Close Shave 十分惊险

SA：Oh, my God.

That was a close shave, wasn’t it?

SB：Smell ice, can ya? Bleeding Christ!

Mh：Note the time and enter it in the log.

C：What was that, Mr. Murdoch?

M：An iceberg, sir.

I put her hard to starboard and ran the engines full astern but it was too close.

I tried to port round it, but she hit and...

C：Close the watertight doors.