Sea Patrol

You hear this?

This is the Captain speaking.

The American Ambassador has just arrived on HMAS Newcastle.

The metal ceremony is scheduled to last one hour.

We are to remain on alert status

until Ambassador Davis departs.

That is all.

Why would the Navy get some big yanks

to dish out medals, eh?

Twin Task Force in the Gulf, mate.

These guys distinguish themselves.

The Americans are very grateful.

Americans hand out medals like chub a chub, Swain.

Sounds to me like someone's jealous.

I don't need some tin badge to tell me how good I am.

You do a pretty good job of that yourself.

Ah, so they're the hero dudes, eh?

Bird, four from left.

Talk about cute.

Petty Officer Dylan Mulholland, second class.

He can be my hero any day.

Congratulations, Petty Officer.

Thank you, sir.

Well done.

Still got his arms and legs.

How hero could he have been?

HMAS Hammsersley, go ahead.

They said the Ambassador to send

a chopper all the way out here.

Newcastle's on deployment, but that's just an excuse.

Sorry, ma'am, can you repeat that please?

Good PR.

It'll look good on the tele.

Okay, can you calm down, please?

Sir, I've got a mayday.

I'm having trouble hearing it.

Put it on speaker, RO.

Sir.

They're here now, up on deck.

I can't.

Oh, my god.

Oh, my god.

Ma'am this Lieutenant Commander Mike Flynn

on Australian warship Hammersley.

Can you tell me your name?

My name's Caroline.

Please help me.

What's the name of your vessell, Caroline?

I'm on a fishing boat.

It's the White Knight.

Oh, my god, they're shooting.

Who's shooting?

I don't know.

They just boarded the boat.

Oh god, I'm so scared.

Sir, there's nothing on radar or AIS.

Do you think it's legit?

Can you give me your coordinates?

I don't know anything about boats.

Just look for the GPS.

I don't know.

I can't.

It looks just like a satnav in your car.

It should be right near the radio.

This thing with the numbers.

That's it.

Read me the numbers.

One, seven, zero, five.

Zero five. Zero five.

Four six two four.

Caroline?

Caroline, are you still there?

Please, god.

I don't wanna die.

23 miles bearing two-three-zero, sir.

All right, X, take a rib.

We'll stay with the fleet.

Listen, Caroline, we're coming to get you.

Do you promise?

I give you my word.

It's fine.

Clear!

Clear, X.

Captain, X, boat appears to be deserted, over.

I told the women to hide, X.

Search everywhere.

Yes, sir.

Swain.

RO.

Caroline?

Caroline?

Australian Navy.

If you're down there...

It's a bomb!

Bomb, bomb, bomb.

It's a bomb.

Bomb, bomb, bomb.

Go, get out.

What's going on?

Go.

Come to a full stop, Swain.

On three.

One, two, three.

Lift.

That's it.

We got you.

Robert and Swain are okay, boss.

It's just 2Dads and the X is still missing.

2Dads, grab my hands.

About time you guys showed up.

Have you seen the X?

No?

No.

X! X!

Sir.

Charge, come around 50 yards east of your position.

Good spot, Bird.

X, X, are you all right?

That's it.

Bring her back.

You got any pain, headache?

I have a slight headache.

What day of the week is it?

It's a trick question, it's Tuesday.

Pupils are a little bit sluggish.

What is sluggish?

Possible concussion.

We'll need a CT scan when we get back to shore.

I don't need a CT scan.

I'm not having one.

I'm afraid the CT scan is mandatory, ma'am.

Please god, I don't want to die.

Listen, Caroline, we're coming to get you.

Do you promise?

I give you my word.

The White Knight was a fishing charter out of Cairns.

With its manifest destroyed, we're unsure of how many

were on board or their identities.

And you think this was an act of piracy,

Lieutenant Commander Flynn?

My crew members found no evidence of looting, ma'am,

but it could be a ransom scenario.

Then why blow up the vessel?

To cover their tracks, let us know they're serious?

That'd be my best guess.

But we need to coordinate assets as soon as possible.

All right, you heard Lieutenant Commander.

We need to brief Canberra and our seniors.

Let's get on with it.

How are you, Mike?

I'm keen to get back out there, Maxine.

Yourself?

Well, better for this change of scenery.

I was getting itchy feet in Canberra.

That doesn't surprise me.

Even an ad for you couldn't sit still through a lecture.

Well lucky for me, you took excellent notes.

Yeah, and look where they got you.

I'll walk you out.

Actually, that's what I wanted to speak to you about.

According to your file, you've been up for promotion twice

in the last 12 months and knocked them both back.

Promotion means shore posting.

Judging from that mayday recording,

you could do with some time off the water.

You gave that woman your word you'd get to her.

Now since when does a CO make those sorts of promises?

Thank you.

I need an ally in here, Mike.

Someone I can trust.

I'd consider it a personal favor.

Look, Maxine, we just docked to refuel.

And you're keen to get back out there, okay.

I won't press it.

For now.

I understand you're still waiting on some crew members.

We had a few post off.

All right, I just assigned you a new buffer.

He'll arrive today before you sail.

And here.

For a gap girl, you're pretty lucky.

I was a full-blown abled seaman

before I saw my first explosion.

Yeah, well technically I didn't see it.

Just the aftermath.

Stick close to me.

Trouble tends to follow me around.

How'd you go at the hospital?

Well, the CT scan came back clear,

and it looks like it's just a few bruised ribs.

You know what that means.

My own personal masseuse, you offering?

Light duties.