Honolulu...

...tracking every ship and sub at sea.

They leave the Missouri,

they're ours.

How do we know that Honolulu

isn't his next target?

Tell me that.

Take a look at this.

- Know what all those lights are for?

- I've been trained.

You can fly that helicopter?

Then we can get out of here, right?

Here's the MP5K.

When the dot's on target,

what you see is what you get.

- I told you I don't like guns.

- I know. Neither do I.

Now get back under there.

These things are going to sell

like hot cakes!

Absolutely.

What'll you do

with the $200 million?

Buy the Presidency.

Someone's moving. Right there!

He's on the flight deck! Go! Go!

Come out of there!

Where are you taking me?

I don't know anything!

Let go of me!

Get your hands off me!

Now!

Move!

Move!

Stand fast!

Do not pursue that man!

- Secure missile battery three, now!

- Man that hatch!

This guy's a pain in the ass!

We got to do something about him.

I know what to do.

I do.

This insanity is so logical.

There's a sprinkler system

where they're being held.

Mr. Pitt?

The fo'c's'le.

Hit a button, it starts to flood.

In a short time, they'll all drown.

Ryback'll kill himself to save them.

You're a maniac.

Drowning your own crew.

They never liked me anyway.

Bet they f***ing love you now.

You see this?

These are cut everywhere.

What is it?

They're for a railing system to offload

the missiles onto a ship or sub...

...they'll rendezvous with.

What's that?

Morse code.

What're they saying?

"Get me the f*** out of here."

- What's that?

- Get away from the hatch!

Guard the door.

Shoot anyone who comes through.

You okay?

You okay?

Is this all of you?

Six of us got trapped.

What's happening?

We got a problem. Who's this?

Calaway, Gunner's mate,

This is Jordan. She's a casualty

of the situation I'll brief you on.

Nice to see you. You too, Case.

Granger, you take this.

Get your tools. We've got work to do.

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