Destination Tokyo Page #2

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we want to be alone, don't we?

See? It's cute. I told you.

You know, it works all the time.

Passed the submarine net, captain.

Well, Andy, it'll be a long time

between beers.

Merry Christmas, Mike.

Merry Christmas, Tommy.

This is the first Christmas

I ever spent underwater.

You should have been aboard with us

Christmas Day 1941.

The Japs sure gave us

a Christmas present.

Blasted the living daylights out of us

off Lingayen Gulf.

Between depth charges,

we ate Christmas dinner in the dark...

...200 feet down.

Ice water and sandwiches.

Well-sprinkled with rust and chips of paint

that kept flying off the bulkheads at that.

- Bet you said your prayers.

- I sure did. Some extra Hail Marys too.

- Do you think prayers do any good, Mike?

- Sure, they do.

Some guys say, "Go ahead, prove to me

there's a God."

I don't argue. I just know,

like I know there's salt in the sea.

That's the way it is with me too.

Look, Mike, if we get depth-charged,

and I show any signs of being yellow...

...you sock me.

- Right on the button.

- That's a promise?

- It's a promise.

If I were in Connecticut now...

...Mother and Dad would come in

to wake me singing Christmas carols.

It's sort of a custom they started

when I was a kid.

Pretty, ain't it?

Those guys practice all year for this.

- Merry Christmas.

- Merry Christmas, you guys!

- Merry Christmas, Tin Can!

- Happy Noel.

Same to you and many more.

Merry Christmas, skipper.

Merry Christmas, fellas.

Merry Christmas, skipper.

And a very merry Christmas to you gents.

We'll have to top the diesels.

Hey, get a load of him, will you?

Presents.

"For Pills, the pharmacist's mate,

a mournful knell.

He dropped his vitamins

down the periscope well."

So, what do you got?

"The new kid forward

is wiser but sadder.

Since he stepped on the skipper

coming down the ladder!"

I apologized.

"On Wolf's grave, a wreath is laid.

Since he tangled his line

with that chambermaid."

- Come on, open it.

- Open it!

You should have had it filled.

"All hands get ready

to upchuck this dinner.

With Cookie in the galley,

we're going to get thinner."

Fine, listen.

If that ain't a new high

for gratitude.

Who practically mothers

all the guys on this ship?

I do.

Who bends over a hot stove

all day long for you guys?

I do.

Who's going to get all the glory

when you sink a Jap ship?

You! That's who.

Who's gonna get the medals

from this war? You guys!

And what am I going to get? Nothing but

varicose veins and dishwater hands!

Open it! Open it!

What have you got? Open it.

Gee, guys.

You shouldn't have done it.

Lookouts to the bridge.

Keep your eyes peeled, kid.

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