Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Fire two. - Fire two.
You should more careful, sir. Remember, when you rush, that's when accidents happen.
Her captain will assume we'll concentrate our efforts to the north.
But it's pretty shallow to be a sub.
(sneezes)
- Loud and clear. - Good.
Balls to the wall, boys!
Sir, our fish are running hot, straight and normal.
Maintain course. Help is on the way.
- What? - It's not going to Norfolk, sir.
- You're kind of young for an XO. - Excellence knows no age, sir.
(pirate accent) Mr Pascal. Have you any last words before you walk the plank, sir?
I've never lost a war game, and I'm not about to start right now.
But me, personally, I'd like to know for sure.
What i think of this court case.
- You are addressing a superior officer. - No, merely a higher-ranking one.
- You want me to stay with them, sir? - No.
- All part of my strategy, sir. - Uh-huh.
Especially given your high-risk manoeuvres.
(whale-like squealing)
So, you ever dived a boat before, Lieutenant?
Thank you, sir. I mean, if that's a compliment.
That?
Your cigar ash is in the spaghetti.
You are right on top of things as usual, Marty.
I feel it is my duty to inform you
That was terrible. I'm going to go outside for a smoke.
We're dead. Five to one says we're dead.
(Lake) Maintain seven down.
Down periscope.
Full ahead two-thirds. Blow negative to the mark.
What are these tapes you got here?
Cap'n Blood, consign him to the briny deep!
Idn't that odd
The captain's gonna hear about this.
- From the Caribbean. - Don't let it fly away. That's supper.
Stepanak. You missed an opportunity there.
May god have mercy on our souls
Spots, Jackson, you too.
- Hey, Spots. - Yes, Mr Jackson.
Norfolk.
Sonar Technician, Second Class, ET Lovacelli, sir!
Come in.
and ask you to relinquish command.
So I need, I would like, your support
Emily is part of a pilot programme
No, no, Sonar. We'll just use flares.
Well, the storm's passed. Not a word on Dodge.
I don't know how he pulled this stunt off, but I guarantee you one thing, sir.
- Squeakin' from the freakin'. - Oinkin' from the boinkin'.
Five destroyers, three frigates and a commercial supertanker, sir.
Requesting permission for a transfer.
Nice tactics, Captain Custer. We should be home in a couple of hours.
Women aren't allowed on submarines.
What happened to your shoes?
I think it's my duty to inform the crew that we are operating outside of the navy's control
- Picking up anything, Sonar? - Nothing much, sir.
- Stepanak's taking a leak. - In the ocean, I mean.
He got Charleston. One down, one to go.
- I've never done a manoeuvre like that, sir. - You have. Pinpoint drills on the simulator.
2-8-0 feet, ma'am.
Orlando, sir. 300 yards and opening.
Appears he doesn't want to come near the engagement area.
They'll probably find us in no time anyway, Marty.
I'm on the Orlando. And I'm putting you on notice.