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A young American on an evangelical mission,

his adventures taking a harrowing turn.

...who loved the outdoors.

John Chau traveled the world.

It's a journey that ended in tragedy.

American John Allen Chau was killed--

...killed after traveling to an off-limits remote tribe in the Bay of Bengal.

It was incredibly dangerous.

It's illegal, for good reason.

He wanted to share the love of God...

No one asked this kid to go North Sentinel Island...

...Chau never should've ventured out to the island.

Just trying to spread his faith.

Incredibly misguided attempt.

Called him a martyr tonight, the founder saying...

He wasn't a martyr, he was an idiot.

This is what God had called him to do.

John Chau is yet another example of the evil influence of neocolonialism.

He's... He's a hero.

Put his money where his mouth...

What did you expect to happen?

He's a nutjob!

He was an inspiration.

But the question now is...

Who was John Chau?

Hello!

Anybody home?

Good morning!

I'm John!

I love you!

Jesus sent me to you!

Here I am.

Uh, I have gifts.

Yeah?

Here.

Fish.

It's okay.

It's for you.

It's all for you.

Oh, my gosh.

"For God so loved the world, he gave his one and only son,

that whoever believes in him shall not perish but shall have ever--"

No? No.

No! No!

New Delhi wants us to test backup power.

Relax! Don't worry. Just a small test.

Don't worry.

Ready?

Get back to work.

What is wrong with this? Just a spark, not fire.

Take it back.

Okay.

-Steve Simon. - US Consulate?

Yeah, Steve Simon.

This is Inspector Ganali, Port Blair police, Andaman Islands.

You have an alert on a missing citizen.

Correct.

Has anyone else contacted you yet?

- Get back to work. -No, you'd be the first.

Kid's a missionary.

We got a tip he might be headed to North Sentinel Island.

No. We have no John Chau staying here.

Perhaps he's using another name.

Perhaps he's staying at another hotel.

This man does not want attention.

Other hotels require credit cards and passports, not yours.

This is how he looks like.

Ma'am, as you can see, there are so many people

pass through here on a daily basis.

So, maybe. I don't know.

Okay. Fine.

Then we'll go room by room until we find him.

-Look, madam... - Excuse me, ma'am.

I think I recognize him.

- Him? - Yes, ma'am. This guy.

He had me call a taxi for him.

Did he say where he was going?

Unlikely.

To the airport, ma'am.

He should be in charge. Not you.

Thank you.

Are you done, sir?

I'm looking for an American male. Last name is "Chau". C-H-A-U.

First name is John or Jonathan.

John Chau. C-H-A-U.

Nothing here. Not booked on anything going out today.

Just show me all the Americans traveling today.

Sir, passport, please?

Yeah, sure.

Sir, come with me, please.

Is there a problem?

Take your bag and come with me, please.

Chandler Synnes...

Synnestvedt.

And your reason for coming here?

Just stopping off for a few days before heading to Thailand.

You only arrived this morning. You're flying out again?

Yeah, it's just a change of plans.

I had to get to Thailand sooner than I thought.

Your trip originated in Tanzania?

Mm-hmm. I'm currently based there, yeah.

And what's your profession?

I'm a missionary.

Is that a crime?

Going to North Sentinel Island is a crime.

Helping someone get there is also a crime.

What's that got to do with me?

- Chandler? - Yeah?

Where is John Chau?

Who?

* Praise God, for all blessings flow ♪

* Praise Him, all creatures here below ♪

♪ Praise Him, above, ye heavenly hosts ♪

♪ Praise Father, Son and Holy Ghost ♪

Yeah!

Soli Deo Gloria.

"Glory to God alone."

On the eve of our graduation,

as we prepare to go out and make our mark in the world,

we remember what Jesus himself said,

in sending his own disciples out into the world,

"Go where my light is dim, and my voice is small."

Whoa.

Would all of you reach down underneath your seats

and take out what you find there.

This next part is entirely optional.

If this isn't for you,

be honest, don't participate.

If you're ready to say yes,

to commit to illuminating the darkest corners

of a broken, hurting world...

...light your candle.

If you pledge with me to hear the cries of the damned

as they hurtle headlong into the Christless night...

...light your candle.

Why didn't you just light the candle?

What are you trying to prove?

No!

- Are you serious? -Hello, man.

Good to see you, buddy.

There he is. Come here.

Hi, sweetheart. Hi. Oh, so great to see you.

- You okay? - Yeah, I'm good.

Guys, thank you so much for coming all the way out here.

Hey, Dad.

Thank you for joining us.

Sorry.

Heavenly Father,

thank you for this meal.

For the family gathered here on John's graduation.

May you continue guiding him on his journey.

- Amen. - Amen.

Amen.

Amen.

REI?

Thank you, Brian and Marilyn!

Well, what time is it? Are they still open?

Can we make it there?

- This one's from me. - Mom.

- You like it? - Oh... my... gosh.

To write your own adventure novel with.

It's gonna need some more pages.

Thank you, Mom.

This one... is from your father.

It's what I've always wanted.

I never had one that nice.

-...so much. -Love you, man.

Still cannot believe you flew out.

- See you soon. - We'll see you soon.

- Bye. - See you later. Bye.

Mom, I wanna let you know, I'm not coming back.

To the hotel?

I'm not coming back home after school ends.

Where are you going?

Kurdistan.

There's a missionary program that helps organize support for refugee kids.

You mean, for the summer?

I'm not going to medical school.

- John. - You have to break it to Dad.

Sweetheart, you've already been admitted.

I don't want to be a doctor.

I'm not like Brian or Marilyn, okay? I'm not perfect like them.

John.

When I'm out there in the wilderness,

that's when I feel closest to God.

That's where I belong.

We've talked about this.

- You can't go. - I'm telling you.

This is not-- It's--

Lynda!

-Okay. Okay. - Let's go.

-Okay. -Okay. Okay, yeah.

- We'll talk. - Okay.

I'm not going.

Welcome all of you to your first day of medical school.

This is the beginning of a very long,

but ultimately, very rewarding career as a doctor,

one of the most vital and important roles in society.

Have you studied cadaver work yet?

Just wait.

It takes a bit, but after your residency, you'll see.

Being a doctor will open up the world for you.

I'm sure the Lord will reveal John's path when the time is right.

Who could that be?

I will see.

John.

Your father just wants the best for you.

I'll be back.

Where're you going?

- Patrick? -It's fine.

Uh... Just a misunderstanding.

John?

They're saying he illegally prescribed painkillers to undercover agents.

I think they might file criminal charges.

Where do we keep those little things of toothpaste?

What?

What's going on?

John?

He never paints anymore.

What? What do you mean?

John.

John!

John, where are you going?

I never should've have doubted Him, Mom.

God's always there.

Is this the two of you together?

- All right, yeah, I know him. - Mmm.

I came out here to stop him.

From going to North Sentinel?

Well, he hid it from everybody.

As soon as I realized what he was doing, I rushed out here.

Why would you stop him?

That's exactly what you people do, push your beliefs on others.

No, I did not want John to get hurt.

Oh, so you talked him out of it?

I couldn't find him. I went to his hotel--

I went to his hotel. He's not there. He's not answering his phone!

I didn't know what else to do, so I came back to the airport.

Now I've missed my flight.

This is John's backpack.

Believe me, I can do much worse than that. Now, come with me.

Okay, look, let's just calm down. Will you just sit back down--

Up!

Come on, come on. It's yours! Take it, take it.

Abdul! Abdul! Yeah!

Almost done, Kayla.

Let's go. Let's go.

Reading anything good?

Isaiah?

Chapter?

Sixty-five.

"I revealed myself to those who did not ask for me.

I was found by those who did not seek me.

To a nation that did not call my name, I said, 'Here am I, here am I.'"

- I'm John. - I know.

Wanna go for a ride?

Hop on.

Hold on tight to me, okay?

Hope you don't mind.

This is a bit of an off-books operation.

If you ask me, what's the point of saving somebody's body but not their soul?

Is this legal?

Sometimes you gotta just jump in, ready or not.

North Sentinel Island.

No one's ever got that before.

Come on. That's--

The ultimate mission.

What's that noise?

NATO jets.

F-22s.

Bombing ISIS in Mosul.

Mosul's 150 miles from here.

Imagine what it sounds like there.

John, this is Chandler.

You want to take a ride?

- In this? - Uh-huh.

Put this on.

It's in case we crash, they can find your body.

We're currently flying over ancient Mesopotamia,

headwaters of the Tigris and Euphrates river.

You know what Genesis 2:14 calls that place?

Eden.

We've got the God's-eye view of it.

Hey, you wanna fly her a bit?

What?

You wanna fly her a bit?

Are you crazy?

Sure.

Grab the yoke.

There you go. Keep her steady.

Okay. Good.

Okay.

I'm letting go. All right?

Yeah, I got it.

I got it.

All right. There you go.

You're flying the plane now.

Should be right over the drop zone.

Drop zone? Cha--

Good job.

Cha-- Chandler!

There's two kinds of missionaries in this world, John.

One's all those NGO bureaucrats on the ground down there,

sealed off in their compounds, handing out...

water bottles and soccer balls.

What's the other kind?

Well, God doesn't make many of them, that's for sure.

This other type of missionary.

What do they do?

Should I not be asking?

Here we are in Kurdistan...

- Right? -Mm-hmm.

Show me where else you've been.

Nice. Hawaii.

Mexico.

Dominican Republic. Corsica.

Okay, anywhere else?

No, that's it.

Okay.

- North Korea? -Uh-huh.

Papua New Guinea.

Brazil.

Brazilian Amazon.

Tribe called the Pirahã.

You've been to all these places?

No, of course not.

Christian missionaries aren't allowed to go to those areas.

Not gonna find those stamps in our passports.

Let me ask you something. This day and age,

what makes someone a saint?

You know, what kind of risks are you willing to take?

How far behind enemy lines are you willing to go?

What the hell is this thing?

He's immensely strong. The real deal. Just look at him.

This is a crowd-control dog. I asked for a drug-sniffing dog.

Can he not do both?

It's a she. It's a female.

What shall we name it, sir?

It's not getting a name. It's going back to where it came from.

Okay.

Look at that. He doesn't like her.

About the American, sir.

John Chau.

Doesn't look very American.

I spoke to the US Consulate, sir. And I--

Tell me, sub-inspector,

how many islands have we jurisdiction over?

836, sir.

And this John Chau of yours, he could have gone to any one of them.

But he didn't.

Of the top ten uncontacted tribes targeted by the missionaries

for conversion to Christianity, one is right here on North Sentinel.

I can't believe we made the top ten list.

Ishaan, Farid,

go to the North Sentinelese and tell them of their good fortune.

Sir, he may still be here in Port Blair. He may be waiting to leave at night.

And when he does, he'll be intercepted by the coast guard,

which has a very tight blockade around North Sentinel.

But it's much more likely he's just another tourist,

here to drink, cavort, and lie on the beach.

May I at least alert the navy and coast guard

to be on the lookout for someone attempting to reach the island?

If we issued an alert every time some American brat

forgets to call home, we'd never rest.

Farid!

For the love of God, remove this canine from my office.

This fellow, as you call him, has been casing the wharf

for a boat crew to take him to North Sentinel.

And how do you know that?

GANALI Sir? Sir, come in, sir.

Yes, sub-inspector?

Sir, we found the crew. Main pier on the east side.

Main pier on the east side, sir.

What is this? What are you hiding?

- Don't lie to me. - These poor guys?

Harbor surveillance cameras show this boat departing Friday at midnight,

running lights off, and returning at sunrise.

So they confessed to taking John Chau to North Sentinel?

Oh, they will. Once they've seen the inside of a jail cell.

Give me that thing.

"Running lights"?

The lights barely work on this rust bucket.

After four months, you still don't know where you are, sub-inspector.

This is Port Blair. This is the edge of the world.

Policing is not about technology or interrogation tactics.

It's about people.

Can you even speak their language?

No.

They indeed took John Chau out on their boat.

See? What did I tell you?

And then they brought him back to Port Blair.

Brought him back?

He has returned to Port Blair having most likely learned his lesson.

I think we're finished here.

How do you know they brought him back?

They could be lying to avoid getting in trouble.

They are already in trouble, miss.

Then where is he? He came back here, got off the boat. Then what?

Like I said, sub-inspector, check the bars, check the beaches,

check the souvenir shops.

It's there you'll find your missing John Chau.

Sir... he'll try again.

I doubt it.

Read his journal.

He believes God sent him here to save the souls of the Sentinelese.

Young people believe all kinds of things.

Then they wise up.

This other one, Chandler.

Release him from custody and put him on the next plane out.

Sir, there's more going on here. I know it.

Here's what I think is going on.

An ambitious lady cop takes a position

in a shithole post out in the middle of nowhere.

Hoping to make a name for herself, she seizes on the dumb actions

of an American tourist.

She'll arrest this missionary,

save the islanders from this pernicious influence.

And then be rewarded with a big promotion.

All the while neglecting her husband on the mainland.

Do I have that about right, sub-inspector?

Guys, guys, guys.

Hey, next year, I plan our trip.

It's been five years in a row of hostels and crappy food.

Hey, John. You got our map, right?

Huh?

Hey.

You okay, bud?

This whole trip you seem a little down.

Yeah, I'm just...

I'm just trying to figure out some stuff.

Dude, you're the most figured out person we know.

I'm just trying to, you know, find my path.

Dude, we know your path.

- You're gonna live out our dreams. -Yeah!

Don't do that. Don't put that on me.

When we first started on these trips,

it was about helping people see God.

Yeah, and it still is.

Are we doing enough?

Are we taking enough risks?

Is this as far as we're willing to go?

John!

What the guys mean is, um...

Look, Katie and I are trying to have kids.

And Zach is taking over his dad's business.

And Dylan is moving to LA to be the next Tom Cruise!

You're the Highlander, my friend.

You're the one.

I'm the one.

Hey, hey, hey.

To John.

- To John. - To John.

Ah.

All right. Well, I guess that...

Oh!

- Yes! - There it is.

There it goes.

Your turn.

No more third-world countries...

- ...please? - He's right.

You know, aim for Sweden.

- No-- - I wanna meet my future wife.

Dude, it's so cold.

Guys!

Where do you wanna go, John?

What is the Great Commission?

The Great Commission was given to us by the Resurrected Christ,

who said, "Go and make disciples of all nations."

This is a satellite video of the highlands of Papua New Guinea,

home to the Baruya Tribe.

These people have never been told about our Savior Jesus Christ,

but one day, one of you...

Come on!

...you're going to change that.

Wait!

We have God on our side.

But that doesn't mean things won't go wrong, because they will.

How will you share the gospel

if you get injured, and there's no hospital?

Let's go!

How will you persevere if you're lost and need to scavenge for food?

What will you do if you get stranded in an active war zone

miles from the border?

Yes!

-Let's go. -Sweet!

-If you plan to travel... -Bye, y'all!

...to the darkest corners of the globe,

you must train to survive.

Because one day,

these skills might just save your life.

Hey, guys, check it out.

We can camp here for the night. Let's go.

Looks all right to me.

- John? - Yeah.

Let's stay by the water.

Our Father, who art in heaven, Hallowed be Thy name.

Thy--

Everything okay? Is Mom okay?

Yeah, your mother's fine.

What happened to your car?

I...

I sold it to pay for the lawyer.

Those prescriptions I wrote...

...I didn't know they were federal agents.

I'm trained to help those in need.

But they entrapped me.

They suspended my license.

Leave it to God, Dad.

He's got a plan for you. I promise.

I came to this country with nothing.

The Church, what we believe,

it was a way to belong, meet nice people.

Try to live the right way.

Your mother and I have always supported you

to find your passion.

But this, a-a missionary?

It's too extreme.

You-You don't have to be a doctor.

But I want you to come home with me.

You're tired. You've been driving all night.

Come on, let me get you a coffee.

Why are you doing this?

You--

You've always been a dreamer, John.

That's okay.

But... it is time to wake up.

You used to dream, too, Dad.

What?

The State Fair...

Your painting won first place.

Remember?

It was that sunrise.

Coming up in the sky past the ship.

Or was it a sunset?

I could never tell.

It-It's just a painting.

No.

I wanted to live inside it.

To reach out and touch it.

Like if I could get beyond that frame, it would take me to another world.

There-There's no other world.

You shouldn't have stopped painting, Dad.

Have a safe trip back.

"Lord, please bless and protect my dad.

He doesn't see that everything I do..."

"...is in your service.

For the Kingdom of God. God..."

"Life is in your hands, Father.

Oh, God, please keep my plans hidden from the forces of darkness."

"Forces of darkness"?

That would be me.

Shit!

Sh-- Uh--

Shit.

Don't get many visitors out here.

Are you Raz?

You're a tour guide, yeah?

Entrepreneur.

Restauranteur.

And, yes, I lead trips on the side. Diving and snorkeling.

Ever taken anyone to North Sentinel Island?

You must be joking.

What do you know about people who live there?

The Sentinelese?

Nothing. I'm part Onge.

Different island, different language, different everything.

So you can't communicate with them?

No one can. They don't want to talk to us.

- Cardamom are they? - Mm-hmm.

Here.

Oh, no. My husband bakes them.

He cooks for you?

No, I do the cooking.

Of course.

How many mobile phones do you own?

How many do you own?

I've seen at least three since I walked in here.

So either I'm a good businessman or a gangster.

Yes?

And what sort of business did you have with John Chau?

Who?

Your address was in his notebook. Stop wasting my time.

We had no business.

He asked for my assistance, and I refused.

Why not help him?

Do you know what they'd do, the North Sentinelese,

if he was to set foot on their island?

They wouldn't just kill him.

They'd crush his skull to free the spirit.

Then mount his body on a stake, right on the beach.

Would you blame them?

Someone coming in, uninvited.

All alone, invading their home.

This guy's really gotten under your skin, hasn't he?

I'm simply enforcing the law.

Since when did the police do that?

The Swan.

Excuse me?

It's a bar. Near the Aberdeen bus terminus.

It's there if you look for it.

You'll find what you need.

John?

It's nice, man. You look good, you been working out?

-Yeah. Yeah. A little bit. -Yeah?

Yeah, I see it.

How's it all been going?

Well, they're burning the rainforest down.

You know, all this trash is coming downstream from the bigger towns.

Other than that, everything's great.

Where's Kayla?

She moved to Baltimore.

Married a Presbyterian minister. Drives a Tesla.

Kayla?

Missionary life is hard, man.

Most people give it up sooner than later.

Tudo bem?

So, um, you remember that map on the wall?

Uh-huh.

Yeah, I'm thinking about going somewhere.

Are you sure I need to know?

It's not gonna work.

Why not?

North Sentinel is the Mount Everest of the missionary world.

Exactly.

Start with something smaller.

I'm not-- I'm not thinking small. I'm going big.

You're not ready.

I came all the way out here to talk to you.

Do you have any idea how much I prepped for this?

Listen to me. This isn't the old days.

This stuff, it's harder than ever.

Indian government has gotten really good at spotting fanatics.

They'll see you coming.

How?

By spending 30 seconds on your Instagram.

There's Christian messaging all the way through it.

Not to mention they'll see where you went to school.

You know, the places you trained, the organizations you worked for.

You're a Jesus freak, John.

They're not gonna hand you a visa.

They're gonna put your ass on the next plane home.

I've just finished my EMT qualifications.

I'm going to go get all the inoculations.

I found a contact in Jaipur who knows a guy in Port Blair.

Everything is arranged.

Then you fucking un-arrange it.

Look, you can start by scrubbing Jesus from your social media.

All right? You take six months, nine months.

Go dark. Go secular.

Stop talking to people.

Stop bragging about what you're going to do.

Show some restraint.

Look, I see you.

You wanna be that guy...

...who goes to Mordor.

But you gotta build him the right way, so the world believes it.

You know, you start over. You build a hero.

All right, from today on, this is the story

you're going to tell about yourself.

And this will be the story the world will know.

Hey, guys. Another day in paradise.

Wish you were here. Can't wait to show you my adventures.

It's another beautiful day.

We're just hiking along here.

Having a great time.

I couldn't ask for anything more.

Man, I'm so proud of you.

Just remember, if it's not you, then who?

If it's not now, then when?

You got this, man.

What's all this?

Jim and Denise are coming over.

But aren't they bringing takeout?

John wanted my roast chicken.

He's home?

He's exhausted. He shaved and went straight up to his room.

So I look across the ridge,

I see black bear, mama with cubs, 400 pounds.

I head the opposite direction.

I'm bushwhacking along the trail, and I just hear the...

This diamondback rears up its head and just...

- ...jabs me in the shin! - I can't even imagine!

John, you have to swing to church and share your tales.

They're starting to think that I'm making it up when I tell them.

So how long you back for?

Uh, I'm headed off again tomorrow.

Oh, that's not much time home.

Yeah, well, it's long enough for Mom's cooking.

And her washing machine.

Yeah.

-So, what else happened? -Mmm.

Well, I was hiking along a different trail this time...

Do you have any sunscreen I can take?

Look in the closet.

Come here one minute. Let me see.

Ah, no, I need more. Thank you.

I've had those on my wrist since I was ten years old.

Just needed a new band.

And you weren't ten, you were seven.

You know those are Buddhist beads, right?

I know.

I just want you to be closer to your heritage, you know?

To your dad.

-That will do it. -Yeah.

I'm still here. The beads are still here.

You flip but they flop. Now your pancakes are a mess.

And all that butter and fat to cook 'em?

There's got to be a better way!

Introducing the Perfect Pancake,

the world's first spatula-free pancake maker.

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Enjoy your stay.

Next.

Documents?

What is your purpose to visit India?

Vacation.

Ladies and gentlemen, Flight 104 from Jaipur to Mumbai...

Where do you intend to go?

Touring Jaipur.

Then south to Goa. Beaches.

Enjoy your stay.

Thank you.

Next. Passport?

Hi, sorry.

What the hell is wrong with you people?

How long has this John... whatever-his-name-is been missing?

Ah. I give you a monkey's job.

Now the American Embassy is calling about this kid.

The media is calling about this kid.

The Lieutenant Governor in Delhi knows about this kid!

I've been treating this as a top priority, huh?

I need more resources.

You... lazy shit!

They're a UNESCO designated indigenous tribe.

You've got warships, attack helicopters, coast guard.

What the hell else do you need?

I've been studying this boy's journal.

He may still be here in Port Blair.

He may be waiting to leave at night.

Go find him.

Come on!

Let's go.

Madam, you again?

Sir, please.

Sir, what--

Come, let's go.

Sir. Sir, I told you he checked out.

There's nothing in here, sir. Sir!

Then find out where he went,

who he talked to, what he was last wearing.

I want everything you have on this guy.

Yes, sir.

Don't just sit there looking stupid!

Go and arrest those fishermen. Fill up the jail.

Pretend like you actually have a job to do!

Yes, sir.

Maybe if you'd tried being nicer to the witnesses, they'd cooperate.

Never knew you had a sense of humor.

I learned it from you.

That's new.

What?

The wedding ring.

I've always had it.

Just never worn it.

If I may, should we not get back to solving the case?

Who says we're not?

What you're doing is theater. And you know it.

There's a local fixer. His name is Raz. Do you know him?

If John Chau went to anybody for help, it's this fellow.

I know Raz.

I want three thousand.

Three thou--?

Three thousand dollars?

North Sentinel's barely 30 miles from here.

If it's so easy, get a kayak.

Good luck with the currents. Good luck with the coast guards.

I can pay you 600.

What is it with you guys?

Ah? You travel halfway across the world

because you think it's your job to save people.

What if we came to America and did that to you?

I forgot, you're already saved.

You walk away, you're sending these people to hell.

Missionaries tried to save my people.

Do I look saved?

It's never too late.

No. No, no, no.

You think this hardcore Christian shit is going to make people accept you?

No matter what you do, you will always be a Chink to them.

Six hundred's all I've got.

Let me see that.

Hey. Bring this to the wharf tonight.

There's a crew who go out fishing at night.

They're Christian, too.

They'll get me all the way over there for 300?

Not all the way. Not to the beach. That's crazy.

But they'll get you close.

Quarter-mile off shore.

From there you go the rest of the way alone.

Thank you.

Are you sure?

Ishaan, suspect's heading north your way.

Farid, there is a river west to Ishaan's road.

Start sweeping for anything suspicious.

On my way.

Madam, we cleared both the road and river from suspect's house to here.

There's nothing.

The only other place is the shrimping dock on the other side.

Meet me there.

Hey!

Hey!

Ishaan, cover the southeast side of the shipping dock.

Call coast guard. It's a red speedboat. It's heading out to sea.

Sir, it's him. It's a red speedboat.

You saw him? You saw it was John Chau?

The boat was hiding there, sir.

Then you did not make a positive identification.

It's pitch dark out there. Who else could it be?

Smugglers use these coves dropping off refugees from Bangladesh.

Don't you know that?

Sir, John Chau is getting away.

What has come over you?

Indian people, our people,

are routinely victimized by crime here in Port Blair.

And you've become obsessed with this one stupid American boy?

I don't care about the American boy.

It's the Sentinelese I care for.

All they want is to be who they are.

Yet the world is determined to go there and destroy them.

And someday they will.

So what? Do nothing?

You are a lazy shit.

Why are you even here?

Oh, I forgot.

You were given a monkey's job.

I wonder why.

This is my jurisdiction, not yours.

You had no authorization to deploy my officers out here.

Now go back to the station and turn in your badge.

You're fired.

Y-You cannot be serious.

All this hot air from you, and only one thing you've said is true.

This is theater.

All of it.

John Chau is dead.

That's funny.

I can't believe it.

Hello. Thanks, mate.

Oh, shit! Oh, my God!

Hey. Hey! Here. Take a seat.

- Are you sure? - Yeah, grab a seat.

Guys! Grab it. Grab my drink.

- You're getting soaked. -Oh, my God!

Oh, my God.

- Thanks, man. -All good.

Every day it rains at 2:00 p.m., like clockwork.

By 2:15, it'll be sunny again. I love it.

It's pissing down.

We crashed your party now.

- You're all alone? - Yeah.

I envy you.

It's been ten long days with this lot.

Piss off.

Where to? It's piss-pouring.

I'm Melanie, by the way.

John.

Looks like you've had yourself quite the morning.

Shit.

What's up?

It's the rental car.

Don't tell me it's fallen through.

No, it's reserved...

but it's a manual shift.

- Caleb! -I couldn't tell.

It didn't say anything about whether it was a manual or an auto.

- Oh, my-- - Well, does anybody drive stick?

No!

-What do you reckon? - None of us.

Caleb.

- You drive a manual? - Yeah.

- You-- Would you? - Yes! We're on.

Yeah. Come on.

You are a legend.

Thanks for doing this, mate. You're a real godsend.

You sure we're not taking you away from anything?

No.

Positive?

It's all good.

Hold on!

Whoa! Shit!

Whoa!

Oh!

Nice spot.

Who's up for a swim?

We can do better.

Why not?

All right.

Just a little bit further. Come on.

Oh, my God!

Oh, my God!

- Oh, my God! - You're a legend.

What?

Wow.

See? Better.

Yeah. But how do we get down there?

Like this.

No!

Well, it was nice knowing him.

- Holy shit. - Oh, my God.

He's insane.

He's insane.

Well. Shit.

- Melanie! - Melanie!

Oh!

- Oh, my God! - Whoo!

Hey!

Wait for me.

Oh, you cowards!

All right, then. Their loss.

Come on. Let's go.

Come on!

Oh, my God!

Beer?

No. Thanks.

Look at 'em.

No idea where they are.

And tomorrow, it's just... on to the next amusement.

So, I have a game.

Actually, no, it's stupid.

No!

What is it?

Right, well...

I ask you a question, then you ask me one.

Nothing ever gets answered.

- Okay. - Mm-hmm.

Mmm.

- What's your favorite... color? - Oh.

What's your greatest fear?

Why do you ask?

Who taught you to stick shift?

What do you wanna do with your life?

How come you've got epinephrine in your backpack?

Why did you follow me off the waterfall?

Have you got a favorite scar?

Is one of those guys your boyfriend?

Have you seen the ice machine in my hotel?

I don't mean to rush, but they could be back any minute now.

You got a condom?

It's okay. Caleb has some.

Two secs.

Yep. Bingo.

You're shivering.

It's like a hundred degrees in here. Are you...

You okay?

Do you... do you not want to do this?

- No... I do. - Okay.

Hey.

Is this your first time?

What?

It's okay.

It's everyone's first time at some point, right?

No. Uh...

It's not that.

Uh...

It's just...

A kid shot me this morning.

What?

I don't understand.

He shot me with an arrow.

It was right when I thought I was getting through to them.

To who?

The North Sentinelese. I was there. This morning.

No sense in lying. It feels so good to tell you.

Can I please have some privacy for once?

John, what are you talking about?

Why were you on that island?

To share the Lord's word.

You're a missionary?

These people don't know about Jesus Christ.

And you came here to convert them.

To save them.

I sensed there was something different about you.

But never would have guessed this one.

- I'm trying to help them. - Help them?

Have you ever heard the term "human safari"?

Yes, yes, of course I have.

I love the North Sentinelese. I wouldn't hurt them.

Do you know what Western imperialism has done to this part of the world?

Almost every tribe has gone extinct after contact with the West.

I've taken the precautions. I'm inoculated.

They were stolen. Experimented on.

And whoever did survive, whoever wasn't wiped out by disease--

Look at me! Am I some scary guy?

What you're doing is disgusting.

You're partying on their beach.

Fair enough. Yeah. Yes.

But how can you not see the problem with what you're doing?

I mean, you say you love the North Sentinelese.

You don't know the first thing about them.

Hey, I've done the research.

I know the history.

They're living in darkness. They are lost.

You need to go.

What are you trying to prove?

Just another day in paradise here.

What you are doing is disgusting.

What you're doing is disgusting.

What you're doing is disgusting!

What is it?

Inspector Ganali, this is Steve Simon, US Consulate.

Who?

Oh... you.

Anything on John Chau?

What do you think I've been doing all this time?

Let's play a game here.

Let's say he's dead.

Yeah, that's what people seem to think.

Any chance you guys can get his body back?

Or... is that a whole thing?

Do you know what is even better than his body?

His journal.

Let me try and read it out to you.

"God, I thank you for choosing me

even before I was even formed in my mother's womb

as your messenger of the Good News to the people of North Sentinel Island."

How noble of him.

Or this...

"God, I do not wish to die. Who will take my place if I do?"

This is not about God!

He does not know the tribe! He doesn't know anything!

He's just lost.

Still there?

Yeah.

I'm still here.

Thank you, Steve Simon.

Come in, Coast Guard Center.

Andaman Coast Guard, go ahead.

This is Inspector Ganali, Port Blair Police.

I'm requesting for a search and rescue helicopter

to take me to North Sentinel at first light.

Mel? Mel!

Melanie! Hey.

I'm sorry. Um...

Be right back.

- Hey. - Hi.

Headed out?

Uh, Thailand, yeah.

- About last night, I'm sorry. - It's fine.

It's okay.

I've never met anybody like you before.

Okay.

So yesterday, when I got shot...

...the Bible was in my vest.

It saved my life.

That's good. That's good.

So, like, it literally stopped the arrow.

So, last night I opened it up.

You know, I wanted to see where the arrow stopped.

Which verse.

It was Isaiah 65.

"I revealed myself to those who did not ask for me.

I was found by those who did not seek me."

Okay.

I was thinking, like, how incredible is that?

The arrow would stop the missionary's creed.

It's gotta be a sign, right? And then I realized something, okay?

I realized it wasn't the North Sentinelese I revealed myself to.

That was a total fail.

It was you.

I revealed myself to you.

You were right. I don't need to go back to that island.

Someone else can try.

I wanna come with you.

John, I told the police.

What?

After you left, I was worried.

Uh, what did you say to them?

Oi, Mel. We're leaving.

Yeah. Okay, yeah.

You're gonna get me arrested.

I didn't know what else to do, John.

I'm-I'm totally screwed.

I have to go.

Wait. W-When's your flight?

Now. Soon. We're headed to the airport.

I'll meet you there.

Melanie!

Yo, John!

Chandler?

You all right?

W-What are you doing here?

I came to see you. Remember?

Hey, don't tell me you're leaving already.

Dude, I need to hear about everything.

Forget about her. There's plenty of chicks out there who dig Christian guys.

- Yep. - Look how far you got.

You actually made it to the island. You preached in the waves, man.

You can go home without shame.

Home to what? What am I supposed to do now?

Anything you want.

Like I said, this kind of thing isn't for most people, okay?

When Jesus asked those fishermen in the Sea of Galilee to follow him,

how many guys do you think he had to go to before he found 12 that said yes?

Is that supposed to make me feel better?

Yes! Yes, of course it's supposed to make you feel better.

You're a human being.

And the demands that Christ makes on us, they're unreasonable.

At least you tried.

You know?

Take it.

- Your backpack? - I don't need it anymore.

There's a plane leaving for Bangkok in 45 minutes. Get on it.

What do you mean? I just got here.

The police know about me. Soon they'll know about you.

But I need some money.

Three hundred should be enough to find a boat.

Dude, you're--

Are you for real?

You seriously thinking of going back?

There's a flight just right now.

Here, you better hurry.

Thank you.

...as I have everybody's undivided attention,

once a week.

Where's our son, Lynda?

...everything I say.

Where's our son?

Where's John?

...it's coming out of her mouth and mine.

Hey, guys.

This is it.

About to be dropped off for good on North Sentinel.

I hope this isn't the last you hear from me.

But if it is...

just remember...

...first one to heaven wins.

Patrick.

Are you all right?

What did we do wrong?

What do you mean?

We should have stopped him.

We let him get farther and farther away.

God only knows where he is now.

Patrick.

You know where he is.

We've known for years what John was going to do.

And now that he's there, he needs our prayers.

Because if anyone can pull this off, it's our son.

- What? - Some people are coming over.

We're holding a prayer group for John.

Okay?

You're not a police officer anymore.

I could have you jailed for this.

Hey, I'm talking to you.

Are you going to ignore me like you ignore your husband?

I don't have a husband.

I'm not married.

It was a stupid story I made up for you people!

The one I love refuses to marry me because her religion,

our religion, won't permit her to become my wife.

Now do you understand you stupid son of a bitch?

There's no word in Hindi for who I am.

John Chau had no place in this world either.

So he came here.

That's what people do when they're lost.

They end up here.

If the police say a man is dead, that man will be dead.

If the poilce say a man is merely missing,

his relatives and friends may live in hope.

It's up to you.

Hello.

I'm John.

Um... S--

Oh, Dad.

John.

One, two, three.