Sea Patrol (2007) s03e08 Episode Script

XO: Helicopter Echo Golf Bravo, this is Australian warship calling you on VHF channel 1-6.
Over.
Helicopter Echo Golf Bravo, this is Australian warship calling you on VHF channel 1-6.
Over.
Datum from the distress signal, bearing 1-9-0, range three miles.
Sir, sill no response from the crew.
(COMPUTER BLEEPS) Sir that's Victory Day Island.
Just our luck.
Proceed with all dispatch, Nav.
What? It was a British test site in the '50s, Spider.
British test site for what? (IMITATES EXPLOSIONS) (GROANS) What, they nuked it? Officer of the Watch, order the shore party to close up.
X, I'll be leading this team.
I want you to remain on 'Hammersley'.
Command state Oscar is now in force.
Time, 0835.
RO: Helicopter Echo Golf Bravo, this is Australian warship 'Hammersley'.
Come in.
SWAIN: Sir, can I have a word, please? What is it? Uh, sir, request permission to be excused from shore party.
Well, it's out of the question.
We've got a chopper down, three personnel on board.
We need a medic.
I'm aware of that, sir, and I'm sure Bomber is perfectly capable of the task.
Sir, um, Sally and I, we we've been trying for a second baby for some time now and The island's perfectly safe for short periods, Swain.
Even so, the levels of latent radiation I mean, we could I know it's presumptuous to ask Yeah, alright.
I understand.
You're excused.
Go and get Bomber down here.
Fast.
Yes, sir.
Spider, 50-kiloton fission bomb.
Try not to get any sand on your shoes.
Bomber, check that pilot.
One deceased.
This man's alive.
This man's got a pulse.
BUFFER: Sir, this is the Australian Navy.
We're gonna get you and your crew members out of here to safety.
Can I have that stretcher in here, please? Take your time, Bomber.
Just do what you can.
BUFFER: Boss.
Boss.
Yep.
He could have spinal injuries.
I want you to brace his head and keep his back straight.
MIKE: Roger.
BUFFER: Roger that.
BOMBER: Pupils are dilated.
Breathing is shallow.
Sir? (CRACKLING) Hey, what's that noise? Sir? Stay with me, please.
Sir.
(CRACKLING INTENSIFIES) What's that noise? It's a Geiger counter.
(CRACKLES) Righto, on three.
Bring him up.
Slide him up.
Alright, guys, help me get him out of here.
We're gonna perform CPR.
Quick.
Come on! Bomber.
Come on.
Help! Bomber.
His injuries are too extensive.
He's gone, Bomber.
Come on, let's go.
There's nothing you could have done, Bomber.
Maybe if I was more experienced, actually knew what I was doing.
How is he? (SIGHS) Well, no broken bones, as far as I can tell.
Internal bleeding or a fractured skull's my biggest concern.
Excuse me, boss.
Uh, RO still can't get NAVCOM on the line.
He reckons the radiation's playing havoc with the comms.
MIKE: Thanks.
He's conscious.
Sir.
Sir, my name is Chris Blake.
You're on an Australian Navy vessel.
Are you aware of what's happened? Hmm.
OK.
No, no, I need you to stay lying down, mate.
Don't try and get up.
Thanks, mate.
Do you want some water? Open up a little.
Just a little bit, mate.
(GROANS) Jessie.
What'd he say? I think he said Jessie.
Sir, are you talking about the pilot or the other passenger? Jessica.
Jessie.
There wasn't a female on board, was there? Sir, were there more than three people on board the chopper when it crashed? Mm.
How many? Another missing? Can we get independent confirmation from the airfield where the chopper took off? RO can't get a hook-up.
Too much local interference.
We're gonna have to go back, conduct a full search.
What about the levels of exposure? As long as we work within strict parameters, we'll be fine.
Two-hour shifts, two teams, and I want you and Nav leading the first rotation.
Yes, sir.
And take this.
If the meter spikes in the red, it means you're receiving a potentially dangerous dose.
If that happens, no matter where you are, you turn around.
And when I say two hours, I mean it, Kate.
Not a minute longer.
So you reckon it's OK to go back, Buff? I'm sure it's fine, Spider.
Better put one of those on, mate.
You want to have kids one day, yeah? RO: I've changed the frequency to cut down on static.
Buff.
Hey, what are you doing here? What does it look like I'm doing? I'm second medic.
What about Swain? Swain's priority is the injured man.
Hey, are you OK to do this? Why wouldn't I be? No reason, it's just you do know of the possible health implications.
Well, spit it out, Spider.
What's your problem? Fertility problems.
Yeah, and what's that to you? Nothing.
I just thought you'd want to know.
The boss says it's fine, and everyone else is going, so How is he? Um Yeah, he's stable for the moment.
Just sleeping.
Well, lucky you're staying here to look after him.
XO: Alright, everyone, listening up.
We'll take two teams.
Buffer, Bomber, with me.
We'll head inland.
Nav, I want you to take 2 Dads and Spider, and scout the perimeter.
RO, you stay with the RHIB.
It doesn't appear that our missing girl has walked away from the chopper, so we can only assume that she has been thrown out at some point.
My team will take this.
The radiation levels will increase in the interior, OK? I cannot stress enough the importance of the time limit.
Two hours - we hit the beach, we get in, we get out.
Nav, sync our watches.
Two hours.
Right, let's go.
Our patient's a bit more coherent? Yeah.
Yeah, I was worried about the possibility of a bleed, but, amazingly, I think it's just some concussion.
Sir.
I'm Mike Flynn, captain of the ship.
Good to see you're feeling better.
Swain here tells me you're going to be fine.
Nelson Walker.
Mr Walker, I've got two teams on the island searching for your colleague.
But I'm afraid it's bad news about the others on the chopper.
Both the pilot and a male passenger didn't make it.
Frank.
He was my cameraman.
What's your interest on Victory Day Island? No interest.
We were flying up north to film dugong.
Making a nature doco.
What, you're a filmmaker? (GRUNTS SOFTLY) Can you tell me why you'd need a Geiger counter to film dugongs? I don't know anything about that.
Must be the pilot's.
SPIDER: Mate, what kind of animal would live in a place like this? NAV: Australian Navy.
Hello! rabbits, three-legged wombats, that sort of thing.
Whoa! Did you see that? Boo! Ahh! (LAUGHS) What is that? You're such a loser.
What is that? SPIDER: Looks like a blast shelter or something.
Must've been used during the nuclear tests.
I wish we had that Geiger counter now.
SPIDER: 2 Dads, look at that.
Uh, Nav What? Was there anybody on this island when they nuked it? It looks like a human form that's been seared into the concrete.
Over.
I'm sure it's not what it looks like, Nav.
Has it got any bearing on your search? Wouldn't have thought so.
We'll keep looking.
Over.
Huh? Hmm.
Hey! Hey! Jessica! Hey! We're here to help.
Where are you, you little Oh! Oh! Ah! Ah! Ah! Nav! 2 Dads! Help! Help! Hello! Hello? Is there someone there? I know that you're there.
Help! Sir, come and check this out.
I just pulled this off the Net.
It tells a story of six airmen whose plane went down near the island around the time of the test.
Do I really want to hear this? Nuh (SIGHS) The official version is that the B-25 takes a dip in the ocean off the coast, all hands lost.
But the conspiracy theorists have a different take.
And I know how you like a good conspiracy.
The conspiracy theory is that they went down on the island.
It's a good story, Charge.
Print that out for me.
Yes, sir.
I told you, I'm filming dugongs.
And yet with thousands of square miles of ocean, you crash on a small island that happens to be a radioactive hazard, with a Geiger counter in your possession.
What are the chances of that? OK.
So we're making a film on the island's history.
So what? Your illegal trespassing has put my sailors in danger.
I didn't ask you to rescue me.
But I was ordered to anyway.
In the navy, we don't get to pick and choose who we help.
Now, why lie about this, Mr Walker? Because, Captain, you're a part of the military machinery that's been covering this up.
What makes you think there's a cover-up? Why do you think the island is off-limits to civilians? Because of its radiation levels.
That's what the government wants you to think.
BUFFER: Jessica! BOMBER: Jessica! Jessica! How we doing, Buff? (GEIGER COUNTER CLICKS) Too close for comfort, X.
Jessica! Smoke above the tree line! Do you think that could've been built by her? It's an old fire.
Been recently relit.
XO: This crater must be the point of impact.
Jessica! Jessica.
BUFFER: Jessica! GIRL: Help! Help! I'm over here.
Jessica.
(SOBS) Help me, please.
We're the Australian Navy and we're here to get you out.
Thank God.
(SOBS) Bomber.
Yeah.
Hi, Jessica.
I'm Bomber - Rebecca.
Where are the others? Um, well, you were the last one we had to find.
Look, where does it hurt? It's my ankle.
I can't move it.
You can't move it? Charlie 8-2, this is X-ray 8-2.
We have found Jessica Taylor alive.
Ah! Repeat, she is alive.
What's her condition? Bomber's examining her now.
Stand by.
She's broken her ankle, but the bones haven't penetrated the skin.
OK, sir, Bomber thinks that she's broken an ankle.
Look, if she took a tumble from that chopper, she could have any number of internal injuries.
So they need to make sure she's stabilised.
X, I'll send RO up with the stretcher to your position.
But move her as little as possible.
Over.
OK, copy that.
Does it hurt anywhere else? No, it's just my ankle.
BOMBER: Just your ankle? Yeah, boss, we're right on our radiation limit here.
MIKE: OK, Buff.
I'll get onto RO.
I want you out of there asap.
Out.
MIKE ON RADIO: November 8-2, this is Charlie 8-2.
Speak to me, Nav.
RO, you there? RO, Captain.
Radio check.
Great! Where the hell is he? RO! Hey, RO! RO! Rowie! RO! Alright, Spider, you take the stretcher.
X says the path is well marked to the top.
Righto.
MIKE: November 8-2, this is Charlie 8-2.
Speak to me, Nav.
Sir, this is Nav.
Go ahead, Nav.
We've just returned to the RHIB.
There's no sign of RO.
I'm sending Spider with the stretcher.
MIKE: OK, tell him to hurry up.
Your two-hour time limit's nearly over.
NAV: Yes, sir.
Copy that.
Get a wriggle on, Spider.
What is it? SPIDER: Copy that, ma'am.
Boot footprints.
He's gone into the jungle.
Over there.
NAV: RO! Hello! NAV AND 2 DADS: RO! Yeah.
I'm over here.
(LAUGHS) We're busting a gut and you're just hanging around, huh? Oh, hilarious.
How did you get up there? I was trying to lasso a boar.
Not with this knot, mate.
That looks like your classic slipknot.
Best type to use in a twitch-up snare.
NAV: Yeah, but Hey.
Set by who, and to catch what? Excuse me.
Who'd want to snack on his puny flesh? Sorry.
There's someone on the island.
I was following.
That's how I ended up here.
We've found the girl, RO.
She's a couple of clicks from here.
Then there's someone else! (GEIGER COUNTER CLICKS) Ma'am, that's a hike.
How is she, Bomber? Yeah, she's fine.
She's gonna be fine.
We've got half an hour to get her out of here.
OK, everyone, we need to be really gentle here.
X, you support her left leg.
Buffer.
Spider.
Support her upper body.
OK.
And call it.
Alright.
On three.
One two three.
That's it.
There we go.
Alright, you right, Jessica? Put your arm down.
Ahhh! SPIDER: Bomber! XO: Buffer! BOMBER: Buffer! SPIDER: Buffer, hold on! XO: It could all give way.
I've got you.
Buff! Buff! Bomber! Help! (THUD!) Bomber! XO: Sir, she is on a ledge about 25 feet below us.
She looks to be unconscious.
Not responding to our calls.
Over.
OK, X, you're gonna need the Tirfor winch to get Bomber out of there.
I'll send Charge over in the second RHIB.
XO: Copy that, sir.
Yes, sir.
No, I'll take it.
She'll need to be medically assessed before she gets winched out of there.
You sure about this? Absolutely, sir.
It's my responsibility.
Always has been.
OK.
Get kitted up.
Sir.
NAV: It's probably just some dopehead surfer camping out on the island.
RO: Why would a surfer or anyone else want to live in a place like this? Well, because there's a wicked reef break just off the shore, bro.
How's your ankle? Ow! You right? Mmm.
Alright.
Uh Look, just, uh keep it elevated.
Get ice on it till I get back.
OK.
I'll take RO back to the ship.
help with the gear.
What? There's no time to argue, mate.
Bomber needs help.
Grab the winch, mate.
Keep up.
OK.
OK, I'm going.
SPIDER: Bomber! Bomb! Can you hear me? Buffer, there's blood.
She's bleeding.
I can't even tell if she's breathing or not.
Bomb, can you just give us a sign? Let us know you're OK.
How you holding up? I'm OK.
Don't worry about me.
(ALARM BEEPS) I am worried.
We've got to get you back to the ship.
How is she? She's not moving.
This is your fault! You're the first medic.
She shouldn't even be here! Spider! It should be him lying down here! No, you are out of line! You're out of line! Carry Jessica down to the beach and get her on board 'Hammersley'.
No, I'm staying here, X.
No, that is a direct order.
Spider, I know how worried you are about Bomber, but there's nothing more that you can do for her here.
Jessica is just as much our responsibility.
OK? Spider.
Let's go, mate.
SPIDER: This place is jinxed.
Ready? One, two, three.
Ma'am, you radio me if you hear anything.
XO: I will.
Swain? Are you OK? Yes, ma'am.
Up here, we are right on our limit.
But down there, it's Yeah, ma'am.
Here, take this with you.
Doesn't sound like there's a lot of point.
Just take it.
Bomb.
She's got a pulse.
Can you get the harness on her, Swain? Not yet, ma'am.
I've got to check her out.
XO: Buffer, let's set up a winch.
Spider, she'll be fine, man.
So you're in the film business, huh? Uh no, um I'm just in the film Nelson's making.
You an actress? No, uh, my grandad was one of the six airmen that died here during the time of the nuclear tests.
Oh, yeah, yeah, I heard about that.
Charge said their B-25 crashed off the coast or something.
Yeah, that's the official version.
Spider, put her down.
What, think they got caught in the blast? Nelson says it's a cover-up.
Sounds more like a beat-up if you ask me.
I never met my grandad, so I just want to find out what happened to him.
You've come all the way out to a place like this for someone you've never even met? You think that's dumb? Nope.
Think it's kind of brave, actually.
XO: Spider, X.
Over.
Yeah.
This is Spider, X.
Bomber's alive, Spider.
Unconscious but alive.
(TWIGS SNAP) We'll have her up here soon.
Uh, that's that's, uh, great news, X.
Thanks for letting me know.
Oi! Wait up! Here! Ow! Ah! Ahhh! Ow! (GRUNTS) They were graves, sir.
There was four of 'em.
Over.
Please, I've got to see them.
Can you just take me there? I'm sorry, ma'am.
We have to get you back to the ship as soon as possible.
It's alright.
Just lay down.
Relax.
Graves? How old were they? They were pretty old, sir.
They also had rusted bits of metal hanging off the old crosses.
Possibly dog tags.
back to the ship.
Over.
Sir, there was On our way, boss.
Out.
Right, how are we doing down there? Yeah, few more minutes.
We gotta get them up and get out of here, X.
Bomber? Bomber, can you hear me? Swain.
Swain.
You OK? Yeah, it's gonna be OK.
What happened? You took a tumble down that cliff, but you're gonna be OK.
Amazingly.
We're over a lake? It's a crater full of water.
A crater? What made a crater? (GEIGER COUNTER CRACKLES) Mm.
Don't look at that.
Don't look at that.
Just stay with me and keep still.
Are you in pain? Whereabouts? My chest.
OK.
Swain, what's happening? Another minute.
I'm just gonna check you for breaks, OK? Can we haul her up? No, not yet! (SIGHS) SWAIN: OK.
You've probably just broken a couple of ribs, mate, that's all.
It could have been worse.
You're telling me.
OK, breathe in.
You right taking her back? What? You're not coming? I'm gonna go back and help them with Bomber.
Spide Alright, let's go.
Sorry, mate.
(WHIMPERS) Got to make it nice and tight.
Is that comfortable enough? Comfortable as it can be, sorry.
(GROANS) OK.
Hold onto that.
Hold onto that.
OK, we're good to go.
Nice and gentle, Buff.
Yeah.
Roger that.
Righto, coming up.
You OK? You're gonna be fine, mate.
We're gonna get you to the top and you'll be all good.
That's it.
Take it easy.
That's good, mate.
You're doing good.
Ahhhhh! Bomber? Ugh! My chest.
Bomber, Bomber! Wait, wait, wait! OK, bring her up quickly, Buffer.
Bring her up quick.
No, no, no, no! Lower her back down.
OK, stop, stop.
What is it? She's in distress.
I need her back down here now.
Let's get her up and then we'll get you up.
No! I need her back down here now! Alright, coming down.
You're right.
You're OK.
Alright.
OK.
Let's pop your head down.
Yeah, OK! Swain? What's going on? We are over our limit.
It hurt when you breathe? Yeah.
(WHEEZES) OK, where's it hurt? Where's it hurt? Bomber.
Bomber.
Bomber, stay with me.
What's going on, Swain? I don't know.
Swaino, what do you think? (SOFTLY) OK, she's got decreased breathing sounds on the left.
Acute chest pain.
Look, I think she's punctured a lung and the air's compressing against it.
I need to let the pressure out.
OK, can you do that here? Yeah, I think so.
(GEIGER COUNTER CRACKLES LOUDLY) (VOLUME DECREASES) X-ray 8-2, this is Charlie 8-2.
Over.
This is X.
X, your time's well and truly up.
You've been on that island almost an hour over your limit.
Sir, Swain is still down on the ledge.
He's, uh he's attending to Bomber.
Over.
How long will it take? Unsure, but the radiation levels are still dangerous, sir.
Is Swain on radio? Yeah, this is Swain.
Swain, what's the radiation level where you are? Sir, the Geiger counter's been switched off.
But I'm sure they're at a safe level.
What's your SITREP? Over.
Sir, Bomber's got a pocket of air caught in her chest.
I've got to release the pressure.
I'm just finding the right place now.
Can you winch her up from the ledge and perform that procedure at the top? No, no, sir.
I've got to perform it down here.
Swain, I'm ordering you and Bomber up from that ledge.
Whatever you have to do, you do it at the top, where the radiation level is safe.
Over.
Swain, confirm you copy.
(STATIC) Swain, confirm you received my last order.
Over.
Swain, what is going on? How is she? Yeah, she's OK.
XO: Swain.
MIKE: Confirm you received my order, Swain.
Come on, mate.
Swain or X, confirm you received my last order.
Over.
Swaino.
OK, you're right.
You OK? Just relax.
You're gonna be fine, mate.
OK.
OK, X.
We're good to come up.
Stand by.
Get them out as fast as you can, Buff.
Grab this rope, Spide.
Yeah.
MIKE: X, I need a SITREP now! Uh, sir, we're, uh, bringing them both up now with the winch.
OK! Good to go.
Ready.
You OK? Yeah.
Hold onto me.
OK.
OK.
Righto, coming up.
Nice and steady, mate.
Hand over hand.
(GROANS) It's OK.
Take it easy.
That's it.
Keep it going.
You OK? Just a little more to go.
Alright, almost there.
Whoa! Swain! Swain! Swain! BUFFER: Swain! SPIDER: Bomber! There they are, on that bank.
Swain.
SPIDER: Bomber! Swain, are you alright? Yeah.
Bomber! Bomber.
(COUGHS) Bomb, you alright? Come on.
Come on, Bomb.
It's OK.
You alright, mate? Yeah, mate.
Yeah.
You alright? Spider, Spider, can you get my stethoscope? It's in the front purse in my bag.
You did a good job getting her out of there.
Ma'am, I didn't pull us out.
Someone else did.
Someone else did.
You didn't pull her out? No, ma'am.
OK, OK.
(COUGHS) SWAIN: Shh.
Relax.
Breathe in.
OK.
SPIDER: Is she OK? (BOMBER GROANS) X.
SWAIN: Both your lungs are still inflated.
You breathing comfortably? Alright.
X, I need to get her back to the ship.
OK.
Charlie 8-2, this is X-ray 8-2.
MIKE: This is Charlie 8-2.
Sir, we're ready to come back.
We're heading toward the beach now.
Very good.
I'll send over a RHIB for you.
XO: Right, let's go.
(BOMBER WHIMPERS) Meter's running.
Righto, I've got her legs.
BUFFER: Nice and easy.
Down.
Slow.
That's it.
Good.
I saw it too, ma'am.
We're the only crew left on the island.
Yep.
Everyone else is snug as a bug.
That's not the first time I've seen him either.
There.
Who is it? Well, if you're into conspiracy theories, how about an 80-year-old survivor of a nuclear blast? Should we check it out? We can't leave anyone on the island.
Buffer.
You take Bomber back to the ship and come back and get me.
Us.
X, everything alright? Will be.
Yeah.
XO: Hello? We're the Australian Navy.
It's not safe for you to stay here.
X.
Look.
It's OK, mate.
We're not gonna hurt you.
Don't run away from me this time.
What is that smell? It's trochus.
XO: Hello.
What? Hello? My name is Kate.
XO: You have been living here fishing for trochus? How long have you lived here? Judging from all this, he's been here a couple of seasons at least.
Hello.
You rescued our friends.
You pulled them from the water.
You can't stay here.
You have to come with us.
It's not safe.
You will get sick if you stay.
Do you understand? You will die.
Die.
Yes, that that's right.
Dead.
Uhh! Die.
Die.
(SPEAKS FOREIGN LANGUAGE) Do you have any idea? Not a clue, ma'am.
(SPEAKS FOREIGN LANGUAGE) Reckon Buff would be back at the beach by now, ma'am.
Yeah.
Sir.
Sir.
We have to start heading back towards this way, to the beach.
Die.
Die.
No, this way.
I don't know if I like his grasp of English, ma'am.
Mate, we need to get Dead.
It's a B-25, right? Yes, ma'am.
Straight out of the 1950s.
Die.
What? Dead.
Yes.
Taylor.
It's Jessica's grandfather.
CHARGE: Alright.
That'll do.
Swaino, you OK? Yep.
(CLEARS THROAT) Sir.
Jessica is in the wardroom.
Bomber is resting up, and Swain is treating our fisherman down in austere.
How is the fisherman? It is too soon to tell if he will suffer any long-term damage.
He doesn't speak any English, so he couldn't read the signs on the island.
Are we sure with these airmen I'm not sure of anything, X.
When we figure out what happened on that island, I'm sure apologies will be made to the appropriate people.
RO, surprised to see you up and about.
You don't want to take your eye off the ball.
Not everyone can do my job.
CHARGE: I don't know about that.
Seemed pretty bloody easy from where I was sitting.
(BLEEPING) (KNOCK AT DOOR) Hi.
Hey.
How's, uh how's the leg? Yeah, it's alright.
Swain set it, so I'll get proper X-rays when we get back, though.
You know, I never actually properly introduced myself.
I'm 2 Dads.
Leo.
I'm l'm Leo.
Leo Kosov-Meyer.
In the navy, they call me 2 Dads.
Right.
So, um, I've got something that I think belongs to you.
We found your grandfather's remains in the wreckage of his B-25.
We think he was living in there.
So, what, it's true? They did get caught in the test? Maybe.
But it looks like looks like your grandad survived longer than the other blokes.
He must have been the one who dug the graves and buried his mates.
Um, we'll notify the authorities and bring him home.
Thanks, Leo.
How you doing? Yeah, I'm alright.
(CLEARS THROAT) I, um I acted selfishly.
Put my own interests ahead of you and the rest of Swain, it's OK.
You're a father.
You've got responsibilities.
That's no excuse.
I'm sorry for everything that happened.
You did save my life, remember.
Yeah.
Besides, if you'd gone in the first place, I would have had to come rescue you.
That's assuming I would have gone over the cliff's edge.
Oh, you would've.
Oh, that really hurts.
Yeah, don't laugh too hard.
We both copped a fair dose of radiation, didn't we? How soon? How long until we find out? Not for a long time, Bomber.
It could be years before we know if it's had any effect.
Not much point in worrying about it, then.
Not much point at all, mate.
Not much point at all.