Those Who Wish Me Dead (2021)

[bunniefuu]

[somber instrumental music
playing]

[firefighter ]
Maintain the line!
All the way to the ridge!

[firefighter ]
Hold the line!

[firefighter ]
The wind is turning!

-We got no escape route!
-We know, get the gear!

[firefighter ]
Leo, get back here!

-Come on!
-Leo!

Fire's turned!

[screaming]

-[firefighter ] Fall back!
-[boy] Help us, please!

[exclaiming in fright]

[panting]

[doorbell rings]

[baby crying]

Morning, ma'am.

I'm with the Fire Department,
he's with Florida Gas.

Yeah, our system alerted us
to a gas leak where our main
feeds into your boiler.

Is your husband home?

He's in the shower.
Should we get out of the house?

No, this is as likely
a computer error
as an actual leak, but...

we should check to be safe.

-May we come in?
-Please, yes.

-Thank you, ma'am.
-[woman] Yeah, thank you.

Hey, how far away
is Jacksonville?

With traffic? Six hours.

Maybe more.

You got blood on your shirt.

You should change
before we continue.

Well I'd hate to take a detour.
This'll be on the news
in a half hour.

If he has any sense
he'll be on the move
already.

Uh, it'll take him a day
to get the courage,
another to plan it.

We'll be there, besides.
We don't take
unnecessary risks.

-I'm sorry.
-Happens.

Come on, bud.
We're gonna be late.

[TV newscaster]
...light winds out
of the southwest.

Expect a high
of degrees...

In financial news,
commercial real estate
continues to suffer...

-What's "obtuse" mean?
-Mmm.

Like, annoyingly insensitive.

Has a girl ever
called you obtuse?

Only your mother, son.

Were you?

It could also mean, like,
very slow to understand.

I'm pretty sure I was that.

That makes more sense.

Just tell her you're sorry
and you'll try harder.

I'm not taking dating advice
from you, Dad.
No offense.

Can girls have cooties
for one more year, please,

while I mentally prepare
for what's coming?

[female newscaster]
This is the scene
in Fort Lauderdale,

at the home
of District Attorney
Thomas Berdido,

where it is now believed
he and his family were k*lled

in what fire officials
are calling
a gas line expl*si*n.

Fort Lauderdale's
police chief
says he intends

to work closely
with fire officials

to find a definitive cause
of this tragedy,

that has cost
this community a family

and one of its most
beloved leaders.

Dad, you all right?

We're gonna be late.

-You ready?
-Yep.

Let's go.

Right over there.

[knocking on window]

Let's go.

[Connor] Jeez, Dad,
what's wrong with you?

-Dad, what are you doing?
-We're playing hooky.

I don't want to play hooky.
I have a chemistry exam
at : .

We're playing hooky!

-[cars honking]
-[tires screeching]

No! No more texting.
No phone, okay?

Just give it to me.
Give... Give me the phone!

Are you in trouble?
What did you do?

The right thing,
you understand me?

I did the right thing.

If you did the right thing,
then why are you so scared?

The great history of
smokejumpers now rests
on your capable shoulders.

With every jump you make,
every fire you turn...

-[Hannah] Look at those babies.
-[smokejumper] Yup.

Hey, top me
off here, boss.

You can't wait minutes
for the party at the bar?

Shut the f*ck up, you were
drunk when I picked you up
this morning.

That's very true.

[all chuckling]

[Ethan] Self-medicating your
way through it, huh?

[Hannah]
Oh, ladies and gentlemen.

Ethan, where do they teach you
that stare that y'all have?

Not that one. That one.
That one, right there.

-That one right here?
-[Ben] Oh, that one.

-You feel it, Benny?
-I can see it right through
your sunglasses.

Going right into
my heart, my soul.

Just a lot of hours
in front of the mirror, bud.

Oh, I bet. Mean and sexy.

Why'd they put you
in a fire tower?

Well, I'm just lucky, I guess.

-Yeah, f*ck them
and their tests.
-[Ryan] Assholes.

f*ck them.

-f*ck 'em all.
-Which tower?

, close to you.

So keep the barbecues low,
or I'm gonna have to send
in an air strike.

Right. All right, listen.

I'd really like today
to go different
than last year

and the year before that
and every other f*cking
year that came before that.

-Last year was fun.
-All right.
Last year was fun.

So, who can tell me
what the goal of the day is?

Threesome sounds
pretty good.

Or winning the lottery.

Threesome for you
would be winning the lottery.

-That's f*cked up.
-Very true.

[Ethan] The goal,
you f*cking clowns,
for the day...

-No fighting.
-[Ethan] Exactly right.

And please do not
jump off of sh*t
with parachutes, okay?

-Oh, who would do that?
-Oh, I have no idea.

I... am older now,
and...

Well, I'm older.

-Just trying to keep you alive.
-Hey, no, no, hey, hey.

Don't you worry about that.
That's our job.

You just write
the parking tickets
and we'll keep you alive.

[Ethan]
Fair enough.

-Make good choices, please.
-Oh, here's to good choices.

-[all] Good choices!
-[Ben] Now we're talking.

I'm feeling naughty.

Well, me being
the team player...

-I guess I can
help you with that.
-Oh, no, no, no.

I do not have sex with a man
I have seen sh*t in the woods.

Get the f*ck out of here.
I have the very same rule.

You don't have sex with men
who sh*t in the woods?

-Who the f*ck are you kidding?
-[Hannah] Oh, are we
being too loud?

Are we too loud, Ethan?
I'm sorry. I'm so--

-How about this?
Congratulations!
-Congratulations!

[all] Congratulations!

[Ben] Come on now.

[man] Would you
just get into this?

Could you just get
your head in the game?

Hey, do you want to
dance with the devil?

I'm gonna show you how to
dance with the devil right now,
you fucker.

-Ooh!
-Listen, the objective
is to put it in the hole.

-[Justin] That's what she said.
-I'm gonna show you
how to do it, snowflake.

Boss...
you're up, let's go.

I do nothing involving
the word "corn."

[laughs]

Oh, you coward.

[all exclaiming]

Yes!

See? That's how it's done.

-Nothing left to prove.
-[man] How can I follow that?

Give me that.
This is how you follow it.

Yeah! Yeah!

I'm not judging.
I'm just trying to understand.

That's your
f*cking boyfriend?

-Yes.
-[Vic laughs boisterously]

I can't get my f*cking
head around it.

I don't understand,
why is it so funny to you?

Oh, f*ck,
dude this is perfect!
He's f*cking vaping!

He's trying to quit smoking.
Stop being a f*cking d*ck.

-Vic! Ryan!
She's... She's doing it!
-What, right now?

She's f*cking doing it,
come on!

-Parachute!
-Come on!

You've learned nothing!

-Oh, f*ck!
-Let's go!

♪ Just b*at myself sometimes ♪

♪ To get back all those
things I lost ♪

♪ Along the way ♪

♪ To the early morning shade ♪

[Ben] Oh, f*ck.

sh*t.

I remember the landing
being softer last time.

Nope. It went
pretty much like that.

[groans]

[siren chirps]

[grunts]

What are you gonna do,
arrest me?

Huh?

f*ck.

You wonder why
you failed your
psych eval, huh?

Did you tighten these
with a f*cking torque wrench?

Oh, does it hurt?

-Yeah, it f*cking hurts.
-Good. Maybe you'll
learn something.

Hey, eyes on me.
Quit your sulking, all right?

You got yourself here.
This sh*t is on you.

f*cking earned it.

Let's go.

Here's the thing.

We both know
that had nothing
to do with fun,

and it sure as sh*t wasn't
an accident, all right?

Look, H.,
I know what
you're trying to do.

Maybe those other assholes,
they don't see it,
but I certainly do.

You know,
maybe a summer in a fire tower
by yourself do you some good.

-Maybe.
-Mm-hmmm.

Maybe I'll just jump.

Jesus Christ.

It doesn't look like
they took anything.

Toothbrushes still
in the bathroom.

[Jack] They're gone.

We need a destination.
I'll take the computer,
you take the house.

He withdrew $ ,
from his account.
He'll go dark now.

We need to know the friend
or family member
he's running to.

[Patrick] All right.

Come on.

[Patrick]
Where are you going?

Uh... How about the one
in law enforcement?

[Jack] Survival school.

This keeps getting better.

[keyboard clacking]

[Owen]
What do you know
about my job, son?

-You're an accountant.
-Yeah.

At least I thought you were.

I'm a forensic accountant,
which means...

I look for things
that don't add up.

And I found some.

The man I work for,
he was k*lled today
because of what I found.

But I still know it,
which means they're gonna...

They're gonna
come after me, too.

-We need to go to the police.
-No.

The DA has police protection
hours a day.

And where were they
this morning?

The case implicates
a lot of people, son,
people with a lot to lose.

Governors, congressmen...
We can only trust
people that we know.

You understand me?

Yeah.

[sighs]

-Hey, baby.
-Hey, you.

-How's the bun?
-Cooking.

Just, come here.

Good to see you.

-Mmm. How was your day?
-Oh, same old.

-[Allison] Really?
-Mm-hmm.

I heard
you had a little run-in
with the hotshot.

Well, she's just letting her
demons run the show,
you know what I mean?

[Allison] You weren't too hard
on her, were you?

[Ethan] Maybe I was
a little hard on her.

But you know something,
she's an assh*le.

She deserves it.

[Allison]
She's plenty hard on herself

and she probably doesn't
need any help from you.

[Ethan] Nothing like arguing
with my wife about how I spoke
to my ex-girlfriend.

Especially when
my wife takes her side.

I'm not taking her side,
I'm just not taking yours.

You are taking her side,
because I don't even
have a side.

Then you're on her side.

What is that,
like an accusation?

-Baby, are we fighting?
-[groans]

God, men are simple.

We're not fighting, babe.
Dinner's on the stove.

There's beer in the fridge.
All's right with the world.

Oh, did you feel that one?

-Uh-uh. No.
-Oh, my God, how did you
not feel that?

[chuckles]
I just didn't, baby.

-I think I know what it is.
-Hmm? What is it?

I think it's that
concrete skull of yours.

I love how somehow
it's my fault that I don't feel
the baby kicking.

Oh, babe,
everything's your fault.

-Everything is my--
-The baby is your fault.

See, scientifically speaking,
it's % my fault,
% your fault.

-Is that what you think?
-That's what I think.

-You know what I think?
-Oh, no, you're gonna
put me in a headlock?

-Uh-huh.
-Oh, no!

I think that
everything is your fault
until this kid turns four.

-We clear?
-Ah! We're so clear, baby.

We're so clear. Mmm.

-[phone ringing]
-[Ethan chuckling]

Ah!

Hello?

-Allison. It's Owen.
-[Allison] Owen!

Hey. Could I talk to Ethan?

-Um, I got a real problem.
- Okay.

Owen, how you doing, man?

Hey, Ethan. Um...
I've been better.

What's going on?

[sighs heavily]

[exhales]

[inhales deeply]

[exhales heavily]

-Hi, buddy.
-[Connor] Hey.

What are you writing?

It's for you.

It's all my secrets.

But I don't
want you to read it...
or even look at it.

Promise?

What am I supposed to
do with it?

Give it to
someone you trust.

When?

With a little luck, never.

I'm really sorry
about this, son.

You did the right thing.

Right?

Yeah.

I'm still sorry.

That's it. Thanks.

-All good?
-Yeah, good.

Wasn't sure what you needed,
so I brought options.

-Yeah, we'll take the truck.
-Roger that.

It's a lot to swallow, Ethan.
How well do you know this guy?

He was married to my sister.
The kid, he's...
He's my nephew.

-[waitress] Top you off?
-Yeah.

-Would you like some?
-I'm okay, sweetheart.

Sure you don't want
a piece of this steak?

You know I don't
eat that crap.

-Yeah.
-That sh*t right there
is gonna k*ll you.

I think I rode this
ol' bull back in the ' s.

I don't blame you for
not eating this meat.

I don't know
what you want me
to do for you, here.

Well, I'm not sure
what I want
you to do, either.

If he's telling the truth,

he needs the Marshal Service,
or the FBI.

I said the same, but...

Like, he wanted me
to call a TV station,
get a news crew down here.

Don't be calling
no g*dd*mn TV station.

-We're not trying
to invent a story here.
-All right.

You let me know as soon
as he gets to your house.

-I want to see
this guy in person.
-You got it.

We're done.

-Go, uh... stop crime.
-I'll do my best.

You know, you should...
maybe consider a salad.

[chuckles]

-Who eats salad for breakfast?
-[Ethan chuckles] Fair enough.

-[cell phone vibrating]
-Sheriff?

Your wife's calling.
Do you want to take the call?

Absolutely not.

[cicada chirping]

Connor!

Hey, Connor!

Back away from it.

[Connor] It's okay, Dad.

He's nice.

We gotta go, come on.

Connor.

[car starting]

[thunder rumbling]

Lynx lookout, copy?

[man over radio]
Copy, Lynx.
Do you see smoke?

I see thunderclouds
and -mile-an-hour wind.

Is there any precipitation
in that storm?

Lynx, keep this frequency clear
unless you see smoke.

This ain't a party line.

Copy.

Jackass.

[thunder continues rumbling]

[fire blazing]

[firefighters
speak indistinctly]

[firefighter ]
Hold the line!

[firefighter ]
sh*t! The wind is turning!

[firefighter ]
That was our exit route!

[firefighter ]
They got the wind wrong!

[firefighter ]
We're f*cking trapped!

[firefighter ] Hannah!
What the f*ck are we doing?

-Deploy! Deploy!
-[firefighter ] Deploy!

[firefighter ] Get the gear!

[Leo]
No, no, no, I ain't cooking
in this f*cking thing.

[firefighter ]
Leo! Leo, get back here!

[grunting, panting]

[firefighter ]
Leo! Watch out!

[Leo exclaims]

Hannah!
Get in your shelter,
let's go!

-[boy ] Help us, please!
-[boy ] Hey, help me, please!

-Hannah, they're gone.
-[boy] Help! Help me, please!

-They're gone!
-[boys screaming]

[screams echoing]

[sobbing]

[man over radio] Fire tower
Lynx, this is base.
You copy?

[sniffling]

This isn't a party line.

Or so I'm told.

f*ck that little prick.
He rides a scooter
to headquarters.

How you holding up?

I'm in a -by- box
on stilts
with no toilet.

I have to get out of here.

I'll call you
on the sat phone.

-Hey.
- You somewhere better?

Define "better."

Giving you
a psych eval three days
after the event was criminal.

None of us could have passed.

Forest Service
looking for someone to blame
besides themselves.

[sighs softly]

I read the wind wrong.

They read it wrong,
then told you wrong.

Not your fault.

What choice did you have?

[sighs wearily]

I should have gone to them,
and instead
I was a f*cking coward.

Then you'd be dead, too.

Well... that's our job.

Do you think about it?

Every day.

Listen, don't do
anything stupid.

There's a lot of people
who care about you.

-Yeah.
- Come on, there's me,
there's Ben...

There's me.

Hey, you see that storm cell
o'clock to the tower?

-You see that on the Doppler?
- Yeah, it should bank north.

No, it's not banking north.

Can you imagine what
Lewis and Clark must have
thought when they saw that?

Do you think
they came this way?

Right this way.
This is the Lewis
and Clark trail.

All we did was pave it.

I like it out here.

I like the space of it.

That's a good spot.

You'll have line of sight.

Time since we last saw a car?

It's six minutes.

-It's a pretty good window.
-We do it here.

[beeps]

[thunder rumbles]

Veer off, you bastard.

[lightning crashes]

f*ck me.

[grunting]

[grunts]

Vehicle approaching,
two klicks out.

Driver is female,
Montana plates.

Alfa, echo, kilo,
five, five niner.

Registered to
a Deborah Killdeer
in Red Lodge, Montana.

[thunder rumbling]

[sighs]

m*therf*cker.

-Are you gonna help?
-Absolutely not.

-Duck!
-[tires screech]

[Connor screams]

[b*ll*ts f*ring rapidly]

Ah!

[screams]

[Owen grunts]

[Owen panting]

[grunts in pain]

There's a fallen tree,
right there to the right.
You hide under that.

Don't make a sound, okay?
No matter what you see.

Creeks lead to rivers,
rivers lead to towns.

You call the news,
you call the TV station.

You give them this.

I want to stay with you.

I love you, son.

Go! Go.

[grunts]

-You all right?
-Yeah.

Didn't see that coming.

[breathing heavily]

-There's movement.
-Will this fucker ever die?

[vehicle approaching]

-We're blown.
-f*ck.

Are you okay?
Did somebody go over the edge?

No, ma'am, it's okay.
Everything's fine.

[woman gasps]

[tires screech]

[Ethan] Hey, sweetheart,
did they, uh...
they make it?

-[Allison] No, not yet.
-Huh.

Are you almost home?

Yeah, I'm like
five minutes out.

-Babe, let me call you back.
-Sure, okay. Bye, babe.

sh*t.
We left that scene a mess.

Oh, you want to clean it up?

It is what it is.
This job needed two teams.

f*cking two teams,
like I told 'em.

Fascinating where they
decide to save money.

[dispatcher]
All units, code three.
CR- at mile marker ...

-That was fast.
-That's the consequence
of losing the initiative.

Two deceased,
one white male, mid- s,

- one white female, early s.
-There's no boy.

You think they're looking down
from the street,
they can't see him?

Yes, sir. Where?

Yeah, we're en route.

En route where?

He wants to meet.

What, he's here?
Why is he here?

He's... f*ck! f*ck!

[sniffling]

[boy] Please! Help us!

[cries echoing]

[boys screaming]

[sobbing]

Hey, wait!

Hey!

Stop!

[Connor grunting]

Come here.

I'm not gonna hurt you.

Stop! Stop!
I'm not gonna hurt you.
I'm not gonna hurt you.

I want to see where
the blood's coming from.

It's not my blood.

Whose blood is it?

All right, listen.

My name is Hannah.
What's yours?

-f*ck you.
-Oh, nice.

I'm a firefighter.

I work with
the Forest Service,
and I can help you.

All right?

Talk to me and I'm
gonna help you, okay?

[both grunting]

[Hannah] All right.

Good luck!

Good luck.

Town is miles that way...

over the Continental Divide.

Have fun with that.

Wait!

Yeah?

I have a radio in a tower...
over there.

-We can call the sheriff or--
-No, not the sheriff, the news.

Can you call the news?

Yeah. Sure, I...
I can call whoever
you want.

You're f*cking fast.

Man!

-Want me to drop you closer?
-He doesn't want us any closer.

Okay.

Pull around the front.
I'll meet you there
when we're done.

-What's with the limp?
-It's nothing.

You missed the boy.

That seems unlikely.

Hmm.

We promise absolutes,
and "unlikely"
is not an absolute.

The man was resourceful enough
to make it all the way here,

so assume
he was resourceful enough
to have duplicates

of everything we retrieved
from the DA's office.

And assume
that those duplicates are
in the possession of that boy.

Assume the worst
case scenario.

Assume catastrophe and...

act accordingly.

It's a lot of risk.

That, I am aware of.

You have, what,
maybe six hours
before this thing's untenable?

I can buy us more time.

But they have to
have the stomach for it.

I will make them
have the stomach for it.

Should have been
two teams.

Hit 'em
at the same time.

What got us here
doesn't really matter,
now, does it, Jack?

-No, it doesn't.
-No, it doesn't.

It's a zero-sum game.
Treat it that way.

-Are we going to the station?
-Brother-in-law...

I think.

Maybe we get lucky.

This is a lot of risk
for a boy.

Well, they're worried
about what he might know.

And what he saw us do.

From this point forward,
we put down anyone
who sees our faces.

That's gonna bring a lot
of attention to this town.
There's enough of that already.

Give 'em something else
to worry about.

Let 'em focus on this
for a while.

Yep.

[Ethan] Allie, there's
no sign of Connor.

[Allison]
Well, are they looking?

Yeah, they're gonna set up
a search crew, but...

[brakes screech]

Ethan?
Ethan, are you still there?

[Hannah] Oh, God.

[exhales]

Let's get you warm.

You hungry?

No.

Well, you should eat anyway.

Here. Here's some...

Candy and sh*t in it. Here.

So, here's the deal, buddy.

The tower
was hit by lightning.
Everything is fried.

So we can't...

[groans in pain] Fucker.

So we can't
call the sheriff, or...

f*ck me... anybody.

We are gonna have to
hike to town.

[exhales heavily]

So I need to know whether
we should do that tonight,

or if we can wait
till morning.

Are you in trouble?

-Yeah.
-Yeah?

Anyone else in trouble?
Anyone we need
to be looking for?

Not anymore.

[sniffling]

All right.

Well...

You don't seem
much up for a hike.

My dad said if anything
happened to him,

I should find someone
I can trust.

Something happen
to your dad?

Are you someone
I can trust?

I'm absolutely
someone you can trust.

[exhales, clears throat]

[sniffling]

Where'd they find him?

On the road.

I hid under a tree.

And ran down to the creek.

'Cause creeks lead to rivers,
and rivers lead to towns.

That they do.

All right. Okay.

-Are we leaving tonight?
-We're leaving right now.

[female newsreader]
The fire has now jumped
containment break delta

and is moving
toward Highway .

Winds are north-northwest
at seven miles per hour.

We are currently at
zero percent containment...

Babe, I have been calling--

-Can I help you?
-I'm Agent Freers,
this is Agent Michaels.

Were with the FBI.
Is Deputy Sawyer here?

He's still on duty.
You can try him on your radio.

-We run different frequencies.
-Change the channel.

We spoke earlier
and he asked us
to meet him here.

Do you mind if we come in?

Yes, I do.

Show me your hands.

House is clear.

I think she's pregnant.

You pregnant?

-How many months?
-Six.

Boy or girl?

Girl.

Well, I want you to think
about her when I ask you
these questions.

You run a survival school?

Telling me the truth
is how you survive.

-Is the boy here?
-No.

-Has he been here?
-No.

-Have the police found him?
-Not that I know of
and I would know.

-But this is where he'll come?
-I don't know.

Now, that sounds like
you're telling us the truth,
Allison, but...

we have to know.

I am telling the truth.

I have to know.

I am telling the truth!

I have to know.

[sobbing]
I'm telling the truth.

Okay, my husband found him!
My husband found him!

-He's with my husband!
-Where'd he take him?

I don't know,
he didn't tell me!
But I can call him!

-I can call him!
-[Jack] Okay.

Call him.

Where's the phone?

You keep this
conversation casual.

You hear me?

Okay.

[Ethan] Hey, baby,
I'm dealing with this fire.
What's going on?

Hey, babe, how's the...
how's the boy?

- What?
-Is he hungry?

I bet he's hungry.
I'll make him something to eat
if he's hungry.

That's a distress word.
You gave him a f*cking
distress word!

[Allison screams]

You f*cking survivalists!

You wanna survive?
I'll give you something
to f*cking survive.

-You're pointing
that the wrong way.
-No, I'm not.

[Jack screaming]

[screaming]

-You good?
-No, I'm f*cking not.

f*ck!

[Hannah]
I'm a mother pheasant plucker,
I pluck mother pheasants.

I'm the most pleasant
mother pheasant plucker to
ever pluck a mother pheasant.

I'm a pheasant mother plucker,
I pluck mother pheasants.

-I'm the most pleasant
mother pheasant...
-Pleasant mother fucker...

-[Hannah] Ooh!
-[chuckles] The most
pleasant mother--

All right, break's over.

Okay, we gotta get downhill.

We're gonna take turns running.
When I say "stop," you stop.

You get down like this,
and I'm gonna run past you.

We're gonna keep switching.
Okay, ready? Go, run!

Down!

Run!

Down!

Run!

[Connor] No, no.

Please, please.

[Hannah groaning]

You got hit.

Missed me.

You got hit.

No, buddy, it missed me.

We gotta go.

He d*ed right in front of me.

[sobbing]

Let it out, buddy.
Let it out.

There's no blood trail.

-You think we got her?
-It's - ,
I couldn't see sh*t.

Ah, f*ck.

-You okay? Don't look good.
-Well, there's nothing
I can do about that now.

Go deep.

Allie?

Dispatch, this is Alpha One.
We need two more guys.

-[g*nsh*t whizzes]
-[exclaims]

Drop your w*apon!
Drop it! Drop it now!

Drop it right f*cking now!

Drop your f*cking w*apon!
Step in the road.
Step in the road.

Stop. Face away from me.

You're about to be a father.
That's the only thought
I want in your mind.

Now, very slowly,
unbuckle your service belt,

drop it to the ground,
toss it to the left.

Drop to your knees.

Allow yourself
to fall forward.

Fall forward.

Hands behind your back.

-Backup w*apon?
-Right ankle.

We have another man
with your wife.

On my word,
she will be ex*cuted.

You will not be
a father anymore.

-Do you understand?
-I understand.

According to your wife,
the boy's with you.

Now, if that were true,
there'd be a much bigger

police presence
in your yard right now.

The boy hasn't been found.

We think he was tossed
from the vehicle in the crash.

There's a search crew who was
gonna go out in the morning,

but that got called off
because of the fire.

Search is exactly what
you and I are going to do.

Jack...

You really think we should
leave that loose end?

Clock is ticking.
We don't have time
to search for both.

Okay, let's go.

Up.

[Hannah] A few years from now,
you are gonna find yourself
near a lake,

or a forest behind your house,
with some saucy blonde,

and you are gonna want
to take full advantage
of that situation.

Campfires are like catnip
for teenage girls.

And all you need
is some fuel,
some heat...

and voila!

You're swapping spit
with a cheerleader.

-Getting struck by lightning
made you weird.
-I was already weird.

You just look sad to me.

I look sad?

[sighs]

There was a fire last year
that I was in charge
of fighting.

And...

I thought the wind
was doing one thing,
and it was doing another.

So instead of fighting it,
we found ourselves
running from it.

Which is not where
you want to be.

And there were three boys...

around your age...

They got caught in the fire,
and all I could do was watch.

I watched my mother
die of cancer.

It is impossible to feel sorry
for myself around you.

I'm sorry.

Me, too.

All right. Let's just...

Let's get you warm, buddy.

-My dad called me buddy.
-Aw, f*ck.

I'm sorry,
I won't call you buddy.

No, it's fine.

You can call me buddy.

I'm warm. Let's go.

No f*cking way
the kid survived that.

Well, he ain't here.

You want to
search up the hill?

Like I said,
they'll send a team.

I'll check it out.

I'll tell you this much,
I've seen a thousand wrecks.

There's no way
somebody survives that,
let alone a kid.

Well, good.
Should be easy to find then.
So let's start f*cking looking.

[exhales]

Hey, whoa, whoa, whoa.
What was that?

Move.

Yeah, the kid made it.

Guess we're about to judge
your tracking skills, deputy.

No, I don't think
you're gonna judge sh*t.

Yeah, I think I'm done.

I think I'm gonna
go ahead, I'm...

I'm just gonna
keep my dignity.

Look, we know how this thing's
gonna end, right?

f*ck it, I know.

So let's just f*cking
do it now, huh?

Play your cards right, Deputy,
you could live through this.

[laughs sarcastically]

What the f*ck do I look like?
Do I...

I look like
the stupidest m*therf*cker
on this planet?

-Take a couple
of steps back, Jack.
-f*ck you!

You gonna
let me live, huh?

-Yeah.
-Oh, f*ck that'd be mistake.

You let me live and
I will shout your description

to anybody
who will f*cking listen.

-No, you won't.
-I'll f*cking hunt you down!

You hear this f*cking guy?
If I play my cards right, huh?

-I will f*cking k*ll you.
-f*cking k*ll me. sh**t me.

-What are you waiting for?
-Give me the word, Jack.

Come on, give him the word.
I'm gonna f*cking
die right here!

-Right here!
-Jack, give me the word.

f*ck you. And f*ck you.

Jack, move left!

[panting]

You will not talk. Ever.

You know why?

Because when
we find this boy,

I'm not k*lling him.
You are.

That's how bad I don't want
to sh**t a pregnant woman.

But you try this sh*t again,

I will f*cking
burn her alive.

-Have I made myself clear?
-Yeah.

[Jack] Yeah?

Now, track.

Move.

You okay, brother?

You're not making much sense
when you talk.

I am so f*cking
sick of this place.

-Is that a fire?
-Yeah.

And it's a big one.

We gotta go back.

I'm not going
through that again.

We can't go through that.

That eats everything
in its path.

I would have seen this
from the tower.
I didn't call it in.

They're gonna send a chopper
to figure out why.

Chopper is that way,
back there.

You don't get through that.
We're going that way.

All right?

Now.

[sighs in exasperation]

[sighs] Oh!

You.

[exhales]

[groans in pain]

[breathes heavily]

-You okay?
-Oh, yeah. I'm peachy.

[Hannah groans]

-Turn around.
-Why? I don't care.

We've shared enough today.

Come on.

Connor. Get down off the bed.

Get down off the bed.

[mouthing] Quiet.

Listen...

Those men that
came for your father,
did you see their faces?

-Yeah.
-Come here.

What?

Is that them?

That's them.

-Get under the bed.
-No. We can't stay here.

I know. Get under the bed.

Go.

Hey, how many people
stay in those?

[Ethan]
Usually one, but...

from the looks of it,
there's nobody home.

[Jack] Somebody's home.

What kind of fire watcher
leaves his cabin
with a fire burning?

What are the chances
that fire watcher
has a w*apon?

You're in the forest
of Montana,
so the chances are pretty good.

There's no tactical approach
to the top of that tower.

He'll know whoever's up there.
They'll show themselves to him.

We put them all down from here.
It's the safest play.

[Patrick] Yeah, I don't have
a better idea.

Hey, you're going
up that tower.

Boy's in there,
you're gonna bring him
down to me.

If he isn't,

start a fire in the middle
of that cabin and burn it
to the ground.

-Why burn it?
-So I know you ain't lying.

Go on, go.

Move.

[Ethan sighs]

[horse snorts]

Nobody's here!
The door's locked!

It won't be the first door
you've kicked in.

Come on, we need
some higher ground.

If you're hidden,
you stay hid.

There's a r*fle trained on me.
There's two of them
and they're both armed.

Connor, you're doing great.

You just stay there,
okay?

Don't move. Don't talk.

You got a w*apon in here, H.?

I have a pretty sharp axe.

Afraid that's not gonna do it.

I, uh...

I don't know how to
get us out of this.

The fire's gonna be here
in about an hour.
That should get us out of this.

We don't have an hour.

[sighs] f*ck.

[Patrick] I see nothing.
No movement.

He's just standing there.

I'm fading here, partner.

I know.

Wait, he's talking.

Yeah, he's talking, Jack.

[Ethan]
Get him out of here, H!

[Hannah] Run!

[g*nf*re continues]

-[Connor screams]
-[Ethan] Come on, Connor!

All right! Okay!

[g*nf*re continues]

Go, H!

-Come on!
-Go, Connor! Go!

I got you.

-[Jack] Movement! Running west!
-f*ck.

-[Jack] Take the sh*t!
Take the f*cking sh*t!
-[b*ll*ts ricocheting]

I got not sh*t! f*ck!

Okay. We move.

-[g*nshots]
-Contact, right!

That was a deer r*fle.

All right,
I'll take the sh**t,
you take the boy.

If there's even a chance
that it's her...
I take the sh**t.

All right.

Rendezvous back here.

Can you cover me?

-Moving.
-Move.

[g*n f*ring]

[exhales heavily]

[Hannah] Keep going.

Toward the fire?

Yeah, buddy.

[rapid g*nf*re]

-[g*nsh*t]
-[Jack grunts]

-[shell casings clatter]
-[Jack groans]

[Jack] Just...

stop for
a f*cking minute!

Where's my husband?

Tower.

-Is he alive?
-I don't know.

[g*n clicks]

You're out.

f*ck.

[Jack groans]

I hate this f*cking place.

It hates you back.

[Allison breathes heavily]

[Hannah] Go.

Come on.

Come on.

Come here.

Come here.

Come here.

Listen to me.

You're gonna
run a hundred yards
towards the fire.

You're gonna turn left
and you're gonna keep running
until you get to a creek.

When you get to a creek,
you find the deepest,
widest part,

-and you get in
and you lay down.
-No.

-You understand?
-No.

-I'm not--
-No, I'm not leaving you!

Hundred yards, left. Creek.

Hundred yards, left.
Say it.

-Say it! Hundred yards--
-Hundred yards, left.

-Hundred yards, left. Creek.
-Hundred yards, left. Creek.

When you get there,
what are you gonna do?

-Lay down.
-What are you gonna do?

Lay down.

Go.

Go.

[grunting]

Oh, sh*t. God damn it.

Ethan?

Hey, sweet girl.

How did you...

-Where you hit, babe?
-Yeah, I can't...

I can't tell how bad it is.

Will you check for an exit?

-Oh, God.
-Okay.

-Okay.
-Oh, sh*t.

How bad is it? Yeah.

-It ain't good, babe.
-It's okay. [shushing]

-Okay.
-It's okay.

-Okay?
-Yeah.

-Okay.
-Did you get 'em?

I got one.
I don't know where
the other one is.

You did good. All right.

You gotta
get out of here now.

-Hey.
-No, I'm not leaving you.

It's about our baby girl.

Nothing matters
if she don't make it,
you understand me?

No one makes it
through that, baby.

[breathing heavily]

[both grunting]

-[Hanna yells]
-[Patrick grunts]

Come on.

You really want
to die for this kid?

You don't even know him.

You know, if you walk away...
right now, I won't fire.

You got my word, okay?

Just walk away.

Hey! You looking for me?

f*ck you!

[Patrick cries out]

Connor, run!

[Patrick] Connor!

You're gonna hide, huh?

I'll show you what happens
when you run and hide.

When you come out,
I'll stop.

Keep hiding,
I'll keep hurting her.

You watching this? Huh?

-Don't come out!
-Shut the f*ck up!

[Connor] If I come out,
will you let her go?

No, I won't.

You know, it won't be this.
She won't suffer.

Okay.

Stop!

[Patrick] That's good.

Now, don't run.

Okay? No more running.

Can you turn around for me?

That's it, just turn around.

[Patrick screams]

[groans]

[grunts in pain]

[cries out in pain]

You okay?

[Patrick] Do it.

-Do it.
-Look.

The fire will do it for me.

-You can f*cking suffer.
-f*ck you.

Run. Run.

f*ck! [grunts]

[screaming]

They'll have planes
in the air soon.

Wonder whether
we'll still be here.

I don't know.

I love you.

I love you.

[fire roaring]

Bye, babe.

[Hannah] Run!

Come on!

Can you swim?

-[Connor] What?
-Can you swim?

Okay, listen to me.

Take a deep breath,
hold it and lay back.

Watch what I do.

[inhales deeply]

[inhales]

[inhales]

[fire roaring]

Hey.

-I fell asleep.
-I noticed.

What's wrong?

Nothing.

Come on. Let's go.

-Where are we going?
-Anywhere but here, buddy.

[plane whirring]

-Tower's still standing!
-It went right over!

I got a live body!
I got a live body!

-We jump here! Vic!
-You're green!

Go! Go!

Let's move!

I got two people!

My three o'clock, see 'em?

-It's Hannah.
-Do you see 'em?

Keep going, I got it!

Go. Go.

God damn, Hannah.

We looked it
right in the eye.

What was it like?

It was beautiful.

I didn't think
it was beautiful.
It scared the sh*t out of me.

Well, it scared the sh*t
out of me too, sport.

Take a look at that cut.

Got to win one, I see.

Thanks.

Jesus Christ.
The f*ck happen here?

-I got one on the right, now.
-I got it, I got it.

Hey, hey, hey, sit down.
Sit down, honey.

Allison, look at me.
Hey, look at me.

-Come on, now.
-[Vic clicks tongue]

We need a medevac.

Manifest - .
I need a medevac
to my location.

Target my beacon, please.

[female dispatcher]
Roger that, - ...

There's no rush.

Okay.

[helicopter whirring]

Is it coming back for us?

Yeah, buddy,
it's coming back.

It's past the tents,
near the mobile medical unit.

Truck. It's a big white truck.

[Hannah] Mmm!

-You eat these?
-Three meals a day.

No wonder you're so skinny.

I'm lean, buddy. I'm lean.

[Hannah exhales]

-What happens next?
-Well, you do the interview...

No, I mean after that.

I mean tomorrow.
Next month.

Where am I gonna go?

I don't know.

But I promise you...

we're gonna
figure it out together.

Yeah, we're here, on site.

-Here we go. Let's go.
-All right. All right, yeah,
we got this.

-[woman] Got it?
-[man] Yeah.

♪ The storm's coming down ♪

♪ You're my lighthouse ♪

[sniffling]

♪ You save my soul ♪

♪ You keep waiting on me ♪

[firemen chattering]

♪ Can't keep waiting on me♪

♪ Why you waiting on me? ♪

♪ I'm gone ♪

♪ You keep waiting on me ♪

♪ Can't keep waiting on me♪

♪ Why you waiting on me? ♪

♪ I'm gone ♪

♪ You keep waiting on me ♪

♪ Can't keep waiting on me♪

♪ Why you waiting on me? ♪

♪ I'm gone ♪

♪ I'm gone ♪

♪ I need you now ♪

♪ No other♪

♪ Go ahead, get loud ♪

♪ Like thunder ♪

♪ The storm's coming down ♪

♪ You're my lighthouse ♪

♪ You save my soul ♪

♪ Magenta sky in the morning ♪

♪ Less gentle by noon♪

♪ Means the whitecaps
will surely♪

♪ Kick the heel of the moon♪

♪ The stars
they're like ivory♪

♪ Placed there
to guide me home♪

♪ And I need you now ♪

♪ No other ♪

♪ Go 'head get loud ♪

♪ Like thunder ♪

♪ The storm's coming down ♪

♪ You're my lighthouse ♪

♪ You save my soul ♪

♪ You save my soul ♪

♪ You save my soul ♪

♪ You keep waiting on me ♪

♪ Can't keep waiting on me ♪

♪ Why you waiting on me? ♪

♪ I'm gone ♪

♪ You keep waiting on me ♪

♪ Can't keep waiting on me ♪

♪ Why you waiting on me? ♪

♪ I'm gone ♪

♪ I'm gone ♪

[instrumental music playing]