Ice Station Zebra
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:50:01
Inside of my range.
Seems heavier on the starboard bow.

:50:08
Ridge ahead blocks me to 315.
:50:12
Port beam possibly clear.
:50:14
Starboard ahead one-third.
Port back one-third.

:50:23
- Port ahead one-third.
- Port answering ahead one-third.

:50:54
Fifteen feet.
:50:56
Holding steady, captain.
:51:04
Twenty feet. Thirty.
:51:13
Control, sonar. Clearing ahead.
:51:16
Shifting to fathoms.
:51:19
Ten fathoms.
:51:21
Twenty.
:51:23
Thirty-five.
:51:25
Take her down to 100 feet, Ed.
:51:27
- All ahead, standard.
- All ahead, standard.

:51:30
Go.
:51:44
Twelve seconds.
:51:45
That's no better than boot camp.
:51:47
- Now let's try it with your eyes shut.
- Sir?

:51:51
Moore, you're in the field.
:51:53
It's pitch-dark. Your weapon jams.
You have to disassemble it.

:51:57
- What are you gonna do? Strike a match?
- Sorry, sir.


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