I've got a radar contact. Good. Range?
Er, approximately 15 nautical miles to our north.
Anything on AIS, Charge? No, negative, sir.
It's not transmitting an identification signal.
Possible FFV, then.
These are well-known fishing grounds, Ryan.
Dutchy, see if you can pick her up on EOD.
On it, boss. (RAPID BEEPING)
I got it - she's a fishing vessel,
travelling south-east about nine knots.
X, prepare a boarding party. Sir.
Hands to boarding stations, hands to boarding stations...
Good work, Ryan. ...hands to boarding stations.
This is the Australian Navy. You are to stop or heave to.
We intend to board you. Over.
He's cut her engines and is complying, ma'am.
Sir, we're the Australian Navy.
Move to the back, please. Down here.
Who is the master of the vessel?
Take a seat.
Who's the master of the vessel? I am. What's the problem?
Sir, you are not transmitting an identification signal.
What is the nature of your business here?
MAN: We're a recreational vessel.
Sir. Come up, please, sir.
The transponder's probably malfunctioned.
Alright, check it out, 2Dads. Roger, ma'am.
I'm gonna need to see some paperwork, please, sir.
MAN: Sure. No problems.
Just... Hey! What are you...
Dutchy, go with the master. Roger.
Ma'am, the transponder was switched off.
I reckon they're suss. Yeah, yeah.
Just cool it, just cool it, OK?
Jim Roth? Yeah.
He must be on some sort of a mission
as per our briefing with ASIO a few weeks back.
You think his cover was blown?
Captain Roth's cover was maintained, sir.
He would have told us if he thought it was blown.
Well, maybe. I can't be certain.
MIKE: OK.
RO, get on to Madelaine Cruise at ASIO.
Get her on the sat phone, use a secure line.
Put it through to my cabin. Yes, sir.
Dutchy, I don't like this any more than you do,
but if Captain's Roth's cover's at risk,
we can't just leave him there twisting in the breeze.
Madelaine confirmed Jim Roth is on a mission.
Right. Did she say what? No.
But I reckon
it involves infiltration of a potential terrorist cell.
Well, can we do anything?
She requests that we shadow the vessel as backup
in case he needs our urgent assistance.
He'll be alright.
X. I'm so sorry. It was a split second and I didn't realise...
What, you thought that he was out there fishing? Really?
In trouble with the X? Yeah.
I stuffed up, Bird. It's all my fault.
I'm sure that's not the case.
And even if it is, I'm sure you'll sort it out.
Thanks, Chicken Legs. Your confidence is reassuring.
They're only doing about six knots now, Swaino.
Slow ahead both engines. Slow ahead both engines.
Just keep us under the horizon so they don't spot us.
The sun will be up in a few minutes.
Yeah, we're just making headway, mate.
RO: Scanning frequencies
but I haven't picked up a signal from them.
What do we think they're doing out there anyway?
Oh, making a rendezvous, who knows?
We've got movement on the deck.
I see two men. Come check this out, RO.
RO: They're fighting.
I bet one of them's Captain Roth.
Just keep your eyes glued to the screen.
(KNOCK AT DOOR) DUTCHY: Sir.
(KNOCK AT DOOR) Yeah.
Sir. Yeah.
I'm sorry to wake you
but I think Captain Roth may be in trouble.
Ah. Wake the X. Meet me on the bridge.
Right away, sir.
I lost sight of them but this is what I recorded.
Where's the X? I'm here.
We have to board that vessel.
No, I should consult Madelaine Cruise.
No, but there is no time for that.
Yes, it's going to blow the operation
but we can't risk Jim's life.
OK, pipe boarding stations. Hands to boarding stations.
Swain, full ahead both engines. Let's close the gap.
XO: Damage control state 3. Condition Voyage.
X, it's already daylight. You'll be visible to anyone on watch.
I want Kevlar vests, extra plates inserted.
Yes, sir.
Once aboard, watch your backs. Sir.
(WHISPERS) Ma'am.
(OMINOUS MUSIC)
(XO GASPS)
OK, X, vessel is secure. All three hostiles are subdued.
Swain, on the deck at the rush. RO, get down here.
Jim. Jim!
Swain.
He's breathing. He's lost a lot of blood.
We need to transfer him back to 'Hammersley' AS AP.
Get that RHIB in here. Now!
XO: Hey, Dutchy, below decks with me.
DUTCHY: Clear left.
X.
Check this out.
It's a Stinger missile. Serious stuff.
The wound's quite deep, sir.
I don't know how much blood he's lost.
Alright, do what you can for him.
Let me know when he wakes up. OK.
Bird, can you grab me another one
of these dressing kits, please?
Swain, is he gonna be OK?
I won't know until he comes round, ma'am. Sorry.
X.
Let's let them do their job.
I'm going to brief NAVCOM. Could you shape a course for home?
Aye, sir.
Ma'am.
I think it was a good outcome.
I'd say we stopped them
smuggling those weapons into the country.
Yeah, Dutchy, you don't know that.
And the only person that can tell us
is lying in there with his head bashed in.
Er, ma'am? Yeah?
Captain Roth has regained consciousness.
Thank God.
Dutchy, get the CO. Roger that.
Jim, how are you feeling?
Oh, I've got a jackhammer in my head.
Jim. I'm gonna get Jim some water.
MIKE: Good to see you're still with us.
I'm so sorry... Oi, you could have killed me!
SWAIN: Take it easy. Take it easy.
(ROTH GROANS)
Meers was onto me. MIKE: Meers? Who's Meers?
Have you got him in custody?
The three men from the fishing vessel are down in Austere.
Three? No, there were four including Meers.
We had a fight and I knocked him overboard.
When you boarded the first time, Meers was down below
with a machine gun, waiting to take you all out.
What were you doing there? Posing as an arms dealer.
I had samples. Meers was the go-between.
He was setting up a deal with the terrorists.
Well, it's OK. We got all the weapons.
No, it's not OK!
Because I don't know what he's told them!
A lot of people could die
because you stuffed up my operation.
Jim.
If they don't buy from me, they buy from someone else. (GROANS)
So this Meers, he's still in the water somewhere?
We've gotta locate him, Mike,
see if my cover's still intact.
Alright, mate, you've got a serious concussion.
You need to rest, OK?
X, identify a search area on MDS.
Right away, sir.
We witnessed the fight at about 0500.
He would have been in the water approximately three hours.
OK, copy. RO: Sir.
NAVCOM sent through that photo of Meers that you requested.
Charge and Dutchy, stand by to deploy both RHIBs
as soon as we reach the search coordinates.
CHARGE: On it, sir. And this is who we're after.
He could still be alive.
2DADS: Mate, you're just lucky
Captain Roth's not firing on all cylinders, eh?
DUTCHY: Oh?
And how do you figure that, 2Dads?
Well, if he was, he would have
kicked your arse for blowing his cover.
What would you know about it?
You kidding me?
The whole ship's talking about it, Dutchy.
Yeah, well, you wanna stop listening
to what Scuttlebutt and Noodles have got to say
and get on with your job.
Something in the water! Green 2-5!
Yep. Body in the water! Green 2-5!
DUTCHY: Boss, we've got a body in the water.
MIKE ON RADIO: Roger that, Dutchy.
DUTCHY: Ready? Let's bring him in. Let's bring him in.
Sir, it's not Meers.
It's an Asian man with his throat cut.
Looks like a fisherman from an FFV.
Maybe he picked up Meers and got killed for his trouble.
2DADS: There's gratitude for ya.
With your permission, Mike,
I need to contact Madelaine about this.
OK.
Scary dude.
Oh, sir,
I've got a radar contact right on the edge of our screen.
It might be the FFV.
Even if it is, it's had several hours head start on us.
Time to intercept?
They're doing 8-10 knots
so I'd estimate just under three hours.
RO: Which means we might not be able to catch it
before it enters foreign territorial waters.
But we could still record it on EOD.
ROTH: Meers will be heading into a foreign port.
Surely we can catch him before then.
We can get you close enough to it but we can't board it.
Not without appropriate diplomatic clearance.
If you don't get me into that port, lives will be lost.
We're not part of your covert ops but I'll see what we can do.
I've managed to wangle dip clear for you, Mike,
but just to visit the port and nothing else.
Are we clear on that? Perfectly, Maxine.
I'm not loving this situation either.
But given the circumstances, if we can drop Captain Roth ashore
it may keep Madelaine Cruise off our backs.
I wouldn't count on it. How so?
Mike, your orders are to sit tight there
and await the arrival of Ms Cruise.
And you're cool with that?
It comes as a direct request from Fleet Command.
She claims your bosun's indiscretion
cost their operation valuable advantage.
So I keep being reminded.
OK, Maxine.
I'll do as directed. Thanks.
Mike, when you get back, we need to talk.
We're talking now.
About personal matters.
Hang on.
You mean about whether we do a paternity test for Ryan?
Well, it's something we need to consider.
But can we do that face to face?
Taking a breather?
Yeah. Head's spinning a bit.
There's a lot to learn
but you seem to be taking it in your stride.
Thanks.
Did you ever think you'd find yourself here
training as an officer?
You know, when you were a kid?
The Navy was always Mum's thing, you know.
I never wanted a part of it.
But now?
Must be in the genes after all.
XO: Alright, well, let's just take the CGTF
and we'll move it all with that.
See how we go. You can do that for me.
I'm gonna wander around, have a look for that FFV, find Meers.
No, not on your own. Jim.
You're not well enough.
Come with me.
You do know that it is highly illegal
to board an FFV in a foreign port?
As Navy, yeah.
I can help. We've got the EOD photo of the vessel.
It should be easy to find.
Oh, well...
That's just after it crossed over the 12-nautical-mile line.
That'd be our boat in question.
Oi. Give us a hand, will ya?
(GROANS)
You right? Yeah.
(BREATHES HEAVILY)
If Meers was aboard, he's long gone now.
ROTH: He WAS here.
Huh?
That's where the fisherman got his throat cut.
There's no radio on board.
Which means he hasn't had the opportunity to contact anyone.
He can only contact them
through a password-protected message board
on a fake website.
So Meers will be looking for internet access on shore then.
Good luck in this one-horse town.
Hey, Jim, you OK?
We need to get him back to the ship.
Why don't you take him, drop me back on shore,
and I'll keep looking for Meers?
How's your head? Spinning.
XO: Right...
I'll be fine after a cuppa.
OK.
Er, I've forgotten. Er, one or two sugars?
Kate McGregor. I am hurt and appalled.
Well, I remember that you take milk.
Actually, you never took me up on that dinner.
Dinner? Well, I thought that was an open invitation.
Well, to a point. A point?
See, I've got this big veranda,
ocean views, sea breezes, barbecues,
but it's no good in the rainy season.
It's nearly the rainy season.
Oh, that's terrible. It leaks?
It's a mozzie magnet in the wet.
Oh.
So you're saying that we should have dinner soon?
Yeah. Hmm.
If you wanna avoid getting eaten by the mozzies.
I also do a mean chocolate mousse.
Ah, now it's all coming back to me.
You're the big tough S AS guy
with a weakness for soft centres.
Don't you dare break my cover.
Excuse me, sir, have you seen this man today?
Sorry, no.
Are you sure? Yep.
Does this hotel have internet access?
No, sorry.
The government promised a rollout but so far...
Very sorry, sir. I have a sat phone.
If you're that desperate to speak with your girlfriend.
No, it's not that urgent. Good.
Then maybe this time you'll join me for a drink.
Vodka straight up, thanks.
DUTCHY: I'll have a beer, thanks, mate.
So?
Guess I passed your little test.
What do you think you're doing flashing that photo around?
Are you completely schizo? You're way out of your depth.
I made a mistake.
If you'd included me in the briefings in the first place,
then it never would have happened.
You're a proven liability.
I'm trying to salvage the operation.
The only way to salvage the operation
is to find Meers and make him talk.
That's exactly what... Just stay out of it.
(CLATTERING)
(SHUTS WATER OFF)
(OMINOUS MUSIC)
(CRUISE CHOKES) (GRUNTS)
(SOMEONE ROARS)
It's Meers.
Was.
We'll never get him talking now.
MIKE: So what happened to the body?
The local police who attended the scene took the body away.
Now we have no idea whether or not
Meers has been in contact with the terrorists.
And blown the entire mission.
Did you have to kill him? Oh, I'm terribly sorry.
I was thinking of her safety first and foremost.
If only you hadn't been so heavy-handed.
I saved your life and you're complaining.
MIKE: Dutchy. Far out.
Clearly it was an assassination attempt.
We have to assume that Meers was aware of my ASIO identity.
So, what now?
I'm inclined to call the whole thing off.
ROTH: Hey, wait, wait.
Given the lack of internet access,
there's a chance that my cover's still intact,
and I'm willing to take that risk.
Can you contact the terrorists directly?
The website they use is password protected.
We don't have access.
What we need is a new go-between.
ROTH: But if we don't act fast,
they'll start looking for a new supplier.
I'll think about it overnight.
Where are you going? To my hotel.
Do you think that's wise, given the circumstances?
I can make a cabin available to you aboard the ship.
Thank you, but I have my things at the hotel.
Then you'll have an escort.
Dutchy.
Please, Commander, don't patronise me.
I'm more than capable of taking care of myself.
I am armed.
And dangerous.
Dutchy, keep an eye on her.
Discreetly, if possible.
CHARGE: Tick-tock, tick-tock. Everyone's thirsty.
SWAIN: Hey! Howdy, cowboy.
DUTCHY: Hey. Come and join us.
SWAIN: Riding the range alone, are you, mate?
Oh, let's call it escort duty.
I thought spooks could take care of themselves.
Wasn't my idea.
Robert, it's your round.
Really? OTHERS: Yes.
What do you want, Dutchy?
Oh, I'll have a beer, thanks, mate.
So what are you boys doing here?
Mate, it's the only decent pub in town.
2DADS: Dutchy.
You're OK? Yeah, I'm alright.
I don't suppose Her Spookness
was all that impressed with you killing Meers.
Correct.
You can't put a foot right with that woman.
Even after you save her life, still in the bad books.
Match made in heaven. Beg yours?
Well, there's a study out that's found
relationships built on antipathy are far more sustaining
than those built on affection.
What?! You are so weird, RO.
Well, it's true.
Contempt could really be signalling deep passion.
Or it could just be signalling contempt.
(KNOCK AT DOOR)
(URGENT KNOCKING)
(LOUDER KNOCKING)
Apology accepted.
You are the most aggravating person I've ever known.
Preferable to indifference, I guess.
You constantly provoke me.
I wanna know what it is I've done to earn your contempt.
Whoa.
I was right about you from the start.
You're a security risk and a womaniser.
(LAUGHS) Hey, I've reformed. I doubt that.
I suspect the reason you knew Meers was in my room
is that you were stalking me yourself.
I wasn't stalking you, honey.
Lighten up, Dutchy.
We're off duty in a foreign port. I don't wanna argue.
How's that for a ceasefire?
Never had a chick pull a gun on me before.
Does it turn you on?
(LAUGHS)
Convince me.
(ELECTRONIC BEEPING)
Ignore that. I am.
I know why Meers was after you.
He wanted to use your sat phone.
He was trying to contact the terrorists.
And they're online now.
Meers used a password to access the message board
but he's been interrupted by Madelaine coming into the room
before he could leave a message.
Tarak's left a message - "Where are you?"
MIKE: Who's Tarak?
He's the leader
of a small terrorist cell we were targeting,
desperate to buy arms.
Are you absolutely sure that Meers hasn't responded?
Well, the conversation's still open
so we should be able to see any posts that he's made,
probably in a different colour.
MIKE: Well, there's your opportunity.
You send a message to Tarak as Meers
explaining how you were boarded by Navy,
but things are now back on track with the arms deal.
Could work.
Go for it, RO.
Madelaine, do you have photos of this Tarak?
CRUISE: Yes.
(ELECTRONIC BEEPING) RO: Hmm, that was quick.
OK, a representative will meet the dealer
at these coordinates.
Right, that's within Australian waters, sir.
CRUISE: Do you think he's taken the bait?
Yeah, I think we're back on track.
I'm gonna need a vessel, though.
I have a steaming party heading for Darwin
with the boat we impounded yesterday.
I can recall it. That'd be perfect.
I'd also suggest using our boarding party as the crew.
Obviously you have a talent for undercover ops.
If you ever think about leaving the navy...
Well... (LAUGHS)
...I'm not at the moment, but thanks for the offer.
XO: Jim, I don't want to interfere but...
ROTH: What is it?
You can't continue with this operation.
You have a serious concussion.
Had. It's all fine.
Headaches are all gone.
What about the nausea, the vomiting...
OK, I'm fine.
No. I know you.
You are addicted to the rush of all of this, aren't you?
And that's what you like about me.
XO: You're putting yourself in danger.
You could be walking into a trap.
You have no idea what is going on and you're...
Kate, Kate, Kate, you have to stop, stop.
Otherwise I'm gonna have to assume
you still have feelings for me.
Hey.
Hey. Um, can I fix you a brew?
No, thanks.
I just, er...
Is everything OK?
Kate, I can't help feeling
the reason you ended our relationship
is because Jim Roth is back in your life.
Right, so you ambush me in the galley to ask me that?
I've seen how concerned you are with his wellbeing.
Yeah, well, I don't wanna discuss it.
I don't think it's something we should be talking about here.
I just want to know.
It has nothing to do with Jim Roth.
Then what?
I can't talk about it.
Kate.
XO.
Yes, sir.
You're absolutely right.
It won't happen again.
(GROANS) SWAIN: Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Whoa, there, Captain. That's no way to board a RHIB.
Charge, stand down. I'm postponing this evolution.
Aye, ma'am.
Come on. Come with me. I got you.
Look, it's obvious that he still has concussion.
He says he's fine to be operational.
Yeah, that may be, but my point is
if... if something untoward were to happen to him
he may not be physically capable of defending himself.
I think the XO's right, Madelaine.
Why not just reschedule the meeting
when Captain Roth has fully recovered?
Ah, excuse me, sir. Sorry.
I just got a message from Tarak that indicates
that he will personally be at the rendezvous.
That only gives us three hours.
We must make this meeting.
It may be our only opportunity to capture Tarak.
I'll do it, sir. I can go in place of Captain Roth.
Tarak doesn't know what Jim looks like. Could work.
Despite your experience in the Gulf,
you're hardly trained in covert ops.
Just hear me out, sir.
I've got Charge, Swain and 2Dads posing as my crew.
As soon as we raft up and transfer weapons,
'Hammersley' can steam in.
Alright.
Weighing the risks against the reward,
I think it's worth a crack.
However, my ship - my responsibility.
I'll be calling the shots on this one, agreed?
I just want Tarak in custody.
I have one more condition. 2Dads!
Er, sir?
Dutchy needs to be able to communicate with 'Hammersley'
without the obvious hand-held radio.
Umm...
I could trick up Ms Cruise's sat phone
as a listening device.
Rewire it so the transmitter is always on,
not just during a phone call.
Yeah, that will give us the range we require
in a fairly innocuous package.
'Hammersley', this is Charge. MIKE: Go ahead, Charge.
We'll be at our rendezvous point in just under two hours.
We'll maintain radio silence from here on.
MIKE: Very good.
We'll sit below the horizon until we receive your signal.
'Hammersley' out.
Alright, this is it. We're right on the coordinates now.
I've got a cruiser about a mile off our starboard quarter.
Oh, that's gotta be them.
Vessel off my starboard quarter,
this is the fishing vessel 'Lynda B'.
We have the samples.
Request permission to raft up and effect transfer. Over.
MAN ON RADIO: That's a negative, 'Lynda B'.
You may approach to within 200 metres,
then you alone will come across to my vessel
to discuss the deal.
That's something I didn't anticipate.
I don't want Dutchy going it alone.
We have no tender. Over.
MAN: I will send a Zodiac for you. Out.
Dutchy, Dutchy, you can't go over there alone.
I can convince him to raft up.
I know what the CO would say, Dutchy.
Forget it. That's right.
Boss, I committed to making this right.
But if we let Tarak get away now,
he can source the arms from elsewhere
and hundreds of people will die.
He's right, Commander - this may be our one chance
of taking Tarak out of circulation.
OK.
Sir, I've managed to hack my way
further into the terrorist website
and I've found a photographic database
of known counter-terrorism agents.
Is Madelaine on it?
Er, no. No, she's not.
I think you should have a look at this, sir.
It's Dutchy. What?!
MIKE: Why would he be of interest?
He's come up on their radar
because of the nightclub bombing.
(PHONE RINGS)
This is Charge.
Charge, do not let Dutchy board that vessel. Do you hear me?
Do not let him board. It's too late.
It's a phone.
We may talk in here. Please, take a seat.
Where's Meers?
We were boarded by Navy yesterday.
They were satisfied with his paperwork
so that wasn't a problem but he thought it was safer
that we transfer the weapons to another vessel and split up.
He's doing well.
OK.
What have you managed to source for us?
I can get you as many AK-47 s as you need.
RPGs shouldn't be a problem either.
I brought a few samples.
I also, er...
I also have a big-ticket item that might interest you.
Yeah? Stinger missile.
MAN: Excellent.
You have all this on your boat? (CAMERA CLICKS)
DUTCHY: Sure do. Can you take immediate delivery?
MAN: Signal his men to approach with the merchandise.
You're doing well, mate. Just play it cool.
Stand by both RHIBs to move in on my command.
Good?
(COMPUTER BEEPS) You recording this?
What is your price?
1.3 million for all.
When you see the quality of the merchandise,
you'll see that's fair and reasonable.
That's a nice touch - fair and reasonable with terrorists.
RO!
You have a deal. Please, excuse me for a moment.
X. XO: Sir, they're shooting.
Away sea boats, away sea boats.
Full ahead both engines. Full ahead both engines.
We're moving in.
Put your weapon down! Put your weapon down!
Drop your weapon! Put it on the ground!
2DADS: Drop your weapon! Weapon in the ground!
Drop your weapon! Put it down! No, mate!
(GUN CLICKS) Clear.
Lock them up in Austere, Swain, and post a guard detail.
Well done, guys.
Hey.
Nice work, Bosun.
Couldn't have done better meself.
I think it's fair to say
you've proven your suitability for undercover ops.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
RO, you coming down?
The boss has announced a steel deck barbecue...
I think that you should have a look at this.
It's Madelaine's computer. DUTCHY: What is it?
There's an ASIO alert
identifying personnel as counter-terrorists.
What does that mean?
Well, ASIO clearly has access to the terrorists' hit list.
ASIO knew you were compromised.
So that's how my cover was blown. I was on their radar.
The interesting thing about this is...
...ASIO issued this alert yesterday.
Madelaine must have seen it.
So Madelaine knew
and she let me walk into a possible trap.
I'll arrange for a car to take you up to Base Hospital.
Swain will accompany you.
Swain. Good. Ta.
(GROANS)
Commander.
Thanks again for saving our operation.
Always happy to work collaboratively.
It was a good outcome.
Er, Swain, you need to get home to your family.
I'll take Jim to the hospital.
Alright, ma'am. I appreciate that.
Good luck.
You know, Kate, why don't we just bypass the hospital,
head straight for dinner?
Oh! You are incorrigible.
I'll take that as a yes. No.
We are going to the hospital.
If that's your best offer. Then we'll see about dinner.
We stand to extract some valuable intel
from Tarak, thanks to you.
I also appreciate the fact that at the end of the operation
I get to enjoy some down time.
CRUISE: What are you doing?! Let me go!
Am I just your idea of collateral damage?
What?
You knew.
You knew I was on that terrorist hit list
and yet you sent me out there to risk being killed.
I don't know what you're talking about.
Aren't you the woman that knows everything?
The ASIO update on your computer.
I didn't read it. I was consumed by matters at hand.
Oh, so that was just recklessness, negligence,
or were you just trying to get me killed?
I opened it last night and was about to scan through it
when you knocked at my door.
As you know, I haven't touched the thing since.
Yeah, Madelaine had nothing but praise for your team.
Deservedly so.
So I've been thinking...
You don't want me to get a paternity test.
Not because of Stuart.
I'm thinking about Ryan.
He's only just started talking to his father again.
He's happy, Mike.
I think we should let the past stay in the past at this stage.
That's fine by me.