Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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