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What's the matter, sir? It still tastes like creamed corn.

I expect you to acknowledge it in accordance with the rules of this war game.

What are in these cans, Buckman?

Ahead full. Course 2-5-0.

antiquated equipment, sir.

I just don't believe it. I can't goddamn believe it!

You Should More Careful, Sir. Remember, When You Rush, That's When Accidents Happen

- What is it, Lake? - Nothing, sir.

They must know we're coming.

No, I'll pass on that, thanks.

#yohoandblowthemandown

Star Trek Discovery movie...?

Half a heartbeat. (laughs)

Their planes'll have trouble seeing us. Surface. We'll run on top.

Presently there are several ships positioned outside the harbour to intercept us.

I'm proud of you. Once we're on top, run on one screw only.

We Live To Fight ANothER DAY... Captain.

- Hell, no. Ready torpedo tubes one and two. - Aye, sir.

If she drives as well as she looks, we may even survive.

Try to get a definitive classification.

(faint strains of Louie, Louie)

that he not only allowed himself to be tattooed,

- Passing 100. - What's going on?

Orlando 3,000 yards and closing.

- What the hell did you do? - What the hell did you do?

The only thing holding her together are the bird droppings, sir!

There was a fingernail in my food, you fat-ass moron.

Star Trek Discovery movie?

I feel like I need a tetanus shot just looking at it

It's a fine shot, sir.

Back to periscope depth. Ahead full.

(Howard) What is this, a scavenger hunt?

Marty, I'm a little worried about your health. Not exactly a people person, are you?

Will be coming aboard

Thank you. Nice job on that uniform though.

- I think we should continue to kick ass, sir. - Yeah!

Come to north at full speed. Set your depth at 200 feet.

Way to go, sir. (obsequious snicker)

We acknowledge the kill and congratulate all the fine men on your boat.

And who's our next contestant?

- Propeller turbulence is becoming a problem. - Two degrees down bubble.

You will be given instead a new Seawolf class nuclear submarine

Trust me. He is out there.

P3's reported possible submarine. Approximately 9,000 yards.

Conn-engine room. We're taking on water!

Stow it, Yancy. He had higher orders. And you can forget about that third star.

Nobody talks about brave men and their proud autohelms

But without command, once this exercise is over I'm headed for a deskjob,

- Sir, we have a shooting solution. - Well!

The narrowband is .3-3kHz Adding a low-pass filter to remove transients

Think like a pirate. I want a man with a tattoo on his dick.

All hands, we are now going silent. Repeat, full silent.

That feeling when you get to chew an employees ass.

POV my friend asks my what car I drive

Rig for red. And, Howard, send somebody forward with a drop light and duck tape.

Nobody talks about brave men and their auto helms