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[chime]

FLYNN [ON COMM]:
Do you hear there?

This is the captain speaking.

The American Ambassador has
just arrived on HMAS Newcastle.

The medal ceremony is
scheduled to last one hour.

We have to remain
on alert status

until Ambassador Davis departs.

That is all.

Why would the Navy
get some big Yank

to dish out medals, eh?

Joint task force
in the Gulf, mate.

These guys distinguished
themselves.

The Americans are very grateful.

The Americans hand out medals
like Chupa Chups, Swaino.

Sounds to me like
someone's jealous.

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

Ugh.

You do a pretty good
job of that yourself.

[laughter]

Oh!

So they're the hero dudes, eh?

Bird, fourth from the left.

Talk about cute!

MAN [ON PA]: Petty Officer
Dylan Mulholland, second class.

He can be my hero any day.

Congratulations,
Petty Officer.

Thank you, sir.

Well done.

He's still got all
his arms and legs.

How hero could he have been?

[laughter]

HMAS Hammersley, go ahead.

It's decent of the
Ambassador to chopper

all the way out here.

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

- Hmm.
- Sorry, ma'am.

Can you repeat that, please?

Good PR.

They look good on the telly.

Yeah, OK.

Can you calm down,
please, ma'am?

Sir, I've got a mayday.

I'm having trouble hearing it.

Put it on speaker, RO.

Sir.

CAROLINE [ON COMM]: They're
here now up on deck.

I can't-- Oh, my gosh!

Ma'am, this is Lieutenant
Commander Mike Flynn on

Australian warship Hammersley.

Can you tell me your name?

CAROLINE [ON COMM]:
My name's Carolyn.

Please help me.

What's the name of
your vessel, Carolyn?

CAROLINE [ON COMM]: Uh,
I'm on a fishing boat.

It's the White Knight.

[gunfire over comm]

Oh, my gosh!

They're shooting!
- Who's shooting?

CAROLINE [ON COMM]:
I don't know.

They just boarded the boat.

Sir, there's nothing
on radar or AIS.

Do you think it's legit?

Can you give me
your coordinates?

CAROLINE [ON COMM]: I don't
know anything about boats.

Just look for the GPS.

CAROLINE [ON COMM]:
I don't know.

I can't--

It looks just like
a SATNAV in your car.

It should be right
near the radio.

CAROLINE [ON COMM]: What?
This thing with the numbers?

That's it.

Read me the numbers.

CAROLINE [ON COMM]: 1-7-0-5--

0-5.

0-5.

CAROLINE [ON COMM]: 4-6-2-4.

[gunfire]

[radio static]

Carolyn?

Carolyn, are you still there?

CAROLINE [ON COMM]:
[WHISPERING] Oh, he's gone.

I don't want to die!

Head 23 miles,
bearing 2-3-0, sir.

We'll have X take a RHIB.

We'll stay with the fleet.

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

CAROLINE [ON COMM]:
Do you promise?

I give you my word.

Clear!

Clear, X!

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

FLYNN [ON COMM]: I
told the woman to hide,

X. Search everywhere.

Yes, sir.

Swain?

RO?

Caroline?

Caroline!

Australian Navy, if
you're down there--

There's a bomb!
Bomb, bomb, bomb!

There's a bomb!

- Bomb, bomb, bomb!
- Get out!

What's going on?

OK, go!

[bomb explodes]

[theme music]

On three.

ALL: One, two, three!

Lift!
That's it.

We got you.

RO and Swain OK, 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!

X!

ALL: X!

Sir?

Charge, come around 50
yards east of your position.

Good spot, Bird.

X!

X, you all right?

Come here.

That's it.

OK.

Bring her back.

Have 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.

A little bit sluggish?

Possible concussion.

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

I don't need a CT scan.

I'm not having one.

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

CAROLINE [ON RECORDING]:
[WHISPERING] Oh, he's gone.

I don't want to die!

FLYNN [ON RECORDING]:
Listen, Caroline,

we're coming to get you.

CAROLINE [ON RECORDING]:
Do you promise?

FLYNN [ON RECORDING]:
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

onboard 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 would be my best guess.

But we need to coordinate
assets as soon as possible.

All right.

You heard the
Lieutenant Commander.

We need to brief
Canberra, and our COs.

Let's get onto 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 at Canberra.

Well, it doesn't surprise me.

Even at ADFA you couldn't
sit still through a lecture.

Well, lucky for me,
you took excellent notes.

[laughs] Yeah, and
look where they got you.

Hmm.

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.

Well, promotion
means shore posting.

Well, 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 CEO
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.

OK, I won't press it.

For now.

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

- We had a few post off.
- Oh, right.

I just assigned
you a new Buffer.

He'll arrive today
before you sail.

Oh, here?

Yeah, mate.

Cheers.

For a gap girl,
you're pretty lucky.

I was a full-blown
able 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.

Ugh.

How'd it go at the hospital?

Well, The CT scan
came back clear.

Looks like it's just
a few bruised ribs.

You know what that means.

My own personal masseuse.

You offering?

Light duties.

[indistinct rock music]

Have a good trip.

See you soon.

I'll call you.

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.

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
two patrol boats.

Kingston is looking in
this northeast quadrant,

Childers and Glenelg are
searching here and here.

What makes you think
whoever's taken these people are

long gone over the line?

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

Sir, the latest
vessel checks out.

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

It's heading for Brisbane.

Thanks, RO.

Keep checking every
vessel we come across.

RO: Sir.
- 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 Dixon.

Andy Thorpe, Chief Engineer.

Charge.

Ah!

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
on a big ship, even scored

himself some fancy metal.

Why would he want to serve
on a little tub like this?

I don't know 2Dads,
maybe he's heard

about the excellent scran.

Well, I'm guessing the
two girls in his convertible

were not his sisters.

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

Oh!

Oh.

2DADS: Now, he's not
that flash, all right?

And he'd want to think
twice about pushing

his weight around.

I might just push back.

[laughter]

Don't worry, mate.

I won't hold it against you.

Dutchy.

Leo.
2Dads.

Yeah.

He's always putting
his foot in it.

How are you, mate.
Chris Swaino.

Nice to meet you.

Bomber.

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

Well, I don't get
too many complaints.

Well, load me up.

Put your tongue back
in your head, Bomber.

[comm ping]

X [COMM]: Hands to
boarding stations.

Hands to boarding stations.

Hands to boarding stations.

Next time.

XO: Repeat MV Trader Star,
this is Australian warship

calling you on VHF channel 1-6.

Over.

Sir, the coastal
trader is refusing

to acknowledge radio contact.

I'll lead this evolution.

Command state Oscar's in force.

Mark the time, X.

Yes, sir.

Drop your vessel!

Drop your vessel!

Move to the back.

Move back, sir.
[interposing voices]

Back of the boat please

Back against the wall.

Sir, come here.

Stand there.

You, come here.

Stay there, please, sirs.

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, 2 Dads.

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 batteries

have been removed.

No battery, no battery.

SWAIN [ON RADIO]: 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 Dili, registration

India 4 Delta Foxtrot.

3 0.

Get that?

Ma'am, call just in
from rescue coordination.

They've picked up
an EPIRB signal.

It's local.

You can check that out.

Manifest appears
to be in order, sir.

XO [ON RADIO]: Sir,
we've just been

alerted to an EPIRB
signal 33 miles

southwest of our
current position.

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

Sir, the EPIRB is
registered to a fishing

boat out of Cairns.

The White Knight.

The White Knight?

Caroline's boat?

XO [ON RADIO]: Yes, sir.

Should I request
another asset respond?

Negative, X,
that's our priority.

Dutchy, everyone in the RHIB.

DUTCHY: Roger.

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

RO [ON PA]: Data from the EPIRB,
bearing 3 2 5 range 3 miles.

I'm picking up the
signal 406 megahertz.

Sir, green 1 0, 1,000 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?

No, nothing here boss.

FLYNN: OK, Swain.

We'll need to
continue our search.

Sir, I ran that check
that you requested

in 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 stole 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?

I never let her hear
you call her that.

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

you're going to
get called Knocker.

Last sailor to
called her that found

himself mopping at the
head in a military lockup.

Knocker is pressuring
me to take promotion.

How many times can you turn
down a promotion without it

reflecting poorly on you?

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

Your posting does
have its advantages.

[phone ringing]

CO.

RO [ON PHONE]: Sir, Coastwatch
has spotted that contact

only 15 miles to out south.

Thanks, Ro.

Pipe senior sailors
to ship's office.

RO: Yes, sir.

[chime]

Senior sailors report
to the ship's office.

Are we going to
snatch aboard them, sir?

Not immediately, Dutchy.

I believe they have
the woman on board.

And they may kill her if we
attempt a daylight takedown.

So what do you have in mind?

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

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
RHIBs in towards the hull.

The RHIBs move alongside
it and we board her.

It's a stealth
tactic, it's been used

by pirates with lethal effect.

OK, it'll be dark soon.

Prepare both RHIB
teams and kit up.

Full Kevlar, extra plates.

Sir.

Sir, I want to 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.

Was it about the promotion?

Are you being pressured to take
a desk job, and all of a sudden

you want to 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
overcompensating.

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

I didn't deliver on that.

XO [ON RADIO]: Thunder and
Lightning, this is Hammersley

vectoring you into position.

Come left 5 degrees.

FLYNN [ON RADIO]: Roger that, X.

What's Thunder and Lightning?

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

because our mascot is Thor.

Where's the boat
we're chasing?

Here on our
surveillance system.

So the RHIBs are heading
for an inception point, right?

Mm-hm, which is
here in preparation

for a stealth takedown.

That's awesome.

Yeah.

It beats year 12, I bet.

Thunder and Lightning,
that should do it.

The MV Trader Star is
now three nautical miles

north on a direct
heading for you, over.

We catch them.

FLYNN [ON RADIO]: OK, Dutchy,
take a position to the west,

80 yards of line should do it.

Keep it as taut as we can.

Copy that.

[beeping]

X, there's something
going on here.

XO: Captain X, over.

FLYNN [ON RADIO]: Go ahead, X.

Sir, we have some
action on the Trader Star.

I'm looking at some men
climbing into a speed boat.

They're on the move, sir.

FLYNN [ON RADIO]: 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?

XO [ON RADIO]: No,
but I think so, sir.

Then she's still
on the Trader,

so we stick to our plan.

Out.

Rope's pretty taut, boss.

FLYNN [ON RADIO]: OK,
Dutchy, hold there.

Let's cut our engines.

Copy that.

XO: Thunder and Lightning,
you're 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.

XO: The Trader has
hooked the line.

In a moment she'll draw
the RHIBs to her sides

as she moves forward,
and then we board her.

[yelling]

[gunshots]

FLYNN: Charge?

2 Dads, Bomber, with me.

Stay where you are!

Over here.

Over here!

Get down.

Down.

2 Dads!
2 DADS: Charge, I've got it.

Take him.

2 DADS: Get down on the
ground, flat on the ground,

hands behind your back.

Engines cut.

Upper decks secure.

Roger, Swain, Dutchy, with me.

You OK, Ro?

Yeah.

[latch catches]

Clear.

[door opens]

Put the knife down!

Drop the knife!

Put it down, sir,
put the knife--

[gunshot]

It's a woman, sir.

Get in there, Swain.

Ma'am?

Caroline?

Caroline.

Are you OK?

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's she doing, Swain?

Blood pressure is 90 over 50,
pupils are reacting briskly.

She's quite dehydrated,
and she's taken

a fairly fierce beating, Boss.

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

[knocking]

Sir, there's hydro-graphic
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 sat phone.

We've identified the
three deceased males

from your photos, the White
Knights owner, and two tourists

from Sydney on a
fishing holiday.

My RO is sending through
a photo of Caroline now.

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

I mean that woman was
tortured for something.

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

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, a couple

of al-Qaeda training manuals.

You've seen this
kind of thing before?

Yes, sir.

Any change, Swain?

No, sir.

Sir, their ship will
be here within the hour.

OK.

You look exhausted, Swain.

Grab some sleep.

We're all short on sleep, sir.

Well, Bomber can watch
over Caroline for a spell.

Just let me know if
her condition changes.

OK.

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.

OK.

X, you go with Dutchy.

I don't know the X.

Well, 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.

It's in your best
interest to answer them.

OK?

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?

[spit]
[yelling]

Dutchy!

Let him go, let him go.

[yelling]

Outside.

Let him go.

You should know
better than that.

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
going to give me

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

Ma'am.

This is how you got
your medal in the Gulf?

X?

Caroline's coming around.

Just a few sips.

OK, 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?

Phil.

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?

CAROLINE: I work for
him at the embassy.

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

Supposed to be a secret.

Is that what you
told these men?

Where he is?

They're gonna kill him.

[phone ringing]

Hello?

MAN: Commander White,
I've got Lieutenant

Commander Flynn on the
line, he says it's urgent.

Put him through.

Mike, this better to be a
national security crisis.

The woman's identified
herself as Caroline

Taylor, an assistant to
the American ambassador

in Canberra.

The ambassador?

What?

FLYNN [ON PHONE]: He's
spending the week on Angel

Island with his family.

It's a remote privately owned
resort just off the Lihou Cays.

According to Caroline,
he's only got a very

small security detail with him.

Why are you telling me this?

FLYNN [ON PHONE]: The group who
abducted Miss Taylor tortured

her for this information.

We think they're launching
an assassination attempt.

Where's Miss Taylor now?

We've transferred
her to the survey

vessel which has a doctor.

OK, look, I'll make
a quick phone call,

I'll get right back to you.

Sir, can I take
you through this?

This is Angel Island.

The resort is on
the west coast here.

This is where we
intercepted the Trade Star.

Their speed boat was
heading off on that bearing.

They'd have to travel
20 plus miles to make

sure they're off our radar.

And then come around
in the 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 one.

[phone ringing]
- 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

on Newcastle.

Well, that's
the official line.

His holiday is classified.

What was this Taylor
woman doing on a fishing

boat on the barrier reef?

Sight seeing.

Obviously there was a
security link at the embassy.

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

The Americans aren't
confirming anything.

And 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 06:00.

OK.
I'll work on at my end.

Keep me informed.

CHARGE: Sir, coming
up an Angel Island.

Anything on radar?

No, nothing, though 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.

MAN [ON RADIO]: 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.

MAN [ON RADIO]: This
is a restricted area.

We do not need your assistance.

We have a radar
contact bearing 1 6 0,

just appeared to be
on the southern tip

of the island, sir.

Pipe boarding stations.

Sir.

Let me take this one?

My ribs are fine.

I'm fresher.

OK.

X, the target boat is
three miles from the beach

resort and closing.

Your rang to intercept
is 1,000 yards.

XO: Roger that, sir.

Target vessel
sighted ahead, over.

Speedboat approaching
Angel Island, heave to

or you will be fired upon.

X, target vessels
changing course.

Turning around.

What are they doing?

They've altered
course and they're

heading straight for us.

Weapons ready!

Secondaries off.

[gunfire]

Engage!

[gunshots]

Take cover!

[gunshots]

Aim for the engines.

Disable them!

[gunshots]

X, RPG.

Sir, they've got an RPG.

They're making a
run at Hammersley.

Charge typhoon.

Sir.

[alarm]

That can't hurt us, right?

An RPG can breach
the hull and sink us.

X, cease your pursuit, I
repeat, cease your pursuit

and get clear.

We'll take them out
with the typhoon,

but I need you out of there.

Over.

Let's go!

RO: RPG off our starboard bow.

BIRD: Are they
going to fire on us?

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

Tracking him, 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 target.

[rpg shot]
RO: They've fired.

Brace, brace, brace.

We got it.

[explosion]

CHARGE: That boat must have
been loaded with explosives.

I'll be here 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 cleanup is
finished out there?

No survivors?

No, sir.

I've spoken to Miss Taylor.

She's on her way to Cairns.

She's going to be
OK, thanks to you.

Just doing our job, sir.

This is my wife, Monique.

- Hello.
- Pleased to meet you, ma'am.

How you doing?

I don't know about
you boys, but I

feel like Cinderella at luau.

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

Salmon vol au vents.

Number five on my list of all
time favorite hors d'oeuvres.

Fascinating.

What's your number one?

Pig in a blanket.

Reminds me of a
favorite game the mine.

Hide the sausage.

Here we go.

Cheers.

Cheers.

Looks like Dutchy's
fitting in pretty well.

He seems really easygoing.

And he's pretty hot, too.

Bird, I take it that you
your gap seamanship course

filled you in
thoroughly on navy regs.

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.

I 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.

Is anybody-- oh sorry.

Can anybody tell me
where the gents is?

Bathroom.

How many of
those have you had?

Two, three.

Oh just, um, they're very nice.

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

Might want to try
downstairs, though.

Thank you.

Robert?

Stay away from golf buggies.

And the transsexuals.

Actually, Dutchy.

You going to tell us how you got
the medal in the Gulf or what?

Ah.

You know how it is.

I've got no idea.

What'd you do?

Catch the biggest fish?

Surf the biggest wave?

Eat the biggest falafel.

Hey guys, can you give
Dutchy and I a minute.

- Sure.
- Sure, ma'am.

Cheers.

I just, I think we've
got off on the wrong foot,

and given that we have to
work together so closely

I was hoping that we
could start from scratch.

Of course, ma'am.

Excuse me.

Excuse me, can tell
me where the toilet is?

I mean, you know a bit of
signage would be nice-- whoa!

What's your name, sir?

Ahmed.

Is anybody there?

[knocking]

I'm behind the door.

Little boys room?

Somewhere that way.

[knocking]

Open up the door!

[knocking]

Where's the boss?

Commander White
tells me you and her

would make an excellent team.

It 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.

[fighting]

[knocking]

How's the hand?

Was just a flesh wound.

Swaino patched me up.

Don't hover, Mike, sit.

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 going
to 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.

He 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
Davies 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 the
COs chair forever.

I wasn't thinking
forever, I just

thought the next year or three.

[phone ringing]

Wait!

Commander White.

Yes, sir.

Yes, sir, just a second, sir.

Chief of Navy.

If you're determined
to stall on this,

you're going to have to
explain to the boss yourself.

Lieutenant Commander Flynn.

Mike Flynn.

Any day now?

I fluff.

You mean you fold.

[interposing voices]

What would you
prefer to play, Bird?

Catfish?

BIRD: Hey, don't
knock it, I'm actually

pretty good at that one.

All right.

What are we going to-- two pair.

Threesome.

Commander Flynn.

Congratulations
on your promotion.

What do you think?

I think it could do
with some curtains.

We should, you
know, grab a drink.

Celebrate the promotion.

Congratulations.

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.

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