All language subtitles for Sea Patrol S02E12

Previously on Sea Patrol...

"In the Samaru Islands,
rumours of growing unrest."

Drop your weapon!

My friends and I would like to thank
you for getting us out of there.

There's been an increase
in boat thefts.

A cruiser there?
My first boat.

A few months ago she was stolen.

One of the mercenaries are missing.

You don't think that Walsman
is somehow involved in this?

I believe guns were unloaded
from that cruiser.

Given we know mercenaries
are organising

some sort of coup on Samaru...

I believe there must be
a staging post

somewhere along this
part of the coastline.

I'm leading the extraction team.

Hey.
I was going to buy flowers,

but I thought this would
be more appropriate.

How did Walsman even know
I was in hospital?

Someone with a lot of money,
connections,

funding these mercenaries.

And Walsman's been somewhere in the
picture ever since we met him.

You're chirpy
this morning, Buff.

I sure am, XO.

I wouldn't be dead
for a million bucks.

Well, dead men don't get
to spend any money, Buff.

Well, I'm better
off alive, then.

What, even on a bosun's pay?
That's a good point.

I'm about due for
a pay rise, aren't I, boss?

Mayday, mayday, mayday.

This is Captain Alan Corris of
the motor yacht 'Enterprise'.

Mr Walsman's yacht, boss.

We're under pursuit by what
seems to be a hostile vessel.

Mayday, mayday, mayday.

This is the motor yacht
'Enterprise'. Please respond.

'Enterprise', this is
Australian warship 'Hammersley'.

What's the situation? Over.

A few minutes ago, a high-powered
boat appeared from the north.

They're circling us
and they're armed.

'Enterprise',
what's your location?

16-decimal-70 north,
135-decimal-20 east.

I've got radar contact.
They're just out of visual range.

'Enterprise', we're closing in
on your position

from the south-west.

Make a course in our direction

and we'll rendezvous with you
in a few minutes.

Revolutions 1900.
Glad to hear it, mate.

Got them on the EOD, sir.

They're trying to board.

Nav, bring the ship
to boarding stations.

Hands to boarding stations.

Hands to boarding stations.
Hands to boarding stations.

Assume damage control stations
in condition voyage.

Stop the boat! Stop the boat!

Walsman is onboard.

Hey.

What's he doing?

Navy! Navy!

Give them a warning, Nav.

Speedboat on my port bow,

you should stop or heave to

or I will open fire on you.

Direct hit
on their engine, boss.

Good work, Buffer.

Get back to Walsman's launch
and check on them.

Let's see if there's
any injured.

Shouldn't we go
after them, sir?

They won't get far.

Besides, I'm more interested
in Ray Walsman.

Bow's all clear, XO.
OK.

Samaru Islands, now here.

Rescuing me is becoming a habit
for you, Lieutenant.

I'm just doing my job,
Mr Walsman.

Captain, X.
Carly.

Receiving, X.

I'm fine.
Dad, you're bleeding.

All the attackers
have left, sir.

Ask Walsman what he thinks
the attack was about.

Mr Walsman,

do you have any idea
what these men were after?

Could be anything.
Maybe the boat, even.

Well, piracy's rare
in these waters.

Just my luck, huh?

Just as well you guys
came along when you did.

They looked like
islanders to me.

Were they Samaruan perhaps?
Oh, couldn't say?

Did you hear them
speaking at all?

Ah, it all happened
so fast. Jesus.

Sorry.

That looks pretty deep, sir.

Would you like to come back
to the 'Hammersley'

and I'll have one of our medics

put a couple of stitches
in it for you?

Oh, no need. It's fine.

Dad.
We're all fine, really.

I am fine. The boat's fine.
No, really, I'm fine.

I just would rather you guys
went after those thugs.

Hey.

You alright? They didn't
hurt you or anything?

So, one of you shot the boat.
Do you know if it sunk?

It's hard to say.

Look, Mr Walsman, protecting
your own property's one thing.

But it's not a good idea
to resist armed men.

You and your daughter

could have been seriously
injured, or worse.

Yeah. You're right.

My daughter was onboard.
I just saw red.

You have a guest onboard?
Yeah. A friend.

Uh, how are you, sir?

Look, Lieutenant McGregor,

those guys might be attacking
another boat already.

You will make sure

you report this to
the Federal Police, won't you?

Yeah. Yeah, sure. No, I will.

Thank you again for responding
so quickly, and thank you.

Alright, everyone, let's go.

Includes you, Spider.

Yes, ma'am. Sir.

According to Walsman,
they were pirates.

But?

Well, they had brand-new
semiautomatic weapons,

flash boat...

And pirates aren't usually
that well-heeled.

Did you happen to see the other
guy who was on the top deck?

Just a glimpse.
He looked Samaruan too.

You know, I am sure that I
have seen him somewhere before.

With Walsman?
No, I don't think so.

Well, either way, Walsman didn't
want us talking to him.

No, he wanted us
off the yacht altogether.

Uh, sir, the speedboat's
altered, tracking 310,

and the speed's reduced -
currently at 6 knots.

Spider's aim must have been good.
They didn't get very far.

Let's go get them.

Get your weapons ready.

We are the Australian Navy.

I order you to drop your weapons.
We intend to board you.

I order you to drop your weapons.
I intend to board you.

Put the weapons down!
Drop the weapons.

Drop the weapon.
Put it down.

I will shoot you.
Put the weapon down!

Drop the weapon.
Now. On the ground.

Put them on the ground.
Put your weapons down.

Get over there.

Hands on your heads.
Get down on your knees.

All three of you,
down on your knees.

So where are you from?
Samaru? Noumea?

- New Guinea?
- XO.

I think we know
where they're from.

Charlie 82, this is X-ray 82.

Go ahead, X.

There is no evidence of piracy,

but we've just found
a Samaruan newspaper.

So they are Samaruan?
Well, by the look of it, yeah.

And Buffer has just found
a political campaign flier

promoting a man whose name
is Massita Balanbaan.

Balanbaan?

Balanbaan...

Hang on. Sir?

This Balanbaan is the man I saw

on Ray Walsman's yacht
this morning.

You're sure?

Unless he's got an identical
twin, it's him alright.

Sir, I think these men
were after Balanbaan.

I think they want him dead.

Massita Balanbaan was Minister
for Industrial Development

in the Samaruan Government.

'Was' a minister?

Oh, he was sacked
about a year ago.

He had a falling out
with the President

about Balanbaan's handling

of foreign investment
in local mining.

Now, the moment he was sacked,

he declared himself
a presidential candidate.

Well, is he connected to
the insurgents, then?

Intel aren't sure about that,
but he's a popular local figure.

I mean, he's been a thorn in the
government's side for months.

So forces loyal
to the President

could well want him dead?

Intel thought an assassination
attempt was very possible.

Old Balanbaan was lucky
we showed up.

So was Walsman.

I'll report all this to ASIO.

Thanks, sir.

Why is Ray Walsman hanging out

with a disgraced
Samaruan mining minister?

How'd she win a holiday?

Through the local
radio station.

Five nights for two, Lord Howe
Island, all expenses paid.

Great fishing on Lord Howe.
Yeah, thanks.

Shore leave's
all taken care of?

It's only valid
till the end of the month.

Oh, bummer.
What? So she's not going?

Yeah, she's going.
She's taking a friend.

Girls on tour?
His name's Eric.

'Eric'?

Eric.

Right, so your girlfriend's
taking a bloke called Eric

and you're...
you're cool about that?

Yeah, they're just mates.

Yeah, no.
It's just that if I was Eric,

I'd probably think
mateship's one thing,

but there's also
the other... thing.

Yes, but you're still
in the Stone Age.

Nav.

Nav, yes, I was just thinking
that there are some blokes

who have got pretty
basic instincts

when it comes to women.

Some blokes have evolved past

the grunting,
spearing mammoth stage.

I like the way you
trust your girl, Buff.

It's good to have a little bit of
confidence in your relationship.

Thank you, Navigator.

You look like someone
with a lot on their mind.

Me?
Hmm.

No!

I'm hearing, uh,
girlfriend problems.

Chinese whispers, X.
Favourite game on this tub.

Yeah. So it's
nothing serious, then?

Monica's gone on holiday
with a friend.

Oh.
A male friend.

Right.

Well, she had to ask someone,
didn't she?

Well, how come she didn't
ask one of her girlfriends?

She says they're good mates,
they went to tech together.

What? You've never met him?
No.

Well, that seems
a bit insensitive.

She must have known that
it'd be a bit weird for you.

Yeah, I just hope
she has a good time.

I hope this girl
knows how lucky she is.

I'm the lucky one.

Eh.

XO?

Do you really believe men
and women can be just friends?

Yes, I think they can.

Alright,
we'll be in touch.

Cheers, mate.

All done, ma'am.

Oh, the Feds are interested in
your assassination theory.

They'd like a chat
when you get a chance.

OK. Oh, Swain?
Yes, ma'am.

What are you up to now?

Uh, probably going to the pub.

Do you wanna take him?

What? Misery guts?
Oh, just...

Again with the moths,
again with the moths.

Yeah, hi. It's me again.

Just wondering where you're at.
Come on, mate.

Give us a call when
you get a chance. 'Bye.

How'd you go?

She must be on the plane
or at the beach or something.

Yeah, or just
having a good time.

You can learn from that, mate.

Maybe she left
her phone at home, hey?

Yeah, maybe.

Oh, mate, she's gonna think
you're a stalker.

What? What?
Shouldn't I call her?

Maybe you should just, I dunno,
play it a bit more cool.

Oh, yeah, it's alright
for some, isn't it?

Come on, game of pool.

Nah, I'm not gonna
be much fun tonight, mate.

Come on, Buff!
Buff, Buff, Buff.

You're not gonna head back
to that ship on us. Please.

No, I'm gonna
go for a walk first.

Alright, keep those lines
of communication open, Buff.

How 'bout you
keep yours closed, ET?

Alright, mate.

Oh!

What are you doing?
I'm trying to cheer him up.

Seriously.
You're an idiot.

What?

Look, Monica, it's Pete again.

I'd really appreciate
if you'd call me back.

What are you looking at?

Nothing, mate.

Hey, boys!

Hey. G'day, mate.
You alright?

Yeah, not too bad.

Oh, we got lucky.
Shut up.

Sorry, mate.

I'm Andy. Who are you?

What do you want?

Yeah, Charge, it's me.

Listen, you know how
the boss was saying

the staging post
for those mercenaries

was up the coast
here somewhere?

Well, I reckon this bloke I've
just spotted is one of them.

He's got military wannabe
written all over him

and he's got a Russian
Special Forces tattoo.

It's worth seeing what he's
up to so I'll call you later.

Yeah, OK.

We get this all loaded
and we go, yes?

Boat will be here soon.

This is the crane
you got for me, huh?

That's pretty good. I like it.

The weight of it
will be fine, it'll hold.

Huh? You're the man
driving, huh?

And hurry it up, OK?

Alright, let's bring this up nice
and slowly, OK? That's good.

Got to get her into the boat.

A little bit more.

Good, good.

Here. Nearly there.

Little bit more. Come on.

I asked you guys
to look out for him.

Did you not wonder where he was?

We've only
just noticed, ma'am.

Everything alright, X?

Uh, sir, Buffer
hasn't reported back yet.

And the guys last saw him
at the pub.

He said he wanted to go
for a walk, sir.

Did he say where?

Just that he wanted to get
in touch with his girlfriend.

He's been having
a few problems with her.

You called him?

We have tried.

Well, his phone's either
off or out of range.

I'll call him again,
if you like.

Thanks, Charge.

Sir, I know that he's taken

this situation with
his girlfriend to heart,

but I find it really hard to
believe that he's gone AWOL.

Ma'am? Buffer.

He called me.
You might want to listen to that.

When did he call?

Just after he left the pub.

Must have just got through.

Organise a search party, X.

You want the packet?

Boss?

Buffer is at sea. Here.

'Perseverance'.

It was moored near us.
Set sail last night.

OK, and here is his text.

Chasing five mercenaries
by himself?

Well, he did try to
contact Charge, sir.

Alright, call back
the search party.

And contact the harbour master.

We need that barge's
voyage plan.

Yep.

Well, Coastwatch have got
an inscription on the barge,

so they'll fly patrols.

Sir, if Buffer's right
about these mercenaries,

that barge could be heading
to their staging post.

Request permission
to sail after them.

Without your buffer?
No, that's a ship-stopper.

I know that, sir.

I still don't have
any confirmation

that there are any sort
of mercenary bases

on the mainland.

A lot of circumstantial evidence
suggests there is one.

And if that barge is heading
to their staging post,

then Buffer is
in serious danger.

But what was
the actual evidence

to say that this bloke
was a mercenary?

Well, it was rather
a rushed message, sir,

but he did mention
that there was

a Russian special forces tattoo.

Oh, so a drunken sailor
falls out of a pub

and gets excited about
a tattoo he saw?

Sir, with respect, I don't think
Buffer had been drinking.

And I do think there's
something going on

that's worth investigating.

Alright, OK, OK,
go and have a look.

Yes, sir.

Are we all locked up here,
boss, or what?

This is the place,
if the map is correct.

You wait. Yes? We return.

Whatever you say, budski.

Just entering the southern edge
of the search area, sir.

OK.

Nav, let's take her in
for a closer look.

Helm, Nav...

Anything from Coastwatch?
No, not yet.

200 k of coastline.

Hundreds of river mouths,
estuaries, little inlets.

The barge could be
in any one of them.

It's not that I question
your judgement.

I'm glad to hear it.

But I should be more involved
with strategy, troop placement.

Oh, you've got your hands full
with the politics.

When I am president, I'll be
in charge of the armed forces.

I know my country,
the lie of the land.

And it's been very helpful.

Now it's time for the
professionals to do their bit.

My people have suffered enough
from this government.

I want to see it gone.

They're as good as gone, mate.

What do you think
this is all about?

If we don't win the election,

the insurgency
will march into parliament

and throw them out for you.

You'll be passing laws,
opening schools,

building roads
and granting mining leases,

as president of the Federated
States of the Samaru Islands.

Do you trust me?
Yes.

Then let me worry about the war.

You worry about the peace, OK?

OK, Ray.

Sir, Coastwatch
have spotted the barge.

It's not heading north anymore.

It's actually south
of our position.

Any contacts, Nav?

Ah, bearing 185, range 12 miles.

Alright, increase to max,
come round to the south.

We'll close and investigate.
Thanks, RO.

..2-0-0-0.

Hospital here. The best new
radiological services in the region.

And here,
the Presidential Palace

will be converted into
the Department of Justice.

Fitting, yes?

And this site here

is where the new Presidential
Palace will be constructed.

Soon, unity and peace to
our fractured island nation.

I am a man of principles, Ray.

Which is why my syndicate
agreed to support you.

'Cause we knew that your
promises were rock solid.

Indeed.

Who the hell's that?

Get after him!

Two of you, come
with me. The rest, spread out.

Find him.

Monica?
What's going on?

I just got off the plane
and when I turn on my phone

I found all these messages.

Monica, listen to me.

I need you to call
the 'Hammersley' for me

and tell them...
You're freaking me out, Pete.

You're calling
every five minutes.

Mon, please, just call
the 'Hammersley'

and tell them that
I'm in bushland

about 800m inland of
a south-flowing estuary.

What are you doing there? You
told me you couldn't get leave.

Look, I can't explain right now.

I feel like I don't
know you at all.

You're being all
jealous and thingie.

This really isn't
a good time, Mon.

Me and Eric are just trying to
have a nice, relaxing time...

Just shut up about Eric.

Just tell the 'Hammersley' that the
mercenary staging camp is here.

Charlie 82, this is X-Ray 82.

Go ahead, X.

There's no sign of Buffer here.

The skipper reckons
they never saw him.

Uh, sir, the containers are
full of food and used tents.

Apparently it's humanitarian
aid bound for Samaru

but I don't think the skipper
knows very much at all.

Certainly doesn't know
the way to Samaru.

He's saying that
his orders were changed

after they loaded
the tents - over.

Where was that, X?
Yangoona Inlet.

That's an estuary
north of here.

And, sir, he says that the guys
who loaded the tents

had 'wog' accents.

There was definitely no weapons
or mercenaries on board?

No, sir. Hold for
a moment, please.

Sir, excuse me,

where did the guys
who loaded the tents go?

Um, back into the bush
or... on the yacht, maybe?

The yacht?

Yeah, turned up from somewhere.
Real flash, hey.

It was like, you could fit
an army on that boat.

Sir, he's saying there's
a yacht up the estuary too.

A big one.

Walsman.

They haven't been sent.
Thank goodness.

You know you're gonna fail,
don't you?

This coup thing
you're cooking up.

Other countries aren't just
gonna stand by and watch.

It'll be a done deal before
they have time to react.

But thanks for the opinion.

OK, break camp.
Gotta be out of here ASAP.

But we're not ready.

What about all our supplies?

This many is navy.
His mates will be looking for him.

But our plans!
We'll have to change.

You stay back.

Take him into the bush
somewhere and kill him.

But bury him.
I don't want him found.

You should have stayed
on your boat.

So are we going
after Walsman, sir?

Or do we go back to where the
barge put in - Yangoona Inlet?

Yeah, Buffer could
have jumped ashore.

If Walsman's got a couple
of dozen mercenaries aboard,

he'll be heading straight
for the Samaru Islands.

Sir, Monica Bartlett
just called through.

Who?
She's Buffer's girlfriend.

She called his mobile.
She spoke with him.

She couldn't hear him properly

but she thinks that
he said something

about a camp near an estuary.

Yangoona Inlet.
Yeah.

Buffer kept telling her to
call us like he was in trouble

and then the phone
just cut out.

Away the sea boats.
Let's find him.

Hey.

Stop it around here.

On your knees.

I hate to sweat.

You dig.

No.

Oh, you're going to
dig that hole.

NO!

Start digging.

DIG!

He could be 10m away in this
stuff and we'd never see him.

Hurry up.

What are you waiting for?

What are YOU waiting for?

I'm waiting for you
to dig the hole, eh?

Dig.

X, do you want to go further
upstream? Over.

The barge can't have gone up
much further than this.

It gets too shallow.

They must have landed
here somewhere.

We'll keep looking. Over.

Roger that.
Let's head further up, Rhino.

My name's Peter. What's yours?

Have you got a wife or girl
back wherever you're from?

No.

Busy bloke like you is not
gonna have time for a girl, eh?

What do you reckon?

Is it unreasonable
to be jealous of your girl

if she goes on holidays
with some other bloke?

I mean, what's a fair thing?

I'm always away.

She's got all this time to kill.

I don't know, maybe
if I met the bloke,

it might be different but...

Your girlfriend
is with another man?

And she says he's just a friend.

So what do you say?

Are you looking at
a sucker or what?

I think today is not your day.

Keep digging.

Hey, slow down, Rhino,
slow down.

There. Box.

X, I think we've got something.

Munitions box, ma'am.

Getting tired?

Keep digging.

I don't have time for this.
Grab the shovel and dig.

Here. I could make this
very quick for you.

Dig the hole.

Dig.

Single file. Stay quiet.

Move through.

Spider, you're with me.

ET, take the left.
Bomber, stay with X.

Where's Buffer?

It appears to be all clear, X.
They must have legged it.

Charlie 82, this is X-Ray 82.

Go ahead, X.
Sir, we've found the camp.

It's empty.
And Buffer?

He's not here, sir.

He must be on Walsman's boat.

Get back here and
we'll go after him.

Roger that.

Swain, head out.

Dig or die now.

Shoot me and dig it yourself.

This depth will do.

Arggh!

Arggh!

Put it down.

Put... put it down.

Put it down.

So Walsman was funding
the mercenaries.

In exchange for mining rights
on the Samaru Islands.

And who was in charge?

Balanbaan would say he is
but he's just a puppet.

Every order came
from Ray Walsman.

Including the one to kill you?

Especially that one.

You'll want to call
your girlfriend, I guess.

You're right, Mike.

The camp was a mercenary
staging post.

Intel out of Samaru's running
hot about an imminent coup

and this guy
Massita Balanbaan's name

just keeps coming up.

From what Buffer overheard,
he's just a puppet.

It's Ray Walsman
who's pulling the strings.

OK, look at this.

Walsman's yacht rendezvoused
with another vessel

just a few hours
after you saw him,

and for the next hour they just
transferred a lot of people,

a lot of crates.

Mercenaries and weapons.

The barge was probably
supposed to do the ferrying,

and when Buffer got in the way,

Walsman's had to make
the drop himself.

And your buffer,
did he pull up alright and that?

Yeah, I think he'll be fine.

Ooh.
Sorry.

Watch it, Spider.

I don't know, we could
possibly have dinner first

or something like that.

Yeah, but... I know, I know.

Why don't we get a pub meal?
We'll just get a steak.

I'll catch up.

You love the steak.

Hey, shore leave means you too,
you know?

Sort things out with Monica?

Who?

Can you feel it, X?

Worth being alive, isn't it?

Even on a bosun's pay?

Even on a bosun's pay.