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Prepare to surface.

[Helmsman]
Prepare to surface.

- Depth: 58 feet.
- Depth: 58 feet, Sir.

Sonar,
any contacts topside?

[Sonar]
No contact, Sir.

[Equipment beeping]

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Tank center
ready to surface, Sir.
Very well.

[Beeping continues]

Vents shut.
Ready to surface, Sir.

Depth: 58 feet, Sir.
Very well.

Up periscope.

Point Lonsdale bearing,
mark.

013, Sir.

Cape Schanck bearing,
mark.
125, Sir.

How's the tide,
bob?
High tide, Sir.

Controls rigged
for surfacing, Sir.

Surface.

[Klaxon blaring]

Surface,
surface, surface.

Blow main ballast.
[Blows ballast]
Main ballast blown.

Depth: 45 feet, Sir.
Secure the air.

[Captain]
Open main induction.

Main induction open, Sir.

[Horn blaring]

[Horn continues]

[Radio announcer]
Our scientists disagree...

as to when radiation
will reach Australia.

The atomic war has ended,
but the prime minister
reports...

no proof of survival
of human life anywhere
except here.

[Turns off radio]
Navy department.

[Baby crying]

[Crying continues]

[Baby cooing]

[Cooing continues]

[Cooing continues]

[Baby fussing, quiets]

Congratulations.

[Taps spoon on cup]
Tea, dear.

I said, "tea, dear."

Got a bit of a burn yesterday
at the beach after all.

You'd better put some
calamine stuff on it.
[Laughs]

You did give Jennifer
her bottle?

I laid out your white uniform.
Was that right?

I almost forgot
I have to dash.

Peter?
Mm-hmm?

They must be giving you
a ship of your own.

No, darling.
They don't give ships
to lieutenants.

Then why would it be
Admiral Bridie himself?

If you were just to replace
someone who's ill or something,

that wouldn't mean seeing
Admiral Bridie, would it?

I don't know.
You don't quite know
what to expect these days.

I'll pick up jenny's milk
on the way home
from the station.

Why do you have to pick it up?

They just won't be
delivering it anymore,
I understand.

Oh.

It's a beautiful day,
peter.

If I wheel Jennifer down
to the club after lunch,

could you meet me there
for a swim?

Peter?

They just decided that
yesterday.

If you're going to be
in Melbourne by 11:00,
you'd better hurry.

So long, Charlie.

[Traffic whistle blows,
streetcar bell rings]

[Bicycle bells ringing]

Hosgood?

Hosgood!
Yes, Sir?

Have you seen this
from that idiot
Attenborough,

that great correlator
of statistics?
Yes, Sir.

It's finally seeped down
to him that most of the oil
in the world...

comes from the northern
hemisphere.

Attenborough says so.
It's now official.

We will carefully conserve
the remaining supplies
of petrol in the depot.

Yes, Sir.

Hosgood!

Lieutenant Holmes
is here, Sir.

Ah, yes.
Come in, come in.

Sit down.
Sit down.

Thanks, Sir.

I have an assignment
for you.

Do you care for some
of this miserable muck
that passes for coffee?

No, thank you, Sir.

It's a reasonably
important appointment,
as things go these days.

That's getting to be quite
a phrase, isn't it?
"These days."

You find yourself
using it?
Yes, Sir.
I'm afraid I do.

I'm sorry it can't be
one of our own ships.

It's seagoing though and
better than sitting around
on your bottom.

Liaison officer aboard
the American submarine
Sawfish.

She just docked.
Nuclear-powered,
of course.

You know about her?
Yes, Sir.
I read the report.

She's at our disposal
for a cruise:

Reconnaissance or whatever
you care to call it.

You'll sail soon, but just when
or where or for how long
I can't tell you,

not until the government
and a pack of these longhaired
scientists sort themselves out.

She's moored across the dock
from the carrier Melbourne
in Williamstown.

You'll report
to the Captain, Towers.

That will be all,
Holmes.

Sir, would it be possible
to discuss the duration
of this appointment?

No.

But I can give you
a review in four months.

Thanks very much, Sir,
because I�d like to be home
if possible when...

is there any official estimate
as to how much longer?

The beaker-heads,
the finger-in-the-wind
boys say,

calculating the rate of drift
or what have you...

about five months
before it gets here.

That's why I say
four for review.

There's transport
leaving for Williamstown,
if you care to take that.

Yes, Sir.

Hosgood, where is this
coffee coming from?

Supply says it's the best
they can do these days, Sir.

Shall I query them again?
No, no, no.
It doesn't matter.

You have anything important
to do, Hosgood?
No, Sir. What is it?

Oh, nothing. I just thought
you might like to take yourself
off till Monday.

A fine weekend.

Boyfriend or whatever.

No, I...
I guess not.

I'll be here, Sir.

## [bugle]

## [continues]

[Man over p.a. System]
All watches of seamen
fall in on the deck.

[Metallic hammering]

Rob... lieutenant Holmes
will be coming aboard...

Monday and off and on
until we sail.

Have Benson issue him
what clothing he'll need.
Yes, Sir.

I'll see you Monday,
lieutenant.
Thanks.

It's funny.
Somehow I get
the feeling...

they're putting her
in moth balls.
Sir?

I'm afraid I�ll have
to bunk you with this
scientist fellow...

who's coming aboard
from the C.S.I.R.

Sorry. I don't know
who he'll be just yet.

That's all right, Sir.
I'll manage.

Care for a drink
before lunch?

Yes, Sir,
if it's all right.

It's Australian country
in the flattop...

I�ll have to stick to coke.
You have whatever you like.

[Bell ringing]
I'm a bit puzzled
about this cruise, Sir.

Our destination, I mean.

Admiral Bridie seems...
a bit indefinite.

Of course,
if there's some reason
I shouldn't know...

no, there's no reason
why you shouldn't know.

But outside of the fact
that it's reconnaissance,

I don't know any more
about it than you do.

Of course, the crew
has it all down pat.

We're sailing the end
of next week.

We're going north,
and we'll be back
in two months.

[Chuckles]
But I�ll let you know...

as soon as I hear
anything more official.

Do you live
in Melbourne?

Just outside, actually,
in Frankston.

That's three-quarters
of an hour by electric train.

You make out all right?
Any serious shortages yet?

Yes, a few.
Petrol mainly,
but we manage.

Say, uh...

I�ve been sticking
pretty close here lately.

Think I�m due
for some shore food.

You know of a place
where we might get
a good steak?

Yes, I suppose so.

The Admiral fixed me up
with a temporary card...

for something called
the pastoral club.

What's that like?
It's a mahogany-
and-polished-brass place.

Some people used to claim
it was the stuffiest club
in the commonwealth.

I suppose there's
no argument about that now.

Would they have
any scotch left?
Yes, if anyone does.

My wife's uncle lives there;
mostly at the bar these days,
I understand.

I would think they would have
some scotch, yes.

Sounds good.
Let's give it a try.

I'll be with you
in five minutes.

Sometimes I think
that child could float
a battleship.

That's what
I told the Admiral.

Peter, how could you?

I don't know, really.
I just held the towel
like this and...

very funny.

You're starting to get
your figure back,
aren't you, Charlie?

You know,
after Jennifer and all.

A little here,
a little there.

By the way,
I invited Captain Towers
for the weekend.

Oh, peter,
you didn't.
I had to, really.

We had lunch together,
and he started asking questions
about how we live and all.

Mary, I would have looked
an awful clod not
to have asked him.

He'll be all right,
I think.
Was he married,
do you know?

Two kids.
And they're gone?

Yes, they were in America.

Nappies flying in the breeze,
pablum everywhere... they're
bound to remind him.

We'll just try to get them
out of sight, that's all.

He'll get sodden
and weep. I can't
stand that again.

He doesn't look
the type to me.

Your R.A.F. Chum
didn't either.
Now, Mary...

what are we going to do
with him for two days?

For one thing, I thought
a party on Saturday night.
Ten or twelve people.

We haven't
done that for a while.
Would you like that?

Well, as long as they
all understand how I feel
about those morbid discussions.

We would have to get
someone for him, though.

What about Moira?
Why not?
If she's sober this weekend.

Julian said
she'd given it up.

No, darling, you didn't listen.
Julian said she'd given up
gin... for brandy.

She says she can drink
more brandy.

Moira's not a bad notion,
in point of fact.

She'd keep him occupied,
at least.

But she'd have to stop over,
and we can't just put him
on a cot.

Put Moira on a cot
on the veranda.

She claims she's not slept
in her own bed the last
three months anyway.

That's not entirely fair.
It's all on the surface.

I'll ring her up tonight
and give her the drill.

I wonder what he's like
when he gets a skinful?

Peter...
what?

You do understand how I feel
about people talking?
Sure.

And you do love me?
Of course I do.

Then why don't you
ever say so?

[Man]
Give her what for, mate.

[Horn blowing]

You're looking for me.

Am I?

Mm-hmm.
I'm Moira Davidson.
M-O-I-R-A.

It was a very fashionable name
in bad novels when my mother
was young and impressionable.

I'm a throwback.
[Laughs]

Where's Holmes?
Oh, he's decking
the halls with holly.

He sent me
for better or worse.
Better, I�d say.

I'm your date
or whatever you call it.

How'd you recognize me?
[Laughs]

I love Americans.
They're so naive.

This way, Commander.

A new model.
Only one horsepower,

but she does a good
eight miles an hour
on the flat.

Quite a buggy.
Over 70 years old.

Dad said she was made
in America.
I wouldn't be surprised.

Give me your toothbrush.
Take Amelia�s head while I see
if we can get us out of here.

She's still a wee bit
sticky in reverse.

All right, boy.
Here we go.

Is there a place
we might stop where I could
get a little breakfast?

What?
"A little breakfast."

Do you mean
that in addition
to everything else,

I have to watch you
eat bacon and eggs
and all that muck?

I was on a party last night,
and I got up at 8:00
in the morning to meet you.

I, uh...
oh, never mind.
Hop in.

But you have to buy me
a couple drinks
to get me started.

[Laughing]

Oh, incidentally,
they didn't tell me
what to call you.

What's the protocol?
My name is Towers,
Dwight Lionel Towers.

Really?

Really.
Hang on,
Dwight Lionel.

[Cracking whip]

## [piano]

## [continues]

[Towers]
As a matter of fact, we've only
been in port for three days.

It's called the Sawfish.
My second husband
was an American.

We traveled
all over the world,

and everywhere we went
he would say to people,

"I am an American.
I am an American."

They finally shot him in one
of those eastern countries.

Oh.
Well, I�m sorry.

I was too.
He was such a nice man
while he lasted.

Is he yours, Moira?
Oh, on loan.

Oh.

Weli... toodle.

[Snickers]
Toodle.
[Laughs]

[Guests chattering]

He just drinks and drinks
and nothing happens.

At least he hasn't
burst into tears.
Keep up the good work.

[Man] amen!
[Man #2]
That's sheer balderdash!

I never heard so much
nonsense in my life.

You mean to tell me,
this whole war was an accident?

No, it wasn't an accident.
I didn't say that.

It was carefully planned,
down to the tiniest mechanical
and emotional detail.

But it was a mistake,
it was a beaut.

In the end, somehow granted
the time for examination,

we shall find
that our so-called civilization
was gloriously destroyed...

by a handful
of vacuum tubes and transistors.

Probably faulty.
[Man #2]
There you are, Julian.

Now we know
where the blame lies.

Oh, no, you don't.
No. No.

Maybe we were the blind
mechanics of disaster,

but you don't pin the guilt
on the scientists
that easily.

You might as well
pin it on... motherhood.

It should be pinned
on somebody.

You scientists
are the likely ones
as far as I can see.

You built the bomb.
You experimented with it,
tested it and exploded it.

Just a moment, Morgan.
Thanks to you chaps,
a moment is about all we have.

Every man who ever worked
on this thing told you
what would happen.

The scientists signed
petition after petition,
Julian, please.

But nobody listened.

There was a choice.
It was build the bombs
and use them...

or risk the united states,
the soviet union
and the rest of us...

would find some way
to go on living.

[Scoffs]
That's wishful thinking,
if ever I heard it.

[Julian]
I'm not against
wishful thinking, not now.

[Morgan]
They pushed us too far.

They didn't think we'd fight,
no matter what they did.

And they were wrong.
We fought. We expunged them!

We didn't do such a bad job
on ourselves.

With the interesting result
that the background level
of radiation...

in this room is nine times
what it was a year ago.

[Holmes]
Julian.
Don't you know that?

Nine times!
We're all doomed, you know.

The whole silly, drunken,
pathetic lot of us.

Doomed by the air
we're about to breathe.

We haven't
got a chance!
Stop it!

I won't have it, Julian!

I won't.
There is hope.

There has to be hope.

There's always hope.

We just can't
go on like this.

We can't.

We... we...
[sobs]

[Door closes]

I shouldn't drink,
you know.

I inevitably say
something brilliant.

Sorry.

[Guests chattering softly]

[Puts down glass]

[Sobbing]

[Continues sobbing]

I...
I can't help it, peter.

I'm sorry.

I just can't.

Everybody's gone to bed.

You like that?

Settles the stomach.
I had a lot to drink.

I had a lot to drink.

Julian had
a lot to drink.

Julian and I
are the town drunks.

What are you trying
to forget?

It's a damn silly question
if I ever heard one.

[Chuckles]
Yeah, you're right.

It's just an expression.

You know...
somebody should have
given me a copy...

of the local ground rules.

I might have opened
my big mouth.
[Chuckling]

Danger struck
from the wrong quarter.

The people of the city
watch the wrong mouse hole.

Come again?

But then who would know
you were so tough
and drank straight milk?

Where are you from?
Which state?
[Laughs]

I'm from Idaho.

Idaho?

I know better
than that.

There's no navy in Idaho
because it's too hilly.

Well, I was born in Idaho.

I live in Connecticut now.

Near new London,
where I�m based.

Where were you during
all the watchamacallit?

Oh, no. I didn't mean
to ask you that.

Peter said not to.
You don't have to answer.

I can't decide if
I�m more objectionable
drunk or sober.

It's perfectly all right.

We were at sea...

between Kiska and Midway,
when it began.

We got orders to go
to the west pacific,

and when we put our nose up
north of Iwo Jima...

the air was filled
with radioactive dust.

So we ducked.

Later on,
took a look at manila...
through the periscope.

It was still too hot
to surface, so we came down
the coast of Australia...

and ended up here.

There wasn't much
of anyplace else to go.

[Pouring a drink]

You look married.

Oh, I am.
My wife's name is Sharon.

I have a couple of kids:

Richard, eight;
Helen, five.

[Chuckles]

Dick is the real sailor
of the family.

He is going to Annapolis.

[Chuckles]
Oh, that's to be expected.

He'll probably
change his mind.

Why is it taking so long?

Can you
explain it to me?

Nobody can
explain it to me.

And don't tell me about
those damn winds again.

How the northern
hemisphere and the
southern hemisphere...

get all mixed up
and overlap.

I don't want to hear
about that anymore.

All I want to know is...
if everybody was so smart,

why didn't they know
what would happen?

They did.

Well, I...
I can't take it.

I...
[sighs]

Oh, yes, I can take it.

But it's unfair.

It's unfair because
I didn't do anything...

and nobody I know
did anything.

Maybe I�m stupid.

I had to take algebra twice.

The only thing I could
understand was geography.

I like geography.

You know what
I always wanted to do?

I wanted to walk down
the Rue de Rivoli.

Have you ever been
to the Rue de Rivoli?
Yes.

I wanted to walk down
the Rue de Rivoli,

and I wanted to buy gloves.

I know the French word
for gloves...

[sobbing]

No, you've got it
all backwards.
What's that?

I was supposed to comfort you,
and you're comforting me.

I'm crying.

Everybody was so afraid
that you might cry.

They were?
Isn't that funny?

[Chuckling]
No.

Sometimes I do.

You better go to bed.
Mm-hmm.

But you're in my bedroom.

Oh.

Weli... I�ll clear out.

Dwight.

Even if you don't like me,

would you please hold onto me
just for a moment longer?

This fellow Julian...

I take it that he's English
and here on some kind
of scientific job.

What's he do, exactly?

[Bridie]
I think professor Jorgenson
should outline his plan...

before we make a decision.

[Jorgenson]
Simply stated, our view,
our strong opinion, is this:

During the last winter
in the northern hemisphere,

rain and snow may have
washed the air, so to speak,

causing the radioactive elements
to fall to the ground more
quickly than anticipated.

But the transfer
of radioactivity to us...

would be progressively
decreased,

and human life could go on here
or, at least, in Antarctica...

that's clear enough,
professor Jorgenson.

It's a hope.

We agree and the government
agrees that it's worth
trying to find out, anyhow.

How far north
could a vessel proceed?

Our recommendation is that
the submarine should go...

as far north in the pacific
as possible,

to point barrow,
and make the necessary
radioactivity readings.

The prime minister's
instruction, incidentally,

is the Sawfish be exposed
to as few dangers as possible.

Commander,
how about ice that far north?

She's no icebreaker.
We can feel our way.

I make it over 13,000 miles
round trip.

Enough power in your reactor
for that, Commander?

I understand there's
a considerable stockpile
of uranium here.

Enough for ten trips
like this.

Wish we had something
we could use it in.

You might try using it
in my car.
[Men chuckling]

Get a load
of the Charlie wheeler.

May I be of assistance?
Yes, I�m looking
for Captain Towers.

I'll try
to locate him
for you.

Paulson, show the lady
to Captain Towers' cabin
on the Melbourne.

Thank you very much.
It's a pleasure.

Right this way,
please.

Relax.

[Wolf whistle]

Captain.

There's, uh...
somebody to see you.

I asked her to wait
in your stateroom.

Oh.
Hello.

A very nice man
asked me to wait here.

I don't think
he knew what to do with me.

That's debatable.

Did you...
did you ask me to visit
your submarine one day?

Hmm... no.
Oh, I couldn't remember.

Oh, in the meantime,
I�ve been snooping.

Regular fish,
these kids.

I'll have to get them
a boat of their own
one of these days.

Sit down.
Thank you.

Here, have a cigarette.

Thank you.

I'm glad you came.

Oh...
I just bet you are.

No, I am.
Really.

And I�ll just bet
that my crew didn't mind
too much either.

Yes, I have
a sneaking suspicion
they didn't mind at all.

[Laughs]
[Knocking]

Come in.

I see they found you.
Oh, Mr. Chrysler.

See if you can find
miss Davidson something
she can wear...

to go down
in the Sawfish.
Yes, Sir.

I, uh...

I take it
you put me to bed.

Yes.
I arrived at that
by deduction.

I asked peter and Mary,
and they didn't.

[Sighs]
I'm afraid I was
a bit of a mess.

You drank too much brandy.
You passed out.

Yes, I�ve been drinking
quite a bit recently.
That's no big secret.

But, you know, I...

I�ve never had it happen
quite like that before.

My obvious job
was to seduce you.

So I suppose
my pride is hurt.

I ought to feel ashamed.

Why did you bother
about me?

There's a regulation
in here somewhere.

It's under "shore duty."

I'll read it to you.
No, tell me.

[Tosses book on shelf]

It says when a young lady
has had so much to drink, she
doesn't know what she's doing,

you put her to bed...
and go back to the ship.

That's what
it says?
That's what it says.

[Knocking]

Yes?

Well, this requires quite
a comprehensive change.
Are you sure about this?

You can't go down in a submarine
in that ballet costume.
[Laughs]

I'll give you five minutes.

Unpack that one next, please.
That one.

Everything under control,
Mr. Osborne?
Oh, I guess so.

Blasted idiots sent me
two wrong components.

I'll have to get them
replaced this afternoon.

As long as they're right
when we sail.
What is he doing here?

Mr. Osborne's been assigned
by the C.S.I. R...

to look after our health
on the trip.
"Health"?

It's your submarine.

Captain...
may I see you a minute, Sir?

Half a second.

Very becoming outfit.
You know, Julian,

they don't allow drinking
on American submarines.

I can't imagine
what else you'd do.
Thanks very much.

What are you going to do?
Oh, keep an eye on the weather.
Check on radiation.

I guess I�m sort
of a scientific cruise director.

Then it can be
dangerous?

I wouldn't know, really.

A relative question
at best, isn't it?

It seems that everybody
I know is going.

I feel left out.

I can sing and dance.

You'll have to excuse me.
The Admiral is up top.
Don't you go away.

[Beeping morse code]

[Beeping continues]
[Typing]

It's the damnedest thing.
Started the day
before yesterday.

Came on again
ten minutes ago, Sir.

Starts and stops.
We've monitored
60 hours so far.

It's weird.
You're sure it's
from San Diego?

Within a 100-mile radius.

It's as close as
we're able to pinpoint it,
without triangulation.

[Beeping continues]
Could it be a kid, somebody
who doesn't know morse?

We've made two words, Sir:
"Water" and "connect."

You know the old story
about an infinite number
of monkeys...

and an infinite number
of typewriters.

One of them has to end up
writing "King Lear."

I may be cracking up
under the strain,
like everybody else,

but this interests me.

It's more than
Jorgenson's theory.
It's a fact.

It's impossible,
but it's a fact.

A radio signal is coming
from around san Diego,
and they shouldn't be.

There shouldn't even be
any power for transmission.

Hydroelectric?
Yes, possibly.

There has to be
an explanation, and I�d
like to know what it is.

Not that I�ll live
any longer for knowing.

[Beeping continues]

How would you like
to track it down?

I'd like it, Sir.
Very well, then.

I've been on
to our electronic wizards.

They tell us you have radio
direction equipment that can
be used from periscope depth.

Is that correct?
Yes.
It hasn't been used much.
We'll have to run some tests.

I'd like it
to be in the pink.

Perhaps you can amuse
yourself around here
a little longer...

until you're ready
to leave.

[Beeping continues]

[Laughs]
Hey!

What did you do that for?
We could have won.

They've had it.

Are they all right?

They're all right,
but they're out of the race.

It's like looking
at a French movie.

[Laughing]

Dr. Fletcher?

What about these pills
they've got,

whatever they are?

They'll be available
from the chemists' shops
on the free list...

when the time comes.

I understand that they
have got them already...

at port Moresby and Darwin.

Apparently.

What's the effect?

Lethargy, then some
euphoria, coma,

then nothing.

In fairly rapid order.

You, uh...

you don't suppose you could
get me a couple?

And... wh-whatever
it is for children?

Not a chance...

until
the time comes.

Sorry, peter.

I'm beginning to twitch
when I hear the word "time."

If for some reason...
I�m not talking about now,
I�m just talking...

if there's one thing
you could do...

no.
No, I know what I mean.

When the dentist
is drilling your tooth,
what do you think about?

The nicest thing?
Sex? Or what?

[Laughs]
Fishing.

Trout fishing
in a clean mountain stream.
You would.

Why not go then,
when you come back?

The season doesn't open
until September. I've asked.
You think I can't fix that?

You think I don't know
important people,

that I spend all my time
with this moldy suburban set?

You can't mean me.
She never bottled like that
before. What happened?

[Laughs]
She bottled us.
I was trying to win.

Taking the race
too seriously, not paying
enough attention to her.

Truth is,
he made a pass at me.

I had to go overboard
in self-defense.
Well, if that...

[squeals,
laughing]
[Towers laughing]

[All chuckling]

I like to see the young folks
enjoying themselves.

[Laughing]
What?

You never wrestle
with me anymore.
What does that mean?

I mean exactly what I say.
You never wrestle
with me anymore.

All right.
Peter, really.

You said I never wrestle.
Never mind...
for now.

[Sighing]

Now, tell them the truth.
But I told them
the truth.

Sharon is the most
terrible liar that...

I think it's absolutely
preposterous.

How much of this Gould Campbell
have we got left, Stevens?

Better than
400 bottles, Sir.

And in its prime.
Shocking. Shocking!

Four-hundred bottles
of vintage port
in the cellars...

and barely
five months to go.

Five months, mark you!
If what these scientist chaps
say is right.

I think it needs
another year, actually.

I blame the wine committee
very much.

Very much, indeed.

Should have had
more foresight.

How can the members
be expected to get through
400 bottles of port...

in five months' time?

Bad planning, I say.
Ridiculous.

I'll take another bottle home
with me today, Stevens.
Yes, Sir.

Sir Douglas Froude
is expecting me.

I believe he's
in the bar, Sir.
Thank you.

Yes, I�ve heard
about those pills.

This cruise is developing
into something bigger
than I thought.

I may not be here
when it happens.

I understand,
but if dr. Fletcher
can't get them for you...

I�m not certain I can.

I've tried everything else.
You're my last hope.

You're convinced you want Mary
to have them now?

I've thought about it
a great deal. Yes, Sir.
Yes, I do.

Hmm. I'm not certain
you're right...

but considering Mary...

I don't know how much weight
I carry with the government
in my old age.

There's a lot of bureaucracy
still, you know?
Even in death.

But take this around anyway
and see what happens.

Thank you.

The wine committee is mad,
absolutely mad.

Four hundred bottles
of vintage port.

Too late.
Too late.

Sorry, Dykers.
Good show. Carry on.

[Laughs]

As a matter of fact,
the whole thing is due
to the wine committee...

having failed to conserve
their supplies properly.

If they'd only regulated
their...

oh, how nice.

Have you noticed Moira
isn't drinking so much?
I wonder why?

No, I hadn't noticed.

Peter?
Mm-hmm?

Could we afford
an electric mower
for the lawn?

A very little one
I could start myself
while you're away?

Doris Haymes has one.

She does?

Well, she's cut the cord
three times and nearly
electrocuted herself.

Besides, darling,
I doubt there's any left.

What's that?

Sit down.
Sit down.

This is something
I want you to know about
before I go.

You're going to be serious?

I wish you wouldn't.

I wish
I didn't have to be.

Now, darling, this is
a big cruise we're going on.

There will be mines
and ice to contend with.

Peter, I knew when I married you
that you were going
to be a naval officer.

My father died at sea.
You know that.

We just don't have to
discuss it, do we?

We have to discuss this,
Mary, because there isn't
any tradition for this.

Peter...
you're going to listen
whether you like it or not.

Now, this is
a special kind of...

sleeping pill.

I had a devil of a time
getting them,

but I wanted you
to have them on hand...

and make sure you knew
how to use them.

What happens
with the radiation
is that you get ill.

You start feeling sick,

and then you are sick...

and you go on
being sick.

You can't
keep anything down.

You may feel better
for a while, but it
always comes back.

You get weaker.

And this cures it?

Darling, you know
nothing cures it.

This ends it.

But, peter...

however ill I was,

I couldn't do that.

Who'd look after Jennifer?

Jenny will get it too.

You're not trying to tell me
you want me to kill Jennifer?

Mary, don't be an idiot!
Supposing you get it first?

What are you going to do?
Struggle by yourself
until you drop?

Jenny might live for days
and be helpless in her crib
with you dead on the floor!

Don't you see that?
Don't you see it?

Darling...
I�m sorry.

I can't
believe it myself
half the time.

Let's not discuss it
any more right now, peter.

Anyway, Mrs. Hildreth's
husband was talking
to someone the other day...

who said it isn't
coming here after all.

He says it's slowing...
for god's sake,
Hildreth's a damn fool!

## [dance band]

## [continues]

let's go.

Would you like
another drink?

No, let's go
for a walk.

All right.

[Traffic whistle blowing,
horses clopping]

You know,
I think I�ve discovered
why you fascinate me.

Shall I tell you?

Uh-huh.

Because you take me
for granted.

I know women aren't supposed
to like that sort of thing,
but somehow I do.

I've been treated
in every other way...

like a child...

and sometimes like...

like things
I�ve probably deserved...

but I�ve never
been pushed around
in such a nice way...

and treated
something like a wife.

I suppose what I mean is...
like an American wife.

Moira, this isn't
going to do us any...
no, hear me out.

I was hurt at first
when I realized you were
mixing me up with Sharon.

And then I realized that
it was one of the nicest things
that could happen to me.

I wouldn't really mind
if you could forget
entirely who I am.

I don't like myself
very much anyway.

Wouldn't you like to try?

[Streetcar bell rings,
traffic whistle blowing]

No.

It seemed
like a good idea.

I suppose it wasn't.

There's a train leaving
at 10:50.

I think I�ll take it.

[Horn honking]

You see, in the navy,
during the war,

I got used to the idea
that something might happen
to me, I might not make it.

I also got used
to the idea...

of my wife and children...

safe at home.

They'd be all right,
no matter what.

What I didn't reckon with
was that in this...

this kind of a monstrous war...

something might happen
to them...

and not to me.

Well, it did...

and I can't...

I can't cope with it.

My kids...

all the planning
since the day
they were born.

Sharon...
Sharon and I, we...

weli...

see, we were the sort
of people who...

we would have been happy
to grow old together.

I-I can't accept it.
I can't...

does that make any sense?
Do you understand?

Yes.

It makes sense.
[Horn honks]

I understand.

Good night.

[Horn honks,
whistle blows]

[Train departing]

[Chuckles]

I am sorry
to see this.

And you were doing
so much better too.

I would like to come in,
whatever this is.

An opium den
more than likely.

How on earth
did you find me?
[Chuckles]

What is it?
It's a Ferrari.

Does it run?
"Does it run?"

She won the grand prix
last year.

Bought it from
Simonelli's widow. Gave her
a hundred quid for it.

What are you going
to do with it?
Race it, of course.

You?
Me.
You needn't sound
so pessimistic.

I've always wanted to,
just never could afford it.

Sixth of august,
if the Commander gets me
back in time.

You're going
to kill yourself.

It's possible.

Julian?
Hmm?

When was it you were
in love with me and I...

and you were so stupid
about it?

[Chuckles]
And I was so stupid
about it.

You should have grabbed me.
I'm about to be extinct.

I came here tonight, Julian,
because I want to know...

are you stili...

I�m serious.

In a normal world,
I think I would still
be in love with you.

Yes or no, Julian?

But lately,
with so little time left,

my sense of values
seem to have changed.

No, then?

I'm such a fake, such a lot
of meaningless talk.

Now, now,
don't say that.
Yes, it's true.

There have been men,
lots of men.

Every time one fell out,
there was always
a replacement.

But not one of them
meant anything to me.

I can't pretend
any longer, Julian.

I'm afraid.

I have nobody,
and I�m afraid.

What about Dwight?

He's married.

He's married
to a girl named Sharon,

and they have two children.
Mm-hmm, I know.

[Sighs]
But if things were different,

if she were alive,

I�d do anything...

any mean trick I know
to get him.

[Sighs]
Even if I could make him forget,

there isn't time.

No time to love...

and nothing to remember.

Nothing worth remembering.

[Sighs]

I can't go home tonight,
Julian.

May I stay here with you?

It's late, and I have
to pick up some things
before we leave.

Leave...
you're leaving?

At 6:00 this morning.

He didn't tell you.

Come on.

I'll take you home.

Depth: 56 feet, Sir.

I recommend course 045,
Captain.

Right rudder,
new course: 045.

[Helmsman] right rudder,
new course: 045, Sir.
Check sonar.

Fogerty,
how's it look topside?

All clear for about a mile,
scattered icebergs.

Well, this looks
like the spot.

All stop.
[Helmsman]
All stop.

Up periscope.

Okay.
I got point barrow.

Bearing:
130 relative.

Distance:
About seven miles.
Aye, aye, Sir.

All right, Mr. Osborne.
You can take your
readings now.

Chief,
raise the E.C.M.
Aye, aye, Sir.

E.C.M. Fully extended, Sir.

[Buzzing]

[Continues buzzing]

It's hot,
isn't it?

It's hotter than it is
in mid-pacific,

at least 30 points
in the red.

That takes care
of Jorgenson�s theory.

Well, we've got
another job to do.

Let's get the hell
out of here.

What's the course, Bob?
Um, 225, Sir.

Down periscope
and E.C.M.

Course 225.
All ahead, standard.
Take her to 100 feet.

[Helmsman] course 225.
All ahead, standard.
Just like that?

[Helmsman]
Take her to 100 feet, Sir.

Fogerty, will you get us
out of this deep freeze?

When we're clear
of Bering strait,

set a course
for San Francisco.
Aye, aye, Sir.

Julian?

Hmm?

You ever been
to San Francisco?

Yes, I have.

A week on the way down.

Met a lovely girl.

Longest, loveliest legs
I�ve ever seen.

Full of martinis,
both of them.

The legs, I mean.

It got to you,
didn't it?

You know...

I�ve, uh,
been trying to...

get Mary
to face up to it...

to make her understand
what has to be done
when the time comes.

But, uh...

she won't.

She just won't.

And I don't know
what I�m gonna do.

I don't think you'll have
to worry about Mary.

Oh, you don't know, Julian.
You just don't know.

You didn't see her face
when I told her...

she'd have to give Jennifer
one of those pills if it
happened before I got back.

You'd have thought I was
a murderer or something.

All I was doing was
what I felt I had to do.

How do you tell a woman
you love that she has to
kill herself and her baby?

How do you do it?

I envy you.

You envy me, do you?

You have someone
to worry about.

I never envied anyone before.

Never really believed in it.

But you, yes, I do.
I envy you.

You have a wife and a child,

nappies to change.

[Closes lighter]
You have a lot to remember.

You're fortunate
to have someone
to worry about.

There are those who don't,
you know?

I mean, have anyone
to worry about.

Moira, for one.

Myself, for another.

We let it all go by the boards.
It's too late now.

But you...
you've had it all.

And I�ll thank you not
to bother me with any more
of your blubbering.

I don't know why
I like you so much, Peter.

You can be such
an intolerable ass.

Julian?

Julian?

Now what the devil?

[Inhales]
Thanks.

[Laughing]

What are you standing there
looking so silly for?

I don't know.
I just don't know.

You're not losing your mind
or something, are you?
[Laughs]

No, I don't think so.

You know...

if I can get back in time,
I don't think I�ll complain
about a thing.

I think I could change
Jennifer 24 hours a day
and never complain.

Alcatraz island
on port beam, Sir.
Range: 800 yards.

[Helmsman]
Suggest we come right
ten degrees, Sir.

[Captain] right ten degrees.
[Helmsman]
Right ten degrees, Sir.

New course: 160.

All stop.
[Helmsman]
All stop.
[Bell rings]

Up both periscopes.

Captain, San Francisco
is Yeoman Swain's hometown.
He wants to take a look.

Okay, let him look.

[Morse code beeping]

Still doesn't make any sense.
Down San Diego way,
all right.

[Typing]
[Beeping
continues]

It's got
to be hydroelectric.
Where could it be?

Probably in one
of the refineries
along the coast.

They've got
the transmitters
and lots of juice.

See your house, rob?

No, Sir.

You couldn't see it
from here anyway.

It's up in the hills.

Seen enough?

Yes, Sir.
Thank you.

You know...

I keep expecting
to see more damage.

There's no people.

I wonder
where they are?

Dogs go somewhere to die.

They don't want anybody
to look at them.

Maybe people
do the same thing...
go to bed.

[Footsteps approaching]
Captain!

Swain's out
through the escape trunk, Sir.

"Out"?

Secure the loading hatch.
Drain the escape trunk.

Why didn't somebody stop him?
Raise the boat!

Give me that.

Swain, this is the Captain.

Hear this.
Don't be a damn fool,
swain!

Come back right now,
and we'll take you aboard.

But I mean right now!

Swain, do you hear me?
Swain!

I got a date
on market street,
Captain.

I'm going home!

Mr. Osborne.

How long can he
last out there?

Oh, three or four days,
a week.

Depends on the individual.

We'd be safe
to take him back
up till when?

Up to not more
than a few hours.

Certainly not after he's eaten
or drunk something ashore.

Then you might as well
take a time bomb aboard.

It'll be dark
in about an hour.

We'll set on the bottom
for the night.

Secure the diving stations.

Underway at 7:30.

Good morning, swain.
Hi, Captain.

I thought you'd gone.

Catch anything?
No, just started.

Always do though,
out here.

How are you feeling?

Okay.

My stomach was upset last night,
but I got some alka-seltzer
from the drugstore.

I must have swallowed
some salt water.

What's it like...
in town?

Everybody's dead, I guess.

My folks are.

I didn't look much
after I saw a few.

Hey, I got a case
of good beer,
if you want any.

[Captain]
No, thanks.

Captain, how long is it
before I feel anything?

A few days, a week.

There's no rule.

Well, the weather's okay,
if the wind would die down
a little.

Captain,
I didn't mean any disrespect
or anything yesterday.

I want you to understand that,
but...

I�d rather be home here
to have it than in Australia.

You know what I mean?

I know what you mean.

Is there anything you want
before we go?

I'm okay.

[Captain]
We won't be coming back.

I know.

You'll get... pretty sick.

Have you got anything to take?

I got 200 drugstores
to choose from.

Good luck.

Okay.
Take it easy.

Watch the suck
of the props now.

[Water gushing]

[Gushing continues]

[Morse code beeping]

[Beeping continues]

No soap, Sir?
Gibberish.

Can't make out a thing.
I don't know what
the hell it is.

[Beeping continues]
Stay with it.
Got to be somebody.

[Beeping continues]

You know,
one of us was the last man
to see San Francisco;

the last man alive
next to swain, that is,
and we didn't see much.

Somebody ought to write
a history of the war.

What are you bucking for,
a whole chapter to yourself?

I doubt anyone
could put it
all together.

If they do,
I�d like to read it.

I was in it for a while,
and I didn't know anything
about it.

I don't even know
who started it.
I wish
somebody had stopped it.

The people on mars
probably saw
what happened.

When things cool off,
they'll probably come down
and take over.

How about that,
professor?
Any chance?

They might have the means
of paying our corpse a visit,

but I shouldn't advise it
for a long time.

Who do you think
started it,
the war?

Albert Einstein.
[Scoffs]
You're kidding.

Do you really want to know
who I think started the war?
Yeah.

Why?
You're an egghead,
aren't you?

[Men chuckling]

Who would ever have believed
that human beings would be
stupid enough...

to blow themselves
off the face of the earth?

I don't believe it
even now.

We didn't want a war.
We didn't start it.
How did it start?

The trouble with you is
you want a simple answer,

and there isn't any.

The war started
when people accepted
the idiotic principle...

that peace
could be maintained...

by arranging to defend
themselves with weapons
they couldn't possibly use...

without committing suicide.

Everybody had an atomic bomb
and counter-bombs
and counter-counter bombs.

The devices outgrew us.
We couldn't control them.

I know.

I helped build them.
God help me.

Somewhere some poor bloke...

probably looked
at a radar screen
and thought he saw something.

He knew that if he hesitated
one thousandth of a second...

his own country would be
wiped off the map, so...

so he pushed a button...

and... and...

the world went...

crazy...

and... and...

what's with him?

Maybe we
shouldn't ask him
any more questions.

What's new
from San Diego,
Sundstrom?

Still can't
make it out, Sir.
We'll be there soon enough.

Oh, uh...
oh, Lungren.

Sir?
Mr. Osborne
is doing a good job
for us.

He's not used to
this kind of duty.

He's not feeling well,
just a little
claustrophobia.

Beg your pardon, Sir?
Oh.
Professor needs a drink.

He's a civilian.
He's used to a shot
or two before dinner.

See what you can find
in the medical locker.

The closer you can come
to scotch, the better.
Yes, Sir.

Pull it tighter!

Now I want you back here
in one hour.

Ditch the boat, the suit,
the tank, everything.

And take a shower in the trunk
for ten minutes.

And no souvenirs.

All I want to see come
through that hatch is you.

As naked as a baby,
understand?

We'll give you a blast
every quarter hour.

When you hear
the third quarter, get!

I don't care
if you find a tribe
of beautiful girls, eager!

Get! And I mean it.

Fan your tail for home.

He's away.

Check Jones.

Sundstrom's away.
Still getting that signal?

[Beeping over earphones]
Off and on. They never went
to radio school, those spooks,

that's for sure.

[Beeping continues]

[Horn blaring]

[Machines whirring]

[Whirring]

[Continues whirring]

[Continues whirring]

[Horn blaring]

[Morse code beeping]

[Beeping continues]

[Beeping continues]

[Beeping continues]

[Beeping continues]

[Beeping continues]

[Beeping]

[Continues beeping]

[Continues beeping]

[Beeping continues]

[Window shade billowing]

[Sending morse code]

[Morse code beeping,
crewman typing]

[Chuckling]

Amazing equipment
to last like that.

[Beeping continues]

Wind.
Window shade tugging
on a coke bottle.

[Beeping continues]

Say, what time is it
in Melbourne?

1500, Sir.

I hope old Bridie's
listening.
[Laughing]

[Submarine horn blaring]

[Submarine horn blaring]

[Machines whirring]

[Whirring slows down]

She's beautiful,
isn't she?
Mm-hmm,
so full of life.

Here you are, baby.
She always waits
for the sugar.

She knows she won't get it
if she doesn't.

Go on, get out.
Get.
I'll bet she would.

I'll bet if she sat down
and refused to do anything,

she'd still get the sugar.

He should be coming home
any day now.

I'm not sure.
Have you missed him?

Terribly.
Then why don't you
tell him?

Dwight?

[Sighs]
Oh, what a thing
to do to me.

I'd given you up.

I thought
the polar bears had you.
[Chuckles]

Don't you ever do that
to me again, leave me
without telling me.

I don't think I will.

You're thinner.
You're not ill?

No, no, a little tired.
I'm all right.

You're sure
about that?
I'm positive,
miss Davidson.

I'm absolutely positive.

Why didn't you telephone,
let me come and meet you
at the station?

I thought I�d walk.
I wanted the air.

Is your invitation
to spread a little fertilizer
still open?

[Laughs]

Can you stay
for a few days?

If you've got room for me.

I'd build a house
if I didn't.

[Jennifer cooing]

[Cooing continues]

Peter... Peter, I...
oh, darling,
I�ll never leave you again.

[Engine revving loudly]

[Turns engine off]

You might as well
run a railway train
through here.

I beg your pardon?
There's no need
to frighten all the animals.

Sorry, sorry.

Julian.

Hello, hello.

The Admiral told me
I�d find you here.

I thought you might want to have
a look at this report of mine
before I have it typed.

I'm sure it'll be all right.
You don't have
to be so noisy.

The cows won't give
any milk for a week.
He just said that.

So this is the Ferrari?
What will she do?

I don't really know yet,
but I�ll find out on Saturday.

You are coming to the race,
aren't you?
Well, I�d like to.

Will there be much
of a crowd?
Oh, I shouldn't think so.

It's a question of transport
for most people.

Besides,
nobody cares who wins.

I suppose you think
you're going to?

I might.
It's the fastest car, you know.

Commander, there's
a telephone call
for you.

Oh, all right.
Uh, be right back.

Julian,
this is ridiculous.

Why are you doing it?
Because I want to.

I can't think
of a better reason.

You think
it's that funny?

Well, in view of things,
don't you?

"From: United states
naval forces, Brisbane.

"To: Commander D.L. Towers,
U.S. N, U.S.S. Sawfish.

"1: On the retirement
of the present Commander U.S.
Naval forces at this date,

"you will immediately
and henceforth assume
the duty of...

Commander U.S. Naval forces
in all areas."

I guess this
makes you an Admiral,
if you want to be one.

Congratulations.

Thank you, Sir.

May I dictate something
to your secretary?

Yes, I could let you
dictate something to her,

but I tried to get through
to Brisbane myself
half an hour ago.

There was no reply.
They've closed up.

I see.

Well, thank you, Sir.

[Hangs up receiver]

[Tires squealing]

[Tires squealing]

He's moving up.

I wish he'd
be more careful.
It's not that important.

[Race cars passing]

It is to him.

[Tires screeching]

[Tires screeching]

He almost had it that time.
I can't watch much more.
Is Julian all right?

He's all right.
He's back on the track.

[Race car approaching]

Julian!

He doesn't make
the slightest bit
of sense.

He's never been
in a race before.
He won it, didn't he?

I had lunch
with Admiral Bridie
yesterday.

He told me that somebody
brought pressure to bear...

and got the trout season
moved up.

It opens tomorrow.

Why don't we
have a crack at it,

go up to the mountains
for a few days?

When?
Now.

I know just the spot.

It's nice, quiet
and peaceful.

[All]
# Waltzing Matilda
waltzing Matilda#

# You'll come a-waltzing matild
with me#

# And he sang as he watched#

# And waited
till his billy boiled#

# You'll come a-waltzing matild
with me#

## [continues]
Will you let loose
of your line?

## [continues]

# And he sang as he stowed that
jumbuck in his tucker-bag#

# You'll come a-waltzing matild
with me#

# Waltzing Matilda
waltzing Matilda#

# You'll come a-waltzing matild
with me#

# And he sang as he stowed that
jumbuck in his tucker-bag#

# You'll come a-waltzing matild
with me#

# Up rode the squatter
mounted on his thoroughbred#

# Down came the troopers
one, two, three#

# Where's that jolly jumbuck
you've got in your
tucker-bag#

# You'll come a-waltzing matild
with me#

# Waltzing Matilda
waltzing Matilda#

[Laughing]
# You'll come a-waltzing matild
with me#

## [continues]

[Thunder rumbling]

# Waltzing Matilda
waltzing Matilda#

# You'll come a-waltzing matild
with me#

## [continues]

## [singing, laughing
continue]

[Thunder continues]

# You'll come a-waltzing matild
with me#

# Waltzing Matilda
waltzing Matilda#

# You'll come a-waltzing
Matilda#

# With me#

# And he sang as he watched#

# And waited till
his billy boiled#

# You'll come a-waltzing matild
with me#

# Down came a jumbuck
to drink at that billabong#

# Up jumped the swagman#

# And grabbed him with glee#

# And he sang as he stowed that
jumbuck in his tucker-bag#

# You'll come a-waltzing matild
with me#

# Waltzing Matilda
waltzing Matilda#
[Thunderclap]

# You'll come a-waltzing matild
with me#

[Thunder continues]

## [continues]

# You'll come a-waltzing matild
with me#

## [continues, raucous]

[Men laughing]

I'll build up the fire.

# You'll come a-waltzing matild
with me#

[Man]
# Up jumped the swagman
sprang into that billabong#

# You'll never take me alive#

# Said he#

# And his ghost may be heard#

# As you pass by
that billabong#

# You'll never take me alive#

# Said he#

[Men]
# Waltzing Matilda#

# Waltzing Matilda#

# You'll come a-waltzing
Matilda#

# With me#

# And his ghost may be heard#

# As you pass by
that billabong#

# You'll come a-waltzing#

# Matilda#

# With me##

Captain.

You'd better have a look
at Ackerman.

Ackerman?
What's wrong with him?

The doctor says
he's in a bad way.

You'd better have
a look at him.

I'll go right down.

Do that again, baby,
will ya?
[Chuckles]

Hello, Ackerman.
Hello, Captain.

Well, how are you feeling?

Oh, I�m okay,
except I�m a little weak.

Can't seem to keep anything
in my stomach yet.

Guess I hoisted
a few too many beers
the other night.

You know, I don't know what
the kangaroos are putting
in the brew nowadays,

but I can sure tell you
what it tastes like.

Well, you just
take it easy.
Yeah.

You'll be perfectly okay.

Dr. King here
will look after you.
I'll do fine.

Any chance that he's right?
He just had a few too many?

No, he has the full range
of symptoms.

It's radiation.

Well, why...

why this one case
all of the sudden?

Why? Why not?
It's here.

It had to hit somebody first.
It hit this lad.

We're not machines.
We're not going to fall over
in rows, you know.

Anything you can do
for him?
No...

except make him
as comfortable
as possible.

This thing is coming sooner
than we thought.

I'm a little
off balance.

I'm terribly sorry
if it's inconvenient,

but I�m afraid I can't be
held responsible for that.

I never predicted
the precise date.

No, I don't think
we have a freak case here,
Commander.

I've been getting very irritable
myself, as you can see.

[Sighs]
It's one of the first symptoms.

## [band]

## [stops]

O lord, give us
the strength.

Help us to understand the reason
for this madness on earth,

the reason why we have
destroyed ourselves.

Give us the courage
to bear thy will,

and when the end is upon us,

give us thy hand
and show us the way...

that we may better understand
that only you can give...

and only you can take away.

Forgive those of us
who are weak,

as we forgive each other.

For Jesus' sake. Amen.

[Man]
Simpson, john.

Jones: Norman, molly,
Kenneth and Kim.

[Horse approaching]

Dickson, George and Lola.

[Knocking on window]

You all know the situation.

I've given leave
to many of you, to stay here
for personal reasons.

It's understandable why some
of you might prefer this.

I think that the rest of you
are entitled to decide
what you'd like to do.

I'd like you
to think about it.
Take a vote if you need to.

Give me your decision
by this evening.

I think that's all.

Captain.

We've already taken a vote.

We'd like to head for home.

[Buzzing]

Just give it to me straight.
How much longer?

We're 15 points
in the red.

Up three and a half
since last night.

[Continues buzzing]

[Turns off instrument,
buzzing stops]

I suppose you've heard
about Mary.

No. What?
Quite irrational.

Peter came in Sunday
to find her packing
for a trip back to England,

taking Jennifer.

I'm sorry to hear that.

She's a bit calmer now,
doctor and all that.

Dwight?
Yes?

What about Moira?

I want to stay with her
right to the end,

but I had to leave it
to the men.

We're going.
Oh.

When do you leave?

In a day,
two at the most.

You might not have
that much time.
Yes, I know.

I've got to see her
right away.

So long, Julian.

God bless.

Hosgood?

Hosgood?

Yes, Sir?

It looks as if
we've had it, Hosgood.

Would you like shore leave
or are you staying aboard?

I'm remaining aboard, Sir.

Would you have a glass
of sherry with an old man?

No, Sir,

but I would very much like
to have one with you...

Sir.

There's one thing that
always bothered me, Hosgood.

A girl like you...
why no young men?

They never asked me.

I guess maybe
it was the uniform.

[Glasses clink]

To a blind...

blind world.

[Jennifer crying]

[Crying continues]

I think I can get Mrs. Andrews
to help me out with Jennifer.

[Crying]
Yes, but if you need anything,
you'd better call me.

I'm sure she'll be all right,
but I wish there was something
I could do for Mary.

[Phone ringing,
Jennifer cooing]

Mary. Mary.

[Cooing
continues]
Moira, it's for you.

Hello. Dwight.

Oh, yes, I�ll be there!
Right away, Dwight!

I'll be there!
[Hangs receiver up]

[Door slams shut]

## [band]

## [continues]

[Tosses screwdriver]

[Starts engine]

[Revving engine]

[Engine idling]

Moira!

Oh, you're not going.

You're staying.
You're staying.
No.

I'm going.

But the Sawfish...
just across the bay...

at the fuel depot.

The men want to try
to get home.

I can't explain it.

Then I suppose that...
the time has come to say,

"it's been nice,
Dwight Lionel.

It's been everything."

Oh, Dwight,
I�m so frightened.

[Crying]
I know.

I'm so sorry
for so many things.

I love you, Moira.

I love you.

I love you.

Mary.

Mary.

I love you.

Did you say something,
Peter?

I didn't hear.

I said, "I love you."

I-I feel so strange.

You remember the first time
we ever met?

[Chuckles]

It was on the beach.

I thought you were
everything I�d ever
dreamed about,

everything
I ever wanted.

I thought
you were so underfed.

Every day after that,
I went to the beach,

but you were
never there.

I had the flu.
My mother made me
stay at home.

I looked for you.
[Laughs]

I looked for you so.

Did you suffer horribly?
[Laughing]

Oh, Mary,
you'll never know.

Did you really?

I thought I couldn't bear it
if I didn't see you again.

I'd about given up hope,

but one day...

there you were.

Now it's all over,
isn't it?

Mm-hmm, it's all over.

And I want you
to know...

that I could never have
been happy with anyone
in the world but you.

I've loved you, Peter.

I've been foolish,

and I haven't
been practical,

but I�ve loved you so much.

So much.

We've been happy
and fortunate.

And Jennifer...

she'll never
have the chance.

She'll never know
what love is.

Peter, Peter,
you'll see that she's...
I will, I will.

[Softly]
Darling...

[softly]
God!

God forgive us.

Peter...

I think I�ll have
that cup of tea now.

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