"RO:" "Vessel on my port bow, this is Australian warship." "Stop or heave to." "I intend to board you to enforce Australian law." "No response, sir." "That's 'cause you didn't say 'please'." "Swain, get out there and hail them." "Make sure they know we mean business." "SWAIN ON BULLHORN:" "Vessel on my port bow, this is Australian warship." "Stop or heave to or I will open fire on you." "What do you reckon, X?" "Ice boat?" "About the right size." "No, if it was a trochus boat, you'd smell it." "Be nice to get one of those mothers." "Sir." "What, are they trying to lighten their load to give themselves more speed?" "They're mines." "Sir, we have an armed hostile on the aft deck." "(GUNFIRE)" "He's opening fire on the mines." "He's trying to detonate them." "Nav, take evasive action." "Starboard 30, revolutions 2-0-0-0." "Starboard 30..." "Boarding party stand down." "Boarding party stand down." "What?" "(GUNFIRE) 30 of starboard wheel on, ma'am." "Revolutions set to 2-0-0-0." "Very good." "Brace, brace, brace." "(ALARM BLARES)" "Nav?" "You sure you don't have any blurred vision or anything?" "No." "No." "I'm OK." "I'm alright." "I'm OK." "Charge." "Hang on." "What's the damage?" "Sir, I've got a snapped fuel line confirmed on CCTV." "Recommend emergency shutdown." "Do it." "On my way down." "Let's get these engines back up asap." "Will do, sir." "MIKE:" "They bump into each other and two could blow at once." "The lower decks are intact." "Why have we lost engines?" "Snapped fuel line." "Post a watch on the forecastle and port waist." "Closely monitor these mines." "Yes, sir." "Lookouts, close up." "Lookouts, close up." "X, these sea conditions are pushing us together." "I want both RHIBS in the water and attach towlines." "Sea boat crews to the boat deck." "Sea boat crews to the boat deck." "Sir, do the RHIBS have enough power to pull us?" "Well, we're about to find out." "Every bit of extra clearance will help." "OK." "Spider, with me." "Yes, ma'am." "RO, get me NAVCOM on the line." "Sir." "Nav, where's that vessel heading?" "Uh, tracking 0-1-7." "Speed 20 knots." "It's heading out of our EEZ, sir." "Going where?" "That's the question." "Sir, Commander Marshall." "Right, patch him through." "MARSHALL:" "What's your status, Mike?" "Sir, we've shut down our engines due to a snapped fuel line caused by a mine explosion." "A mine?" "Yes, sir." "A hostile vessel deployed several in our path, then detonated one using gunfire." "So they're obviously not an illegal fishing vessel?" "No, sir." "Right." "Can you effect repairs?" "We're working on that now." "Sir, commercial shipping will need to be notified to avoid this area and we urgently require a minehunter out here to clean this up." "Right, understood." "Now, when you say unexploded mines, how many are we talking about?" "At least seven, sir." "Alright, HMAS 'Huon' is the closest asset." "I'll send you an ETA as soon as I can." "What can you tell me about this other vessel?" "Uh, sir, we'll send you our images from the EOD and give you their current course and position." "Well done." "Now, this is clearly top priority." "I want you back on the hunt, Mike." "How's it looking, Charge?" "Uh, it's more than just a simple split, sir." "I'm gonna have to make up a part." "How long?" "Three, four hours just to get us going." "Great." "And that'll just be a makeshift job to get us back to port." "Alright, quick as you can, Charge." "We need to get out of this minefield." "Sir, 'Huon' should be here before dark." "Thank you." "RO, inform NAVCOM that once we've done our repairs, we need to return home for some more maintenance." "Yes, sir." "Someone else is gonna have to go after this suspect vessel." "Buff?" "What?" "Buff, I'm a mine down." "What?" "Well, I only count six, right?" "There should be seven." "Four, five, six..." "Six." "Yeah, me too." "One must have drifted out of sight." "Buff!" "Buff, it's right here." "It's gonna hit us!" "Buff!" "X!" "X!" "There's a mine just off the port forecastle." "How far off?" "Uh, just off a few metres." "Buffer's gone in." "What do you mean Buffer's gone in?" "Well, he jumped overboard, ma'am." "He's trying to hold it off." "You right, Buff?" "XO speaking." "Man overboard." "Prepare to recover by sea boat." "Evacuate lower and main decks." "Muster boat deck." "Evacuate lower and main decks." "Muster boat deck." "Where is he?" "There." "XO:" "Oh, God." "Spider, get yourself to the boat deck." "Yes, ma'am." "Here, mate." "Buff, are you OK?" "Chuck me the bowline." "BUFFER:" "Don't hit the spikes, 2 Dads, or we'll all go up." "Back off." "Back off." "OK." "What are you gonna do?" "I'm gonna take this around." "We'll drag it out." "When you say it like that, it sounds like a piece of cake." "Back up." "Back up." "Back up." "OK." "It's good, mate." "Keep that distance." "OK." "OK." "Yeah?" "Nice and easy." "Nice and easy." "Steady." "Slow." "Gentle." "You're crazy, Buff." "Good job, Buff." "Tell Buffer to report to me on the bridge as soon as he's back on board." "Uh, sir, he saved the boat." "As soon as he's back, X." "Yes, sir." "What were you thinking?" "I didn't have time to think, boss." "No, you were reckless!" "I was just trying to save the boat, sir." "You not only put your own life in danger but the lives of the men who assisted you." "You're not an expert." "Yes, sir." "There are no cowboys on my boat." "Understood?" "Yes, sir." "Boats are replaceable." "Men aren't." "XO:" "Buffer, the tow's set up ready to go." "Very good." "Start the tow." "Aye, sir." "Let's keep an eye on these other mines." "Righto, let's take up the slack, see if this is gonna work." "Alright, mate, let's take up the slack." "OK, Smurf, it's showtime." "Lift those revs, 2 Dads." "Buff, I don't care what the boss said, yeah?" "Me and the boys think what you did was awesome." "Good, good, good." "Right, slowly build those revs." "BUFFER:" "Righto, that's good." "That's working." "10 degrees starboard." "10 degrees starboard." "Buff, I was just saying what me and the boys..." "Yeah, I heard you, Spider." "You're a legend." "No, I'm not." "The boss is right." "I put my shipmates' lives at risk." "I deserve a kick in the head." "Yeah, but you saved the boat, Buff." "Buff, look, I would much rather be here right now than sitting on a RHIB watching the 'Hammersley' go down with a great big hole in her side." "Spider, keep your eyes on those mines and your mouth shut unless one of them gets close!" "Yeah, sorry, Buff." "Look, I'm sorry, mate, but we're not out of this yet." "OK?" "Yeah, I know." "Righto, nice and steady." "Give me five more degrees starboard." "How's it coming?" "It's a bit of a bodgie job, but it should get us home." "Sorry I can't do it any better, sir." "Don't worry about it, Charge." "Half the navy's on their tail." "They won't get away." "Yes, sir." "The young fellas reckon that, uh, Buff's a bit of a hero." "What do you think?" "I told him he was a bloody idiot." "Excuse me, boss." "Uh, Nav's got HMAS 'Huon' on the radio for you." "MIKE:" "Alright." "Thanks, Spider." "'Huon'?" "Yeah." "I served on 'Newcastle' with their skipper, Steve Miller." "You know anyone serving on it?" "Yeah." "The Charge, Kev White." "Matter of fact, if they could spare him, an extra pair of experienced hands could get us up and running." "I'm sure it can be arranged." "Reckon you might have found your true calling." "Clearance diver." "Not in a million years, mate." "Spider, have you seen Charge?" "No, ma'am." "Can you find him, please?" "Ma'am." "Welcome aboard 'Hammersley', gentlemen." "I'm Lieutenant McGregor." "Midshipman Patterson, ma'am." "Lieutenant Commander Miller sends his compliments and has asked me to deliver this to Lieutenant Commander Flynn." "Very good, Midshipman." "I'll escort you to the bridge." "Oh, Charge, X is looking for you." "Shh!" "In, in, in." "CHARGE:" "I know." "Charge." "I'm coming." "Ma'am, I'm Chief Petty Officer White." "Charge will be with you in a moment, Chief." "This way." "Oh, are you hiding?" "CHARGE:" "Don't be ridiculous." "(WHISPERS) Then why are you whispering?" "I'm not." "Do you know what this is, Midshipman Patterson?" "No, sir." "Lieutenant Commander Miller just said it was fragile." "So, what did you do to deserve messenger duty?" "Sir?" "Well, it's not every day you get to defuse real live mines." "I can see you want to be out there with your shipmates." "Yes, sir, but..." "But what?" "Well, I'm sure this is important too, sir." "Hmm." "Go get yourself a brew." "You're to wait here until Chief Petty Officer White is ready to head back." "Sir." "God save us from midshipmen who think they know it all." "(MIKE CHUCKLES)" "Delivering biscuits is all they're good for." "I'll take these down to mess." "(DOOR OPENS)" "Leave your manners on 'Huon', did you, sir?" "Bomber Brown." "Pooh Patterson." "Don't tell me they're still letting you near a galley." "Must've been a pretty bad girl in a previous life." "Looks like you've been spending too much time in one too, sir." "What?" "Fair go." "This is all muscle." "It's just a little relaxed muscle." "How have you been, sir?" "I'm good." "Really good." "How about you?" "Yeah, great." "Give me a patrol boat over a frigate any day." "Oh, well, there's big-boat people and small-boat people." "And, uh, no more jokes about my weight, alright?" "It's genetic." "I'm big-boned." "Yeah, there's no bones under there, though." "Bomber." "Sorry, sir." "So you planning on giving me a tour?" "Have a wander." "See what a real working boat looks like." "Yeah, I will." "I'll catch you later." "Yeah." "Oi!" "Get out of my galley." "I'm gone." "Go." "I just didn't expect it to come together so easily." "Mate, you're a craftsman." "I'll buy you that beer when we get back, alright?" "Sounds good." "Uh, this is Midshipman Patterson, my escort." "He had a very important package to deliver to your CO." "Midshipman Patterson." "Finished already?" "Yeah." "Let's get out of here, then." "Yes, sir." "See you, Andy." "See you, mate." "What's his problem?" "He's my son." "I was just away so much of the time, I think Helen just got fed up." "That's the life." "She knew that when she married you." "Yeah, well, knowing it and living it, they're two different things." "I don't blame her." "It just...it wasn't much of a marriage." "What about "for better or worse"?" "Mate, I appreciate your support." "Hey, she left you." "Yeah." "Yeah. 10 years ago." "She took Jamie and Jessica and she moved a couple of hours south." "She cut and run, mate." "I didn't try and get her to come back." "'Cause the truth is I was relieved, 'cause I was only ever happy when I was at sea." "And of course I missed my kids." "I tried to keep in touch." "Had weekend access when I was ashore, but that wasn't very often." "Finally, they just..." "they didn't want to see me." "Sounds to me like she white-anted you." "No." "She's a good mum." "Yeah, sorry, mate." "What's with the different name?" "She met another bloke." "They moved further away." "The kids took his name." "It's fair enough, I guess." "You know, he was their new dad." "Two sides to every argument." "Now, I do not believe that you were as bad as you say." "Believe me." "I was probably a hell of a lot worse." "I'd better get back to it." "Yeah." "Me too." "Hey, Buff." "They finished clearing those mines yet?" "Just about." "Ah." "Miserable bludger." "Didn't even say goodbye." "Who?" "Pooh." "Midshipman Patterson." "You know him?" "Yeah, we were posted on 'Darwin' together." "He's a hoot." "Class clown sort of thing." "Was always getting into trouble." "Loved giving him a hard time." "Reckons he's getting fat 'cause it's genetic." "Saw a photo of his olds once, and they're both skinny as sticks." "So why do you call him Pooh?" "Oh, it's a long story." "So lasagne for dinner, Charge." "As you know, 'Wollongong', 'Larrakia' and 'Childers' were crash-sailed in pursuit of the hostile vessel you encountered yesterday." "This leaves the 'Hammersley' as the only patrol boat in base." "We'll join the hunt as soon as we're repaired." "Change of plans." "You're mine for sea training exercises." "My crew's already on board." "What?" "Congratulations." "No, we can't put to sea until our repairs have been completed." "We can conduct several of the exercises while you're alongside." "Sir, from NAVCOM." "They'll be your orders from Commander Marshall." "He said you'd be pleased." "Inform the crew that Lieutenant Commander Luxton and her Green Team will be conducting sea training exercises." "Belay that, Lieutenant." "Emergencies usually don't come announced, and we love a surprise." "XO OVER P.A.:" "Fire, fire, fire." "Fire in the galley." "Standing sea fire party, muster, investigate." "Too slow, Buffer Tomaszewski." "(ALARM WAILS)" "BUFFER:" "Casualties found, evacuating to boat deck." "Medical team on stand-by." "CHARGE:" "Roger that, Bravo 1." "I've got you, Spider." "BUFFER:" "Just hang onto me, Bomber, and we'll be out of here in no time." "Ah!" "Buffer, you stood on my hand!" "Sorry, mate." "Spider, you're unconscious." "You didn't feel a thing." "I did bloody so." "I'm..." "I'm losing my grip." "Tomaszewski!" "Clock's ticking." "Lives are at stake." "Move, move, move!" "(ALL GROAN)" "Buffer Tomaszewski!" "If that had been a real fire, half of you would be dead." "Yes." "Did we pass, ma'am?" "What do you think?" "Well, half." "That's, uh, 50%." "And 50% 's usually a pass." "2 Dads." "No, Leader." "You failed." "Miserably." "I'm sure we'll do better next time." "That'll be tomorrow." "Impossible." "We sail tomorrow." "Well, we'll sail with you." "Lieutenant Commander Luxton..." "Lieutenant Commander, you're stuck with me and my team until your crew pass their work-up." "End of story." "They put on a pair of green overalls and they think they're God." "End of story." "I thought Luxton was gonna rip your head off." "Yeah, me too for a sec." "What do you reckon she was trying to prove?" "That we're hopeless." "Speak for yourself." "Who said she was trying to prove anything?" "No, from my experience, I reckon she had an agenda." "I'm sorry, your experience?" "(ALL LAUGH)" "Hey." "Hey." "Hey, if the female mind was a Final Jeopardy question, I'd bet the bank." "And you'd lose." "He's a loser." "Just...just a loser." "Yeah." "Yeah." "Hey, Buff." "She picked on you the most, man." "What do you reckon?" "I reckon for once, you're right." "You see?" "See you later." "Goodnight, mate." "Well, I reckon it's a dry old argument." "Same again?" "Yep." "Beer me." "MAN:" "So I'm sitting in the movies the other day and I reach down and I find a pair of undies on the floor." "Spider." "Yeah." "You order." "I'll be back in a sec." "And I realise they're mine." "I must have had 'em in, like, my jeans or something when I put 'em on." "I managed to scooch around all day with a pair of undies..." "Hey, Jamie." "That's 'sir' to you, sailor." "Sir." "Mmm." "Can we talk?" "I've only got one thing to say to you -- piss off." "Where was I?" "Oi, what's going on there?" "That's right, my little undies story." "(CHUCKLES) That felt good." "(SOFT MUSIC PLAYS)" "You didn't return my calls." "I make it a rule not to date sailors." "Yeah, but it's fine when it's just a guy and a girl in a bar, yeah?" "Yeah." "FYI, I had a really great night." "So is that all you came here to say?" "No." "What, you want me to promise not to pick on you tomorrow?" "." "Yes." "Sorry." "Can't." "Yeah, I figured as much." "I better get going, then." "Yeah, I think you'd better." "You want to talk to me?" "OK, so talk." "Whatever you've got to say to me," "I've hated you since I was 10, and nothing's gonna change that." "I'm sorry." "No decent person abandons their kids." "Well, your mother left me." "Because you were never there." "Did you ever try and patch things up with her?" "I thought you'd be better off without me." "Yeah, well, that's not your call to make..." "Andy!" "No 10-year-old kid should have to listen to his mother cry herself to sleep at night." "No 10-year-old kid should have to be the man of the house." "You still want to talk?" "Yeah." "I didn't think so." "That wasn't the worst man-overboard drill I've seen, but it's up there." "Everything needs to be that much tighter and sharper." "Are we keeping you awake, Buffer Tomaszewski?" "No, ma'am." "Excuse me, ma'am." "When you're running the drill, you need to be on top of your game." "Yes, ma'am." "You have a big night?" "No, ma'am." "Any questions?" "When do we get another crack at the fire drill, ma'am?" "When you least expect it, Leader." "Carry on." "Don't worry, Buffer, she'll cop it in the end." "What's that supposed to mean?" "Payback, Buff." "If you're thinking about playing a practical joke on her, forget about it." "Come on, Buffer." "I've still got some of that leftover laxative..." "Don't go there, 2 Dads." "..that I used on the pearl poachers." "Hey." "Hey." "Do you know Pooh Patterson?" "Why do you call him that?" "Oh, it's a long story." "I know." "After the honey." "Patterson." "Patterson's curse." "Makes one of the best honeys." "So?" "Winnie the Pooh loves honey, and he kind of looks like a cuddly bear, so..." "Bit like you, Charge." "He's my son." "My estranged son." "We don't get on." "And it's a long story." "Right." "Charge, that's really sad." "Yeah." "It is." "Thank you." "You're keeping us on tenterhooks." "Am I?" "Oh, well." "Here, ma'am." "Enjoy." "Looks delicious." "MIKE:" "Join me in the wardroom, Cynthia?" "Buff." "Oh, only if there's room." "Oh, there's room." "I'll get that for you, ma'am." "Thank you, Buffer." "Thank you, Buffer." "Enjoy your lunch." "You too." "Buff." "Did Lux get the lax?" "In English?" "Did, uh, Luxton get the meal with the laxative?" "Yeah." "Of course she did." "Excellent." "Ha, ha." "Did you hear, uh, Spider's new joke?" "We're starting a new green movement." "Not bad, huh?" "Yeah, that's great." "Here." "Have mine." "How come?" "I've got to write a report on the man-overboard drill, don't I?" "2 DADS:" "Oh, you are kidding me!" "No, she wants it by the end of lunch." "So I'll just grab something later, mate." "Don't worry about it, mate." "Like I told you before, she's gonna cop it in the end." "Uh, sir, Commander Marshall is on the phone for you." "Yes, sir." "Mike, PNG Navy has found your mine-laying friend." "Now, intel are linking them with an illegal arms shipment going to the Solomons." "So the PNG Navy have taken them, sir?" "No, no, they chased them back into our EEz." "Now, currently, they're being pursued by HMAS 'Huon', but she's not built for speed." "You're the next closest asset." "We'll send through the coordinates now." "Sir, technically speaking..." "Yeah, yeah." "I know Lieutenant Commander Luxton's not gonna be happy, but that's just too bad." "This order comes from the very top." "Yes, sir." "X, pipe the Nav to the bridge, please." "XO:" "Navigator, report to the bridge." "X, have Nav set the coordinates for the rogue vessel when they come through." "XO:" "Yes, sir." "MIKE:" "We have some unfinished business." "Do you think..." "About last night..." "Last..." "You think it was a mistake?" "No." "It was fun." "BUFFER:" "What about your non-fraternisation rule?" "Prepared to make an exception." "But I want to be up-front." "Oh, well, that's not like you." "I'm not up for a commitment, Pete." "If you are, then you're with the wrong girl." "Yeah, well, I hadn't really thought about it." "But now that you mention it, I'm definitely up for some fun." "We're changing course." "What?" "Spider." "Uh, excuse me, ma'am." "Buff, you're required on the bridge." "Righto." "Ma'am." "Sailor, how long were you listening for?" "Ma'am?" "To our conversation?" "Oh, I wasn't, ma'am." "Honest." "Very well." "Why are we changing course?" "Uh, I don't know, ma'am." "You'd have to ask the CO." "If they maintain their current heading and speed, we should reach them at just after 1700 hours." "And 'Huon'?" "Uh, she'll be there at the same time, sir." "Very good." "Sir." "Lieutenant Commander Luxton, there's been a slight change of plans." "What do you mean, they're on together?" "I mean, they're on together." "Buffer and Luxton." "No way!" "Mate, way." "Big way." "So she would have been..." "And he would have been... (SMACKS LIPS)" "(LAUGHS) Oh, hell." "(GURGLING)" "Oh, hell!" "(GAGS)" "XO:" "Sir, we've spotted our friend in the red shirt." "RO: 'Huon', this is 'Hammersley'." "We're en route to intercept the rogue vessel." "Our ETA is 1700 hours." "MAN:" "Roger that, 'Hammersley'." "We're currently 15 miles astern of the vessel." "ETA rendezvous 1710." "Out." "RO:" "Copy that, 'Huon'." "MIKE:" "Looks like they got rid of the rest of their mines." "Take a boarding party." "Yes, sir." "Where's 2 Dads?" "(2 DADS GROANS) (TRICKLING, TOILET FLUSHES) 2 DADS:" "Sweet mother of God." "Oh!" "Stomach bug." "Let's go." "RO:" "Vessel on my port bow, this is Australian warship." "Stop or heave to." "I intend to board you to enforce Australian law." "(GUNFIRE)" "(BOOM !" ")" "What the hell was that?" "'Huon'." "RO, find out what's happened." "Eds, get me that ship on the EOD at green 2-0." "RO: 'Huon', this is 'Hammersley'." "What's your situation?" "Over." "'Huon', this is 'Hammersley'." "SITREP." "Over." "Boarding party are on the hostile vessel." "Roger." "Australian Navy." "Drop your weapons." "Put it down." "'Hammersley', this is Lieutenant Commander Steve Miller." "We've hit a submerged mine and we have a fire on board." "Countermeasures have failed and we have sailors unaccounted for and request urgent assistance." "Over." "Prepare medical and firefighting equipment for rapid deployment." "Yes, sir." "Are we calling back the boarding party?" "Too late." "Team X-ray going below." "Copy that." "Keep your hands behind your back." "X, top deck and wheelhouse secure." "No sign of the hostile in the red shirt." "Over." "OK, roger that, Bomber." "X, it's blood." "Australian Navy." "Drop the weapon!" "Now!" "Put it down now!" "Put your hands where we can see them." "OK, Spider, go in." "OK, clear the weapon." "Yes, ma'am." "XO:" "Don't you move." "Don't move." "Clear." "Right, take him upstairs." "Get Bomber to look at his arm." "Move to the doorway." "Slowly." "Slowly." "No sudden movements, please." "Nice and slow." "Captain, X. Hostile vessel is secure, sir." "SPIDER:" "Down on the ground." "MIKE:" "Copy that." "Sir, intel was right." "There is a large cache of weapons and ammunitions on board." "Good work." "Secure the crew under armed guard." "X, there's a fire on 'Huon'." "They need our help." "Copy that." "SWAIN:" "OK, Bomber, make a quick assessment of all the injured." "We'll deal with the most critical first." "2 DADS:" "Ugh." "My guts are stewed." "Are you OK?" "(WEAKLY) Yeah." "(ALARM RINGS) (SAILORS COUGH AND GROAN)" "Jeff." "Jeff." "Have you seen Jamie anywhere..." "Midshipman Patterson." "Have you seen Midshipman Patterson on deck?" "MIKE:" "What's the SITREP, X?" "There are at least 10 injured with burns and smoke inhalation." "Their attack party has gone below to defend the ship's ammunition magazine." "Over." "If that goes, they're stuffed." "What about the men who are trapped?" "Over." "All we know is that they're in a forward compartment on the lower deck." "Sir, we don't know if they're alive." "Over." "Bomber!" "Have you seen Jamie anywhere?" "Could be below with the attack party." "Alright." "If you see him, you get in contact with me." "Alright?" "Will do, Charge." "Alright, this time it's for real." "How do you want to run it?" "X-ray team, go and assist the attack party." "Team Bravo, let's go and rescue those trapped crew members." "OK, let's go." "Stay in communication." "Stay focused and stay safe." "Swain, I've got Bomber with me." "Roger, ma'am." "CHARGE:" "Moving towards lower aft." "Still no sign of the missing sailors." "The smoke's pretty thick here, sir." "Which team is Buffer on?" "He's with Charge, ma'am." "Bravo team." "BUFFER:" "Spider, watch my back." "2 Dads, watch out for Charge." "SPIDER:" "Roger that, Buff." "Spider, you take the right side and I'll go left." "Roger that." "Do you see anything?" "Charge, there's a bulkhead over here." "BUFFER:" "This fire's not letting up." "SPIDER:" "Pretty hot in here, huh, guys?" "Spider, is this the compartment they're supposed to be in?" "Affirmative, Charge." "Can't sense any heat on the other side." "But the fire's warped the bulkhead." "BUFFER:" "Spider." "Spider, I'm out." "We need more extinguishers." "Take this, Buff." "BUFFER: 2 Dads, how you doing?" "I'm almost out." "I reckon I've got two more minutes guys." "BUFFER:" "What's happening, Charge?" "The heat's sealed the hatch." "I'm gonna have to cut 'em out." "SPIDER:" "Buff, I don't know how long I can control the fire without extinguishers." "BUFFER:" "Charge, we've got your back, but you've got to be quick." "CHARGE:" "Roger that, Buff." "He's here." "I know it." "BOMBER:" "Charge, it's Bomber." "Over." "CHARGE:" "What is it?" "Confirmation that the two missing sailors are Seaman Jones and Midshipman Patterson." "Roger that." "Charge." "Charge, I'm out." "Charge, mate, we'd better get out of here." "You go find me an exit." "I'm not leaving my son." "BUFFER:" "Spider, how are you going with those extinguishers?" "SPIDER:" "On the way, Buff." "How's Bravo party?" "RO, get a SITREP." "Bravo 8-2, this is Charlie 8-2." "SITREP." "Over." "Bravo 8-2, this is Charlie 8-2." "SITREP." "Over." "Send an attack party in to help those men now!" "Lieutenant Commander Luxton, you are not running this operation." "It's Charge's call." "RO:" "Bravo 8-2, this is Charlie 8-2." "Over." "BUFFER:" "Charge, are you alright?" "Yeah, I'm good." "I'm good." "Spider, my extinguisher's almost out as well." "They're not in here." "They said they'd be in here!" "Charge, this is their last known position." "They probably made it up top." "No." "No." "He wasn't on deck." "This is the last place that hasn't been accounted for." "They've got to be in here." "(KNOCKING)" "Hey, mate." "I think I've found something." "Come on." "Come on!" "Thank you." "Thank you." "Go through." "Go through." "Jamie." "I got you." "I got you." "It's good to see you, Charge." "It's good to see you, Jamie." "Buffer, I found them." "Let's get out of here." "Great work, Charge." "Let's go." "Charge." "Hey." "Do you know where the skipper is?" "Um, in his rack." "I guess." "Jamie..." "Sorry." "Midshipman Patterson." "I know how you feel, and you've got every justification..." "You know, one of the reasons it's been so easy for me to keep on hating you is because... ..every time I look in a mirror, I see you." "My eyes, my nose, the shape of my mouth." "Yeah." "Guess you got the short..." "tall but relatively ugly straw." "Well, it's lucky Jess takes after Mum, then, isn't it?" "Yeah." "Yeah." "Call me." "If you find the time." "I'll find time." "Hey, 2 Dads, how's your stomach?" "(LAUGHS) Fine now, ma'am." "I guess we showed his Nazi girlfriend that when a real emergency comes along, we take care of business." "Girlfriend?" "Thank you, Buffer." "My pleasure, ma'am." "Ma'am." "All the best." "You too, Lieutenant." "When they couldn't reach you on 'Huon'..." "You were worried." "You really shouldn't have proceeded without the attack party backing you up." "You might be right, but I have been trained by the best in the business, ma'am." "You're a boots-and-all kind of guy, Pete." "Except when you take them off to jump overboard to use your body as a human shield." "Yeah, I heard about that too." "It was the wrong thing to do?" "I think it's a mistake to think you can keep making exceptions to the rule." "One day it's gonna catch up with you." "This isn't gonna work, is it?" "No." "It's a shame, though." "Yeah, it is a shame." "Take care, Cynthia." "Don't worry, mate." "Not telling your friends that it was your girlfriend that was the one who was busting their cojones along." "We still feel sorry for you, mate." "Is she like that all the time, Buff?" "Strike me lucky." "Yeah, does she make you stand to attention, Buff?" "Oh, Spider." "So, mate, um, don't suppose you're gonna, you know, come out for a drink with us." "You got places to be, more important people to see?" "My shout!" "Yeahhhh!" "The whole world loves a lover." "Hey, Buff, you got me good too."