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- Identify departure,
regional navigation craft

on altitude at your discretion.

- Hello?

- This is Masset airport on
122, Tesla seven, go ahead.

- Old habits, am I right?

Thanks.

- Made by a friend, burns
a little when you piss

but hell of a fine drunk.

Thanks, sweet pea.

- You a regular here?

- About that time.

- You going to
Sportsman's Lodge too?

- Sure, kid, I'm
flying you there.

So, you're the new watchman.

- No, I'm just filling
in for couple of weeks.

Photographer, photojournalist.

- Fuck me, they must be
desperate.

- Yeah, well, just trying
to get some quick cash,

some good shots.

- First time to Haida Gwaii?

- Yeah.

- Man, islands at
the end of the sky.

Ice age missed 'em, you know?

The legends are,

some of the strangest
I ever fucking heard.

Oh and watch yourself,
low salmon run this year.

Bears are hungry.

Hey, hey, hey, Kohler, woo!

- Hey, ya old cocksucker!

- Hey buddy!

- You gotta watch
out for this guy.

Last time he had a couple of
drinks he tried to fuck a deer.

- That didn't happen,
Kohler, geeze.

You must be Jacob.
- It's just Jake.

- Call me Sparky.

- Seriously?

- Yeah.

There's some
goodies in the back.

- Oh, great, okay.

- You boys stay out
of each other's bunks.

- That ain't funny, Kohler.

These the only shoes you got?

- What?

- What, are you a size
nine, nine and a half?

- Yeah, nine and a half.

- Let's see what we got.

- Haida Gwaii forms a
dagger-shaped archipelago

of over 150 islands.

Located 90 miles from the
west coast of British Columbia

and just over 60 miles
to the Alaskan Panhandle.

Haida Gwaii's first settlements
date back over 13,000 years.

It's considered by some
scientists the Pacific route

taken by the first humans
that migrated to the Americas.

During the Ice Age, glaciers
receded from Haida Gwaii

2000 years earlier
than the mainland.

Nicknamed the Galapagos of
the North, the islands make up

a unique biocultural zone
with many ancient plants

and animals found nowhere
else in the world.

- Jake, time to get going!

- Fuck.

Shit.

Yeah, fuck, I'm up, I'm up.

- Hang on there Sparks, I've
got him on the line right now.

Oh sure, get back to me
on that count by tomorrow

if you can darling, over.

- Very good,
thanks, Donna, over.

- Anything for you, honey buns.

I don't want you going
hungry down there.

Especially with the
new kid joining you.

- Oh baby.

- Oh hey, you tried on
those PJs I sent you?

You know they're not
real silk but they sure--

- I got to get back to you
tomorrow, over and out.

Hey.

Boots and everything
fitting all right?

- All a perfect fit.

- Right, cool.

I got a lot of work to do, so.

- Welcome to Sportsman's
Lodge in Quinna Sound.

Opened in 1911, originally
it was called Sporter's Lodge

until she burnt to the
ground, was rebuilt in 1955.

- What's with the dead trees?

- We got some heavy
winds this time of year,

bit of a dust up but
firewood is free.

You take a shower?

- Yeah, why?

- With soap?

- No, fucking gasoline.

- You take a shower,
I recommend no soap,

nothing with perfume.

Bugs love it.

No one to impress up
here anyway.

Mostly what we do this
time of year is repairs,

groundskeeping,
winterizing, you know.

What's this for?

- I'm a photographer.

- Oh, well, you should get some
real nice pictures up here.

What you do there,
you cut yourself?

- Heat rash jerking off.

- Okay.

This here's the water tank.

We pump the water up
from the well through

the chlorine system.

But when the temperature
drops below zero

the pipes'll freeze.

One winter we went three
weeks without running water.

And I'm not gonna let
that happen again.

See?

- Hey, hey, what's
that shed used for?

- It had a leak,
I had to emptiy it out.

- I've been looking for
a place to maybe store

some darkroom equipment.

- There's nothing pretty about
it, but you wanna fix it up,

you can use it.

- That'd be great.

- It's real nice
to have you around.

I'm not in as good a
shape as I used to be,

so having a little help
this time of year is just real n

- No problem.

- This here's the
hardware store.

Got a few projects on the go.

Obviously we do our own building
and marine repairs here.

Now, have you ever done any
repair work before, Jake?

- Took a lawnmower
repair class in school.

- Ah, good work with that.

- Whatever you say, Zippy.

- Oh, good one,
the name's Sparky.

This is a genny, it's
water cooled and requires

a constant top up with diesel.

And these things
sometimes get loose

so you gotta check 'em out.

Oh yeah, this one's
loose right here.

You wanna give it a whirl?

Come on, give that a whirl,
come on, there you go.

Now easy now, damn it,
you're stripping it now!

Just take it easy there, okay.

Aw damn it!

Jake, hey.

You caught me having
a little puff here.

My homegrown, it
helps with the hips.

- Sure it does.

- What do you have there?

- A little tobacco and hash.

Thanks.
- Yeah.

- Been out here
for a while, huh?

- 12 seasons.

Been guiding and doing winters.

Four straight, year around.

- No shit.

You ever miss the
real world then?

- Real world?

Come on, Jake, I have
everything I need up here.

- It must get
lonely, doesn't it?

- Sometimes.

Had this cat that hung around.

But I ain't seen him lately.

- In that case, how often do
you and Donna see each other?

You two are--
- Donna?

No, no, no, Donna, she's
up in the headquarters

up in Alaska.

How about yourself, Jake?

You have a special
girl back home?

- Seriously, sounds like

she was wet for you
though, Sprinkles.

- Hold on now, Jake, Donna's
your superior and no.

I'm telling you, never
even met face to face.

- So you're telling me
you never busted through

those cobwebs, that's
what you're telling me?

- Come on, Jake.

You're getting a bit
disrespectful here.

- I'm just saying,
think about it.

Sparky!

- Oh hey, Jake.

- What the fuck, man?

- Oh sorry, man, the
damn martens are chewing

up my lawn again.

Think I got 'em though.

- Congratulations.

- Hey, hey.

- The islands' inhabitants
developed a culture made rich

by the abundance
of land and sea.

Noted seafarers, they occupied
more than 100 villages

throughout the islands.

They were skilled traders.

The islands played an important
role during the maritime

fur trade era of the late
18 to early 19th centuries.

Haida Gwaii is home to
an abundance of wildlife.

There are nearly
7000 rare species.

Most notable is the Queen
Charlotte black bear.

A native subspecies known
for its exceptionally large

jaws and teeth.

Fuck!

Well, think I know what
happened to your cat.

- Little White Lightning?

- More, more.

Should have read your
fucking horoscope today, kid.

- Fuck's sake.

- You ever fire one
of these before?

- No.

- Wanna learn?

- Okay.

- Water level's
higher than normal,

hike up your socks, Jake!

Hey, watch those ones,
they're real slippery.

Come on, Jake!

- Yeah, laugh it up.

My foot's fucking freezing.

- It's all part of
the adventure, buddy.

Another watchman and I set
this up a few years back.

It's a great place
to let off some steam

and learn to protect yourself.

Rule one, always the treat
the gun as if it were loaded.

- All right.

- Whoa!

Rule two, be careful where

you point the damn
thing, all right?

Rule three, keep your finger
off the trigger, all right?

Aim down the sights,
square your feet up a bit.

There you go, now you
aim, and then you squeeze.

Just like that.

- I think I got it.
- Okay.

There you go.

Okay, square your feet,
aim your front foot

towards the target.

- Fuck!

You could have
warned me about that.

- You all right?

There you go, okay, same thing.

This time old the butt
right against your shoulder

like that, nice and tight
so you don't get a kick

like that again, okay?

All right, it's all you,
this time.

- Yeah, you see that?

- Oh my god, buddy.
- Whoo!

- You've earned that, holy shit.

- Kohelr said something
about these islands.

Said strange things happen here,

you know what he
was talking about?

- I've never been a
superstitious guy personally.

Never seen anything to give
those old stories any credence.

- What do you mean?

What if you saw something
you couldn't explain?

- Think I'd keep that to myself.

- Jesus, Sparky, what the fuck?

- Got him!

One more down.

- Sparky.
- Hey.

- Going to head out,
get some shots, thinking

maybe I could borrow the rifle?

- Tide's changing, I'm
dropping a couple rods.

- I actually wouldn't
mind coming on the boat

with you sometime, getting
some shots on the water.

- Sure.

Another time?

- The rifle then.

- Not sure that's
a good idea, Jake.

- The islands are home to
large forests with a wide

variety of ancient trees,
including the spruce,

western red cedar,
yellow cedar, shore pine,

western hemlock, mountain
hemlock, and red alder.

And then there's the rare and
magnificent golden spruce.

A naturally occurring genetic
mutation causes the needles

of some Haida Gwaii spruces
to have a golden hue.

Lacking pigment to protect its
leaves from excess sunlight

the golden spruces should
have withered and died

but instead they
have flourished.

Anna.

Anna!

Anna!

Anna, wait, Anna, wait please!

Please don't leave me.

Fuck!

Ah!

- Day off.

Come on, we're going fishing.

You know why fish make
lousy hockey players?

- What?

- Because they're afraid
of the net.

- You're a funny guy, Sparky.

- Thought you were
just going for a walk.

- Yeah, I passed out.

- Well how the hell
far did you get?

Because I looked
all over for you.

What's wrong with you
there, you got a rash?

- Just allergies.

- You know it's just you and
me out here, no one else.

So the next time
you go for a walk--

- Why don't you just mind
your fucking business, friend?

- Hey, hold it there, Jake.

I need your friendship like
I need a kick in the teeth.

Do your damn job.

And I know you been sneaking
supplies from my shed.

I see everything around here--
- I'm sick of your shit!

- Hey, you cocksuckers.

Sorry to interrupt you
there, nice glassy day.

- How you doing, Kohler?

- Oh, me?

I need a drink.

Holy hell, Sparky.

You been working the
piss out of him or what?

- He had a rough day.

- No shit.

And got another one.
- Thank you sir.

- They tell you boys about
the storm?

- Another blower?

- Not another pussyfart.

- They're calling
for category three.

- God damn, how long?

- Day after next, southwesterly.

It's gonna be one dirty whore.

- It's in the air.

Only one thing to do.

Get liquored.

- How many you need?

- Two.
- Two.

- One?
- Yeah.

- Shit.

You sure you're
okay to fly, Kohler?

Fuck, fuck, fuck!

Fuck!

Come on, baby.

- I'm on with him right now.
I can't tell if he can read
me or not.

Sparks, are you reading me?

Sparks, do you read me?

- Can you read me, over?

- , over.

- Say again Donna, over.

- We've been tracking
it. The forecast...

- Can you please say that,
come again Donna, over.

- The forecast is
saying that it is headed

straight for you, hurricane
confirmed, category three.

We've been tracking it
every hour and it's only

getting nastier, over.

- Copy that, Donna.

Don't worry about
me, we'll talk to you

in the morning, darling.

- I'd better get a status
report in 24 hours.

Or I'm going to worry, over
and out.

- The fuck is this?

- I'm sorry about this, Jake.

- What's your
fucking problem, huh?

- Did you forget already?

I must have hit you harder
than I thought, huh?

- Sparky, listen to me, I
don't know what you think

you saw but you gotta let me go.

- You came at me with a
goddamn knife, think I saw!

- Jesus Christ.

- You think I did
this to myself, huh?

I am really trying to
give you the benefit

of the doubt here Jake.

- Can't believe you tied me up.

- Like I said, I feel
real bad about it.

- Do you?
- Yeah.

It was for your own good.

You're outta control, bud.

I mean, you insult me, you
damage company property,

you steal load supplies
and you lost the rifle.

I don't know what you're
smoking or snorting

but you are not gonna
jeopardize my home here.

You wanna hurt
somebody or yourself?

Not on my watch,
not at my lodge!

Now, again, I'm real
sorry to say it.

Because of right now,
you are suspended.

Your place here in the future
is questionable at best.

Understand, huh?

Now.

Nothing's flying in or
out 'til after the storm.

Kohler was right, calling
for a category three.

Now I have to batten
down the hatches.

Unfortunately, I
could use your help.

I just wanna know
that I can trust you.

What does that mean?
- It means yes.

- Yes what?

- That you can trust me.

I'll admit, maybe I was a
little bit out of it before

but I'm okay now.

I promise you, Sparky,
you can trust me.

- Jesus Christ, man. Just get
me the fuck out of here.

I just need a cigarette.

- I'm gonna untie your hands.

The rest you can do yourself.

- Sure.

- Easy.

Wanna top it up?

Goes right down there.

- You got a bunker?

- This place is
full of surprises.

Spent many a night down here.

That's good.

- Okay, got it.

- That should do it.

- You want me to take over?

- No, I got this.

- Whatever you say, boss.

- Marine forecast, hurricane.

Force wind warning in effect
through Tuesday afternoon.

West winds 35 to 45 knots,
gusts up to 60 knots.

After midnight, rain.

- It's accelerating quickly.

Landfall less than an hour.

We should get underground.

- Just need to grab something
from my room quickly.

- Yeah, sure.

Don't make me come get you.

- Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!

No!

You can fix this.

- What'd you do to
yourself now, Jake?

- Nothing.

- Those are supposed to
be the emergency supplies.

- Well, they're being put to
good use then, aren't they?

- You either have very bad luck

or you're the stupidest
goddamn idiot I've ever met.

- I need your opinion

like I need another
needle in the cock.

So you never leave here, huh?

Never wash your fucking clothes?

Never shower, it's the
same pair of underwear

for the last four fucking years?

- Better hygiene than
someone else at this table.

- Ah, well, nobody to
impress up here, right?

Is that what you told me?

Anyway, you'll have to get
some aftershave at least

when you finally
hook up with Donna.

- Christ, don't start in on
Donna again.

- She's a saint.

- Sure she is.

- You still wanna play?

- Hm?

- Thank for your help today.

You were really helpful
and I appreciate it.

Oh.

Wanna tell me
what's on your mind?

I've heard it all and then some.

Why don't you start with
here you found that knife?

- I wish I could.

- You know, living up here
puts things in perspective.

Some people come up
here and the islands

find the best of them.

And some, they find the worst.

Before I came here,

I worked on big
fishing trawlers.

We were on this run
in the Bering Strait.

I was asleep in my
bunk, skeleton crew.

We were working
double shifts and this

young deckhand took over watch.

He was barely into puberty.

A rouge wave hit us
without warning, a monster.

All the glass on the bridge
broke and the pressure

from the water threw this
kid down onto the cabin deck.

Broke his back and
one of his legs.

I carried him out.

We drifted for 15 hours

before I realized he'd
stopped breathing.

Back home I couldn't shake it.

People always had
something to say or they'd

just stare at you.

I needed to get away.

This place is quiet, peaceful.

I haven't driven a car in years.

I can't remember the last
time I was stuck in traffic

or carried a wallet
around, heard a phone ring.

And I do not miss
any of that shit.

Devil always gets his due.

He may not have got me on
that boat, but when he does,

I'm gonna be right
here on Haida Gwaii.

What you got here?

Nudie pictures, huh?

What are these
supposed to be, Jake?

- You know I had
to get away too.

Got nothing to go back to.

Is that what you wanted
to hear, Sparky?

That everyone I love is
either dead or fucked off

a long time ago?

That everything I own
I brought with me here

on that plane?

I think about ending it every
fucking goddamn day like it's

a fucking hobby.

But I tell myself to
keep going for the work,

but guess what?

No one gives a shit about
my work, it's firestarter.

And now this.

This is fucking different.

I need you to listen
to me, Sparky.

I could have kept this
to myself but I am being

straight with you here, straight
as a goddamn arrow, okay?

Shit man, it's like living
in a fucking nightmare.

- What are you saying, Jake?

- I'm saying I don't know
how, Sparky, but I know

you are gonna die.

What are you talking about--

- Listen, you leave here,
you're a fucking dead man--

- And what if I stay?

Sparky, don't do this!

Listen to me, Sparky--

- Stay the fuck away from me!

- Sparky, wait.

- No more Jake, I'm
done with your shit.

- Listen to me, Sparky!

Please, okay, you're gonna
die if you go out there.

Sparky!

Sparky, Sparky!

Sparky!

Sparky!

Sparky, wait!

Sparky!

- Hey over here, over here!

Come on, I'm right
fucking here, come on!

- Jake?

Jake?