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[electronic beeping]

He's supposed to be
a hell of a captain.

Yeah, he's a golf nut.

I hear golf balls
aren't the only thing

he whacks with his putter.

Junior sailors.

No.

Oh, I'm serious.

Hammersley, piping party, ho!

[military drumming music]

Piping party, up pipes!

Pipe to side!

[pipes whistling]

This is Kate McGregor, XO.

Welcome aboard the
Hammersley, sir, it's

a pleasure to serve under you.

Our navigator,
Lieutenant Nikki Caetano.

Charge!

[CHUCKLES]

It's a pleasure to be
working with you again, sir.

Ah, no, no,
pleasure's all mine.

ANDY THORPE: Did you happen
to bring your golf clubs?

Well, do I ever board
without my putter?

They're not still telling
that story, are they?

It is a privilege to be
serving on Hammersley.

Now I know our thoughts and
prayers are with Lieutenant

Commander Mike Flynn, who's
recuperating in hospital,

we wish him a speedy recovery.

In the meantime, I look
forward to meeting each

and every one of you personally
at some stage later in the day.

All right, let's sail.

KATE MCGREGOR: Hammersley
piping party, dismissed!

[electronic beeping]

Charts up to date, Nav?

Ah, yes, sir.

X, you can take her out.

Oh sir, won't you
be driving her out?

No, it's your ship, you
know better than I ever will,

I'm only here to make
sure you don't sink her.

Yes, sir.

Special sea duty men and
cable party close up.

Assume damage control state
three, condition voyage.

JACK FREEMAN: I'm gonna
go and take a look around.

Sir?

Oh, I'm sure I can leave
her in your capable hands.

[upbeat music]

[electronic beeping]

MAN [ON RADIO]: Mayday,
Mayday, this is Sea Lion.

Need urgent assistance.

[static hissing]

RO?

No, we just lost it
halfway through, ma'am.

KATE MCGREGOR: Captain, sir, XO.

JACK FREEMAN: What is it, X?

KATE MCGREGOR: Sir,
we just received

a Mayday call from Sea Lion,
it cut out halfway through.

We are half an
hour steaming time

from their current position
and it looks like we're

the only ones in the area, sir.

JACK FREEMAN: Take
it, I'll be right up.

Aye, sir.

RO, keep trying to make
contact with the vessel

and inform NAVCOM that we're
responding to the Mayday.

ROBERT DIXON: Yes, ma'am.

Nav, let's start heading
toward that position, please.

Port 10, steer 260.

Port 10, steer 260.

Have you got anything, RO?

No, still nothing since
the first call, ma'am.

It has to be this ship, it's
the only vessel in the area.

Any sign of our CO?

Bomber said he
left the galley.

Then try the loudhailer.

[sailor [on radio]]:
Sea Lion, this

is Australian warship Hamersley
responding to your Mayday,

over.

XO, she's gonna
try and ram us!

X!

KATE MCGREGOR: Full
ahead both engines!

Full ahead both engines.
KATE MCGREGOR: Starboard 30!

PETE TOMASZEWSKI: Starboard 30.

Brace, brace, brace!

[dramatic music]

Midship steer 270.

CHRIS BLAKE: Midship steer 270.

What the hell's going on?

Sir, he tried to ram--

Leave you alone
for five minutes,

you nearly ram another ship!

I was trying to avoid it, sir.

Right, more luck
than good management.

Captain has the conn.

Buffer, organize a FAIDEX party.

PETE TOMASZEWSKI: Aye, sir.

JACK FREEMAN: Now, RO,
someone is driving that

ship, get them on the radio.
- Sir.

Nav?
NIKKI CAETANO: Yes, sir.

JACK FREEMAN: Let's
just see if we

can get around the other
side of that vessel, OK?

NIKKI CAETANO: Yes, sir.

PETE TOMASZEWSKI:
Channel 16, over.

[THEME - ANTHONY AMMAR, LES
GOCK]

SEAMAN: Clear!

SEAMAN: All clear, X.
No one at the helm.

KATE MCGREGOR: Well, someone
had to turn the steering.

Maybe they're injured,
you stay here,

Swain and I will go below.

SEAMAN: Yes, ma'am.

Ma'am, ma'am, ma'am,
sir, Australian Navy!

Sir, what is the
nature of your emergency?

Are you injured?

Oh, man, you heard the Mayday?

That's right.

I'm sorry, we had a
bit of a fire below deck,

you know, managed to put it out
ourselves, didn't radio back.

OK, who's we?

Danny, we got company.

Yeah, come up, sir.

Listen, you clowns
nearly rammed our vessel.

Ram you?

I'm so sorry, I
didn't know there

was another boat within cooee.

Pretty hard to miss, hey?

SKIPPER: We've had
some steering problems,

been trying to fix it.

Buffer, take a look.

You, with me.

Don't you move!

You know you're in
breach of safety rules?

You are supposed to have
someone on watch at all times.

Yeah, look I'm sorry
about that, you know,

we're just trying
to make a living.

Yeah, well it
doesn't matter how many

fish you catch if you crash your
boat and lose the lot, does it?

Hey, Buffer?

Yeah, it seems
fine now, X, must

be some intermittent problem.

You might want to
get it looked at.

Thanks, man, appreciate it.

Goose.

[somber music]

Sir?

The steering on the trawler
appears to be working.

And I gave the skipper a
warning about posting a watch.

Right, didn't
search the vessel?

Well, no, Buffer went
below to check the steering.

So, a Mayday call
cut off mid-message,

ship tries to ram a
navy vessel and you

let him off with a warning?

Sir, they're
Australian citizens

on an Australian-flagged
vessel, we

have no jurisdiction to search.

We have no idea what's
on board, could be drugs,

could be ammunition.

A whole menagerie
of smuggled ducks

quacking away below
decks for all we know.

I'm sure we would've
heard them, sir.

What?

What, you think this is a joke?

Do you, X, eh?

Now what sort of
executive officer

leads a boarding party
onto a suspicious vessel,

fixes their steering for
them and comes back again?

What, we'd be the roadside
service, would we?

They're just fishermen, sir.

Really?

Then how come
they're hightailing

it away as fast as they can?

That's a very odd
way to catch fish.

My faith in you, X,
was clearly misplaced.

Sir, it didn't appear
they were doing--

Nav, I want us
after that vessel.

Plot a course that keeps
us below the horizon.

NIKKI CAETANO: Yes, sir.

There's something going
on with that trawler,

I want to know what.
NIKKI CAETANO: Yes, sir.

All right, I'll
be in my cabin.

Swain has the conn.

CHRIS BLAKE: Aye, sir.

Good work, everyone.

[somber music]

[fist knocks]

Enter.

X. Ah, Vishnu.

In Hindi, the lord
of obstacles and

other minor unexpected hurdles.

They say Nelson kept one on
his desk at all times for luck.

Oh, I wasn't
aware of that, sir.

Hmm.

What can I do you for?

Sir, I don't believe
that we had the authority

to search that vessel today.

And even if we did,
taking me to task

like that in front
of the entire crew,

it undermines my authority.

Hmm.

Hmm, point taken.

However, it does cut both ways.

If you make unilateral
decisions without consulting me,

that undermines my authority.

Hmm?

I mean, you could have
radioed me from the trawler.

I might have been able to obtain
the permission that we needed,

but you didn't give
me that chance.

Sir, Lieutenant
Commander Flynn

has always acknowledged
my discretion

as head of the boarding party.

Well, Lieutenant
Commander Flynn knows you,

I don't, the crew don't know me.

They need to believe that
I can fill his shoes.

You do them no favors
by questioning me

in front of them.

They need to have unqualified
faith in the chain of command.

We owe them that.

Yes, sir.

JACK FREEMAN: We serve
them, X. We serve them.

If you're ever gonna
be a CO, well, you uh,

you need to remember that.

Leadership's a lonely job.

It does take a certain
kind of person.

[electronic beeping]

NURSE [ON PA]: Paging Dr. Binay.

STEVE MARSHALL: Hey, I thought
you were supposed to be in bed?

You sound like my doctors.

There's nothing wrong with me.

Mike, you just took
a dose of shrapnel.

Yeah, and they've
dug it all out.

I'm ready to get
back on Hammersley.

Did you fill in those
promotion forms I gave you yet?

The funny thing
about hospitals,

you can never find a pen.

Here's a pen.

And you know, I'm not
certain that those nurses

didn't clear those papers away.

Ah, there we go,
a stamped envelope.

Yeah, all right.

You've made your point.

Have I?

Hey, your career, mate.

I may have an option
outside the Navy.

[SIGHING] Right.

Ray Walsman's offered
me a job and he's got

plenty of impressive vessels.

Yeah, and I bet he pays
better than we do, too.

Yeah, and it'll
keep me at sea.

What as?

What, as a glorified chauffeur?

Mate, look, a desk
job just for a while

will keep you moving
up the ladder.

It'll be, it'll be
a better command,

there would be bigger ships.

[foreboding music]

That's the bloke who
stabbed you Charge.

MIKE FLYNN: And nearly killed
the X. They know who he is?

Not yet.

The feds are hoping
to interview him

if he comes out of the coma.

Don't worry about him,
it's a police matter now.

You just concentrate
on your career.

[electronic beeping]

Ah, ma'am.

Stay there.

Nav?

Still tracking the trawler
and staying right on their tail,

but just out of her radar range.

All right, is
she still moving?

Yes, bearing 120.

Officer of the Watch, look out,
there's something in the water,

GREEN 25, distance near.

KATE MCGREGOR: It's a body.

Slow ahead both engines.
CHRIS BLAKE: Aye, ma'am.

Slow ahead both engine.

ROBERT DIXON: Slow
ahead both engines.

PETE TOMASZEWSKI:
Good work, Spider.

Once you're clear,
go get changed.

BILLY WEBB: Yes, Buff.

That's one hell
of a bullet wound.

He doesn't appear to have
been in the water long.

Do you think he was thrown
out of that prawn trawler?

Oh, well, unless
he fell from space.

So did you see this man
while you were onboard?

No, sir, he must
have been below deck.

JACK FREEMAN: So that
steering failure,

how's that looking now, eh?

Well, maybe they were
fighting in the wheelhouse.

Or maybe this man was
trying to get our attention.

He may still have been alive
while we were onboard, sir.

Hmm.

All right, we're
going after that boat.

PETE TOMASZEWSKI: Righto, let's
get these lines cleared up!

[determined music]

[electronic beeping]

ANDY THORPE: Come
on through, sir.

JACK FREEMAN: Morning.

Morning.

Morning, all, how are we?

- Very good, sir.
- Morning, sir.

Seaman Webb.

Yes, sir.

Good job retrieving
that body yesterday,

a very difficult job.

Thank you, sir.

JACK FREEMAN: All right.

Oh!

Bloody eggs are off.

ANDY THORPE: Sir?

Stop them.

Everyone, listen up.

JACK FREEMAN: All right,
everyone, egg in the bin,

all eggs in the bin.

Captain's given an order.

The eggs are fine.

Sailor, I want every egg
on the ship disposed of.

Sir, these things were
fresh from the supplier--

Able Seaman Brown.

Yes, sir.

All right, anyone got an egg?

Any eggs in the bin,
all eggs in the bin now.

I don't want to see one
egg other than in the bin.

[upbeat music]

What do you mean,
you can't find them?

NIKKI CAETANO: Sir,
we've been steaming

for two hours at full speed, we
should have caught them by now.

They must have changed course
when we lost them on the radar.

All right, listen up everyone,
you are not lone gunman,

you work as a posse, which means
you not huddle over your helm

or your engines or
your radar keeping

your thoughts to yourself.

You let others know
what is about to happen.

X?

Yes, sir.

The captain is right, we
should be working as a team.

All right, we're
just wasting fuel

to try and go after them now.

Nav, set a course for port.

Yes, sir.

RO, inform the
federal police that we

will be bringing them a body.

Yes, sir.

[somber music]

Anything they could
tell me about his identity

would help, I want to know what
those blokes are up to in case

we run into them again.

I'll keep you informed.

Excuse me, sir.

Yeah?

I know the ship is
on a tight turnaround,

but I was hoping for
permission to check

on Lieutenant Commander Flynn.

[CHUCKLES] So you like
his style a whole lot more

since you met me?

Of course not, sir.

Give him our regards.

Thank you.

[electronic beeping]

When do they say you can leave?

Keen to have me back?

Oh well, these
things, they can

always be a little tricky
in the beginning, you know?

That bad?

Oh, not really, Lieutenant
Commander Freeman,

he's very experienced.

To get back to your question.

No one seems able to
tell me when I can go.

But I found something
to keep me occupied,

that mercenary we
captured, he's here.

What, in the hospital?

He's in a coma.

They don't know if he'll
ever come out of it.

[somber music]

There are mercenaries
operating on Australian soil

organizing some sort
of coup on Samaru.

Can you leave it to the feds?

This is not your
personal mission.

After what they did
to Charge and you?

You bet it's personal.

I want to find out what
these people are up to.

Just be careful all right?

You poke spiders, they bite.

SEAMAN [ON PA]: No
smoking, no smoking,

no smoking, no smoking.

No use of mobile telephones
throughout HMAS Hammersley.

Refueling in progress.

CHRIS BLAKE: Ah, excuse me, sir.

I know we're not supposed to
leave the ship or anything--

I'm sensing a but.

Sir, sir, my baby's
teething and Sally, my wife,

she's at home on her own.

JACK FREEMAN: Yes,
well I know what

it's like having a wife and
kids wanting me ashore, Swain.

I know, sir, we all
have the same problems.

I Understand.

JACK FREEMAN: Swain, I'm,
I'm not married anymore

and I'd say save anyone going
through that pain if I could.

Go, you got an hour.

Sir.

Thank you, sir.

[machines beeping]

[foreboding music]

NURSE 1: I need
some help in here!

It's OK.
Just relax.

NURSE 2: It's OK.
You in hospital.

Everything's fine.

Just relax.

Stay calm.

It's OK.

Just relax.

[electronic beeping]

STEVE MARSHALL: The
guy's been formally

identified Russell Byrne, he
was the captain of the trawler.

Well so, so who were
the men we spoke to?

These guys are involved in
the manufacture of amphetamines.

Oh yeah, that's
them but on a boat?

Well, the feds
now have a few cases

of manufacturing on boats.

I thought you needed a
stable environment for that?

Apparently only for the
actual cook but you're right,

I mean these chemicals
are highly volatile.

These two men, the police
believe it's likely they

killed his character, Byrne?

We let them get away.

AFP HQ will put in a
formal request to the Navy

to help in the
searching for them.

Only too happy, sir,
won't happen a second time.

OK.

Be careful.

I'll drive the
ship out today, X.

Yes, sir.

XO, close up special sea
dutymen and cable party.

Yes, sir.

Special sea dutymen and
cable party, close up.

Assume damage control state
three, condition voyage.

Hey, where's Swain?

Has anyone seen Swain?

No ma'am.

No ma'am.

Petty Officer Blake,
bridge at the rush.

XO, special sea dutymen
and cable party closed up?

Sir, the specials are
closed up with the exception

of the swain.

Right, so where's he?

I don't know, sir.

X, Swain's a ship-stopper,
you're in charge of personnel,

how can you not
know where he is?

KATE MCGREGOR: Did anyone
know Swain had left the ship?

No, ma'am.

NIKKI CAETANO: No, X.

Now, X, do I
need to remind you

that knowing the
whereabouts of your crew

is a pretty basic
part of your job?

No, sir.

Well, it seems
in fact that I do,

is that not the swain taking
unauthorized leave on shore?

Yes, it is.

I will speak with him.

That'd be good,
that'd very good.

[electronic beeping] Oh, that
was terrible, let me try again.

ANDY THORPE: You keep giving it
too much hook to the left, sir.

Swain, what--

CHRIS BLAKE: Oh, ma'am, I'm
so sorry I was late, I--

Late?

How about the fact
that you left the ship

without asking permission?

I did have permission, ma'am.

From Lieutenant Commander
Freeman, the captain.

Hey, yes.

Oh, that's better, eh?

It's a good shot.

Excuse me, sir.

The swain said that
you personally gave him

permission to leave the ship.

Why didn't you tell me that?

The XO's job is to know the
whereabouts of every person

on the ship at all times.

So this was a test?

That's right, to see
if there was any backup

and there wasn't,
there was no backup.

You know, it's in your best
interest to impress me.

Rumor has it that Captain
Commander Flynn will not

be returning to
Hammersley, in that case,

I'm your new CO permanently.

[somber music]

MIKE FLYNN: So did the police
get anything out of that bloke

across the corridor?

They don't tell us about
that stuff, I'm afraid.

How come there's
no guard on him?

He's just come out of a coma.

He can't go to the toilet by
himself, let alone do a runner.

[machines beeping]

Need a hand?

PATIENT: Oh.

[gasping]

There you go.

Thank you.

You OK?

[gasping]

In a coma, they tell me.

What happened to you?

You rest up, eh?

Save your strength
for your visitors.

Visitors?

Everyone has
visitors, don't they?

Sure, yeah.

Does your family
know you're here?

I could call someone
for you, if you like.

No, it's OK.

I'm sure they know.

Swain, while you've
got all that stuff out,

can I grab some
painkillers, please?

That kind of day?

I'm sorry if I
contributed to it, ma'am.

Swain, I'm sorry I didn't
even ask you what was so

important you need to take off?

Oh, it was just,
just Sally, ma'am.

Oh.

Is she OK?

Yeah, just trying
to keep it that way.

Yeah.

That's weird.

The paracetamol's missing.

Do we ever run out?

We had a whole carton
when we left port.

Sir.

X, everything up to speed?

Yes, sir.

There is one minor thing.

The paracetamol has gone missing
from the supply cupboard.

Missing?

Well, someone has
taken it, but the swain

has made a note of it.

Charge, could I
have that, please?

Yes, ma'am.

KATE MCGREGOR: Thank you.

[pa beeps]

This is the captain speaking.

Now this is directed
to the person who

stole the paracetamol
from the supply cupboard,

you have five minutes to return
this item to me personally.

I will be expecting
you on the bridge.

Excuse me, sir.

It's not likely that anyone
will respond to that sort

of public shaming, is it?

Right, so your crew are
cowards, as well as thieves,

are they?

KATE MCGREGOR: That
sir, they are not.

Well, we should just
see then, shan't we?

We shall just jolly well see.

I'll just see for myself.

[suspenseful music]

[whistling]

Ma'am, is it just a single
tablet, or is it a packet?

It was a packet.

RO, is that straight?

That's bent, isn't it?

Yes.

Good.

I think you're right.

Good work, RO.

Tremendous, tremendous work.

[whistling]

Five minutes.

It appears no one
is coming forward.

It appears not, sir.

[sighs]

JACK FREEMAN: Unfortunately,
no one has returned

the stolen item to the bridge.

All personnel, not on
watch, muster, thanks all.

This is the Navy.

We don't accept liars,
or cheats, or cowards,

we expect people
to stand forward.

This stops when the person
who took the paracetamol

steps forward.

[sailors grunting]

All right then, senior sailors,
join the juniors on the deck.

This crew is a team, down
from lowliest sailor right

through to the X. If
there is a thief onboard,

it reflects poorly on
every single one of us.

[sailors grunt]

Would there be anyone
willing to step forward?

All right then, officers.

Sir--

Yes, you, X, down on the deck.

Fish rots from the head.

Sir.

I took them.

I took the drugs.

[somber music]

Of all people.

Sorry, sir.

Why?

I couldn't find the swain, so
I just went to the main store

and grabbed the whole box.

Then the alarm went up and
I couldn't put them back,

and suddenly the whole thing
was just way out of control.

Yeah, well I'm
deeply disappointed you

didn't step forward earlier.

You know, people
like you, Charge,

you are the backbone
of a ship like this.

Your experience, your character.

I mean, those young men
and women look up to you.

They look up to you!

Yes, sir.

Well, I thought
you were a friend.

- I couldn't have--
- Eh?

Of course, I'm a--

I thought you'd be able to
talk to me about anything.

Sir.

Yep.

Well, I won't, I won't be
pressing any formal charges.

Thank you, sir.

[solemn music]

Is everything all right?

Yes, ma'am.

Charge, why did
you take the drugs?

I didn't.

Oh?

The captain can't
have his X doing

push-ups in front of the crew.

You did it for me?

You know, his whole
way of managing things

is completely inappropriate.

Well, he had a point.

Someone on the ship is a thief.

And we still don't
know who that person is.

Maybe not, but the captain
is the ship, you question him,

you question everything.

Hey there!

Thought you might
like a read, you

might as well catch up
on what you missed out

on while you were out of it.

I didn't catch your name.

Sorry, Mike, Mike Flynn.

Nice to meet you.

Thanks.

Hey, listen, can I take
you up on your offer?

They haven't given me phone.

You don't have mobile do you?

There you go.

I'll give you some privacy.

It's just my sister.

Hey sis, it's me.

I'm in the hospital in Cairns.

Yeah, a visit would be good.

Great.

Look forward to seeing you then.

Thanks.

Thought I might get
something from the canteen,

you want something?

No, thanks.

NURSE [ON PA]: Paging Dr. Binay.

Paging Dr. Binay.

Could you please report to the
nurses station on level three.

Hello.

Hello, who is this?

Sir, Coastwatch have
spotted the drugs boat.

Excellent.

Right, Nav, set a course for
12 degrees, 22 south, 115 east.

Charge, how fast can we go?

As fast as she'll let us.

Full noise, 27 knots
should get us there.

All right, I want you
to go through there.

SEAMAN: Course 240.

[computer beeping]

NIKKI CAETANO:
Um, sir, we can't.

Those waters haven't
been properly surveyed.

Yes, well, that's why
we have a navigator.

If it was just
about steering, we

would have hired a taxi driver.

Sir, I think what the
Nav is trying to point out,

that to steer a safe
course through there

could cost you more time.

Does every single order
have to be spelled out?

Those men killed their skipper
while you were onboard.

I want them.

Go through there,
make it happen.

Sir, I insist on
recording my formal protest

in the ship's log.

I do too, sir.

JACK FREEMAN: Fine, fine, do it.

Do it fast and then steer
the boat as I tell you.

Sir, we will follow procedure
with additional lookouts

and our best man on the helm.

JACK FREEMAN: X, you can hang
over the front of the boat

with your head in the
water for all I care,

as long as Hamersley
gets moving.

[determined music]

Starboard 10, steer 125.

Starboard 10, steer 125.

[sonar pinging]

SEAMAN: Rocks straight ahead!

Starboard 30.

Starboard 30.

- No, stop--
- Steer to your starboard--

JACK FREEMAN: Stop, stop, stop--
- Full astern both engines.

JACK FREEMAN: --ship!
Stop the ship!

Full astern both engines.

Now, I thought I told you
to stay straight ahead, Hmm,

There was an obstacle--

JACK FREEMAN: Can't
an order then--

NIKKI CAETANO: --right
in front of us, sir!

--a place on the bridge.

KATE MCGREGOR: Sir, I
need to speak to you now,

sir, in private.

What, leave the bridge in
charge of these incompetents,

you've got to be joking.

Now look, I give an
order, I want it to be

followed, without question.

If anyone doesn't like it
they can leave right now!

I will drive the ship myself!

Clear?

Good.

[somber music]

All right, all right.

Sir, I've got a radar contact.

JACK FREEMAN: Good, good, good.

NIKKI CAETANO: It's on the same
course as the last position

we received from Coastwatch.

All right, do you
think that's a drug boat?

Well, it's a good chance.

It's the right
size, right place.

Excellent work.

All right, let's get after it.

All right look, let's, let's
put the events of the day

behind us.

This is your chance
to prove to me exactly

what you are all capable of.

Ray.

RAY WALSMAN: I was
gonna buy flowers,

but I thought this would
be more appropriate.

Chateau Margaux.

Come on, Mike, take
the job, work for me.

I know you'll miss the
Navy, but trust me,

the lifestyle will
more than compensate.

You'll get to sail
to places you'd never

dream of going with the
Navy, Mediterranean,

Caribbean, the Antarctic.

The Antarctic?

RAY WALSMAN: Always
wanted to go,

I just needed someone to give me
the excuse and you're that man.

[coughing]

I need some help in here!

[gasping]

[machines beeping]

NURSE [ON PA]: Paging
Dr. Binay to room 232.

Dr. Binay to room 232.

A friend of yours?

No.

Clear.

[paddles thump]

Actually, he was the
guy who stole your boat.

Really?

Clear.

[paddles thump]

[foreboding music]

[radar beeping]

KATE MCGREGOR: Swain.

Vessel on my port bow,
this is Australian warship.

Stop or heave to, I
intend to board you.

She's trying to outrun us, sir.

Nav.

Port 10, steer 030.

Port 10 steer 030.

Prepare for warning fire.

KATE MCGREGOR: Vessel
on my port side,

this is Australian warship.

Stop or heave to or we
will open fire upon you.

No response on the radio.

Aimed at target,
range 200 yards, sir.

Ready for warning fire, sir.

Buffer, engage.

PETE TOMASZEWSKI:
Typhoon engage.

She's completely
ignoring us, sir.

Prepare for disabling fire.

You can't do that, sir.

Well, she's not going to stop.

KATE MCGREGOR: Sir, you
need ministerial approval

for direct fire.

The feds have told us this
boat is highly volatile.

If you fire on her, the
whole boat could explode.

JACK FREEMAN: Their
risk, not ours.

We have given all the
appropriate warnings.

Webb, prepare for
disabling fire.

Spider, do not
touch that trigger.

JACK FREEMAN: I am the CO.

Webb, it is your duty
to follow my orders.

Spider, do not
touch the trigger.

I am the CO!

KATE MCGREGOR: Spider, do
not touch that trigger.

Buffer, take her
from the bridge.

X.

I can't do that, sir.

Right, you can't do that.

Is there anyone here
who can follow an order?

Is there one of you,
would there be one person

here who could follow an order?

Would it be you?

Would be you?

Would it be you?

Charge.

Aye, sir.

You take her from the bridge.

[tense music]

Can't do that, sir.

Can't do that?

Bloody well do it myself then.

Captain, I'm relieving
you of your command

and I'm taking over the ship.

Is that right?

Is that right, little missy?

[cackles]

Swain, ET, remove
him from the bridge.

JACK FREEMAN:
Don't you touch me!

KATE MCGREGOR: Remove
him from the bridge.

Don't come anywhere near me!

Don't you, you!

This is mutiny, it's mutiny.

None of you will ever set
foot on a naval ship again.

You, you, you, you,
you, you, or you!

You'll be court-martialed,
it's a mutin--

KATE MCGREGOR: Let's remove
him from the bridge, please.

I have the ship.

XO has the ship.

It's-- sir?

Ah.

Sir?

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

No, no, no, no, no, no,
no, no, no, no, no, no.

[sighs]

We'll be in my cabin.

XO has the um--

has the ship.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no,
no, no, no, fine, fine, fine.

I'm fine, fine, fine.

Prepare to board the trawler.

[fist knocks]

Hmm?

Sir, are you all right?

I--

Um-- dreadful headache.

Dreadful headache.

How long-- how long have you
been having these headaches,

sir?

Oh, there's something
wrong with me, isn't there?

[solemn music]

He asked me to give you this.

The god of obstacles.

Yeah.

And other minor
unexpected hurdles.

It's a shame.

He was a bloody great captain.

MIKE FLYNN: Brain tumor?

Terrible way to end a career.

And you know what, most
of the time he was right

and I was wrong.

But you made the
right call in the end.

Here, I'll take that.

Thanks.

So how did the mercenary die?

They think he was poisoned.

I reckon that call he made was
to have his people get him out.

Or maybe someone just didn't
want him talking to the feds.

Straight after he made the
call, someone rang back.

I don't know who, they
didn't say anything.

Next thing, Ray
Walsman turns up.

How did Walsman even
now I was in hospital?

Someone with a lot of
money and connections

are funding these mercenaries,
and Walsman's been somewhere

in the picture ever
since we met him,

and that was in
the Samaru Islands.

If Walsman is behind
all of this then why would

he want to hire you?

You'd be there, you'd know
everything that was going on.

I think his intention was
to get me out of the way.

After what's just happened,
I can't trust him anymore.

One thing's for sure, there's
no way I can take that job.

I guess I'm a
Navy man after all.

[electronic beeping]

SEAMAN: I said no,
I'm the coxswain.

[group chatters]

STEVE MARSHALL: Now you
get back to some real work.

Thanks, sir.

Gangway!

[hopeful music]

PETE TOMASZEWSKI: Great
to have you back, boss.

Good be back, Buffer.

Good to have you back, sir.

MIKE FLYNN: Nav.

[THEME - ANTHONY AMMAR, LES
GOCK]

[humming]

THEME SONG: With a smile.

NARRATOR: Channel 9.