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It's beautiful.

It's God's country, X.

Congratulations, you're dead.

Yeah, you're gonna teach me some of that.

This reservist lieutenant is really hot.

If I just zoom in here, Nav, this guy's

got six packs all over.

He's cute, huh?

Nav, come on, he's hot.

Lieutenant Bailey's here to get up to speed

on the new navigation system.

Cute and hot don't come into it.

Sir, we've got what looks like an island trader

coming around the headland.

He's traveling at a fair clip this close to shore.

Radio them that we've got swimmers in the water, RO.

Sir.

Vessel on my starboard bow, this is the Australian war ship.

We have swimmers in the water.

Steer hard to starboard, over.

[horn blowing]

Trying to get us back.

Come on.

I want to show this, Spider.

Again, RO.

Vessel on my starboard bow, this is the Australian warship.

We have swimmers in the water.

Respond, over.

Five short blasts, Charge.

Aye, sir.

[groans]

That's old school.

Hey, guys, he's not stopping.

Get out of the water.

Guys, get out of the water!

Spider.

Spider, move!

Spider, he's not stopping!

Get out!

Spider, get out of the water!

Spider!

Spide.

Spider!

Spider!

Oh my god.

Get a RHIB!

You all right?

Yeah, I'm all right. I'm OK.

It's just my leg.

OK, give it to me.

That gash is pretty deep.

Just-- just relax.

They're right idiots.

[music playing]

The name of the vessel is the Flamingo Bay, sir.

Flamingo Bay, this Australian warship Hammersley,

you should stop or heave to.

We intend to board you.

All right, so we've washed it with soapy water.

We can now rinse it with fresh water.

It's fine, Swain.

I probably just scraped it on a rock or something.

You could have some coral in there.

It can be serious.

Better be safe than sorry.

That is real good, Bomber.

You could do that for a living.

Stinging?

Yeah, a bit.

Good.

All right, now some isopropyl alcohol.

Uh, we're out of isopropyl alcohol.

So if we're out of isopropyl alcohol, we would use?

Vinegar from the galley.

That's right.

What, it's stinging so you're gonna put vinegar on it?

That's right.

They're not getting the message, Nav.

Flamingo Bay, this is Australian warship Hammersley,

you should stop or heave to, we intend to board you.

Hey!

Ow!

Jeez!

Don't be such a big girl.

There's no one on deck, boss.

Call boarding stations, Nav.

Buff, take Lieutenant Bailey with you.

Good experience for him. - Hands to boarding stations.

Hands to boarding stations. - Aye, sir.

Hands to boarding stations, to swim deputy

let's say three points

Now, we'll flush that out with a bit

of diluted hydrogen peroxide.

Is there some reason for making Bomber do all this?

It's good training.

Or are you just scared to touch my leg, Swaino?

Those are very nice legs, Spider,

but I don't want to touch 'em.

Besides, it's much more fun watching you go through it.

And finally, the antiseptic ointment.

That stuff really stinks.

Oh, yeah.

With pleasure.

Buffer, wheelhouse with me.

2 Dads, Cliff, you do a sweep of the lower decks.

Roger.

Guns at the ready and watch your backs.

She's on auto pilot.

In these waters?

Must be insane.

Or maybe they're asleep.

Clear.

According to this, they're supposed

to be headed for Timor.

All right, let's get searching.

Clear.

Clear.

Clear.

Anybody home?

Stove's warm.

Hey, X, there's no one down here.

Sir, there is no one on board.

No one?

I don't know what's going on, boss, but there is no one here.

We've searched the ship from stem to stern.

We've done an inventory of the life vests and the life rafts,

and there is only one life vest missing, over.

OK, X, 2 Dads and Cliff can stay on board.

You and Buffer come back to Hammersley and bring

the ship's logbook, over.

Copy that.

2 Dads, get the logbook.

Last entry this morning, signed

off Nathan Talbot, captain.

If they willingly abandoned ship, boss,

they would have taken the logbook with them.

Yeah, but only one life jacket missing.

The entire crew didn't willingly abandon ship.

Two days ago, they depart Townsville, the next day

they find a stowaway on board.

They were heading for Timor, so they set him to work until they

get back to Australia.

Does the stowaway have a name?

Not recorded here.

Did they report it to the authorities, boss?

If they did, again, no record.

With the crew and the stowaway, we have five people missing.

We'll give these names to NAVCOM, see if they

can check with the families.

Someone might have made contact.

In the meantime, X, you and Buffer join the steaming party.

Head for Cairns.

Yes, sir.

Meanwhile, we'll search for the crew overboard.

Thanks.

Hey, you gonna offer me a hand?

Too big and too ugly.

So what's an ambitious officer like you

doing on a crate like this?

Who says I'm ambitious?

Well, you did make a name for yourself.

You were the golden girl at ADFA.

Oh, come on.

No, seriously.

You were the one we all had to live up to.

You don't remember me, do you?

I was two years behind you.

Oh, you were the bench press guy.

Yeah, that's me, all right, "Bench Press" Bailey.

Often challenged, never beat.

Because, Lieutenant Bailey, I never challenged you.

Call me, Cliff.

Kate.

You did OK at ADFA?

Yeah, not bad.

So why a reservist and not full time?

Spoken like a lifer.

Oh, if a thing's worth doing, it's worth doing--

Exactly.

And my real passion turned out to be martial arts.

You see, the further I got into it, the more time it needed.

I got my own dojo now.

- Dojo as in-- - Training hall.

Uh-huh.

Hey, next time you're in port, you should come visit.

First lesson's on the house.

I might take you up on that.

The Flamingo Bay's stove was still warm.

They couldn't have been overboard all that long.

We'll keep searching.

How you feeling, Spider?

Feeling great, boss.

That's pretty good for someone who's

just been run over by a ship.

It's just a scratch.

I'm OK.

Glad to hear it.

Something on the thermal, sir.

Got a sighting at green 20.

Looks like a life jacket.

Away sea boat, away sea boat, stand by to recover.

Yeah, he's alive.

Let's get him back to Hammersley.

The pupils are equal and reactive.

He needs to get some fluids in him.

Can you organize a drip?

Sure thing.

Anything, Nav?

Nothing, boss.

The ID we found on him said his name is David Corran.

Still unconscious.

Still no idea what happened on Flamingo Bay.

Fair enough.

Charge?

There's nothing here, sir.

Right-oh, that's it.

Signal NAVCOM.

No sign of the remaining crew members.

We're abandoning the search and following

Flamingo Bay back to port.

Get us a bearing, Nav.

Spider?

Swain?

I'm fine.

I'm fine.

He's running a high fever, boss.

All right, get him below.

Come on, mate.

Keep me informed, Swaino.

Yes, sir.

Nav, take the helm.

MAN [ON RADIO]: Mayday, mayday, mayday.

This is the Yacht Esperance.

Any vessel in the vicinity of Curlew Island,

we have lost sails and power and are drifting towards rocks.

Mayday, mayday, mayday.

Respond, sir?

Give it a few seconds.

With any luck, someone close will pick it up.

MAN [ON RADIO]: Mayday, mayday, mayday.

This is the Yacht Esperance.

Any vessel in the vicinity of Curlew Island,

we've lost sails and power.

Mayday. Mayday.

Mayday.

Yacht Esperance, this is Australian warship Hammersley.

We can be with you in--

Three hours.

Three hours, over.

Set a course for Curlew Island, Nav.

Yes, sir.

Hammersley to Flamingo Bay, we're

responding to a mayday call.

Please proceed to Cairns.

We'll catch you up, over.

Copy that, Hammersley.

Have a good night.

Out.

Another amateur in trouble.

Obligation to render assistance.

How you going with that?

Yeah, it's nice to be back to paper charts again.

Oh, you don't like the new navigation

system on the Hammersley?

Nav's been getting me up to speed.

But the day that computer goes down,

give me good old-fashioned paper any day.

The martial arts thing, how did you get into that?

I took it up for fitness and got hooked.

Went to Japan.

Oh, the Shaolin temple.

That's China.

Oh, I was just testing.

That's good.

So want your first free lesson now?

Uh, yeah, sure.

Oh.

Yeah, you're in a dark alley.

And I'm coming for you.

Oh, wait, can I use my handgun?

OK.

Break.

Sorry.

Right.

Now, you do it to me, and I'll show

you what to do in slow motion.

If this ends up on Facebook, I will never speak to you again.

OK, now the first thing, you're gonna

tuck the chin nice and tight.

You're gonna peal this top hand off.

You're gonna drive your heel, drive it down into the instep.

Make space with your hips and your hand's

gonna strike into the groin area,

a vital point for the male.

That, in turn, will give you some space.

Slip out, use the forearm, driving them back,

and knocking them off balance.

Thanks for the lesson.

Let's go eat.

So we couldn't just eat the rat packs the way they are?

They're called rat packs for a very good reason.

How much?

A half teaspoon.

They need transforming into food at the hands of a master.

If you do say so yourself.

Not bad.

So what do you think?

Well, there's only so much you can do with Spam.

Buff?

You're the master chef.

OK, once we've eaten, Cliff, I'll

get you to relieve 2 Dads at the helm and take the guts watch.

I'll relieve you at 0400 hours.

And then we'll work it out from there.

[clanking]

[suspenseful music]

Found the problem.

Must have been badly stowed.

Got loose and fell through the hatch.

Mystery solved.

It's time I was at the helm.

2 DADS [ON RADIO]: So what's going on down there, Buff?

It's just a rubbish tin bouncing around, 2 Dads.

I hadn't finished that.

2 DADS [ON RADIO]: Well, my watch is over

and I'm starving to death up here.

Yeah, Lieutenant Bailey will be up there in a minute.

Have a look at that?

X?

The radio's been ripped out.

Clear.

So what?

The radio was ripped out?

Yes.

Who would have taken it?

How the hell would I know?

What do you think happened to the crew?

I don't know.

Hold your fire.

Hold your fire.

Are you all right?

It's all clear above decks.

All clear below decks.

We're going to hell.

Hey, it's OK.

You're safe now, mate.

The axe!

An axe!

The axe--

Hey, it's fine.

He killed everybody.

So much blood.

Mate, it's all right.

Flamingo Bay, it's gone to hell.

Bomber?

Swain?

What is it?

Mate, he's bad.

He's real bad.

He's been trying to tell me something

about the Flamingo Bay.

OK, all right, come on.

Just take a seat here, mate, you all right?

He was saying something, Swain, about, um--

Spider, you're delirious from the fever, OK, mate.

--the people.

I'm just gonna get something to get the temperature down,

all right?

I'll be back in a minute.

Yacht Esperance, this is Australian warship Hammersley,

respond.

Yacht Esperance, this is Australian warship Hammersley,

respond, please.

I've got nothing on radar.

Nothing on EOD.

You've been watching me, haven't you?

If you think that I'm going to spend

the night with you tonight.

Hello.

Hey, Buffer.

It's OK.

I found our food thief.

Ask him what he did with the radio.

I'm looking, sir, and nothing here.

It doesn't make sense.

If it'd run up on the rocks, we'd at least see something,

even if it was just debris.

Could be a hoax.

Flamingo Bay, this is Hammersley, over.

X, we're not receiving you, but if you hear this.

The mayday looks like a false alarm.

There is no boat in trouble.

We're abandoning the search and heading south to rejoin you.

Hammersley out.

Good morning.

Change watch.

Hey, Cliff.

Cliff?

No martial arts, it's too early.

Why'd you kill the engines?

Lieutenant Bailey is missing.

The autopilot is on and we are 180 degrees off course.

What, are you saying he turned the boat around?

I don't think he'd do that.

The radio, it's smashed.

And there's that.

And, Buffer, I found his tags.

There's got to be somebody else on the boat.

Lieutenant Bailey, do you copy?

No, I've tried him.

I've tried him, he's not responding.

Lieutenant Bailey, do you copy, over?

Hammersley, this is the Flamingo Bay, do you copy?

We've searched everywhere.

I know that.

Look, they're not responding. - Hammersley--

It's a line of sight.

--this is the Flaming-- sometimes

you can fluke a bounce, X. Hammersley,

this is the Flamingo Bay.

Do you copy, over?

OK, we're going to find Lieutenant Bailey.

We will search for him.

We will start up here, and then we'll go below decks together.

Yeah, OK.

OK.

Engine room, X?

Yeah.

You watch his back.

His glands are swelling up.

I hope it wasn't what I did.

No, it only takes a spec of coral, Bomber.

Hey.

Hey.

Hey.

Bomber, he's gone.

What?

He's dead.

But he was breathing a moment ago.

Well, he's not breathing anymore.

Let's do resuscitation.

You go on air, I'll do compressions.

OK.

One, two, three.

Clear.

This place is clear, X.

26, 27, 28, 29, 30.

OK.

That'll do.

Why did he die?

Cardiac arrest.

Can you go and tell the CO what's happened?

I'll get onto Fleet Medical. - What?

About Spider as well?

Yes, about Spider as well.

OK.

He's gone to hell.

2 Dads.

OK.

I'm gonna get this ship back on course.

I want you guys to keep looking for Lieutenant Bailey.

Go.

X, there's no place we haven't looked.

Well, unless he went overboard,

he is still on this ship.

So is the person who--

so we are just going to keep searching

until we find something.

Wait, am I in a cone of silence or something?

X, with all due respect, Lieutenant Bailey

was watch keeping in this wheelhouse

and now the only trace of him is that blood spray.

Will it make you feel better if I lock myself in?

OK, we'll wedge this under this door.

We'll see if that works.

Still no radar contact.

Flamingo Bay, this is Hammersley, over.

Flamingo Bay, this is Hammersley,

please respond, over.

Flamingo Bay has four well-trained

personnel on board.

She can't have just disappeared.

But if she'd maintained her course, she'd be here now.

Yeah, but it could be an engine failure,

compass gone haywire, anything.

Whatever it is, we now have four personnel

who are officially missing.

Sir, NAVCOM are puzzled by the reference

to a Captain Nathan Talbot.

The skipper's John Larson.

No Nathan Talbot listed as crew?

No one by that name as listed as being aboard.

Nav.

The Flamingo Bay's last course and speed

said she should be here. - Yeah.

So we need a search pattern expanding from this point.

- Yes, sir. - The ship's yours.

On the bridge.

Navigator has the ship.

His pulse is racing.

Spider.

Spider.

He's all over the place.

The vibrio infection.

Hey.

I guess I'm gonna start him on some antibiotics.

And the vibrio infection is?

It's more common in a marine environment than on land.

Come on, Swain, out with it.

I need information to base decisions on.

Will you just get the antibiotics started.

I'll speak to you outside.

Just make sure he swallows them, OK?

OK

Sorry, sir.

I just don't know how much he's taking in.

Is it that bad?

Vibrio infection can be life threatening, yeah.

Hey.

Listen, the Flamingo Bay has vanished.

She was heading to Cairns.

How the hell do you lose--

We don't know.

We're searching for her, but I need

to know if I should break off the search

and head tried to Cairns to get him in hospital.

Fleet Medical think it sounds like the infection has

developed into full coral poisoning, which

is basically like septicemia.

Which can kill you.

Meanwhile, we're beating around out here

looking for the steaming party.

Sir, there's no plane available to overfly the area.

Thanks, RO.

NAVCOM advises that the nearest navy

asset available to take over the search

is 12 hours steaming away.

Roger.

Nav, set a course for Cairns.

Spider's coral poisoning has gone critical.

He needs to be in hospital.

Sir.

Yes, sir.

You need to take a look at this.

NAVCOM have just confirmed that Nathan Talbot

is definitely not the captain.

He's escaped from a maximum security

psychiatric institution.

He murdered five people, taken at random.

Now he's on the Flamingo Bay.

What?

That freezer door.

Last time we searched, I dogged it shut.

It's the missing VHF.

I don't see anything.

Shit.

Well-- X, this is 2 Dads and Buffer, come in, please.

X, this is 2 Dads and Buffer, come in, please, over.

It's no use.

With these doors shut, there's no signal.

Shoot our way out, Buff?

Don't be stupid.

It's metal.

Buffer, 2 Dads, please respond.

Buffer, 2 Dads, where are you?

[exertion sounds]

Sh.

Someone's cranked up the cold air.

Buffer, 2 Dads, where are you?

Buffer, 2 Dads, where the hell are you?

There's gotta be something here we can use.

It's no use, Buffer.

We're still breathing, aren't we?

Now get up and help.

That's an order!

What are we supposed to do, Buff?

Jimmy the door with a leg of pork?

If you don't get up and help, then I'll

jimmy the door with your head!

Now get up and help!

OK.

OK.

OK, we're gonna take these boxes

and we're gonna stack them in front of these fans

and this vent, OK.

And it's gonna take some of the chill out.

All right, give us a hand.

I'm feeling warmer already, Buff.

[gasping]

Spider? Spider?

Spider.

- It's OK, mate. - Spider.

It's OK. It's OK.

It's working.

His temperature's coming down.

Spider, you're gonna be fine.

Your temperature is breaking.

[muttering]

Here, sit up.

He's going to hell.

Where is he?

He told me something. the Flamingo

Bay, he told me-- that guy, he told me they killed everybody.

OK, slow down, mate.

The Flamingo Bay--

Peekaboo!

Stop or I'll shoot!

[gunshots]

Cliff?

Cliff?

No.

No!

[zapping]

[groans]

[screams]

[yells]

Come on.

Come on.

Buff or 2 Dads, do you copy?

Buff and 2 Dads, do you copy?

I can't feel my hands.

It's freezing.

Feels like it's getting warmer though.

Try to touch your little finger with your thumb.

I can't.

That warmth you're feeling, that's the bad news.

Never felt it before, but the instructor at school

said we could be going into hypothermia.

Snow, I did cross-country skiing and they warned us.

We're gonna die here, Buff.

No, we're not.

Radar contact.

Got it on EOD.

Zooming in.

That looks like the Flamingo Bay.

Coming in from the northwest.

Flamingo Bay, this is Hammersley.

Where the hell have you been, over?

Hammersley, Hammersley, this is Flamingo Bay receiving.

Send a boarding party at the rush.

Make sure they're well armed.

Hands to boarding stations.

Hands to boarding stations.

Hands to boarding stations.

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

My boat!

[screaming]

Stay off my boat!

[screams]

[exertion sounds]

Swain!

You all right?

Buffer and 2 Dads are missing.

You have to help me find them.

All right, all right.

Buff!

2 Dads!

Buffer!

X!

X!

Swain!

X!

Go above decks!

2 Dads!

X!

Ma'am!

This way!

We need help!

Oh my god.

Down here!

OK, come on, mate.

Get out. - Get him out.

Help me with him. - Pick your feet up.

Pick your feet up.

Hey.

Hey, stay with me.

Look at me. - Look at me.

What do we do?

All right, let's get them back to the ship.

And we need a body bag for Lieutenant Bailey.

Come on, let's go.

You OK?

Let's get you back to the ship, ma'am.

I hate to leave him alone.

We'll send a RHIB back for him.

Spider?

I am alive.

Never do that to me again.

I was--

I was pretty out of it, yeah?

Pretty out of it?

Yeah.

You're almost normal now, so--

Almost normal.

Normal temperature-wise.

As for the rest of you, no comment.

Spider.

I thought you were dead.

And you'd care?

I don't know, a bit.

Not much.

How's it going out there, Swain?

No sign of anything yet, sir.

Roger.

Anything on EOD, Nav?

Nothing, boss.

When he went over the side, he just disappeared.

Best thing for him.

Are you OK?

Thawing out.

Are they Lieutenant Bailey's?

Yeah.

You OK, XO?

You know he saved my life.

He taught me some things that honestly saved my life.

I found him on the wheelhouse floor.

I'm just gonna put them back with his personal effects.

SWAIN [ON RADIO]: Boss, we got a body in the water.

We're approaching it now.

MIKE [ON RADIO]: Good work, Swain.

Boss, it's Lieutenant Bailey.

What do you mean it's Lieutenant Bailey?

[exertion sounds]

[gags]

[yells]

[thud]

It's OK.

He-- [gasping]

It's OK.

[theme music]

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