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:09:03
I'll give you two live torpedoes.
I'll set a dummy ship in Norfolk harbour.

:09:08
If I see that baby go up,
then we'll talk about your boat.

:09:12
Thank you, sir.
:09:24
Nice pants. Lose the cigar.
:09:27
You better burn that shirt, sailor.
:09:29
It's the crew from hell.
:09:33
Good morning, sir! Martin G Pascal,
Executive Officer of the Stingray, sir!

:09:37
- Do you come with a volume control?
- Sir?

:09:40
Lt Commander Tom Dodge.
:09:42
- You're kind of young for an XO.
- Excellence knows no age, sir.

:09:46
What do you think about our boat?
:09:48
I need a tetanus shotjust from looking at it.
:09:51
The only thing holding her together
are the bird droppings, sir.

:09:55
We have our crew here, I see.
What do you say we board them?

:09:59
Yes, sir. Seaman Stanley Sylvesterson, sir!
:10:05
- Welcome aboard, Sylves-terson.
- Sylvesterson, sir.

:10:08
- Though my friends call me Spots.
- Spots.

:10:13
I'm a bit of a gambler, sir.
:10:17
What happened to your shoes?
:10:19
Ever bet on a sure thing
and the horse gets a cramp, sir?

:10:22
- Grab a bunk.
- Thank you, sir.

:10:26
- Next.
- Hey, get your hands off of me!

:10:31
Oh, good. Our chaplain has arrived.
:10:36
Sonar Technician, Second Class,
ET Lovacelli, sir!

:10:41
- Goes under the name "Sonar".
- Welcome aboard, Sonar.

:10:45
Excuse me, sir.
This is an actual navy submarine?

:10:50
- Not a float in a parade or something?
- I'm afraid so, Sonar.

:10:56
Isn't that odd.
:10:58
Don't tell me. Deaf as Beethoven.

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