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10 of port wheel on, ma'am.

Very good.

Boss, we've got an unidentified incoming

heading towards our exclusion perimeter.

Boss, at this stage slow, but there's

no way he's going around us.

RIG MANAGER [ON COMM]: Navy, we got a situation on platform

four, unidentified craft seems to be on a collision course

with us.

Platform four, we have her.

She's moving at about six knots.

Roger that Hammersley.

Head for the rig, Nav.

Port 10, state 3-5-0.

Doesn't look like he's planning on changing course.

So she's going to ram the rig, boss?

Or worse.

Let's not wait to find out.

Full ahead both engines!

Full ahead both engines!

Platform four, this is Australian warship Hammersley.

We are making best speed.

You are in a security exclusion zone.

Stop, or heave to, or we will fire upon you!

This guy's got a death wish.

Charge, three warning shots across the bow.

Aim at target.

Engage.

[shots fired]

Sir?

The rig manager's getting a bit tetchy.

If this is a terrorist attack, that boat's

getting awfully close.

Disabling fire.

Stern engine space just above its waterline.

Three shell burst.

Aim at target.

Command approve.

Engage.

[shots fired]

Hands to boarding stations.

Hands to boarding stations.

Hands to boarding stations.

Check damage control, state three, condition voyager.

OK, Swain and Bomber, I want you to secure that engine space

and secure that fire.

Hey, Bomber, we're going into the wheelhouse.

Watch out for flames, ET!

Australian Navy, sir.

Kill the engine.

Put your hands behind your head and step away from the wheel.

Sir, we need to see your hands!

Sir!

Step away from the wheel and put your hands behind your head,

now!

ET?

Oh, I got you, I got you.

OK.

OK.

It's OK, mate.

What happened to him?

I don't know.

He looks like he's been badly beaten

and he's tied to the wheel.

There's no one else on board.

Swain, wheelhouse.

Who did this?

Hantu! Hantu!

It's all right.

I've got you.

[gurgling]

Sw-- Swain!

Swain?

Swain!

[theme music]

Any indication this was an attempt on the rig?

I think he was going there for help.

Sir, he said something before he died.

"Hantu."

He kept repeating it.

Could be Bahasa.

Could we look it up, please?

Hantu.

Hantu.

It seems as though there were others on board,

but I have no idea what happened to them.

Well, it could be Australian fishermen getting

a bit of their own back.

Yeah, maybe.

Close as I've got is H-A-N-T-U. It's Bahasa for "ghost."

Ghost?

X, "hantu" in Bahasa is "ghost."

Yeah, he might have known he was dying, boss.

FLYNN [ON COMM]: X, it's the feds problem now.

Disturb as little as possible.

We'll send a steaming party to you.

Roger that.

You OK?

Yeah.

Buff on the pass!

Oh! Too slow!

Are you up for a bit of kick-to-kick in the park?

A few beers, mate? Few beers?

No, thanks, mate, but I think I'll pass.

SPIDER: Come on!

Good exercise, ET.

No, I'll see you guys in a few days.

Where are you going?

Was going to go for a spot of diving.

Nice.

I'm going diving too.

ET: Yeah?

Yeah, not the sort that requires an oxygen tank,

though. - Spider!

Uh!

That's charming, Spider.

I hope you have a pleasant shore leave, Nav.

Yeah, you too, ET.

What a surprise seeing you here.

Are you expecting someone?

Yeah, my-- my boyfriend's coming over to dinner.

Oh.

What is it?

Oh, wow!

It's-- it's a clown fish.

Quick, quick, quick.

Oh!

And his name is Lance, as in Lancelot.

He's cute, but, uh--

But?

How am I going to take care of him when I'm at sea.

I'll do it.

What?

I'm leaving.

After this next rotation, I am out of the Navy for good.

When did you decide this?

I think a long time ago, but, um, after that

fisherman yesterday--

So what will you do?

Well, first of all, we can be together.

Yeah?

Yeah.

You know I've been doing diving over the shore leaves.

It hasn't all been for fun.

I've been doing casual work for the guys that

supply these little fellas.

They love me and they want me to work full-time.

What else do you see in there.

Um, a diver.

A treasure chest.

What do you keep in a treasure chest?

Treasure?

Oh!

If you would agree to marry me,

you, Nikki, will make me the happiest guy

in the whole world.

Yes!

Dear fianc e, I've gone diving.

I'll see you in a few days.

You look so beautiful in sleep even though you snore.

Much love, your husband-in-waiting.

Hey, what time are we knocking off?

When the job's done.

Yeah, can you narrow it down for me?

Mate, when the job's done.

That's why we get paid the big bucks.

Keep it in the boat now.

Trying!

Look at this!

Ahoy, there!

You're a long way from shore.

My husband promises me this is a holiday.

Yeah?

Where are you headed?

We're island-hopping to Timor.

What are you diving for?

Uh, deep-water sea fans.

What are they?

A type of coral.

Smile.

Josh, we've been crash-sailed.

You have to get here fast.

We sail in 30 minutes.

Call me as soon as you get the message.

Hey, hey!

Hello, sailor!

Your uniform's finally come through, Buff.

Yep.

Very, uh, military.

Well, that's the whole idea, Spider.

Didn't you read the memo, huh?

Hey, what's the big deal?

Wollongong found another body in the water.

Someone's got it in for these foreign fishermen.

Killing people over a few fish.

Way to go!

NAVCOM are taking it seriously, so hurry up!

Yeah.

Josh, please call me as soon as you get this message.

We've been crash-sailed We leave in 10 minutes.

Where are you?

[machines beeping]

Ta.

Sir, all crew present and accounted

for with the exception of ET.

Can't raise him on the phone.

Does anyone know where ET is?

ALL: No, sir.

Said he was going diving, but that was on Monday.

Monday?

Has anyone seen or spoken to him since then?

Nav?

Sir, how am I supposed to know where he is?

Well, you're his divisional officer.

I don't know.

Maybe he didn't expect us to be crash-sailed.

Well, none of us did, but we still got here.

All right.

We sail without him.

RO, get on with NAVCOM, have someone should

check out the usual haunts.

Yes, sir.

How was your leave, Nav?

[phone ringing]

Nav? - Hammersley.

Leading Seaman Dixon.

Go ahead.

Huh?

Shore leave.

Did you get up to anything? - Oh.

DIXON: Thank you. - No.

Coast Watch have just sent out an alert for a missing dive

vessel in the Red Reef area.

It's got eight personnel on board.

They've tasked us to search those coordinates.

Nav.

Change of nav track.

Nikki?

You still on leave?

That's seven hours from here, sir, just north of Red Reef.

Get us there, full speed.

Port 20, steer 3-0-0, revolutions 2-0-0-0

RO: Revolutions 2-0-0-0.

Arriving at the coordinates now.

You sure these are the right coordinates, RO?

Yes, sir.

OK.

If dive vessel went down, there would be flotsam.

On the island there, what's that?

Birds.

OK, let's get the RHIBs in the water.

Yes, sir.

[screams]

Nav?

[sobbing]

What do you think happened?

No obvious sign of trauma to any of them.

It'd have to-- have to have been hose-diving

connected to a central pump on the boat.

But to kill all eight?

Something must have happened to the pump I guess.

[sobbing]

Nikki, it's time.

Come on.

Come on.

[sobbing]

RO?

Inform NAVCOM, please?

Let them know we've found all eight divers

in the Red Reef area.

Yes, sir.

Sir?

Yeah?

I've got NAVCOM on hold.

They're returning your call.

Thanks.

Sir, I want the job of finding out what happened.

Oh, he was more than just a crew member, sir.

Oh, Nik.

[sobbing]

[whimpers]

Thank you, sir.

[knocking]

Come in.

Take a seat, Nav.

You want a brew or anything?

No, thank you, sir.

It's clear that you and ET were in a relationship.

He was going to leave the Navy.

We were getting married.

I'm sorry.

I knew something was wrong.

What was he doing out there?

He was working for the dive company, casually.

Sir, I was his divisional officer.

I should have stopped him.

Why didn't you?

I'm sorry.

Did ET talk about this company he worked for?

Robsenn Tropical Fish and Coral?

Did he mentioned his employers, Matt and Simone Robsenn?

No.

Right.

Well, they holiday at Lugger Bay.

NAVCOM tasked us to inform them of the incident.

We think, given the circumstances,

that you should take an extended break from sea duties

as soon as we can return to port.

No.

No, thank you.

I just want to stay busy.

What's that boat?

Thanks.

Honey?

We've yet to locate their boat.

Coast Watch are organizing an aerial search,

and Navy will send as many vessels

that are available to help.

OK.

Mr. Robsenn, what were your divers looking for out there?

Exotic corals and marine life for collectors worldwide.

Specimens you can only find in really deep water,

like Iciligorgia schrammi, red sea fin.

People in the Middle East pay top dollar, especially

for our sort of quality.

My father was world-famous for it.

- It wasn't an accident! - Simone!

It wasn't!

Honey, we don't know anything yet.

What makes you think that it wasn't an accident?

We've been having problems with foreign poachers.

Used to be they'd keep their distance.

More recently, they've been coming

in on top of their dives.

One of their boats tried to board us about a month back.

We were lucky.

We had 300 grand of sea fin on board.

Have you reported this?

Yeah, no does anything.

Look where we are.

We're closer to Delhi than Darwin.

Does the word "hantu" mean anything to you?

No.

What is it?

We're looking into an attack on some foreign fishermen.

It may be related to your poachers.

They're picking each other off now?

It's just speculation at this stage.

I told them, the first sign of trouble get out of there.

A chunk of coral is not worth dying for.

What can you tell me about Josh Holiday?

He was one of our casuals.

He's was a good fellow.

He was also one of my sailors, so we're feeling your loss,

and we'll do everything we can to get

to the bottom of what happened.

[radar echos]

No sign of the dive boat, boss.

We're coming up on the Western edge of the search area.

[radar ping]

Contact?

Contact, bearing 3-5-2, range 800 yards.

Spider?

Yeah, got it, boss.

Type four FFV.

She's moving along pretty fast.

A straight line back on that bearing

puts us where we found the divers.

We'll take them at dawn.

Boarding party's secondaries off.

Spider, search the boat!

- Yes, ma'am! - Down.

Get down!

Get down!

Hands up!

Hey!

Do you speak English?

Get back from the controls!

My boat!

With me.

My boat!

Down!

You speak English?

Sit down!

Are you this boat's master?

Are you the master of this vessel.

Yes.

X, X!

They've got the whole cast of "Finding Nemo" down there.

So can you explain, and you better, how you

came into possession of this?

We're--

Stay seated and answer the question.

Were they diving when you went aboard?

Were they?

Did you interfere with their air supply?

No!

Did you cut off their air supply?

No!

You realize that you killed eight men

for some coral and some fish?

Didn't you?

We didn't kill nobody!

The boat sinking!

We salvage, that's all!

There's nobody on the boat!

There's nobody on the boat because they

were down below diving, and you cut off their air supply!

You're killed eight men!

It was alone!

There was nobody there with the boat!

We-- we took what we could get.

We didn't touch nothing else!

Didn't touch the pump!

I promise!

We didn't kill nobody!

I'm a Christian.

My men too.

Christians good men.

Put him with the others.

You go over there with the others.

I swear to God!

Sit.

Sit down!

You found any weapons down there?

No, ma'am. Nothing.

Not a thing.

Had the boat fully gone under when they left it?

Sir, they're saying that the water was up to its gunnels,

but it was still afloat.

OK, get its coordinates.

We'll see what's left of it.

And organize a two-man steaming party to get the vessel

and the crew back to port.

All right, mate.

I'll be in the wheelhouse. - Yeah.

Stay where you are.

It's marked Robsenn Marine, sir.

It's definitely off the dive boat.

Roger.

Well, they weren't lying about the boat.

You know, ET never said anything about you two.

Yeah.

We all loved him, but you've lost more than any of us.

[sobbing]

You are not alone in this.

Thank you.

The men that died, did you know them?

One of them was our friend.

What was his name?

Name was Josh.

We call him ET.

I'll pray for your friend.

[gunshots]

Stop!

Spider!

[coughs] OK.

It's tear gas.

Cover your eyes!

[gunshots]

Charlie 8-2, we're under attack.

Did you say hantu?

Ghost!

Over!

I'll need some cover out here.

[gunshots]

Look out!

I'll take starboard!

Going aft, Swaino!

Don't move.

[gunfire]

Drop your weapon!

[gunfire]

Don't' move or I'll blow your head off!

Drop your weapon!

Drop it!

Spider!

[coughing]

We're the Australian Navy.

This boat and this crew are under our command.

Shut up.

[coughing]

But we're the Australian Navy, OK?

You want to live?

Shut up.

Emile!

[coughing]

Get them on board and out of sight.

[whistle]

Scottie, get out of here.

LANG CALWELL: Get all those contains of fish.

I want them released.

We need to get out of here.

Hurry it up.

Hey!

Move it.

Now!

Hold it there.

[music playing]

[non-english speech]

Hey-- you reckon this is Hantu, the ghost?

Tell me about him.

This Hantu, he kill everybody but one--

will come back and tell what happened,

how Hantu kill because we fish.

That fishermen at the oil rig was just trying to get home.

With a message.

Be it had something do with ET's death.

[hatch opening]

You two, up.

We're not going anywhere until we

speak to whoever's in charge.

Well, he wants to talk to you.

Vest off.

You-- up, vest off.

Hands out.

LANG CALWELL: Right.

Let's put those fish back in the ocean where they belong.

Why are these men tied up?

Untie them.

I'm Lane Caldwell, skipper of this vessel.

I take it you're off one of our patrol boats?

HMAS Hammersley.

Where is she, then?

Actually, we were due to meet up with her

when we were interrupted.

Yeah.

She won't be far away at all.

Give them their radio.

You'd better call in.

Go on.

Charlie 82, this is Sierra 82, over.

Charlie 82, this is Sierra 82.

Come in, over.

Not as close as you thought.

Look, Mr. Caldwell-- why don't you put us back on that boat

with the fishermen, and we'll be on our way

before this gets any more complicated

than it needs to be, huh?

Ever seen one of these before?

This is a red deepwater sea fan.

Some star guru, somewhere, has decided this looks

better hanging off someone's earlobe

than it does on a coral reef.

Most marine systems are on the brink,

and yet somehow, this is still a desirable, luxury trinket.

Mr. Caldwell, I'm sure--

What have they told you about me, the fisherman?

They have a name for you--

Hantu.

Hantu's a myth to inspire fear.

They're terrified of you.

Give them something to think about before they

turn their boats south.

RIG MANAGER [ON COMM]: Sierra A2, this is Charlie 82.

Come in.

Sierra 82, this is Charlie 82.

Come in, Swain.

Sir, we should have made contact when they were

in the position we left them.

X, your impression was that these fishermen

didn't attack the dive boat?

It was.

I'm not so sure now.

OK.

They've managed to overpower our steaming party

and regain control of their boat.

They'll be high-tailing it north,

for international waters.

Get on the coast watch, see if they've

got a plane up there that can do a sweep north,

from here to here.

Let's head north, Nav.

Yes, sir.

Guess they haven't worked out what to do with us yet.

At least the ship will be looking for us by now.

Except they'll be searching to the north,

under the theory that we lost control of the FFV

and they're making a run for international waters.

So we're on our own.

At least we can persuade them to turn the boat north,

put us in the search area. - Yeah.

A lot they're going to do there.

You want a favor from someone, you appeal to their better

interests, right?

What do these guys want more than anything?

So there's a mother ship?

30,000 ton factory ship.

Apparently, it services about 30 vessels

the size of the one you've got out the back.

Well, they're just volunteers?

Well, they were trying to bargain

their way out of trouble, hoping we'd let them go.

You pass on this information to your ship?

They were out of range by then, not that it

would make any difference.

In international waters, it's untouchable.

These ships sit on the other side of the line

and let their fleet of smaller boats

bring their catch to them.

But just because we can't touch them doesn't mean you can't.

Look, if you really want to hurt this industry,

you take out the mother ships.

The fishermen go home, unharmed.

What have you got to say, Seaman Webb?

Well yeah, it'd be pretty cool to take out a mother ship.

What's its position?

Fisherman go free?

You have my word.

It's in the Timor Sea, about 30 nautical miles

south of Bernier Island.

Bring us around to that heading.

Have the fishermen brought on deck,

and have their boat ready for their return home.

[music playing]

I hope we're doing the right thing.

What do you mean?

What if those fishermen did kill ET?

Come and sit down, gentlemen.

Where are you from?

We're based out of Cairns.

You're married, right?

Yes.

How long?

Coming up on six years.

Children?

A little girl.

How old?

Nearly two.

Just started talking, actually.

You realize you can't go home to them.

Look, why don't you just let us go, yeah?

We wouldn't tell anyone.

Course you would.

What else could you do?

But you could join us.

I could use two men like you.

With your knowledge and experience,

we could do great things.

Him and him.

Do we have any choice?

Do you know what they do to green turtles

to get their eggs?

They get the females on the beach,

and they cut them open while they're still alive.

They leave them to die like that too,

sometimes in their hundreds.

You ever seen that?

Yeah.

How did it make you feel?

There indifference is spectacular.

The only way to fight that is with the same indifference.

[screaming]

Hey!

Hey!

Hold him!

Hold him!

Get back.

[screaming]

Hantu!

Yeah.

Hantu.

You gave me you word!

You gave me your word!

Tell your people what happens.

Hantu!

They steal our fish.

[grunt]

Don't come back.

Good luck.

Contact bearing 258, range 700 yards.

Bring it up on the EOD.

Sir, it's not them.

Least they could do is respond to our distress call.

Vessel on my starboard bow, this is

Australian warship Hammersley.

Please respond, over.

There is no mother ship.

RIG MANAGER [ON COMM]: This is Australian warship

Hammersley, respond.

Over.

[fighting]

Ship on my starboard bow, this is

Australian warship Hammersley.

Please respond.

Over.

Sir, they're changing course.

[fighting]

This is Australian warship Hammersley, respond.

Over.

What can I do for you, Australian warship?

Keep them down.

Keep them quiet.

We're looking for a type 4 fishing boat out of East Timor.

Blue hull, white cabin, approximately 40 feet

in length.

Have you seen anything fitting that description?

Over. - No.

Nothing like that, I'm afraid.

Haven't seen a boat in days.

Sir, they're resuming their course.

FLYNN [ON RADO]: OK.

Thank you.

Hope you find her!

They don't respond to our distress call,

and when we show up, their first instinct

is to alter their course.

I think they're hoping that we didn't

know that they were there.

Smugglers?

Sir, we are approaching the edge of our search area.

Do you want to sweep north?

Halt course.

Vessel on my starboard bow, this is

Australian warship Hammersley.

Stop or heave to, I intend to board you.

Ah, we're going to have company.

Take them down to the hull.

You get the rest.

Cover me.

X, take them over a photo of the FFV.

X: Photo?

Yeah, so they know what we're looking for.

Sniff around, but keep it low key.

RO, Buffer, go with the X.

Sit down and shut up.

Permission to come aboard?

Welcome.

Sir, we're all Australian Navy.

Buffer, I don't see how else I can help

you with your missing boat.

Yeah.

Well, we couldn't give you this over the radio.

Nah, haven't seen it.

No, keep it.

Pass it amongst your crew, or just in case

you do come across it.

Sure.

So, when did it become OK for you to kill innocent fishermen?

Shut up.

Do you kill any nationality, or just Asian?

I said shut up.

What cargo are you carrying?

Building materials.

We're on our way to Christmas Island.

They're building a new community center there.

It's a nice boat, sir.

Thank you.

We have a look around?

Be my guest.

Thank you.

Mind if we take a look inside?

Sure.

Thank you.

This one?

They're all the same, believe me.

Well, you know how it is.

Sir, Coastwatch have spotted the FFV 42 nautical miles north

northeast of our position.

Excellent.

Sorry to take up your time.

Thank you.

X, return to Hammersley immediately.

We've located the FFV.

Over.

Copy that.

We're heading back now.

Coastwatch just found our vessel.

Let's go. - Oh.

There you go.

Do you even remember how many you've killed?

Shut up.

You killed those eight divers, didn't you?

[fighting]

X?

Sir, can you come here, please?

Come on, X. Move it along.

We've got a boat to catch.

Don't worry about that now, Buffer.

What's up?

Can you explain why you have a Robsenn

Marine container on board?

Spider, get the gun!

Oh.

You want to know where they came from?

Let's go. BUFFER: Yes.

Fallen off the back of someone's boat.

And you happened to be driving along, and you picked it up?

Hey, Buffer, we're going.

That's an order.

Exactly where did you find this container?

Buffer, we're going now.

[gunfire]

Charge, get on the Typhoon.

Aye, sir.

[gunfire]

- X? - Buffer?

You and I will rotate the wheelhouse.

[gunfire]

Take that cloth, put some pressure on it.

[grunts] All right.

You right?

Go, Swain-o.

FLYNN [ON RADO]: Drop your weapons or I will fire on you.

Drop your weapons or we will fire on you.

[gunfire]

Drop your weapon! [gunfire]

Nav, down!

[gunfire]

[glass shattering]

[gunfire]

[fighting]

X: Buffer!

Two hostiles down.

X, moving aft.

RO, you take portside.

Weapon, X?

Yep.

Swain-o, he's had enough.

Swain, where's Spider?

RIG MANAGER [ON COMM]: All crew be prepared by 1000 hours

for ET's memorial service.

The police have discounted Caldwell and his crew

with the death of the divers.

The vessel was docked in Gove at the time of the incident.

And now they're blaming the fishermen.

Do you doubt that?

My feeling is that they were illegal fishermen, not killers.

It must have been just a terrible accident.

I don't see how.

The safety procedures we have in place

are practically foolproof.

Well, we'll certainly keep you informed of our investigations.

We'd appreciate that.

Hammersley, ho!

Have you spoken with ET's parents?

No.

I haven't met them yet.

If I told them, I'd just be adding to their sadness.

I'm sure that's not the case.

I'm going to be close by, OK?

Mrs. Holiday, my name is Nikki Caetano.

I was Josh's divisional officer.

I am so sorry.

Among Josh's personal effects were some letters.

I can't tell you what it means to us, knowing that somebody

loved him so much.

MAN: HMS Hammersley ho!

Off caps!

How do we frame our grief?

How do we make sense of a life taken away so early?

These are things that we will ponder for years to come,

and there are no easy answers.

What is clear, though, is the way ET lived his life.

He represented the finest values of the Royal Australian Navy.

He believed passionately.

He was loyal to his crew, and he never shirked his duty.

He was courageous, diligent, and his sense of humor

could diffuse even the most difficult situation.

He was a son.

He was a brother.

He was a friend.

And he-- he was a member of my crew.

We will miss him.

I now commit to leading Seaman Joshua Holiday to the sea.

May his soul rest in peace.

General salute.

Present arms!

[bugle]

Present!

Fire!

[gunshots]

Fire!

[gunshots]

Fire!

[gunshots]

[bugle]

Goodbye.

[theme music]