Bouwe talks about walking into the open hatch and injuring his leg. He can stand on it, but it's painful. Keeps bleeding. We see him bandaging himself below. "I always wanted to be a doctor, but not on myself; on somebody else." Fingers crossed. On deck: Carlo: Our captain is down. We might have to resort to the hacksaw. Capey: We don't have any wood to make a wooden leg. Carlo: Yeah. We'll have to give him a carbon leg.