(TENSE MUSIC)
DUTCHY: Looks like they've been hit by automatic weapons fire.
No sign of life, X.
2DADS: Two bodies, ma'am.
XO: 2Dads, you make sure you're getting all of this.
Aye, aye, X.
MAN: Here, yep.
There's two more in here, X.
Alright.
Sir, we've got four dead on board
all with multiple bullet wounds - over.
MIKE ON RADIO: Roger that, X.
CHARGE: You right, X? Yeah... yeah.
(RETCHES, COUGHS)
DUTCHY: X, found some survivors in here.
I'm a medic. I'm here to help.
No! No! I'm here to help you all.
XO: We are the Australian Navy.
We mean you no harm. No!
SWAIN: Sir, this is medical equipment. You need help.
No! You need help. It's OK.
Can you tell us who did this to you?
You did this! What is he talking about?
What are you talking about? Australian Navy did this.
No... Murderers!
(THEME MUSIC)
MAXINE: We're now 99% certain who attacked your FFV.
The 'Sassy' -
operated by a private security company, GD Security,
owned by this man, Garth Davidson.
Now, he is ex-SAS.
His company's been active in the Middle East.
He has a reputation for shooting first
and asking questions later.
Mercenaries.
And they wear military-style uniforms
not too dissimilar to our DPNUs.
Now, Garth Davidson lodged a report
that his vessel had been attacked by pirates
only hours before you intercepted the FFV.
These were fishermen,
impossible to mistake for anything else.
Well, given his position
and prevailing currents, it still fits.
Couldn't it be that pirates
attacked both Davidson and the FFV?
Possible, but highly unlikely.
The surviving fishermen were able
to give a detailed description of the vessel.
It matches the GD Security vessel.
Then it's cold-blooded murder.
Feds are very keen to speak with Mr Davidson.
This is where 'Hammersley' comes in.
According to AUSREP, they're in Australian waters tomorrow.
You are to intercept and escort them back to port.
And if they resist? (PHONE RINGS)
Use appropriate force and get them back to port.
Will do. Good luck.
NAVCOM, Commander White.
Even at night, you would be hard-pressed
to mistake that FFV for pirates.
These mercenaries think they're above the law.
They're in for a shock.
Mike.
That was Stuart's doctor.
How is he? He's not good.
His condition's deteriorated. He's asking to see Ryan.
Have you heard from him?
I've left messages on his phone, I've called all his friends. Nothing.
He's still AWOL.
Look, I'm... sorry.
It's OK. I'll ask around again.
Thank you.
You wanted to see me, sir?
Yes, Bird. Come in.
I know we've been through this before, but have you heard
anything from Ryan since he left the boat?
No, sir.
No calls? Nothing on Facebook? Twitter?
No. He cleared out his room while we were at sea.
Yeah, I know.
You can't think of anyone else he would try to contact?
No. I'm sorry, sir.
He's in big trouble, isn't he?
If you hear anything, just let me know.
Yes, sir. Thanks, Bird.
Sir, it's the MV 'Sassy'.
Have we hailed them? No, not yet, sir.
MV 'Sassy', this is Australian warship 'Hammersley'.
You are to stop or heave to.
We intend to board you
in accordance with Australian maritime law.
MAN ON RADIO: Morning, Navy. Always a pleasure.
Looking forward to seeing you. Over.
Sounds friendly enough.
So does my dentist.
Full Kevlar, X. Don't take any chances.
XO: Yes, sir.
Hands to boarding stations. Right, let's go.
Hands to boarding stations. Damage control state 3.
I'm Lieutenant McGregor, Australian Navy, sir.
Garth Davidson. How can we help you, Lieutenant?
We've been ordered to escort this vessel to Cairns
where you'll be interviewed by the Australian Federal Police.
That's our destination anyway, Lieutenant.
Dutchy, check below and get the crew up on deck.
Roger. 2Dads, Bird.
Mr Davidson, we came to the aid of a fishing vessel
which we believe you fired upon four nights ago.
The pirates? They were unarmed fishermen.
I beg to differ, Lieutenant.
They were pirates. They fired on us first.
When they saw you, they must have dumped their weapons.
Why didn't you stop and render assistance
after you shot the hell out of them?
One of them had an RPG.
A fisherman with a rocket-propelled grenade?
Really? That's correct.
We returned fire, as was our right,
then got the hell out of there.
That's what's happened.
That's what I'll be telling the Federal Police.
There's enough weapons stored below to supply a small army.
We have the necessary paperwork for all our arms and ammunitions.
That's good because I'd like to see it.
Also, X, they have a passenger. Take your hands off me!
I have diplomatic immunity.
Mr Tagobe is our client.
Diplomatic immunity?!
XO: Mr Tagobe's passport looks genuine, sir.
Of course it's genuine, you stupid woman.
Hey, back off. Diplomatic immunity.
We're all friends here, right, Lieutenant?
OK, X, I'll check it out with NAVCOM.
Could be a spook, sir.
They do a pretty good job on passports.
In the meantime, impound their weapons.
They won't be needing them under escort.
Will do, sir.
Mr Davidson,
we're going to need you to surrender your weapons, sir.
Not a problem, Lieutenant.
Have all the arms brought up on deck.
Dutchy, make sure they don't overlook anything, will you?
Yes, ma'am. Whatever happened to trust?
DUTCHY: Bird, come below.
Are you alright? You're looking a little peaky.
Don't worry about me, Mr Davids... (VOMITS)
SWAIN: X, X? Whoa, whoa, whoa. You alright?
I'm fine.
DUTCHY: Stay alert. Don't miss anything.
OK, 2Dads, you take the forward cabins.
Bird, you check aft. I'll take the lower decks.
(TENSE MUSIC)
It's OK, it's OK.
What are you doing here? Keep your voice down.
I got a job with GD Security.
No way.
I'm in training.
Ryan, what about the FFV? You killed innocent people.
I wasn't here for that, OK? I boarded afterwards.
And they weren't innocent. They were pirates.
They deserve what they got.
You honestly believe that? Yes!
These are good guys.
But listen, Bird. You can't tell anyone I'm here.
The CO's been asking about you, if I've heard from you.
He's got it in for me.
No, he doesn't, Ryan. You're AWOL.
I'm not. I lodged my discharge papers.
I'm out of the navy.
What?
Listen, I'II...
...I'll give you a call when we get back to port
and we'll catch up,
but please, Bird, just don't tell anyone I'm here.
2DADS: Bird? Someone's coming.
Please, please.
All done?
Bird? Yeah, uh, all done.
SWAIN: Have you eaten anything strange lately?
Any exotic foods? Some uncooked chicken or...
No, just Bird's cooking.
Are any of the other crew sick?
Uh, no-one's seen me.
I was gonna go and see the quack onshore,
but I didn't get a chance - we were crash-sailed.
It's still a good idea if it hasn't cleared up
by the time we get back.
Anyway, take those for the nausea.
Mm-hm, thanks.
X. Mm?
There is one other thing that would match those symptoms.
Pregnancy.
I wouldn't be doing my job if I didn't mention it.
I know, but I'm...
Look, it's... it's a simple test.
At least we could rule it out as a possibility.
OK.
But I'm not.
Oh! Sorry, ma'am. My fault. Sorry, RO.
As you were.
WHITE ON PHONE: Garth Davidson and his crew
have been cleared in the FFV incident.
Maxine, they killed innocent fishermen.
I don't like it any more than you do, Mike.
If I never see Garth Davidson again, it'll be too soon.
Then I'm sorry to tell you you've been assigned
to escort his vessel to international waters
once Minister Tagobe has completed his business.
And exactly what is his business?
He's transporting a fortune in diamonds.
Diamonds?
Our government is sympathetic,
but - thank you - we have reservations about the timing
and don't want to get too involved
in case it all goes pear-shaped.
OK.
So once the 'Sassy' reaches international waters,
you will return their weapons and then they are on their own.
Roger.
If our intel's right, they may well need them.
Max, we still haven't found Ryan.
Has there been any update on Stuart?
Maxine? Are you there?
I went to see him.
He's, uh... drifting in and out.
All they can do now is just try and keep him comfortable.
So he doesn't have long?
No.
OK, let's just hope Ryan turns up before he passes away.
(KNOCK AT DOOR) Yep.
Have you got a second, ma'am? Uh, yeah.
Uh, you missed lunch, ma'am.
I can fix you something if you like.
Oh, no, no, no. I'm... I'm fine. Ta.
Is that all?
No, ma'am.
I saw Ryan.
He was on the GD Security vessel.
What? He's with GD Security, ma'am.
He begged me not to tell anyone.
Well, we need to tell the CO.
MIKE: I'm at their training centre now.
XO: Have you told Commander White
that he's joining GD Security?
No, I wanted to make absolutely sure he was here first.
Bird might have put the wind up him.
Good luck. Thanks.
Let's go.
(MOBILE PHONE RINGS)
Hang on. I better take this.
Maxine.
OK. I see.
Thanks for letting me know. 'Bye.
Bad news?
(GRUNTS)
DAVIDSON: Yes, gentlemen?
I'm Commander Mike Flynn, HMAS 'Hammersley'.
Garth Davison. Thanks for the escort, Commander.
How can I help you?
You have Ryan White on your crew. I need to speak to him.
Jones, get White, on the double.
MAN: Yes, sir.
He told me the navy wasn't really for him.
He's showing real promise.
He's just a kid.
You turkeys normally recruit experience.
You looking for a job? Not a chance.
You tough guys are getting too greedy.
We've decided to train a few recruits from the ground up.
We've got high hopes for young Ryan.
Ah, here he is.
Ryan. Visitors.
I'll leave you to it.
Ryan... I've lodged my discharge papers.
You can't touch me. Your mother's worried sick.
Then you can tell her I'm OK. Mate...
I'm not leaving.
Listen to me. It's about Stuart.
What? He punch you out again for banging Mum?
Stuart died a short time ago.
I was hoping to take you to see him, but... I'm sorry.
Is that all? I gotta get back to it.
No, that's not all!
This mission you're about to go on,
it's regarded as high-risk.
RYAN: That's what I'm training for.
This is my career now, my family.
You're fooling yourself, Ryan. Well, you would say that.
As for your discharge papers,
I would've thought you knew how slowly the wheels turn.
They haven't been finalised yet
and until they are, you are technically AWOL.
No way. DUTCHY: He's right.
I can have Swain or the navy police take you into custody.
You do that, you'll never see me again.
That's a promise.
MIKE: He said that they were his family now.
You should be talking to Maxine about all of this, not me.
I'm sorry. I know.
I...
Swain said that you've been unwell.
Yeah, I've been sick for a couple of days.
Well, why didn't you say something?
Well, I did... to Swain.
Right. Do you need to take sick leave?
No, no, I've got some medication for the nausea.
I'll try to get in to see the base doctor this afternoon.
But I'll be OK.
Are you sure? Yeah.
You go talk to Maxine.
(KNOCK AT DOOR)
Yeah. Excuse me, sir.
GD Security have brought forward their departure time
as a security measure.
To when? Just over an hour.
Prepare to crash-sail.
Hey, isn't that Ryan?
Yes.
What's he doing out there?
He's working for GD Security.
2DADS: You're kidding! No.
What do you want to do?
Nothing. We do our job.
Return their weapons, make sure they check the inventory
and sign for everything.
Aye, aye, sir. Where's the X?
Stomach bug.
Swain, I need you to do something for me.
You got it? Yes, sir.
Robert. Excuse... Ma'am.
Sorry that you're not feeling well.
Thanks.
Are you... are you feeling any better?
Um, I usually feel a bit better after I throw up.
So I'm feeling a bit better.
(PEOPLE SPEAK INDISTINCTLY IN THE DISTANCE)
Listen, I know it's none of my business,
but if you want someone to talk to...
No, it is none of your business
and I do hope you have enough respect for me
not to go spreading any rumours on board.
I wouldn't do that, ma'am. I never would.
Robert, I'm sorry. I know. I know that you wouldn't.
I'm...
(INDISTINCT ANNOUNCEMENT ON P.A.)
Have the boarding party already left?
Yeah. Oh.
Uh... ma'am.
That's the last of them.
You sure you boys don't wanna come along?
We'd be happy for 'Hammersley's company.
You're on your own, hot shot.
Alright, let's go.
Uh, just hang on a minute, Dutchy.
Sir, you have a Ryan White aboard this vessel, yes?
We do. OK.
I need to speak with him, please.
RO, get me NAVCOM on the sat phone, Commander White's office.
RO: Yes, sir.
Sir, there he is.
RO: Uh, yes, I've got Commander Flynn.
Ryan White. Swain.
You're under arrest for being
absent without leave from the Royal Australian Navy.
I'm to escort you back to HMAS 'Hammersley'...
No, wait. What? Hang on a second, mate.
Grab your kit, please. Sit down, son.
Ryan, don't make me ask you twice.
I don't want to have to take you out in cuffs.
Maxine, I've found Ryan. He's on the GD Security vessel.
He's what? He signed up with GD Security.
Oh, God. No, it's OK.
Swain's over there now.
We're bringing him back to 'Hammersley'.
Willingly? What?
Is he coming with you willingly?
Uh, no, but his discharge papers haven't been finalised so...
They came through this morning. He's no longer in the navy.
Yes, but...
You can't legally force him off that boat.
I'm not going.
Every crew member on this boat has a crucial role to play.
CO ON RADIO: Swain, Captain.
Excuse me. Yes, sir.
I've got Ryan with me now. We're on our way shortly.
Let him go, Swain.
SWAIN: Excuse me, sir? MIKE: Let him go.
I've just found out
he's officially no longer in the navy.
Over.
Yes, sir.
X, you have the ship.
I have the ship, sir.
DAVIDSON ON RADIO: Mayday, mayday, mayday.
This is the MV 'Sassy'. We're under attack by pirates.
RO: MV 'Sassy', this is HMAS 'Hammersley'.
What's your position? Over. 'Hammersley', we need help.
We've taken a direct hit to our steering
and we've got a fire below deck.
What is your position? Repeat - give us your position. Over.
We're at latitude 9.89...
(STATIC ON RADIO)
Gonna have to extrapolate from where we last saw them.
Keep trying, RO.
MV 'Sassy', this is HMAS 'Hammersley'.
Are you receiving? Over.
(STATIC)
XO: Sir.
Sir?
Without more precise coordinates,
we could be looking at a search area
of around 200 square miles.
RO, contact all shipping in the area, put out an alert.
Sir, I'm picking up a transmission from RCC.
A commercial plane spotted debris in the water.
Coordinates? Yeah, it's coming through now.
Debris in the water. Green 4-5. 500 metres.
There are bodies, sir.
Dutchy, with me.
DUTCHY: Recovered four bodies so far, sir.
Two GD Security, two unidentified.
They could be the pirates. No sign of Ryan.
MIKE: We've got the diplomat, Tagobe. What about Davidson?
DUTCHY OVER RADIO: No sign of him either.
So much for diplomatic immunity.
I'm sorry.
I need to call his mother.
MIKE OVER PHONE: I'm sorry, Maxine.
It doesn't look good.
(SNIFFS)
(HANGS UP PHONE)
(FOOTSTEPS)
Captain has the ship.
X, plot a course to Maroku.
Maroku? MIKE: Yes.
We're making a goodwill visit.
You can buy or sell anything there, especially diamonds.
Sir.
Goodwill?
There's goodwill and there's goodwill.
Steer 1-8-0.
MAN: Steer 1-8-0.
MAN: Course 1-8-0.
We'll anchor below the horizon. I'll lead the shore party.
X, you'll have the ship.
Maroku has a busy harbour
and back from that, the main trading district.
We'll split into two teams.
Are we going in armed, sir? No.
First step is to find any traders
who specialise in precious metals and stones.
And then what, sir?
We try and get a lead on the pirates or the diamonds.
Then we'll regroup, consider our options.
Change into your civvies. Assemble on the boat deck in 10.
MEN: Aye, sir.
Sir, I...
X, we need to act quickly before they offload their goods and disappear.
Now, I have no idea how you must be feeling...
He was my son.
I have to bring them to account, Kate. I have to.
The phones are working so keep in touch.
If you see anything suspicious, call.
And remember these people are dangerous,
so no single-handed heroics.
Dutch, you're with me.
What have you got?
The table on the far side of the bar.
SWAIN: Guy in the blue African shirt.
One of the traders pointed him out
when we mentioned diamonds.
What exactly did he say?
Well, we're not really sure, sir.
We had a pretty big language barrier.
Sir, I got a snap of him without him noticing.
It's not the best quality but you could recognise him.
I've uploaded it to RO.
He's running it through as many databases as he can.
OK, good. So we wait.
Sir, can I ask a question?
Sure.
If this guy does lead us to the pirates, what's our next move?
I mean, we're unarmed. We're supposedly on a goodwill visit.
These guys took out Davidson
and his whole team of ex-SAS heavyweights.
It does seem a little lopsided, sir.
Let's just wait and see where he leads us.
XO: Sir, RO's cleaned up the images
so they're good enough for face recognition
and he's on the DFAT database right now.
DFAT? How did you manage that?
XO: I put in a call to Commander White
and she authorised the necessary clearances...
Dutchy.
MIKE: OK, good. Let me know the minute you have anything.
Sir.
(MEN SPEAK INAUDIBLY)
He's still alive.
How do you want to play this?
Wait here.
Commander, good to see you.
Where's my son? Who?
Ryan White.
Your son? Commander, I'm terribly sorry.
Where is he?
As far as I can establish,
I'm the only one who survived the attack.
I saw Ryan take a hit. I'm sorry.
Oh. What happened?
I mean, you were well-armed. You were on alert.
They came at us with overwhelming force -
five boats, RPGs, automatic weapons.
Then how did you get away? Sheer good luck.
I was thrown into the water before our fuel tanks blew.
It was dark. I swam for my life.
Luckily, I was picked up by a fishing boat.
You expect me to believe this? It's the truth.
I'm trying to put together a team
to recover our consignment.
Then who's...
Who were you meeting with?
A local contact.
OK.
I'm truly sorry for your loss, Mike.
We're here to offer our assistance.
How?
I have a 270-tonne warship sitting off the coast.
You're out of your jurisdiction, Mike.
You got no authority. What about you?
Oh, I can act outside the system. You can't.
The truth is you'd be more of a hindrance and you know it.
So go home. I'll make sure they get what they deserve.
Alright. Maybe you're right.
Just promise me you will get these bastards.
If it's the last thing I do. You take care.
Want me to tail him, boss?
He'll be expecting that.
Where's 2Dads? He's tailing the other guy.
He took off like a rabbit.
(PHONE RINGS)
Sir, we have a match.
The man in the photograph, his name is Jamil Sahid.
He is a Sierra Leone national
and he's made a fortune in blood diamonds.
His present whereabouts is unknown.
Any prior connection with pirate activity,
specifically in this region?
Um, no. Not that we can make out.
So hardly a local contact.
Keep digging. XO: Will do.
Davidson has the diamonds.
What? So he escaped from the pirates with the goods?
Or maybe there never were any pirates.
DUTCHY OVER PHONE: 2Dads?
Dutchy. Yeah, I'm at the harbour.
Our guy's just boarded a yacht.
The way the crew's treating him, it looks like he owns it too.
DUTCHY: OK, stay there. We're on our way.
Roger.
No, thanks.
Coming up on three hours, sir. Thanks, Swain.
Swain. There he is.
Got him?
Yes, sir.
MIKE: No prizes for guessing what's in the case.
He's offloading the diamonds to the dealer, Sahid.
Ryan?
There's Ryan. Wait here. CHARGE: Where?
Sir?
Ryan!
Did our CO just do a runner?
DUTCHY OVER PHONE: Charge, I can't find him.
Has he come back your way or called in?
Negative.
Casting off. Yeah.
Sahid's about to get underway.
DUTCHY: Has Davidson left the boat? CHARGE: Nah.
He's hitching a ride. DUTCHY: I'll keep looking.
You contact 'Hammersley' and let them know what's happened.
Yeah.
(SHOUTS) Ryan!
(CROWD YELLS) Ryan!
Sorry.
But what do you mean you have lost the CO, Charge?
Well, he just left. He said he saw Ryan.
Well, did he?
I don't know.
Charge, did he or did he not see Ryan?
I don't know, X. No-one else did.
Look, I don't understand what is going on over there,
but we will track Sahid for as long as we can.
But without a full crew we can't follow him.
Understood.
Ryan. Wait, Ryan! Ryan!
Please. Please.
(PHONE RINGS) Yeah?
Dutchy, give me a SITREP.
Oh, there's still no sign of him, X.
Keep looking. Keep looking.
Roger.
Don't... Shhh.
Please don't hurt. Where did you get this?
I...
Where did you get this?
OK, I don't want to hurt you.
I don't want to hurt you. What's your name?
Your name? Your name?
Jesus.
OK. OK, Jesus.
Where did you get this? I no... I no steal. I find.
This is my son's. My son's.
I need... You have to tell me where you found it.
Please. I mean you no harm. I need to find my son.
Ma'am, if it maintains its present speed and course
contact will be off our screen in six minutes.
Thanks, Bird.
(DOOR OPENS)
Ryan.
I'm sorry.
It's OK.
Well, luckily the bullet missed your femoral artery
otherwise you wouldn't be here.
He has lost a lot of blood, though.
Can you tell me what happened?
It was early. I was on watch.
We rendezvoused with another boat.
Davidson was on the bridge. He said it was our backup crew.
Ah! Just try and keep still, mate.
Sorry.
It all happened so fast.
They came alongside and I saw the bodies under a tarp,
about six fishermen, all dead.
There's our pirates.
Then Davidson and his senior boys
opened fire on the rest of us.
We were unarmed. It was a massacre.
How did you get away?
Sorry.
I dived in the water. That's when I got shot.
I almost blacked out but I knew if I did I'd drown.
Right. He needs to get some rest, sir.
They dragged Mr Tagobe... MIKE: The diplomat?
...onto the deck, and he was begging for his life...
...and Garth shot him.
You saw Garth shoot him? Davidson shot Tagobe?
Yeah. Then they threw his body overboard.
He wanted him to be found!
Then they blew up the boat...
...and I clung to a piece of wreckage.
The next thing I knew it was light
and I was picked up by this little fishing boat.
It was Jesus and his family.
They didn't find any other survivors.
They took care of me.
They saved my life.
Did you see the name of the other boat?
No. It was dark.
Do you remember anything else?
The last thing Davidson said.
It doesn't make any sense, but. What?
It sounded like 'flaws'.
Flaws?
Diamonds have flaws. Sometimes they're flawless.
It might have been 'flawless'. I don't know.
I was concentrating on staying alive.
OK.
MIKE: Get some rest.
I know.
I'm an idiot.
Well, Commander White must be relieved.
You have no idea.
She also had an explanation why Davidson was prepared
to throw everything away for the diamonds.
A video has just been spotted on the net of him and his team
executing innocent civilians in Iraq six months ago.
Maxine thinks he might have known it was coming.
So a good time for him to disappear
before he could be held to account.
With enough money to bankroll his future.
Any luck on Sahid's boat?
No, I'm afraid not.
We're still heading along its last known course
but there is nothing on screen.
OK.
Sir, didn't Ryan mention
that Davidson had a second boat and accomplices?
He did, but Davidson got on Sahid's boat alone.
I'm thinking he's decided not to share.
Yeah. Killed his own men.
Davidson's methodical.
He'd have an exit strategy
and a new identity organised from the start.
OK, so if he can get himself to an airport, onto a plane,
he'll be gone for good.
Flores.
Not 'flaws'. Not 'flawless'. 'FIores'. Here.
Ryan overheard Davidson mention it. That's where he's heading.
Flores Island. XO: Are you sure?
No, but it's worth a shot.
The main town has a deepwater port and an airfield
and it's small enough to bluff your way through security.
(TYPES)
(BEEPING)
XO: Sir, we have a contact.
Bearing 1-0-9. Range eight nautical miles.
XO: Approaching Flores Island.
I have a visual, sir.
MIKE: That's them. Let's board.
XO: Hands to boarding stations. Hands to boarding stations.
Assume damage control state 3. Condition Voyage.
X, how are you feeling?
Yeah, I'm better now.
Are you sure? You're looking a little off-colour.
As a matter of fact, I still do feel a little unwell, sir.
But not too unwell?
No, not too unwell.
In that case you have the ship.
I have the ship.
Tear gas. Tear gas. Roger.
Hold off. Hold off.
Deploy. Deploy. Deploy.
(2DADS COUGHS)
You. Outside now.
Back on the... (GUNFIRE)
2DADS: Who's shooting? MIKE: On the ground.
It came from below decks. MIKE: Find Davidson.
Follow me.
Port clear. Port clear. Stay there.
Get Davidson out here.
Starboard clear.
Stand there, Davidson.
Commander, I am unarmed.
Leave your hands where I can see them.
We are in international waters, Mike. This is an act of piracy.
Where's Sahid, the diamond dealer?
In his cabin. He panicked when he saw you coming.
The fool took the coward's way out and shot himself.
You're under arrest.
Come and get me.
2DADS: Hey! The boss has got it.
(DAVIDSON GROANS)
(MIKE GROANS)
(GROANS)
Turn around. Sit. (SIGHS)
It's over, Davidson. Not by a long shot, Commander.
It's all over the internet,
you and your men shooting those Iraqis.
There's a public outcry. It wasn't me.
Picture quality sucks. How do you know it's not a fake?
All I have to do is plant reasonable doubt.
No way the UN's gonna want to believe it.
There's no doubt about what you did to steal these diamonds.
You think so, do you?
I recovered them from the pirates,
I was delivering them to their rightful owner.
In my version of events, I'm a hero, Flynn, not a bloody criminal.
Is that right?
Sahid could've told you that if he hadn't killed himself.
Funny that. So now there's no witnesses. Just you, right?
That's right. I'm the only one who knows the truth.
You remember my son?
Aren't you going? With your family?
I thought I'd give them some space.
I'll meet them at the hospital.
Feeling better?
Yeah, I'm better.
Good.
You know there was a rumour going around the crew
that you were pregnant?
What do you expect?
I can tell you categorically that I'm not.
Just out of interest, how would you feel if I was?