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OK, cardiopulmonary

resuscitation.

Now, I know you all think

you know CPR back to front...

RPC!

Thank you, Charge.

As with everything,

if we don't use it, we lose it.

Now, Bird has very kindly agreed

to assist with today's exercise,

so I'll be needing

some volunteers.

Great to see they're

all so keen.

Ah, I hate to pull rank.

Oh, Swaino!.

Lead from the front, boys.

Lead from the front.

Thank you, Charge.

I will be needing one more, though.

Yes!.

Me!.

What do you think, Bird?

Hmm...

2Dads.

Yes!.

Alright. Come on over.

Now, in this drill, Charge,

you've collapsed,

and 2Dads, you'll be

performing CPR on him.

Now, just a reminder

that CPR begins with

two emergency breaths of

mouth-to-mouth

before we begin

chest compressions.

Swain...

Just a minute, guys.

The resuscitator must firstly

check that the airway is clear

of the patient.

Swain?

Yes?

You said that Bird

was going to assist.

You did. We all heard you.

She is.

She's gonna be timing

your compressions.

Guys, in the real world,

we don't get a choice over

whose life we're

called upon to save.

We have a responsibility to do

everything we possibly can

no matter who the person is.

But, Swaino...

..it's Charge!.

Every life is sacred.

Hey!.

I'm not exactly jumping

out of my skin either.

Alright, enough.

And don't you guys worry... you'll all be

getting a turn at this later on.

Charge!. Assume the position.

C'mon, 2Dads. Don't forget

to check his airway.

Any tongue,

and you are a dead man.

Swain is making 2Dads do

CPR practice on Charge.

Huh?

Oh, good one, Swaino.

Aren't there

hygiene issues with that?

What's that?

Huh?

Right ahead, 200 yards.

Starboard 30.

Starboard 30.

Brace, brace, brace, brace.

Ahh!

Passing along our

port side, sir.

All clear.

Whatever it is,

it's a shipping hazard.

We can't just leave it.

Should we sink it?

Not when we don't

know its contents.

Just bring it down here.

Alright. That'll do. Drop it.

Nice and slow.

Alright, all clear.

We'll have a look inside,

and with any luck,

she's full of beer.

Alright, let's

contain this mess.

We're gonna need

a clean-up duty.

Swain?

Sir, this isn't barbecue meat.

These...these are organs.

They're human organs.

The feds were VERY interested

in your recent gruesome find.

"Sea Patrol: S04E08" "Universal Donor"

We're talking illegal

organ trade?

Yeah, they think they're

being imported from Asia.

Sync by MaxiZephyr www.addic7ed.com

Heading where?

Here, the US, Europe, Japan.

It's horrible to think

there are people poor

and desperate enough

to be selling their organs.

And men wealthy and desperate

enough to buy them.

Yeah.

The feds think the freezer was

in the water for about three weeks,

probably lost in Cyclone Tiogo

off Papua.

That was one hell of a storm.

It's a sophisticated unit.

They traced its purchase

to this man...

a Walter Berkleman,

an American citizen. Now,

he has disappeared,

along with his luxury cruiser

the 'Longview',

usually moored out of Cairns.

It's possible

the 'Longview' was lost

and Mr Berkleman is

sleeping with the fishes...

Couldn't happen to

a nicer bloke.

But if he did survive,

the feds think he's probably

back in Asia,

organising another shipment.

Now, they've just issued

a "Keep a look-out for",

but there's no firm intel

at this stage.

Now, as far as finding

a permanent CO

for 'Hammersley'...

..unfortunately there are

no suitably qualified

unassigned personnel

available at the moment, so...

..as much as I would like

to have you back in here,

I'm sure you won't be

too disappointed

to remain CO for

the foreseeable future.

She's right - you're not

that disappointed, are you?

Kate, it's not like

she gave me a choice.

Do you know how much people

are prepared to pay

for things like a kidney

or even a few feet of bowel?

2Dads!

Thousands!

And you don't even need

half the stuff you've got.

You can function perfectly

with one lung, one kidney.

Enough. That is off.

Even human fat is worth big

bucks to the cosmetics industry.

You're a walking goldmine,

Charge!

Have you ever thought about

selling your brain?

It's not like it's being used.

So, what's

your next rotation?

Uh, boatswain's duties

with Dutchy.

He will

keep you busy.

Yeah, I'm really

looking forward to it.

I hope this week hasn't been

too dull for you.

No, I've...I've really liked it.

And, I mean, I love all of this.

The medical part of your job.

You know, when I leave,

I'm hoping to study

emergency health -

train as a paramedic.

I didn't know that.

Yeah, I haven't told

many people.

Why? It's a great thing to do!

Yeah. Except...

Except what?

You know when we pulled

that freezer out of the water?

Yeah?

It just made me feel

sick to my stomach.

Me too. I mean, the trade

in human organs is...

No. I mean the smell.

The smell just turned

my stomach.

It's not a very good quality

for a paramedic, is it?

Well, there were

a few hardened sailors

with their heads

hanging over the side.

Girls!

Just admiring his form, X.

Bomber, go get rid of the gash.

Yes, ma'am.

Bird!

BIRD!

X.

Is there somewhere

you should be right now?

Swain told me to take five.

I think that five's up.

Nope, there's still

a few more minutes.

Go!

Yes, X.

Can I help you

with something, X?

Oh, no, no, no. I was, um...

I was just, um...

Y-you carry on.

Sir, Coastwatch has spotted

a possible SIEV in our sector.

Thanks, RO.

You look flushed, X.

It's...it's hot out there.

The sun. It's a scorcher

of a day...today...out there.

Uh, RO, have you got

those coordinates?

Coming in now.

Do you have a temperature?

Oh, maybe.

Bearing 0-3-0, sir.

They're only just on

our side of the line.

Then we intercept them ASAP

and send them back home.

Port 1 0, steer 0-3-0.

Port 1 0, steer 0-3-0, sir.

Australian Navy.

You are to stop or heave to.

We intend to board you.

X, I only count eight on board.

SIEVs are normally

packed to the gunwales.

Travelling business class,

ma'am.

Dutchy, 2Dads,

secure the wheelhouse.

We'll take any other crew.

Copy that.

Oi!

Do you have trouble

hearing or something?

I asked you to

stop your vessel.

Why didn't you

stop your vessel?

Move up to

the front of the boat.

Hello?

Does anyone here

speak any English?

OK, ma'am. Come forward.

Please sit down.

We are refugees.

We want asylum in Australia.

Please help us.

Here's the master

of the vessel, X.

Sir, your vessel is illegally

in Australian waters.

We go Merauke.

Irian Jaya.

Merauke.

Ma'am, the master says

that this vessel is headed

for Merauke in Irian Jaya.

Mmm, no, we go to Australia.

We all go to Australia.

We are refugees.

OK.

Sir, according to

your passengers,

they say that you are

heading for Australia.

No! No. We go Merauke.

Hold him here.

Stay seated.

Sit down, sir.

Hey, Swain, what's the food

and water situation on board?

There's not very much. Maybe

enough for another day, tops.

Please help us!

OK, does anyone here

need medical treatment?

Is anyone here sick?

No.

Actually, ma'am, they all look

in pretty good health.

What's your situation, X?

Sir, the crew and the passengers

all appear to be in good health.

They are critically short on

food and water, though, sir.

There's also some debate

as to where they're heading.

What sort of debate?

The master says they're

heading for Merauke.

One of the passengers says

they're bound for Australia.

Is she seaworthy?

Yes, sir, the vessel

is seaworthy.

Then we have no option.

Let's get them re-supplied

and escort them back into

international waters.

OK. Copy that, sir.

X!

Yeah?

I found this hidden

in the wheelhouse

along with the master's

personal possessions.

Hey, hey, hey. Settle down.

We'll be out of here

in a minute.

Hey, Swain?

What do you make of this?

Swain?

Swain! Swain!

Swain!

Swain, put him down!

Swain!

Let him go.

Scumbag!

Smear a drop of blood

in the circle.

How it reacts gives you

the blood type.

Takes about five minutes.

There is a card in that box for

Every passenger on that ship.

And this is Rohypnol.

That's the date-rape drug, yeah?

When I realised,

yes, I went him.

This girl couldn't be

more than five years old.

Swain, that is no

excuse for assault.

When you realised what, Swain?

Sir, these people aren't

refugees. They're human cattle.

What?

They're all in good health.

They've all been tissue

matched - there's probably

a buyer already waiting for a

kidney or God knows what else.

You think they're gonna

sell their organs?

No, I think someone

intends to steal them.

Why would you need Rohypnol if

you're a willing participant?

And you can't tell me

that this little girl

gave her consent

to be butchered.

Alright.

RO, you speak

some Malay and Bahasa.

You and Charge go and talk with

them, see what else you can find out.

Yes, sir.

Carry on, Swain.

Yes, sir.

It is possible that they

entered Australian waters

unintentionally.

On their way to Merauke?

Without enough food and water,

I suspect Merauke's just a cover.

Have another chat with

the ship's master.

Let him know it's in his best

interest to cooperate.

Yes, sir.

He says he doesn't understand.

Well, he understood well enough

on the SIEV.

Who are you working for?

What was your destination?

Sir, perhaps what you

DON'T understand

is how much trouble you're in.

I'm gonna ask you again -

what is your destination?

Merauke.

Without any food or water?

I don't think so.

This man.

He's lying, X.

That's pretty obvious.

You never play poker, sport?

(REPEATS MALAY PHRASE

SPITEFULLY)

Oh, you don't understand?

Dutchy!

Dutchy!

Just give me five minutes.

You understand THAT,

don't you, sunshine?

Get your hands off him.

That's an order.

Don't hurt me! I will tell you!

Thought you might.

Too far.

I don't think they're in league

with the master.

They all swear

they're refugees

just looking for

a better life in Australia...

Is that your take on it too?

Yes, sir.

What did they say

about the blood tests?

Condition of getting

on the boat.

Yeah, and they got pretty upset

when RO told them someone

had dibs on their kidneys.

Who wouldn't?

Explain yourself.

He was being a smart-arse,

and all I did was ruffle his shirt.

Is that what you call it?

And if he didn't talk, what then?

I guess we'll never know,

will we?

I've told you before...

Better get these coordinates

to the boss.

Think it went

over their head.

Never mind.

Sir...

Sir, the SIEV,

it wasn't heading for land.

It was going to rendezvous

with another vessel.

Berkleman.

Yes.

And we found the coordinates.

Good work. RO, get me NAVCOM.

Yes, sir.

I take it there's

no-one on this SIEV

capable of navigating it safely

back to their home port?

No, sir. Not a chance.

Alright.

They might get their chance

to claim asylum after all.

Swain, you'll lead the steaming

party. Who do you want with you?

Sir, Bird's got one day left

on her rotation with me.

Swain, she hasn't had

enough experience.

Might be a good way

for her to get some.

RO and Charge seem to think

the refugees pose no threat.

And there are young women

and children on board, so...

A female might be helpful.

Mmm.

Get it restocked and refuelled

ASAP.

Yes, sir.

I wanna keep this rendezvous

with Mr Berkleman.

Well, I actually

come from Melbourne,

which is way down

the bottom of Australia.

Are you...m-married?

Uh, no, I'm not married.

I just finished school.

Are you married?

Oh! No.

I find a husband in Australia.

Oh, right. Good luck!

OK. That should get you

fed and watered till Darwin.

Thank you.

Hey, Bird!

Enjoy the cruise.

I will!

Hey! Happy hunting.

Yeah. Fingers crossed.

Ciao, amigos!

See you back at home, yeah?

Will do.

They're just going back

to the Navy boat now.

What's our ETA to

those coordinates?

At this rate, we should be

there in under two hours.

Very good.

Sir, we will be there

well ahead of

the SIEV's rendezvous time

with the 'Longview'.

That'll give us the advantage.

We'll sit below the horizon

and wait for Mr Berkleman.

Sir, I was thinking that

if the 'Longview' was damaged

in Cyclone Tiogo,

Berkleman might have

a new boat.

I agree. Did the master of the

SIEV give you the vessel's name?

No. I think we were lucky

to even get the coordinates.

Come what may,

we'll be ready for him.

"Sorry I couldn't

eat dinner.

"Too seasick. Looks good, but."

That was Bird just after

she came on board.

I think she thought the comment

book was compulsory paperwork.

So do you ever take these

suggestions on board?

Nope! Only one chef

on this boat.

Comment book really just

makes them feel like

they're having an input.

Hey, that sounds really bad.

Do NOT tell anyone I said that!

What's it worth to you?

So I was thinking about

going for my hook.

Leading seaman.

That's a good idea.

Yeah. I figure if you can

get it, how hard can it be?

I won't bite.

And I'll offer to help you

prepare for it if you want.

Really? You'd do that for me?

Yeah.

Maybe next time we get

shore leave together,

we can spend some time

and really go at it

hammer and tongs.

The studying, you know.

Getting you up to speed.

Yeah, that sounds...really good.

Vessel off my starboard quarter,

this is an Australian Navy

vessel.

Please identify yourself

and state your business.

Over.

Why isn't it responding?

Dunno.

Vessel off my starboard quarter,

this is the Australian Navy.

He looks friendly enough.

Ahoy, Navy!

This is the 'Kalinda'.

We need your help.

We've lost our radio.

We request permission

to come alongside.

That would explain it.

Sir, boarding party

is armed and standing by.

As soon as we detect

Berkleman's vessel, we Move.

It won't take him long

to realise what's going on.

'Hammersley',

'Hammersley', this is Swain.

Do you copy? Over.

'Hammersley'. Over.

'Hammersley', we have a vessel

on approach, the 'Kalinda',

requesting radio assistance.

Over.

Roger that, Swain. Over.

Swain out.

They're just coming on board

to use our radio.

There's nothing to worry about.

Oh, what a stroke of luck!

Australian Navy would be

the last people

we'd expect to find

on a boat like this.

We saw you from a distance.

Sergio Morelli. Serge.

G'day, mate. Chris...

Everybody get down

on the deck now!

Everyone! Get your head down!

Don't even think about it!

What are you doing on my boat?

Are they gonna kill us?

No.

No, no. Look, they wouldn't risk

it. We'll be fine, alright?

Then what are they doing?

We took the cards

with the blood types.

They're just redoing the tests,

that's all.

OK?

Hurry up.

It takes as long as it takes.

Nobody Move! Nobody!

I can't stop the bleeding!

Get some trauma pads

from below. Move!

Anybody try anything stupid

and they'll end up like him.

Understand?!

Sergio?

I'm trying. I don't know.

I think I've stopped it.

Hurry with those pads!

You're gonna kill him

like that, you know?

Are you a doctor?

Me? No, no.

Just a ship's medic.

A neck wound like that,

you need to

apply enough pressure

to stop the bleeding,

but too much, like he's doing,

you'll stop the blood getting

to the brain, kill him anyway.

Take over.

I told you - I'm not a doctor.

I'm just a medic.

Or I'll hurt her.

Alright. On my 'three', you need

to remove pressure, alright?

One, two, three.

OK, you need to get on the

radio. Organise a medevac.

No.

Either this guy gets to

a hospital or he dies.

Hospital treatment, we can do.

What are you talking about?

On my boat. Get a stretcher.

Now, one false Move

and I WILL kill you.

By my calculations, if we

hadn't intercepted the SIEV,

she'd be at the RC point now.

So, where's Berkleman?

It's unlikely for him

to be a no-show.

He has human cargo to collect.

Agreed.

Maybe he's had

mechanical problems.

Maybe.

Save his life.

I told you - I'm not a doctor.

I don't have the skill for this.

I don't care. Just do it.

Sergio, get us out of here.

And tell Warlow to come down

soon as he's finished

loading the cargo.

Well, what are you waiting for?

Look, I need another pair

of hands, OK? I need hers.

I take the pressure off here,

he'll bleed out in a minute.

I know what you're thinking.

As soon as you're

both unfettered,

you'll take a chance

and try something.

Now, you saw what a shotgun

can do at close range.

Be stupid, and you will die.

Bird, I need you

to listen carefully.

I need you to find

some fluids, OK?

Some blood serum

or some Hartmann's.

I need you to set up a drip

and I need you to consulate him.

I'll talk you through it,

alright? You'll be fine.

It's gonna be OK.

Swain, this is

'Hammersley'. SITREP. Over.

Swain, this is 'Hammersley'.

SITREP. Over.

Swain, this is 'Hammersley'.

SITREP. Over.

Sir, I'm having trouble

reaching Swain and Bird

for their scheduled check-in.

When did they last check in?

It was about an hour ago. 1315.

They were offering assistance

to a passing vessel,

the 'Kalinda'.

It was having radio problems.

I'll plot a course to their

estimated position, sir.

Good, X.

Nothing's happening here.

The coordinates

must have been bogus.

RO, keep trying

to contact Swain.

Yes, sir.

And find out anything you can

on this 'Kalinda'.

Yes, sir.

Is there any Hartmann's?

No.

The man's blood pressure is

dropping. He needs fluids.

I just pay for the stuff.

I don't stock the cupboard.

No blood serum, no fluids,

little in the way of

resuscitation equipment.

I haven't seen any anaesthetic.

It's more an abattoir

than a hospital.

What do you do - drug them,

kill them, harvest their organs?

There's a guy in Tokyo in the

final stages of renal failure.

He probably has

a few days to live.

There's a little girl

in Tel Aviv,

her parents by her bedside,

watching her slowly die.

There's a guy in New York,

the head of a major

financial institution...

You're a despicable human being,

you know?

You may see me as

an angel of death,

but others see me

as a life-giver.

The truth is I'm just a businessman.

Supply and demand.

If people weren't prepared

to pay, we wouldn't be here.

But plenty of people

are prepared to pay.

Now, the brutal reality is

not all men are created equal.

Not all lives are

worth the same.

Well, none of that

is gonna save him.

Now, you've got

all this set-up -

there must be someone on board

with medical training.

Of course.

Where the hell is he?

Dr Sangster is

a valued employee.

So keep him alive.

Swain...

OK, he's crashing.

I need you to put pressure on

his neck - where mine is, OK?

Count of three. One, two, three.

Not too hard. OK.

Alright. Alright.

One, two, three, four, five,

six, seven, eight, nine, ten...

..21, 22...

..23, 24, 25, 26,

27, 28, 29, 30.

Enough.

How long's he been down for?

Just over 10 minutes.

He's dead.

We're wasting time.

He needed more fluids.

Alright! We got work to do.

So get cleaned up.

What?

Well, you're the doctor now.

Listen, if you think

for one second

that I'm gonna

help you in this...

You have no idea who

you're dealing with.

I am already behind schedule

because of a lost shipment.

How many innocent people

died for that?

Listen, some of

my customers can wait

until we find somebody

to take his place,

but one can't.

The guy in Tokyo is

a powerful yakuza boss.

Now, there is already a plane

on its way

to collect a matching kidney.

If that kidney

is not delivered on time,

the consequences do not

bear thinking about.

So if you and your little Bird

want to stay alive...

..you gotta do what I say.

Killing us is not gonna

solve your problem, is it?

True.

So, uh...

..I'll just kill her...

..slowly...

..and painfully...

..in front of you.

Swain, this is 'Hammersley'.

SITREP. Over.

'Hammersley'. Mike Flynn.

Mike, Max. We've just had

some intel on Berkleman.

The 'Longview' WAS badly

damaged in Cyclone Tiogo

but he has acquired

and refurbished a new vessel.

An old wooden cruiser.

The 'Kalinda'.

How did you know?

I was hoping I was wrong.

He somehow managed to locate

and intercept the SIEV.

I'm missing two crew members

who were on board.

We're heading for their

last known position now.

OK, send us those coordinates.

We'll use everything

we have here.

Keep me informed.

I attached the photos.

Good. Well, it seems

we're in luck.

Looks like Dr Sangster

completed one task

before his demise.

One of the cargo is

a compatible B-negative donor.

Well, it seems your moral

dilemma is solved, my friend.

No-one else needs to die today.

Go fetch the body.

And you better scrub up.

You don't wanna

contaminate the product.

Sir, there's evidence

here of gunfire.

And there's a lot of

blood on the deck.

Someone's put up a fight here.

X!

Sir, We've got some

dog tags here.

They're Bird's.

They're Bird's.

Must have been a tracking

device on board.

Should have known.

Well, don't blame yourself.

Let's just find our sailors.

X, is there any

indication on board

as to where the 'Kalinda'

might have gone?

Over.

That's a negative, sir.

Ma'am, there should be

a tracking device on board.

It'll be about the size

of a mobile phone

and it'll be high up on

the canopy somewhere.

Over.

You lied to us.

Big mistake.

Sit.

Sit down.

Mr Putra, I'm going to

update you on your situation.

Please stop me at any time

if you don't understand.

Before, we only had

circumstantial evidence

linking you to

the illegal organ trade.

Then, as I have no doubt

you were aware,

the most likely outcome

would be

you being charged with

some Immigration offences,

spending some time in prison,

and then being deported to

your country of residence.

Sir, that has changed.

This transmitter was

found on your vessel.

So we now have hard evidence

of your involvement.

So unless you cooperate fully

and tell us where

Mr Berkleman is heading,

you will spend the rest

of your life in prison.

Your wife and children...

You'll never see them again.

Your children will grow up

not knowing their father.

Sir, you will be

a forgotten man.

It'll be like

you never existed.

I don't know where they went.

I swear I don't.

That is a real shame.

Thought you had him.

Wait!

I will tell you.

Please.

A seaplane?

Why would Berkleman

go to all the trouble

of putting them onto a SIEV

then his own boat,

then a seaplane?

But he doesn't. Only the organs

go onto the plane.

They're harvested on his boat.

He's got it all set up.

And then the bodies are weighted

down and disposed of at sea.

Oh, they're butchers.

It's horrible.

We need to get to

that position fast.

Tell RO to get me NAVCOM.

Yes, sir.

And, Kate...well done.

OK, let's get started.

I just wanna say it

one more time -

I don't have the training

for this.

Well, then maybe I should

just kill you both

and hack it out

with a chainsaw.

Swain!

Are you prepared to

give it a go?

Sure.

Good!

OK.

It's not gonna work.

Wrong answer.

No, they're not viable.

The kidneys aren't viable.

What?

They're not viable.

The shotgun blast entered at the

back, under the rib, and spread.

They're damaged. They're both

damaged. They're not viable.

I could test the doctor! Hey!

It's no match!

Where are they?

What?

Dog tags.

I don't know. Why?

Blood type. Test her.

What?

Can't remember my...

my blood type.

Can you?

No.

B-negative isn't very common,

is it?

No.

So chances are that l...

You won't be a match.

She's talking too much,

this one here.

Then what happens?

I don't know.

If he doesn't need us,

why would he keep us alive?

Listen, Bird...

No, please.

Don't tell me it's gonna be OK.

They'll be looking for us.

It's just a matter of time.

We're running out of time.

Basta, basta! Enough talk.

Sit down. Quick!

Sit down.

It's time.

O-negative.

OK, so that rules me out.

What?

Tell her.

O-negative is

the only blood type

that's compatible

with all the others.

Universal donor.

You're a match.

Now, this is where

you're gonna say

not in a million years

will you operate on

your pretty young friend,

and where I once again

point out the obvious.

You have no choice...

..if you want to live.

Put her on the table.

No!

Hey!

Get over here!

No, no, no!

Don't even think about it!

This is insane, OK? This

is not an operating theatre.

There is no anaesthetic, no

ventilator. I am not a doctor!

I don't know what I'm doing!

There are books!

Books!

Sangster was nothing more than

a talented GP.

His patients were dead!

You're getting hung up

on the details.

As for anaesthetic...

..there's chloroform.

Swain!

Buonasera, signorina.

Buonasera.

Your choice.

Sweet dreams.

Get an ETA on the plane.

Wait, wait! Wait!

For God's sake, wait!

You'll do it?

Yeah.

Capitano!

Not now.

It's the plane.

The pilot wants to talk to you.

Tell him it's not a good time.

I did, but he insisted.

One false Move, kill him,

but under no circumstances

damage her.

You're doing very well,

my friend.

I'll see you in a minute.

I'm...

I'm gonna need a hand.

Too bad.

Please.

No.

Well, I can't do anything

until it's sorted out.

What?

Her bra strap - it's pulling

her skin too tight,

and I need one of you

to remove it.

Hmm! You remove it.

OK.

I thought time was an issue.

I'll have to scrub in

all over again.

Alright, alright. Stop.

Stop, I'll do it.

One-handed, no problem.

Ahh!

'Lightning',

this is 'Thunder'.

You board the 'Kalinda',

we'll take up the pursuit.

He's got a gun!

Fire - he's shooting!

OK...engage!

Get down! Face down!

Sir, light aircraft

bearing 190,

range 10 nautical miles.

It's aborting its approach.

It's turning away.

Looks like Berkleman

just lost his ride.

Get down! Get down,

face down on the wheel!

Get down!

Hands behind your back.

Look after these two.

Jessica?

Jess? Jess, wake up.

Can you hear me?

Can you hear me? Hey?

No, no, no. It's not your blood.

It's not your blood.

It's not your blood. It's OK.

It's alright.

It's OK.

So Berkleman and his crew

are under guard down in Austere

and the refugees are being

tended to on the boat deck.

Very good. And Bird?

She's resting comfortably -

Swain's gonna keep her

in the wardroom overnight

for observation.

I'll stop by and see her

in a minute.

I'm impressed. She handled

the situation very well.

Mmmm.

Anything else?

Kate?

No, that's all.

Goodnight.

Goodnight, ma'am.

Goodnight.

Oh, ma'am?

Just wanted to say

what a good job

Able Seaman Brown's been doing.

Just thought as her divisional

officer, you should know.

Thank you, 2Dads.

Goodnight, ma'am.

Goodnight.

She asleep?

Yeah.

Looks peaceful.

Yeah, she does.

For when she wakes up.

I've passed on your request

for counselling to be made

available to the refugees.

And to her?

And for you.

I'm fine.

It's her I'm worried about.

Swain...

I'm fine.

Thank you, but I'm fine.

OK. If you change your mind...

Goodnight, sir.

Goodnight.

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