Got that radar contact back again?
Uh, no. No, not yet. It was brief.
It was right on the edge of our radar, on a bearing of 117.
It was definitely heading for the mainland,
and if it continues on that bearing,
it'll be entering our contiguous zone in...
17 minutes precisely.
OK, it's probably just over the horizon.
We'll set course to intercept. X, prepare a boarding party.
Yes, sir. Boss, smoke.
Right on that boat's last coordinates.
XO: Sir, there are bodies.
There's, uh, 10, maybe 12.
There's nothing left of the boat. Over.
MIKE OVER RADIO: Any swimmers?
No movement, sir.
There's too many bodies to bring them on board the RHIB,
so we're gonna check them all one by one for vital signs.
Any movement you see, I want you to call it out,
so stay focused.
No pulse.
Right. Move on.
Nothing.
Hey, over there.
Swain?
No, nothing.
(THEME MUSIC)
(SOMBRE MUSIC)
Did we recover many personal effects?
No, ma'am. That's about all of it.
It's gonna be hard to identify these people,
much less work out what happened out here.
Are you OK?
Yeah.
(ZIPS UP BODY BAG)
MIKE: Events like this are upsetting for us all,
especially when it's unlikely we'll ever know
what really happened on that boat.
And even more so when there are children involved.
Sometimes, it's just not possible
to get closure on tragedies like this.
I remind you that there are counsellors available.
I recommend that you talk to them,
and not to the media.
Word has already gotten out, the press will be all over this.
If you are approached, refer them to the Defence Media Unit.
You wanna catch up for a drink?
Uh, not really.
Well, I'd like to.
There's no point.
I made up my mind.
Hey! You alright?
You and the boss seem a bit...
Yeah, there's nothing going on.
It's over. Yesterday's news.
Sorry.
Hey, Swaino?
A few of us are going to the pub for drinks. You wanna...
Yeah, good chat.
Excuse me, sir. You are from 'Hammersley', yes?
No, mate. No. But, sir, 'Hammersley'...
Oh, look, I can't tell you anything, mate.
We heard about an incident... Can't talk about it, mate.
Uh, please, sir, we need... Hey, keep your hands off me!
I just said I can't tell you anything, OK?
I'm sorry, sir.
I truly apologise to you.
It's just that our relatives are on that boat.
Oh...
Look, look, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to, um...
Sir, please!
We must know if our families are safe.
Look, I'm sorry, OK? I don't know anything.
(CAR DOOR OPENS)
(SIGHS)
(POIGNANT MUSIC)
Thanks, cobber. BIRD: Thank you.
Um, how much is that?
Pay the man, Bird.
I feel like I've missed something.
(SIGHS) Nothing much.
Hey, Ryan, Bird's behind me.
Have you made a move on her yet?
Made a dinner booking for Thursday night.
Real nice Italian place.
(HIGH-PITCHED) You sly dog! I love it!
So, mate, if it keeps on itching, see the doctor, OK?
(LAUGHS) I'm out.
There's, uh... one here for you.
Thanks. How are ya?
Ugh. I'm feeling a little bit flat, really.
You don't look flat.
You look good, like you...
...always look good.
You're such a player.
Me? Yep.
No way.
What are you doing Thursday night?
Uh, well, what are you offering?
Ryan?
I don't believe it.
I've been posted to 'Hammersley'.
(LAUGHS SOFTLY)
Thing is, you're fair game, right? New boy always cops it.
But I'm a midshipman. Oh, come on, mate.
That makes it worse. See, you're a target.
Don't worry about it. I've got your back.
Oh, oh, hey, and any romance with Bird - out the window.
So I'm guessing your godson...
...is not gonna get any special favours.
Exactly.
Treat him as you would any other junior officer under training.
Oh, I won't be that cruel. (CHUCKLES)
Sir.
Dutchy.
Midshipman White reporting for duty, sir.
Welcome aboard, Midshipman.
You remember Dutchy, our Buffer?
Oh, do I... I don't need to do that?
Only on Wednesdays, mate.
Bird, Midshipman White is joining us.
Would you see him to his cabin, please?
Yes, sir. Midshipman.
Seaman. This way.
Your fire and smoke alarm's here,
your motion control alarm's here,
and your electrical systems alarm's here.
Port 10. Steer 070.
Course 070, sir. Very good.
(LAUGHS) I'm not expecting you to memorise everything today.
Tomorrow'll be fine.
Sir, NAVCOM have a Coastwatch report of a suspected FFV.
Those coordinates look familiar.
Isn't that right where that SIEV when down?
XO: Where we found the little girl's body? Yeah.
(TENSE MUSIC)
XO: 2Dads, Dutchy, do a sweep below decks.
Roger, ma'am. Australian Navy!
Sir, will you move forward, please?
Move forward.
Now, sir, are you the master of this vessel?
Yes, yes.
Sir, can you tell me why you are at this location?
Check the forward cabin. SWAIN: What are you doing here?
My name is Masud Aziz. I am alone.
I am looking for my daughter. She was on the boat that sank.
How do you even know these coordinates?
They haven't been released to the public.
I bribe someone.
Do you have some ID?
There's nobody else on board, ma'am.
Masud?
How old is your daughter? She is 10.
Please! The authorities are not telling me anything.
I need to know. Is my daughter OK?
Her name is Jihan.
She is my only daughter. She is all I have.
Sir, we did find the body of a young girl.
But there were no survivors. Swain!
(CRIES) It's his daughter.
He has a right to know. No, you d...
Sir? Sir?
(WEEPS)
Her body is at the Coroner's office.
You... you can go there.
(SOBS) Allahu Akbar!
Allahu Akbar!
(SPEAKS ARABIC)
Allahu Akbar!
Allahu Akbar! (SPEAKS ARABIC)
Robert's informing NAVCOM that the father will be DEMANDING
to formally identify his daughter's body.
Well, it is his daughter, sir. That's not the point.
Details haven't been released.
You shouldn't have said anything.
I'm not arguing with you. You're right.
I'm sorry.
I thought he deserved to know, sir.
I understand how you feel about this, but protocol is protocol.
I recommend the chops. Meat or fish, Midshipman?
Definitely the fish.
Uh, sir?
I spoke to NAVCOM.
The father of that girl's officially been identified.
He, uh... claimed her body earlier today.
Well, that can't have been her father out there, then.
XO: He's long gone.
I still can't believe that Masud is not the father.
His grief was... He was very convincing, Swain.
Are we sure that NAVCOM's got this right?
Swain, the Coroner would not release a body to someone
without concrete ID.
We can safely assume Masud's an impostor.
OK, that's the best frame that we have.
It's taken from 2Dads's helmet cam.
Try to get a profile shot as well.
We'll forward it to NAVCOM.
Can the police charge him with anything?
I don't know.
He had the exact coordinates of a sunken SIEV.
I'd still like to know how he got them.
Swain? Yeah?
Robert said you had some photos. Yeah, I do.
Um... just finished.
Oh, I just thought I might follow up
some avenues of inquiry myself.
Yes, well, in respect of that, I would...
Oh, X? XO: Yeah?
My report on Masud, and photos.
Can you drop them over to NAVCOM, please?
Of course.
Now, where were we?
RO: Uh, sir? Yeah?
Sat phone for you. It's Stuart White.
What? Not good?
No, no. Ryan's father.
Blast from the past.
Stuart?
Think I need a brew.
(LAUGHS SOFTLY) First day that tough?
Charge is serious about me memorising everything?
It's not a gag?
He's not setting me up for something?
2Dads has been freaking you out, hasn't he?
He might've warned me about practical jokes?
Don't worry. No-one is going to prank you.
You're an officer, remember?
In training.
So, do I need to memorise
all the technical stuff for tomorrow?
Oh, yeah. Charge is very serious about that sort of thing.
He'll test you for sure.
What's that for?
Dinner. We're having pizza.
Speaking of which, uh...
...this is done, and I've gotta clean up.
You couldn't do me a small favour, could you?
What?
Well, that dough has to rise,
so while you're on your coffee break,
could you watch it and tell me when it's done?
I guess.
Thanks.
Kate?
Jim! Um...
(LAUGHS NERVOUSLY) I, uh...
Well, I've had more enthusiastic greetings.
No, no, no, no, um... I'm sorry. I didn't mean to, uh...
It's just that I wasn't expecting to see you here.
It's that job... that I've been working on.
Ah.
No escape, really. No.
It's all reports and paperwork. Mm-hm.
What about you? Oh, the same.
You know, I don't think it ever ends.
(HALF-LAUGHS)
Hey, so, uh... heard some news on the grapevine.
Maybe you can confirm or deny.
Yeah, maybe.
Mike Flynn's staying on as CO of 'Hammersley'?
That's a long story.
So... 10 years?
That long?
Actually... 13.
Ryan was 6.
God, that was an ugly time.
Divorce never comes easy.
Um... I heard Ryan was serving on the 'Hammersley'.
And, uh... well, I thought that...
(RUBS HANDS TOGETHER)
(LAUGHS SOFTLY)
Um...
Stuff's been happening for me, Mike.
Well, I've had a bit of bad news.
And, uh...
...uh, cancer.
It was diagnosed about a month ago.
Uh, you know, they're running every test under the sun.
Oh, Stuart...
Apparently, I need a bone marrow transplant.
Oh, mate, that's... that's, um...
Well, the doctor tells me
that the donor needs to be a perfect match,
and the most likely candidate would be Ryan.
Right.
You've asked him?
Uh, no. No, not yet.
Ryan and I... (SIGHS)
...you know, the divorce wasn't pretty.
Yeah, I've tried calling him a few times,
but he doesn't return the calls.
Things were always hard with Ryan, Mike.
You... you want me to talk to him?
Can you?
Yeah, I'd appreciate it if you could.
Oh, I'll ask him right now. Relax.
An hour won't make a difference.
Mind you, not having Mike Flynn in my life
hasn't exactly turned me into a party girl.
Well, not yet, anyway.
(LAUGHS SOFTLY)
(SIGHS)
It's been really good to see you,
but I've got a meeting.
Sure.
Maybe we could do dinner sometime.
That would be very nice.
Good.
Hey, you.
Nice one with the pizza dough. I almost fell for that.
Yeah, don't hold it against me.
Someone had to give you a proper ship's welcome.
Sir.
Bird, would you give Midshipman White and I a moment, please?
(WHISPERS) Spying?
What? Of course not.
Come on, Bird, you can't fool me. I'm a poker player.
Who are you spying on?
So he asked you to ask me?
He didn't have the guts to ask me himself?
He's tried calling you.
Is that what he said?
He only tries to contact me when he wants something.
He doesn't care about me.
He feels that because of your strained relationship...
Relationship?!
There is no relationship!
Oh, you've got problems.
Oh!
He wasn't there for me as a kid.
Now I'm returning the favour.
So tell him no.
Sir.
What just happened?
Nothing. Everything's cool.
Ryan?
So he refused?
Point-blank.
Problem is, now what do I tell Stuart?
I think this is a conversation you have to have with Maxine.
(SIGHS) I don't even know
if she's aware of Stuart's problems.
And...
...I trust your judgement.
Thank you.
How did Maxine seem to you at NAVCOM?
Normal.
Though I didn't hang around for a heart-to-heart.
I just dropped off the Masud file and left.
Right. You were ashore a while, then.
Yeah, I bumped into Jim Roth,
and we ended up having some lunch.
Oh, that's nice. Yeah.
He's busy at the moment with this terrorist thing, you know.
Oh, I can imagine.
Yeah.
But, regarding Ryan...
...his reluctance might have something to do with the test.
How so?
Well, I've heard that it's not exactly pleasant,
the procedure.
You think he might be afraid?
Well, he might just need someone to hold his hand.
Kate, I knew I could count on you.
Can you please use the cab in the front, please, sir?
Look, I got your details from the Coroner's office.
You attended this morning and identified the body...
You're the father.
What do you want?
My daughter... she was my future.
But now...
...I have no future.
My cousins, uncles...
...all gone.
So you are, um... You are Iraqi?
Mate! I am almost Aussie now.
You know, those people on the boat,
they were fleeing persecution,
but this country doesn't recognise them as refugees.
After all, Iraq is free and democratic now, right?
If I ask you a simple question,
do you feel like being honest with me this time?
Of course I will.
This was my daughter's.
It is the symbol of the tree of life.
Yeah.
She was holding it in her hand when we found her.
Was there anything else you found on her?
It would really mean a lot
if there was anything else, please.
I'm... I'm... I'm sorry.
But, I mean, everything went down with the boat.
I know you don't have a lot of reason
to trust me right now.
But, please, I'm... I'm not lying.
Do you have any children?
Yeah.
Yeah, I have a daughter.
And would you swear on her life you are telling me the truth?
I swear to you on my daughter's life
I'm not lying, and I will not lie to you again.
OK?
Salim, I... I also need your help.
Yes?
There was a man on another boat today, near where the SIEV sank.
What man?
That's what I'm trying to determine.
He called himself 'Masud'.
I... I have these photos.
Do you... do you recognise him?
(POIGNANT MUSIC)
(SPEAKS FARSl)
What? What... what is it?
This man, I... I knew we shouldn't have trusted him.
I knew there was something wrong.
Who is he?
He's the person who arranged safe passage
for my daughter, for my uncle, my cousins, for everybody.
So he's a people smuggler.
How did you find the real father?
I pulled a favour from a friend at the Coroner's office.
Well, did he tell you anything else about the people smuggler?
Yeah, well, he's an Australian Iraqi.
He's organised at least half a dozen boatloads of Iraqis.
For Salim himself three years ago.
Salim only knows him as Masud Aziz,
and if he's got any more contact details than that,
he's certainly not sharing them with me.
So ask Salim why this bloke was at the site of the sinking.
Well, I did, but he... Oh, sorry, boss. Hang on.
Salim! Salim, wait!
Hey, where are you going? To get justice.
No, wait. Listen, OK? We can help you.
We can bring this man down. You think you can.
But I don't trust your system.
I don't trust your laws. Just need you to be patient.
There is something more going on here.
Salim!
(PHONE RINGS)
Uh, sorry, boss. You still there?
Swain, what the hell's going on?
Look, I'm not entirely sure.
He's very upset and he's just taken off in a hurry.
I just hope he's not about to do something desperate.
OK, get back to the ship ASAP. We need to find Masud's boat.
Yeah, alright. I'm on my way.
BIRD: Well, you must hate your father a lot, then.
RYAN: I hardly know him these days.
Yeah, Ryan, this... this is a big deal.
You might be his last hope.
Why are you doing this? You don't know him.
Yeah, but I know you.
Do you think you can live with yourself
if he dies and you did nothing?
You know, I like it better
when I'm the midshipman and you're the seaman, OK?
So you do this all the time, then?
Just cut yourself off from people who care about you?
Where are you going?
Um... for a walk. Not now you're not.
We're sailing in 10 minutes. Back on board.
I'll be one sec.
Seaman Bird, I said we're sailing in 10 minutes!
Welcome back.
The boat Masud was on has a legitimate registration,
but it's not berthed at its home port.
And Masud's home address is a fake.
So he might've skipped the country by now.
Maybe. But he was out here for a reason.
It's worth sweeping the area one more time.
Sir, we've got contact, bearing 289.
Where the SIEV went down?
No. It's on a similar course.
It's about 50 miles south of that boat's last position.
It's 12 miles inside the contiguous zone, sir.
MIKE: Prepare a boarding party, X.
Yes, sir.
Hands to boarding stations.
Permission to join the boarding party, sir.
Permission granted.
Dutchy, show him where to kit up.
DUTCHY: This way. Ryan?
I want you to stay on the RHIB, understand?
Yes, sir.
Sir, I'm getting a transponder signal,
but it's on an old unused frequency.
Do you usually listen to unused frequencies?
Yes.
I... I regularly check all of the reception parameters.
This is the signal. (ELECTRONIC SCREECHING)
But it contains no information. It's just a tone.
Alright, turn it off, Robert. It's distracting.
Really?
Yes! Turn it off!
(TURNS OFF SIGNAL)
Vessel on my starboard bow,
this is Australian warship 'Hammersley'.
You are to stop or heave to. We intend to board you.
DUTCHY: Australian Navy!
Stay there.
Australian Navy! Where is the master?!
Stay here and look after these people. Where is the master?
Sir, just stay where you are. Dutchy.
Ladies, just stay. It's alright.
Move over that way. Move over that way.
Come to the front. Come to the front of the boat.
Sir, are you the master? Yes, I am.
Yes, can you explain
what your business is in these waters, sir?
Hello, hello, hello. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
It's for you! Briefcase on the ground, sir.
It's for you! Sir, no, stay back!
Sir, put the briefcase on the ground!
Put it on the ground. On the ground.
No, no, don't open it! No, no!
We can't accept this, sir.
2Dads, Bird, in here.
And you'll have to explain where you got it.
Just put it over on the table, please.
Pick it up. Yep. On the table.
Check below. Alright, you stay there.
Please sit down. Bird.
MIKE ON RADIO: How much?!
Gotta be a couple hundred thousand at least.
Whoo.
Search the boat from top to bottom.
Very carefully.
It's already happening, sir.
No, no, no, no. Sir! Sir, sit down, sit down.
Is there something in here you don't want us to see?
Wow.
These look old.
XO: What's he doing with all of this?
It's not just costume jewellery? Personal items?
Definitely not, sir.
Whatever this stuff is, it's valuable.
And who's claiming ownership? I asked.
Everyone went very quiet.
Oh, I recognise this one.
This one is the tree of life, yeah?
That's right, the tree of life?
It's important. Please, be careful.
It's yours? It belongs to you?
We're the guardians. What does that mean?
Iraq is lawless. Gangs loot our treasures.
We're keeping them safe, taking them far away
until Iraq is secure,
until they can be returned to our homeland.
(PEOPLE SCREAM)
What the hell was that?
2DADS: Fire! What is it, 2Dads?
Ritchy, get the RHIB in here! I need the first aid.
Charge, second RHIB. Yes. Onto it.
Stand-by to launch port RHIB.
RO: Sir, I'm still receiving that signal.
It's definitely coming from the SIEV.
More important things to worry about, RO.
Alright, alright. Get back. Get back.
2DADS: Bird, get out! OK, everybody.
Is there a fire extinguisher on board?
Stay calm. We can put this out.
Just get 'em outta here. Go on, go.
The back of the boat! Go to the back of the boat!
Keep those people away from the edge.
(PEOPLE COUGH)
Fire, fire, fire, fire!
We need a fire extinguisher!
ASAP! Give us the extinguisher!
Take us in. Take us in.
Calm down! Calm down!
You OK? You OK?
XO: Is that feeling better?
Alright.
(USES FIRE EXTINGUISHER)
(COUGHS)
XO ON RADIO: We're evacuating
the last of the refugees now, sir.
MIKE ON RADIO: Roger that.
Charge and RO are on their way to help out.
Copy that, 'Hammersley'.
2DADS: Got it? Got it.
Fire's out. Superficial damage only, X.
Right, do we have any idea what caused this yet?
Yeah, this.
It's an incendiary device.
It's parts of the timer, anyway.
No-one noticed this before?
No. Hidden in the panelling near the fuel tank.
There's no fire extinguishers on board.
If we hadn't been here... Fuel tanks would've ignited.
This boat'd be gone. Someone really wanted this to go down.
Where's the radio transmitter on this boat?
DUTCHY: There isn't one.
Yeah, well, that's impossible because I'm getting a signal.
(ELECTRONIC WARBLING)
That's weird.
(ELECTRONIC BEEPING)
Interesting.
OK. It's broadcasting on 121.5 MHz.
It's a constant transponder signal.
Why would you send out a signal
if you were sneaking into our waters?
OK.
People smuggler, Masud, plants a bomb,
bomb explodes, boat goes down.
What happens when this hits the water?
Well, it's an electrical device.
It'll short out, signal will stop.
If Masud is monitoring this signal,
then he will know the exact point where the vessel sank
and where to find this.
Then he dives down to retrieve the treasure.
That first SIEV...
...was on fire before it sank.
What if that wasn't an accident either?
Gonna get the boss.
So I can't find anything, and I look up through the smoke,
and here's Ryan coming through,
like slow-motion, like the cavalry.
This guy is a keeper, sir.
I know what you're gonna say. I should've stayed on the RHIB.
I recall that was the order.
They needed the fire extinguisher,
and everyone else had their hands full.
So I hear.
You showed initiative, Ryan.
Sometimes, that's a good thing.
Sometimes, it's a liability.
Yes, sir.
Next time...
...do the same thing.
Thank you, sir.
Uh, sir? Have a word? Dutchy, you, too, when you're ready.
(ELECTRONIC BEEPING)
And if we're right, Masud is out there somewhere,
waiting for that boat to sink.
DUTCHY: So why don't we just switch this thing off
and let Masud come straight to us?
Do it.
(BEEPING STOPS)
Done.
OK, we'll set course for 20 nautical miles north-west,
lie low, and see if this Masud takes the bait.
In the meantime, something else has come up.
There's more?
Well, this was the object we found in the dead girl's hand.
Inquiries have led all the way to the National Gallery.
Turns out it's from the Baghdad Museum.
It's worth around half a million dollars.
All these items were looted from the museum
during the last Iraq war.
See, some of these things are in that case.
They're worth around 10 times more than this boat.
I... I can't comprehend this guy.
I mean, he loads people onto a boat carrying the treasure.
Old people, children.
I mean, that little girl, for goodness sakes.
And he knows he's gonna sink it. He's gonna kill them all.
I mean, even the master that he's employed.
That is a certain kind of sick. CHARGE: Contact, sir.
Bearing 292. It's on a direct line for our target area.
That's gotta be Masud. We might've gotten lucky.
X?
XO: Captain has the ship.
Anything?
Not yet.
Sir, we have a second boat on the radar.
And this one's moving faster than the first.
It's joining it right on the coordinates we predicted.
How long till we intercept? Nine minutes.
Uh, sir?
Can't make any sense of this.
Looks like Masud's already been boarded.
That's him in a wetsuit.
Oh, my God. That's Salim.
The man you spoke to?
Yeah.
The girl's real father.
X, prepare a boarding party. Yes, sir.
Now, X... feelings are running high here,
so just play it by the book, OK?
Will do.
What are they doing with that?
X, get that RHIB over there now.
XO: 2Dads, you get ready to board!
Roger, ma'am.
S ALIM: You murderer! You liar! MAS UD: I have done nothing!
Australian Navy! You release that man!
This man killed our people.
You murdered my daughter! You stay back! Stay back!
Australian Navy! Release that man!
Salim! Salim, don't do this!
Don't do this! What? Why?
You are going to talk to me about justice?
This is justice! MAS UD: I am innocent!
I am innocent! Salim! Salim!
Salim, release him! Release him, OK?
He will be punished, I promise you.
But if you do this, you will go to prison.
Do you think any of us care if we go to prison?! Huh?!
Our lives are over because of this animal!
This man is innocent until he is proven guilty!
Now you release him! Oh, what innocent?!
You are so naive, lady!
No, no! Do you... Do you think he's innocent?
Remember our agreement.
Did this man take my daughter's life away?
The truth, please.
Yes, I believe he did.
(SHOUTS) No, no, release this man!
OK, stop, stop! We're talking. We will use force!
We will talk. We will talk. Look.
Weapon on the ground, OK?
Swain, what are you doing?! You and me.
We will talk. Stay back.
OK. Ma'am, please. Please.
DUTCHY: Swain. Move back, please. Please!
Alright, Dutchy, lower your weapon.
RYAN: What's he doing?
He's taking a risk.
He's crazy. RO: Yeah, that's Swain for you.
He's always going out on a limb for strangers.
I would never do that.
Charge, we have to send a second RHIB.
Aye, sir. Hands to boarding stations.
Off you go. Hands to boarding stations.
Swain, move back. Just wait, Dutchy. Wait!
Listen to me. Listen to me. OK, this... this is not justice.
OK? This is revenge. Salim, listen to me, OK?
You have to honour the memory of your daughter, yeah? Jihan?
She would want you to have a future.
OK? She would want you to do the right thing.
Not this thing.
OK, so please.
PLEASE!
Yeah? OK.
OK, move back, move back!
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. XO: He's got a knife!
See?! See, I am not your prisoner!
Arggh! Release the rope!
I'm OK, I'm OK. Wait!
DUTCHY: Salim, you release that rope now
or I swear to God I'll blow your head off.
Salim!
(CHOKES)
(DESPERATELY) Please.
Let go.
Down on the deck, sir! Get down on the deck now!
XO: You, sir, get down on the ground! Right down on the deck!
Hands where I can see them now!
Don't move!
(TEARFULLY) He killed my daughter.
He killed my daughter! I know.
He killed my daughter.
He killed my daughter!
2Dads said you were a target?
I've been sweating ever since.
No-one's gonna be dumb enough to play some prank on you.
Everyone knows you're my godson.
I hadn't thought about it like that.
OK, one for you. Oh, thanks, Dad.
You sure you don't want a coffee?
No, thanks. I'm tense enough already.
Hey, um... Mike, I gotta say
I'm absolutely stoked and everything,
but you didn't have to go and do
that bone marrow test as well, mate.
Oh, why not? Ryan needed company.
Yeah, as if. Well, it's a long shot.
But who knows? I might be a match.
We're the same star sign.
I couldn't stop him. He outranks me.
Thanks, mate.
Seriously, both of you, I really appreciate it.
It means a lot to me.
Stuart?
Oh...
(POIGNANT MUSIC)
SWAIN: Hello, princess!
What are you doing answering the phone?
Well, I know you're a very big girl now.
That's right. Yeah.
No, no, no, don't get Mummy.
It was you I wanted to talk to, anyway.
Yeah.
How are you? What have you been doing today?
Sorry? You've been drawing a what?
A red elephant.
I didn't know that elephants were red.
I thought that...
Oh, well, my mistake.
(LAUGHS) Clearly.
Uh-huh.
And what colour are his shoes, baby?
Mm-hm.
Uh... my numbers haven't come up.
Neither of us are a match?
But I'm his son.
Even so, it doesn't guarantee compatibility.
We're just gonna have to keep looking elsewhere.
I'm sorry. Oh, it's alright.
Bit of a let-down, that's all.
We'll keep checking all the interstate registers,
scan all the new donors.
Apart from that, it's a waiting game.
OK. Well, come on, Dad.
Let's get something stronger than a coffee.
Done. Hey, thanks, Doc. Appreciate it.
Harriet, I, uh... There must be something else we can do?
If it was you and Ryan, we wouldn't have a problem.
You and Ryan - perfect match.