All language subtitles for Sea Patrol S02E11

Previously
on Sea Patrol...

Marshall wants me
to go for a shore post.

I've done shore postings before.
I hate them.

Mercenaries
are smuggling arms into Samaru.

That cruiser there...

My first boat.
A few months ago, she was stolen.

The one the mercenaries are using?

You don't think that Walsman was
somehow involved in this, do you?

No way.
He's just offered me a job.

Get your hands up!

Start a land-based search.

Get him out of here!

Captain Roth's patrol
has been ambushed.

I'm leading this extraction team
and leaving you in command.

Don't you die.

Please.

Supposed to be
a hell of a captain.

Yeah. He's a golf nut.

I hear golf balls
aren't the only thing

he whacks with his putter.

Junior sailors.

No!
Oh, I'm serious.

'Hammersley' piping party. Ho!

Piping party, up pipes.

Pipe to side.

This is Kate McGregor, XO.

Welcome aboard
the 'Hammersley', sir.

It's a pleasure
to serve under you.

Our navigator,
Lieutenant Nikki Caetano.

Charge!

It's a pleasure to be working
with you again, sir.

Ah, no, no.
Pleasure's all mine.

Did you happen to bring
your, um, golf clubs?

Well, do I ever board
without my putter?

They're not still telling
that story, are they?

Yeah.

It is a privilege
to be serving on 'Hammersley'.

Now, I know
our thoughts and prayers

are with Lieutenant Commander
Mike Flynn,

who's recuperating in hospital.

We wish him a speedy recovery.

In the meantime, I look forward

to meeting each
and every one of you personally

at some stage later in the day.

Alright, let's sail.

'Hammersley' piping party
dismissed.

Charts up to date, Nav?

Uh, yes, sir.

X, you can take her out.

Uh, sir,
won't you be driving her out?

It's your ship. You know
her better than I ever will.

I'm only here to make sure
you don't sink her.

Yes, sir.

Special
sea dutymen and cable party close up.

Assume damage control state
three, condition voyage.

I'm going to go and
take a look around.

Sir?

Oh, I'm sure I can leave her
in your capable hands.

Mayday,
mayday. This is 'Sea Lion'.

Need urgent assistance...

RO?

No, we just lost it
halfway through, ma'am.

Captain, sir? XO.

What is it, X?

Sir, we just received
a mayday call from 'Sea Lion'.

It cut out halfway through.

We are...
Half an hour.

Half an hour steaming time
from their current position.

And it looks like we're
the only ones in the area, sir.

Take it. I'll be right up.
Aye, sir.

RO, keep trying
to make contact with the vessel

and inform NAVCOM that
we're responding to the mayday.

Yes, ma'am.

Nav, let's start heading
toward that position, please.

Roger. Port 10. Steer 260.

Port 10. Steer 260.

Have you got anything, RO?

Still nothing
since the first call, ma'am.

It has to be this ship. It's
the only vessel in the area.

Any sign of our CO?
Bomber said he left the galley.

Try the loudhailer.

'Sea Lion',

this is Australian warship
'Hammersley'

responding to your mayday.

Over.

XO!

She's gonna try and ram us!

X!

Full ahead both engines!
Full ahead both engines.

Starboard 30!
Starboard 30!

Brace! Brace! Brace!

Midship steer 270.

Midship steer 270.

What the hell's going on?
Sir, he tried to ram us.

Leave you alone for five
minutes, you nearly ram a ship!

I was trying to avoid it, sir.

More luck than good management.
Captain has the Com.

Buffer, organise
a FAIDEX party.

Aye, sir.

RO, someone is driving that
ship. Get them on the radio.

Sir.

Nav?
Yes, sir.

Let's see if we can get around
the other side of that vessel.

Yes, sir.

Clear! All clear, X.
No-one at the helm.

Well, someone
had to turn the steering.

Maybe they're injured.

You stay here.
Swain and I will go below.

Yes, ma'am.

Ma'am! Ma'am! Ma'am!
Sir! Australian Navy!

What is the nature of your
emergency? Are you injured?

Man, you heard the mayday?
That's right.

I'm sorry. We had a bit
of a fire below deck.

Managed to put it out
ourselves.

Didn't radio back.
OK. Who's we?

Danny! We got company!

Yeah, come up, sir.

Listen, you clowns
nearly rammed our vessel.

Ram you? I'm so sorry.

I didn't know there
was another boat within cooee.

Pretty hard to miss, hey?

We've had steering problems.
Been trying to fix it.

Buffer, take a look.

You, with me.

Don't you move!

You know you're in breach
of safety rules?

You are supposed to have someone
on watch at all times.

Yeah, look, I'm sorry
about that, you know.

We're just trying
to make a living.

Well, it doesn't matter
how many fish you catch

if you crash your boat
and lose the lot, does it?

Hey, Buffer?
Yeah, seems fine now, X.

Must be some
intermittent problem.

You might want to
get it looked at.

Thanks, man. Appreciate it.

Goose.

Sir?

Sir, the, uh, steering on the
trawler appears to be working.

And I gave the skipper a warning
about posting a watch.

Right.
Didn't search the vessel?

Well, no. Buffer went below
to check the steering.

So, mayday call
cut off mid-message,

ship tries to ram a navy vessel

and you let him off
with a warning?

Sir, they're Australian citizens
on an Australian-flagged vessel.

We have no jurisdiction
to search...

We have no idea
what's on board.

Could be drugs,
could be ammunition,

a whole menagerie
of smuggled ducks

quacking away below decks
for all we know.

I'm sure we
would've heard them, sir.

What, you think this is a joke?

Do you, X? Eh?

Now, what sort of executive
officer leads a boarding party

onto a suspicious vessel,
fixes their steering for them

and then comes back again?

We'd be the roadside service,
would we?

They're just fisherman, sir.
Really?

Then how come they're
hightailing it away

as fast as they can?

That's a very odd way
to catch fish.

My faith in you, X,
was clearly misplaced.

Sir, it didn't appear
they were doing...

Nav, I want us
after that vessel.

Follow a course that keeps us
below the horizon.

Yes, sir.

Something going on with that
trawler. I wanna know what.

Alright, I'll be in my cabin.

Swain has the Com.
Aye, sir.

Good work, everyone.

Enter.

X.

Ah, Vignesha - in Hindi,
the lord of obstacles

and other minor
unexpected hurdles.

They say Nelson kept one on
his desk at all times for luck.

Oh. I wasn't aware of that, sir.

Mmm. What can I do you for?

Sir...

I don't believe
that we had the authority

to search that vessel today.

And even if we did,
taking me to task like that

in front of the entire crew -
it undermines my authority.

Mmm.

Point taken.

However, it does
come both ways.

If you make
unilateral decisions

without consulting me,
it undermines MY authority.

Mmm? You could've radioed me
from the trawler.

Might've been able to obtain
the permission that we needed.

But you didn't
give me that chance.

Sir, Lieutenant Commander Flynn

has always acknowledged
my discretion

as head of the boarding party.

Well, Lieutenant Commander
Flynn knows you. I don't.

Crew don't know me.

They need to believe
that I can fill his shoes.

You do them no favours

by questioning me
in front of them.

They need to have unqualified
faith in the chain of command.

We owe them that.
Yes, sir.

We serve them, X.
WE serve THEM.

If you're ever gonna be a CO,

well, you... you need
to remember that.

Leadership's a lonely job.

It does take
a certain kind of person.

Hang on. I thought
you were supposed to be in bed.

You sound like my doctors.
There's nothing wrong with me.

Mike, you just took
a dose of shrapnel.

Yeah, and they've
dug it all out.

I'm ready to get
back on 'Hammersley'.

Did you fill in those promotion
forms I gave you yet?

Funny thing about hospitals -
you can never find a pen.

There's a pen.

And I'm not certain those nurses
didn't clear those papers away.

Ah. There we go.

A stamped envelope.

Yeah, alright.
You've made your point.

Have I?

Hey, your career, Mike.

I may have an option
outside the navy.

Right.

Ray Walsman's offered me a job.

And he's got plenty
of impressive vessels.

Yeah, and I bet he pays better
than we do too.

Yeah, and it'll keep me at sea.

What as?
As a glorified chauffeur?

Mate, look, a desk job
just for a while

will keep you moving
up the ladder.

It'll be a better command,
there'll be bigger ships.

That's the bloke
who stabbed your charge.

And nearly killed the X.

They know who he is?

Not yet.

The feds are hoping
to interview him

if he comes out of the coma.

Don't worry about him.
It's a police matter now.

You just concentrate
on your career.

Uh, ma'am.
Stay there.

Nav?

Mmm, still tracking
the trawler.

Staying right on her tail,

but just out
of her radar range.

Is she still moving?
Yes, bearing 120.

Officer of the Watch, Lookout.
There's something in the water.

Green-25. Distance near.

It's a body.
Slow ahead both engines.

Aye, ma'am.
Slow ahead both engines.

Slow ahead both engines.

Good work, Spider. Once you're
clear, go get changed.

Yes, Buff.

That's one hell
of a bullet wound.

He doesn't appear to have been
in the water long.

Do you think he was thrown out
of that prawn trawler?

Oh, well,
unless he fell from space.

So did you see this man
while you were onboard?

No, sir. He must
have been below deck.

So, that steering failure -
how's that looking now, eh?

Maybe they were fighting
in the wheelhouse.

Mmm.

Or maybe this man was trying
to get our attention.

He may still have been alive
while we were on board, sir.

Mmm.

Alright, we're going
after that boat.

Righto, let's get
these lines cleared up.

Come on through, sir.

Morning. Morning.
Morning, all. How are we?

Sir.
Seaman Webb.

Sir.

Good job retrieving
that body yesterday.

Very difficult job.
Thank you, sir.

Alright.

Oh!

Bloody eggs are off.
Sir?

Stop them.
Everyone, listen up.

Right, everyone, eggs in
the bin. All eggs in the bin.

Captain's given an order.

The eggs are fine.

Sailor, I want every egg
on the ship disposed of.

Sir, these eggs were
fresh from the supplier.

Able Seaman Brown.
Yes, sir.

Anyone got an egg?
Any eggs - in the bin.

All eggs in the bin, now.

I don't wanna see one egg
other than in the bin.

What do you mean,
you can't find them?

Sir, we've been steaming
for two hours at full speed -

we should have
caught them by now.

They must have changed course
when we lost them on the radar.

Alright, listen up, everyone.

You are not lone gunmen,
you work as a posse.

Which means you don't
huddle over your helm

or your engines or your radar,

keeping your
thoughts to yourself.

You let others know
what is about to happen.

X?
Yes, sir.

The captain is right,
we should be working as a team.

Alright, we're just wasting fuel
to try and go after them now.

Nav, set a course for port.
Yes, sir.

RO, inform the federal police

that we will be
bringing them a body.

Yes, sir.

Anything they could tell me
about his identity would help.

I wanna know what they're up to
in case we run into them again.

I'll keep you informed.
Uh, excuse me, sir?

I know the ship is on
a tight turnaround

but I was hoping for permission

to check on Lieutenant
Commander Flynn.

So you like his style a whole
lot more since you met me?

Oh, of course not, sir.

Give him my regards.

Thank you.

When do they
say you can leave?

Keen to have me back?
Oh...

Well, these things, they can
always be a little tricky

in the beginning, you know?

That bad?
Oh, not really.

Lieutenant Commander Freeman,
he is, uh, very experienced.

To get back to your question,

no-one seems able to tell me
when I can go.

But I found something
to keep me occupied.

That mercenary we captured,
he's here.

What, in the hospital?
He's in a coma.

They don't know if he'll
ever come out of it.

There are mercenaries operating
on Australian soil,

organising some sort
of coup on Samaru.

Can you leave it to the feds?

This is not your
personal mission.

After what they did to Charge?
And you?

You bet it's personal.

I wanna find out what
these people are up to.

Just be careful, alright?

You poke spiders, they bite.

No smoking, no smoking

Don't use a mobile telephone
throughout HMAS 'Hammersley'.

Refuel in progress.

Uh, excuse me, sir.

I know we're not supposed
to leave the ship or anything.

I'm sensing a 'but'.

Sir, my baby's teething

and Sally, my wife,
she's at home on her own...

Yes, well, I know what it's
like having a wife and kids

wanting me ashore, Swain.

I know, sir, we all have
the same problems. I understand.

Swain.

I'm not married anymore.

And I would save anyone going
through that pain if I could.

Go - you've got an hour.

Yes, sir. Thank you, sir.

I need
some help in here!

It's OK, just relax.

It's OK. You're in a hospital.
Everything's fine.

Just relax.

Stay calm. It's OK. Just relax.

The guy's been formally
identified as Russell Byrne.

He was the captain
of the trawler.

So who are the men we spoke to?

These guys are involved in
the manufacture of amphetamines.

Oh, yeah, that's them.
But on a boat?

Well, the feds know of a few
cases of manufacturing on boats.

I thought you needed
a stable environment for that.

Apparently only for the actual
cook, but you're right -

these chemicals
are highly volatile.

These two men -
the police believe

it's likely they killed
this character Byrne?

We let them get away.

AFP HQ have put in
a formal request to the navy

to help in the searching
for them.

Only too happy, sir.
Won't happen a second time.

Be careful.

I'll drive the ship
out today, X.

Yes, sir.

XO, close up special sea dutymen
and cable party.

Yes, sir.

Special sea dutymen
and cable party, close up.

Assume damage control
state three, condition voyage.

Hey, where's Swain?

Has anyone seen the swain?
Uh, no, ma'am.

No, ma'am.

Petty Officer Blake,
bridge, at the rush.

XO, special sea dutymen
and cable party closed up?

Uh, sir, specials are closed up

with the exception
of the swain.

Right, so, uh, where's he?

Um... I don't know, sir.

X, Swain's a ship-stopper.

You're in charge of personnel.

How can you not know
where he is?

Did anyone know Swain
had left the ship?

No, ma'am.

Now, X, do I need to remind you

that knowing the whereabouts
of your crew

is a pretty basic
part of your job?

No, sir.

It seems, in fact, that I do.

Is that not the swain taking
unauthorised leave on shore?

Yes, it is.

I will speak with him.
That'd be good.

That'd be very good.

Oh, that was terrible.
Let me try again.

You're giving it too much
hook to the left, sir.

Swain? What...

Oh, ma'am, I'm so
sorry I was late, I...

Late?
How about the fact

that you left the ship
without asking permission?

I did have permission, ma'am,

from Lieutenant Commander
Freeman, the captain.

Yes!
Ooh, that's better, eh?

It's a good shot.

Excuse me, sir.
Hmm?

The swain said that you
personally gave him permission

to leave the ship.

Why didn't you tell me that?

The XO's job is to
know the whereabouts

of every person on
the ship at all times.

So this was a test?
That's right.

To see if there was any
backup - and there wasn't.

You know, it's in your best
interests to impress me.

Rumour has it that
Lieutenant Commander Flynn

will not be returning
to 'Hammersley'.

In that case, I'm your new CO -
permanently.

So did the police get anything

out of that bloke
across the corridor?

They don't tell us about
that stuff, I'm afraid.

How come there's
no guard on him?

He's just come out of a coma -

can't go to the toilet
by himself,

let alone do a runner.

Need a hand?

There you go.

Thank you.

You OK?

In a coma, they tell me.

What happened to you?

You rest up, eh?

Save your strength
for your visitors.

What visitors?

Everyone has visitors,
don't they?

Sure. Yeah.

Does your family
know you're here?

I could call someone for you,
if you like.

No. It's OK.
I'm sure they know.

Oh, Swain, while you've
got all that stuff out,

could I grab some
painkillers, please?

That kind of day?

I'm sorry if
I contributed to it, ma'am.

Swain, um...

I'm sorry, I didn't even
ask you what was so important

you needed to take off.

Oh, it was just Sally, ma'am.

Oh. Is she OK?

Yeah. Just trying
to keep it that way.

Yeah.

That's weird.
The paracetamol's missing.

Well, have we run out?

We had a whole carton
when we left port.

Sir.
X. Everything up to speed?

Yes, sir.

There is one minor thing.
Hmm?

The paracetamol has gone missing
from the supply cupboard.

Missing?
Someone has taken it.

But the swain has
made a note of it.

Charge, could
I have that, please?

Yes, ma'am.
Thank you.

Ta.

This is the captain speaking.

Now, this is directed
to the person

who stole the paracetamol
from the supply cupboard.

You have five minutes to return
this item to me, personally.

I will be expecting you
on the bridge.

Excuse me, sir, it's not likely

that anyone will respond to that
sort of public shaming, is it?

Right, so your crew are cowards
as well as thieves, are they?

That, sir, they are not.

Well, we shall just see,
then, shan't we?

We shall just jolly well see.

Just see for myself.

Hey, was it just a single
tablet or is it the packet?

It was a packet.

RO, is that straight?
That's bent, isn't it?

Yes.
Good.

I think you're right.

Good work, RO.

Tremendous, tremendous work.

Five minutes.

It appears no-one
is coming forward.

It appears not, sir.

Unfortunately, no-one has
returned the stolen item

to the bridge.

All personnel not on watch,
muster forecastle.

This is the navy.

We don't accept liars
or cheats or cowards.

We expect people
to stand forward.

This stops when the person
who took the paracetamol

steps forward.

Alright, then, senior sailors,
join the juniors on the deck.

This crew is a team,
down from the lowliest sailor,

right through to the X.

If there is a thief on board,

it reflects poorly
on every single one of us.

Would there be anyone
willing to step forward?

Alright, then. Officers.

Sir, I...
Yes, you, X. Down on the deck.

Fish rots from the head.

Sir.

I took 'em.

I took the drugs.

Of all people.
Sorry, sir.

Why?

I couldn't find the swain,

so I just went to the storeroom
and grabbed the whole box.

Then the alarm went up,
and I couldn't put them back,

and suddenly the whole thing
was just way out of control.

Yeah, well,
I'm deeply disappointed

you didn't step forward earlier.

You know, people
like you, Charge,

you are the backbone
of a ship like this.

Your experience...

..your character.

I mean, those young men
and women look up to you.

They look up to you!
Yes, sir.

Well, I thought
you were a friend.

Hey?

Of course I'm a...

I thought you'd be able
to talk to me about anything.

- Sir...
- Yep.

Well, I won't, um...

..I won't be pressing
any formal charges.

Thank you, sir.

Is everything alright?

Yes, ma'am.

Charge, why did you
take the drugs?

I didn't.
I'm s...

The captain can't have his X

doing push-ups
in front of the crew.

You did it for me?

You know, his whole way
of managing things

is completely inappropriate.

Well, he had a point.
Someone on the ship is a thief.

Well, we still don't know
who that person is.

Maybe not, but...

..the captain is the ship.

You question him,
you question everything.

Hey, there!

Thought you might like a read.

May as well catch up
on what you missed out on

while you were out of it.

I didn't catch your name.

Sorry. Mike.

Mike Flynn.
Nice to meet you.

Thanks.

Hey, listen.

Can I take you up
on your offer?

They haven't given me phone.

You don't have mobile, do you?

There you go.

I'll give you some privacy.

It's just my sister.

Hey, sis, it's me.

I'm in the hospital.

In Cairns.

Yeah. A visit would be good.

Great. Look forward
to seeing you then.

Thanks.

Thought I might get something
from the canteen.

You want something?
Oh, no, thanks.

Paging Dr Binet.

Paging Dr Binet.

Could you please report to the
nurses' station on level three.

Hello.

Hello? Hello?

Hello. Who is this?

Sir, Coastwatch have
spotted the drug boat.

Excellent.

Right, Nav. Set a course
for 12 degrees.

22 south, 115 east.

Charge, how fast can we go?

As fast as she'll let us.

Full noise - 27 knots
should get us there.

Alright. I want you
to go through there.

Course 240.

Um, sir, we can't. Those waters
haven't been properly surveyed.

Yes, well, that's why
we have a navigator.

If it was about steering,
we would've hired a taxidriver.

I think the nav
is trying to point out

that steering through there
could cost you more time.

Does every single
order have to be spelled out?!

Those men killed their skipper
while you were on board.

I want them.

Go through there.
Make it happen.

Sir, I insist on recording my
formal protest in the ship log.

I do too, sir.
Fine, fine.

Do it fast, and then steer
the boat as I tell you.

Sir, we will follow procedure,

with additional lookouts
and our best man on the helm.

You can hang over the front
with your head in the water,

for all I care, as long as
'Hammersley' gets moving!

Starboard 10, steer 125.

Rock straight ahead!

Starboard 30.
Starboard 30.

No, stop. Stop, stop, stop.

Stop the ship!
STOP the ship!

Stop!
Pull astern both engines.

Now, I thought I told you
to steer straight ahead. Hmm?

There was an obstacle
right in front of us, sir!

Sir, I need to speak to you
now, sir. In private.

Leave the bridge in charge
of these incompetents?

You've got to be joking.

Now, look - I give an order,

I want it to be followed
without question.

Anyone doesn't like it
they can leave right now!

I will drive the ship myself!
Clear?

Good.

Alright. Alright.

Sir, I've got a radar contact.
Ah, good, good, good.

It's on the same course
as the last position

we received from Coastwatch.

Do you think that's
the drug boat?

Well, it's a good chance.
It's right size, right place.

Excellent work, alright?
Let's get after it.

Alright, look. Let's... let's put
the events of the day behind us.

This is your chance
to prove to me

exactly what you're
all capable of.

Ray.

I was gonna buy flowers,

but I thought this would
be more appropriate.

Chateau Margaux.

Come on, Mike. Take the job.
Work for me.

I know you'll miss the navy,
but trust me -

the lifestyle will
more than compensate.

You'll get to sail to places

you'd never dream
of going with the navy.

Mediterranean, Caribbean,
the Antarctic.

The Antarctic!
Always wanted to go.

I just needed someone to give
me the excuse, and that's you.

I need some help in here!

Paging Dr Binet to room 232.

Dr Binet to room 232.

Friend of yours?
No.

Actually, he was the guy
who stole your boat.

Really?

Clear!

Vessel on my port bow,
this is Australian warship.

Stop or heave to.
I intend to board you.

She's trying to outrun us, sir.

Nav.

Port 10, steer 030.
Port 10, steer 030.

Prepare for warning fire.

Vessel on my port side,
this is Australian warship.

Stop or heave to, or we
will open fire upon you.

No response on the radio.

Aimed at target.
Range 200 yards, sir.

Ready for warning fire, sir.
Buffer, engage.

Typhoon, engage.

She's completely
ignoring us, sir.

Prepare for disabling fire.

You can't do that, sir.

She's clearly not
going to stop.

Sir, you need ministerial
approval for direct fire.

The feds have told us
this boat is highly volatile.

If you fire on her,
the whole boat could explode.

Their risk, not ours.

We have given all
the appropriate warnings.

Webb, prepare for
disabling fire.

Spider, do not
touch that trigger.

I am the CO. Webb, it is your
duty to follow my orders.

Do not touch the trigger.
I am the CO!

Spider, DO NOT
touch that trigger.

Buffer, take it from
the bridge.

X...

I can't do that, sir.

Right. You can't do that.

Is there anyone here
who can follow an order?

Is there one of you?
Would there be one person? You?

Would it be you?
Would it be you?

Charge.
Aye, sir?

You take her from the bridge.

I can't do that, sir.

Can't do that?

Bloody well do it myself, then.

Captain, I'm relieving you
of your command

and I'm taking over the ship.

Is that right?

Is that right, little missy?

Swain, ET, remove him
from the bridge.

Don't you touch me.
Remove him from the bridge.

Don't come
anywhere near me! Don't...

YOU! YOU!

This is mutiny. It's mutiny.

None of you will ever set foot
on a naval ship again.

YOU, YOU, YOU, YOU,
YOU, YOU OR YOU!

- You'll be court-martialled!
- It's a mutin... mutin...

Let's remove him
from the bridge, please.

I have the ship.
XO has the ship.

Sir?

Sir.
No, I'm fine, I'm fine.

No, no, no, no, no,
no, no, no, no.

We'll be in my cabin.
XO has the...

..has the ship.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
Fine, fine, fine.

Fine, fine, fine.

Prepare to board the trawler.

Hmm?

Sir, are... are you alright?

I...

Um... dreadful headache.

Dreadful headache.

How, um... how long have you

been having
these headaches, sir?

Oh, uh...

Something wrong
with me, isn't there?

He asked me to give you this.

The god of obstacles.
Yeah.

And other minor,
unexpected hurdles.

It's a shame.

He was a bloody great captain.

A brain tumour?
Terrible way to end a career.

And you know what?

Most of the time,
he was right and I was wrong.

But you made the right call
in the end.

Hmm. Here, I'll take that.

Thanks.

So how did the mercenary die?

They think he was poisoned.

I reckon that call he made was
to have his people get him out.

Or maybe someone just didn't
want him talking to the feds.

Straight after he made the call,
someone rang back.

I don't know who -
they didn't say anything.

Next thing,
Ray Walsman turns up.

How did Walsman even know
I was in the hospital?

Someone with a lot of money
and connections

are funding these mercenaries,

and Walsman's been somewhere
in the picture

ever since we met him, and that
was in the Samaru Islands.

If Walsman is behind
all of this,

then why would he
wanna hire you?

You'd be there, you'd know
everything that was going on.

I think his intention was
to get me out of the way.

After what's
just happened,

I can't trust him anymore.

One thing's for sure - there's
no way I can take that job.

I guess I'm a navy man
after all.

I said, "No,
I'm the 'coxswain'."

Hey,
get back to some real work!

Thanks, sir.

Gangway!

Great to have you back, boss.

Good to be back, Buffer.

Good to have you back, sir.
Nav.