Due South (1994) s03e13 Episode Script
Mountie on the Bounty (2)
Previously on Due South - Transfer, sir? - To Ottawa.
- Would you just listen to me? I swearto God, I'll punch you in the face.
- What does that mean? I'll punch you in the face.
Why don't you listen? [Welsh.]
: This came in today.
- Transfer.
- I can get my own life? My own name? - One more case, and then we're done.
- It would seem to be a map.
- Of course it's a map.
He's a pirate.
- Bad things stirring the waters.
Ghost ship, crew long dead.
[Ray.]
: I think you might have a killer on board.
- My crew? - In your crew, sir.
- Ghost ship dead ahead, Benton.
- Stay your course.
There's nothing they can do.
- Abandon ship.
- This was part of the big shipment that got stolen from the Chicago Federal Reserve Bank last year.
- We have an excellent lead.
All we need to do is find the robbers, and we'll find Constable Fraser.
- This is why we're getting stale, Fraser.
Communication: We're not doing it.
- This was a big heist, gentlemen.
Which means there was a big team.
Let's pound the docks with pictures of this Wailing Yankee crew shake everything down, maybe we'll come up with a couple more dead guys.
- Sir, what if we shake out some gold while we're at it? - Yeah, there was I mean, there was a lot of gold.
- You find gold before you find Vecchio and Fraser, I'm gonna load it into your pants and drop you into the lake.
Keep your eye on the prize, gentlemen.
We got officers out there.
They might need a lifeline.
- I paid 300 bucks, 300 bucks forthis stupid thing, and it doesn't even work.
- Well, you know, generally speaking, water and electronics are not a good mix.
- Generally speaking.
- Yeah.
Oh, well, look at that.
- That's a fish.
- Yeah.
It's an encouraging sign.
- That's not a sign, Fraser.
That's a fish.
- That's a trout, to be exact, which is a sign that the quality of the Great Lakes is actually returning.
- Look, why are you arguing with me, Fraser? It's not a sign.
It's a fish.
That means that the boat's sinking and we're dying.
- Well, yes, it's a sign of that also.
- Ow! Fraser, I got a signal! [telephone ringing.]
- Detective Division.
It's them! It's them! - Get 'em on speaker! - Where are you guys? [Ray.]
: Sink somewhere.
- What sink? - A kitchen sink perhaps.
- Where is your sink? - Sink sink We're sinking.
- Give them the coordinates, Ray.
I think we're roughly - 47 degrees latitude.
- 85 degrees longi [Ray.]
: 85 longi [static.]
- Write that down.
- 47 85 - Uh, 5, 8, 7, 4.
Got it.
- 4, 7, 8, 5.
Dyslexia.
- Ray! - Captain! Cap The battery's dead.
- A licence plate? - Phone number, part of a phone number.
- There's a 478 exchange in Chicago.
- That's it.
A reverse directory.
Get somebody on it right away.
Dial every number with that prefix.
- It's kind of a long shot.
- Yeah, there could be thousands of numbers.
Who's gonna take on a job as revolting and tedious as that? - You don't happen to have a screwdriver, do you, Ray? - No, not on me, Fraser.
- Oh, that's too bad.
- Yeah, well, I left my garage in my other pants.
- All right, mental note: equip myself with a portable waterproof all-purpose tool kit.
Ray.
Ray.
Ray! - It's as dark as sin in here.
Your matches still work? - They're waterproof.
It's standard issue for every Mountie.
- They don't last very long.
Come on, light another one.
- I think we should save the others for an emergency.
- And this is what, a recreational swim? - Any situation can deteriorate Ray! Oh, dear.
- What? - I think we're trapped.
- Anything? - Next pier.
- Hey, what if you ran into a pile of gold? What would you do with it? - Well, that's a snap.
I'd get a storefront.
Strip mall somewhere, open a comedy club.
I'd call it the Ad-Lib orthe One-Liner.
- A strip mall? - It's not big time, but you get a steady flow of business.
- Yeah? Okay, do one.
- What? - Do a one-liner.
- You boys looking for a date? Tommy, how's it going? - Ah, pretty good.
Hey, listen, you want to do me a favour? Just look at these photographs for us.
Just take yourtime.
- You know her? - Well, high school.
She's grown up.
- All right, we have to go this way.
- Come on, Fraser, hang on a second.
- Well, it's metres actually.
- Metres, yards, you think my lungs know the difference? - It's our only option.
- That's an option? - Well, no.
- No? What kind of logic is that? - It's logic of a kind.
- How? - Well, it's sort of like a strange loop, like Godel's Theorem.
- Who's Godel? Who the hell's Godel? - Godel was a German mathematician.
He found this theorem that loosely translated means, um, everything I say is a lie.
- So everything he said was a lie.
- Right, except that what he just said was the truth.
- So everything he said was a lie and the truth at the same time.
- Exactly, you see, it loops back in on itself.
- I see.
This I get.
This is blood I can go with this.
- Right, well, it's also a function of logic.
- Logic, see? There you go again.
You always take it one step further, one step overthe line! - Why are you yelling at me? - I'm not yelling! - You are yelling at me! - I can't I can't swim.
- Right right.
Well, then a quick lesson is probably what's called for right now, okay? Coat off.
I want you to try to think about Think of yourself as a flower that opens by day and then it closes down at night.
So think, bloom, close, bloom, close.
- What do I do with my feet? - Kick.
Kick as though you were interviewing a suspect.
You ready? Big breath.
- What was that, Fraser? - What was what? - That thing you were doing with your mouth.
- Oh, that's buddy breathing.
You seemed to be in a bit of a well, having a problem.
I have excess lung capacity, so - Buddy breathing.
- Yeah, standard procedure.
- Good, okay, all right.
Nothing's, like, changed or anything, right? - No.
- Okay, thanks.
- You're thanking me? - Don't get too excited, Fraser.
The jury's still out on this partnership thing, okay? - Oh, well, don't worry, Mr.
Instinct, I'm not excited.
- Ah! - Yikes.
- So what would you do if you came across a pile of gold? - Me? I'd get one of those drum machines, plug it in.
They got the whole kit on them.
You know, bass, snare, cymbals.
And you can program patterns and stuff, you know, rhythm patterns.
- Really? - Oh, yeah, it's very cool.
- Sort of like a travelling DJ, sort of.
- Yeah, sort of.
- Cool.
Yep.
Take it real easy, buddy.
That's it.
- Fire extinguishers? - You bet, Ray.
Should make an excellent propellant.
- Fraser, you done this kind of thing before? - No, not precisely, although there was one occasion when I was underneath a drilling platform in a fjord just south of Clyde River.
- Come on, Fraser, just tell me the truth.
Just say, "I'm gonna endanger your life, Ray, my friend, I'm gonna endanger your life in a wildly bizarre way.
" - All right.
Ray, my friend, I'm going to endangeryour life in a wildly bizarre way.
Step back, follow me.
32 down On the Robert Mackenzie - Ahhh, Fraser, this hurts my head! - You just gotta get streamlined, Ray! - How do you streamline your head? - Practice.
- How do you practice stuff like that? - Holy moly, look at that! It's a golden eagle.
- Fraser, we're slowing down.
- Yeah, that'd be gravity.
- Ah, and now? - Now we're falling.
Big breath.
Three two [both.]
: Ahhh! Well, that was exciting, wasn't it? - Real exciting, Fraser.
I can't swim! - What do you call what you're doing right now? - I'm praying in water.
- All right.
It looks as though your prayers might have been answered.
Look.
We found the criminals.
Okay, come on.
Bloom, close, kick 'em in the head.
Bloom, close, kick 'em in the head.
Bloom, close, kick 'em in the head.
- All right, what do we know about this guy? - John Thomas, a.
k.
a.
Tommy John, a.
k.
a.
Jimmy Toms, done time for armed robbery and assault.
- He was a weapons expert, sir, with the 82nd Airborne specialty in explosives and tunnels.
- Perfect forthe federal reserve job.
- All right, go check his apartment out.
- I'm not waiting for a lawyer.
Pretend we know everything and grill the snot out of him.
- Yeah, let's kick some - Uh, Francesca, you're not official.
- Well, neither is she.
- I mean, come on, you can't grill me with two chicks, foxes though they might be.
I got rights.
- We got two missing cops.
You got no rights, pal.
- Hey, you didn't even Miranda me.
- We're no looking for a conviction We just want some information.
- We are not playing games, Ashtray.
- Ashtray? - We're here to get some information.
And we're going to get that information.
- Get out of my face.
- You know, you you don't seem to understand that there are people out there that we care about, Hair Bottle.
- Hair Bottle? - We won't let a melon like you get in our way.
- Melon? - You know what she means.
- No, I don't.
"Melon, Ashtray, Hair Bottle.
" What kind of talk is this? Is this some kind of code? - What the hell's that guy wearing on his head? - I think it's his ghost disguise.
- What do you got? - We found a pay stub under his mattress.
- The Illinois Lake Freight Company.
- He's worked forthem a year and a half after he went down on their ship.
- Take a lesson.
That's dedication.
Gilbert Wallace, C.
E.
O.
, president and chief bottle washer, Illinois Lake Freight.
I want to know everything about Mr.
Wallace and his company.
Everything.
- You got it, Lieutenant.
- You know what? I think we should work together.
- We do work together.
- No, I mean on the other stuff.
Like, say, you get your drum machine; I get my One-Liner.
I do the zinger, you do the rim shot.
- So we'll go - My wife is so - Ba-dum, psh! Like that? - You have to wait forthe joke to finish.
- Yeah, we got them all under control.
- You want to grab me one of those pin locks? - Yeah, it's coming up.
- Take it away.
- We better get going.
If they sent a distress signal, the coastguard'll be moving in soon.
No, we got a couple hours at least.
Canadian budget cuts.
- Some kind of salvage operation.
- Okay.
They're not gonna go quiet.
- But they'll go.
This time, they'll go down with the ship.
What about the cops? - Lying on the bottom.
- What are they saying? - They're out of my range.
We'll have to try to get closer.
- Why? Why are we even on this tub in the first place? There we were having a leisurely swim, doing the bloom, close, bloom - I think we can divert him if I, on the count of three Or, well, yeah, do it your way.
- What are you doing? - Checking the cargo.
- It's oil.
What, you found something you can't eat? - It's oil laced with PCBs.
It's probably from discarded transformers.
- You can taste all that? - Well, naturally I try to keep informed on threats to the environment.
- Oh, naturally.
- Come on.
- All right, we got a gold robbery.
Then we have a freight company.
We got a real dead guy, map carved on chest, could be pirate, down in the basement.
We got a crew made up of the undead.
Now can you tell me how this stuff possibly fits together? - Let's start with the pirate.
- Patch, hook, he's got everything.
- I see your progress leaves something to be desired, Constable.
- Well, with only four numbers, sir, yes - Constable, four numbers are more than sufficient to locate Four numbers? - Fourtiny little ordinals.
- You said he had a map? - Yeah, carved right on his chest.
- It's not a phone number.
It's coordinates! Map coordinates! He's giving us map coordinates! We need a map! - Somebody get me a map! - 4-7-8-5, that's Lake Superior! Get a map of the lake! - Do you have to do that? - Very high arsenic content.
- Fraser, spit it out.
- Well, no, you know, a little bit of arsenic can't hurt you, Ray.
I think this entire ship is a floating toxic dump.
- This is all about garbage? - Well, the illegal disposal of toxic waste is a lucrative criminal activity.
- Does this look like garbage to you, Fraser? - That looks like gold.
- If it would make things easierforyou, I could slice the map right off his chest.
- That might help.
[moaning.]
- Is he all right? - With Turnbull, one can nevertell.
Wait! Here.
Here it is.
- And the map coordinates? - There.
Almost the same place that's near Sam Thorn's detachment headquarters.
We can secure resources there.
- The open waters are calling me back.
- You were a sailor? - My uncle worked the Lake boats.
The sea is my genetic destiny.
Shape up.
We're shipping out.
Ho ya ho Ho ya ho - Hey, what's going on? - Cops got John Thomas.
- Can we get to him? - Dumb play.
- It'd be fun to shoot him.
- Forget him.
Here's the drill: get the gold off, set charges in the cargo, blow the hold and leave.
When the cops figure it out, we'll be just another shipwreck.
- That's gonna take some time.
- You better get a move on.
- Okay.
- Diabolical.
They're gonna combine the poisons with linked explosives.
The combination of arsenic, oil and PCBs well, it could lead to an ecological disaster of unimaginable proportions.
You see, Ray, this vessel lies up-current of Six Fathom Shoal.
The toxics spilled here would contaminate Saint Mary's River, which is one of the most fertile spawning grounds in the entire Great Lakes.
And that, in turn, could set off a chain reaction that could lead to well, it could lead to the destruction of life in the entire Great Lakes Ray.
Ray.
What are you doing? - The gold.
- The gold is secondary.
Follow me.
Ray.
- All right, let's get it done.
Pallets one, three and six, top deck.
Let's go.
Let me know as soon as the transfer vessel gets here.
- Yeah, under control.
- Henderson! Thompson! Falling asleep on me back there, huh? Keep at it.
- We got two naked seamen here! - Roger, two naked seamen.
- Find these guys! - Fraser, come on.
- We got two bogeys! The submersible! Ahhh! - I thought Turnbull was supposed to be cutting this path.
Knowing Turnbull, he's either taken a circuitous route, or gotten himself entangled with some bears.
- Bears? There are bears in these woods? - Fairly crawling with them, I would imagine.
- Great.
Bears.
Inspector what are they doing? - Hiding.
- But I can see them.
- New recruits.
Although it seems they have captured Turnbull.
Must be some kind of drill, I'd imagine.
[yelling.]
- Identify yourselves! - Inspector Meg Thatcher, Royal Canadian Mounted Police, sir! - Meg? My God.
I haven't seen you since well since the incident.
What brings you to this neck of the woods? - We have two officers in trouble.
- Say no more! Follow me! Recruits, to heel.
- You're hogging all the room, Fraser.
Can you move your leg? - No, I can't move my leg.
- Why? - It's asleep.
- Oh.
You got any idea where we are? - Yes, you're right behind me, and I'm right in front of you.
- I mean, in the water.
- Oh.
- Well, we should be coming across Six Fathom Shoal, at which point I'll be able to navigate by dead reckoning.
Well, that is provided I've calculated correctly.
- And if you haven't? - Oh, then we'll be hopelessly lost.
- See, this is what I love about you, Fraser.
That real positive, everything's- gonna-work-out-fine kind of attitude.
It really butters my muffin, eh? - Thank you, Ray.
- Oh, he's right, you know, son.
You're too logical and dispassionate.
It's too hard on him.
You can't force your standards on other people.
Come on, now.
- What are you looking at? - You.
- Come on, keep your eyes on the road, just Looking at me.
What - You call these resources? - Well, there have been a few budget cuts lately.
Still, Sergeant Thorn is an excellent man well, woman.
- If she's so excellent, what's she doing out here in the boonies? - Well, she has a few, uh, idiosyncrasies.
Her official performance review designation was BTC.
- BTC? - Big-time crazy.
She had a long-standing dispute with headquarters regarding the future of the force.
Her position was that we should revamp and develop ourselves into a fully-fledged naval power.
- Naval power? - And why not? What's the point of having a strong federal force without a strong naval power? - We don't need to get into that right now, Sergeant.
- You know what's overthere? - No.
- The United States of America.
That's a foreign power, a big one.
- We have a special relationship with the United States, Sergeant.
- Oh, sure.
England and Spain get along now, but don't forget about the Spanish armada.
Think about it.
If Nelson hadn't been ready, we'd all be speaking Spanish, and I have no love for romance languages.
You an American? - Lieutenant Welsh is working with me.
- I'll keep that in mind.
Meanwhile, I've been assessing your situation.
And what I think you need is a boat.
- Exactly.
You have one? - I think I might have something that fits the bill.
- Demented.
- Fraser, are we up the creek without a paddle here? Are we lost? - No, we're not, we're not - Just admit it, Fraser, we're lost.
- No, we're not lost.
- Admit it! - All right, we're lost! - Okay, thank you.
Go that way.
- Why? - I got a feeling.
It's it's a hunch, it's a feeling.
Go that way.
- Yeah, but there's absolutely no reason why l - Look, Fraser, just this once, just this once.
I trust you every single time.
Every single time I got to trust you.
Just once, trust me.
That way.
- Do it, son.
- And but if we - No ifs, ands or buts, just - Buck Frobisher and I didn't speak forthree years.
There we were, face to face, across the raging waters of the Nahanni River, criminals bearing down on us.
He had a rope, I had a grappling hook.
The only route to safety was to meet in the middle.
You got to trust your partner, son, otherwise nothing will go right.
- That way? - Yeah, that way.
- All right.
- Attention! Suck in that gut, cadet! Shoulders back, head up! Don't look at me.
What are you looking at? Don't look at me! You call this shipshape? I've seen tighter sheets in a whorehouse.
No slacking off.
Look around you.
Attention! The man beside you may not be coming back.
We're going to see some real action today.
Men will bleed.
We're going to see some real steaming guts before this day is over.
This may be your only chance to die foryour country or at least be maimed or dismembered.
Don't blow it! - Anything? - Nothing, captain.
- Nothing on the port bow, sir.
- Anything? - All clear here! - What is it? - I think it's a vessel, but I don't think it's a freighter.
Judging from its shape, its displacement, I think it's Oh, my God.
I don't believe this, Ray.
Prepare to surface.
- Captain, unidentified submersible, off the port bow! - Ahoy, bounty! - It's Fraser! - All right! - How much longer must I listen? - Until you cough up, spill the jelly beans, sing like a t-bird, talk like a puppet.
- Like a puppet? What does that mean? - It means we know you were in on the robbery! - Illinois Lake Freight is behind it.
- Why don't you just tell us? 'Cause if you don't, I'll keep talking till you're pink.
- Pink? - Oh, yeah.
I'm gonna broil you, baby.
I'll give you the second degree.
If you don't believe me, ask them, I can talk forever.
- Even longer.
- So, beefbutt.
- All right, all right, all right, I'll talk! [panting.]
It's like you said.
We did the robbery for Wallace.
- What about the boat and the sailors? - We blew the reserve and put the gold onto a Hercules, flew north to a strip in Manitoba, flying low, underthe radar; we hit a squall and went into Superior, just off of Six Fathom Shoal.
- Yeah? Come on! We've been trying to bring it up, but it's not easy.
We had to make a mini Bermuda Triangle.
That's where Wallace got the idea forthe ghost ship.
Dress up like the Robert Mackenzie, he said, and scare everybody off.
- Thank you forthe uniform, sir.
- My pleasure, Constable.
- The sword is a unique addition.
- An essential modification for naval duty.
- Ha, completely unacceptable.
It's a violation to the uniform.
Using recruits to build a boat is one thing, but tampering with the uniform, I'm sorry, but I must put my foot down - Thank you.
That'll be enough.
- Piss off.
- Jack and Dewey moved in on Illinois Lake Freight.
Looks like you were right.
They're dumping massive quantities of toxic waste on consignment.
That's how they finance the Federal Reserve job.
- Thank you forthat expository information.
Has there been any word from the coast guard? - Still more than three hours away.
- All right, it's up to us then.
- Fraser, why is it always up to us? - How quickly do you think you can get us there, sir? - Full sails, good wind We have a full complement of cannons.
Our men have been doing gunnery drills for weeks.
We're in fighting trim.
Just give the word.
- Sir, as ranking officer - Set the sails! - Set the topsail.
- Aye-aye, sir.
Set the topsail! - Them as what dies will be the lucky ones.
- What are you talking about? - Wooden ships and iron men.
It's good to be back at sea again.
- You've never been at sea, Dad.
- Well, I've been contemplating a cruise.
The roll of the waves, the glare of the sun the exhilaration of the wind, dinner with the captain Polynesians.
Ah, it's romance, this is romance.
This has got the feel of romance about it, son.
- Heave! Ho! Heave! Ho! - Hey, Yank.
- What? - You got something of the sea about you.
- I used to work the Lake boats.
- I thought so.
You got a good spine, you know.
Illinois.
- Chicago.
- Fraser, I, um - Sir? - I'm glad you're alive.
put it down to effects of wind and sail, but let me tell you something.
I find you an incredibly aggressive young man.
- It's very odd.
It's high noon and the sun's setting.
- Ah, that's romance, son.
- Sir, we've got something big moving toward us.
But I can't pick up an engine.
- Uncoverthe gun.
Whatever it is, we'll blow it out of the water.
32 down On the Robert Mackenzie - Come on, I don't like this.
They got a big metal ship; we got this little wooden boat.
- We have the advantage of surprise.
- But they can see us coming.
- Well, Ray, imagine yourself at sea.
Suddenly you're set upon by the Royal Canadian Mounted Police, Chicago Police Department in a vessel that is a replica of the H.
M.
S.
Bounty.
Well, wouldn't you be surprised? - Depends if I could see you coming.
- The time is upon us.
Inspector - Give the word, Captain.
- Battle stations! 32 down On the Robert Mackenzie - Put your back into it, Lieutenant.
Seconds count when we're in combat.
[shouting orders.]
- The gun is ready, sir.
- Eight seconds.
Not bad, Turnbull.
- Thank you, sir.
- You know how to do this? - Standard training.
Run it out! Never know when a ceremonial cannon might need to be fired.
- Come on, come on.
- They're behind us, coming up hard.
- Ready the port guns! Trim the topsail! Steady on the helm, crewman! - Ready? Good luck.
- Full elevation.
- Elevate the gun.
- Port guns ready, sir.
- Fire when your guns bear.
- Fire on the peak of the roll, Lieutenant.
That way we'll get more height.
- Fire! Thirty-two men on a Great Lake boat Quit the pier at Thunder Bay 28,000 tonnes of coal On a cold November day 800 feet And 10 more long 80 feet across Steel mills there controlled Our destination through the frost At 2 a.
m.
on the second Waves were running up to 40 feet Winds were blowing To 60 miles our engines cranking heat - Have your small arms ready.
- Now! radar slipped beneath the waves And we were running blind Hear me call across the waves lfl don't come home tonight I will make it home some day Steel boats iron men 32 down On the Robert Mackenzie Steel boats iron men 32 down On the Robert Mackenzie Steel boats iron men 32 down On the Robert Mackenzie A captain name of Phillips Seeking shelter from the storm Turned us south at Bete Grise Bay By way of Keweenaw Point The winds were pushing at such a rate We ended up drifting north The boat broke over a knife of rock Six Fathom Shoal - Wallace is headed forthe cargo hold.
- Right behind you.
- Ready? - Go.
Men were caught In metal jaws And flames burned out of hell Stern kept running all her lights ablaze Not one man would be found Captain's last transmission read 32 men down - Ed! Ed Iron-Bottom Smithers.
You still breathing? - I'll slice the stinking slubs to gizzard, from stern to sternum.
I'll take them apart like I did that Moor - Hey, you've gained weight.
- You too.
Suits you.
- Yeah.
Steel boats iron men 32 down On the Robert Mackenzie Steel boats iron men 32 down On the Robert Mackenzie - Big boat.
32 down On the Robert Mackenzie - You should lower your weapon and surrender.
- Maybe I should just feed you to the fishes.
- Andy Calhoon, Oblique Stroke, Vic Hester, you're under arrest.
You have the right to - Am I missing something? - I have a partner, who should be showing up now.
- Hi.
- Thanks for coming, Ray.
- I was in the neighbourhood.
- Here's a gun.
- Why don't you carry it? - I don't have a permit.
- You can just carry it.
- Oh, right.
- Yeah, this is the one.
- Take your hands away from the device and stand up.
- It's me, uh, still lost.
You see, I've been drinking more and, uh, looking forthe commode.
- Ow! - You shoot a gun.
Who throws a gun? - Ray, I don't have a permit.
Aside from which, we're technically in United States waters.
Although, at the rate of drift, we should be entering Canadian waters in about 83 seconds.
Ready? - You're both very clever.
Unfortunately, it's all for nothing.
This hold is rigged with a dozen charges.
And I carry the detonator.
I push it, breach the hull, and you spend the rest of time at the bottom of the lake.
- You go down as well.
- Maybe, maybe not.
- I suppose you got some sort of, uh escape-pod kind of thing or something.
- You might say that.
You should've let this one go, Mountie.
Hell, I didn't make the stuff.
I'm just taking out some garbage for some lazy companies who are paying me good money.
If I wouldn't have done it, somebody else would've.
- You systematically polluted the Great Lakes foryour own profit.
You planned a gold robbery.
You murdered six men in the process.
And in a final act of viciousness, you're going to sink a toxin-laden ship, causing untold damage and destruction.
And forthat, you must face justice.
- I hate to tell you this, but justice and me are never gonna be great pals.
I hope you enjoy your stay at the bottom of the big lake they call Gitchegumee.
Me ha, ha I'm gonna be in the South Pacific.
- Possibly.
Right now, my friend, you're in the Dominion of Canada.
Bring up the net.
This vessel sits above the wreck of the Robert Mackenzie.
Brave men lie below us in these waters.
Men whose names and reputations you used.
This is their graveyard.
You didn't think they'd let you get away with it, did you? - Feels good to have a wooden deck beneath my feet again.
Reminds me of the time I circumnavigated the globe with only the stars to guide me.
- And a bottle of rum.
- Oh, yeah, of course, a bottle of rum.
Always the rum.
- Maybe we should take a swing around the lake before we go back.
Shell something on the American side.
- I'll break your jaw.
- I'll break yours first.
- I always lacked discipline.
How about you? Do you lack discipline? - Fraser.
- Sir.
- Your 10989-B report.
- Yes, sir, as soon as we reach port, I'll be able to - I don't think we should worry about it.
- We don't need to worry about my 10989-B report, sir? - Just this once.
- Thank you, sir.
- So transfer you thought about it? - Well, it would be the logical career move.
- I know.
- That's what I think.
That's what my instinct tells me.
- Buck Frobisher and I stood across from each other on the banks of that river, and we knew, without even speaking, we knew we'd come to the same conclusion.
Sometimes you just have to make a leap, son.
Sometimes you just have to leap.
- Thank you.
- For what? - Well I realize that logic doesn't always work.
- I know.
And I realize that going on instinct doesn't always work either.
- No.
No, so - You gonna take the transfer? - I don't think so.
You? - Me? No.
- All right.
So, we're we're still, uh - I think.
- Okay.
- Good.
- Right you are.
High winds in northern sky Will carry you away You know you have to leave here You wish that you could stay There's four directions on this map But you're only going one way Due South That's the way I'm going Due South Saddle up my travelling shoes I'm bound to walk away these blues Due South DVD subtitling by CNST, Montreal
- Would you just listen to me? I swearto God, I'll punch you in the face.
- What does that mean? I'll punch you in the face.
Why don't you listen? [Welsh.]
: This came in today.
- Transfer.
- I can get my own life? My own name? - One more case, and then we're done.
- It would seem to be a map.
- Of course it's a map.
He's a pirate.
- Bad things stirring the waters.
Ghost ship, crew long dead.
[Ray.]
: I think you might have a killer on board.
- My crew? - In your crew, sir.
- Ghost ship dead ahead, Benton.
- Stay your course.
There's nothing they can do.
- Abandon ship.
- This was part of the big shipment that got stolen from the Chicago Federal Reserve Bank last year.
- We have an excellent lead.
All we need to do is find the robbers, and we'll find Constable Fraser.
- This is why we're getting stale, Fraser.
Communication: We're not doing it.
- This was a big heist, gentlemen.
Which means there was a big team.
Let's pound the docks with pictures of this Wailing Yankee crew shake everything down, maybe we'll come up with a couple more dead guys.
- Sir, what if we shake out some gold while we're at it? - Yeah, there was I mean, there was a lot of gold.
- You find gold before you find Vecchio and Fraser, I'm gonna load it into your pants and drop you into the lake.
Keep your eye on the prize, gentlemen.
We got officers out there.
They might need a lifeline.
- I paid 300 bucks, 300 bucks forthis stupid thing, and it doesn't even work.
- Well, you know, generally speaking, water and electronics are not a good mix.
- Generally speaking.
- Yeah.
Oh, well, look at that.
- That's a fish.
- Yeah.
It's an encouraging sign.
- That's not a sign, Fraser.
That's a fish.
- That's a trout, to be exact, which is a sign that the quality of the Great Lakes is actually returning.
- Look, why are you arguing with me, Fraser? It's not a sign.
It's a fish.
That means that the boat's sinking and we're dying.
- Well, yes, it's a sign of that also.
- Ow! Fraser, I got a signal! [telephone ringing.]
- Detective Division.
It's them! It's them! - Get 'em on speaker! - Where are you guys? [Ray.]
: Sink somewhere.
- What sink? - A kitchen sink perhaps.
- Where is your sink? - Sink sink We're sinking.
- Give them the coordinates, Ray.
I think we're roughly - 47 degrees latitude.
- 85 degrees longi [Ray.]
: 85 longi [static.]
- Write that down.
- 47 85 - Uh, 5, 8, 7, 4.
Got it.
- 4, 7, 8, 5.
Dyslexia.
- Ray! - Captain! Cap The battery's dead.
- A licence plate? - Phone number, part of a phone number.
- There's a 478 exchange in Chicago.
- That's it.
A reverse directory.
Get somebody on it right away.
Dial every number with that prefix.
- It's kind of a long shot.
- Yeah, there could be thousands of numbers.
Who's gonna take on a job as revolting and tedious as that? - You don't happen to have a screwdriver, do you, Ray? - No, not on me, Fraser.
- Oh, that's too bad.
- Yeah, well, I left my garage in my other pants.
- All right, mental note: equip myself with a portable waterproof all-purpose tool kit.
Ray.
Ray.
Ray! - It's as dark as sin in here.
Your matches still work? - They're waterproof.
It's standard issue for every Mountie.
- They don't last very long.
Come on, light another one.
- I think we should save the others for an emergency.
- And this is what, a recreational swim? - Any situation can deteriorate Ray! Oh, dear.
- What? - I think we're trapped.
- Anything? - Next pier.
- Hey, what if you ran into a pile of gold? What would you do with it? - Well, that's a snap.
I'd get a storefront.
Strip mall somewhere, open a comedy club.
I'd call it the Ad-Lib orthe One-Liner.
- A strip mall? - It's not big time, but you get a steady flow of business.
- Yeah? Okay, do one.
- What? - Do a one-liner.
- You boys looking for a date? Tommy, how's it going? - Ah, pretty good.
Hey, listen, you want to do me a favour? Just look at these photographs for us.
Just take yourtime.
- You know her? - Well, high school.
She's grown up.
- All right, we have to go this way.
- Come on, Fraser, hang on a second.
- Well, it's metres actually.
- Metres, yards, you think my lungs know the difference? - It's our only option.
- That's an option? - Well, no.
- No? What kind of logic is that? - It's logic of a kind.
- How? - Well, it's sort of like a strange loop, like Godel's Theorem.
- Who's Godel? Who the hell's Godel? - Godel was a German mathematician.
He found this theorem that loosely translated means, um, everything I say is a lie.
- So everything he said was a lie.
- Right, except that what he just said was the truth.
- So everything he said was a lie and the truth at the same time.
- Exactly, you see, it loops back in on itself.
- I see.
This I get.
This is blood I can go with this.
- Right, well, it's also a function of logic.
- Logic, see? There you go again.
You always take it one step further, one step overthe line! - Why are you yelling at me? - I'm not yelling! - You are yelling at me! - I can't I can't swim.
- Right right.
Well, then a quick lesson is probably what's called for right now, okay? Coat off.
I want you to try to think about Think of yourself as a flower that opens by day and then it closes down at night.
So think, bloom, close, bloom, close.
- What do I do with my feet? - Kick.
Kick as though you were interviewing a suspect.
You ready? Big breath.
- What was that, Fraser? - What was what? - That thing you were doing with your mouth.
- Oh, that's buddy breathing.
You seemed to be in a bit of a well, having a problem.
I have excess lung capacity, so - Buddy breathing.
- Yeah, standard procedure.
- Good, okay, all right.
Nothing's, like, changed or anything, right? - No.
- Okay, thanks.
- You're thanking me? - Don't get too excited, Fraser.
The jury's still out on this partnership thing, okay? - Oh, well, don't worry, Mr.
Instinct, I'm not excited.
- Ah! - Yikes.
- So what would you do if you came across a pile of gold? - Me? I'd get one of those drum machines, plug it in.
They got the whole kit on them.
You know, bass, snare, cymbals.
And you can program patterns and stuff, you know, rhythm patterns.
- Really? - Oh, yeah, it's very cool.
- Sort of like a travelling DJ, sort of.
- Yeah, sort of.
- Cool.
Yep.
Take it real easy, buddy.
That's it.
- Fire extinguishers? - You bet, Ray.
Should make an excellent propellant.
- Fraser, you done this kind of thing before? - No, not precisely, although there was one occasion when I was underneath a drilling platform in a fjord just south of Clyde River.
- Come on, Fraser, just tell me the truth.
Just say, "I'm gonna endanger your life, Ray, my friend, I'm gonna endanger your life in a wildly bizarre way.
" - All right.
Ray, my friend, I'm going to endangeryour life in a wildly bizarre way.
Step back, follow me.
32 down On the Robert Mackenzie - Ahhh, Fraser, this hurts my head! - You just gotta get streamlined, Ray! - How do you streamline your head? - Practice.
- How do you practice stuff like that? - Holy moly, look at that! It's a golden eagle.
- Fraser, we're slowing down.
- Yeah, that'd be gravity.
- Ah, and now? - Now we're falling.
Big breath.
Three two [both.]
: Ahhh! Well, that was exciting, wasn't it? - Real exciting, Fraser.
I can't swim! - What do you call what you're doing right now? - I'm praying in water.
- All right.
It looks as though your prayers might have been answered.
Look.
We found the criminals.
Okay, come on.
Bloom, close, kick 'em in the head.
Bloom, close, kick 'em in the head.
Bloom, close, kick 'em in the head.
- All right, what do we know about this guy? - John Thomas, a.
k.
a.
Tommy John, a.
k.
a.
Jimmy Toms, done time for armed robbery and assault.
- He was a weapons expert, sir, with the 82nd Airborne specialty in explosives and tunnels.
- Perfect forthe federal reserve job.
- All right, go check his apartment out.
- I'm not waiting for a lawyer.
Pretend we know everything and grill the snot out of him.
- Yeah, let's kick some - Uh, Francesca, you're not official.
- Well, neither is she.
- I mean, come on, you can't grill me with two chicks, foxes though they might be.
I got rights.
- We got two missing cops.
You got no rights, pal.
- Hey, you didn't even Miranda me.
- We're no looking for a conviction We just want some information.
- We are not playing games, Ashtray.
- Ashtray? - We're here to get some information.
And we're going to get that information.
- Get out of my face.
- You know, you you don't seem to understand that there are people out there that we care about, Hair Bottle.
- Hair Bottle? - We won't let a melon like you get in our way.
- Melon? - You know what she means.
- No, I don't.
"Melon, Ashtray, Hair Bottle.
" What kind of talk is this? Is this some kind of code? - What the hell's that guy wearing on his head? - I think it's his ghost disguise.
- What do you got? - We found a pay stub under his mattress.
- The Illinois Lake Freight Company.
- He's worked forthem a year and a half after he went down on their ship.
- Take a lesson.
That's dedication.
Gilbert Wallace, C.
E.
O.
, president and chief bottle washer, Illinois Lake Freight.
I want to know everything about Mr.
Wallace and his company.
Everything.
- You got it, Lieutenant.
- You know what? I think we should work together.
- We do work together.
- No, I mean on the other stuff.
Like, say, you get your drum machine; I get my One-Liner.
I do the zinger, you do the rim shot.
- So we'll go - My wife is so - Ba-dum, psh! Like that? - You have to wait forthe joke to finish.
- Yeah, we got them all under control.
- You want to grab me one of those pin locks? - Yeah, it's coming up.
- Take it away.
- We better get going.
If they sent a distress signal, the coastguard'll be moving in soon.
No, we got a couple hours at least.
Canadian budget cuts.
- Some kind of salvage operation.
- Okay.
They're not gonna go quiet.
- But they'll go.
This time, they'll go down with the ship.
What about the cops? - Lying on the bottom.
- What are they saying? - They're out of my range.
We'll have to try to get closer.
- Why? Why are we even on this tub in the first place? There we were having a leisurely swim, doing the bloom, close, bloom - I think we can divert him if I, on the count of three Or, well, yeah, do it your way.
- What are you doing? - Checking the cargo.
- It's oil.
What, you found something you can't eat? - It's oil laced with PCBs.
It's probably from discarded transformers.
- You can taste all that? - Well, naturally I try to keep informed on threats to the environment.
- Oh, naturally.
- Come on.
- All right, we got a gold robbery.
Then we have a freight company.
We got a real dead guy, map carved on chest, could be pirate, down in the basement.
We got a crew made up of the undead.
Now can you tell me how this stuff possibly fits together? - Let's start with the pirate.
- Patch, hook, he's got everything.
- I see your progress leaves something to be desired, Constable.
- Well, with only four numbers, sir, yes - Constable, four numbers are more than sufficient to locate Four numbers? - Fourtiny little ordinals.
- You said he had a map? - Yeah, carved right on his chest.
- It's not a phone number.
It's coordinates! Map coordinates! He's giving us map coordinates! We need a map! - Somebody get me a map! - 4-7-8-5, that's Lake Superior! Get a map of the lake! - Do you have to do that? - Very high arsenic content.
- Fraser, spit it out.
- Well, no, you know, a little bit of arsenic can't hurt you, Ray.
I think this entire ship is a floating toxic dump.
- This is all about garbage? - Well, the illegal disposal of toxic waste is a lucrative criminal activity.
- Does this look like garbage to you, Fraser? - That looks like gold.
- If it would make things easierforyou, I could slice the map right off his chest.
- That might help.
[moaning.]
- Is he all right? - With Turnbull, one can nevertell.
Wait! Here.
Here it is.
- And the map coordinates? - There.
Almost the same place that's near Sam Thorn's detachment headquarters.
We can secure resources there.
- The open waters are calling me back.
- You were a sailor? - My uncle worked the Lake boats.
The sea is my genetic destiny.
Shape up.
We're shipping out.
Ho ya ho Ho ya ho - Hey, what's going on? - Cops got John Thomas.
- Can we get to him? - Dumb play.
- It'd be fun to shoot him.
- Forget him.
Here's the drill: get the gold off, set charges in the cargo, blow the hold and leave.
When the cops figure it out, we'll be just another shipwreck.
- That's gonna take some time.
- You better get a move on.
- Okay.
- Diabolical.
They're gonna combine the poisons with linked explosives.
The combination of arsenic, oil and PCBs well, it could lead to an ecological disaster of unimaginable proportions.
You see, Ray, this vessel lies up-current of Six Fathom Shoal.
The toxics spilled here would contaminate Saint Mary's River, which is one of the most fertile spawning grounds in the entire Great Lakes.
And that, in turn, could set off a chain reaction that could lead to well, it could lead to the destruction of life in the entire Great Lakes Ray.
Ray.
What are you doing? - The gold.
- The gold is secondary.
Follow me.
Ray.
- All right, let's get it done.
Pallets one, three and six, top deck.
Let's go.
Let me know as soon as the transfer vessel gets here.
- Yeah, under control.
- Henderson! Thompson! Falling asleep on me back there, huh? Keep at it.
- We got two naked seamen here! - Roger, two naked seamen.
- Find these guys! - Fraser, come on.
- We got two bogeys! The submersible! Ahhh! - I thought Turnbull was supposed to be cutting this path.
Knowing Turnbull, he's either taken a circuitous route, or gotten himself entangled with some bears.
- Bears? There are bears in these woods? - Fairly crawling with them, I would imagine.
- Great.
Bears.
Inspector what are they doing? - Hiding.
- But I can see them.
- New recruits.
Although it seems they have captured Turnbull.
Must be some kind of drill, I'd imagine.
[yelling.]
- Identify yourselves! - Inspector Meg Thatcher, Royal Canadian Mounted Police, sir! - Meg? My God.
I haven't seen you since well since the incident.
What brings you to this neck of the woods? - We have two officers in trouble.
- Say no more! Follow me! Recruits, to heel.
- You're hogging all the room, Fraser.
Can you move your leg? - No, I can't move my leg.
- Why? - It's asleep.
- Oh.
You got any idea where we are? - Yes, you're right behind me, and I'm right in front of you.
- I mean, in the water.
- Oh.
- Well, we should be coming across Six Fathom Shoal, at which point I'll be able to navigate by dead reckoning.
Well, that is provided I've calculated correctly.
- And if you haven't? - Oh, then we'll be hopelessly lost.
- See, this is what I love about you, Fraser.
That real positive, everything's- gonna-work-out-fine kind of attitude.
It really butters my muffin, eh? - Thank you, Ray.
- Oh, he's right, you know, son.
You're too logical and dispassionate.
It's too hard on him.
You can't force your standards on other people.
Come on, now.
- What are you looking at? - You.
- Come on, keep your eyes on the road, just Looking at me.
What - You call these resources? - Well, there have been a few budget cuts lately.
Still, Sergeant Thorn is an excellent man well, woman.
- If she's so excellent, what's she doing out here in the boonies? - Well, she has a few, uh, idiosyncrasies.
Her official performance review designation was BTC.
- BTC? - Big-time crazy.
She had a long-standing dispute with headquarters regarding the future of the force.
Her position was that we should revamp and develop ourselves into a fully-fledged naval power.
- Naval power? - And why not? What's the point of having a strong federal force without a strong naval power? - We don't need to get into that right now, Sergeant.
- You know what's overthere? - No.
- The United States of America.
That's a foreign power, a big one.
- We have a special relationship with the United States, Sergeant.
- Oh, sure.
England and Spain get along now, but don't forget about the Spanish armada.
Think about it.
If Nelson hadn't been ready, we'd all be speaking Spanish, and I have no love for romance languages.
You an American? - Lieutenant Welsh is working with me.
- I'll keep that in mind.
Meanwhile, I've been assessing your situation.
And what I think you need is a boat.
- Exactly.
You have one? - I think I might have something that fits the bill.
- Demented.
- Fraser, are we up the creek without a paddle here? Are we lost? - No, we're not, we're not - Just admit it, Fraser, we're lost.
- No, we're not lost.
- Admit it! - All right, we're lost! - Okay, thank you.
Go that way.
- Why? - I got a feeling.
It's it's a hunch, it's a feeling.
Go that way.
- Yeah, but there's absolutely no reason why l - Look, Fraser, just this once, just this once.
I trust you every single time.
Every single time I got to trust you.
Just once, trust me.
That way.
- Do it, son.
- And but if we - No ifs, ands or buts, just - Buck Frobisher and I didn't speak forthree years.
There we were, face to face, across the raging waters of the Nahanni River, criminals bearing down on us.
He had a rope, I had a grappling hook.
The only route to safety was to meet in the middle.
You got to trust your partner, son, otherwise nothing will go right.
- That way? - Yeah, that way.
- All right.
- Attention! Suck in that gut, cadet! Shoulders back, head up! Don't look at me.
What are you looking at? Don't look at me! You call this shipshape? I've seen tighter sheets in a whorehouse.
No slacking off.
Look around you.
Attention! The man beside you may not be coming back.
We're going to see some real action today.
Men will bleed.
We're going to see some real steaming guts before this day is over.
This may be your only chance to die foryour country or at least be maimed or dismembered.
Don't blow it! - Anything? - Nothing, captain.
- Nothing on the port bow, sir.
- Anything? - All clear here! - What is it? - I think it's a vessel, but I don't think it's a freighter.
Judging from its shape, its displacement, I think it's Oh, my God.
I don't believe this, Ray.
Prepare to surface.
- Captain, unidentified submersible, off the port bow! - Ahoy, bounty! - It's Fraser! - All right! - How much longer must I listen? - Until you cough up, spill the jelly beans, sing like a t-bird, talk like a puppet.
- Like a puppet? What does that mean? - It means we know you were in on the robbery! - Illinois Lake Freight is behind it.
- Why don't you just tell us? 'Cause if you don't, I'll keep talking till you're pink.
- Pink? - Oh, yeah.
I'm gonna broil you, baby.
I'll give you the second degree.
If you don't believe me, ask them, I can talk forever.
- Even longer.
- So, beefbutt.
- All right, all right, all right, I'll talk! [panting.]
It's like you said.
We did the robbery for Wallace.
- What about the boat and the sailors? - We blew the reserve and put the gold onto a Hercules, flew north to a strip in Manitoba, flying low, underthe radar; we hit a squall and went into Superior, just off of Six Fathom Shoal.
- Yeah? Come on! We've been trying to bring it up, but it's not easy.
We had to make a mini Bermuda Triangle.
That's where Wallace got the idea forthe ghost ship.
Dress up like the Robert Mackenzie, he said, and scare everybody off.
- Thank you forthe uniform, sir.
- My pleasure, Constable.
- The sword is a unique addition.
- An essential modification for naval duty.
- Ha, completely unacceptable.
It's a violation to the uniform.
Using recruits to build a boat is one thing, but tampering with the uniform, I'm sorry, but I must put my foot down - Thank you.
That'll be enough.
- Piss off.
- Jack and Dewey moved in on Illinois Lake Freight.
Looks like you were right.
They're dumping massive quantities of toxic waste on consignment.
That's how they finance the Federal Reserve job.
- Thank you forthat expository information.
Has there been any word from the coast guard? - Still more than three hours away.
- All right, it's up to us then.
- Fraser, why is it always up to us? - How quickly do you think you can get us there, sir? - Full sails, good wind We have a full complement of cannons.
Our men have been doing gunnery drills for weeks.
We're in fighting trim.
Just give the word.
- Sir, as ranking officer - Set the sails! - Set the topsail.
- Aye-aye, sir.
Set the topsail! - Them as what dies will be the lucky ones.
- What are you talking about? - Wooden ships and iron men.
It's good to be back at sea again.
- You've never been at sea, Dad.
- Well, I've been contemplating a cruise.
The roll of the waves, the glare of the sun the exhilaration of the wind, dinner with the captain Polynesians.
Ah, it's romance, this is romance.
This has got the feel of romance about it, son.
- Heave! Ho! Heave! Ho! - Hey, Yank.
- What? - You got something of the sea about you.
- I used to work the Lake boats.
- I thought so.
You got a good spine, you know.
Illinois.
- Chicago.
- Fraser, I, um - Sir? - I'm glad you're alive.
put it down to effects of wind and sail, but let me tell you something.
I find you an incredibly aggressive young man.
- It's very odd.
It's high noon and the sun's setting.
- Ah, that's romance, son.
- Sir, we've got something big moving toward us.
But I can't pick up an engine.
- Uncoverthe gun.
Whatever it is, we'll blow it out of the water.
32 down On the Robert Mackenzie - Come on, I don't like this.
They got a big metal ship; we got this little wooden boat.
- We have the advantage of surprise.
- But they can see us coming.
- Well, Ray, imagine yourself at sea.
Suddenly you're set upon by the Royal Canadian Mounted Police, Chicago Police Department in a vessel that is a replica of the H.
M.
S.
Bounty.
Well, wouldn't you be surprised? - Depends if I could see you coming.
- The time is upon us.
Inspector - Give the word, Captain.
- Battle stations! 32 down On the Robert Mackenzie - Put your back into it, Lieutenant.
Seconds count when we're in combat.
[shouting orders.]
- The gun is ready, sir.
- Eight seconds.
Not bad, Turnbull.
- Thank you, sir.
- You know how to do this? - Standard training.
Run it out! Never know when a ceremonial cannon might need to be fired.
- Come on, come on.
- They're behind us, coming up hard.
- Ready the port guns! Trim the topsail! Steady on the helm, crewman! - Ready? Good luck.
- Full elevation.
- Elevate the gun.
- Port guns ready, sir.
- Fire when your guns bear.
- Fire on the peak of the roll, Lieutenant.
That way we'll get more height.
- Fire! Thirty-two men on a Great Lake boat Quit the pier at Thunder Bay 28,000 tonnes of coal On a cold November day 800 feet And 10 more long 80 feet across Steel mills there controlled Our destination through the frost At 2 a.
m.
on the second Waves were running up to 40 feet Winds were blowing To 60 miles our engines cranking heat - Have your small arms ready.
- Now! radar slipped beneath the waves And we were running blind Hear me call across the waves lfl don't come home tonight I will make it home some day Steel boats iron men 32 down On the Robert Mackenzie Steel boats iron men 32 down On the Robert Mackenzie Steel boats iron men 32 down On the Robert Mackenzie A captain name of Phillips Seeking shelter from the storm Turned us south at Bete Grise Bay By way of Keweenaw Point The winds were pushing at such a rate We ended up drifting north The boat broke over a knife of rock Six Fathom Shoal - Wallace is headed forthe cargo hold.
- Right behind you.
- Ready? - Go.
Men were caught In metal jaws And flames burned out of hell Stern kept running all her lights ablaze Not one man would be found Captain's last transmission read 32 men down - Ed! Ed Iron-Bottom Smithers.
You still breathing? - I'll slice the stinking slubs to gizzard, from stern to sternum.
I'll take them apart like I did that Moor - Hey, you've gained weight.
- You too.
Suits you.
- Yeah.
Steel boats iron men 32 down On the Robert Mackenzie Steel boats iron men 32 down On the Robert Mackenzie - Big boat.
32 down On the Robert Mackenzie - You should lower your weapon and surrender.
- Maybe I should just feed you to the fishes.
- Andy Calhoon, Oblique Stroke, Vic Hester, you're under arrest.
You have the right to - Am I missing something? - I have a partner, who should be showing up now.
- Hi.
- Thanks for coming, Ray.
- I was in the neighbourhood.
- Here's a gun.
- Why don't you carry it? - I don't have a permit.
- You can just carry it.
- Oh, right.
- Yeah, this is the one.
- Take your hands away from the device and stand up.
- It's me, uh, still lost.
You see, I've been drinking more and, uh, looking forthe commode.
- Ow! - You shoot a gun.
Who throws a gun? - Ray, I don't have a permit.
Aside from which, we're technically in United States waters.
Although, at the rate of drift, we should be entering Canadian waters in about 83 seconds.
Ready? - You're both very clever.
Unfortunately, it's all for nothing.
This hold is rigged with a dozen charges.
And I carry the detonator.
I push it, breach the hull, and you spend the rest of time at the bottom of the lake.
- You go down as well.
- Maybe, maybe not.
- I suppose you got some sort of, uh escape-pod kind of thing or something.
- You might say that.
You should've let this one go, Mountie.
Hell, I didn't make the stuff.
I'm just taking out some garbage for some lazy companies who are paying me good money.
If I wouldn't have done it, somebody else would've.
- You systematically polluted the Great Lakes foryour own profit.
You planned a gold robbery.
You murdered six men in the process.
And in a final act of viciousness, you're going to sink a toxin-laden ship, causing untold damage and destruction.
And forthat, you must face justice.
- I hate to tell you this, but justice and me are never gonna be great pals.
I hope you enjoy your stay at the bottom of the big lake they call Gitchegumee.
Me ha, ha I'm gonna be in the South Pacific.
- Possibly.
Right now, my friend, you're in the Dominion of Canada.
Bring up the net.
This vessel sits above the wreck of the Robert Mackenzie.
Brave men lie below us in these waters.
Men whose names and reputations you used.
This is their graveyard.
You didn't think they'd let you get away with it, did you? - Feels good to have a wooden deck beneath my feet again.
Reminds me of the time I circumnavigated the globe with only the stars to guide me.
- And a bottle of rum.
- Oh, yeah, of course, a bottle of rum.
Always the rum.
- Maybe we should take a swing around the lake before we go back.
Shell something on the American side.
- I'll break your jaw.
- I'll break yours first.
- I always lacked discipline.
How about you? Do you lack discipline? - Fraser.
- Sir.
- Your 10989-B report.
- Yes, sir, as soon as we reach port, I'll be able to - I don't think we should worry about it.
- We don't need to worry about my 10989-B report, sir? - Just this once.
- Thank you, sir.
- So transfer you thought about it? - Well, it would be the logical career move.
- I know.
- That's what I think.
That's what my instinct tells me.
- Buck Frobisher and I stood across from each other on the banks of that river, and we knew, without even speaking, we knew we'd come to the same conclusion.
Sometimes you just have to make a leap, son.
Sometimes you just have to leap.
- Thank you.
- For what? - Well I realize that logic doesn't always work.
- I know.
And I realize that going on instinct doesn't always work either.
- No.
No, so - You gonna take the transfer? - I don't think so.
You? - Me? No.
- All right.
So, we're we're still, uh - I think.
- Okay.
- Good.
- Right you are.
High winds in northern sky Will carry you away You know you have to leave here You wish that you could stay There's four directions on this map But you're only going one way Due South That's the way I'm going Due South Saddle up my travelling shoes I'm bound to walk away these blues Due South DVD subtitling by CNST, Montreal