All language subtitles for Sea Patrol S05E12

(TENSE MUSIC)

DUTCHY: Looks like they've been
hit by automatic weapons fire.

No sign of life, X.

2DADS: Two bodies, ma'am.

XO: 2Dads, you make sure
you're getting all of this.

Aye, aye, X.

MAN: Here, yep.

There's two more in here, X.

Alright.

Sir, we've got
four dead on board

all with multiple
bullet wounds - over.

MIKE ON RADIO: Roger that, X.

CHARGE: You right, X?
Yeah... yeah.

(RETCHES, COUGHS)

DUTCHY: X, found some
survivors in here.

I'm a medic.
I'm here to help.

No! No!
I'm here to help you all.

XO: We are the Australian Navy.

We mean you no harm.
No!

SWAIN: Sir, this is medical
equipment. You need help.

No!
You need help. It's OK.

Can you tell us
who did this to you?

You did this!
What is he talking about?

What are you talking about?
Australian Navy did this.

No...
Murderers!

(THEME MUSIC)

MAXINE: We're now 99% certain
who attacked your FFV.

The 'Sassy' -

operated by a private
security company, GD Security,

owned by this man,
Garth Davidson.

Now, he is ex-SAS.

His company's been active
in the Middle East.

He has a reputation
for shooting first

and asking questions later.

Mercenaries.

And they wear
military-style uniforms

not too dissimilar to our DPNUs.

Now, Garth Davidson
lodged a report

that his vessel had
been attacked by pirates

only hours before
you intercepted the FFV.

These were fishermen,

impossible to mistake
for anything else.

Well, given his position

and prevailing currents,
it still fits.

Couldn't it be that pirates

attacked both Davidson
and the FFV?

Possible, but highly unlikely.

The surviving
fishermen were able

to give a detailed
description of the vessel.

It matches
the GD Security vessel.

Then it's cold-blooded murder.

Feds are very keen
to speak with Mr Davidson.

This is where 'Hammersley' comes in.

According to AUSREP, they're
in Australian waters tomorrow.

You are to intercept
and escort them back to port.

And if they resist?
(PHONE RINGS)

Use appropriate force
and get them back to port.

Will do.
Good luck.

NAVCOM, Commander White.

Even at night,
you would be hard-pressed

to mistake
that FFV for pirates.

These mercenaries
think they're above the law.

They're in for a shock.

Mike.

That was Stuart's doctor.

How is he?
He's not good.

His condition's deteriorated.
He's asking to see Ryan.

Have you heard from him?

I've left messages on his phone,
I've called all his friends. Nothing.

He's still AWOL.

Look, I'm... sorry.

It's OK. I'll ask around again.

Thank you.

You wanted to see me, sir?

Yes, Bird. Come in.

I know we've been through
this before, but have you heard

anything from Ryan
since he left the boat?

No, sir.

No calls?
Nothing on Facebook? Twitter?

No. He cleared out his room
while we were at sea.

Yeah, I know.

You can't think of anyone else
he would try to contact?

No. I'm sorry, sir.

He's in big trouble, isn't he?

If you hear anything,
just let me know.

Yes, sir.
Thanks, Bird.

Sir, it's the MV 'Sassy'.

Have we hailed them?
No, not yet, sir.

MV 'Sassy', this is Australian
warship 'Hammersley'.

You are to stop or heave to.

We intend to board you

in accordance with
Australian maritime law.

MAN ON RADIO: Morning, Navy.
Always a pleasure.

Looking forward
to seeing you. Over.

Sounds friendly enough.

So does my dentist.

Full Kevlar, X.
Don't take any chances.

XO: Yes, sir.

Hands to boarding stations.
Right, let's go.

Hands to boarding stations.
Damage control state 3.

I'm Lieutenant McGregor,
Australian Navy, sir.

Garth Davidson. How can
we help you, Lieutenant?

We've been ordered to
escort this vessel to Cairns

where you'll be interviewed by
the Australian Federal Police.

That's our destination
anyway, Lieutenant.

Dutchy, check below
and get the crew up on deck.

Roger. 2Dads, Bird.

Mr Davidson, we came
to the aid of a fishing vessel

which we believe you
fired upon four nights ago.

The pirates?
They were unarmed fishermen.

I beg to differ, Lieutenant.

They were pirates.
They fired on us first.

When they saw you, they must
have dumped their weapons.

Why didn't you stop
and render assistance

after you shot
the hell out of them?

One of them had an RPG.

A fisherman with
a rocket-propelled grenade?

Really?
That's correct.

We returned fire,
as was our right,

then got the hell out of there.

That's what's happened.

That's what I'll be telling
the Federal Police.

There's enough weapons stored
below to supply a small army.

We have the necessary paperwork
for all our arms and ammunitions.

That's good because
I'd like to see it.

Also, X, they have a passenger.
Take your hands off me!

I have diplomatic immunity.

Mr Tagobe is our client.

Diplomatic immunity?!

XO: Mr Tagobe's passport
looks genuine, sir.

Of course it's genuine,
you stupid woman.

Hey, back off.
Diplomatic immunity.

We're all friends here,
right, Lieutenant?

OK, X, I'll check
it out with NAVCOM.

Could be a spook, sir.

They do a pretty
good job on passports.

In the meantime,
impound their weapons.

They won't be needing
them under escort.

Will do, sir.

Mr Davidson,

we're going to need you to
surrender your weapons, sir.

Not a problem, Lieutenant.

Have all the arms
brought up on deck.

Dutchy, make sure they don't
overlook anything, will you?

Yes, ma'am.
Whatever happened to trust?

DUTCHY: Bird, come below.

Are you alright?
You're looking a little peaky.

Don't worry about me,
Mr Davids... (VOMITS)

SWAIN: X, X?
Whoa, whoa, whoa. You alright?

I'm fine.

DUTCHY: Stay alert.
Don't miss anything.

OK, 2Dads,
you take the forward cabins.

Bird, you check aft.
I'll take the lower decks.

(TENSE MUSIC)

It's OK, it's OK.

What are you doing here?
Keep your voice down.

I got a job with GD Security.

No way.

I'm in training.

Ryan, what about the FFV?
You killed innocent people.

I wasn't here for that, OK?
I boarded afterwards.

And they weren't innocent.
They were pirates.

They deserve what they got.

You honestly believe that?
Yes!

These are good guys.

But listen, Bird.
You can't tell anyone I'm here.

The CO's been asking about you,
if I've heard from you.

He's got it in for me.

No, he doesn't, Ryan.
You're AWOL.

I'm not. I lodged
my discharge papers.

I'm out of the navy.

What?

Listen, I'll...

...I'll give you a call
when we get back to port

and we'll catch up,

but please, Bird, just don't
tell anyone I'm here.

2DADS: Bird?
Someone's coming.

Please, please.

All done?

Bird?
Yeah, uh, all done.

SWAIN: Have you eaten
anything strange lately?

Any exotic foods?
Some uncooked chicken or...

No, just Bird's cooking.

Are any of the other crew sick?

Uh, no-one's seen me.

I was gonna go
and see the quack onshore,

but I didn't get a chance -
we were crash-sailed.

It's still a good idea
if it hasn't cleared up

by the time we get back.

Anyway, take those
for the nausea.

Mm-hm, thanks.

X.
Mm?

There is one other thing that
would match those symptoms.

Pregnancy.

I wouldn't be doing my job
if I didn't mention it.

I know, but I'm...

Look, it's...
it's a simple test.

At least we could
rule it out as a possibility.

OK.

But I'm not.

Oh! Sorry, ma'am. My fault.
Sorry, RO.

As you were.

WHITE ON PHONE:
Garth Davidson and his crew

have been cleared
in the FFV incident.

Maxine, they killed
innocent fishermen.

I don't like it
any more than you do, Mike.

If I never see Garth Davidson
again, it'll be too soon.

Then I'm sorry to tell you
you've been assigned

to escort his vessel
to international waters

once Minister Tagobe
has completed his business.

And exactly
what is his business?

He's transporting
a fortune in diamonds.

Diamonds?

Our government is sympathetic,

but - thank you - we have
reservations about the timing

and don't want
to get too involved

in case it all
goes pear-shaped.

OK.

So once the 'Sassy'
reaches international waters,

you will return their weapons
and then they are on their own.

Roger.

If our intel's right,
they may well need them.

Max, we still
haven't found Ryan.

Has there been any
update on Stuart?

Maxine? Are you there?

I went to see him.

He's, uh... drifting in and out.

All they can do now is just
try and keep him comfortable.

So he doesn't have long?

No.

OK, let's just hope Ryan
turns up before he passes away.

(KNOCK AT DOOR)
Yep.

Have you got a second, ma'am?
Uh, yeah.

Uh, you missed lunch, ma'am.

I can fix you something
if you like.

Oh, no, no, no.
I'm... I'm fine. Ta.

Is that all?

No, ma'am.

I saw Ryan.

He was on the
GD Security vessel.

What?
He's with GD Security, ma'am.

He begged me
not to tell anyone.

Well, we need to tell the CO.

MIKE: I'm at their
training centre now.

XO: Have you told
Commander White

that he's joining GD Security?

No, I wanted to make
absolutely sure he was here first.

Bird might have put
the wind up him.

Good luck.
Thanks.

Let's go.

(MOBILE PHONE RINGS)

Hang on. I better take this.

Maxine.

OK. I see.

Thanks for letting
me know. 'Bye.

Bad news?

(GRUNTS)

DAVIDSON: Yes, gentlemen?

I'm Commander Mike Flynn,
HMAS 'Hammersley'.

Garth Davison. Thanks
for the escort, Commander.

How can I help you?

You have Ryan White on your
crew. I need to speak to him.

Jones, get White,
on the double.

MAN: Yes, sir.

He told me the navy
wasn't really for him.

He's showing real promise.

He's just a kid.

You turkeys normally
recruit experience.

You looking for a job?
Not a chance.

You tough guys are
getting too greedy.

We've decided to train a few
recruits from the ground up.

We've got high hopes
for young Ryan.

Ah, here he is.

Ryan. Visitors.

I'll leave you to it.

Ryan...
I've lodged my discharge papers.

You can't touch me.
Your mother's worried sick.

Then you can tell her I'm OK.
Mate...

I'm not leaving.

Listen to me. It's about Stuart.

What? He punch you out
again for banging Mum?

Stuart died a short time ago.

I was hoping to take you
to see him, but... I'm sorry.

Is that all?
I gotta get back to it.

No, that's not all!

This mission
you're about to go on,

it's regarded as high-risk.

RYAN: That's what
I'm training for.

This is my career now,
my family.

You're fooling yourself, Ryan.
Well, you would say that.

As for your discharge papers,

I would've thought you knew
how slowly the wheels turn.

They haven't been finalised yet

and until they are,
you are technically AWOL.

No way.
DUTCHY: He's right.

I can have Swain or the navy
police take you into custody.

You do that, you'll never
see me again.

That's a promise.

MIKE: He said that they
were his family now.

You should be talking to Maxine
about all of this, not me.

I'm sorry. I know.

I...

Swain said that
you've been unwell.

Yeah, I've been sick
for a couple of days.

Well, why didn't you
say something?

Well, I did... to Swain.

Right. Do you need
to take sick leave?

No, no, I've got some
medication for the nausea.

I'll try to get in to see
the base doctor this afternoon.

But I'll be OK.

Are you sure?
Yeah.

You go talk to Maxine.

(KNOCK AT DOOR)

Yeah.
Excuse me, sir.

GD Security have brought
forward their departure time

as a security measure.

To when?
Just over an hour.

Prepare to crash-sail.

Hey, isn't that Ryan?

Yes.

What's he doing out there?

He's working for GD Security.

2DADS: You're kidding!
No.

What do you want to do?

Nothing. We do our job.

Return their weapons, make sure
they check the inventory

and sign for everything.

Aye, aye, sir. Where's the X?

Stomach bug.

Swain, I need you
to do something for me.

You got it? Yes, sir.

Robert. Excuse...
Ma'am.

Sorry that you're
not feeling well.

Thanks.

Are you... are you
feeling any better?

Um, I usually feel a bit
better after I throw up.

So I'm feeling a bit better.

(PEOPLE SPEAK INDISTINCTLY
IN THE DISTANCE)

Listen, I know it's
none of my business,

but if you want
someone to talk to...

No, it is none
of your business

and I do hope you have
enough respect for me

not to go spreading
any rumours on board.

I wouldn't do that, ma'am.
I never would.

Robert, I'm sorry. I know.
I know that you wouldn't.

I'm...

(INDISTINCT ANNOUNCEMENT
ON P.A.)

Have the boarding
party already left?

Yeah.
Oh.

Uh... ma'am.

That's the last of them.

You sure you boys
don't wanna come along?

We'd be happy for
'Hammersley's company.

You're on your own, hot shot.

Alright, let's go.

Uh, just hang on
a minute, Dutchy.

Sir, you have a Ryan White
aboard this vessel, yes?

We do.
OK.

I need to speak
with him, please.

RO, get me NAVCOM on the sat
phone, Commander White's office.

RO: Yes, sir.

Sir, there he is.

RO: Uh, yes,
I've got Commander Flynn.

Ryan White.
Swain.

You're under arrest for being

absent without leave from
the Royal Australian Navy.

I'm to escort you back
to HMAS 'Hammersley'...

No, wait. What?
Hang on a second, mate.

Grab your kit, please.
Sit down, son.

Ryan, don't make me
ask you twice.

I don't want to have
to take you out in cuffs.

Maxine, I've found Ryan.
He's on the GD Security vessel.

He's what?
He signed up with GD Security.

Oh, God.
No, it's OK.

Swain's over there now.

We're bringing him
back to 'Hammersley'.

Willingly?
What?

Is he coming
with you willingly?

Uh, no, but his discharge papers
haven't been finalised so...

They came through this morning.
He's no longer in the navy.

Yes, but...

You can't legally
force him off that boat.

I'm not going.

Every crew member on this boat
has a crucial role to play.

CO ON RADIO: Swain, Captain.

Excuse me. Yes, sir.

I've got Ryan with me now.
We're on our way shortly.

Let him go, Swain.

SWAIN: Excuse me, sir?
MIKE: Let him go.

I've just found out

he's officially
no longer in the navy.

Over.

Yes, sir.

X, you have the ship.

I have the ship, sir.

DAVIDSON ON RADIO:
Mayday, mayday, mayday.

This is the MV 'Sassy'.
We're under attack by pirates.

RO: MV 'Sassy',
this is HMAS 'Hammersley'.

What's your position? Over.
'Hammersley', we need help.

We've taken a direct hit
to our steering

and we've got
a fire below deck.

What is your position? Repeat -
give us your position. Over.

We're at latitude 9.89...

(STATIC ON RADIO)

Gonna have to extrapolate
from where we last saw them.

Keep trying, RO.

MV 'Sassy', this is
HMAS 'Hammersley'.

Are you receiving? Over.

(STATIC)

XO: Sir.

Sir?

Without more
precise coordinates,

we could be looking
at a search area

of around 200 square miles.

RO, contact all shipping
in the area, put out an alert.

Sir, I'm picking up
a transmission from RCC.

A commercial plane
spotted debris in the water.

Coordinates?
Yeah, it's coming through now.

Debris in the water.
Green 4-5. 500 metres.

There are bodies, sir.

Dutchy, with me.

DUTCHY: Recovered
four bodies so far, sir.

Two GD Security,
two unidentified.

They could be the pirates.
No sign of Ryan.

MIKE: We've got the diplomat,
Tagobe. What about Davidson?

DUTCHY OVER RADIO:
No sign of him either.

So much for
diplomatic immunity.

I'm sorry.

I need to call his mother.

MIKE OVER PHONE:
I'm sorry, Maxine.

It doesn't look good.

(SNIFFS)

(HANGS UP PHONE)

(FOOTSTEPS)

Captain has the ship.

X, plot a course to Maroku.

Maroku?
MIKE: Yes.

We're making a goodwill visit.

You can buy or sell anything
there, especially diamonds.

Sir.

Goodwill?

There's goodwill
and there's goodwill.

Steer 1-8-0.

MAN: Steer 1-8-0.

MAN: Course 1-8-0.

We'll anchor below the horizon.
I'll lead the shore party.

X, you'll have the ship.

Maroku has a busy harbour

and back from that,
the main trading district.

We'll split into two teams.

Are we going in armed, sir?
No.

First step is to find
any traders

who specialise in
precious metals and stones.

And then what, sir?

We try and get a lead
on the pirates or the diamonds.

Then we'll regroup,
consider our options.

Change into your civvies.
Assemble on the boat deck in 10.

MEN: Aye, sir.

Sir, I...

X, we need to act quickly before
they offload their goods and disappear.

Now, I have no idea
how you must be feeling...

He was my son.

I have to bring them
to account, Kate. I have to.

The phones are working
so keep in touch.

If you see anything
suspicious, call.

And remember these
people are dangerous,

so no single-handed heroics.

Dutch, you're with me.

What have you got?

The table on the far
side of the bar.

SWAIN: Guy in the blue
African shirt.

One of the traders
pointed him out

when we mentioned diamonds.

What exactly did he say?

Well, we're not
really sure, sir.

We had a pretty big
language barrier.

Sir, I got a snap of him
without him noticing.

It's not the best quality
but you could recognise him.

I've uploaded it to RO.

He's running it through
as many databases as he can.

OK, good. So we wait.

Sir, can I ask a question?

Sure.

If this guy does lead us to the
pirates, what's our next move?

I mean, we're unarmed. We're
supposedly on a goodwill visit.

These guys took out Davidson

and his whole team
of ex-SAS heavyweights.

It does seem
a little lopsided, sir.

Let's just wait and see
where he leads us.

XO: Sir, RO's
cleaned up the images

so they're good enough
for face recognition

and he's on the DFAT
database right now.

DFAT? How did you manage that?

XO: I put in a call to
Commander White

and she authorised
the necessary clearances...

Dutchy.

MIKE: OK, good. Let me know
the minute you have anything.

Sir.

(MEN SPEAK INAUDIBLY)

He's still alive.

How do you want to play this?

Wait here.

Commander, good to see you.

Where's my son?
Who?

Ryan White.

Your son? Commander,
I'm terribly sorry.

Where is he?

As far as I can establish,

I'm the only one
who survived the attack.

I saw Ryan take
a hit. I'm sorry.

Oh. What happened?

I mean, you were well-armed.
You were on alert.

They came at us
with overwhelming force -

five boats, RPGs,
automatic weapons.

Then how did you get away?
Sheer good luck.

I was thrown into the water
before our fuel tanks blew.

It was dark.
I swam for my life.

Luckily, I was picked up
by a fishing boat.

You expect me to believe this?
It's the truth.

I'm trying to put
together a team

to recover our consignment.

Then who's...

Who were you meeting with?

A local contact.

OK.

I'm truly sorry
for your loss, Mike.

We're here to offer
our assistance.

How?

I have a 270-tonne warship
sitting off the coast.

You're out of your
jurisdiction, Mike.

You got no authority.
What about you?

Oh, I can act outside
the system. You can't.

The truth is you'd be more
of a hindrance and you know it.

So go home. I'll make sure
they get what they deserve.

Alright. Maybe you're right.

Just promise me you will
get these bastards.

If it's the last thing I do.
You take care.

Want me to tail him, boss?

He'll be expecting that.

Where's 2Dads?
He's tailing the other guy.

He took off like a rabbit.

(PHONE RINGS)

Sir, we have a match.

The man in the photograph,
his name is Jamil Sahid.

He is a Sierra Leone national

and he's made a fortune
in blood diamonds.

His present whereabouts
is unknown.

Any prior connection
with pirate activity,

specifically in this region?

Um, no. Not that
we can make out.

So hardly a local contact.

Keep digging.
XO: Will do.

Davidson has the diamonds.

What? So he escaped from
the pirates with the goods?

Or maybe there
never were any pirates.

DUTCHY OVER PHONE: 2Dads?

Dutchy. Yeah,
I'm at the harbour.

Our guy's just boarded a yacht.

The way the crew's treating him,
it looks like he owns it too.

DUTCHY: OK, stay there.
We're on our way.

Roger.

No, thanks.

Coming up on three hours, sir.
Thanks, Swain.

Swain. There he is.

Got him?

Yes, sir.

MIKE: No prizes for guessing
what's in the case.

He's offloading the diamonds
to the dealer, Sahid.

Ryan?

There's Ryan. Wait here.
CHARGE: Where?

Sir?

Ryan!

Did our CO just do a runner?

DUTCHY OVER PHONE:
Charge, I can't find him.

Has he come back
your way or called in?

Negative.

Casting off.
Yeah.

Sahid's about to get underway.

DUTCHY: Has Davidson left the boat?
CHARGE: Nah.

He's hitching a ride.
DUTCHY: I'll keep looking.

You contact 'Hammersley' and
let them know what's happened.

Yeah.

(SHOUTS) Ryan!

(CROWD YELLS)
Ryan!

Sorry.

But what do you mean
you have lost the CO, Charge?

Well, he just left.
He said he saw Ryan.

Well, did he?

I don't know.

Charge, did he
or did he not see Ryan?

I don't know, X.
No-one else did.

Look, I don't understand
what is going on over there,

but we will track Sahid
for as long as we can.

But without a full crew
we can't follow him.

Understood.

Ryan. Wait, Ryan! Ryan!

Please. Please.

(PHONE RINGS)
Yeah?

Dutchy, give me a SITREP.

Oh, there's still
no sign of him, X.

Keep looking. Keep looking.

Roger.

Don't...
Shhh.

Please don't hurt.
Where did you get this?

I...

Where did you get this?

OK, I don't want to hurt you.

I don't want to hurt you.
What's your name?

Your name? Your name?

Jesus.

OK. OK, Jesus.

Where did you get this?
I no... I no steal. I find.

This is my son's. My son's.

I need... You have to tell me
where you found it.

Please. I mean you no harm.
I need to find my son.

Ma'am, if it maintains
its present speed and course

contact will be off
our screen in six minutes.

Thanks, Bird.

(DOOR OPENS)

Ryan.

I'm sorry.

It's OK.

Well, luckily the bullet
missed your femoral artery

otherwise you wouldn't be here.

He has lost a lot
of blood, though.

Can you tell me what happened?

It was early. I was on watch.

We rendezvoused
with another boat.

Davidson was on the bridge.
He said it was our backup crew.

Ah!
Just try and keep still, mate.

Sorry.

It all happened so fast.

They came alongside and
I saw the bodies under a tarp,

about six fishermen, all dead.

There's our pirates.

Then Davidson
and his senior boys

opened fire on the rest of us.

We were unarmed.
It was a massacre.

How did you get away?

Sorry.

I dived in the water.
That's when I got shot.

I almost blacked out
but I knew if I did I'd drown.

Right. He needs
to get some rest, sir.

They dragged Mr Tagobe...
MIKE: The diplomat?

...onto the deck, and he was
begging for his life...

...and Garth shot him.

You saw Garth shoot him?
Davidson shot Tagobe?

Yeah. Then they threw
his body overboard.

He wanted him to be found!

Then they blew up the boat...

...and I clung
to a piece of wreckage.

The next thing I knew
it was light

and I was picked up
by this little fishing boat.

It was Jesus and his family.

They didn't find
any other survivors.

They took care of me.

They saved my life.

Did you see the name
of the other boat?

No. It was dark.

Do you remember anything else?

The last thing Davidson said.

It doesn't make any sense, but.
What?

It sounded like 'flaws'.

Flaws?

Diamonds have flaws.
Sometimes they're flawless.

It might have been 'flawless'.
I don't know.

I was concentrating
on staying alive.

OK.

MIKE: Get some rest.

I know.

I'm an idiot.

Well, Commander White
must be relieved.

You have no idea.

She also had an explanation
why Davidson was prepared

to throw everything away
for the diamonds.

A video has just been spotted
on the net of him and his team

executing innocent civilians
in Iraq six months ago.

Maxine thinks he might
have known it was coming.

So a good time
for him to disappear

before he could
be held to account.

With enough money
to bankroll his future.

Any luck on Sahid's boat?

No, I'm afraid not.

We're still heading along
its last known course

but there is nothing on screen.

OK.

Sir, didn't Ryan mention

that Davidson had
a second boat and accomplices?

He did, but Davidson
got on Sahid's boat alone.

I'm thinking he's
decided not to share.

Yeah. Killed his own men.

Davidson's methodical.

He'd have an exit strategy

and a new identity
organised from the start.

OK, so if he can get himself
to an airport, onto a plane,

he'll be gone for good.

Flores.

Not 'flaws'. Not 'flawless'. 'Flores'. Here.

Ryan overheard Davidson mention it.
That's where he's heading.

Flores Island.
XO: Are you sure?

No, but it's worth a shot.

The main town has a deepwater
port and an airfield

and it's small enough to bluff
your way through security.

(TYPES)

(BEEPING)

XO: Sir, we have a contact.

Bearing 1-0-9. Range
eight nautical miles.

XO: Approaching Flores Island.

I have a visual, sir.

MIKE: That's them. Let's board.

XO: Hands to boarding stations.
Hands to boarding stations.

Assume damage control state 3.
Condition Voyage.

X, how are you feeling?

Yeah, I'm better now.

Are you sure? You're looking
a little off-colour.

As a matter of fact, I still
do feel a little unwell, sir.

But not too unwell?

No, not too unwell.

In that case you have the ship.

I have the ship.

Tear gas. Tear gas.
Roger.

Hold off. Hold off.

Deploy. Deploy. Deploy.

(2DADS COUGHS)

You. Outside now.

Back on the...
(GUNFIRE)

2DADS: Who's shooting?
MIKE: On the ground.

It came from below decks.
MIKE: Find Davidson.

Follow me.

Port clear. Port clear.
Stay there.

Get Davidson out here.

Starboard clear.

Stand there, Davidson.

Commander, I am unarmed.

Leave your hands
where I can see them.

We are in international waters,
Mike. This is an act of piracy.

Where's Sahid,
the diamond dealer?

In his cabin. He panicked
when he saw you coming.

The fool took the coward's
way out and shot himself.

You're under arrest.

Come and get me.

2DADS: Hey!
The boss has got it.

(DAVIDSON GROANS)

(MIKE GROANS)

(GROANS)

Turn around. Sit.
(SIGHS)

It's over, Davidson.
Not by a long shot, Commander.

It's all over the internet,

you and your men
shooting those Iraqis.

There's a public outcry.
It wasn't me.

Picture quality sucks. How
do you know it's not a fake?

All I have to do
is plant reasonable doubt.

No way the UN's gonna want
to believe it.

There's no doubt about what you
did to steal these diamonds.

You think so, do you?

I recovered them
from the pirates,

I was delivering them
to their rightful owner.

In my version of events, I'm a hero,
Flynn, not a bloody criminal.

Is that right?

Sahid could've told you that
if he hadn't killed himself.

Funny that. So now there's
no witnesses. Just you, right?

That's right. I'm the only one
who knows the truth.

You remember my son?

Aren't you going?
With your family?

I thought I'd give
them some space.

I'll meet them at the hospital.

Feeling better?

Yeah, I'm better.

Good.

You know there was a rumour
going around the crew

that you were pregnant?

What do you expect?

I can tell you
categorically that I'm not.

Just out of interest,
how would you feel if I was?