Wet And Ready, Bro
Overhead shot of blue-green ocean water. "Mercy Reef," a title card shows us, "25 miles off Tempest Key." Thunderous action movie music is playing. Mercy is for suckers! A body is floating on a plank of wood. A helicopter floats by and someone jumps out to help. We hear another person on a radio say that they've found a possible shipwreck victim. Be careful! It might be one of The Others! LouDi emerges from the helicopter wearing a big goofy blue helmet. Instantly, the survivor is in the chopper, and LouDi is prying his eye open to flash a penlight at it. The guy is hypothermic, apparently. He's pretty young, too. LouDi notices a necklace around the guy's neck. It's the same seahorse that Aquaman wears with little seashells on either side of it. Wonder if that's related in any way. The kid wakes up and says they're coming. "Must warn Orrin!" he says. LouDi tells him to take it easy. Another close-up of the necklace. Now I know it might possibly be related!
Fighter jets! Your tax dollars at work! Title card: "Tempest Key Naval Air Station." A comely young Latina wearing a flight suit and with her hair pulled back strides right. Another group of pilots walks by and one of them reminds her to take a left at Cuba, Torres. Without stopping, she tells the guy that he'd get lost on a two-lane highway. Well, she's not the snappiest of banterers, but that's all right. She's a former Miss Universe and a former BatChica. Witty comebacks aren't really what got her here. "Commander Daily" greets Lt. Torres (Aquachica). He's a gruff older dude in khakis and a crew cut. He tells her that she has new orders to fly over Mercy Reef. She asks for permission to speak freely. Uh oh. I hope there's not a speech coming. She starts asking if she's being given an easier assignment because they think she can't handle the rigors of the program. "This is not the LPGA, Torres!" the Commander tells her, "you tee off with the men!" Tee hee. He bellows that these orders came from above his head (from a hat?) and that they told him to put his best pilot on the case. And that's her. So stop your whining, chica. He asks if he's blown enough sunshine up her "backside" to get her to fly. Yeah, don't say "ass," dude. You could get court-martialed. He tells her that they pulled a John Doe from Mercy Reef with no boat, no ID and no idea where he came from. He asks her to look for anything out of the ordinary.