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.