The Caine Mutiny

Today you are full-fledged ensigns.

Three months ago, you assembled here | from all walks of life. -

- Field, factory, | office and college.

Each of you knew | what the fighting was about.

Each of you knew that the American | way of life must be defended.

From here on, your education | must continue in the school of war.

As an ensign | in the United States Navy. -

- You go down to the sea to fight in | the toughest conflict of all time.

We Americans are confident that | you will serve the Navy with honour.

Good luck and good hunting.

Willie, over here!

- Darling, I'm so proud of you. | - Congratulations, Willie.

I hope the Navy | makes full use of your abilities.

Perhaps I could help you | be placed somewhere else.

Good luck for now.

Mother, I'll have to skip your party | tonight. The fellas are celebrating.

But the party's in your honour.

Your friends will forgive you. | You can call them from the house.

I'll see you at ten.

May...

- You were wonderful. | - Your mother let you out?

I had to be with her. I should | have told you yesterday. I'm sorry.

- Get me a drink, then we'll fight. | - Leo, two Scotch and waters.

Let's not spoil the night. | I've only got a couple of days left.

- I'm leaving Sunday. | - How do you expect me to feel?

You left me standing there alone. | Why couldn't I meet your mother?

- There's a time for everything. | - I'm sure.

To the most important woman | in your life... Mom.

- May, stop it. | - I'm sorry, Willie.

I didn't mean to ruin your evening. | I just bruise easily.

What do we do to celebrate?

We can go to the Fairmont... | Or we don't have to go to a club.

- Meaning what? | - I've only got 48 hours.

- Willie, don't. | - May, I love you.

All right. | Will you marry me?

If there were more time...

I didn't expect you to.

I forgot who I was. Just another | nightclub singer for a big weekend.

I don't want any more of it. | Not another minute.

- Good luck, Mr Keith. | - Thanks, George.

Goodbye, Mother.

Cable me from Pearl Harbour. | Your ship's been in lots of battles.

Do you have enough spending money? | You'd better take this extra $100.

- Mother, please don't cry. | - You're all I have left.

Promise me you'll be careful. Don't | volunteer or do anything dangerous.

I won't. I promise. | Goodbye, sweetheart.

Request permission | to come on board.

- The Caine's a real beauty. | - The Caine is the inboard ship.

This way, Keith.

Watch that enthusiasm. | This is the Caine.

- I'm sorry, I lost my footing. | - This is Lieutenant Tom Keefer.

Your orders. They transform | ex-civilians into men without minds.

- I hate to do this to you. | - Gangway, lady with a baby!

Meatball, Horrible, | pick up Mr Keith's gear.

This is our executive officer, | Steve Maryk.

Steve's the guy | who gets things done.

Come on, let's meet the captain.

- Watch your feet, sir! | - Come on, Keith!

It's a mistake scraping this ship. | The rust is keeping the water out.

- What do you want? | - He's here, sir.

- Bring him in. | - In here, Keith.

Captain DeVriess, | this is Ensign Keith.

May I see your orders, | or are they a military secret?

I'm sorry, sir.

Princeton, 1941...

Top five percent | in midshipman's school...

Pretty good background, | pretty good record.

- Disappointed it's a minesweeper? | - To be honest, yes, sir.

- You saw yourself on a battleship? | - I had hoped that...

I only hope that | you're good enough for the Caine.

- I'll try to be worthy of the job. | - The Caine is a beaten-up tub.

After 18 months of combat, it takes | 24 hours a day to keep her together.

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