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- MAN: Every state has its folklore, tall tales, and legends...

but sometimes there is a darker story-- a tale not so much told, as whispered.

[grunts]

- I never knew anybody that was connected to their land the way Dave was.

I mean, he--he loved that land.

It was like he was a part of it, and it was part of him.

- Little tension, Andy. - All right.

- ANDY: Dave was a fine craftsman.

Made most of his stuff out of sugar maple and red oak that he grew on his property.

- DAVE: Away!

- Dave and Heather were high school sweethearts,

and she was the prettiest girl in Alpena County, and she knew it.

[mellow music]

[engine revving]

- Nice piece of wood!

- It's got a little twist in it.

A nice spiral grain. - Ah.

- ANDY: A fine log of wood.

- DAVE: He knows.

- Coney dogs all right for you fellas?

- Yes, ma'am.

- ANDY: She was an expensive wife, though.

I mean, she was always asking Dave for stuff he couldn't really afford,

and--and he would get it for her,

you know, no matter how much it set him back.

- Lunch is served.

[clinks]

- Hey there, sexy.

- Do I know you?

- No... - [chuckles]

...but I heard you're into lumberjacks.

- It's true. I do sort of have a thing for dumb, muscular guys.

- Hmm.

I guess it's my lucky day.

Is that new?

- I should've asked you first, but it was just so beautiful.

I can take it back.

- No, I like it.

We'll find a way to pay for it.

[whistling]

- Nobody was expecting the accident.

And I'll never forgive myself for not being there.

- Hey, Andy just called.

Wow.

- You like it?

- That is going to turn a few heads tonight.

- Just a few?

What about Andy?

- Andy called in sick.

We're supposed to fell a tree together and now I'm gonna have to do it by myself,

so we maybe a little late.

- Babe, we're on the fundraising committee,

we have to show up on time.

- I know, but there is weather coming in tomorrow,

and I'm short of lumber... [inhales]

Maybe you could give me a hand?

- Now? - It's just a little tree.

Well, actually, it's a really big tree but it won't take long.

- Fine. - I love you.

Come on!

[sighs]

Hey, keep the line taut.

OK? - Sorry!

[pulley rattling]

- DAVE: Away!

[creaks]

[Heather screams]

- Heather, no!

[birds calling, wings fluttering]

[groans]

[sobbing]

You're OK, you're OK.

[Heather grunts]

Oh, shit.

[screams and cries]

It's OK.

It's OK.

[crying]

It's OK.

[shrieks]

- Oh, my God! - You're losing too much blood.

- Help me...

[insect buzzing]

Help me!

Help me!

[grunts]

Wait, what are you doing? - I gotta get you free.

- David, please! No, no, no!

[screams] No!