:54:01
Really? That's my name, too.
:54:05
Yankee Doodle Floppy Disk, this is Foxtrot
Zulu Milkshake. Request permission to land.
:54:11
Roger that. You are cleared to land.
Welcome to the Mediterranean.
:54:15
Wash Out, is that you?
:54:17
You bet! They put me in charge of radar.
I'm your eyes on the ground.
:54:23
All crews report to the flight deck.
All crews report to the flight deck.
:55:05
Have you no decency?
:55:19
The open sea.
:55:21
Oh, God. I wish I could smell.
I had my nostrils fried in Panmunjom.
:55:25
Admiral Benson!
:55:28
Meet Mr. Wilson and Mr. Rosener of Rockman
Aviation. They'll be observing the operation.
:55:33
Yes, of course.
:55:35
It's OK. I'm all right. No problem.
:55:38
I slipped on the crab.
Who put that crab there?
:55:42
- Crab? I didn't see any crab.
- There were two crabs. They work in pairs.
:55:46
I went to Annapolis, for Christ's sake.
:55:48
- From the Pentagon, sir. We just decoded it.
- Help me with this. My eyes are ceramic.
:55:53
A bazooka round at Little Bighorn. Or was it
Okinawa? The one without the Indians.
:55:57
It's final orders. We strike tomorrow at 0600.