All language subtitles for Sea Patrol S01E05

What have we got, ET?
Sprung.

They're using long-lines.

Judging
by the hook spacing,

they're using
one of the 400m lines

we've been seeing
a bit of lately.

Yeah, with about 80 vertical
lines. Hooks all over them.

They catch everything.

I'd say what they're after
is shark fin.

What, just the fins, sir?

Yeah, they cut the fins off and
throw the sharks back to die.

It's really cruel.

Good to see I'm not
the only greenie on board.

If there's one boat,
there'll be a few more,

and a mother ship somewhere,
waiting to collect the haul.

Once we get these guys, sir,
maybe we should go...

Take out the mother ship.
My thoughts exactly, X.

We'll lie off below the horizon
and take them at first light.

OK, boss.

Hands to boarding station.

Hands to boarding station.

Slew outboard.

Down on one.

X, pass the fishing report
information

as soon as it's available.

All of you, don't forget,

the deck will be slippery
with the catch.

OK. Let's go.
Watch your oppo's back.

- Carry on the sea boat!
- Away sea boats. Slip!

Sir, move back.
Move back.

Who is the master
of this vessel?

Master?

Sir, move forward, please.
Forward.

X, master.

Thanks, Buffer.
Assess the boat for towing.

Aye, ma'am.

How many days have you been
fishing in these waters?

Four days?

Where is your mother ship?

The big boat. You don't know?

Or you won't tell me?

OK. Buffer?

Yeah, we're right to tow, X.

What's your estimate
on the catch?

We've got a couple of hundred
kilos of shark fin here.

Two barracuda.
Looks like a pike.

And there'll be more
on that port side.

Long-line is still in, ma'am.
Spider?

Have the fishermen
haul in the lines.

Yes, ma'am.
ET.

Video the entire catch
for evidence,

and then we'll ditch it.

It's a tragic waste.

X-ray 2, this is Charlie 2.
What have we got? Over.

This is X-ray 2.

We've got about 200 kilo
of shark fin here.

But the crew are too frightened
to talk to us. Over.

Is the vessel seaworthy
for towing, X?

Affirmative, sir.

OK, NAVCOM have approved
apprehension

and towing back to port
for further investigation.

Charlie 2 out.

Under the Australian Fisheries
Management Act,

we are seizing this vessel
and your catch.

Your vessel will be towed
back to port

for further investigation.

We need to see some papers.

Come to the wheelhouse
and show us the papers.

Need passports, Buffer.

Do you ever
feel sorry for them?

Personally, yeah.

They're the bottom
of the food chain,

just trying
to feed their families.

Course, what they've done
is illegal,

but the real scumbags
are on that mother ship.

I don't want to be
presumptuous, sir,

but I could try and find out
what you want to know.

Yeah, picked up a few phrases.

OK. Off you go.

I'll let X know
you're on your way over.

'Coral Emperor'.

The RO's a bit of a cold fish,
isn't he?

Sometimes it can be
an asset on a ship, ma'am.

He spilled the beans
on the mother ship.

It's called
the 'Coral Emperor'.

Well, how did you manage that?

Well, sometimes you've got
to use more persuasive language

than what's on those cards,
ma'am.

Charlie 2, this is X-ray 2.

Where is this 'Coral Emperor'?

He wasn't very precise,

but about 20 miles
north-east of here.

So let's go get them. Over.

Negative, X. The priority
is to take the FFV back to base.

Navy procedure
is clear on this one.

We have no choice. Out.

Surely there's another
patrol boat available

to do a transfer with.

I'm as frustrated as you are,
Swain.

But they'll keep.

I hate to see an opportunity

to pursue the mother ship
slip away.

We can go after them
on a more appropriate occasion.

We'll get 'em, boss.
I'm determined to, Nav.

Sir, message from NAVCOM.

Since we're heading back,
they want us to pick up

a passenger from Bright Island
for transport to base.

Thanks, RO.
A passenger, sir?

Yeah. It's not that unusual.

We do approved transport
from time to time.

Nav, set course
for Bright Island.

Give me a call
when we're in visual range.

Yes, sir.
MCR, bridge.

Charge, I'd like a word in my
cabin about quarterly books.

Aye, aye, sir.

No-one likes doing paperwork,
but it has to be done.

With respect, sir,

those engines are about
as cranky and as old as I am,

and they don't give a toss
about paperwork.

But NAVCOM does and so do I,
and in a few months time,

when we're on the new boats,
there'll be even more to do.

Keep on top of it.
Yes, sir.

That eye still
causing you grief?

No, sir. It's just...
there's a bit of grit in it.

It's nothing, sir.
I want you to get it seen to.

Sir. It's just...
It's not a sty or grit.

It's been troubling you
ever since the irukandji sting.

Sir, it's not irukandji.

Some days it's good,
some days it's bad.

It... it... I've got it
under control, sir.

Why haven't you seen
a specialist?

Because...
Charge, see the specialist.

With respect, sir,

they could stick me behind
a desk for God knows how long.

'Hammersley'
has a few months to live.

The thought of
not being here for that...

I understand. But at the moment,
it's affecting your work.

Go to the doctor tomorrow.

If it's treatable,
we'll work around it.

But if it continues to impact
on your ability

to perform your duties
on this ship...

..you won't have a choice,
Charge.

The navy's position is clear.

Sir.

Bright Island ahead, sir.

Shall I prepare the tinny
to go ashore, sir?

Thanks, X.

I think I'll go ashore myself.

I feel like a bit of exercise.

Away sea boat.
Away sea boat.

Now I know
why he wanted to go himself.

Hmm?

Oh, he knew it was her
all along.

Naughty, Mike.

Sorry.

I was hoping it would be you.
Thank you for collecting me.

My pleasure.

One of the perks of the job,

getting to rescue attractive
women from deserted islands.

Do I look like I need rescuing?
Not really.

I just said that
to make myself look more heroic.

Maybe I can oblige
one day.

Feds have obviously
left the island.

Yes. They left
about a week ago.

And you've been here
all by yourself?

Oh, I'm a big girl, Captain.

I don't doubt it.

Mind your step.

Special sea dutymen
and cable party close up.

Assume damage control
state three condition Yankee.

Shorten in two shackles
on deck.

Stand by to recover tinny.

But having
got the information

on the position
of this mother ship,

why didn't you just
go after them?

It wasn't because of me,
I hope.

Hardly.

You may have noticed

the foreign fishing vessel
we're towing.

What Kate means is that once
we've apprehended the vessel,

it's then incumbent on us to
deliver it to the nearest port,

or at least transfer it
to a Customs vessel.

If there's one in the area,
which there wasn't.

How frustrating for you.
Hmm.

Chefo's excelled himself
tonight.

The scran's really good.

'Scran'?

Shh. 'Stuff'.

'Stuff Cooked by
the Royal Australian Navy'.

I see.

Don't let that put you off.

X, aren't you officer
of the watch this evening?

Yes. I'm sorry, sir.

I was enjoying myself so much,

I almost forgot
I had somewhere else to be.

Please excuse me.

She's a bit lemon-lipped,
isn't she?

Please don't take it personally.

The XO hates to see
a nice boat get away.

She's extremely dedicated.

Feeling queasy?

I've got some pills
I could give you...

..but they don't work.

No, thanks. I'm fine.

I just couldn't sleep.

Something on your mind?
Or is it the narrow rack?

No. I thought I'd find answers
on the island and I didn't.

About your colleague's death?

Yeah, I involved her
in this research

so I feel responsible
for what happened.

Don't blame yourself. I'm sure
she made her own decisions.

I bet you always
make the right ones.

Generally.

Although I have had a few lapses
here and there.

Have you ever made a...
a really big mistake,

something you totally regret
but can't undo?

I don't... Well, I can't...

Nothing professional
immediately springs to mind.

I didn't think so.

You're a genuine good guy.

What do you think you've done
that's so terrible?

If you tell me,
maybe I can help.

Are you cold?

You're shivering.

Goodnight.
I'm just heading off watch.

Goodnight, X.
Have a good night.

Thanks again for the lift.
I enjoyed it.

Pleasure.

I'd like to finish off that
conversation from last night.

Sometime soon?

Going somewhere, X?
Shore leave, sir.

Is there something wrong, Kate?

No, sir. What could
possibly be wrong?

Sir.

Just finished checking
the latest oil sample analysis.

Starboard has some trace metal
elements through it.

What's the problem, Charge?

Just be guessing, but...

..we risk pushing a rod
through the casing

until I can rule out
a few things.

Better get onto it, then.

Sorry to hear about
your engine trouble, sir.

It's got to be frustrating.

Your sympathy is noted,
Lieutenant.

Coastwatch aircraft
have managed to establish

the location
of the 'Coral Emperor'.

Get its position?
Yeah, she's... just there.

Two nautical miles
inside the line.

Have we been tasked yet, sir?

I actually wanted to task
'Kingston'. She's closer.

But she's dealing
with some trouble,

some eco-militant group.

With respect, sir,
I'd request you reconsider.

Oh, yeah. Right.

You're not worried 'Kingston'
might get the kudos

off your intel, are you, sir?

I'd like 'Hammersley'
to do as much as she can

before the old girl's
decommissioned.

Then I'd suggest you put
Charge under the hammer

and get your engine fixed.

Any chance of getting
the engine replaced, sir?

That's pretty funny.

I'll get out the sledgehammer.
Alright.

No problems picking up
Dr Morrell?

None whatsoever.
Alright. Thanks. That's all.

Thanks, sir.

Should be on the pension.

Oi! Check this out.

Some other time, maybe?

Oh. Boss got you under the pump
to fix these cylinders, hey?

We're talking about a human
life. What's more important?

My life isn't as important
as these engines.

Gimme.

Where's the nipper?

There.

Head, arm, leg,
10 cute little toes.

Looks like a frog.

It's not a frog!
It's my gorgeous baby.

Which explains
why it looks like a frog.

Ah. Sir.

How's it going, Charge?

You mean how long
before it's fixed?

Hard to say, sir.
Maybe you need an incentive.

A slab.
It takes what it takes, sir.

Then I guess 'Kingston'
will get there first.

No way.

Two slabs. Imported.

Imported?
You've got to be joking.

OK. Imported.

KNOCK AT DOOR

Yeah. Come in.

Sir.

How did you go?

Bad news, sir. You're up
for two cases of imported.

The engine's fixed?

The boys are putting it
back together as we speak.

It should be right to go
in about an hour.

Great. I knew I could rely
on your thirst for excellence.

In the meantime, sir...

..request permission
to go ashore

to keep my appointment
with the, uh... eye doctor.

Of course. Go.

Go. But hurry back.

We want to get to that mother
ship before the 'Kingston'.

No worries, sir.
I will be in and out.

You have recurring
corneal erosion, Mr Thorpe.

Which means?

Which means you injured
your cornea at some time,

and it isn't healing properly.

The topmost layer keeps
tearing away like peeling paint.

Must have been causing you
severe discomfort.

Not much fun, no.

Given the extent of the damage,

I would recommend an immediate
anterior stromal puncture.

Plain English, thanks, Doc.

It means
I stick a pin in your eye

at least
a couple of dozen times.

You're serious?

Oh.

KNOCK AT DOOR

Sir.
X.

Feeling a little more relaxed
after your time ashore?

Much, thank you.

The boys have repaired the
engine and they're ready to go.

That's good news, even if it
does cost me a couple of slabs.

Are all the team back on board?

All except for the Charge. I
haven't been able to phone him.

Do you know where he might be?
Doctor's appointment.

But he should be back by now.
Should I try him again?

Yeah, and reduce notice for sea
to 30 minutes.

I want to get after
this mother ship.

Aye, sir. After you.

Do you hear there?
XO speaking.

The ship will sail
in 30 minutes.

When the local anaesthetic
wears off,

you'll feel some discomfort.

That's quite normal.

The patch stays on for two days.

What sort of vision loss?
Vision loss?

Until today, I was the chief
engineer of a patrol boat.

This thing's put an end to
that, so can you just tell me,

how bad is it going to be?

Mr Thorpe, I don't think
you fully understand.

Please! Just tell me.

When the patch comes off,

I expect your eye
to have made a full recovery.

You what?

I don't anticipate
any vision loss.

You don't?

No.

I'd like to thank
Charge and his team

for their hard work
in getting us back to sea.

I'd also like to thank him,
on your behalf,

for his generous offer
to shout the next beer issue.

- Imported.
- Whoo-hoo!

But right now,

our priority is to apprehend
the 'Coral Emperor'.

That's all.

We're about one mile
astern of them, sir,

and they're two miles
inside the EEZ.

We've got 'em.
Commencing my approach.

Revolutions eight eight zero.

Let's go give 'em
a big surprise.

Sir, there's a RHIB approaching
the vessel at high speed.

Where the hell
did THEY come from?

Saviours of the Sea.

Eco-militants?

You've heard of 'em?
Yeah.

They were responsible
for sinking

a Japanese whaling ship
last year.

They're throwing something
over the side.

It's a hawser.

Designed to foul the propeller.

They're trying to disable
the mother ship.

GUNFIRE

The militant's been hit.

GUNFIRE CONTINUES

There are two
in the water now, boss.

The mother ship's taking off.

Damn.

Sir, we have to rescue
the militants.

I know.

By the time we do,
the mother ship will be

back across the line
and out of our waters.

Hear there,
captain speaking.

We have two militants
in the water. Away sea boat.

Righto. Just grab the rope.

OK. He's got a gunshot wound
to the left shoulder.

Uh, he's clear of stingers

but keep compression there
and get him down below, OK?

Alright. Arms out, mate.

Spin around.

Clear of stingers!

What's your name, mate?

Oi. Can you hear me?

What's your name?

David Thompson.

David, it's your lucky day.
You dodged a bullet.

Several, in fact.

You know, any time
you feel it's appropriate

to thank us for saving your
life, just go right ahead.

Yeah, thanks.

Oh, don't mention it.

Sir, the 'Coral Emperor'
appears to have stopped.

I doubt they're intending
to give up.

The eco-militants
must have been successful

in disabling their propeller.

Which means she's ours.

Let's go get 'em.

How are our passengers, Swain?

Well, sir,
one of the eco-militants

does have a gunshot wound
to the left shoulder,

but we've stopped the blood
loss and stabilised him.

He should be right
until we get home.

OK. Good work. The other one?

Nothing wrong with him. Unless
you count the attitude problem.

Attitude problem?

I'm the captain of this ship.
Is there a problem here?

Yeah. I need to use your radio.

I need to let my crew know
that I've lost my boat.

Well, Mr Thompson, your actions
were recklessly dangerous,

and you disrupted
a navy operation.

You know a hawser could rip the
drive shaft right off the ship,

and leave a gaping hole
under its waterline.

That ship is a death star
for whales and sharks,

and we intend to shut it down.

Even if it means sinking it and
putting people's lives at risk?

For the illegal and ruthless
slaughter of sharks,

I'd say that's poetic justice.

There'll be criminal charges
to answer.

When we get home, you'll be
handed over to the police.

And you can give yourself
a medal.

If I were you, I'd be grateful
that someone was willing

to risk their life
to pull you out of the ocean.

Everything OK?

Saviours of the Sea are thugs.

They're the ones
we should be rounding up

and dragging back to base
for investigation.

Sounds like you've had
an epiphany.

Sir, the mother ship seems
to be sitting low in the water.

I think her hull
might be breached.

That's what I was afraid of.

We'll have to board her, bring
her crew over to 'Hammersley'.

You ready, X?
On my way.

Tread carefully on this one.
Secure any weapons.

They've already shown themselves
to be aggressive.

'Coral Emperor',
this is Australian warship.

We intend to board you.
Do not open fire.

If you fire in the direction
of this ship,

we will return fire.

X-ray 2,
this is Charlie 2. Over.

Go ahead, Charlie 2. Over.

The visible crew
do not appear to be armed,

but proceed with caution - over.

This is X-ray 2.
Roger. Out.

This is Charlie 2. What's
the situation there? Over.

This is X-ray 2.
The situation is under control.

Don't anticipate
any resistance here. Over.

This is Charlie 2. Roger. Out.

X, their weapon's secured.

Under
the Australian Fisheries Act,

we are seizing this vessel
and your catch.

Do you understand?

Hey, RO.

Do you think he understands me?
I'm not sure, ma'am.

Since your vessel is
unseaworthy, it will be sunk.

You and your crew will be
brought on board the navy ship

and your catch will be ditched.

OK. Get him, Buffer. Spider,
you stay and watch the crew.

Sir, drop the weapon.

Machete, X! Drop the weapon.

Drop it now!

Drop the machete.

RO, do you have any idea
what he's saying?

He's refusing
to leave the ship, ma'am.

This vessel is sinking.
It is unseaworthy.

If you don't come aboard
the 'Hammersley',

you and your crew will drown.

He's saying
that they'll kill him.

Who will kill him?
What does he mean?

I'm guessing his bosses.

He thinks they'll kill him for
losing the ship and the catch.

What on earth
did you say to him?

I asked him if he wanted
to see his kids again.

But how do you even know
he has children?

Buffer.

Just come through here,
gentlemen.

Sounds like you managed to avoid
a tragedy, X. Congratulations.

Actually, sir, it's the RO
who should be given the credit.

He judged the situation
perfectly,

and he acted instinctively
to resolve it.

Well done, then, RO.

Thank you, sir.

Buffer was right. Being
a cold fish can be an asset.

Hey, Spider. You want to go and
organise Chefo with some food?

Yes, ma'am.
And some water.

Get Swain up here to do some
medical checks too.

Thanks, Buffer.
Yes, ma'am.

You can't keep me cooped up
like this. I feel sick.

I'm afraid that's not really
our priority at the moment.

We've got our hands kind of full
rescuing people

from the boat you idiots
tried to scuttle, so...

Hey, jerk, they shot my mate.

Look, mate,
I'm a greenie myself, alright?

So I can understand
where you're coming from.

I mean, I don't condone
what they're doing

but you are taking this protest
way too far.

We risk our necks
saving whales and sharks.

That's fine. That's your choice.

But you mess with
other people's lives -

that's a different matter.

That's the risk they're taking.

What, so too bad
if they all drown, huh?

Yeah, you got it.

Well, then, I guess you've got
to wear the consequences.

Sermon finished?

Yeah.
Good.

'Cause I'm about
to spew my guts up.

Do your best.

OK.

This... beef stew.

Very good. Help yourself, OK?

Chefo, Spider,
stay with the crew.

Sit! Sit down! Sit! Sit down!

Hey, hey, hey. Stop it!

Stop! You're in enough trouble!

Come on, Buffer!
Got him! Got him!

X, are you right?
Yeah.

What the hell
are you doing on deck?

I gave orders for you
to remain below.

When my boat doesn't return,

my crew are going
to come looking for me.

And when they do,
I hope they sink that ship.

You alright?
Yeah.

According to David, the
eco-militants' vessel is here,

about seven miles
south-east of our position.

That must have been the other
vessel that we saw on radar.

Yes, and it stands to reason

his friends will come back
to look for them.

That gives us
a window of opportunity.

So you intend to go
after the eco-militants, sir?

Not exactly "go after", Buff.
Their ship's registered.

We're not authorised to board
an Australian flagged vessel

without invitation.

So how do we nab them?

For legal reasons,
we have to catch them in the act

of unlawfully boarding
the mother ship.

With respect, boss,

they won't come anywhere near
the 'Coral Emperor'

with a navy boat
sitting right on top of it.

But if we stage just below
the horizon and wait...

Exactly, X. I'm hoping
they'll come to us.

I hate to mention a dirty word,
sir, but what about NAVCOM?

I'll take full responsibility
for this operation, Nav.

I want these thugs
off the ocean.

- Anyone want to argue?
- No, sir.

We're all with you.

Thank you, X.
You've just volunteered.

Volunteered?

Oh!
You look fabulous!

I would like to thank
my personal stylist,

Lieutenant Commander
Mike Flynn,

for the loan of his very
favourite fishing shirt.

Black eye adds a degree
of authenticity to the ensemble.

Don't you think?

Ease off, Nav. I didn't
volunteer for this gig.

No, you're there because you
failed to keep an eye on David.

Yeah, believe me, ET. No-one
volunteered for this gig.

OK, team.

Let's get Operation Fish Hook
under way.

Aye, sir.

Away, sea boat.

OK, let's spread out. Keep a
good lookout for the militants.

Remember, they'll be able to see
us long before we spot them,

so it's important we maintain
the advantage of surprise.

Buffer?
OK.

ET, Spider, for'd.

Port side, starboard.

Report any sightings
immediately.

Yes, Buff.

Charlie 2, this is X-ray 2.
Over.

This is Charlie 2.
Go ahead, X.

We're in place on deck, waiting
any further developments. Over.

What's the condition
of the vessel? Over.

It appears to be taking water.

Let's hope they arrive

before you have just
the mast showing - over.

That would be a good outcome.
Over.

OK.

We'll make ourselves scarce.
Keep the SITREPs coming.

Remember we're less
than half an hour away.

Over.
This is X-ray 2.

Roger. Out. Hey, Buffer!

Do a recce below and see how
much time you think we have.

I'll take over here.
Ma'am.

X? X.

Seems we're taking water
from the propeller shaft inlet.

There's a lot of water
down in that hold.

How much time have we got?

We don't want to be here
in another hour.

When she goes down,
she'll go down quick.

Right.

Thanks, Buffer.

Charlie 2, this is X-ray 2.
Over.

This is Charlie 2.
What have you got, X?

Sir, we're going
to have to abort.

There's no sign
of the militants,

and we'll be requiring snorkels
soon - over.

OK. Maybe they've abandoned
their crew. We're on our way.

Ma'am! RHIB approaching
the starboard side!

Charlie 2, this is X-ray 2.
Belay my last.

We have a RHIB approaching
with three POB.

Operation Fish Hook is a goer.

I say again, Operation Fish Hook
is on. Over.

Roger, X. We're on our way.
Good luck.

Right. I want all of these
binoculars out of sight.

They'll be looking at us too.

I want them to see
a regular fishing crew.

Yes, ma'am.

What's our ETA, Nav?
20 minutes, sir.

That long?
Afraid so.

They'll be OK.

OK. Stations, everyone.
Here they come.

David! John?

You guys here?

Stop there, sir.
Australian Navy.

Buffer, cuffs.
Ma'am.

You are now in our custody.

Charlie 2, this is X-ray 2.
Over.

This is Charlie 2.

Mission accomplished, sir.
We have three in custody. Over.

Great work, X. We have you in
sight. We'll be with you soon.

Got 'em.

I know you wanted 'Hammersley'
to go out in a blaze of glory,

but this stunt could be
your court martial.

Sir, it was a good outcome,

even if I did slip a little
into the grey area.

Grey area?!

You had the crew behaving like
a bunch of undercover cops!

And I don't think
I need to remind YOU

that this is the navy.

No, sir, you do not.

At the risk of being accused
of preferential treatment,

I'm going to overlook
this incident

because of a whole bunch
of factors

I couldn't even be bothered
listing.

Now, get out of my sight
before I change my mind!

Thank you, sir.

Hey, sir.
We're heading off to celebrate.

What about that beer issue,
Charge?

All over, red rover.

Have to be quick
around these blokes, sir.

It's not every day the old girl
pulls off a bust like that.

Double whammy.

Come for a drink, sir?
I might head along later.

There's something
I have to attend to first.

That's alright, sir.

How's the eye feeling, X?

Well, it hurt a lot
when it happened, but...

..but now I don't feel a thing.

Have a good night.

Just up here, thanks, mate.

Hi. Can I help you?
I'm looking for Ursula.

Dr Ursula Morrell?
I'm just moving in.

I don't know anything
about the previous tenant.

Did she leave
a forwarding address?

Contact number?

No. No, sorry.

Thanks for your time.
No problem.

Ursula. It's Mike.

I just dropped round your place
to continue our conversation,

and I find you've moved.

Ring me
when you get the message.

KNOCK AT DOOR

Yeah?

Uh, sorry to disturb you, sir.

I was just wondering
if I could have a quick word.

Of course. Come in.

Thanks.

Something bothering you, sailor?

Uh, no. No, sir.

It's, um... well, it's about...

Well, come on. Out with it.

I can't help you
if I don't know what it is.

It's about you, sir.

Me?

It's just... well, some
of the guys were saying

how you probably got
a rocket at HQ

on the account
of our latest evolution, sir.

Well, I wouldn't worry too much
about that, young Spider.

Fortunately, Commander Marshall
was in a good mood.

That... that is...
that's a relief, sir.

Um... I'd just like you to know
that I'm 120% behind you

in whatever you do, sir.

Thanks, Spider.

I appreciate that. A lot.

No worries. Uh, there is just
one other little thing, sir.

Yes?

Well, it's just
that since Jaffah died, um...

..I've seriously been thinking

that I've made
the wrong career choice.

Don't tell me
you want to resign.

No. Uh, no, sir.

It's, um... well, basically...

..I've never enjoyed a job
so much in my life.

Well, this is the only job
I've ever had, but, uh...

..you know, after today, and
all the cool stuff we did...

Um... man, I love the navy, sir.
Love it.

And, um... I'm here to stay.

That's great to know.

Just not in my cabin.

Of course. Uh, thank you, sir.
Goodnight.

Sorry, sir.