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MIKE OVER P.A.: Hands to boarding stations,

hands to boarding stations.

Prepare to intercept suspected FFV on our port bow.

XO: This is Australian warship 'Hammersley'.

Stop or heave to. We intend to board you.

Dutchy, muster the crew for'ard.

Australian Navy. Get back. Back please, sir.

Get back. I said get back. Sit down.

Sit on the deck. Everyone down, please.

Alright. Move for'ard. You keep moving forward.

Swain, you check below.

Hey! Alright, no touching.

(SCREAMS)

2DADS: Get down! Get down! Get down!

Sir, you stay sitting down. I said get down!

You alright? (GROANS) Am I alright?!

Who said that? Water! It's alright. Calm down, RO.

You stay seated, sir.

I need some water or something for my eyes now!

Yeah, we're getting it, we're getting it.

Get some water. We need some water.

(GROANS) Oh! Ow! SWAIN: Bring the first aid kit!

Other one, other one. (GROANS SOFTLY)

How's that? Yep, great.

Just been sprayed in the face with capsicum spray...

I'm fantastic.

Alright. (GROANS)

X, he grabbed my boob. What would you do?

I would've used my baton,

I would've called for some assistance.

X, I can't help it if RO's downwind from me.

Bomber, you reacted without thinking.

Now, lucky, RO is gonna be OK

but it could have been a lot worse.

I'm sorry.

You're currently applying for your leading seaman's ranking.

Yeah. Because I deserve it!

I've got the training. Yeah.

But it's not just about training.

It's about exercising qualities

Like leadership, good judgment

and control under pressure

and keeping a check on your impulses.

X, you aren't serious?! He grabbed my boob!

You are wearing a Kevlar vest

and it gives you adequate protection.

You and I will discuss this later.

Give Swain a hand with any injuries.

Ma'am... Later!

Nothing below, ma'am. What?!

Below decks. Must have got them before they started fishing.

Well, the good news is it's not broken.

We'll put some ice on it and we will strap it.

OK? Do you understand? (SCOFFS)

I speak English. Great.

Ah, Bomb, can you get an icepack for him, please,

and strap it?

Yep.

OK, she'll put the ice pack on. I'll be back later. OK?

Let's have a look at you, mate.

Here.

Let go of me.

Your skin is soft.

Let go of me or I'll break your arm.

Everything alright, Bomber?

Here.

Yep.

Some of these guys are nearly blind.

What?

The fishermen, they're just about blind, some of them.

Just goes to show you

how desperate some people are, doesn't it?

So we escort them across the line

just so they can come right back and fill up with our fish.

There's no evidence. It's a law.

Well, the law sucks.

Yeah, well, a lot of things suck. The navy sucks.

Still upset? Why wouldn't I be?

I deserve to be leading seaman. I've earned it.

Now because of one stupid mistake...

Windy deck, capsicum spray, bad combo...

Yeah, I know. OK!

I'd like to see what you'd do if he tried and grabbed your...

Punch the guy. Punch the guy.

And then... No, hold on, then ask the X for a second chance.

Show her you've got what it takes.

Yeah, right.

The FFV is now outside our exclusive economic zone.

We can't touch her. (CHARGE SCOFFS)

Anyone wanna take bets on how long she'll stay out?

Yeah. Until we're out of sight. That'd be the smart money.

I've just picked up another larger contact.

Range 14 nautical miles.

Sir, the FFV is heading right for her.

A mother ship.

She probably has a small fleet of boats operating in the area.

Yeah, there's no other radio contacts.

There's no other contacts on my screen.

Still, I think we might track them overnight.

X, plot us a course so they think we're heading home.

Yes, sir.

Tomorrow, we'll see what we catch.

Breast, please, Bomber. What?

Nice piece of breast, please. Are you a comedian, RO?

No, I leave that up to Charge.

Would you like pepper sauce with it too,

Like some of these other jokers?

(LAUGHS) No.

I said I was sorry. What more do you want?

Bomber, when it comes to chicken,

I just like white meat.

Hey, what happened today, just learn from it and move on.

Yeah, easy for you to say, Dutchy.

Mmm, smells great.

Is that attitude, Bomber? No, ma'am. It's chicken.

See me in the ship's office when you've finished here.

(SOFTLY) What happened to asking for a second chance?

I'm sorry for the attitude, ma'am.

So you should be.

I've been copping heaps from the guys.

From what I heard, Dutchy gave you some good advice.

You learn from today's mistakes and you move on.

Yeah, OK.

I know you're upset.

I've decided to sign up for another three years.

That's great. I'm not just a cook.

I've done more than my share of boardings.

I've helped Swain save lives.

Bomber, I'm aware of all of that.

And nobody's questioning your courage or your commitment.

It is your bloody attitude.

Please, ma'am, give me another chance.

Let me show you I've got what it takes to be leading seaman.

I'll think about it.

Contact bearing 1-9-0. Range now 7 nautical miles.

Dutchy, you should have a visual.

Got her.

She's an FFV alright. Type 3.

The one we boarded yesterday? Similar, but different.

This supports your theory about

the mother ship having a fleet out here, sir.

Prepare to board her, X. Sir.

Hands to boarding stations, hands to boarding stations,

hands to boarding stations.

XO: 2Dads, you go to the wheelhouse.

The rest of you with me. Let's move them for'ard.

Dutchy, 2Dads, you go to the wheelhouse.

SWAIN: Move back. Sit down. XO: Stay here, please.

Sit down. Move to the front of the boat.

We're Australian Navy.

This vessel is suspected of illegally fishing

in our economic exclusion zone.

Wheelhouse secure, X.

No problems. Good work.

2Dads, you go with Bomber and check out down below.

Yes, ma'am.

Sir, vessel secured without incident.

Very good, X.

Textbook stuff, Bird.

Take a look at the crew

and make sure they're in reasonable health.

Dutchy, check the engine. Doctor. Doctor.

Assess its seaworthiness. I need to look at you.

2DADS: X!

You gotta come see this.

(LIQUID BUBBLES)

Marineland.

The live fish trade.

For collectors? Restaurants.

Look at them - see how they're all plate-size?

Yeah.

Hey, 2Dads, did you get all of this on tape?

Y es, ma'am. We can put them back.

Start moving them topside. Mm-hm.

Sir, their catch is live fish. (BOMBER SIGHS)

What?

We get our fish back for a change. It's a happy ending.

Happy endings only happen in fairytales, 2Dads.

Sir, we're returning the illegal catch to the sea now.

Let's hope a good number of the fish survive.

Well done, X.

Why wouldn't they all survive? Stress.

Stress? Big killer in fish.

Really? Mmm.

You think I'm making it up?

I can never really tell if you're joking or not.

No, I don't...I don't joke. I never joke.

You never joke? Joking's not my thing.

Okily-dokily.

Sir, I've got a contact. Bearing 0-9-5, range 16 miles.

Possible FFV.

RO, any reported shipping in the area?

No, nothing, sir.

X, we've got another possible FFV on our radar.

Is that vessel seaworthy for steaming home?

Y es, sir.

What about the crew?

They all appear to be in pretty reasonable health, sir.

They are pussycats compared to the mob yesterday.

Roger.

Alright, select a steaming party and get back here ASAP.

I wanna go after this other FFV. Copy that, sir.

Volunteer for the steaming party.

What?

I reckon X is about to call for volunteers.

It's gonna be a cushy cruise home

and your chance to display some leadership.

Come on, it'll be fun. I'll come with you.

OK, I need two volunteers for the steaming party.

Er, ma'am, I volunteer, ma'am. Me too, ma'am.

Bomber and 2Dads it is.

Oh, if it's OK with you, ma'am,

I'd like to defer command of the steaming party to Bomber.

Give her a chance to show what she's made of.

It's a great idea.

Bomber, you're in command of the steaming party.

Thank you, ma'am.

OK, we'll grab you some ration packs.

You guys, back on the RHIBs. We're gonna go after this FFV.

Open season. (LAUGHS) Yeah.

Jonesy! Bring it alongside.

Only in fairytales, huh? (LAUGHS)

Hey, Swain, can you grab me a ration pack?

Yes, ma'am.

Ma'am? Oh, I'm coming along.

Oh, but, ma'am, how... As an observer.

Bomber, you are running the show.

Take us home, Bomber. Yes, ma'am.

SWAIN: Heads up!

OK.

RHlB secure, boarding party accounted for, sir.

Very good. Let's go get ourselves another FFV.

Half ahead both engines. Revolutions 1-8-0-0.

Half ahead both engines. Revolutions 1 -8-0-0.

Steer 2-7-0. Steer 2-7-0.

Just one question, sir. Y es, Charge.

With Bomber away, who's gonna cook for us?

Well, I'm sure we'll manage.

RO, you've had experience in the galley.

Ah, I think we should probably go back and get her, sir.

How hard can it be to burn a bit of scran?

Seriously, I think we should go back and get her now.

He may be right, sir.

If you could remember back to last time.

There was... (GULPS)..problems.

Bird, can you cook? Uh, a bit, sir.

You can give RO a hand in the galley.

Great.

There you go, RO, an enthusiastic helper.

Just keep it simple.

If we all die... it's not my fault.

We will die.

Hey.

Hey.

Where's the X? Around.

This is still a good thing.

Yeah, I know. I'm out to impress.

And if you want any tips on judgment and leadership...

I'll know who not to ask. Oh! That is harsh.

You think? Yeah! I'm cut!

I go out of my way to help you with your career

and what do I get in return, huh?

What do I get? (LAUGHS) Hey!

Oh! No.

Hey, have you checked... Oh!

Oh! (LAUGHS) Ahh!

(2DADS LAUGHS) Oh, X. X!

Oh, my eyes. X.

X, I'm... (GROANS)

X? Ma'am, are you OK?

(STRUGGLES FOR BREATH) X, here, here. Let me help.

(GROANS) Ma'am. Ma'am.

X. (WHEEZES)

Here. What's the matter with her?

Ma'am, are you OK? (GASPS) I can't breathe.

What? I can't br...

X. What was in that bottle?

Water. I thought it was water.

No way is this just water.

I don't know. Go ask them.

I'll call Swain.

God, X, please. What is in this bottle?

Is it something bad?

Do any of you understand...?

What is in this?!

Suspect vessel 7 miles.

Should have her on EOD any minute, sir.

How's lunch?

Bird and I had a disagreement about condiments.

She's finishing it up.

'Hammersley', this is Bomber. Come in, 'Hammersley'. Over.

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

I have a medical emergency.

I need to talk to Swain urgently. Over.

Swain to the bridge at the rush.

Bomber, what's happened? Over.

The X has collapsed. She's having difficulty breathing.

I need to talk to Swain. I don't know what to do.

He's on his way. Over.

What's in this bottle? What is in it?

Do any of you understand English?

What's in this bottle? Is it bad?

Er, Bomber, it's me. Tell me exactly what happened. Over.

Bomber?

She got squirted in the face. We thought it was water.

The crew can't tell us what it is. Over.

She what?

How quickly did it affect her? Over.

Very quickly, almost instantaneously. Over.

What do you think?

Sounds like a poison or a neurotoxin.

What sort of a neurotoxin would be on an FFV?

Bomber, it's critical that you keep her airways clear, OK?

So I need you to wash her face with clean water.

If she stops breathing, you'll have to apply mouth-to-mouth.

Understood? Over. Y es. Over.

Bomber, we're on our way. What's your position? Over.

1 2.22 degrees south.

1 26.2... (FOOTSTEPS APPROACH)

Hey! Hey!

Stop! Get out! (Radio CRACKLES)

Bomber, do you read me? (RADIO CRACKLES)

Bomber, come in. Over.

CHARGE: What the hell just happened?

Plot a course. Get us there.

I didn't get that last coordinate.

Just do what we can with what we've got. We'll find them.

Yes, sir.

RO, get me NAVCOM! Sir.

Bomber, 'Hammersley'. Over.

How is she? The same.

I'm sorry, I didn't see them coming.

Stay still! Stay still!

Please, she needs help! You have to get her help!

Move! Hey!

MOVE! Hey!

2DADS: Be careful with her, idiot!

Alright! BOMBER: X...

(WHEEZES) Ahh! Oh.

(WHEEZES) X.

X. (DOOR CLOSES)

(ENGINE REVS) We're changing course.

I think she's dying.

Sir, this is our best guess at their last known position.

There's nothing on screen.

Let's assume the fishermen have retaken their vessel.

They'll be heading for international waters

and their mother ship.

Set course for the position

we detected the mother ship yesterday.

Sir, that was 1 7 hours ago. She could be anywhere.

Have you got a better idea?

No, sir.

Set course. Starboard 1 0. Steer 3-5-0.

I've never seen anything like this.

Bomber, just try to stay calm. You can help her most that way.

I don't... I... I can't help her. I don't know what to do.

Think about your first aid training.

My first aid training tells me she's in big trouble.

Her airways are clear, she's in the recovery position.

There's nothing more I can do here.

OK, um...

Maybe it's an allergy of some sort.

I don't know.

How can I help? Tell me what to do, I'll do it.

All I know is when she stops breathing,

we're gonna have to perform CPR.

Are you ready for that?

Hey. Hey, hey, hey, hey. I'm right here with you, huh?

We're in big trouble, aren't we?

This is all my fault. No.

Whatever was in that bottle... No, no, no, no.

You weren't to know. You weren't to know.

Besides, I provoked you. You always provoke me!

I can't help it. (LAUGHS) What?

You know, it's that old thing,

of when you're really hot for someone.

2Dads, please don't go there.

If we're not coming back, I thought you should know.

I know.

Seriously?

You're OK with that?

Apparently.

FFV type 3. Range 5 miles. Looks like the one, sir.

Let's get our people back.

Hands to boarding stations. Hands to boarding stations.

Wheelhouse and deck secure. No sign of our guys.

Searching below decks.

Charge. Got it.

Clear.

Hey, there's fish in all these tubs.

Couldn't have made a catch like this that quickly.

It's a different boat! Yeah.

Sir, there's no-one here. This is the wrong boat. Over.

DUTCHY: Sir?

Question the crew.

They must know where their mother ship is. Over.

Understood. Over.

Is this the master of the vessel?

Yeah. Says his name's Elang.

Oh, Charge! Charge, put that down.

It looks like soap flakes. It's cyanide.

That's what could have poisoned the X.

Let's go.

Cyanide fishing. Saw it once in the Philippines.

They make a solution of the stuff, dive down to the coral,

squirt it around where the fish are hiding,

it knocks them out, then they take them alive.

You think the X was sprayed with this stuff?

Cyanide works by stopping the absorption of oxygen.

Bomber said she couldn't breathe

and a lack of oxygen caused her to collapse, so...

If they're taking live fish with this stuff,

surely it has to be fairly weak.

Yeah, but when they're diving down there,

it's also being diluted by the seawater.

So, what's the treatment? Any antidote?

I don't know, sir. It's beyond my training.

OK, get on to Fleet Medical, find out.

Sir.

Where's the master of the FFV?

We're holding him in Austere, sir.

Does he speak English? A bit.

Has he told us anything? Just his name, sir.

We thought it was more important to tell you about the cyanide.

Alright. We need the location of this mother ship.

Make sure he understands that

if he doesn't give us this information,

he's in trouble for a lot more than just illegal fishing.

Yes, sir. Yes, sir.

Please, you need to call our people. We need to get her help.

Listen, they will pay you money.

Are you the boss? Are you the boss? They'll give you money.

What are you doing? What's that? Hey.

(STRONG ACCENT) It's antidote. No, no, no, no, no.

It's antidote. Antidote?

(WHEEZES) Antidote for what?

Take them below. She needs proper medical help!

Hey!

(GROANS)

Yep.

X. X, here, here. Get her in here.

X, are you OK? (LAUGHS)

X! (GROANS)

She's high. What?

I got a whiff of that stuff. It's amyl.

What? Amyl. Rush. Poppers.

In English, 2Dads! Don't you go clubbing?

No. What...? Is it a party drug?

Amyl nitrate, a party drug, yeah.

Well, he said it was an antidote.

Only for a boring night out. She's OK.

That's...that... (LAUGHS)

That's all that matters.

X. X, snap out of it. X.

The high doesn't last long.

But she'll be OK, right? I don't know.

I mean, these things can have a bad side-effect,

and given what she was like...

Like what? Bomber, what are you thinking?

Huh? You're the medic. No, I'm not.

You're...you're leading seaman. Bomber, come on.

I'm a cook. That's all I am. That's all I'll ever be.

Bird.

Well done at lunch today. Thank you, sir.

This lot can be hard to please

and I'm betting RO wasn't much help.

Uh, I think he's found a new appreciation for Bomber's work.

She's a great chefo. Yes, sir.

She's taught me quite a bit,

and not just cheffing stuff, either.

What else? Just...

Confidence, I guess.

I look up to her quite a bit.

I just hope she and the others are OK.

We all do.

If you don't tell us where your mother ship is,

you will go to jail for a very long time.

You will never see your family or your home again!

No wife! No kids! Gone!

Hello?!

Do you understand me?

Yeah, you understand me, alright.

You understand me just fine.

If you tell us, we can protect you.

Where?

Come on, mate, do yourself a favour.

How are we going?

We're not.

Sir, can I have a word with you in private?

He knows where they are. Agreed.

They must have a rendezvous point.

Then request permission

to interrogate him more vigorously, sir.

You mean torture him?

I mean get the information we need.

Dutchy, every fibre of my being

wants to get that information, no matter what the cost.

Then just give me five minutes with him.

No-one need ever know.

I'd know.

Sir, with all due respect,

we can't afford to take the high moral ground here.

Return to the bridge, Dutchy. Sir?

That's an order. Now.

What was that about?

I just wish I knew if Kate was...the X...

Sir, listen, I've got an idea.

This FFV, it was full of live fish, right?

When we intercepted it, it was on a direct course.

If you're right, all we have to do is follow their heading.

It's my head. Just relax.

Try and breathe slowly.

Looks like there's a crossbeam on the other side of this.

If we can get something in this gap, maybe we could just...

Oh, no.

We're Australian Navy.

Our officer needs proper medical treatment.

Hey!

Hey. Her.

What are you doing?

Where are you taking her? She's not well.

(GROANS) Please, no.

Shh, shh, shh, shh. You're next.

Are you OK? I'm fine!

I'm fine.

Open up!

Open this door!

Bomber, stand back.

(YELLS)

Ohh!

Are you OK? (GROANS) Yeah.

This stuff's solid. Ohh!

Open up!

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACH)

Go, Bomber! Go!

(GROANS AND COUGHS)

You struggle, and I hurt you, OK?

Get your hands off her! Hey! Hey! What?

Get off! Get your hands... (YELLS)

Get off! (GRUNTS)

Get her out of here!

BOMBER: Animals! Animals! This is my boat!

You leave the woman alone!

(2DADS GROANS) Bomber. My God. Are you OK?

Yeah. You should see the other guys.

Had to keep them busy.

OK. Alright. Alright, let me have a look.

Here.

(GROANS) Oh, sorry.

I thought you said 'look'. Alright.

I think you might have a broken rib. I'm sorry.

(DOOR OPENS)

X.

(GROANS)

(WHISPERS) Bomber?

I got there just in time. (DOOR SLAMS)

Good work.

We have to get a message to 'Hammersley'.

Yes, ma'am. But we're locked in.

There's timber bolted across the door. You were right.

OK, have you looked for something...

Ma'am, it's gonna be OK. No.

You need to rest. I'm OK, I'm really...

Ma'am, rest.

I promise, it'll be OK.

2Dads.

Do the trick? It might.

(GRUNTS)

Alright? Be careful.

Make sure it doesn't break. I'm being careful.

(EXHALES)

(DISTANT MACHINE-GUN FIRE)

It's a boarding.

It must be 'Hammersley'. They've found us.

You stay here. I'll go get help. Bomber, no.

2Dads! (GUNFIRE CONTINUES)

Stay here. I'm in charge of the steaming party, remember?

Be careful. Always.

(RAPID GUNFIRE, GLASS SHATTERS)

(GUNSHOTS)

Damn. Empty.

(RAPID GUNFIRE)

Anything? Negative, sir.

They had a full load of fish when we intercepted them.

It's reasonable to assume they were on this heading

to intercept their mother ship.

Sir, I've done some more research on cyanide poisoning,

and there are antidotes.

Such as?

A specific form of vitamin B1 2 is the most effective.

But there are riskier options such as dicobalt edetate

or even amyl nitrate.

Riskier?

Some potentially very harmful side effects.

Do we carry this B1 2? No, sir.

RO, inform NAVCOM we need a medevac on stand-by.

Sir.

With a cyanide antidote kit. OK.

Thanks, Swain. Sir.

(MUTTERS) I know why

those fishermen on that FFV were blind.

Symptom of prolonged low-level cyanide exposure.

So, if it doesn't kill you, it sends you blind.

Mmm.

That's a hell of a price to pay for fish.

'Hammersley', this is Bomber. Come in, 'Hammersley'. Over.

Bomber, this is 'Hammersley'. Dutchy, take the ship.

What are your coordinates? Over.

They transferred us to another ship.

Our position is 1 1.35 degrees south.

1 26. 1 2 degrees east. Over. Set course.

Bomber, the X? She's OK.

They gave her some sort of antidote. She's getting better.

But, sir, there's fighting on board.

There's a mutiny or something going on. Over.

We're on our way. Take cover and lay low until we get there.

(MACHINE-GUN FIRE)

My ship now.

'Hammersley'? (RADIO STATIC)

(COUGHlNG)

She's been gone way too long.

She might need my help, X. I'm gonna go find her, OK?

X?

(EXHALES) OK. Sleep is good.

(GRUNTS)

I won't be long, X.

(COUGHS)

(SPITS)

Bomb?

Bomber?

Bomber?

(METAL SCRAPES) (GROANS)

Hey!

(SPEAKS FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

Beautiful fish you have here, mate.

Boss man wants to see me top deck. I'll get out of your way.

(GASPS) Bad. (SCREAMS)

(GROANS AND WHEEZES)

Bomber.

Oh! Oh!

(GRUNTS)

Hey, navy girl!

I'm captain now.

Captain has power of life and death.

You're a murderer. You'll be caught and you'll go to jail.

Yeah. No-one's gonna miss a few fishermen, eh?

As long as we get a good catch...

..everyone's happy, yeah?

I haven't finished with you yet.

You don't scare me. (LAUGHS)

Ugh!

(LAUGHS) Yes, I do.

You're mine.

Move!

(HORN BLARES)

It's about time.

Hey. (SPEAKS FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

Smile and wave.

If you think you can warn your friends...

(SPEAKS FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

Elang, you OK?

Elang?! Get down. Get down.

Fight!

Australian Navy, drop your weapons!

Drop your weapons! Drop them!

Take cover!

Open fire!

Go! Go! Go! Get below!

Go! Go!

Can you see our people? Over. Negative, sir, negative.

We've had our hands full since we've boarded.

But it's at the top of my list. Over.

Come on! Come on!

(GUNFIRE)

Dutchy!

X! X, get down!

X, get down! Get down on the ground, now!

You're mine!

SWAIN: Get down! Australian Navy!

Get down on the ground! Australian Navy!

Drop your weapons! Get down on the ground!

Drop it! Get down!

Get down on the ground! Get down on the ground now!

Swain, Charge, starboard waist. Now.

Where's 2Dads? I haven't seen him.

Oh, no. (GRUNTS)

Ahhh! Swain, with me.

Yep.

Bomber. Bomber, just wait.

We haven't cleared these rooms yet.

He's here.

2Dads.

2Dads?

It's the same as the X. Yeah, cyanide.

Cyanide?!

You said they had an antidote. Yeah, the captain had it.

But they killed him and threw his body overboard.

2Dads.

His clothes. What?

They took his clothes.

It's in a small bottle.

The captain had it. It must be here somewhere.

What was he wearing? Old khaki pants.

Oh, great. Putrid, more putrid or most putrid?

Here. These.

Empty! Keep searching, RO.

It's a small bottle. It could be anywhere.

Where is it?

I don't know what you're talking about.

Captain has power of life and death.

Where is it?

He's got it. He's got the antidote.

Search him.

(GRUNTS) Yep. Here. That's it.

CHARGE: You. Up. (GROANS)

Here, he just held it under her nose.

That's all he did.

Breathe. Please, breathe!

Why didn't I get the giggles? You did.

Did l? Yep.

And I've got it all on tape.

You haven't. (LAUGHS)

Don't make me laugh, Bomber. It hurts.

Oh, man, I'm never doing amyl again.

(LAUGHS) I suggest you give cyanide a wide berth as well.

That's a given, Swaino.

And don't ever scare us like that again, either.

So, did you have to give me the kiss of life?

No comment. You did, didn't you?

You'll never know.

(DOOR CLOSES) Mmm.

Sir, 2Dads is gonna be fine

and the prisoners are under guard down in Austere.

And I'm... And you should be resting.

I feel good. Honestly.

Alright. Yeah.

It's good to have you back. Yeah.

Well, after the day you've had,

it seems a bit rough to be making you cook dinner too.

It was either me or RO, ma'am.

And Charge got down on his knees and begged.

Apparently Bird saved RO in the galley today.

And she had some great things to say about you too.

Bomber, about your application for leading seaman...

Oh, X, you don't have to go there.

After spraying cyanide in your face

and causing everything that went wrong today,

I'm...obviously not the right stuff,

so let's just forget about it, hey?

What happened today wasn't your fault.

And if you hadn't have shown

the leadership and courage that you did,

who knows where we'd be right now?

Yeah, but, X...

I'm recommending your promotion.

You are?

Congratulations.

Thank you, ma'am. Thank YOU.

Transcript by Karin for www.Addic7ed.com