The Last Ship

Previously, on "The Last Ship"...

80% of the world's population is infected.

We're looking at a complete break down of the Earth's bio-sphere.

Americans...

Even though longer...

..wouldn't be here. ..of a big stick.

This is a full scale invasion of the United Nations

Yoe're haunted or may be hunted.

This... is what, war has done to you.

Captain James said, "War is a beast.

Which beast is it for you, Admiral?

I listened to the tape.

The sonar.

The battleship you said you heard.

It wasn't there.

You played the tape back?

I had to understand how you got

the classification so wrong.

But there was nothing,

and when a ship did show up,

it was in an entirely different class...

Smaller.

Sonar could barely hear it.

So, what...

I made it up?

Tom, you said yourself

you've been seeing and hearing that ship in your dreams.

It's been haunting you,

and the way you've been acting lately,

the risks you've been taking,

it's like you're courting your own death.

I heard it, Sasha.

I'm worried about you, Tom.

I'm worried to leave you on Nathan James.

In less than five hours,

you're gonna hit that beach in Colombia

with 300 Sailors and Marines.

Don't be afraid for me.

Just tell me you're gonna be okay.

We're gonna be okay.

Spotters, relay target one.

Lima, Bravo, 3-8-5-5, niner, 7-0-3.

Over.

Position confirmed.

Good morning, Colombia.

Fire.

*THE LAST SHIP* Season 05 Episode 10

*THE LAST SHIP* Episode Title: "Commitment"

Sync corrections by srjanapala

Right, 50, add 50.

We caught them by surprise, sir.

Yeah. They know we're here now.

Brawler, this is Mother. Report POSIT and T.O.T.

I.P. Ford and holding. No tally.

Their Navy's out there somewhere. Keep an eye out.

Roger that.

Tracks are at the waterline.

Good luck.

Navy's lighting 'em up pretty good!

How much longer?

Hey, Reporter.

You stay in my pocket, all right?

You keep your head down and your armor on.

I don't care how heavy it is. You got me?

Yeah. Yeah.

Devildogs, get those mortars up and running!

- Yes, sir! - Yes, sir!

Move, move, move, move.

Lima, Charlie, 3-8-1-5-0-1-6-1...

Ugh! Stay down! Stay down!

I'm good, I'm good.

Targeteers down.

Our troops are too close to the action

for us to fire blind.

Brawler, we need eyes on

- and suppressive fire. - Aye, sir.

Coming in hot.

Move!

Stinger!

Mayday! Mayday! Mayday!

This is Brawler. We've been hit. Going down.

Marking location... Hotel Victor.

Three souls on board.

I say again, we're going down.

Corpsman, up!

There's another gun emplacement!

Shift fire north! Everyone on me!

Move!

- Move! - Get up, let's go!

Move!

Should we retreat?

Retreat?!

Hell, we just got here!

Ow!

We're gonna run for that hill! You hear me?!

Yeah. I... On three!

Aaah!

- I got you! - Aaaah!

Hey, hey, hey, I got you!

Calm down! I'm not gonna leave you, Marine!

At least two buried gun emplacements!

We need to take them out ourselves!

Yes, that's the plan!

Nathan James... Vulture 3.

Too close for fire support. We'll take it from here.

Good luck.

You, you, and you...

Take care of those assholes up right!

The rest of you with me.

We're gonna break left

and take that goddamn hill.

Mortarmen, you lay down, cover fire,

and take out their big guns.

On my mark.

Now!

Move!

Move! Move, move, move!

Fire!

Move in!

Afuera!

Ah! Let's go, Marines. Go, go, go!

Vulture, this is Taylor.

Barracks are clear. We've got two dozen EPW.

Vulture, copy.

Raider 2, Alpha Team Leader. Southern beach is clear.

All teams, this is Charlie Chief Gunny.

Team leader is K.I.A.,

we have multiple casualties,

but there is no more hostile activity.

Stonewall 6, Raider 2.

Red Beach is secure.

This is Stonewall 6 reading you loud and clear.

Sending medical support and logistics.

Sailors and Marines, well done.

Last gasp of a dying dictator,

inciting his people to rise up.

Gonna force us to kill civilians

just to protect his own ass. Coward.

Swain, can you trace the broadcast?

I've got a general area.

All right. Give me whatever you got.

Vulture Team, Navy Spear.

We have coordinates for a possible HQ.

Mark 1-0.8-5-6 North,

Negative 7-4.1-8-3 West.

- Copy that. - Go get 'em.

We've identified three enemy

critical capabilities inland.

Alpha, Bravo, Charlie Companies,

you each head out and destroy them.

Weapons, you have everything you need?

- Yes, ma'am. - Good.

And we have more assets unloading as we speak.

Captain, you did good today.

Thank you, sir. These are some brave Marines, sir.

You're right about that. Damn right.

Find that son of a bitch Gustavo Barros.

When you do, we'll send in reinforcements.

Yes, ma'am.

That is all.

Nice work, Steve.

Thank you, ma'am.

No.

Tavo.

Felipe.

No.

General quarters, general quarters.

All hands, man your battle station.

We just picked up a ship coming out of the north.

What kind of ship?

Don't know yet, but she's heading our way.

Sounds like the Espora class Corvette

we jammed on the way down. Called in from the beach.

Michener doesn't have the firepower to take them on.

We're gonna have to do it without our helo.

T.A.O., put a RHIB in the water at 25 knots,

blasting surface radar to pull them off our scent,

and keep the turns wide. I want it to look like

- we're running away. - Aye, sir.

Man the boat deck. I say again,

- man the boat deck. - With the Corvette's eyes on our RHIB,

we send two Mark 54s down her bearing line.

Smart. Mask ourselves in the noise of the torps,

follow in close behind, hit 'em with some harpoons.

Underwater batteries, ready port and starboard tubes,

and roll FIS green.

Let's sink this son of a bitch.

Simon.

Gustavo.

He's here.

Apache 1, this is Raider Actual.

We have a visual on target.

Commencing point PL recon,

checking weapons and forces.

Requesting any available unit.

Let's check around front.

Wolf, you're hit.

It's nothing. It's just a scrape.

Doc! Doc!

Azima, it's nothing.