All language subtitles for Sea Patrol S04E01

You hear this?

This is the Captain speaking.

The American Ambassador has just arrived on HMAS Newcastle.

The metal ceremony is scheduled to last one hour.

We are to remain on alert status

until Ambassador Davis departs.

That is all.

Why would the Navy get some big yanks

to dish out medals, eh?

Twin Task Force in the Gulf, mate.

These guys distinguish themselves.

The Americans are very grateful.

Americans hand out medals like chub a chub, Swain.

Sounds to me like someone's jealous.

I don't need some tin badge to tell me how good I am.

You do a pretty good job of that yourself.

Ah, so they're the hero dudes, eh?

Bird, four from left.

Talk about cute.

Petty Officer Dylan Mulholland, second class.

He can be my hero any day.

Congratulations, Petty Officer.

Thank you, sir.

Well done.

Still got his arms and legs.

How hero could he have been?

HMAS Hammsersley, go ahead.

They said the Ambassador to send

a chopper all the way out here.

Newcastle's on deployment, but that's just an excuse.

Sorry, ma'am, can you repeat that please?

Good PR.

It'll look good on the tele.

Okay, can you calm down, please?

Sir, I've got a mayday.

I'm having trouble hearing it.

Put it on speaker, RO.

Sir.

They're here now, up on deck.

I can't.

Oh, my god.

Oh, my god.

Ma'am this Lieutenant Commander Mike Flynn

on Australian warship Hammersley.

Can you tell me your name?

My name's Caroline.

Please help me.

What's the name of your vessell, Caroline?

I'm on a fishing boat.

It's the White Knight.

Oh, my god, they're shooting.

Who's shooting?

I don't know.

They just boarded the boat.

Oh god, I'm so scared.

Sir, there's nothing on radar or AIS.

Do you think it's legit?

Can you give me your coordinates?

I don't know anything about boats.

Just look for the GPS.

I don't know.

I can't.

It looks just like a satnav in your car.

It should be right near the radio.

This thing with the numbers.

That's it.

Read me the numbers.

One, seven, zero, five.

Zero five.
Zero five.

Four six two four.

Caroline?

Caroline, are you still there?

Please, god.

I don't wanna die.

23 miles bearing two-three-zero, sir.

All right, X, take a rib.

We'll stay with the fleet.

Listen, Caroline, we're coming to get you.

Do you promise?

I give you my word.

It's fine.

Clear!

Clear, X.

Captain, X, boat appears to be deserted, over.

I told the women to hide, X.

Search everywhere.

Yes, sir.

Swain.

RO.

Caroline?

Caroline?

Australian Navy.

If you're down there...

It's a bomb!

Bomb, bomb, bomb.

It's a bomb.

Bomb, bomb, bomb.

Go, get out.

What's going on?

Go.

Come to a full stop, Swain.

On three.

One, two, three.

Lift.

That's it.

We got you.

Robert and Swain are okay, boss.

It's just 2Dads and the X is still missing.

2Dads, grab my hands.

About time you guys showed up.

Have you seen the X?

No?

No.

X! X!

Sir.

Charge, come around 50 yards east of your position.

Good spot, Bird.

X, X, are you all right?

That's it.

Bring her back.

You got any pain, headache?

I have a slight headache.

What day of the week is it?

It's a trick question, it's Tuesday.

Pupils are a little bit sluggish.

What is sluggish?

Possible concussion.

We'll need a CT scan when we get back to shore.

I don't need a CT scan.

I'm not having one.

I'm afraid the CT scan is mandatory, ma'am.

Please god, I don't want to die.

Listen, Caroline, we're coming to get you.

Do you promise?

I give you my word.

The White Knight was a fishing charter out of Cairns.

With its manifest destroyed, we're unsure of how many

were on board or their identities.

And you think this was an act of piracy,

Lieutenant Commander Flynn?

My crew members found no evidence of looting, ma'am,

but it could be a ransom scenario.

Then why blow up the vessel?

To cover their tracks, let us know they're serious?

That'd be my best guess.

But we need to coordinate assets as soon as possible.

All right, you heard Lieutenant Commander.

We need to brief Canberra and our seniors.

Let's get on with it.

How are you, Mike?

I'm keen to get back out there, Maxine.

Yourself?

Well, better for this change of scenery.

I was getting itchy feet in Canberra.

That doesn't surprise me.

Even an ad for you couldn't sit still through a lecture.

Well lucky for me, you took excellent notes.

Yeah, and look where they got you.

I'll walk you out.

Actually, that's what I wanted to speak to you about.

According to your file, you've been up for promotion twice

in the last 12 months and knocked them both back.

Promotion means shore posting.

Judging from that mayday recording,

you could do with some time off the water.

You gave that woman your word you'd get to her.

Now since when does a CO make those sorts of promises?

Thank you.

I need an ally in here, Mike.

Someone I can trust.

I'd consider it a personal favor.

Look, Maxine, we just docked to refuel.

And you're keen to get back out there, okay.

I won't press it.

For now.

I understand you're still waiting on some crew members.

We had a few post off.

All right, I just assigned you a new buffer.

He'll arrive today before you sail.

And here.

For a gap girl, you're pretty lucky.

I was a full-blown abled seaman

before I saw my first explosion.

Yeah, well technically I didn't see it.

Just the aftermath.

Stick close to me.

Trouble tends to follow me around.

How'd you go at the hospital?

Well, the CT scan came back clear,

and it looks like it's just a few bruised ribs.

You know what that means.

My own personal masseuse, you offering?

Light duties.

Have a good trip.

See you soon.

Who's that?

The luckiest guy on the planet.

You must be our new buffer?

Petty Officer Dylan Mulholland, sir.

Mike Flynn.

The other intros will have to wait.

Bird, show our new shipmate to his quarters.

Right.

Hi.

Jessica Bird.

I'm new here too.

I'm doing a gap year.

I've always wanted to meet a real-life hero.

Well, that makes two of us.

Charge.

Navcom's assigned full patrol boats.

Kingston's looking in this Northeast quadrant.

Tilde-S and Glenn-L's searching here and here.

What makes you think whoever's taken these people

aren't long gone over the line?

Easy to set up a ransom exchange if they stay local.

Sir, latest vessel checks out.

Nagaya 3, it's a container ship out of Nagasaki.

It's heading for Brisbane.

Thanks, Ro.

Keep checking every vessel we come across.

Mark the contact, X.

Yes, sir.

Dylan, come on up.

Sorry about my abruptness earlier.

We're in the middle of a coordinated search.

I've been fully briefed on the situation, sir.

This is our RO, Robert Dickson.

Andy Thorpe, Chief Engineer.

Charge.

I will bet my last dollar that you're a Dutchy.

Surname like Mulholland, who else could I be?

And our executive officer, Kate McGregor.

Hi, good to meet you.

Ma'am.

The guy's been in the gulf in a big ship.

Even scored himself some fancy medal.

Why would he wanna serve on a little tug like this?

I don't know, 2Dads.

Maybe he's heard about the excellence grant.

Yes, well, I'm guessing those two girls

in his convertible were not his sisters.

If they were, I wouldn't mind being part of that family.

He's not that flashy.

And he'd wanna think twice about

pushing his weight around here.

I might just push back.

Don't worry, mate.

I won't hold it against you.

I got you.

Leo, 2Dads.

He's always putting his foot in it.

Chris, Swain.

Nice to meet you.

Bomber.

Word on the street is you're a pretty mean chef.

Well, I don't get too many complaints.

Load me up.

put your tongue back in your head, Bomber.

Head to boarding stations.

Head to boarding stations.

Next time.

Repeat, MV Trader Star, this is Australian warship

calling you on VHF Channel One-Six, over.

Sir, the Coastal Trade is refusing to

acknowledge radio contact.

I'll lead this evolution.

Command state officers and force mac and tarmacs.

Yes, sir.

Stop your vessel.

Stop your vessel.

Move to the back.

Please, sir.

All the way back.

Back against the wall.

Sir, come here.

Stand here.

You, come here.

Are you the master of this vessel?

Do you speak English?

What's your name, sir?

Ahmed.

Ahmed, why didn't you respond to our communication?

No radio.

It does not work.

Check it out, 2Dads.

Roger.

What's in these containers?

Palm oil.

We trade between the islands.

Swain, Bomber, have a look inside the containers.

Looking for palm oil.

Copy that, sir.

Dutchy, check out the ship's manifest.

Make sure everything's in order.

Roger.

Sir, radio is out of action, but only because

the battery's been removed.

No battery, no battery.

Looks like palm oil to me, sir.

Search below.

Right.

X, Captain, get RO to run a check on this boat.

MV Trader Star out of Philly.

Registration India-Four-Delta-Foxtrot-Three-Zero.

Did you get that?

Ma'am, call just in from Rescue Coordination.

They picked up an EPIRB signal.

It's local.

Can you check that out?

Manifest appears to be in order, sir.

Sir, we've just been alerted to an EPIRB signal

33 miles Southwest of our current position.

We're in the middle of a search, X.

Sir, the EPIRB is registered

to a fishing boat out of Cairns.

The White Knight.

The White Knight.

Caroline's boat?

Yes, sir.

Should I request another asset respond?

Negative, X, that's our priority.

Dutchy, everyone in the rib.

Roger.

Swain, 2Dads, Bomber, back in the rib.

Data from bearings three two five miles.

I'm picking up a signal four oh six megahertz.

Sir, green one zero, 1000 yards.

You hear the Captain speaking.

Looks like we have somebody in the water.

Swimmer of the Watch, close up.

Heave in on the recovery line, hand over hand.

It's a male, sir.

It's not Caroline.

Wearing a White Knight vest.

What about the EPIRB?

Nope, nothing here, boss.

Okay, Swain.

We'll need to continue our search.

Sir, I ran that check that you requested

on the MV Trader Star.

The vessel you just boarded.

Not now, RO.

Really think you should look at that piece of paper

I just handed you, sir.

This isn't the Trader Star.

That's right.

The boat we just boarded has stolen its identity.

We had them, and we let them go.

We've recovered two more bodies.

So we have three male victims,

all wearing White Knight life jackets.

Maybe this Caroline woman is still alive.

I've alerted Navcom,

sent photos of the deceased to Commander White,

see if we can ID them.

Knocker.

How is she?

Don't ever let her hear you call her that.

Well, in the Navy, if your surname is White,

you're gonna get called Knocker.

Last sal that had called her that

found himself mopping up the heads in the military locker.

Knocker is pressuring me to take promotion.

How many times can you turn down promotion

without it reflecting poorly on you?

You'd have me off this boat, would you, X?

Shore-posting does have its advantages.

CO.

Sir, Coast Watchers spotted

that contact only 15 miles to our South.

Thanks, RO.

Report senior sailors to Ship's office.

Yes, sir.

Senior sailors, report to ship's office.

Are we gonna snatch-board them, sir?

Not immediately, Dutchy.

I believe they have the woman on board,

and they may kill her if we attempt a daylight take-down.

Right, so what do you have in mind?

As soon as it's dark, we set up both the ribs

in the path of the Trader Star

with a rope cable strung between them.

Engines off.

Blacked out.

Completely invisible.

When our target vessel drives into the rope,

It silently pulls the ribs in towards the hull.

The ribs move alongside, and we board her.

It's a stealth tactic.

It's been used by pirates with lethal effect.

Okay, it'll be dark soon.

Prepare both rib teams, and kit up.

Full Kevlar, extra plates.

Sir, I wanna lead it.

Well, you're still on light duties.

Well, we have a new buffer,

and this is the kind of operation

where my experience would be invaluable.

In this instance, my experience might have to suffice.

You know you don't have to protect me.

I'm ready to go.

It's got nothing to do with that.

Is it about the promotion?

You're being pressured to take a desk job,

and now all of a sudden you wanna put yourself

in the line of fire.

I don't have a death wish, if that's what you're saying.

No, but maybe you're over-compensating.

I gave this woman my word I'd keep her safe.

I didn't deliver on that.

Thunder and Lighting,

this is Hammersley vectoring you into position.

Come left five degrees.

Roger that, X.

What's Thunder and Lightning?

Oh, they're code call signs for the ribs,

because our mascot is Thor.

Where's the boat we're chasing?

Ask the Valent system.

There.

So the ribs are heading for an interception point, right?

Mhmm, which is here in preparation for

a stealth take-down.

That's awesome.

Your 12, I bet.

Thunder and Lighting, that should do it.

The MV Trader Star is now three nautical miles North

and are direct heading for you, over.

We catch em.

Okay, Dutchy, take our position to the west,

80 yards of line should do it.

Keep it as taut as we can.

Copy that.

X, there's something going on here.

Captain, X, over.

Go ahead, X.

Sir, we have some action on the Trader Star.

I'm looking at some men climbing into speedboats.

They're on the move, sir.

Are they heading for us?

That is a negative.

They are on an easterly heading, traveling at a good clip.

What do you advise?

Are you sure they were all men?

The hostage wasn't amongst them?

No, I don't think so, sir.

Then she's still on the Trader, so we stick to our plan.

Out.

Rope's pretty taut, boss.

Okay, Dutchy, hold there.

Let's cut our engines.

Copy that.

Thunder and Lightning, you are in a good position.

The MV Trader Star is going to intercept you

almost right through the middle, over.

Get ready.

Secondaries off.

Secondaries off.

The Trader has hooked the line.

In a moment, she'll draw the ribs to her sides

as she moves forward, and then we board her.

Stay where you are.

Over here, over here.

Get down.

Down.

Get down on the ground.

Hands behind your back.

Engine's cut.

Upper deck secure.

Roger.

Swain, Dutchy, with me.

You okay, RO?

Yep.

Clear.

Clear.

Put the knife down.

Drop the knife.

Put it down, sir.

Put the knife...

It's a woman, sir.

Get in there, Swain.

Ma'am?

Caroline?

Caroline, are you okay?

Tell Phil please.

What's that?

What did you say?

I'm sorry.

I had to tell them.

Tell them what, Caroline?

What did you have to tell them?

How is she doing, Swain?

Blood pressure's 90 over 50.

Pupil's are reacting briskly.

She's quite dehydrated,

and she's taken a fairly fierce beating, boss.

I don't know how much blood she's lost.

Sir, there's a hydrographic vessel

to our South with a doctor on board,

and they're heading up to rendezvous with us now.

What about the two captured crew?

They're down in our steer under guard.

They're not saying a word.

Sir, Commander White's on the tap phone.

We've identified the three deceased males

from your photos.

The White Knight's owner and two tourists

from Sydney on a fishing holiday.

My RO's sending through a photo of Caroline now.

Do you have any idea what this is about, Mike?

That woman was tortured for something.

Who's Phil, and what did she tell him?

We're trying to work that out now.

I've got my crew on board the boat,

tearing it apart for information.

Terrorist materials?

We've got maps of the local coastline,

satellite surveillance photos of nearby islands,

couple of Al-Quaida training manuals.

You've seen this kind of thing before?

Yes, sir.

Any change, Swain?

No, sir.

Sir, the ship will be here within the hour.

Okay.

You look exhausted, Swain.

Grab some sleep.

We're all short on sleep, sir.

Bomber can watch over Caroline for a spell.

Just let me know if her condition changes.

We need to question the prisoners, sir.

That's a job for the Feds.

With all due respect, sir,

I think these men are planning something very big.

And some of them are still at large.

Let me question them, sir.

Okay, X, you go with Dutchy.

I don't need the X.

You'll work together on this.

Sir.

How's the arm?

No hard feelings, eh?

You speak English?

Yeah, you speak it all right.

I'm gonna ask you some questions,

and it's in your best interest to answer them, okay?

What are you doing here?

What did you want from the woman you tortured?

What did she tell you that was so important?

Where did your buddies in the speedboat go?

Dutchy, let him go.

Let him go.

Outside.

Let him go.

You should know better than that.

I'm just trying to get some answers.

By torturing the man.

Well, asking him nicely wasn't working, was it?

So why not go straight to waterboarding?

We just saved a woman from that sort of inhumane treatment.

Hey, if you're gonna give me

the we're no different than them speech, don't bother.

Ma'am.

Is this how you got your medal in the gulf?

X, Caroline's coming around.

Just a few sips.

Okay, that's enough.

That's it.

Caroline, I'm Mike Flynn.

I spoke with you over the radio.

You said you were coming.

I'm so sorry we didn't get to you in time.

You did.

These men who hurt you.

Who are they?

You said, "Tell Phil I'm sorry. I had to tell them."

Sir, her memory might be affected

from the injuries she sustained.

Oh, my god.

Phil.

Caroline, who's Phil?

Phil Davis.

Ambassador Davis.

What, the American Ambassador?

I work for him at the Embassy.

He's holidaying here with his family on an island somewhere.

Supposed to be in secret.

Is that what you told these men?

Where he is?

they're gonna kill him.

Hello.

Commander White, I've got

Lieutenant Commander Flynn on the line.

He says it's urgent.

Put him through.

Mike, this better be a national security crisis.

The woman's identified herself as Caroline Taylor,

an assistant to the American Ambassador in Canberra.

The Ambassador?

What?

They're spending the week on Angel Island with his family.

It's a remote, privately-owned resort

just off the Lihau Caves.

According to Caroline,

he's only got a very small security detail with him.

Why are you telling me this?

The group who abducted Ms. Taylor

tortured her for this information.

We think they're launching an assassination attempt.

Where is Ms. Taylor now?

We've transferred her to the Survey vessel,

which has a doctor.

Okay, look, I'll make a quick phone call.

I'll get right back to you.

Sir, contact through this.

This is Angel Island.

The resort is on the West coast here.

This is where we intercepted the Trader Star,

and their speedboat was headed off on that bearing.

They'd have to travel 20 plus miles

to make sure they're off their radar.

And then come around in a big circle

and hit Angel Island on the East flank.

Which would add hours to their travel time.

If we take a direct route, we'll be there in what?

Four hours.

Tops.

Sir, Commander White.

Plot a course, X.

Sir.

Maxine.

According to the Americans, the Ambassador

flew straight home to Canberra after the ceremony

in Newcastle.

That's the official line.

His holiday is classified.

What was this Taylor woman doing on a fishing boat

on the Berry Reef?

Sightseeing.

Obviously there was a security leak at the Embassy.

I'm not even sure she works at the Embassy, Mike.

The Americans are not gonna tell me anything.

Then you're obviously not talking to the right people.

It's 02:30.

The right people are sleeping.

We're heading to Angel Island now.

ETA is 06:00.

Okay, I'll work on it on my end.

Keep me informed.

Sir, coming up on Angel Island.

Anything on radar?

No, nothing.

They could be on the other side of the island.

I've got an American voice on VHF-16

wanting to know what the Navy's doing.

This is Lieutenant Commander Mike Flynn

on HMAS Hammersley, over.

Lieutenant Commander, I need you

to turn your ship around, sir.

Look, we have credible information

of a possible attempt on Ambassador Davis's life.

We're here to provide assistance, over.

This is a restricted area.

We do not need your assistance.

Been a radar contact bearing one six zero.

It just appeared from behind

the Southern tip of the island, sir.

Part boarding stations.

Sir.

You'll let me take this one?

My ribs are fine.

I'm fresher.

Okay.

X, the target boat is three miles

from the beach resort and closing.

Your range to intercept is 1000 yards.

Roger that, sir.

Target vessel's sighted ahead of us.

Speedboat approaching Angel Island:

heave to, or you will be fired upon.

X, target vessel's changing course.

They're turning around.

What are they doing?

They've hold a course,

and they're heading straight for us.

Weapons ready.

Secondaries off.

Engage.

Take cover.

Aim for the engines.

Disable them.

X, RPG.

Sir, they've got an RPG.

They're making a run at Hammersley.

Charge, typhoon.

That can't hurt us, right?

An RPG could breach the hull and sink us.

X, cease the pursuit.

I repeat, cease your pursuit, and get clear.

We'll take them out with a typhoon,

but I need you out of there, over.

Let's go.

They're starboard now.

Are they gonna fire on us, sir?

They'll need to be much closer with that RPG.

Tracking them, sir.

Speedboat 500 yards, sir.

We'll be in their range within 200 yards.

400 yards.

I want a three-to-five-round burst, Charge.

Sir.

300 yards, sir.

Aim and fire.

They've fired.

Right, right.

Engage.

That boat must've been loaded with explosives.

I'll be back next week.

Pleasure to meet you, Mr. Ambassador.

On behalf of my crew, thanks for the invitation.

My people tell me I owe you the big thank you.

So clean-up's finished out there?

No survivors?

No, sir.

I've spoken with Ms. Taylor.

She's on her way to Cairns.

She's going to be okay thanks to you.

Just doing our job, sir.

This is my wife, Monique.

Hello.
Pleasure to meet you, ma'am.

Hey.
How you doing?

I don't know about you boys,

but I feel like Cinderella at a luau.

A few more of these, and you might start looking like her.

Salmon Deville.

Number five on my list of all-time

favorites of hors d'oeuvres.

Fascinating.

What's your number one?

Pig in a blanket.

Remind me of a favorite game of mine.

What's that?

Hide the sausage.

Here we go.

Cheers.
Cheers.

Looks like Dutchy's fitting in pretty well.

Yeah, he seems really easy-going.

And he's pretty hot, too.

But I take it that your gap seamanship course

filled you in thoroughly on Navy rigs.

X, I know all about the no-snogging your shipmates rule.

But there is no rule that says you can't check them out.

No, no, there's no law against that.

I had a lengthy conversation with your Commander White.

She speaks very highly of you.

She's biased.

We go back quite a way.

And I'm also godfather to her teenage son.

She told me you're reluctant to take promotion.

Well, I just don't think I'm built

for a job behind a desk.

Still got my sea legs.

Higher office does have its advantages, Mike,

that more than compensate for any boredom.

So people tell me.

Tempura prawn, cucumber sandwiches, pig in a blanket.

Does anybody, oh sorry.

Can anybody tell me where the Gent's is?

Bathroom.

How many of those have you had?

Two or three.

They're very nice.

No, man, I haven't spotted the head yet.

Might wanna try downstairs though.

Thank you.

Robert, stay away from golf buggies.

And the train stations.

Hey, so Dutchy, are you gonna tell us

how you scored the medal in the gulf or what?

You know how it is.

No, I've got no idea.

What'd you do?

Catch the biggest fish?

Surf the biggest wave?

Eat the biggest falafel?

Hey guys, will you give Dutchy and I a minute?

Sure, ma'am.

Cheers.

I think we got off on the wrong foot,

and given that we have to work together so closely,

I was hoping that I could start from scratch.

Of course, ma'am.

Excuse me.

Excuse me, can you tell me where the toilet is?

Better signage would be nice.

What's your name, sir?

Ahmed.

Is anybody there?

I'm behind the door.

Little boy's room.

Somewhere that way.

Open up the door.

Where's the boss?

Commander White tells me you and her

would make and excellent team.

Sounds to me like she's a woman used to getting her own way.

Take it from me, Mike.

If a woman like that puts her mind to something,

there's no use denying her.

Sooner or later, they always get what they want.

Why don't you just think about it, Mike?

A change of pace may be what you really need.

How's the hand?

It's just a flesh wound.

Swain patched me up.

Don't have a Mike, sit.

I thought I might just hang by the door.

Quick getaway, ma'am.

Sit.

Unfortunately, there's been a blanket on the press,

so the public are never gonna know about your heroics.

I can live with that.

The people that matter, however, have been fully briefed.

I've just been reading an email from the Admiral.

I wants to know why Mike Flynn is being so stubborn

about this blasted promotion.

Don't tell me.

He's been speaking with his old mate, the Ambassador.

I have had Ambassador Davis on the phone too,

chewing my ear off.

It seems you've been doing your job just a bit too well.

Hey, my godson.

How old is Ryan now? 16?

Nearly 18.

Don't change the subject, Mike.

Please, Maxine.

The office next to mine is free.

You can't sit in a CO's chair forever.

Well, I wasn't thinking forever.

I just thought the next year or three.

Wait.

Commander White.

Yes, sir.

Yes, sir, just a second, sir.

Chief of Navy.

If you're determined to stow on this,

you're gonna have to explain it to the boss yourself.

Lieutenant Commander Flynn.

Mike Flynn.

Any day now.

I flob.

You mean you fold.

What would you prefer to play, Bird?

Go Fish?

Hey don't knock it.

I'm actually pretty good at that one.

All right, what have I got there.

Two pair.

Threesome.

Commander Flynn, congratulations on your promotion.

What do you think?

I think it could do with some curtains.

We should grab a drink.

Celebrate the promotion.

Congratulations.

Are you settling in?

Maxine, this is my,

was my executive officer, Kate McGregor.

Commander, it's good to meet you.

Lieutenant McGregor, good timing.

Hammersley has just received an order to sail in 30 minutes.

30 minutes.

Come into my office, and I'll brief you on the operation

and tell you all about your new CO.