The Final Countdown

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 CAG 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, CAG.

- 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, CAG'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.

- CAG?

- 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.

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