All language subtitles for Sea Patrol 2x03 Takedown-eng

Sir, signal in from NAVCOM -

Coastwatch have detected a
suspected illegal entry vessel.

Come round to a course
for this position, Nav.

Increase 1800.

Port 10, steer 315,
revolutions 1800.

Port 10, steer 315,
revolutions 1800.

What's our ETA
to this SIEV, Nav?

Approximately two hours, sir.

Do you hear there?
Captain speaking.

We're altering course
to intercept a SIEV.

We'll go to boarding stations in
approximately two hours time.

That's all.

NAV: Boss, got a radar contact.

It's in about the right
position for the SIEV.

Bring us to boarding stations,
Nav. Both RHIBs.

Hands to boarding stations,
hands to boarding stations,

hands to boarding stations.

Assume damage control state three
condition voyage.

Full boarding party required.

(RADAR BEEPS)

Boss, something odd.

Uh, the radar contact's gone.

It just vanished
off the screen.

Have you checked your journey?
Yes, sir.

Last known position?

Right ahead, seven miles.

Right, listen up, team.
We've lost the contact.

Chances are
she may have gone down.

We could be looking for
survivors or bodies.

Hands to SOLAS stations, Nav.

Hands to SOLAS stations,
hands to SOLAS stations.

(SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY)
RO: Yep.

(MONITOR BEEPS)

Boss.

Got the vessel?

Um, no. This is the most
bizarre thing I've ever seen.

I count 9, 10 civilians.
Men and women.

They must be stuck
out on a sand cay.

CO: RO, inform Coastwatch
we've located

a party of suspected unlawful
non-citizens.

We're preparing to recover
by sea boat.

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Sir, you, move forward, please.

Through there, please.
Thank you.

ET: Turn around,
up against the wall.

Stay there, please.
BUFFER: Bomber.

I've got 'em. Yes, sir?

(RUSSIAN ACCENT)
Please, this lady,

she's not feeling so well.

OK, thank you. Can you
move back? Move back.

XO.

ET, I've finished here.

She's not feeling well, ma'am.

OK. Do you wanna come with me?

You alright?

I want you to put your hands
up here. Right?

And just spread
these legs for me.

I've got something.

Swaino.

She's not well.

Asthma puffer?

You have asthma?

Asma, si.
Yes?

Well, if she needs it,
she should keep it, X.

What happened to their boat?

Well, it was leaking
before it left the harbour,

and then it hit a coral cay
and sank.

The crew?
Only one - the skipper.

He went down with the boat.

What's the story
on the survivors?

One Filipina from Mindanao.

There's a family, group
of five, from Afghanistan,

and three ethnic Russians
from Turkmenistan

who competed in
the Inter-Asian Games

in Jakarta
about three months back.

Sir... uh, ma'am,

the Indonesian
authorities confirmed

that three Turkmenistani
athletes defected.

They'll be wanting
refugee status.

Oh, that's not a navy matter.

They can talk to lmmigration
once we've handed them over.

In the meantime, get them
bedded down in austere.

Yes, sir.

These are
your toilet facilities, OK?

These are your racks.

Oh, beds. Sorry.

And we'll be providing
three meals a day.

Come down. You can take
my hand, if you want.

Make yourselves at home.
XO: Slowly. It's alright.

It's OK.
No! No!

(SPEAKS SPANISH)
It's alright, it's alright.

Hey.
Whoa, whoa, whoa!

(SPEAKS SPANISH)

Please, I don't understand
what you're saying.

Do you speak any English?

(SPEAKS SPANISH)
OK.

Bridge, this is X.

The Filipina girl,
she's quite distressed

and I can't understand
what she's saying.

Do we have anyone on board who
speaks any Tagalog or Spanish?

Stand by, X.

RO.
Nein.

(LAUGHS) Nav?

Well, I once got through
in Spain

on a phrase book, Italian and
waving my hands around a lot.

OK, go down there and
see if you can find out

what the problem is
and try and help out.

Yes, sir.
Go get 'em, Nav.

X, Nav's on her way down
to try and interpret.

XO: Copy that.

Boss, I've had sangria before.
Does that help?

(LAUGHS)

Not enough Spanish, Buffer.

It's OK. Can you breathe?

(INHALES AND EXHALES DEEPLY)

She's a... she's
a little bit edgy, so...

Hola.

Me llamo Nikki Caetano.

Me llamo Anuncion Cortes.

Hola. Español, si?

Si.

(STAMMERS)

You want me to speak español
to the young lady?

Oh, you speak Spanish?

Boss! Charge!

You tracking this?
CHARGE: Yeah, I got it.

(YELLS)
Hey, hey!

Put your weapon down!
I'll kill them!

Put it down! We'll shoot you!

Kill her!
(SCREAMS)

OK, wait, wait, wait! OK, OK.

Put your gun on the floor! NOW!

OK, OK.

(WHIMPERS)

Kick it over.

Now... up the ladder. Out.

Then close the hatch.

I'm the only medic on this ship,
and this girl needs my help.

No, no!
A dead girl won't need a medic.

You... you don't need her.

At least let me take her
with me.

The girl is now a hostage.

Go!

(SCREAMS) Go!
OK, OK.

(XO WHIMPERS)

CO: Do you hear there?
Captain speaking.

We have a hostage situation
under way in austere.

All personnel are to clear
the lower decks.

Plant room, engine room
and austere

are strictly out of bounds
until further notice.

Stop this and end it! You're
not going to get what you want!

MAN: Shh! No talk!
(WHIMPERS)

Hey, hey, hey!

(GRUNTS AGGRESSIVELY)

CO ON TWO-WAY: X, Captain.

Put me on to the man
holding you.

OK, my captain
wants to speak with you.

Move to the back!

Your closed-circuit TV
is switched on?

CO: It's standard equipment.

Switch it off!

Switching it off now.

What's going on?
(STAMMERS) I do... Three.

How many weapons?

They've got two. Mine, Kate's.
Buffer.

Buffer, to me.

Three men, two weapons?
Two weapons.

My name's Mike Flynn.
I'm the captain of the ship.

And you are?

(GRUNTS)

You can call me Zan.

OK, Zan.

What seems to be
the problem here,

and how can we help
sort it out?

We're coming to the bridge
to take control of the ship.

I can't allow that.

(STAMMERS)

If I come up the ladder with
your girl officer and a gun,

you give me the bridge.

(MOANS)

You come up the ladder
with my officer and a gun,

you'll be a dead man.

You make things hard.

We should talk. On deck. Now.

And I don't believe
you switched off the camera.

You go on deck, sir,
you give him another hostage.

Security party, close up
lower decks at the rush,

and await further orders.

ET, take the ship,
bring us to slow ahead.

I'm on radio if you need me.
Sir.

Come down the ladder!
We can talk below.

CO: There's a sick girl
down there.

My ship's medic
says she's asthmatic.

We need to get
some medication to her.

Nothing buys nothing, Captain.

So, what do you want?

You will sail north
to New Guinea.

I'll tell you where.

When we get close inshore,
we'll take a Zodiac.

We'll also take
both women officers with us.

You know I can't agree to that.

If we do not have hostages,

you'll blow us out of
the water - correct?

Navy protocol would
not let us do that.

We have our rules, Zan.

And you can take the Zodiac,
but you can't take my officers.

OK, then no medication.
The sick girl will die!

Then others will die!
So think again.

And think fast.

Close the hatch.

(SCREAMS) Now!

Mike, I've just had
a word to Canberra

about our possible options.

Now, if these negotiations
don't work,

then the SAS can perform
a ship underway take-down.

Are you talking about
SAS personnel

coming on board
and storming austere?

If negotiations fail, yes.

They have a unit exercising
on oil rigs to your south-west.

It's at Dolphin Three platform.

So you make best speed
towards them

and if push comes to shove
we can insert them by helo.

Well, sir, an SAS take-down
will involve casualties.

They're trained to eliminate
the hostage takers,

not the hostages, and that's
the way it's gonna be.

In the meantime, you continue

to isolate, contain
and negotiate...

...and keep me informed.

Aye-aye, sir.

It's the old
2,000-mile screwdriver.

Commander wants to run this one
from his desk.

I'm sorry, sir.
I'll take full responsibility.

You had no options.
Let's just move on.

We've got our orders -

we rendezvous with the SAS
at the Dolphin Three platform.

Swain, take over
from ET at the helm.

Port 20, altering 225.

Port 20, altering 225.

In the meantime, we isolate
and contain these hijackers.

ET, I want you and Spider
tooled up, kevlar vests,

guarding the door between
austere and the engine room.

Let's go. At the rush!

(MECHANICAL BUZZING)

The ship changed course. Why?

It could be
any number of reasons.

Tell me them.

Avoiding a coral reef, perhaps.

These are dangerous waters.

(ANUNCION GASPS FOR AIR)

Nikki, you OK?

I thought he was
gonna break my neck.

What are we gonna do?

We're in the CO's hands.

We just have to trust he has
a strategy and be ready to move.

Well, shouldn't we have a plan?
Something?

We just wanna
keep our heads down

and just try
to look after them.

How is she?
Oh, she's bad.

We need to get help to her,
right?

We've gotta persuade them.

They seem pretty callous.

Except... maybe the younger one.

He could be the weak link.

Just keep her breathing calmly.

OK.

(ANUNCION WHEEZES)
Shh, it's OK.

(WHISPERS)
Just breathe. It's OK.

What's your name?

I'm Kate.

Come on, you must have a name.

You know the girl has asthma.

If she doesn't get medication,
she could die.

If she does,
you'll be responsible.

There's nothing I can do.

There is. You can persuade him
to let us get medication to her.

You can help her live.

Just think about it.

So close,

and we can't do a damn thing
but isolate and contain.

We'll get our chance.
Yeah, maybe, yeah.

Blake should've taken the shot
when they made their move.

Yeah, and if he had missed?
Dead bodies everywhere.

I would've killed them.

COMMANDER MARSHALL:
Mike, the Feds have just liaised

with the Indonesian
National Police

on those three
Turkmenistani defectors.

The bodies of the real ones

have just been found
in shallow graves.

If the real ones are dead,
then who are our hijackers?

The INP don't know.

But the real ones
all had broken necks,

so it means the people
you're dealing with

have all been trained to kill
with their bare hands.

The way they took hostages
suggests military training.

Permission for
the ship underway take-down's

just been cleared
at the highest level.

Just keep on your rendezvous
point with the SAS.

And the rendezvous point
has just been confirmed at...

...27 nautical miles
from the rig

on a bearing of 020.

Thank you, sir.

(ANUNCION WHEEZES RAPIDLY)

Anuncion, just keep breathing
in through your nose,

out through your mouth -
that's good.

You. You, here.

What's through here?

There's a store room.

If it's only a store room,
why is the door handle missing?

Because when we have guests,

it's removed
as a security measure.

Where is the handle?

It's not here.
It's been locked away.

And through here...

...we have... what?

You already know
what's in there, don't you?

Uh... the engine room, yes?

(ANUNCION COUGHS AND WHEEZES)

Nikki. Nikki!

She's going to die
if we don't get medication.

No, she's going to die

because your captain
refuses to cooperate.

And all we need is a... Arggh!

Nikki!

(COCKS GUN) Safety off!

Last warning.

SPIDER: What do you reckon
they're doing in there?

ET: No idea.

Who the hell
are these people, ET?

I don't know.

We've seen a few of them.

Blokes who stabbed Charge.
Dead guy on the snake boat.

The same mob, you reckon?

Military-trained
Eastern Europeans.

It's a hell of a coincidence.

(DOOR RATTLES)

MAN: Charlie 82,
this is Viper 20. Over.

Viper 20, this is 'Hammersley'

Reading you five by five.
Go ahead.

'Hammersley', we are airborne

and proceeding to
the rendezvous coordinates.

ETA approximately 1510. Over.

'Hammersley' Copy. ETA 1510.

What's your maximum time
on station? Over.

Our point of no return
is 1530. Over.

All understood.
We'll be there. Out.

Alright, that gives us
1.5 hours.

All under control, sir.

Revolutions 2000.

Revolutions 2000.
Steer 230.

Steer 230.

Nav.

Sir, they're heading
into the engine room.

Shut down the engines.
Shutting down.

Take the ship, Charge.
The Charge has the ship.

Swain, Buffer, with me.
Sir.

(ALARM RINGS ONCE)

Drop the weapon, now!
Drop your weapon.

Drop the weapon!
Move!

Drop the weapon! Release them!
Drop the weapon!

Oh!

ET!

ET!

Nikki... Nikki, no, no, no!

Boss, we're under fire
in the engine room.

Under fire in the engine room.

Buffer and I go in,
give covering fire,

and get ET and Spider out.

Any questions? Let's go.

No-one comes past this hatch.

(GASPS FOR AIR)

Keep breathing.

(COUGHS)
We can get her out of here.

No. No, back!

No! No!
I have to get her out of here!

Please.
No way.

Please, you have the rest of us
as hostages. Please let her go.

Make no mistake.
I will kill you. Now back!

Please. OK!
Get back! Get in there.

ET?

You OK?
Doing fine.

I'm gonna move forward.
You cover me.

Alright.

Go!

(GUNFIRE)

(EMPTY GUN CLICKS)

Buff, he's down a weapon.

(WHISPERS) There's two.

Get up the ladder.
Get out of here.

Let's seal the area off.

Well done, sir.

What's that, Charge?
Sir?

(S YSTEMS POWER DOWN)
They're shutting us down.

But auxiliary power
should last us a few hours.

(ALARMS WAIL)

RO, communications?

It's all good, sir.
Then flash a message to NAVCOM.

They've penetrated
both plant and engine rooms.

Sir.

'Hammersley'
Leading Seaman Dixon.

Uh, well, not great, sir.
They've penetrated the...

Sir, they're firing up
the engines.

(ENGINES RUMBLE SOFTLY)

Can we override that?
No, sir.

Now they've restored power
to the lower deck.

Sir, only an hour
and 15 minutes

till the rendezvous
with the SAS.

Well, that's not going to work.
Oh, of course.

On this ship, aft steering
is just a storeroom, huh?

If you think I believe that,

you think I believe
anything, lady.

What she means is it won't work
because it's totally crazy.

I know. I'm the navigator.

The navigator? Good.

You can navigate us
to New Guinea.

North-east. Best speed.
Zan. No, listen to me.

We can steer the ship from here,

we can use the compass repeat
to set a course,

but we won't really know
where we're going.

New Guinea is
where we're going.

No. You're not listening to me.

Between here and New Guinea,
there are islands, coral reefs,

shoals, other ships,
you name it.

If you do this blindfolded,
you're gonna sink the ship.

Your captain knows all this.
That's why he will cooperate.

No, you don't know him.
He's as stubborn as you are.

Not so stubborn
he'll risk his ship.

(COCKS GUN) In the meantime,
you steer.

CO: Update on
our rendezvous, Swain.

Sir, the Black Hawk's
absolute point of no return

is still 1530,

so in order to make
that rendezvous,

we've gotta turn back now.

ET, the gyrocompass.

I want you to make
small manual adjustments to it.

So they head towards
the SAS rendezvous.

Exactly.

And they'll still think they're
heading towards New Guinea?

That's right, Buff.
ET: Swain, torch.

Now, not too quickly, ET.

We don't want them to notice
the change in direction.

All over it, boss.

CO: Viper 20,
this is 'Hammersley'

We've had some problems,
but we're back on track.

Revised rendezvous time
is 1520. Over.

MAN: 'Hammersley', this is
Viper 20. That's very tight.

Our point of no return
is still 1530. Over.

Roger, Viper 20.
Understand. Out.

We're gonna do this.

We're gonna make
this rendezvous.

Damn.
(COUGHS)

You. Go get your boss and
tell him I want to see him.

Now!

(ANUNCION BREATHES
FRANTICALLY)

Just keep your breathing
going for me.

In through your nose and out
through your mouth for me, OK?

OK, we have to do something.
Oh, we do?

Look, you have control.
You have power.

What is it going to cost you
to save her life?

Just... Please!

Look, the fight is between
you and us, not you and her.

She's an innocent civilian

that's got caught up
in all of this.

At least give her
a chance to live.

Or do you have no honour?

(LAUGHS)

Heh. Oh.

Just keep breathing for me.
I'm so sorry.

(GASPS FRANTICALLY)

Captain, Zan here.

The girl is getting worse.

Sir, if we could just get her
into the wardroom

and get a nebuliser on her...

We need her up here
where we can treat her.

Or you can send
the medicine down...

...along with a chart

and a handheld GPS.

Did you hear that, Captain?

Chart, handheld GPS

and medicine.

On their way.

You can organise that, Swain.

Sir, once he's got the chart
and the GPS, he'll know

we've reversed our course, and
our rendezvous will be screwed.

Look, the only alternative
is if we let the girl die.

Give him what he wants.
Aye, sir.

How long till our rendezvous
with the SAS?

32 minutes.

Well, let's hope we get there

before he figures out
what we've done.

Do you need me to show you
how to use those?

So now you want to help me.

I just don't want
to run the ship aground.

A coral reef could
tear our hull wide open,

and then everyone's in trouble.

You think I don't know
about charts and GPS?

Well, I think you're
ex-navy of some kind,

so you may know.

But you may not have used

this particular piece
of equipment before.

(GPS BEEPS)

So how are you doing over there?

I'm doing fine.

Look,

there have been
some recent upgrades.

They may outdate your training,
so... I could show you.

Mm-mm. Mmm.
OK. OK.

There is a reset system
that you have to use

before you even think
about using it.

Do I pass?

Looks like you've been
doing it your whole life.

Close. Now leave me alone.
I'm just trying to help.

No, you are trying
to slow me down. Stop it.

ET?
All good, Buff.

All good.

You think I'm stupid?

You think I'm stupid?!
No, anything but.

Someone is playing games with
the compass, yes? It's you.

No.

No. No, it's not you.

I would have seen.

So it's the captain
on the bridge.

Zan, I don't know
what you're saying here.

The compass is
reading north-east,

but the GPS shows us
heading south-west.

The reset system,
did you try the reset...

Oh, no more lies. No more lies.

Captain, listen.

(NAV YELPS)
(GUNSHOT)

One more lie,

and the next time
you hear that,

your navigator is dead.

Tell him. Tell him!

Boss... (PANTS)... that one was
into the bulkhead.

He says the next one's for me,
and I believe him.

Now get this ship back
on course for New Guinea.

Do it now!

Viper 20, this is
'Hammersley' Over.

MAN ON RADIO: This is Viper 20.

With you in 23 minutes,
Charlie 82. Over.

Viper, we've had to alter course

and can no longer
make that rendezvous - over.

Charlie 82, we've already
used up our safety margin.

If you can't make
the rendezvous,

we'll have to abort.

Over.
Roger that, Viper.

Abort, abort.
Return to home plate. Out.

Roger, Charlie 82.

And whatever's happening
there, good luck.

Looks like we're on our own.

Boss.

This new course has us
heading straight for

a coral field.

Looks like a maze of reefs,
shoals and atolls,

but there is one channel
running through it.

Charge?

Sir.

Zan, Mike Flynn here.
We have a problem.

What problem?
We seem to be back on course.

Do you have your chart and
handheld GPS up and running?

Yes, I do.

Then you'll see that we're
heading for a coral field.

I also see there's a channel
running through it.

Look at the date when this area
was last surveyed - 1850.

These reefs have been
growing since then.

In half an hour it'll be dark

and we've got no way of getting
through that channel safely

while the ship's being
steered from below.

So what are you
proposing, Captain?

We stick to the same course,
we get you to New Guinea,

but to do that safely,

we need you to restore
power to the bridge.

That way we have radar
and echo sounding.

No way.

Can I ask you why not?

Because you keep lying to me,
so I don't trust you.

Well, trust me when I tell you

that if we go into that channel
under power and strike a reef,

it'll rip our hull
from stem to stern.

You'll be killed
along with everyone else.

I will not
give you back control.

(THROWS HANDSET)

Swain, the... current
through that channel.

It's running north?

The set is nor-nor-east, yeah.

So... if we entered
not under power...

Cut the engines and drift?

Yeah.

Zan, I have a proposition.

We enter the channel,

you cut the engines and we drift
through with the current.

Could it work?

Hitting coral at speed would
guarantee breaching our hull.

Allowing us to drift through
with the current,

yeah, we could escape
with superficial damage.

You have a deal.

(HULL SHUDDERS LIGHTLY)

(HULL SCRAPES AND THUDS)

You could restore power
to the bridge.

In my shoes, would you?

I'd never be in your shoes.

Charge?
Sir.

(HITS BUTTONS)
There go the ups.

Get on that chart, Swain.

Already onto it, sir.
Need a ruler?

Please, mate.

(HULL CREAKS AND GROANS)

Zan.

I'm not negotiating.

Seriously, how far's
he gonna take this?

(HULL CREAKS)

The captain gave you his word
he'd get you to New Guinea.

His word?
Yes, his word.

(HULL CREAKS)

How are we going, Swain?

Ask me again
at first light, sir.

We'll be safe
or swimming by then.

(SHIP GROANS)

I'd say we're through the channel.
You want to check?

Without an echo sounder,
I can't be sure.

Yeah, I think we're through.

Captain, we have
two votes down here

that say we're
through the channel.

Swain?

I'd love to have power
for the depth sounder,

but... I think we're through.

What's our ETA
to Papua New Guinea?

Oh... an hour, maybe.

Would he know that?

With a GPS and a chart,
he has to,

if he's halfway competent.

Zan, we're agreed.

We're through the channel.
It's safe to restart the engines.

Thank you.

In 30 minutes, I'll require
your port Zodiac fully fuelled.

So there will be no pursuit,

your lady officers
will be coming with us.

Did you hear that, Flynn?

Yeah, I heard.

And you agree?

I agree.

Charge, is the firefighting
system still online?

Yes, sir.

OK, here's plan A.

And there is no plan B,
so this has gotta work.

First of all, we're doing this
to our timetable, not his.

Nearly there.

Then a little trip
in the Zodiac...

And then you kill us.

That will depend
on circumstances.

When we hit the beach,

you should pray
there is no ambush waiting.

Captain, the situation
on the Zodiac?

The port RHIB's being fuelled.

To get the RHIB in the water,

you'll need to restore power
to the upper deck.

I really admire the way
you keep trying, Captain.

No power, the crane
can't launch the RHIB.

So I will restore power
to the engineer's console only.

Draw your weapons.

Watch my back.

Team Bravo in position, boss.

Captain, copy.

How you going there, Charge?

Yeah... all set here, sir.

The X and the Nav
will have a 40-second warning.

Roger.

It's risky, sir, but it's the
only call you could've made.

There are no other options.

I'm counting on the fact that
the X will anticipate my plan.

Yeah, well,
let's hope she's psychic.

Charge?
Standing by, sir.

Activate the system.

(ALARM WAILS)

What now?

It's a fire alarm.
What fire?

In the engine room.

If you don't believe me,
check it out yourself.

Zhenya.

Nav, get everyone down.
Cover their faces.

Close your eyes.

Get everyone down. Cover their
heads and close their eyes.

Make sure
this is covering your head.

It'll be alright. It'll be OK.

(ALARMS WAIL)

OK, you're OK.

(GAS HISSES)

(COUGHS)

MIKE: Let's go!

(ALL COUGH)

Zan! Zhenya! It's tear gas!

(ALL COUGH)

Swain? Get the weapons.
Secure them, Swain.

Team Bravo, go, go, go!

(COUGHS)

Go, go, go, go! You too.

(ALL COUGH)

(SHOUTS COMMANDS)

(ANUNCION COUGHS)

NAV: I think I just
breathed in a lot.

XO: Just keep flushing.

Sorry about the tear gas.
I had no choice.

No, there's no complaints
here, boss.

It's better than the CO2.

It's a take-down the SAS
would've been proud of, sir.

Trust you - storming in there
like a white knight.

Hey, that's my pleasure.

Oh. Just remind me
to return the favour one day.

You bet. You bet.

(MEN CHAT QUIETLY)

All systems back online, Charge?

Yes, sir.

And I've recharged the
firefighting system with CO2.

Good work.

Well done, everyone.

The team works.

I'll take over, Swain.

Aye, sir.

Up ahead, both engines.
Revolutions 1800.

Up ahead, both engines.
Revolutions 1800.

On the bridge.
Captain has the ship.