(THUNDER BOOMS)
This storm doesn't seem to be letting up any time soon.
Sir, a message from Coastwatch -
an EPIRB's been activated in our sector.
We haven't received any mayday calls.
Yes, I did mention that to them, sir.
Got the coordinates? Sir.
Roger.
Swain, steer 1-1-7. Let's find this EPIRB.
SWAIN: 1-1-7.
Coastwatch, this is 'Hammersley'.
Sir, that's right into the heart of the storm cell.
Message acknowledged.
We're en route to EPIRB coordinates. Over.
If it was an easy job, we'd get bored, right?
Coastwatch, this is 'Hammersley'.
Please respond. Over.
(STATIC BUZZES)
Sir, I'm having trouble getting through on the radio
due to this.
Permission to power up the 900?
Permission granted. Thank you, sir.
Coastwatch, this is 'Hammersley'. Over.
(WHIZZING AND BEEPING)
Coastwatch, this is 'Hammersley'. Over.
So, the X is recommending you for promotion. That's awesome.
It's not, actually.
I'm not sure I'm up for the extra responsibility.
What?
But you so wanted to... Yeah.
Be careful what you wish for, hey?
Well, I know what I wish for
and I don't think I'm gonna change my mind.
(SCOFFS)
Ooh! Oh!
(CHUCKLES)
The EPIRB signal is still 1.5 nautical miles ahead of us.
MIKE: Depth? 4.1 metres, sir.
Starting to cut it fine.
Sir, I have a visual in the water - green 5 near.
Slow astern, both engines. Slow astern, both engines.
Well done, Bird.
Deploy the RHIBs, X.
Away sea boats. Away sea boats.
This is just surface debris, ma'am. No sign of the yacht.
Body in the water on my port side.
She's alive. She's alive, X!
You got her, Dutchy?
Righto, that's it. Relax, I've got you now.
Ready? Big breath for me. Ready?
(GRUNTS) We've got you.
It's OK.
Thank you. Thank you so much. That's alright.
You can thank the EPIRB - it saved your life.
My husband, have you found... have you found him?
Your husband? Is your husband out here?
Martin. He was still on the boat.
The yacht.
He was on the yacht when you were swept over?
But we heard no mayday. He wouldn't let me send one.
He smashed the radio so he couldn't send
a... mayday.
OK, let's get her back to the ship.
(THERMOMETER BEEPS)
Your hypothermia was fairly mild.
Your temperature's just about back to normal.
you're doing well. And Martin?
We're still searching for him.
Your boat has almost certainly gone down,
but hopefully Martin was wearing a life jacket.
Uh... I can't remember.
When I was drying out your things,
I found this.
Is that?
Yeah, that's Martin.
We were married last year.
Lara, you said something when we picked you up -
you told us that Martin smashed the radio.
Did I say that? Yeah.
Martin was worried about salvage operators.
They scan for maydays. They're like vultures.
He was worried that if we lost the boat,
they'd take everything.
He didn't want us broadcasting the position.
Ma'am.
Lara, my name's Dylan Mulholland.
We're required by law to warn shipping of potential hazards.
We need to work out roughly where your yacht went down.
Uh-huh.
You were still afloat when the EPIRB was activated?
Yeah.
But in the water I lost sight of it very quickly.
Right.
Martin put me in a lifeboat and activated the EPIRB.
I'm not much help.
Sorry.
You think she's telling us everything?
She's been through an ordeal and she's worried about her husband.
Which reminds me,
we have to send this photo through to NAVCOM.
Is that her husband? Great catch.
You can't help who you fall in love with.
Yes, you can.
Swain, here's Lara's things.
Lara, here's my number. Just call me if you need anything.
OK. Thanks.
Thanks. Good luck.
Patient's ready for transfer now. Over.
(STATIC INTERFERENCE) MAN: Ready to receive. Over.
Launch the RHIB, Charge. Yes, sir.
I was monitoring that transmission.
It shouldn't happen. What?
Interference on the local signal.
'Newcastle's, what, 100 yards away.
Shouldn't be happening.
XO: Stand by to retrieve sea boat.
Recommence search pattern for missing yacht.
Search of area 3 completed. Negative result.
Moving to area 4.
Area 5, no sign of the missing yachtie.
(GRUNTS)
RO, is this really necessary? Yes, it is.
Mate, I could check the hardware in COMCEN, yeah?
Unnecessary.
RO, under the circumstances, the angle, it looks...
2Dads, the angle of the antenna can affect signal strength,
so just do it.
2Dads, I can't find the left-handed screwdriver.
Keep looking, Bird. It's in the toolbox. I told you.
It looks like this - it's just a left-handed one.
(CHUCKLES) OK.
What's he doing out there, anyway?
His job.
Ugh!
XO: Area 7 search completed.
Anything to report?
No sign of the missing man, sir.
So our chances are now looking pretty slim.
Yeah, it seems that way. Thanks.
We are making one last pass
through the search area where we calculated the vessel sank.
DUTCHY: Sir, there's a salvage vessel
close to those original EPIRB coordinates.
And it looks like they've got visitors.
I know this bloke.
The boat's name is the 'Rioli',
the salvager's name is Alby Dumas.
He's got a reputation for cutting corners.
What's worse, he's ex-Navy.
Clearance diver in Vietnam. Oh.
He even won a bravery award.
Didn't do anything for his personality.
2Dads, make sure your camera's recording.
2DADS: Rec button is on, X.
Get off my boat! It's my brother's yacht!
you're trespassing, pal. Get off!
Oi! Finders keepers, pal.
It's nothing to do with you! Get off my boat, you maggot!
Who do you think you are?!
(ALL SHOUT SIMULTANEOUSLY) XO: Hey! Australian Navy. Hey!
Settle down. Out of my way!
Move them out. Cut it out. Hey!
(ALL SHOUT)
Look who's here! He shouldn't be talking!
Hey! Which one of you is Alby Dumas?
The good-Iooking one.
I'm Lieutenant MacGregor from HMAS 'Hammersley'.
Well, do your job and get these trespassers off my boat.
He's got no right to be here.
I located a sunken yacht, it's in shallow water, it's mine.
This animal is diving on a gravesite.
OK, what is your interest in this?
The missing sailor... Yes, his name's Martin Strauss.
Yeah, I'm his brother, Karl Strauss.
Yeah, and I'm Johann. I'm doing everything by the book here.
I found an abandoned yacht and I filed a claim.
you're a vulture, mate. Mate...
Alright, the police and coroner will both need to be involved
if there is a body in the water.
I checked. There's no body. There's hardly anything here.
Get him out of here.
Alright, sir, you are not welcome on this boat.
If you'd like to get back... What's he already taken?
We'll try and ascertain that if you'll just be patient.
Can you please get back on your vessel?
Get him over there. Yep.
Everybody, right, back of the boat, please.
Back of the boat. Back of the boat.
Alright. Thank you. Stay there.
(GROANS)
Lara? What are you doing out here?
Hi. Are you feeling OK?
I'm fine. Sorry.
My sister-in-law's been through an awful lot. Please.
I'm just surprised to see her out of hospital so soon.
She's just anxious about her husband, that's all.
Surely spending one more night in hospital
would've been much better for her than...
I'm feeling... DUTCHY: Hey, X.
Yeah, Dutchy, go ahead.
We got Alby to agree to hand over
any items he finds to the next-of-kin.
Good. That might help.
These guys are within their rights to stop him diving.
Well, he maintains
there's nothing worth salvaging down there.
Thanks, Dutchy.
So, are you gonna arrest them?
Or are you too gutless?
RO: 'Hammersley', Dutchy.
Receiving. Go ahead.
Alby Dumas has lodged the appropriate claim
with the authorities, but he's supposed to wait
until the police authorisation comes through.
Copy that. Thanks, Robert.
What's with him? First he wants to stay, now he's gone.
And you're going too, sir.
I acknowledge you have a permit, but you cannot dive
until the police have checked over the site
and given it the all-clear.
Is that understood?
Yeah, thanks for this. 2Dads couldn't sort it out.
If the search for that missing man hadn't been called off,
I would be out there with underperforming equipment.
That happen very often?
(PHONE RINGS)
Gutter humour.
OK, signal strength is unacceptable.
I think it's something to do with the antennas.
Hello. Kate MacGregor speaking.
Yes, Lara.
OK, can you just slow down? you're not making sense.
Yes. The search for your husband has been called off.
If you need to talk ab...
Yeah, OK, why don't...
Yeah, why don't I come and meet you...
Yep, alright. I'll meet you there.
Alright. And Lar...
What's going on? Are you going to meet her?
Do you want me to come?
I don't know if you've noticed,
but you can come across at times as a little intimidating.
Me? Mmm.
Nah. No, I better go alone.
You stay. Woof.
Kate.
Lara?
Lara.
What are you doing here? My husband.
We bought this boatshed together.
You can't stop the search. You must keep looking for Martin.
Lara, it's an official decision. I can't...
Please?
He's still out there somewhere.
And that man, that salvage man...
Alby? He's in danger.
Who from? (PIGEON COOS)
Lara, what's wrong? What are you afraid of?
I... Listen.
If you are in trouble, I can help you.
No.
(PIGEONS FLUTTER)
Lara.
(LARA SCREAMS) (BANG!)
Dutchy. (GRUNTS)
Quick! Side door!
Go! Come on, let's get out of here!
Oi!
DUTCHY: Lara!
Hey!
What are you gonna say to the Feds?
We never even got a good look at them.
Just tell them what I know, I guess.
I gave you an order not to follow me.
No, you didn't. I did.
It was more of a suggestion. Oh.
Hey, have you tried Lara's number,
the one she called you from?
No.
(DIALS NUMBER)
VOICE RECORDING: We regret that the number you have dialled
is disconnected or unavailable.
Great.
And she said that Alby Dumas was in danger.
She was clearly terrified.
The radio's working, Robert?
Sir, I've still gotta do some tests
but I'm happy with the signal quality.
Excellent. Did you radio the salvage operator Alby Dumas?
Yes, I did, ma'am.
And there was no static or interference, so that was good.
But what did he actually say? Oh, no, he didn't respond.
So, he didn't respond because he didn't get the message?
Well, I can't say. But the signal was perfect.
So, puts my mind at rest.
What?
Try him again.
12-hour shore leave?
Me too.
Come over to mine for dinner.
Better not. Things might get out of hand.
Come on, we're both mature adults.
We can control ourselves. Speak for yourself.
I can control myself.
(CLEARS THROAT)
Are you sure about that?
OK. We better not tempt fate.
I'll see you in the morning.
(SIGHS)
I am such a loser!
(KNOCK AT DOOR)
Hi.
Um... I was just about to get in the shower.
Don't let me stop you.
I don't even like you.
I hate you too.
you're so not a loser.
(CHUCKLES) Oh.
(PHONE RINGS)
(SOFTLY) Stop.
(PHONE RINGS)
Shore leave's cancelled.
(GROANS)
We better get back to the ship.
Let's not arrive together.
BOMBER: I've still got nothing, Swain.
Well, these are the coordinates.
I thought he'd still be hanging around.
He did say there wasn't much left to salvage.
Radar contact, bearing 3-4-0.
Range 10 nautical miles, ma'am.
Sir, this just in from Coastwatch.
They've spotted Alby Dumas's vessel.
The 'Rioli' is roughly 9 nautical miles north
and it's travelling at 8 knots.
Have you been trying to raise him?
Every eight minutes. Still no response.
He must have turned his transponder off.
According to that intel, this must be him,
but the ship's details aren't coming up on radar.
Alright, let's intercept.
MV 'Rioli', this is Australian warship 'Hammersley'. Over.
(STATIC BUZZES)
'Hammersley' to 'Rioli', are you reading me? Over.
(STATIC) Oh, this guy's a pain.
What's he playing at? He can't...
I mean, he's not faster than us, is he?
Not by a long shot. So, is he just messing with us?
Let's find out.
Get a RHIB in the water.
Where do you think you're going?
What? Robert heard a noise.
I thought it was all fixed. You thought wrong, X.
You can sort it out later.
Get your kit on, you're coming with us.
Yes!
MV 'Rioli', this is Australian warship 'Hammersley'.
You are to stop or heave to.
We intend to board you to enforce Australian maritime law.
Hey, Dutchy, you go up first
just in case Alby makes a smart-mouth comment -
I might do something inappropriate.
DUTCHY: Yeah, right, and I'm going to be Mr Squeaky Clean.
Dumas. Alby?
Check the wheelhouse, Swain.
Mr Dumas? Alby?
Hello? Alby.
SWAIN: X, sea boat's on autopilot.
Alby?
Is he there? Is he going to give us any more lip?
Not anymore.
There you go, Charge. Alright.
I was just out here thinking...
Oh, no. What?
you've got that look on your face again.
Last time you had that look, you got yourself into trouble.
It's not like that.
I was wondering... About?
What is so important about that boat?
You think it's all about the sunken yacht?
It's where it all started.
And so I was just... Wondering?
Yes, wondering. It's not that deep out there.
What would I find if I went snorkelling?
Do we have time? 'We'?
Yeah. About four hours.
Shall we?
X? Sorry.
NAVCOM want a report from both of us.
Well, it's shoddy workmanship. It was working when you left.
It's not working now, is it? You broke it? (CHUCKLES)
You didn't fix it properly in the first place
and I want it fixed now.
you've got four hours.
you're setting time limits now?
That's how long we're in port for.
(GROANS) Get me off this boat.
(DEVICE BEEPS)
When I met with Lara, she told us that he was in danger.
And that is why we followed it up.
Even though it was technically a Federal Police matter?
Alright, they've determined
that the shed where you met Lara
was indeed purchased by her husband only a month earlier.
Now, Lara was released from hospital
into the care of her brother-in-law Karl Strauss,
but the address he gave turns out to be
a pet shop in Mooroobool.
Seems like everyone's giving out false information.
The Feds will look for Lara and chase Karl Strauss.
We can put this to bed and get back to our real work.
(PHONE RINGS)
Where are you going? We're finished.
We're going home. Uh, no.
I have to do tests first. (LAUGHS)
Hang on... I need to make sure
that the work has been done to my satisfaction.
OK, you're sailing soon.
you'll wait here... or you can watch and learn.
(LAUGHS DRYLY) Is he always like this?
This is a good day.
Yeah, well, I feel sorry for you.
Thanks. Appreciate that.
Are we ready to sail?
All the ship's company present, sir, except for Dutchy.
Where is he? I've got no idea.
He went to look over the sunken yacht.
That was four hours ago.
I'll get permission from NAVCOM to sail without him.
Yes, sir.
Seems to be empty, sir. Dutchy was in that?
Yeah, we were going out together to take...
'We'? I was going to go with him.
And then you called me away.
I'm just surprised that he went out on his own.
Dutchy? He's not there.
He's not on board. Yeah, there's no-one on board.
Alright, there - man in the water.
Sir, green 4-5 degrees.
Take us in slow.
Dutchy.
(GROANS) Dutchy?
Oh, wait, he's injured. Wait, wait.
A bit more. Watch it.
He's here. Is he alright?
Nah. No, X. On the count of three. Got him?
One, two, three.
(GRUNTS) I got caught up in the wreck.
He's injured, X. Set him down nice and easy.
Dutchy. Oh, it's nasty.
Oh, God, Swain. Let's go!
(GROANS) Dutchy.
Hey, Dutchy. Swain, he's out. He's out.
Hang in there. Hang in there. Dutchy.
DUTCHY: I feel like an idiot. It was such a stupid accident.
OK, mate, this should keep the pain at an acceptable level.
(INHALES DEEPLY) Acceptable to me or you?
There you go.
You should start to feel better.
Let's get the rest of his wetsuit off, hey?
(CLATTERS)
What was that?
Is that...
...real?
MIKE: What have you found out, RO?
Sir, they managed to trace the gold bar
using the serial number on the gold mark.
It was part of a shipment that was hijacked
in the Indian Ocean about a month ago.
(SIGHS)
There you go.
(KNOCK AT DOOR) Thanks, Swain.
Here you go. Oh, Bomber. you're a rock star.
It's only tea, Dutchy.
Oh. (LAUGHS)
Dutchy?
The photos from your camera, we've had Robert print them up.
Oh, great.
Yeah, look. See?
There had to be an inflatable with that boat.
You see that section of the guard rail there?
See the canvas cover?
It's the type used to cover an outboard engine, isn't it?
Yeah.
And, um... the mounting block is... there.
But there was no engine near the boat.
Alby could have salvaged it.
No, but see how the canvas cover's tied to the guard rail?
That means whoever used that outboard
had to have removed it before the yacht sank.
So why wasn't Lara in an inflatable?
So, we're thinking Martin and Lara
were part of the gang that did this robbery?
Probably.
Then Martin got greedy, took the gold
and made off in his yacht.
And that's why Karl was so upset to find
a salvage operator poking around the wreck.
They probably thought Alby recovered the gold -
that's why they killed him.
But did Alby actually get the gold?
Or had Martin already got away with it before the yacht sank?
Now, given the storm surge,
on that day, if he did get away in the inflatable,
he might have made it to here.
It is the only island in that direction.
Prevailing winds and currents wouldn't have allowed him
to go any other way.
What do you think?
XO: OK, guys, if you want to lose your boarding jackets,
go ahead, but keep your Kevlar on.
OK, 2Dads and Swain,
I want you to head north along the beach.
Bomber, you're with me, we'll head inland.
I want you to stay in radio contact.
If you see anything, you call it in.
You really expect to find anything?
Well, it's a long shot.
OK.
I'm looking for a needle in a haystack.
So, what are we looking for?
Any sign that someone's been through here recently.
Footprints count?
Yeah, looks like there's been some traffic through here.
This way.
X.
What's Lara doing here?
I think her friends are thinking the same things as us.
Sit down.
Well, they don't look like her friends, X.
'Hammersley', this is X-ray 8-2. Over.
(STATIC BUZZES)
Robert was having trouble with the radio.
Oh, not now.
'Hammersley', do you read me? Over.
(STATIC BUZZES)
Just relax, sir. Don't move.
Don't say anything.
On your knees. (GRUNTS)
(GROANS) Oh, you don't like that?
You don't mind doing it to someone else.
We're here to help you. Thank you.
Ahh! (GROANS)
X-ray 8-2, this is 'Hammersley'.
Radio check. Over.
(STATIC BUZZES)
Charge. Mm-hm? Yeah.
Thanks. Sir?
It should have been fixed.
Is it definitely just a radio problem?
Well, there's no way to tell conclusively.
Get a second shore party standing by.
Just in case. Roger that.
We've located Lara and apprehended one of the suspects.
We're just taking them back to the RHIB now. Where are you?
SWAIN: We've been following the coast around the island.
We're probably a mile away.
Avoid contact with the suspects - they're armed.
Understood. Oh, and Swain.
For some reason we can't make contact with 'Hammersley'.
For now we're on our own. Yeah, I heard, ma'am.
I'm sorry.
We know about the gold, Lara.
Martin always was greedy.
He wasn't happy with our share.
So he stole from them and you had the gold on the yacht.
That's why Martin didn't want me to mayday during the storm.
They would've found us.
Do you think that Martin's alive?
The last I saw him,
he was loading gold into the inflatable.
He said he'd come back for me,
but... we didn't think the yacht would sink so fast.
Why did you phone me?
I escaped from Karl and I called you to warn you.
Now I realise they probably let me escape and followed me,
hoping I'd lead them to Martin.
If Martin is alive, do you think he'll come back for you?
Of course.
He loves me.
Hey! That's Lara's husband! Go!
Oi! Wait!
You chase him, I'll cut him off.
Stop! Oi!
Hey, Martin, stop running!
Stop running!
you're not going to get away with this.
Ooh! Ohh.
Ugh!
(GRUNTS)
Stop struggling, mate, or I'll break your bloody neck.
(GRUNTS) Stop it. Stop it!
(CHOKES) I'll break it.
I've been running from cops my whole life, mate,
and you think you've got a chance?
Look what we have here!
Bars of gold.
Keep moving.
Swain, you won't believe what I found, mate.
What's wrong?
Hi, Marty. Drop it.
Long time no see, Marty.
MIKE: X-ray 8-2, this is 'Hammersley'. Over.
(STATIC BUZZES)
Sir, I've checked everything. I can't isolate the problem.
It's driving me nuts. Sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn't.
Charge, get the second RHIB over to the island.
Yes, sir. Full tactical gear.
We can't take the chance. Yes, sir.
What are you doing up here? Feeling better, sir.
I'd like to go on the shore party, sir.
You sure you're up to it?
They need me. No heroics, understood?
I'm good to go, sir.
Carry on.
This is Karl. Are you reading me?
Come on, come in. Can you hear me?
Crap. I'm not getting any response from the camp site.
There might be more navy on the island.
Come on, move it, you two! Move!
Come on! Go!
This is Karl. Come in.
Come in.
What are you doing here? I got better.
Alright, the suspects are here. I believe there's three of them.
We've only apprehended this man.
Bomber, get him back to 'Hammersley'.
Is your radio down? Yeah.
I can't get through to 'Hammersley' or Swain.
And you could before? Yeah.
CHARGE: Whatever's happening on 'Hammersley',
you should still be able to contact Swain
unless he's out of range?
Which way did you send them? North, along the beach.
Charge?
We'll meet you there. OK.
Bomber...
...go in the second RHIB.
Charge to Swain, come in. (STATIC BUZZ)
There's the boat. Check it out.
(FIRES WEAPON)
Hold your fire!
Don't drop that gold! Come on!
Get up! Come on, man, it's over.
you're never going to get away. Who's got all the hostages?
Take it easy.
(GRUNTS)
Put your hands behind your heads.
This is hopeless, Karl. It's over!
For God's sake, give it up.
Arrgh!
you're a traitor! (COCKS WEAPON)
Karl Strauss.
If you don't leave immediately, I'll kill these men!
You have two of our people. We're not leaving.
I'm serious! Did you hear what I said?!
Consider your position. Why should I?
I'm holding all the cards! DUTCHY: No, you're not.
(GUNFIRE)
Get down! OK, OK!
Down on the ground! CHARGE: Drop your weapon!
On your knees. On the ground! Don't shoot.
Now! On your knees!
2DADS: I'll take that.
You! Hands behind your back now!
Do it! Do it!
(GROANS)
Hey, don't be stupid.
Hands behind your head.
XO: Good work, Swain.
You made good time.
Jogged all the way. Dutchy, are you right?
I don't feel so good.
Dutchy. Dutchy!
Dutchy, can you hear me?
Hey, Dutchy. Dutchy?
Swain! Swain.
Dutchy, I need you to stay with me.
Excuse me, sir.
Martin. Lara! Darling.
Has he mentioned me at all? No.
Did he even ask if I was alive?
I love you... Arggh! You liar!
You were never coming back! Lara!
Take her through to the junior sailors' mess.
Keep an eye on her. Yes, sir.
(CRIES)
(KNOCK AT DOOR) SWAIN: Yeah.
How's the patient?
Well, the bleeding's stopped.
He'll get over it. He's strong.
Can I talk to him? Sure.
But I've just pumped him full of pethidine,
so he might not make much sense.
Hello. How are you feeling?
Hey. (CHUCKLES)
I'm floating.
Well, that's great.
Ahh...
Do you want to explain why you came ashore in that condition?
I mean, what were you thinking?
you're an angel. Dutchy...
you're an amazing woman.
Pethidine, ma'am. Yeah.
Won't remember a thing in the morning.
Yeah. Yeah, yeah. (LAUGHS)
Come here. You rest up, big fella.
Where are you going? Cup of tea.
(GROANS)
I'll come back and check on you in a minute, Lara.
Are you hurt?
Guess I'm not bullet-proof after all.
(SNIGGERS)
Oh, can you?
Swain...
Get out.
I trust you know why you're here.
I have to ask, is there a sexual relationship
going on between you?
Yes, sir. Yes, sir, there is.
It only just happened. You know the regulations.
You can't help who you fall in love with.
Yes, you can.
And to make matters worse, you brought it onto the boat.
That I can't overlook.
One or both of you will have to post off.
I will, sir.
It was my fault.
2Dads wanted to observe the rules
and I encouraged him otherwise.
Bomber...
Bomber, you realise that this will affect your promotion?
Stuff it. I don't care.
I don't want to sign up again anyway.
Very well, Bomber.
When we get back to port, I'll arrange for your transfer.
It may take a couple of weeks. Thank you, sir.
In the meantime, you'll continue with your duties
in strict observance of the rules.
Yes, sir. Yes, sir.
I'm very disappointed in you both. Dismissed.
I can't help feeling slightly hypocritical about this.
The difference is...
...they brought it on the boat.
Bomber...
...you could've told me you felt that way.
Now it's decided, I actually feel good.
And when I'm off the boat, we can look forward
to many more long, hot... showers.
RO: Ah, X.
I finally located that faulty circuit.
Radio reception is at optimum level once more.
Oh, that's great.
I'm sorry I let you down earlier, ma'am.
You didn't. Well, it's my equipment.
My responsibility.
Turned out to be a single circuit.
Oh. Do you want me to show you?
Maybe later. Won't take long.
I just... I don't need any more complications.
It's not that complicated, ma'am.
In my life.