LM LT Martin Pascoe
[Pascoe inspects the galley]
Oh, my God! There are cockroaches in the flour! Your cigar ash is in the spaghetti! Jesus, Buckman! This stuff's been on the Stingray since Korea! This can expired in 1966!
Seaman Buckman What's the matter, sir? [pokes finger into can and tastes sample] It still tastes like cream of corn.
Except- it's deviled ham!!
Buckman Now that would be a problem.
[Pascal inspects the Stingray and arrives in the galley]
BUCKMAN! [Buckman turns around with a start] What the hell are you doing?!
Seaman Buckman Stocking the pantry, sir!
You forgot like an idiot, Buckman, because you're stocking the pantry like an idiot! [grabs two cans from the shelves] What are in these cans, Buckman?!
Buckman That one's coffee. That one looks like cooking lard, sir.
And which one do you think we're gonna be using more often, sailor? The coffee, or the lard?! You think we're all gonna jump out of bed in the morning and have a big, hot, steaming cup of pig fat?!
Buckman Well, it depends. If it's a cold morning, sir, you might go either way --
[turning to hurl cans from the pantry]
The lard... is in... your head, Buckman! [grabs Buckman by the ear, as Dodge enters behind him] Now you take a look at that galley chart, 'cause I want that cabinet repacked, regulation style, by eleven hundred! Do you know what time eleven hundred is?!
Buckman That would be after ten hundred, sir!
Buckman! There was a fingernail in my food, you fat-ass moron! Yesterday, it was a band-aid!
Buckman Sorry, sir. Band-aid was holdin' the fingernail on.
What else do you put in your sauces, Buckman?!
Buckman It's an old family recipe, sir. It's a secret.
[inspects the galley, while Buckman greases the floor and the ladder]
Oh, my God! There's cockroaches in the flour! Your cigar ash is in the spaghetti! Jesus, Buckman! This stuff's been on the Stingray since Korea! This can expired in 1966!
Buckman [pokes finger into can and tastes sample]
What's the matter, sir? It still tastes like creamed corn.
Except- it's deviled ham!
Buckman Now that would be a problem.
The Captain's gonna hear about this! [turns to leave, and slips and falls on his back on the slippery floor; then rises] Nobody saw that.
Buckman [smugly]
You should be more careful, sir. Remember: when you rush, that's when accidents happen.
Shut up, Buckman! [moves to go up the ladder, only to bang his head on every rung before collapsing to the floor]