"Bernie, seriously... this is where they asked us to meet?" "Yeah." "What do you mean?" "Oh, I think I see her." "Where?" "Oh, that's gotta be her." "So, what are we gonna do?" "Are we gonna grab a milkshake, Bernie?" "Is that why we're here?" "Oh, yeah." "Yeah, yeah, I guess." "All right." "You're gonna owe me big for this." "So..." "You think I should have worn the other shirt?" "You look nice." "I don't know, Gus." "Maybe, she..." "What if she don't like the look of me or something?" "Bernie." "Come on." "Are you serious?" "What about her?" "Aren't you dying to see what she looks like?" "She could be a dog." "No, she isn't a dog." "She could be." "I already know what she looks like in my head." "She ain't a dog." "So, uh..." "You been talking to her for weeks on the phone, right?" " Yeah." " Right?" "Yeah." "She likes you from talking to you, Bernie." "And I don't think you gotta worry about her getting a good look at ya." "That ain't never been your problem." "Let's go." "Come on." "Should have worn the other shirt." "I'm the one taking a risk." "Doubling with some girl I ain't never even spoke to... let alone seen!" "I don't know why this Miriam girl... says it's gotta be a double date, anyway." "Maybe she's not sure about me yet." "How can anybody not be sure about you, Bernie?" "Yeah." "Thanks, Gus." "Yeah, hey, don't tell none of the guys down at the station about this." "It's not like you've never been on a date before." " All set there?" " Uh..." "Excuse me." "Are you Miriam?" "No." "I'm her friend." "She's, uh..." "Hi." "How you doin'?" "I'm Gus." " Catherine." " It's nice to meet you." "Okay." "We'll talk later." "Bye." "Hi." "Wait." "You are Bernie Webber, right?" "Uh, yeah." "Yeah, I'm Bernie." "Hey, you two, let's go grab a drink." "Yeah." "You wanna go?" "Sure." "How you doin'?" "I'm Gus." "You know, for a minute there..." "I thought it was Smokey the Bear makin' a call in that booth." "'Cause of your jacket." "Oh." "Bernie..." "Miriam's never been on a boat." "She's scared of the water." "Has she never?" "I told her I don't know how she's gonna date a guy in the Coast Guard." "I'm not scared." "I live on the Cape." "Don't worry, Miriam." "You know, we, uh..." "We all get scared out there." "I'm not afraid of the water, Bernie." "It scares me at night, that's all." "You can't see what's underneath." "Just more water." "You know, I get funnier as the night goes on." "So, why, uh..." "Why didn't you wanna meet me for a date?" "Why'd you..." "Why'd you wait so long?" "I didn't know if you'd be a..." "If I'd what?" " You know." " No." "You're so handsome..." "I just didn't know if you'd be attracted to me." "Oh, God, no, Miriam." "You're exactly how I pictured you." "Yeah?" "Oh, yeah." "Better." "You know..." "My brother, uh..." "He always says that, "When you know, you just know."" "Which one?" "Uh, all of it." "I guess, you know, everything." "No." "I mean, which brother?" "Oh." "Ay..." "Uh, Paul." "My brother, Paul." "He's the one who fought over in Germany, right?" "In Germany, yeah." "He's the oldest." "Father's favorite." "All three of my brothers went over to the war." "He's your father's what?" "Hey." "We should get Miriam out on a boat tonight." "What do you say, Bernie, hmm?" "We take out the dory." "It'll be fantastic." "You know we can't do that, Gus." "We could get in trouble." "Come on, Bernie." "It'll be fun." "Rules are rules." "No." "We don't gotta row out far." "Just so this sweet girl can say she's been on a boat, that's it." "A rowboat?" "No." "No." "No, no." "Small boats that..." "How about one of those bigger boats?" "Tied up to the dock?" "If Bernie's with me, I'll do it." "Oh, a fishing boat?" "Those fishermen don't want us around, unless we're pullin' them in." "They think they own the goddamn water." "They're not very nice." "Come on." "Don't be such a fathead, Miriam." "Yeah." "Let's go out on the dory." "What's there to be afraid of?" "What's underneath, right?" "Hey there, Mr. Stello." "How's it goin'?" " Hey, Bernie." " Mr. Ryder." "Hey, so you see that girl sitting over there?" "The one with the coat looks like a bear, Bernie?" " Yeah." " Can't miss her." "I said the same thing myself." "Funny you should say that." "Looks like Smokey, right?" "Smokey the Bear." "I don't know no Smokey, Bernie." "Oh, it's just a cartoon." "Anyway, Mr. Stello, she thinks she's scared of going out on a boat." "And I don't think we should row out on a dory." "I don't want her gettin' sick on that nice, big coat." "So, I was wondering if..." "So, you wanna take her on the Anna G round the harbor?" "Yeah." "Can't row out on that dory even if ya wanted, right, Bernie?" " Carl, stop." " Year anniversary's coming." "My sister's now livin' in my house." "How's it going with you, Bernie?" "That's enough, Carl." "He did all he could." "I am sorry, Mr. Nickerson." "I didn't mean to upset you." "Just wanted to ask Mr. Stello about borrowing a boat." "Got you." "I got you." "This is a boat." "Give me your hands." "It's okay." "Now the hacienda's dark" "The town is sleeping" "Now the time has come to part" "The time for weeping" "Vaya con dios, my darling" "Just, uh..." " Just follow my arms, okay?" " Mmm-hmm." "Stay with me." " It's all about the rhythm." " Mmm-hmm." "Okay?" "So it's, uh..." "So it's, uh..." "Here we go." "One, two, three." "Right, left, right." "One, two, three." "One, two, three." "One..." "I can't one, two, three to this." " Let's just sit down, Bernie." " No, sweetheart." "Look, all you gotta do is you gotta relax and be patient... and settle in my hand." "Hey, look, just..." "Here... settle in my hand." "You feel that?" "Mmm." "Just listen to the music, right?" "And..." "One, two, three." "One, two, three." "Right, left, right." "Right, left, right." "You're doing great." "Now the dawn is breaking through" "A gray tomorrow" "But the memories we share Are there to borrow" "Vaya con dios, my darling" "Will you marry me?" "What?" "Will you marry me?" "Uh..." "No." "Vaya con dios, my darling" "Vaya con dios..." "Miriam, hold on!" "It's cold, sweetheart." "Don't you wanna go back inside?" "The band's not through." "It's cold." "Do you feel that?" "There's a storm comin'." "Okay." "Okay, what?" "Okay, let's get married." "I just..." "I don't wanna..." "Wanna what?" "Well, it's only been a few months and it's still winter, after all." "And, look, there's a storm comin'." "It's just like this one that come through last year." "What does that..." "I heard it's gonna miss us." "Yeah, but maybe not." "You never know." "You never know." "Some people, they're just not cut out for this." "Sometimes you go out and you don't come back." "Are you talking about the storm or marriage, Bernie?" "I think I'm talking about the storm, right?" "You're scared of a storm?" "No." "I don't want to disappoint nobody." "And..." "I don't wanna lose you." "I love you." "So..." "Yeah, let's get married." "You sure?" "Oh, yeah." "When?" "You want me to pick a date?" "No!" "When do you wanna get married?" "April 16th." "Okay." "Okay." "April 16th it is." "But, uh, I gotta ask permission from Cluff first." "You gotta ask permission?" "Yeah, it's from my commanding officer." "It's Coast Guard regulation." "But I promise I'll ask him tomorrow." "Okay, Bernie." "Let's get you home." "Man, you can dance." "Ah, look at that." "It's already starting to snow." "Hmm?" "Can you hear me over this humming', Captain?" "That fracture they welded last month is not gonna hold in these seas, Cap." "Takes a bad jolt, she could fracture again." "I don't have to go on deck, Cap." "I can hear it from right down here." "That weld is really humming'." "It's hummin', sir." "The weld is, uh..." "Hummin'." "Uh, I'd like to take it down to three knots, please." "Uh..." "If we don't slow her down, Captain, we might not have a, uh..." "A position to hold." "Uh, no problem, Cap." "Uh, holdin' at seven knots." "Thank you, sir." "Hey, Pop?" "I hear it." "You wanna go up on deck?" "Have a look at those crack arrestors holding' that weld together?" "Might as well go be get a hat, Popo." "What did he say?" "Uh, he says he would like you to consider taking a hat with you, as well." "Get some sleep." "For the people all said sit down" "Sit down, you're rockin' the boat" "Hey, Pops!" "What do you know about this weather?" "It's killin' me and young Eldon here." "Tiny, sure it's the weather?" "Maybe it's your singing." "For the people all said sit down" "Sit down, you're rockin' the boat" "Come on." "The people all said sit down" "Sit down, you're rockin' the boat" "Shut up, shut up, shut up." "Ah, it's gonna get worse." "Sybert!" "I didn't make it topside." "That weld can't hold in these seas." "You gotta slow her down." "I'm calling the captain back." "It's coming in!" " You okay, Pops?" " Yeah." "Go up!" "We've got a hull fracture in the engine room!" "All hands muster mattresses... blankets, whatever you can get your hands on!" "Tchuda." "Yeah, boy?" "I can't get anyone on the bridge." "I need you to go up and tell the captain we got an 18-foot fracture in our hull." "Tell him these pumps are holding for now... but we don't put her into port, we're gonna wreck." "Captain don't understand me, Bouloo." "I know he can't understand you but he doesn't listen to anyone, anyway." "Jesus, Mary, and Joseph." " Cold out there?" " Yeah." "You still tryin' to fix that darn thing?" "Yeah." "Oh, come on." "Fitzy, it's useless." "Let the guy who fixes it come fix it." "I would if he would show up." "What's this on the radio, ship breaking up?" "That's the Fort Mercer." "Fort Mercer?" "She's a big lady." "She's a T2 tanker." "Started radioin' a couple hours ago." "Apparently she's got a big crack in her hull." "It's spilling' oil all over the place." "She's, uh, about 20 miles east off of Nantucket." "It sounds like Boston and Nantucket are sending' out their entire fleet, huh?" "We could be next." "They're saying gale force winds 50 to 60 miles per hour." "Yeah." "Yeah." "...waves at 50 feet." "Over." "It's gonna be a mess." "Oh, uh, Bernie, Bernie." "Uh, Miriam called for you." "Yeah." "Good luck, pal." " Yeah." " Mr. Cluff?" "It's me, Bernie, sir." "Webber." "Pick yourself a crew." "Go out there, help them fishermen secure their boats to the pier." "Oh." "Uh, yes, sir." "Sir, I need to ask you a question." "Uh..." "I need permission about a girl, you know?" "Permission?" "Permission..." "For a girl?" "Mr. Cluff, it's working." "Yes, sir." "Not now, Webber." "But, sir." "It's not just "some girl," sir..." "Not now, Webber." "We're back up." "Cluster here's the Mercer rescue, right?" "And this here other pip, two miles from here." "We must still be gettin' phantom echoes." "How we supposed to tell where anything is out there?" "When's that technician comin', Fitzpatrick?" "And where the hell's Chief Bangs?" "Uh..." "It's Fitzgerald, sir." "Chief Bangs is in the mess hall, sir." "You makin' fun of my accent 'cause I'm not from around here?" "No, Mr. Cluff." "Why are you still standing here, Webber?" "Sir, but..." "Take Livesey here with you, go tie up them fishing' boats." "Yes, sir." "You want me to go with Webber, sir?" "Secure fishing boats?" "You didn't hear me, Livesey?" "Uh, yeah, you with Webber." "Sorry, Richie." "His orders, you know." "That's enough time, what do you think, huh?" "We're takin' on water, we gotta launch them lifeboats." "Why you gotta be such a jackass, Brown?" "Least we can do, pray for the captain, Chief Collagen..." "Rest of them men." "All good men." "Hey, ain't we good men, Quirey?" "Ah, don't get me wrong." "Prayin's great, but it ain't everything." "We need to actually do somethin'." "Sybert." "A word." "That hothead Brown, he wants to launch the lifeboats." "The lifeboats?" "Quirey, he wants to do nothin'." "Now, between them, the two of them are getting the men worked up." "Now, I figure that you know the boat better than anybody." "You're practically married to it." "So, I think they'll listen to ya." "Listen to me?" "Pop, those men don't like me." "Nobody on the ship likes me but you and Tchuda." "They might not like you, but they'll know to listen to ya." "We don't know if the captain got off an S.O.S." "Radio room's gone." "We can't call nobody!" "It's just Garcia over there with a little shortwave... tryin' to pick up chatter." "I mean, as far as we know nobody even knows we're out here." "Now I'm saying we launch them lifeboats now and we get off this ship while we can." "How are you gonna get 'em down in the water in this storm?" "It can't be done, those boats are too small." "It's suicide, Brown." "You can't do this, you can't do that." "What do you want us to do, Quirey?" "Just sit up here and do nothin'?" "That's it, no officers, no orders." "Every man for himself." "That ain't the way, Brown." "That never did nothing for nobody." "Now, the ship's split... at the bulkheads separating tanks eight and nine." "Mr. Sybert says that the other tanks aren't fractured..." "So the air in the ballast tanks should keep us afloat." "But Mr. Sybert also says that..." "Mr. Sybert says this, Mr. Sybert says that." "He's a big boy." "Let him say it himself." "He's right here." "Go ahead." "Uh..." "We're sinking." "Yeah, but the whistle works." "So, we should keep blowing that." "Maybe somebody'll hear it." "I don't know, but we're definitely sinking." "The crack in the engine room is takin' on too much water." "Pumps can't keep up." "If the water reaches the air-intake in the engine... we're going to, uh, lose all the power." "And if we lose all the power, we lose the pumps." "When we lose the pumps..." "She's gonna drop pretty quick." "How long have we got before that happens?" "Four, maybe five hours." "We need to buy ourselves some time." "So somebody can find us." "If anybody's even lookin'." "Even if they do know we're here those seas are big enough." "I mean, it ripped this thing in half." "How the hell are they gonna get out?" "That's why I'm sayin' we gotta launch some lifeboats." "Our luck's runnin' out." "I don't believe in luck, Brown." "Put those lifeboats out in those seas... they won't last 12 seconds." "You and Quirey both, you just wanna sit around and do nothin'." "You got a better idea, Sybert, or you just go back, hide down below?" "We're gonna run her aground." " Huh?" " Do what?" "You wanna run her aground, Sybert?" "Even if you could with half a ship, why would you?" "She'd break apart, dump us all out in that sea." "It's our only choice." "We're gonna find a soft shoal, and we'll lay her up." "We'll slow the water that's coming in." "We'll stay in the same spot." "We'll blow the whistle." "We'll give whoever's coming to look for us a chance to find us." "You're gonna steer a ship without hydraulics?" "That's your plan?" "How's that gonna work?" "I'm gonna build a manual tiller." "Hey, Sybert, why should we even listen to you?" "The only thing you ever cared about was this ship." "Man, I'll tell you what." "You two make a cute couple at the bottom of the ocean." "Me, I'm gonna get on a lifeboat." "Look." "We'll insert a steel beam into the steering quadrant." "We'll put pulleys on the end of it for leverage." "And we'll move her manually." "Excuse me." "Excuse me." "I think I got the radio working." "Bearing 83 degrees true... 27 miles from Pollock Rip Light." "About 20 miles east of Nantucket..." ""East of Nantucket"?" "That ain't the Pendleton." "Fort Mercer's emergency condition..." "Fort Mercer." "That's another T2." "Another tanker split in two besides us." "But if everyone's gonna help them, who's gonna..." "Who's gonna come for us?" "How you feelin'?" " You all right?" " Mmm." "Did you, uh, ask Cluff, yet?" "No." "Why don't you ask him?" " Webber!" " What's wrong with you?" " Webber!" " What?" "You ask him yet?" "You ask Cluff?" "I told you not to tell nobody." "I'm sorry, I'm not havin' a very good day." "I know you're not feeling well..." "You know, Webber, you don't need permission to get married." "No, actually, you do, Chief." "Unless you're underage." "Thanks, Chief, just following regulations." "Let's go get suited up." "Uh, it's not regulation, Webber." "It's just a formality, like a courtesy." "And, hey, did I hear right, that she asked you?" "Following orders, right, Webber?" "Yeah." "Yeah, she asked me, Chief." "Wow." "Wow." "You, uh, sure you got your pants on, Webber... or is she wearin' 'em?" "Sounds like this girl cut off your..." "What, Webber?" "What?" "Huh?" "Don't you got boats to tie up?" "She's my fiancée, sir." "Who asked you... to be married." "Come on, Richie, let's go." "One moment." "Uh-huh, sure." "I'm sorry, sir." "Please speak up." "This line is bad, ma'am." "I'll try and reconnect it to you." "Please, sir." "The lines are down." "Bernie?" "How are you?" "How's work?" "Yeah, it's been one of those days, you know." "But how are you?" "Hey, you're not the radar technician, are you?" "Uh, no." "I was ordered to hole up here till the storm passes." "Catch a ride back out to my lightship." "Um, you can go wait in the mess hall, if you want to." "Now is not a good time, you know." "Um, I gotta get ready to go down to the pier, tie up some boats." "So..." "I wish you were here with me." "I'm hearin' all sorts of things about a ship breaking' up, and I..." " Oh." " Hello?" "What, you okay?" "Yeah, we just lost our lights." "You better go find 'em, then." "Nantucket's dispatched their 36-footer to the Mercer." "We got orders to do the same." "You asked Cluff yet?" "That's him, right?" "Not yet, sweet..." "Uh..." "I'll explain later." " I..." "I gotta go." " Okay." "I love you." "I love you, too." "Yeah, bye." "The best part of it is she had no idea who I was." "Bangs?" "Pick yourself a crew take the 36500 out of Old Harbor." "Proceed to the Fort Mercer... 20 miles east of here off Nantucket, you hear?" "Uh, whoa, I don't believe we'd get over the bar in this weather, Mr. Cluff." "We're better off takin' the 36383 out of Stage Harbor." "That would take longer, right?" "Not much." "What do you think, Webber?" "You're a bosun mate, too." "You know what it's like out there." "Yeah, look." "No one's gettin' over the bar in this weather, Mr. Cluff." "Nobody." "It's a suicide mission." "We should take the 36383 out of Stage Harbor." "It'll take longer, sure." "At least we'll be able to get out." "Godspeed, Chief." "Webber, take Gouthro and Livesey down to the fish pier." "Yes, sir." "Don't get me sick, Gus." "You shouldn't even be out here." "Why you always ragging' on us, Richie?" "Don't take it out on us 'cause you couldn't go out with Bangs." "At least he'll get out." "Screw you." "That were a year ago." "Screw you." "No one could have got over the bar that day." "Bangs coulda." "Oh, really, Richie." "He's not trying to get across the bar today." "No, he's taking the 36383... right out from the nice, protected bay side." "Ah." "Bernie, it doesn't matter what Richie here thinks... or Bangs or Carl Nickerson or nobody." "Nobody could have got out to save the men on the Landry" "Sometimes, you know..." "Sometimes men die, Bernie." "All right." "Here we go." "All right, hang on." "Easy, now." "Easy, fellas." " I got it." " Okay, up, up, up!" "One..." "Two." "All together now." "Three!" "Tie it down, boys." "I got it." "All right." "Now we've got a tiller." "We're gonna drive her up on the shoal." "Uh-uh." "Brown and them others, they're getting ready to launch them lifeboats." "They think it's their best hope." "Oh, Pop." "We need every guy we got." "Well, they're gonna take them lifeboats." "What are you tryin' to do, Sybert?" "Get off him!" "You come up here tryin' to kill us?" "Are you trying to kill us?" "Back off him." "Get up!" "You're out of your mind!" "Brown, he just saved your life, okay?" "The boat's in pieces." "It's gone!" "Enough!" "That boat is too small for these seas." "And this ship will be sunk by nightfall." "Now, every fella here wants to live... and the only way that happens is if we run her aground!" "We gotta set up a watch and look out for a shoal." "I need four men working the pulleys on the emergency tiller." "I need four men manning the pumps, aft to steering... and the rest of you run a bucket line topside down below..." "And somebody... keep blowing that whistle." "You heard him, boys!" "Now move it!" "Come on!" "Sounds like you're the man now, Sybert." "I hope you didn't just kill us all." "I saw a ship drifting'." "Heard it whistle." "A distress signal. 45 minutes ago, Bernie." "From my house." "Uh..." "With the wind blowin' south, and those currents..." "I guess that'd put her close to here about now comin' up over the bar." "Can't be part of the Mercer, Bernie." "She's off Nantucket, 40 miles southeast of here." "Means she would have drifted northwest then, right?" "I know what I heard." "Know what I saw." "Well, okay, then, uh..." "How about we go back to the station see if we can get to the bottom of it?" "Just got off the phone with Boston." "They diverted a plane from the Mercer... and it sighted the stern of the tanker Pendleton... five miles east of here." "Oh, my God." "Two tankers broken in half in one day." "That's gotta be some kind of record." "Boston and Nantucket have dispatched all their boats to the Mercer." "They can't make it here in this weather." "Webber." "Pick yourself a crew." "Take that 36500 out and you go over the bar... and you find the stern of the Pendleton." "You hear?" "Uh..." "Yes, sir." "Um..." "You fellas want to get warmed up, get some coffee?" "Bernie." "Yeah." "Uh..." "What?" "What Carl's trying to say..." "This isn't about the Landry" "Oh, sure it is." "Richie." "Eight men died that night." "You and Gus and Masachi couldn't even get out." "What makes you think you can do it now?" "You know the bar on this kind of day, right, Bernie?" "Yeah." "That man in there don't know what he's doin'." "He's sending you out to die." "You can't make it over Chatham bar on a day like this." "Can't stay afloat for long on half a ship neither." "Mr. Stello, in the Coast Guard they say, you gotta go out." "But they don't say you gotta come back in." "That's regulation, you know." "Bernie, better you get lost afore you get too far out, then." "Oh, don't worry about me, Mr. Ryder." "I can't get lost out there." "I know those waters pretty good." "How could I get lost?" "No, no, no, no, Bernie." "What Dave's trying to say... you should just motor around the harbor say you tried to get out and couldn't." "You know?" "Thank you, Mr. Ryder." "Thank you." "But, Mr. Stello, I'm gonna do my best to get out there." "I don't know if I will, but I'm gonna try." "Okay." "I guess Richie's in." "Who else?" "Uh, I don't know, Gus." "You can hardly lift your head." "Who else you gonna take, Bernie?" "Fitz is the only other engineman left." "And he's only third class and he don't got the experience." "I'll..." "I'll go." "Yeah, I can do the job." "I mean, I can do it." "You can't go." "You're sick as a dog, Gus." "He's right, Gus." "One more." "Someone has to go out there and save those guys, right?" "That's why I signed up." "Guess now's my chance." "Seaman Ervin Maske, Stonehorse lightship." "Pumps aren't keeping' up." "Three more feet... till we lose the engines." "Can you lock that boiler on full?" "You crazy to think you can steer her broken... with a couple of ropes and a hand-made tiller, boy." "You got a better idea?" "I'm all ears." "There!" "A shoal about a mile distance!" "We can make that!" "Rudder, 15 degrees to port!" "Half-speed if we want to hit it head on!" "Gotta make a turn 80 degrees on the compass to 310!" "Rudder, 15 degrees port!" "Half-speed!" "80 degrees to 310 on compass!" "15 degrees port!" "Half-speed!" "80 degrees to 310 on compass!" "Rudder, 15 degrees port!" "Half-speed!" "80 degrees to 310 on the compass!" "Rudder, 15 degrees port!" "Half-speed!" "80 degrees to 310 on compass!" "Rudder, 15 degrees port!" "Half-speed!" "80 degrees to 310 on compass!" "Rudder, 15 degrees port!" "Half-speed!" "80 degrees to 310 on the compass!" "Rudder, 15 degrees port!" "Half-speed!" "80 degrees to 310 on compass!" "Rudder, 15 degrees port." "Half-speed." "80 degrees to 310 on compass." "Thank you, Eldon." "All right!" "You guys!" "Now, pull!" "Pull, pull, pull!" "Come on!" "Please tell me we're takin' that boat to a bigger boat." "You ever been on a rescue mission before?" "No." "Mostly I just chip paint." "Sometimes I cook for the boys." "Great." "All right, you, uh, take the glory hole." "Maske." "Ervin Maske." "Ervin, yeah." "Uh, Richie, drop the mooring line when you can." "Last known position of the Pendleton is here." "So, I figure once we cross the bar..." "I reckon with the currents she'll have drifted about here." "That's six miles from us." "So, you think Bernie can get us out past the bar in this?" "I've never seen anything like it." "Yeah, I mean, he's just gotta be sure that he doesn't pitchpole us, that's all." "Huh?" "The power of the waves on that bar they can pick you up... they can turn you end for end over and over again." "There's no way to survive that." "That's pitchpoling." "Hey, Fitz, are we good?" "All right, give it a shot!" "Free the lines!" "Lines freed!" "Did Bernie go out, Gus?" "Miriam, what are you doing here?" "Did he?" "Yeah, Cluff sent him." "I wanna talk to him." " Who?" " Cluff." "Your commanding officer." "Where is he?" "I wanna find out where Bernie is." "I'm worried about him." "We're supposed to get married." "Miriam, this isn't what any of the other girls do." "Or wives." "They don't come in here, and they don't do this." "So?" "If you want, I guess you can wait in here." "Listen to what's going on." "Sit down." "Tide's risin'." "Gonna work us off that shoal." "We need to hit it hard." "Yeah, there's no other way." "Wave!" "You feel that?" "She's drifting." "Must have lost the tiller." "We gotta slow her headway or we're gonna miss that shoal for good." "Close the governor valves, cut the propulsion." "We gotta isolate the boiler." "We gotta conserve everything she's got left!" "I keep tellin' you, Bouloo." "This boat just bad luck." "It's got nothing... to do... with luck." "Station Chatham, this is the CG-36500." "Do you copy?" "This is Station Chatham." "36500, what is your location?" "Over." "Station Chatham, we, uh..." "We are now passing Morris Island." "Heading down the channel towards Chatham bar." "Over." "What's it mean, going over that bar?" "Miriam, don't do this to yourself." "Why not?" "Why not, Gus?" "If I'm gonna be with him, I wanna know." "You're the girl with the bear coat, right?" "Yeah." "Yeah, that's me." "You gonna tell me what it's like out there?" "Shoals on that bar are never in the same place twice." "Flood currents carrying' them big ocean swells... that rise up when they hit the shallows, crash up against that bar." "Outgoing tide crashes up against that bar." "That, uh..." "That man shouldn't have sent them out to cross that bar in a storm like this." "Maybe they can turn back." "Maybe they get lost before." "Can't get out." "You know Bernie, right?" "You know he won't get lost out there." "You know he follows the rules." "Yeah, we know." "We all going down to the pier soon." "See if there's anything we can do down there." "Welcome to come." "Miriam." "Miriam!" "Miriam, please come here." "Miriam!" "Excuse me, are you Commander Cluff?" "Who are you?" "I'm Miriam Penttinen, Bernie Webber's girlfriend." "I want you to call Bernie back in." "That girl he was asking me about." "You know what he was gonna ask me?" "For your permission to marry me." "Well, that's between you, him and your God." "Asking me is just a formality." "He can marry you all he wants." "Don't he know that?" "But you can't be in here, miss." "It's Bernie." "Chatham bar dead ahead." "Over." "36500, Station Chatham." "Proceed as directed towards Pendleton stern." "I didn't copy that, Station Chatham." "Conditions hazardous." "Why give us permission if you're sending him out to die?" "What the hell?" "Gouthro, get her out of here." "Sir, winds have gone from 40 to 60... since the call first come in." "That's gonna be hurricane strength in an hour." "Gouthro, he's got his orders." "You get her out of here, and you get yourself to bed." "You're too sick to be in here." "36500, Station Chatham, proceed over the bar." "I repeat, proceed." "Once over, travel directly south." "The radar's intermittent... but it's showing a pip 10 or 12 miles east of Monomoy Point, moving south." "Over." "Station Chatham, this is the 500." "Copy that." "I hear what everyone's saying." "You don't know what you're doing." "Excuse me?" "Maybe..." "Maybe it's because you're not from here." "You don't know what it's like out there..." "What the hell would you know what it's like out there, miss?" "Hmm?" "Please, just call them back." "What do you think it's gonna be like being married to a Coast Guard man?" "Please, just call them back." "You gonna come in here scared every time he out in the water?" "Please call them back." "You don't belong here." "Please call them back." "Get out of here!" "Get out of my station!" "And go home to where you belong, miss!" "Please call them back." "Get out of my station!" "Shoal's getting behind us." "Only chance now is a harder turn... if the chains hold." "But it could capsize us." "That's good, boy." "You need to stand clear, boys!" "If those shackles crack and these chains snap... it'll rip right through ya!" "Here we go." " Got her moving!" " Yeah!" "Hear that?" "That's it, that's the bar." "Couple minutes now, boys." "When I was a little boy" "So my mother told me" "To me!" "Way, haul away" "Haul away"