William Corbett's been elected to Congress. Not that I mind. After all,
if he wants to spout off his political views, then Congress is the place to do it. He sure gave us a hard time about them.
Well, I digress.
Nelson's pretty much forgotten all about him now, but Lee, well, he's
a bit moody. I suppose it's a Captain thing. After all, it was his responsibility to insure his officers were up to snuff, especially in a crisis. And Lt. Cmdr. Corbett, as he was then, on loan
from the Navy, decided he and we shouldn't push the button when the Fail Safe activated. I won't go into details here but he was dishonorably discharged, and nobody really wants to remember the thing.
But it's been preying on Lee's mind, so when he mentioned he wanted to review some
of our older security images from aboard Seaview, I told him I'd get my friend McGee from NCIS to help,and he's responsible
for coloring some of the shots that had malfunctioning filters.
When Lee reviews the pictures, at least
he can remember our celebration crossing the equator.
Me as King Neptune. Glad it was an unused mop.
Seaman Kowalski as the Royal Baby. He sure got a kick out of squirting
the milk at Nelson and Lee.
Ski's console exploded right into his eyes. Sure glad Doc was able to save his sight.
Every Captain's nightmare.
You train for it, you put your emotions on hold, but as Captain, it had
to be worse for Lee than anyone else aboard.
Corbett couldn't bring himself to unlock his unit. Nelson had to.
Suffice it to say, the alert was cancelled, but due to a malfunction in the fail safe firing control, one
of our missiles was still set to launch as soon as we'd surface.
Meanwhile, Doc had his hands full in Sick Bay.
Corbett figuring out a way to get the missile to launch without it (or us) broaching the surface. Little
did we know that he fudged it for higher than the 1000 feet Nelson wanted the missile to launch at in order to avoid
Missle released safely underwater and fell harmlessly to the bottom for us to retrieve later.