The Caine Mutiny Page #3

I understand, sir.

I've been filling out | officers' fitness reports.

- How should this affect yours? | - Anyone can make a mistake.

There are mistakes and mistakes. | The margin for error is narrow here.

There's too much loss of life | and property damage possible.

Here. | Read it.

"Ensign Keith seems | a fairly bright young man."

"He may become a competent officer | once he overcomes...

...a careless approach | to his duties."

- Is it unfair? | - Sir, if I may be permitted...

I made a mistake, but I don't think | I should be singled out for it.

The Caine's a slack ship. The decks | look like a Singapore junk.

You must also | strongly disapprove of me.

- Go ahead, man to man. | - I'm in no position to judge.

My conception of a captain | is different from yours.

I'll take it under advisement. | Since you feel so bitter. -

- Perhaps what's in the dispatch | will brighten your day.

As you can see, | I'm being relieved of command.

Next week | you'll have a new captain.

Lieutenant Commander | Philip Francis Queeg. Feel better?

- Definitely, sir. | - Good. That'll be all, Keith.

In accordance with | Bureau of Naval Personnel. -

- Order 01602 1 of November 1943. -

- You'll report to and relieve the | commanding officer of the USS Caine.

Signed, Louis Whitfield, | Rear Admiral, USN, Chief of Bureau.

I relieve you, sir.

All standing orders to remain | in force. Dismiss the men.

- Good luck, Captain. | - Thank you.

Crew dismissed.

I could stay aboard a few days | till you get used to things.

There's no need for that. We all | have our own ways of running a ship.

This one's tired. She ought | to be melted down for razor blades.

The crew's tired, too. | But every man is okay.

- I understand. | - I hope you do.

Yours, Captain.

Attention on deck.

- Request permission to leave. | - Captain, sir?

- What is it, Meatball? | - Nothing, sir.

A few of the guys chipped in and...

Whose idea was this?

- It's against Navy regulations. | - You don't go by regulations.

That's my trouble. | I've been aboard the Caine too long.

You take an even strain with the | new skipper, and it'll be all right.

- I'm leaving the ship, sir. | - Yes, sir.

What do you know? Somebody | left his watch lying around.

I might as well have a souvenir. | Not a bad-looking watch at that.

- What time is it? | - 11:00.

Make it 10:
30. | I'll keep it a half hour slow -

- To remind me | of the fouled-up crew of the Caine.

Carry on.

What's everybody so choked up for?

I still think | that someday you'll make an officer.

Captain Queeg requests | a meeting of all officers at 13:00.

We'll be shipmates for a long time. | We should get acquainted.

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