sixty knots? no way, barnes.  the reds don't have anything that fast.
what the hell is it?
we can still give him a haircut. helm, come right to oh six niner, down five degrees.
helm, all stop! full right rudder!
collision alarm! collision alarm! lighten her up, charlie!
blow all tanks! blow everything!
all back full! all back full!
we're losing her. launch the buoy!