"Another beautiful navy day, X." "Yeah, it is." "I bet Commander Flynn's green with envy." "What do you think of the new CO?" "He's no Mike Flynn. (LAUGHS)" "I have no idea." "I haven't had a chance to speak with him since he's taken this command." "Morning, all." "Morning, sir." "Good morning, sir." "Morning." "X, we've been on operations a while now." "I think it's time the crew got to let off a bit of steam." "Don't you?" "What did you have in mind, sir?" "Oh, a bit of crew bonding, you know, get to know each other better." "Let's call it Operation Relax." "Relax?" "Yeah." "(YELLS)" "Ohh!" "Let's start bringing them down now, Swaino." "Yes, sir." "That's an order." "Hit him." "Alright, get back in!" "Oh!" "Oh!" "RO:" "That was a clear foul!" "He fouled!" "XO:" "Whoo, Coburn!" "RO, you 've gotta love a CO who can mix it with the common man." "He doesn't put enough emphasis on communications." "You sound as though you're resistant to the change." "You don't miss Mike Flynn?" "X!" "Oh!" "Oh!" "(LAUGHTER)" "BOMBER:" "Oh!" "Oh!" "(LAUGHS) Fair go." "Just going for the ball, Bomber." "No balls here, 2Dads." "(CHEERS)" "(LAUGHS) Yay!" "Nice one." "Whoo!" "Good job, Bird." "Yeah." "(SIGHS)" "(SWAIN LAUGHS) Nice one, 2Dads." "Ohhh!" "Don't look at me!" "You kicked it, you go get it." "Off you go." "Fine." "Run, Forrest, run." "And watch out for the crocs." "(BIRDS AND INSECTS CHIRP)" "Gross, something died." "(COUGHS)" "Errrgh." "(MUD SQUELCHES)" "(GRUNTS) Come on." "(YELLS) (GUNSHOTS)" "X, Swain, let's go." "2Dads!" "Over here." "RO:" "What is that putrid stench?" "Ugh!" "BOMBER:" "Ugh!" "Crocs' nest, sir." "Was." "That is disgusting." "Someone's killed all the crocs and skinned them." "Poachers." "They've taken the eggs as well, the mongrels." "This is not on." "This is Australian territory." "Crocs are protected." "I'm gonna stop this butchery." "Sorry, X. Got caught up." "Nice perfume." "Thank you." "Come in." "So, where do you think these poachers are coming from?" "My guess is the Teluk Islands." "I've spent a bit of time there recently." "There's a fat market in Rukara flogging skins and live juvenile crocs." "Mike Flynn's my right hand." "I'd like him to hear this too." "Congratulations on your promotion." "Steve." "X. Sir." "I hope you're taking good care of 'Hammersley'." "Like a duck to water, sir." "Lieutenant McGregor's been showing me the ropes." "Steve's just been filling me in on some serious croc poaching operating in our waters." "Yes, nesting season, so eggs are rife." "I reckon they'll be back over the coming weeks." "Croc trade's worth millions worldwide." "They get about 600 bucks a skin, which to them is worth more than a human life, let alone a poor croc." "You seem to have a bit of a soft spot for them." "It's a fascinating creature, the crocodile." "No oil painting but their mating and sexual rituals are very passionate, very romantic." "Well, it seems we may have an opportunity here." "(QUIETLY) What do you think, Mike?" "(CLEARS THROAT) Ma'am?" "To nab the poachers?" "Well, yes." "Well, I think it's worth a shot." "With some night-time surveillance, you might get lucky." "With your permission, ma'am, we'll sail this afternoon." "Good." "XO:" "Sir, perhaps a night off before we sail..." "Sorry, X, I've got a head of steam up on this one." "I'll make it up to the crew once we've nabbed ourselves some poachers." "Lieutenant, a word before you leave, please." "You take your time, X. I'll be waiting in the car." "Yes, sir." "Well, you and Steve Irwin have clearly hit it off." "He's very knowledgeable and obviously very fond of..." "BOTH:" "Crocodiles." "(LAUGHS) you're fitting in well here." "Yeah, it's better than I thought." "I suppose I should have done it earlier." "You were right." "Well, I guess we'll see each other once you 've nabbed those poachers." "Guess we will." "This rotation you're in the galley, which basically means you're my assistant." "you'll need those." "And that." "And you can start with these potatoes." "OK." "Oh, Bird, I was looking for you." "Uh, dinner's not for another two hours." "Check it out." "(GASPS)" "Huh?" "Oh!" "Is that a..." "Croc egg, yeah." "I rescued him from that nest we found." "Poachers must have missed it." "It's undamaged." "He wants you to cook it." "Don't listen to him." "He's inhumane." "No, I'm gonna nurture him and I'm gonna hatch a little croc." "What, so it can grow into a man-eating killer?" "That's a great idea, 2Dads." "I'm gonna take him to a sanctuary when I hatch him." "I think that is really sweet of you, 2Dads." "Isn't it?" "No comment." "Bird, the gash needs ditching." "(BUCKETS CLATTER)" "Oh, hey, hey, I can do that." "Bird, hold on." "Come on, I'll do that." "Here, you hold onto it." "Be very gentle." "OK." "Robert, why is everyone paying all this attention to Bird?" "I thought it would have been pretty obvious." "I mean, she's... really sweet." "Come on, RO, everyone's falling over themselves to be nice to her and I'm just... ignored." "Come on, Bomber, you're not ignored, you're just..." "What?" "!" "Well... you're one of the boys." "Sir, we're coming up on the croc grounds now." "Very good." "Slow ahead both engines." "Slow ahead both engines." "Charge, let's kill the nav lights." "Darkening the ship, sir." "X, have a RHIB crew on stand-by, ready to launch." "Sir, RHIB crew standing by." "Excellent." "I love an X who can anticipate an order." "Right, we'll settle in for some surveillance." "Oh, no." "2Dads, the croc, it's hatched." "Where is he?" "I just came in and it was gone." "You lost him?" "Where is he?" "No." "He's not here." "I've looked." "I thought you were looking after him." "We're gonna have to search this whole boat before somebody loses a finger or a toe, Bird." "Come on, help me look." "I have a contact at green 1-0, range 6 nautical miles." "Very good." "Dutchy, can you pick that up on the FLIR?" "Yes, sir, I've got it." "It's a possible FFV." "She's stationary." "There's no activity on deck." "Not much fishing going on there." "Follow me." "OK." "They're siting there and there's an estuary just there." "X, get RHIB into recce." "Away sea boat, away sea boat." "Alright, cut back the revs." "(GASPS) Is that?" "Croc city." "(SPLASH!" ") Ahh!" "Ma'am, over there, and they've got a croc." "OK, lights up." "Let's go." "OK, let's go." "This is the Australian Navy!" "There they are, there they are." "Stop your engines." "Stop your engines or we'll fire upon you." "Hey, RO, prepare to fire a warning shot across their bow." "Aye, ma'am." "(THUD!" ") (SCREAMS)" "(SPLASH!" ") Man overboard!" "Bomber, she's gone!" "Stop the engine!" "Bomber's gone!" "Help!" "Help!" "Lights off!" "Turn around!" "Turn around!" "'Hammersley', this is 'Thunder'." "We have a man overboard." "Repeat, we have a man overboard." "Roger that, 'Thunder'." "Launching 'Lightning' to assist." "Over." "Stand by to launch port sea boat." "Made it back to the mother ship." "Dammit!" "OK, stop the engine, stop the engine!" "RO:" "Did you think you saw her?" "Have we gone past her?" "Front!" "Where?" "Bomber!" "Bomber!" "Oh, God." "Bomber!" "Swing these torches back up." "Bomber!" "Where?" "There." "To the right." "Help!" "There, there!" "Over there!" "Over there!" "A croc's got my leg!" "Help." "Stop, turn, yep." "Bomber!" "Forward starboard." "Forward starboard." "Help." "Please." "(WHIMPERS)" "Oh, my leg." "SWAIN:" "Shush, shush, it's OK." "Let me look." "Sit up." "My leg, is it still there?" "It's just a nasty gash, OK?" "You sure you're not humouring me?" "Because I can't feel it." "Bomber, it's fine, alright?" "You probably snagged it on a branch when you fell in." "Bird, I'm gonna need your help." "Can you get me some antiseptic wash and some field dressings, please?" "Swain, are you sure it's not a croc bite?" "Bomber, it's fine." "Let's give Swain some space." "RO." "Swain?" "Just down there." "Bomber, you'll be OK." "(GROANS)" "Come on, mate, you're alright." "It hurts." "Maybe she should just stick to cooking." "I've still got them on a bearing of 3-5-5 degrees." "Can we catch them, sir?" "They've had such a massive head start, they'll be in foreign waters before we can apprehend them." "Recommend we abandon pursuit, sir." "We're just burning fuel here." "I'll worry about our fuel consumption, Charge." "X, set course for Rukara." "Sir?" "I reckon that's their heading." "Their vessel's a typical stink boat of that region." "Even if you're right, we have no jurisdiction there." "I don't need jurisdiction for a goodwill visit." "Steer 3-5-5." "Steering 3-5-5." "So, has anyone asked about me?" "Uh, well, they said, "Good onya."" "Are you serious?" "I almost get eaten by a croc and that's all they've got to say?" "(SIGHS)" "(SCREAMS) Ow!" "(GASPS) What?" "What happened?" "There's a croc in my rack." "What?" "What?" "Well, it looks like it's of the non-lethal species - crocodilus latexus." "Idiot." "Good, mate." "DUTCHY:" "Are you OK?" "Ooh-wee!" "You sure?" "Yeah, I'm fine, I'm fine." "Do you want us to get you a hot chocolate or something?" "Cup of tea?" "I'm fine." "Sure?" "Orange juice?" "Come on." "Night-night." "Night." "A hot milk?" "(LAUGHS)" "There it is, sir." "I can see that, leader." "X, once we're alongside, announce 24 hours R and R for the crew." "Very good, sir." "What do you intend to do about the poachers?" "I'm wanna meet with the local authorities." "Party time." "XO has the conn." "DUTCHY:" "XO has the conn." "Ready to party, ladies?" "Hey, you set me up." "There was never a baby croc, was there?" "Not exactly." "But the upside is I'm genuinely ashamed of myself, so much so that let's hit the town together." "Drinks are on me." "Sorry, 2Dads." "Bird's on galley duties." "She's cleaning out the ovens." "you're gonna have to find another playmate." "Getting her to clean ovens, that's not picking on her?" "Yeah, I'd hate to see you with a real grudge." "For your information, she's underage." "She couldn't come out on the gas with us anyway." "Could she, Swain?" "She could have had a guava juice or something." "Yeah, how boring would that be, listening to a bunch of drunken sailors banging on all night?" "No, no, no, I happen to be very entertaining when I'm socially lubricated." "Hey, what about this place?" "The Crocodillo Bar, right." "Check out those dudes by the bar." "I reckon they've got 'Iowlife poachers' stamped to their foreheads." "Hey, come on, let's forget about the crocs now." "We're here to relax, buddy." "Yeah." "It's your shout." "What?" "CHARGE:" "Away you go." "Oh." "Nuts or butts?" "Five beers, please." "Schnappy time!" "(CHEERING) Kaikai." "Kaikai." "Kaikai." "Schnappy!" "Kaikai?" "Why are they selling baby chicks?" "Kaikai." "Kaikai?" "Kaikai?" "Want to buy?" "What is kaikai?" "Kaikai is food." "Food for what?" "Schnappy." "Oh, no." "(CHEERING) MAN:" "Schnappy!" "(SPLASH!" ")" "Yee-ha!" "MAN:" "Come on, Schnappy!" "Kaikai." "Schnapp-Schnapp-Schnappy!" "Oh, this is un-bloody-believable." "(CHICK CHIRPS) (CHEERING)" "Look, excuse me." "Excuse me." "How much?" "Do you want to buy?" "Yeah, the whole lot." "The whole basket." "How much?" "(QUIETLY) Do you have a problem?" "Yeah, I've got a problem." "This is cruelty to animals." "You can't do this." "I'll do what I like." "This is MY place." "You fool." "(LAUGHS) Oi." "Hey." "SWAIN:" "2Dads, hey, just leave it." "Something to say, scumbag, say it to my face." "Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey." "Come here!" "Come here!" "Let it go." "Let it go!" "(YELLS INDISTINCTLY) Let it go." "Calm down." "Prick." "We're going, alright." "Steady." "The bar sucks!" "Yeah!" "I bet you that croc is an Aussie, poached from our waters." "We can't prove anything so you may as well forget about it, OK?" "Let's just find a place for a drink and a decent feed, hey?" "You guys go." "I'm not hungry." "you're not gonna go back to the ship." "Nah." "I think I'll check out that little gambling place we passed before." "Trust you to sniff out a poker game, 2Dads." "I'll catch you later, eh?" "I'm off too." "I'd love to have a big night but I've got duty watch, so..." "Let's go and get some food." "RO:" "I don't understand how the crocodile stays in the pen." "Different set of rules, mate." "It's just not right." "I know." "Have fun, eh?" "Brought you a brew." "Thanks." "Actually I thought that you might like some company." "Uh..." "I'm fine." "I'm just taking this opportunity to write up the man overboard report." "Thanks all the same." "Where is everyone, X?" "Most of the crew have gone into town, sir." "How did you go with the local authorities?" "Complete waste of time." "Corrupt as hell." "Paid off by some local business identity, that's the word." "So they'll do nothing about the poaching?" "Put it this way, the guy I reported it to was wearing croc skin boots." "What does that tell ya?" "That it's futile and we're impotent in this situation." "Yeah." "We'll see about that." "WOMAN:" "Kaikai, you want to buy?" "MAN:" "Aviation, eh?" "No, you have to buy it." "Yeah, you want?" "Yeah, you can take it." "Sea patrol end up cruising around trying to get people..." "Kaikai!" "Where do you study aviation?" "Hey, you want to buy?" "Kaikai, hey, you want to buy?" "You want to buy?" "He get hungry." "Just take one." "No, no, no, no." "No." "No!" "Hey!" "Get out. you're barred." "Not till I get those chicks." "Take him out." "(YELLS) No, watch the stock!" "Boss?" "(YELLS)" "Croc!" "Get the croc!" "Go!" "Oi, get back here!" "He's wobbling around!" "Hold him!" "I can't hold him much longer!" "Just drop him." "What?" "!" "Drop him." "Drop him?" "Just drop him." "(GROWLS)" "No!" "(TRUCK HORN BLARES)" "(SQUELCH!" ") He's roadkill now." "There they are!" "Get them!" "We're outta here." "I'll kill you, you dogs." "(PANTS)" "Sir, I just wanted to say how much I appreciate you helping me out back there." "You caused that." "I only stepped in because you were about to get your throat cut." "I'm sure glad you stepped in when you did." "Leader, I just wanna make one thing very clear." "I'm the CO and I was never there." "I trust we understand each other?" "Yes, sir." "Perfectly, sir, you can count on me." "I hope so." "What happened to you last night?" "A few hands of poker." "Looks like more than a poke judging by those bruises." "We had a slight disagreement." "So, did you win?" "Oh, you know poker - you win some, you lose some." "Yeah, I'm talking about the fight." "Look, RO, I'd appreciate it if you didn't mention it to anyone, OK?" "Navy Command has received a formal complaint from the relevant authorities in Rukara from a local businessman there." "Now, it pertains to $50,000 damage to an establishment called the Crocodillo Bar, and the kidnap and murder of a pet croc allegedly by an Australian sailor." "If you have any knowledge of this incident, you'd better tell me right now." "I can assure you, ma'am, I know absolutely nothing about it." "The bar owner, a Mr Malachi, is demanding reimbursement." "For the croc too." "Apparently it was a bit of a tourist attraction and accounted for a large part of his earnings." "Well, I can't say I feel much sympathy for him." "It's people like this that keep the croc-poaching industry thriving." "Lieutenant Commander Coburn, I think you're missing the point." "This incident will have serious repercussions." "Now, it brings the navy into disrepute and it threatens our goodwill in that region." "And I am really keen to clear this up before it hits the press." "I can appreciate that, ma'am, but let me reassure you that none of my crew, none of my boys, had anything to do with it." "I run a very tight ship." "Well, you are new to this crew, Steve." "Yes." "There's another possible explanation." "Well, go on." "Well, the local authorities are corrupt." "My investigations whilst there indicate they're being paid off by local business identities connected to the croc poachers." "Yes, I've read your report." "It's quid pro quo." "We report them for croc poaching, they accuse us of this rubbish and try and shake down the Australian Government for money while they're at it." "Alright." "Leave it with me." "Ma'am." "(SIGHS) What do you make of all this, Mike?" "I tend to agree." "It doesn't sound like my crew." "The 'Hammersley' crew." "Is that separation anxiety speaking?" "Maybe just a bit." "Mmm." "I need you to go down there, interview the crew, and see what shakes out." "Well, shouldn't we leave that to Coburn?" "I don't wanna step..." "I know." "But you're not their CO now and you need to step up to the responsibilities of this position." "Unless, of course, you don't feel you can be impartial." "If that were the case, I'd personally be very disappointed." "Sounds like a beat-up to me." "Those tossers should be thankful we didn't trash their joint." "I can't believe NAVCOM is taking such a bogus claim seriously." "Kidnapping and murder of crocs, it's ridiculous." "Dead croc's a good croc if you ask me." "Well, Commander White is no slouch." "There'll be an investigation for sure." "You worry too much, X. It'll blow over, you mark my words." "Gangway!" "Steve, X. Commander, welcome aboard." "Any excuse to visit the old girl, eh?" "(LAUGHS) I've been tasked with interviewing your crew about the Rukara incident." "Rukara." "Right, I thought we had that sorted." "If there's any interviewing to be done," "I should be the one doing it." "It's just that Commander White feels" "I have more history with the crew." "Well, this is an affront to my status as CO." "It's not personal, Steve." "OK." "Well, I'll be sitting in, then." "That won't be necessary." "I'll be taking care of this." "So, I've set up the wardroom for interviews and posted a roster of those that had shore leave." "Thanks, X." "Between us, you know I'd really rather not be doing this." "I know." "But if there is any truth in it, they're lucky that you're handling it, Commander." "Are you saying it did happen?" "No, no, I'm not at all." "It's just that..." "it's good to see you." "We still on for tonight?" "Tonight?" "Absolutely." "(KNOCK AT DOOR)" "Congratulations on your promotion, sir." "Thank you." "Take a seat, Charge." "Sure." "So, you were at this Crocodillo Bar?" "Yeah, yeah, a few of us were there and we saw them feeding baby chicks to a croc." "2Dads had a few words with the owner." "2Dads?" "Why doesn't that surprise me?" "Look, sir, he got a bit upset but there was no brawl." "There was no damage and definitely no croc kidnap." "And then you all left, including 2Dads?" "We were out of there in five minutes tops." "Sir." "Trust me." "you'll be next, 2Dads." "So, apparently the report also mentions assault." "They claim there was a fist fight." "Oh, mate, some people will say anything." "I'm personally outraged at the whole thing." "It's just... a waste of time." "(CLEARS THROAT)" "Mmm, it's ironic, really, because I don't believe I know how you got those bruises." "RO, you think I had something to do with it, yeah?" "(LAUGHS)" "I told you, I was playing poker." "How could I be in two places at the same time?" "Oh, yeah." "It's impossible." "you're delusional." "I'm jumping to conclusions." "I'm obviously a naturally suspicious person." "Better work on that, RO." "The navy's not gonna let it go, 2Dads, until they get to the bottom of it." "What do you mean?" "Well, they'll expend resources." "They'll bring over witnesses, they'll put us in a line-up." "It'll be like a royal commission." "And the longer that it goes on, the more money that they spend, the worse it is going to be for the culprit." "(KNOCK AT DOOR)" "OK, 2Dads, Commander Flynn will see you next." "(CLEARS THROAT)" "Ma'am." "Mm-hm." "I think I'm gonna need your help." "He's admitted to getting into an argument with the owner which led to the fight and to the damage to the bar and also to removing the crocodile from the premises." "Leader, why did you remove the crocodile from the bar?" "Ma'am, I decided it should be liberated." "I feel really bad it got run over." "He's an animal lover, ma'am." "Well, that's commendable." "But your drunk and disorderly behaviour and this damage bill isn't." "You 've brought the navy into disrepute and you will be charged at a formal hearing." "Ma'am, I'll be happy to accept whatever punishment you see fit." "Well, that's yet to be decided." "Firstly, I'd like to know, who was the second sailor with you?" "Ma'am?" "You heard me." "The second sailor, who was he?" "There wasn't anyone." "I was alone." "I..." "I came back to the bar alone." "Leader, the updated complaint clearly states there were two of you involved in the fight and two of you who removed the croc from the bar!" "Oh, that guy, he was just this guy..." "Oh, come on, 2Dads, why would a guy you 've just met defend you in a fight and help you steal a pet croc?" "He was an animal lover too, sir." "I suggest you lose the smug attitude." "Ma'am, he came forward voluntarily." "He should get some credit for that." "Lieutenant McGregor, he's clearly protecting someone from the crew." "Or perhaps it's a case of misplaced loyalty." "Misplaced loyalty or not, he's being subversive and he's lying." "Well..." "Is THAT true?" "Ma'am, I honestly don't remember." "Well, leader, you have 24 hours to improve that memory and cough up a name or you can start looking for a new career." "Get out of my office." "X, I, uh..." "Kate?" "I understand what you're doing and I respect your loyalty." "With respect, ma'am, you don't understand anything about it." "you're about to screw up your career, I get that." "What do you expect me to do, turn dog?" "How long would I last?" "You get on the ship, you find the person and you convince them to come forward." "I already told you, I don't know the bloke." "2Dads, I can't think of anyone on the ship dumber than you but clearly there is someone." "Find them." "Persuade them to step up." "(KNOCK AT DOOR) Come in." "Could I have a word, sir?" "Sure." "How did you go with Commander White?" "Um, not too good, sir." "That's what I wanted to talk to you about." "Um, they want me..." "I'm gonna have to come clean, sir, otherwise they're gonna kick me out of the navy." "We had an agreement, son." "A drunken promise is a drunken promise but they're gonna discharge me, sir. (LAUGHS)" "(SIGHS)" "Do you now how many leading seamen there are in the Royal Australian Navy?" "No, sir." "2,198." "Do you know how many lieutenant commander cos there are?" "41." "22,00. 41." "Who do you think is the more difficult to replace?" "(HOARSELY) The CO, sir." "Which is exactly why you're gonna do what's best for the navy and take the full blame yourself." "Even if it means my career?" "(CHUCKLES) Mate, I've seen your file and, believe me, so has Commander White." "you're a serial troublemaker, Kosov-Meyer, a conspicuous flouter of rules, subversive, disrespectful to your superior officers, a liar with a smug attitude." "Thanks for talking me up, sir." "Oh, that's fine." "There's more." "I can go on." "Point is, mate, you won't do yourself any favours if you go mouthing off about me." "No-one will believe you." "You can go." "You OK?" "No, I'm not." "They're gonna kick me out." "What?" "!" "But you owned up, right?" "I've got 24 hour... no, 20 hours to let them know who the other sailor was with me or else I'm gonna get kicked out." "So there's someone else?" "Who was it?" "What does it matter, RO?" "you're not gonna believe me." "You could try me." "(DOOR CLOSES)" "So who do you think he's protecting?" "He fancies Bird." "Was it you?" "No." "Bird was cleaning ovens all night, Bomber." "Not ALL night, Charge." "She didn't leave the ship." "And where were you, Bomber?" "It wasn't me." "Of course it wasn't." "Oh, come on, she wasn't even there." "Were you?" "Oh, what, so I'm invisible now?" "Get out of my galley." "(KNOCK AT DOOR)" "I thought we had a date." "I thought we cancelled." "I'd just like to know why you walked away from me today." "Because you 've turned." "And what's that supposed to mean?" "Well, you're clearly one of the bureaucrats now." "I'm just doing my job." "I have responsibilities that come with this new position, like it or not." "That includes not supporting your former crew, does it?" "I have to be impartial." "It's not personal." "Oh, that is crap." "You know, you hide behind this veneer of command." "I look at you with your straight back and your square shoulders and it is your armour and you won't let anyone in because you're afraid." "you're an emotional coward, Mike Flynn." "And I have put up with it for three years now." "And sometimes I think you actually enjoy tormenting me." "Oh, come on, Kate!" "That's unfair." "You know the regulations." "Yeah, the regulations, they don't apply anymore, do they?" "You can't hide behind them anymore." "(PHONE RINGS)" "Kate McGregor, hello." "OK." "Yep, I'll be there in an hour." "'Bye." "Duty calling?" "Notice for sea." "Coburn has a lead on the poachers." "The navy has no sense of timing." "Well, six hours left, 2Dads." "Time to spill your guts." "BOMBER:" "Come on, 2Dads, tell us." "At least tell Bomber it wasn't me." "Listen, everyone, I think the right thing to do is for whoever did it to fess up themselves." "CHARGE:" "That's right." "Oh, that went well." "Right, well, in the absence of someone volunteering," "I guess it's up to you to tell us who it was." "Just tell the truth, 2Dads." "It's not worth losing your career over, mate." "That's just ridiculous." "It was the CO." "(BOMBER LAUGHS) Come on!" "(LAUGHS) 2Dads, really, I thought you'd come up with something better than that, mate." "I'm disappointed." "How much trouble do you have to be in before you start taking things seriously?" "It's your funeral, mate." "Unbelievable." "Leader, I've tried to explain this nicely to you and I've given you the opportunity to do the right thing but you seem not to have understood." "I'm sorry, sir." "It just slipped out." "But like you said, no-one believed me." "Do we have a communication problem here?" "Understand this - you make an enemy of me and your life won't be worth living in or out of the navy, got it?" "What, no smart comment now, sailor?" "MAN ON P. A:" "CO requested at the bridge." "You alright, 2Dads?" "Not now, RO." "Hey, 2Dads, I just wanna let you know..." "I'm not interested!" "Oh, sir, we have contact with the poachers." "They're right where Coastwatch said they'd be." "The mother ship is stationary here, range 6 nautical miles." "And they have just dispatched a Zodiac." "Right, Dutchy, can you pick that up on the EOD?" "Ah, I've got them, sir." "They're headed for that estuary." "X, take a RHIB and go after them." "Hands to boarding stations." "Charge, Swain, go after them with the second RHIB." "Yes, sir." "And this time, let's try not to lose anyone, eh?" "CHARGE:" "Heading for the mother ship, X." "XO:" "Roger that." "We'll cover the estuary." "Ease back on the throttle." "We don't wanna announce our presence." "Hey, X, there's plenty of submerged mangroves here." "We'd better take it easy." "Yeah, copy that." "Stick to the middle of the channel." "No telling how far in they could have gone, ma'am." "Just keep your eyes peeled." "This place gives me the creeps." "(FIRES RAPIDLY) There they are!" "OK, aim for the boat!" "Get after them." "Australian Navy!" "Stop your engines, drop your weapons!" "Repeat - stop your engines, drop your weapons." "(GUNFIRE)" "Dutchy, prepare to get across." "Ease back on the throttle." "DUTCHY:" "Well, well, well." "Well done, Charge." "Is this all the crew that were on the mother ship?" "Yes, sir, this is it." "Who's the master of the vessel?" "He wasn't on board, sir." "What?" "Where the hell is he?" "Here he is, sir." "You?" "!" "You stole my croc!" "You wrecked my bar." "Now you're gonna pay for it!" "X..." "I'll be in my cabin." "Ah, 2Dads." "As you know, I hate to be the bearer of bad news, particularly when it concerns you, but I have your disciplinary orders here from Command." "Ooh." "Let me guess, "Retention not in interest of navy"?" "Well, the bad news is no." "But..." "Ah, there's always a but." "They've authorised your pay to be docked until damages of $4,800 have been paid." "Next time, why don't you try donating to the prevention of cruelty to animals?" "It might work out way cheaper for you." "Why should I have to make recompense to a poacher?" "That totally sucks!" "If I were you, I'd just be grateful you 've still got a job, unlike Coburn." "What he did to 2Dads was an abuse of his power and position." "That's not leadership." "It's a fair cop, I reckon." "I never liked him." "And I always believed 2Dads." "Hey?" "Nuh, later." "Hey, Bomber." "Did Bird tell you the news about 2Dads?" "Bird seems to know everything that's going on on this boat." "Yeah, well, she's pretty popular with the crew." "Do I detect a note of jealousy there?" "Yeah, there's a whole symphony going on." "Come on." "Bomber, don't compare yourself with Bird." "I mean, she's a sweet young thing but well, you're... you're a woman." "you're a very attractive woman." "B-beautiful." "So, you're our chefo as well, so we couldn't exist without you." "Thanks, RO." "Gangway ho!" "Now, there are rumours going around about Coburn." "Do you know what's going on?" "The rumours are true." "He's been relieved of his command." "You OK?" "you're getting a new CO." "Do you know who?" "(GROANS)" "It's only for a few weeks until they get a permanent replacement."