Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Well, that's impossible. They must be confusing you with Emilio Lake.
Look, Dodge, for the rest of this exercise, there's been a reconfiguration.
Yeah, yeah, yeah. I believe you, sir.
(# sings In The Navy)
Gimme the money. Pay it up. 50 bucks. Ulysses S Grant.
RJ, I want you to climb the periscope and put that lamp up on top of it.
What?
Come in.
brushed against a Russian missile sub just off Murmansk.
They've been handpicked... by me.
Ready for Deep Dive!
Well, it's a long story.
Do you think we could catch and kill a bogie like that in time?
Sir?
- To command your own submarine. - That's not funny.
Sir...
Nobody talks about brave men in their proud simulators.
Get the Stingray. Give them the coordinates.
Summer Cruise Goals
We are not running silent. Listen up.
- Marty. - What?!
- OK, I'll take it, Lieutenant. - Thank you, Captain.
However, if any of you would like to support Pascal, you may speak up now
Isn't that one of my chickens? No, it's a parrot.
It must be a whale. It's moving around.
I know. You were fouled.
If you're good enough to evade further pursuit,
What?
- Since when were rules important to you, sir? - You watch yourself, Dodge.
What's the matter, sir?
Hey, this is the navy. Don't call me sweetheart.
John William Burris
- Anything else? - Not yet.
It's getting tough to hold on in this wash. I must be right behind a prop.
- Three degrees down bubble. - Three degrees, aye.
- I'm in line for a third star. - Oh, my God. I'll no longer outrank you.
"I'm A Detriment To The Entire Operation. A Total Morale-Crusher."
- Bump it up to full. - Keep your trim.
- Captain, this is way over my head. - Just focus on your procedures.
(loud thud)
Very well, then.
Welcome aboard, sir.
- Nitro, hi. - Interesting nickname.
You have your orders, Captain. Do you read me?
Sir, sonar contact is breaking up. We're having some trouble tracking them.
- I could have you put on report. - Pfft! Be my guest.
I'm afraid you're headed straight for an ulcer if you can't ease up a little bit.
You'll hang for this. Stop or you'll all hang.
- Thank you, sir. It's nice to be noticed. - Oh, get out.
- All you have to do is quit. - My old man won't let me.
Convergint Technologies Service Specialist at its finest
When you get a week's holiday and there are Class 37's in Anglia
Captain, maybe we're taking on water.
Well, thank you, Captain.
This crew is the most incompetent bunch of Regards and assholes in Naval history.
# Yo-ho and blow the man down
(klaxon)
(metal buckling)
I get it. Please, don't take off your clothes.
# Be all that you can be
- Sir, we have 12 degrees tilt starboard. - Check all emergency vents open.
- Setting terms now? - No, sir.
No, it's OK.
Uh, no.
Aye-aye, sir.
If we aimed them right, any kills should be visible in your scope.
Chin up, Lake, it wasn't your fault.
Just a little water.
Ain't that one of my chickens?? No it's a parrot.
- What are you doing? - Whisky thins down the mix.
He's impulsive. He's often undisciplined, even reckless at times.
- You're sure? - Oh, yeah. A quarter and two dimes.
Look, I hate to disappoint you, but I may have had some other things going for me.
- Goes under the name Sonar. - Welcome aboard, Sonar.