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[thunder crashing]

Sea state, sea state five, four-and-a-half-meter swell.

Pushing into a 53-knot headwind, sir.

Can you give us any more revs, Charge?

Uh, sir, I'm over the top of the green.

I can't give her any more.

Through the worst of it.

Another hour and we should be out the other side.

Yeah, that's if it doesn't suck us back in.

Sir, we've got a mayday.

ROBSENN 1 [ON COMM]: Mayday, mayday!

This is Robsenn 1, in need of assistance, over.

That's Matt and Simone Robsenn's boat.

Robsenn 1, this Australian warship Hammersley.

Could you repeat those coordinates?

Over.

ROBSENN 1 [ON COMM]: We're approximately 10 degrees,

20 south, 1-3-1 10 east, over.

They're 80 miles to the north of us,

right near the eye of the storm.

Any other assets better placed, RO?

Sir, it's just us.

Glenelg beat the storm back into port.

The Childers is 150 miles southwest.

And, of course, Coast Watch is grounded.

OK, inform Robsenn 1 we're on our way.

Sir.

Nav, bring us about.

Robsenn 1, this is Australian warship Hammersley.

We're 80 miles south of your position.

RO, tell them to head to the lee of Barkly island.

[interposing voices]

Steering, 3-5-5.

[thunder crashing]

Robsenn 1, this is Hammersley calling you on VHF channel 1-6,

over.

Robsenn 1, this is Hammersley calling you on VHF channel 1-6,

over.

Robsenn 1, this is Hammersley calling you VHF channel--

Why don't you get some sleep, Nav?

It's been a long night for everyone, sir.

Longer for you.

You've been on since first watch.

What are the Robsenns doing in the middle of the Arafura.

Diving for coral, I imagine.

Yeah, but the coroner's due to give

his finding into ET's death.

RO: Yes, sir.

I would have thought they'd be in port for that.

Sir, Coast Watch have found wreckage in the water.

Roger.

Uh, sir, I have a visual.

Right ahead, lone swimmer in the water, 1000 yards.

Slow ahead, both engines.

Ma'am, slow ahead, both engines.

Hear there, your captain speaking.

We've spotted a man in the water.

Stand by to recover by swimmer.

Heaving on the recovery line!

Avast!

Any sign of Simone?

No.

Walk back on the recovery line!

Spider!

Get him inboard!

Down.

Got him?

Lieutenant Geoff Kershaw, ex-Royal Australian Navy.

Permission to come on board, sir?

Yeah, roger that.

You're very lucky, Mr. Kershaw.

Oh, please, call me Geoff.

And your ex-Navy you said?

Yeah, navigator on Norman.

On the old mine hunters?

Yeah, [laughs] I swallowed the anchor back in 2001,

and been running a small export business

out of Cairns ever since.

Where were you heading when the storm hit?

On the way back from Delhi.

I hope you're insured.

So, uh, is there anyone we can contact for you in Cairns?

Let them know you're OK.

No, no.

I'm solo on that front.

Right-o.

Bit like you, Captain Flynn.

Married to the RAN.

Like me?

Yeah, Mighty Mike Flynn.

I went through ADFA a couple of intakes after this bloke.

You left quite an impression there.

Excuse me, Coast Watch have spotted the Robsenns' vessel

and made it to the lee of Barkly Island,

but they're not responding to calls.

Thanks.

Geoff Kershaw, Lieutenant Kate MacGregor.

Our XO.

Good to meet you.

Looks like you might be riding along with us for a bit, Geoff.

We've still got a mayday to respond to.

Oh, no worries.

FLYNN: Nav set A course for Barkly Island.

Give me a chance to see how these Armidales

compare to the old Fremantle.

No comparison, mate.

Chalk and cheese.

XO: Looks intact.

I still can't raise anyone on VHF.

Take a boarding party. Check her out.

Yes, sir.

Hello, is anybody there?

Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

2Dads, you go forward.

Spider, flybridge.

Hello?

Australian Navy!

Hello?

Buffer, anything?

Ghost ship, X.

Buff?

2Dads?

Yeah, she looks pretty ship-shape, ma'am.

Uh, Captain, X.

FLYNN [ON COMM]: Go ahead, X.

Sir, Robsenn 1 appears to have been abandoned,

but she's undamaged, over.

What about her anchor?

Anchor?

Anchor's been let go ma'am.

It's been let go, sir. FLYNN [ON COMM]: OK.

Take the log book out.

See if anything's been recorded, Out.

BUFFER: XO?

Copy that.

What is it?

Uh, sir, we've just found a sizable cache of weapons

on the flybridge, over.

Say again, X?

Yeah, boss, we've got two Steyrs, to MP5s,

and a spike-guided missile.

I repeat, a spike-guided missile.

Sir, this is heavy-duty hardware here.

OK, X, I want you to list the weapons and the serial numbers.

Then post a sentry on the boat and coordinate

a search of the island.

The Robsenns may have gone ashore.

I'll send over a second RHIB.

Out.

Copy that.

What would the Robsenns want with all of this?

A large cache of armaments, sir, just sitting on the deck.

Did you get the serial numbers?

FLYNN [ON COMM]: My RO's e-mailing them through to you

as we speak.

Matt and Simone Robsenn, they had some huge coral

and aquarium business, and there was-- there was some

incident with the divers, or--

Yes, sir.

Eight divers died, including Josh Holiday,

our Electronic Technician.

MARSHALL [ON COMM]: It's hard to believe they'd be

involved in weapons smuggling.

Listen, Mike, those serial numbers

have started to come through.

I'll check them out and get back to you.

Permission to come onto the bridge, sir.

Come on up, Geoff.

And no "sir."

Just Mike.

Geoff Kershaw, ex-Navy, Chief Engineer Andy Thorp,

Radio Operator Robert Dixon.

It's Charge, and it's good to have an ex-Navy man aboard.

XO [ON COMM]: Charlie 0-2, this is X-ray 2.

Go ahead, X.

XO [ON COMM]: Sir, we're currently--

A female XO, eh?

Yeah, and a female navigator, no less.

[scoffs] That wouldn't happen in my day.

At least you boys got the cook part right.

All right, X. Keep me informed.

Out.

You're, uh, chasing down some missing civilians?

Yeah, all part of the job.

Makes for a varied workplace.

That's the problem with being the CO, eh?

Stuck up on the bridge giving all the orders, while everyone

else gets to have the fun.

I'm lucky.

I've got an outstanding crew.

No, I think they're lucky to have a CO of your caliber.

I think they're still talking about this bloke at ADFA.

Must have been that whoopee cushion

I put under the Admiral's seat at graduation parade.

You didn't hear that.

Anything 2Dads?

2DADS [ON COMM]: Negative, X. We might push west.

Scrub ahead is pretty inaccessible.

X?

Something's been dragged through here.

OK, let's spread out.

There's a lot of guns around today, so be alert.

- Mmm! - Ma'am!

X!

Mm-mm!

Mmm!

Yeah, they're both fine, boss.

A little bit dehydrated and obviously

shaken up, but otherwise OK.

Right, thanks.

You found them.

Did you get some sleep?

No, not really.

Hey.

You must be the nav?

Yeah.

Geoff Kershaw

Nikki Caetano.

Used to share your rank and same skillset.

Yeah, Charge has told me all about you.

Mr. and Mrs. Robsenn, could you

tell us what happened to you after your mayday transmission?

Oh, I managed to get some shelter near the island.

And then we lost the radio.

It was my idea to trek to the top

this morning to get a satphone signal.

And that's when you were attacked?

This guy held us at gunpoint and tied us up.

You have no idea who this man was

or what those weapons were doing on your vessel.

The bloke took the keys to our boat.

That's all I know.

It seems he wanted the Robsenn's boat, sir.

Well, I'm guessing to transport all the weapons.

Mike, yeah, we've traced those serial numbers to a large cache

of weaponry stolen from an army base in Darwin,

about six months ago.

What?

It's Army ordnance?

MARSHALL [ON PHONE]: Well, the feds

have been after a former warrant officer, a Shane Davis,

in connection with the theft.

He was an Army ammunition technician till he

was dishonorably discharged.

Well, at least we got them back.

MARSHALL [ON PHONE]: Well, not all of them, I'm afraid.

I mean, Davis stole enough to outfit

a small army, or a rebel group, or a-- or a terrorist cell.

But Mike, I want you to lead this search

personally, all right?

What do we do with the Robsenns?

They can stay put until the situation is resolved.

We'll keep two sentries on their boat,

but with our Typhoon on display, I don't think anyone's

going to try and take it.

I'll pipe the order.

Yeah.

And now, it's a two-finger exercise.

Or thumbs.

All right, guys, listen up.

If Davis is on this island with his stolen hardware,

he's not going to give it up easily.

What about the feds, boss?

The earliest they can get here is tomorrow morning.

I want teams of two.

Swain with me, we'll head east.

Sir.

Buffer with Spider, take the island's west flank.

What about me, boss?

Stay with the RHIB.

Davis obviously has transport issues.

I don't want to give him a leg-up in that department.

Watch your oppo's back.

Let's go.

So we've got two MTU 16-valve 2,300-kilowatt

diesels driving twin screws through a Z-F transmission.

That that is propelling 2,700 tons of steel at 25 knots.

That's impressive.

Yeah, I know.

What's her draft?

About 2.4 meters.

Range?

3,000 miles at 12 knots.

That is 25% more than a Fremantle.

Does she give you any trouble?

If only my ex-girlfriend was this undemanding,

and as easy on the eye.

[laughs] Hey, Charge?

What's this?

This screen.

Oh, that's austere.

It's temporary accommodation.

We use it for foreign fishermen, even as a makeshift hospital.

Right.

And over here--

White in one.

Just white.

Ah, cheers.

Sorry?

Nikki.

It's just what we need after the couple of days we've had.

I was actually surprised to hear

that you were out on the water.

I thought that you'd be at the coroner's inquest

into the deaths of your crew.

Well, that's exactly where we were

heading till this storm hit us.

We did give our evidence last week.

What did you say?

I mean, sorry, what do you think happened?

Well, obviously we don't know for certain.

As far as I can tell, an accident with the oxygen

supply.

Eight divers?

All eight of them?

Things can happen pretty fast if the supply is contaminated.

They would have had to ignore safety procedures, though.

Unfortunately, people cut corners.

Look, we're as confused and frustrated as anyone.

We've lost our colleagues, our friends.

MATT ROBSENN: We understand you lost a shipmate, too.

Yeah.

He was my fianc e, Josh Holiday.

We called him ET.

Oh, Nikki.

I had no idea.

NAV: He just proposed.

We were going to get married.

Josh was a great guy.

We both really liked him.

We are so, so sorry.

FLYNN [ON COMM]: Nav to the bridge.

Excuse me.

So save your primary system under your target, press fire,

Typhoon will obliterate it in 50 rounds a minute.

Makes a mocker of the old Bofors.

CHARGE: Yeah.

Anything, Buff?

BUFFER [ON COMM]: Uh, nothing, boss.

We're approaching the island's westernmost point.

FLYNN [ON COMM]: OK, hug the coastline north.

We'll rendezvous on the beach there and reassess.

Yeah, roger that.

Out.

X-ray 0-2, captain.

This is X-ray 0-2.

Go ahead.

We might need some more numbers over here, X,

to cover more ground.

Prep a second shore party.

XO [ON COMM]: OK, copy that.

Sir, Buffer.

We're in pursuit of a single subject heading northeast.

Stand by, over.

Copy that.

We're on our way.

[gunfire]

Buffer, I'm hearing gunfire.

It's that way, sir.

BUFFER [ON COMM]: Sir, the subject's firing on us.

We're on our way.

[gunfire]

[cocks gun]

[gunshot]

Buff?

I think I hit him.

XO [ON COMM]: Sitrep, Buffer?

Yeah, boss.

I think the subject's down.

Stand by, over.

Careful, Buff.

He's not bleeding.

I'm pretty sure I hit him.

He's got a vest on, Spider.

Impact must've knocked him out.

[growls]

Get them up!

All under control, Buffer?

A false alarm.

Kevlar.

Mr. Davis?

We've already found some of the stolen ordnance.

Where's the rest of it?

Answer him.

Buffer, you and Swain take him back to the ship.

Swain and I will look for these weapons.

Are you OK?

I'll be fine.

Let's go.

Right.

Take him up to the wardroom and get him patched up.

Hate to see his big brother.

Ah, lieutenant?

Yes, Mr. Robsenn?

That's not the man who attacked us.

It's just been a while since I've

actually shot someone, boss.

You did well, Spider.

It was justifiable self-defense, and your report

will reflect that.

Boss?

Looks like we hit the mother lode.

XO [ON COMM]: Charlie 0-2, this is X-ray 0-2, over.

Go ahead, X.

XO [ON COMM]: Sir, the man that buffer and Swain brought back

to the ship, he's not the one who attacked the Robsenns,

so there has to be more than one on the island, over.

I wouldn't!

XO [ON COMM]: Sir, did you copy that?

Put it down, Spider.

Charlie 0-2, this is X-ray 0-2, over.

Charlie 0-2, this is X-ray 0-2, radio check.

Which one of you is Davis?

That would be me, captain.

The Navy and feds will be all over this island in no time.

Might as well hand yourselves in now.

Save everyone a lot of trouble.

I happen to like trouble.

XO [ON COMM]: Captain, X, radio check.

And your boys just uncovered several crates of it.

Captain, X, over!

Problem with the radio?

There's nothing wrong with the radios.

2Dads just serviced them.

He's not talking.

He-- you would figure he was mute.

Tried bamboo under the fingernails?

Excuse me?

Well, it is national security.

You know what RO?

You are not helping the situation.

Swain, I want you to take Buffer and two

others back to the island, and set up a search.

We're going to communicate on our coded frequency.

RO, you stay on that radio.

I'm going to inform NAVCOM of the situation.

You obviously can't get these crates off the island.

That's why you needed the Robsenn's boat, right?

Charlie 0-2, this is Romeo 0-2.

Come in.

You know jack, Charlie 0-2.

Little change of plan is all.

Now, keep moving.

Go on!

Where are we going?

You'll find out when we get there.

Yes, I understand that, Lieutenant.

But-- oh, thank you-- doesn't change

the fact that the feds can't get there before tomorrow.

Well, do we have any idea how dangerous this Davis guy is?

Well, let's just assume he's really dangerous, Kate.

But right now, it's in your hands.

You call me if you've got a problem.

Yes, sir.

Lieutenant.

It's Kate, right?

What is it Mr. Kershaw?

Oh, nothing.

Just the ship's abuzz.

Something's going down.

Well, we have a situation on Barkly Island

that we're dealing with.

This Davis guy, he's, um, ex-Army, yeah?

How do you know that?

Sailors talk.

You've been in the Navy long enough to know that.

We think that he has taken the CO and a seaman

bosun's mate hostage.

Has he?

Why don't you let me over there?

- What? - I'm ex-Navy.

You know, I'm experienced with weapons,

close-quarter combat, probably more experienced than anyone

you might have seen.

Well, they you'll know that I can't authorize that.

So don't authorize it.

Just let me go of my own accord.

You're a civilian.

I can't arm you.

I can't let you put yourself in danger.

I can take care of myself.

I'm sure you can.

Flynn hasn't cornered the market on heroism, you know.

In fact, if he's let some ex-brown job

get the better of him, then maybe everyone's overrated him.

Including you.

Will you excuse me? I have some work to do.

Yes, ma'am.

Where are you expecting to sell all this stuff?

East Timor?

New Guinea?

Fiji?

You looking to buy Navy?

Most of these pieces have serial numbers.

They'll be traced back to you, and you'll

be held responsible for whatever atrocities they cause.

You're the ones who profit from violence and misery.

It's because of so-called defense forces like yours

that this stuff even exists.

You used to be a part of that defense force, Davis.

Not any more, mate.

My days as a career soldier are long gone.

Yeah, that's right.

You were dishonorably discharged.

Just shut your gob and keep moving.

I can't.

I got to stop.

I said, keep moving.

I can't.

OK, head to the beach.

Get to the beach.

You fall down again, and I'll shoot you like a dog.

Now, pick it up, girls.

One, two, three.

Buff, it's one of ours.

This must be where they found the ordnance.

X, Buffer.

Yeah, we're at what we believe is the CO and Spider's

last known position.

Found a radio, Spider's Steyr, and no sign of the ordnance.

over.

OK, Buffer.

You split up, you head to the highest point of the island

and take a look around.

Yeah, roger that.

Bomb, with me.

2Dads, we'll take the high road.

Keep your eyes open for anything else the boss

might have left behind.

What?

This is your transport?

How far do you think you'll get in that.

Far enough.

All right.

Enough slacking off.

Load her up.

Come on, Spider.

One, two, three.

Swain.

Swain!

Cyalume stick.

Let's go.

X, we spotted the CO and Spider.

They're on the north beach with two other men.

They appear to have a hovercraft, over.

They're loading the guns onto it as we speak, X.

OK, Swain, I'm going to send the second RHIB

to the northern beaches to intercept.

OK, Buffer, where are you?

BUFFER [ON COMM]: Yeah, X, Bomber and I are making

for the RHIB on the beach.

All right.

Make it quick.

Let's go.

Now what?

Let's move up the beach a bit.

I'll get this thing started.

Boss, please don't let them do this.

You're not thinking this through.

This will do.

Get on your knees.

How far do you think you'll get in a hovercraft?

You'll never outrun our RHIBs and patrol boat.

I said get on your knees!

Listen, right now, we're the only assets you've got.

Your boat's on the other side of the island.

By the time they find your bodies, we'll be long gone.

Australian Navy!

[gunfire]

Drop your weapon!

Australian Navy!

Get of of there!

Get out of the vehicle!

Stop or I'll shoot!

Stop or I'll shoot!

Don't shoot!

X, do not fire on the hovercraft.

It's loaded with explosives! - All right?

Yeah.

Come on!

Get us alongside, Stansi!

Australian Navy!

Stop your engines!

I repeat, stop your engines!

FLYNN [ON COMM]: Buffer, take the starboard side.

We've got the port side.

BUFFER [ON COMM]: Copy.

Bring us right up to them.

Boss, we've got the starboard side.

Swaino, clear!

Davis, stop your vessel!

Stop your vessel!

Stop your vessel!

Stop your vessel!

We got a man in the water!

Stop your vessel!

[interposing voices]

XO [ON COMM]: Spider, what is going on out there?

X, the boss is in the water.

BUFFER [ON COMM]: X, we've got him.

We have the captain.

Repeat, we have the captain.

Give us your hand, boss.

XO [ON COMM]: Copy that, Buffer.

See you back on Hammersley, over.

Good work, boss.

Are you OK?

A bit soggy.

Otherwise, fine.

Always a hero, eh?

Mr. Robsenn, do you recognize either of these two men?

Yeah, that's him.

This one?

Yeah.

Buffer, you're in charge.

Secure them both in austere, along with their colleague.

Federal police will be here in the morning

to take you into custody.

Captain, don't suppose we could get our boat back now.

Absolutely.

I'll have 2Dads and Swain drive you over, remove

the armaments from your boat.

You will need to talk to the federal police

when you get back into port, make a formal statement.

Sure.

Thanks for your help.

Pleasure.

Swaino, secure the weapons on the beach

with the other crates.

We'll post sentries overnight.

Yeah, right away, boss.

Nikki.

I'll be thinking of you.

Good luck at the inquest.

Yes, please, X.

I set up a sentry roster to guard the ordnance.

You haven't put Spider on it?

No.

Good.

I think he'd be happy never to see those weapons again.

Geoff Kershaw, how well do you know him?

Never met him before.

Why?

He seems to know you.

Well, apparently he went through officer training

after me at ADFA.

He's a bit of a strange one, some of the things he said.

Well, he's off the boat tomorrow.

Get the feds to drop him back at Cairns.

Meanwhile, I thought we should splice the old main brace.

Hear there, captain speaking.

We'll be staying at anchor until the feds arrive in the morning,

and to reward you for a good day's work,

the X has suggested a steel-beach barbecue

on the boat deck.

Nice one, X.

Don't know anything about it.

So Bomb, that means having that hot plate sizzling.

That's all.

Sir, that includes beer rations, sir?

You're dreaming, Charge.

Hey, Mike.

I, uh, I just wanted to apologize for that crack

before.

Sir?

It's Commander Marshall on the line.

Yes, sir?

Yeah, Davis is in austere with his two partners.

And I've secured the armaments on the island with sentries.

Easier than transporting them to the ship.

All right, fellas, Buffer.

Pick a card, any card.

Swaino, hungry Buffer.

Ma'am, I just aimed, I just fired, I got him.

I didn't really think about it too much.

OK, Spider, all I'm saying is that if you want

to talk about it, I'm here.

Ace of spades.

Yeah!

Why would I want talk about it, X?

Because you shot a man, you goose.

Yeah, most people would be a little bit

uncomfortable about that.

Yeah, but he got back up again.

That's not really the point, Spider.

Did you feel anything?

No.

It's pretty stoked I outshot Buff, though.

Typical guy.

Yes, all bluff.

There's a bit too much testosterone

flying around this boat for my liking today.

Roger!

You run a tight ship, captain.

Almost be sad to leave it.

Feds will ferry you back tomorrow.

Let you get back to your life.

Not much of a life.

No boat, no business.

Might as well ride along with you for a bit.

Sir?

Time for a refill.

Pick a card, any card.

Not that one.

About time you showed up,

Shut up.

Got waylaid by the mother of all storms.

I got no boat, either.

It's on the bottom of the Arafura.

So how the hell are you planning to shift those guns?

You let me worry about that, huh?

You three, you just pretend you're still

tied up, then at midnight I'll switch

those off and come get you.

Stuff that.

We're going out. [interposing voices]

You stay here!

Leave it!

Do you want to get out of here?

Do you want your money?

You do what I say.

At midnight.

You be ready.

Whoo!

Hey, Buff?

You seen Geoff?

No, sir.

You a little lost?

No, I was, um, just looking for the head.

Next to my cabin, up here on one deck.

Right, thanks.

These Armidales, don't know what's where.

Even after Charge's grand tour?

You're pretty proud of this boat, aren't you?

Everything you've achieved, fancy career and all?

You got your own private kingdom.

There's you sitting up in your big chair all high and mighty.

20 crew hanging on your every word, obeying your every whim.

Yeah, that's was pretty damn sweet for someone

like you, isn't it, captain Flynn?

I think you're getting out of line there, Geoff.

[laughs] You know who you remind me of?

There was this Lieutenant Commander--

what's his name-- ran the navigation course

in Watsons Bay a while back.

He had an affair with one of his students.

Pretty little blonde thing.

Totally inappropriate, very hush, hush.

That sound familiar to you?

Ringing any bells?

Wouldn't his superiors love to find

out about that little episode?

That dirty little affair?

What?

What?

It was just a joke.

I don't think so.

You're really got to lighten up, Flynnie.

You really are a bit grumpy.

RO, do me a favor?

Get onto NAVCOM and find out what you can about a Lieutenant

Geoff Kershaw.

Yes, sir.

He was a navigator on Norman, I think.

Sir?

We got an email.

It's regarding the inquest into ET's death.

You wanted to see me, sir?

Yeah, come in, Nav.

The coroner delivered his findings today into the deaths

of ET and the other divers.

Thought you'd want to know.

Accidental death?

Given everything that's happened,

I think that's the best outcome for all involved.

Except for ET.

Thank you for letting me know.

So you drew the short straw?

A bit bored, mate.

Not much to do, ship being at anchor, and all.

Could be worse.

Could've pulled sentry duty on the island.

Can't sleep?

No.

I'd forgotten how much these Navy boats creak.

Even state-of-the-art ones like this.

Pick a card, any card.

Ace of spades.

Now, how'd you do that?

Eh?

No, no, no.

Come on.

You sly dog.

Tell me you didn't buy 52 packs just to get there.

[laughs]

You know, you actually remind me of a couple of blocks

I used to sail with, 2Dads.

Really?

Yeah.

How's that?

Well, you're good at your job, damn

fine sailor, skilled technician, but you got a sense of humor.

You got that right.

Long night ahead.

Why don't you go make yourself a brew,

even get a little midnight snack.

Hmm?

I'll keep an eye on the bridge for you, if you like.

I'm not supposed to leave the bridge unattended.

Oh, don't worry about it.

I'm ex-Navy, remember?

I'm practically a sailor.

You'd do that for me?

You'd watch the bridge?

No worries.

One sailor to another.

You're a good bloke, Geoff.

Wish there were more of your kind on the ship.

I'll be back in 5!

[knocking]

Come in!

What is so important that it can't wait till the morning?

Well, the CO asked for this information earlier,

but I didn't want to wake him before I checked with you.

He works very hard.

I didn't know how important it was.

[knocking]

Come in.

I'm so sorry to disturb you.

What is it?

You tasked RO with getting some information

on Geoff Kershaw.

Kershaw was RNIN.

He was kicked out?

Uh-huh.

He failed his officer training course at ADFA,

so he got his watchkeeper's ticket.

And then he was caught stealing from his shipmates,

court-martialed, found guilty, and dismissed.

Well, this makes him a liar.

I'm not sure what else it means.

I think he's trouble.

I agree with you there.

What's the plan?

We got to the island and we get my guns.

My guns until you pay for them!

Fine, our guns!

Pull that pin!

[rumbling and clanking]

What was that?

RHIB crane.

Geoff!

What the hell's going on?

Come on, let's go!

Wait there!

Come on, get up!

Come on, pull me in!

Come on!

Get off!

Let me go!

Forget him!

Turn of the engine!

Turn of the engine now!

Boss, you all right?

I'm all good, Buffer.

MARSHALL: Good work, everybody.

And thanks to your efforts, a lot of very dangerous weapons

won't make it onto the international black market.

We don't know where they were headed,

but I guarantee they weren't destined for friendly hands.

But more importantly, the Navy has saved

the Army's bacon yet again.

[laughter]

Well done.

Enjoy your shore leave, guys.

You've earned a good break.

Off you go.

Hammersley, hup!

Dismissed!

2Dads where are you off to?

Uh, shore leave, sir.

Not for you.

You're on watch.

Teach you for leaving your post.

Next time, you won't neglect your duties.

Aye, sir.

Listen, it sounds like this, um, Kershaw and Davis

were a couple of disaffected servicemen

who found out they had a bit in common.

Like attracts like, I suppose.

Kershaw is a bit bitter and twisted,

and he had a bit to say about you.

Really?

Hmm.

Ha, jealousy, Mike, it's a curse.

Well done.

Poor Charge.

I think he's embarrassed about falling for Geoff's

wide-eyed Navy boy charm.

Oh, Geoff sucked a lot of us in, not just Charge.

Hopefully, 2Dads won't make the same mistake twice.

So how do you think he knew?

I don't know.

Maybe he had a mate at Watsons Bay on the navigation course.

So he heard some scurrilous rumors about Mike

Flynn and his blonde student.

We've got nothing to be ashamed about, Kate.

No, we just wouldn't want that particular piece of information

to become public knowledge.

I don't think Navy Command would care, to be honest.

What's past is past.

I just wouldn't want it to--

-- change the way things are.

Something like that.

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