Voyage to the Bottom of the Sea Page #3

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Yeah.

- Jimmy, isn't it?

- Yes, sir.

And now you're a minisub man.

How do you like the new model?

She handles like a dream, sir.

I can't wait to test her under the ice.

- You will. Good luck, my boy.

- Thank you, sir.

Sorry to break in on your social life.

Back to work.

This should interest you, doctor.

Dr. Jamieson, Dr. Hiller,

Congressman Parker.

- How do you do?

- Happy to meet you, Congressman.

- Thank you.

- The Dr. Hiller?

It's a pleasure to welcome

such a distinguished psychiatrist aboard.

You flatter me. You seem very well

equipped here and pleasantly unoccupied.

Well, we're hoping to keep it that way

with the help of these little gadgets.

Afraid it's mandatory that you wear

our newest style in submarine sportswear.

- May I?

- Thank you.

If you pick up a fatal dose of radiation,

it glows red.

A fatal dose of radiation?

Oh, there's a warning.

It loses all its color first.

By the way, give me one of those

for Admiral Crawford.

I hate to break this up, Doc, but I have

some healthier places to show our guests.

I'll check in later with you, doctor.

See ya.

This way, please.

Ah, there you are.

I've just introduced

our guests to Dr. Jamieson.

By the way, Admiral,

I have your dosimeter here.

Good man, Jamieson.

He'll keep you well

filled in on statistics.

[TRUMPET]

Attention!

Well, Admiral, I-I suppose

she's your dancing dietitian?

And he's your musical chef?

- She is my secretary. And as for him

- Sorry.

- I'm to blame, sir. I started it all.

- I have no doubt of that.

Doctor, I told you

another woman was aboard,

but I hardly expected you to meet her...

under such boisterous circumstances.

It all seems very gay and happy,

and I am here to observe.

Yes, not choreography to a trumpet!

Mr. Romano, belay that noisy horn.

As for you, Miss Connors,

we shall have a little talk later.

Doctor.

I'll have a little talk now,

Lieutenant, outside.

Romano, aren't you about

due back on duty?

Not for another two minutes yet, sir.

- Now, Lieutenant...

- Yes?

- Yes, sir.

- Sir!

I'm sure your act will get a wonderful

review in the Congressional Record.

- Will they break me, Captain?

- Well, they've broken better men for less.

How do you explain

this undignified behavior?

I was just showing them

how I'll dance at my wedding.

I see.

Well, that is an extenuating circumstance.

- In about three weeks, isn't it?

- And two days and four hours.

Mm-hmm.

Who's the unlucky man?

Pardon me, Captain. May I?

By all means, Lieutenant.

What did you say about

undignified behavior, Captain?

[MAN ON SPEAKER] Captain Crane.

Control Room, please.

We'll continue this discussion later...

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