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Previously on "The Last Ship".

The Americans think they're special.

We can't let them have hope.

You got to find a way to get me back on Nathan James.

Admiral Chandler's managed to bring Mexico and Cuba together...

to blockade the Yucatán Strait.

We have a single agenda...

unite and fight.

Set General Quarters and man battle stations!

Let's do this.

This is Nathan James, calling Gustavo.

We just took out your airwing, and you didn't lay a glove on us.

Come at us again.

I dare you.

No!

Gustavo...

Brother.

You have to trust me.

Our armies may be stopped at the Darien Gap,

but we have friends in Central America.

They have guns and men.

Let me gather their armies and...

Mm.

Captain Aguilar's ship will cover an area

15 miles off the coast of Mexico.

Mr. Fuentes does the same off Cuba.

Land batteries and mines on either side

will fill the gaps and provide early warning.

Should be enough to protect the oil complex

'til the US-Mexican calvary arrives.

If Gustavo's forces try to make it through the mines,

they sink.

They hug beach, we blast 'em from land.

And if they come straight up the middle towards us...

We'll be ready.

I only wish Cuba could provide more support.

Señor Fuentes,

on behalf of the people of Mexico,

we are grateful for the risks you have taken,

not just for the battle to come,

but for the future of our two countries.

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The airfield is in that direction.

Pablo said the Narcos leave for Northern Mexico

every Wednesday at 1600.

If they're still up and running.

That leaves us eight hours to get to the airfield

and convince them to give us a lift.

You will get that lift.

Everybody loved Pablo.

Vasquez will guide you from here.

Sí, Jefe.

You've bought the rebel movement some time and more.

You gave us confidence.

Take Gustavo's war plans back to the States.

Crack his code.

And let us win this.

Gracias, amigo.

We will meet again.

I'm sure.

Morning, babe.

What are you doing up?

You got home three hours ago.

I got to get back.

I was making breakfast.

Can't. We're so close.

Close to what?

Close to figuring out how we got attacked in the first place.

Sounds like you've been playing a lot of catch up.

Everyone's doing their part.

Including you.

Oh, yeah?

How so?

Just being there for me.

Having my back through all of this.

It means more than you know.

Yeah.

That's me, making a difference.

Fuentes and Aguilar are aboard their ships, sir.

Where the hell are you, Gustavo?

CIC, bridge.

Admiral Slattery,

I can hear you pacing from the bridge.

I'm beginning to think we should shift to offense, Tom.

We know Gustavo's fleet's headed toward this strait.

Let's charge him head-on.

Flush him out.

I'm itching, too, Mike, but it's a solid plan.

Just need to give it a little more time.

T.A.O., we have a ping.

I have 1, 2...

Admiral, I have three signals pinging

southwest of the strait

consistent with those of three large vessels.

Son of a bitch, took you long enough.

Captain Aguilar, Señor Fuentes, this is Nathan James.

We have sonobuoy signals

at groups Kilo, Sierra, and Echo.

Captain Aguilar,

we have three unidentified contacts heading our way.

I say again, we have three contacts.

Copy that, Admiral.

Mexico is prepared to engage.

May God be with us all.

Third group of sonobuoys is pinging south southwest,

bearing 2-5-0. OOD, come to course 2-7-0.

OOD, aye. Helm, come to course 2-7-0.

Helm, aye, coming to course 2-7-0.

All teams, Gustavo's fleet

has adjusted course five degrees.

Aguilar, if they maintain course...

all three ships are set to split our line.

Copy that, Nathan James.

Can you ID any of those vessels?

Sir, I'm unable to identify them off the sonobuoy markers.

And they're still too far away for me to analyze their signatures on radar.

Holler as soon as you do.

I want to know what we're up against.

Yes, sir.

And what if this doesn't work?

Mexico could fall

and I just sent 900 troops into potential hostile territory.

My men could be marching alongside the very troops

ordered to shoot them in the back.

Latest Intel does indicate a growing rift within the country,

but for now, Northern Mexico is standing strong

against Gran Colombia.

"For now" being the operative phrase here.

To answer your question, General Dufine,

if this doesn't work, I plan to retreat out of Mexico

and back to the Rio Grande.

After which, I suppose, I'll be popping by

the President's office to fall on the sword.

Master Chief...

how long have you been in the Navy?

Just north of 30 years, ma'am, 27 at sea.

So maybe you can tell us.

What are the odds a smallboy and two allied gunboats

can defeat an enemy fleet?

Well, I stood on the bridge of that smallboy

while she took out a Chinese fleet,

a Greek fleet, an Astute-class submarine,

and a Russian nuclear battleship,

each time without an allied gunboat in sight.

So when we talk about Nathan James, ma'am,

there's no such thing as odds.

Sir, the first, smaller virus...

The servo-motor instructions.

Right, the servo-motor instructions

manipulated one of the satellite dishes

on the roof of this building,

shifting it .125 degrees to the west.

Now, a movement like that is small but significant.

Enough to redirect the dish

toward another satellite within close orbit to our own.

- And we wouldn't even notice. - Once the enemy satellite connected,

it sent the second virus into our system.

In that moment, we became a Botnet, sir,

unwittingly relaying the virus

across the entire military network.

And for a good three minutes,

the enemy had total access to our computer systems,

so they knew exactly where our fleet was.

And they timed it perfectly to shut us down

just as their attack planes would've shown up

on our early-warning radar.

Yes, sir. How did they get the primary virus

into our building in the first place?

I'm still not able to tell you

how our firewalls were breached, sir,

but I'm confident I will.

Don't want to create an outbreak of panic.

Find out how we were compromised.

Do it quickly and quietly.

Yes, sir. Yes, sir.

First ship has cleared the sonobuoys.

They're in column formation.

Safe to assume they have us on radar by now.

We head west and they follow.

Gustavo's lead ship will hit the minefield straight on.

OOD, come to course 2-6-5, all ahead full.

ODI.

Helm, come to course 2-6-5, all ahead full.

Helm, aye, all engines ahead full,

coming to course 2-6-5.

Admiral, they've adjusted course.

Now heading north northwest.

Detonation detected.

Their lead ship was just hit by a Mexican mine.

Nice job, Aguilar.

That should light a fire under their asses.

Fire control, stay frosty. Aye, sir.

Nathan James, this is Captain Aguilar,

confirming Alpha contact is dead in the water

and sinking fast.

Ships Bravo and Charlie have adjusted course

away from the minefield now heading southwest.

Captain Aguilar, have your land battery at the ready.

They've headed for the shallows near Cozumel for cover.

Copy, Admiral Chandler.

Mexico's land battery is standing by.

CIC, Captain.

Keep an eye on those buoys in case they double back.

If the markers on either flank start to give us a return,

they've split their force east and west.

T.A.O., aye.

Tavo...

Fine.

We'll do it your way.

Sure that map is up to date, Vasquez?

Looks like we're the first ones to come through here

in a long time.

This is the safest way around the villages,

away from people.

Probably a good idea given the bounty on our heads.

Sí.

The locals don't take sides,

but they take bribes.

So much for the safe route.

This way!

Wolf!

I got him! Cover me!

Go! Go! Go!

No! No! No, Green!

This whole place is wired to blow!

I got you!

Cover your face!

You crazy bastard.

Mine to the left! I see it!

We got them all.

There'll be more.

His tourniquet is gone.

Take mine.

Here.

Wolf, don't look.

Hey, we've only got 4 1/2 hours to make it to that plane.

I'm not gonna make it. We're gonna be fine, buddy.

We don't make it, dude.

Leave me.

No, we're gonna be fine, all right?

Stop. No!

It's all good! Come on, man!

We make it out, okay?

Ready?

I got you. I got you. Up!

Get the gun.

Nathan James, this is Davila.

Confirming detonation on Bravo contact's port side, midships.

Bravo's been hit by the land battery.

Status? She's still afloat, sir.

Mexico's positioning their ship to finish them off right now.

That's another, Nathan James.

One more Gran Colombian ship to go.

Bravo Zulu, Captain Aguilar.

They got Bravo.

That's two sunk.

Radar contact.

The third ship has turned away from Mexico.

Now heading directly for us. Slattery; Bridge, CIC.

Gran Colombia Charlie is now in radar range.

Sir, contact classified as a Duke Class.

Weapons capacity, stingray torpedoes,

quad Harpoon launchers, 4.5-inch gun.

Nathan James, this is Davila.

We are heading 0-4-0, all ahead full,

in order to provide support.

They're skirting the minefield.

They must have kingfisher.

I have detonations.

Mexican ship has been hit.

Aguilar.

Davila, this is Nathan James.

Do you copy?

I say again, Mexico, this is Nathan James.

Do you copy? We have been hit.

Bravo got off a volley while she was sinking.

I have weapons remaining, but no way to get to you.

I am afraid it's up to you and Cuba now.

Fuentes, Charlie contact still bearing right for us.

Do you copy?

Cuba copies, Admiral Chandler.

We're ready to provide support to the East.

T.A.O., surface radar detects four bulldogs inbound.

Calculate fire-control solutions and let them close.

Calculating. Solutions acquired.

General Quarters, General Quarters, all...

Gator, count it down. Six nautical miles.

Prepare countermeasures. Up and forward on the starboard side,

down and aft on the port side.

Set the position... Five nautical miles.

Launch chaff.

Two are still inbound.

Engage with CIWS.

CIWS, aye.

Damn it. We're hit at the starboard break.

Away the flying squad forward of frame 84.

Report damage, decks 3, 4, and 5.

Torpedos are ready. Batteries release port side.

Let's go! Let's go! Come on!

Here we go!

Direct hit, sir. They're turning away.

Operating under their own power.

Well catch 'em.

Chief, fuel pressure at 10 PSI and dropping.

E-stopping, 1-Alpha, 1-Bravo.

Unable to cross-connect fuel.

Bridge, Central.

We've lost fuel pressure starboard side.

1-Alpha, 1-Bravo down until we can restore.

I need those engines, Chief. ETR?

Sorry, ma'am, can't say yet.

Cuba, you've got a Type 23 Duke Class heading your way.

We slowed her down, but we've lost propulsion and cannot pursue.

Copy that, Admiral.

Adjusting course south southeast.

Cuba is prepared to engage.

What the hell you guys doing?

We don't have time for this.

Save your energy, buddy.

Anything?

It looks dark inside.

But I could see some equipment.

So we bust in.

There's got to be supplies, medicine.

You are not Gran Colombians.

Are you with the rebels?

Just in the wrong place at the wrong time.

Quickly, before anyone sees you.

Team leader, wha...

What's the status?! All personnel accounted for.

Four-inch cracks in firemain, flooding secure.

Investigating adjacent spaces for watertight integrity.

Good work, team.

Let's keep moving.

We can't regain pressure without that cross-connect valve.

Alrighy, then.

Time to think outside the box.

How do we reroute pressure starboard side?

Air flask to the purifier?

We could reroute fuel directly to the intake valve.

That might get us back to 30 PSI we need.

Nice work. Tell DCA.

Get a fire team on standby.

Yes, sir.

Fuentes, this is Nathan James.

Charlie contact should be coming up on your radar now.

Cuba, this is Nathan James

confirming you have radar contact

with enemy ship on your approach?

Cuba, do you copy?

Anything?

No sign that Cuba has engaged Charlie contact.

Why aren't they fighting?

Why aren't they answering?

Charge it, Diaz.

Pressurized. Ruiz.

Energizing.

Ah! Cover it! Cover that fuel.

Hose can't handle that PSI.

Chief, you got to find me something stronger.

Get me some fire hose!

They can handle up to 150, sir.

Let's give it a shot.

Charlie contact has slowed to three knots.

And now they're out of our radar range.

Cuba, this is Nathan James requesting your status.

Fuentes?

He's on his own now.

Captain Green has damage and fire-control teams

doing everything they can to reestablish

our maneuvering capabilities. In the meantime,

the Cubans are running the lead heading off the third ship.

I will alert the Commander-in-Chief.

Commander?

What's wrong, Ensign?

Ma'am, our keycards.

That's how they sneaked the original virus

into the building.

Each chip contains 400k of RAM.

Only half of that's actually used to open the doors.

But there's still 200k of unused junk.

All someone had to do was replace the junk RAM

with machine code.

And when the card came in contact

with the security system,

it delivered the code that turned our satellite dish.

It wormed its way into the system

and into the servo-motor controls.

These cards are the only electronic element

that doesn't go into a Faraday cage.

I do know it happened at 2:16 p.m.,

two days before the attack.

That much is embedded into the code, here.

But that doesn't explain

how the virus got into the card in the first place.

Well, the ID badges are low-wattage bluetooth.

To hack in, all it takes

is for the card to be within 18 inches of the wrong computer,

networked machine, or even a cellphone,

and boom, now you have it.

Now you have it.

It's crazy, right?

It's gonna take me days to sort through all the real code

and junk code in everyone's cards

and then compare it to the time log.

And I somehow have to do this without raising alarm bells.

Commander?

Commander?

We'd better gets ours out of the way.

Thanks.

Excuse me.

Yeah.

I got to go.

No, I'm going through security. I'll... I'll see you tonight.

Wait, wait, wait.

I'm sending you something super important, hang on.

Did you get it?

I got it.

I know it happened at 2:16 p.m.

Now you have it.

Now you have it.

Kelsi...

what have you done?

There's still risk of infection.

The leg can be saved if you can get him

to a larger facility as soon as possible.

We can't thank you enough, Doctor,

and I know how risky it is, your helping us.

You need to take these antibiotics every hour,

on the hour.

I will, Doc. Thanks.

We have only 40 minutes to get to the airfield.

Out the back... now.

Go. Come on.

Gracias, Doctor.

Snipes say they still need time

to get us back up to battle speed.

Sonar, what do you got? Still nothing, sir.

If Cuba engaged, we would've heard something by now,

even if it's just detonations.

Sir, I'm getting something.

Radar contact, bearing 0-9-0 at 30 miles!

ID?

It's too far away to ID, ma'am.

I can't determine whether it's Cuba's frigate or the enemy ship.

Cuba, this is Nathan James.

Do you copy?

Fuentes, this is Nathan James.

What's your loca...

We're hit, forward o-country!

I have the conn. Aye, Captain has the conn.

Engine room, bridge, we need all engines.

Connecting now, sir.

Hit it, Ruiz!

Pressurizing.

Energizing.

Engines 1-Alpha, 1-Bravo online.

We have full power. All engines up! Go! Go! Go!

Gun it.

All ahead, flank three.

Helm, aye, all ahead flank three.

How did we not see that missile coming?

Because it wasn't a missile.

It was a shell. Admiral?

Sir, the ship that hit us...

It's definitely not a frigate.

What is it?

It's a battleship.

Bridge, CIC, EW confirms

contact is a battleship, Iowa Class.

Gator, charter course to evade. Aye, ma'am.

OOD, you have the conn. Aye, OOD has the conn.

Recommend course 0-1-0 for 1,000 yards.

Helm, set course 0-1-0, all engines ahead for 19 knots.

CIWS and five-inch ready to engage, sir.

Bounce right off a battleship.

Getting in range is risky. We don't have harpoons or TASM.

Torpedos.

How many we got? Six all day, sir.

Adjust torpedo ceiling to zero depth.

Ready starboard tubes. Set.

Batteries release starboard side.

They're turning.

Direct hit, sir.

How many detonations? One, sir.

One ain't enough.

Ready second salvo.

That will zero out our non-crew served weapons.

Copy and confirmed.

Valdez, prepare second salvo.

Set. Batteries release, port side, do it.

Thanks.

They're retreating.

Toward Cuba.

Captain, seal all watertight compartments.

Make way for that ship. Negative.

- Admiral, we'll never make it. - They're hit.

We've got them on the run. We can finish them now. We're taking on water.

I can't fight the ship in this condition.

Even if we catch them,

we don't have the fuel or the munitions.

We'll barely get to Florida as it is.

We have to turn back, sir. There's still time.

We've lost half our bow! We can't let them get away.

Admiral.

I am in charge of the integrity of this vessel

and the safety of her crew.

I cannot allow us to reenter the fight in our condition.

We have to return to home port.

Captain's right.

It's suicide, Tom.

We're 60 nautical miles from Key West.

Southcom secured a dry dock with our name on it,

and there's ordered crew standing by to service.

Fuentes.

I had him.

Cuba was on our side.

Gustavo must've gotten to him

and gave him a better offer.

Captain Aguilar says

that Guatemala just jointed Gran Colombia.

They invaded Campeche.

Mexico can't hold the oil complex.

So now what?

They're gonna blow it up.

They already did.

God damn brave.

Give up your own supply, keep it from the enemy.

They saved us from certain invasion.

Least for now. With any luck, Kinkaid's army

can help the Mexicans hold the line

at the Tropic of Cancer.

Cuba.

Friggin' Cuba.

That battleship...

I think we hit her pretty hard, though.

Turning back was the right call, Captain.

But you fought the ship well.

It was an honor to be there at your side.

Thank you, Admiral.

I'm sorry, Chief.

It's time.

Last radar contact had her heading toward Florida.

But the ship is no longer a threat.

The Gulf is ours.

We are winning, Tavo.

Baby, what are you doing home?

Kelsi, I have terrible news.

We need to get down to the command center right away.

I think our phones were hacked.

What?

Somehow the two of us are at the center of all this,

and I don't know how it happened,

but we need to get down there and figure it out. Give me your phone.

Wait, Alisha. This is crazy.

They're gonna separate us and question us,

but you need to be prepared,

but just answer all their questions

and they'll believe you. It'll all be fine. Alisha, honey?

Just calm down a minute, okay? It's me.

They have my keycard.

They're tracking this to us as we speak.

We need to go now.

You're not coming, are you?

I didn't want to believe it.

All those questions.

"Is Nathan James okay?"

"Is Tom Chandler alive?"

"Tell me, tell, me, tell me."

You used me as a weapon.

How long?

Since before we met.

Why?

How?!

It was my duty.

Surely, you can understand that.

You're insane.

I'm insane?

No.

Insane is believing in lies

and closing your eyes to the truth.

Insane is having blind faith

in a corrupt power structure.

No, we need...

What the people yearn for is an awakening.

Have you heard Tavo speak?

Have you heard his message?

"The first step towards tyranny

is to believe

the government will take care of everything."

Kelsi, did I mean nothing to you?

Oh, I did care about you, Alisha.

You should know that.

And for awhile there, I thought I loved you, but...

you and me, what we are...

That doesn't even matter.

Not now.

That's Clay.

He's figured it out.

He knows it was my card that was hacked.

He'll track it back to you, Kelsi.

It's over.

Shit.

Come on, pick up, Alisha.

Pick up, Alisha. Pick up.

Hi. You've reached Alisha Granderson.

If you leave your name and number,

I'll get back to you as soon as I can.

Bye!

Alisha, where are you?