The Final Countdown Page #4

on the entertainment circuit,

but the signal strength is very weak.

Boss, I told you. I tried and tried,

and I can't get Carmichael to go to sleep.

Rochester, that polar bear's

got to go to sleep.

- He's supposed to hibernate.

- Jack Benny?

Where is he now?

Sittin'up in bed,

readin' Esquire.

Esquire? Well,

take it away from him.

Oh, come now, boss.

He's been around.

Lloyd, tape and monitor

all transmissions.

Ops, I want a closer look on all air,

surface and subsurface contacts

within 250 miles

of this ship.

Dick, put some tankers and a medium-sized

strike force on a 30-minute alert.

- Aye, aye, sir.

- Any questions?

Skipper, the ship is still at general quarters.

Request permission to go to condition 3.

Granted. I'll be on the Bridge.

I want answers.

Attention on deck!

Secure from general quarters.

Set condition 3.

- I stand relieved.

- Very well.

- Bridge.

- Captain's on the Bridge.

Captain, C.I.C. reports a surface contact

bearing 350 at 130 miles.

- I want an I.D. on the surface contact.

- Yes, sir.

- Launch the ready alert.

- Aye, sir.

Which, translated

into world terms

means a worldwide reduction

of armaments

to such a point

and in such a thorough fashion

that no nation

will be in a position

to commit an act

of physical aggression

against any neighbor anywhere

in the world.

What the hell's the matter with him?

He's asking us to trust our enemies,

and he knows better.

You're absolutely right.

Hey, Laurel,

you finished that very quickly.

Well, I hope so. Let's see,

where were we? Uhh...

"And there"...Oops.

"And therefore"...Ah, here we are.

"So if he does choose

to support my program

let Senator Chapman

be assured now

that I am fully aware

of those qualities in him

which recommend him

as cabinet material."

I think that says it exactly.

You agree, Arthur?

- Miss Scott, you should've been a diplomat.

- I rather thought I was.

Well, you certainly cooked up

a compromise that's gonna make your boss

the next vice president

of the United States.

I better type this up before you two start

trying to improve on it.

- Thanks, Laurel.

- Here in downtown Honolulu

the weather is 78

under partly cloudy skies.

Arthur, will you leave the girl

enough clothes on not to catch cold?

She's too valuable to me.

Have you slept with her yet?

What kind of a question is

that to ask a married man?

- You son of a gun!

- Think I better go check what she's doin'.

- Oh, sure!

- Arthur, have another drink

and stop thinking about how

much everybody else is gettin'.

- Thanks!

- See you later.

We swung it, Laurel. How about that?

We really swung it!

- Did you tell him you were sleeping with me?

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