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from somewhere, Al.

And unless it hitched a ride

on the back of a dolphin,

I'm gonna guess that

its jumping-off point

was a little bit closer

to where we're sitting.

Really, you can see that ironclad

steaming up the river? I mean, really?

Isn't it more likely that we missed it

somewhere off the coast of Virginia?

Right?

Hello?

Dirk.

I'll meet you at the boat.

No, I got the check.

Don't worry about it. I'm serious.

I know, I get it all the time.

Sit down, I'll get the check.

L'addition,

Ya-Sheikh.

My name is Dirk.

I'm looking for a boat.

And when would we be

seeing this boat?

About 140 years ago, in 1866.

Back when Labbezanga was

one of the greatest ports in Africa.

Do you know anything else?

We use events to find dates,

not dates to find events.

Well, there was a storm.

There was a great storm.

One that would have raised

the depths of the Niger

enough to allow the boat

to get here, yes.

It is written here.

Six days after the great storm,

a dark ship rode without sails

under the banner of a single star.

It was driven upriver,

never to return.

Bearing...

...death.

It brought a sickness

from here up to Gao

and bore over 300 souls to heaven.

It was believed a damnation

from Allah.

A ghost ship.

A cursed ship.

What does that mean?

- What?

- That's Arabic, Al.

Yeah. Sounds poetic.

What's it mean?

"The ship of death."

Great. Should we call Sandecker?

- No.

- What ship? Whose death?

He'd just tell us to come home.

- Sounds reasonable.

- Yeah, then I'd get a case of tequila.

Boys, we are going upriver to Gao.

All right. Rudi, you gonna run

the sonar on the riverbed?

Come on, I was hoping to meet

a girl on the Australia trip.

No, African war zone. Ship of death.

Bye.

- Got a profile.

- Another truck bumper?

Bicycle? VCR?

Sixteen degrees, twenty-decimal-zero

minutes north, zero...

Wait, hold on. It's just

some interference with the buoy.

- Al.

- Yeah, I got it.

When did you check the calibration?

I had it out of the water

three hours ago.

All right.

- Anything, Al?

- Hey, guys.

Take a look at this.

It's red algae.

That doesn't make any sense,

this is fresh water.

- I'd better get a sample.

- Yep.

It's okay, they're just looking

for Tuareg fighters.

Very well, thank you.

For you.

Join me.

Thank you.

These belonged

to General Mayenne.

Then one of them actually killed

the Comte de Vezelay.

Isn't that fascinating?

Beads for the natives, Yves.

What do you want?

Well, you know the doctors

I was telling you about?

I am afraid they're

on their way to Mali.

I thought your man was going

to take care of them in Lagos.

- Well, we had a problem.

- And now the problem is mine.

And another thing, general,

if I may say,

I am slightly concerned

your measures of containment

are losing their effectiveness.

Why? Because five or six poor souls

escaped from Mali

- And died in their beds?

- The disease spreads quickly.

And luckily, it kills quickly too.

General, I think you should control

the movements of your population.

What's that?

Are you trying to tell me

how to run my country?

You take care

of your business, Yves.

I'll take care of mine.

Of course.

- Rocks?

- Nope.

- River? Radio?

- Nope.

- Radar?

- Rudi.

- You... That's not...

- It is.

- He can't even...

- Here we go again. I spy.

- All right, something I might get.

- I spy...

- I spy with my little eye...

- Guys.

- Company.

- This is the Malian Civil Authority.

- I got it.

- Prepare to be boarded.

You are trespassing

in Malian waters.

Shut off your engine

and throw out a rope.

Hi, this is Al Giordino speaking.

Al, Sandecker. I presume you're on

your way home with my boat?

- Everyone on deck, right now.

- It's for you.

- Al, what's going on?

- Where are the doctors?

Where are they? We are looking

for the doctors.

I have to put you on hold. I don't

believe this is a normal shakedown, Al.

If you do not shut off your engine,

you run the risk of being fired upon.

The doctors. We are looking

for the doctors. Where are they?

- Where is the woman?

- I'm sorry. I don't speak English.

You are speaking English now.

No, no. I only know how to say,

"I don't speak English," in English.

- Al.

- Hi. Hold on.

Stop! Stop the engines now

before we open fire.

Whoa, hat!

- Did you get my hat?

- Sorry, it's gone.

That's my favorite hat.

- Are you okay?

- Yeah.

- Where's Dirk?

- I think he's...

Hold on.

Dirk! Dirk.

I'm gonna come in.

You jump on the front.

- You want me to jump?

- Get on the front of the boat. Got it?

- Really?

- What am I...?

- Al!

- What?

Here, flare gun.

- Signal for help?

- No, shoot them.

- Hey!

- Sorry.

Come a little closer, babe. Come.

Oh, yeah!

That is what I'm talking about.

- Are you all right?

- That was close.

- Al, pick up the phone,

- Yeah, it was.

- How about you?

- Pick up the phone,

- Glad I'm driving.

- Still there?

- I am too.

- What the hell is going on?

I shot a guy with a flare gun.

- A flare gun? What?

- Cool.

What did you... ? Did you say you

shot someone with a flare gun?

What did you... ? Did you say you

shot someone with a flare gun?

- What?

- Who?

Don't put the phone...

Rudi?

Who's shooting? Al, who's shooting?

Is someone shooting at you?

You'd better not hurt my boat,

Engine two is out.

Fourth and long, man.

What do you wanna do?

- I think we need to pull a Panama.

- A Panama. A Panama?!

- Panama?

- You think? Really?

- Yeah. Really.

- No Panama,

Somebody pick up... They're

ignoring me. They're ignoring...

Everybody's ignoring me.

Pick up the phone!

Take it. We're doing a Panama.

We're doing a Panama!

- What's a Panama?

- Navy thing.

- I didn't know you were in Panama.

- Weren't. We were in Nicaragua.

- Then why do you call it a Panama?

- We thought we were in Panama.

No Panama,

What are you looking for? Al!

Al. Al, I'm really confused.

How we doing, Al?

- Go help Dirk.

- What do I do with this?

Just go!

Down.

- Open the engine hatch.

- Okay.

Let's go, Al.

Got it.

Here, light this.

- Aren't these the admiral's?

- Just light it.

What the...?

Whenever you're ready, Al.

- Come on!

- What are we doing?

- I don't think you should be doing that.

- Okay. Drop it.

- We're good.

- Yeah?

- All right, hold on.

- Hold on.

Okay.

Al!

Hey, I need a life jacket.

Crap.

He did a Panama.

He did a Panama.

Cool.

- Is that how it worked the first time?

- Well...

...it didn't really work

the first time.

- I lost my hat.

- Again?

Yeah.

Man, is Sandecker gonna be mad

when you tell him

you lost the satellite phone.

Not as mad as when Rudi tells him

it was attached to the boat.

- Wait. Why me?

- Because we're not going back.

- Right, Dirk?

- Nope. We're going to Asselar.

- No more Texas?

- Ironclad's on hold for a while, guys.

Those soldiers weren't after us.

They were after the doctors.

I got a feeling whatever bug

Eva's chasing, it must be a doozy.

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