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[intense music]

[electronic beeps]

What's our ETA of Vatinaie Island, X?

30 minutes.

Good.

Dutchy, you have the medical supplies loaded into the RHIB?

Swain and the remote area nurse

are seeing to that now, sir.

I'll check how they're going.

I'll lead this shore party, X. We've got a tight turnaround.

[ominous music]

[electronic beeps]

I want to thank you again, Commander.

Always a pleasure.

We like to honor our international welfare

obligations.

Well, medical supplies are one thing,

but you weren't obligated to give me a lift.

Thank you for that.

From memory, your clinic's a bit of a trek.

Yeah, it is, sorry.

We're walking all the way?

No.

The monorail be around in a minute to pick us up.

I see nothing's changed since we were last here.

DUTCHY: What, it's always been this flash?

SARAH: I volunteered, so I'm not complaining.

I love it here.

It's very hands-on.

I like that.

[villagers chattering]

BOY: Don't drop it!

Up high!

[ominous music]

You catch it.

Hey! No, no, no, no!

Get rid of that!

It's a grenade!

Throw it!

[explosion booms]

[people shouting]

Dutchy!

MIKE: Here, Swain.

Can you hear me?

SWAIN: Dutchy, Can you hear us?

[THEME - ANTHONY AMMAR, LES GOCK]

[gun bangs]

[explosion booms]

[suspenseful music]

Put him on the table.

Dutchy, keep pressure on that spot.

Sir, gonna have to lose the shirt.

SARAH: There's trauma to the head

and torso, multiple lacerations, microparticles, shrapnel.

We have blood plasma in the new supplies, right?

Yeah.

We're gonna need all of it.

SWAIN: I hope you got a steady hand for this stuff.

I'll have to, won't I?

Why are kids playing with a live grenade?

He would've thought it was inactive.

The island is full of old weapons.

All the men here are heavily armed.

Tiken!

Suil, I'm sorry.

Who did this?

No one, Suil.

Your son was playing with a hand grenade.

This is no one's fault.

Listen, we have work to do now, OK?

Everything's gonna be all right.

Sir, you have to let them help your son.

SWAIN: Keep pressure on that.

I'll grab a saline bag.

Sir?

Sir, come check this out.

[villagers shouting]

What's going on here?

DUTCHY: I have no idea, but they've got guns.

[foreboding music]

Sir.

MIKE: You men, my name is Commander Mike

Flynn, Royal Australian Navy.

I don't know what it is you want,

but we have an injured boy inside.

The boy will die?

Not if we can help it.

And what do you want?

[ominous music]

BOMBER: No!

[gun bangs]

[gun bangs]

[gun clicks]

[guns banging]

RO, pull back, pull back!

I can't see that anything's actually penetrated the skull.

SARAH: Yeah, he's lucky.

But his eyes.

Oh, hopefully, it's just dust impact,

but it did have a lot of force.

[gun bangs]

[suspenseful music]

We need another liter of normal saline.

You think they've run out of rounds?

I don't know, they're probably waiting until we leave.

Back off!

Drop your weapons!

Hey, hey, let me handle this.

2 Dads.

Let's, let's cool this right now.

Look, sir, there's no need for weapons, OK?

Let's just talk about this and sort it out.

[tense music]

SWAIN: What's happening out there?

MIKE: Things seem to be quieting down.

How's the boy?

He's still alive.

Any closer to that grenade and we wouldn't be saying that.

I'm not sure about his eyes.

Corneas might be scarred.

Keep doing what you can.

2 DADS: Look, I understand you might have

reservations for your child.

BOMBER: Suil, what happened to your son was an accident.

It was no one's fault.

Suil, your son is alive.

What's the issue here?

Ifo is young and has no respect.

[ifo hisses]

Ifo, there'll be no more of this, do you understand?

Do you understand?

Yes.

Go.

Tell your friends not to come back here.

[foreboding music]

And you can't give me an exact ETA?

RADIO: Not at this stage.

[sighs] Yeah, no, I understand.

Roger that.

Out.

Sir, local medevac, and it's the only one,

can't give me an exact ETA, but it's gonna be several hours.

Roger.

SARAH: That was Ifo and a group of younger men?

Yes.

They're the young bucks.

Any opportunity to stir things up.

MIKE: Why?

They want a new chief.

MIKE: And Suil is the chief?

SARAH: Yeah.

The older men want certainty, the young want change.

Sometimes guns get waved around.

No one really gets hurt.

And you keep coming back to this?

I'm the only medical help for hundreds of miles.

I'm safe.

MIKE: Swain, you and Dutchy will stay

to supervise the medical evacuation

and keep an eye on Sarah.

Well, she seems to think there is nothing to worry about.

I wish I had her confidence.

Things do seem to have settled down, but we've got three

hours to drop supplies to, so--

We'll be all right, boss.

Chopper from Port Moresby should be here in a few hours,

we'll be back in six.

Keep the SAT phone. RO?

RO: Yes, sir.

SWAIN: Happy sailing.

Hey.

How is he?

His pulse is still irregular, but his blood pressure

is getting closer to normal.

You think he's made it through the worst?

Looks like it.

[swain sighs]

Thanks for helping.

SWAIN: Hey, well done, you, um, you were terrific.

You know, terrific really means to fill with terror.

Yep, yeah, that's what I meant.

Listen, you should probably go and get

some sleep or something.

Dutchy and I can keep an eye on him.

Are you kidding?

I've got all these supplies to unpack.

OK.

[soft music]

[electronic beeps]

MIKE: XO and shore party close up boat deck for medical supply

drop on Kaiten Island.

2 DADS: There you go, mate.

Ow!

You're gonna have to do something about those two

left feet, Bird. You OK?

BIRD: Yeah.

[2 dads laughs]

KATE: You two want to go back to the RHIB?

Roger.

You need to get out of those wet things?

Ha, ha.

Keep moving.

[foreboding music]

2 DADS: Careful.

[determined music]

[bird coughing]

Bird?

Are you OK?

What's wrong?

I feel like I've been run over.

Can I get you some water or--

I'll be fine, I just need some air.

Or maybe you can give me something.

No, that's Swain's gig.

He'd need to authorize it.

[bird groans]

Bird?

[bird gasping]

[ominous music]

Hey, what's wrong?

I feel like something's stabbing me.

BOMBER: She's been vomiting.

[bird gasps]

KATE: Bird?

She's in a bad way.

[bird gasping]

What would cause this?

I, I have got no idea.

I feel tingly all over.

[gasping]

It hurts.

BOMBER: It's OK.

[electronic beeps]

KATE: She is vomiting and she has severe stomach cramps.

Uh-huh.

And what's the temperature?

42.

SWAIN: Uh, OK, um, well give her a 100

milligrams of paracetamol.

You got to keep her hydrated.

But look, she really needs proper medical attention.

Can we divert the medevac healer that's coming here?

KATE: I'll see what I can do, Swain.

Can you hold on a tick?

Swain, it's the CO.

Bad news.

The medevac healer, it's not coming.

What, not at all?

Well, we're not at home now.

We work with what we've got.

HMAS Newcastle is about 10 hours away from our position.

They have a doctor, full medical setup.

Our priority will be to get Bird there.

How are things at your end?

SWAIN: Oh, yeah, the boy's holding his own.

He's unconscious, but his vitals are improving.

Look, Swain, this means we won't

be able to get back to you until early tomorrow morning.

Then we'll evacuate your patients by sea.

Yeah, understood, sir.

That should be fine.

The situation here hasn't changed.

Right, well we'll keep in contact hourly.

Sir.

Is there a problem?

[sighing deeply] Medevac helo's not coming.

And Bird's sick.

[solemn music]

[sarah gasps]

Thanks.

You're welcome.

I know it's selfish, but I'm glad you were forced to stay.

[laughs] Cheers.

Do you want me to open that for you?

No, it's good.

Must get lonely out here sometimes, particularly

being the only, um--

Whitey?

I was gonna say medical person, but, yeah.

I think you're very brave doing what you do out here.

Does your partner ever visit?

Partners aren't exactly compatible with this lifestyle.

It's hardly the Maldives.

SWAIN: Yeah, I noticed.

Yet here you are, eh?

Do you ever wish you weren't married?

[soft music]

Yeah, sometimes.

2 DADS: Sir.

I just heard about Bird.

I just need to know what happened on the island.

Did she eat anything?

Um, no, I didn't think--

no, she didn't.

Drink anything?

Only from her canteen--

Are you sure?

Positive.

MIKE: OK, thanks.

2 DADS: Sir.

How serious is it?

I really don't know.

SWAIN: His Pulse is getting stronger by the minute.

You can almost say that he's stabilized.

Thank God.

What about his eyes?

Have to wait until they recover from the shock,

but his corneas are probably gonna be scraped and scarred.

DUTCHY: So will he see?

We won't know until we change the bandages.

[guns bang]

Don't overreact!

We have to be patient with these people.

Understood.

I don't know that you do.

The only way I can do good here is

if I remain completely neutral.

I get it. I'll...

[suil groans]

Suil!

Swain, he's been shot.

What happened to here, Suil?

What have you done?

They're coming.

If they find me, they kill me.

Get a pressure bandage.

Looks like it's only torn through skin and muscle.

Jeez, you're lucky.

He's still bleeding.

Yeah, we need to get it closed up.

Dutchy, can you give me a fresh dressing?

Yeah.

SARAH: You clean, I sew?

It sounds like a good team.

We're getting way too much practice.

[bird gasps]

[bird croaks]

What was that?

BIRD: I-- can't-- can't--

can't...

BOMBER: I don't understand.

Do you want something?

Point to it.

Bird, can you feel that?

What is it?

Paralysis.

Is there anything I can do?

Anything you need?

Ah, no, 2 Dads, there's nothing.

BOMBER: I've done everything Swain told me to.

Are you sure you have no

idea what happened to her on the island?

Sorry, no.

OK, we have the SAT phone.

Bomber, you don't have to do this on your own.

I'll call Newcastle's medical officer.

[phone chiming]

[tense music]

2 DADS: She was drinking from it while the X and Charge

were walking to the village.

Then she threw some at me.

Um--

That water came from on board.

It's not contaminated. - No, no, but--

No one else is ill.

But it's full now, see?

What if she filled it up on the island?

Bird, did you drink water from that island?

X, I think we've got something.

So it looks like the water on the island

might be contaminated.

Without analyzing it--

Wait.

On the boat deck, there is still some medical supplies

we haven't delivered yet.

Chances are there are water testing kits.

Right, sir, I'm onto that.

Has Bird responded in any way to what we've been giving her?

I don't know, Sir.

But, Sir, Bomber seems out of her depth.

[somber music]

Thanks, RO.

If my son dies, they think they can take over.

We've got visitors.

Give us the old man!

You know I can't do that.

You should leave.

He shot at me.

He is old and stupid.

You're not taking him.

He is my patient.

And you're not coming in!

IFO: We want Suil!

Hey, back off!

DUTCHY: Back off.

Now!

Leave.

All of you, leave!

[foreboding music]

You shouldn't have done that.

What choice did I have?

SARAH: I might have been able to talk him around.

It didn't look like that was working.

But now you've gone and drawn a gun on him!

[tense music]

To him and his friends, we've taken sides.

We're not neutral anymore.

KATE: We've used a total water quality test kit

and so far we have had negative ratings

on lead, copper, zinc, sulfate, pesticides and nitrates.

The bacteria taste won't show us conclusive results

for at least another 10 hours, but so far

it's showing us nothing.

So we-- we don't understand it.

We've followed the instructions to the letter.

She's getting worse.

[villagers chattering]

[ominous music]

The younger men have most of the guns.

Yeah, well that explains why they're

so cocksure of themselves.

They're like young lions sensing the old bull is

weak enough to be challenged.

The people are leaving the village.

SARAH: We have to head to the beach.

No, they'll be expecting that.

There's gotta be somewhere else that we

can rendezvous with Hammersley.

SARAH: Well there's only one other beach on the other side

of the island. Around 12 miles!

That's gonna have to do.

SARAH: Suil, we have to head off now.

They'll kill my son.

He's still unconscious, Suil.

He may be unconscious for hours yet.

My cousins are nearby.

They can help to carry him.

SARAH: We'll need extra pain medication for Tiken.

It will be hard when he wakes.

Go get your cousins now.

I don't think we have much time.

I hope we're on the right side.

MIKE: Heading where?

SWAIN: That depends.

What's your ETA?

MIKE: We're still en route to HMAS Newcastle.

Still two hours away from that rendezvous point.

DUTCHY: Is it possible to return to us directly?

MIKE: Bird's condition has deteriorated,

so that's not an option.

You'll need to find a safe place to spend the night.

We'll rendezvous in the morning.

BOMBER: Copy that.

We're crossing to a beach on the opposite side of the island

now.

MIKE: Keep us posted of any developments, Dutchy.

We'll do the same.

DUTCHY: Understood, out.

See if there's any way Newcastle can make their way

towards us to save time.

Yes, sir.

[tense music]

[foreboding music]

[tiken groans]

Tiken?

Tiken, shh.

You must be quiet.

No, no, it's best not to touch them.

Everything's gonna be OK.

My son is strong.

SWAIN: Let's move.

SARAH: OK, we have to go now.

CREWMAN [ON RADIO]: Our medic will examine the patient

and make an evaluation.

Over.

We'd appreciate that.

Is he ready to come across now?

CREWMAN [ON RADIO]: Affirmative.

Standby to receive.

KATE: Hey.

I just feel useless.

We're doing everything we can.

Just hang in there, Bird.

It's not long now.

Bird?

Bird?

[ominous music]

She's unconscious.

I'm way out of my depth now.

RO: Bomber, this is Lieutenant Rogers,

he's the MO from Newcastle.

She just lost consciousness.

Her pulse is 120 and her BP is 80 over 55.

OK, you've given her fluids?

Yep, but I don't know how much she's retained

and she kept vomiting.

She's in respiratory distress.

Grab the oxygen. Will deal with this quickly

and then we'll get her out of here, OK?

BOMBER: Yep.

[oxygen hisses]

ROGERS: Keep her moving, every second counts.

That's it.

OK, let's go.

Move.

Move.

[somber music]

You did well.

We've done all we can here.

[motor roars]

[foreboding music]

[sighs] There's no SAT signal here.

The hills must be too high, satellite signal too low.

We need to get higher.

Want us to wait?

No, I don't want you to lose any time.

Be right behind you.

Good luck.

He only does it to show off.

Come on.

RO: Sir, Dutchy.

Dutchy.

DUTCHY: Reporting in, sir.

We've transferred Bird to HMAS Newcastle and we're on our way

back now. - How is she?

MIKE: She's still serious, but she's

getting the best attention.

What's your situation?

Well, we haven't seen any hostile in the last hour.

We're making our way across the island.

OK, I estimate a rendezvous at map reference

Alpha Echo 3-5 at around 0900.

Keep a low profile until then.

Will do.

Out.

[object thuds]

[grunts]

[radio crackles]

Where are we?

SARAH: We're about halfway across the island.

My head hurts.

We'll rest soon, Tiken.

Right now we have to keep moving, OK?

Well, we'll push on until we're up this hill and then--

VILLAGER 1: Hey-- - --we can--

VILLAGER 1: --come this way.

VILLAGER 2: Down there.

SWAIN: Suil?

Down.

Down.

VILLAGER 1: He's army.

VILLAGER 2: Pick him up.

Pick him up.

VILLAGER 3: You can do it, brother.

VILLAGER 2: I can hear someone.

VILLAGER 1: I'll-- I'll get his gun.

VILLAGER 2: Let's go. Come on.

SWAIN: Where the hell is Dutchy?

VILLAGER 2: This way.

They're all around us.

VILLAGER 1: Grab his hand.

Come on.

Now listen, can you use that?

Yeah, I grew up on a farm.

VILLAGER 3: There.

VILLAGER 2: Let's go, you're nearly there.

VILLAGER 1: He's getting there.

Almost there.

[dutchy grunts]

Dutchy?

Sarah, no.

I'm Sarah Denton.

I just want to talk to you.

We have no problem with you.

VILLAGER 2: Oh, look I can see.

There's the chief.

Paddo!

PADDO: Chief!

VILLAGER 2: Hey, look.

[laughs] Oh.

It's Paddo.

PADDO: It's so good to see you, Chief.

It's Paddo.

So is this, uh, friends or family?

I don't know, I've never seen these men before.

But you just approached them anyway?

Yes.

SWAIN: [laughs] OK.

Dutchy.

Hey, you all right?

Paddo says he's sorry.

He didn't hit you that hard.

Well, hard enough.

I must go with them.

I'll take Tiken.

No, Suil, I'm sorry, you're not taking Tiken.

He's my son.

SWAIN: Suil, Tiken needs to be in a hospital.

His eyes are gonna need surgery.

TIKEN: Father.

Tiken, I'll go with my brothers.

We will lead the others away from you.

Be brave.

I'll take care of him.

Be careful, Suil.

Keep your wounds clean.

Use clean bandages, OK?

Watch out for her.

She talks too much.

Suchen, Biffo, you must stay with them.

Look after my son.

See ya, Paddo.

Yeah, thanks, Paddo.

Right.

We're not going anywhere in a hurry.

SARAH: No.

It gets dark quickly here.

SWAIN: All right, let's look around

for a spot to set up camp.

SARAH: OK.

[soft music]

ROGERS [ON RADIO]: Yeah, we've rehydrated her.

We've given her antipyretics and lots of antibiotics,

but it doesn't seem to be a bacterial infection.

What does that mean?

ROGERS [ON RADIO]: Well, it means

it's very hard to treat an illness

when we don't know what's actually causing it.

[mike sighs]

Look, she's holding her own, but it could go either way.

All right, thanks for the update,

let us know if there's any change.

ROGERS [ON RADIO]: Yeah, will do, over.

Sir, we've been trying to raise Dutchy on the SAT phone,

there's no response.

Right, let's just hope it's a technical glitch.

Keep trying.

When we get within range, use the radio.

Sir.

Sir, that'll be nine hours and 13 minutes.

Thank you, Robert.

I'm scared.

SWAIN: Don't be scared.

Don't be scared, we're just gonna

quickly check your eyes, OK?

Just gonna have a quick look.

OK.

Now, relax.

SARAH: That's it.

SWAIN: OK.

You open your eyes very slowly.

Just...

Everything's dark.

Yeah, it's nighttime, mate, that's OK.

Just give your eyes a minute to adjust.

[tiken sighs]

You can see us?

That's good.

That's good.

OK.

All right, mate, that's enough for now.

Your eyes need to rest.

Just shut them again.

- We're going to-- - Close them up again.

--give you fresh bandages, OK?

[pensive music]

[leaves rustling]

MAN 1: Hurry up.

MAN 2: Where is he?

MAN 1: You're too slow.

We need to find the old man.

Shh, shh, shh.

MAN 1: I looked there.

You go look, we cut through there.

MAN 2: Oh, I go through there.

Check, check everywhere.

The sun's starting to go down.

It's gonna get dark.

We stick together.

Keep that gun up.

MAN 1: It looks like somebody's...

[somber music]

Oi.

You have a nice beauty sleep, twinkle toes?

Yep.

Where you been?

Scouting.

There's nothing out there.

SWAIN: You should still be taking it easy.

What are the odds of that?

We've still got six miles to travel.

We're um, ready to move out when you are.

Right, OK.

Well, we'll move out in 10 minutes, eh?

Anything happened between you two last night?

What?

Just asking.

She's nice.

I'm married.

[soft music]

Any news?

Still nothing.

OK, let's assume they're still heading to that beach as

per our last call.

RO, ETA to radio range?

Uh, possibly an hour and a half.

Good.

RO: Well, depends on their location.

If they're in a valley, it might be a bit-- bit longer.

And if they're up a hill, a bit-- a bit shorter.

You sleep last night?

A bit.

Bird's gonna be OK, 2 Dads.

You've gotta keep believing that.

I'm trying.

CHARGE: Come on, mate.

I know she's got two left feet, but she's got thick skin.

She's tough.

Ow!

Ooh, you all right?

Gotta do something about those two left feet, Bird.

Charge, you're a genius.

She felt.

She...

What?

[hand knocks]

RO, I need to speak to that medical officer

on HMAS Newcastle.

Yes, well that request will have to go through the CO.

No, no, no, there's no time.

I have some information that might make a difference.

What kind of information?

The kind the medical officer needs to hear.

Now, come on.

Newcastle, this is Hammersley.

I need to speak to the medical officer, over.

She fell?

2 DADS [ON RADIO]: Oh, yeah, she fell into the water,

into a saltwater creek on the island.

Um, one-- one of her knees hit something just

below the surface, I think was the right one.

It's just, she reacted to something, like a sharp pain.

ROGERS: Yeah, there's some inflammation here.

2 DADS [ON RADIO]: Yeah?

ROGERS: It looks like a tiny bite mark.

Thanks for that, I'll get back to you.

[electronic beeps]

[foreboding music]

[guns banging]

SWAIN: See anything?

DUTCHY: No.

I think they're still after Tiken.

[guns banging]

SWAIN: Can you cover me?

DUTCHY: Yeah.

Go, go!

[guns banging]

Tiken.

[guns banging]

You OK?

Here, let me help.

[guns banging] [gasps]

Sarah!

Dutchy!

No, I got it, I got it.

Come on, you're all right.

[sarah gasps]

[guns banging]

SWAIN: Come on.

It's OK.

I'm OK.

Come on, we gotta move!

SWAIN: Yes, all right.

Come on.

[guns banging]

[groans]

Hammersley to shore party, are you receiving?

Bird has cone shell poisoning?

That's the report that I got from HMAS Newcastle.

It's a marine snail--

Yeah, I know what they are.

They're highly venomous.

How did they work out it was a cone fish?

They got additional information from 2 Dads.

KATE: Hammersley to shore party, are you receiving?

DUTCHY [ON RADIO]: Hammersley, are you receiving?

We're under enemy fire.

Repeat, under enemy fire.

Charge, EOD. CHARGE: Sir.

MIKE: Radio, RO.

Dutchy, can you hear me?

Receiving you, Hammersley.

KATE: All right, what's your position, Dutchy?

DUTCHY: I estimate we're approximately

500 meters west of the beach.

We're being pursued by hostiles who have fired on us.

We have wounded.

OK, Dutchy, we're nearly there.

DUTCHY [ON RADIO]: Well, make it quick.

Get those RHIBs in the water, X.

SARAH: Sir.

Away landing party, away landing party.

[dramatic music]

[guns banging]

[swain grunts]

[dutchy grunts]

Damn!

[guns banging]

Quick, that's the only cover there is!

Move!

[guns banging]

[tense music]

You stay down here.

Keep your head down.

[guns banging]

[dutchy grunts]

[swain pants]

[machine gun bangs]

[dramatic music]

Get down!

Put your weapons down!

[guns banging]

- You all right? - Yeah.

Where's Swain?

Swain's over there.

[guns banging]

Drop your weapons!

SWAIN: Sarah.

It's OK.

Relax, Sarah.

You cover me.

[guns banging]

[swain gasps]

[somber music]

Swain!

Swain.

Oh, God.

Oh, God.

[electronic beeps]

How's he doing?

He's OK.

Be better once he gets to a hospital and has an operation.

His eyes should heal in time.

And how about you?

You all right?

[somber music]

No, not really.

Sarah spent three years of her life on that place.

Been trying to help these people and now

they're just gonna end up hacking each other to death

and it's just such a--

[sighs] such a waste.

Sarah's life wasn't always, mate, and you know it.

This boy wouldn't even be alive if it wasn't for her.

And whatever she meant to you, it's a gift.

2 Dads, the boss wants a chat.

You wanted to see me, sir.

2 Dads, you did very well.

I know you don't take compliments well,

and let's face it, sometimes you don't do much to deserve them.

This time, you did a great job.

[soft music]

[electronic beeps]

[hand knocks]

BIRD: Um, yeah.

2 DADS.

Come in.

Now my two favorite people are here.

A favorite?

Because I brought you flowers?

[bird gasps]

No, because apparently, I have you both to thank

for getting me back on my feet.

Hey, it's good to see you looking so good.

So, where are my flowers, hey?

[THEME - ANTHONY AMMAR, LES GOCK]

[humming]

[light music]