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[beeping]

[stirring]

[INTERCOM ANNOUNCEMENT IN THE BACKGROUND]

[beeping]

Hey, Bomber, what's for lunch?

Fish.

And chips?

And salad.

How come you never cook chips?

[stirring]

Saving you from cholesterol.

Yeah, but chips goes with fish, just like tomato

sauce goes with meat pies.

Just like fat goes with a heart attack?

Yeah, but there's fat in the fish, and the batter--

[egg cracking]

--and those burgers you cooked yesterday.

So, uh-- [egg cracking]

--what's your problem with chips?

[WHISPERING] Food snob.

Are you a food snob?

Or-- or-- or the big question, Bomber.

Did you have a bad experience with a chip in your past?

[loud thud]

[LAUGHING] Whoa!

[laughter] [beep]

[LAUGHING] You broke the record!

RO: 38 seconds.

[laughter]

You set me up?

You had four minutes and 22 seconds remaining.

They gave me five minutes for you to throw something.

Hey, I'm good.

Bomber by name, Bomber by nature.

What's going on?

Uh, Bomber was just teaching Spider how to juggle eggs.

That the gash, is it, Bomber?

Yes, Buffer.

Good.

Since you guys like throwing stuff at each other so much,

we'll have that up on deck now.

Drill in two minutes.

SPIDER: Yes, Buff.

[PHONE RINGING IN THE BACKGROUND]

CREW MEMBER 2: --Buff.

[door closing]

[snorts]

[buckets rattling]

OK.

This exercise is designed to hone

the skills of the boarding party when

faced with a non-compliant FFV.

Swaino, Bomber, RO, you're my fishermen.

You'll be onboard the FFV.

As the boarding party approaches,

you defend yourselves with this.

You are to offer passive resistance only, OK?

No weapons and no violence.

If the XO or myself call out your name, you're out.

This is an exercise only, OK?

So don't get carried away.

Any questions?

Yeah, Buff.

Have I got time to get some rubber gloves?

I don't want to touch that.

No, you don't.

Buff, can I go to the toilet?

Let's go.

That's softer than the stuff they normally throw at us.

XO [ON RADIO]: XO to Buffer, boarding party on approach.

[upbeat music playing]

Roger that.

Fishermen, standby.

XO [ON RADIO]: OK, Buffer.

Here we come.

BOMBER: All right, let's get them.

Right-o, in your own time.

[splashing]

BOMBER: Let's get them, hit them hard.

BUFFER: Get out of here, Navy.

ET: Put your poles up, sir.

Put your poles up!

BOMBER: Get away, Navy!

[interposing voices]

Spider, this is for you!

Put the poles-- [splat]

Ah!

You're out!

[interposing voices]

Yeah, you're out, ET.

You're out! [interposing yells]

You're out.

OK, pull your poles in.

MAN: Poles are coming in.

Get that pole in, Bomber.

Back off, Navy!

Come on, get that pole in.

Flaring!

We're going in.

Boarding!

Move.

Step back.

Ma'am, put down the weapon.

I mean it, ma'am.

Put the weapon down.

Now, step away from the cauliflower.

It's a broccoli, you idiot.

Turn around, please.

Put your hands behind your back, ma'am.

Bet you wouldn't have dropped it if it was a chip.

Bomb, look, there's a chip on your shoulder.

Chippy, chip, chip, chip.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

Swaino!

Ugh!

Righto, exercise is over!

You, in the RHIB, now!

[theme music]

Bomber.

What did I say?

No contact, no violence.

What the hell were you thinking?

If Swaino and I hadn't grabbed him, he'd have gone overboard

and you'd be up on disciplinary charges.

I'm really sorry.

But it was just a push.

Sometimes, I have a bit of a short fuse.

I don't care how you dress it up,

you've got a serious problem with your temper.

Yes, Buffer.

[exhales]

What did he say to you?

Spider, that made you go him?

Nothing.

I'll be discussing this incident with the Swain and XO

before I decide whether to lay charges.

What?

Buffer, I'll do anything--

If I had my way, you'd be off this boat right now!

There is no room on boats for people with a short fuse.

You're a liability.

I'm so sorry.

It won't happen again.

No, it won't.

I suppose everyone's talking about me?

Oh, that's the part where you're supposed

to say that they're not.

Oh, I don't do nice.

You could try Nikki.

Actually, I prefer honest.

I heard what Spider said to you on the boat.

He was teasing you about chips again.

What is it with you and chips?

Every time I take a new posting, it's the same thing.

People trying it on with me.

RO, I just want to do my job, fit in.

Nobody likes me, do they? - No.

Nobody likes a temper.

Have you ever tried nice?

[sighs]

I'll stick with honest.

You're gonna be fine.

[SOFTLY] Really?

Yeah.

You're a good cook.

BUFFER: I thought that Charge was stabbed.

Did they hit him over the head, as well, boss?

Hammersley, go ahead.

He's doing Tai Chi.

Yeah, yeah.

And if you were doing it, I wouldn't be asking.

But it's the Charge.

Charge Is fine.

He's been given a clean bill of health.

Sir?

And he'll be getting a citation for his bravery.

Yes, RO?

I just got a call from Coastwatch.

They've spotted two men adrift in a tinny

12 miles north of us.

Gosh, out here?

RO: Yeah, one of them's signaling the plane.

The other one doesn't appear to be moving.

Nav, plot this.

Yes, sir.

Starboard 10, steer 0-2-0

Starboard 10, steer 0-2-0.

[chime]

Do you hear there?

Navigator, speaking.

We're altering course to investigate a small boat

who appeared to be in distress.

Stand by to recover by sea boat.

[beeping]

Any sign?

[sighs]

Where do you think they come from?

I've no idea.

Uh, sir, we're coming up on the coordinates.

Anything on radar?

I've hooked a possible contact which might tie-in,

but, a tinny's so small.

It's hard to pull out of the clutter.

[plane whirring]

Boss?

I have the tinny visual.

Green, 2-0.

Great, X. Let's get the sea boat in the water.

Nav, away sea boat.

Wow.

Spider, I'm so sorry.

I really am--

It's fine, really.

Couldn't you just hit me, or something, and we'd be even?

I don't hit people.

Stuff you, then.

Spider!

Come on.

Hey, Buffer!

Do you need an extra hand?

Nah.

Visors down, ready in the sea boat!

Visors down, ready in the sea boat.

Carry on the sea boat!

Get them off me!

Get them off me.

They're crawling on me.

Get them off me. Help!

They're all over me.

Sir, just calm down, please.

Get them off me. Get them off me!

Sir? Sir, calm down.

Get them off.

Help!

Get them off.

You right, Swaino?

Hey, sit down there. Sit down there.

- You right, Swaino? - Yes, mate.

Yes. Sit down.

Sit down. Calm down.

You're safe, mate. You're safe.

Righto, let's get him outta here.

[whimpering]

All right.

Hold it.

Righto, let's go!

They got so thirsty, they started drinking salt water.

That stuff will send you mad.

Yeah, sounds like it nearly did.

What's Swaino say?

He says they'll be fine once he gets them re-hydrated.

How'd they get out here?

They anchored next to a coral reef,

and then they took their tinny off to go diving.

They go diving, they come up, and they see their boat

motoring away from them.

Did they say you took her?

No.

And there's no sign of the boat that brought the thieves.

Well, this would be the third taken In the last two months.

Did the boaties see which direction the boat was heading?

Yeah, south-east.

Come to south-east, Nav.

[keyboard typing]

We're coming up on Truman Island.

Doesn't some, uh, rich bloke own the whole thing?

Yeah.

Ray Walsman.

We evacuated him some time back from the Samaru Islands.

Is that right?

You were off getting your dolphins at the time.

Or at least, you supposed to be.

God, I miss the submarines.

Nice bloke.

Said we should drop in if we were passing by.

Eyes front.

If these boat thieves have held to their same course,

would have passed right through here.

He might have seen something.

Or he might have been a target, himself.

You want me to radio him, sir?

Ah, no.

Buffer, organize a shore party.

Sorted, boss.

Oh, take Bomber.

Use her or lose her, Buff.

She's no good as decoration.

Spider.

You, two, stay here and behave.

BOMBER: Where are you going?

To say hello.

She's way out of your league.

Nice to see you again.

What brings you to this neck of the woods?

We're following a stolen boat.

Wondered if you'd seen any vessels come past your island.

Yeah.

Nice to see you, again.

Good to see you, sir.

What, you haven't got a phone on this fancy new boat

of yours?

No, it's all right.

I know you wanted to have a stickybeak at

my secret hideaway, didn't you?

And it's OK.

Come on, let me show you around.

No point having it If you can't show it off.

Hey, there.

I'm-- I'm Billy.

Or you can call me Spider.

Yeah, nice to meet you, too.

You won't get very far if you give up that easily.

[coughing]

That didn't sound very good.

No, but it gets me out of study.

Oh, uni?

Your stocks just went up 10 points.

No, year 12.

What?

So you do your school from here?

By correspondence.

Nice.

No teachers, no classes, no detention.

No fun, no friends, no way to go out on the weekend.

Must have been pretty cool living on an island, though.

Try being here six months.

It's a long way from anywhere.

Yeah, but, um, you've got, like, uh, palm

trees, and sand, and water.

And, um, stunningly beautiful women.

But we haven't seen anything passed by.

Not that we necessarily notice.

It might be worth keeping an eye out.

There's been an increase in boat thefts

along this part of the coast.

You may become a target.

Yeah, well, don't worry about me, Captain.

I'll call security.

Any unwelcome guests who turn up here

might find they've bitten off more than they can chew.

Besides, my boat's in Cairns picking up supplies.

It'll be there for a week.

So, um, you ever get to port?

Sometimes.

Thanks.

Um, 'cause I've got this concert on this weekend.

I'd love to go.

Cool.

Ah, but I won't be back on the mainland

till my exams are over.

Well, maybe we could hook up, then?

I'd like that.

Yeah.

Me, too.

Are you sure I can't offer you guys a drink?

No, we'd better get after these boat thieves.

Let me show you out.

So that's your number?

What are you doing?

Aah, Dad I'm just getting some sun.

Catching pneumonia, more likely.

You've already got a cold.

Go inside and do some study.

Or what?

You'll ground me?

Nice to see you again, Mike.

MIKE FLYNN: Likewise.

NIKKI: Boss, I think I found her.

MIKE FLYNN: Is that her?

That's her.

That's our boat.

Can't raise them on the radio, sir.

Keep trying.

Tell them if they don't acknowledge, we'll board them.

And drop me an op-rep to NAVCOM so they know what's happening.

No one on deck or at the wheel, boss.

Who's sailing her?

Still not responding, sir.

Vessel right ahead, this is Australian warship Hammersley.

Stop or heave to.

I intend to board you.

Buffer.

X!

Hands to boarding stations.

Hands to boarding stations.

Hands to boarding stations.

Assume damage control state three condition voyage.

X, I want you to lead this one, and watch your back.

We don't know how many there are.

Sir.

This is the Australian Navy.

Make your presence known.

If you are below deck, make your presence known now.

Going below deck, boss.

Hello, is anybody here?

[gun cocks]

He's dead.

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

KATE MCGREGOR: There's absolutely no indication

of how this man died, sir.

There is no injury.

No bruising.

Yeah.

Copy, X. Any identification?

No, sir.

No ID

Look.

He has on his arm what looks like a military services

tattoo.

Could be Russian.

Yeah, could be Russian.

He's a well-built guy.

Similar to the guys who stabbed Charge, boss.

Do you recognize him?

KATE MCGREGOR: I can't positively ID him.

No, sir.

If he is one of that team, what would they

want with an old tub like that?

KATE MCGREGOR [ON RADIO]: The bigger question

is, what happened to him?

No wounds, nothing.

It's like he just stopped breathing.

Did you hear that, sir?

Affirmative.

KATE MCGREGOR [ON RADIO]: There's nothing

more that we can do here.

OK, X. Prepare the boat for tow.

I'll inform the authorities.

KATE MCGREGOR: Copy that.

Takes a hell of a lot to stop one of these boys

from breathing.

A dead bloke?

On our boat?

[incredulous laugh] Oh, man.

That's karma for you.

He pinches our boat, leaves us to die,

and he's the one who gets it?

You didn't see this man at all?

No way.

Like we said, all we saw was our boat sailing away.

So, is the boat OK?

Is there any damn, or--

There doesn't appear to be.

So we can get back on board.

Oh, mate, your boat's a crime scene.

We're towing your boat back to port for the police

to investigate.

You're kidding.

A man died on your boat.

They'll wanna know why.

Sir?

Their ship's log and passports.

So they are who they say they are.

And they have been where they say they have been.

How long till we're ready to tow?

Uh, Spider and Buffer are setting it up now.

They're about 10 minutes off.

Do you want us to bring the body on board?

No.

The police wanted to keep it in situ.

And Bomber's bagging the body now, sir.

Charge, congratulations on your gong.

Hardly brave, getting yourself stabbed.

You know, Charge, I never expected you to be a kind--

ooh, oh, Tai Chi kind of guy.

Yeah, physio makes me do it.

Physio?

CHARGE: Yep.

Not the shrink?

What shrink?

For relaxation post-trauma.

What trauma?

Some idiot stabs me with a screwdriver

and missed all the important bits.

Engines are up and running.

Ready when you are, sir.

Thanks.

Hey, Charge.

Body on the boat, how do you like

to take a look at ET's video?

See if recognize him?

Sure.

[heavy breathing]

Charge?

Yeah?

Just, uh, looking for something.

Well, come on, mate.

ET's waiting.

Yeah, yeah.

I'm coming.

OK.

You're a bit shaky there, mate.

[snickers]

MIKE FLYNN: Charge?

SWAIN: Is that one of them, Charge?

No.

No, I don't think so.

You don't recognize the boaties?

Nah, just saw them when they came

on board, a couple of hippies.

Nothing like these military guys.

Right.

Thanks, Charge.

So what do we do now?

Now?

Nothing.

We've got a dead thief, no way of tracking his mates,

and a couple of boaties who picked an extremely

unlucky time to go diving.

Do we leave it to the police?

Well, I can't see what else we can do?

Although, I would like to know what killed him.

OK, Nav, are we ready to start this tow?

All set, sir.

Sir, NAVCOM on the line.

We're heading straight back to Truman Island.

It's a medivac.

Walsman's daughter needs urgent transfer to hospital.

I'll look after this, RO.

What are you doing?

Dropping the tow.

Tidy that up, Spide.

Dropping the-- but I'm meant to be prepping lunch in 10.

Too bad.

Great.

Now I'm gonna be really popular.

Tough.

There's been a medivac.

Ray Walsman's daughters collapsed.

What?

Carly Walsman?

What's wrong with her?

I don't know.

We stay here as the steaming party.

Well, Buff, could I swap with ET?

Because he would love to be here.

And I'm the second medic.

If there's a medical situation--

Oi!

You're both staying till the Hammersley gets back!

Aah, that smell.

It's just the fridge.

Smells like a dead body to me.

Don't be ridiculous.

The guy's been dead a while, right?

Figures he'll start to decompose.

He's not in the sun.

He won't rot for another 24 hours.

What?

Same as dead cow.

Carly will be fine.

How do you know that?

She's rich.

Things don't go wrong for rich people.

Besides, Walsman's not gonna let anything happen

to his precious little girl.

What? Spider!

That moved!

The body bag just moved!

Spider, the blokes dead.

Bomber, he moved, all right?

I swear he did.

BUFFER: I've already seen him You better not be joking,

Spider. SPIDER: Buff.

I'm not kidding.

The guy moved, I'm telling you.

BUFFER: Hes brown bread.

No, I saw him move.

I swear I did, Buff.

Bomber Brown?

I didn't see anything.

Well, something weird's going on on this boat.

Don't you feel it?

Like the shadows or something, they're moving.

Buff, something happened to this guy.

Well, why don't you figure out what while you help

Bomber fix us something to eat?

It's congenital heart condition.

She gets some infection in her blood, it just--

I thought she just had a cold.

Sir, you do know that it's only limited

what we can do on board?

Yeah, but you can get her to hospital.

Yeah.

No, dad, you stay.

I don't--

RAY WALSMAN: Darling, I'm gonna be beside you all the way.

You guys, you'll have to sort out the contract yourselves.

All right?

Come on, let's go.

Captain, X, we're heading down now, sir.

ET: I like what you've done with your overalls, Nav.

OK.

So how long is this gonna last for?

What?

This you freezing me out.

We're professionals, aren't we?

Yeah, we're professionals.

Oh, good.

Well, then, let's be just that, professional.

Look, no, I've got work to do and so do you.

Yes, ma'am.

RO!

Game's up, fellas.

Looks like we do this the hard way.

Fine be me.

Come on, fella.

You jump in, or we gun the motors and drag you back.

You ever see "Jaws"?

Come on, hurry up.

Get in the boat.

Lots of nasties in there.

So, something you wanna tell us?

Rather tell the captain.

All right.

Let's go.

My boys tell me you're swimming for shore.

Innocent men don't try to run away.

What's going on?

You know the dead man on your boat.

No, we don't.

MIKE FLYNN: You killed him, didn't you?

We'll get to the bottom of this, one way or the other.

Hang in there, sweetheart.

We'll get you to hospital.

Yeah, Captain.

Copy.

Mr. Walsman.

The navy has a helicopter on stand-by.

It'll be deployed as soon as we're in range.

How long?

Five hours.

Five hours?

We're going as fast as we can without blowing an engine.

That's my daughter.

We'll do everything we can.

This, uh, bacterial endo--

Endocarditis.

He says she could die because of it.

Is that right?

Well, If it goes untreated, it can be deadly.

And all I can do is monitor and give her fluids.

What she needs is IV antibiotics.

But they can't do that till they take a blood sample.

What?

There's something weird with her blood pressure

Weird, how?

Well, if the infection had reached her heart, her blood--

BP should be really high, but it's not.

In fact, if anything, it's low.

So, is there something else going on?

I don't know.

Look, all right, just do what Fleet Medical tell you.

Sir.

How's your malpractice insurance?

What?

Well, I'm guessing if anything happens to daddy's little girl,

Walsman's gonna take your house and your first born.

Thanks, Robert.

You hear about people who get buried alive.

And they're in some sort of coma.

When they wake up, it's too late.

They're six feet under.

I thought stockmen were superstitious.

No, they've dug up coffins and found claw marks in the wood.

People's fingernails scraping.

And why would they dig them up?

Maybe he's-- he's paralyzed.

You know, he's been given an injection or something.

Like those medical stories.

You know, you see them on TV.

You know, people are given the wrong anesthetic,

they feel the whole operation.

They can't scream, they can't talk, they can't move.

Spider, if you're so sure he's alive, then check his pulse.

I'm not touching the dead guy.

Oh, right.

You're the medic.

I thought he wasn't dead.

Spider.

Hmm?

BOMBER: Stay right where you are.

Just relax, stay calm.

Don't move a muscle.

What?

What are you talking about?

There's a snake behind you.

Yeah, good one.

Just relax.

SPIDER: Buffer!

Buffer!

Spider!

BUFFER: About time.

I'm starving.

Hey.

[gun cocks]

Buff, no.

It's an eastern brown.

They're deadly.

If we don't move, it won't attack, I promise.

We're fine.

They're volatile, but not if we stay calm, OK?

So just--

If anyone knows volatile--

I've been trying to get to the radio, Buff.

BUFFER: I'll, uh, we'll see if we're still in portable range.

[SHAKILY] Man, I hope you know what you're doing.

- I do. - Yeah?

Yeah.

Papa 82, this is Bravo 82.

Over.

[radio static]

Papa 82, this is Bravo 82.

Over.

[radio static]

RO, this is Buffer.

This is an emergency.

Do you hear me?

RO [ON RADIO]: Bravo 82, this is Papa 82.

What is your emergency?

Over.

You knew all along how that bloke died.

What are you talking about?

Don't even try it.

My crew found the snake.

You're responsible for that man's death.

He stole our boat.

He should never have been on it.

And what about my crew?

You could have warned me.

Instead, three of my sailors walked into a death trap.

If anything happens to them, there'll be charges.

Your crew--

What?

--you said they found a snake?

Let's just make a run for it.

BOMBER: No way.

It's faster than you are, Spider.

You'll never make it.

Bomber, we can't stay here all day.

Shh.

No, you can't.

That's not the only snake on board.

What?

Those boaties, they confessed.

They've been smuggling them.

Great.

Where are they?

That water container.

Ooh.

We better get outta here.

Stay still.

That's why the bag was moving.

This place is crawling with them.

Bomber, what do we do?

I'm thinking.

Well, think quickly.

Just relax.

[coughing] Is there something wrong?

Well, you tell me.

I've taken your blood pressure every 10

minutes since we got back on the boat,

and it's perfectly normal.

Which it wouldn't be if you really did

have bacterial endocarditis.

And you're not showing any other symptoms.

So you're not really sick, are you?

Must get lonely on that island.

You have no idea.

I didn't think it'd be that big a deal, that Dad would come.

So, what did you think?

I just wanted one Saturday night out on the mainland.

And I know Dad would be angry, but it'd be worth it to have

one night as a normal person.

You don't have to tell anyone.

I can pay you lots.

Dad gives me an allowance, and I've

got nowhere else to spend it.

I can't do it, Carly.

Please?

I'm sorry.

Nothing wrong with her?

There's gotta to be some kind of mistake.

Look, you're a navy medic.

I want someone checking out my daughter

who understands her condition.

I want her on that chopper.

The chopper's been called off.

What?

Mr. Walsman, there's nothing wrong with your daughter.

She just wanted to get off the island.

Are you trying to tell me that she's faking?

Maybe she needs some friends her own age, you know?

Don't you dare tell me how to raise my daughter.

That'll be all, thanks, Swain.

Yes, sir.

Mr. Walsman, you're right.

What happens between you and your daughter,

it's your business.

But right now, the navy's spending $10,000 an hour

to get her to a hospital she doesn't need.

And while we're off on this wild goose chase,

I've got other members of my crew

in a life-threatening situation, and we can't help them.

I'll see that you and your daughter

are comfortable until we dock in Cairns.

From there, you can make your own arrangements

to get back home.

[slithering]

SPIDER: I think you're supposed to grab

them behind their necks.

That makes it even easier for them to bite you.

SPIDER: So, what do we do, Bomber?

You can't stay down here, Bomber.

OK, Spider, when I say go--

Yeah?

--you run to the stairs--

Straight to the snake?

BOMBER: It won't be there by then.

Buff, your cap.

You throw it off to the side.

Snakes are easily distracted.

They can't concentrate on two things at once.

SPIDER: What are you gonna do?

Don't worry about me.

You sure you know what you're doing?

You ready?

Yeah.

Go!

Come on, Bomber.

Just run, Bomber!

I can't run.

I got to keep slow.

MIKE FLYNN: Do you hear there?

Captain speaking.

In preparation of Charge's presentation,

all personnel to muster on the wharf in ceremonial dress.

Hey, you don't wanna be late.

Yep.

RO: Are they chips?

It was never about the chips.

What was it about, then?

Promise you won't tell anyone?

Look, RO, I don't want anyone feeling sorry for me.

I don't do gossip

[sighs] There was an accident back home with the fryer.

I was cooking for the stockmen.

Mm.

Camp kitchen burned to the ground.

Is that why you've been worried about

using the deep-fryer at sea?

Sort of.

One of the stockmen thought I was still in there.

And?

He went in after me and he got pretty badly burned.

And people blamed you.

No.

That's what I couldn't face.

Their kindness.

So you ran away to join the navy.

Yeah.

Listen.

Look, we're all running from something.

You're ahead.

At least you know what you're running from.

Buff, these disciplinary charges.

Look, I wanna know if I'm gonna be suspended.

You know what I don't get?

How you can be the kind of person who

loses the plot over something as stupid as chips,

but then you're put in a real crisis,

and you remain entirely calm.

I don't want that first person on the Hammersley.

Second person, I want her in my corner.

Just keep that temper in check.

Thank you, Buff.

They're all waiting for you, mate.

I don't deserve an award.

I'm not brave.

Almost got myself killed.

The only reason I'm here is because he missed

my pancreas by two millimeters.

Did you talk about this with the shrink?

I didn't think there's anything to talk about.

It wasn't a problem when I was in the office in port,

and he was 1,000 miles away.

Hey.

No, don't No.

Sorry.

[band music playing]

They're just happy you're still with us, mate.

That's all.

[crowd cheering and clapping]

All right.

Come on, let's go

[theme music]