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Rachel: — We’ll need another
20 amps for a new circuit,

— at least 3 more laptops, and 4 external hard drives.

— Yes, ma’am.
— You can leave that right there.

— Thank you. — Yes, ma’am.
— Well ?

— They’re gonna get us what we need.

[ Door opens ]

— If you mean to do this,

— we’re gonna need a much more
comprehensive cooling system

— for the specimens.

— And I have told them as much.

— Vials, syringes– we’re running low on everything.

— Quincy, I know.

— We will replenish once we get to Guantanamo Bay.

— I’m going to ask you a question,
and I want you to listen to me.

— Go ahead.

— You’re working 20 hours a day, you’re not sleeping.

— This is a marathon, not a sprint.

— Let me go off-ship this time.

— I’ll think about it.

— Ready ! Up !

— Fire !

— Fire !

— Fire !

— Fire !

— Fire ! Ready ! Halt !

— Head shot !

— Weapons on safe !

— Like I said, keep that right arm locked,

— and make sure you lean into that recoil.

— Yes, sir.

— Next group !
— How they looking ?

— Janowitz has an eye, Harris and Cossetti have the balls.

— Depends on what we’re gonna need out there, sir.

— Balls. We need the balls.

— Yes, sir.

— Tac Team 1– advance !

— Tac 2, let’s go !

— Advance !

— Damn it, Miller !

— Muzzle down !

— Sorry, sir !

— Sorry’s not gonna do nettles any good

— when you shoot his head off at Gitmo !

— Now Tac 1, Tac 2 reset ! Do it again !

— It’s gonna take time, sir.

— Time is something we don’t have.

— Every day we don’t come home with a vaccine

— is a day another half a million people die.

— I just want to make sure they’re ready.

— You’ll get them there.

— Yes, sir.

— Tac Team 1– advance !

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[ Static ]

— You will operate on three-man
watch teams, 10-hour shifts.

— Captain wants a complete log of every transmission.

— You may be hearing emergency broadcast

— and ham-radio distress calls from around the world,

— but we do not, under any circumstances,

— respond or transmit.

— Strict EMCON. Our position must remain secure.

— So the Russians are still following us.

— We don’t know that.

— Well, somebody shot a nuke over our heads outside France.

— You been in CIC the last five days ?

— Yes, ma’am.

— Were there any surface or subsurface contacts ?

— No, ma’am.

— Then let’s not start spreading rumors.

— They can be as contagious as the virus.

— This room will be restricted access–

— comms specialists only. Got it ?

— Yes, ma’am.

— Chief Engineer, give me a status !

— Sir, the fuel from the cruise ship

— is absolutely filthy and just keeps degrading.

— If we don’t hit pay dirt at Gitmo,
we might as well break out the oars.

— All right, well, we don’t want
to burn through our nozzles.

— Better take a couple engines offline.

— No can do, sir.

— CO’s ordered flank speed all the way to Gitmo.

— And he’s up to date on the condition of the fuel ?

— He is, sir.

— Here you go, boy.

— How’s training going ?

— Well, I don’t know exactly what we’re training for.

— Just gonna find a bunch of corpses.

— Must be tough, having to train
someone to replace Frankie.

— I’m getting sick of this crap.

— I hope we find something other than mashed potatoes

— and cling peaches in Cuba.

[ Whistles ]

[ Dog barks ] — Danny…

— What ?

— You’re not dealing.

— Frankie’s dead.

— So are my parents, probably, and so are yours,

— everyone else’s in the whole damn world.

— So what exactly is the proper way for me to be dealing ?

[ Door opens, closes ]

Man: — We’re low on food, low on water.

— We need help.

— We’re in a warehouse off of Route 17.

— I’m with my two boys, so–

Woman: — … my voice.

— We need medical assistance, please.

— We are right off…

Miller: — I don’t really feel comfortable

— speaking in public, but…

— I just wanted to say something about my mother,

— who’s in Iowa, somewhere, I hope.

— God, please look over her and keep her safe.

Jeter: — What’s her name, son ?

— Barbara.

— Barbara Miller.

— This is her.

— I’d like to say a prayer for my boyfriend.

— His name’s Mickey.

— Well, his real name’s Morris.

— Uh, he…

— he hates having his picture taken, so, um…

— I’ve just got this one.

— It’s a– it’s a selfie.

— This is my father, Paul, my brothers Nate and Ronnie.

— Couldn’t get through to them,
so I don’t know where they are.

— Like most of us, I guess.

— But, um…

— what keeps me going is the idea

— that we might be able to help them somehow.

— You know, maybe there was a reason

— we were out there in the Arctic all that time.

— Maybe this is God’s plan for us.

— Amen to that.

All: — Amen.

Rachel: — The rules of the virus are these–

— it’s airborne, which means you can get it

— from anyone who’s a carrier–

— anyone manifesting the disease,
even a recently deceased corpse.

— Typical symptoms are lethargy and a cough,

— followed by bleeding sores and hemorrhaging,

— ending in dementia and total blood loss.

— How long is the incubation period ?

— Three to five days.

— At least, that’s what I understood

— from my last contact with the CDC.

— And when was that ?

— Three weeks ago, when we were still up in the Arctic.

— A-are you saying the incubation period can change ?

— The virus has been mutating for some time,

— although I believe that now that
it’s been artificially altered,

— it’s been stabilized.

— You “believe”.

— What about animals ?

— If you’re concerned about Halsey,

— dogs happen to be immune.

— Other animals can contract the disease.

— They just can’t transmit it to humans.

— Thought the birds from the Arctic

— were the original carriers.

— The birds were the original carriers.

— The virus jumped,

— probably from their feces to a mammal

— before mutating and landing on us.

— After several mutations, it was artificially altered.

— It is that version of the mutated strain

— that is currently devastating our planet.

— So, CBR gear at all times, except outside in open spaces,

— masks can be off to preserve your oxygen.

— And inside ?

— One infected person could jeopardize this entire ship…

— simply by breathing.

— Question– Before we send our men into a hot zone,

— if the virus keeps mutating

— and you haven’t heard from homeland in almost a month,

— how could you be sure of what you’re so sure of ?

— If I had any doubt about what I was saying…

— I would tell you.

— I would hope so.

— I see you’ve cooled off.

— I’m fine.

— What was that ?

— Just asking questions.

— You were undermining her in front of the officers.

— I know, Mike.

— She lied to us for four months.

— Yeah, and while she was talking to home every week,

— we didn’t even get a chance to warn our families.

— We’re just supposed to get over that ?

— Yeah, we are.

[ Sighs deeply ]

— Well, she’s got a long way to go
before she earns my trust.

— That’s all.

— What about me ?

— There’s no Navy, no infrastructure,

— no food or fuel supply.

— We don’t know what we’re gonna find anywhere we go,

— and we’re gonna have to
improvise every step of the way.

— Now, I’m gonna need my XO–

— To fall in line ?

— To execute…

— whether or not he agrees with my decisions.

— Now, I’m gonna ask you one time and one time only–

— Are you with me ?

— I took an oath, and I still respect the chain of command.

— That wasn’t my question.

— I’m with you.

[ Scoffs ]

— You really think she can do this ?

— She’s the only hope we got.

[ Radio chatter ]

Man: — Coming over Gitmo now.

— Negative visual contact.

— Negative movement.

— Where is everybody ?

— Same on thermals.

— We have zero, copy, zero ground movement.

— There were 9,000 people stationed there.

— The food warehouse and the
hospital are pretty spread out.

— Fuel rig’s all the way up there.

— That’s why we’re gonna go with three teams.

— I’ll take the food warehouse.

— You’ll get the hospital. Fuel team ready ?

— We are, sir.

— Stay frosty.

— Something about this doesn’t feel right.

— Yes, sir.

— You’re absolutely the most
obstinate person I’ve ever met.

— You know that, don’t you ?

— Well, I don’t know everyone that you’ve ever met.

— It’s insane.

— If I let you go, you’ll be out there all week.

— You’re too meticulous, Quince.

— What if something happens to you ?

— He’s right. We can’t risk you leaving the ship.

— Thank you. I’ll get my suit.

— Not so fast, Dr. Tophet.

— We can’t risk either one of you.

Quincy: — That’s flattering, but–

— How do you plan on getting us the supplies ?

— I mean, not to underestimate your men’s capabilities,

— but it’s highly unlikely they’re going to be able

— to identify what we need.

— We can knock an ICBM out of the sky.

— I think we can handle this.

— An officer will escort you both to CIC.

— And what about you, Captain ?

— What if something happens to you ?

— The mission will go on

— in Commander Slattery’s very capable hands.

— After last night’s performance, I’m not so sure.

— Well…

— we’re all out on a limb here, aren’t we ?

[ Indistinct conversation ]

— Vulture Team is feet dry on the east beach.

— Proceed to first objective.

— Approaching the south gate.

[ Indistinct conversations ]

— Cobra Team is approaching the hospital.

— Over here.

[ Conversations continue ]

— We’ve attached a helmet cam to Lieutenant Green.

— We can see everything he does
and communicate to him by UHF

— so you get exactly what you need.

— It’ll be fine.

— That’s my chair.

— Look, I understand

— that people aren’t particularly thrilled with me,

— but I had orders from the Pentagon.

— We understand orders.

— We follow them every day.

— Let’s go.

— Whoa. Whoa. Masks on. Masks on.

Man: — All right, mask up.

— We got 60 minutes of air, max conserve.

— Chief Lynn, XO– Fuel Team’s approaching the rigs.

— Expect to receive fuel within 15 minutes.

Lynn: — Roger, XO.

— We need to find the valve wheel.

— Couldn’t have gone far.

Chandler: — Vulture Team heading through south sector.

— All’s quiet.

[ Clatter ]

[ Bird squawking ]

— Well, you’re bucking for a
silver star, aren’t you, Miller ?

— Can’t teach courage like that.

— Follow our lead.

— We’ll be in and out in less than an hour.

— Too much ?

— Just enough.

— Don’t touch that.

— You discharge that, you’ll flood

— the whole engineering room with poisonous halon gas.

— Uh, my stateroom is freezing,

— and I was told one of these levers

— might shut off the AC to my space.

— By who ?

— I don’t know.

— Uh… one of the enlisted men.

— Just– just do us a favor–

— don’t touch anything on the ship, okay ?

— Of course.

— You need help, you ask for it.

— Of course. Very sorry.

— Okay.

[ Coughing ]

[ Rats squeaking ]

— Eyes in front of you.

— You do not puke in your mask.

Kara: — Is that what it was like on the cruise ship ?

— None of them want to talk about it.

— That’s because there are no words.

— Nathan James, Tiger Team– we’re all set.

Slattery: — Copy that.

— We are ready to receive.

— CCS, Bridge– your Martini is on its way.

— 1, 2, 3 !

[ Both grunting ]

— One more time. We got it.

— 1, 2, 3 !

[ Grunting ]

— Bridge, CCS– fueling commenced.

— We’re in.

— Right, you’re looking for steroids,

— Interferon, Ribavirin,

— any broad-spectrum antibiotics you can find.

— We need plastic wear, monitoring
equipment, culture plates.

— Show me the whole room.

— Bring it ’round slowly.

— Over to the right.

— Back, back, back ! Back to the left.

— Move forward, closer.

— That’s it !

— That’s a centrifuge.

Chandler: — No apparent activity in sector Charlie 5.

— Vulture Team proceeding directly to objective.

— Copy that, Vulture 1.

— Masks.

Man: — I’m an American !

— Get the hell out of there !

— Stop ! Stop !

— Stop it !

— Get the hell out of there !

[ Indistinct shouting ]

Burk: — Get up, get up ! Get going !

— Weapons !

[ Shouting continues ]

[ Indistinct shouting ]

— Take it easy ! Easy !

— I’m friendly !

— I’m friendly, American !

— This is Vulture 1, under attack
by unknown number of hostiles.

— Stand by for fire mission.

— Set general quarters ! Threat warning red !

— Weapons tight !

[ Klaxon blaring ]

— General quarters ! General quarters !

— All hands, man your battle stations !

Barker: — Light off mount 5-1.

— Shift to local ready surface.

— Vulture 1, Nathan James–
do we have a target ?

— Negative.

— Cobra Team, Tiger Team– be advised–

— hostiles operating on base.

— IEDs are being employed.

— Set FIPCOM Delta.

Garnett: — Copy that, Vulture 1.

— Master Chief, we need guns up on the perimeter !

— I’m on it. O’Connor !

— This is Cobra Team.

— We’re a half-mile south-southeast

— from your port ops.

— Say the word and we will provide backup.

Chandler: — Negative.

— I don’t want you walking into an ambush.

— Stay on mission.

— Yes, sir.

— Back up !

— Jesus, guys, I’m on your side !

— I said back up !

— I’m not sick !

— Even the assbags who tried to kill you are not sick !

— All right, set cover, but let him come.

— All right, step forward ! Slowly !

— Hey, hey, hey !

— Keep it slow !

— Moving slow.

— Everybody just take it easy.

— That’s far enough.

— Okay, Commodore, you want to get the lowdown or not ?

— Let’s start with the assbags.

— They’re Al-Qaeda.

— What’s left of them, anyway.
— How many ?

— 14 altogether, but they’re spread out now

— to make you a welcoming party.

— Nobody’s sick ?

— We were all in Section 7–

— isolated part of the camp for high-level detainees.

— We had our own food stocks, own facilities.

— None of us came in contact with the virus.

— Everybody else was evacuated.

— We had the run of the place.

— “We” ?
— Me and six other guards.

— Subcontractors, private security.

— That point, we figured, no governments, no politics.

— We let them go.

— And they turned on you.

— That’s what’s left of my best friend.

— Other guy’s MIA.

— I’m the last man standing.

— So where the hell are they ?

— Most of them went to guard the food warehouse,

— but at least three of them peeled off towards your ship

— with rocket launchers.

— You’re just telling me this now ?

— You’re the one asking the questions.

— Nathan James, Vulture 1– be advised,

— hostiles are armed with RPGs

— and appear to be en route to your whiskey.

— Tiger 1, Nathan James– cease pumping.

— Shut it down now.
— Secure fueling.

— So, what can you tell me about this food warehouse ?

— I can tell you how to get in there,

— but it’s gonna mean getting your hands dirty.

— I’ve dirtied them before.

— Tom Chandler, CO Nathan James, US Navy.

— Tex Nolan. Welcome to Gitmo.

— Man, only got 15 PSI.

— Shit. I’m at 9%.

— All right, guys, listen to me.

— We got a job to do here, and we’re not finished yet.

— No supplies, no vaccine.

— No vaccine, no going home, no seeing your families.

— Lieutenant Green, please don’t take any more chances.

— Follow my lead.

— We’ll be out of here in less than 10, got it ?

— Let’s do this thing.

— Did he hear me ?

— He heard you.

[ Beeping ]

— Bridge, CCS– We’re still taking on fuel.

— Tiger Team, what the hell’s going on down there ?

Garnett: — The valve is frozen !
We’re working on it, sir !

— Come on !

— Ma’am, stand back.

— XO, recommend disengaging the fuel hose on our end.

— And spill the oil into the harbor while they have RPGs ?

— Hell, no.

— TAO, Bridge– we have hostiles incoming.

— Find me a target.

[ Grunting ]

— Again. 1, 2…

[ Both grunting ]

— Nathan James, the valve stem is shot, sir.

— We cannot stop the fuel.

— Incoming !

— Aah !

[ Grunting ]

— Ma’am !

[ Machine-gun fire ]

Garnett: — Aah ! Nathan James, this is MPA.

— The Chief Engineer’s been hit.

— We need the doc up here, ASAP !

— TAO, give me a targeting solution

— on that fuel-maintenance terminal.
— Aye, sir.

— OS 1, range and bearing to the terminal ?

— Rough bearing 220, approximately 1,500 yards.

[ Machine-gun fire ]

— They’re going for the fuel tank.

— They’re gonna blow the whole ship !

— CIC, Bridge– where’s my target acquisition ?

— Slew left 30.

— Roger that. 30 degrees.

— Bridge, Surface– Target acquired.

— Fire.

[ Breathing heavily ]

— Tiger Team, Nathan James–
Doc Rios is en route.

— ETA five minutes.

— Vulture, Cobra, Nathan James–
all known hostiles neutralized

— in the vicinity of the fuel pier.

Chandler: — Vulture Team, copy that.

— So, where are they gonna be ?

— Oatmeal and baked beans–
it’s the new women and children.

— They’re holed up in that warehouse.

— They’re gonna make us come in and get them.

— Captain.

— Animals.

— Revenge is best served cold.

— Let’s eat.

Rachel: — Lieutenant Green, you have everything I need.

— Please get out of there now.

Danny: — Cobra 1, copy.

— Proceeding to extract.

[ Dog barks ]

[ Indistinct shouting ]

— Go !

Kara: — Sir, Cobra Team’s
trapped inside the hospital !

— They’re running out of air.

[ Gunfire ]

— You located the shooters outside the hospital ?

— Do we have a target ?
— Negative, sir.

— Patch me in to Green.

— I’m out of air !
— 2%.

— Almost nothing.

— Couple of minutes, max !

Slattery: — Cobra, I’m gonna peel off Vulture

— to give you reinforcements.

Danny: — No, it’s a negative, sir.
They’re too far away.

— They will never get here in time.

— But I got an idea.
Chandler: — Copy that.

— Vulture Team preparing to hit the warehouse.

— Lead the way.

— Where are they ?

[ Machine-gun fire ]

— Aah ! Aah !

[ Shouting in Arabic ]

— Grenade !

— Aah !

[ Indistinct shouting ]

[ Breathing heavily ]

Danny: — Cruz, what’s your status ?

Cruz: — We’re on the stairs approaching the roof.

— 10 seconds out. Check.

[ Machine-gun fire ]

— We got this, boy.

— No worries.

Cruz: — Troops are on the ropes.

— Extracting now.

[ Beeping ]

— We’re in position.

— Stand by to engage.

— Get them !

—

— Aah !

[ Panting ]

[ Gunshot ] — Unh !

Danny: — Man down ! Man down !

— Damn it ! We need the doc out here !

— Sir, he’s still with Tiger 1 by the fueling station.

— Commander…

— I worked a year in a trauma ward in Mogadishu.

— Gear up.

[ Machine-gun fire ]

— Aah !

[ Indistinct shouting, grunting ]

— Aah !

[ Machine-gun fire ]

[ Gun clicks ]

— Aah ! Aah !

— Stay with me, Cruz.

— Just stay with me.

[ Grunts ]

Slattery: — You get him stabilized,

— you get the hell off the beach.

— First whiff of hostilities, you are out of there.

— You got it ?

— I read you loud and clear, Commander.

— TAO, I want 5-inch and CIWS in surface mode

— all focused on that beach.

— Aye, sir.

— What have we got ?
— What’re you doing here ?!

— Where’s the doc ?!
— He’s up at the fueling tank.

— Your Chief Engineer was injured, as well.

— Lay him down.

— Get him down.

[ Groans ]

— Here you go.

— You, hold that.
— Set up a perimeter.

— All right.

— Yes, sir.

Danny: — Come on.

[ Indistinct conversation ]

— He’s gonna bleed out. Just wait !

— Somebody get the doc !
— Don’t have time to wait !

— There’s nothing a medic can do
for this man that we cannot,

— so if you want to help your friend,

— just hold him still and listen to every word that I say.

— Hey, come on. Stay with me. Look at me.

— Stay with me. You’re gonna be all right.

[ Grunts ]

— Let’s go ! Come on ! Blood pressure’s dropping !

[ Cruz groaning ]

— Hold that !

— Going back in.

— Okay.

— Hey. Come on. Stay with me. Look at me.

— Stay with me.

— If you do not close this artery, he’s dead.

— Got it !

— He’s stabilized.

— Hey, Commodore.

— Don’t give them a damn thing.

Tex: — This here is Amir.

— He’s a big fan of IEDs and
mutilating American soldiers.

— Amir, my name’s Tom Chandler, US Navy.

— You don’t want to do this.

— Tex is the man who let you go from your cells.

— He is no different from the others.

— Hey, feeling’s mutual, you dirty–

— Vulture Team, Nathan James–
I need a status update.

— Vulture Team, Nathan James–
What is your status ?

Chandler: — Nathan James, Walter 1–

— We’re at the food warehouse.

— Just, uh… trying to deal
with a little hostage situation

— over here.
— Who are you talking to ?!

— I’m answering my ship’s call.

— Otherwise, they’ll panic,
start shelling the whole place.

— He wants a diversion.

— That’s all we’re doing is talking.

— Let’s not get anybody else killed here.

— No more talking to them ! You talk to me !

— Prepare the 5-inch. Focus fire on Building 35.

— Stand by for exact coordinates.

— Nishioka, eyes on.

[ Indistinct shouting ]

— You will leave all food on this side of the building.

Tex: — Ain’t enough of you bastards left

— to eat that much in 10 lifetimes.

Chandler: — Look.

— Amir, it’s a new world now.

— There’s no good guys and bad guys.

— Doesn’t matter which side we thought we were on.

— We’re all just trying to survive.

— We don’t want to hurt you any
more than you want to hurt us,

— but you know I’m not leaving here without my man, so…

— When you let Tex go–
— If I let him go !

— When you let him go, we’ll be on our way.

— I’ll decide how much food we leave you with.

— No ! Enough of this !

— Listen to me, Amir.

— You want the entire southwest corner of the warehouse.

— Focus fire at Building 35, southwest corner.

— That’s almost half the food in the entire place.

— Is that gonna make you happy ?

— No ! You will leave all the food

— on this side of the building or he dies !

— Well, now, see, we got a bit of a problem with that.

— Because there’s one thing

— from the old world that still applies today,

— something that will never change.

— Target acquired.

— Fire !

— We don’t negotiate with terrorists.

Chandler: — Clear !

[ Laughter ]

— Nice.

— Yes.

— Good work, good work.

[ Indistinct conversations ]

— I don’t know how you feel about the water…

— but we sure could use your services.

— Where you headed ?

— We got some things to do,

— but when we’re done, we’re going home.

— Yeah, I’ll sign up for that.

— Nathan James, Vulture 1–
Hostage situation resolved.

— Thank you for the close shave.

— We are inbound.

Alisha: — Now go to your stations,

— all Special Sea and Anchor Detail.

— Nathan James will get underway at 1700.

— All departments make manned
and ready special reports

— to the XO on the bridge.

— Captain’s on the bridge.

— Hey.

[ Breathes deeply ]

— We’re loading up the RHIBs and the SDV subs.

— Trucks are bringing over all the food.

— Suppo thinks it’s gonna last us five, six weeks.

— And fuel ?

— We lost suction on the tank at 96%.

— Oh, and Chief Engineer took some Shrapnel.

— She’s gonna be okay, though.

— Tough as nails, that one.

— Well, push comes to shove, they all are.

— Gentlemen, apparently, one of the machines in the lab

— somehow got tipped over.

— Dr. Tophet is insisting he needs time to secure

— and recalibrate the machines before we move the ship.

— How long ?

— He says three to four hours.

— Where’s Dr. Scott ?

— Still in medical.

— Was a tough call.

— We did good today.

— Captain, I’m picking up
a contact headed for the harbor.

— Negative electronic signature.

— They’re not operating their radar.

— Cannot make a positive ID.

— Vessel 21 miles southeast, Guantanamo Bay,

— this is US Navy Warship 151 hailing you on channel 16.

— Identify yourself, over.

Woman: [ British accent ] — This is British Naval Vessel

— HMS Suffolk…

Slattery: — Confirm that.

— … hull number 525, IMO call sign Whiskey Echo Bravo 236.

— None of us have been infected,
but we’re running low on food.

— We’ve been searching for weeks

— for a place to replenish and repair our radar.

— Confirmed, sir.

— This is Commander Tom Chandler,

— Commanding Officer, USS Nathan James.

— We welcome you to Guantanamo Bay,

— although we wish you would’ve
been here a few hours ago.

— We could’ve used the help.

— I assure you that next time, we will be there for you,

— should you choose to accept an association.

— Well, we’ll put some pot pies in the oven

— and some fish and chips in the fryer.

— Come on in.

— We can’t go anywhere till the lab’s fixed.

— Let’s prepare to greet our new friends.

— XO has the lead.

— Ow.

— Oh, that stings.

Rachel: — It’s supposed to sting. I’m cleaning it.

— I don’t need it cleaned.

— Yes, you do.

— This is gonna sting a little.

— Ow.

Chandler: — How you doing, Eng ?

— All right, sir.

— Doc says I’ll be on my feet soon enough.

— No rush. We got it all under control.

— She saved him.

— She’s gonna save us all.

— Right, Dr. Scott ?

— Well, hopefully, we’ll save each other.

— Real soulful, this one.

— You never mind them good looks, that brassy exterior.

— Word ?

— I know– Don’t do it again.

— You don’t have anything to prove…

— if that’s what it was about.

— And don’t do it again.

Tex: — Hey ! Nursey !

— I need a cold compress here.

— Spoils of war.

— You know, I should be getting
this stuff ready for his family.

— But, uh…

— there’s nobody even to give it to.

[ Crying ]

Man: — Captain’s on the bridge.

— They in sight ?

— Yeah.

— I hear they serve Guinness on board.

— Sir, E-Dub can’t confirm the signature on that vessel,

— but they don’t think it’s British.

Chandler: — It’s the Russians.

— Set general quarters now !

— General quarters ! General quarters !

— All hands, man your battle stations !

[ Klaxon blaring ] — Bridge, TAO–

— SCUNK Alpha just energized
fire control radar.

— We’re in their cross hairs.

Man: [ Russian accent ] — Captain Tom Chandler ?

— This is Commander Chandler.

— Identify yourself immediately.

— I am sorry to have made such a rude introduction,

— but I believe you have something that I want.

Sync and corrections by n17t01
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