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Come on, Carl.
- Red diver, what's your situation? - The whole ship just dropped 50 feet.
- Has-been. - Yes.
I pass, I become an intern, maybe someday a doctor.
You're fined one half month's pay for six months...
- We'll bring him home. - Sailor!
Pull him up. Faster! Faster!
When people ask why you’re doing this
Carl, do you read me?
Watch the door. Try not to touch anything.
Hell I don't know why anyone would want To be a floatplane pilot
I got no room for heroes or stuttering swim champs with a wife and kids.
...we have every cook and shine boy thinking they'll be next...
But the joke is, I'll wash out if I fail my next exam.
Roger that.
- Auld lang syne and all. - Auld lang syne.
I made some calls.
Thirty-six hours ago, an American B-52 bomber...
To return to the chief's primary concern.
Some good, some bad.
I can't do that, chief. I haven't reported for duty.
Knowing you, it's gonna be something big.
Afternoon, chief.
And me? You better than me?
Let's go, son. Your father's waiting on us.
Could you do that, Senior Chief Brashear?
Come on, Jane.
We landed on something.
I just made you a deck seaman three days ago.
- It won't happen again. - Yes, it will.
Well, I'll be goddamned.
Swim champ had half a chance.
We gotta go now, because Billy's gonna dance with me.
Stationed in Norfolk, Virginia, the divers were flown here hours ago...
Here, sir.
Move!
Goddamn It, Karlo, Move Your Ass! I Want My 12 Goddamn It, Cookie, Move Your Ass! I Want My 12
It's a lot of brass to sling up from a seated position.
Change a fucking bedpan!
In their eyes, you'll never be as good as them.
Senior Chief Brashear, the business of the modern Navy...
...it's time to ring in the New Year.
Pimple on God's ass.
Avert your eyes!
Give up, Cookie.
...that some things do not change.
- A Navy master diver? - Yes, sir.
You were right, chief. You and I have nothing in common.
Captain, I concur with your assessment.
This field ain't ever gonna be done.
You have to let them know who's boss.
I can't.
...where it is my greatest wish...
you know what the chinese say cookie?
- You fail the next test, you're out. - Yes, sir.
Makes you think twice about who you invite into your home.
Three-quarters of you standing here will fail to become Navy divers.
Sailor! Sailor!
I guess not.
Three from the first row, step forward.
I heard you were a hell of a swimmer, Snowhill. State champ?
I wrote it.
Late for what?
My name is Master Chief Billy Sunday.
My opinion might mean something here.
Senior Chief Sunday...
She told me it was okay to dance with girls.
- You can't go down there. - I won't have your familiar tone.
Come on. We'll help you.
Never been there.
And which one is that?
Fraternizing among Navy men?
Say now, who wants to quit?
Where are you? Are you okay?