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Private Army, funded by the Pentagon.

Somehow connected to the photographs that Blake's cousin Ian Wallace took.

American soldiers unloading cargo somewhere in the outback.

We stumbled onto something, Chris.

We stumbled onto something extremely serious.

This isn't just a little local trouble.

It has international repercussions.

Are you saying we're at risk?

Well, after Ian took these photographs, the army went to extraordinary lengths

to silence him.

He's dead.

Hidden run accident was the official word.

I can't be sure that I'm not putting you and your pilots in similar danger if we

continue.

Why not just bring in the feds?

I don't know who's involved. I don't know how far it goes.

I don't know who to trust anymore.

Except... you and your pilots.

I can't make that decision on their behalf.

What now?

What does he want now?

I didn't say he just had to hurry up, though.

The point is, from now on, people are rapidly becoming the norm in our

with Mr Lightfoot.

We don't exactly know what we'll be doing.

What do you mean we could live?

Our lives are in danger.

Chris, is it too late to get out of this?

Well, for me it is.

That's why I wanted you to understand the significance of what we're taking on

so you could decide whether or not you want to be part of it.

I'll do whatever I have to, sir.

I'm the people that killed Ian.

I've got an answer to think of.

I don't know if you'll be too keen about this.

Well, you don't have to give me an answer straight away.

Think about it overnight.

Let me know what you decide.

Thanks.

You know how I promised your mum that I'd look after you no matter what

happened?

Well, you know, if something was to happen to me... It won't.

Yeah, it's just that this job I'm about to do, it could be really dangerous.

Do you want to do it?

Well, I'm not feeling all that brave, so, you know, if you don't want me to do

it, you just say the word and, like, I'm out of there.

I think Mum would want you to do it.

You reckon?

I know she would.

Yeah, but, like, it's a really dangerous kind of job. Oh, don't worry.

She's up there somewhere watching out for us.

Nothing's going to happen.

Bye, darling.

Hey, guys.

I love you.

Yeah, we know, Dad.

For sure.

Everything all right?

Yeah. Yeah, I just never imagined my job would turn out the way it has.

Don't you like the people you work with?

Yeah. Yeah, I'd do anything for them.

What?

I love you and Mum.

Okay?

We love you too, sweetheart.

You made up your mind?

Yeah, I think so.

If I had anyone else in my life, it would have been a lot harder.

Still no word from Brad.

There's going to be.

I don't know what I was thinking, falling for a Marine.

There's no pressure.

You make your own decision. Don't worry about anyone else.

I'm in, sir.

Me too.

Well, Maxie wants me to be in, so... Yeah, I'm in.

I'm in.

Great. We're all in.

Let's get out and get those aircraft ready to roll.

Thank you.

If anything should happen to any of them, I will personally guarantee that

families and loved ones are adequately compensated.

Paul, you'll be flying right through the window.

Isn't that where he said he put those photographs?

Yeah, we've got to find out exactly where that building is. The area of the

joint exercise is pretty large, so he could have been within a hundred

radius of town.

Oh, a needle in a haystack.

Don't suppose the Army could tell us where they might have been?

Not even worth asking.

The area is divided into sectors.

Jimbo and Rosie, you take the first two. Blake, you take the second two.

The square search pattern, you know the drill.

We're looking for anything that remotely resembles this.

If you're clear, get me some good, clear photographs and a precise division.

Any questions?

Nope. All right, get out there and find it fast as you can.

First track complete, Chris. We're starting on our second.

Copy that, Jimbo. Big sky base.

Well, it doesn't seem that scary so far, does it?

I mean, the church doesn't really rate that high on the skid marks goal of

terror, does it?

I'm quite happy for it to stay that way.

I don't think it would be that hard, would you, to find a building.

Hang on.

What's that?

Ten o 'clock.

It doesn't look anything like it.

What do you want me to do? Just stand by here?

No point.

Not until I've found out what information Joy has for me. Meet me.

Couple of hours.

Charlie, take it down to the six -day base.

Just calling for an update on the search.

I've just finished my fourth track in the first... And I take it there's

to report?

Nothing yet, sir. Just... Scrub, scrub and more scrub.

Thanks, bye.

Take care, Blake.

Charlie, take care.

What are you doing here? Why are you following me?

Why are you here?

I'm on a job. You have to go, Paula.

You have to leave.

You have to. If they think you followed me here, I am in big trouble.

Why? Just go.

Why? Please, it's not safe if I'm staying with you.

Did Brad say anything about why I was here?

All he said was that if they, whoever they are, thought that I'd followed him,

he'd be in big trouble.

Fix the pattern, Lightfoot.

American servicemen arriving quietly over one week to join the ones already

here. What pattern? Well, as far as I can determine, they all belong to the

special platoon funded by the same Pentagon department that set up the

militia you uncovered training in the bush.

No wonder he freaked out when he saw you. They've been doing their best to

sure that nobody knows they're even here.

You really think that Brad is a part of all of this? Did he ever give you his

platoon number, the name of his unit, anything like that?

No.

All he said about work was that he was a Marine.

When did he leave Sydney?

A few days ago. He just vanished without a trace.

It's too much of a coincidence.

He's one of them. I'd bet anything on it.

Chris Manning. Chris. Tower Control.

We've just received a 7700 from one of your planes, Charlie Tango Delta.

What was his last known position?

Bearing 150 degrees from Napstone, approximately 40 miles.

Has the ELT been activated?

Not at this stage.

SAR is underway.

All right, look, I've got a couple of other planes in the area. I'll divert

them.

I'll let SAR know.

We'll keep you posted.

Yeah.

Jake! Jake!

Blake just sent in a Mayday call.

What? What happened?

No details yet. This is 7700.

His last known position was 40 miles southeast of Napston. I want you to call

the local cops and get him out there fast. I'm going to send Paula in and get

Lightfoot on the phone.

We've blinked into trouble.

I'm just here. It's lucky we're not far away.

God, I hope it's going to be all right.

Me too.

Chris was given a runaround by the local police and emergency services. They

actually refused to get involved in the search.

I don't believe that. Pretty suspicious.

Who isn't a part of all of this?

Hello, Big Sky.

Who is it? Who's calling?

How do you know about that?

Where's Blake? Is he all right?

Okay, we're a few miles up from where Blake said the 7700.

What's the plan?

Well, I'm assuming he must have been forced down. His plane probably alarmed

somebody on the ground.

By flying over. Well, if he was doing more than passing over.

Yeah, okay, so I've spotted something. He's gone down for a poke a little.

Flying low, he probably got shot at.

All right, what we'll do is we'll stay high, we'll take a quick look, but we

won't hang around, and we should be okay.

Good idea.

There, there, over there, I see something.

Yeah, I got it.

Not marked, anyway.

Must be what Blake was buzzing. Do you think it's the building in the

photograph?

Bit hard to tell from here.

Well, he got a bit closer.

Is there anywhere to land around here? We've got to go in by road.

Yeah.

That's what we're looking for.

Same building as in the photograph.

I'll do all the talking. Yeah, fine by me. Keep the engine running.

This is private property, sir. I must ask if you'd leave immediately.

I'm investigating reports of a plane that got into trouble and I was

if you saw anything.

Sorry. Haven't seen any planes.

Well, perhaps someone else did.

There's no one else here.

So you just work out here all by yourself for, um, Ralston Chemical

that correct?

I cannot confirm or deny that. Well, either you work for them or you don't

for them. It's a pretty simple question. I must request that you leave

immediately.

Yeah, if I could just take a quick look around, you know, I'm very concerned

about this young pilot.

That's impossible. There's nothing else to see.

I think there is.

You know what this is?

I cannot permit any unauthorized entry.

I want your name and the name and telephone number of your employer or

superior. I'm unable to give you that.

Now just get in your car and go before I'm forced to take further action.

Let's get back to the plane. Keep looking for Blake.

He's not in there.

I have no idea.

This situation goes much higher than I ever imagined.

Maybe all the way to the top.

We've found the building, Chris. There's no sign of Blake. Joy,

the Americans are on the move.

According to the Harbour Monster, the frigate's not due to leave till after

dark. So whatever's happening, it's going to be tonight.

Thanks, Joy.

Listen, the Americans are on the move. How much longer do you think it'll be

before we find Blake?

As long as it'll take.

I'm sorry to sound pallid, but I need to get up there and find out what's going

on. Well, I can divert Jim Mulroney up there.

Thanks, Chris.

What'll I tell her?

Stand by, I'll liaise with Joy, radio through the instruct.

Tango with you.

OK, Chris said that Blake had just finished his fourth track a few minutes

before he sent the 7700, so that means you're in big trouble. You've got to

immediately. Now, if he was already low, he wouldn't have had enough height to

get very far at all.

So if he got into trouble directly over that building, I'd say he wouldn't have

been able to get much farther than where we are now.

Oh, my God.

Must have caught fire on impact.

Do you think he could survive, Sam?

Big fire, babe.

This can go with Sierra.

No, Paula, that's okay. Take life for a better window.

I can collect the body.

I want you to take these.

Put them in a safe place. Don't lose them.

What is that?

It's everything I know about the situation, all the work we've been doing

Lightfoot.

If anything happens to me, I want you to take it straight to Sam Day.

I'm hoping he'll know what to do with it.

I just can't believe this. I just can't believe this. How could you let this

happen?

We are all in way over our heads here.

I am sorry.

Sorry's not going to bring Lake back, is it?

I'll understand if you don't wish to continue.

You mean that you agreed to do it?

It's not too late to change your mind.

You reckon?

Well, we'd have to talk to Chris.

We can't do that to Blake.

I'm going to meet Joy at the docks.

I'd be grateful if you'd stand by with your planes in case we have to follow

that frigate out to sea.

I think we'll be okay. You know, if we stick together, we'll be all right.

Yeah.

I trust you guys.

Yeah, me too.

I might call Max. He's been giving the neighbours hell. He keeps chucking

through the window.

Lightfoot is Chris.

I'm at the plane wreckage.

There's no body.

I think Blake ought to survive.

I'm going to take a look around.

Come on. I want

to make sure that all crates are present, counted for.

It'll be light in three hours. We have to get moving.

Can you see what it is there?

Considering they're doing it after dark, I think it's fairly sad to assume that

it's not exactly reading the target.

Something you can only bring in on a naval vessel.

Otherwise, they should have chosen a more discreet form of transport.

Not to mention a faster one.

It must have been too heavy to fly it in.

What's so risky?

Explosives. A bit.

Farly explosive.

Farly illegal.

If they're going to transport it by road, they can be going far, and I doubt

they're going to stop through hill.

So we're looking at roughly 200km or less from here.

Far, empty country.

Maybe it's not for anyone round here. Maybe they're just changing ships.

I doubt it.

I'm going to get up there and follow them in the planes.

You can check.

All good.

saying that the cockpit was completely empty? That Blake could have walked away

from that crash?

We can't be sure he didn't meet somebody.

So he's still alive?

Can't be sure of that either.

Yes, but there is a good chance now. Obviously, it's important that those in

trucks don't know that they've got company.

We can stay high and keep surfing the back and wide arcs. They'll never know

we're there.

Good.

Chris. I can't find any trace of him.

I think he must have got a welcoming committee from our mystery compound.

I'm going to go over there, take a look, see what I can find out.

Not even I could get in, Chris. It's a fortress. Wait until I've got some more

information on the place.

I can't afford to wait. He might be in there. I'll be in touch. Listen, it's

futile and it's dangerous.

We've already got one person missing, possibly dead. I don't want to make it

two.

Joy? The truck's definitely heading south.

Third Highway.

Good.

He's found them, Sturt Highway, heading south.

Let's find them, don't lose them.

They're still heading south on the Sturt, so I'm going to go around again.

Copy that, Jimbo. Tango whiskey, Sierra.

Echo whiskey.

Where do you think these drugs are headed?

They're more to the point. What are they going to do when they get there?

Oh, sorry.

I thought you were one of the other guys from in there.

You okay?

Yeah. A few cuts and scratches.

I'm glad to see you.

I don't believe you walked away from that plane.

Well, that was my fault, sir.

Well, they shot me down when I flew over here.

I saw them send out a jeep, you know, obviously to finish off the job.

So I had to keep them away somehow and... You burnt my plane.

Well, I didn't know what else to do.

I mean, it worked. They obviously heard the explosion and turned back.

I'm sorry, sir, will you get the insurance?

What is this place?

Looks like they're giving a lot of men busy doing something.

Anywhere we can get a better look?

Yeah, just down this way.

They're turning. They're heading on to... It's not marked, doesn't it?

An unmarked road heading east about, well, 35km south -east of Napstone.

What is it?

There's only one place that road can lead, and it's the building where Blake

shot down.

You're joking.

Well, well, well.

Our old mates again.

Bud and Brie.

An oldie militia mate.

This is what they were training for.

Jimbo, I want absolute confirmation that that is where the trucks are heading.

Be careful.

Copy that. Echo Whiskey Victor.

Whiskey?

Do you want the truth or do you just want me to make you feel better?

If you're scared that'll make you feel better.

I'm petrified.

Hell, it's radioactive.

Some kind of nuclear plant.

What a radioactive waste step, huh?

The Americans dumped it here.

Then why would the Pentagon be paying for it? The Pentagon?

According to Lightfoot.

Well, it's a nuclear weapon.

Big Sky Base, this is Echo Whiskey Victor.

Big Sky Base, this is Echo Whiskey Victor.

Shay, you there?

Shay? Hello?

Shay?

Are you there?

Echo Whiskey Victor, this is Big Sky Base. Can we hear you okay?

Yeah, Chris found Blake.

He's alive.

Be light soon.

Let's get out of here.

Why would the Yanks be dumping weapons here, you know, if that's what it is?

I hate to think.

Let's go.

Intruders on the perimeter!

Briggs!

Let's check your head now.

Chris and Blake have been spotted. They're being pursued by two jeeps.

I'll be heading for the airstrip. It's about a mile east of here.

In the airstrip!

Let's go!

They haven't got enough of a head start. We've got to do something to shake

those other guys.

What? I don't know. Faster than anything. I'll take the first one.

You're up to eight.

We got one down, sir.

Shut up.

I can't get them. There's too many trees.

Too bloody close. We'll never be able to start a plane.

You won't have to.

Buckle up. We're landing.

Some form of nuclear weaponry belonging to the Americans is being stored at that

compound of Napstone.

Now, this is contrary to all the anti -nuclear agreements that our government

and the Americans are signatories to.

It means that some member of our armed forces, and therefore members of our

government, are not only aware of this, but complicit in the arrangement.

So what do we do now?

Shouldn't we tell someone what we know?

The point is, we don't know who we can trust.

I'll go to Canberra.

I didn't want to throw anything in front of the island.

But aren't we still in danger even if we do keep our mouths shut?

It's no problem.

After a couple of hours when I've spoken to my minister, this whole situation is

going to be blown wide open.

It is outrageous that some sections of this government think they can blatantly

disregard international treaties, not to mention compromise our security.

If there are nuclear weapons being stored there and another country was to

wind of it... Yes, yes, Lightfoot, I'm fully aware of the implication.

I want to know what you intend to do about it.

And I want you to forget what you saw.

I want you to forget everything that you've ever known about this matter.

So there are warheads.

Nuclear warheads.

We are signatories to a non -proliferation treaty.

So are the Americans.

As a PR exercise, of course they are.

But as an actual commitment?

Well, there's no point in kicking yourself for coming to the wrong place.

Does the entire government know about this?

We all stand to benefit.

Let's see how.

The Americans are providing substantial trade deals in exchange for the storage

facility. The financial benefits for the economy are enormous.

There was the rift to the Australian public enormous.

That's why you must never, ever make this agreement public.

And why I'm telling you to keep your mouth shut, or it'll be shut for you.

The NTF.

Can't they do anything?

Not if the entire government's in on the deal.

So that's it. There's nowhere else to go.

Well, not to the media. They'd be gagged before they added a word.

I don't believe this.

Is there not one person in Canberra that has a problem with this?

I'm sure there are many.

They're all in the same boat that we are.

I must look rather foolish.

You want to know how things were going to turn out?

The end justifies the means.

It means nothing.

It wasn't worthwhile.

What's worse, I got you and your pilots involved.

Terrible risk.

Terrible. Oh, come on.

What about all the other times?

What about the drug smugglers, the gun dealers we caught?

You can't save the world every day.

If I did, I thought I could.

Yes, but that doesn't make all the other times worthless.

Maybe not.

When what you believe in, what you've worked for, doesn't exist, what do you

I don't know.

I guess you... You look at the things that you've still got in your

life.

Family, friends.

They're the ones that keep you going more than anything else.

Yeah, well, I don't really have friends.

Family?

No.

No friends, really.

So where does that put me?

We're mates, aren't we?

We are, I suppose we are.

Well, there you are. You have got something.

So this is it.

The end of the line.

You don't need Big Sky anymore.

I'll let you know.

Dear Paula, I'm sorry. I'm Brad.

Well, that's it?

No, I'm glad I'm a bad shot. No, I'm sorry I tried to shoot you down. It was

part of my job.

Unbelievable.

He's not the kind of guy for you.

So who's the kind of guy for me?

Oh, I don't know. Someone with a healthy amount of cynicism. Anybody want a

snack? Yeah.

Richie. Want a snack? Right.

He's very sharing, caring, lives close by.

And we don't find he's a perfect man.

Well, he could be a lot closer than you think.

It's not a shame.

He could be right under your nose.

I'm glad you changed your mind.

No, I didn't. I was just going by.

Now, you may as well stay for lunch.

Oh, I don't think so, though.

We've got plenty of burnt sausages.

I won't stay for long. Well, whatever.

Look, about our contract, if it's all right with you, I'd like to keep it open

-ended.

Sure.

Something may turn up.

You never know.

We don't have to sign anything official this time, do we?

Your word's good, mate.

Can't touch Lightfoot.

Too many questions.

But those pilots he had working for him, they've been to Napton.

They've seen the facility.

If Lightfoot knows, they must pay.

Deal with them.