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[music playing]

ET.

Sir.

Enjoying yourself, X?

Driving a patrol boat is very different to frigate.

[chuckles] Yeah, different as, like a V8 and a school bus.

You're a westie petrolhead, Nav.

It's much more direct.

Direct, intuitive.

The more you do it, the more you'll enjoy it.

Sir, do you have any idea why we're

inserting two federal police onto Bright Island?

Of course, I've asked the question, X.

And of course, they're choosing not to answer.

Sir, if we're heading to Bright Island.

Are you happy with this course, X?

I am.

X, I think we need to come left.

Why?

I'm steering 320.

Bright Island bears 310.

Roger, Port 20.

Steer 310.

Port 20, steer 310, ma'am.

[ship groans]

What the hell was that?

What's going on?

Captain has the ship.

Full astern, both engines.

Full astern, both engines.

Both engines full astern, sir.

Very good.

Check depth, Nav.

Depth, according to the echo sounder, is 15 meters.

That ties in with the charted depth.

Anything on radar?

Nothing.

Nothing.

So we've hit the Invisible Man.

Stop both engines.

Stop both engines.

Both engines stopped, sir.

Very good.

We need to take a look.

Whatever it is, it shouldn't be there.

ET, suit up.

Yes, sir.

[theme music]

The gunner is there because?

In case of sharks.

Oh, I wouldn't concern yourself, ma'am.

No self-respecting shark would eat him

But if one just smacked on him a lilttle,

might do the women of the world a favor.

[beeping]

Bridge, Coxswain.

We have a high-frequency tracking signal close by.

A moment ago, it wasn't there.

Now it's booming in.

Take the con, Nav.

X, with me.

Comcen reports a sudden high-frequency signal.

What have we got there?

Looks like some sort of transponder unit.

Pretty high quality stuff.

Do you want it onboard, sir?

High-quality transponder gear in the middle of nowhere.

Sounds dodgy to me.

Leave it there, ET.

Come back aboard.

Whatever that thing's doing there,

it's worth a heap of money to someone

Ah, Mike, when you report this--

Federal police will be kept informed.

Sir, we came across a buoy equipped

with a transponder unit.

It's very expensive, very sophisticated.

And this buoy?

MIKE [ON PHONE]: It's moored to a heavy object

in 15 meters of water.

Given at the sophistication of the equipment,

we could be looking at something illegal.

The senior federal agent on board

has requested his people be informed.

All right.

I'll liaise with the federal police,

see if it rings any bells for them.

Also Customs so Coastwatch can keep an eye.

Roger.

In the meantime?

Your priority is to continue on the Birght Island

to insert the federal agents there.

MIKE [ON PHONE]: Aye, sir.

I'll keep you posted.

Nav, mark the buoy's position on radar.

It's already marked, sir.

Just once I'd like to get him ahead of you.

[chuckles] In your dreams, sir.

Then set course for Bright island at 18 knots.

Aye, sir.

Half ahead both engines.

Revolution 720.

Steer 270.

JOSH: Half ahead both engines.

Revolution 720.

Steer--

Why didn't we just haul up whatever it is and take a look?

Given the gear, it's going to be dodgy.

What does that suggest to you?

Oh, rendezvous for people smugglers,

drugs, other contraband?

Some sort of intelligence stake-out?

Yeah.

I wouldn't get too James Bond here.

The smart money's got to be on drugs.

So?

So to make a charge, stand up in court,

we have to catch him in possession.

If we mess with the evidence, some defense lawyer

will claim we planted it.

And if we're on top of it when they come for it--

We'll scare them off.

I just love to know what's down there.

So why are we dropping the feds off on Bright Island?

It's got to do with the marine biologists that died, isn't it?

So you think she was murdered.

Wouldn't surprise me.

Bright Island.

I didn't say that.

You know, it could be anything, chemical reaction.

Bollocks.

It's a suspicious death.

Well, maybe the ghosts got her.

ANDY: You can laugh all you like.

The fact the feds are involved means foul play for sure.

BILLY: It's probably some kind of poison, eh, Charge?

Yeah, just like in theses muffins.

Nah, they're good.

As good as my mum's, Chefo.

You're lucky to have any, with a skipper

who stops engines without asking permission of the chef.

The new X running ito something on the high seas.

Aw.

Might have known.

Woman driver.

[laughs]

Don't let the presence of a woman driver stop you, fellas.

Uh, we were just discussing my girlfriend,

X. She pranged the car.

I believe every word you say, Chefo.

I smell coffee.

Excuse me.

Let me guess.

Chefo was complaining about stopping

the ship without warning him.

I appear to have become a figure of fun

to the ship's company, sir.

23 people on a ship this size funs one of the things

that smooths off the edges.

It's humiliating.

Kate.

Please don't call me that, sir.

X, you can't get everything perfect first time around.

And you think I don't know that?

NIKKI: We have Bright Island visual.

We'd better get down to the quarterdeck.

Going ashore?

I thought I might stretch my legs, yeah.

Away seabot, away seaboat.

[music playing]

Could I ask you what you're doing here, Dr. Morrell?

Please, it's Ursula.

I'm continuing my colleague's research.

Lisa Holmes' research?

Yes, she died.

She couldn't finish her work.

I feel I have an obligation.

And you, Commander Flynn, what are you doing here?

Giving these guys a lift.

My colleague, Alicia Turnball, Dr. Ursula Morrell.

Hi.

What brings the federal police to Bright Island?

Well, we're looking to discover what might

have killed your colleague.

So do you have any theories?

Well, the autopsy revealed that Lisa

Holmes died from poison, but that's all we know so far.

We're treating it as a suspicious death.

You staying overnight?

I can offer you some meager hospitality.

Afraid not.

Just the chauffeur.

Pity.

Perhaps some other time.

Sir, NAVCOM would like a word on a sat phone ASAP.

[upbeat music]

Roger, sir.

Thank you.

NAVCOM tells us there's been big shipments of cocaine

coming into Australia via northern waters

over the past few months.

No one's been able to nail the source.

And I think that buoy we stumbled on

could be important, part of a tracking system perhaps.

Amzing what straying off course can achieve.

Could mark the exchange point.

Big ship coming in from overseas drops off a shipment of cocaine

at the buoy, a smaller ship from Australia picks it up,

ferries it in.

And that way they bypass Customs.

So now we've dropped our federal friends off

of Bright Island?

We're the nearest vessel.

Set course for the mark buoy, 16 knots.

NIKKI: On our way.

[upbeat music]

Sir.

A lot of coincidence going on back there at Bright Island.

Lisa Holmes dies, the feds get involved,

Dr. Morrell checks the island out.

What she said was she was there continuing

her colleague's work.

Well, that's what she said.

What are you saying about it?

She strikes me as the sort of woman who relates better to men

than to other women.

That's a crime now?

She looks for the alpha male, and she concentrates on him.

And everyone else is invisible.

I'm the alpha male?

[chuckles] Oh, and don't you know it.

Look, I'm sorry she got up your nose, X,

but I'm not responsible for the way

Ursula treats her sisterhood.

Sir, I've got a stationary vessel on right out within

the 10-mile radius of the buoy.

Could be a fishing boat, but keep it marked.

Hang on, here's another one.

This one's a fast-moving contact heading straight for the buoy.

How long before it gets there?

At her rate of approach, I'd say 20, 25 minutes.

And it's going to get whatever it is on the seabed.

MARSHALL [ON PHONE]: For the moment,

hold your position below the horizon.

NAVCOM will put the Federal Police

and Customs in the picture.

Aye, sir.

Set and drift us towards the buoy at 1 and 1/2 knots,

but I'll make sure we don't drift too close.

Very good, Nav.

Don't want to show them our masts

and scare them off at this stage.

Where are they?

Still on course.

Still on course.

Still-- hang on, they've turned away.

What?

Double check.

Our position wasn't compromised?

Absolutely not.

RO, have there been any transmissions

from Hammersley that could have been intercepted

by the target vessel?

Nothing, sir.

Right.

I've seen this on their radars.

They're more sophisticated than I thought.

OK.

If they don't wait it, we'll take a look.

Nav, steer close to the buoy.

Increase 20 knots.

Aye, sir.

Half ahead, both engines.

Revolution 720.

Steer at 120.

JOSH: Half ahead, both engines.

Revolution 720.

Steer 120.

[tense music]

We did have orders from NAVCOM to hold back.

It was you who wanted to take a look.

Yeah, nevertheless--

The situation's changed, X. We're doing it.

Ready when you are X.

Look but don't touch.

Find out what you can.

Cast off, 40 knots.

Stand by.

Carry on the sea, boys.

[music playing]

Diver standing by.

KATE: Are you all set?

All clear to dive.

[music playing]

What drew you to patrol boats, Buffer?

I've served aboard big ships, ma'am.

Dry boats suit me better--

less formal, tighter team.

I love them both.

Surprised?

No, horses for courses, I guess.

You're not a horse for this course?

This being the Navy, I go where I'm sent

and I learn to like it.

[music playing]

[beeping]

Put me aboard.

Get in, go.

Come on.

- You all right? - Yeah.

Fine.

But ET was still in the water when the bomb went off.

Yeah, I'm fine.

I'm OK.

Hey, name, how many fingers.

Josh Holiday.

It's three fingers.

ET--

Buffer, get ET to his rack.

I'm fine.

I thought I was [inaudible].

You could have been killed.

Couldn't kill this one with a [inaudible] bomb, ma'am.

Come on, man.

It just felt like a booby trap, sir.

Instinct said to get the hell out of it.

Any idea what set it off?

Did you touch anything?

Did you yank the cable?

No, but there was a wire running alongside it

all the way to the bottom.

Now, it had to have been set off by remote control device.

So they meant to kill us.

Well, they were destroying evidence.

In any case, we're going after them.

Who?

The vessel that was on approach and then veered away,

that's who.

Nav, plot a course based on their last known heading.

Yes, sir.

I want these mangles.

[music playing]

Looks like you could use something hot.

I suppose.

All good, sir?

Yeah.

- Still kept my fingers intact. - Good [inaudible].

Thanks, man.

It's funny, you know, down there.

[inaudible] think of [inaudible],,

never get to see our kid.

You'll see us all there.

How is the [inaudible]?

24 weeks.

You wouldn't credit this, but the other night I saw her,

I had my hand on Sal's tummy.

And I swear I could feel something moving.

I mean, I know it's only early--

That's great, Swain.

I've got things to do, mate.

You know, if you actually look at the ultrasound carefully--

I've got to prep the food.

Cheers.

That's pretty awesome though, definitely.

Oh.

[music playing]

They're moving fast in these conditions, sir.

Are we holding them?

Since they turned away from the buoy,

we've been gaining slightly.

But it could take some hours.

At this rate, we'll be on top of them by first light.

Any other warships in the vicinity?

No, sir.

OK, execute get the team fed and watered.

[inaudible] all this boat, we'll be boarding.

Yes, sir.

Hey, Romeo.

[inaudible] bar last night.

How'd it go?

Gentlemen don't kiss and tell, Schaeffer.

That's [inaudible] inspired of you, no woman's safe.

I [inaudible] right.

I'm serious.

The XO, the nerve, you can take bets on it.

Anyone gambling on the ship's going to be on charge.

That is [inaudible].

Hey, bro.

I need to send an email to the missus.

Certainly.

Yours is scheduled email time is--

830 hours tomorrow.

Rob, she's pregnant.

The doctors are talking pre-eclampsia.

So I need to know how she is.

That's very commendable but it's 830 hours tomorrow.

What's good, Schaeffer?

Hey, don't turn your back on me.

I was talking to you.

Practicing on our combat, fellas?

It's a bad place for it.

What's the problem?

No problem here.

It's just a misunderstanding about when Swain

can and can't send emails home.

Is what I just saw happen a one-off,

or something I need to manage?

Just a misunderstanding, X.

Your shipmate came very close to never sending

another email again today.

So how about letting him send one now?

Certainly, ma'am.

ET?

Whoops.

Oh, sorry.

That's all right.

As your divisional officer, I need to know if you're OK.

Yeah, I'm fine.

A bit sore around the feet and ankles.

Apart from that, I'm fit for duty, ma'am.

Good.

Because that was a close call, all right?

Oh, you know me, I live for that sort of stuff.

Well, just as long as you don't die for it.

Well, the new X did well.

She reacted fast, Now, if I wasn't for her and Buffer,

I wouldn't be standing here in one piece.

So as far as the boys are concerned,

I think that makes up hating the boy.

Were they giving her [inaudible]??

Yeah, and she heard them.

Oh, poor them.

Yes.

Excuse me, Nav.

Morning watch coming up.

Tell them I wasn't here.

Also, um, bottom line then, you're OK?

Looks like he's doing just fine, ma'am.

ET?

No gambling on the ship.

Leave her alone.

[ringing]

Oh, thank you very much, ma'am.

Oh, what is in that?

Oh, sorry.

Must've given you mine.

Navigator brew-- four clicks of coffee, four clicks of sugar.

Guaranteed to keep the dead awake.

Darrell [inaudible] in from NavCom.

Oh, [inaudible]?

That's probably bad news.

Sure the CO will be thrilled when you wake him.

I reckon he's going to get in trouble

for checking out that pointer.

Not a mind reader, spider.

But if gambling wasn't against regulations,

that's what my money would be on.

[beeping]

Oh, hang on.

Target vessel is slowing down.

[music playing]

Target's slowing right down.

We're closing.

Have you got a visual yet?

Yes, sir.

Is that them?

Yes, sir, that's the vessel that turned away from the buoy.

No one on deck.

Bring us in nice and slowly, Nav.

And call boarding stations.

Hands to boarding station, hands to boarding station.

Presume damage control stage three conditions [inaudible]..

Softly, softly, as we go, Nav.

NavCom have requested the pleasure of my company

when we get back to base.

Are we in trouble?

Thanks for the [inaudible].

No, I am.

But I've been there before.

OK, team.

There's no one visible on deck.

So we'll be taking them by surprise.

They've shown themselves willing to kill people.

So if anyone has to get hurt out there, make sure it isn't us.

I'd like to join the boarding [inaudible]..

You and me both, ET.

But this is going to be done by the book.

And the book doesn't allow COs or potentially concussed

sailors to indulge themselves.

Stand down.

Stay sharp, team.

Let's go.

[music playing]

Sir, sir, step down.

Move forward.

Sit down.

Sit down.

Is there anyone else on board this vessel?

No.

[inaudible]?

Lieutenant McGregor, Australian warship Hammersley.

Your name, sir?

Sir?

Julian Wiseman.

And you?

Glenn Hawkes, [inaudible].

We've been tasked under the Customs Act

to search vessels in this area.

Proceed.

Would you mind telling me what you're doing here?

Recreational diving.

Why?

I've come [inaudible] from further

intel from the federal police regarding these drug smugglers.

Have they [inaudible] source?

They're hoping we'll be able to help with that.

It's not the first time they've seen this sort of thing.

Exploding buoys.

I think we've stumbled upon a drug ring they've

been chasing for some time.

They're ruthless.

They've killed before.

Friends of ours borrowed this boat.

Whatever that is, it isn't ours.

The recreational diving trip is over, gentlemen.

You and Mr. Hawkes will be taken back to base.

You have no right.

You nearly killed two of my people.

I'd say I have every right.

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

Your drug stash was booby trapped and remotely detonated.

What?

I don't know anything about that, I swear.

Somebody does.

And they didn't think twice about it.

And if you'd have done that pick-up, you'd be dead by now.

Charlie II, this is X [inaudible] two over.

MAN: This is Charlie II [inaudible]..

KATE: We've found a quantity of drugs on board.

Recommend escorting vessel back to base.

[inaudible]

OK, OK , OK.

This is X Ray II.

Negative, I repeat, negative.

Captain of the vessel just tried to use his radio.

What was that all about?

I've got to take my brother, Stuart, OK?

He's on his way to make another pick-up for the same guys.

X Ray II, there's another vessel out there.

I'll clarify then report.

Out.

OK, so you and your brother, you're

both couriers for another boat?

Yeah, look, now I've got to do something.

Surely they're not going to kill their own courier.

Well now they know the Navy is slipping around.

They're going to want to stop you getting

your hands on the evidence.

Where?

I need a position.

You just got to make sure you stop

Stuart making that pick-up.

Position, Mr. Wiseman, now.

WOMAN: Confirmed those coordinates

with the second boy.

Stuart Wiseman expecting to arrive at that position

within the hour.

ETA to that position, Nav?

One hour, 40 minutes, sir.

Comms and bridge, call that frequency again, yeah?

Stuart Wiseman, this is Australian warship.

Do not make your pick-up.

I say again, do not make your pick-up.

It is booby-trapped.

Over.

Every five minutes, Rob.

Sir, we're an hour and 40 away from the second buoy.

Unable to make radio contact with the second drug courier

vessel.

What's the situation with the first one?

Lieutenant McGregor is leading a steaming party, sir,

and driving that boat back to base with both suspects aboard.

OK, well you keep me informed this time, Mike,

and I really mean it.

You keep me informed.

Wipe that smile off your face.

Rob, call him again.

It's not five minutes yet, sir.

Try them again.

I want him in jail, not dead.

Stuart Wiseman, this is Australian warship.

Do not make your pick-up.

I repeat, do not make your pick-up.

It's booby trapped.

Over.

I never signed off on this, booby traps,

people getting killed.

You just said come and do a dive.

Cool it, will you, Hawky?

Just so you know, none of this comes down to me, none of it.

ROB: Still no response to that frequency, sir.

I'll take it up here, Rob.

Stuart Wiseman, this is Australian warship,

trying to reach you on a matter of life and death--

your life and death.

If you're hearing this and don't wish to respond,

at least don't make the pick-up.

It'll kill you.

Over.

We have a high speed contact heading for the second buoy.

It's got to be Stuart Wiseman.

He doesn't believe us?

Or he hasn't got his radio on.

Either way, he's in a lot of trouble.

Rob, he's heading for the buoy.

Keep trying to contact him.

ROB: Yes, sir.

Stuart Wiseman, this is the Australian warship.

Do not make your pick-up.

I say again, do not make your pick-up.

It is booby trapped.

Please respond, over.

He probably thinks this is a trap.

KATE: Why?

Because he thinks everything's a trap.

Sometimes he turns his radio off.

Why would he do that?

Because he's paranoid.

I should have never got him involved.

It was you that got him into it?

Money was good.

It was after tourist season.

A gig's a gig, right?

You're in deep, deep trouble.

And your best way out is for you to start naming the people who

got you into this.

No way.

They're not your friends.

Yeah?

Well, I sure as hell don't want them as enemies.

Our shipmates are out there busting

a gut to save your brother.

And when they succeed, my advice is for you

to help the feds put them away.

They would've killed you--

collateral damage.

You owe them nothing.

Stuart Wiseman, this is Australian warship.

Do not make your pick-up.

I say again, do not make your pick-up.

It is booby trapped.

Please respond.

Over.

Target vessel has now closed on the buoy.

Our ETA?

25 minutes.

Target vessel is now stationary.

We know the booby trap that went off

was remotely activated.

Had to be, sir.

And if it wasn't Julian who triggered it,

then there must have been someone else,

someone who saw us arrive on their radar

and pressed the button.

That would be my guess, sir, yeah.

We have a stationary contact seven nautical miles south

of the buoy.

There was a similar stationary contact with the last buoy.

I took it to be a fishing boat.

Do you think this stationary contact--

Could be the drug bosses who detonated the booby trap.

Mark their position, let we know the second they move.

Aye, sir.

Rob, try that frequency again.

Stuart Wiseman, this is Australian warship.

Do not make your pick-up.

I say again, do not make your pick-up.

It is booby trapped.

Please respond.

Over.

Boss, the speed boat's vanished.

It was there one second, now it's

disappeared off the screen.

Radar malfunction?

No, it's just gone.

[music playing]

Boss?

We're sure this is where the second buoy was?

This is the position that's given.

The radar showed the vessel leaving to here.

Yeah.

That's it then.

Yeah.

I wouldn't feel too bad about it.

When it comes down to them or you, I'd rather it was them.

Hey, what's that?

MAN: Man in the water.

Must be Wiseman.

Let's get there now.

Roger, X?

[inaudible].

Julian, I'm sorry.

It's not good.

Stuart?

The bomb went off before Hammersley got there.

[screams]

I'm sorry, Julian, I'm really, really sorry.

I gave you the buoy's position.

You said you'd save him.

Yeah, and we tried.

We really tried.

You didn't try hard enough, did you?

[sounds of a struggle]

Get down.

Spider, behind you.

Don't even think about it, Hawky.

Not in the mood.

Get down.

KATE: Right.

That's you boys until we get back to base.

Get up.

Move to the back of the boat.

Move.

Roger, sir.

ETA back to base four and a half hours, top.

What now?

You're going to help put these people in jail.

Because I'm so grateful for what you've done?

They were prepared to kill both of you

as collateral damage.

Don't you want to see them punished?

I can't make any promises.

But if you're prepared to give evidence against them,

you might be able to cut a deal.

No one was supposed to get hurt.

Someone always gets hurt.

Oh, yeah?

What would you know?

Nice middle class chicks like you

are born with a silver spoon in your mouth?

Really?

Yeah.

What?

I've got a brother.

Or I had a brother.

He got involved in the drug scene,

came to me asking me for money.

I told him to get lost.

It was tough love, I thought.

Anyway, they found him in his car, dead with a needle

still in his arm.

Now, let's get started.

Want to give me some names?

Do a deal, mate.

I sure as hell don't want to rot in prison.

Start writing.

So the result your [inaudible] is three small

time drug smugglers captured.

So far, sir.

But we haven't finished the job.

We're still in pursuit of the animals

that triggered those bombs.

Right.

And what's the situation there?

We're between them in international waters.

They're on our radar and they're history.

MAN: All right, keep me posted.

Contact still moving north.

Let's spoil their day.

Hands to boarding station, hands to boarding station,

assume damage control stage three condition Yankee.

That would be the drug bosses.

Hey, Buff?

Give them hell, mate.

Get your gear on.

You're entitled to this one.

I'd like to include Swain and ET in the boarding party, sir.

Did they come to you about this?

No, they didn't, sir.

The men on board of that cruiser tried to kill them.

I'd like to give him the satisfaction

of being in it at the end.

Unless you think there might be a breach of discipline, sir?

No, Buffer, no, I don't think that.

They're shipmates.

Listen up, team.

These people are killers.

We're going fast from behind so they won't know we're coming.

Watch your backs.

Carry on the sea boat.

Stay there.

Do not move.

Schaeffer, Swain, ET, stay.

Who is the master of this vessel?

Who is the master of this vessel?

Step forward.

I thought you'd like to meet the men you tried to kill.

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

You can't let them touch us.

Can I?

He tried to kill him.

No.

They won't touch you.

In the Navy, that's what we call discipline.

Well done, guys.

Federal police have asked me to pass on their congratulations

for capturing the heads of this drug syndicate.

[inaudible] to serve.

It was a pleasure.

[inaudible]

They seemed pretty keen to get them into custody, sir.

Lifting them out in the chopper.

I think they didn't trust us.

Wouldn't take it too personally, Buff.

They seem to prefer to play things

close to their own chests.

Nevertheless, great work today.

Thank you, sir.

MAN: Customs have already found a traffic-able quantity

of drugs, explosives, and radio gear used

to set off the explosive charges,

enough to both the bosses away.

And the AFP are very pleased with the names

that Lieutenant McGregor radioed through.

Looks like they're going to shut down the entire operation.

Good officer.

She'll make a good Co one day.

Still has some things to learn, of course.

Well that's why the brass in Canberra posted it to you.

I thought it might be to teach me a few things.

Well, maybe somebody who thought you could

use a bit of system management.

And Lieutenant McGregor could use a bit of pirate.

I see.

Nothing personal, Mike.

But if you want to dabble in those gray areas,

I'd be surprised if Canberra sends

you a bit of black and white.

Stewie, Stewie, hey, you said he was dead.

No, I said the bomb went off before the Hammersley got

there.

But you lied to me.

You drew your own conclusion.

Remember what I said about the feds.

Give them what they need and maybe you'll survive that way.

Good luck.

Let's go Spider.

I mean, how cool is that?

I fully thought the dude's brother was dead as well.

She was very, very convincing.

So that's how she got him to give up the drug bosses.

Yeah, but it was cooler than that.

I mean, like when he went for her,

she fully did this combat action stuff,

and just got him down, handcuffed him straight away.

It was amazing.

Sounds like the X has a fan.

No, she just could have saved our lives, that's all.

It's all right, Spider.

I remember my first crush too.

I don't like her, Schaeffer.

It's only natural.

She's a woman.

And you'll be a man one day.

Schaeffer, I don't like her.

That's not what the evidence points to, Spi.

You suck.

Hey Spi?

What?

You did well out there.

Thanks.

You suck

That sounds great.

I'll see you then.

X, about today, well done.

It was pretty straightforward, sir.

That's not how Spider tells it.

He came through.

He was like, don't even think about it.

I don't know where he got that from.

Playing football.

Oh, so it's a guy thing.

Yeah.

And he's under the impression that you're a wonder woman.

You didn't already know that?

You know, he'd do well in big ships.

And I think in his own interest.

We should recommend him for a transfer.

You want to steal my crew now?

What is it about you and big ships?

They're where the action is.

You want to see more action than you did today?

I meant career-wise.

So you're just egging to go back?

The career path I've chosen requires time as a warfare

officer aboard a frigate.

I thought you understood that.

You were sent here to learn.

And you've started well.

Apart from running into things.

That could have happened to anyone.

You?

Well, no.

But anyone else.

The brass have posted you here for good reasons.

Don't let them or me down by having only focus

on the next step up the ladder.

Sir.

Oh, and Spider said something about your brother.

Brother?

The one who died, I'm sorry.

I didn't know.

He's mistaken.

I never had a brother.

Oh.

Must have got it wrong.

I take it you won't be joining us at the pub?

Not tonight.

Good night, sir.

Night, X.

Hi.

Hi.

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