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- I'm sure we're not far off.

- I'm glad you're sure of it, George.

- Oh, shit! Hold on! Hold on!

- Oh, sweetie.

- Everyone all right? You okay?

Okay? Everyone okay?

You all right? Okay? - Yeah.

- Sit back, sit back.

Fuck, I think we're stuck.

- Oh, shit.

- How're you doing? Hey...

you mind just putting that down?

- Sorry. - Thank you.

- Where's the buck?

- Will you guys cool it in front of my kid, for fuck's sake?

- Kim, Kim. - Excuse me, ma'am.

We've been after that buck for eighteen hours.

- I don't fucking care! - Kim, Kim, Kim.

- We just had an accident, and you don't fire your gun fifteen

fifteen feet in front of my fucking car! - Kim, cool out. Cool out!

- Yeah Kim, cool out. - Hey! Listen, look!

We're a little shook up. Kim, just cool out for a minute.

Can you tell me-- - Goddamn it!

- Kim, cool out, sit in the car.

Check on Miles.

Can you tell me who I can call in town to get a tow?

Nobody open this time of night.

- That's just not true.

Can you tell, can you tell me the next big town?

Is there anywhere closer than Danbury?

- Hey, one of these antlers is cracked, Otis.

- That guy's a real treat.

- Did, did, did they tell you who to call?

- No. Let me see the map.

Fuck!

- This is a bummer, right?

- Yeah.

- Were you scared when we hit that deer?

- Yeah. - You okay though?

- Yeah. - Yunno, some people out here

uh, hunt the deer and, and they catch the weaker ones

who wouldn't survive the winter, that's the idea.

But it's sad.

- Poor deer. - Yeah.

- Shit.

- I'm about uh, twenty miles south of Danbury.

Um, I just passed a bridge,

Shadow Ridge? Shadow Creek? Something...

Shadow Creek.

- Your daddy's gonna...

Daddy's gonna get us a tow outta here.

Right, Dad?

I said it was a mile after that bridge

on Shadow Ridge, right? - Yeah, sounds right.

- Said half an hour.

- Okay. Then I'm gonna make us all dinner.

Right? Hoo!

- Yeah?

- The antler on that deer is busted because of you.

- Uh, well, uh, I'm sorry for that.

You know, I wish it hadn't happened that way.

That all you got to say?

- Yeah, yeah. I think we should just leave it at that.

- Is that right?

- Excuse me, can I, uh...

Excuse me, excuse me.

Can you step away from the car, please?

Can I, uh, can I ask you your name?

- Otis. - Otis?

My name is George, and I'd like you to please

stay away from the car, if you don't mind.

My family's very upset. We just, we want to wait here for our ride.

Now, I'm sorry about the deer.

But yunno, it was an accident, there's nothing we can do about it.

I don't know, I don't know how I can be any clearer.

- Rack of antlers like that worth a lot of money.

Hey, hey Otis, I'm gonna go get the truck.

Otis, I'm going to get the truck.

Otis, what do you say?

- I say it's my deer and this guy busted an antler!

- Hey Otis, that ain't right, man. We gotta talk about this.

- That's right, Billy made the first hit, so I don't know if it's yours.

- The fuck with that. I had the fatal shot.

- Billy wounded him. This guy took him out.

And... you did the mercy killing.

- Mercy killing.

- Excuse me.

Guy's a piece of work.

Good shot, man.

- Man, that guy's got a problem.

Goddamn.

- Are you dead or alive?

Alive.

Are you famous?

Yes.

Are you...

in showbiz?

- Yes.

- What? It's like a farewell butt, right? - Yeah.

- Madonna? - No.

- Courtney Love? - No,

c'mon, you have to keep asking me questions.

Spice Girls?

- Don't just assume I'm a woman.

- I think this is our ride.

What's he up to now?

- Coulda saved you some trouble. We got this.

- Are you the one that called? - I called. What are you doing?

- I'm getting you out of that ditch. You could've asked.

- No, no, no, no, no.

- Looks like you got yourself a friend for life there, mister.

What are you, uh, you goin' up to the Stooky place?

I guess you were right, Otis.

- Hey y'all from the city, huh?

Yeah, it's okay.

- You wanna give it a go, Billy?

- Wait. Just wait. Wait a minute. Wait.

- Stand back. - Relax.

- Here we go.

Here we go.

- Okay, okay. Thank you.

There it is.

Whoo!

- It's uh, forty dollars just for coming up here.

I won't charge you for the tow. - Thank you.

- I'l only charge you twenty.

- I'm not paying you anything.

- Well! Look who's got a bug up his ass.

- Listen, I didn't ask-- I didn't ask for your help.

I'd already called for the tow. You knew that.

- I knew what?

- Listen, I'm not doing this. I'm not! This is ridiculous.

- I don't think I understand what your problem is, George.

I really don't. - Here.

- Well, somebody's got some manners around here.

Thank you, Kim. - George, let's go.

- I make a point of pissing in your drinking water once a week.

New York City reservoir just a mile from here.

- That's nice. - Don't say anything, just drive.

- I drink bottled water anyway. What a prick.

- Whoo!

- It should be to the left. There's a bridge.

- Bridge? Only Richard would have a bridge.

Here we go Miles, over the moat.

The moat to the castle.

Richard and Annie's mansion.

- Yeah. It's a tan house, isn't it?

Oh, it's beautiful. Well, of course,

it's Richard and Annie's house.

- Whoo-oo... Richard and Annie's house.

George, shush.

- See babe, not even a dent. Built to last.

- Lap of luxury, George.

- Hey, Miles, look at that.

Huh? - Hmm.

Looks pretty old, Dad.

Come on.

Let's go, Miles.

Whew, it's cold. It shouldn't be so cold.

- There's a draft. You feel it? - Yeah.

I'll turn the heat on.

- Okay.

Wanna unpack your bag?

- Dad?

Are you okay?

- Uh yeah, I just found...

- What?

- Um, the window was broken.

Go find some, um, cardboard and some tape.

Ask your mother.

- Oh... okay.

- Dad? - Yeah?

Were you scared before?

- Maybe I was more shook up than I thought

by that thing on the road, you know?

That's better, right?

Hey, Miles, why don't you go get the cards?

- Dad...

- C'mon go get 'em, we'll have a quick round.

Alright. So...

Pick a card, any card.

Ha! Da-dum-dum-dum. Da-dum-dum-dum.

All right. "Together."

- Hmm. T-o0...

g-e-t-h...

- Yeah? - I don't know.

- Come on, come on, try.

- Hmm, e-r?

- Good, yeah, good. Exactly, good.

Remember, it's basically "to get her."

See what I mean? Alright, okay.

So let's see what's next.

It's "separate. This is a tough one.

I can't even spell this one every time.

In fact, if you get this, you'll be top of your class.

You'll rule. You will rule.

Come on, try.

- S-e...

- p... - Uh-huh?

- Hmm. - Where ya going, buddy?

- a-r...? - Yeah?

a-t-e.

- Good for you. Nice one. Well done.

All right-- Ooh hoo-hoo-hooo.

Toughie, toughie.

"Onomatopoeia."

- I don't think so. - Alright, alright, alright.

"L'chaim."

- Dad! - Alright, alright, alright.

"Appetite, appetite."

"Appetite." - Come on, Dad. We did two.

- Come on, try "appetite." "Appetite," what's wrong with that?

You can do that. - Dad!

- All right, all right. Go on.

You're no fun.

Nice going, kiddo.

What if you're sitting in your living room

and a bullet flies through the window?

I mean, who do you call?

- I'm just so glad we don't have Star anymore.

She looked just like a deer.

- She wouldn't have lasted ten seconds out here.

- I miss Star. - There's no TV.

Well, you got those cool books there, Miles.

There are videos, aren't there?

- Nothing good.

- Well nothing you've heard of, sweetie. Let's build a fire.

- Cool!

- Richard said there'd be some wood in the shed out back.

- Miles,

let's go get us some wood.

- Yeah!

Come on, bud.

Okay, help me find some kindling.

You know how to use an ax?

Huh? - Mm-hmm.

- Okay, first you've got to get it balanced.

Cut it right there in the hole.

Holy moly!

Careful, Miles!

Ay-yi-yi!

- They let me use this road to pass through.

- Dad?

Is that him? - Shh, shh.

- He didn't get to keep the deer.

- Goto your mom.

- So he just drove across?

- Just drove right by.

I don't understand why Richard would let anyone

drive across the property.

- Maybe Richard, or maybe Annie,

wanted to seem neighborly so they let him.

I don't know.

- I think Annie and Richard never come up here.

That's why they're so generous with their keys.

- It was Annie's thing anyway.

I knew Richard's interest would fade.

He needs to be in the center of it all.

- Yeah, who wants to retire to the country when you're young?

- It's called an inner life, George.

- Just 'cause you don't approve of my inner life

doesn't mean I don't have one.

- Ooh.

- Besides, didn't he have some weird incident up here,

and he just stopped coming up for a while?

- I don't remember that.

- Maybe he just told me about it.

- What was it?

- Dunno, some incident. I guess I don't remember.

Probably had to do with that guy driving across the property.

- Annie would've told me about something like that.

How you doing, Miles? You liking the pasta?

- Mmm, it's okay.

What's the matter?

- Mm, nothing.

- C'mon, what is it?

- That man knows where we live.

- Miles, don't worry sweetie.

I know I got angry with him

outside the car,

but he was very excited because he was chasing that deer.

It's really okay to hunt if you're getting in tune with nature.

- Don't feed him that sack of shit, Kim.

That guy was demented. - George.

Your father exaggerates, you know that.

It's nothing to worry about, Miles.

Yunno, your mom can be very fair and even-headed,

which is cool, right?

Except you don't want to be a softie, either.

You got to be wary of people like that guy.

They can be bad news.

- No, queen! King! King, king!

- Okay, okay. - Jack.

- Oh, five!

- Five, six, seven, Six--

- No, no, eight! Wait, wait, wait.

- Nine, five, five, three... - Jack, Jack.

- Victory! - No, no. You!

- Dad cheated! - I did not.

- We have to let your father win. - Hey, hey, hey.

Hey, you. Hey, you.

- Okay Miles, come on.

To bed. - To bed, to bed, to bed.

- One more game, please?

- No, come on. Up you go. - To bed, to bed.

- [Kim What'd you draw?

- Oh, nothing.

- Okay.

- Okay? - Okay.

- No one there.

No one there? Okay...

And no one there.

Woo-hoo!

You're safe.

- Mom? - Yeah?

- Do you think that deer had a little family?

- Oh, Miles...

don't think about that, sweetie.

That's just really sad stuff that happens sometimes.

But yunno, in nature

things like that happen, and then all the animals,

they just adjust. There's a balance.

Think about that, okay?

- Dad...! - Dad!

- It's not funny.

- Good night, kid.

- Night, Dad.

- Leave it open. - will, 1 will.

- Leave the hall light on. - Shh-- go to sleep.

- Can you tell me a little more about "sack of shit"?

- What?

- Talking to Miles like that at dinner?

- Oh.

It was a bit harsh, I guess. - What's the matter, George?

- Ah, I dunno, I can't put my finger on it.

- I mean, is it the reshoot? Are you just pissed off you're here?

- Aw, no, no, babe. That's not it at all.

- Huh-uh. - This is nice.

- What is it? - I don't know.

- Yeah...? Hmm?

- Those fucking guys. - Out on the road?

- Yeah. - What about them?

- I just felt the abyss between us--

me and that guy with his shotgun.

- That wasn't a shotgun, but anyway...

- And he had a pistol.

- Did that threaten your manhood?

- Mmh, yeah. I guess it did, Dr. McLaren.

- Well, it's very archetypical

for the civilized man

to feel threatened by the man of the country.

- That one guy, he just seemed like--

I mean, how do you get through to someone like that?

- George. - Aaah.

- George? - What?

- We have ways of restoring confidence in men with...

- With emasculation problems?

Ah, really? Perhaps you should show me?

- Exactly. - Ahh...

Perhaps you could show me, doctor? - Yeah.

- Oh yeah.

- This could take a while. - Ooh, I hope so.

- We'd like to start...

with a full checkup.

- Hey, you.

Ho, ho, ho.

Wow, is this to impress your clients?

- No, my clients aren't privy to this information.

- Oh, really? 'Cause I think this one would cure them all.

- Shhh.

- Is Miles in bed? - He's fine.

Miles?

Are you there?

- Mom?

I'm scared.

- Shh. It's okay, honey.

Dad and I are right here.

Try to go back to sleep.

- Anyway, Stefan's gonna stick to the prenup,

and he's not gonna budge.

- He's got a right to be pissed. She slept with his best friend,

who happens to be his accountant too. I mean, c'mon.

- She's not gonna ask for money, she just wants out.

- No, she's going to take him for all he's worth.

You're sweet to be naive on this one, but no.

- Well, alright, maybe you're right.

It's pretty tacky.

- If there's any justice, she'll be hit by a bus.

- Doesn't work that way, George.

Here we go.

- Outstanding.

Hey, who wants to go into town with me after breakfast?

- I do. - Me, too.

I need curry if I'm going to make that casserole.

- We must have curry.

Is very very important.

Must have the curry. - Dad.

- I like the curry.

- I cook the meanest curry this side of Delhi.

Gotcha!

One,

two!

Think that guy really pees in the reservoir?

- Shush, George.

You're gonna get Miles all excited talking about pee-pee.

We're gonna go in this store, you want to come?

- No, I'm going to go get the milk and curry.

What'd you say, olive oil?

- Something for Miles to drink, too.

What should I get him?

Something he'd like, George.

- Okay, okay. Cool it, baby.

- Fruit juice or something.

- All right. I'll pull the car around.

I'l meet you right here. - Okay.

- You like that?

It's okay, you can talk to me.

- Mm-hmm. - Do you know what it is?

- Wendigo.

- Wendigo? - Wendigo.

- What's a Wendigo? - A Wendigo is a mighty,

powerful spirit.

What's it look like?

- It can take on many forms.

Part wind, part tree,

part man,

part beast.

Shapeshifting between them.

- Shapeshifting?

- Shapeshifting.

- Can it fly?

- It can fly at you like a sudden storm, without warning,

from nowhere...

and devour you--

consume you with its ferocious appetite.

- Appetite?

- The Wendigo is hungry-- always hungry.

And its hunger is never satisfied.

The more it eats, the bigger it gets.

And the bigger it gets,

the hungrier it gets.

And we are hopeless in the face of it.

We are devoured.

- Is the Wendigo bad?

- Nothing between the earth and sky is bad.

But there are spirits

that should be feared.

- 'Cause why?

- Because there are spirits

that are angry.

- Angry?

- Do you believe me?

- I guess.

- Go ahead and take it.

Nobody believes in spirits anymore.

Doesn't mean they're not there.

He who hears the cry of the Wendigo

is never the same again.

- Miles?

Miles, let's go.

Come on.

Whoa, whoa. You've gotta be careful in here.

What've you got?

The man gave it to me.

- What man?

- Behind the counter back there.

- Excuse me.

My son said the man up there gave him this little figure.

Is that okay? - What's he got?

That's... five dollars.

- Five dollars? Oh, come on Miles, who said you could have that?

- The Indian guy behind the counter back there.

- Is that possible someone gave it to him?

- Nobody works here but me.

Nobody's been in here but me.

- Oh, okay. Come on, Miles.

Let's give it back.

He's kinda cool. Will you take three dollars?

- Four.

- Okay.

You just blew our budget, Miles.

- There was a guy, mom.

He gave it to me. - What kind of a guy?

Hey, Dad.

- What? - Later.

Come on.

- Mom? - Yeah?

- Didn't you see the man?

- I didn't see him. Doesn't mean he wasn't there,

but you shouldn't make stuff up that isn't true.

- He was there.

- I believe you, sweetie.

If it's true.

- Mom.

Wendigo.

It can grow as tall as the trees

and still it aches with hunger.

The Wendigo is hungry--

always hungry.

And its hunger is never satisfied.

The more it eats, the bigger it gets.

And the bigger it gets, the hungrier it gets.

And we are hopeless

in the face of it.

We are devoured.

It can fly at you like a sudden storm, without warning,

from nowhere...

and devour you--

consume you

with its ferocious appetite.

There are spirits that should be feared...

because there are spirits

that are angry.

- Jesus. - What?

- I can't take this guy.

Seriously, he's like Boo Radley the way he's always around.

- George, Boo Radley was a good guy.

Right, Miles?

- Did you realize how close we are to those guys?

Those are some nice neighbors to have.

- George, shush.

- Look, Dad.

Look what I got from the man at the thrift store.

It's magic. - That's cool, Miles.

Why don't you go show that guy to your Transformers?

- They're not Transformers.

- What? What?

- You got to show more interest.

- Last week it was Transformers. What can I say?

- No, I'm serious. You don't see it, George,

but he lies and makes stuff up to get attention.

It's because yunno, you gotta be there for him.

If we're going to do these weekends, you gotta be engaged.

- You put these ideas in his head that I'm not interested in. It's not fair.

- Come on, I don't discuss this with Miles.

You've got all this anger you carry around from work

or I don't know where, and he feels it.

He thinks it's directed at him. - Oh--

- He doesn't know what it is, I don't know what it is.

- Everyone's got anger. - Oh, George.

- Well I don't wanna be analyzed right now.

- Miles sees this stuff. He sees.

- I got to make this phone call to Charles in the city.

I told him I'd call.

I'll take Miles out afterwards. We'll go sledding.

- Okay.

I'll cook.

- I got the curry.

- Thank you, dear.

- Come on, baby. Hey, hey, hey.

We never even looked around the whole house together.

- No, go ahead. Go on, make your call.

- No, no, no. Let's look upstairs. Come on.

I guess they're still fixing it up.

- I'd love to have the time to acquire all this stuff.

- Yup.

- Annie has a good eye.

- Aaah!

- She really has this whole stag thing going here.

I mean, look at this.

Aah.

Poor deer.

- I took this funny picture of the sheriff in town today.

- Yeah?

- He shot me this look.

It must piss the locals off,

all these outsiders coming up here.

- It's really great you brought your camera.

Get some pictures for yourself.

- Yeah. Hey, look at this. - What?

- You know that reservoir? - Yeah.

- This whole town's buried under there.

- Hmm. - Ten thousand acres.

They flooded the valley in 1907

to make drinking water for New York City.

- Wow. - That's a lot of displaced people.

- We'd already displaced the Indians.

Now Annie and Richard live here.

- Displacing everybody.

A lot of Indian stuff in the area.

- Yeah, it's, it's the Catskills, George.

- "Yeah, it's the Catskills, George."

"It's the Catskills."

No!

- Miles?

Miles?

Miles?

Miles?

Are you okay, sweetie?

Are you okay? - Yeah.

- What's the matter?

- Nothing. I just got sad.

- Are you cold out here? - I'm okay.

- What made you sad?

- I don't know. - What do you think it is?

You can tell mommy.

- Maybe he's just moody like his dad, right, tiger?

- Sometimes it helps to talk about things when you're sad.

- You gotta watch for those moods. They'll get the best of you.

You'll end up taking soulful pictures of corporate logos.

- Oh, you shush. Don't listen to him Miles.

Your father complains about his work,

but a lot of people would kill for his job.

- Don't listen to her, Miles.

- Feeling sorry for yourself is very unattractive.

- Miles, remember, boys against girls.

Hey. Hey, tiger.

- I think your dad wants to take you sledding.

Right, Dad? - Yeah! What do you say?

- Um, okay.

- All right, I'm going to make this call to Chas and we'll go out, okay?

So you get ready. I'll be right back.

- Yah, man? - Yeah.

- Yah, man.

- You okay, sweetie?

- Don't worry, mom. - "Don't worry, mom"?

You're growing up so fast.

Now come here.

- Hey Chas, it's George.

So what's the verdict? Are they serious about this reshoot?

Really? Fuck!

Well I'm up here, so...

It's nice. Yeah, it's pretty cold.

Well, we had this--

this weird thing happen.

Yeah, we hit this deer.

It came right at the windshield, so that was bad enough, right,

but then, then there was this one guy, man.

I'm telling you, Chas, this guy was bad news.

It scared me, yeah.

I was afraid for Kim and the kid.

So, so what do they say the problem is?

It's too dark?

In terms of light or in terms of tone; like content, know what I mean?

Do they know what they mean?

Alright well maybe it's just a question of contrast.

No, I mean visual contrast.

I could bring out the highlights.

Anyway, I'm not fighting for anything anymore.

Just tell them to tell us what they want,

I'll deal with it on Tuesday. I'm taking Monday off like I planned.

They don't own me.

Okay, they don't own me 'til Tuesday, okay?

Alright, Chas. Thanks, man.

Okay, I'll see you.

Hey, hey.

Uh, I'm gonna take Miles out.

We're going sleddin'.

Yeah, you better believe it.

Hey Miles, help! Aaah!

- Dad.

- I know. Ha ha ha.

- Aaah!

- No, aah!

- Come on, kiddo. You ready?

- So, what happened?

- Uhh, they wanna do it, fuck 'em.

- What are you gonna do? You need to go back?

- No baby, I wanna do this for us.

Charles can take care of it.

- We could go back early Monday.

- It's beautiful, it's perfect. Come on, kiddo, let's go.

Ha ha ha!

We're off, we're off, we're off!

Here you go, buddy. Take my hand.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!

Sledding, sledding, sledding.

- You guys be careful.

- Oh, Mom. - Oh, Mom.

- Andy? Hi.

It's Dr. McLaren. Is everything all right?

I thought we weren't gonna call on the weekends?

Okay, okay. Well, what happened?

Okay.

Well, how do you feel about that?

Right.

You were intimidated, but...

What did you tell him?

Sorry, Andy,

uh, but that's good. And, and,

it's right, because you don't have the money.

So-- wait a minute, Andy, I think they have call waiting here.

Hello?

Oh hey, Richard, thanks for getting back to us.

Listen--

Oh, yeah? You getting a tan down there?

Listen, we called because--

Shit.

I'm sorry, can you wait a minute Richard?

I have someone on the other line.

Hold on.

Andy? Hi. I have to take this.

But listen-- you did well.

You asserted yourself. Try to experience that on your own.

And after you've thought about it, we'll talk on Wednesday.

Okay? It's important to keep some boundaries between us.

You're trying to get to be more independent, right?

Andy?

Okay, bye bye.

Richard. Richard, are you there?

Hello? Hel--

Shit.

- "Whose woods these are I think I know.

His house is in the village though;

he will not see me stopping here

to watch his woods fill up with snow...

The woods are lovely, dark and deep.

But I have promises to keep,

and miles to go before I sleep,

and miles to go before I sleep."

- Miles! - That's right.

The poet's name was Robert Frost.

And he was writing about the cold.

Now what do you think about that? - Oh, Dad.

- Now Frost could take a simple image and make it seem deep.

That's his rap.

Hey, what's the matter?

- Dad? - Yeah?

- What's a Wendigo? - A Wendigo?

I dunno. I never heard of that. What's a Wendigo?

- I don't know.

- Where'd you hear about it?

- This man. - What man?

- In the thrift store. - In town?

- He told me, the Wendigo is this man

who's part animal, always hungry,

and he eats people.

- Well the Wendigo only goes after bad guys, Miles.

You're safe. You're a good kid.

Hey, Miles? - Yeah?

- A lot of people make up stories

to make sense of the world.

It's a big world after all,

and nobody really understands how it all works.

Maybe for that guy it's comforting to think

that the Wendigo is yunno, responsible

for all the bad stuff out there.

And that's okay. That's what myths are.

They help us talk about stuff.

Like Mr. Freeze and Dr. Evil.

- Dr. Evil!

- There are good myths guys too, like Superman and Yoda.

- Hmm. - It's important to know

that they're just myths, they're just stories.

You'll end up being very disappointed

when things don't come true that you're wishing.

- Like when you didn't get your big show in Soho?

- Soho? You little monster.

You are a dead man.

- Oh, Dad.

- You-- I've had enough of you.

You little-- you're a dead man.

- No! - You're a dead man.

- Truce! Truce.

Truce!

- Truce? Truce?

- Yeah.

- Okay. - Dad.

- Come here, buddy.

Hey. Come on, let's sit.

It's good you feel bad about that deer we hit, you know?

But things like that happen.

And you have to go through a period of mourning.

Like where you're sad, and then yunno, you put it behind you.

You get it?

Where even the worst thing

can be seen in another way.

'Cause you gotta be flexible to make it in this old world.

You sure you're not just stalling 'cause that hill's looking pretty steep?

- No way!

- Okay, buddy, let's get that ride

SO we can go home and bother your mother.

- Yeah!

- C'mon, buddy!

- Dad?

Dad?

Dad?

Dad?

Miles?

Miles?

Can you hear me?

Miles?

Miles?

Are you okay?

Can you hear me?

Can you get up, sweetie?

Here. Oh! Careful, careful.

Honey, you hit your head.

You're okay. You're okay?

Huh? Where's your father?

Where? Huh?

Where?

I don't understand, Miles.

What happened?

- Daddy fell off the sled. - How did he fall off the sled, sweetie?

- I don't know.

- Hold my hand, tight.

- Oh my God. - He was here, mom.

He was here. He wouldn't move.

- Oh, God.

It's okay. It's okay.

It's okay.

Come on. Come on.

Come on.

Oh, God.

Hold on.

Oh my God.

Miles...

did you hear anything when dad fell off the sled?

- I don't remember. - It's okay, sweetie.

Come on, hold my hand tight.

Come on-- wait, wait.

- We got a whole deer to cut up!

Where are you going?

- Hey! - Oh.

- Can I help you with something?

- I'm-- I'm trying to find my husband.

- Husband?!

- There's been an accident. - What kinda accident?

- Have you seen my husband? - What's he look like?

- Uh, what was the name of the guy who left?

He, he pulled out in his truck just before I got here?

- Otis?

- Brandon, uh, put those on the bench.

- It was you that was out in the road last night, right?

You're staying up at the Stooky place this weekend?

- Anyway, I'm sorry. I saw a light on,

I-l needed to check.

Come on, Miles. - Just a minute.

Did you have some kind of accident?

You want a tow or something? - Yeah, what happened?

- No, i-i'm--

I'm sorry, I was wrong. I--

I-I'm sorry. I have to run.

Come on sweetie, come on. Hold on.

- Jesus Christ. - Just let her go.

- Dad, where do you want these? - Put them in the freezer Brandon.

- Spooky, man. - Yeah.

- What was that about? - They're just excitable city people.

Hey man, what'd you do with the beer?

- We drank all the last stuff I bought.

What do you want to do with these? - Put them in the freezer.

Unless you want to eat them tonight.

- Okay Miles,

sweetie, you're gonna have to walk.

Okay, Daddy's probably gone home.

George!

George!

Oh my God!

Miles, he did go home!

Come on. George!

George!

- George! - Dad!

- George. Oh my God.

- Kim-- Kim.

- What--

Oh my God! Miles, get a blanket.

Daddy's gonna be all right. We just want to keep him warm.

- And a scotch-- Aargh!

- What happened? - This is bad.

Who would believe it-- I'd swear I've been shot.

Those fucking guys!

They shot me! - Can we get you inside?

- No, baby, no, no, no. We've got to get to Danbury.

There's a hospital there. We-- just get in the car.

- I'll call an ambulance. - No, baby, no, no, no.

I gotta know we're on our way, okay?

- George, are you sure? I don't know.

- Let's do it! Let's do it, Kimmy!

- Oh God, oh!

- Kim!

Miles!

Miles, help me!

- Okay, push me, push my back.

Lemme do it, lemme do it! - Can you get up?

- Let me do it! - Okay. Okay.

Oh God, George... Oh God.

Hand me the blanket, sweetie.

- Okay...yeah. Let's go, let's go.

Hey, you okay?

You okay, Miles? - Yeah, Dad.

- Yeah, you see me fall off that sled?

- Yeah. - How about that, huh?

- I ran into a tree looking for you.

- Aww, good for you. Atta boy.

- Shh, shh, stop talking.

- Get the door.

- It can fly at you like a sudden storm,

without warning, from nowhere...

and devour you--

consume you with his ferocious appetite.

The Wendigo is hungry, always hungry.

And its hunger is never satisfied.

- Do you want this?

- I don't believe it.

- Miles, seatbelt.

I fell back off the sled.

I didn't know what had happened for the longest time.

I couldn't even feel the pain.

I didn't know if it was hot or cold.

But then I saw the blood, I must have fainted.

When I woke up, it was like I'd been drowning

and this was my last breath of air.

Like if I didn't take this breath, I'd--

I'd slip away for good...

into some euphoria.

I was tempted, but I made myself get up.

I found the house, it was easy.

It was like I was carried by a big wind

and dropped at the door.

This is it, I can feel it.

I'm only half here, Kim.

- Daddy's gonna be all right, Miles.

Daddy's gonna be all right.

This is an emergency. My husband...

has been shot.

I need to know where the hospital is in Danbury.

- Fuck.

- I'm heading west on Route 19.

Okay.

I need you to call the sheriff

and have him meet us there.

And-- are you serious?

What's the number? What's the fucking number?!

- Augh! - What's the fucking number?

- Don't be scared, kiddo.

Don't be scared.

It's gonna be okay.

Hey, hey, hey! Listen to me--

remember the uh, the uh, that little thing you got from the store?

Huh?

What was it-- yeah, there it is!

Yeah, it's got magic powers, right?

Huh? Isn't that what you told me?

Right? Huh?

I was listening, Miles.

Miles, I was listening to you.

Don't be scared, kiddo.

Don't be scared.

It's gonna be okay, huh?

Oh Kim, oh baby.

What a fucking waste.

Gimme your hand, Miles. Gimme your hand, buddy.

Yeah...

- Watch the door.

Okay, somebody get his feet!

One, two, three.

It's his abdomen. Right in here.

- Yeah. - Just a second.

- I want you to tell Charles I'm definitely not doing that reshoot.

- Shut up, George. - What are you gonna do

when you got no one around to shush?

- I love you George. You just hang in there, alright?

I got separation issues, yunno?

- Yeah, I know.

S-s-- s-e-p--

a-r-a-t-i-o-n.

- Dad? - Hey, Miles.

Miles, listen to me,

I want you to take care of your mom.

Alright? - Dad, what happened?

- Ahh, I dunno, kiddo.

Kimmy, Kim.

Ohhh, Kimmy!

Oh, such a beautiful day.

God, I remember so much about today.

We had those eggs and uh,

and a drive, and--

we went sledding, Miles and me.

You're my family, my family, my family.

Oh, Kim, Kim.

Kim, you remember-- do you remember?

D'you remember his first week home?

Do you remember he kept us up for two nights screaming?

Yeah, I thought we'd never make it through.

Listen, I'm always gonna be with you.

- Come on, sweetie, it's gonna be okay.

Take my hand-- my hand.

Second down and nine

from their own 35...

- I'm sorry, sweetie.

- Um, excuse me. Mrs. McLaren?

- Yes. - Hi, I'm Tom Hale.

Hey, there, buckaroo.

I'm the sheriff.

Do you mind telling me what happened?

- My husband--

my husband was shot.

I think he was, by this man

who we saw at uh,

at Braintree Road. His name was Otis.

- Otis. - Do you know who he is?

- Mmm, yeah, well I uh--

- I'd seen him before. He was--

he seemed capable of--

- Well now, Mrs. McLaren, we don't know for certain

that your husband was shot.

- Mrs. McLaren? - Yeah?

- Your husband was shot once in the side

with a high-powered rifle.

The bullet grazed his liver and the doctors

are recommending emergency surgery-- immediately.

There'll be some papers for you to sign,

so if you'll wait right here...

- Well, do you know him or not?!

- Yeah, Otis Stooky.

- What? - Pardon?

- That's the place we're staying,

the Stooky house. - Really?

That's where Otis grew up.

- What? - Yeah, his mother died,

and then she left it to Otis' sister.

Sister sold the place and moved down to Florida.

- Christ.

- You mind telling me exactly what happened, Mrs. McLaren?

- Last night we--

we hit a deer with our car.

It was a fluke. These men came out of the woods

and one of them was named Otis. Oh, I can't believe this!

- Wrong place, wrong time.

Mrs. McLaren?

With your permission, they'll get started right away.

- Oh God! I cannot fucking believe this.

Oh, Jesus Christ.

- Miles, help me.

- Jack, this is Tom Hale.

I want you to meet me up at Battle Creek Road.

Otis Stooky's place.

I need backup.

Do you copy? Over.

Hey! Otis, you in there?

Tom Hale.

Hey!

It's the sheriff. You in there, Otis?

- What do you want, Sheriff?

- I want you to step outside for just a moment, Otis.

- What is it, Tom Hale?

- Those people staying up at the Stooky place,

they filed a complaint.

I just want to ask you some questions.

You come down to the station with me?

- What kinda complaint?

- Ah, come on now, Otis. Do me a favor.

They're from the city.

I've just got to go through all the formalities.

- What'd they say happened?

- Oh, I don't know.

Just something about them hitting a deer

and you was there, and

I gotta, um,

I just gotta get a statement from you, that's all.

- Aw, shit, Tom! - Yeah, yeah I know what you mean.

These people come up from the city,

they act like they own the damn place.

Look, I get it every day.

- That fuckin' Ben Stratton, yunno.

Raising our taxes, kissing these people's ass.

- Yeah, that's right.

You come with me now, huh?

I got Jack stopping by in a moment.

I'd like you to come down with me now, just to, yunno--

just to keep it simple, huh?

- Well...

okay, Tom.

- Right, so we can say we did it, okay?

- Okay. Sure.

Damn.

I was just gonna watch the ballgame.

- Yeah, I know, sorry to put you out and all.

That game was just getting started

when I stopped by the hospital earlier--

- What you doing at the hospital, Tom?

- Routine stuff.

- You know...

I don't think I'm gonna go down to the station there, Tom.

- What's that? - I think you know what I'm saying.

- Yunno Otis, I know it's been you shooting up

the walls at the Stooky place and all.

- Why do you say that? - People see you there.

- I spend time at Everett's, you know that.

He's got that shooting range.

- Now listen, Otis, I know you got dealt a bad hand

with that house and all, but a lot of people got problems.

- City guy lets me take the shortcut through the property.

- Yeah.

Yunno Otis, I was gonna let you off

shooting up that place and all, but uh...

I want you to come down to the station with me now.

- That really what it is, Tom?

- What do you mean?

- You come all the way out here over that?

- Yeah, they're mad as hell.

Now look, I got Jack stopping by.

You coming with me or not?

- Okay. I'm coming.

- I don't want to have to slap the cuffs on you,

just to take you down and give you a thirty dollar fine.

- Coat. - Right.

- Don't lie, Tom.

- Give me my liver.

- What--?

- Give me my liver.

- Hey...

You'll be okay. You fainted, sweetie.

You'll be okay, Miles.

- Agh!

Wha-- what are you?!

The devil?

Fuck you!

- I'm sorry, Mrs. McLaren,

there was nothing we could do.

- So you get ready. I'll be right back.

Yah, man? - Yeah.

- Yah, man.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Sledding, sledding, sledding.

Where even the worst thing can be seen in another way.

- Nobody believes in spirits anymore.

Doesn't mean that they're not there.

- I'm getting you out of that ditch.

You could have asked. - No, no, no, no, no.