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[suspenseful music]

Sit rep, X?

XO: One unidentified
male in a white cruiser.

He's observing two other males
on a stationary zodiac, sir.

They could be fishing.

But they could be throwing
lobster pots over the side.

Give us a look.

2 DADS: Bird?

How did you wangle
your way aboard.

Well, I have been
asking for ages,

and Dutchy finally weakened.

But he did lecture me all
the way over the side.

Yeah, rightly so.

Stay in the rib,
keep your head down.

[laughs] Ah, don't
sweat it, Bird.

This is about as
routine as it gets.

But if anything hairy goes down,
I'll take a bullet for you.

Robert wouldn't.

RO: Grow up, 2 Dads.

Yeah.

Doing something dodgy.

[inaudible] to Hammersley.

Over.

Hammersley receiving, over.

Sir, we have reason to
believe that they're fishing.

Roger that, X. Never
mind that this is

a designated marine sanctuary.

Move ahead with the boarding.

We'll approach from the north.

We'll have visual
contact in 10 minutes.

Roger that.

Bring us up to 2 0 0 0.

Yes, sir.

Revolutions 2 0 0 0.

Very good.

XO: Approaching suspect
[inaudible] now, sir.

OFFICER: Roger.

Australian Navy.

Stand easy, gentlemen.

What is this?

Sir, we're a boarding
party from Australian Warship

Hammersley, and we
have reason to believe

that you are fishing
within the area designated

as a marine sanctuary.

Is this a marine sanctuary?

It's a CSIRO marine
ecology study zone.

It's clearly marked on
the current charts, sir.

Oh, well.

We'll move on.

Unfortunately it's
not that simple.

We observed you dumping
lobster pots over the side.

Lobster pots.

Can I see some
identification, please, sir?

Thank you.

If you're looking
for poachers,

we're really not the type.

Sir, would you mind standing
over there with the other--

Weapon!

It's a smoke grenade!

[coughing]

See to the X. Move the rib over!

After them!

X?

I'm all right.

OFFICER: Keep that smoke coming!

[gunshots]

[ricochets]

Stop the pursuit!

Stop it!

Cut the engines.

You all right?

Bird?

Bird?

What's wrong?

I think you got one.

It's OK.

Just don't look.

Thunder to Hammersley.

Sir, we have a possible
deceased suspect in the water.

[music - theme, "sea patrol"]

[gunshots]

[explosion]

I want to talk to you.

You just pushed me out of
the way on that boarding,

and I want to know why.

I pushed you out
of his line of fire.

I didn't mean to knock you down.

It was a huge overreaction,
and completely unprofessional.

He had a gun.

I saw that, and I
was responding to it,

but your actions got in the way
of me doing my job properly.

And you nearly broke my neck.

I'm sorry that happened.

It didn't happen.

You caused it.

Do you have some problem
with women in authority,

is that what's going on here?
- No.

Of course not.

It was a natural
protective thing.

Well, here's a tip.

Next time don't protect me.

OFFICER: Swimmer of the
watch have closed up.

Recovering parties below deck.

Yes, ma'am.

2 DADS: This is the
second body today.

Heave in on the recovery line.

Bring it up.

SWAIN: What they dumped
over the side, Dutchy?

DUTCHY: Easy.

Looks like it, Swaino.

Bring it up.

Easy.

Easy.

2 DADS: Boss?

DUTCHY: Walk back on
the recovery line.

Swain, go take a look.

SWAIN: What have
you got, 2 Dads?

2 DADS: Boss?

Wasn't lobster pots.

It was weighted down.

Get it inside,
unwrap it there.

Swain, photograph
everything for evidence.

Navcom want photographs for
identification purposes.

Roger that.

OFFICER: Nice and easy, 2 Dads,
we still need him in one place.

Did you get anything
from Dutchy's man?

No.

No wallet, no paper, no ID.

Aro's trying to get
something from his phone,

but don't like his chances.

Sounds like these guys
were professional, though.

They had the chance to kill
several navy personnel,

but didn't.

They just did what they
needed to do to get away.

They probably killed
this bloke, though.

But why?

X. You OK?

Yeah.

And no about a few things.

We can talk later.

Yeah.

Sir, do you think that
Dutchy has got what it takes

to be a buffer of Hammersley?

Of course.

He came highly recommended.

Yeah, well, I have my doubts.

He overreacted in the
heat of the moment,

and I need to be
able to trust him.

Sir, I've got
something for you.

Sorry.

Talk about this later?

So I've managed to
retrieve about 90%

of the phone's contents.

That's good.

Yeah, it's the photos
that are of concern.

It's lots of photos
of this ship.

It's still in port.

I checked.

It's used to transport
uranium out of Australia.

Well, that's interesting.

Mm-hmm.

This is all at the same port.

Photos here are
these documents.

They all relate to the ship.

Shipping schedules,
cargo manifests.

There's also quite a few
photos of this man here.

I don't know who he is, but they
don't look like family snaps.

It's great resolution,
by the way.

The new screens.

Sharp.

[camera clicks]

Charge, if you
photograph that second body

I'll forward navcom copies of--

[camera clicks]

Mike, this is
your new assignment.

Mr. Tavory represents
Elite Logistics.

Yes, we are the company
handling security arrangements

for the uranium
shipment on behalf

of the Israeli government.

Very nice people to work for.

They're the buyers
for the uranium?

Yes.

It is a particularly
stressful time for me

personally at the moment.

Is the air conditioning on?

Sir, it might be
prudent to delay

the shipment until the federal
police are fully investigated.

No, not possible.

I suggest we bring the
departure time forward.

Change his route, et cetera.

But the uranium must
leave the port as

per pre-existing contractual
agreements, otherwise, well,

I'm not doing my job.

May I have some water?

Help yourself.

Thank you.

So Commander White.

I must thank you for your
generous offer to escort

the ship in Australian waters.

You're welcome.

Now that has been
assigned to Hammersley.

Ah, your ship.

I feel safer already.

Now I do have some
other information.

The body they were dumping
was a Ramone [inaudible] Now,

he worked at the
shipping office.

He's been missing for two
days, and the boat was stolen.

This is disturbing.

Their inside man, I presume.

Perhaps the deal went sour.

Nothing on the other body?

No, his prints aren't
on the agency files,

so we're checking
out with Interpol.

So Mike wanted to discuss
how we're gonna handle this.

OK, OK, this is where I leave.

The less I know about Naval
operations, the better.

So commander, I
thank you once again.

I will be in touch
concerning the security.

And I look forward
to working with you.

Thank you.

I'll walk you out.

Interesting guy.

Takes all kinds.

So we're shadowing
a uranium shipment.

Yeah, but while we have a
moment, let's talk about Ryan.

Your Ryan?

I need a favor.

If it's for Ryan,
consider it done.

That's what godfathers are for.

I'm just saying, think
about it, all right?

You want me to do a
gap year on Hammersley.

Well, you've finished
high school now.

I've got a good
job down the docks.

And I was just thinking,
Ryan's the perfect candidate.

My mom put you up to this?

No.

Well, not really.

She might have had
a word in my ear.

Knew it.

It's this docks thing.

She thinks I'll be
influenced by undesirables,

down this end of town.

Well, I'll tell you what.

We've got a gap year
recruit aboard now, Bird.

I'll hook you up.

You can get the
perspective from someone

who's actually doing it.

All the fun and adventure
of the high sea.

Mike, I think you got
have a vibe for navy,

and I don't think that's me.

No guy named Bird's
going to change that.

Fair enough.

Sir, you wanted to see me?

Yes, Bird.

This is my godson, Ryan.

Hi.

Hi.

Thanks for bringing
her down, Dutchy.

So, you're Bird.

Yeah.
Bird.

Jessica Bird.

You're doing the gap thing.

Uh-huh.

Tell me about that?

Well, everything, 'cause
that will take a while.

Go for it.

I mean start.

OK.

Well, I started
a few months ago.

Dutchy.

Can't get a word in edgewise.

Well, that's not uncommon
when Bird's around.

Can we order food here?

Dutchy.

Hey.

Hey!

Get out of the way!

Move, move it!

Hey!

[tires screeching]

DUTCHY: It was definitely
the bloke from the boat.

The leader.

And he got away.

Yes.

He got away.

So he was watching the docks.

They obviously haven't
been scared off by us.

I don't get the impression
these guys scare at all.

Oh, sorry, sir, I'm just
showing Mr. Tavory around.

Welcome aboard, Mr. Tavory.

Thank you.

I've got to warn you, I'm
not very good on boats.

This is Petty
Officer Boatswain.

[inaudible]

Pleased to meet you.

Sir.

I have to say I'm much more
comfortable behind a desk,

but hey, you've got to
do what you've got to do.

Bird, perhaps you
could take Mr. Tavory

and show him the bridge.

The bridge.

This is a navy thing.

This is very exciting.

Thank you.

You are a big one.
Thank you.

So pleased to meet you.

Thank you.

I'll explain later.

OK.

Master of the vessel has given
permission for navy personnel

to be stationed aboard.

Doesn't Mr. Tavory's
company provide security

detail for this type of thing?

Australian Maritime law
prevents private armed guards

on merchant ships.

Your detail will remain
on board until we leave

Australian territorial
waters, then

transfer back to Hammersley.

[camera clicks]

Roger that.

Sir, with your permission can
I include 2 Dads in this party?

I'm getting the impression he's
the type to keep under my wing.

You're a brave man.

Of course they'll be armed.

Listen, if that's an issue, just
get your union reps to call me.

Everything's in order?

Our detail will get on board
just before the ship sails.

It's more of a visual
deterrent than anything.

RYAN: Mum.

Hey, sweetie.

[camera clicks]

Mike tells me he's
almost got you doing

a gap year on board Hammersley.

Well, I need some
more information.

From Bird.

Yeah.

We're catching up for coffee.

I need more details.

That's positive.

What are you guys
doing down here?

We just like boats.

[camera click]

All good, Bomber?

Yes, ma'am.

You know Dutchy
served on HMAS Canberra?

And?

The CO?

Is a woman?

I know.

I read her recommendation
for Dutchy.

She can't speak
highly enough of him.

Yes, so I keep hearing.

Everybody likes him.

But he's got a problem with me.

It's different, that's all.

You need time to get used to it.

So why do I get
such a bad feeling?

Maybe it's misplaced.

Maybe it's really
about Earn Tavory.

Yeah, why is he aboard?

Apparently was
a direct request

from the Israeli government.

Navcom agreed.

What can I do?

What does he really expect
to achieve here, anyway?

His company's
handling security,

so I guess he has to be seen
to be getting his hands dirty.

I don't think Mr.
Tavory's gotten his hands

dirty in his entire life.

Hey.

Tremendous view from up here.

Tell me, the Israeli war ship
I am going to transfer to when

we leave Australian water.

Yes, Mr. Tavory?

Do you think it will bounce
around as much as this one?

[chuckling]

[ship horn]

This is the area
where they want

us to be guarding, from here, to
there, and all the way across.

Show you your patrol route.

Dutch?

Is it OK to be walking
around near this stuff?

You were at the
briefings, mate.

So is it OK to be walking
around near the stuff?

2 Dads, it's just background
radiation here, mate.

It's nothing to worry about.

So this is you know,
and a big loop.

Right.

Oh, hey Dutch.

For the record, man.

I know the X is all cranky about
you pushing her out of the way,

but you made a judgment call.

You were in the moment,
probably saved her life.

We're all on your side.

There are no sides, 2 Dads.

We sorted it out.

Right.

Oh, hey, Dutch, I've
been wanting to ask.

In Iraq, how'd you
get your medal?

I caught Saddam.

That was the Yanks, wasn't it?

No, it was me, single handed,
unarmed, brought him in.

Hi.

You OK?

You?

Well, frustrated.

Yeah, that's the word.

So how long is
this going on for?

You getting posted
back onto Hammersley,

that wasn't supposed to happen.

That's the navy for you.

I'm trying to make
this a short posting.

I don't know how
long I could stand

this professional
relationship stuff.

Yeah, well, my deadline
has already passed.

Sir, a storm from
we're expecting is

moving faster than we thought.

Thanks, Ro.

[thunder]

You hear that?

Couldn't miss it.

[rain]

[rumble]

No, that.

What?

[clunk]

[rumble]

I think one of the drums
is bouncing around inside.

What's that supposed to mean?

There are drums held in
place by Kevlar webbing.

I think one of
them's broken free.

Need to sort it out.
- What?

When you say sort it out, what?

I mean we open it.

I think one of the
drums has come loose.

We need to get this open.

You got bolt cutters?

After you.

Sorry?

Ladies first.

You're not serious, are you?

Robert, we don't normally do
shivering in the passageway.

Let's just both
carry on, all right?

After you.

Robert!

[thunder]

[clank]

I've got a feeling
this is not a good idea.

All right, guys?

Listen to that.

Do you want uranium
dust floating

around everywhere in here?

Not a good idea.

But it's radioactive, mate.

I mean, I've been
irradiated before.

It's nasty.

You've got to get
decontaminated and hosed down.

2 Dads, you've got to pay
more attention at the briefings.

You aren't going
to get irradiated.

The gas mask is all you need.

Now come on.

[thunder]

[crash]

I thought uranium
would be more yellow.

We subsequently
opened random drums

from each one of the containers,
and every single one of them

contained common house bricks.

Wait.

Well, it's a crime scene.

It must be--

We resealed the
containers again, told

the crew not to touch anything.

The ship's on its
way back to port

now where the federal
police will take charge.

Thank you, Dutchy.

Well, I think the
word disaster pretty

much describes the situation.

We need to establish
exactly what's happened.

What's happened here is my
company has been guarding house

bricks, for God knows how long.

It is possible Mr.
Tavory that the uranium

never made it to the docks.

I am aware of that.

Now.

Look, I will need radio access.

I need to contact my people
so they can follow the paper

trail, the shipping
agents, dock workers, road

transport, whatever it takes.

X, ensure Mr. Tavory has
all the cooperation he needs.

Yes sir.

Thank you, captain.

What's worse, is you think
the Israeli government will

ever hired my company again?

I don't think so.

This way, sir.

Sir, commander White
wants to talk to you.

Mike, it's all hit
the fan down here.

MIKE [ON PHONE]: I'm
sorry to hear that.

Well, the port's been sealed.

No one in or out, and
the federal police

are interviewing everyone
from the cleaners up,

and I'm getting heat, of course.

They can't blame us, surely.

WHITE: Finding a scapegoat
is a national pastime.

I keep reminding
them we wouldn't even

know the uranium was missing
if it wasn't the navy,

but the COs still want
updates every 10 minutes,

and the brass is
breathing down my neck.

That can't be comfortable.

All I can do to keep
the press away from this,

and so far that's the
only positive thing.

Found anything?

WHITE: Well, the transport
company insists the uranium

definitely reached the port.

Federal police
have now determined

that it's not here now.

- They think it's at sea?
- Yes.

So I've just compiled a
list of all ships that

have left the port recently.

We'll track them,
check each one.

You stay up there,
I'll keep you informed.

Thanks, Maxine.

Six vessels left port
within the time frame

when the uranium could
have been switched.

Would they really
be silly enough

to be trying to smuggle it now?

Possibly.

When there's money to
be made, it's amazing

how desperate people are.

And they wouldn't
have expected

their substitution plan to
be uncovered this quickly.

Thanks to Dutchy.

Chances are the shipment
is at sea somewhere.

These guys move fast.

Not easily intimidated.

So we're going to intercept
all of these vessels?

How long will that take?

Not all, Mr. Tavory.

They've assigned a patrol
boat to each of these vessels.

Excuse me, sir,
just in from Navcom.

We've been assigned a
dredge, the Brisbane.

It's the closest one to us.

Thanks, Ro.

Steer 1 9 0.

Steer is 1 9 0.

Yes HD Brisbane.

This is Australian
warship Hammersley.

We request that you stop
or heave to and prepare

to receive a boarding party.

[static]

[beeping]

TSHD Brisbane this is
Australian warship Hammersley.

Stop or heave to, we
intend to board you.

[static]

You see anything?

If anything, she's
increased her speed.

Don't see anyone on the deck.

Promising.

XO, take us alongside.

200 meters apart.

Sir.

Full ahead left
engines, port turn.

Sir, open engines, port turn.

Got to [inaudible]

She got a top speed
of around 18 knots,

so that means that right now
they're going [inaudible]..

Could it be
holding our uranium?

Yeah.

There's room for at least three
containers worth down there.

It's the size of
this thing that's

going to make it difficult.
- Yeah.

We're not going to get a
boarding party on that thing

easily.

This is Australian
warship Hammersley.

Comply with our instructions
to stop or have to,

or we will open fire on you.

[static]

You think that the
vessel is suspicious?

It's ignored our
orders to stop,

and it left port within
the target period.

It's so much bigger than this.

That's true, but we've
got something it doesn't.

Dutchy.

Sir?

Three rounds across it's bow.

Yes, sir.

[beeping]

Aim at target.

Target aimed.

Roger.

Engage.

[blasts]

Didn't faze it, sir.

She's not slowing.

Charge.

If we drop
behind, do you think

we can disable the engines
without sinking the thing?

Oh, yeah.

We can stop them
in their tracks.

Isn't that a bit extreme?

It's expedient.

We can't put a boarding
party on a vessel

that size at these speeds.

I thought seasickness was
going to be the worst thing,

but this is one of those
days when my desk is becoming

more and more inviting.

Slow to trial it, X.

XO: Sir.

Revolution is 1 2 0 0.

Tell me about its
propulsion system?

It's a twin screw, 1850
kilowatt diesel engine.

MAN [ON RADIO]: Australian
warship Hammersley, this

is TSHD Brisbane, acknowledge.

This is the captain of
Australian warship Hammersley.

Who am I speaking to?

MAN [ON RADIO]: That's
really not important.

Very well.

We request that you heave to.

MAN [ON RADIO]:
I'm going to have

to deny that request,
captain, and turn I want

you to grant us free passage.

That's a negative, Brisbane.

We have reason to believe
you're carrying stolen goods.

We're here to enforce
Australian law in that regard.

[static]

RYAN [ON RADIO]:
Mike, it's Ryan.

They've got me hostage.

They really want you
to do what they say.

Ryan?

I don't know who
guys are, Mike.

But they're not messing around.

I'm going to say this again.

Once.

You will back off and
give us free passage.

Acknowledge.

Help me, Mike.

Please.

We're currently trialing
the ship at a distance

of two nautical miles.

We can't board her from the
ribs while she's under way,

she's too high.

I'm awaiting your orders.

It was definitely Ryan?

I mean you heard his voice?

It was definitely
Ryan, Maxine.

I'm sorry.

How could they have known?

MIKE [ON PHONE]: [inaudible]
had the docks under surveillance

for a long time.

They know exactly
who he is, they know

he was the perfect insurance.

This is very sophisticated.

Very well organized.

God.

This is a nightmare.

Listen, Maxine, as you said,
they're very well organized.

So Ryan's in no
danger at present.

They value him too much.

OK.

OK, I suppose the SAS.

I mean whatever we do, we're
going to need to get on board.

Mike, it's Ryan.

I know.

I love him too, Maxine.

Speak to the SAS
and get back to me.

In the meantime, we'll
keep shadowing them.

Over the horizon?

Yes, over the horizon, so
they think we've complied.

But we'll shadow them
until help arrives.

Hang in there, Maxine.

[phone ringing]

Sir, Commander White's
communicated with the SAS,

but we are already
out of chopper range

from the mainland.

There's a hydrographic
survey ship with a

seeking helicopter aboard.

How far away?

350 nautical miles.

That'll take too long.

There's nothing else?

Sir?

There's a private
helo working out

of an oil drilling platform.

Austral X2.

Closer.

80 nautical miles.

Private one, I don't know.

Pilot's an old mate of mine.

Ex-army.

He's good.

It's an option.

All right.
Put the call through.

We need a favor.

Sir.

Bird?

We'll get Ryan back.

Whatever it takes, don't worry.

Excuse me, I
don't mean to pry,

but are you intending to
insert a team onto that vessel?

That's the plan, Mr. Tavory.

Is it possible?

We have no option.

An Australian national
is being held hostage.

Look, we need to have a talk.

Charge, you've got the ship.

My job is to ensure the
uranium arrives in Israel.

Now, I have a suggestion.

Please bear with me.

These criminals have
stolen the uranium

either to sell to
the highest bidder

or for a specific client.

Now I have been instructed
by the Israeli government

to match whatever
their asking price is.

We could be dealing
with terrorists here.

We can't negotiate.

I have been instructed to.

And in order to do
that effectively,

I have to be put on the vessel.

And I can't
allow that, either.

Mike, I'm not trying
to be a martyr here.

My job is down the toilet
if they get away with this.

I'm an Israeli national.

They take me, you
get back the Aussie.

I'm more value to them as
a hostage, especially when

we leave Australian waters.

Sir, Mr. Tavory, with
respect, we aren't permitted

to do anything like this.

Sir?

Mike.

Please.

My priority and the priority
of the Israeli government

is to ensure the uranium doesn't
end up in North Korea or Iran.

MAN [ON RADIO]: I'm listening.

We are prepared to match
whatever price you expect.

But I must negotiate
the details with you

personally, face to face.

MAN [ON RADIO]: I'm
not in a position

to come visiting, Mr. Tavory.

MR. TAVORY: But I can
come to you, in exchange

for the hostage, of course.

So what do you say?

[static]

You're not going to
let him do this, are you?

Know what they say
about extreme situations?

MAN [ON RADIO]:
That is acceptable.

Good.

Dutchy, kit Mr. Tavory up.

Sorry, sir?

You'll be transferring him
to the target vessel via helo.

I'm a classic medium build,
if that is of any help.

This way.

Sir--

I know, you know.

I have something else in mind.

Don't worry.

Sir.

Robert.

- I need to speak to Navcom now.
- Yes, sir.

And then I'll need to
speak to Brisbane again.

Yes, sir.

I've just got word
the helicopter

will be here in 15 minutes.

I'll get onto that for you.

Good.

So, you OK?

There's just a couple of
details I'm a little hazy on.

Go ahead, ask.

The helicopter.

Where's is it going to land?

It doesn't.

We're getting winched up.

You're kidding.

It's not as bad as it sounds.

Excuse me, sir.

Thought I'd feed you.

How long are you going
to be stuck here for?

Margarine or butter?

Straight cheese, no
margarine, no butter.

Thank you.

Hey, Bomber.

Are you OK?
- Yeah, me.

I'm fine.

I've already ate.

I don't mean about that.

I'm just stuck.

Look I know that
this is a bit weird,

but I just need
you to act normal.

What do you mean?

What's this?

OK, we'll talk about it later.

Robert, you're
officially a weirdo.

You ready?

As ready as I'll ever be.

Mr Tavory, change of plan.

You're not going.

I'm sorry, what's happening?

I went along with
this because it gives

us a window of opportunity.

They're expecting
you now, that's good.

But we're not sending
you over there.

That's not how we operate.

I'm going with my original plan.

No, no.

You don't understand.

I am in the middle
of a negotiated

settlement over this issue.

You can't just suddenly--

Hey.

Go easy, go easy.

Whoa.

He's one of them.

Drop him.

Drop him!

XO: You all right?

Dammit!

2 Dads, back door.

OFFICER: Tavory, give it up.

You're not going in--

That sounded like gunshots.

Get back.

Down!

Get down!

Stay down!

Tavory to Brisbane.

Acknowledge.

Tavory to Brisbane, acknowledge!

Acknowledge!

Brisbane, can you hear?

I'm not on the helicopter.

If it approaches, fire on it.

You hear me?

Why you--

Drop the gun!

Drop the gun, Tavory.

Now!

Get down.

Face down!

XO: Sir, bridge is secured.

You OK?

Yeah.

MIKE: I had my
suspicions, Tavory.

You were in on this from
the start, weren't you?

Dutchy, take him to our
steer and lock him up.

MIKE: Brisbane, this is
Hammersley, acknowledge.

MAN [ON RADIO]:
Brisbane, go ahead.

MIKE: Mr. Tavory is
boarding the helicopter now.

Very well.

Let's just hope you don't
try to pull one over on us.

For the kid's sake.

MIKE: You need to
have the hostage

ready for an immediate swap.

The helo has limited fuel,
it can't hover for long.

MAN [ON RADIO]: Understood.

Mr. Tavory will be dressed
in full navy boarding gear.

Don't be alarmed by this.

Trust me, captain, it
takes a lot to alarm me.

MIKE [ON RADIO]: Well
be ready, and I'll

get this over with quickly.

We're ready when you are.

Sir, everything is
set and ready to go.

The pilot?

Dead keen, sir.

My godson something's
a lot to me.

Sir.

You do as I order.

No more, no less.

It's your command.

I mean it.

And I'm OK with that.

Sir, Commander White.

MIKE [ON RADIO]: Maxine,
the insertion team I'll

be in the air in three minutes.

I'm trusting you, Mike.

And I'm trusting
my people, Maxine.

That's all we can do.

Good luck.

Brisbane, this is Hammersley.

Brisbane here.

ETA in five minutes.

Copy that, captain.

OFFICER [OVER PA]: Keep
the landing area clear.

Personnel prepping for descent.

Repeat, keep the
landing area cleared.

Tavory.

Is that you?

Is that you, Tavory?

Lift your visor!

Tavory!

Lift your visor!

[gunshot]

Move, move!

[gunfire]

Get down!

Stay there and keep
your head down.

[gunfire]

DUTCHY: I need back up now!

XO: On our way in, Dutchy.

DUTCHY: Roger that, X.

[gunfire]

XO: 2 Dads, take
the starboard side!

[gunfire]

[empty clicks]

[gunfire]

XO [ON RADIO]: Dutchy, you've
got one coming your way.

[gunfire]

One grenade!

[gunfire]

DUTCHY: 2 Dads,
he's headed up top!

[gunfire]

That the last one?

Can't confirm that.

Swain, you OK?

Yeah.

Ryan, where's Ryan?

Ryan!

Ryan?

Over here.

X!

Drop your weapon,
drop your weapon!

Drop your weapon.

Drop your weapon.

Well, you've lost
the initiative.

Back away.

Drop your weapon.

Or what?

You'll fire?

There's only one simple option.

Back off and I'll
let this boy live.

How do you propose
to walk away from this?

Think about it.

I am thinking.

I'm thinking this boy's wealthy.

You should be too.

Now move back.

We are not going anywhere.

I will not warn you again.

Drop your weapon!

Back off.

[grunting]

Dutchy!

Dutchy!

2 DADS: Dutchy.

Maxine, Ryan's safe.

The three prisoners have
been taken into custody

by the federal police.

We're returning to
port as we speak.

Thank you, Mike.

SWAIN: All right, Dutchy.

You're clear of
any contamination.

I just need to make a final
check of your injuries, mate.

It won't be much longer.

Sorry.

How is he, Swain?

I think all the Kevlar
helped cushion his fall.

He's got a few bruised
ribs, slight concussion,

but apart from that he's
pretty much still in one piece.

He'll be all right.

We should be back in
port by the morning.

Keep me posted.

MIKE: So later you might
be feeling anxious,

might get flashbacks.

You worry too
much, Mike, I'm fine.

You think you're
fine now, but later--

I'm young, we're resilient.

You're cocky.

Ryan!

I'm OK.

Thank you, Mike.

I was telling
Ryan that we could

arrange a counselor for him.

That's a good idea.

I don't need one of those.

OK.

Why don't you tell
us what you do need?

Well, I was thinking
I might explore this gap

year thing in the navy.

It's a hell of a lot more
exciting than the docks.

Can you believe this?

I'd like to talk
about it more.

Well, we can talk you
over the pros and cons--

Well, with all
respect, Mum, Mike,

I kind of prefer to get
a young person's opinion.

You mean--

Yeah.

Couldn't hurt, could it?

I'll see what we can do.

Do you think Ryan's cute?

See you, girls.

See you.

Take care of yourself.

Come on.

R&R.

Yes, sir.

Beer o'clock.

You deserve it.

Have a good time.

Try and behave yourselves.

So, it seems you don't have to
worry about Dutchy after all.

You think?

The votes are all in.

He's definitely
got what it takes

to be Hammersley's new buffer.

You don't think so?

I'm reserving my judgment.

His actions were--

Very appropriate
under the circumstances.

But he did show
initiative beyond my orders.

I'm just not sold on him.

Maybe you're just a little
bit too hard to please.

And maybe I'm not prepared
to settle for second best.

[MUSIC - END THEME, "SEA
PATROL"]