Big Sky (1997–1999): Season 2, Episode 8 - Shadow Chasers - full transcript
(Ominous music)
- What is this?
What are you doing hanging
around my house, spying on me?
- If I tell you what you wanna
know, everything will change.
You ready for that?
- Try me.
- Maybe it's changed already.
(Tense music)
- [Chris] Why the hell
would anyone bug my phone?
- You work for me, I have enemies.
I know things.
I have secrets.
Once you know those secrets,
you won't be able to
confide them in anybody.
Not the other pilots, not your
friends, not grace Mitchell.
Yeah, I know she's been part
of your attempt to find out about me.
No more, Chris.
- I can trust grace.
- [Lightfoot] Can't afford that,
it's too risky, it's too dangerous.
- [Chris] What kind of life is this?
Why do you do it?
- To make a difference.
To do something for the
future of my country.
That's something I believe in.
That's my reward.
- I've got other people to consider.
My family, friends, my pilots.
- The less they know,
the less likely they are
to become casualties.
- They already are.
They've been shot at, they've
been chased, sent bombs.
- [Lightfoot] You won't be putting them
into any greater danger
than they are already,
only yourself.
- And you can guarantee that?
- As much as I can guarantee anything.
And if you're not up
to it, I understand.
Most people aren't.
I wouldn't ask you if I didn't
think you were capable.
- What are you gonna say
next, my country needs me?
- Is patriotism important to you?
- As long as it affects
me and nobody else.
- Your silence is their protection.
- Okay, I'm in.
Do I have to sign the
official secrets act?
- [Lightfoot] No, this'll do.
- In blood?
- Well, lucky for you, I've got a pen.
You were right.
Lightfoot is a codename, an alias.
So it wouldn't appear on
any government records.
I do work for the commonwealth
at a top-level organization dedicated
to the national interest.
But I work behind the scenes.
In the shadows, if you
like, because it's safer.
Now, you work for me, you've
become part of the shadows too.
(Ominous music)
(Dramatic music)
♪ Oh ♪
♪ oh ♪
♪ oh ♪
- You knew.
- About you and Scotty?
Yeah, ages ago.
I think it's great you're
moving in together.
- I'm dreading telling dad.
- So, I laid it right out.
I'm sorry, babe, I'm gonna
have to let you go.
I am a lone wolf, honey.
And lobo solo.
I got too much love for just one woman.
- No regret?
- Not at all.
I don't know why you're worried.
You know, you and Rosie will be fine.
- Can't help it.
We're telling her dad tomorrow.
- Yeah, so?
It's the 20th century, what
do you think he's gonna do?
Get his servants to give
you a damn fine thrashing?
- So, how long you been at big sky?
Couple of years now?
Any idea where you might go from here?
- I don't know, I might try out
for one of the major airlines quarter,
so learn to fly the big jets.
- I woulda thought you'd
have done that by now.
Surely there's not much you can learn
in a small charter company.
- Yeah, I guess.
- Look, I don't mean to be
nosy, I'm just interested
in what type of person you are.
What you want from life.
- I don't know, just the
usual stuff, I suppose.
Happiness, satisfying career.
- And that's what I want for Rosie.
- Yeah, me too.
- I'm sure you do.
But the thing is, jocelin
and I brought Rosie up
with the expectation that she
could be anything she wanted.
And I don't want her
held back by someone
with lower expectations than hers.
If you see what I mean.
- What?
I've got plans.
- Cancel them.
Just a few hours each way.
You'll have to falsify the logbooks.
No one's to know.
- [Grace] Grace Mitchell.
- [Chris] Hi, it's me.
I've gotta cancel dinner tonight.
- Oh.
Oh, all right.
- One of the kids is running a fever.
I said to Robbie I'd lend a hand.
- I'll be downstairs.
- Yeah.
Yeah, oh no, of course you should.
Well, maybe you could
come over afterwards.
- [Chris] Well yeah, that'd be great.
Can I give you a call?
- Okay.
All right.
Hope everything's all right.
- Yeah, thanks.
- Bye.
- [Chris] Bye.
- He did what?
Right, that's it, I'm going
over there after work and...
- I think he just wants the
best for you, that's all.
He wasn't too subtle about it,
but maybe he's got a point.
- What, that you're not like him?
That you have different values?
I already know that and I love you.
- I know, I love you too.
But he's right.
Look at how much potential you've got.
I'm not living up to mine.
- Yeah, but everyone
moves at their own pace.
That's what my dad doesn't understand.
He thinks the whole world should move
according to his schedule.
- That's a hell of a lot
better than my father
who's too damn lazy to
make anything for himself.
He just cons other people.
He never made me make
anything of my life either.
Maybe it's time I did really...
I don't wanna end up like my old man.
- You won't.
Look, you don't have to
prove yourself to me.
And especially not to my dad.
- Yeah, what about to myself?
- Pendley air force base?
- I'm meeting a contact,
major general Ellison.
- [Chris] What for?
- I don't know.
He arranged the meeting.
- That makes a change.
- He's even sending a car to meet us.
- [Drill sergeant] Come on, you lot.
Move it.
Come on, Schultz, get up to the front.
Come on.
(Ominous music)
- [Guard] Sir, you may proceed.
Straight through to the right.
- [Ellison] Lightfoot, I'm
glad you could make it.
- [Lightfoot] Good to
see you again, sir.
- [Ellison] And who's this?
- Chris manning, he works for me.
- This is classified.
- It's okay.
He's one of us.
- 60 crates of m16 automatic rifles
were loaded to kirkland air force base
near Darwin eight hours ago.
Now according to the new gun laws,
we're supposed to scrap any new
weapons we no longer need.
They were destined for a smelting plant
near Hamilton air force
base where 40 crates
arrived this afternoon.
- Where'd the other 20 crates go?
- That's what we'd like to know.
- Well, didn't the pilots
check the manifest?
- Of course, and they said
there should be 40 crates.
- [Lightfoot] Someone's changed it.
- It was unaltered.
- What about the pilots?
- We're questioning them,
but so far there's no proof
that they were involved.
- Lorrie, are you sure of the number
of crates that went missing?
- Absolutely.
Someone out there has got their hands
on 80 automatic weapons.
That's why I called you.
- Why does the me want
us to find these guns?
I would've thought
they'd be better set up
to handle this sort of thing.
- There's a fundamental flaw
of internal inquiries, Chris.
People investigating their peers
are loath to find them in the wrong.
- Well, where do you think
the guns might be headed?
- Any number of civil
wars overseas, or here.
There are plenty of local
crazies who feel castrated
by the new gun laws.
- Well, if we do find them I hope
there's not some nutter
pointing one at me.
- [Grace] I guess this
means the kids are okay?
- [Chris] Yeah, they're right as rain.
It was just a false alarm.
This looks great. - Oh, thank you.
No trouble really.
I took a course in defrosting.
No luck finding out about this
top-level secret task force
our friend lightfoot supposedly
belongs to, I'm afraid.
I've asked all sorts of people.
No one's ever heard of it.
- Yeah well, maybe Freddy
Cameron got it wrong.
- Ricks?
Nah, I don't think so.
I trust ricks.
If he's heard a rumor,
there'll be some basis to it.
You haven't told lightfoot
about our investigations
into him, have you?
- No.
Why would you think that?
- Because ever since we
got back from canberra,
I've had officials crawling
all over my department.
Auditors, internal affairs,
anyone with a reason
to poke their nose in.
I just presumed it was lightfoot's
way of paying us back
for asking questions about him.
- You know, I think we've got
much more interesting things
to talk about than lightfoot.
- I thought you were worried.
You're not gonna keep
working for him, are you?
You know you can't trust him, Chris.
- Will you just relax and enjoy it?
You know, I'm not as
hungry as I thought I was.
(Grace giggles)
- Hey, guys.
Today's runs.
Chris stuffed them for you.
- Well, how come he's not here?
- He and Mr. spooky left first thing
this morning with Blake.
- [Pilot] Where to?
- Like they tell me anything anymore.
- What, Roger ramjet's
going on a mission?
When did he get so popular?
- The guns run loaded at
Hamilton air force base.
You served there for
awhile, didn't you?
- Yes, sir.
- We feel you might be able to
use some insider information.
- [Blake] Of course.
- [Lightfoot] Is that a problem?
- [Blake] No, sir.
- Are you sure?
- If you need my assistance,
I'm more than glad to give it.
- You understand you
can't talk to the others
about anything we do today?
- Understood.
The flight logs will be
a good place to start.
The air force requires you
to keep very accurate logs
of your flights.
Might find some useful
information there.
I should be able to identify
normal air force procedures
from unauthorized actions.
- Excellent.
(Militaristic music)
- Cooley, Burbank.
In my office.
Flight lieutenant Briggs.
I've been assigned to assist you today.
- Lightfoot, manning, Wallace.
- Wallace, didn't think I'd
be seeing you again so soon.
I've laid out the flight logs
and the other information
you requested.
- [Lightfoot] What about the
pilots of the transports?
- Ah, they're waiting at my office.
- Good.
We'll compare notes later.
- Spud and cooley were
doing the flying.
- You know them?
- Yeah, I know them.
- [Spud] What did you say?
- I just told them it
was a normal flight.
What else am I gonna say?
- Burbank.
- Sir.
- Pilot officer Burbank, spud.
I understand you were
on a Hercules flight
transporting crates of rifles
from kirkland air force base
near Darwin to here.
I want you to give me a precise account
of the entire operation
from the collection
of the rifles to their delivery.
- There's not much to tell.
It was just a normal flight.
Nothing out of the ordinary.
We took off from kirkland base
at 0900 on Wednesday
the 14th as scheduled.
(Tense music)
- An unscheduled fuel
stop at red hill here.
- They should have had
enough to get back
without stopping there.
- Yeah, that's what I thought.
Could be a good reason, though,
if they hit a headwind, say.
- We'll have to compare the
fuel consumption figures
with the weather updates for that.
- Oh, they should have the
hourly updates on file.
I'll go ask captain Briggs for 'em.
- Well, well, Blake Wallace,
what are you doing here?
Well let me guess, making trouble?
- Just had to fly someone
up here, that's all.
- Oh yeah, who?
- I'm not at liberty to say.
- That'd be right.
You always go by the rules
don't you, Wallace?
I thought I'd gotten rid
of you a long time ago.
I thought I sent you
screaming with your tail
between your legs like the
mongrel coward you are.
You just stay out of my life,
Wallace, or you know what will happen.
- Better get those weather updates.
- So what is it with
you and spud anyway?
- I found out he was using his
rank to bully some trainees.
You know, working them double duty,
taking their possessions.
Tried talking to him but in the end,
I felt obliged to report it.
He blames me for his lack of promotion.
You know, the black market is his name.
He made sure life was hell for me.
In the end, I had no choice.
I had to quit.
Doubt his miles have changed either.
I'll bet he's still on
with the commander's wife.
- Let me know the minute
you find anything
in those flight details
that might be important.
- Yes, sir.
- Oh, the mystery man.
The phantom, the ghost who flies.
- Sorry.
- Well, you and lightfoot
and Chris out all day.
What gives?
- [Chris] Sorry, jimbo, I can't say.
- [Jimbo] Come on, Chris,
it's me you're talking to.
- I'm sorry, it's classified.
- I thought we were sharing all
this stuff with lightfoot.
You know, I mean, we don't
have a problem anymore.
We sorted it out.
He likes me.
- [Chris] That's not the problem.
- [Jimbo] Well, what is it?
Don't you trust me?
- Of course I trust you.
It's just that from now on,
I can't tell you everything
about what goes on.
That's just the way it's gotta be.
You don't have to check up on me.
I don't renege on deals.
- Remember, the less they
know, the safer they'll be.
- So...
- I'll try
to keep that in mind.
- What gives?
- Sorry, I can't say.
- Oh come on, not you too.
You know, you're not the boss.
You're one of us, remember?
- [Blake] I'm under orders, jimbo.
- So, it's us and them, is it?
I see.
(Pleasant music)
(Door knocking)
- Chris.
- Hi.
(Phone ringing)
It's all right, go back to sleep.
Jimbo, if this is another one
of those stupid dreams of yours...
- [Blake] No, sir, it's me, Blake.
I think I've found something
in those fuel consumption figures.
- Yeah?
- Well, given the prevailing winds
as well as the atmospheric conditions
and the amount of fuel that they took
on with the other stops...
- Blake, Blake.
You are going to get to the
point sometime before dawn?
- Sorry, sir.
The point is, as far as I can tell,
that red hill refueling stop
was completely unnecessary.
There's no reason to go there at all.
- [Chris] Well, no mechanical failures,
no emergency repairs?
- [Blake] No record of any
valid reason to land, sir.
- [Chris] Okay, we'll check
out red hill tomorrow.
Thanks.
- [Blake] So I started
thinking why they'd go there
when they didn't need to refuel.
- [Chris] And?
- Well, spud's always
had an eye for women.
I mean, not just the commander's wife.
He's like a sailor, you
know, a girl at every port.
- [Chris] So you reckon
he stopped for a quickie?
- A quickie?
- I'd say it's a good bet.
And maybe while he was away,
that's when they unloaded the rifles.
- [Chris] So the
aircraft refueled here?
- [Gavin] Suppose so.
- [Blake] Do you know how
much fuel they took on?
- [Gavin] Nah, nah.
- [Lightfoot] Do you have
records we could check, Gavin?
- Yeah, yeah, we gotta keep records.
- Well, do you reckon we could
see the log for that day?
- You'll have to talk
to nev about that.
- Well, who's nev?
- Nev Branson.
He was working that day.
He had his log book with him, probably.
- Where does nev live?
- At home with his wife.
- Thanks, Gavin.
- It's all right, nev.
Just take it easy, mate.
- [Nev] More bloody goons
coming to get me, is there?
I'll give them the same as I give you.
(Gun firing)
- Stay away.
- Who's in charge here?
- Sorry, sir.
This way.
- Sergeant, what's going on?
- One of the locals, nev Branson.
He's got his wife hostage in there.
Apparently some air force
pilot's been screwing her.
- Burbank.
(Wife screaming)
- Where's spud?
If he's not here in the
next five minutes,
she's gonna get it, I swear.
- That rifle he's got is an m16.
- [Wife] No.
I'm sorry.
- Shut up.
- Look, nev, we don't want
you doing anything stupid.
Howard, can you get a fix on him?
- [Howard] No go, sarge,
the woman's in the way.
- You got it coming.
- Don't kill him, whatever you do.
I must talk to him.
- [Nev] You're not gonna
bring him, are you?
- He's coming, nev.
- Don't screw with me.
- Go on.
- No one screws with nev Branson.
- He's coming, nev, just be patient.
- I'm sick of being
messed with, you hear me?
I'm sick of it!
- [Howard] Sorry, sarge.
Unless he comes out just a bit more.
- Listen, sergeant,
it is in the interest
of national security that I interrogate
that man as soon as possible.
Now I want you to help me to do that.
Is that clear?
- [Howard] Almost got him, sarge.
Just a bit more. - Don't screw with me.
- The suspect is not to be eliminated.
I repeat, the suspect is
not to be eliminated.
Just disable him.
- Why?
(Gun firing)
- He shot her.
- [Howard] Got him.
I can take him.
(Gun fires)
- [Lightfoot] Don't kill
him, I want him alive.
- Stay there.
- Don't move.
- Stay where you are.
- Put that gun down.
- Don't move.
- Stay there.
- Stay there, mate.
- Don't move.
- Tango whiskey Sierra,
this is big sky base.
- Big sky, this is tango whiskey,
eta into mascot 15 minutes.
That's a full 43 minutes faster
than normal for the Melbourne run.
And make sure Chris
knows that, will you?
- How'd you manage that?
- Oh, I just left out one of
those pesky refueling stops.
- What?
- Chris is leaving me out of
the heavy stuff at his peril.
I think this will show him who's
still top gun around here.
Numero uno.
Oh, the king is not dead.
Thank you very much.
- Jimbo, the tower has
just notified us,
and that's why I'm calling you.
A jet has stalled on the runway.
They're stacking planes.
You're gonna have to wait
20 minutes before you land.
Have you got enough fuel?
- Um, yeah.
No problem, big sky.
(Nervously chuckles)
- Tell me what happened.
I promise you, he'll suffer for it.
What happened to the guns then?
- [Nev] I loaded them into
another plane this morning.
- Which plane?
- I don't know.
Some charter plane.
- Which company?
- Sky lane, I think.
But when I found out what he was doing,
I kept one of the guns
to deal with him.
Bastard.
- Did spud say where the
guns were meant to be going?
- Nah, I don't know.
- I'm gonna have to go back
to the air force base.
I'll need to use your radio.
I've finished with him.
- You get that bastard.
Remember, you promised.
- Don't worry.
I'll get him.
(Door buzzing)
- You and your stupid ego.
Now just call the tower and
get an emergency clearance.
- I don't need to.
- Yes, you do.
You must be down to fumes by now.
- Look, I can easily last another...
(Alarm blaring)
That's funny, the little light...
(Rotors whirring)
- [Pilot] Listen, jimbo,
call them in or else I will.
- Yeah, all right, all
right, tango whiskey.
Tower, this is tango whiskey Sierra
requesting emergency landing clearance.
- [Tower] Tango whiskey Sierra,
you are cleared to land on runway 16.
(Alarms blaring)
(Tires screeching)
- Tango whiskey Sierra,
this is big sky base,
jimbo, are you okay?
Tango whiskey Sierra,
this is big sky base,
jimbo, are you all right?
- [Jimbo] Tango whiskey,
yeah, it's okay.
- Thank god.
You idiot.
- I don't know what
you're talking about.
I haven't got a deal with anyone.
- I've just seen a
woman shot and killed
by one of those guns you're smuggling.
Right now, son, you are
in serious trouble.
But tell me where the
rest of the guns are
or I will make sure you are
charged for every death
or injury caused by those weapons.
- It's not my gig.
I'm not the one running
the whole thing.
- Tell me who is.
(Militaristic music)
(Plane whooshes)
Briggs.
- [Cop] Let's go, sir.
- Next.
The guns are waiting at the wharves
for a container ship
that sails tonight.
Yeah, golan, lightfoot.
I'll need 10 feds down the city docks.
- [Chris] You must be pleased.
- About spud?
Yeah, I suppose.
It doesn't change anything, you know?
I'd still like to be in the air force.
No offense.
- You take your victories
where you can.
(Whimsical music)
(Car horn honks)
Jimbo, I have had a gut full of this.
How difficult is it to fly an aircraft?
- Yeah, don't think I can't see it.
You get rid of me while you're
grooming jetboy for the job.
Yeah, but when it comes to
landing a plane with no engine,
who's it gonna be, huh?
- So you think you have to prove us.
- Secret missions.
Covert operations.
Don't think I can't see it, Chris.
I'm not waiting for a bullet
to the back of the head, you know?
If you wanna let me go,
just tell me to my face.
- Jimbo, I've explained to you
there are certain aspects
of this contract with lightfoot
that I cannot divulge to you right now.
- Why?
What's so different, what's changed?
I don't like it, Chris.
I don't like what's
happening to this place.
- Well, it's a decision I've made
and we're all gonna
have to live with it.
What?
- Can I have a word?
- Yeah.
Look, if you think you're
getting the boot,
you're not, all right?
- Um.
That's kind of what I
wanna talk to you about.
- 10 crates of m16s were found
aboard the Magellan ace
a short while ago, bound for png.
- I thought you said 20
crates were missing.
- There were.
Unfortunately, I've been
unable to locate the rest.
But I'm satisfied that
those at the docks
have no idea what's going on.
- [Leader] And what about
the air force officers?
- Well, they've no reason to
conceal information from me.
I think we should go back
to the original owners of the goods.
- You mean the army?
- This has been some day.
- [Scotty] So what do you reckon?
- 10 weeks?
- It's just so I can
do the bridging course
of maths and physics so I can get
to the bachelor of aviation
studies next year.
- So you want 10 weeks to study
so you can qualify for a three
year full-time course at uni
and you want me to hold a job for you
that you mightn't even come back to?
- Well, I...
- That's a big ask, Scotty.
Now obviously, I don't wanna lose you.
But I also understand that you
wanna make a go of it at uni.
The trouble is I don't
see how you can do both.
- Chris, Mr. spooky just called.
He wants you to fly him somewhere
but he won't tell me where.
- I'll think about it.
You better have some good news for me.
I've got pilots trying to walk
out left, right, and center
and I'm trying to remember
why keeping them in the dark
is such a good idea.
- We found some of the guns
aboard the Magellan ace
bound for Papua New Guinea.
- Some guns?
What about the rest?
- No idea.
I gotta talk to Ellison again.
- So it's back to pendley.
(Militaristic music)
- [Soldier] They have arrived, sir.
- [Lightfoot] We found 10
crates in the container ship
at the Sydney docks.
- That is good news.
- That still leaves 10 crates missing.
- Perhaps the Magellan
ace wasn't the only ship
transporting the weapons.
- Every ship was searched.
I can assure you.
- Well, thanks for all your hard work.
I'll continue the
investigations from here.
You sure that those air force
blokes told you everything?
- Absolutely.
Briggs can't have planned
this by himself.
I think there's someone higher
up pulling the strings.
- They could be in the air force too.
- I think you got a rat
in your ranks, lorrie.
Better watch your back.
- [Ellison] Yes, yes,
thanks for the warning.
- I am going to continue
my investigation
and see what I can find out.
- No no no, you leave
that matter to me.
You've done enough already, sir.
- Well you know me, I don't
like to leave a job unfinished.
- Yes, well this time, I'm
afraid, you'll have to.
Look, I thought there was little hope
of finding any other
weapons, to be honest.
- Please don't underestimate
my abilities, sir.
- Yes, well, I certainly
won't do that again.
You can count on it.
- [Chris] For somebody who's still got
40 weapons unaccounted for,
he didn't seem too keen for
you to continue the search.
- [Lightfoot] He knew the name
of the ship the weapons were on.
- Thanks, fellas.
Somebody told him?
- I'm the only source of
information back to Ellison.
I never mentioned the Magellan ace.
- Unless he's involved,
but he can't be.
He was the one that asked you
to investigate in the first place.
- [Rosie] Are you sure?
I mean as long as you're doing this
for yourself and not for me or my dad.
- No.
It's time to move on.
I feel it.
- But?
- It's just this place.
It's been the most important
thing in my life for years.
- It's not too late
to change your mind.
- I don't need to.
- Better go make the big
announcement, then.
- There's one thing I wanna do first.
- Is the whole flight
gonna be this rough?
- Could be.
Hard to predict the road some nights.
(Plane rattles)
Looks like you're not
the only one suffering.
Plane's falling to bits.
- I hope that thing's not supposed
to be attached to anything important.
(Ominous music)
- [Chris] It's wired to the altimeter.
We reach a certain height...
- How do we land?
- Then we got three choices.
We risk a landing.
We fly around until we run out of fuel.
Or we ditch the plane and jump.
- What if there's a timer as
well as an altitude trigger?
No, jumping's the only way.
You got parachutes?
- Do you know how much it costs
to replace one of these?
- Oh yeah.
You'll be compensated.
- Mayday, mayday, mayday.
This is November kilo foxtrot.
- I thought you wanted
to fly the big planes.
- Well, you said yourself,
it could take years.
Maybe not even happen at all.
- Could take years to do this.
- Yeah, but see by the end of it,
I'll have something
definite to show for it.
- And how are you gonna
live up until then?
You're giving up your
only source of income.
- I can do other jobs.
Part-time, I've done it before.
Digging ditches, pulling beer.
- Look, I can see you're
serious about this.
And I admire your initiative.
But bachelor of aviation
studies, it's a tough subject.
- Hey look, I'm no idiot.
Look, I did bloody well on my hsc.
The only reason I didn't pass
maths is because my mum died
two days before the exam.
Look, I'm not doing this
to impress you, okay?
And I don't need your
permission to be with Rosie.
I just don't want you
spending all your time
looking down your nose at
me and making her unhappy.
Look, I love her.
I'm just trying to make
something of myself.
Look, if you still got a problem
with me, I'm sorry, mate.
- Copy that, November kilo foxtrot.
What's your location?
- We're about 50 kilometers south
of pendley air force base.
- [Air traffic controller]
Set your autopilot due east.
Head the aircraft out to sea away
from any population centers.
We'll notify all the planes and
rescue services in the area.
- Headed due east.
- Good luck.
- November kilo foxtrot.
Okay.
Now, we gotta go.
- Yeah, Chris, it's all right.
I've done this before.
- You're kidding me.
- Once or twice.
About 20 years ago.
- All right.
Ready to go? - Yep.
I'm a bit rusty.
- Don't worry.
It'll all come rushing back to you
once the ground comes up at you.
- Do you know that I'm the
one you're leading, jeez.
- [Shay] Okay, drinks are on me.
We have to toast Scotty.
- [Jimbo] Why, what's going on?
- I'm leaving.
- What, do you have champagne
every time you leave the pub?
- What do you mean you're leaving?
What do you mean, what's leaving?
- I'm leaving, leaving.
I decided I wanna go to uni.
I thought it was a good
time to make some changes
and move on, do some other
things with my life.
And I thought that since Rosie
and I were moving in together...
- Wow, you're moving in together.
Congratulations.
- Thank you.
- Yeah.
- Gah, kinda makes me very sad.
We're gonna miss you.
To Scotty.
- To Scotty.
- Toast it.
(Glasses clinking)
- Where's Chris?
(Explosion booms)
- [Chris] You okay?
- [Lightfoot] Ah, I think
I buggered my leg.
Where are we?
- I don't know.
This looks the best way out.
Must've been those guys hanging
around the plane at pendley.
Otherwise, I would've
found the bomb earlier.
- Ellison.
Lorrie Ellison planned it.
He knew we'd be flying
over remote country.
Mid-air explosion, wreckage everywhere.
Very difficult to prove.
Foul play.
When the theft of the
guns were discovered,
he just felt he had
to act appropriately,
hoping like hell that none
of the guns would be found,
and we found the guns.
- What happens when he
finds out we aren't dead?
- I'll deal with the bastard.
- Still doesn't explain what
he wanted the guns for.
- Yeah, well we'll
probably never know that.
- So this is what it's like
living in the shadows.
- You're not having
second thoughts, are you?
- Bit late for that.
(Tense music)
(Clock ticking)
- Hi, it's me.
You're gonna have to wait.
Well, the whole department's
under inspection.
It's too risky.
Don't call me.
I'll call you.
Yeah, okay, bye.
- Is everything all right?
- Yeah.
Oh, I didn't mean to wake you up.
It was just one of my staff.
Night shift.
I just wanted to make sure
everything was okay at work.
Why, you jealous?
- I just wanna make sure, I guess.
(Pleasant music)
♪ Oh ♪
♪ oh ♪
♪ oh ♪
♪ oh ♪
♪ oh ♪
♪ oh ♪
(Upbeat music)
(Digital tones)
- What is this?
What are you doing hanging
around my house, spying on me?
- If I tell you what you wanna
know, everything will change.
You ready for that?
- Try me.
- Maybe it's changed already.
(Tense music)
- [Chris] Why the hell
would anyone bug my phone?
- You work for me, I have enemies.
I know things.
I have secrets.
Once you know those secrets,
you won't be able to
confide them in anybody.
Not the other pilots, not your
friends, not grace Mitchell.
Yeah, I know she's been part
of your attempt to find out about me.
No more, Chris.
- I can trust grace.
- [Lightfoot] Can't afford that,
it's too risky, it's too dangerous.
- [Chris] What kind of life is this?
Why do you do it?
- To make a difference.
To do something for the
future of my country.
That's something I believe in.
That's my reward.
- I've got other people to consider.
My family, friends, my pilots.
- The less they know,
the less likely they are
to become casualties.
- They already are.
They've been shot at, they've
been chased, sent bombs.
- [Lightfoot] You won't be putting them
into any greater danger
than they are already,
only yourself.
- And you can guarantee that?
- As much as I can guarantee anything.
And if you're not up
to it, I understand.
Most people aren't.
I wouldn't ask you if I didn't
think you were capable.
- What are you gonna say
next, my country needs me?
- Is patriotism important to you?
- As long as it affects
me and nobody else.
- Your silence is their protection.
- Okay, I'm in.
Do I have to sign the
official secrets act?
- [Lightfoot] No, this'll do.
- In blood?
- Well, lucky for you, I've got a pen.
You were right.
Lightfoot is a codename, an alias.
So it wouldn't appear on
any government records.
I do work for the commonwealth
at a top-level organization dedicated
to the national interest.
But I work behind the scenes.
In the shadows, if you
like, because it's safer.
Now, you work for me, you've
become part of the shadows too.
(Ominous music)
(Dramatic music)
♪ Oh ♪
♪ oh ♪
♪ oh ♪
- You knew.
- About you and Scotty?
Yeah, ages ago.
I think it's great you're
moving in together.
- I'm dreading telling dad.
- So, I laid it right out.
I'm sorry, babe, I'm gonna
have to let you go.
I am a lone wolf, honey.
And lobo solo.
I got too much love for just one woman.
- No regret?
- Not at all.
I don't know why you're worried.
You know, you and Rosie will be fine.
- Can't help it.
We're telling her dad tomorrow.
- Yeah, so?
It's the 20th century, what
do you think he's gonna do?
Get his servants to give
you a damn fine thrashing?
- So, how long you been at big sky?
Couple of years now?
Any idea where you might go from here?
- I don't know, I might try out
for one of the major airlines quarter,
so learn to fly the big jets.
- I woulda thought you'd
have done that by now.
Surely there's not much you can learn
in a small charter company.
- Yeah, I guess.
- Look, I don't mean to be
nosy, I'm just interested
in what type of person you are.
What you want from life.
- I don't know, just the
usual stuff, I suppose.
Happiness, satisfying career.
- And that's what I want for Rosie.
- Yeah, me too.
- I'm sure you do.
But the thing is, jocelin
and I brought Rosie up
with the expectation that she
could be anything she wanted.
And I don't want her
held back by someone
with lower expectations than hers.
If you see what I mean.
- What?
I've got plans.
- Cancel them.
Just a few hours each way.
You'll have to falsify the logbooks.
No one's to know.
- [Grace] Grace Mitchell.
- [Chris] Hi, it's me.
I've gotta cancel dinner tonight.
- Oh.
Oh, all right.
- One of the kids is running a fever.
I said to Robbie I'd lend a hand.
- I'll be downstairs.
- Yeah.
Yeah, oh no, of course you should.
Well, maybe you could
come over afterwards.
- [Chris] Well yeah, that'd be great.
Can I give you a call?
- Okay.
All right.
Hope everything's all right.
- Yeah, thanks.
- Bye.
- [Chris] Bye.
- He did what?
Right, that's it, I'm going
over there after work and...
- I think he just wants the
best for you, that's all.
He wasn't too subtle about it,
but maybe he's got a point.
- What, that you're not like him?
That you have different values?
I already know that and I love you.
- I know, I love you too.
But he's right.
Look at how much potential you've got.
I'm not living up to mine.
- Yeah, but everyone
moves at their own pace.
That's what my dad doesn't understand.
He thinks the whole world should move
according to his schedule.
- That's a hell of a lot
better than my father
who's too damn lazy to
make anything for himself.
He just cons other people.
He never made me make
anything of my life either.
Maybe it's time I did really...
I don't wanna end up like my old man.
- You won't.
Look, you don't have to
prove yourself to me.
And especially not to my dad.
- Yeah, what about to myself?
- Pendley air force base?
- I'm meeting a contact,
major general Ellison.
- [Chris] What for?
- I don't know.
He arranged the meeting.
- That makes a change.
- He's even sending a car to meet us.
- [Drill sergeant] Come on, you lot.
Move it.
Come on, Schultz, get up to the front.
Come on.
(Ominous music)
- [Guard] Sir, you may proceed.
Straight through to the right.
- [Ellison] Lightfoot, I'm
glad you could make it.
- [Lightfoot] Good to
see you again, sir.
- [Ellison] And who's this?
- Chris manning, he works for me.
- This is classified.
- It's okay.
He's one of us.
- 60 crates of m16 automatic rifles
were loaded to kirkland air force base
near Darwin eight hours ago.
Now according to the new gun laws,
we're supposed to scrap any new
weapons we no longer need.
They were destined for a smelting plant
near Hamilton air force
base where 40 crates
arrived this afternoon.
- Where'd the other 20 crates go?
- That's what we'd like to know.
- Well, didn't the pilots
check the manifest?
- Of course, and they said
there should be 40 crates.
- [Lightfoot] Someone's changed it.
- It was unaltered.
- What about the pilots?
- We're questioning them,
but so far there's no proof
that they were involved.
- Lorrie, are you sure of the number
of crates that went missing?
- Absolutely.
Someone out there has got their hands
on 80 automatic weapons.
That's why I called you.
- Why does the me want
us to find these guns?
I would've thought
they'd be better set up
to handle this sort of thing.
- There's a fundamental flaw
of internal inquiries, Chris.
People investigating their peers
are loath to find them in the wrong.
- Well, where do you think
the guns might be headed?
- Any number of civil
wars overseas, or here.
There are plenty of local
crazies who feel castrated
by the new gun laws.
- Well, if we do find them I hope
there's not some nutter
pointing one at me.
- [Grace] I guess this
means the kids are okay?
- [Chris] Yeah, they're right as rain.
It was just a false alarm.
This looks great. - Oh, thank you.
No trouble really.
I took a course in defrosting.
No luck finding out about this
top-level secret task force
our friend lightfoot supposedly
belongs to, I'm afraid.
I've asked all sorts of people.
No one's ever heard of it.
- Yeah well, maybe Freddy
Cameron got it wrong.
- Ricks?
Nah, I don't think so.
I trust ricks.
If he's heard a rumor,
there'll be some basis to it.
You haven't told lightfoot
about our investigations
into him, have you?
- No.
Why would you think that?
- Because ever since we
got back from canberra,
I've had officials crawling
all over my department.
Auditors, internal affairs,
anyone with a reason
to poke their nose in.
I just presumed it was lightfoot's
way of paying us back
for asking questions about him.
- You know, I think we've got
much more interesting things
to talk about than lightfoot.
- I thought you were worried.
You're not gonna keep
working for him, are you?
You know you can't trust him, Chris.
- Will you just relax and enjoy it?
You know, I'm not as
hungry as I thought I was.
(Grace giggles)
- Hey, guys.
Today's runs.
Chris stuffed them for you.
- Well, how come he's not here?
- He and Mr. spooky left first thing
this morning with Blake.
- [Pilot] Where to?
- Like they tell me anything anymore.
- What, Roger ramjet's
going on a mission?
When did he get so popular?
- The guns run loaded at
Hamilton air force base.
You served there for
awhile, didn't you?
- Yes, sir.
- We feel you might be able to
use some insider information.
- [Blake] Of course.
- [Lightfoot] Is that a problem?
- [Blake] No, sir.
- Are you sure?
- If you need my assistance,
I'm more than glad to give it.
- You understand you
can't talk to the others
about anything we do today?
- Understood.
The flight logs will be
a good place to start.
The air force requires you
to keep very accurate logs
of your flights.
Might find some useful
information there.
I should be able to identify
normal air force procedures
from unauthorized actions.
- Excellent.
(Militaristic music)
- Cooley, Burbank.
In my office.
Flight lieutenant Briggs.
I've been assigned to assist you today.
- Lightfoot, manning, Wallace.
- Wallace, didn't think I'd
be seeing you again so soon.
I've laid out the flight logs
and the other information
you requested.
- [Lightfoot] What about the
pilots of the transports?
- Ah, they're waiting at my office.
- Good.
We'll compare notes later.
- Spud and cooley were
doing the flying.
- You know them?
- Yeah, I know them.
- [Spud] What did you say?
- I just told them it
was a normal flight.
What else am I gonna say?
- Burbank.
- Sir.
- Pilot officer Burbank, spud.
I understand you were
on a Hercules flight
transporting crates of rifles
from kirkland air force base
near Darwin to here.
I want you to give me a precise account
of the entire operation
from the collection
of the rifles to their delivery.
- There's not much to tell.
It was just a normal flight.
Nothing out of the ordinary.
We took off from kirkland base
at 0900 on Wednesday
the 14th as scheduled.
(Tense music)
- An unscheduled fuel
stop at red hill here.
- They should have had
enough to get back
without stopping there.
- Yeah, that's what I thought.
Could be a good reason, though,
if they hit a headwind, say.
- We'll have to compare the
fuel consumption figures
with the weather updates for that.
- Oh, they should have the
hourly updates on file.
I'll go ask captain Briggs for 'em.
- Well, well, Blake Wallace,
what are you doing here?
Well let me guess, making trouble?
- Just had to fly someone
up here, that's all.
- Oh yeah, who?
- I'm not at liberty to say.
- That'd be right.
You always go by the rules
don't you, Wallace?
I thought I'd gotten rid
of you a long time ago.
I thought I sent you
screaming with your tail
between your legs like the
mongrel coward you are.
You just stay out of my life,
Wallace, or you know what will happen.
- Better get those weather updates.
- So what is it with
you and spud anyway?
- I found out he was using his
rank to bully some trainees.
You know, working them double duty,
taking their possessions.
Tried talking to him but in the end,
I felt obliged to report it.
He blames me for his lack of promotion.
You know, the black market is his name.
He made sure life was hell for me.
In the end, I had no choice.
I had to quit.
Doubt his miles have changed either.
I'll bet he's still on
with the commander's wife.
- Let me know the minute
you find anything
in those flight details
that might be important.
- Yes, sir.
- Oh, the mystery man.
The phantom, the ghost who flies.
- Sorry.
- Well, you and lightfoot
and Chris out all day.
What gives?
- [Chris] Sorry, jimbo, I can't say.
- [Jimbo] Come on, Chris,
it's me you're talking to.
- I'm sorry, it's classified.
- I thought we were sharing all
this stuff with lightfoot.
You know, I mean, we don't
have a problem anymore.
We sorted it out.
He likes me.
- [Chris] That's not the problem.
- [Jimbo] Well, what is it?
Don't you trust me?
- Of course I trust you.
It's just that from now on,
I can't tell you everything
about what goes on.
That's just the way it's gotta be.
You don't have to check up on me.
I don't renege on deals.
- Remember, the less they
know, the safer they'll be.
- So...
- I'll try
to keep that in mind.
- What gives?
- Sorry, I can't say.
- Oh come on, not you too.
You know, you're not the boss.
You're one of us, remember?
- [Blake] I'm under orders, jimbo.
- So, it's us and them, is it?
I see.
(Pleasant music)
(Door knocking)
- Chris.
- Hi.
(Phone ringing)
It's all right, go back to sleep.
Jimbo, if this is another one
of those stupid dreams of yours...
- [Blake] No, sir, it's me, Blake.
I think I've found something
in those fuel consumption figures.
- Yeah?
- Well, given the prevailing winds
as well as the atmospheric conditions
and the amount of fuel that they took
on with the other stops...
- Blake, Blake.
You are going to get to the
point sometime before dawn?
- Sorry, sir.
The point is, as far as I can tell,
that red hill refueling stop
was completely unnecessary.
There's no reason to go there at all.
- [Chris] Well, no mechanical failures,
no emergency repairs?
- [Blake] No record of any
valid reason to land, sir.
- [Chris] Okay, we'll check
out red hill tomorrow.
Thanks.
- [Blake] So I started
thinking why they'd go there
when they didn't need to refuel.
- [Chris] And?
- Well, spud's always
had an eye for women.
I mean, not just the commander's wife.
He's like a sailor, you
know, a girl at every port.
- [Chris] So you reckon
he stopped for a quickie?
- A quickie?
- I'd say it's a good bet.
And maybe while he was away,
that's when they unloaded the rifles.
- [Chris] So the
aircraft refueled here?
- [Gavin] Suppose so.
- [Blake] Do you know how
much fuel they took on?
- [Gavin] Nah, nah.
- [Lightfoot] Do you have
records we could check, Gavin?
- Yeah, yeah, we gotta keep records.
- Well, do you reckon we could
see the log for that day?
- You'll have to talk
to nev about that.
- Well, who's nev?
- Nev Branson.
He was working that day.
He had his log book with him, probably.
- Where does nev live?
- At home with his wife.
- Thanks, Gavin.
- It's all right, nev.
Just take it easy, mate.
- [Nev] More bloody goons
coming to get me, is there?
I'll give them the same as I give you.
(Gun firing)
- Stay away.
- Who's in charge here?
- Sorry, sir.
This way.
- Sergeant, what's going on?
- One of the locals, nev Branson.
He's got his wife hostage in there.
Apparently some air force
pilot's been screwing her.
- Burbank.
(Wife screaming)
- Where's spud?
If he's not here in the
next five minutes,
she's gonna get it, I swear.
- That rifle he's got is an m16.
- [Wife] No.
I'm sorry.
- Shut up.
- Look, nev, we don't want
you doing anything stupid.
Howard, can you get a fix on him?
- [Howard] No go, sarge,
the woman's in the way.
- You got it coming.
- Don't kill him, whatever you do.
I must talk to him.
- [Nev] You're not gonna
bring him, are you?
- He's coming, nev.
- Don't screw with me.
- Go on.
- No one screws with nev Branson.
- He's coming, nev, just be patient.
- I'm sick of being
messed with, you hear me?
I'm sick of it!
- [Howard] Sorry, sarge.
Unless he comes out just a bit more.
- Listen, sergeant,
it is in the interest
of national security that I interrogate
that man as soon as possible.
Now I want you to help me to do that.
Is that clear?
- [Howard] Almost got him, sarge.
Just a bit more. - Don't screw with me.
- The suspect is not to be eliminated.
I repeat, the suspect is
not to be eliminated.
Just disable him.
- Why?
(Gun firing)
- He shot her.
- [Howard] Got him.
I can take him.
(Gun fires)
- [Lightfoot] Don't kill
him, I want him alive.
- Stay there.
- Don't move.
- Stay where you are.
- Put that gun down.
- Don't move.
- Stay there.
- Stay there, mate.
- Don't move.
- Tango whiskey Sierra,
this is big sky base.
- Big sky, this is tango whiskey,
eta into mascot 15 minutes.
That's a full 43 minutes faster
than normal for the Melbourne run.
And make sure Chris
knows that, will you?
- How'd you manage that?
- Oh, I just left out one of
those pesky refueling stops.
- What?
- Chris is leaving me out of
the heavy stuff at his peril.
I think this will show him who's
still top gun around here.
Numero uno.
Oh, the king is not dead.
Thank you very much.
- Jimbo, the tower has
just notified us,
and that's why I'm calling you.
A jet has stalled on the runway.
They're stacking planes.
You're gonna have to wait
20 minutes before you land.
Have you got enough fuel?
- Um, yeah.
No problem, big sky.
(Nervously chuckles)
- Tell me what happened.
I promise you, he'll suffer for it.
What happened to the guns then?
- [Nev] I loaded them into
another plane this morning.
- Which plane?
- I don't know.
Some charter plane.
- Which company?
- Sky lane, I think.
But when I found out what he was doing,
I kept one of the guns
to deal with him.
Bastard.
- Did spud say where the
guns were meant to be going?
- Nah, I don't know.
- I'm gonna have to go back
to the air force base.
I'll need to use your radio.
I've finished with him.
- You get that bastard.
Remember, you promised.
- Don't worry.
I'll get him.
(Door buzzing)
- You and your stupid ego.
Now just call the tower and
get an emergency clearance.
- I don't need to.
- Yes, you do.
You must be down to fumes by now.
- Look, I can easily last another...
(Alarm blaring)
That's funny, the little light...
(Rotors whirring)
- [Pilot] Listen, jimbo,
call them in or else I will.
- Yeah, all right, all
right, tango whiskey.
Tower, this is tango whiskey Sierra
requesting emergency landing clearance.
- [Tower] Tango whiskey Sierra,
you are cleared to land on runway 16.
(Alarms blaring)
(Tires screeching)
- Tango whiskey Sierra,
this is big sky base,
jimbo, are you okay?
Tango whiskey Sierra,
this is big sky base,
jimbo, are you all right?
- [Jimbo] Tango whiskey,
yeah, it's okay.
- Thank god.
You idiot.
- I don't know what
you're talking about.
I haven't got a deal with anyone.
- I've just seen a
woman shot and killed
by one of those guns you're smuggling.
Right now, son, you are
in serious trouble.
But tell me where the
rest of the guns are
or I will make sure you are
charged for every death
or injury caused by those weapons.
- It's not my gig.
I'm not the one running
the whole thing.
- Tell me who is.
(Militaristic music)
(Plane whooshes)
Briggs.
- [Cop] Let's go, sir.
- Next.
The guns are waiting at the wharves
for a container ship
that sails tonight.
Yeah, golan, lightfoot.
I'll need 10 feds down the city docks.
- [Chris] You must be pleased.
- About spud?
Yeah, I suppose.
It doesn't change anything, you know?
I'd still like to be in the air force.
No offense.
- You take your victories
where you can.
(Whimsical music)
(Car horn honks)
Jimbo, I have had a gut full of this.
How difficult is it to fly an aircraft?
- Yeah, don't think I can't see it.
You get rid of me while you're
grooming jetboy for the job.
Yeah, but when it comes to
landing a plane with no engine,
who's it gonna be, huh?
- So you think you have to prove us.
- Secret missions.
Covert operations.
Don't think I can't see it, Chris.
I'm not waiting for a bullet
to the back of the head, you know?
If you wanna let me go,
just tell me to my face.
- Jimbo, I've explained to you
there are certain aspects
of this contract with lightfoot
that I cannot divulge to you right now.
- Why?
What's so different, what's changed?
I don't like it, Chris.
I don't like what's
happening to this place.
- Well, it's a decision I've made
and we're all gonna
have to live with it.
What?
- Can I have a word?
- Yeah.
Look, if you think you're
getting the boot,
you're not, all right?
- Um.
That's kind of what I
wanna talk to you about.
- 10 crates of m16s were found
aboard the Magellan ace
a short while ago, bound for png.
- I thought you said 20
crates were missing.
- There were.
Unfortunately, I've been
unable to locate the rest.
But I'm satisfied that
those at the docks
have no idea what's going on.
- [Leader] And what about
the air force officers?
- Well, they've no reason to
conceal information from me.
I think we should go back
to the original owners of the goods.
- You mean the army?
- This has been some day.
- [Scotty] So what do you reckon?
- 10 weeks?
- It's just so I can
do the bridging course
of maths and physics so I can get
to the bachelor of aviation
studies next year.
- So you want 10 weeks to study
so you can qualify for a three
year full-time course at uni
and you want me to hold a job for you
that you mightn't even come back to?
- Well, I...
- That's a big ask, Scotty.
Now obviously, I don't wanna lose you.
But I also understand that you
wanna make a go of it at uni.
The trouble is I don't
see how you can do both.
- Chris, Mr. spooky just called.
He wants you to fly him somewhere
but he won't tell me where.
- I'll think about it.
You better have some good news for me.
I've got pilots trying to walk
out left, right, and center
and I'm trying to remember
why keeping them in the dark
is such a good idea.
- We found some of the guns
aboard the Magellan ace
bound for Papua New Guinea.
- Some guns?
What about the rest?
- No idea.
I gotta talk to Ellison again.
- So it's back to pendley.
(Militaristic music)
- [Soldier] They have arrived, sir.
- [Lightfoot] We found 10
crates in the container ship
at the Sydney docks.
- That is good news.
- That still leaves 10 crates missing.
- Perhaps the Magellan
ace wasn't the only ship
transporting the weapons.
- Every ship was searched.
I can assure you.
- Well, thanks for all your hard work.
I'll continue the
investigations from here.
You sure that those air force
blokes told you everything?
- Absolutely.
Briggs can't have planned
this by himself.
I think there's someone higher
up pulling the strings.
- They could be in the air force too.
- I think you got a rat
in your ranks, lorrie.
Better watch your back.
- [Ellison] Yes, yes,
thanks for the warning.
- I am going to continue
my investigation
and see what I can find out.
- No no no, you leave
that matter to me.
You've done enough already, sir.
- Well you know me, I don't
like to leave a job unfinished.
- Yes, well this time, I'm
afraid, you'll have to.
Look, I thought there was little hope
of finding any other
weapons, to be honest.
- Please don't underestimate
my abilities, sir.
- Yes, well, I certainly
won't do that again.
You can count on it.
- [Chris] For somebody who's still got
40 weapons unaccounted for,
he didn't seem too keen for
you to continue the search.
- [Lightfoot] He knew the name
of the ship the weapons were on.
- Thanks, fellas.
Somebody told him?
- I'm the only source of
information back to Ellison.
I never mentioned the Magellan ace.
- Unless he's involved,
but he can't be.
He was the one that asked you
to investigate in the first place.
- [Rosie] Are you sure?
I mean as long as you're doing this
for yourself and not for me or my dad.
- No.
It's time to move on.
I feel it.
- But?
- It's just this place.
It's been the most important
thing in my life for years.
- It's not too late
to change your mind.
- I don't need to.
- Better go make the big
announcement, then.
- There's one thing I wanna do first.
- Is the whole flight
gonna be this rough?
- Could be.
Hard to predict the road some nights.
(Plane rattles)
Looks like you're not
the only one suffering.
Plane's falling to bits.
- I hope that thing's not supposed
to be attached to anything important.
(Ominous music)
- [Chris] It's wired to the altimeter.
We reach a certain height...
- How do we land?
- Then we got three choices.
We risk a landing.
We fly around until we run out of fuel.
Or we ditch the plane and jump.
- What if there's a timer as
well as an altitude trigger?
No, jumping's the only way.
You got parachutes?
- Do you know how much it costs
to replace one of these?
- Oh yeah.
You'll be compensated.
- Mayday, mayday, mayday.
This is November kilo foxtrot.
- I thought you wanted
to fly the big planes.
- Well, you said yourself,
it could take years.
Maybe not even happen at all.
- Could take years to do this.
- Yeah, but see by the end of it,
I'll have something
definite to show for it.
- And how are you gonna
live up until then?
You're giving up your
only source of income.
- I can do other jobs.
Part-time, I've done it before.
Digging ditches, pulling beer.
- Look, I can see you're
serious about this.
And I admire your initiative.
But bachelor of aviation
studies, it's a tough subject.
- Hey look, I'm no idiot.
Look, I did bloody well on my hsc.
The only reason I didn't pass
maths is because my mum died
two days before the exam.
Look, I'm not doing this
to impress you, okay?
And I don't need your
permission to be with Rosie.
I just don't want you
spending all your time
looking down your nose at
me and making her unhappy.
Look, I love her.
I'm just trying to make
something of myself.
Look, if you still got a problem
with me, I'm sorry, mate.
- Copy that, November kilo foxtrot.
What's your location?
- We're about 50 kilometers south
of pendley air force base.
- [Air traffic controller]
Set your autopilot due east.
Head the aircraft out to sea away
from any population centers.
We'll notify all the planes and
rescue services in the area.
- Headed due east.
- Good luck.
- November kilo foxtrot.
Okay.
Now, we gotta go.
- Yeah, Chris, it's all right.
I've done this before.
- You're kidding me.
- Once or twice.
About 20 years ago.
- All right.
Ready to go? - Yep.
I'm a bit rusty.
- Don't worry.
It'll all come rushing back to you
once the ground comes up at you.
- Do you know that I'm the
one you're leading, jeez.
- [Shay] Okay, drinks are on me.
We have to toast Scotty.
- [Jimbo] Why, what's going on?
- I'm leaving.
- What, do you have champagne
every time you leave the pub?
- What do you mean you're leaving?
What do you mean, what's leaving?
- I'm leaving, leaving.
I decided I wanna go to uni.
I thought it was a good
time to make some changes
and move on, do some other
things with my life.
And I thought that since Rosie
and I were moving in together...
- Wow, you're moving in together.
Congratulations.
- Thank you.
- Yeah.
- Gah, kinda makes me very sad.
We're gonna miss you.
To Scotty.
- To Scotty.
- Toast it.
(Glasses clinking)
- Where's Chris?
(Explosion booms)
- [Chris] You okay?
- [Lightfoot] Ah, I think
I buggered my leg.
Where are we?
- I don't know.
This looks the best way out.
Must've been those guys hanging
around the plane at pendley.
Otherwise, I would've
found the bomb earlier.
- Ellison.
Lorrie Ellison planned it.
He knew we'd be flying
over remote country.
Mid-air explosion, wreckage everywhere.
Very difficult to prove.
Foul play.
When the theft of the
guns were discovered,
he just felt he had
to act appropriately,
hoping like hell that none
of the guns would be found,
and we found the guns.
- What happens when he
finds out we aren't dead?
- I'll deal with the bastard.
- Still doesn't explain what
he wanted the guns for.
- Yeah, well we'll
probably never know that.
- So this is what it's like
living in the shadows.
- You're not having
second thoughts, are you?
- Bit late for that.
(Tense music)
(Clock ticking)
- Hi, it's me.
You're gonna have to wait.
Well, the whole department's
under inspection.
It's too risky.
Don't call me.
I'll call you.
Yeah, okay, bye.
- Is everything all right?
- Yeah.
Oh, I didn't mean to wake you up.
It was just one of my staff.
Night shift.
I just wanted to make sure
everything was okay at work.
Why, you jealous?
- I just wanna make sure, I guess.
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