Have a nice day.
Mr. Tideman.
Mr. Lasky? AW3 Marty Padanski.
Mr. Lasky? I'm Richard Tideman's executive assistant.
- Glad to know ya. Are you going with me? - No.
Mr. Tideman just wanted to see you off.
- Is that him in the car? - Yes.
Well, we've never met. Can I introduce myself?
It isn't necessary, Mr. Lasky.
As I said, he came to see you off.
Well, thank him for me.
Take a look, sir.
Arizona Memorial.
She's now resting in 33 feet of water in an upright position.
There were only 289 survivors.
Russian trawler.
What's it doing?
Not doing much fishing!
I'll take it, sir.
Mr. Lasky, I'm Commander Dan Thurman, executive officer.
- Welcome aboard. - Thank you.
Now follow me to the Bridge.
Stand clear, spot 3.
Helo-733, rotating.
- Give me 25 knots of wind over the deck. - Aye, Captain.
- All ahead full. - All ahead full, aye.
- Indicate 100 R.P.M. - Indicate 100 R.P.M. Aye, sir.
Central Bridge, all ahead full, 100 R.P.M.
- Continue fixed wing recovery. - Aye, Captain.
Let's bring the Kag aboard.
Victor-200, your signal is Charlie.
- Set 52, Tomcat. - Set 52, Tomcat.
T- minus 30 seconds.
Tomcat 200. I'm on approach and lining up.
Gear coming down.
200, slightly right.
Gear down and locked.
Add power. Power.
All indicators green.
Hold there.
Hold it. Slightly left.
In the groove. Looks good.
In the port, Cat 1. Get below. We still have aircraft to land.
I hear you're on assignment from Tideman Industries
to the Defense Department, right?
- Yeah, that's right. - What is your job, Mr. Lasky?
- I'm a systems analyst. - Oh, efficiency expert, right?
Yeah, you could say that.
- That's a quick change in the weather. - Yeah!
Sure is.
- Hi, Kag. - It's getting a little strange out there, boys.
- Welcome aboard, Mr. Lasky. - Thank you, Captain.
- Are we headed for a squall? - Not an official one.
Sir, this is Commander Damon, operations officer.
- How do you do, Mr. Lasky? - Fine, thank you.
And Lieutenant Perry, officer of the deck.
- How do you do, sir? - Good, sir.
Mr. Lasky is going to be taking a look
at how we do things here aboard the Nimitz.
- We'll give you whatever help we can, sir. - Thank you.
Our departure was delayed two days
- at the request of your mysterious boss. - I'm sorry about that, Captain
but I'm afraid Mr. Richard Tideman is as much a mystery to me
- as he is to the rest of the world. - Two days.
Perhaps the fact that Tideman helped design and build this ship
affords him some special privileges.
Corporal Kullman will escort you while you're aboard ship.
- Right this way, sir. - Oh, Mr. Lasky?
I'd be delighted if you'd join me for dinner.
Thank you, Captain. I'd like that.
Am I mistaken, or was Black Cloud's forecast this morning
- for clear skies and sunshine? - I'll bet he wishes it wasn't, sir.
Hand me that weather report, please.
Thank you.
What do you think it is?
It wasn't there on the morning run.
Check all projection lenses, and if it's not there, check all receivers.
Aye, aye, sir.
The Nimitz. Who's that?
- A Russian trawler. - What's he want?
A big fish!
You've been assigned Navigator's inport cabin, sir.
Connects with Commander Owens, our air wing commander.
Your luggage has been delivered, sir.
I'll be just outside, sir, if there's anything you need.
Thank you.
Hello?
"Pacific At War, Commander Richard T. Owens."
Very well.
We're having communication problems with the incoming flights.
- What do you mean? - It's interference from the storm, sir.
- Get Black Cloud up here. - Yes, sir.
Sunshine and clear skies.
- Anything else you'd like to see? - I beg your pardon.
What the hell are you doing in my cabin?
I'm terribly sorry.
You're Commander Owens. I'm Warren Lasky.
They put me next door.
Mr. Lasky, the one thing we cherish aboard a ship is privacy.
Maybe it's because we get so damn little of it.
I understand. I hope you'll forgive me.
You know, from what I've read, your manuscript is very good;
I mean, really very good.
Thank you. You a historian, Mr. Lasky?
I'm a little bit of everything, I guess. I work for Tideman Industries.
What exactly is your job aboard this ship?
Very simply, I look at the way you people do things
and if I can think of any alternatives
I write it up and submit a report to the Department of Defense.
Think you'll find some?
Well, there are always alternatives, Commander.
Mr. Lasky, please don't look for them in here.
Excuse me.
Boss, Kag's here.
George, any further word from Stanton?
We know he's inbound, but we can't talk to him. His radios are garbled.
Just wish he had more experience.
Yes, Captain. Yes, sir. He's right here.
- Kag? - Yes, Skipper?
- How many planes have you got in the air? - Just one, sir.
- Our newest pilot, Stanton. - Well, get him aboard as fast as you can.
- I want to get out of this weather. - Right away, Skipper.
- He wants him down now. Keep trying. - Corsair, 412.
Air Ops Primary, try again on 412. See if you can reach him.
Take a look at the scope, sir.
The water temperature's down five degrees
and even the barometer's giving improper readings.
It should be down, and it's way up.
- What the hell is that? - It seems to have a cycle, sir.
One run it's there, the next one is clear.
One run it's there, the next one is clear. I've never seen anything like it.
Turn those destroyers around and head them back to Pearl Harbor.
- No need for them to go through this. - Yes, sir.
Keep it in the wind till we get that Corsair aboard.
It's one of our new pilots.
All units in Romeo Alpha, this is Kilo Bravo.
This is 412. I have an unsafe hook indicator. Over.
412, roger. Unsafe hook. Recycle your hook.
Negative. I've tried that.
412,your transmission's poor. Say your fuel's state.
Captain Boss, that Corsair's in real trouble. Can't get his tail hook down.
- I think we better take him in the barricade. - Rig it!
Air Ops, tri-flight. On the flight deck!
We have an A-7 Corsair in trouble. Can't get his hook down.
This is not a drill.
Repeat, this is not a drill. Now rig the barricade!
Bow deck! Bow deck! This is no drill!
All right! Let's go!
Go on! Let's hustle now!
All personnel off the deck now!
Barricade coming up. Clear the area!
Clear the flight deck!
- Do you see him out there yet? - Yeah, there he is!
Head's up! Green deck, land aircraft.
My God. Look at that.
Have Central come up on theJ.A.
- Steady as she goes. - Steady as she goes, aye.
Central Bridge, pick up theJ.A.
- Aye, sir. - Where's that plane?
I don't see it, Captain.
Sound general quarters.
- Aye, Captain. Boatswain. - Boatswain mate. Aye, sir.
- Sound general quarters. - Aye, sir.
General quarters, general quarters.
All hands, man your battle stations.
Go up and forward on your starboard side, down and aft on your port side.
General quarters, general quarters.
Time plus two minutes.
- What the hell's goin' on? - General quarters, sir. Come with me.
Time plus three minutes.
Time plus four.
Report when all stations are manned and ready.
Got him right there! Comin' in! A-7 Corsair!
Heads up on deck! He's in bound to the barricade.
Green jackets to the barricade.
We can't hear you.
All right.
Crash on deck! Crash on deck! All personnel respond now!
Let's get out there and watch for fire!
Red shirts, front and center! Move it, move it!
Move it!
- Go back to course 350. - Aye, aye, sir.
Okay! Take 'er down!
All personnel on the Flight Deck, let's turn to.
Blue shirts, locks and chains on the aircraft.
Is this the last known position of our destroyers before the storm?
- Yes, sir, Captain. - Skipper.
Dan, go down and check out the Threat Board.
- Keep me posted. - Right.
- Get Kag up here. - Yes, sir.
I want to talk to CI NPAC Fleet.
Captain, we're down across the board. Antennas check out, but we're off the air.
- Any word from our destroyers? - We aren't getting anything
except some code transmissions in the 200-meter band.
Otherwise, we're dead as a doornail.
- Ops, what's our radar picture? - Radar shows us clear, sir.
Clear? Can't you see that Russian trawler?
I have the signal officer on deck, but no visual sighting, sir.
Keep me advised. Navigator, what's our posi?
270, Captain. 280 miles west of Pearl Harbor.
Oh, Dick. Launch a Hawkeye to check ship's communications
a Crusader to make a photo run over Pearl and put two Tomcats on ready alert.
- Aye, aye, sir. - Captain! Captain!
Hey, what happened?
Frankly, I don't know.
Lieutenant, have the heads of all departments
meet me at C.V.I.C. immediately after the launch.
Aye, aye, sir.
- Mr. Lasky, I want you to stay with me. - Captain's off the Bridge.
It's a code.
Can you break it, Chief?
- I think someone's putting us on. - Why?
Because I learned this code at Great Lakes. It's ancient.
Thanks, Chief.
Stand clear at 012. Hawkeye rotating.
Off the bow, stand clear.
736 lifting for plane guard.
Hold it! Hold it! Hold it!
- Go hold your own! - Who said that?
Chrissakes, Chief, all we want to know is what's going on.
- Whatever it is, you'll be told. - When?
- As soon as the skipper's ready. - That's what they always say!
Hey, Ex-O, what's goin' on? Attention on deck!
Carry on.
Gentlemen, we're at general quarters, because I don't have any idea what's happened.
But I don't exclude the possibility of war.
- A nuclear strike? - Possibility.
- Now, what action's been taken? - Well, Skipper
there's nothing on the Threat Board
and there's been no significant damage to the ship.
- The crew's in good shape. - Air wing is intact. First team's ready to go.
E-2 is now showing the area clear, and reconnaissance aircraft
should be coming up on Pearl, sir.
The reactor is stable. All readings are normal.
Capable for maximum speed, Captain.
- Lloyd. - We can transmit and receive
- but we haven't been able to reach anybody. - Why's that?
Tried everybody in the book... CI NPAC, Joint Chiefs...
I even took a crack at the White House.
Now, we do have some low-band transmissions...
strictly manual stuff with very low power.
We'll have to do some retuning to transmit in that range.
Get on with it!
- Ops? - All radar's up, all weapon systems check out.
- We're ready, sir. - Mr. Lasky. You have anything to add?
- No, sir, not at this time. - Skipper.
I have a reconnaissance report coming in now, sir.
Flight level 250. Camera rolling.
There doesn't appear to be any damage. Seems to be some unusual shipping traffic.
I'll make another pass for a close-up series.
- Over. - E.T.A. to Nimitz, 12 minutes, sir.
Skipper, we're picking up some weird traffic on the A.M. broadcast band
on the entertainment circuit, but the signal strength is very weak.
Boss, I told you. I tried and tried, and I can't get Carmichael to go to sleep.
Rochester, that polar bear's got to go to sleep.
- He's supposed to hibernate. - Jack Benny?
Where is he now?
Sittin'up in bed, readin' Esquire.
Esquire? Well, take it away from him.
Oh, come now, boss. He's been around.
Lloyd, tape and monitor all transmissions.
Ops, I want a closer look on all air, surface and subsurface contacts
within 250 miles of this ship.
Dick, put some tankers and a medium-sized strike force on a 30-minute alert.
- Aye, aye, sir. - Any questions?
Skipper, the ship is still at general quarters. Request permission to go to condition 3.
Granted. I'll be on the Bridge. I want answers.
Attention on deck!
Secure from general quarters. Set condition 3.
- I stand relieved. - Very well.
- Bridge. - Captain's on the Bridge.
Captain, C.I.C. reports a surface contact bearing 350° at 130 miles.
- I want an I.D. on the surface contact. - Yes, sir.
- Launch the ready alert. - Aye, sir.
Which, translated into world terms
means a worldwide reduction of armaments
to such a point and in such a thorough fashion
that no nation will be in a position
to commit an act of physical aggression
against any neighbor anywhere
in the world.
What the hell's the matter with him?
He's asking us to trust our enemies, and he knows better.
You're absolutely right.
Hey, Laurel, you finished that very quickly.
Well, I hope so. Let's see, where were we? Uhh...
"And there"...Oops. "And therefore"...Ah, here we are.
"So if he does choose to support my program
let Senator Chapman be assured now
that I am fully aware of those qualities in him
which recommend him as cabinet material."
I think that says it exactly. You agree, Arthur?
- Miss Scott, you should've been a diplomat. - I rather thought I was.
Well, you certainly cooked up a compromise that's gonna make your boss
the next vice president of the United States.
I better type this up before you two start trying to improve on it.
- Thanks, Laurel. - Here in downtown Honolulu
the weather is 78° under partly cloudy skies.
Arthur, will you leave the girl enough clothes on not to catch cold?
She's too valuable to me.
Have you slept with her yet?
What kind of a question is that to ask a married man?
- You son of a gun! - Think I better go check what she's doin'.
- Oh, sure! - Arthur, have another drink
and stop thinking about how much everybody else is gettin'.
- Thanks! - See you later.
We swung it, Laurel. How about that? We really swung it!
- Did you tell him you were sleeping with me? - What?
Laurel. I wish I was.
- I'm not gonna lie about it. - People assume you are anyway.
- I'll just have to live with the fact. - Fact?
Of what they think.
You're a strange girl, Laurel.
You give more back talk and less cooperation than any girl on Capitol Hill.
I don't know why I put up with you and your dog.
I don't know why I just don't fire you.
Because I'm the best political assistant you'll find
and you're still more interested in politics than sex.
Charlie!
What is he barking at?
Charlie, what is it?
Listen.
They had U.S. markings.
- You sure of that? - I thought so too.
Their speed! Are they ours?
I don't know. But if they are ours, they've kept them a close secret.
- I want inquiries made as soon as we return. - Yes, Senator.
Bridge.
Skipper, the F-14s are on top of the contact.
Alert 1, this is Eagle 1. What have you got?
We've overflown the craft, sir.
It's a civilian yacht, flying U.S. flag
about 50 feet in length, old but in mint condition.
- Over. - Hold observation position.
Dispatching 86 tanker for refueling.
Stand clear, Path 1.
86 tanker departing.
The challenger's back with one, two, threejabs to the mouth.
Louis responds with a right to the head. Cuts with a left to the body.
- Brings it up to the head. - Hey, who's that fighting?
- Louis takes another left and a right. - I don't know.
Louis is staggered by a right to the jaw. He almost goes down.
There's the bell ending round 12.
Look sharp, feel sharp
Be sharp and listen, mister How are you fixed for blades
- Do you have plenty? - How are you fixed for blades
You're better off...
Let's get some air.
Captain's off the Bridge.
I don't know.
Dan, what's this all about? What do you make of it?
Nostalgia broadcasting on the Armed Forces band.
Broadcasting after a strike? Nah.
Excuse me.
Sir, is it possible that this could be part of some secret naval maneuver?
- Course not. - There are a few people
- who'd like to watch us work under pressure. - What are you saying, Dan?
The Department of Defense sent him out here.
Maybe they wanted to give him something to watch.
Now, that makes more sense than anything else so far.
Now, wait a minute, gentlemen. You may be the victims of some kind of joke.
But whether the Pentagon's behind it
or the Kremlin or some little green men from Mars
I promise you, I'm as much in the dark about it as you are.
Captain, we're getting something you might wanna hear.
- In the Plot Room. - Aye, sir.
The Germans are retreating on the 70-mile front in southern Russia.
However, forces were reported 200 miles from Moscow
and long-range artillery fire was heard in the suburbs of Moscow.
- Meanwhile in Washington... - What the hell's going on here?
Sir, I think you ought to see
these aerial reconnaissance photographs of Pearl Harbor.
- Turn that off! - Yes, sir.
That'll be all. You.
- It's not Pearl Harbor. - Sure as hell is.
Look at that old battle rig.
It's a memorial now. It's the Arizona.
- But she's completely intact. - That's right.
- Get Mr. Lasky back up here. - Yes, sir.
What's the matter with you?
I was just on the Bridge. They're scared. Real scared.
- What happened? - It's crazy.
The Russians, us, even the Germans.
- We've finally done it. - Done what, for Christ's sake?
- War. We're at war. - You always talkin' shit.
I want a straight answer
and I don't give a damn about any orders you've had elsewhere.
Is there something you've held back?
Nothing. Absolutely nothing, Captain.
All right. I accept that.
Here's a photo taken by our reconnaissance pilots less than an hour ago.
- May I suggest something, Captain? - I'm wide open.
I suggest that you ask Commander Owens to come up here right away
and bring the photos he's using to illustrate his book.
Why?
I think he'll have something very interesting to show you.
All right.
Tanker, this is Alert 1. You got two thirsty Tomcats. Whaddya got?
I've got the hard stuff. Pull right in.
Contact.
We've got a green light.
Fill 'er up, check the oil and clean the windshield. Over.
Dick, where'd you get these?
I got them from the Smithsonian, sir. They're old agency photos of Pearl.
- Just like these. - Not like these.
That one was taken less than an hour ago.
I don't understand, sir. These are pre-World War II pictures.
This is the fleet that was destroyed.
Sir, C.I.C. reports two bogeys at low altitude. Distance, 125 miles.
- Have our fighters take an I.D. pass. - Aye, Captain.
Have our fighters investigate and identify the contact 090, signal Buster.
Aye, sir. Alert 1, this is Eagle Control.
Vector 210 for the bogeys. Bogeys low and slow.
Your signal is Buster. I say again, your signal is Buster.
Roger, Eagle Control. Alert 2 now completing its fueling.
Vectoring 210. Out.
That's the Arizona, Tennessee, West Virginia.
You're saying
that these are both photographs of Pearl Harbor
on December 6, 1941?
Yes, sir.
Our reconnaissance plane has just taken pictures
of something that hasn't existed
for over 40 years.
Sir, we've got I.D. on the bogeys.
- Captain's on the Bridge. - What button?
Eleven, sir.
Alert 1, this is Eagle 1. What have you got?
- Two Japanese Zeros, sir. - Two what?
Two trophy-class Mitsubishi A6Ms in original condition
complete with all markings.
- I mean, they look brand new, sir. - Have you been spotted?
Negative. We're right on the side at 6:00 high.
Stay in visual contact. Take no action without clearance.
Wilco, Eagle 1. Out.
- Jack Benny and Rochester. - And newscasts from World War II.
Somebody for some reason
wants us to believe that we're back in 1941.
- Now, who wants it? - The Russians.
- Oh, Dan. - Maybe. Power of psychology.
Excuse me, Captain
but we also have to consider one alternative possibility.
What's that?
The possibility that what's happening here is real.
Geez, that's ridiculous.
Maybe, but we have some pretty strong evidence, sir.
Let's not just write off one possible explanation for it
- because we don't happen to like it. - How would that be possible?
- Could you explain that to me? - No, sir, I can't.
But all of us know that movement through time is possible.
Einstein proved it.
- In theory. - In theory.
So all we have to do is move through some storm at sea, and bingo...
we're all much more clever than Einstein.
What sort of storm was that, Commander? Certainly nothing like I've ever seen.
Nothing like any of us have ever seen.
There are forces in the universe
which we're only now just beginning to understand.
I mean, understand through science, not superstition.
There are black holes in space, antimatter, curved space...
things that are as strange to us
as electricity would have been to people in the Middle Ages
or this ship in World War II.
Well, crew is anxious for an explanation too.
Now, we've gotta get a clearer picture of all this.
Let's go to C.I.C.
Hey.
- What is it? - Listen.
It's those planes again.
No, no. Different noise entirely.
There they are.
- They're not ours, are they? - No, certainly not.
They haveJapanese markings.
They're comin' in again.
Laurel, ask the captain to radio Hawaii.
Find out aboutJapanese fighter planes in the area.
Yes, Senator.
Oh, God! They're shooting!
Oh, my God.
- Oh, no. - The captain send the message?
We've gotta get off this boat.
Come on, Laurel!
Eagle Control, this is Alert 1.
They just strafed the hell out of that yacht!
Why would they attack a yacht?
Their job would be to destroy anything with a radio that could warn Pearl Harbor.
Providing you and Mr. Einstein are correct.
Dick, where would theJapanese fleet be at this time on December 6, 1941?
Well, sir, they'd be off the scope
but an educated guess would be around about here.
Excuse me. They'd have to be here, up around the northwest sector.
Let's get this settled once and for all. Have the E-2 check it out.
I wanna see if theJapanese task force is out there.
Yes, sir.
Eagle Control, Alert 1. They're making another run.
Jesus! They'll shoot that damn yacht to pieces!
Request permission to arm and fire.
- For God sakes, Skipper... - Negative.
- Charlie? Charlie! - No, Laurel! Not now!
Come on! Those planes are coming in! Come on!
Let's go! Come on, Harvey!
Eagle Control, they blew it to bits. They must've hit the fuel tank!
- Any survivors? - Stand by.
Affirmative. One, two, three Mae Wests!
Hey, wait a minute! Those bastards are turning back!
They're gonna strafe them in the water! Request permission to fire.
This is Eagle 1. You are cleared to arm, but do not fire.
Throw them off, play with them, but don't fire.
Affirmative.
- Sam! Sam. - All right. It's all right. I'm all right.
Look up!
Oh, no! They're coming again!
Harvey! Get that life preserver off and dive!
I can't swim!
Here they come!
He's dead.
It's okay. Easy, boy. Up you go.
Hey, Fox, that woke 'em up!
I think we should give 'em another shot.
Why the hell are we playing with these guys?
Radar shows enemy planes heading on course, 220.
- 220. - SweetJesus.
Skipper, they're headed straight for us
and we've got an armed strike force just sitting on the deck.
Alert 1, this is Eagle 1. You're cleared to fire.
Splash the Zeros. I say again, splash the Zeros.
- Yes, sir. - This has gotta be a dream.