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Come on, ladies, let's step it up, please.

We've got to be off this dock by 09:00.

2 Dads.

RO wants a word.

What do you bet it's a full sentence.

Or five.

That's a no-brainer.

Get out of here before I put you to work.

2 DADS: Oh, RO.

You said you wanted to see me about something?

Yes, my able assistant has fallen

ill whilst on shore leave.

I suspect he's finally succumb to the ptomaine

takeaway at Maharaja's.

I've warned him about the hygiene in that place

several times to no avail.

Hopefully this time he learns his lesson.

However because communications are so vitally important,

a replacement has been crashed posted.

That's five full sentences.

And your point is?

He says he knows you.

Who?

Leo Kosov-Meyer.

How are you, buddy.

What are you doing here.

Don't tell me you followed me to the navy as well.

I'll leave the two of you to patty cake.

Good to see you, man.

Good to see you.

You're a leading Seaman already.

Well, they must have been desperate for electronics tech.

Then again, your RO's a bit--

[whistles]

He's cool.

Eccentric, but cool.

Well, that's good to know.

Since I'll be locked up with him for the whole patrol.

Wow, good to have you on board, man.

Thanks, buddy. Should be fun.

RO said that you two knew each other.

You could say we share a colorful history, Charge.

Yeah.

Use to get himself you know a bunch of sticky situations.

I used to get him out.

That's one way of looking at it.

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

It's mayday at these coordinates, sir.

She's a cruiser, Ruthless II, two persons aboard.

Claims she's been attacked.

Sir, we had the closest asset, although we're

three hours steaming away.

Tell them we're responding.

Aye, sir.

Start at 20 revolutions 2 0 0 0.

Motor vessel, Ruthless II, this

is Australian warship Hammersley responding to your mayday

on VHF channel 16, over.

XO [ON PA]: Hands to boarding stations,

hands to boarding station, hands to boarding stations.

Swain.

Are you prepped to treat any injured on board?

SWAIN: Yes.

2 DADS: Hey, Swaino, looks like you got a patient.

SWAIN: Yeah, copy that.

Sir?

Australian navy.

Stay still, someone will tend to your injuries.

Fraser, get this too?

Right, I'm done here, mate.

Going below.

FLYNN: SITREP, X.

The couple are quite distressed, sir.

They say that a speedboat just turned up out of the blue

and attacked them.

They stripped the boat off its electronics,

including an expensive new autopilot

system and some other valuables, and then they just took off.

Did they get a description of this speedboat

or the attackers?

XO [ON RADIO]: They think that was

a black Chaos Cat high performance

boat, with four POB.

White Australian males, possibly late 20s, or wearing bandannas.

Any injuries, X?

XO [ON RADIO]: The skipper was assaulted

when he tried to resist.

He sustained a minor injury, which

Swain's taking a look at now.

OK, X. Get a full list of the items stolen.

I'll pass it on to NAVCOM.

They can give it to the feds.

XO: Fraser, make sure you get all the damage on video.

FRASER: Yes, ma'am.

[zap]

Ah!

Help!

2 Dads!

Swain!

SWAIN: Yep.

Quick.

FRASER: 2 Dads, you all right?

What happened?

2 DADS: I didn't think they'd be live.

The wires must have been damaged.

It caused a short circuit.

[laughing]

Just like old times, eh?

That's another one you owe me, Leo.

[theme music]

[gunshots]

[explosion]

Unfortunately this attack you described

conforms with a series of piracy acts in Torres Strait.

Rascals from New Guinea?

MAXINE: A bunch of cowboys and a hot speed

boat preying on soft targets.

You know, yachts, pleasure boats.

They basically steal all their electronic equipment

and anything else of value and hightail

it before help arrives.

They've been lucky, choosing targets well

out of range of other vessels.

I want you to work with Coastwatch on this one.

Let's put these people out of action quickly.

We'll do our best, Maxine.

Oh, try and do it by next week.

We have a dinner date, remember?

Wouldn't miss it for the world.

So, I give you the 100, and--

How did you do that?

There were five notes here.

Trade secret.

Well, I could tell you, but I'd have to kill you.

Where did you learn to palm notes?

He also cheats at poker.

Excuse me, no, no, no, I do not cheat, thank you very much.

Fraser.

Fraser is the pass master at that.

I'm just creative.

Yeah.

So you guys are like best friends.

Like brothers.

How'd you lose contact, then?

Was-- it was complicated.

I joined the navy to get away from bad influences.

I had no idea this dude had the same thing.

Ah, both escaping dodgy pasts, eh?

Let's just say, he's skirted the fringes of the law.

And I used to pluck him out of trouble.

What?

Whatever.

But we've changed, haven't we?

Yes, Leo.

We are changed men.

Where's my $60?

What $60?

Come on.

2 Dads.

Thank you.

Your shout, Leo.

I'm off to point Percy.

Where's my money, dude?

I don't think--

That jog your memory?

That little poker game, that's right.

We're getting a bit impatient.

I don't have it right now.

Ugh!

But I will!

I will, just gimme a couple of extra days, OK?

Or maybe we'll just work it out now.

Hey, fella.

Take a hike, eh?

He'll pay you when he's got it.

We do know where to find you.

I'll be waiting.

Sure you will.

Leo.

Come on, mate.

You all right?

You need to find a new game, buddy.

You don't wrong them.

XO [ON PA]: Special sea dutymen and cable party close up.

Assume damage control, state three condition voyage.

2 DADS: Oh, that is unpleasant.

BOMBER: Too bad.

Will stop your whole head from swelling up.

More then it already is.

You're all right, Bomber.

Just hold it there for a few minutes.

What happened to you?

Bomber slugged me.

Some jerk beat him up because he

owes money from a poker game.

How much?

A grand.

I've only got $400 to my name.

That's harsh.

Big buddy, Charge.

Um, if you could help me out-- just with the load.

Just until the next pay.

No.

No chance.

However, there is another option.

Uh-oh.

I bought this place I'm renovating.

You could earn the money helping me paint it.

You see, I knew there was going to be catch.

It's a great offer, 2 Dads.

I'll take it If you don't.

Here's the incentive.

I'll sign it when you've done the job.

And you're my Obi Wan Kenobi, Charge.

You keep me on the straight and narrow.

It's a deal.

Slave labor?

What, you want to spend your entire leave up a ladder?

Either that, or--

[tsk]

Right-o.

Here, take it.

Take it.

Are you sure?

Yeah, I'll give you the rest later, if you need it.

2 Dads.

Yes, sir.

Aren't you supposed to be on the bridge?

On my way now, sir.

MAN [ON RADIO]: Hammersley, this Coastwatch.

Victor, Hotel, 4 6 0 calling you on security channel.

Do you read. Over.

Coastwatch, this is Hammersley, go ahead, over.

MAN [ON RADIO]: Hammersley, we've had a distress

call from an adjacent sector.

Another vessel attacked.

We've located the attacking vessel as it's made its escape.

Heading for your sector.

Over.

What's their position, over?

MAN [ON RADIO]: 10 degrees, 32.1 south, 142 degrees 41.1 east.

FLYNN: Can you confirm as last two numbers RO?

FRASER: Uh-huh.

Uh-huh.

Uh-huh.

Ma'am, coordinates from RO.

XO: 10 degrees 32.1 south, 133--

Bearing?

XO: Degrees 12.1 east, 3 5 0.

On that bearing they should be on the radar about here.

FLYNN: There's nothing.

XO: Nothing.

Well, maybe they spotted the Coastwatch plane

and changed course.

There is another contact slightly east of that position.

It's the only vessel in the vicinity.

Plot a course to intercept, X.

I have a visual.

Range 3 nautical miles.

Tell them we intend to board them.

Aye, sir.

Vessel on our port bow, this is Australian warship Hammersley.

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

Doesn't look like she's moving, sir.

Hands to boarding station, X.

Moving off. The annex stopped.

Now.

The price is trending up.

Wait till it hits 20.

Then start nibbling.

And by the way, why don't I get a fill on that order.

-

XO: Australian navy, sir.

Hands up.

Is this your boat?

Yes, it is. Yes.

- Just the two of you on board? - Yes.

There's just the two of us.

You excuse me, please?

MAN [ON RADIO]: Hello, hello.

Are you still on the line?

Billy, you won't believe--

Captain, X.

FLYNN [ON RADIO]: Go ahead, X.

Sir, there are two people on board,

but they're definitely not pirates.

Standby, X. Hand me those coordinates.

Aye.

XO, this is not the vessel of interest.

You've transposed a number while in putting the data, over.

Sir, I am--

I'm very sorry.

FLYNN [ON RADIO]: Apologize for the inconvenience,

return to the ship. Over.

Yeah, mate.

Museums I've been all weekend.

Two dinosaurs and lots of artifacts on display.

I'll text address.

Yep, talk soon.

What are you doing?

Was it a scam?

What?

You were talking code just then,

like we used in the old days.

Leo.

Some of us have grown up, mate.

What was all that about a museum, then?

Just got a mate visiting Sydney.

Started at the museum in College Street.

[phone ringing]

I, um, I'll see you in a bit, all right?

[knocking]

Hey, RO.

So those fluoros you asked me to replace, I can fix them now.

Really?

They fix themselves or what?

So how's my boy Fraser doing?

He's the best assistant I've ever had.

He's across all the equipment, he's

adept at identifying and tracking vessels,

he's reliable.

Can't believe he's your friend, actually.

Hey, I'm here, aren't I?

Mate, have a look at these notes.

They're beautiful.

Hey, what's that?

That is Coastwatch security frequency.

It's not for your eyes.

Fraser's got access to it all. How does that work?

I outrank him.

That's because Fraser has a higher

security clearance than you.

Yeah.

Funny that.

Hey, Obi Wan.

What are you up to?

I'm in love.

Huh?

I've just met the girl of my dreams on LoveLink.

You're kidding.

Louise has just sent me a photo, 2 Dads.

Romance is blossoming.

Think I can feel it.

Charge, I don't reckon that's romance you're feeling.

She is hot.

Yeah.

And very intelligent, too.

Send her a photo of yourself?

Yes.

She's responding?

Ha ha ha.

I did tell her that I am earning 200 grand a year.

Charge, good to know you're starting

out the relationship with navy values, like honesty,

integrity.

Yes, yes, all is fair in love and war, young Skywalker.

You should try telling that to the old couple

we just boarded by mistake.

Well, the old fossils should know better than to be

sailing around by themselves.

Fossils.

CHARGE: Pirate activity in the area.

It's like saying dinosaurs, right?

Yeah.

The two dinosaurs.

That's the old couple.

The museum full of artifacts.

That's the boat.

If you say so.

You think you know somebody, but you really don't.

Well, that is true.

Can't know everything about everyone.

You, for example, had no idea that I am a very sexy man.

I am a very sexy man.

Ah, Leo.

I'm going to grab some lunch.

Want to join me?

I know you're perfectly placed to feed info to the pirates.

What?

They're your friends, aren't they?

Why aren't you harassing the XO?

Well, she's the one who stuffed up the coordinates

and helped them get away, remember?

Yeah.

But I bet you're behind that, as well.

You transposed those coordinates deliberately,

and you let the X cop the blame for it, didn't you?

Didn't you?

Listen, idiot.

If you're accusing me of something, where's your proof?

I don't have any.

Yet.

Mm.

I'll tell you what.

You keep going with this, you will regret it.

Hey!

What is going on here?

Just mucking around.

Nothing, ma'am.

I hope not.

Ma'am.

XO [ON PA]: Hands to boarding stations,

hands to boarding stations, hands to boarding stations.

2 DADS: Dammit, Fraser.

DUTCHY: 2 Dads.

What are you doing.

Didn't you hear the pipe?

I was just doing something urgent here.

Well, whatever it is can wait.

We are responding to a mayday.

It's important.

Move it.

Bring it round.

Quickly.

You have to help my husband.

The man who attacked our boat knocked him back

into the water, and he's still down there.

How long has he been in water for?

I don't know, but he's wearing scuba gear.

Mam, do you have any dive gear on this boat that we can use?

ELIZA: Yeah, it's down below.

2 Dads, you go with Swain.

Yes, ma'am.

I'm Kate McGregor, I'm the executive officer

aboard HMAS Hammersley. What's your name?

Eliza. Eliza Lang.

OK, Eliza.

I want you to try and tell us what happened.

We were driving, my husband and I,

and I was running low on air so I decided to surface.

You came back on board the boat.

Yes, and then I saw this boat coming towards,

and they were on top of us before I realized

that they were the pirates that we heard

about on Coastwatch radio.

Try to calm down, just calm down.

There were three of them, and they just

started ransacking our stuff, and they

pulled out the GPS and anything they could get their hands on.

All right, now your husband, he tried to intervene?

He surfaced after me, and they knocked

him back into the water.

And he just sank.

OK, did you try to assist him when he went back in the water?

By the time that they left it was too late.

OK.

ma'am?

Ma'am, I'm Dylan Mulholland, can I ask you a couple of questions

as well?

Can you describe the vessel at all?

It was a big speedboat.

I didn't see any name.

OK, and what about the men you saw?

Is there anything particular you remember about them?

I couldn't see their faces.

They were wearing balaclavas.

All right, ma'am, we're good to go.

Swain.

[splash]

X. He's dead, ma'am.

Oh!

Excuse me.

Nothing.

No sign of any injury to the skull

at all, no cuts, no contusions, certainly no broken neck.

If he received a blow sufficient enough

to knock him unconscious, though, you'd

think it'd be at least knock.

Yeah.

And why would he sink so fast?

When he surfaced his buoyancy vest would

have been semi-inflated, right?

Exactly.

So even if he was unconscious when he fell back in the water,

he would have floated.

It would have to be deflated for him to sink.

Maybe it had slow leak?

All right.

Let's go check the gear.

I'll inform the boss.

FLYNN [ON PA]: Steaming party to Muscat 7,

prepare to take vessel under tow.

Ma'am, our chef thought you might like something to eat.

Thank you.

I'm not really very hungry.

I'll leave it on the table just

in case you change your mind.

Thank you, Bird.

Mrs. Lang?

We've arranged to rendezvous with the federal police

who'll be taking over the investigation

into your husband's death.

We're very sorry.

There was nothing I could do.

He just sank so fast.

[sobbing]

You set up that target for the pirates, didn't you?

No.

You've been feeding them navy intel

and alerting them to soft targets, huh?

Yeah, I don't know what you're talking about, mate.

Either you go to the boss now, 'fess up, give

up all your mates, or I will.

And where's your proof?

Huh?

Found that in your jacket.

Anyone could have written that.

Just leave it alone, all right?

A man died because of what you did.

No matter how much you deny it, I know.

You're implicated in a murder.

No, I had nothing to do with it.

Those guys must have found this boat by themselves.

Nothing to do with me.

Who are they?

Who are they, Frase?

A bunch of mates from Sydney.

Look, they're just out to make a quick buck.

They're hardly pirates.

Just accidental killers, yeah?

I never intended anyone to get hurt.

You can't say anything to anyone.

All right?

Please, mate.

You're putting me in an impossible situation.

This is my life.

You owe me, Leo!

What?

All the times I've saved your arse, mate!

Look, I will quit the scam.

I promise.

No, it's not good enough, mate.

All right, you keep your mouth shut, I'll cut you in.

That'll solve all your financial problems.

Permanently.

Forget it.

Either you go to the boss now, or I will.

Then I'll have no other option but to drag you down with me.

What are you talking about?

You're implicated too!

The XO saw us arguing, they ask me what that was about.

I'll just tell them you wanted a bigger cut.

That's lame.

They won't believe it.

No?

Think about it.

The boss saw cash exchanging hands.

You've got a dodgy past.

It's in your file.

And according to the RO, you've done

absolutely nothing to make people

believe that you've changed.

So you'd screw me, as well?

Huh?

You're a victim of your I'm making, mate.

What about the dead guy?

Look, you blow the whistle on me,

I'll tell them you had information,

and you did nothing.

You are fatally compromised, my friend.

Checked his gear thoroughly.

The BCD, the tanks, the hoses.

There's nothing wrong with any of it.

It's all working perfectly.

And don't you think it is strange

that she didn't go to his assistance

when there were spare tanks available?

So what are you saying?

She contributed to his death in some way?

Well, she certainly did nothing to prevent it.

And she said a couple of things

about the pirates that don't add up

with the other victims reports.

She mentioned three, not four.

And balaclavas, not bandanas.

We still have their boat under tow.

Search it thoroughly, see what you can find.

Yes, sir.

In the meantime, keep this to ourselves.

GPS is missing, but that correlates

with what Eliza said.

And they left the radio.

That's not new.

You know, I'm beginning to doubt that they

were ever attacked at all.

Well, she said she heard about the pirates

on the Coastwatch radio.

She could have taken the details from that.

What, you think insurance fraud gone wrong?

Could be.

Whoa, hello.

Pretty sloppy thieves to have overlooked this.

Let's have a look, eh?

It's an insurance folder right on the desktop here.

Open it.

Seems Mr. Lang recently upgraded his insurance

policy to a cool $6 million.

We're sorry, Mrs. Lang, but there

are certain inconsistencies in your story.

And we think that you're holding something back.

My husband is dead.

What more do you want from me?

The truth.

What really happened out there?

I told you!

Pirates attacked us, and my husband died!

OK, Mrs. Lang, we won't bother you anymore.

You can make a full statement to the federal police

when they rendezvous with us.

Is there anything you need?

No.

Thank you.

I'll have Bird bring you in some dinner.

Keep an eye on her.

Thanks.

No, you go.

Something wrong, 2 Dogs?

Nothing, I'm just not in a hurry.

What do you think?

I think you may be onto something.

But we're not cops, so if she doesn't want to talk to us,

we can't force her.

Still sticking to the pirate story?

When do we rendezvous with the feds?

09:00.

Good.

Would you take a meal into Mrs. Lang in the ward room, please?

Yes, sir.

Charge, you.

Thanks.

No.

No, no.

Just the salad, thanks, Bomber.

What?

Charge refusing chips?

Are you ill?

Yes, I'm dieting.

I want to be at my leanest when I meet Louise.

Louise?

Charge, you could fade away to nothing before that happens.

Well, that's where you're wrong, Padawan learner.

I've been chatting with her online,

and it turns out her mom lives in Cairns,

and she's planning a trip up here in a couple of weeks

to visit her.

Oh, so you get to meet.

I think that's lovely.

Charge, what makes you think she's going

to want to hang out with you?

Well, apart from the obvious, I did lend her

a few hundred dollars so she could fix the car

and make the trip.

Oh, Charge, you didn't!

You don't put money in somebody's

account you don't even know.

What if she rips you off.

Hey.

I'm not an idiot.

She's a friend of Fraser's.

In fact, it was Fraser that suggested that we

get together on LoveLink.

He thinks that we've got something in common.

It turns out we do.

Charge.

2 Dads, what's up?

You seem kind of distant or something.

Sorry, Bomber, it's not you.

I'm just a little stressed out.

Hm.

You promised to call off the piracy scam, right?

And now what?

You're ripping off crewmates?

What they don't know.

He's that gullible, he deserves to be ripped off.

Charge is a decent bloke.

He's always the first to try to help anybody out.

Which makes him the perfect target.

Probably be three or four grand the hole

before he even knows it.

Does Louise even exist?

Yeah, she exists.

She's got no idea she's been chatting with Charge.

You're going to get on the internet,

you're going to break things off with Charge,

and you're going to send him his money back.

Yeah? - No way.

Wouldn't want to hurt his feelings, would you?

Humiliate him in front of the whole crew?

No, don't humiliate him.

Let him down gently.

Since when did you join the Christian Fellowship Movement,

Leo?

You're a degenerate.

And by the way, I spoke to my mates.

They never attacked that lady's yacht.

It's all bollocks.

She's lying.

[knocking]

XO: Come in.

Dutchy.

What is it?

Sorry to wake you, ma'am.

That's OK.

It's the Lang's yacht.

It's gone.

Dutchy, you're the officer of the watch.

When did you discover the yacht gone?

Five minutes ago, sir.

I was plotting our next course heading,

and then the next time I looked up it wasn't there.

Sir, just take the tow line.

Looks like it was deliberately severed.

Mrs. Lang's not in her cabin.

We searched the ship.

She's not here.

Well, I think it's safe to assume that she cut the tie

line and she swam to the yacht.

And no one noticed?

We had eyes front, sir.

We were concentrating on navigating the ship,

and we didn't establish a special watch

because no one was aboard the yacht in the first place.

Understood.

Her actions do seem to indicate a guilt.

Pretty desperate thing to do.

It's 05:00.

We still have four hours before we rendezvous with the feds.

Let's find her.

Sir, visual on the yacht confirms Lang's yacht Muscat 7.

Now at 1,000 yards.

She's drifting.

X, prepare to board her.

XO: Australian navy.

Mrs. Lang?

SWAIN: Eliza.

2 DADS: Bomber and Dutchy, you want to check below?

DUTCHY: Yep.

Hello?

Eliza?

Tow line's still attached, ma'am.

There's no sign of Mrs. Lang, X. She's not on board.

Dutchy!

Give us a hand here, mate.

Think we caught a fish?

It's Eliza Lang, ma'am.

[knocking]

X, handover is complete.

The feds have taken both bodies and the yacht

for the coronial inquiry.

Swain, I can't help thinking that maybe I pushed

her into trying to escape.

No, no, I practically accused her of murdering her husband.

Circumstances were suspicious.

You were doing your job.

She took a big risk, jumping off the boat.

Yeah.

And maybe she knew she was going to jail,

but she couldn't face it.

You OK?

Yeah.

Eliza Lang set that train of events in motion

long before we came along.

So this chick whacks her hubby for his insurance

and tries to pin it on the pirates.

That seems to be the case.

But that doesn't mean we're giving up on the pirates.

They seem to have gone to ground lately, though.

Sir, just in from NAVCOM.

Possible FFV.

We're the closest asset.

XO: There she is, sir.

10 nautical miles away, just out of visual range.

Do you want us to take a look?

FLYNN: Why don't you and Dutchy take a RHIB,

get over there for a stealth recce.

XO: Yes, sir.

You might just nab them with their long lines in the water.

Hands to boarding stations, hands to boarding stations,

hands to boarding stations.

X, take Charge with you to assess for sea worthiness.

Charge.

Coming.

MAN [ON RADIO]: Warship Hammersley, this is Coastwatch.

Victor Hotel 5 0 9, over.

This is Hammersley, over.

MAN [ON RADIO]: We've had a request

from a gentleman requiring an escort through your sector.

Apparently a wealthy businessman carrying a lot of cash

on board.

He's heard of the pirate attacks.

Over.

What's his position, over?

MAN [ON RADIO]: He's in position 1-0 decimal 9 south,

1-4-9 decimal 9 east, heading for Cairns

on a course of 1-8-0.

Coastwatch, we're unable to respond at the moment

because we're in the middle of a boarding operation.

Over.

MAN [ON RADIO]: Roger that, Hammersley.

The HMAS Kingston is the next closest asset,

and they are three hours away.

Over.

Sorry we couldn't help you out on this one, Hammersley out.

Well, we can't be in two places at once, can we?

No way.

You said you'd stop.

Mate, this is the perfect target.

This guy's loaded with cash, it's the mother lode.

You promised, in fact.

Look, one last hit, right?

Come on, man.

You're in this with me now.

It's the end of your financial problems.

Done.

All right?

Yeah, mate.

The bank is on 143 East Fifth Street.

Opens at 10 past nine.

Done.

They're are only 12 miles away.

Perfect.

Like candy from a baby.

You said it.

Sit rep, X?

XO [ON RADIO]: Reported the FFV and caught them red handed.

Long lines in the water.

Well done.

XO [ON RADIO]: Sir, Charge has deemed the vessel unseaworthy,

and we have eight POB plus our crew.

FLYNN: Follow, X. I'll send the second rib over,

transport those fishermen back to Hammersley.

XO [ON RADIO]: Roger, sir.

Out.

Swain, take 2 Dads and Fraser.

Get over to the FFV.

Sir.

Let's go.

FLYNN: Hands to boarding stations,

hands to boarding stations, hands the boarding stations.

That's the FFV.

Up-market foreign fishermen.

What's going on?

- I have no idea. - All right, everyone.

Gather round for briefing.

This is a covert operation.

Someone on Hammersley has been leaking information.

So we've decided to set a trap for the pirates.

This is obviously not an FFV.

Mr. Sloane, the owner has requested an escort,

but first he has agreed to assist us.

Right?

Ma'am.

We wait until they're aboard before we make our move.

Everybody take up a concealed position.

Wait for my signal.

Come on, we've got let them see us.

Fraser, wait! No you don't.

We got to let them see us!

Get back here!

Leo, come on!

XO: On my signal, Swain.

Go, Swain.

Stay down!

Drop your weapons.

Stay down!

Stay down, stay down.

XO: Don't move. - OK.

You hold it right where you are.

Put your hands behind your head.

OK, start making your way around to the back.

SWAIN: Stay down!

You gave them the coordinates of that boat,

didn't you Able Seaman?

No way, sir.

You were with the RO when the request for the escort came in.

Yeah, and then I was with 2 Dads

the whole time till we got here.

Weren't you, mate?

Yeah, I was.

2 DADS [ON TAPE]: You said you'd stop.

FRASER [ON TAPE]: Mate, this is the perfect target.

This guy's loaded with cash.

It's the mother lode.

2 DADS [ON TAPE]: You promised, in fact.

And all of your mobile phone calls have been recorded by RO.

Special permission from NAVCOM.

So when did you decide to set me up?

I told you, mate.

Either you go to the boss, or I would.

But we needed to get the evidence catch your mates.

Now we've done that.

Charge, you and 2 Dads lock him up in Austere.

CHARGE: Yes, sir.

Navy's turned you into a soft cock.

No, mate.

It's called rehabilitation.

You wanted to see me?

Yeah.

Just had a call from NAVCOM.

The initial finding on Stewart Lang is that he was murdered.

The wife did it?

Looks like it.

He died as a result of asphyxiation.

They believe his air supply was turned off

at a depth of 18 meters, then turned back on again

after he'd died. - How do they work that out?

No idea.

CSI stuff.

So you're off to dinner with Commander White?

All sounds very convivial.

It's Ryan's 18th birthday.

Ryan?

Oh, sorry, your godson.

Of course.

I'm sorry I couldn't tell you about Fraser scamming you.

The whole sting thing was underway by then,

and I couldn't risk him getting sus of me.

Charge.

Well, who else knew about it?

The CO, the X, and RO.

R-- oh!

Charge, I meant what I said about being rehabilitated.

You've got a lot to do with that, big buddy.

I'd recommend you as a mentor.

Excellent.

So does Louise really exist?

Probably.

But you'd have no idea that Fraser was using her photo

to set up a phony profile.

She probably would have dumped me when she found out

I didn't earn 200 grand a year.

2 Dads.

Well done on making the right decision.

Thank you, sir.

Enjoy your shore leave, guys.

2 Dads is going to help me paint my house.

You can send him over to mine when you're finished.

Thanks sir, but I'm doing this for Charge as a special favor.

I seem to owe him a few.

See you.

2 Dads has come a long way since he joined Hammersley.

Are you measuring that in nautical miles?

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