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By my count, we got
12 Tomahawk cruise missiles,

six Mark 48 Mod 4 torpedoes,

one Mark 48 ADCAP torpedo
in the racks, two in the tubes.

Twenty-two in all, chief.

Negative, petty officer. It's 21.

I'm sure we brought 22 onboard, sir.

Nineteen in the racks
and two in the tubes. That's 21.

Somebody must have hung
the wrong tag, chief.

That somebody is gonna be
a very unhappy sailor, petty officer.

Petty Officer Hubbell, open up
tube number two and show me my fish.

Aye, aye, chief.

Negative.
Chief, tube number two is empty.

Attention on deck.

Stand at ease, gentlemen.

What's the problem, chief?

According to the ship's log,
we took on 22 fish at Norfolk, sir.

That's correct.

My count just came back 21, sir.

- Serial number unaccounted for?
- 300501, sir.

Sir, what are we missing?

300501...

...carries a 10-kiloton
nuclear warhead.

Commander,

Colonel MacKenzie would like
to see you ASAP, sir.

Good morning to you too.
Do I have time for coffee?

Better let me get it for you, sir.
How do you take it?

Regular.

Yes, sir. Understood.

Uh, Commander Turner
just walked into my office...

Rather, your office, sir, um.

Will do, admiral.

Goodbye.

Good morning, colonel.
How's the admiral feeling?

Oh, like he punched out
of an F-14 by accident.

- His back must be killing him.
- But he won't admit it.

He keeps threatening to come in
and to hell with the doctors.

I'm sure he has every confidence
in you as our OIC, Mac.

Excuse me, colonel.
Here you go, sir. Cream and sugar.

Thank you.

- Can I get you anything, ma'am?
- No, Tiner.

- Close the door on your way out.
- Aye, ma'am.

Sturgis, what I'm about to tell you
is strictly need to know.

Have you ever heard the term
"empty quiver"?

I believe it refers
to the loss of a nuclear weapon.

A fast attack submarine,
the USS Crawford,

cannot account for one of its Mark 48
ADCAP torpedoes

with a 10-kiloton nuclear warhead.

Oh, my God.

My sentiments exactly.

- Where is she?
- Four hours out of Norfolk.

The Crawford is underway
to the Middle East.

The USS Connolly and the rest
of the battle group is leaving tomorrow.

Your presence has been requested
onboard the submarine.

Admiral Chegwidden's approved it.

May I ask why?

The weapons officer
has requested you by name.

Apparently, you know him,
a Lieutenant Mitchell.

Stanley Mitchell?
I was XO on his first cruise.

- Were you close?
- He's kept in touch with me.

Last I heard, he was up for promotion
to lieutenant commander.

Not anymore
if this nuke is really missing.

Your Honour, my client would
have to be an incredibly stupid man

in order to commit these crimes
he's been accused of: Larceny, fraud.

We're asked to believe
he requisitioned items,

opened Internet accounts
using his real name,

the Navy's official credit card
and his own e-mail address.

Now, why wouldn't he try
to conceal his identity?

Why? Because he didn't do it.

The Navy does not promote
stupid people

to highly responsible positions

like that of the disbursing officer
aboard an aircraft carrier.

Lieutenant O'Dell says he was framed.
I believe him, Your Honour.

And I believe
the hearing officer in this case

should give him the benefit of the doubt
and recommend against court-martial

until a thorough investigation
of this matter be concluded.

Thank you, commander. Lieutenant?

Your Honour,
Lieutenant O'Dell is not here today

charged with stupidity,

but rather violating Articles 121, 132,
133 of the UCMJ.

There's clear evidence
of larceny and fraud.

Commander Rabb asked this court

grant the lieutenant
the benefit of the doubt.

Where is the doubt, Your Honour?

I have a full docket today.

This hearing stands adjourned
until 1500.

Commander Rabb, if you have
exculpatory evidence to present,

I suggest you be prepared to do so
at that time.

Adjourned.

There's no way, Harm.
You can't get to Norfolk,

conduct an investigation,
and be back here by 1500.

I think I can.

How? Are you gonna fly?

Why this rush to court-martial,
anyway?

I mean, Lieutenant O'Dell
is under pre-trial confinement.

He's given me some leads.
I'd like the opportunity to follow them up.

I can't approve it.

You mind telling me why?

Yes, I do.

Now if you'll excuse me,

Admiral Chegwidden
keeps calling every 15 minutes.

Next time,
I'd like to be able to tell him

that something
has actually been accomplished.

So you're ordering me not to go?

Is that necessary?

Leaving, commander?

Hey, nice work in there today, Bud.

I don't know whether to say
thank you or I'm sorry, sir.

Where you headed?

Norfolk. But I'll be back.

The torpedoes come from
the depot on a flatbed,

four fish to a load.

The Tomahawks
use different vehicles.

You know the drill, commander,
don't you?

Uh, it's been a while.
Sometimes things change.

Not in this man's Navy, sir.
The boat's moored here.

We back the truck up to about here.

We use one of these cranes.

And very gently, we pick up the fish,
one by one.

We put them over the hatch
of the submarine,

and other than making sure
the crane doesn't fall over,

- we've done our job. Excuse me, sir.
Sir.

The bubbleheads
are responsible for the rest.

Have you left out one part of your job,
master chief?

- The documentation?
- Yes, sir. The documentation.

The weapons officer signs
the torpedo record book for each fish.

We verify the numbers on the manifest
and we both sign off on it.

- How many copies of the manifest?
- Eight pages, sir.

Please don't ask me
where they all go.

My clerk back at the depot
handles that.

Sorry, sir, if I gave you the impression
that paperwork was not important.

Well, master chief,

let's hope this turns out
to be only about paperwork.

What's going on down there?

The base is going on alert,
commander.

They lost a nuke?

It's gotta be a mistake
in the paperwork.

Unlikely. The torpedo record book
for the missing fish is onboard the sub.

So that's why Mac
didn't want me here.

- She didn't tell what was happening?
- No.

I probably shouldn't be telling you.

Why not?
It's got nothing to do with me.

I'm only here for a few hours.
I gotta be back in court at 1500.

- How do you plan to do that?
- I'm gonna take the helo out.

Well, not that helo.
That's my ride out to the Crawford.

I'll catch it when it comes back.

This base is going to lockdown, Harm.
Threatcon Delta.

That bird's the last one in.

As soon as I fly away,
she's the last one out.

You're stuck here for the duration,
buddy.

You went to Norfolk?

Yes, sir, I will.

You didn't order me not to go.

- Why would I do that?
- I bumped into Turner.

I was gonna catch the helo in time
for the hearing, but he took my ride.

- Do you know why?
- Yes.

Harm, you are in a ship's load
of trouble now.

- Well, you might have told me.
- Need to know, Harm.

Well, I guess
I needed to know, huh?

So now I'm stuck here
in a lockdown.

I can't believe
you would pull a stupid stunt like this.

I don't suppose you could see

if Judge Helfman's
in a forgiving mood?

After she finds out
you've left your client in the lurch?

Dream on.

Unless you can pull off a miracle,
Harm,

your client's headed
for a court-martial.

Commander Turner?

We're approaching the drop site, sir.

- Let's get you hooked up.
Copy that.

Ready for descent, commander?

All set.

Right in here, sir.

At ease, lieutenant.

I'm glad to see you, sir.

- Likewise.
- Thank you for coming.

Ordinarily, I'd think any opportunity
to be on a submarine was a good one.

This, however, is an exception.

We'll be able to clear up the mistake
now that you're here, sir.

What mistake is that?

With the onshore paperwork, sir.
It's gotta be what it is.

You mean this paperwork?

Yes, sir. Obviously, it's wrong.

I'm not so sure it's obvious,
lieutenant.

This says 22 weapons left the depot,
four of them Mark 48 ADCAPs,

all of which you signed for
when they came onboard the ship.

- Come on, sir. That's not possible.
- There's your signature.

I know I signed it, but one of these
fish never came onboard this boat.

So why is the torpedo record book
onboard?

Because there was a mistake
at the depot.

The manifest called
for four ADCAPs,

so four torpedo record books
came out to the pier.

Look, sir, this was a rush operation.
We had less than 36 hours

to get it underway. One of those fish
never left the depot in the first place.

If that were the case,
wouldn't it still be at the depot?

Yes, sir. It damn sure should be.

It's not.

Then I can't explain it, sir.
Neither can my crew.

So you signed the torpedo record book
in error?

I guess so.

I'll take responsibility for that.

- Not gonna be good enough.
- What am I supposed to do, sir?

Fall on my sword?
My crew and I don't make mistakes.

Let's get something clear.
This isn't about you.

It's about what happened.

If that torpedo
is not onboard this ship,

there is a 10-kiloton nuclear warhead
out there somewhere.

Gentlemen,
this is Commander Sturgis Turner.

Chief MacDonald,
Petty Officer Villegas,

Petty Officer Hubbell,
Petty Officer Spencer,

Petty Officer Dodd. At ease.

Commander Turner
wants to reconstruct everything

- down to the smallest detail.
- A good idea, sir.

I'll walk the commander through it.

You correct me, chief,
if I get anything wrong.

Lieutenant, I intend to go through
with Chief MacDonald first,

then with these petty officers,
one-on-one.

- I see, sir.
- So if the rest of you will excuse us.

- That means you too, lieutenant.
- Yes, sir.

Thank you.
Excuse me.

Do you need any help, sir?

Uh, no. I'm fine, petty officer.

I'm on my way to legal office

and then I need to make my way
to disbursing.

Oh, uh, that's my department.
Petty Officer Marin.

Follow me, sir,
and I'll show you the way.

- First time on a carrier, sir?
- Uh, not quite.

Oh, I see you're an aviator.
Sorry, I didn't notice.

You probably spend most of your time
up in officer country.

Attention on deck.

As you were.

What can we do for you,
commander?

Master chief, Commander
Rabb. I'm with the JAG Corps in D.C.

I'm representing
Lieutenant Steven O'Dell.

Sir, I think we'd all agree,
if there's anything we can do

to help you or the lieutenant...

Oh, in fact, there is.

Since I'm gonna be here a while,

I'd like to take a look
at the lieutenant's office if I could.

Sure. That shouldn't be a problem.

You're not gonna find much, though.

NCIS cleared everything out
of the office

when the lieutenant was arrested.

The computer doesn't work.
They took the hard drive.

Well, when does the lieutenant's
replacement arrive, master chief?

I'd say sometime
before we get underway tomorrow.

I'm gonna leave you to it, sir.
Anything you need.

Thank you. Close the hatch
on the way out, master chief.

Aye, sir.

Commander
Rabb's on the line, ma'am.

- Hello?
Hey.

What's going on?

You really wanna know?

Harriet's got morning sickness.
Turner's on a submarine.

Half the staff's got the flu.
You're not here.

And now,
the admiral wants an update

every hour on the hour.
How's your day?

Well, I'm, uh, sitting in Lieutenant
O'Dell's office on the Connolly.

The lieutenant claims he was framed
with a lot of trumped up charges.

He says they can all be traced back
to his office.

He's asked me to access the memory
to the fax and copier machine

to see if I can find a clue
as to who might have done it.

Um, I've informed Bud and
Commander Helfman of your problem.

Commander Helfman
is very much not pleased.

That's why I'm recommending
the lieutenant waive my presence

and allow the hearing
to proceed to conclusion.

Sure? What if the recommendation
is a court-martial, Harm?

The convening authority
is here on the base.

If I find something,
I'll present it to him

and hope he doesn't follow
the recommendation.

That's taking a big risk, Harm.

What else can I do?

Okay, chief,
according to the ship's log,

loading commenced at 0900

and Lieutenant Mitchell
signed the manifest

from the weapons' depot
almost 19 hours later

at 0345 the next morning.

That appears to me
that you and your men

loaded 22 weapons
in 19 straight hours

across three watches.

Yes, sir. It was a long day, sir.

Well, isn't it unusual
to load all the ordnance

into the torpedo room
in one long shift?

These aren't usual times,
commander.

Understood.
But working a 19-hour shift,

is it possible
a mistake could have been made?

I can't say
that it would be impossible, sir.

Was a mistake made, chief?

Not that I am aware of, sir.

Chief, is it possible for a 10-kiloton
nuclear device to disappear?

No, sir. That's not possible.

We've got a long day ahead of us,
chief.

A.J., I got everything.

Let me help you put that up.

You will not.

You have better things to do
than to supervise me in the kitchen.

- You don't know where it all goes.
- I will as soon as I put it away.

For you know who.

Heh. Here, girl.

You really have to give her a name.

Oh, thank you.

Nothing's come to me yet.

You just don't like
any of my suggestions, huh?

There's nothing Shakespearean
about this dog.

Oh, really? What about "Yon Cassius
hath a lean and hungry look"?

Cassius is a boy's name.

All right. Call her Portia.

Excuse me, sir.

The new disbursing officer's
just come onboard.

I'd better get out of here, then.
All right, thank you, master chief.

Attention on deck.

Good afternoon, people. At ease.

Commander.

As you were, lieutenant.
I was just leaving.

Ma'am.

Not to rush you, but, uh,
there's some paperwork here

that needs your John Hancock...
Uh, Jane Hancock.

Just give me a pen, petty officer.

- Cash deliveries at 1800?
Yes, ma'am.

Ten million dollars cash

- for the entire battle group.
- Let's do it.

Master chief,
may I have a word with you in private?

Yes, sir.

The new disbursing officer
got here in the nick of time.

Oh, I'd say so, sir.

But I would guess

that most of what happens
in that office, master chief,

is handled by the staff.
Is that right?

We know the procedures, sir.

What kind of an officer
was Lieutenant O'Dell?

Was he real hands-on
or did he delegate authority?

Oh, I'd say we had
a good working relationship

with Lieutenant O'Dell, sir.

- So he let you do your job?
- Yes, sir.

Were you surprised
when he was arrested?

Permission to speak freely, sir?

Absolutely.

I've been in this job for 25 years.

This isn't the first time

a disbursing officer
has gotten in trouble.

It's easy to be tempted.

You heard how much money
comes to this ship.

And I'm sure we've all thought about it
one time or another.

So you think he's guilty?

I wouldn't have thought so, sir.

Is it sure the lieutenant's
going to court-martial?

Not yet, master chief.

Lieutenant O'Dell,

do you understand the concept
of fully informed consent?

By signing the waiver in front of you,

you're giving fully informed consent
for this hearing to proceed

without the benefit
of having your counsel present.

I understand that, ma'am.

I've spoken with Commander Rabb
and he said it was okay.

Lieutenant Roberts,
are you prepared to proceed?

Yes, Your Honour.

Ma'am, motion for a continuance.

Lieutenant,
please don't try my patience

by acting as both prosecution
and defence.

Sorry, Your Honour.

Lieutenant O'Dell,
you may sign the waiver if you wish.

Yes, ma'am.

Very well.

Lieutenant O'Dell,

it is the recommendation
of this hearing

that all charges and specifications
against you

be referred to general court-martial.

This hearing is adjourned.

Get the admiral
on the line for me, Tiner.

Good afternoon, colonel.

Admiral? Uh, Lieutenant O'Dell's
Article 32 hearing has concluded.

The recommendation
is general court-martial.

Hmm, well, send my congratulations
to Lieutenant Roberts.

Rabb must be disappointed.

I'm sure he is, sir.

What did he have to say afterwards?

Nothing that I heard, sir.

Well, uh,
if he's there, let me speak to him.

Uh, you know,
I don't think I can get him

on the phone with you right now,
admiral.

Well, never mind.

What's the situation at Norfolk?

Uh, still in lockdown.

Nothing's leaving the base. Vehicles
and buildings are being checked,

but there's no indication
the missing weapon is there.

Commander Turner?

He's called in, sir.

He's reconstructing what happened
on the U.S.S. Crawford with the crew.

He says it may take all night.

Oh, understood.

Let me know if anything happens.

Aye, aye, sir.

Come here, Portia.

Portia?

Okay, Petty Officer Villegas.

Walk me through it
from the beginning.

It's 0900.

The torpedo room is empty.
The first fish comes down.

Yes, sir. Down through the hatch.

Uh, we got it in and down

and then we secured it
to one of the center skids.

Mark 48 Mod 4. We're good.

All clear, chief.

Then we transfer it
onto a port or starboard skid.

Then what do you do with it?

Ready, chief.

We stow it in a torpedo tube, sir.

We stowed the first four fish
in the tubes to free up the skids.

It makes it easier to arrange weapons
the way the skipper wants them.

At this point
the trailing guidance wire

- is not attached?
That's correct, sir.

The fish is simply resting in the tube?

Yes, sir.

And you hang a tag that says...?

Warshot loaded, sir. So we'll know.

If the guidance wire is not attached,

the weapon does not register
on the fire control system.

It does not, sir.

So as of that moment,
the only men on this boat

who know there's a torpedo
in the torpedo tube

are the three of you who are here
in the torpedo room.

That's affirmative, sir.

Petty Officer Marin?

- You shut down early today?
- Yes, sir.

The cash for the battle group's
coming aboard at 1800.

You mind if I ask you a couple
questions about those procedures?

Ask away, sir.

I was, uh, in my office down a
passageway and I came across these.

Now this is a fax
to the Federal Reserve Bank in D.C.

Requesting withdrawal of $10 million.

That's not all it takes
to get that money, is it? A fax?

Oh, no, sir.
That's just to get the process started.

Someone has to go in person
to the bank.

And this
is, uh, Lieutenant O'Dell's signature?

Yes, sir. He was still disbursing officer
at the time.

But, uh, Lieutenant O'Dell couldn't go
to the bank,

so I went to requisition the funds.

Why you?

The master chief didn't wanna go,
sir.

Hmm.

Uh, this is a fax
to the armoured car company

requesting delivery of those funds.

Is that, uh... Is that all it takes
to get that done? A fax?

What, to get the armoured car?

Yes, sir. It takes a fax
and a purchase order number.

Is there anything else, sir?
Because I've got a lot to do to get ready.

This would have all been pretty routine
for Lieutenant O'Dell, is that right?

He could have done it in his sleep,
like the rest of us.

All right.

Well, uh, you can, uh,
return to business.

I have one last question.

Say you're Lieutenant O'Dell.

You have a promising career
in the Navy.

You've been dealing
with millions of dollars routinely.

Would you throw it all away
to embezzle a few thousand dollars?

I wouldn't know about that, sir.

Now with your permission,
I'd like to get back to work.

Sure.

Hmm.

Okay, Wild Turkey on the rocks.

Perfect.

Do you think it's awkward,

when two people
are in a room together

and no one says anything?

No.

Hmm, I guess I do.

Sometimes I think I talk too much.

- I like it when you talk too much.
- Oh.

Hutton.

What?

A name for the dog. Hutton.

I looked it up today on the Internet

and it means "from the house
on the jutting ledge."

- Appropriate.
- Mm-hm.

Come here, Hutton.

Okay, maybe not.

- Oh.
- Ooh.

You know, A.J., I was thinking
that maybe I could sleep over tonight.

That sounds a little bit
like conduct unbecoming.

Oh, honey, I think you need to retire.

Petty Officer Spencer.

There's an entry by you in the log
at 1900.

Ten hours after load-in started.

Yes, sir. Petty Officer Dodd and I
relieved Villegas and Hubbell.

The load-in continued.
Yes, sir.

We loaded for over 19 hours
without a pause, sir.

All right.
You're out of here, man.

Our turn in the barrel.
Go ahead.

And did you get that rack time,
petty officer?

Tried to, sir, but it's hard to sleep

when you're about to get underway
and the work hasn't been done.

So you didn't sleep?

No, sir.

Were you tired?
- I wasn't doing any heavy lifting, sir.

Answer my question, chief.

I was tired, but I wasn't sleepy, sir.

Was there any time
you weren't physically present

in this room during loading?

I stepped out to the head
a couple of times

and we staggered our breaks
for chow, sir.

Any other times?

When we went off shore power, sir.

What time was that? Is it in the log?

Yes, sir. 0100, sir.

While Petty Officers Spencer
and Dodd were on watch?

Yes, sir.

- Master chief.
- Commander. You're still with us.

Yeah, do me a favour.

- Remind me to get off before you sail.
- Yes, sir.

Is, uh, Petty Officer Marin here?

Uh, no. I secured him, sir.

Something I can help you with?

Yeah, maybe there is.

Take a look at these.

Uh, these here.

Two letters
to the armoured car company,

same date, requesting delivery.

This one at 1800.

This at 1700.

1800 it is, sir.

Now, this is wrong.

Well, that's the funny thing, see.

This came from the fax machine.

This came from the copier.

I don't understand, sir.

How did you get these?

I printed them from the memory in the
machines in Lieutenant O'Dell's office.

These aren't the only ones.

Several nearly identical letters,

all from the copier
and the fax machine in that office.

Sir, what do these have to do

with defending Lieutenant O'Dell
against the charges?

These have nothing to do
with Lieutenant O'Dell.

They were printed and sent
after the lieutenant was arrested,

though his signature
is at the bottom of both of these.

Different dates, names,
signatures on the same documents.

Something is seriously wrong here,
commander.

Who would be in a position to do
something like this, master chief?

Petty Officer Marin, that's about it.
But why?

Now, having seen this, would you say
it's possible O'Dell is being framed?

Oh, I'd say there's no question about it.
I'd say it's very possible.

Well, then we'd better find
Petty Officer Marin ASAP.

Let me see your clearance.
Here you are.

All right.

Modification of orders.

Okay, uh,

where do you want
the truck to go, Lieutenant O'Dell?

Uh, right over there
where I'm parked.

You got it.

Okay, just pull it
right inside the barricade.

We're in lockdown.

Sorry I'm late.

I got paperwork here that says
this money is to go to the ship.

Now you've got paperwork
that says different.

The base is in lockdown.
Once you go in, you don't go out again.

Oh, hell. That's no good.
I got three more drops to make.

That's what I figured.
Just put the money in my van,

I'll take it to the ship
and you're free to go.

Much obliged, lieutenant.

I appreciate the courtesy.

Thank you.

We're gonna unload here,
into the van.

You got it.

- We're unloading here.
- Okay.

Here you go.

This is the last of it.

Electrician's mate, prepare...

I don't know what you want
me to do about Petty Officer Marin.

I just got here today.

It's your department now, lieutenant.

I suggest you inform
your division officer

there are serious discrepancies
and breaches of procedure.

That's a good suggestion, sir.
I'll do that.

I'd do it sooner than later.

You don't mean now, do you?

I have a cash delivery of $10 million
coming on this pier

in less than 15 minutes.

It's up to you, lieutenant.

Master chief. Excuse me.

Evening, sir.

Petty Officer Marin is nowhere
onboard the Connolly.

He's not aboard ship
or you can't find him?

I don't know, sir.

Excuse me, lieutenant.
We have clearance at the front gate.

Armoured car through the gate
and clear security, master chief.

We're here for a pickup.
Pickup?

Where's the money?

It's empty, master chief.

I can see that, ma'am.

These orders are for a pickup.

Who authorized this?

You did, ma'am.

None of this makes any sense.

Maybe it does.

Petty Officer Marin is missing.

We know there's paperwork
requesting two armoured cars,

one for 1700 and one for 1800.

Now, we thought one was a correction.
What if it wasn't?

What if two were ordered?

A 1700 delivery
and an 1800 pickup.

Check with the gate, lieutenant.

If Petty Officer Marin
intercepted the 1700 delivery,

he bought himself an hour
to make off with $10 million.

I'll check with the gate, sir.

When I get my hands
on that son of a bitch...

He must have been putting
this plan together for some time.

He got rid of Lieutenant O'Dell.

To take advantage
of a new disbursing officer.

Yeah, but he couldn't have factored in
the lockdown into his escape, sir.

So how does he get off the base?

Water.

Halt! Put your hands in the air.

Put them up.
Put your hands in the air.

Don't move.

Gentlemen, we're gonna go
through it again by the numbers.

At 0345, load-in is completed.

At 0420, according to this log,

water slugs are fired
through all four tubes to clear them.

Now, what happened
between 0345 and 0420?

We waited for Mitchell
to come from topside.

During that time, we loaded the fish
out of the tubes and onto the skids.

So who was in the torpedo room
when you fired the water slugs?

The lieutenant, myself,
Villegas and Hubbell.

Fire number one.

Firing one. Aye.

And when all four water slugs
had been fired,

you then stowed two Mark 48 ADCAPs
into tubes number three and four.

- Yes, sir.
That doesn't make sense.

You had to move all four torpedoes
out of the tubes to fire the water slugs.

Not four, sir. Three.

I beg your pardon?

There were only three warshots
in the tubes at that point, sir.

Tube number four was empty.

You said you stowed the first four fish

- that came onboard in the tubes.
Yes, sir.

What made you think tube
number four was empty after load-in?

The tag said it was, sir.

Did you or Petty Officer Hubbell

take the torpedo
out of tube number four?

No, sir. We just assumed...

Petty Officer Spencer,
did you or Petty Officer Dodd

un-stow the torpedo
from tube number four?

No, sir.

Uh, I just remembered something,
sir.

When we went off shore power,

the boat was blacked out
for a few seconds.

And I noticed the tag had come off
tube number four, so I put it back.

Come on, man. Let's go.
- Okay.

I must have put it back wrong.

You were out of the room
at that time, right, chief?

Yes, sir.

You didn't notice the mistake?

No, sir.

It must have been in the tube
when we fired the water slug, sir.

- Fire number four.
- Firing four, aye.

If 300501 was in the tube
when you fired the slug, chief,

where is it now?

I'd say it's about five fathoms
below the pier at Norfolk, sir.

Chief, maybe you and your crew
could give us a minute of privacy.

Aye, aye, sir.

How many hours did you go
without sleep during this, lieutenant?

Thirty-six?

Forty-eight?

Something like that.

We're all human.

How did it feel, sir,

knowing that you'd never serve
on a submarine again?

And that's all it was?

The torpedo got shoved out
into the water?

They haven't found it yet,
but that seems to be the explanation.

Nobody checked the tube
before they fired the water slugs.

- Charges?
- I don't think it can be avoided, sir.

The weapons CPO
bears direct responsibility.

Next is the weapons officer,

the skipper's career
may not survive either.

Good men. Very bad mistake.

Nice job, commander.

Thank you, sir.

Get out of my chair, damn it!

Come here, Dammit.

I knew it'd come to me.

You know what's funny
about all this?

No, but I'll bet
you're about to enlighten me.

It was a fortunate mishap.

If the nuke hadn't gone missing,

the base wouldn't have been
in lockdown,

the Navy would be out
$10 million right now.

Interesting hypothesis,
but I'm not sure the Navy would agree.

Lieutenant O'Dell, the charges
against you have been dropped,

thanks to the efforts
of Commander Rabb.

Thank you, ma'am.

Thank you, sir.

I knew I could trust you.

Oh, I just got lucky, I guess,
lieutenant.

You know, if you hurry
you can get back to Norfolk

before the Connolly gets underway.

It seems your replacement
has a replacement.

You. Dismissed.

Aye, aye, ma'am. Sir.

Lucky, huh?

You just saved the taxpayers
$10 million.

Well, somebody had to do it.

Good morning, admiral.

As you were, Tiner.

Keep your seat, colonel.
Morning, commander.

Sir.

Uh, you know, I was just finishing
tidying up your desk, sir.

No, no, no. This is just a visit.
You're still in charge.

Yes, sir. Thank you, sir.

Excuse me, admiral.

There's a dog in the office.

I know. She's mine.
Come here, Dammit.

Sit down, Dammit.

You've named the dog Dammit, sir?

Well, the name kind of found itself.

Dammit?

Oh, no!

Oh, damn it.