Previously on 'The Last Ship'.
You all have saved the
world three times now,
how on earth do you do it?
I can't promise the
fight won't be hard.
But I can say we will prevail.
- Gustavo's Chief w*r Strategist.
- Find out what he knows.
You know his next moves.
Help me stop him.
If I help you, will it save my nation?
If you don't, will your
nation still be worth saving?
Dr. Montano just gave us the key.
We take Cuba, we can win this w*r.
♪ ♪
Disparen!
♪ ♪
Disparen!
[g*nsh*t]
Disparen!
[g*nsh*t]
Disparen!
[g*nsh*t]
♪ ♪
Disparen!
♪ ♪
Disparen!
[g*nsh*t]
♪ ♪
SIMON: Papá...
♪ ♪
Simon.
♪ ♪
[IMITATES Kn*fe SLASHING]
YOENIS: Disparen!
♪ ♪
[IMITATES Kn*fe SLASHING]
[LAUGHS]
Disparen!
[g*nsh*t]
♪ ♪
♪ ♪
The C- Liberty One
will depart Naval Air Station
Key West at hours.
Lima team, partnered Navy/Marine Corps,
will air-drop miles off the
Cuban coast, landing at Guines,
which, according to intel
Admiral Chandler obtained
from Dr. Montano...
is the home
to a hidden rebel stronghold.
What kind of numbers can we expect?
The rebel force is somewhere
between and , .
SLATTERY: Our team's
dropping in with a -ton gift
of small arms and light weapons.
Whatever their size, I promise you,
that militia will be well-outfitted.
Now, once Lima team makes contact
with El Gallo and his men...
REISS: I'm sorry, Admiral.
How confident are you in this El Gallo?
This unknown leader of Free Cuba?
You think he's more inclined
to join our cause
than, say, the Chinese or the
Indians or the Brits right now?
How confident are you
that when our team lands,
they find themselves met
by friendly interests
and not, say, indifference
or hostility... to ?
- One being...
- Well...
they slit our throats soon
as we hit the beach.
♪ ♪
Six, sir.
[SIGHS]
General, you signed off on this?
I did, sir.
Though, to be frank, I have concerns.
General's worried the intel
I got from Dr. Montano
may not be trustworthy.
I've lost a lot of Marines
already, Mr. President.
Trust in anything
coming out of Gustavo's camp
is in short supply.
But you trust it, Admiral.
I was with the man.
He lost faith in Gustavo
and gave his life
to stop the bloodshed.
I've had the country
running at full tilt
for the last three months
to put us in a position
to take back Mexico,
and now...
you wanna air-drop a
dozen of our finest
into the lion's den
before we can back 'em up?
Gustavo's preoccupied
with shoring up support from his base.
Now is the best time for us
to make our move on Cuba.
And we need it, sir...
not just as a buffer
against another major att*ck,
but as a staging area to launch
our own invasion south.
♪ ♪
[SIGHS]
Please continue, Admiral.
MEYLAN: Thank you, sir.
♪ ♪
♪ ♪
♪ ♪
[CAMERA BEEPS]
Señor Barros.
Gustavo.
Tell me, what's a win?
Jumping to the end already?
Doesn't feel like a jump to me.
In your speeches, you promised
your people a quick victory.
But, from what I've seen,
you've been stuck in place
for some time now.
I'm curious
if your thinking has changed
or if you regret starting
a w*r with the United States.
We didn't start this w*r.
You sank a U.S. fleet in Mayport
on the very day that your loyalists
m*rder*d the duly-elected
leader of Panama.
That sounds textbook.
Mayport wasn't an att*ck,
nor was it the beginning.
You're young, but smart enough
to know the U.S.'s history
of m*rder and political
insurrection in Latin America.
Guatemala ' , Cuba ' ,
D.R. ' , Chile ' ,
Nicaragua ' , Grenada ' .
This w*r is a battle for the survival
of the people of Gran Colombia.
So, is this your justification
for the forced conscription,
the purges, the death squads?
- Where do you get this information from?
- [PRAYING INDISTINCTLY IN SPANISH]
Several accounts from defectors...
Defectors from what?
Our borders are not closed.
People are free
to come and go as they wish.
Their accounts
are remarkably consistent.
This isn't a w*r of public opinion.
This is about taking
a fresh look at the world...
post-virus, post-famine.
It's about adjusting the balance.
United States have been
bullies for too long.
This movement is a rebirth.
Take your camera and your notepad
and go to the countryside.
Go to the cities
of Central and South America
and see the pride in people's faces.
Freedom from tyranny
is what they demanded.
And it's what I'm giving them.
And I'm inviting the people
of all of the Americas to join.
[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS]
♪ ♪
[BREATHES DEEPLY]
♪ ♪
[COMPUTER BEEPING]
Ensign Swain. Any news?
- No, sir.
- No surprise there.
She's probably hiding
in a hole somewhere,
hoping we give up looking.
No chance of that, sir.
I've been monitoring
cell activity for Colombia
and the United States for months.
If Kelsi's still in contact
with anyone down south,
- we'll know it.
- Well, good.
Till then, I have another job for you.
- Sir, I...
- Radio jammers aboard the James
were fried in the att*ck.
I need you to reprogram
her electric grid.
I want to make sure those
Cuban a*tillery batteries
don't use our Herc as target practice.
Where do you need me?
♪ ♪
$ . .
Um...
[CHUCKLES]
I only got $ . .
Are you kidding?
No. b*at it.
Hey! Stop!
Get back here!
♪ ♪
Zoey? It's getting late, sweetie.
Time to come in.
But, Mom! Aunt Kelsi's here.
Just a few more pushes?
[SINGSONGY VOICE] Yeah, Mom.
Just a few more?
[ZOEY LAUGHING]
Yeah, I heard rumors
that you were in Carta-geena?
Mm, Cartagena.
Yeah, right.
You didn't leave the country?
You just disappeared.
If you wanna ask, ask.
Just stop, please.
Oh, go ahead. Ask me.
I don't need to ask.
'Cause you know
everything about me, right?
I know what kind of person you are.
- Oh, what kind of a pers...
- The kind who runs off
with any loser promising adventure.
The kind who makes a mess
and leaves the rest of us
to clean it up.
The kind who hasn't even bothered
to come see her own daughter.
ZOEY: Mom?
Can you read me
"The Paper Bag Princess"?
Uh... did you brush your teeth?
Okay, I'll be in in a sec.
Night, Aunt Kelsi.
Night.
Sleep tight.
Don't let the bedbugs bite.
[LAUGHS]
[DOOR CLOSES]
Remember when you used to
read that to me?
You need to turn yourself in.
I know.
No, you don't know.
Otherwise, you wouldn't be here.
Putting me in danger.
Putting Zoey in danger.
No one's in danger.
It's not like I'm...
A what?
A m*rder*r?
A t*rror1st?
Go ahead. Tell me you're not.
Look me in the eye
and tell me the cops,
the Navy, and the g*dd*mn FBI
tore my house apart for three weeks
because you didn't k*ll that woman.
♪ ♪
I don't know where else to go.
[SCOFFS]
Police station would be a start.
And say what?
- The truth.
- The truth?
What's the truth, Elli?
That I'm an idiot?
That I thought I was helping?
That it turns out I am just
a piece of Florida white trash
thinking I could solve
the world's problems?
I know what I did.
And I know what's coming for me.
God knows I deserve it.
♪ ♪
You're not trash,
and you're not a monster.
And, I mean, at this point,
according to the U.S. government,
you're basically the most
important human being
on the planet, right?
[CHUCKLES]
Just tell them something.
Cut a deal. It won't be so bad.
Yeah.
We're gonna get you a good deal.
And we're gonna make it through this.
You, me, and Zoey.
♪ ♪
♪ ♪
On course, - - , making knots.
Estimated time of arrival
based on current speed...
hours and minutes.
Anything pop up in the shakedown?
Well, some trouble out of two gen,
but we'll have it online in the hour.
And we haven't sprung any leaks,
so that's a good thing.
Roger that.
CIC, Bridge. Report your status.
Sub-surface clear. All systems go.
Surface clear. All systems go.
Bridge, T.A.O. Testing is complete.
All combat systems
are up and ready to go.
- It's good to be back, ma'am.
- Glad to hear it.
After three months of dry dock,
I think we set a record.
Captain, Radio. All circuits up.
HF Channel is encrypted and secure.
Who else do we have on the line?
Patching through Command now.
Nathan James,
we hear you loud and clear.
Much as I enjoyed Moby d*ck,
it's a pleasure to hear your voice.
Admiral Chandler, how's the Herc?
Weapons supply is currently
being loaded and on schedule.
Hitting Cuban airspace in hours.
Sound about right, Captain Green?
KARA: We'll be waiting.
Have a safe flight, Admiral.
Go ahead.
♪ ♪
Watch it, Marine.
Sorry, Chief. My bad.
Excuse the fellas, Admiral.
The Marines have been grounded
since the Mayport att*ck.
They're angry
and ready to hook and jab.
They'll get their chance.
Thank you, sir,
for everything you've done.
♪ ♪
All loaded up.
When's the last time you jumped?
On purpose? I don't know.
- Six or seven years.
- Like falling off a bike.
Sure you don't want
to join in the fun, Professor?
Someone's gotta stay on
the plane and do the hard work.
Gunny, check the palletized
gear and equipment.
Lima team, load up. Let's go get some.
MARINE: Oo-rah. [MARINES WHOOPING]
Boo-yah! Boo-yah.
♪ ♪
♪ ♪
[RADIO CHATTER]
GUSTAVO: Hector.
- Okay.
HECTOR: Octavio.
[LAUGHS]
Hector...
♪ ♪
You know, I always wondered
why Navy corpsman
deploy with the Marines.
'Cause the Marines like to fight, sir.
I-I mean, I...
I'm... I'm not saying
that y'all don't, sir.
I was just, um...
You know, I meant that, um...
I was saying that we...
Take it easy, corpsman.
Save your energy.
Yes, sir.
So, you guys work out?
C'mon. Thought you bastards
were supposed to be fun.
We've been waiting like years
to inv*de this sh*t-box
island, am I right?
My mother's Cuban.
[LAUGHS]
♪ ♪
Command, this is Liberty One.
We're leaving American airspace
and proceeding on schedule. Over.
SLATTERY: Copy that, Liberty One.
Nathan James
is in range to jam the radar
in the Cuban a*tillery batteries.
Stand by.
HF feed is holding up.
Wish we had better eyes
on the b*ttlefield.
Yes, sir.
Without satellites,
this will have to do.
Ensign, we ready?
All set, Admiral.
[SIGHS] Okay.
Liberty One, Command.
You are clear to proceed.
Navy Spear, sending jam package now.
Commence jamming sequence on your end.
♪ ♪
VALDEZ: Aye.
Jamming sequence initiated.
Liberty One, Navy Spear.
Cuba's blind, and they don't know it.
Copy that, Navy Spear.
Ground winds out of the northwest...
- knots.
Deploy chutes , .
PILOT: Jump Team, Flight Lead.
-minute warning.
Lima team, stand by.
minutes, minutes.
minutes.
minutes.
♪ ♪
Good luck.
Oo-rah.
♪ ♪
MAN: All right, go!
♪ ♪
Go!
♪ ♪
Go!
♪ ♪
Go!
♪ ♪
All teams, Command. Jamming's holding.
You have another seconds.
Navy Spear, roger that.
♪ ♪
- We're good. Let's go.
- Weapons supply away.
Uplink confirmed. Nav system engaged.
VALDEZ: Aye, sir.
I have control of the cache.
Deploying the chute now.
♪ ♪
[BEEPING]
♪ ♪
[RAPID BEEPING]
Unknown air track.
Inbound, Liberty One.
♪ ♪
♪ ♪
What the hell is going on over there?
- Flight Lead, come in. Come in.
- Liberty One,
Liberty One, this is Command.
♪ ♪
NISHIOKA: We have a m*ssile detonation.
Target's trajectory leading
back to the north side of Cuba.
Liberty One is hit and going down.
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
Flight Lead, what's your status?
Flight Lead, do you copy?!
♪ ♪
♪ ♪
[GRUNTS]
What the hell?!
Did everyone egress?
♪ ♪
[BREATHES SHARPLY] No.
No.
No.
No, no.
SLATTERY: Lima, Command.
What is your status?
Our status is g*dd*mn livid, Admiral.
Why weren't we jamming
those a*tillery batteries?
♪ ♪
We're gonna get you some answers.
This is Dufine.
I wanna speak to Captain Utt.
Command, Utt. Lima team has landed.
No sign of Bowen, Lin, Murphy,
Weeks, Santora, or Hird.
Mostly likely they were K.I.A.
Looks like Liberty One
was sh*t out of the sky.
Pilots were on course.
Jamming was set.
We had no early warning.
Admiral Chandler
was also on board, ma'am.
♪ ♪
Command, Navy Spear.
Commencing search and rescue now.
Helm, all ahead, / .
♪ ♪
Gear is off target.
No confirm on beacon.
It must be out of range.
♪ ♪
Mother, can we get a fix
on that weapons supply?
We were tracking it using
a radar relay from the plane.
Last position, supply was off-course,
headed west on a path toward
the north shore of Havana.
That's Gustavo country.
The rebel camp is miles
in the other direction.
Why don't we go there first?
No. We secure the gear.
Then we find the rebels.
WOLF: You wanna walk into Havana
with half our team and no firepower?
We can't risk letting those weapons
fall into the wrong hands.
I agree.
We don't have a choice.
They know we're here,
so we have to move fast.
That beacon has a -mile range.
If we can get in the area,
I know we can find it.
♪ ♪
Mission hasn't changed.
Roger that.
Command, Utt.
We are proceeding feet dry
in search of weapons supply.
Update when we arrive.
Copy all.
♪ ♪
Ma'am, based on its speed
and trajectory,
the plane could have
gone down anywhere here.
If we're looking for a debris
field, it could be miles long.
Let's get that bird in the air.
- Aye, ma'am.
- I'm going to CIC.
The bridge is yours.
Roger.
CHANDLER: [GROANS]
♪ ♪
[GROANING]
[GROANS]
Aah!
[GRUNTS]
♪ ♪
♪ ♪
This entire borough's
a hotbed for Cuban m*llitary.
Just that kinda day.
Gear's close.
Whole thing could've
been picked over by now.
Barco, take Green and see
if you can get eyes on.
- Aye, sir.
- Let's go.
Let's do it.
♪ ♪
Hey, ma'am.
Ma'am, your neck is bleeding.
It's... It's nothing.
- I didn't even feel it.
- No.
You probably just got nicked
by the shrapnel from the blast.
Here, just apply pressure. Okay?
♪ ♪
♪ ♪
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
♪ ♪
[GRUNTS] Aah!
[GASPS]
♪ ♪
[SIZZLING] Aaaahhh!
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
♪ ♪
[SCREAMS]
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
♪ ♪
♪ ♪
[BATTLESHIP APPROACHING]
♪ ♪
♪ ♪
♪ ♪
[UP-TEMPO MUSIC PLAYS]
♪ ♪
Package is across
the street behind the bar.
Can't get eyes on it yet,
but it's there.
Could be on the rooftop.
SASHA: Half the city's awake,
and the other half will be up soon.
Let's move.
♪ ♪
♪ ♪
[WOMAN LAUGHS, MAN SPEAKS SPANISH]
[HELICOPTER BLADES WHIRRING]
Debris field scattered.
No sign of life.
Hell.
[RADAR BEEPING]
Anyone else hearing that?
[BEEPING CONTINUES]
Mother, I'm picking up
something strong here.
Copy that, Brawler. We see it.
Looks like it's headed
to the port at Matanzas.
Navy Spear, what do you see?
We don't have an I.D. yet, sir,
but it's huge.
It's got the same signature
as the ship we fought
at the Yucatán Strait.
You said you hit
that battleship pretty hard.
Yeah.
No worse than she hit Nathan James.
She's a monster.
The radar jamming was focused
on the a*tillery batteries.
If that ship was patrolling the waters
over the horizon from the Nathan James,
it would have had
a clear look at Liberty One.
♪ ♪
This wasn't on you, Ensign.
♪ ♪
Bridge, Captain. Set course to - - .
WOMAN: Course - - , aye.
This time, we sink her.
Ready all VLS.
- Aye, ma'am.
- [KEYBOARD CLACKING]
♪ ♪
SOLDIER: Vamos.
♪ ♪
[VEHICLE DOOR CLOSES]
[SPEAKING SPANISH]
Hector...
Hmm?
♪ ♪
♪ ♪
♪ ♪
[UP-TEMPO MUSIC PLAYS]
♪ ♪
Looks like we're in over our heads.
DANNY: Have to take it piece by piece.
Toone, cut her down.
Yes, sir.
The rest of us, underneath.
♪ ♪
[VEHICLE PASSING]
♪ ♪
El Gallo.
[DOOR SLAMS]
♪ ♪
[RADIO CHATTER]
Fuentes.
Admiral.
Leader of the Cuban rebels.
We have a lot to discuss.
♪ ♪
Closing in on the target, ma'am.
, yards.
We should see them
when we get around the bend.
We lost the signature.
It's okay.
She's trapped in the bay now.
OOD, slow to knots.
Stand by to maneuver.
Aye, ma'am.
Helm, all ahead / for knots.
Helm, aye.
♪ ♪
♪ ♪
♪ ♪
NISHIOKA: Prepare to fire
as soon as we get eyes on that ship.
Aye.
♪ ♪
♪ ♪
Where the hell'd it go?
There's no other way
out of this harbor.
♪ ♪
[SCOFFS]
♪ ♪
We got the weight, Toone. Cut it.
Yep.
Bring it up. Careful.
Set it down.
♪ ♪
[SINGING IN SPANISH]
[WHISTLING]
[SINGING IN SPANISH]
[WHISTLING]
[LOCK RATTLING]
[KNOCKING]
Hey!
_
WOMAN: [MOANING]
[SHOUTING IN SPANISH]
- Oh!
- [LAUGHS]
[SPEAKING SPANISH]
♪ ♪
[ZIPPER UNZIPS]
[URINATING, SIGHS]
♪ ♪
[URINATING CONTINUES]
♪ ♪
Aye.
[ZIPPER ZIPS]
♪ ♪
♪ ♪
[LAUGHTER]
♪ ♪
♪ ♪
♪ ♪
Americanos! Americanos!
[SCREAMING]
♪ ♪
Holy sh*t!
♪ ♪
[MAN SHOUTS IN SPANISH]
♪ ♪
I need some help here!
♪ ♪
[MEN SHOUTING IN SPANISH]
♪ ♪
Mother, Lima.
We're trapped in the courtyard,
and contact is imminent.
Request emergency evac
at my location. Over.
Lima, Navy Spear.
Helo is mikes from your posit. Over.
♪ ♪
- [POUNDING ON DOOR]
- Push!
Push!
They're gonna ram it!
Kandie, set a claymore on that door.
[ALL GRUNTING]
Hold it. Push.
Push!
♪ ♪
[ENGINE REVVING]
We're set.
Lima team, on my command, drop back.
All g*ns on the door.
When they breach, give 'em hell.
[MACHINE-g*n FIRE, REVVING STOPS]
♪ ♪
Drop back, drop back!
♪ ♪
CHANDLER: I didn't jump out of a plane
to get k*lled by friendly fire.
You guys wanna lower your weapons?
♪ ♪
You're clear.
Package secure?
♪ ♪
The street's contained,
but we need to leave... now.
Welcome to Cuba.
Vámonos.
♪ ♪
[SIGHS]
♪ ♪
[MEN SHOUTING IN SPANISH]
♪ ♪
Smokes, thermites, and frags.
You got it all.
♪ ♪
Systems check.
Got that?
You know, for a Navy man,
you're not bad with a r*fle.
Yeah, well, for a Marine,
you're not bad as a doorstop.
Get a room.
[CHUCKLES]
Then we'll have to take the
airfield, the capital building,
the presidential palace,
and then the radio station.
Sounds like you got
everything under control.
It's been a difficult few months,
but the worst is still ahead.
Thank you for living up to your end,
even though you had
no reason to trust me.
♪ ♪
HECTOR: Disparen.
Disparen.
[g*nsh*t]
♪ ♪
♪ ♪
♪ ♪
Disparen!
Viva Tavo!
♪ ♪
♪ ♪
♪ ♪
♪ ♪
♪ ♪
[CELLPHONE RINGS]
♪ ♪
- [BEEPING]
- Coming in from the west side,
- as well as from the center.
- That's great.
[RINGING CONTINUES]
[BEEPING CONTINUES]
[RINGING CONTINUES]
♪ ♪
[BEEPING CONTINUES]
♪ ♪
Hey, Kelsi?
♪ ♪
♪ ♪
♪ ♪
♪ ♪
05x06 - Air Drop
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As a deadly virus rages through the world's population, the crew of a lone unaffected naval vessel tries to save humanity from total extinction. "The Last Ship" is based on the novel of the same name by William Brinkley.
As a deadly virus rages through the world's population, the crew of a lone unaffected naval vessel tries to save humanity from total extinction. "The Last Ship" is based on the novel of the same name by William Brinkley.