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2Dads, gonna need you to step it up, mate.

We've got to get these provisions off the dock ASAP.

Fair go, Dutcho.

I think I've got swine flu, mate.

Worm flu more like it.

Told you not to eat worm in the bottom of the bottle.

All right.

Thanks for that, Charge.

Sir, our orders to sail have come through at 11:30 hours.

OK, thanks.

How was breakfast?

It was fine.

Dutchy found a great little place in town.

X, a present for you.

What is it?

It's a surprise.

Bit heavy for you, RO?

All right.

20 minutes, we'll be out of here.

[INDISTINCT ARGUMENT IN BACKGROUND]

I don't know!

You pack everything. You told me not to touch any.

I didn't touch it!

What do you mean I have no idea?

I try to help then you and you tell me that I am not--

[interposing voices]

BABY: [gurgling]

[interposing voices]

[screaming]

Hey!

MOTHER: Please!

Somebody!

Help me!

Look out!

[interposing voices]

MOTHER: Where is he at?

My baby!

Help!

I can't swim!

He's OK ma'am.

He's OK.

Thank you!

Thank you so much!

Here!

Boss, here!

Boss, put him on a ring!

Grab it!

Get him out of here.

How's the baby?

He's fine, boss.

He's fine.

You OK?

I'm Anton Gorski.

I owe you my life, and the life of my son.

[theme music]

SWAIN: Captain, has the ship!

[cheering and applause]

All right. All right.

You've had your fun. Knock it off.

Lap it up, boss.

You deserve it.

Everyone on this ship would have done the same thing.

Oh.

Sir, I'm picking up a pan-pan call from vessel Jeanette J.

Robert, what's a pan-pan call.

Uh, it's one level below a mayday call.

Not grave or imminent danger, but it's still serious.

Sir, I've just picked it up on AIS.

Jeanette J, she's an oceanographic vessel,

approximately nine nautical miles north-northeast

of our current position.

Did you get details, RO?

[phone ringing] - I have a--

a gentleman on line.

He's-- he's saying that he's discovered something.

It's unclear what.

Frankly, he sounds inebriated.

Boss, Commander White.

Put it through to my cabin.

X, take the ship.

Set course for the Jeanette J. - Sir.

RO, let the vessel know we're responding.

- I have the ship. - Sir.

Maxine.

Mike.

Have you had a chance to look at the new list I sent?

Yeah.

As a matter of fact, I spent half the night

researching your candidates.

And?

I've got to be honest here, none of them

are capable of taking command.

I give you a hand in finding your replacement,

as a courtesy, Mike, and if I didn't know you better,

I might think that you were using

candidate unsuitability not to return to your position here.

That's just not the case, Maxine.

You just haven't recommended anyone yet who

I think is capable of the job.

OK, I tell you what.

Why don't you add names to the list who you think are

suitable, and send it to me?

Given that silence, I take it you think that's a great idea.

Looking forward to getting your list, Mike.

[line tone]

Oh, sir.

We're coming up on the oceanographic vessel now.

What did Knocker want?

She hear about your heroic exploits?

No, she was just hassling me about Hammersley's replacement

CO.

Oh, you found anyone suitable yet?

All the candidates were hopeless.

I wouldn't let them command a tugboat, let alone a warship.

Pipe boarding stations, X.

Yes, sir.

Mr. Mason?

Yeah, Stuart.

I'm Lieutenant MacGregor.

You put out a pan-pan call, sir.

There's something I want to show you.

You're mapping out here on the reef, sir?

Yeah, doing research on coral decline.

Growth rates are at their slowest in 400 years.

There's just too much acidity and carbon

dioxide in the water.

Oh!

Who put that there?

X: What did you want to show us, Mr. Mason?

There was a fishing boat out here a couple of hours ago.

I saw it through my binos dropped something overboard.

So when I finally got to map the area, this is what I find.

Looks like a body.

Steady!

It was tied to an old boat engine block

with nylon rope, boss.

Heaving on the recovery line!

Mr. Mason, how long ago did you see this fishing boat?

Four and a bit hours ago, now.

She headed off to the north.

You didn't get the name of the vessel?

My eyesight's not that good, Captain,

even through binoculars.

And none of the crew saw it, so--

Would you at least give my XO a description of it?

Oh, I don't know.

I mean, it-- reckon it was a bean trawler.

Could have been an outrigger.

Boss?

Yeah.

Go ahead, Swaino.

Contact, bearing 3-5-5.

Range, 9 nautical miles, sir.

Unlikely, but let's get her on EOD.

It's an outrigger.

Wheelhouse forward, working deck aft.

What's the speed?

Barely moving, sir.

Three to four knots.

A boat involved in a murder wouldn't just be hanging

around the general vicinity.

But it matches Mason's description, though.

Not that he's totally reliable.

Fishing trawler in position, 11 degrees, 35 south,

1-4-3 degrees, 15 east.

This is Australian warship calling you on channel 1-6.

We're conducting routine boardings in the area.

We request permission to board you as a training exercise.

Your Captain said a couple of minutes.

It's been more like 20.

We appreciate the cooperation, Mr. Cavanaugh.

We don't get a chance to do a lot of these boardings,

and so the training for us is invaluable.

Swain?

You got a TVH and a manifest I could look at?

Yeah.

I'll need to assemble all of your crew on deck.

You're looking at him.

Right.

This is the manifest and TVH for Spanish mackerel.

Captain, X. The boat is licensed

and the manifest is in order, and all

the crew accounted for, over.

What does your gut instinct tell you, X?

X, hold's empty.

No fish below.

Only been out for a couple of days.

Must be the El Ni o.

Reckon these Spanish mackerel must speak the lingo.

[soft laughter]

Here's your paperwork.

Go on, boys.

On to it.

Sir, my instinct tells me that this boat is dodgy,

but apart from having no fish on board,

there is no evidence to confirm that impression, sir.

OK, X. Head back to the ship.

We'll continue to shadow them until we decide

on a course of action, over.

Copy that.

X, NAVCOM have ID'd the dead man.

Rowan Wells, convicted drug trafficker.

The Feds lost sight of him four days ago in Cairns.

And they were surveilling him?

They suspect he was importing large amounts of cocaine,

bringing in from PNG, but they didn't

know how he was doing it.

Well, he won't be doing it any longer.

Sir, Feds sent through another photo.

That's Derek Cavanaugh with him.

Master of the trawler?

It was taken a week ago.

Right.

RO, get onto NAVCOM.

Sir.

We will retreat below the horizon,

monitor the boat on EOD.

Yes, sir.

Why don't you get some sleep?

Feds won't be here till the morning.

Till then, it's just a case of keeping tabs.

I'm OK.

Sir, radar contact that I've been monitoring

has just changed course.

Looks like it's en route to the fishing trawler.

Dutchy, can you pick it up?

Sir, contacts are converging.

Getting closer?

Looks like they're transferring

a very large pallet across.

You said the Feds didn't know how Wells was bringing

drugs into the country.

Are we going to wait till morning to find out?

Hands to boarding stations, hands to boarding stations,

hands to boarding stations.

Australian Navy!

Hands in the air!

Get back against the wall!

Get down on the deck!

Keep you hands where we can see them.

Captain, X, deck is secure.

Minimum resistance, over.

Copy that, X. We're monitoring that other vessel on radar.

Check out that pallet, over.

OK, what is this?

Another training exercise, is it?

We have reason to believe that you

have just received a shipment of drugs, Mr. Cavanaugh.

Are you kidding me?

Open the pallet.

It's cable ma'am.

The Feds don't look too happy.

Understatement, X. Not only did we not catch Cavanaugh

with drugs, but we've alerted him to the fact

that he is a person of interest.

Sir.

Commander.

X, can you grab the EOD surveillance tapes?

They're on my desk in my cabin.

Cavanaugh's boat arrived in port early this morning.

We've got eyes on it, but there's no sign of Cavanaugh.

He must have transferred to another vessel en route.

FLYNN [VOICEOVER]: All the candidates were hopeless.

They couldn't command a tugboat, let alone a warship.

What are you typing?

A transfer request.

I'm sick of it.

I've had enough.

I want off the ship.

[comm pings]

RO [OVER COMM]: XO, Bridge.

Another, Fourex.

Thanks, mate.

[cellphone rings]

[sighs]

X [VOICEMAIL]: Hi, you've called Kate MacGregor.

Leave a message. Thanks.

[beep]

- Hi. - Hey.

What are you doing?

Come join the others.

I don't think I'm going to be much company tonight.

Why is that?

I've decided to transfer off the ship.

What?

Why?

Bigger and better opportunities on a big ship.

What sort of opportunities are you looking for?

Professional or personal ones?

Come on, one drink.

Come on!

One.

Oh, Captain!

My Captain!

Mr.--

Mason.

Still Mason.

I take it you're back in port to give

a statement to the feds.

That and I got a job interview.

Job interview?

I thought you'd be busy mapping the reef.

More money to be made finding fish, I think.

Fishermen pay top dollar for the use of my boat

and it's equipment.

Right.

And whoever's funding your research, do they know that?

No.

[laughs] Cheers, Captain.

You didn't have to help me home.

Afraid I did.

Taxi driver wasn't going to deal with you himself.

This one?

Oh, very nice.

There you go.

You OK?

Thanks, Captain.

Oh, you're a lovely man, Captain.

You're a lovely man!

Come on.

There's room for two.

Come on.

Now, that'll be a negative, Mr. Mason.

Good night. - All right, Captain.

Thank you.

Mr. Mason?

I did call out.

There was no one up top.

Yeah.

Who are you?

Derek Cavanaugh.

We spoke on the radio about hiring your boat.

Yeah, you were looking for fish.

Actually, it's not about fish.

It's a little more delicate.

So what are we looking for?

A minisub.

I lost contact with it a couple of days ago.

I know the general area, but I need your equipment

and expertise to locate it.

A minisub?

Use it to do a bit of salvage work on the side.

Yeah, sounds feasible.

If you'll excuse me, though.

I was just about to go to the bathroom.

Of course.

[cellphone ringing]

It's not me.

That's not mine.

X [VOICEMAIL]: Hi, you've called Kate MacGregor.

Leave a message. Thanks.

[beep] - Yeah, Kate.

Listen, it's, uh, Mike.

I'm on Stuart Mason's boat and Cavanaugh is here.

He wants to hire Mason to find a minisub that he's lost.

It's got to be a drug sub.

Explains why they needed the salvaging cable,

and how they're bringing the drugs in.

[knock]

CAVANAUGH: Mr. Mason?

Would you come out, please?

Uh, yeah.

Hang on.

[flushes toilet]

Mr. Cavanaugh, I've thought about your offer.

Unfortunately, my research work does take precedence.

I-- I don't need your help to stand up.

This man tells me he's Stuart Mason,

the oceanographer, which begs the question,

who the hell are you?

Oh!

Ma'am, we're ready to set sail.

We've just got one tiny little problem.

What is it?

No CO.

No one's seen him all morning.

According to the peg board, he's off the boat

and he's not answering his mobile.

Oh, no.

That'll just go through to message, ma'am.

Just--

I've already left three messages.

RO!

FLYNN [VOICEMAIL MESSAGE]: Yeah, Kate.

Listen, It's, uh, Mike.

I'm on Stuart Mason's boat and Cavanaugh is here.

He wants to hire Mason to find a minisub that he's lost.

It's got to be a drug sub.

Explains why they needed the salvage--

Come with me.

OK, what time was that?

OK, thank you.

Harbormaster says that Mason's boat sailed

out just before midnight.

More than eight hours ago.

Yeah.

We know their general heading though.

Where we boarded them.

Must be where they lost contact with the drugs sub.

RO?

Get NAVCOM on the line.

Yes, ma'am.

Dutchy, prepare to take the ship.

Yes, ma'am.

Well, I know you're Navy.

And I definitely recognize your voice, Commander Flynn,

so why don't you just tell me what I want to know.

I don't know what you're talking about.

I want to know everything the Feds,

the Navy know about my business, and all

I want from you is Coast Watch's security frequency.

Hmm?

I don't know anything about that.

All right.

Here is the deal.

You give me the frequency, and the pain will stop.

I can listen in and find out what

they know about my business, and you can get a well earned rest.

Flynny, what do you say?

Oh, that was a silly thing to do, wasn't it?

Pick him up!

This is where we picked up the body,

and this is where we caught up with Cavanaugh's trawler.

It's pretty much a straight line from Daru to Cape York.

So the width of the search area is small, but the length--

RO, have you got anything from Coast Watch, yet?

Not yet, ma'am.

X, sonar buoys deployed.

Already onto it ma'am.

OK, good.

If they are using Mason's boat to find their sub,

they'll be emitting a signal.

I want as many ears listening for it as we can afford.

Yes, ma'am.

Hey, we'll find him.

Yeah, this is my fault.

It's no one's fault, X.

I deliberately dropped his call last night.

Why would you do that?

[sonar pinging]

Ma'am?

I think I've got something.

It's fair way off.

Yeah, I've got it too.

It's a high-frequency output, similar to a mine hunter

or a hydrographic survey ship.

It could be their sonar.

OK.

RO, see if you can hone in on it and give us a course to steer.

Yes ma'am.

Hey, come on.

Just give me the frequency, huh?

Just give me the frequency and we can all get some sleep.

You give me the frequency now!

Now!

I give you the frequency.

You will?

I'll give it to you.

Go on.

Give it to me now.

This is getting really tedious.

You are a naughty boy.

Mason's found the sub.

All clear.

Really?

And the boss just called.

Said he'll be here within the hour to get the drugs,

and he wants Mason and the Navy man put in the sub.

Said he'll tow it out to deep water and get rid of it.

Party time!

Grab him.

Signal's gone, ma'am.

What?

It's gone.

Nothing.

They must have found the sub.

Hold out course to the signal's last known position.

All right. Hurry up.

Let's go now!

Ugh!

Don't worry about the smell. They're dead.

Just get the stuff out.

Sorry, I had to help them.

There is nothing else I could do.

Come on, come on.

Hurry it up!

All right.

That's the last of it.

They didn't deserve to die like that.

They knew the risks.

[air horn]

All right.

There's the boss.

Get them into the sub now.

Please! Come on.

You don't have to do this.

Please!

Come on!

Get him!

Go!

We've got a signal back.

Don't lose it, RO.

- Get in there. - God!

It stinks!

We've salvaged all the gear, boss.

We're just tying up a few loose ends.

I'm Anton Gorski.

I owe you my life, and the life of my son!

I've got a contact.

0-3-0, range 14 miles.

Contacts on a heading of 1-7-0--

X: That's Mason's boat.

Nav, chart a course for intercept.

Swain, pipe boarding stations.

SWAIN: Ma'am.

[comm pings]

X, where are you going?

To lead the boarding.

Ma'am, you're acting CO.

You can't leave the ship.

I, um--

I'll go, X.

Secondaries off!

2Dads, Trotter, you take the starboard side.

Not again.

You've got to be kidding me!

[interposing voices]

Back of the boat!

Back of the boat now!

To the back of the boat!

Come on fellas.

What's this about?

Where's Mike Flynn?

I don't know a Mike Flynn.

2Dads, Bomber, with me.

Roger.

It's not your boat, Mr. Cavanaugh.

Where's the owner of the vessel?

Would have a clue.

Hired her off a Stuart Mason to find some fish.

Right.

So Where's Mr. Mason?

Got no idea, big fella.

He was a bit under the weather.

Boss?

Anything?

Nothing.

No sign of him, Dutchy.

Boss?

Boss?

Thunder, this Hammersley.

Sit rep.

No sign of anyone below decks, X.

Where is he?

2Dads!

Give us a hand here.

Count of three.

Ready?

One, two, three!

DUTCHY: We found him, X.

Dutchy, is he OK?

Boss? [screaming]

It's OK.

Stop struggling.

Negative, X. It's not the CO.

It's the mother of the baby he saved.

What the hell is going on over there?

Stand by X.

Ma'am?

Ma'am, I need you to calm down and tell me what's going on.

What are you doing here?

My husband Anton Gorski.

What about him?

He had the Ron killed.

Ron Wells?

Ron was my lover.

He told to Cavanaugh to take care of me in the same way.

Dutchy, X, over.

Go ahead.

X [ON RADIO]: Can she tell us where the boss is?

Does she know anything?

Ma'am, do you know where Mike Flynn is?

He's in the submarine.

Anton's take it to the deep water to sink it.

DUTCHY [ON RADIO]: He's in the sub.

Anton's towing it into deep water to sink it.

All right.

That current leads to the south of our current position.

Now, we would have picked them up on the radar.

Yeah, but most of this area's uncharted.

Well, they'd be working off the same information as us,

and he wouldn't want to tow the sub too far.

Uh, here.

Ma'am, there's a deep trench here just south of Bramble Cay.

It's the deepest part of the strait.

They could be using that.

OK.

Dutchy, X, over.

DUTCHY [ON RADIO]: Yes, go ahead.

I'm sending a second RHIB over to collect everybody

and bring them back here.

I want your team in the RHIB heading northeast.

Once you're in the water, I'll vector you into position.

Now RO, you redirect that Coast Watch

flight to south of Bramble Cay.

Coast Watch, this is Australian warship Hammersley.

X [ON RADIO]: Dutchy, Coast Watch have spotted

something semi-submerged.

It could be the sub.

Come port 35 degrees.

Copy that.

Come to port 35 degrees.

I've got a visual right ahead!

Thunder to Hammersley, we have a visual.

Repeat, we have a visual of the sub.

Coast Watch we have a visual.

[beep]

[explosion]

Dutchy, have you got anything?

Nothing so far, X.

Swain.

Half in.

X, we found a--

Go ahead, Dutchy.

We found evidence of human remains, over.

Copy that.

Sorry, ma'am.

NAVCOM is sending out search vessel Paloma.

They will sweep and, uh, and they'll collect.

Cavanaugh.

He's in austere with his crew.

Silvana's in the wardroom.

Swain, you want to have a look at a her.

Sure, I--

Gorski's out there somewhere.

Still got unfinished business--

Cavanaugh's not saying anything.

What about Silvana?

I don't know what Anton's planning.

I know he has an exit strategy in case

he needs to leave in a hurry, but never

share his plan with me.

Well, he's got to offload the drugs

before he skips the country.

Do you know where he's taking them?

All I know is his contact is in Cairns.

What sort of boat was he driving?

X, Commander White's on the phone.

She's been fully briefed on the situation.

I'll take the call in-- in the CO's cabin.

Dutchy, go up and take the ship.

Head for Cairns, maximum speed, and you

get a description of Gorski's boat.

RO [ON COMM]: XO, Commander White.

Commander White, Lieutenant MacGregor speaking.

Kate, how are you holding up?

I'm--

I'm sorry for your loss, but now

is the time to strength, Kate.

You're acting Commanding Officer of Hammersley.

I understand ma'am.

We are currently steaming for Cairns.

We believe that Gorski is heading

there with a shipment of drugs.

All right.

I'll put the port on alert.

Now, the federal police have been notified.

We will do everything we can to catch this man.

Lieutenant MacGregor, you have a patrol to finish

and a ship to bring in.

You can do this.

I don't know that I can.

WHITE [ON COMM]: Well, Mike Flynn obviously

thought you were capable.

He added your name to my list of candidate COs.

I'm sorry, he added my name?

He rejected my list and, uh, he

put your name right at the top.

So if Mike Flynn thinks you're CO material,

who are you or I to doubt that?

Charge, can you give us any more reps?

I wish I could Dutchy, but we're-- we're right

at the limit.

I have the ship, Dutchy has the conn.

Sit rep.

X, we're currently traveling at full speed, approximately

295 miles north of Cairns.

Nothing to report.

We are not giving up.

The man who killed our commanding officer

is out there somewhere.

If Gorski is heading for Cairns, we will catch up with him.

I have a contact bearing 1-9-5, range 6 miles.

But nothing AIS.

2Dads, bring it up in the EOD.

That's him!

All right, Swain, pipe boarding stations.

Full Kevlar, extra plates.

SWAIN: Hands to boarding stations,

hands to boarding stations, hands to boarding stations.

Issuing damage control, stage thee, condition voyage.

I'll take it, X.

Not this time, Charge.

Ma'am, you can't!

Stuff protocol, Charge.

You have the ship.

Secondaries off!

Right, just get us in there.

Prepare to fire at my command.

[gunfire]

Three-round bursts of the Typhoon across the bow!

CHARGE [ON RADIO]: Copy that, X. Three-round bursts,

100 yards ahead of the bow. - Make it 50!

CHARGE [ON RADIO]: Copy that, 50.

Engage!

Starboard!

Take us in starboard!

Engage!

Target on the upper deck.

Starboard!

Starboard!

On the ground, now!

Get down!

You!

On the ground.

Get down! Get down!

Get down!

- Both of you, now! - Get down!

Right now!

Hands behind your head!

X?

Would you put the gun down?

Lower your gun.

Kate, put your gun down.

Give me the gun.

Give me the gun.

2Dads?

Get up!

Get up, I said!

I just need a minute.

Sure.

Oh!

Oh.

[knocking sound]

[knocking continues]

[whispers] Are you all right?

You're alive!

I thought that you were--

I thought that you were dead.

I thought you were dead.

Oh, oh!

Not a pretty picture, eh?

You look a lot better than poor Mr. Mason.

Two other dead crew on that sub.

Cavanaugh mentioned my name to Anton.

If it wasn't for his so-called debt of honor--

What was he going to do with you?

Said he was going to have me released after he

was out of the country.

Hand over's complete, boss.

I should check you out.

Soon as I've had a shower, Swain.

The mighty Mike Flynn, eh?

You OK?

Yeah.

Well, at least you don't have to beat yourself

up now for dropping his call.

Ah, I'm sorry.

Could you just--

Dutchy, the reason that I dropped the boss' call was--

Because you were out having a good time with friends,

and you didn't want to be bothered with ship's business.

Yeah, that's right.

Dutchy-- Dutchy, I--

It's OK.

It is, really.

Thank you.

One up the back.

Yeah.

Sir, it's good to have you back.

Good to be back, RO.

Starting to look like your old self again, sir.

Oh, I don't know if I'll be winning any beauty pageants,

Charge.

Don't know why I'd be entering any.

[laughter]

Bomber and Swain did a pretty good job patching me up.

One of the more enjoyable jobs I've had to do a second medic.

I'm going to miss you guys.

Not as much as we'll miss you.

What do you think, Bird?

This Navy life, is it all worth it?

Yeah, I reckon it's OK, sir.

Great.

So your coordinate is, uh--

So--

-- wrong.

-- who has the ship?

I do, sir.

Very good.

Take us home, X.

[triumphant music]

[theme music]

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