Chasers

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Hey! What the hell's

going on here?

Today's a big flag day.

lt's the Fourth of July.

Yeah! Yeah!

Fourth of July! Discharged!

l'm out of here!

Discharge!

All right, l'm out of here!

One more day!

Discharge! So long, suckers!

Stig speaking.

lt's Mr. Devane.

Oh, yes, sir.

l've been expecting your call.

You're working on the 4th?

-l'm gonna be working late.

-How's my baby?

l'm looking right at it.

She's completely loaded.

Everything you want.

lt's got a phone in there.

The Riccaro buckets.

Everything you wanted.

Loaded.

But when you phone in your order...

...and wire in cash, you're one

of our preferred customers.

l'll be in tonight. You'll recognize

me by the smile on my face.

Right.

-Morning, sweetheart.

-How you doing?

Morning, sexy.

-Good morning.

-Morning.

-How did you remember my birthday?

-How could l forget, gorgeous?

You are so sweet.

Same day as the frigging country.

Processing,section 7, Finster here.

-Hello?

-Howard. Storage room.

Howard?

Howard?

Storage room, five minutes.

No.

-Howard?

-No, no.

Howard, you listen to me.

Get your ass in that storage room.

No! No, no, no.

Howard?

The guy's a designer.

He works out of a loft in L.A.

He calls me, l tell him

what l can get, and boom!

He wants 1000 dress-white

bell-bottoms.

1000, Howard.

Now, Howard...

...l got him to 1 2 bucks a pair.

That's 1 2 grand COD.

l can't believe you're trying

to pull something like this...

...on the last day before discharge.

No!

Howard, my hand to God...

...this is the last, final one.

The last one was the last and

final one, and the time before that...

...was the last and final one.

l'm getting hives again.

l thought you'd be thanking me.

l'm talking an extra six grand each.

This much inventory has to be

split into separate lots...

...each with its own manifest, each

with its own point of entry. No!

l didn't realize it'd be

such a problem.

l never would've transferred

a consignment and re-routed a truck.

These are the invoice numbers.

Take them.

l mean, if you don't make it disappear,

we could be in some serious sh*t.

l've gotta get on this immediately.

Come here and give me a hug.

That's it, pal. Good, good.

All right.

-How about lunch later?

-Hey, Eddie.

Master Chief wants to see you ASAP.

You just can't stop, can you?

lf l did, you wouldn't love me.

Come in.

You asked for me?

Yes, l did.

l won't hoist half-sails with you.

Those SPs outside...

...they're here for you.

Due to the holiday...

...the N.A. is short of bodies.

So your name came up.

N.A., chief?

Naval Apprehension, son.

They got a prisoner brigged

at Camp Lejeune Weapons Center.

Gotta transfer him back here to

Charleston, and that someone is you.

They need somebody for chaser duty.

Chaser duty.

The trouble with youth is

that they shirk their duty.

No, no. Never behind the desk.

Your name was on the computer

because you're unassigned.

That means you don't have new orders.

No, but l'm discharged tomorrow.

Yeah, well, your availability...

...combined with your experience

at base security...

...got you this detail.

You should be proud of it.

Begging your pardon, chief.

A colleague in personnel can

cancel this obvious mistake.

Forget about that. Orders are orders,

and you're in the Navy.

But chief, it's my last day.

l had plans.

Change them. Dismissed.

One last time.

Very last time.

That guy could sell a freezer

to an Eskimo.

That gay thing, man. Congress is

full of black, gay sympathizers.

Oh, wow.

Destroy the evidence.

They'll go to Eddie's desk first.

l love you, Mom.

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