Sea Patrol (2007) s01e02 Episode Script

ET.
Sir.
Enjoying yourself, X? Driving a patrol boat is very different to a frigate.
(Chuckles) Yeah, different as! Like a V8 and a schoolbus.
You're a westie petrolhead, Nav.
It's much more direct.
Direct.
Intuitive.
The more you do it, the more you'll enjoy it.
Sir, do you have any idea why we're inserting two federal police onto Bright Island? Of course, I've asked the question, X.
And of course, they're choosing not to answer.
Sir, if we're heading to Bright Island Are you happy with this course, X? I am.
X, I think we need to come left.
Why? I'm steering 3-2-0.
Bright Island bears 3-1-0.
Roger.
Port 20.
Steer 3-1-0.
Port 20, steer 3-1-0, ma'am.
(SHIP GROANS) What the hell was that? (CLANKING AND CREAKING) What's going on? Captain has the ship.
Full astern, both engines.
Full astern, both engines.
Both engines full astern, sir.
Very good.
Check depth, Nav.
Depth, according to the echo sounder, is 15 metres.
That ties in with the charted depth.
Anything on radar? Nothing.
Nothing.
So we've hit the invisible man.
Stop both engines.
Stop both engines.
Both engines stopped, sir.
Very good.
We'll need to take a look.
Whatever it is, it shouldn't be there.
ET, suit up.
Aye, sir.
The gunner is there because? In case of sharks.
Oh, I wouldn't concern yourself, ma'am.
No self-respecting shark would eat him.
But if one just snacked on him a little, might do the women of the world a favour.
(Laughs) (BEEPING) Bridge, Coxswain.
We have a high-frequency tracking signal close by.
A moment ago, it wasn't there.
Now it's booming in.
Take the con, Nav.
X, with me.
Comcen reports a sudden high-frequency signal.
What have we got there? Looks like some sort of transponder unit.
Pretty high-quality stuff.
Do you want it on board, sir? High-quality transponder gear in the middle of nowhere.
Sounds dodgy to me.
Leave it there, ET.
Come back aboard.
Whatever that thing's doing there, it's worth a heap of money to someone.
Uh, Mike, when you report this Federal Police will be kept informed.
MIKE: Sir, we've come across a buoy equipped with a transponder unit.
Very expensive, very sophisticated.
And this buoy? It's moored to a heavy object in 15 metres of water.
Given the sophistication of the equipment, we could be looking at something illegal.
The senior federal agent on board has requested his people be informed.
Alright, I'll liaise with the Federal Police, see if it rings any bells with them, also Customs so Coastwatch can keep an eye.
Roger.
In the meantime? Your priority is to continue on to Bright Island to insert the federal agents there.
Aye, sir.
I'll keep you posted.
Nav, mark the buoy's position on radar.
It's already marked, sir.
Just once I'd like to get in ahead of you.
(Laughs) In your dreams, sir.
Then set course for Bright Island, at 18 knots.
Aye, sir.
Half ahead both engines.
Revolution 7-2-0.
Steer 2-7-0.
Half ahead both engines.
Revolution 7-2-0.
Why didn't we just haul up whatever it is and take a look? Given the gear, it's gotta be dodgy.
What does that suggest to you? Oh, rendezvous for people smugglers, drugs, other contraband? Some sort of intelligence stake-out? I wouldn't get too James Bond here.
The smart money's gotta be on drugs.
So So to make a charge stand up in court, we have to catch them in possession.
If we mess with the evidence, some defence lawyer will claim we planted it.
If we're on top of it when they come for it We'll scare them off.
I'd just love to know what's down there.
(DOOR OPENS) So why are we dropping the feds off on Bright Island? It's got to do with the marine biologist that died, hasn't it? So you think she was murdered? Wouldn't surprise me.
Bright Island.
I didn't say that.
You know, it could be anything - a chemical reaction Bollocks.
It's a suspicious death.
Well, maybe the ghosts got her.
(Gasps and chuckles) You can laugh all you like.
The fact the feds are involved means foul play for sure.
It's probably some kind of poison, eh, Charge? Yeah.
Just like in these muffins.
Nah, they're good.
As good as my mum's, Chefo.
You're lucky to have any, with a skipper who stops engines without asking permission of the chef.
(All chuckle) The new X running into something on the high seas.
(Tuts) Aw.
Might have known.
Woman driver! (Men laugh and cease abruptly) Don't let the presence of a woman driver stop you, fellas.
Uh, we were just discussing my girlfriend, X.
She pranged the car.
I believe every word you say, Chefo.
Do I smell coffee? Excuse me.
Let me guess.
Chefo was complaining about stopping the ship without warning him.
I appear to have become a figure of fun to the ship's company, sir.
Fun's one of the things that smooths off the edges.
It's humiliating.
Kate Please don't call me that, sir.
X, you can't get everything perfect first time around.
And you think I don't know that? NAV OVER TWO-WAY: We have Bright Island visual.
We'd better get down to the quarterdeck.
Going ashore? Thought I might stretch my legs, yeah.
Away seaboat, away seaboat.
(CICADAS CHIRRUP) Could I ask you what you're doing here, Dr Morrell? Please, it's Ursula.
I'm continuing my colleague's research.
Lisa Holmes's research? Yeah, she died.
She couldn't finish her work.
I feel I have an obligation.
And you, Commander Flynn? What are you doing here? Giving these guys a lift.
My colleague, Alicia Turnball.
Dr Ursula Morrell.
Hi.
What brings the Federal Police to Bright Island? Well, we're looking to discover what might have killed your colleague.
So do you have any theories? Well, the autopsy revealed that Lisa Holmes died from poison, but that's all we know so far.
We're treating it as a suspicious death.
Are you staying overnight? I can offer you some meagre hospitality.
Afraid not.
Just the chauffeur.
Pity.
Perhaps some other time.
Sir, NAVCOM would like a word on a sat phone ASAP.
(BOAT MOTOR FIRES UP) (Man speaks indistinctly on sat phone) Roger, sir.
Thank you.
NAVCOM tells us there's been big shipments of cocaine coming into Australia via northern waters over the past few months.
No-one's been able to nail the source.
And they think that buoy we stumbled on could be important? Part of a tracking system, perhaps? Amazing what straying offcourse can achieve.
Could mark the exchange point.
Big ship coming in from overseas drops off a shipment of cocaine at the buoy, a smaller ship from Australia picks it up, ferries it in.
And that way they bypass Customs.
So now we've dropped our federal friends off at Bright Island? We're the nearest vessel.
Set course for the marked buoy.
On our way.
Sir.
A lot of coincidence going on back there.
At Bright Island.
Lisa Holmes dies, the feds get involved, Dr Morrell checks the island out What she said was she was there continuing her colleague's work.
Well, that's what she said.
What are you saying about her? She strikes me as the sort of woman who relates better to men than to other women.
That's a crime now? She looks for the alpha male and she concentrates on him, and everyone else is invisible.
I'm the alpha male? (Chuckles) Oh, and don't you know it.
Look, I'm sorry she got up your nose, X.
But I'm not responsible for the way Ursula treats the sisterhood.
Sir, I've got a stationary vessel on radar within a 10-mile radius of the buoy.
Could be a fishing boat, but keep it marked.
(RADAR BEEPS) Hang on.
Here's another one.
This one's a fast-moving contact heading straight for the buoy.
How long before it gets there? At her rate of approach, I'd say 20, 25 minutes.
Then it's gotta get whatever it is on the seabed.
MARSHALL ON SAT PHONE: For the moment, hold your position below the horizon.
NAVCOM will put the Federal Police and Customs in the picture.
Aye, sir.
(SAT PHONE BEEPS) Set and drift us towards the buoy at 1.
5 knots, but I'll make sure we don't drift too close.
Very good, Nav.
Don't wanna show them our masts and scare them off at this stage.
Where are they? Still on course.
Still on course.
Still Hang on, they've turned away.
MIKE: What? Double-check.
Our position wasn't compromised? Absolutely not.
RO, have there been any transmissions from 'Hammersley' that could have been intercepted by the target vessel? Nothing, sir.
Right.
They've seen us on their radars and They're more sophisticated than I thought.
OK, if they don't want it, we'll take a look.
Nav, set course for the buoy.
Increase 20 knots.
Aye, sir.
Half ahead both engines, revolution 7-2-0.
Steer 1-2-0.
Half ahead both engines, revolution 7-2-0.
Steer 1-2-0.
We did have orders from NAVCOM to hold back.
It was you who wanted to take a look.
Yeah, nevertheless Situation's changed, X.
We're doing it.
Ready when you are, X.
Look but don't touch.
Find out what you can.
MAN: Cast off, forward and aft! Carry on, the seaboat! Divers standing by.
KATE: Are you all set? All clear to dive.
What drew you to patrol boats, Buffer? I've served aboard big ships, ma'am.
Patrol boats suit me better.
Less formal.
Tighter team.
I love the boats.
Surprised? No.
Horses for courses, I guess.
You're not a horse for this course? This being the navy, I go where I'm sent and I learn to like it.
(BEEPING) Buffer, something's wrong.
Booby trap! Could be a bomb! Get in! Go! Come on! You alright? Yeah, fine.
But ET was still in the water when the bomb went off.
Yeah, I'm fine.
I'm OK! Right as rain.
Right as rain.
Hey.
Name? How many fingers? Josh Holiday.
There's three fingers.
I'm alright.
Buffer, get ET to his rack.
Yeah, I'm fine.
I thought I was cactus there for a minute.
You could've been killed.
You couldn't kill this one with a cluster bomb, ma'am.
Come on, mate.
It just felt like a booby trap, sir.
Instinct said to get the hell out of there.
Any idea what set it off? Did you touch anything? Did you yank the cable? No, but there was a wire running alongside it all the way to the bottom.
It had to have been set off by a remote-control device.
Sir, they meant to kill us.
Or they were destroying evidence.
In any case, we're going after them.
Who? The vessel that was on approach and veered away, that's who.
Nav, plot a course based on their last known heading.
Yes, sir.
I want these mongrels.
Looks like you could use something hot.
Yes, please.
All good, son? Yeah.
Still counting my fingers and toes.
Well, get that into you.
Thanks, mate.
It's funny, you know, down there.
All I could think of was Sal, if I'd ever get to see our kid.
You'll see us all out.
How is the tin lid? Mmm.
24 weeks.
Eh? You wouldn't credit this, but the other night ashore, I had my hand on Sal's tummy and I swear I could feel something moving.
I know it's only early That's great, Swaino.
I've got things to do, mate.
You know, if you actually look at the ultrasound carefully Yeah, I gotta prep the food.
Sounds awesome, though.
Definitely.
Alright, mate.
I'll leave you to it.
They're moving fast in these conditions, sir.
Are we holding them? Since they turned away from the buoy, we've been gaining slightly.
But it could take some hours.
At this rate, we'll be on top of them by first light.
Any other warships in the vicinity? No, sir.
OK.
X, get the team fed and watered.
When we overhaul this boat, we'll be boarding.
Yes, sir.
Hey, Romeo.
That chick you were pulling in the bar last night - how'd you go? Gentlemen don't kiss and tell, Chefo.
I'd take notes on him, Spider, if I were you.
No woman's safe.
Mate, give it a break.
I'm serious.
The XO, the Nav.
Can take bets on him.
Who's in? Anyone gambling on this ship's gonna be on charge.
Don't listen to him, Spider.
Hey, RO, I need to send an email to the missus.
Certainly.
Your scheduled email time is 0830 hours tomorrow.
Robert, she's pregnant.
The doctors are talking pre-eclampsia, so I need to know how she is.
That's very commendable, but it's 0830 hours tomorrow.
What's good, Chefo? Don't turn your back.
I was talking to you! Practising unarmed combat, fellas? It's a bad place for it.
What's the problem? No problem, X.
Just a misunderstanding about when Swain can and can't send emails home.
Is what I just saw happen a one-off or something I need to manage? Just a misunderstanding, X.
Your shipmate came very close to never sending another email again today.
So how about letting him send one now? Certainly, ma'am.
ET? Oops.
Sorry.
That's alright! It's alright.
As your divisional officer, I need to know if you're OK.
Yeah, I'm fine.
Bit sore around the feet and ankles.
Apart from that, I'm fit for duty, ma'am.
Good.
Because, um that was a close call, right? You know me.
I live for that sort of stuff.
Well, just as long as you don't die for it.
Well, the, uh the new X did well.
She reacted fast.
If it wasn't for her and Buffer I wouldn't be in one piece.
As far as the blokes are concerned, that makes up for hitting the buoy.
Were they giving her heaps? Yeah, and she heard 'em.
Oh, God.
Poor them.
Yeah.
Excuse me, Nav.
Morning watch coming up.
Time I wasn't here.
Well, so, um Bottom line, then, you're OK? (Whispers) Yep.
Looks like he's doing just fine, ma'am.
ET.
No gambling on the ship.
Leave her alone.
Oh.
Thank you very much, ma'am.
Oh, what is in that? Oh, sorry.
Must have given you mine.
Ta.
Navigator brew.
Four clicks of coffee, four clicks of sugar.
Guaranteed to keep the dead awake.
Deltext in from NAVCOM.
Oh, Deltext? That's gotta be bad news.
I'm sure the CO will be thrilled when you wake him.
You reckon he's gonna get in trouble for checking out that buoy, Nav? I'm not a mind-reader, Spider.
But if gambling wasn't against regulations, that's what my money would be on.
(MACHINE BEEPS) Ooh.
Hang on.
Target vessel is slowing down.
Target's slowing right down.
We're closing.
Have you got a visual yet? Yes, sir.
Is that them? Yes, sir.
That's the vessel that turned away from the buoy.
No-one on deck.
Bring us in nice and slowly, Nav.
And call boarding stations.
Hands to boarding stations, hands to boarding stations.
Assume damage-control state three condition Yankee.
Softly, softly as we go, Nav.
NAVCOM have requested the pleasure of my company when we get back to base.
Are we in trouble? Thanks for the 'we' No.
I am.
But I've been there before.
MIKE: OK, team.
There's no-one visible on deck, so we'll be taking them by surprise.
They've shown themselves willing to kill people, so if anyone has to get hurt out there, make sure it isn't us.
I'd like to join the boarding party, sir.
You and me both, ET.
But this'll be done by the book.
And the book doesn't allow COs or potentially concussed sailors to indulge themselves.
Stand down.
Stay sharp, team.
KATE: Let's go.
Sir.
Sir! Step down.
Move forward, sit down.
Sit down.
Is there anyone else on board this vessel? Nope.
X.
Lieutenant McGregor, Australian warship 'Hammersley' Your name, sir? Sir? Julian Wiseman.
And you? Glen Hawkes.
Hawkie.
We're been tasked under the Customs Act to search vessels in this area.
Proceed.
Would you mind telling me what you're doing here? Recreational diving.
Why? NAVCOM have passed on further intel from the Federal Police regarding these drug smugglers.
Have they nailed a source? They're hoping we'll be able to help with that.
Not the first time they've seen this sort of thing.
Exploding buoys? They think we've stumbled upon a drug ring they've been chasing for some time.
They're ruthless and they've killed before.
X.
Friends borrowed this boat.
Whatever that is isn't ours.
The recreational diving trip's over, gentlemen.
You and Mr Hawkes will be taken back to base.
You have no right.
You nearly killed two of my people.
I'd say I have every right.
I don't know what you're talking about.
Your drug stash was booby-trapped and remotely detonated.
What?! I don't know anything about that, I swear.
Somebody does, and they didn't think twice about it.
And if you'd have done that pick-up, you'd be dead by now.
Charlie 2, this is X-ray 2.
Over.
This is Charlie 2, X.
Over.
We've found a quantity of drugs on board.
Recommend escorting vessel back to base.
X-ray 2, this is Charlie 2.
Confirm low threat.
Over.
OK, OK, OK! This is X-ray 2.
Negative.
I repeat, negative.
Captain of the vessel just tried to use his radio.
What was that all about? I gotta contact my brother Stuart, OK? He's on his way to make another pick-up for the same guys.
X-ray 2, there's another vessel out there.
I'll clarify then report.
Out.
OK, so you and your brother - you're both couriers for another boat? Yeah, look, now, I've gotta do something.
Surely they're not gonna kill their own courier.
No? Well, now they know the navy's sniffing around, they're gonna want to stop you getting the evidence.
OK, where? I need a position.
You got to make sure you stop Stuart making that pick-up.
A position, Mr Wiseman! Now! KATE OVER RADIO: Confirm those coordinates for the second buoy.
Stuart Wiseman expected to arrive at that position within the hour.
ETA to that position, Nav? Comcen, Bridge.
Call that frequency again, RO.
Stuart Wiseman, this is Australian warship.
Do not make your pick-up.
I say again, do not make your pick-up.
It is booby-trapped.
Over.
Every five minutes, RO.
Sir, we're an hour and 40 away from the second buoy, unable to make radio contact with the second drug courier vessel.
What's the situation with the first one? Lieutenant McGregor's leading a steaming party, sir, and driving that boat back to base with both suspects aboard.
OK, well, you keep me informed this time, Mike.
And I really mean it.
You keep me informed.
Wipe that smile off your face.
RO, call him again.
It's not five minutes yet, sir.
Try him again.
I want him in jail, not dead.
RO OVER RADIO: Stuart Wiseman, this is Australian warship.
Do not make your pick-up.
I repeat, do not make your pick-up.
It's booby-trapped.
Over.
I never signed up for this - booby traps, people getting killed.
You just said, "Come and do a dive.
" Cool it, will you, Hawkie? Just so you know, none of this comes down to me.
None of it.
RO: Still no response on that frequency, sir.
I'll take it up here, RO.
Stuart Wiseman, this is Australian warship, trying to reach you on a matter of life and death, your life and death.
If you're hearing this and don't wish to respond, at least don't make the pick-up.
It'll kill you.
Over.
We have a high-speed contact heading for the second buoy.
It's got to be Stuart Wiseman.
He doesn't believe us? Or he hasn't got his radio on.
Either way, he's in a lot of trouble.
RO, he's heading for the buoy.
Keep trying to contact him.
RO: Yes, sir.
Stuart Wiseman, this is Australian warship.
Do not make your pick-up.
I say again, do not make your pick-up.
It is booby-trapped.
Please respond.
Over.
He probably thinks it's a trap.
Why? Because he thinks everything's a trap.
Sometimes he turns his radio off.
Why would he do that? Because he's paranoid.
I should never have got him involved.
It was you who got him into it? The money was good.
It was out of tourist season.
A gig's a gig, right? You're in deep, deep trouble.
And your best way out is for you to start naming the people who got you into this.
No way.
They're not your friends.
Yeah? Well, I sure as hell don't want them as enemies.
Our shipmates are out there busting a gut to save your brother.
And when they succeed, my advice is for you to help the feds put them away.
They would've killed you - collateral damage.
You owe them nothing.
RO OVER RADIO: Stuart Wiseman, this is Australian warship.
Do not make your pick-up.
I say again, do not make your pick-up.
It is booby-trapped.
Please respond.
Over.
Target vessel has now closed on the buoy.
Our ETA? (Sighs) 25 minutes.
(COMPUTER BEEPS) Target vessel is now stationary.
(COMPUTER BEEPS) We know the booby trap that went off was remotely activated.
Had to be, sir.
And if it wasn't Julian who triggered it, then there must have been someone else, someone who saw us arrive on their radar and pressed a button.
That'd be my guess, sir, yeah.
We have a stationary contact south of the buoy.
There was a similar stationary contact near the last buoy.
I took it to be a fishing boat.
Do you think this stationary contact? Could be the drug bosses who detonated the booby trap.
Mark their position.
Let me know the second they move.
Aye, sir.
RO, try that frequency again.
Stuart Wiseman, this is Australian warship.
Do not make your pick-up.
I say again, do not make your pick-up.
It is booby-trapped.
Please respond.
Over.
(COMPUTER BEEPS) Boss, the speedboat's vanished.
It was there one second, now it's disappeared off the screen.
Radar malfunction? No, she's just gone.
Boss.
We're sure this is where the second buoy was? NAV: This is the position as given.
And the radar showed the vessel heaving to here? Yeah.
That's it, then.
(Sighs) Yeah.
I wouldn't feel too bad about it.
When it comes down to them or you, I'd rather it was them.
Hey, what's that? Man in the water! It must be Wiseman.
Let's get there, Nav.
OK.
Over.
MAN: Roger, X.
(Speaks indistinctly) Julian I'm sorry.
It's not good.
Stuart? The bomb went off before 'Hammersley' got there.
(Yells angrily) I'm sorry, Julian.
I'm really, really sorry.
I gave you the buoy's position.
You said you'd save him.
Yeah, and we tried, we really tried.
You didn't try hard enough, did you? (Grunts) Arggh! Arggh! Get down! (Grunts) Spider, behind you.
Don't even think about it, Hawkie.
I'm not in the mood.
Get down.
KATE: Right, that's you boys until we get back to base.
Get up! Move to the back of the boat.
Move! KATE: Roger, sir.
ETA back to base 4.
5 hours.
Ta.
What now? You gotta help put these people in jail.
Because I'm so grateful for what you've done? They were prepared to kill both of you as collateral damage.
Don't you want to see them punished? I can't make any promises.
But if you're prepared to give evidence against them, you might be able to cut a deal.
No-one was supposed to get hurt.
Someone always gets hurt.
Oh, yeah? What would you know? Nice middle-class chicks like you are born with a silver spoon in your mouth.
Really? Yeah.
What? I've got a brother.
Well, I had a brother.
He got involved in the drug scene.
He came to me asking me for money.
I told him to get lost.
It was tough love, I thought.
Anyway, they found him in his car, dead with a needle still in his arm.
Let's get started.
Gonna give me some names? Do a deal, mate.
I sure as hell don't want to rot in prison.
Start writing.
MARSHALL: So the result your end is three small-time drug smugglers captured.
So far, sir, but we haven't finished the job.
We're still in pursuit of the animals that triggered those bombs.
Right.
And what's the situation there? We're between them and international waters.
They're on our radar and they're history.
Alright, well, keep me posted.
Contact still moving north.
Let's spoil their day.
NAV OVER P.
A: Hands to boarding stations, hands to boarding stations.
Assume damage control state three, condition Yankee.
That'd be the drug bosses.
SWAIN: Hey, Buff.
Give 'em hell, mate.
Get your kit on.
You're entitled to this one.
I'd like to include Swain and ET in the boarding party, sir.
Did they come to you about this? No, they didn't, sir.
The men on board that cruiser tried to kill them.
I'd like to give them the satisfaction of being in it at the end.
Unless you think there might be a breach of discipline, sir.
No, Buffer.
No, I don't think that.
They're shipmates.
MIKE: Listen up, team.
These people are killers.
We'll go in fast from behind so they won't know we're coming.
Watch your backs.
Carry on, the seaboat.
(MOTOR ROARS) Stay there.
Do not move.
Chefo, Swain, ET, stay.
Who is the master of this vessel? Who is the master of this vessel? Step forward.
I thought you'd like to meet the men you tried to kill.
I don't know what you're talking about.
(VELCRO RIPS) You can't let 'em touch us.
Can't I? You tried to kill them.
No they won't touch you.
In the navy, that's what we call discipline.
Well done, guys.
Federal Police have asked me to pass on their congratulations for capturing the heads of this drug syndicate.
Believe me, sir, it was a pleasure.
Second that.
They seemed pretty keen to get them into custody, sir - airlifting them out by chopper.
Anyone would think they didn't trust us.
Wouldn't take it too personally, Buff.
They seem to prefer to play things close to their own chests.
Nevertheless, great work today.
ALL: Thank you, sir.
MARSHALL: Customs have already found a trafficable quantity of drugs, explosives and radio gear used to set off the explosive charges.
Enough to put both the bosses away.
And the AFP are very pleased with the names that Lieutenant McGregor radioed through.
Looks like they're gonna shut down the entire operation.
Good officer.
She'll make a good CO one day.
Still has some things to learn, of course.
Well, that's why the brass in Canberra posted her to you.
I thought it might be to teach me a few things.
Well, maybe somebody thought you could use a bit of system management and Lieutenant McGregor could use a bit of pirate.
I see.
Look, nothing personal, Mike, but if you want to dabble in these grey areas, don't be surprised if Canberra sends you a bit of black and white.
(VOICE ON POLICE RADIO) Stuie! Stuie! Hey! You said he was dead.
No, I said the bomb went off before the 'Hammersley' got there.
What, you lied to me? You drew your own conclusion.
Remember what I said about the feds.
Give them what they need and maybe you'll survive that way.
Good luck.
Let's go, Spider.
Thank you.
SPIDER: I mean, how cool is that? I fully thought the dude's brother was dead as well.
You know, she was very, very convincing.
So that's how she got him to give up the drug bosses? Yeah, but it was cooler than that.
I mean, like, when he went for her, she fully did this combat action stuff and just got him down, handcuffed him straightaway.
It was amazing.
Wow, it sounds like the X has a fan.
(Chuckles) No, she just could've saved our lives, that's all.
It's alright, Spider.
I remember my first crush too.
(Chuckles) I don't like her, Chefo.
It's only natural - she's a woman.
And you'll be a man one day.
Chefo, I don't like her.
(Sighs) It's not what the evidence points to, Spide.
You suck.
(Laughs) BUFFER: Hey, Spide.
What? You did well out there.
Thanks.
You suck.
That sounds great.
I'll see you then.
X, about today, well done.
It was pretty straightforward, sir.
That's not how Spider tells it.
He came through.
He was like, "Don't even think about it.
" (Laughs) I don't know where he got that from.
Playing football? Oh, so it's a guy thing.
Yeah.
And he's under the impression that you're Wonder Woman.
Oh, you didn't already know that? You know, he'd do well on big ships, and I think, in his own interest, we should recommend him for a transfer.
You want to steal my crew now? What is it about you and big ships? They're where the action is.
You want to see more action than you did today? I meant career-wise.
So you're just aching to go back? The career path I've chosen requires time as a warfare officer aboard a frigate.
I thought you understood that.
You were sent here to learn.
You've started well.
Apart from running into things.
That could have happened to anyone.
You? Well, no.
(Laughs quietly) But anyone else.
The brass have posted you here for good reasons.
Don't let them or me down by having all your focus on the next step up the ladder.
Sir.
Oh, and, um Spider said something about your brother.
Brother? The one who died.
I'm sorry.
I didn't know.
He's mistaken.
I never had a brother.
Oh.
Must've got it wrong.
(Quietly) Mmm.
I take it you won't be joining us at the pub.
Not tonight.
Goodnight, sir.
'Night, X.
Hi.
URSULA: Hi.