A junior officer (young, ethnic) turns from the submarine controls to talk to the Sub Commander.
THAT GUY THAT WAS EITHER HAROLD OR KUMAR IN "HAROLD AND KUMAR": Commander, I have the rogue fleet commander onscreen.
Sub Commander DENZEL WASHINGTON: Okay, he's onscreen? Let's get him onscreen.
Via static-y 1980's projection T.V., the Rougue Fleet Comannder appears.
Rogue Fleet Commander SEAN CONNERY: (appearing mid-rant)...already bombed the g*ddam F-13 quadrant. It's the patrol boat we're looking for, not the g*ddam aircraft carrier! Try J-10, he's probably hiding them in the g*ddam CORNERS!
WASHINGTON: Commander? Commander!
CONNERY: ...Oh, it's you.
CONNERY: ...Oh, it's you.
WASHINGTON: I think it's time you considered the terms of surrender. You're down to the last third of your cruiser. All I need to do is call out for an attack at G-4 and it's over for you. It's all over.
CONNERY: You snivelling cutpurse. I taught you everything you know, back at the academy. Your criss-cross torpedo strategy is right out of my old playbook. You married my daughter. And how do you repay a LIFETIME'S worth of gratitude? What do you do? YOU...SANK...MY...BATTLESHIP.
WASHINGTON: You should never have sold out for the money. The commander I know died along time ago. Long time dead. Surrender, commander.
CONNERY: NEVER! Gunnery: J-10! Do it now!
WASHINGTON: (Sighs) G-4. Take him down. G-4. (Burries his head in his hands. The TV screen goes to full static.)
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