Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Last week, you were a cook.
Josh
Please, I wasn't made for this!
That's the highest rank in the Navy.
Engineman Crofoot, 69.
Can they keep up with me?
The mail chopper clipped a radiomast. He's down!
- To where, chief? - Full diving duty.
If it's sunk, he brings it up.
You know what the Chinese say?
The next time someone asks me why I post so much about Hillary Clinton...
Jo.
Colder than a Well digger’s ass master chief
...Second Class...
Don't bring him up till he stops moving.
That was a long time ago, chief.
I'm sorry, it's just not possible.
What's your bet, Cookie?
We admire your courage, chief, however misplaced it may be.
AWOL. AWOL.
...to desegregate the United States military.
- What, chief? - A cook...
Don't you get it? It doesn't matter if I help you.
Just don't show up tomorrow.
Both lobes of the lungs were severely scarred.
What else do I owe you?
Three minutes, ten seconds!
...nine hours, 31 minutes.
...before they found out he has more screws loose than a Studebaker.
Goddamn! If I'd been a few minutes earlier, he'd be breathing now.
If Johnny Weissmuller were in the soup wearing a 200-pound diving rig...
- He's just real scared for you. - Coloreds now.
...fresh water supply.
I might be able to pull a few strings.
How will you come back with one leg?
Stay with the stewards.
Help!
...but I don't bunk with niggers.
You're not doing this for him or me. This is about you.
...they'd pin a medal on him and take him for a blowjob.
Master chief.
The United States Navy proudly reinstates...
It's prom night at the Moor Bar.
I served with him at Leyte Gulf.
I'm trying, but this thing's real awkward.
If you do not complete the flange...
Ladies, this is weekend liberty.
...you will call for your tools. They will be lowered to you.
Lot of good men spend their career trying and fail.
...I can't help you with.
But when you're ready to leave...
Hell, I don't know who classes up the joint more:
Square that rig and approach the rail.
Then I will demonstrate that I am fit to return to full diving duty.
Goddamn it, Bam Bam, move your fat ass!
The U.S. Navy is a big opportunity for a young man.
Your husband was found drunk on a public beach this morning.
Hot, hot, hot.
...or getting the fuck out of the Navy.
Go, John.
...to Machinist's Mate First Class Dylan Rourke.
Blue diver, your tool bag is on the river bottom.
For those just joining us, our top story continues...
Oh, yeah!
...twelve steps unassisted.
Come on. Come on! Get up there, Jane. Come on.
Well, I'm Gwen...
Lucky for us you got a whole bar full of bourbon.
...given the gravity of this occasion.
I won't make master as a standby.
...the disparity between the buoyancy of a prosthetic...
...unconscious or deceased...
Now, go on.
That I come home, mow the lawn, put a wheelchair ramp in?
Because diving is the most dangerous job in the Navy.
Steady. Let's take it in. Bring it up.
Gentlemen.
You got a stump on a stick and no chance of beating Hanks, son.
...in the interest of thoroughness, I'll make arrangements...
Turn sonar off. A diver's down...
- Rourke, get back here! - I ain't dying. I'm out of here!
Hello.
See this pipe?
Open up.
...over the coast of Spain slammed into the Spanish countryside.