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You out for the same record this trip?

You can put the bars back on now,

Lieutenant.

Work over that plan

and bring it back to me for approval.

- I'm telling you...

- I'm telling you, Braden!

That'll be all.

Yes, sir.

Phil, what's his bearing?

Radar, what's his bearing?

- Off the port quarter.

- Off the port quarter, sir.

He's off the port quarter, sir!

I've got him now, sir.

Stand by to dive.

Stand by to dive.

Can you make out

what type he is, Johnny?

No, sir. He's too far.

- How about you, Sloane?

- Me neither, sir.

Moving off.

- He's moving off, sir.

- He's moving off, now, sir.

Going.

All clear.

All clear, sir.

All clear, now, sir.

Hold the dive. Belay the dive.

Belay the dive.

How long are you gonna

keep running surfaced?

Until we get there.

- Crew's getting kind of jumpy.

- I'm sorry, but it's gotta be that way.

Anything else on your mind?

Braden.

What about Braden?

Two thousand yards, Paul,

that's a long swim.

It's a hell of a long swim,

but there's nothing else I can do.

Don't you think I'd like to set

my tail right up on the beach

and wait there till he got back?

But I can't, Phil, I just can't.

Even if it was you making that swim,

I wouldn't...

I couldn't do it any other way.

No, I guess you couldn't, Paul.

It's like I said. You gotta play it

by the book even when it hurts.

Yeah, that's right.

Take over, will you?

- How's everything back here, Adams?

- Fine, Captain.

- Smoother than a baby lass.

- What?

We're making a good 15 knots, sir.

Hey, Ron, tell Esparge

to send up a 12 SN 7 on the double.

Control Room, send up a 12 SN 7

on the double.

Come on, baby, make with the eye.

Make with the eye.

Deader than that.

I'll take that.

We got company.

- Jap plane in the sun.

- Get below. Lookouts, get below!

- Dive the boat. Dive the boat!

- Dive! Dive! Dive!

- Dive!

- Dive!

Get below.

Malone, take her down.

Take her down fast!

Murphy, get him below. Get him below.

Easy, easy. Go along.

Keep close to the bulkhead.

Sloane! Sloane! Sloane!

Come on, Murphy. Help me get him down.

I can't make it. Get below, Murphy.

Close the hatch!

- Please, sir...

- Get below!

I said get below!

Where's Carney?

- Where's Carney?

- Topside.

Hit. Ordered me to close the hatch.

- Catch her at 55 feet.

- Catch her at 55 feet.

Down periscope.

Continue the dive.

Take her down to 150 feet.

Steer course 0-9-0.

Continue to dive.

Course 0-9-0. Aye, sir.

I watched him as long as I could.

He was floating face down.

He didn't move.

That's the last I saw of him.

All right, come on. Give me a hand here.

- Mr. Doherty.

- Yes, sir.

You are now executive officer of the boat.

Phil has just been killed.

Hold it steady on course.

Steady on course.

This is the Captain speaking.

Lieutenant Carney,

our executive officer, is dead.

I'd like all hands to join me

in a moment of silent prayer.

Oh, my leg.

- All right, take it easy.

- My leg.

- I'm gonna give you a shot.

- That's the navy for you.

When in doubt, give all hands a shot.

How are they, Ash?

Sloane's got a hunk of shrapnel

in his shoulder.

Mr. Mount's got it good. 50-caliber slug

went through his leg.

- Didn't hit the bone, though.

- Stay with it, Cy.

Murphy had a flap of skin on his head

peeled back.

- It's not too serious.

- Captain, my fault.

- I shouldn't have left him there.

- No, no, it's not your fault, Murphy.

- I should've dragged him down.

- No, no, he ordered you to go below.

I shouldn't have listened.

I should've gone to him.

- Take it easy.

- It's my fault!

I let him die. I let him die.

The morphine's getting to him, sir.

He'll sleep in some time.

Captain, we're heavy, sir.

I can't maintain depth.

- Conning tower, all ahead full.

- All ahead full, sir.

Trouble in the engine room, Captain.

Adams says main air induction line

pouring full stream of water

into engine room bilges.

Cannon shell must have holed the pipe.

Too deep here to sit around

the bottom all night

and bring her up then for repairs.

And we don't know what other damage

we may have. Got to find out now.

- Adams?

- Aye, aye, sir.

Close drains. Put the pump in the bilges.

- Aye, aye, sir.

- Blow safety tank.

Blow safety tank.

Engine room reports

bilges being pumped, sir.

Safety blown.

Doherty, when you get

the command of service,

you better come up fast.

We may have a fight on our hands.

- Sound the general alarm.

- Aye, aye, sir.

Tell the damage control party to stand by.

Damage control party, stand by.

Pass the word. Battle stations, surface.

Battle stations, surface.

All right, surface.

Crack the hatch.

Doherty, take the list off her.

Doherty, did you hear me?

Take the list off her!

Can't get it off, Captain.

Shell bursts have holed us

on the starboard side.

- Secure blowing number two and vent it.

- Aye, aye, sir.

What's wrong?

Well, try a little prayer

we've only got one tank hit.

Number two flooded, sir.

Well, you must have a direct line.

Radar, what do you see?

All clear.

All clear, sir.

- Mind if I go down on deck, sir?

- Yeah, go ahead.

Adams, how does it look?

Captain, we got

some of the damage spotted.

We can plug those main induction holes

with wooden plugs,

but I don't know what it's like

below the water line.

Go ahead, plug it up.

Clint. Go below and get a couple of BARs

up on deck.

They'll be around again.

Nothing they'd like better than a little

cold turkey limping back to Midway.

You think Thanksgiving will be

a little early this year, Captain?

Yeah, maybe.

All right, gun crews, look sharp now!

- Lieutenant Braden.

- Yes, sir.

I wanna talk to you.

I still got that boat ride to make with you,

but I couldn't outrun a dead fish if I had to

and I can't take the risk

of going back to Midway.

That leaves just one choice.

Somebody's gotta go underneath the boat,

see how bad the damage is.

I've been trained for that, sir.

- lf we're attacked...

- Yes, sir.

You save the boat and the men.

I understand that.

Do you?

The way you read me the book

the other night,

I think I can recite it from memory.

I assume nothing's changed.

That's right, Lieutenant.

Nothing's changed.

I'll get my gear, sir.

- How's it coming?

- This is the last one here, sir.

Let's still keep everything crossed

they don't write this one up

as Stevenson's folly.

Yes, sir.

Bogey. Bogey.

Bogey, Captain.

- Any identification signals?

- No, Captain.

Sound general quarters.

All hands except the gun crews

clear the decks and bridge.

Sound general quarters.

All hands except the gun crews

clear bridge and decks.

Get down below. On the double.

Radio reports

plane transmitting voice, Captain.

Only word he can make out is Hinoshi.

Radio Bridge, aye.

That's a Japanese destroyer class.

Got him off the port bow, sir.

Pharmacist mate, Pharmacist mate.

To the bridge, on the double.

A nervous way to make a living.

- I'm proud of you, Malone.

- All right. Get him below.

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