04x09 - Detect, Deceive, Destroy

[bunniefuu]

[RUSTLING, SLITHERING]

♪

[RATTLING]

♪

[CRICKETS RATTLING]

[LATCHES CLOSE]

[CANISTER CAP CLINKS]

[SIGHS]

[EXHALES]

We're ready, boyo.

From Malta to the farms
of France, Russia, Iowa.

Our own backyard.

Our great gift to the world.

I'm proud of you, Dad.

♪

[INHALES AND EXHALES DEEPLY]

♪

The last transmission to the
prison island puts them here...

nautical miles south of Malta.

That means only miles of
search area, thanks to Fletcher.

Safe to say Vellek's still
traveling with the two warships

that pursued us into the storm.

Agreed. No way they'd leave
the flagship unprotected,

especially with the seeds on board.

♪

They had a team on Kleos
just a few hours ago.

That means Nathan James
is somewhere in this area.

And if they intercepted our last broadcast,

then they have a pretty
good idea of where we are.

Question is, do they
know where we're headed?

Giorgio, think.

Do you remember if you
told Fletcher about Malta?

I don't know.

How much did you talk to this man?

Enough to figure him out.

And there's no way to know
whether the Nathan James

actually heard whatever message
Fletcher was trying to send

before we caught him.

To state the obvious, this could be a trap.

Fletcher risked his life to make that call.

But it's also possible they set him up,

let him get the message
out to lure us to Malta.

The intel he provided adds up.

Vellek's gonna need an
airfield to deliver his poison.

Malta's got the closest one.

Either way, best we operate

on the assumption they know we're coming

and they're ready for us.

If they think we're headed
to Malta... [TAPS MAP]

chances are, they will, too.

Which makes them easy to find.

And three on one, we're unbeatable,

even against an Arleigh Burke.

We'll close from the south
and then take them by surprise.

No. My father wanted those
seeds in Malta yesterday.

We maintain course.

Lucia, please. We have to do this my way.

"Unbeatable," you said. "Three on one."

Here, there... What
difference does it make?

You'll do as my sister ordered
and continue on to Malta.

You Velleks,

always looking for a battle
with no idea how to fight one.

Let me remind you, Stavros,

that it was my father
who put you in charge.

And you can easily be replaced.

Greece doesn't eat until
the Velleks are happy.

♪

I have an idea.

Look at that. He has an idea.

♪

Let's talk options.

I suggest we do a high-speed run to Malta

and tuck into the bay.

When the Greeks make port,
we launch a small boat att*ck,

determine which ship is carrying the seeds

and sink the other two.

There are fishing grounds in this area here

that still see a lot of boat traffic.

At EMCON, it shouldn't be hard to blend in,

- get to Malta undetected.
- We'll never b*at them to Malta.

And if we did, we don't
know what kind of assets

they have on the ground backing them up.

We need to take 'em out at sea.

A direct confrontation with three warships?

- We wouldn't survive that battle.
- So we split 'em up,

- take 'em out one at a time.
- Yeah, we feint.

Let 'em know where we
are, then we disappear.

When they send in a ship to
investigate, we take it out.

Three on one becomes two on one.

While the Nathan James
engages the other screening ship,

Vulture team boards the flag ship,

retrieves the package.

So that's the plan then.

We'll need eyes on those ships.
I'll get the helo in the air.

♪

[DOOR CLOSES]

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♪

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[SPEAKS GREEK] _

[SPEAKS GREEK] _

[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS]

[SPEAKING GREEK] _

[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS]

[SPEAKING GREEK] _


♪

This plan is ridiculous.

This is not action. This is delay.

This is cowardice.

I need to get to Malta now. Now! Today!

I worked it through with
Stavros, and tactically,

this is our best course of action.

We are just trying to
make it safe for you, Dad.

Safe for me? You need to
keep me safe, Giorgio?

Now? After all you've done to obstruct

the salvation of the world, now it's time

for you to think about the safety of Daddy?

Who are you?! Why are you speaking to me?!

Dad!

Dad, look...

[SIGHS]

You know how much I want
this for the both of us.

We're so close to getting what
you and I have been looking for

since we lost Christos.

This plan is the only way we
can finish what we started.

But I need you to trust me.

♪

knots. No faster. Okay?

And, Dad?

Promise me you'll stay radio silent.

Yes, yes. Fine.

♪

Giorgio, wait.

Giorgio...

[SIGHS]

Rarely are sons similar to their fathers.

Most are worse.

This is your last chance.

Don't muck it up.

♪

♪

[GRUNTS]

Another day, another mission.

Same day, another mission.

Hey, saving the world's a full-time job.

As soon as we isolate the seed ship,

Vulture team is ready to move.

Packing some serious firepower.

LAMS are the safest
way to cr*pple that ship

without sinking it,
and we need those seeds.

Sasha, if Fletcher's alive,

he's with Vellek.

You'll have your chance
to get some answers.

RODNEY: Air crew, listen up.

Get those hellfires secured, Razor.

It's time to start the
motors and spin the rotors.

Roger that.

- Wish me luck.
- You don't need it.

Hey, Nolan.

You know, if you're still
looking for a call sign,

I got one for you...

- Cupid.
- [PATS BEHIND]

'Cause you sh*t your
arrow... [CLICKS TONGUE]

right through Diaz's heart.

[LAUGHTER]

♪

[SWITCH CLICKS]

I can't just sit here anymore.
My responsibilities, the crew...

The crew can manage. Get
some air, play some cards.

And if you want to, you can move a little,

- but you are not going back on duty.
- Doc...

You have a punctured lung, Master Chief.

The risk of infection is too great.

[GRUNTS]

When can I go back to work?

Time will tell.

[SIGHS]

_

[MEN SHOUTING IN GREEK]

[SPEAKING GREEK] _

[CONTINUES IN GREEK] _

[SPEAKING GREEK] _

[SWITCHES CLICKING]

_

[MAN SPEAKING GREEK]

Picking up something. Bearing - - .

- Sounds like prop noise.
- Warship?

WRIGHT: Hard to tell from
this distance, sir. Loud.

Could be multiple.

- Heading north.
- Toward Malta.

It's Vellek. Has to be.

We're a long way out to
be picking up prop noise

from a strike group that
should be staying quiet.

Could be from damage they incurred

when they chased us into the storm.

Still... awfully loud.

Do you think it's a ploy to draw us out?

I do.

I think that's giving them too much credit.

We'll know more when we
get eyes on those ships.

Captain Meylan, notify the bridge

- and get Sunshine that bearing.
- Roger that.

Sooner or later, we gotta play our hand.

Now's as good a time as any.

♪

♪

[CLICK]

What?

Look at you, running a warship.

- Oh.
- Three warships.

Believe me, it wasn't my plan.

It's really incredible.

Not too long ago, all you cared about

was being the first one to
drive Jon Lambdin's tractor.

[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS]

It was a nice tractor.

[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS CONTINUE]

♪

Mother, this is Sunshine
transmitting via Hawklink.

- Do you read?
- Loud and clear, Sunshine.

Confirming secure
point-to-point transmission.

Limit all further communication to Hawklink

in order to maintain EMCON condition Alpha.

We copy, Mother.

Razor, confirm all
active radar systems off.

Roger, Sunshine. Our nose is cold.

Eyes peeled, Nolan.

You see anything more
than the top of a mast,

- we're too close.
- Yes, sir.

Passive radar feed coming in from the helo.

System is triangulating now.

Waters are busy today. Can we get I.D.s?

Fishermen.

I've worked these waters.

Hell of a lot of trouble for one damn ship.

This plan of your sister's...

Jesus, we can get out and... and swim

faster than this, Christos.

Christos?

Christos!

[CUP CLANKS]

[CUP CLANKS]

Ohh. Oh, God...

♪

Multiple masts! o'clock!

sh*t hot, kid.

Nathan James,

we got a possible target.

Moving in for visual confirmation.

We copy, Sunshine. Standing by.

Nolan, we're gonna pop
up. Call it as you see it.

Roger that.

♪

Three warships, g*ns pointed outward.

Starboard ship has a big wake.

Port ship... no wake at all.

Center ship, approximately knots.

Dropping down.

Based on the wake of those
ships, they're doing this...

patrolling their quadrants,
protecting the middle ship.

Classic NATO formation

when traveling with a high value asset.

The seeds...

- are on that middle ship.
- Checks out.

We need to move forward as planned.

Call back our helo, light up the radar,

and draw that first ship out.

I still think it's a setup.

It's too perfect, exactly what we'd expect.

So the fact that nothing's
suspicious, makes it suspicious?

They made a lot of noise to draw us here.

I'm going with my gut, Mike.

We light up, it won't be
one ship coming after us,

it'll be all three.

[SIGHS] You're suggesting they'll engage us

with the seeds on one of those ship?

I'm suggesting the seeds
aren't on any of those ships.

How do we prove it?

- Kennedy maneuver.
- Kennedy maneuver.

- As in John F?
- As in Chris Kennedy, call sign Talent.

Warfare Tactics Instructor.

- I remember her.
- Heard she was still alive.

- She survived? No way.
- Yeah, on a sub.

- That's great.
- You guys wanna...

tell me about her maneuver?

♪

Copy that, Mother.

Razor, light up the radar.

Lighting her up.

- [BEEP]
- Nose is hot.

Hellfire safety is up
and primed for launch.

RODNEY: Hold on to your ponytail, Nolan.

♪

[BEEP]

[SPEAKING GREEK] _

[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS]

[SPEAKING GREEK] _

They found us. It's working.

Helo's been spotted.

Greek ships just activated tactical radar.

Sunshine, ready a hellfire,

aim degrees off the port
bow of the center ship.

Roger, Mother. We're going in fangs out.

[BEEP, BLADES WHIRRING LOUDLY]

f*ring.

♪

[SHOUTING IN GREEK] _

[SHOUTING IN GREEK] _

[SHOUTING IN GREEK] _

♪

[SHOUTING IN GREEK] _

Break! Break! Break!

What the hell is Varvis doing?

[SPEAKING GREEK] _

[SHOUTING IN GREEK] _

[SHOUTING IN GREEK] _

♪

Sunshine's clear.

The high value ship should've fallen back,

let the other ships protect it.

Instead, it broke formation
to engage the helo.

Which means that ain't no high value ship.

My compliments to Commander Kennedy.

But where are the seeds?

Is it possible they
could already be in Malta?

No way he made it there so
fast. Vellek's still at sea.

So there's a fourth ship.

Smart move would be to
keep the other three ships

between it and the Nathan James.

If they assumed we'd close from the east,

we'll find Vellek's ship somewhere... here.

Out of sight, but still in
m*ssile range of those ships.

[MARKER CLATTERS]

♪

_

♪

Chandler saw through your trick, Stavros.

He's probably looking for
my father's ship as we speak.

Find the Nathan James and destroy her.

[SPEAKING GREEK]

[MAN SPEAKING GREEK] _

[MAN SPEAKING GREEK]

Green, I need you in command on the bridge.

- Get us close to that fourth ship.
- Aye, sir.

Pretty soon, we're gonna
have three ships on our asses.

Start pitching.

They gotta figure we're
headed west for the seed ship,

and they know we won't find
it without f*ring up our radar,

at least in short bursts.

So... maybe that's
exactly what we should do.

What do you have in mind?

The Meylan maneuver.

♪

Green, Taylor, Kandie,
your objective is to pull

all three warships out of
weapons range of the fourth.

That means here, anything
more than miles away

from where we believe the
target ship to be located.

Assets in the area?

Fishing boats. Some in
use, others abandoned.

Any vessel over feet is gonna have

the same radar signature as Nathan James.

Find one, make the Greeks believe it's us.

Draw them towards you, but
then get the hell out of there.

You can reach us by encrypted radio,

but we won't be able to
respond without compromising

our position, so you're on your own.

SASHA: Miller, Burk, while Green is

keeping the three screening ships busy,

Nathan James is gonna find that flag ship.

And when they do, we need to
be ready to board that vessel.

- Yes, ma'am.
- Roger that.

♪

We're the good guys.

We're the good guys.

Here we go.

♪

♪

[BEEPING]

[SPEAKING GREEK] _

Commercial radar.

♪

[WHIRRING SOFTLY]

seconds.

Shutting it down.

[WHIRRING STOPS]

♪

Hmm. We just lost the signal.

So what? Half the boats out
there have commercial radar.

Even I know that.

Fishermen either have it on or off.

They don't just switch
it on for a few seconds.

- So it's Nathan James?
- It's the right size.

They're looking for your father's ship.

We should move to intercept.

[SPEAKING GREEK] _

[SPEAKING GREEK] _

All three contacts altering course.

They took the bait.

Sunshine, this is Mother
requesting a sitrep.

- Any sign of Vellek's ship?
- Roger, Mother.

Search grid zone Alpha
one, negative contact.

Copy.

Alpha one, zero contact.

Keep us updated.

Helo's searching a new grid.
Set new course - - .

Aye, ma'am. Coming to course - - .

♪

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

Permission to enter the pilot house, ma'am?

- Master Chief...
- Ma'am...

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

This ship is my home.

And if this is gonna be
the battle of all battles,

I sure as hell don't
wanna be hearing about it

ankle-deep in salt water.

Let me do my part.

What I was going to say was,

you're always welcome on my bridge.

♪

It's been half an hour. Why
haven't we seen them yet?

We will have eyes on them soon.

We're getting pulled away
from my father's ship.

Soon we'll be out of range to defend him.

Damn it. [STOMPS FOOT]

- What?
- That's just what Chandler wants.

♪

Maybe you're right.

[SPEAKING GREEK] _

Sir?

♪

All three contacts are converging.

Those ships must be within a
couple hundred yards of each other.

- Keep an eye on 'em.
- Aye, sir.

♪

Come on, come on, come on.

[SEEDS RATTLE]

[CANISTER THUDS]

- [SIGHS]
- [CANISTER CLATTERS]

[CLATTER]

[POUNDS CANISTER]

♪

♪

Maroudiss, how much longer?

Dr. Vellek, sir, an
hour or two, at the most.

I don't have an hour or two, Maroudiss.

I have the greatest creation
of humankind aboard this ship.

It's the elixir of life, Maroudiss.

You got me sitting around like
I'm poolside on a cruise ship.

Apologies, sir.

But any faster, and we'll
be jeopardizing your safety.

♪

[FRAME SHATTERS]

♪

I'm worried about Dad, alone on that ship.

He's not alone.

I'm worried about that, too.

Try not to.

He'll be better soon.

We all will.

What is that supposed to mean?

Nothing.

♪

[RETREATING FOOTSTEPS]

♪

♪

Enemy warship.

Bearing .

♪

WOLF: Where the hell are the other two?

She's alone.

Nathan James, Vulture team. Be advised...

solo enemy warship heading east.

No other contacts in the area.

The other two ships dropped to
EMCON when the emitters merged.

Which allowed them to peel off undetected.

- They're hunting us again.
- Only this time, we won't see 'em coming.

Bridge, Captain.

Get watch standers to all radar
stations, lookouts to the rails.

Won't be long till that ship figures it out

and turns back to the others.

We gotta give the Nathan
James a fighting chance.

I won't make this decision for all of us.

I came to fight.

Kandie?

♪

Nathan James, Vulture team.

We're gonna hang out for a bit,
make your life a little easier.

Give you one less warship to worry about.

♪

They'll get it done.

♪

[GRUNTS]

We got enough expl*sives
in here to sink that S.O.B.

And we get one chance.

One ship against the three of us?

They're outnumbered.

♪

♪

They're almost in range. Are we done yet?

♪

Just about.

To remind us what we are working for.

Now we're done.

♪

[SPEAKING GREEK]

[SPEAKING GREEK] _

_

[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS]

You were right.

Nathan James isn't
there. The radar was a trick.

I knew it.

[FOOTSTEPS RETREAT]

Enemy warship now at , meters.

Let's go fishing.

- Go on three.
- BOTH: One, two, three!

[BOTH GRUNT]

♪

[MOTOR STARTS]

♪

♪

♪

♪

[SPEAKING GREEK] _

[SHOUTING IN GREEK] _

[WHIRRING]

♪

Now!

♪

[expl*si*n]

I'm picking up explosions
in the water, sir.

Metal shearing.

And I have secondaries.

One down.

Vulture team just took out Alpha.

♪

That's my boy.

[expl*si*n CRACKLING]

♪

[GASPS]

Wolf!

♪

Green! Taylor's down!

He has a pulse.

Hang on.

Wolf. Wolf. Answer me. Wolf.

[LATCHES OPENING]

[BREATHES UNEVENLY]

And here I thought you didn't care.

[EXHALING SHARPLY]

- [INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS]
- [EXHALES SHARPLY]

We've lost them. Demeter is gone.

[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS CONTINUE]

[RATTLING]

- Giorgio.
- Nostos. Here? Now?

Give it back. Give it back! I need it!

- You need it. Dad needs it.
- It helps us, Giorgio.

This stuff doesn't help
you. It destroys you.

This a w*apon for our enemies.

No, it's a cure. It'll save us.

From Malta, it will
spread from plant to plant,

all around the planet,

until everyone is growing it and eating it.

No, that is not right.

That is not what Dad said.

We can't let ourselves turn
into those... those... creatures.

It's the only way.

Then we'll all finally be at peace.

[EXHALES]

Sis, you can't do this. I won't let you.

It's already done.

I'm tired of being angry.

Aren't you?

♪

♪

♪

[KEYBOARD CLACKING]

Bulldog, bearing - - !

♪

[expl*si*n]

♪

Nathan James, Vulture Team.

Be advised, small fishing vessel

just destroyed by
surface-to-surface m*ssile.

No way anyone survived.

I have the coordinates on
the Greek ship that fired.

CIC, Bridge.

There's a broadcast coming in over VHF.

Put it through.

LUCIA: You know where I am,

but you're afraid to come out of hiding.

I'm giving you a chance for a fair fight.

Consider this a warning. Show your face,

or I will continue k*lling
civilians at random.

And nobody hates putting
innocent people in harm's way

more than the U.S. Navy.

Except for maybe Nobody himself.

♪

Five minutes, Captain Chandler.

There's gotta be a dozen
more fishing boats out there.

♪

♪

Sunshine still doesn't
have a visual on Vellek.

But we have coordinates on Lucia.

We should break EMCON, take her out.

There's still a third ship out there.

We light up, they see us, it blindsides us.

What choice do we have?
We either fire on her

or fire to protect the fishing boats.

In three minutes, we're made either way.

Maroudiss!

Get on the good foot!
Come on, man, move it!

- Doctor...
- I get it, man. I get it, man.

You're between a rock and a hard place.

But remember what's at stake, Maroudiss.

Lucia said knots. Any
faster will be jeopardizing...

I don't give a damn
what Lucia says! Hear me?

"Without a sign, his
sword the brave man draws

and asks no omen but his cause."

I bought your damn Navy.
Now speed it the hell up

or else join the ranks
of those already martyred.

Hear me? Let's go! Malta or bust!

Malta or bust!

OOD increase speed. All ahead full.

[SHOUTING IN GREEK]

[HELICOPTER BLADES WHIRRING]

Contact, o'clock!

Mother, this is Sunshine.

We spotted smoke. It's Vellek's ship.

Roger, Sunshine. Track
him, but keep your distance.

We'll back you up as soon as we can.

Lucia won't take us on unless
that third ship is close by.

My guess... it's hiding
among those fishing boats.

There's three vessels in range.

- Chief, can you hulltech 'em?
- Checking.

- [TYPING]
- Negative, sir.

We can't fire until we know who they are.

We can if we use torpedoes.

Set 'em to low-depth,
fire on all three vessels.

If they're fishing boats,

the torpedoes'll cruise right under 'em.

If they're a warship, they go boom.

ASW, ready three
torpedoes, -foot ceiling.

Aye, sir. Torpedoes ready.

Batteries release.

[LOUD BURSTING]

[SPEAKING GREEK] _

[SPEAKING GREEK] _

♪

[SPEAKS GREEK] _

[expl*si*n]

They've taken out Nereus.

Where the hell are they, Stavros?

[SPEAKING GREEK] _

[SPEAKING GREEK] _

You said when they fire, we'd see them.

They didn't break EMCON.
But if we can pinpoint

the torpedoes' origination point...

[SPEAKING GREEK] _

We got her. We got Nathan James.

Then k*ll her.

Vampire, vampire, vampire!

m*ssile inbound! Target is Nathan James!

Break EMCON. Set SPY to high power.

Target acquired.
Calculating fire solution...

- k*ll it.
- Surface, aye. Engaging with birds.

[WHOOSHING]

[expl*si*n]

Nathan James has its hands full.

And we're running low on fuel.

We gotta slow this son of a bitch down.

If the seeds are on that
ship, we can't lose her.

Razor, arm the hellfire.

Tally on target. Laser on.

Knock out those screws, Sunshine.

RAZOR: Hellfire has target locked.

f*ring in three, two...

- [g*nf*re, b*ll*ts RICOCHET]
- [GRUNTING]

[ALARM BEEPS]

♪

[PANTING]

Warrant! [PANTING]

Mother, this is Sunshine.

We're hit. [BREATHING
HEAVILY] We're going down,

grid zone... [INHALES SHARPLY] Charlie two.

High value ship still in play.

- [STATIC CRACKLING]
- Sunshine, this is Mother.

Please say again. Your last was garbled.

♪

Mother, do you read?

[PANTING]

♪

You're hit. Oh, God. [GASPS]

[STAMMERS]

[VOICE BREAKING] We
gotta get you out of here.

Nolan, listen...

I bank left, you jump right.

No, I can't.

I won't.

You gotta, Cupid.

Yep.

Congratulations. That's the one.

You got yourself a call sign.

- [CRYING]
- Now go.

Go.

♪

Target splashed. Helo's in the water.

Nice sh**ting. Now let's
get the hell out of here.

- [STATIC CONTINUES CRACKLING]
- [EXHALES]

We just lost Hawklink.

- [RAPID BEEPING]
- Bulldogs inbound, track , .

k*ll all inbound threats.
Ready Salvo two and re-engage.

Aye, sir.

[LOUD BURSTING]

♪

[MAN SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY]

[BURSTING]

[expl*si*n]

[LOUD BURSTING]

[SHOUTS IN GREEK]_

[SHOUTING IN GREEK] _

[EXPLOSIONS]

[SHOUTING IN GREEK] _

[SHOUTING IN GREEK] _

[MAN SPEAKS IN GREEK]

Get them, Stavros. k*ll those bastards.

Look at you. You really
wanna give up this feeling?

[MAN SHOUTING IN GREEK]

We're eight birds from empty, sir.

We can't fight them to a draw.

Then we have to fight smarter.

Ready two Bulldogs, launch chaff,

target Bravo from port and starboard.

Yes, sir. Engaging.

[LOUD WHOOSHING]

♪

[SPEAKING GREEK] _

_

Drive it home, Chief,
right down the middle.

Yes, sir.

[LOUD WHOOSHING]

♪

[SPEAKING GREEK] _

[EXPLOSIONS]

♪

[YELLS]

- [expl*si*n]
- Aah!

Direct hit, sir.

Lucia's ship is smokin' and sinkin'.

Opa.

And our helo?

♪

[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS]

[FLAMES CRACKLING]

[COUGHING]

[MEN SHOUTING IN GREEK]

[GROANING]

[COUGHING]

[FLAMES CRACKLING]

♪

[STAVROS SPEAKING GREEK, COUGHING] _

[SHOUTING IN GREEK] _

[STAVROS COUGHING]

[GASPING]

- It's okay, it's okay.
- [GRUNTING, GASPING]

It's okay. It's okay, baby. It's okay.

[GASPING]

[STAMMERING] It's gonna be
fine. It's gonna be fine.

No, Giorgio!

Look at me. Just hold on, okay?

You need to hold on.
You need to look at me.

Everything's gonna be
fine. I promise, okay?

Just hold on. Just hold... just hold...

- No. No.
- Lucia, tell Dad...

that I-I tried.

I know you did. You did.

I...

I fought.

You did. You did.

[GASPS]

[SNIFFLES]

♪

No.

- Somebody, help me!
- [LOUD BURSTING]

Somebody, help me, please!

[SOBBING] Giorgio, please. Don't... No.

STAVROS: Lucia, we have to go!

- No. No. No.
- We have to go.

- No. No. No.
- Lucia, we have to go.

- No.
- Come on, Lucia.

- [SOBS] No. No.
- [COUGHING]

[BOTH COUGHING]

[FLAMES CRACKLING]

♪

[MOTOR WHIRRING]

♪

Eagle in the water, o'clock!

[MOTOR REVS]

♪

Easy, easy.

Pull on her leg. Come on.

All right, now. , , .

- RIOS: Support her neck.
- Okay. Okay.

- [PEN LIGHT CLICKS]
- Okay.

You're gonna be fine, Nolan.

You're gonna be fine. We got you.

All right.

Kath.

♪

- [RADIO CLICKS]
- This is Cobra, we got Nolan.

Sunshine and Razor?

♪

Sunshine and Razor are KIA.

♪

- BURK: There's no sign of Vellek's ship.
- [RADIO CLICKS]

♪

We sank three ships today.

The most important one's still out there.

This...

is our new Area of Uncertainty.

Vellek could be anywhere in this zone.

With the helo gone and
the fuel we have left,

it's gonna be tough to narrow it down.

We can't even be sure that Vellek
is still on his way to Malta.

♪

We've got our work cut out for us.

We've done it before. We can do it again.

Let's get started.

♪

This goddamned game.

I can see now why you left.

♪

[DOOR WHOOSHES, RATTLES]

[DOOR THUDS]

♪

LUCIA: Giorgio's gone.

Did you hear what I said, Dad?

Giorgio's dead.

♪

The Nostos...

I'm out of it. Do you have any?

Your son has d*ed.

You need to feel that.

Christos can't help you.

He's been gone for years.

And even dead, he cast a
shadow over Giorgio and me.

And now Tom Chandler
has k*lled your only son.

Giorgio d*ed protecting
me! He d*ed protecting you!

♪

All Giorgio ever wanted
to do was make you happy...

and all you ever did was show him contempt.

♪

If you had just done what I said,

that ship would never have found you.

Giorgio d*ed for nothing.

- [OBJECT CLATTERS]
- No.

No, not... not... not... not for nothing.

Not for nothing, Lucia. For this. For this.

Soon, it will not only be the
dead who know the end of w*r...

[WHISPERING] but the living.

Enough with the philosophizing.

Giorgio was a hero. A hero.

♪

Was he?

Of course he was.

♪

♪

Here.

♪

♪

- [PESTLE CRUSHING]
- Tell me,

when you have your drink,
will Giorgio be with you?

♪

Or is he useless to you,

even in your perfect world?

♪

♪

[PESTLE CLINKS]

♪

♪

♪

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