All language subtitles for Tampico.1944

I want you to pay close attention

to what I'm going to tell you.

You men know by now just how tough it is

out there at sea.

It's getting tougher every day.

We have to load with oil

and get out of here quicker
than we ever did before

so it'll be a short liberty.

Make the most of it.

But remember this:

There are Axis of spies planted everywhere

especially down the waterfronts.

Now, watch out for bartenders,
taxi drivers, waiters.

You men whose ship was in here last year,

remember how close we came to being sunk

because somebody blabbed too much.

Now, don't talk about the girl
you met in the last quarter,

the one you expect to meet in the next.

Don't ever say goodbye to a dame.

Don't ever break a date because
your leave is canceled.

Cause the broken dates would
tell the Germans we're sailing.

So keep your mouth shut.

That's all.

Captain Manson.

SOS, captain. A freighter,
the Ruth McIntyre,

Havana to Corpus Christi,
torpedoed and sinking.

Here's the position.

- Pretty far off our course, Bart.
- So what?

It might be a Nazi trap, you know?
Do you ever think of that?

Change course. 38 degrees.
Double the lookout.

Just my luck. This time tomorrow
we might have been in Tampico.

I'm saving you money. You'd be
losing your shirt in a crap game.

You might be right at that.

Lifeboat. Two points off starboard bow.

Bring the accommodation ladder on
starboard side and bring them aboard.

Stop engines.

Hey, what have you got there?

You better have a mother to go with that,

We're not set up to handle the diaper department

Yeah well it's got one, sir.
They're bringing her aboard right now.

Right this way.

- My husband. Where is he?
- Don't worry Mrs Kelly. He's here.

Oh, thank you.

Find a room for her.

Captain

I'm Dr Brown ship's physician of the late McIntyre.

- Pretty tough.
- Yes, it was my first delivery in a lifeboat.

What about the father?

There he is. What's left of him.

- How did it happen?
- The torpedo struck without warning. There was fire.

He was one of the last to leave.
Getting her off.

Now captain, if you'll tell me
where I can find medical supplies...

- Oh, Watson!
- Yes sir.

- Get Dr. Brown whatever he needs.
- All right, sir.

- Finding places for everybody?
- Everything's pretty crowded, sir.

The folks hall's packed and the sickbay filled.

- Well, put him in the officers' quarters.
- Use mine if you have to.

- All right sir. This way Dr. Brown.
- Thank you, Captain.

That does it. We just brought the last one up.

Then haul up the accommodation
ladder and sink the lifeboat.

- Resume course full speed when you're ready.
- Okay.

- What are you doing here?
- Captain, I...

What are you up to Valdez?
You know you're not permitted in these quarters.

Captain, we have moved the survivors below.

Now I just see if there's no one
left in your cabin...

Well there isn't.

Oh, beat it.

I'll see you, Captain.

- I've got a hunch he's lying.
- Why should he be lying?

I told him to put them in my cabin.

He's looking for something. Probably this.

- Yeah. I don't trust that guy.
- Meaning you don't trust anybody.

Oh well, here's to kindness.

I'm glad I took to the sea young.

Nine tenths of your life
you're living in a world

where a man is his own boss.

Nobody to double cross you
except your own shipmates.

How about that black-eyed bimbo,
made a chump out of you on that car?

Oh, that was on land.
Anyway it was worth it.

What a trim craft she was.

In all the ports I've been in,
I've never seen lines like that.

I can see her now.

Hey Bart, what have you got here?
Canned Heat?

What's the matter?

It's a leg.

That's just what I thought.

My pal, you must have got
a priority number for this.

Now look here, if you think I had her put
in here on purpose, you got the wrong idea.

Oh, no no, I wouldn't say that,
captain, sir. Oh, no.

All right. Back to the bridge.

Let us see.

- Are you sure you're all right?
- Sure I'm all right.

I'm gonna give her a chance
to get her strength.

Oh, you think she'll need it.

- Good morning.
- Good morning.

Are you the captain?

Yes.

Well, I'm sorry I took your bunk.

That's all right. Mind if I shave?

- No, of course not.
- Thank you.

- How do you feel?
- Never better now, but last night was terrible.

Seemed like I was in the water for hours.

I could really hear the angels singing,
and I mean loud.

Were there many lost?

Eight passengers and 12 of the crew.

You were lucky.

Don't I know it.

Oh, I... I had to borrow your bathrobe.

Never looked that good on me.

I'm really very honored to
have been given your cabin.

Oh, I'm sure you've been in
captains' quarters before.

Not all night. But maybe that's
what I've been saving myself for.

A captain.

I... Look, maybe you better
get your clothes on.

- Yes, but...
- Is that all you've got?

Well... I had to kick off my skirt to swim.

This is hardly enough, is it?

- Hey, Watson.
- Yes sir.

See if you can find a skirt or a pair of dungarees.

Yes sir.

Pick yourself a jersey.

That's my size.

- What's your name?
- Kathy Hall.

- What's your name?
- Bart Manson.

Have you always been a sailor?

I had my first taste of
salt water when I was four.

Fell off the pier at Coney Island.

What's your business?

Well my last stop was Havana.

Before that, Paris and Lisbon.

It's taken me three years
to get out and...

now it looks as though I'll have
gray hair before I see the States again.

There you are, captain,
I got this from one of the women.

All right. Thank you.

Showgirl, huh?

Do I look like your idea of a showgirl?

Well, what I've seen,
you've got the equipment for it.

Well you guessed right.

Only my career has fallen apart lately.

I worked myself all the way down from a dancer
to a cigarette girl in a Cuban nightclub.

What made you leave?

- Political reasons.
- Political reasons?

An ambassador pinched me so
instead of a cigar I lit his beard.

Could you do something with this button?

Thank you.

Try to turn around.

How are you at crocheting?

Who do you think sews my
buttons on when I'm at sea?

Now all you have to say is that
I'll make someone a wonderful wife.

Well I think you would.

- Ouch!
- I'm sorry.

There.

Now, if you could direct me
to the shoe department.

Now look here, I've got things
to do. I have...

There, these will have to do
for the time being.

Thank you, captain. would you...

Yesterday I was the captain of a tanker.

Today I'm a ladies maid.

Well now, isn't that cute?
Does she give you Thursdays off?

Oh, save the wisecracks.

My first mate, Fred Adamson.

Kathy Hall.

- How do you do?
- Good morning.

Dr. Brown wants you below in my cabin.

You can have breakfast in the mess hall.

Find her a place where she can bunk
with the rest of the survivors.

You mean I'm dispossessed already?
I must be slipping.

Oh, my dear, it isn't your fault.

Why not? You're well enough
to live with the others.

I'm sorry, this is my office
and I've got a ship to run.

That's what I'll be telling myself, what a
kind heart he has, when I trip over an icicle.

Never mind.

From now on I'm gonna look after you.

Well, you stand right there and do it then.

Anything wrong, doctor?

She's none too good and
there's another shock for her.

Her husband died this morning.

Well, couldn't you keep the news
from her, for a little while?

She keeps calling for him.

She's bound to know sooner or later,
and it's best to soften the jolt as much as possible.

But I... I'm afraid of her reaction.

I can't take the responsibility
for what might happen.

Hmmm... Well, let me talk to her.

Jim... that you?

It's Captain Manson, Mrs. Kelly.

Oh...

Doc says, you're getting along fine,
Mrs Kelly.

Quite a nice looking youngster you have there.

He is, isn't he?

Captain, have you seen my husband?

Why won't they let him come to me?

He's all right, isn't he?
They said he was saved.

Yes, he was saved.

You know, everybody's talking about
what a swell job he did last night.

He fought the fire, helped get
people into the lifeboats,

saved a lot of lives. He's a real hero.

Jim's not afraid of anything.

He's one of those fighting Irishmen.

Now, a woman can be proud
of a man like that.

Proud of him and his son.

I remember that fellow everybody was talking
about right after we got into the war.

Everybody's still talking about him.

Took his bombing plane out on a mission.

Nobody thought he'd get through, but he did.

And he sank an enemy battleship.

Then his plane caught fire.

But he wanted to make sure that
his pals were safe first.

He wasn't thinking of himself.

Now, he had a wife and son too.

And they loved him just as much as you do Jim.

Funny thing, his name was Kelly too.

I guess the Kelly's have got what it takes.

Kelly?

You can be just as brave as that other woman,

and someday just as proud, both of you.

Yes.

I'll be all right now.

If you could leave me for a little while.

Tough guy, huh?

All right, Dr. Brown, your papers are in order.

Please report your address to the
immigration office. You may pass.

Thank you.

Next, please.

- Passport, please.
- I haven't any.

- Why is that?
- I lost it in the water.

How unfortunate.
Any other means of identification?

I'm afraid not.

- Your name, senorita?
- Catherine Hall.

Birthplace?

A circus train near Terre Haute, Indiana.

- Can you claim American citizenship?
- Yes.

When did you leave the country?

I started to travel around the world
about 1938. Show work.

I went to Paris, London, Bucharest,
Vienna, all over.

Where are your parents?

I have none, that's why I
started around the world.

Your last residence?

Havana.

Occupation?

I'm a dancer.

Destination?

The first place I hit in the USA.

Purpose?

To get back home, to get a job.

Dancing?

Well, I'm not choosy. Anything will do.

Naturally I'd prefer to dance.

But who knows, I might find someone
and settle down, as the saying goes.

Have you any such person in mind?

I could have.

Do you know anybody in Tampico?

Not that I know of.

Well couldn't anyone then identify you?

I'm afraid not.

But what about your fellow passengers?

Well, those that I know are missing.

Let's try the crew members then.

Where is the steward?

Yes sir.

Did you see this young lady
on board the McIntyre?

No sir.

Never waited on her?

No sir.

It was the second class steward
who served me, and he's missing.

Well, let's see.

What about Abel Simon Salah,
who helped man the second lifeboat?

Here I am, sir.

Do you know this young lady?

Yes sir. I brought her up from the lifeboat.

I mean, did you see her
on board the Ruth McIntyre?

No sir. The first time I saw her
was in the lifeboat.

We were between the sinking ship
and the submarine.

She swam towards us and we fished her out.

Now look, I'm a dancer not a magician.

I just didn't pop up out of the ocean.

We couldn't know less about you if you did.

I'm afraid I can't let you pass until
the American Consul has been notified,

and your passport story has been verified by him.

That will probably take a little time.

He will have to communicate with Washington.

What does that mean?

We will have to intern you.

Possibly even send you back to Havana or Lisbon.

But you can't!

Not when I'm this close to my home.

You don't know what I went through
to get out of France.

How I... I scraped to get
the boat fare from Lisbon.

The places I had to work in.

Now that I've gotten this far
you can't send me back.

There is nothing I can do, senorita.

Unless, you can find some
responsible person to vouch for you.

But I told you, I don't know anybody here.

Then I'm awfully sorry but...

I'll vouch for her.

- Hey boss!
- I hope you realize what this means, captain.

You'll be responsible for her.

In effect she'll be on probation to you.

Yes, I understand that, sir.

Very well. Have your ship's agent
at my office to post the bond.

You may pass, senorita.

Thank you.

- Captain!
- Yeah?

I...

Well, I wanted to thank you for everything.

Oh, forget it, you had it coming.

Why did you do it? You don't really know me.

What are your plans in Tampico?

Wait until they let me go home.

Oh, don't worry about me
I'll get along all right.

There are lots of cafes, and men
who like to watch a girl dance.

Oh, hello, babe! You better get started.

You've still got to talk
to the customs inspectors.

Well, goodbye.

Yeah, wait a minute,
what's this goodbye routine?

You know, you can't say goodbye to me.

Why not?

Well, you heard what the inspector said.

I'm responsible for you.

I have to know what you do,
where you go, and who with.

Is that important?

Important and... necessary.

Thank you, Bart. You're very kind.

Oh boy, you've certainly stuck your neck out.

It's all right. It has a lot of stretch.

You're nuts. Trusting a stange dame like that.

She'll never get her claws out of you now.

Well, how bad could claws like that be?

Oh, Watson!

That lady you saw, she's with
the customs officers.

As soon as I dismiss the crew, you go with her.

- See that she puts up at the hotel Rosarita.
- Aye, sir.

- Have everything charged to me.
- Right, sir.

- You're wasting your money, bud.
- I put up a bond, didn't I?

- I have to protect my investment don't I?
- I'm telling you, she's a dame that plays for keeps.

- Girls that have nothing want everything.
- You should know.

The kind of girls you go sketching with.

I'll say he's nuts.

Captain, I'd like you to meet the
sweetest little thing this side of Dixie.

- This is Dolores... What's that last part, honey?
- Garcia

Dolores Garcia. Gosh, it sure is pretty.

- Oh, this is Captain Manson.
- How do you do?

- Hello, captain.
- Best darn skipper in the Seven Seas.

- Dolores is saying how she'd like to dance with you, skipper.
- Oh sure, later.

Okay. Come on, baby. See you in some more.

My second mate. Nice kid, though.

- Is he always wound up like that?
- Oh, he'll unwind as soon as he spends all on this girl.

- Well, why does he let her do it?
- Well, what's the difference?
He's having a good time isn't he?

Is that all you sailors live for?
Don't you have any philosophy?

Well if you want to talk philosophy
in a joint like this...

I came here to have a good time, didn't you?

I spent so much time in joints like this,
that it stopped being fun.

Well then, what are you doing
out here with me?

Why don't you remember, captain?

I'm making a play for you.

- Hold it.
- Hey, wait a minute!
- Lady, I got it.

Name and address, senor?

Captain Bart Manson. Captain of the Calhoun.
You can find me there.

Muchas gracias.
I will send the photographs to you.

Tell me how are you in the
amateur hoofing department?

- All right, if it's not too amateur.
- Well don't expect anything fancy.

- I can't have everything can I?

- Well, how is it?
- It's a little square, but smooth.

- Your captain is interested in that lady, isn't he?
- What do you care, sugar pie? You got me.

- I'd like you to stay for a while.
- Well we never know when we're shoving off.

Come on baby, have a drink.

How long are you gonna be ashore?

- Can't tell.
- Don't you know when you're sailing?

Look baby, there's a war on.
I don't tell anybody when my ship sails.

I'm sorry, I should have known better.

Tell me, why are you out with me?

I told you the truth.
I've had my pick of the field.

I've seen these same faces from
Chicago to Cairo and back again.

They think the same thoughts
and hand out the same line.

Say, maybe we got an idea there, Charlie.
Now look, what have you got? The special.

This is our big night.
We want to celebrate.

- You'll see, I have just what you want.
- Hey, wait a minute!

I feel like he might have told me
what it was, don't you think?

You'll probably like it
as long as it is in water.

This, senor, is for the celebration.
It is like nothing you have ever drink before.

We'll take your word for it.

Here's how!

What is that?

Tequila, senora.
It's made from cactus.

Oh, you forgot to take out the needles.

You'll get used to that, senor.

It gladens the heart, see?
It clarifies the mind too.

It is good for both
the digestion and the character.

Well, thanks for improving my character. Here.

See ya, boys!
Come on.

Hey, how about trying on one of these?

- How's it look?
- Muy bonita!

- How does it look?
- Oh, that's good!

That's just what we needed.

How much do I owe you?

Keep the change.

Oh, excuse us. Thank you.

Oh, it's a wedding party!

She's very pretty isn't she?

Yeah. I bet that's the father.

- How can you tell?
- Oh, he's too relieved to be anything else.

- Now he's rid of her.
- Aren't you awful...

Ever been married?

- Why? No.
- Me neither.

I'm awfully sorry, sir.
There's so much going on.

Would you like a drink or...

- Or what?
- Or get married?

- You're joking!
- Am I?

What will you have, please?

Nothing. Come on.

Come again please.

Good morning, darling!

What gives you that idea?

- Alright, put it back.
- What?

My head. No, never mind leave it off.
I think maybe it feels better that way.

- Would you like an aspirin?
- No, I never use them.

There, look. Now sit up now.
I found just what we wanted.

It's on a bluff looking
right out over the ocean.

I prefer cremation.

It's got a beautiful garden and a path
that runs right down to the beach.

- What has?
- Our house!

I can drink.

Once in Barcelona I threw
five cops in the water.

You won't be sorry, Bart.

I'll make you glad we're married.

You don't believe it, do you?

Sure. I get along all right with most everybody.

Why not with a wife?

- Wanna do me a favor?
- Sure.

I'll have that aspirin now.

I'm off. I'll see you around.

Wait a minute, what's the hurry?
I don't get married every day.

I don't want her to get ideas too.

Oh, he still sore at me
for grabbing you off.

Grabbing me off? I like that.
I got the best of this deal.

I tell you what, it's just this mug
can't get used to the idea of me settling down.

Oh, don't you worry, Fred. I'm not the kind of
a wife to break up an old friendship.

I wish you all the happiness Mrs Manson.

But it's a big jump from a lifeboat
to a captain's bridge.

Wait, just what kind of a crack is that?

- I'll skip it.

Oh, wait a minute. Wait a minute.
Say, something is eating you?

- Come on, what is it?
- Do I have to draw you a blueprint?

Fred, please, come on. You've been nasty
about this right from the start, Fred.

I've been trying to save you, that's all.

What's the use? You've done it
and made a big chump of yourself.

Oh, Fred, Bart, please.

Just what kind of a chump am I?

The dame makes googly eyes at you when she's
washed up like birds on your ship, so you marry her!

Oh, get out of here!

Sure, I'll get out.

Bart, please go get him and bring him back.

I'd never forgive myself
if I thought I'd come between you.

I should have broken his neck.

Sorry folks, go enjoy yourselves.
Let's have a drink, Watson.

Stick around here a minute.

- Captain Manson?
- Yeah.

- This is for you.
- Thanks.

What's up, skipper?

- I've got to report to the office by midnight.
- Oh, that means pick up sailing orders, is that captain?

- You don't know anything about that, see?
- Oh, yes, sir.

- Head on out, round up all of the crew.
Find the first mate, wherever he may be.
- Yes, sir.

He'll probably be in the back room of some dive,
head over heels at some sucker game.

- Well I'll find him all right.
- You tell him to cancel all liberties.

- Get going.
- Yes, sir.

Now Mrs. Manson, if there's nobody around
you'd like better, I'll take you home.

Home. For the whole lifetime ahead of us.

Listen to the ocean. Tide's coming in.

- I don't want to hear it.
- Why not?

Someday soon it'll take you away from me.

Come on, let's go inside.

Bart?

Bart! Where are you?

Kathy dear,

Tomorrow morning when you read this
I'll be out on the gulf.

I didn't wake you to say goodbye
because it's not goodbye.

It's just so long till I see you again --
and nothing will keep me from coming back.

I've got something to come back to now.

Always, Bart.

That was it. That was it.

When you're ready Mister,
standby fore and aft.

Open number six.

Ah, Captain Manson, how are you?

Well. I haven't seen you in a couple of trips.

How are you?

Halt! You cannot pass here.

- I have to see my husband.
- I cannot let you pass.

What goes on down there?

- Who is that?
- Captain Manson.

Bart, it's me, Kathy.

It's all right, amigo. Let her pass.
She's my wife. Come aboard.

Very well, senor.

Bart!

- What are you doing here?
- I almost missed you.

Bart, you're sailing!
I don't know how long you'll be gone.

Well you shouldn't have come, you know.
You've almost got yourself into trouble.

But I'm your wife.

Now look, Kathy, sailing is a secret.

You better go home now and don't let anyone else see you,
you're still liable to end up in the Bastille.

We are on stand by, capitan. Pardon.

- You better get off fast, baby.
- When will you come back?

Well, if you don't talk, soon.
If you do, maybe never.

- You've never heard of this ship, see?
- I'll be careful.

- Ready fore and aft, capitan.
- Yeah, right away.

- I'll be waiting.
- Okay, baby. Powder!

Hello. What are you doing here?

I... I came to say goodbye to my husband.

Then he told you when he was sailing.
I thought I was against the rules.

And who told you?

Here she must come.

Eight thousand tons of oil.

Where's the quartermaster, Mr. Adamson?

I sent him below deck.

You sent him below?

For the love of Mike, why'd you do that for?

He wasn't feeling very good.
I've got some regard for the men.

What the devil do you mean standing here
alone like this in the fog? Why wasn't I called?

I thought this was my watch. Of course,
if the captain would like to handle the job, you...

Handle the job? You should have
doubled the watch and notified me.

You already know that unless you've gone crazy.
So what's the matter with you?

Not a thing. Except everything I do
is wrong in your estimation.

Oh, come off that.
Save your grudges for ashore.

- I'm more this...
- Sub!

Sound general alarm!
Man all stations!

Standby with the gunnery officers.
Hard left, rudder!

Let me remind you, sir, we're slow.
We can't outrun them now.

We might. Besides, we can't fight
something we can't see. Hard left, I said!

The good captain thinks he'll slip away.
Show them we're not.

Fire!

They're not kidding. Stop the ship, will you,
before they blow us out of the water.

Hey what's got into you? If I didn't
know better I'd think you were scared.

- Well, I've got sense.
- If they meant to sink us, that shot would have
come closer than that, wouldn't it?

It's our oil they want.

Engine room! More speed! Tear it to pieces!

Hold on. You're crazy! You're throwing
us all to the lions. And for what?

Man your station, Mister.
Those are orders!

Ring for diving!
Standby torpedo tubes.

Where's that steam?

Look! They're submerging.

This means a tin fish.

All men to battle stations.
All men to battle stations.

Torpedo room standby, all tubes ready.

Torpedo room standby. All tubes ready.

Because of your mutiny we've lost
the chance to escape. Mister, I mean mutiny!

Torpedo off starboard B!

Ain't it funny, Bart? You and me,
going out with a brawl?

Hey men, hard on those oars.
It's the skipper!

Oh, Bart, darling!

Surprised to see the old man
still alive and kicking?

- You said you'd come back, didn't you?
- Yeah.

- Where's Fred?
- He went down.

Oh...

- Come on, let's go home.
- Yeah.

Tell me, captain, exactly what
time was the U-boat sighted?

Zero six hundred.

- What speed were you traveling?
- A little over three knots.

Why? Your orders were seven.

Well there was no visibility.

- How soon did they fire the first shell?
- Almost at once.

- And the second?
- Oh, I should say, about three minutes later.

- What did you do?
- I continued on my course.

- Did you have one? The questioning has
brought out that orders were countermanded.

There was confusion on the bridge.

No sir, there was no confusion.

In action, the situation changes every minute.

And at the helm of a ship I use my own judgment.

I see what you mean, captain.
But then why didn't you fight?
Why didn't you try to ram this sub?

Well, I figured that my best chance
was to get away in the fog.

Now let's get together on this.
What are you trying to say?

Captain, your ship was betrayed.

Now, hold on. If you mean to tell me
that one of my crew has...

Not necessarily. Although, last year
your ship was almost blown from under you.

Under circumstances more than coincidental.
You trusted your crew then.

You trust everybody, is it not so?
Perhaps you are credulous, captain.

All right, I'll bite.
Whom am I trusting too much this time?

You were married before your last sailing.
A girl named Kathy Hall.

Well, what the devil has that
got to do with this investigation?

We've checked up on her.
She has no passport.

Certainly, I know that.
That's why I vouched for her.

Her ship sailed from Lisbon, senor.
But the Portuguese Council here has
verified she never obtained a visa.

One doesn't sail from Lisbon without a visa.

Are you trying to tell me that
she wasn't on the Ruth McIntyre?

- I picked up the survivors.
- Captain, here's the passenger list.

There was no Kathy Hall on the Ruth McIntyre.

- She was on the lifeboat.
- Those on the lifeboat fished her out of the sea.

The ship's officers, those who survived
have absolutely no recollection of her.

Oh, wait a minute, wait a minute.
If she wasn't on the Ruth McIntyre
where did she come from?

The U-boat. perhaps It's been done before.

It wouldn't be too difficult for a good swimmer.

We know too, captain, that the woman
who calls herself Kathy Hall
was on the deck the night the Calhoun sailed.

I'm sorry, captain.

That will be all.

There will be other sessions of the board
at which we will require your presence.

Good day, sir.
Gentlemen.

Thank you.
Our first letter!

For you, captain.
What is it?

Don't look over my shoulder.

I'm sorry, Bart.
What could be so important?

No, I'm sorry, I'm just
a little jumpy, I guess.

Our picture.

Oh, it's that silly thing
the man took that night.

Yeah.

Why are you afraid of the camera?

Putting to your hands up like that.

Why he... He came up so suddenly...
I guess I was startled.

Kathy, what kind of a fool
do you think I am?

I don't know what you mean?

There are only two reasons
why a woman will hide her face.

One, that she's ugly.
That doesn't include you.

- And the other reason?
- She has something to hide.

She's afraid that she might
be recognized by somebody.

Probably the police.

Bart, what are you accusing me of?

Nothing. Except that you're a liar.

Bart!

Where was your own steward when we landed?
Why didn't he vouch for you?

Well, I suppose he went down with the ship.

Yeah? But your friend, the third officer,
he didn't go down.

He testified he never even heard of you.

I was only kidding about him.
Of course I was...

You weren't on the Ruth McIntyre.

The passenger list had no Kathy Hall on it.

I was broke. I had to get back to the States.
I stowed away.

And that's how you met the room stewart.
He was waiting on stowaways.

He found me and took pity on me.

You had no visa out of Lisbon.
The Portuguese Council here cabled.

I didn't have time.
The boat was sailing.

Everything in Lisbon was a mad house.

And why did you figure that you had to
pull this lather racket on me?

There's no racket part. If you can't realize
I'd stick by you through anything and...

Oh, cut off these play acting speeches.
I can't hear them.

All I can hear is the
death rattle of a sinking ship.

My ship. Men screaming, dying.

Fred warned me about you. If I'd listen to him
instead of socking him, he'd be alive right now.

I think you've lost your mind.

No. I just found it.

You wanted to know when the ship sailed.
That's why you came to see me off.

Well, you're coming with me the naval headquarters.

Come on, get your things!

Were you afraid I'd run?

Get on your horse. Beat it.

- But you...
- Go now, before I change my mind again.

Don't ever come back.
Because if you do I'll have to turn you in.

I'm sorry for you. You're such a fool
you don't want to know the truth.

Hiya, mates!

What's the matter, you got
sore throats or something?

Well, captain, The boys says how you...
Well, how you lost your papers...

That ain't true is it, sir?

No, so that's it?

Well gentlemen, in me you behold a fool.
That's true.

Master of my own ship for 17 years,
and now... beach. Retired.

By a school of jellyfish and gold braid
who can't see beyond their own skinny noses.

Hey, tanglefoot!

A couple of shots.

Captain, you gotta get some sleep.

My boy, I'm just waking up.

Loyalty. Faithful service.
What does it get you?

Skipper without a ship.
A man without a country.

Look, Skipper, let's get out of here.

- Come on pay him off now and...
- Yeah, I'll pay him off...

No man or woman or the government
can do this to me and get away with it.

Grand Old Flag. Blah.

Skipper, I'd like a word with you alone.

Anything you say can be said right here.

Okay. I hate to tell you this.

But if you're going around thinking and
talking like this... You're going
against even your own country.

Well, doggone it sir, if it was anybody else
but you, I'd bash you right in the nose.

All right, Watson, why don't you get smart?

Come on, you're not drinking.

Let's get out of here.
Let's go to some regular joint,

where there ain't a bunch
of poop deck patriots.

- How much do I owe you?
- The drinks have been paid for, captain.

You still have friends, captain Manson.
It was a pleasure.

Well, thank you, pal.

Next time the drinks are on me. Come on.

Profiles are an indication of character.
They show anything. Strength or weakness.

Hey! How about a little service?

- Yes, sir.
- Two tequilas.

- No, wait a minute. Make it rums, straight.
- Yes, sir.

You, senor, have the profile of the Caesar.
50 centavos, please.

That's what he told me
the first time I was here.

Profile of a Caesar. Hmm.

Yeah, after his friends gave him the works...

I had only one friend.
Fred Adamson. Now he's dead.

Oh, come on, captain.
You still have your own life.

My life? What's left of that,
you can have for 30 cents.

- Hey, where are those drinks?
- That's the way, captain, be happy.

Forget about all that stuff.
Shipwreck and your dead friend, huh?

- Let's have fun.
- Yeah? Well, maybe I don't want
to forget about them.

- What do you think of that?
- All right, captain. All right.

Better have the right idea.

Well, if I had any brains I'd have
turned over that broad, after the U-Boat,
like they wanted me to.

Believe you me, next time I get
into a tight spot like that,
I'm going to play ball.

If I'd done that this last time
I'd still have my ship.

It'd please my wife better, too.

Your wife? Why?

That's another thing
Fred was right about.

Oh, come on.
Don't let him get you mad.

You're all right, captain.
I think you're a great man.

"Great man." Don't waste any more
time on him, senorita.

His career is finished
his own people kicked him out.

He'll never again be able
to sail his own ship.

All he can do now is get drunk
and make big talk.

You know, Valdez, I never did like you.
Now get out, before I really smack you.

- I'll get you!
- Come on, get out!

Your silhouette, captain.
Most interesting profile.

I gotta get out of here.

Here, pay for the drinks.

Captain, in here, please.

Gentlemen, captain Manson.

Mr. Kruger, captain.

Good evening, captain.

Please, sit down.

Thanks.

Care for a smoke?

Thank you.

You have been taking your luck hard.

We don't blame you.

Frankly, we are rather glad
you feel as you do.

- Yeah?
- We believe you might be valuable to us.

- In what way?
- We want you to sell us information,
to obtain it by any means, and quickly.

Well, maybe I wouldn't fit in.

Maybe it's a kind of a job
that I wouldn't like.

Captain... the untimely death of
one of my subordinates has left me...

Shall we say... short-handed.
At an unfortunate time.

Oh, so that's why you're willing
to take a chance on me.

We take no chance, captain.

We have committed ourselves
and now so have you.

- You will work with us.
- ... Or else reach for a harp, is that it?

Exactly. On the other hand,
you will be paid. Handsomely.

Well, I just wanted to find out...

It's a deal, Mr Kruger.

Excellent!
You'll start tonight with a job.

At day break, a convoy of
20 tankers will leave Tampico.

All shore leaves will of course
be cancelled at midnight.

Which leaves you only three hours to work.

You must know two facts. Type of cargo: whether
crude oil or petrol and motor oil,

which would signify an invasion rendezvous.

Second, average speed of the convoy.
So they can compute the position
of interception for our submarines.

Well, that's a pretty big order.

Yeah.

Just, what ships are sailing with that convoy?

The Narvik, the Dutch vessels, the San Pedro,
the Norge, Diana Kelly, New Zealand...

Uh, wait a minute...
Did you just say the Zealand?

I know the chief engineer on that ship.

Now look, uh... Have you got some
smart gal that I can work with?

Some girl who can twist a man around her finger?

You know, this engineer is a chump for dames.

A couple of shots of tequila
and a sweet looking babe...

Yeah, our group includes such a dame, as you say.

And is she on the level with you?

Are you sure you can trust her?

- Naturally.
- That's swell.

Have her meet me in 20 minutes down at
the bottom of Delistado street, by the arch.

I'll introduce her to this guy
and he'll talk all over the place.

This had better work.

Alright, captain, she will meet you.

Go out carefully,
make sure you're not observed.

Find the fraulein,
have her meet the captain.

Well, here I am.

Aren't you captain Manson?

Yeah, yeah, that's right.

You're from Kruger, huh?
What's your name?

- Karla.
- Karla? Spell it with a K?

Yes, of course. Is anything wrong?

No, no. Well now look...
you won't have to go down with me after all.

You see, this man, this chief engineer,
well, he's already aboard the ship.

He won't come ashore again.
I'll have to go down to see him myself.

Or else get this information on my own.

Well, see you later.

I hope I didn't keep you waiting.

I got here as fast as I could.

Oh, I'm sorry pal,
but I had to make it look real.

- The main thing is, did it work?
- Yes, it did.

Senorita said you followed the silhouette man.

- Where did he take you, captain?
- Warehouse down at the wharf.

At the end of the alley
leading from the Rosarito.

The head man is a fellow
they called Kruger.

Light hair? About five feet ten, eleven?
Rather a thin hard face?

That's right.

There were a couple of other men too.

Oh, the fellow that paid
for the drinks at the bar.

- Yes.
- ...and the waiter at the Rosarito.

There was a woman too.

- A woman?
- Yeah.

Who was she, captain?

- Some gal that called herself Karla.

- You've never seen her before?

No. Why?

Frankly, we suspected your wife.

Now, these enemy agents, captain.
What do they want you to do?

Well they expect me back at midnight.

And they want to know the speed of every tanker
leaving with the convoy that shoves off at dawn.

They know about that?

Yes, and also, they want to know
what kind of oil they carry.

Well, all we've got to do
is just tell them the wrong kind of oil,
and give them a lot of phony figures.

No, not phony.
You must tell them the truth all together.

They are not fools, captain.
They have other means of checking up.

Give them what they want.
Then we must see they don't make use of it.

That's a long shot.
Now if we slip...

We are not accustomed to slipping.

The cargo is mostly gasoline,
for your American army.

The top speed of the slowest vessel
is eight knots.

Tonight, Valdez will go with you.

It's our great chance. Their entire gang
will probably be there when you get back.

You... You must go there armed.
Be prepared possibly...

Yes, I understand.

Well, you have about two hours to kill.

You better circulate, in order to seem to be
getting that information from other people.

I hope you know we appreciate this,
captain Manson.

This grand cooperation.

Now this is mostly personal with me.

It was this bunch of hyenas that sent my ship
to the bottom and killed my best friend.

And I'm not going to leave this town or set foot
on another ship until I put them where they belong.

Well, captain, what did you find out?

Well, the cargo's gas motor oil

Here's the speed of every vessel.
The San Pedro is the slowest, eight knots.

The convoy will have to keep down to that.

- Excellent!
- Are you sure your information is correct, captain?
The figures so far tie with your report.

- Oh, double check, huh?
- Information that is not double checked,
we regard as useless.

That's efficiency, my friend.
We're not slovenly here.

Chart!

We want them all together.

All convoy information is to be wired
immediately to captain Rausch, on U92.

- Take this to the radio station.
- Very well.

Wait a minute. I don't know what he's told you,
but I followed him all evening.

He didn't see any convoy officers
and he didn't introduce me to any...

Hands up, all of you! You too, big boy!

That's it!

Come on. Bunch in there.
Move in, move in.

Don't any of you try to...

Take care of them,
I've got to stop that message.

Don't move.

Fred...

Hello, Bart.

I guess you thought I was dead.

They rescued me.
They picked me up out of the sea.

I call it lucky, don't you?

Yes, they had me, bud.
They held me prisoner.

And what are you doing with that gun? Put it down, Fred.

- Put it down.
- After you, old-timer.

German gun...

I wouldn't have believed it...
You working with this mob.

I... just one of those things.
Until it gets me out of the spot.

- That's why you wanted to give them the oil.
- Now, wait a minute...

And I fell for all that sentimental
talk about not going out with a brawl.

The truth is you didn't want me
to spoil your plans.

Well, you did spoil them.
I was almost killed on account of you.

That torpedo wasn't in the bargain.

You sold out your own ship!
Send it to the bottom!

It wasn't my fault. It was yours.

If you had any sense you would have
given them the crummy oil.

There's only one load.
Why should we get killed? For what?

I've always done my duty I don't see why...

Done your duty to what?
All you thought of was yourself.

I couldn't help it.
I owed them dough, what could I do?

They wouldn't let me quit.
They were gonna kill me.

You don't blame a guy for thinking
of his life, do you? Do you, Bart?

What about your own shipmates who went down?
You weren't thinking of their lives.

So help me, Bart,
I didn't mean anybody to die.

Come on, get going.

- What are you gonna do?
- I guess even a traitor like you
deserves a trial.

No, Bart, no! Why, they'll kill me.
You've got to let me go.

You're my friend, my best friend.
You can't turn me in, Bart.

Go on, get going.

Who is it?

It's me, Bart. Open up, will you?

I'd like to come in for a minute.

- Going away, huh?
- That's right.

Well then, you've got things
straightened out okay.

Yes, it seems that I am
an American citizen after all.

- Oh well, have one?
- Uh-uh. The match is on the table.

You look like you got yourself
straightened out too.

Oh yeah, yeah. I... pick up my new ship
next week. And I'll be off again.

That's fine.

I... I came here to tell you that...

I know I was completely wrong about you.

I was following the wrong trail.

I see.

Who was it?

- Fred.

- Fred?

Last man in the world
I ever would have suspected.

I... I thought he was lost at sea.

No, he wasn't.

He sold out to the Germans.

He was killed.

Killed?

Now we... We shoved off to a good start,
you and me. Sailing along fine.

Too bad I had to run us on a reef.

And there's no salvage.

Yeah, a guy like me belongs at sea.

- I got no business with a wife.
- Oh, I suppose not.

Well, goodbye Kathy. Good luck.

Goodbye. Same to you.

- I guess I won't be seeing you again.

- No, I guess not.

- Bart!
- Yeah?

- Could you help me?
- What's the matter?

I... I can't get my bag closed.

Oh sure, sure.

Oh... yeah? I... Yeah?

Do you really think that we...

Oh, Bart, you're hopeless!
Can't you see I'm still
making a play for you?