XO: I thought the police would be here to meet us.
MIKE: Here's Swain.
A local cop is in hospital on the mainland.
Apparently the prisoner we're transporting put him there.
This prisoner being Barry Rozelle?
Yeah, the locals call him the Stokes Island Monster.
XO: That's not exactly PC
when he's being transported for psychiatric assessment, is it?
I don't think the folks around here are the PC type.
Where's this Rozelle now? On his way.
He's under citizen's arrest.
RYAN: A ute?
I would've thought a dangerous criminal
at least deserved an armoured car.
They can't be serious.
How long do you think he's been like that for?
SWAIN: Apparently he's violent and unpredictable.
Took a cop's ear off with his teeth.
These guys said they'd like to tie a slab around his neck
and throw him off the end of the wharf.
DUTCHY: Prisoner coming through.
DUTCHY: Turn around.
OK, let's start by getting that sack off him.
I've never seen anything more degrading.
Dutchy, get rid of that fencing wire.
You sure, ma'am? The boss said to keep him restrained.
OK.
While he's under navy watch,
he'll be restrained in a manner that is humane and dignified.
Arggh! Hey, hey!
Don't do that. You alright?
He get you? Yeah, no, I'm OK.
Just make sure that he's well secured.
Yes, ma'am.
Legs together.
I said, "Legs together." SWAIN: Your other arm.
Uh, permission to take lunch to the prisoner, sir?
No, denied. No.
I've asked Swain to take a meal to him. He's on his way now.
Thanks, Bird.
(DOOR OPENS)
Alright, you must be getting hungry by now, huh?
Alright, this could be a little awkward,
but, uh, if you cooperate,
you'll make it easier on both of us, alright?
Hey.
Ma'am, correct protocols
were followed in restraining the prisoner
and a continuous recorded surveillance was maintained.
And you've watched this whole tape?
Yes, ma'am, and there's nothing to indicate a point
where the prisoner actually died.
And at no point was he sedated? No, ma'am.
Was any excessive force used
before the tape started rolling, Bosun?
No, ma'am.
Thank you, petty officers. That'll be all.
Could you please wait outside?
Yes, ma'am.
This could be very damaging.
You'll see no implication for 'Hammersley's crew.
Not in a legal sense,
but it could be seen as a failure in duty of care.
A death in custody, ma'am. Exactly.
If the press start using those words,
we'll find ourselves in a PR nightmare.
The island's medical clinic has requested a supply drop-off.
I want 'Hammersley' to do it.
Think of it as a public relations exercise.
Understood.
Thank you. That's all.
I'll be right behind you.
(EXHALES)
Max, are you free for a drink tonight?
I've got something I'd like to discuss.
Sure.
She scares me, mate.
See the way she stared at me about the physical thing?
Hey, isn't that that ASIO spook?
DUTCHY: Miss Cruise!
Miss Cruise?
Last time we spoke, you said I was a security risk,
but my file is confidential so I've gotta wonder...
(ELEVATOR BELL RINGS)
So how do you know what's in it?
Miss Cruise, you can't just tell a man he's a security risk
and not give him a reason why.
What made you access my file in the first place?
Am I that interesting to you?
There's nothing in my file
that makes me a security risk...
...unless you know something that I don't.
Who said your classification had anything to do with your file?
I'll never forget my introduction
to the delights of a good red.
What was it? A shiraz?
1988 Coonawarra.
You said it tasted like cherries.
So we got through two bottles.
(CHUCKLES)
And then I told you about how my dog died,
then I think I started crying.
We can blame that particular night on the grape.
Hey, Max, I was wondering...
Yes?
This is awkward.
The thing is... It's weird, actually.
It's about the bone marrow test.
Ryan and I are a match...
...and he and his father aren't.
Have you ever considered the possibility that...
...I could be Ryan's father?
Mike, there's no chance.
I did the sums a long time ago. Ryan is not your son.
Great.
I know you would have told me.
It's just that I never asked. lunderstand.
This calls for another drink. Mmm.
Yes?
I've heard you're a man who knows his way around the internet.
Would you steal a car? Huh?
Would you steal a bag? Would you steal a TV?
If this is about illegal downloads, I'm not interested.
No, no, no. I just want to borrow your research skills.
What for?
Some top-secret research.
What kind of research?
I want you to gather some information for me
on the spook, Madelaine Cruise.
I take it that this isn't the kind of information
that would be readily available on the ASIO website?
Exactly.
So you want me to hack into
the country's national intelligence organisation?
Yes.
Risk my security clearance just to get information
on some woman who snubbed you?
Is that right? (GROANS) Alright.
If it's a big deal and you think you'll get caught...
Who said I was gonna get caught?
So you'll do it? I didn't say that.
In fact, I don't remember ever having this conversation.
You sure you're happy with that course, Midshipman?
Yes, sir.
You planning on going under or over that sandbar?
(CHUCKLES)
Sir, Operation Build a Bridge is ready to go.
Swain and I will do the supply drop to the clinic.
Dutchy's gonna organise RHIB rides for whoever wants them.
Very good. (CLEARS THROAT LOUDLY)
Oh, and 2Dads and Charge have very kindly offered
to visit the local primary school
to spread some navy cheer.
Your plan is to pass red-to-red at 1.5 miles?
RYAN: Beginning at five miles distance.
Make it 10 - don't want to scare them.
Sir? Very good, X.
Sir.
X.
Word from NAVCOM is Barry Rozelle died from an aneurysm
related to a tumour pressing on his brain.
Cancer? Could that explain his convulsions, do you think?
MIKE: Maybe. At any rate, it gets us off the hook.
So he was dying and nobody cared?
Nobody knew. The cancer was undiagnosed.
We still doing the PR thing, sir?
Yes, 2Dads, we are.
OK, good. I still get to visit the school, then.
CHARGE: If you're thinking of challenging
the local kids to a game of poker,
you have sunk to a new low.
I can't help it if no-one will play on this boat with me.
You're all a bunch of chickens. I'll play with ya.
What? I know my way around a game of Texas hold 'em.
I can take him. You're a brave man, Mids.
Here's a word of advice -
make the stakes edible.
(MUTTERS CHEERFULLY)
Hi.
Hello.
Can I help you?
Yes, we're waiting to see Dr Wallace.
Oh, of course you are.
McGregor and Blake - the sailors with the drugs.
Oh, Ruby, that is beautiful!
How about that?
Do... do you know where he is? You're looking at him.
John Wallace, GP.
Come along, then. I got patients waiting.
The storeroom's out the back.
Do you know what these drugs are for?
Yeah, they're, um, chemotherapy.
Hey, Doctor, the young cancer patient in there...
Ruby Johnson? Are you treating her?
Well, I'm giving her all the right drugs.
Will she recover? Not likely.
So why is she not on the mainland
in a hospital having treatment?
I'm doing my best for her.
You know the man that we transported, Barry Rozelle?
The Monster?
He died of a brain tumour. Apparently it was undiagnosed.
Do you know what kind of tumour?
No, I don't.
Doctor, I'll just need your signature on that inventory.
There's something in the water, Lieutenant.
What are you talking about?
The cancer - it's the water. What makes you think that?
'Cause I've been working in this community for a decade
and in medicine for 30 years
and I've never seen so much cancer.
And you think that it's in the drinking water here?
The ocean. It's full of toxins.
Don't swim in it, don't eat anything from it.
I can't save you if you do.
Doctor! This equipment - is it medical equipment?
(SCOFFS) You could say that.
It's my distillery. I make rum.
(CHUCKLES) For medicinal purposes.
XO: That little girl, she should be receiving proper treatment.
Well, she's having chemotherapy.
I suppose that's all the doctor can do.
Huh, 'doctor'? He's an alcoholic.
You could smell the booze on him.
Oh, unpleasant. Incompetent.
He failed to diagnose Barry Rozelle's brain tumour
and then he says you can catch cancer from fish.
Sir, there's contact on the radar, possible FFV.
How far? Just over the horizon.
It's stationary. Could have longlines in the water.
Let's see if we can get a visual,
confirm it's a fishing vessel.
X, stand by with a boarding party.
DUTCHY: Can't see anything. XO: Any movement?
Nothing, X. OK. Dutchy, check the hold.
Swain and 2Dads, with me. SWAIN: Yes, ma'am.
2DADS: Australian Navy! DUTCHY: Australian Navy!
Australian Navy!
Hello? SWAIN: Hello!
Apa kabar?
(GROANS) Hey.
Apa kabar?
(COUGHS) (SPEAKS BAHAS A INDONESIAN)
XO: Hello?
Hello? Do you speak any English?
Hey, Swain, what is wrong with these men?
I don't know, ma'am. It could be a virus or gastro maybe.
But that wouldn't explain these rashes.
It looks like these guys just had lunch.
Maybe there IS something in the water, X.
MIKE: Thanks, Laurie.
MAN: Gangway!
Come on, guys. Stop gassing. We need to get this stuff stowed.
2DADS: Put your clipboard down. DUTCHY: Shut up.
Hey, RO, how you going with that little research project?
I have no idea what you're talking about.
I am nearly done here.
Sir. Word from the hospital?
The men are responding to rehydration.
I think they're gonna be OK. Not cancer, then?
No. For a moment, I thought Dr Wallace was on to something.
I even recommended that Fisheries
conduct some further testings on the waters around Stokes Island.
Boss, visitor's on his way.
XO: Ah! This must be Jason Merritt.
At least we know Fisheries took your report seriously.
If there is something wrong,
this is the guy that's gonna find it.
MAN: So you can see here three varieties of algal bloom
recorded and charted over a five-year period.
How soon after we drop you at Stokes Island
can you get results from the water there?
I'll have an early idea as soon as
I run samples through the testing kit.
Tonight, then?
Probably, but my prediction
is that cyanobacteria caused the problem.
Um...
Oh, sorry. Cyanobacteria is also known as blue-green algae.
XO: Oh.
We've been charting fluctuations in the area
for five years.
Is there a chance that, uh,
this blue-green algae is a carcinogen?
You been talking to Dr Wallace?
You know him? Only by reputation.
Well, he thinks there is something in the water
causing unusually high levels of cancer in the community there.
He's a drunk.
And yet the fishermen who we found,
they were made very sick from eating the fish in that area.
The symptoms of acute blue-green algae poisoning
include intestinal cramping and respiratory difficulty
as well as skin irritation like you saw in the fishermen,
but not related to cancer.
(KNOCK AT DOOR) Game on?
Mate, I thought you'd wimped out on me.
What? And miss an opportunity to clean up? No chance.
Ohh-ho-ho! So we're playing for matchsticks, are we?
100 of them. Absolutely, mate.
Ryan, Ryan, Ryan, how are you gonna keep the girl
when you keep tossing your money away like this?
What girl? Come on, mate.
I live in Goat Central too, yeah?
You mean Bird.
You get caught maintaining a relationship on the boat
and you're gonna be out on your ear.
Just letting you know. We're not in a relationship.
Yeah, right. Don't worry, buddy.
I'll look after you, just after I kick your arse.
You're not considering gambling, are you, 2Dads?
No, sir. No, I wouldn't dream of it.
Not for a million dollars, sir.
(CHUCKLES)
Ooh! Small blind. Let's go.
Where's our guest? You abandon him already, RO?
Ugh, he's on his way up,
but I warn you he is not very interesting.
(SCOFFS) (PHONE RINGS)
MIKE: Make yourself at home, Jason.
I won't get in your way.
X, I've got Dr Wallace on the line for you.
OK, put it on speaker, RO. You sure about that, ma'am?
He seems, um... fairly intoxicated.
No, go ahead.
Dr Wallace.
(ON SPEAKER) I heard about the fishermen.
They had algal poisoning.
Don't you believe it. Huh, it's rubbish!
Dr Wallace, are you alright? You sound a little tired.
(SPEAKS SLOWLY) I'm fine.
Come and see me, Lieutenant. I have evidence!
What sort of evidence?
Heavy metal in the water, toxic waste causing the cancer.
Come and see me. I'll prove it to you.
(KNOCK AT DOOR)
Yes? Hey. Finished yet?
I thought this was supposed to be secret research.
It is.
Get in.
You could try and be a little more clandestine.
OK, now, Operation P&O is go.
'Operation P&O'? It's a code.
Uh, Madelaine 'Cruise', 'P&O'.
Oh, cruise ship, yeah, right. What have you found out?
I've managed to tap into ASIO's secure site.
(COMPUTER CRACKLES AND FIZZES)
What happened?
What's it say?
What? It just fried my hard drive.
What?!
Your little project just killed my computer.
Operation P&O?
Why don't you guys see what's biting?
You don't want us to tag along?
I think the doctor wanted to see me on my own.
XO: Ah, Doctor.
I've got the data ready to show you.
Come on, follow me.
Can you tell me about this evidence you have?
I've got data on arsenic, mercury, beryllium.
In the water?!
I've done the tests myself. The water's toxic.
People swim in it, they fish from it and it's killing them.
But where do you think the toxins...
Where are they coming from?
My guess is mining tailings.
I wasn't aware there was any
mining industry around this area.
Ocean dumping, Lieutenant.
Happens all the time in Asia.
Well, now it's happening here.
(PEOPLE SCREAM AND YELL)
Is there anyone inside?
Are you sure there's no patients or children in there?
We hadn't yet reopened after lunch. There's no-one else.
My distillery!
No, leave... leave the distillery! Leave it!
That still's been tampered with.
You tell that to your insurance company
because I don't think they're gonna believe you.
You right, X? Yeah, yeah, I'm OK.
See if you can save the rest.
Somebody wanted to destroy the evidence.
Somebody knew it was hidden behind the still.
The Fisheries Department, they have conducted tests
and they have found nothing to support your accusations.
It's a cover-up!
And now my own evidence is destroyed, my own data.
Convenient.
I did some research on your Monster.
He wasn't a monster. His name was Barry Rozelle.
His tumour was extremely rare -
only 43 reported cases in the whole world.
Well, that is extremely unlucky.
Ruby Johnson has the same tumour.
Is she just unlucky too?
Are you saying that she could end up like that?
It's possible.
And you believe that the only explanation for the tumours
are the toxins in the water?
I'm certain.
I... I can't do anything more, Lieutenant,
not with somebody trying to kill me.
Wait a minute. I've got something to give you.
What is that? It's a basic water tester.
It tests for chemical residue.
I got it on eBay. It's simple enough to use.
Oh, no, you're not giving up.
What about Ruby? I'm sorry, Kate.
Ruby's best chance for justice lies with you.
DUTCHY: Get back, please.
MIKE: So he just took off?
XO: He genuinely believes he was targeted by someone.
I don't know, X. I took a look at that still.
It was dodgy as - basically an explosion waiting to happen.
But he claimed that it was sabotaged.
Yeah, he's just trying to cover his own negligence.
You could've been killed.
It might be best for you to leave this alone now, Kate.
The appropriate authorities are investigating.
But it can't be a coincidence that little Ruby Johnson
has the same very rare form of cancer
that killed Barry Rozelle.
What if the doctor really did have something?
Then he would've found another way
to ensure the truth got out.
Look, Jason Merritt's testing the water.
If the doctor's suspicions are correct,
he'll return with some interesting results.
(KNOCK AT DOOR) SWAIN: Sir.
Dr Wallace has put in a request
for emergency transportation to Cairns Hospital.
Apparently Ruby Johnson has taken a turn for the worse.
MIKE: Organise to have the patient come on board.
X, get in touch with Jason Merritt.
Tell him if he wants a ride he'll need to leave now.
XO: Yes, sir.
MAN: Special sea duty men and cable party close up,
assume damage control, state three - condition Voyage.
Is she gonna be OK, Swain?
She's one sick kid.
It just doesn't seem fair, does it?
What's with the long face?
Oh, I'm just a man looking forward
to a low-cholesterol, low-GI meal.
Bird's got brown rice on especially for me.
(LAUGHS) Carb me up, Bird. Chippies for me!
Uh, no can do. I just gave the last lot to Ryan.
Hey, you're lucky you're even getting lunch at all,
the way you ripped him off in poker.
(MAN ON LOUDSPEAKER SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY)
Making it a little bit obvious, aren't ya?
What? You and Bird.
If she keeps doing you favours, sticking up for you,
soon everyone is gonna know you are on.
For the last time, we're not on.
Mate, losing your money to the best poker player on this tub -
that's inevitable.
Losing your job because of a girl -
that's just plain dumb.
Don't say I didn't tell ya.
Maintain course and speed.
You always head off in a rush or just today?
We've got a sick child on board.
I hope you had time to finish your testing.
There's no more mercury in these fish
than you'll find at your local fish and chip shop.
Other trace metals? All clear.
I saw John Wallace this morning.
His research
returned evidence of heavy metal residue in the sea water.
He showed you this evidence? Because he doesn't have any.
John Wallace should stick to what he knows best -
medicine and moonshine.
You know about his distillery? I thought you'd never met him.
The man has a reputation.
I didn't see his evidence
because it was destroyed by fire.
He thinks that somebody tampered with his still.
Can you come with me? There's something I'd like you to see.
XO: Her name is Ruby.
She is seven years old and she is being treated for cancer.
And if that's not bad enough,
her type of cancer will cause her to experience convulsions
and fits of psychotic violence
until she finally dies of a brain aneurysm.
And very rare. There's only 50 known cases in the world.
And two of those came from Stokes Island.
It's got nothing to do with me.
Dr Wallace thinks there's someone in Fisheries
covering up evidence of what is going on out there.
I know nothing about that.
The only people who knew about
my meeting with Dr Wallace were my crewmates and you.
You saying I had something to do with the fire?
I think you told someone about my meeting with Wallace, yeah.
I don't know what you're talking about.
You are a liar!
If you know anything at all about what is going on
you have a responsibility to say so
because right now there is a price being paid
and that price is that little girl's life.
Uh...
RO, I need you to conduct some research for me.
Are you serious?
I thought I asked you to leave
Wallace's ocean-dumping theory alone.
But you also said that if the doctor
really believes his theory to be correct,
he will find a means to prove it.
Yes. So maybe that means is me.
So I take it you're not buying Jason's results?
No, not for a minute, but I guarantee somebody else is
because whoever is dumping this waste,
they need somebody to cover their tracks.
Even if you're right,
hundreds of ships must transit past Stokes Island every year.
Yeah, but not all of those ships would've been transiting
over five years ago when the cancer first started to appear.
OK, but narrowing it down to a few possible suspects
is still needle-in-a-haystack stuff.
Which is exactly why I have Robert on the job.
(INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER)
Oi! What are you doing?
This isn't funny anymore. What's your problem?
I had a pack of cards. Now I don't.
Someone's pilfered them. I doubt it.
You're the only casino bogan around here, mate.
Maybe someone staged an intervention.
Or maybe it was your monkey.
Uh, ma'am? Mm-hm?
I've got something. Oh, that was quick.
Thank you. Um...
So, I've got six vessels that transit Stokes Island
that were also transiting over five years ago.
Well done. Uh, there's more.
The foreign flag palm oil trader
is 10 kilometres off Stokes Island.
It's in the shipping lane now.
Sir?
(TENSE MUSIC)
MAN: Australian Navy, welcome.
What can I do for you?
You the master of the vessel? Sure am.
Your vessel has been selected for a random inspection,
so we'll need to see your logbooks
and check that your cargo's in order, sir.
Oh, that's no probs.
2Dads! Ma'am?
Wanna grab the logbooks and the manifest?
Ma'am. We'll take a look around here.
So maybe we could start with these tanks.
Sure. Thank you.
It's only palm oil.
2DADS: Oh, hello there.
Palm oil in these, ma'am.
Seems to be in order, ma'am. Give me a look.
Are you expecting to be in Cairns on schedule, Captain?
Oh, maybe. Oh?
Oh, a little bit behind with this hold-up.
This one's empty. That's maintenance. Two tanks.
It's in the log.
Everything seems to be in order here.
Thank you very much for your time.
We'll be off. Thank you.
DUTCHY: Sorry, X. No contaminated water.
Just palm oil. It was just a hunch.
BILL LAWRY ON TV: Very excited Sydney Cricket Ground.
Regardless, the result has been a wonderful...
(KNOCK AT DOOR)
You're required at NAVCOM 1700.
Second floor. What for?
You told them I tried to hack into the ASIO site, didn't you?
No, I didn't. But if I'm asked, I'll tell them everything.
Petty Officer?
You any good with computers? I'm not completely useless.
Why?
So you might be able to help me sort out a security situation?
Involving computers? Yes.
Possibly.
But I thought you considered me a security risk.
I do.
I'd like you to tell me exactly what motivated you
to hack into a secure website.
You thought I wouldn't find out?
I'm not sure why you're accusing ME of it.
Would you prefer me to drag your radio officer in here
and strip him of his security clearance?
No, ma'am.
I have no doubt you put him up to it.
And I'd like to know why.
Well, you keep telling me I'm a security risk,
but you don't give me a reason why.
And you think snooping
around confidential information is a way of finding out?
I have a right to know what you have on me.
What I have on you is your fatal flaw.
My what?
Your extracurricular activities.
You mean my social life? You're hardly discreet.
(CHUCKLES) My personal life does not interfere with my job.
Your affair with that woman who murdered her husband
almost cost you your job.
Not to mention your freedom. You know about that?
I know more than you realise.
Including a man of your inclination is an easy target.
How many late-night confessions have you made?
It's a shame that your Achilles
is the very thing that makes you so attractive.
You've got me all wrong. I doubt that.
If I tested you, I'm sure you'd fail.
(MOBILE PHONE RINGS)
Kate McGregor. MERRITT ON PHONE: Lieutenant?
Yes. Who's this?
Jason Merritt.
Braxton Mining's gone too far.
I need to speak with you. Give me the details.
It's too involved to get into over the phone.
Meet me tonight and I'll tell you everything.
OK, where? Somewhere public.
Iggy's Pub. How's 8:00?
I'll see you then.
(GENTLE ROCK MUSIC PLAYS)
(CAR ENGINE REVS, TYRES SCREECH)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
They're calling it suicide? He had the gun in his hand.
But why would he go to the trouble of organising
a meeting with me if he was planning to kill himself?
If Jason was taking bribes from a mining company
or involved in some kind of a cover-up,
he would've been under huge pressure.
Maybe somebody just got to him before he could talk.
It's a possibility.
Hey. Hey.
Why the long face, X?
You know that feeling you get
when you're close to something but you can't quite touch it?
Yeah! It's called "the chase". I love it.
But what about when it just all seems too hard?
I reckon the hard part comes after the chase,
when everything gets all boring.
I guess the trick is not to give up.
(MOBILE PHONE RINGS) Sorry.
Hello. Petty Officer Mulholland.
CRUISE ON PHONE: It's Madelaine Cruise.
Hello. We need to talk.
I'll wait for you at the Goanna Bar tonight, 2000.
Well...
What, is it someone you're chasing?
No. Looks like someone's chasing ME.
(GENTLE ELECTRIC GUITAR MUSIC PLAYS)
(THINKS) Hi, sexy. I'm here. Where are you?
Nah, not this time.
You're testing me, and I win.
I'm not as big a risk as you think.
Fine, I believe you. There is no relationship.
Oh, it's OK, X. We're playing for matchsticks.
Whose go is it?
X, that... that's an ace.
Where did you get these? Um...
I must've picked them up by accident.
Where did you get them? I needed to replace my deck.
2Dads, I don't care how you got them.
I wanna know where you got them. Now!
From the palm oil boat, ma'am. In the wheelhouse.
Thank you.
Marine Services said that
the trader left Port Gallagher at 0800,
and they were heading north.
There is a Braxton Mining Group location at Bandra,
which is, what, 25km inland from Port Gallagher.
You think they've made a collection?
I think that they are using the palm oil as a cover
to come into the country to collect mining tailings
and then transporting the toxic waste
in the palm oil containers.
And my guess is that they are heading out to a dump site now,
near Stokes Island, and we could catch them red-handed.
Let's go.
(MOUTHS)
(INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER, RADAR BLEEPS)
We have contact with our trader, sir.
RO, make the call.
Trader on my starboard bow, this is HMAS 'Hammersley'.
You're to stop or... XO: Take a look at this.
They're pumping over the side of the deck.
MIKE: Whatever it is, it's not greywater.
They're not stopping.
They're picking up the pace. They're heading for the line.
They're trying to dump waste before we board,
but once they're over the line, we can't board without proof.
Let's get some.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
They're coming!
XO: 2Dads, have you got the helmet cam switched on?
2DADS: Yes, ma'am, we are definitely rolling.
OK, hold up. I wanna get a sample.
Close as you can, Jonesy.
Get out of here! Take that!
DUTCHY: Whoa, whoa! Look out! X, look out! X!
XO: No, dammit!
Heads up! Whoa!
Can you hold on?! Visors down!
Dammit!
MAN: Leave us alone. You're wasting your time.
What's going on, X?
Get away! They're coming the other side!
XO: Sir, the crew are on the attack.
We're having trouble getting in to obtain a sample, sir.
Two miles to the line, sir.
Charge, prepare another RHIB party.
Aye, sir. Robert, Bird.
We can't let them cross that line, X.
Keep coming! Look out!
XO: We're going in for a second attempt now.
Roger that, X. I'm sending over another RHIB party to assist.
Copy that, sir.
Watch out!
CHARGE ON RADIO: X, heading to your port side.
XO: Copy that, Charge.
Secondary's off!
XO: OK, take us in again!
We're gonna use the second RHIB as a decoy. Over.
Watch out.
Charge, swing around to starboard and keep 'em busy.
Pull up! Other side! Other side!
Get back. Copy that, X.
Get me in there! Go, go, go!
I need this!
Here they come! Come on, come on.
Come on, don't let them get so close.
Pull up!
Get back.
Got it!
Sir, we have a sample. We're testing it now.
500 yards to the line, X. We need that sample.
Charge, I need a little more time.
Over here now! Over here! I'll be here all day, X.
OK, we've got 'em! Let's go! Burn it! Alright!
Ladder ready! It's a positive, sir.
It's a positive. MIKE: Well done, X.
DUTCHY: Hooked on! Righto, off we go!
XO: Go, go, go!
Put the weapon down. Australian Navy. Put it down.
Weapon down on the deck now!
Put the weapon down on the deck now!
I'm putting it down!
Arggh! DUTCHY: Stay down!
You're too late! Hey! Hey!
You've... you've no jurisdiction on this boat.
We're no longer in Australian waters...
It's over for you, mate. The waste that you dumped...
What waste? We're carrying palm oil.
And we're heading home empty. I'll show you the log.
No, the waste that you dumped,
it tested positive for mercury and arsenic.
Now, we have scientific evidence.
The exact time and location of the dumping
has been recorded on that camera.
Game over, mate!
Oh. Turn around.
Dr Wallace?
Hello, Lieutenant.
Hey.
How is she?
Um, the nurses say she is responding to treatment.
Oh, that's good news.
Things are looking up.
The police have arrested three executives
from the Braxton Mining Group,
and they've been charged with illegal ocean dumping, arson
and the murder of Jason Merritt.
Thank you, Lieutenant.
Most people wouldn't bother to listen -
even fewer would have the courage
to follow up on something like this.
You were right all along,
and I'm sorry it took me so long to get with the program.
I think the people of Stokes Island
are very lucky to have you, Doctor.
Well, looking after people is what I do.
It's good for the constitution.
Well, I thought that's what the rum was for.
(CHUCKLES) Well, rum is good for just about... everything.
(POIGNANT MUSIC)
(GENTLE MUSIC PLAYS ON STEREO)
So... you're plying me with wine...
...the food's taking forever.
What's up?
Am I that easy to read?
My wine goggles give me clarity.
(CHUCKLES)
Mike, I lied to you the other day.
You caught me off guard, and my first instinct was to defend,
and the next thing I know, I am... lying to you.
The truth is I knew you being Ryan's dad was a possibility.
But I just swept it under the carpet.
It was easier not...
...to think about it.
So, to answer your question honestly,
yes, I think you could...
...be Ryan's father.
Wow.
Yeah.
Oh, wow. It's been 20 years.
I'm so sorry, Mike.
I don't know, maybe if I hadn't been married, things would...
...be different.
Oh...
Max, I wished things were different.
But I never acted on that because...
I was married?
Right.
And so it was just, um...
...one beautiful night.
(THUNDER RUMBLES IN THE DISTANCE)
Yeah.
That's...
...all it was.