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Kunta Kinte on my port bow,
about this Australian warship

Hammersley.

You are to stop or heave
to, we intend to board you.

They're ignoring us, sir.

No sign of anyone, sir.

If it is an illegal
entry vessel,

they're keeping
their heads down.

Sir, intelligence
team from NAVCOM.

The Kunta Kinte is associated
with a known people

smuggling outfit.

Pipe boarding stations, RO.

2 Dads, Dutchy,
take the wheelhouse.

Swain, you come with me.

Roger.

Australian navy, if
there was anyone on board,

come up on deck with
your hands in the air.

Hello?

DUTCHY [ON RADIO]: X, the
helm was just tied on.

Copy that.

Looks like they just
abandoned the ship.

Yeah, take a look around.

Drugs, weapons, whatever.

Take a look at this.

Why'd you have a
Geiger counter on a SIEV?

[beeping]

Guess that answers
that question.

Can I have look, then?

It's more than normal
background radiation,

but not enough to be dangerous.

It's getting
stronger over here.

[crackling and beeping]

Swain?

Yeah?

Ma'am, these men
have been fried.

Poor bastards.

[theme music]

[gunshot]

[gunfire]

[gunshots]

[explosion]

Got him?

Yeah.

Lets get these
IVs in properly,

be able to give him some
Maxolon for the nausea,

and some morphine for the pain.

Swain, are they gonna make it?

No.

No, we're just keeping
them comfortable.

Swain, we need
to talk to them.

All right.

Better make it quick, though.

Sir, you are on an
Australian navy ship.

You are being looked
after by our medic.

You've been exposed to
some radioactive material.

We need to find out where it is.

Do you understand?

Well, they admitted to being
people smugglers on a run

to Australian waters.

Who were their passengers?

A couple of men they picked
up from the foreign port who

had with them two
extremely heavy suitcases.

Lead lined?

We assume so.

Containing what?

They assumed the cases
were containing money.

That's why the passengers were
being so protective of them.

So at night when they're
asleep, they opened them.

And they were
very disappointed

when they found
nothing of value,

just a lot of metal rods.

Hot rods.

Where are these passengers
and their luggage now?

Well, they were taken
to a specific coordinate

where they transferred
to another vessel.

Did you get a description?

Nothing conclusive.

It was night.

Our people smugglers
headed for home.

Several hours later
began to feel unwell.

And we've got no idea
where this other vessel went?

Just the woman
I wanted to see.

Rubbish.

I'll bet you are here for
some terrorist related reason.

I need to talk to you.

Well, now I am curious.

What is it?

Kate.

When I was younger,
my grandmother

said to me once,
one day you'll find

a woman you're willing
to change your life for.

She gave me this
before she died.

It's her engagement ring.

I want to give it to you.

I know this might seem a
little bit out of the blue,

but I love you
with all my heart.

I want to marry you.

I-- I wasn't expecting this.

I know what I want, Kate.

It's you.

Think about it.

I will.

Think about it.

Jim, I will think about it.

What a horrible way to die.

Radiation sickness, man.

There's nothing you can do.

The results of their
preliminary autopsy

reveal your people smugglers
died of cesium poisoning.

Cesium?

Cesium 137.

It's a radioactive isotope.

It's a principal source of
radiation around the Chernobyl

nuclear power plant.

ASIO believes a terrorist
cell we've been pursuing

has been smuggling the
cesium into the country.

Obviously with some
dangerous scenario in mind.

We have orders to sail
in search of the vessel

it was transferred to.

If you find that
vessel, it should

appear like a routine boarding.

Hopefully we can
persuade whoever's

on board to give up
their mates before they

ever chance to use this stuff.

When we find this cesium,
we need to protect our crew.

Therefore, for the
duration of the operation

I think we should issue
every member of the crew

with these PRD--

personal radiation device.

You just clip it to your
belt, put in your pocket,

and it automatically detects
hazardous levels of radiation.

What's this stay time?

That's the amount
of time you can

remain in the contaminated
area before you

cop a dangerous dose.

OK.

Let's get on with it.

Here you go.

Thanks.

We're friends, right?

Yes.

So what's the story
with you and Captain Ross?

We are in a relationship.

Really?

Mm-hm.

How serious?

Well, he's proposed.

What?

What did you--

I said that I
would think about it.

I mean there's a
history there that's--

MIKE [ON PA]: XO to the
bridge, XO to the bridge.

I'm still working.

X, we've spotted
a possible FFV.

I want to board it.

Yes, sir.

I think we should ignore it.

These boardings can
become prolonged.

Means valuable time away
for the hunt for the cesium.

With all due
respect, Miss Cruise,

I was the commander of this
ship last time I looked.

And in my view, every vessel
is a potential suspect.

XO: Hands to boarding stations,
hands to boarding stations,

hands to boarding stations.

Check damage control, straight
through condition voyage.

Australian navy, we order
you to stop or heave to.

We intend to board you.

It's going full clip, X.

[gunfire]

Whoa!

XO: Return fire!

[gunfire]

OK, get us out of here!

Sir, we are encountering
heavy resistance.

Request disabling fire, over.

Roger that, X. Standby.

Charge, typhoon.

Yes, sir.

RO, make the call.

Yes, sir.

MIKE [ON RADIO]: X,
hold your position.

XO: Copy that, sir.

This is Australian
warship Hammersley.

You either stop or heave to,
or we will fire upon you.

They're not going to stop.

Three rounds across the bow.

Aim and target.

Engage.

[typhoon shots]

Told you they
weren't going to stop.

Can you take out their engine?

Aye, sir.

Do it.

Aim and target.

Engage.

[typhoon shots]

2 DADS: Whoa, nice
shooting, big buddy.

MIKE: Well done, Charge.

XO: Swain and
Dutchy, move forward.

Port side.

We'll cover your back.

[gunfire]

2 Dads, we're going
to board starboard.

Cover us!

[gunfire]

Go, go, go, go, go!

[gunfire]

Standby to cover.

[gunfire]

Cover!

Cover me!

[gunfire]

What's going on, X?

XO: They're putting up
a hell of a fight, sir.

[gunfire]

DUTCHY: Swain?

Yeah?

DUTCHY: Cover me!

Go!

[gunfire]

SWAIN: Dutchy, you OK?

DUTCHY: I'm good, I'm good!

[gunfire]

Upper deck clear, X.

SWAIN: Lower deck clear.

They certainly
weren't fishermen, X.

Yeah.

These people put up an
almighty fight for something.

Let's search below.

Roger.

Semtex explosive.

XO [ON RADIO]: Sir, I
think we've just found

what they've been protecting.

Sizable cache of Semtex.

OK, but I'd rather
you found the cesium.

Don't you get it?

It's connected.

Cesium and Semtex are the
ingredients for a dirty bomb.

Cesium and Semtex.

What exactly is a
dirty bomb, Charge?

Basically it's a bomb made
out of radioactive material

and conventional explosives.

It is too much
of a coincidence

to be a coincidence.

I think this is
worth checking out.

Well, we can't
interrogate anyone.

Boss, I got an idea.

2 Dads?

That FFE had a GPS on it.

I can remove it, and if
it's not all shot up,

RO might be able to
pull some data off it.

A long shot.

But check it out.

We're changing directions.

Yes.

OK.

Well, they're heading east now.

OK.

Got to go.

Boss sent me to fetch you.

Looks like his
hunch was correct.

Oh?

RO retrieved a deleted
coordinate off the GPS.

Well, we'd better go in, then.

Madelaine, I apologize.

For being a prick?

For misjudging you.

All right, for being a prick.

That's a big admission.

I blew it.

Yes.

Yes, you did.

Just when things started
to get interesting.

The coordinate
indicates position just

up this mangrove
estuary here, and

this whole section
of coastline is

only accessible via small boat.

All right, mark it
on the MDS, X. Swain,

let's steam for this position.

Sir.

The XO and Dutchy will
lead the two rib parties.

Jim, Charge, and
Robert with the X,

Swain, 2 Dads, and
Bird with Dutchy.

XO: Sir.

At this stage you are
just to recce the area.

But we might get
lucky, so stay alert.

That's all.

Sir?

What is it, Dutchy?

You've assigned Captain
Roth to the X's party, sir?

Yes.

I'm not sure if I
should mention this,

but I think it may affect
operational decisions.

Well, if it does, you've got
a responsibility to spit it out.

He's asked her
to marry him, sir.

Thank you for bringing
that to my attention.

However, he is a highly
capable field operative.

In this instance I think
it's the appropriate course

of action.
Carry on.

Very good, sir.

Let's go.

Red 2-5.

ROTH: Oh, yeah.

Looks like a
derelict fishing hut.

Hey, Dutchy.

My red 2-5 is a
derelict fishing hut.

Copy that, ma'am, I see it.

We'll take both
RHIB parties in.

DUTCHY: Red 2-5--

Search the hut.

DUTCHY: OK, everybody.

Tool up.

XO: Sir, we are in position.

We're surrounding the hut, over.

MIKE [ON RADIO]: Any
sign of activity, X?

Yes sir, there has
been recent movement.

There are multiple
footprints in the mud, over.

MIKE [ON RADIO]: Dutchy,
what have you got?

DUTCHY: Negative
on the visual, sir.

I can't see the inside
from my position.

If they're in there, we
can stop this whole thing

with one decisive move.

Sir, request permission
to move on the hut, over?

MIKE [ON RADIO]:
Proceed with caution, X.

Dutchy.

We're gonna move in.

Need you to cover
us from the rear.

Over.

Roger, X.

[breaking windows]

XO: Sir, put the gun down.

You are surrounded with no--

[gunshot]

X?

Information on Sydney Harbor's
tidal times and prevailing wind

conditions over the coming week.

And a map of navy headquarters.

And no cesium.

No.

But it had definitely
been there.

According to our PRDs,
there was radiation present.

And Swain confirmed that the man
we found had radiation burns.

You obviously
just missed them.

Maybe they took off because
the Semtex never arrived.

A dirty bomb attack on an
Australian military target.

Well, it's not
going to happen.

We're resuming the
search for the cesium.

Can NAVCOM deploy
any more assets?

Everything available.

Sir, I'm picking up a
communication from RAAF

on a secure frequency.

They've spotted a cruiser
heading northwest.

Get the coordinates, RO.
RO: Sir.

We switch over.

Yes, ma'am.

5 1 7, this is HMAS Hammersley,
what's his position, over?

MAN [ON RADIO]: 18 degrees,
1.89 south, 0.47 degrees 4 1.

2 1 east on a heading of 3 2 7.

Sir, that position is
right near the coordinate

where we intercepted
the FFE with the Semtex.

They're looking
for a rendezvous.

Swain, take us there
with all dispatch.

It's on a bearing of red 1
0, traveling at 15 knots, sir.

Sir, I've got a visual.

X, prepare for
a snatch boarding.

Sir.

Hey.

Be careful, huh?

I think she can
handle it, captain.

Let's go.

Australian navy, put your
hands where we can see them.

What is going on?

Are you the master
the vessel, sir?

Yes.

How many persons
do you have on board?

Just four, including myself.

2 Dads, cut the engine.

Dutchy, muster the crew.

Roger.

What are you doing out here?

We're on a fishing
expedition out of Cairns.

Sir, the crew claim
to be out here fishing.

MIKE [ON RADIO]: Copy that.

Search the boat, X.

Dutchy, with me.

Hey, hey, what are you doing!

Take your hand off her!

This a legitimate charter.

We are entitled to search
this vessel in accordance

with Australian customs
regulations, sir.

You can accompany
us if you wish.

Dutchy?

Watch yourself.

[beeping]

[beeping intensifies]

Lift it up.

Lift it up!

Do it.

[steady beep]

50 millisieverts.

Sir, we found the cesium.

Hey!

Drop the gun.

Send the prisoners
back to Hammersley

with Swain and 2 Dads.

I want you and Dutchy to stay
in the cruiser back to base.

XO [ON RADIO]: Roger that, sir.

What's the
radiation level there?

The cesium is well insulated.

Swain says they're safe as
long as they remain on deck.

Congratulations, Mike.

That's an end to the
dirty bomb threat.

Madelaine is satisfied,
the operation is a success.

There's just one loose
end we need to tie up.

Loose end?

The serial number on the
Semtex you seized earlier

marked it as stolen from a
West Australian mining company.

So what's the problem?

The concerning issue
is only half of it's

been accounted for.

MIKE [ON RADIO]:
Could they have dumped

the remainder of the
Semtex before you boarded?

I doubt that, sir.

But--

What is it, X?

The men in the
fishing shack, sir.

He had severe radiation burns.

Do you think it's
possible that we've

only found half the cesium?

And they've already made a bomb?

I insist on
interrogating the suspects

about the missing Semtex.

I'll only agree to
that if Swain is present.

This is top
secret information.

A leak could
jeopardize the capture

of the rest of the terrorists.

And I've explained to
you before, I will have

no torture aboard this ship.

I'll make a concession.

Captain Roth won't
be there, either.

But I insist on talking
to the suspects alone.

You think that's wise?

The prisoners will
be well secured.

Commander?

All right.

Thank you.

Swain, guard the door.

Yes, sir.

Charge, pull up Austere.

Sir.

Bird, I want you to
watch that like a hawk.

Yes, sir.

Why Bird?

Women are naturally
more observant,

particularly in body language.

And since we can't
hear what's going on--

Speaking of which, sir.

The X radioed through
to say that she noted

from its paperwork that the
cruiser's owned by a Cairns

based boat-hire company.

Which were?

Vagabond Boat Hire.

Sir?

Miss Crew seems to be all done.

That was quick.

Well?

I'm satisfied
there's no other bomb.

Did you hear any yelling
and screaming go on in there?

Nothing.

A guess she's the
silent lethal type.

MIKE [ON RADIO]: Madelaine
believes that we've

recovered all the cesium.

XO [ON RADIO]: Copy that, sir.

I'd love to know exactly
how she got that information.

Trade secret, I guess.

Yeah.

Yeah, I get the
impression that the boss

gave us this steaming party
to keep me off the ship.

Yeah.

I may have let the cat
out of the bag about--

Why on earth
would you do that?

He's our commanding
officer, Kate.

He deserved a heads up.

And also because I knew you
had feelings for each other.

His career is really
important to him,

and I pulled the
pin because I didn't

want to get in the way of that.

I don't think it's fair to
force him to make a choice.

So you chose for him.

How'd it go?

Oh, we handed the cruiser
over to feds and customs, sir.

They've scanned us
for contamination,

give us the all clear.

That's good.

X, can I have a word, please?

Sure.

You have time for
a drink this evening?

I have something on
tonight, I'm sorry.

OK, quick coffee, then?

Is it true?

Yes.

Dutchy shouldn't have said
anything before I did.

Don't you think I
have a right to know?

As CO of the ship.

As CO of the ship, of course.

And I would've told you once
I'd had time to consider it.

Are you considering it?

Yes, I'm seriously
thinking about it.

I see.

That looks great.

Thanks.

And when is the wedding?

Didn't think you'd come.

Well, you were
quite insistent.

Glass of sparkling, please.

We deserve to
celebrate, don't we?

Yeah.

So are you going to let me in
on your incredible interrogation

technique?

Let's save that for later.

You should at least
buy me dinner first.

[beeping]

So what did ASIO have to say
about the Vagabond Boat Hire?

I hope you're not going to
be boringly obsessed about work

all evening.
- But you passed on the info?

You questioning
mind integrity again?

[beeping]

What's with all
the text messages?

I can't do this.

I can't be with someone
who's constantly

second guessing my every move.

It's my job.

OK?

Now who's boringly
obsessed with work?

Boss.

Hey.

Want some company?

Nothing of interest, she said.

I just felt like she
was brushing me off.

I mean, did she even
pass on the info?

Don't worry about it, Dutchy.

It's out of our hands now.

Like many things.

Yeah.

Women, eh?

They have these expectations.

But you never really know
what's going on in their heads.

Kate broke it off
with you because she was

trying to protect your career.

Eh?

I'm speaking to
you man to man, boss.

My career?

Yeah.

She seems to think
that's the most

important thing in your life.

There were two boats
hired by the same person.

The one we impounded
yesterday, the second one

was called the Other Plans.

So the terrorists have
another boat still out there?

Yeah.

And the owner said he was never
contacted by anyone from ASIO.

Madeleine never
passed the intel on?

Yeah, so she stuffed that up.

And maybe she's also wrong about
the existence of a second bomb.

Hang on, Dutchy,
that's a big leap.

Think about it, boss.

Those guys, they put
up almost no resistance

when we found that cesium.
Why?

Because they already knew
that they had a second bomb

on the other boat.
Waiting to go.

Then why haven't they struck?

Because they're
waiting for us to relax.

We think we've got
them, and then--

They could be on their
way to Sydney as we speak.

MAXINE: We are taking
this very seriously, Mike.

I've issued a general alert
for the MV Other Plans,

and I'm mobilizing a joint task
force to scour coastal waters

south all the way to Sydney.

This is the single biggest
threat to our national security

since the bombing of Darwin.

I want you out there, too.

Madelaine Cruise and Jim
Roth will be joining you.

[knocking]

What are you doing here?

Come to apologize.

Again.

Dutchy, if you can't
handle my job, then--

No, I can.

Let me convince you.

Sir, we have to turn
the ship around now.

Target's not Sydney.

They headed for
Cairns Naval base.

And I think
Madelaine's in on it.

I think Madeleine
has been playing

one side against the other
for the highest bidder.

There must have been
questions about her activities.

All of which she's
had answers to.

Besides, we don't
have any proof.

What about the text
messages on her phone?

I'm sure she'll have an
explanation for that, too.

We'll deal with her later.

Let's concentrate on
finding this boat.

MADELAINE: Captain?

Why have we turned around?

We've been ordered
to return to Cairns.

We're supposed to be
looking for a terrorist boat.

Sir, we have an approaching
vessel on our direct bearing.

It's heading towards Cairns Port

That's a small
pleasure cruise.

Sir, it's a target vessel.

Hands to boarding stations.

I'll take down the help.

I want to go with
the boarding party.

Fine.

What's it doing here?

That's what we're
about to find out.

RO: She's entering
Cairns Harbor.

XO: Everyone, secondaries off.

[gunfire]

Open fire!

Charge, can you see
anyone else on board?

CHARGE: Looks like one
person on board, X.

XO: All right, Dutchy.

Looks like there
is only one POV.

We're going to
provide cover fire.

You snatch board.

[gunshots]

Stay down, everyone!

Riggsy, get me in where you can!

[gunshots]

He's down, let's go!

There is no point to
all of us being exposed.

You stay on board.

Aye, ma'am.

Swain take
control of the boat.

X. Two suitcases inside.

Coming around, Riggsy.

Coming to port.

Whoa.

What's the situation?

It's a dirty bomb.

On a timer.

Can you defuse it?

Possibly.

There's only minutes
before it explodes.

If this blows, we'll be
cooked in the fallout.

The only option
we've got is to drive

it as far away from land
as possible in the time

we've got left.

OK, do it.
Go.

I'll stay on board.

See if I can disarm it.

Harvey, bring
the RHIB over ASAP.

Charge, we're heading
back to Hammersley.

CHARGE: Copy that.

Coming in, port side.

If you can't
diffuse it, you give

yourself time to get clear.

Use the boat's tender.

Jim?

You promise me.

I promise.

Now get out of here.

Ma'am?

We have to go.

SWAIN: Course holding steady, X.

XO [ON RADIO]: Copy that, Swain.

Any progress?

Not much.

This timing mechanism
is sophisticated.

Very tricky.

One wrong move.

How about you?

No, we're not far
enough away from land yet.

[metal groans]

[engine stops]

MADELAINE: Somehow
managed to locate it.

Yes.

Let me call you back.

Tipping them off
again, were you?

It's ridiculous.

You're a double agent.

And you've been involved
in this from the start.

If that were true, why would I
risk getting involved with you?

Because I must have stumbled
across a clue way back,

so you've decided to
keep me distracted.

I was focused on you rather
than what you were doing.

That's all very flattering.

But I need to be going now.

Launch the rib.

That's not going to happen.

Not going to ask you again.

What, are you
going to shoot me?

In here?

CHARGE: Dutchy?

[gunshot]

You all right?

Yeah, take her.

[groans]

OK, we got a problem.

What's wrong with it?

I don't know, mate,
I'm not an engineer.

Mate, she's dead in the water.

All right.

Come on.

I can't stop the timer, but
I can prevent the fallout.

I'll try and separate the
Semtex from the cesium.

Dump the cesium overboard.

You go, mate.

Stupid, I'm not going to
leave you here on your own.

What can I do?

Start cutting the white wires.

Only the white wires.

They've cut their engine.

They've still
got their tender.

I don't see them moving.

They've got less
than a minute.

Swain, Jim, time
to get out of there.

Get out now, that is an order.

JIM: Come on.

A nice one.

How's it going, Swain?

SWAIN: Got it.

JIM: Pull the circuits out.

Now get rid of it.

They've got one of overboard.

That's two for two.

Thanks, mate.

[explosion]

Are you OK?

I feel so guilty.

Your decision to let
him go ahead was right.

It's not your fault that they
disobeyed orders to leave.

No.

That's not what I meant.

Then what is it?

After I met you
for coffee I went

and tried on a wedding dress.

And that's when I knew that
I would never marry Jim.

Did you tell him?

There's only one person who
I could ever imagine marrying.

Me too.

OFFICER: We posthumously
award the cross of valor

to Petty Officer Coxswain
Chris Blake and Special Air

Service Captain Jim Roth.

Their preeminent act
of valor involved

the ultimate self-sacrifice
and displayed

an extreme devotion to duty.

For this we honor them.

I know I speak for everyone
when I express my gratitude

and appreciation
for the sacrifice

that Swain and Jim have made.

Jim Roth was a
consummate professional,

and a man of great integrity.

Swain-- Swain was a
fine sailor, an inspired

medic, and a person of great
humanity and compassion.

We'll miss you, mate.

Parade ho!

Parade, dismissed!

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