Original subtitles

MIKE FLYNN [ON PA]: Do you hear there?

Captain speaking.

SITREP.

We're evacuating six Australian aid workers.

Intel reports insurgent groups are active in the area

and are terrorizing the local population

and foreigners alike.

All non-essential personnel proceeding on the upper decks

are to wear body armor.

I remind all personnel of our rules of engagement.

We are not to fire unless fired upon.

Speed and efficiency is the key here, team.

Let's get in, get our people, and get out.

Stand by to go alongside.

Upper deck sentries, take your position.

NIKKI: Starboard 30. Altering 025.

KATE MCGREGOR: Yes, understood.

Stand by for a moment, please.

Sir, locals are blocking their vehicle and some of them

are armed.

They'll have to find a way to push through.

We need them on that wharf in five minutes.

KATE MCGREGOR: Yes, sir.

[men shouting]

[horn honks]

[gunfire]

CHARGE: Bow thruster's showing high temp alarm, sir.

That's not what I need to be hearing as I'm about to put us

alongside, Charge.

Is it the thruster or the sensor?

My money's on the sensor, but, you know,

Bill Gates here probably have something to say about that.

All right.

Get someone down to the bow thruster compartment

and check that sensor personally.

Make it fast.

Nav, we're gonna talk about that.

That was supposed to be fixed. - Yes, sir.

Hello. Sir, I've lost them.

Do you want to keep trying?

Aah, bet they wish they'd listened

to their travel advisory.

KATE MCGREGOR: I can see them.

[men shouting]

Sir, they've made it.

Sir, thruster's online.

Roger.

[shell whistles]

That was a mortar.

Clear the upper decks!

KATE MCGREGOR: All personnel, clear

the upper decks at the rush.

Stand fast, cable party.

MIKE FLYNN: Nav, get us out of mortar range

but maintain visual contact.

[mortar fires, shell whistles]

Account for all the crew.

Give me a damage report.

Sir.

Get out of the car.

Move!

Move!

Move, get out!

Get out!

Get out of the car!

Move!

OK. It's all right.

It's all right.

OK.

Is it all right if I go and see if those guys are OK?

[theme music]

MIKE FLYNN: SAS are flying out from Townsville

for the extraction.

From Townsville's at least six hours away, sir.

I know.

How are we going locating that mortar?

This is roughly where the shells impacted.

They could have been fired from anywhere above the shoreline

in this area.

How much of that is guesswork?

NIKKI: Uh, 60/40.

If they fire again, I can be more accurate.

Anything, Spider.

Just lots of jungle, so far, sir.

BUFFER: They're volunteer aid workers.

Leave them alone.

RO: You know what they say about best intentions?

What

The road to hell is paved with them.

Shut up.

SPIDER: Contact.

Bearing 330, range 1,200 yards, sir.

Acquire target.

Typhoon aimer target.

Aimer target confirmed, sir.

[men shouting]

Take it easy. Really.

Come on, guys. There's no need for this.

We just want to get on the boat and get outta here.

So, come on.

Permission to fire typhoon, sir.

I just wanna give you something, all right?

I'll just give you my watch.

Just a little something to go along with.

All right?

Thanks very much, guys.

[non-english speech]

Sir!

Hold fire.

KATE MCGREGOR: We're within our rules of engagement, sir.

MIKE FLYNN: Can't exacerbate this situation any further,

X. Have the RHIBS prepped and ready to go.

You're gonna have to run the gauntlet of that mortar.

If it fires again, it'll be taken out.

NIKKI: Hands to boarding stations.

Hands to boarding stations.

Assume damage control state three conditions voyage.

Stand by to launch both RHIBS.

MAN [ON PA]: Away sea boat.

Away sea boat.

Stand by to launch port RHIB.

Away sea boat.

Away sea boat.

Stand by to launch port RHIB.

Personally, I would have blown that mortar into next week.

[non-english speech]

Put your weapon down.

Drop your weapon!

[men shouting]

OK, stop, stop!

We are the Australian Navy.

These are Australian citizens.

We will make way and you will let

us take them aboard our ship.

Lower your weapons.

Lower your weapons!

All right, put your weapons down.

Lower them. MAN: Don't let them go.

KATE MCGREGOR: Right, make way.

Do make way.

Make way.

Make way.

This island belongs to me, woman.

Go away.

OK, Buffer, we don't wanna provoke the situation.

Show him you mean him no harm.

[men shouting]

MAN: Don't let them go.

KATE MCGREGOR: All we want is our people, and we will go.

You make way.

Make way.

OK, let's move.

Let's move.

[men shouting] - Ray Walsman.

How do you do?

KATE MCGREGOR: I want you to form

into a tight group, gentlemen, and start moving forward.

We'll take you to the ship.

Start moving forward.

Keep the pace up.

Start moving forward.

Move as fast as you can towards the boat.

You buy us.

KATE MCGREGOR: We mean you no harm.

We go.

We go.

OK, get them moving, Swain.

We go.

[gunfire]

You don't belong here, Aussies.

This is is ours.

[gunfire]

Follow me, gentlemen.

I'll find you somewhere comfortable to relax.

KATE MCGREGOR: Mr. Walsman, uh, this

is our commanding officer of the Hammersley,

Lieutenant Commander Flynn.

Very glad to meet you, sir.

Oh, please, call me Mike.

Welcome aboard.

My friends and I would like to thank you

for getting us out of there.

It took some guts what you did up on that wharf.

Stood right up to them, your executive officer did.

So did you, from what I saw.

Oh, well, that's thanks to my years of boardroom brawling.

What kind of aid work are you gentlemen doing here,

if you don't mind me asking?

Businessmen, mostly.

And when we're not advising the government on economic reform,

we're fishing out their stocks of marlin.

It's a shame they don't realize you're here to help.

Yeah, well, most bad things of this country

come from somewhere else.

I can't blame them for being uncertain of our intentions.

We all here?

Swain.

Where's Swain?

Uh, he's--

Here, boss.

Sorry.

[knocks]

Anzac bickies, anyone?

Oh, thanks, Bomber.

Ah. they're still warm.

Fresh from the oven.

Smells been driving me crazy.

You know we have six extra guests for dinner?

Ah, yes, sir.

Tonight's a choice of a very nice red prawn

curry served on jasmine rice, or I've got

some spag bol for the plebs.

And what's the Chefo's recommendation?

Ah, that'd be spag bol for you, Buff.

[chuckling]

She's settling in all right?

Short fuse.

She won't I cook chips, boss.

No, that's gonna have to charge.

I like her chicken she did the other night.

It was a good one.

MIKE FLYNN: Anyway, well done today.

All departments.

It was a tough nut, and excellent outcome.

Make sure you pass that down the line.

Thanks, sir.

Sir.

Nav, you wanna talk to me about that bow thruster.

Yes, sir.

MIKE FLYNN: You let me down on that.

Techs was supposed to look at it on Tuesday.

I'm sorry, sir.

We lost power to the galley fridges.

And since we stood to lose all our perishables,

that took priority.

Keeping the beer cold took priority

over being able to accurately maneuver the ship?

Uh, sir, I signed off on it.

We're too far from home to be resupplied,

and I concur with the Nav that keeping the ship in meals

is probably more important.

We need to bolster.

Electronics I've spoken to NAVCOM

and persuaded them to give us an op relief.

That would be enormously helpful, sir.

Well, we'd pick him up tomorrow

when we drop our guests off on HMAS Melbourne.

I'm sure you'll put him to good use.

Yes, sir.

MIKE FLYNN: One last thing.

Canberra is in the process of formalizing

a peacekeeping arrangement with the Samaru government.

So, we can expect to be back here over the coming months!

Great!

That would be the Solomons all over again.

MAN ON PA: Hammersley, this is Melbourne.

Boat transfer, my port-side.

Over.

Thanks!

If you're ever by Truman Island, drop in for a drink!

Will do.

Excuse me, sir, I've ordered our other RHIB to be launched

to pick up our op relief.

Very good.

ET's tape being posted with us?

MIKE FLYNN: Good to have the old gang back together.

Wouldn't you say?

[UNCERTAINLY] Yep.

Let's go!

[guffaws] It's the creature from the deep!

Well, I heard you guys couldn't to do without me!

BUFFER: Yeah, right!

It's good to see you again, mate.

It's good to be here.

MIKE FLYNN: Welcome back, ET.

Thank you,sir.

KATE MCGREGOR: So, as you can see,

the bridge is much roomier.

It sure is.

We're not all on top of each other.

Oh, this-- this is the, uh-- the EOD.

The electro, uh--

Optical device.

EOD to you, mate.

Uh, thanks, Spide.

So, what's the deal?

You-- you-- you lock onto a subject and--

Slave the Typhoon to it, and then you track with it.

Right.

Can you get your little technical head

around that, man?

Charge!

They let you up here, too, do they?

Oh, yeah.

Condition was I cleaned up my jokes and my calendars.

[speaks indistinctly]

What is she wearing?

CHARGE: I don't know.

I believe it's called a bikini top.

Now, I thought I told you to confine her to your cabin.

I don't know how she got back up here, ma'am.

ET?

Sir.

MIKE FLYNN: The X has given you the cook's tour?

She has, sir.

This is a great boat.

Let's see if we can't make it greater.

Grab a pen and paper.

I've got a defect list for you as long as your arm.

Sir.

[clears throat] Na-- Nav, have you got a pen I could use?

[sighs]

Thank you. MIKE FLYNN: All right.

Let's go.

First up, the sensor unit for the bow thruster.

Problem seems to be the thermostat.

Hey.

Look, Nikki, you can't hide from me forever.

We've got nothing to talk about.

I think we do, Nikki.

You're gonna get us both kicked off the boat.

I'm sorry.

What are you doing here?

The Commander Marshall made the request himself.

He knew-- he knew I wanted a Cairns posting.

If I got picky about which one, he--

he'd get suspicious.

You could've come up with something.

But, I guess, your priorities aren't with me.

They're with the buffer and the swain.

You know that is not tr--

Couldn't stand to be away from your friends.

Nikki, that is not true.

I thought the idea of posting you off the boat

was so that we--

[sighs]

I've deleted your emails.

OK?

I suppose that we're gonna cancel

that trip to Fraser Island.

No, no.

We are not gonna cancel the trip.

We do everything that we've wanted to do.

We just-- Nikki, we just have to be discreet.

No one has to know.

No, you are deluded if you think

that we can have a relationship on a boat this size.

Even having this conversation could get us both kicked off.

You know what the crazy thing is?

We waited 10 times longer than it actually lasted.

KATE MCGREGOR [ON PA]: Commanding officer

requested, bridge.

What is it?

Robert?

Sir, we got a yacht on the VHF requesting assistance

in a search and rescue.

What is it, a man overboard?

Sort of.

My name's Mike Flynn.

I'm the captain of this ship.

MAN [ON RADIO]: Hello, Captain.

Our dog's missing.

We need your help.

What sort of dog is it?

Over?

MAN [ON RADIO]: He's a border collie.

Henry.

The kids put him in the dinghy off the back of the boat.

Thought they'd test his sea legs.

Over.

You guys aren't playing a joke on me, are you?

[laughing]

Do you know where he was cast adrift?

Over.

MAN [ON RADIO]: About five nautical miles east of Gardiner

Island, around 11:30.

The kids are pretty upset.

It would be great if you could help.

Over.

Well, we'll keep an eye out, but, can't promise anything,

though.

Australian warship out.

No job too big or too small.

All right, let's make a course for Gardiner Island,

then swing south with the current.

Yes, sir.

See if we can find Henry.

Aah.

What's up, RO?

Sir, we've got a $50 million warship,

and we're out searching for a dog?

Yeah.

Perhaps, you'd like to inform NAVCOM, X?

Search and rescue exercise, perhaps, sir.

SAR, X, very good.

Oh, come on, RO.

Imagine the look on those kids' faces

when they get their dog back.

What?

Stiff and sun-burnt?

That's if it's not already shark meat.

I'll have your half-empty mug, if you've finished with it.

Everyone, you're on notice.

You bring you dirty mugs down to the galley

when you finished with them.

Otherwise, next time, you can be drinking out of cardboard.

Consider yourselves told.

Bomber, the dog's chances are not very healthy.

That's funny, Ro, because I don't

remember asking your opinion.

Well, I'm just being realistic.

Bomber's cut up about the dog.

You like dogs, do you, Bomber?

Yeah, I like dogs.

I reckon you'd be a cat person.

Hate cats.

Definitely not a dog person, are you.

I don't think much of dogs, either.

I don't think you think much of anything, RO.

Yeah.

Real killjoy, isn't he? - Spider--

Get out of my way.

Move.

- The dog-- - What?

What's that supposed to mean?

The dog-- [makes throat-slitting noise]

dead?

What?

No.

Then what's-- [makes throat-slitting noise]

supposed to mean?

Right. Get out of my galley.

Go. Move.

The day you outrank me, you can tell me what to do.

What is your emotional attachment to the dog?

I'm not emotionally attached to the dog, RO.

It doesn't look that way to me.

I had a dog once, that's all.

What happened to it?

Nothing.

[ding]

KATE MCGREGOR [ON PA]: Hands to boarding stations.

Hands to boarding stations.

Assume damage control state three.

Condition voyage.

Foreign fishing vessel on my port now.

This is Australian warship Hammersley.

Stop or heave to.

I intend to board you.

NIKKI [ON PA]: This is Australian warship.

Stop for heave to.

I intend to board you.

Pass the warning again, Nav.

NIKKI [ON PA]: This is Australian warship.

Stop or heave to.

I intend to board you.

Depth five meters, shoaling.

We're running out of water here.

NIKKI [ON PA]: Depth four meters, shoaling.

Dammit.

Carry on the boarding party.

Australian Navy, sir.

Step back.

Step back, sir!

Sir.

Come up.

Up.

Come on, sir, please.

Follow me, sir.

Forward.

Come in, sir.

Stop there.

You, too, sir. Hurry up.

Forward.

Forward.

Stop there.

Vessel secured, boss.

Where are you from?

Do any of you speak English?

Uh, little.

Where are you from?

We're from Taiwan.

Originally, what-- what nationality are you?

Oh, Hungary.

All three of you?

Yes.

You, from Taiwan?

You failed to comply with our request to stop the boats.

Do you realize that you are in Australian waters?

Australia.

You know where you are, sir.

You have GPS and maps.

Australia [laughs]

Why are you here?

Fish.

We on holiday.

Traveling, you know, uh, through Asia.

In Taiwan.

[whispering]

Backpack adventure holiday.

We take job on, uh, boat.

[laughs] Big adventure than we thought.

You not such good fisherman.

[laughing]

[laughs] ET?

There is nothing in the hold.

This engine is shot.

There's oil everywhere.

We're gonna need Charge.

MIKE FLYNN: Hey, Charge.

Sir.

How'd you like chance to get your hands dirty?

Done.

Take the RHIB.

See what you can do about that engine.

Done.

Be a nice change not to have Bill

Gates looking over my shoulder and telling me what to do.

Hey, Charge.

Charge.

Sir.

Get over it.

Over it.

X, leave Spider on the FFV with Charge

while he's fixing the engine.

You and the rest of the boarding party return to me.

Over.

KATE MCGREGOR [ON RADIO]: Roger that, boss.

I like your watch.

Bali rip-offs.

CHARGE: Yeah.

Well, uh, I guess you'd know.

Charge.

It's a genuine Fauxlex.

Hey.

I ever tell you about that time in Singapore

with the spider monkey?

Pretty clever for a monkey, too, 'cause this one

could play the accordion.

Uh, where do you think you're going?

I need to use the WC.

SPIDER: Yeah, you'll have to WC over the side.

Eh--

No, you can't go back there.

No.

Over the side.

OK.

Have it your way.

I'd cross my legs if I was you.

It's gonna be a long wait.

You right up there?

You want me to come up?

Nah, it's all good.

So, you're in Singapore.

There's a spider monkey.

She's cute.

You're a long way from home and there's alcohol involved.

Yes, very funny, Spider.

The next thing I know, I wake up in my rack.

And we're underway, and Singapore's

a long way behind us and I've got hangover

like you would not believe.

Ugh!

Playing a tiny accordion.

[pants] Spider?

Spider.

Spide?

Spide.

Ugh!

Ugh!

[coughing] Spide.

Spider!

Spide.

Alert the ship.

I'll follow them.

Keep them in visual contact.

Charlie 82, this is Sierra 82.

We need urgent assistance.

The crew have escaped.

They've got their own RHIB.

KATE MCGREGOR [ON RADIO]: Charlie 82, this is X-ray 82.

We're approaching the FFV.

Over.

Where did they go?

They had another RHIB!

They just came out of nowhere!

KATE MCGREGOR: How many?

Just one in the boat, ma'am.

Were they armed?

No, no.

Not that I saw.

Where's your weapon?

I don't know.

Ma'am, I-- I don't know what that's about.

KATE MCGREGOR: OK, Spider, get in the boat.

Head inland.

[groaning faintly]

KATE MCGREGOR: Any sign of Charge?

Here they are!

Go, go, go, go, go!

Stay on them.

Spider, stand below with the Steyr.

Take aim.

KATE MCGREGOR: Get in as close as you can!

Get along the port side.

Halfy, the port side!

KATE MCGREGOR: Heave to!

Heave to!

Heave to!

Cut them off, Half.

Cut them off!

Where's Charge?

Pull up alongside them, Halfy.

As close as you can!

Buffer, forward my order.

There!

It's Charge.

Turn back!

There.

Oh.

Charge?

KATE MCGREGOR: Swain, Bomber, get in there when you can.

Charge, you OK, mate?

You right?

Get some pressure on those wounds!

Mate, are you OK?

You're gonna be OK, mate.

Hey, Swain, get him back to the ship now.

SWAIN: Yes, ma'am.

KATE MCGREGOR: Charlie 82, this is X-ray 82.

Be advised we've located Charge's RHIB.

He has sustained injuries requiring

urgent medical assistance.

Swain is on board and they are en route to Hammersley.

Over.

MIKE FLYNN [ON RADIO]: Copy that, X.

Let's turn around and get after them.

Let's go.

Got him, Swainy?

Yep.

Get him up.

And down.

All right.

Let's get him inside quick.

OK, lift on three.

One, two, three, lift!

Now, let's go, let's go, let's go!

OK.

All right.

Look, he's lost a lot of blood.

Can you get an IV of Hartmann's solution ready, please?

Ah, Nav, can you help me with this, please.

Has anyone organized Fleet Medical?

Yes.

They're standing by to talk with you.

SWAIN: Thank you.

I need you to keep pressure on these wounds.

Can you just hold that down there?

- Argghhh! - Hey, hey.

It's all right, mate. It's all right.

[groans]

[coughs] Spider.

SWAIN: Spider's fine, mate. Spider's fine.

You probably saved his back.

He's passed out.

RO [ON PA]: Wardroom, Fleet Medical on the line.

Patching through now.

Uh, sir, this is the ship's swain,

overseeing care of the patient.

I have a 41-year-old male, uh, multiple puncture wounds

to the abdominal area.

Uh, six-- six in total.

His pupils are equal and reactive, sir.

Yeah, we're just waiting on a BP now.

90 over 50.

90 over 50, sir.

OK.

Can we start the Hartmann's solution?

We need to open it wider.

Er, we've got to give his heart something to pump.

Scissors?

Yeah.

Once he's stabilized, we'll transfer him to HMAS Melbourne.

SWAIN: Yes, sir.

Do everything you can.

And we'll find the guys who did this.

Will do, sir.

You, in? - Yup.

SWAIN: OK.

Opening it up.

MIKE FLYNN: X, the radar's useless in those mangroves.

It's up to you.

Over.

KATE MCGREGOR [ON RADIO]: Don't worry, boss.

We'll find them.

Kill the engine.

[silence, birds squawking]

You hear that?

It's over there.

They must be somewhere in here.

Let's move in further.

[engine starts]

Just go easy, go easy.

Another?

Yeah.

His pulse is thready, sir.

What he needs is blood.

Yes, sir, he's AB negative.

Yeah, I know, sir.

I'll get back to you.

Sir, I, uh, I need someone with AB negative blood.

I don't have a chance to get down the records, sir.

Can you please ask?

Anyone AB negative?

Me, Boss.

Permission to leave the bridge?

Run.

I'm AB negative.

BOMBER: What?

Quick, here.

We haven't met.

I'm the new chefo, Bomber Brown.

Yeah, nice to meet you, Bomber.

Hey.

We'll need to know about any communicable diseases

you might have.

Why?

I need to know you're not going

to leave Charge with AIDS, or hep C, or some other.

No, I don't have any of that, Swain.

Are you an IV drug user?

Dru-- no.

All right, just go like this.

Do you engage in unsafe sexual practices?

Mate, I've gotta ask.

I've been living like a monk, Swain.

All right.

OK.

Here we go.

SWAIN: We don't have time to bag it.

It's going in direct.

That's it.

I wanna know what he's got.

He's lucky you're here, mate.

MAN [ON RADIO]: Warship Hammersley,

this is warship Melbourne.

Your sea boat is clear to make their approach

to my port side to conduct transfer of injured personnel.

Over.

Charge is away, sir.

Very good.

Can I swap, RO?

Yeah, sure.

SITREP, X. Over.

KATE MCGREGOR [ON RADIO]: We're tracking 300, about, uh, 1,000

yards west of the main river.

We believe the Zodiac is north-west

of our current position.

Over.

If the Zodiac is north-west of them, that places it here.

Up here, the river mouth forks west and east.

West is inland, east is back out towards the river

mouth and open water.

Bring up the roads in this area.

Um, the nearest is 65 clicks away.

There could be dirt tracks, but They're not marked.

Well, if they do have support, it's not inland.

It's too remote.

Contact, here.

Marking contact.

Apparently, there's blood in those veins, ET.

Aye, sir.

Good work.

Bring up that contact on the EOD, bearing 355,

range seven miles.

Aye, sir.

Got him.

That's gotta be the support vessel.

X, 500 meters upriver of your position.

The river branches east and west.

I advise you proceed east.

I say again, proceed east.

They must be making for open water

to RV with the mother ship.

Over.

Roger that, sir.

Increase the full, Nav.

I want us between the cruiser and that river mouth.

NIKKI: Aye, sir.

Revolutions, 2000.

Revolutions, 2000.

X!

I order you heave to or we will fire on you!

Drop your weapons.

Ease it back.

Captain, X. Weapons sighted.

Repeat, weapons sighted.

Captain, copy.

Proceed with caution, X. Over.

ETA to intercept, Nav?

Eight minutes, sir.

The cruiser is approaching the river mouth.

Bearing 220, estimated speed, 30 knots.

What depth are they operating in?

Two to three meters.

We can't get in that close.

[gunfire]

BUFFER: Get down!

We're under fire.

Repeat, under fire!

X-ray 82, stand down immediately.

I say again.

Stand down immediately and return to Hammersley now.

Over.

KATE MCGREGOR: Roger, boss.

BUFFER: We almost had them, X.

KATE MCGREGOR: I know, Buff.

What's the word on Charge?

Uh, he's being transferred off Melbourne in a Seahawk,

and medivaced to Cairns Hospital.

Straight to surgery.

You know, just before it happened,

he's telling me a story about a spider monkey.

Yeah, when he was in Singapore on the Swan.

You guys heard it?

That was a good story, that one.

Yeah, Charges has always got crazy stories like that.

He didn't get to finish this one.

You, guys, wanna tell me how it finished?

He'll tell you when he gets back.

Yep.

I hope it's a happy ending.

[knocks]

Come in.

How's Charge?

Still in surgery.

Air Force have been tasked to assist the Feds

in searching for the cruiser.

They've been fairly exhaustive, I'm told.

Er, that's my report.

OK.

Thanks.

You left two armed personnel to guard a crew of fishermen.

Standard operating procedure last I looked.

You didn't do anything wrong.

These, uh, men, they were different,

and I should have realized that.

I'm sorry.

Damn.

Here.

Goddammit.

Kate, we were caught short this time.

It won't happen again.

They were military.

They were trained.

Just want to know who they were, what they were doing here.

The interpreter may be able to get

some information out of the FFV skipper when we hand him over.

I doubt it.

Some days of diamonds, eh.

[laughs] Yeah.

Broadening his skill base, Bomber?

That's good.

Passing through the search area.

I thought maybe--

Henry, the dog?

Yeah.

Of course.

There's been no news on Charge, yet.

[laughs] Contact, bearing 015, range four miles.

Where?

There.

It's feint.

Run the EOD on it.

Hmm?

Oh.

[gasps] Aw!

Oh, told ya!

All right.

Let's let that family know we found their dog.

I'll give you the honor, RO.

Thanks, boss.

[chuckles]

Baby!

Ooh!

RO: Sir, hospital on the sat phone.

[barking]

MIKE FLYNN: Yeah.

OK.

Thanks for the call.

Do you hear there.

Captain speaking.

MIKE FLYNN [ON PA]: I have some news.

Charge's surgery.

He was operated on last night at Cairns Hospital.

Apparently, there were some complications,

and he required some more surgery early this morning.

The second surgery was a success.

He's currently in intensive care,

in a serious, but stable condition.

And his doctor expects him to make a full recovery.

That's all.

[clapping]

[crew cheering]

Can't kill the Charge.

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