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Come on, ladies, let's step it up, please

We've gotta be off this dock by 0900.

2Dads, RO wants a word.

What do you bet it's a full sentence?

Or five? That's a no-brainer.

Get outta here before I put you to work.

RO, Dutchy said you wanted
to see me about something.

Yes, my able assistant has fallen ill whilst on shore leave.

I suspect he's finally succumbed

to the ptomaine takeaway at Maharaja's.

I've warned him about
the hygiene in that place

several times, to no avail.

Hopefully this time he learns his lesson.

However, because communications
are so vitally important,

a replacement has been crash-posted.

That's five full sentences.

And your point is? He says he knows you.

Who?

Leo Kosov-Meyer, how are you, buddy?

Fraser! What are you doing here?

Don't tell me you followed
me into the navy as well!

I'll leave the two of you to patty cake.

Come here.

Good to see you, man.
It's good to see you!

You're a leading seaman already?

They must have been desperate
for an electronics tech.

Then again, your RO's a bit...

Yeah. Yeah. He's cool. Eccentric but cool.

Well, that's good to know,

since I'll be locked up with
him for the whole patrol.

Wow, good to have you on board.

Thanks, buddy. Should be fun.

Oh, RO said that you two knew each other.

You could say we share a
colourful history, Charge.

Yeah, he used to get himself

into a bunch of sticky situations.

I used to get him out.

That's one way of looking at it.

Mayday, mayday, mayday.

It's mayday at these coordinates, sir.

She�s a cruiser, 'Ruthless II'

Two persons aboard.
Claims she's been attacked.

although we're three hours steaming away.

Tell them we're responding. Aye, sir.

Starboard 20,
revolutions 2-0-0-0.

Motor vessel 'Ruthless II',

this is Australian warship 'Hammersley'

responding to your
mayday on VHF channel 16.

Over.

Hands to boarding stations.

Hands to boarding stations.
Hands to boarding stations.

Swain, are you prepped
to treat any injured on board?

Yes, ma'am.

Hey, Swaino, looks
like you've got a patient.

Yeah, copy that.

Sir, Australian Navy.

Stay still. Someone will
tend to your injuries.

Fraser, get this too.

Well, I'm done, here,
mate. I'm going below.

SITREP, X.

The couple are quite distressed, sir.

They say the speedboat just
turned up out of the blue

and attacked them.

They stripped the boat of its electronics,

including an expensive
new autopilot system,

and some other valuables,
and then they just took off.

Did they get a description of
this speedboat or the attackers?

They think that it was a black
Chaos Cat high-performance boat

with four POB.

White Australian males, possibly late 20s,

all wearing bandannas.

Any injuries, X?

The skipper was assaulted
when he tried to resist.

He sustained a minor injury,

which Swain's taking a look at now.

OK, X, get a full list
of the items stolen.

I'll pass it on to NAVCOM.
They can give it to the Feds.

Fraser, make sure you
get all the damage on video.

Y es, ma'am.

2Dads!

Swain!

Yep, yep, quick.

2Dads, you right? What happened?

I didn't think they'd be live.

The wires must have been damaged,

caused a short circuit.

Hey. You alright?

Just like old times, eh?

That's another one you owe me, Leo.

Unfortunately, this attack
you describe conforms with

a series of piracy acts in Torres Strait.

Raskols from New Guinea?

No, a bunch of cowboys in a hot speedboat

preying on soft targets
- You know, yachts, pleasure boats.

They basically steal all
their electronic equipment

and anything else of value

and hightail it before help arrives.

They've been lucky,

choosing targets well out
of range of other vessels.

Yeah, I want you to work
with Coastwatch on this one.

Let's put these people
out of action quickly.

We'll do our best, Maxine.
Try and do it by next week.

We have a dinner date, remember?

Wouldn't miss it for the world.

So, I give you the hundred and...

How did you do that?

There were five notes there. Trade secret.

Well, he could tell you
but he'd have to kill you.

Where did you learn to palm notes?

He also cheats at poker.
Excuse me, no, no, no, no.

I do not cheat, thank you very much.

Fraser
- Fraser's the past master at that.

I'm just... creative.

'Creative'?

You guys were like best friends?

Blood brothers.

How did you lose contact, then?

Uh, it was... it was
complicated.

Yeah, I joined the navy to
get AWAY from bad influences.

Had no idea this dude
had done the same thing.

Ah, both escaping dodgy pasts, hey?

Let's just say he skirted
the fringes of the law

and I used to pluck him out of trouble.

What?! Whatever.

But we've changed, haven't we?
Y es, Leo, we're changed men.

Where's my $60? What 60 bucks?

2Dads.

There you go, mate. Thank you.

Your shout, Leo. I'm off to point Percy.

Where's my money, dude?

Hey, I don't think I...

That jog your memory? Yeah.

Yeah, that little poker
game, that's right.

We're getting a bit impatient.
I don't have it right now.

But I will.

I will, just... give me a
couple of extra days, OK?

Or maybe we'll just work it out now.

Hey, fella.

Take a hike, hey? He'll
pay you when he's got it.

We do know where to find ya.

I'll be waiting. I'm sure you will.

Leo.

Come on, mate.

You alright?

You need to find a new game, buddy.

You're not wrong there, mate.

Special sea duty men

and cable party close up.

Assume damage control state
three. Condition voyage.

Oh, that is unpleasant!

Too bad
- It will stop your whole head from swelling up

more than it already is.

You're a riot, Bomber.

Just hold it there for a few minutes.

What happened to you?

Bomber slugged me.

Some jerk beat him up

because he owes money from a poker game.

How much? A grand.

And I've only got $400 to my name.

That's harsh.

Big buddy. Charge.

Um...

If you could help me
out, just with a loan.

Just until next pay...
No! Not a chance.

However... there is another option.

Uh-oh.

I bought this place
- I'm renovating.

You could earn the money
helping me paint it.

Ohhh, I knew... See? I knew
there was gonna be a catch.

That's a great offer, 2Dads.
I'll take it if you don't.

Here's the incentive.

I'll sign it when you've done the job.

Man, you're my Obi-Wan Kenobi, Charge.

You keep me on the straight and narrow.

Then it's a deal?

Slave labour.

What, you wanna spend your
entire leave up a ladder?

It's either that or 'kkkk'.

Righto.

Here, take it.

Take it!

Are you sure? Yeah.

I'll give you the rest
later if you need it.

2Dads. Yes, sir.

Aren't you supposed to be on the bridge?

Uh, on my way now, sir.

'Hammersley',

this is Coastwatch
Victor Hotel 4-6-0

calling you on security channel.

Do you read? Over.

Coastwatch, this is
'Hammersley'. Go ahead. Over.

'Hammersley', we've had a distress call

from an adjacent sector,
another vessel attack.

We've located the attacking
vessel as it's made its escape.

Heading for your sector. Over.

What's their position? Over.
10 degrees 32.3 south...

142 degrees, 41. 1 east.

Can you confirm
those last two numbers, RO?

Ma'am, coordinates from RO.

10 degrees 32.1 south.

Bearing? 143 degrees 12.1 east.

350.

On that bearing, they should
be on the radar about here.

There's nothing. Nothing.

Maybe they spotted the Coastwatch plane

and changed course.

Oh, there is another contact
slightly east of that position.

It's the only vessel in the vicinity.

Plot a course to intercept, X.

I have a visual.

Range
- 3 nautical miles.

Tell them we intend to board them.

Aye, sir.

Vessel on our port bow,

this is Australian warship 'Hammersley'.

Prepare to stop or heave
to. We intend to board you.

Doesn't look like she's moving, sir.

Hands to boarding stations, X.

Moving on, the Annex stock.
Now, the price is trending up.

Wait till it hits 20, then start nibbling.

And by the way, why didn't they get a...

Australian Navy, sir. Hands up.

Is this your boat? Y-yes, it is, yes.

Just the two of you on board? Yes!

There's just the two of us.

Will you excuse me, please?

Hello. Hello.
Are you still on the line?

Mate, you won't believe...

Go ahead, X.

Uh, sir, there are two people on board

but they're definitely not pirates.

Stand by, X.

Hand me those coordinates. Aye.

XO, this is not the vessel of interest.

You've transposed a number
while inputting the data. Over.

Sir, I am... I'm very sorry.

Apologise for the inconvenience.
Return to the ship. Over.

Yeah, mate, museum's open all weekend.

Two dinosaurs and lots
of artefacts on display.

I'll text the address. Yep. Talk soon.

What are you doing? Was that a scam?

What?!

You were talking code just then,

Like we used to in the old days.

Oh, Leo, some
of us have grown up, mate.

What was all that about a museum, then?

Just got a mate visiting Sydney.

Just told him about the
museum in College Street.

Hey, I'll see you in a bit, alright?

Hey, RO.

So those fluoros you asked me
to replace, I can fix them now.

Really?

Do they fix themselves or what?

So, how's my boy Fraser doing?

He's the best assistant I've ever had.

He's across all the equipment,

he's adept at identifying
and tracking vessels,

he's reliable.

Can't believe he's your friend, actually.

Fair go. I'm here, aren't I?

I mean, have a look at his notes.

They're beautiful.

Hey, what's that?

That is Coastwatch security
frequencies. Not for your eyes.

Fraser's got access to it all.

How does that work? I outrank him.

That's because Fraser has

a higher security clearance than you.

Yeah.

Funny that.

Hey, Obi-Wan. What are you up to?

I'm in love. Huh?

I've just met the girl
of my dreams on LoveLink.

You're kidding?

Louise has just sent me her photo, 2Dads.

Romance is blossoming.
I think I can feel it.

Charge, I don't reckon
that's romance you're feeling.

She is hot! Yeah.

Ouch! And very intelligent too.

Sent her a photo of yourself? Yes.

She's responded?

I did tell her that I am
earning 200 grand a year.

Ah, Charge, good to know you're
starting out the relationship

with navy values like, you
know, honesty, integrity...

Y es, yes. All is fair in
love and war, young Skywalker.

You should try telling that

to the old couple we
just boarded by mistake.

The old fossils should know better

than to be sailing around by themselves.

Fossils. Pirate activity in the area.

That's like saying 'dinosaurs', right?

Yeah, whatever.

"The two dinosaurs"
- That's the old couple.

"The museum full of artefacts".

That's the boat. If you say so.

You think you know somebody
but you really don't.

Ah, well, that is true.

Can't know everything about everyone.

You, for example, had no idea
that I am a very sexy man.

I AM a very sexy man.

Ah, Leo. I'm gonna
grab some lunch. Wanna join me?

I know you're perfectly placed
to feed info to the pirates.

What?

They're your friends, aren't they?

Why aren't you harassing the XO?

I mean, she's the one that
stuffed up the coordinates

and helped them get away, remember?

Yeah. And I bet you're
behind that as well.

You transposed those
coordinates deliberately

and you let the X cop the
blame for it, didn't you?

Didn't you?

Listen, idiot,

if you're accusing me of something,

where's your proof, huh?

I don't have any. Yet.

I tell you what, you keep going
with this, you will regret it.

Hey! What is going on here?

Just mucking around. Nothing, ma'am.

I hope not.

Ma'am.

Hands to boarding stations.

Hands to boarding stations.
Hands to boarding stations.

Damn it, Fraser.

2Dads.

What are you doing?
Didn't you hear the pipe?

I was just doing something urgent here.

Whatever it is can wait.
We're responding to a mayday.

Uh... it's important. Move it!

Bring it round.

Quickly, you have to help my husband.

The men who attacked our boat
knocked him back into the water

and he's still down there.

How long's he been in the water?

I don't know but he's wearing scuba gear.

Ma'am, do you have any
dive gear we can use?

Yeah, it's down below.

2Dads, you go with Swain. Yes, ma'am.

I'm Kate McGregor.

I'm the executive officer
aboard HMAS 'Hammersley'.

What's your name? Eliza. Eliza Lang.

OK, Eliza, try and tell us what happened.

We were diving, my husband and I,

and I was running low on
air, so I decided to surface.

You came back on board the boat?

Yes. Then I saw this
boat coming towards us.

They were on top of us before I realised

they were the pirates we'd
heard about on Coastwatch...

Try to calm down. Just calm down.

There were three of them.

They just started ransacking our stuff

and they pulled out the GPS

and anything they could
get their hands on.

Alright, now, your husband,
he tried to intervene?

He surfaced after me and they
knocked him back into the water.

And he just sank.

OK. Did you try to assist him
when he went back in the water?

By the time that they
left, it was too late.

OK.

Ma'am. Ma'am, I'm Dylan Mulholland.

Can I ask you a couple
of questions as well?

Can you describe the vessel at all?

Uh, it was a big speedboat.
I didn't see any name.

OK. And what about the men you saw?

Is there anything particular
you remember about them?

I couldn't see their faces.
They were wearing balaclavas.

Right, ma'am, we're good to go.

OK, Swain.

X.

He's dead, ma'am.

Ohh.

Excuse me.

Nothing.

No sign of any injury to the skull at all.

No cuts, no contusions,
certainly no broken neck.

If he received a blow sufficient enough

to knock him unconscious, though,

you'd think there'd be at least a lump.

Yeah.

And why would he sink so fast?

When he surfaced, his buoyancy vest,

it would have been semi-inflated, right?

Exactly, so even if he was unconscious

when he fell back in the
water, he would have floated.

It would have to be
deflated for him to sink.

Maybe it had a slow leak.

Alright. Let's go check the gear.

I'll inform the boss.

Steaming
party to 'Muscat 7',

prepare to take vessel under tow.

Ma'am, our chef thought you
might like something to eat.

Thank you. I'm not really very hungry.

Well, I'll leave it on the table

just in case you change your mind.

Thank you, Bird.

Mrs Lang, we've arranged to rendezvous

with the Federal Police
who'll be taking over

the investigation into
your husband's death.

We're very sorry.

There was nothing I could do.

He just sank so fast and...

You set up that target for
the pirates, didn't you?

No.

You've been feeding them navy intel

and alerting them to soft targets, huh?

Leo, I don't know what
you're talking about, mate.

Either you go to the boss now,
fess up, give up all your mates

or I will.

And where's your proof? Huh?

Found that in your jacket.

Anyone could have written that.
Just leave it alone, alright?

A man died because of what you did.

No matter how much you deny it, I know.

You're implicated in a murder!

I had nothing to do with it.

Those guys must have found
this boat by themselves.

Nothing to do with me.

Who are they?

Who are they, Frase?
Bunch of mates from Sydney.

Look, they're just out
to make a quick buck.

They're hardly pirates. Yeah.

Just accidental killers, yeah?

Look, I never intended anyone to get hurt.

You can't say anything to anyone, alright?

Please, mate.

You're putting me in an
impossible situation here.

This is my life! You owe me, Leo!

What?!

All the times I've saved your arse, mate.

Look, I will quit the scam. I promise.

Nup, it's not good enough, man.

Alright, you keep your
mouth shut, I'll cut you in.

That'll solve all your financial problems.

Permanently.

Forget it.

Either you go to the boss now, or I will.

Then I'll have no other option
but to drag you down with me.

What are you talking about?

You're implicated too.
The XO saw us arguing.

They ask me what that was about,

I'll just tell them
you wanted a bigger cut.

That's lame. They won't believe it.

No?

Think about it. The boss
saw cash exchanging hands.

And you've got a dodgy
past. It's in your file.

And according to the RO,
you've done absolutely nothing

to make people believe
that you've changed.

So you'd screw me as well, huh?

You're a victim of your own making, mate.

What about the dead guy?

Oh, look, you blow the
whistle on me, I'll tell them

you had information and you did nothing.

You are fatally compromised, my friend.

I checked his gear thoroughly
- The BCD, the tanks, the hoses.

There's nothing wrong with any
of it. It's all working perfectly.

Don't you think it's strange

she didn't go to his assistance

when there were spare tanks available?

So, what are you saying?

She contributed to his death in some way?

Well, she certainly did
nothing to prevent it.

And she said a couple of
things about the pirates

that don't add up with
the other victims' reports.

Oh, she mentioned three, not four

and balaclavas, not bandannas.

We still have her boat under tow.

Search it thoroughly,
see what you can find.

Yes, sir.

In the meantime, keep this to ourselves.

Yep, the GPS is missing.

That correlates with what Eliza said.

And they left the radio.
Although, that's not new.

You know, I'm beginning to doubt

that they were ever attacked at all.

She said she heard about the pirates

on the Coastwatch alert.

She could have taken
the details from there.

What, you think insurance
fraud gone wrong?

Could be.

Whoa! Hello.

Pretty sloppy thieves
to have overlooked this.

Let's have a look, eh?

There's an insurance folder
right on the desktop here.

Open it.

It seems Mr Lang

recently upgraded his insurance
policy to a cool 6 million.

We're sorry, Mrs Lang,

but there are certain
inconsistencies in your story

and we think that you're
holding something back.

My husband is dead. What
more do you want from me?

The truth. What really happened out there?

I told you!

Pirates attacked us and my husband died!

OK, Mrs Lang, we won't bother you anymore.

You can make a full statement
to the Federal Police

when they rendezvous with us.

Is there anything you need? No.

Thank you.

I'll have Bird bring you in some dinner.

Keep an eye on her.

Thanks.

No, you go.

Something wrong, 2Dads? No, nothing.

I'm just not in a hurry.

What do you think?

I think you may be onto something.

But we're not cops, so if
she doesn't wanna talk to us,

we can't force her.

Still sticking with the pirate story?

When do we rendezvous with the Feds?

0900.

Bird, would you take a meal

in to Mrs Lang in the wardroom, please?

Y es, sir.

Charge, you... Oh. Thanks.

No, no. No, no. Just the
salad, thanks, Bomber.

What? Charge refusing chips? Are you ill?

Yes. I'm dieting.

I wanna be at my leanest
when I meet Louise.

Louise?

Charge, you could fade away
to nothing before that happens.

Well, that's where
you're wrong, Padawan learner.

I have been chatting with her online,

and turns out her mum lives in Cairns

and she's planning a trip up here

in a couple of weeks to visit her.

Oh, so you're gonna meet?
I think that's lovely.

Charge, what makes you think

she's gonna wanna hang out with YOU?

Well, apart from the obvious,

I did lend her a few hundred dollars

so she could fix the
car and make the trip.

Oh, Charge, you didn't! Ch...

You don't put money
into somebody's account

you don't even know!

What happens if she rips you off?

Hey! I'm not an idiot.

She's a friend of Fraser's.

In fact, it was Fraser that suggested

we get together on LoveLink.

He thinks that we've
got something in common

and it turns out we do.

Charge...

2Dads, what's up? You seem
kind of distant or something.

Sorry, Bomber, it's not you, I'm just...

.. a little stressed out.

You promised to call off
the piracy scam, right?

And now what? You're
ripping off crewmates?

Why the hell not?

If he's that gullible, he
deserves to be ripped off.

Charge is a decent bloke.

He's always the first to
try to help anybody out.

Which makes him the perfect target.

He'll be three or four grand in the hole

before he even knows it.

Does Louise even exist? Yeah, she exists.

She's got no idea she's
been... chatting with Charge.

You're gonna get on the internet,

you're gonna break things off with Charge

and you're gonna send
him his money back, yeah?

No way. You wouldn't wanna
hurt his feelings, would ya?

Humiliate him in front of the whole crew?

No, don't humiliate
him. Let him down gently.

Since when did you join

the Christian fellowship movement, Leo?

You're a degenerate!

Oh, by the way, I spoke to my mates.

They never attacked that lady's yacht.

It's all bollocks. She's lying.

Come in.

Dutchy.

What is it?

Sorry to wake you, ma'am. No, it's OK.

It's the Langs' yacht
- It's gone.

Dutchy, you're the officer of the watch.

When did you discover the yacht gone?

Five minutes ago, sir.

I was plotting our next course heading

and then the next time I
looked up, it wasn't there.

Sir, I've just checked the towline.

Looks like it was deliberately severed.

Mrs Lang's not in the cabin.

We searched the ship. She's not here.

Well, I think it's safe to assume

she cut the towline and
she swam to the yacht.

And no-one noticed?
We had eyes front, sir.

We were concentrating
on navigating the ship.

We didn't establish a special watch

because no-one was aboard
the yacht in the first place.

Understood.

Her actions do seem to indicate her guilt.

Pretty desperate thing to do. It's 0500.

We still have four hours before
we rendezvous with the Feds.

Let's find her.

Sir. Visual on EOD confirms
the Langs' yacht, 'Muscat 7'.

Now at 1, 000 yards. She's drifting.

X, prepare to board her.

Australian Navy!

Eliza!

Bomber and Dutchy, you wanna check below?

Yep.

Hello? Eliza?

Towline's still attached, ma'am.

There's no sign of Mrs
Lang, X. She's not on board.

Dutchy, give us a hand here, mate.

Think we caught a fish?

It's Eliza Lang, ma'am.

X, handover's complete.

The Feds have taken
both bodies and the yacht

for the coronial inquiry.

Swain, I can't help thinking

that maybe I pushed her
into trying to escape.

X. No, no.

I practically accused her
of murdering her husband.

Well, the circumstances were suspicious.

You were doing your job.

She took a big risk jumping off the boat.

Yeah.

And maybe she knew she was going to jail

and she couldn't face it.

You OK?

Yeah.

Eliza Lang set that
train of events in motion

Long before we came along.

So this chick whacks her
hubby for his insurance

and tries to pin it on the pirates?

That seems to be the case.

But that doesn't mean we're
giving up on the pirates.

They seem to have gone
to ground lately, though.

Sir, just in from NAVCOM
- Possible FFV.

We're the closest asset.

There she is, sir.

10 nautical miles away,
just out of visual range.

Do you want us to take a look?

Why don't you and Dutchy take a RHIB,

get over there for a stealth recce?

We might just nab them with
their long lines in the water.

Hands to boarding stations.

Hands to boarding stations.
Hands to boarding stations.

And, X, take Charge with you
to assess for seaworthiness.

Charge. Coming.

Warship 'Hammersley',

this is Coastwatch
Victor Hotel 5-0-9.

Over. This is 'Hammersley'. Over.

We've had a request from a gentleman

requiring an escort through your sector.

Apparently a wealthy businessman
carrying a lot of cash on board.

He's heard of the pirate attacks. Over.

What's his position? Over.

He's in position 10.9 south, 149.9 east.

Heading for Cairns
on a course of 1-8-0.

Coastwatch, we're unable
to respond at the moment

because we're in the middle
of a boarding operation.

Over. Roger that, 'Hammersley'.

HMAS 'Kingston' is the next closest asset.

And they're three hours away. Over.

Sorry we couldn't help you out
on this one. 'Hammersley' out.

Well, we can't be in two
places at once, can we?

No way.

You said you'd stop.

Mate, this is the perfect target.

This guy's loaded with
cash. It's the mother lode.

You promised, in fact.

Look, one last hit, right?

Come on, man, you're in this with me now.

It's the end of your
financial problems. Done.

Alright?

Yeah, mate, the bank is
on 143 East Fifth Street.

Opens at 10 past 9.

Done.

God, they were
only 12 miles away. Perfect!

Like candy from a baby.

You said it.

SITREP, X.

We've boarded the
FFV and caught them red-handed.

Long lines in the water. Well done.

Sir, Charge has deemed
the vessel un-seaworthy,

and we have eight POB plus our crew.

Righto, X, I'll send the second RHIB over.

Transport those fishermen
back to 'Hammersley'.

Roger, sir. Out.

Swain, take 2Dads and, uh, Fraser.

Get over to the FFV. Sir.

Let's go.

Hands to boarding stations,
hands to boarding stations,

hands to boarding stations.

That's the FFV?

Up-market foreign fishermen.

What's going on? I have no idea.

Right, everyone gather
round for a briefing.

Right, this is a covert operation.

Someone on 'Hammersley' has
been leaking information,

so we've decided to set
a trap for the pirates.

Now, this is obviously not an FFV.

Mr Sloan, the owner,
has requested an escort

but first he has agreed
to assist us, alright?

Ma'am.

Alright, we wait until they're
aboard before we make our move.

Everybody take up a concealed
position. Wait for my signal.

Come on, we've gotta let them see us.

Fraser, wait! No, you don't.

We've gotta let them
see us! Get back here!

Leo! Come on!

On my signal, Swain.

Go, Swain.

Stay down!

Drop your weapon! Drop it.

Stay down! Stay down. STAY DOWN!

Don't move! Hold
it right where you are.

Put your hands behind
your head. Drop your knife.

OK, you start making your
way around to the back.

Stay down!

You gave them the
coordinates of that boat.

Didn't you, Able Seaman? No way, sir.

You were with the RO when the
request for the escort came in.

Yeah, and then I was
with 2Dads the whole time

till we got here.

Weren't you, mate?

Yeah, I was.

You said you'd stop.

Oh, mate, this
is the perfect target.

This guy's loaded with
cash. It's the mother lode.

You promised, in fact.

And all of your mobile phone
calls have been recorded by RO.

Special permission from NAVCOM.

So when did you decide to set me up?

I told you, mate, either you
go to the boss or I would.

But we needed to get the
evidence to catch your mates.

Now we've done that.

Charge, you and 2Dads
lock him up in Austere.

Yes, sir.

Navy's turned you into a soft-cock.

No, mate. It's called rehabilitation.

You wanted to see me. Yeah.

I've just had a call from NAVCOM.

The initial finding on Stuart
Lang is that he was murdered.

The wife did it? Looks like it.

He died as a result of asphyxiation.

They believe his air supply was turned off

at a depth of 18 metres,

then turned back on again after he'd died.

Oh, how did they work that
out? Oh, well, CSI stuff.

Right.

So, uh, you're off to
dinner with Commander White?

All sounds very convivial.

It's Ryan's 18th birthday.

Ryan? Oh, sorry, your godson, of course.

I'm sorry I couldn't tell
you about Fraser scamming you.

The whole sting thing was underway by then

and I couldn't risk
him getting suss of me.

Charge.

Well, who else knew about it?

Well, the CO, the X and RO.

R... Ohhh!

Charge, I meant what I said
about being rehabilitated.

And you've had a lot to
do with that, big buddy.

I'd recommend you as a
mentor. Good. Excellent.

So does Louise really exist? Probably.

Yeah, but she'd have no idea

that Fraser was using her photo
to set up a phoney profile.

She probably would have dumped me

when she found out I didn't
earn 200 grand a year.

2Dads.

Well done on making the right decision.

Thank you, sir.

Enjoy your shore leave, guys.

2Dads is gonna help me paint my house.

Oh, you can send him over
to mine when you finish.

Thanks, sir, but I'm doing this
for Charge as a special favour.

I seem to owe him a few. See ya.

Well, 2Dads has come a long way
since he joined 'Hammersley'.

Are you measuring that in nautical miles?