Range - six nautical miles and closing.
I've got a visual, sir. She's a type three FFV.
Oh, no. Sir, it's Hannibal.
DUTCHY: Hannibal? Who's that?
He's our biggest pain in the arse.
Literally.
The last time we tried to board him,
RO got stabbed in the arse with one of his porcupine poles.
Ouch! Did you get him?
Ooh, yes. He's been prosecuted and deported a number of times.
And each time, he comes back nastier than before.
Vessel on my starboard bow,
this is Australian warship 'Hammersley'.
You are to stop or heave to immediately.
MAN ON RADIO: We very busy. We go fishing.
Boarding party, close up. Here we go again.
MAN: Hello, Mr Dixon. How your skinny arse?
(ALL LAUGH)
Hands to boarding stations. Hands to boarding stations.
Dutchy!
I want in on the boarding.
Face your demons.
Good man.
XO: RO, what are you doing?
I said he could come, ma'am.
Don't make this personal.
Right, let's go.
XO ON LOUDSPEAKER: You are to stop or heave to.
We intend to board you.
Stop or heave to! Porcupines go out!
They're not stopping, ma'am.
2Dads, give them three warning shots across their bow.
XO: Engage! (GUNSHOTS)
Prepare for a snatch boarding!
(MEN SHOUT AT ONCE)
Look out! Porcupines! (MEN SHOUT)
MAN: Get away! Throw rocks!
Deploy the tear gas, RO.
With pleasure, X!
On - gasmasks! XO: Stand up!
(CREW YELL AND COUGH)
(MEN COUGH) XO: Alright.
I'll kill you, navy pig-dog bitch!
Ohh!
(GRUNTS)
RO, get off him. (SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY)
Get off him!
Navy pig-dog!
Mr Hannibal! Want to get him up here?
RO: Get up! MAN: Mate, get up.
Now, this is a map. I know that you can read maps.
This is the line. You are in Australian waters.
You are fishing illegally. Don't see any line.
RO: Don't get smart!
RO, you go below with 2Dads and search.
Watch out for Charlie. He crazy.
RO: It stinks down here.
Freaky too.
Who's this 'Charlie'?
Just ignore Hannibal's nonsense.
We've heard it all before. He's just trying to spook you.
(2DADS COUGHS) Clear.
(COUGHS) Ohh.
Hey, RO, icebox.
Gotcha, Hannibal.
Arggh! Arggh!
(YELLS AND SCREAMS)
Don't touch it. Oh, God.
Look, it's broken the skin, but I think you're gonna live.
He go for throat, not balls. You lucky.
Permission to shoot the dog, X.
He champion fighting dog! Undefeated. Very valuable.
He should be put down. Serves you right. I warned you.
Mr Hannibal, no-one is going to shoot your dog.
There's no evidence here of an illegal catch,
so you are free to go - back across the line.
Understood?
Bomber, want to bring in the RHIB?
Yes, ma'am. (CHUCKLES)
Mr Dixon.
You no catch me. I'm smarter than you.
RO.
SWAIN: Don't touch it!
I... Get in.
He's heading north-east back across the line.
There's an ice boat out there somewhere, X. I'll bet on it.
Let's take a sweep to the north-west.
If we nail that ice boat, he won't have anywhere to unload.
Then we take him? That's the plan.
Port 10. Steer 3-2-0.
(INHALES SHARPLY)
SWAIN: When was your last tetanus shot?
Three and a half years ago, March 16.
I have a morbid fear of needles.
Right.
Well, that's something
you might have to address before we get home.
you'll be getting rabies shots.
Do you think the dog had rabies?
No. It's a precautionary measure.
I have a fever and a slight headache
and I feel fatigued, I feel very fatigued.
I can see that you're laughing.
Symptoms take weeks to show, even if you did have it.
At what time, it's probably too late.
Am I right? Would you relax?
We'll get you the vaccine before then.
I knew it.
All patched up?
Uh, yes, ma'am, for what it's worth.
RO?
Can I see you for a minute?
Sure.
I just want to make sure
you're not developing some unhealthy attitudes
to some aspects of your work.
Specifically? Foreign fishermen.
On that boarding this morning,
I thought you were a little... well, overzealous.
I was enthusiastic about apprehending them, ma'am.
I believe in the job. Is that a bad thing?
So long as it doesn't become a personal vendetta.
Well, they're like any other criminal that breaks the law.
I believe they deserved to be punished.
Right, is the world really that black and white to you?
I'm not a racist, if that's what you're implying.
No, that's not what I meant.
Sorry, I've been bitten by a mongrel dog.
I'm concerned with my physical wellbeing at the moment.
Hey, where are we headed anyway?
We're searching for an ice boat. Don't you ever pay attention?
Only when I'm forced to.
I'll keep that in mind.
Oh, that... that's disgusting.
You look in the mirror, RO? No...
What? No, I'm doing some research on rabies.
You should see some of these symptoms.
Acute pain, violent movements,
uncontrolled excitements, depressions...
How can we tell if you have it?
(BOTH LAUGH)
Right. I'm glad you find my misfortune so amusing.
"Also known as hydrophobia"? A fear of the water?
I'd say you're in big trouble there, little buddy.
We're surrounded by the stuff.
(ALL LAUGH)
Did they mention "No sense of humour"?
(CHUCKLES)
How are you?
My throat's tingling and I'm slightly nauseous,
if you're genuinely interested.
What's that supposed to mean? Eat your food, Bomber.
They're symptoms of rabies.
It's all in your head. you're a total hypochondriac.
What the hell is wrong with you?
2DADS: Hydrophobia - fear of water.
RO, that's no way to test it.
You gotta take a dip, total immersion.
It's the only way.
Eat up, Bird. you're on guts watch.
Meanwhile, I'm gonna be snoozing like a baby.
Total immersion, RO.
(GAGS)
(READS) "In confronting my mortality...
"...I feel it is imperative to address
"the residual bad feeling between us.
"It's important for me to set everything right
"and to say how sorry I am."
(WHISPERS) Swain.
Swain.
I... I'm sorry to wake you.
I'm suffering from insomnia on top of everything else.
It's three o'clock. I know. I can't sleep.
Alright, um...
...go up to the wardroom and I'll check you out.
OK, OK.
Well, your blood pressure's fine, your temperature's fine,
your heart rate is fine.
you're just talking yourself into a fizz.
I know. I'm stressed out of my mind. I need to calm down.
Alright.
Just, um, take one of those, OK? It should help you sleep.
And, Robert, just try and get a grip, hey?
Easy for you to say.
OK.
(SIGHS)
(MUTTERS)
(BARKS) Arggh!
Arggh! Arggh!
(SQUEALS)
What?
There's some bloke in my rack.
What?
It's Oscar.
What? THAT'S Oscar?
Yeah, for man-overboard drills.
BOTH: 2Dads.
Oh, Robert.
Hey, Robert, where's 2Dads?
You have to address your fears.
2DADS: That's no way to test it.
You gotta take a dip, total immersion.
It's the only way.
Total immersion, RO.
You gotta take a dip, total immersion.
Total immersion. Total immersion, RO.
You gotta take a dip.
Total immersion, RO.
You gotta take a dip. Total immersion.
(GASPS)
Man overboard!
Help! Man overboard! Help!
(YELLS INDISTINCTLY)
Help!
Man overboard!
I don't want to die.
OK, OK.
(PANTS AND MUTTERS)
I don't... I don't want to die.
(GURGLES)
(GASPS)
Breaststroke.
(PANTS)
MIKE: Morning, all.
XO: Good morning. Morning, sir.
Some intel came through from Coastwatch early this morning.
They've spotted another FFV in the area dropping its nets.
Anything on radar? Nothing for the last few hours.
And there's no sign of an ice boat.
OK.
I want RO to get an update on these coordinates. Where is he?
Uh, Bird, you want to go give him a shake?
(KNOCK AT DOOR)
What?
2Dads, I need your help.
Did Oscar get some sleep lovin' or what?
Yeah, I'm not here for that.
It may not be today or next week,
but I will get you back when you least expect it.
Now, where's Robert? The boss wants him on the bridge pronto.
I don't know.
Well, he's not in the mess or the COMCEN or the galley either.
2Dads, you have to help me look for him.
This is unlike Robot.
He wouldn't usually leave this for my prying eyes.
2Dads!
Oh, no.
So what are you saying, 2Dads?
Well, no-one's seen him at all this morning.
I think he might have gone over sometime during the night, sir,
like, deliberately.
What?! Have you looked for him?
Everywhere, sir.
Alright, we're abandoning the search for the ice boat.
Starboard 30. Starboard 30.
Dutchy, pipe "Leaving ship stations".
Yes, boss. What?
"Leaving ship stations"? Means we do a headcount.
Set up a search-and-rescue plan on the nav display systems.
XO: Already on it, sir. Leaving ship stations.
XO has the ship.
Yes, ma'am. Who was the last person to see Robert?
Probably me, sir.
He woke me up at 0300 for a sleeping tablet.
I gave him some, but I assumed he went back to this room.
I saw him at about 4:15.
I was just coming off guts watch.
He was in the passageway outside the juniors' cabins.
What was he doing? We spoke briefly.
Then he walked off.
Though in hindsight, he did seem in kind of a weird mood.
Well, weirder than usual.
Thanks, Bird.
X, last known datum, 0415. Yes, sir.
He could've been in the water for a maximum of two hours.
Charge, after "Leaving ship stations",
muster all available hands on deck with binos.
Yes, sir.
(TEARFULLY) Sir, I...
Not now, Bomber. We have to find RO.
I'll advise NAVCOM.
(BOMBER CRIES)
You know, you'd be able to see better if you quit blubbering.
Charge, this is all my fault.
How do you figure that?
The letter he was writing... He killed himself because of me.
That's nonsense. You guys are friends.
Were.
I've been avoiding him lately
because he takes everything I say the wrong way.
Look, we don't even know if it was deliberate,
but if it was, I'd say it had more to do with the rabies.
He would never have had rabies. He'd be vaccinated.
We know that.
Maybe he convinced himself he was gonna die a horrible death.
Maybe he thought drowning was a better option.
Oh, poor Robert.
Hey.
(GASPS)
(COUGHS AND GAGS)
Stay... stay awake.
(GAGS, COUGHS)
(GASPS)
Given the wind and tidal stream and direction
and distance travelled from the last known datum,
I have calculated the search area
within these coordinates.
Good work, X.
I'll pass this on to NAVCOM
so they can set up a coordinated search with Coastwatch.
Mmm.
Why would RO do something like this?
You know what a closed and strange person he is.
Who really knows what's going on in his head?
But suicidal?
He's been deeply humiliated by Hannibal in the past
and maybe what happened yesterday
just tipped him over the edge.
And I should've overridden Dutchy's decision
to let him go on the boarding.
He's not aboard, sir. We've searched everywhere.
So we are looking at a potential suicide.
There is another possible explanation, sir.
Spit it out, Swain.
The sleeping pills I gave him -
they were mild, but they can cause a reaction.
MIKE: What sort of reaction?
In very rare cases, hallucinations, sleepwalking.
Great.
MAN: There's something in the water! There!
(PEOPLE YELL INDISTINCTLY)
Help!
(COUGHS)
Hey! Oh...
Hello, Mr Dixon.
(MEN SPEAK IN FOREIGN LANGU AGE)
Hannibal! I gotta use your radio to call my ship.
You think I'm stupid? I have fish.
You call boat, navy come arrest me.
I lose everything. No way.
You don't understand. They don't know where I am.
They... they'll be thinking I've drowned.
(CHUCKLES) Maybe they throw party!
(MEN LAUGH)
Look, just take me to the nearest port.
To Gove - take me to Gove and you can keep your damn fish.
Mr Dixon, you very demanding individual.
I pick you from ocean. You no say, "Thank you."
You say, "Give radio. Take me to Gove."
Kiss my backside. OK, thank you. I'm grateful.
So let's work out a practical solution, OK?
You pay debt, you go home.
Very practical. What? What debt?
Navy chuck me in jail three time.
I lose fish, boat - everything gone.
No food for family. Navy cost me $10,000. You work!
You steal our fish from our waters.
you're nothing but a common thief.
You want payback from me? No!
I am Australian Navy
and I am ordering you to take me to Gove now!
Who is master of this vessel? You know this question!
I am master of this vessel.
Everybody here must fish. You must also fish!
Fat chance!
(GRUNTS) Ow.
You now my prisoner. I own you.
You fish or I throw you back in the ocean.
Sure.
I'll fish.
His eyes were open, but if I'd just woken him up,
then he wouldn't have walked off...
Sir, we've backtracked as far as we've travelled
since Bird last saw the RO,
so we are at the furthest edge of our search area now.
Starboard 30. Starboard 30.
Let's make another pass through.
X, Dutchy, get the RHIBs in the water.
Increase our lateral search. Aye, sir.
Hang in there. We're gonna find him.
XO ON P. A: Away sea boat. Away sea boat.
Too slow, Mr Dixon. You very lazy worker.
Ow! Arggh!
Navy pig-dog should know how to fish.
I can't do this.
You want to eat? You learn.
Ohh.
Not so difficult.
Thanks for that.
You have too easy life in Australia.
Now you see fisherman life.
(CHUCKLES)
Hey?
(DOG BARKS)
(SPEAKS QUIETLY IN FOREIGN LANGU AGE)
What? What are you doing?
(MUTTERS) Arggh! What are you doing?
Thank you. (SPEAKS FOREIGN LANGU AGE)
What is that?
Food. You eat.
No, I'm not eating anything I can't identify. I'm sorry.
No eat?
No, I don't want to eat! Give it to the dog.
No eat.
Look. I found these on RO's desk. Check it out.
So? They're the sleeping tablets Swain gave him.
No wonder he was sleepwalking. The tosser took three of them.
you're the tosser, 2Dads.
Instead of playing your stupid practical jokes,
you should've been looking out for him.
You did your best.
Bomber, get these people some scran.
Yes, boss.
I've never lost a man, Kate.
Not like this.
Not in a situation where I feel something could've...
...should've been done.
I know.
Everybody's blaming themselves.
But it's my responsibility...
...as captain of this ship.
I have to update NAVCOM.
You think it's my fault that I let Robert go on that boarding.
I'm sorry, Dutchy.
I should've taken responsibility and kicked him off.
I knew he had issues, yeah?
That's exactly why I made the call.
I thought he should confront his demons.
Is that what they told you in counselling?
(MEN SNORE) (DOG WHINES IN DISTANCE)
(DOOR CREAKS)
(FOOTSTEPS APPROACH)
You killed my dog. I kill you! What?
Come on. Hannibal, put the knife down, please.
I didn't kill your dog! Charlie is dead. I know!
You killed him! He's not dead, Hannibal.
He's been growling all night.
Please, just put the knife down. Please!
Move, move. Move!
Move!
See? Dead.
Now you die.
Stop it! I didn't kill your dog!
Look, look.
Look. Your dog was sick.
He had rabies. Look!
Hannibal, please.
Hannibal, I was bitten by the dog,
which means I probably have the virus.
I need to get to port.
I need to get to port for treatment,
otherwise I'm gonna die.
Horribly. Please.
You are not so valuable.
(MOUTHS)
(MEN GRUNT)
(YELLS IN FOREIGN LANGU AGE)
(YELLS)
MIKE: Commander Mike Flynn.
Yeah, hang on.
Go ahead.
Thanks for the heads-up. We'll check it out.
Coastwatch have spotted an FFV in the search area.
Let's take a look and hope they've picked up RO.
Captain has the ship.
Starboard 15. Altering 0-2-5.
X, have the boarding party on stand-by.
Yes, sir.
Hands to boarding stations. Hands to boarding stations.
(EXHALES)
you've been looking into my personal affairs.
As your divisional officer, I'm entitled to.
you're not an easy person to get to know.
Nobody else seems to have that problem.
I'm aware of that. You reserve your cold shoulder for me.
I went through a full debrief and routine counselling,
like anyone else who's seen active service in the Gulf.
And the brass's assessment is you're as good as gold.
So what else do you want to know about me?
Your file -
it says you came through the incident with flying colours.
Yeah, I bet you're just dying to hear the grisly details.
Pull your head in. I don't like the way you make that sound.
It was a routine boarding off Iraq.
It went horribly wrong -
a hostage situation, one of my crew died.
We just heard about the FFV. Please, God, he's on it.
We're all hoping that, Bomber.
(MEN EX CLAIM IN FOREIGN LANGU AGE)
(YELLS IN FOREIGN LANGU AGE)
Rack off, navy pig-dog! You no catch me!
I'm smarter than you! MAN: Get out of here!
You no steal my fish! You no take my boat!
I no go to jail! I kill you!
I kill you all, navy pig-dog!
No, Han. Hannibal, Hannibal, you can't outrun them.
Just... just heave to. You can let me go.
No! No! I no lose this boat.
I will tell them that you rescued me.
No! You lie.
Ohh.
Throw rocks, porcupines out.
Defend! Hurry up!
(MEN YELL AND COUGH)
(GASPS AND COUGHS)
MAN: Let's go!
Get to the back of the boat. Get to the back of the boat.
Get them up, get them up. Up there.
Sit down! Sit down!
(COUGHS)
Secured, X.
(GAGS AND COUGHS)
So who's in charge of this vessel?
(MAN YELLS IN FOREIGN LANGU AGE)
Arggh! Ohh!
Wake up!
Are you aware you've been fishing illegally
in Australian waters?
8124903 - Leading Seaman Robert J. Dixon.
How did you get your hands on these?
I'm the radio operator on HMAS 'Hammersley', lost at sea.
(COUGHS)
(SHIP HORN HONKS)
OK, I'd like everyone to move over to the railing
and sit down on the deck, please.
Let's go. Down on the deck, thank you.
Here he is. Hey!
(CREW APPLAUDS) Hey.
Tell me you didn't try and kill yourself.
What?
Ha-ha! Great to see you, mate.
Can't tell you how grateful we are to have him back.
The CO thanks you for taking these guys to port.
It allows us to continue our patrol.
No hard feelings, mate.
But you really looked the part. Yeah.
Welcome home, RO. Thank you, sir.
Let's get you checked out, hey?
Come on, mate.
Hey, who told you you could stand up? Sit down, sir.
Shoot me. Come on, shoot me!
I'm not gonna ask you again. Sit down on the deck.
Arggh! Calm down, sir.
CHARGE: Hey, hey, sit down!
Settle down, sir. Settle down. What's going on?
I don't know, sir. He just flipped out.
You take my fish, burn my boat.
I dead man already. Kill me now! (GRUNTS)
Hey, calm down! Arggh!
Sir, I got him. I got him, sir. I dead!
2Dads, secure him in Austere.
Charge, keep the rest of the crew on the boat deck.
Yes, sir.
(HANNIBAL CONTINUES YELLING)
The medic on 'Kingston' said I was OK.
Yeah, well, he also confirmed Hannibal's dog died of rabies
so we need to get you the vaccine as soon as possible.
Well, it's already been two days.
Which is why I need to get the initial vaccine
in the next 24 hours.
"Initial"? Five doses given a week apart.
Five needles. Hmph. Six, actually.
There's an immune booster with the first shot as well.
But I've already organised with Coastwatch
to drop off the vaccine and get started out here.
Not taking any chances.
OK, that's, uh... that's good. Thank you, Swain.
Hey, Robert, um,
I just wanted to say sorry about the sleeping pills.
The chances of a reaction like that are one in a million.
I know - I'm a weirdo.
you're not, mate.
There we go. You just try and relax, OK?
Ohh! (HANNIBAL GRUNTS)
What the hell was that?
Great, gonna have to plasticuff your ankles as well.
Hey, what are you doing? Get off him!
What? Get off him.
Whoa! What are you doing? Help me hold his legs.
You can't just hogtie him. Why not?
He's dangerous. He needs to be restrained.
Get out. (STAMMERS)
Get out. Now.
Oh, Robot becomes human.
How touching. Fine. You deal with him.
He's going, Hannibal. Look, it's me.
Hannibal, listen. I have spoken to the boss.
I have told him how you rescued me.
I'm sure the judge will take that into consideration.
I'm really sorry about your boat and the fish.
I've got you, um...
I got you something to drink. Come on. Here.
(GRUNTS)
He's showing all the symptoms. It's definitely rabies.
(HANNIBAL GROANS)
Gonna have to sedate him to try and stop him hurting himself.
Hannibal. Hannibal, you're sick.
We're gonna give you some medication
that will make you feel better.
Just... What do you want me to do?
Just try and keep calming him down.
Just... Can you breathe? Can you breathe for me?
Take in a deep... take in a deep breath.
Alright, hold his arm.
Is that right? Yes.
(MOANS) Yep, yep.
There you go - it's a healed dog bite.
Alright, I'm gonna try and organise a medivac
to get him airlifted to a hospital.
We need to get Bomber to check the rest...
When Coastwatch do their drop, give the vaccine to Hannibal.
He obviously needs it more than me.
I've got what? 24 hours before I need to take my dose?
By the time you start showing symptoms, it's too late.
What? No, no, that's crap.
There has gotta be something you can do.
The best we can do is just try and make him comfortable.
Roger, Lima 4-3. This is Yankee 8-2.
We have a RHIB in the water standing by for pick-up.
Come on, let's get you prepped in the wardroom
so you're ready to go when they get back.
Yeah, I... I've just gotta do something first.
Hannibal, he's, um...
...he's very sick.
There, you see? What doesn't kill you makes you stronger.
(SPEAKS FOREIGN LANGU AGE)
Hey, it's OK, it's OK.
(MEN PRAY QUIETLY)
Oh, RO, Swain sent me to tell you
that Mr Hannibal passed away.
Robert, you know we would've moved heaven and earth
to give Hannibal the best possible chance.