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[Birds chirping]
[Ducks quacking]
[Banging sound in distance]
[Banging continues]
[Bird calling]
[Man grunting]
[Man grunting loudly]
[Exhaling slowly]
[Laughing]
[Laughing continues]
[Breathing heavily]
[Grunting]
[Screaming]
[Growling]
- You brat! Wanna try staying awake?
What do you think your parents send you to school for?
Just so you can sit here and ignore poor Mrs. Alexander?
Does Mrs. Alexander bore you?
- No.
- No what, butthead? No opinion?
Maybe I'll have to teach you a little after-class etiquette?
- Dylan, turn around and pay attention.
- You're dead, Andrich!
[Students chatting, indistinct]
[♪ Rock blaring on headphones ♪]
- Are you bringing or buying?
- What?
- Are you bringing lunch or buying it?
- I'm creaming it!
- What? - Ice cream!
I'm not touching that barf-on-a-bun stuff.
[Scoffing]
Ugh!
Oh!
I'll meet you there.
[Sighing]
- Later! - Yeah.
Ugh!
Hey!
- Give your ears a break, Piglet.
- Why don't you mind your own business?
- Unfortunately, you are my business.
- In your dreams!
- Hey, Mom wants us out front at 3:00.
You better be there.
- Maybe, maybe not.
- Yeah right!
[Bell ringing]
- So, when did your dad die and leave you in charge?
- Ever since he decided to leave my mother.
- No way! - Yes way!
You wouldn't want to be around my house lately.
Everybody's bouncing off the walls.
- Hmm.
[All shouting]
All right! Some midgets are going at it!
[Shouting continues]
Oh!
[Both grunting]
- Jake!
- Hey, forget it, dude!
You gotta stop sticking up for your little brother.
You're in 10th grade now. Don't be such a loser.
[Both grunting]
♪ ♪ ♪
- All right, well, here's the message.
You tell them if they can't come to the table
with $2 million at least,
then forget about it!
No, tell them if they want acreage at that price,
they can buy it in Montana!
And tell them to bring their snow shovels.
Yeah. All right. God!
That's a lot of crap.
- Here. Eat this before it gets any colder.
- Sorry about that, kids. I had to take that call.
- That's OK. We're used to it.
Carly, please pass your father the peas.
[♪ Rock blaring on headphones ♪]
- Excuse me!
Carly!
Hello!
- Oh, I'm sorry! Were you talking to me?
- Yes, I said not to wear headphones at the table.
Peas!
- Sorry!
- Mm-hmm!
If you spent as much time practicing your piano
as you do with those headphones on, you'd--
- Why should I? You don't play anymore!
- Carly, that's enough!
- So, Jake, what's new with you?
- Nothing's new with me, Dad!
How was your day, Justy?
- Yeah, what's up, Justy?
Oh no! Not again!
Have you quit fighting back altogether?
- I don't know.
- Well, your brother tells me
you're becoming the school punching bag.
You gotta tell the teachers about it
or it'll keep happening!
What do you expect?
- Next time, block your face better.
- Next time, help me out.
- You're supposed to be sticking up for each other.
- I've already talked to them about that, Bill.
- Now, listen up, everybody!
This is a family. Start behaving like one.
It's a tough world out there.
Watch your back, or somebody will stab it.
Bottom line, you look out for one another,
you can handle any crap.
- You are unbelievable!
- Believe it.
- You should try listening to yourself talk.
What would really be helpful would be if you tried to spend
a little bit more time with your family.
- Good! Maybe I could drop a few accounts.
We could all go to the zoo!
I could quit altogether and manage his boxing career.
- I was just suggesting that you--
- Let me suggest something:
Why don't you sue me only for child support
and drop the alimony, hmm?
Any other suggestions?
- Yes.
I suggest that we finish this conversation in the living room.
- Is it over?
- It's just beginning, Piglet.
- How dare you bring that up in front of them?
Listen, Bill, this is hard on all of us.
In case you haven't noticed,
Justin is becoming more and more withdrawn.
The only time I talk to Carly is when her batteries go dead.
And God knows what Jake is up to with those friends of his!
If they just had a little bit of time away from all of this!
- Oh, here we go! "Not in front of the kids."
Conversation number 3.
- Oh, come on!
It's just for a couple of weeks!
This will give you time to find a place to live.
And you know my father has more than enough room on the ranch.
The kids will love it!
- No way! I'm not going to some ranch!
- And Daddy will even send his plane to pick them up!
Come on, Bill.
Just try to think about the kids...
your family.
- I think about us a lot. I--
[Phone ringing]
- Well?
- Hello?
Yeah! Good, good. I know they'd cave in.
Yeah, what was it? The snow-shovel line?
Did that get them? Huh?
Uh, Michael, hold on just a second, uh...
Whatever.
You know what's best.
Look, um, I--
[Dial tone]
♪ ♪ ♪
♪ ♪ ♪
♪ ♪ ♪
- See that mountain range down there?
Runs clear up to your grandpa's ranch.
Some of the most rugged country in the world.
- Not many airports down there, huh?
[Chuckling]
- No, you got that right!
In these parts, you need to be specially rated
for treetop landings.
- [Jake]: Hank, is this a park or something?
- It's more than a park! It's part of our heritage.
Glacier Creek National Forest
is one of the last unspoiled areas in the country.
- How come I never heard of it?
- [Justin]: Try looking in your history book under "gold rush."
- [Jake]: Funny! - [Hank]: That's right, Justin!
Back in 1898,
people from all over came to mine for gold in this valley.
- Well, it looks deserted now.
- Take a good look, kids!
This land is as wild as it gets.
- Are there a lot of animals around here?
- Oh yeah! Lots of wildlife around here.
But mainly, this is bear country.
- There are bears on Papa's ranch?
- No, not bears. Just horses.
In fact, there's a new mare
that will knock you on your behind every time.
- That's the one I'm riding!
- How about you, Justin? You gonna give it a shot?
- No, thanks! I'm not much into horses.
- Justy's just scared. He's scared of everything.
- I am not! And quit calling me "Justy".
- Hey, Hank! What's happening?
- Running into a little turbulence here.
CF-9 to Betton Tower.
Requesting weather update for Holg's Pass.
- [Man on radio]: Cloud cover is 1,200 feet.
Winds of 70 knots. Over.
[Static on radio]
- Tighten your seatbelts!
- Hank, what's going on?
- The winds are strong, that's all.
Nothing to worry about!
Hold tight, kids! Hold tight!
Something's wrong!
Something's wrong!
Put your heads down!
- Hank! We're going into the tree!
- Mayday! Brace yourselves!
Mayday! Mayday!
[Carly screaming]
- Hang on!
[Birds chirping]
[Bird cawing]
[Chiseling in distance]
[Man grunting]
- Slim's gold!
The piles! At 30 years!
My ship has come in,
and it ain't no rowboat!
[Grunting]
[Birds chirping]
- Hey!
Here's the gag gift that the Newmans gave us
for our anniversary last year.
My, my, how prophetic.
Here, you can have it.
- Very funny!
[Phone ringing]
- Hello? Daddy!
Are you sure?
Where?
[Crying]: What do you mean, you don't know?
How can you just lose an airplane for--
Yeah?
Oh my God!
- What's the matter? What? What is it?
♪ ♪ ♪
[Birds chirping]
[Coughing]
- Hank?
Hank!
[Carly coughing]
Oh no! Oh no!
You guys OK?
[Moaning]
- Are we dead?
[Coughing]
[Coughing]
- We crashed!
- Brilliant observation.
- Ow!
I'm bleeding!
- It's OK! It's OK!
Take this. Put it on your forehead, OK?
You'll be fine.
- Is he...
Is he dead?
[Sighing]
- Yeah. Yeah, I think he is.
- No, he can't be! He must be just--
- Carly! - No, no, no!
[Carly screaming]
No! No!
[Sobbing]
Oh! I want my mommy.
- It's OK. It's OK.
[Carly sobbing]
It's OK.
- This is for Slim's new car.
This is for Slim's new house.
This is for Slim's new clothes.
[Slim laughing]
Oh! Ah ha!
Mmm! Oh ho!
- [Woman on radio]: CX-1 to base.
Sector 5 looks clear.
There's no sign of the plane. Over.
- [Man on radio]: 10-4, CX-1.
Go on to Sector 8 and continue the search.
[Static on radio]
[Men and women chatting, phone ringing]
- Sector 1, 3, 2...
- OK, so, possibly, they could be in 8 or 10?
- Why has this not closed?
That money should have been transferred on Friday!
Hey, you're breaking up. Michael?
Well, if you can't handle this one transaction,
then how the hell are you gonna run the whole company?
I can--
[Static on phone]
Oh, dammit!
[Birds chirping]
[Man talking on police radio, indistinct]
I don't know why they bothered bringing us here!
The plane obviously went down
somewhere over the national forest,
and that's where we should be standing by!
- Oh, let's do their jobs for them, Bill.
Our kids are out there somewhere.
We don't even know if they're OK!
- Thank you for the update, Shelly.
Come on! We're here for the same reason.
- Oh, are we? Who told you that?
Michael at the office?
- That's not necessary. That does no good!
- Don't even think about it!
- Excuse me! Mr. and Mrs. Andrich?
I'm sorry to interrupt. I'm Neil Barnes.
I'm heading up this operation.
- Have you found anything?
- Uh, no, unfortunately.
But, uh, if you'll follow me up to my office,
I'll bring you folks up to speed.
- Ow! - Careful!
- Excuse me!
- Hi!
- Hiya! You know a guy named Slim?
- Slim, yeah. - You know, um...
You know where his cabin is?
- Uh, yeah. Let me show you.
It's right up here.
- Oh yeah! Huh.
So, uh, what's happening here today?
- We're searching for a small plane we suspect
crashed somewhere between here and the border.
- It's pretty rugged territory for a, what, a foot search?
- You're telling me!
We're looking for volunteers. You guys interested?
- Any reward?
- No.
[Chuckling]
Forget it.
What's wrong with your eye?
- Nothing.
- You just did it again!
- What?
- There, my lovelies!
[Grunting]
Ah! Slim is right behind you.
30 years alone, just waiting to find you!
[Grunting]
Oh! Ah!
[Bones cracking]
Ah!
[Exhaling sharply, sniffling]
Oh!
[Chuckling]
Ah! Slim's gold! We hide.
[Grunting]
What one can't see,
one can't find.
[Laughing]
Ah!
[Grunting]
♪ ♪ ♪
- It's kind of like a grave.
- Here, put this on top.
[Birds chirping]
- So, now what do we do?
[Sighing]
- We gotta wait by the plane.
When we don't show up to Papa's,
they got to figure out that we crashed and come looking for us.
- I'm not sleeping in there! - Me neither!
And I'm getting cold!
- And hungry!
- All right, all right!
We'll see what we can find.
[Birds chirping]
[Clearing throat]
[Helicopter blades chopping in distance]
[Bird cawing]
- Huh?
[Sniffling]
- [Woman]: Sector 8 is all clear. Over.
- [Man on radio]: Copy that. Report back to base, CX-1.
[Grunting]
[Sighing]
[Screaming]
[Breathing heavily]
- Oh no!
- Now we are gonna die!
[Metal clanging]
- Hey, guys! Look over here!
Got some bandages, some matches,
a flashlight and chocolate bars.
- I'll take the flashlight.
- Yeah, and I'll take the candy bar!
- No way, Piglet!
- Don't call me "Piglet," bum-breath!
- Hey, that's enough!
Now, we each get a chocolate bar.
Tomorrow, this place will be swarming with rescue people.
Until then, you have to share.
Deal?
- Deal.
[Sighing]
- It's a deal, I guess.
[Birds chirping]
[Animal growling softly]
[Metal clanging]
[Grunting]
[Panting]
- [Whispering]: Jake! Jake!
Jake! - Uh, what? What?
Holy sh--!
[Screaming]
[Growling]
Just be really calm and quiet.
- I don't wanna be eaten!
- [Whispering]: Shut up, Carly!
[Growling]
- Aaah! - Carly, no!
- Run away! Go!
[Carly screaming]
♪ ♪ ♪
- CX-1 to base. I'm flying over Bear Lake.
Still no signs of the plane. Over.
[All breathing heavily]
- Whose idea was it to run, anyways?
- I guess we got away, huh?
- Yes, we did. Now, how do we get out of here?
- Well...
[Breathing heavily]
I don't know.
- Forget it! Let's just get out of here.
- What if they find the plane, and we're not there?
- Then they'll just ask the bear which way we went, Piglet.
- Don't call me "Piglet"!
[Oinking]
Stop it! - Hey, that's enough!
Come on. Let's go!
Come on. This way looks good.
- This isn't a forest. This is a jungle!
- Nice try, Piglet, but wrong continent.
- I just want to go home, that's all.
- Don't worry. There's gotta be a road around here somewhere.
- I'll even settle for a path.
- Come on!
♪ ♪ ♪
♪ ♪ ♪
[Bird calling]
- When are we gonna find someone?
My feet hurt!
Come on, you guys! We've been walking for hours.
Can't we please take a break?
- If you haven't noticed,
I'm trying to get us out of here!
- You don't even know where we're going!
And besides, who put you in charge?
- All right, fine!
If you think you can do any better, go ahead!
But I'm going that way!
- Guys, shut up, all right?
We're gonna stick together. That's the deal.
- Now, which way do you wanna go?
[Sighing]
- Good choice, Piglet.
- [Carly]: I'm thirsty! - [Justin]: Me too!
- We're all thirsty. Just keep walking.
[Both sighing]
- Isn't there a Mini Market around here?
There's always a Mini Market when you need one.
- She's delirious! We're in big trouble now.
- I'm just saying that a nice, cold jumbo cherry slusher
would sure hit the spot!
- Or a beer!
- Since when have you been drinking beer?
- I had a couple last week at Brett's party.
- So, what's it like?
- It's no big deal, really.
It makes you feel kind of dizzy, kind of woozy, like this.
Ah!
- [Both]: Jake!
- Oh my gosh!
Jake, stay still! Don't move!
- Don't move!
- I'm not gonna move, all right!
- He's gonna fall! We have to get help!
Do something!
- Just let me think!
- Jake, don't move!
[Grunting]
- I'm going down there!
- Are you crazy?
- Would you rather go?
[Grunting]
- [Echoing]: Be careful!
[Grunting]
- Watch out!
- What are you trying to do, kill me?
- You're going a pretty good job of that yourself.
- Ah! My leg is pretty bad.
- See the trouble drinking gets you into?
[Grunting]
- Ow!
- I saw this on TV.
- Ah! Easy! It's tight!
- It's supposed to be.
[Grunting]
- Oh, man! How are we ever gonna get off this thing?
- I got an idea.
I'm gonna go up there first, and about halfway through,
I'll start to pull you up, OK?
- Come on, Justy!
Even if you make it, what about me?
- OK, first of all, don't call me "Justy".
Second of all, just chill out.
And third, I'm all you got. Let's go.
Come on!
[Grunting]
Come on!
Use your other leg!
- [Carly]: Be careful!
[Grunting]
- Come on!
[Both grunting]
Jake, don't look down!
Come on, stay with me! You can do it!
[Grunting]
- Justin!
- Give me your hand, Jake! Give me your hand.
- I can't!
- Give me your hand!
Come on!
Come on! Just reach up!
Give it! We're right here, Jake! Give it!
- Come on, Justy!
- Jake, give me your hand!
- If I fall, I'll die!
- Come on! I got you!
Come on!
[Grunting]
[Breathing heavily]
Come on! Come on, Jake!
- Justin, I made it!
- Yeah, you're OK, Jake.
We're OK.
- [Woman on radio]: CX-1 to base.
I'm in Sector 7, flying into Glacier Valley Creek. Over.
- Maintain your course, CX-1.
Their last radio transmission came from there. Over.
[Birds chirping]
[Water flowing in distance]
- Shhh! Shhh!
You hear that?
- Yeah.
- Come on!
- [Carly]: Water!
- Do I have the scent of a bloodhound or what?
- Well, maybe the face of one.
- Hey!
[Both laughing]
[Jake]: Cut it out, you little dweeb!
[Laughing]
Hey!
- Ah!
- [Jake]: Hey, watch this!
[Sighing]
[Carly laughing]
[Insects chirring]
- Coffee?
[Inhaling deeply]
- Sure.
- I'm, uh, I'm sorry about this morning.
- Forget it!
We're both getting what we deserve here.
It's simple, really.
What isn't loved is taken away.
- Oh, come on!
We both love the kids. You know that.
- Oh, we've been doing a really good job of showing it lately.
[Door opening, closing]
Have you heard anything?
- No. It'll be dark soon,
and we'll, uh, resume the search in the morning.
We'll contact you if we hear anything.
- Why wait till morning?
- You can't leave them out there another night!
What--what if they're hurt?
[Sighing]
- Folks, that terrain is treacherous by day.
At night, it's impossible.
- I'll go out and find them myself!
- Bill!
- Mr. and Mrs. Andrich, I understand your frustration.
OK?
But putting more people in danger
is not gonna help us to find your children.
- Lieutenant, uh,
we're really very grateful for all the effort.
- I'm sure you're doing your best.
- Look, it's not a problem.
I feel for you.
I have children of my own.
I'll see you in the morning.
- Thank you.
- Yeah.
[Door opening, closing]
Shell... - Please don't!
- OK, OK!
But I guarantee you we're gonna find our kids.
- Oh, you're sure about that, are you?
- Absolutely!
Um... Can I buy you some dinner?
[Sighing]
Come on.
[Insects chirring, birds chirping]
- Not bad, Jake! The Boy Scouts taught you something.
[Laughing]
- Here!
- Aw, Tiger Bars again!
I hate leftovers.
I'm joking, I'm joking!
Jeez! The wilderness sure has taken away your senses of humor.
- There! Don't eat it all in one place.
- [Raspy voice]: Yum! Mmm-mmm! Just like Mama makes!
- Dweeb!
- Hey! Don't you call my nerdy brother a dweeb!
[All laughing]
Maybe getting lost out here
wasn't such a bad thing after all!
At least there's no fighting to listen to!
- Yeah. I wonder what Mom and Dad are doing now.
- They're probably arguing over what color coffins to buy us.
- Yeah, Dad's probably on his phone,
tracking down the best deal.
- Yeah, that's right!
And yours, Carly, yours is the cheapest,
'cause you're the smallest.
- Yeah, we could probably squish you into a baby coffin,
or maybe just chop off your arms and legs to make you fit.
- Stop it right now!
I think Mom and Dad are getting back together this minute
so they can help each other find us!
- Or maybe help each other find some sharp knives
to chop you up with!
- Hey!
It's a nice thought, Piglet.
But I wouldn't hold my breath if I were you.
Let's get some sleep, and then tomorrow,
we'll follow the creek until we find somebody, OK?
- I sure hope you're right.
- You know, maybe listening to Mom and Dad fight
wasn't so bad after all.
- Good night, my lovelies!
[Insects chirring, owl hooting]
[Footsteps approaching]
[Knocking on door]
- What can I do for you?
- Hi! My friend and I are a little bit lost.
I'm just wondering if we could use your phone.
- I don't have no telephone!
- Got any coffee?
We've been driving in circles for hours.
- Don't have no coffee.
Well, maybe I could rustle up something.
- Thanks.
[Door closing]
Jeez! You got the shakes bad, old man.
What's the matter? Been in the woods too long?
You're not used to the company? What?
- Oh, no. Just can't seem to get a grip on this damn pot!
Now, follow the logging road another 20 miles,
and you'll find the main highway.
[Spitting]
- This tastes like mud!
- Well, it must have been brewing too long.
- I'll show you brewing too long!
- Joe!
You live like a pig, old man!
- Well, hard to get maid service up here.
- Ha! "Maid service," that's good.
[Laughing, sighing]
[Chuckling]
How's the mine, Slim?
You find anything yet?
- Do I know you?
- No, let me introduce myself.
[Both grunting]
Where's the gold?
- Gold? My God!
I haven't found anything in this area since the '20s!
- Don't insult me, pal!
My friend over at the land claims office
was very impressed by the purity of what you found!
- Oh, that! Must have been some fools' gold!
- Come on!
[Grunting]
You're the fool, Slim!
You shouldn't have told him how big your strike was!
Now, where is it?
- It's all mined out!
- I will not ask you again!
- All right, all right! It's in the stove.
- I love your style, Al!
[Joe grunting, chuckling]
Bingo!
[Whimpering]
- Let's see the mine.
- There's no more gold! There's not an ounce left!
- That's a shame, Slim!
I'm really sorry to hear that.
[Whimpering]
[Screaming]
[Knife slashing]
[Men and women chatting, fire crackling]
- How could I even think I was hungry?
[Crying]
My babies...
Our babies!
- Listen, tomorrow, when they start the search again--
- What happened to us, Bill?
Why did you push me away?
Was it so bad that you had to just toss it all in?
Our family, me?
- Do you really think that I purposely set out
to hurt you or the kids?
I just got caught up!
Caught up with the responsibility of it all.
I couldn't even begin to tell you where we went off track.
All I remember is I was writing music
and playing in those funky little hole-in-the-wall clubs.
I knew if I could get a hit, just one hit...
[Sighing]
We were so broke.
That was exciting.
[Scoffing]
- W-wait a minute.
I loved those times too,
but I never asked you to quit the music.
You could have played as long as you wanted to.
I always supported you.
- I know. I know that. I love that about you!
But then the kids came along,
and then the house.
Life, it just happened.
It was my turn to support you.
[Cell phone ringing]
Hello! Ah!
Michael, can this wait?
I gotta take it.
All right, go ahead. Give me the numbers.
[Ducks quacking, birds chirping]
[Screaming]
- Shhh!
- Oh!
I'm being attacked by a child-eating bug!
- Shhh!
- What's he doing?
- What does it look like he's doing?
He's making breakfast.
[Grunting]
[Laughing]
[Grunting]
[Laughing]
What are you trying to catch, a cold?
- You wanna eat or what?
[Sighing]
- Man, I'm so hungry that I could even eat sushi!
- Yeah, well, you're gonna be unless you get a fire started.
[Chuckling]
- Come on! I'll help you spot them.
- I'm gonna go get some wood for the fire! OK?
OK?
- Got it? - No! Yeah, it's there!
- You have it?
- No!- No.
It's over there! It's over there!
There's one right here!
[Breathing heavily]
- Here? - No, right there!
There's one!
- Where? - Right there!
Right there!
- Where? - Right there!
Do you have it?
- No!
- Ah, it's gone! Right there! Right there.
[Both laughing]
- Where? - Right there!
[Laughing]
Right there.
[Both laughing]
- Ah!
- The amount of gold old Slim took out here,
there must be a hell of a lot more.
- Maybe you shouldn't have been so quick to pop off old Slim.
Ow! Ow, ow, ow!
- He was annoying me!
And you know how much I hate to be annoyed.
- OK, OK, I know, I know.
- Good.
- Yeah. It's just an observation.
[Laughing]
- An observation?
Oh, an observation!
[Chuckling]
Well, try observing this:
A glittering streak of yellow
working its way through stone,
that's gonna make you and I very rich men.
Now, come on!
[Coughing]
- You sure these things are solid here?
- Of course they're solid!
[Wood creaking]
- I don't know.
- They've been here long enough.
[Exhaling sharply]
[Creaking]
[Birds chirping]
[Helicopter blades chopping in distance]
- Yes!
[Gasping]
Oh no!
- Ah! I got it! I got it!
- All right, breakfast!
- Or sushi!
[Helicopter blades chopping in distance]
- Shhh! You hear that?
Oh my God! They're looking for us!
- [Both]: Hey! Over here!
- Hey! Hey, over here! - Hey, over here!
- Hey, over here! - Hey!
- Where's Carly?
[Bear growling]
- CX-1 to base.
I have a visual on the aircraft.
Repeat: We found it! Over.
- We copy that. What's the status?
- It's hard to tell.
There's a lot of debris down here.
The fuselage seems pretty intact. Over.
- Let's move to Parameter 6.2,
and let's get some tracking dogs in there.
- Can we drive there?
- Unfortunately, it's the roughest terrain in the area.
- There's no place for me to land.
I'm going to direct the ground force to the crash site. Over.
- [Man on radio]: Lieutenant Barnes, Kruger here.
We're on the ground. I'm surveying the crash site.
Doesn't seem to be any signs of life though.
Hold on! Hold on a second!
We've got a deceased adult male.
- I copy that.
[Static on radio]
- Lieutenant, there are no other victims at this time.
Repeat: the children are not at the crash site.
- Oh! Thank God!
- Our kids, they, uh, they stick together.
- Tomorrow, the ground force will move north
into the national forest with the dogs.
You're both more than welcome
to monitor their progress at the rescue center.
- That would be great.
- I just want you to know
that, uh, folks around here don't give up very easily.
We're gonna find your kids for you.
- Thank you. - We'll be there.
- Carly!
- Carly!
Come on. Let's go see if she's up here.
- We better find Carly or Mom will kill us!
- We're wasting our time!
Slim gave us the last of the gold.
He said so himself!
- You are such a jerk!
It's gotta be around here somewhere!
Come on! Come on!
- That old geezer wouldn't just leave those pouches
in plain sight, that's for sure.
[Grunting]
- Give me a hand with these rocks, huh? The rocks!
[Grunting]
OK, OK, all right. Push, push!
Come on, harder, harder!
Harder! Come on!
Where are your muscles? Come on! Push! Push!
Push, push, push!
[Both grunting, breathing heavily]
- What are you thinking?
- I'm thinking you should check it out.
- You check it out.
I'm claustrophobic.
You have to be a rat to squeeze into that little hole!
- So, what are you waiting for?
- Funny.
- Come on!
[Al laughing maniacally]
You know what it's like to be a rich man?
- No.
- You're gonna!
[Laughing]
Get out of my way!
[Grunting]
[Laughing]
No! No!
- Huh?
- Well, don't just stand there! Come on!
What are you waiting for?
Ah! No, no, no!
[Grunting]
Damn!
Slim must have been a contortionist
to have gone through there.
You try!
- Oh!
[Grunting]
- Come on, you son of a...
[Coughing]
[Spitting]
- There's no way in hell we're gonna get in there!
- That's you, Joe!
Always the pessimist!
OK...
[Grunting]
[Wood creaking]
Start thinking about what mutual funds you're gonna invest in!
[Chuckling]
[Wood creaking loudly]
- Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Hold up!
Hold up, or this whole sucker's gonna come down on our heads.
- I am 6 inches from never having to work
or steal or murder again!
You think I'm gonna let a little thing like a cave-in bother me?
- Well, yeah.
[Wood creaking loudly]
- I need some air.
- You're up there laughing at us, aren't you, Slim?
[Water dripping]
[Spitting]
[Birds chirping]
- Don't panic, don't panic, don't panic.
Don't panic, don't panic, don't panic.
[Bear growling]
[Growling]
Panic! Panic! Panic!
[Breathing heavily]
- Whoa, there, Little Red Riding Hood!
[Moaning]
- Hey! Hey, kid, you all right?
Come on, honey! Wake up!
- Wait a minute! Wait a minute!
You know who this is?
- No!
- This is one of the kids that went down on that plane!
You know, the ones they're all searching for!
- Damn if you ain't right!
She don't seem too bad off.
- It's perfect. It's absolutely perfect!
- What?
[Chuckling]
- Take a good look, Joe.
We just got ourselves a cash advance from God.
[Laughing]
- Carly!
- Carly!
- Oh, man! We lost her!
- OK, let's just think a second.
She's gotta be around here somewhere!
Carly!
- Carly!
- Hey, Carly!
- Carly!
- There you go!
You feeling better?
You gave us quite a scare!
- Yeah, I thought we might have scared you to death!
- So, are you sure you haven't seen two boys?
They were with me in the woods.
- Not that I know of.
- Well, then, we have to get help.
How far away are we from a telephone?
- Whoa! You're not going anywhere till the morning, OK?
- What do you mean? My brothers may be dead!
You do have a car, don't you?
- Well, yeah, but...
- And on this car, there's headlights, right?
- Now, hold-- Hold on.
The roads here are really rough to drive at night.
And you're not gonna help yourself or your brothers
if you get hurt, right?
- Yeah, but--
- So, we're staying here till the morning. Got it?
[Sighing]
- I guess.
- We'll get you home, girlie.
- Besides, we've got a little favor
we want to ask of you.
- Favor?
[Birds chirping, insects chirping]
- They'll be all right, you know.
We're gonna find them.
- I know they're OK. I can feel it inside me.
It's just... sad.
We had such a good thing for such a long time.
It's, uh...
It's ironic, that's all.
There's so many things.
- I never cared about the things,
all the things that you worked so hard for,
all the things that you thought I needed.
It's ironic,
because all I ever really cared about was you...
and the kids.
And that's what I've lost.
- Well, maybe it doesn't have to be that way.
- What are you talking about?
- Maybe we should give it another shot.
Come on, Shell! We got lost!
Like the kids.
They're out there trying to find their way back.
Maybe we can too.
- Oh, Bill!
The kids...
I hope they're all right!
- Yeah, they're gonna be all right.
Jake is gonna make sure of that.
[Crying]
You get some sleep.
Tomorrow, we find our family!
- Good night.
[Cell phone ringing]
- Hello? Hello?
[Phone beeping]
Excuse me! Is there a payphone around?
Thanks.
[♪ Plays note ♪]
[♪ Playing soft melody ♪]
[♪ Piano playing in distance ♪]
[Insects chirring]
[Owl hooting]
- Keep your leg still.
There. You should be safe here.
I'm gonna go find Carly.
- Oh, man! How will I get out of here with this stupid leg?
- Don't worry. We'll get you out of here.
As soon as we find Carly,
we'll both carry you out of here if we have to.
- You did a great job on the cliff, you know.
- Thanks.
- I'm really sorry I didn't help you out
when you were getting beat up,
I mean, fighting that Dylan idiot.
- It's OK.
- It's not OK.
I was a real jerk.
One of the most important things there is
is to stick up for your brother.
Oh, man! I'm really sorry, Justy.
I--I mean Justin.
- You can call me "Justy".
I just fought him because I wanted to be more like you.
- Like me?
- Yeah, you--you never let anybody push you around.
- I think you picked the wrong guy to look up to.
- I thought if maybe I was more like you,
then Mom and Dad wouldn't get divorced.
- You think they're getting divorced because of you?
If they're getting divorced because of anyone,
it's because of me.
I'm the dirtbag,
hanging around with people like Brett Davis,
thinking that I'm Mr. Cool.
Justin, Mom and Dad are the reason
why Mom and Dad are splitting up.
- Mmm.
- You know what, Justin?
I wish I was more like you.
- Come on. Let's get some sleep.
- You think Carly's OK?
- Let me tell you something.
She's probably got a pack of wolves laying on their backs
waiting for her to scratch their tummies.
In fact, I'm starting to feel sorrier for the animals.
- You don't understand!
I'd love to help you do whatever it is you need to do,
but my brothers could be dead!
- Excuse me.
- They've been searching for us with helicopters.
Hank died in the crash.
If you'd just drive me to a phone so I could call...
- Carly, shhh!
[Inhaling sharply]
- Al... - Shut up, Joe!
We're the bad guys.
You know the kind you see in the movies?
We steal, we kill, we run over puppies,
we slap little kids around.
You know, that type.
And the one thing we really, really hate
are crybabies.
Now, come on.
- [Echoing]: Carly!
- Hey, Carly!
- Carly!
- I think the rescue chopper found her.
- Do you really think so?
- Just trying to be optimistic.
- Carly!
- Carly!
- This is the favor I was telling you about last night.
Now, I want you to take that teeny-tiny pickaxe,
and crawl through that hole
and chip away at any rocks
that have pretty yellow stuff running through it.
[Sighing]
- You mean gold.
- She's a smart one!
[Chuckling]
- Yeah. And then just keep the rocks coming out,
all those rocks that have
the pretty yellow stuff running through it, OK?
- And w-what if I don't?
- If you do anything to annoy me or upset me,
and in your case, that means talking,
I will tell my friend Mr. Knife to slice and dice you.
Now get in that hole!
And make your uncle Al proud.
Hey? Hey?
[Birds chirping]
- Do you think she'll follow the creek downstream?
- I hope so.
- Let's hope the Girl Guides taught her something.
- I've got 4 helicopters doing a canvas search
of an area that we call Nugget Valley.
Now, running alongside it is Glacier Creek.
If they stumbled on that,
chances are they wouldn't stray too far.
- If Jake made it as far as the creek,
he's gonna go downstream here towards these lower elevations.
[Chuckling]
- He must have been a Boy Scout.
- Eagle.
[Phone ringing in distance]
[Both breathing heavily]
- Ah! Consider yourself saved!
[Sighing]
[Bird cawing]
- Ah! That's great, honey!
You just keep those little beauties rolling out.
Oh, I love this!
- [Carly]: You have enough already!
- Joseph, how rich you wanna be, man?
[Carly coughing]
- [Carly]: How much longer?
- What do you say we, uh, give her a break.
- What, are you on the child labor board? What?
[Coughing]
- [Carly]: When can I quit?
[Wood creaking]
[Spitting]
- Well, maybe we should give her a break,
let her have some air.
- Good idea, Al!
Come on, girl! Climb on out of there.
- Get your hands off me!
I said don't touch me!
- Shut up!
- Hello? Anybody home?
Ugh!
What a dump!
- Oh, man! My leg is killing me!
[Inhaling sharply]
- Who would wanna live here?
- Well, there wouldn't be a pickup truck out front
if nobody lived here.
This is considered breaking and entering.
- Jake, you're delirious.
This is considered an emergency situation.
- Will you come on?
[Grunting]
- Quick! Get under the table.
Go, go!
- [Carly]: Ow! - Put her down.
Wouldn't want anything to happen to our little weasel.
[Laughing]
- Come on, honey.
- You know, all this mining has made me peckish.
How about it, Joe? You hungry?
- No.
[Mouthing]
- So, when are you gonna let me go?
- It's not that we don't trust you, darling,
but we don't trust you.
So you just do what I tell you to do, little red,
and maybe you'll get to see your brothers again.
Oh!
[Tut-tutting]
[Mouthing]
Hey, Joe! Do you know anything about weasels?
- Why? - Weasels multiply, Joe.
And I think we got us another one!
Get out of there, you... - Jake!
- Well, get him!
[Al talking indistinctly]
[Al]: Come on! Come on!
Go! Come on!
- Jake! I thought you guys were long gone!
- Easy, easy!
- I'll give you easy!
What are you doing snooping around here?
- Leave him alone! He's my brother!
- Come on, kid!
We got your brother and sister!
We're gonna hurt 'em unless you come out!
[Sighing]
Damn!
[Door closing]
- Well?
- He's long gone, and we better be too!
- That's just great!
[Shouting]
[Exhaling sharply]
Stop that!
[Al shouting in distance, indistinct]
- Are you OK?
- Yeah.
Is your leg bad?
- Ah, it's definitely infected.
What do those guys want from you?
- Well, you see, there's this cave full of gold,
and the hole to get in is too small for anyone but me.
[Al continues shouting]
Do you think Justin will get help?
- Get help? Out here?
We're still as lost as we ever were.
- Jake, I'm scared! They're gonna kill us!
I don't think that Al guy likes me.
He says I annoy him.
- It's OK, it's OK.
Justin will find help.
- [Al]: Let me think.
[Grumbling]
- You know what I'm saying here?
We need to take what we got and get out!
- No way! Not until we get the rest of that gold.
- Come on! Let's not get greedy!
We got more than enough!
- Get the girl. - I really--
- You really what? - I really think--
- You really think what? - I--I think--
- You think what? Forget it! I'll get the girl myself.
[Carly screaming]
- [Jake]: Stay away from my sister!
Hey! - Stay put!
Or I'll cut off her head and send it to you in a box.
Do you understand? - Jake!
You, take the girl!
- Hey!
- Sit down and shut up!
[Crying]
[Carly screaming]
[Lock turning]
- Let me go! - Come on, little red!
- Ow! Ow!
Ugh! Ah, you don't have to pull so hard!
- Come on!
- Jake! Jake, are you in there?
- Hey, Justin! Get me out of here!
- I can't! The door's locked.
I'm gonna go see where they're taking Carly.
Don't worry. I'll be back.
- Justin! Justin, get back here!
Hey, Justin!
- It's pretty quiet on South Glacier
near the old mines.
- There's a good possibility
that if they made it that far downstream,
they might have found shelter in one of the old mining huts.
- That's a 10-4.
- Maybe somebody saw them.
- Those shacks were built during the gold rush,
and no one's lived there for years.
But that doesn't mean the kids couldn't be holed up there.
- Could they make it that far in just two days?
- Well, when kids are missing their Mom and Dad,
I find that they can do things that don't seem possible.
- Ow! Leave me alone!
- Shut up!
- CX-1 to base. I've got a visual on old man Slim's.
There's a vehicle out front, but it seems pretty quiet.
Over.
- Help! Hey! Help me!
- Well, if your kids made it that far,
they are quite the hikers.
Any sign of Slim? Over.
- That's a negative. Just the truck.
- Slim doesn't have a truck.
- Help!
Help! Hey! Hey, come back!
Hey! Help me!
Hey, come back here! Hey!
Damn!
- You know, my brothers are gonna get help.
Soon, police will be swarming all over here!
I'd get out of here if I were you.
- Oh! Please don't hurt me! I'm shaking in my booties!
Now get in there!
- Hand out as much as you can, honey.
It'll all be over.
- Lieutenant Barnes, over.
I think I see something due east of Slim's.
- I copy that.
- What is it?
- I see a young boy going into one of the mines.
- Jake, yes! Come on!
- Is there anybody else with him?
- Can you set her down?
Do you have a landing zone? Over.
- That's a negative. The terrain is way too rough.
I'll instruct the ground force to converge on the location.
Over. - Copy that.
We can be there in 20 minutes.
Let's go.
[Al talking, indistinct]
- [Al]: Come on! You!
[Al and Joe talking, indistinct]
Ah! These little ones for my golf clubs.
And you! Ah, you big one! You're for more golf clubs.
What? St Andrews? All right. Come on!
You two, all right! Yeah.
Yeah! This is my mansion in Bel-Air.
Yeah! Ah!
And you, you're my catamaran in Fiji. Yeah!
- Say we get out now while we can still spend it.
- You know, you really should listen to your friend.
[Both screaming]
[Al shouting, indistinct]
[Sighing]
- [Whispering]: Come on, Justin, think! Think!
- You little cockroach!
When I get ahold of you,
I'm gonna rip your tongue so far out of your head,
you won't have to bend over to lick my boots!
[Screaming]
[Growling in distance]
- Did you hear that? - Yeah, I heard it.
- Sounds like a bear.
- What do you think?
We're in the middle of the woods.
Check it out.
- You check it out.
- We will both check it out.
And you, you little gopher, keep digging!
[Footsteps approaching]
- Carly, let's go! - Justin!
How could you? I mean, what was that?
Was that you? - OK, OK.
I was a bear in another life. Let's go!
- Look what we got here!
A bear from another life!
Go back to the truck and load the rest of the gold.
I got some unfinished business.
- Don't we need the hostages? What about...
OK...
OK!
- You know, kids, I'm not really a violent man.
But after all the problems you put me through,
I'd have to categorize this as...
As what? R & R.
[Grunting]
- Run, Justin, run!
- No! Ah! No!
[Groaning]
- Justin...
- Ah! You wanna stay in there, you little maggots?
Then stay in there forever!
[Grunting]
[Grunting]
[Sighing]
Let's go!
- Where's my brother and sister?
- "Where's my brother and sister?"
- [Joe]: You had to do it, didn't you?
- They did it to themselves. Now let's go!
- Where are they?
- Where you're gonna be soon, kid.
Soon!
- Carly, are you OK? - Yeah.
But it's kind of hard to breathe in here with all this dust.
We're gonna suffocate, aren't we?
- No! I've got an idea.
[Grunting]
[Wood creaking]
[Wood creaking loudly]
- Now you've done it!
- I sure have! Let's go.
Come on! We can squeeze through.
[Bear grunting]
[Bear growling]
- They're gonna take Jake and all that gold!
They're gonna kill him.
They're gonna dump his body in a ravine
when they cross the border,
and then we're not gonna see it until it's all decomposed and...
Well, that's the way it always happens on TV.
- Listen, you're right about one thing.
If we let Jake go on that truck, he's as good as dead.
- Let me go!
- Then what are we gonna do?
- If you can get to that truck,
you could start it and drive it.
- No way! Not me. Why?
- 'Cause I'm gonna help Jake go in the back. That's why.
- I don't know. I'm scared.
- Carly, you can do this!
Just turn the key,
pull the shift and step on the gas pedal.
Come on. You've seen Dad do it a hundred times.
- I know, but I don't know if I want to do it!
- Listen, you can do this!
Just pull down on the shift and gun it, OK?
- Yeah? And what if it doesn't start?
- Then we go to Plan 2.
- What's that?
There is no Plan 2, is there?
- Come on! Let's go.
- What are you guys doing here? You'll get yourselves killed!
- Shut up and come on! Let's get out of here.
[Engine sputtering]
- Just turn the key and gun it! Just turn the key and gun it!
[Engine sputtering]
- [Justin]: Go, go, go! - Hey!
[Gasping]
[Grunting]
Hey! Come back here! That's my gold!
[Both breathing heavily]
If I get my hands on you, you're dead!
[Al screaming]
- [Justin]: Step on it, Carly!
[Al screaming]
- That's my gold! Not yours!
Stop!
Ah! My heart!
- Ow! - Carly, watch it!
- [Al]: Come back here!
[Pedal squeaking]
Ah!
[Al groaning, breathing heavily]
[Engine sputtering]
- Ah! I don't wanna die just yet!
- [Al]: Stop!
Come back here, you chickens!
- Jake! Jake!
- Oh, this can't be happening!
[Breathing heavily]
[Breathing heavily, chuckling]
- You ruined my day, my little man!
Now, the one thing that would make me happy
is to watch you die.
- Hey, leave him alone! - I'll get to you later!
[Talking indistinctly]
- That's enough, Al! It's over.
- It's over when I say it's over.
Now you tend to the gold.
- The gold is gone! Kaput!
Are you listening, Al? It's over.
Now let's just leave these kids alone
and get out while we can.
[Grunting]
Come on, Al! Don't be stupid!
[Breathing heavily]
You really want the blood of these kids
on your hands?
- Maybe not.
[Knife slicing]
[Both grunting]
Sorry, boys! Don't seem to be any winner in today's game.
- Don't do it!
[Joe wheezing, grunting]
- Hey, kids!
[Bear growling]
[Screaming]
[Bear continues growling]
[Screaming]
[Grunting]
- No! - Justin, are you crazy?
[Breathing heavily]
[Bear growling]
[Bear panting, grunting softly]
[Whispering]: Awesome! Awesome!
[Grunting softly]
♪ ♪ ♪
[Grunting]
[Vehicle approaching]
- Oh, Justin! - Dad!
- Come here, boy! - Mom!
- There's Jake!
- Oh, Justy! Are you OK?
We were so scared!
- Mom, it's OK! We're OK.
[Breathing heavily]
- Hi, Dad!
[Talking indistinctly]
- Are you all right? - I'm OK.
Hey, there's a guy. He's hurt in the mine.
- Oh! We were so worried! We didn't know if you were...
We didn't know where you were.
Where's Carly?
- You have the right to remain silent.
If you refuse that right,
anything you say can and will be used against you
in a court of law.
- You say Carly's in a truck?
- She got in the truck and started driving down the road.
- What do you mean, she's driving down the road?
- I'm sure she's fine, Mom.
- Where--where's your sister?
[Footsteps approaching]
- I'm right here!
- Oh, baby!
- Mom! I'm OK. Really, I am.
Listen, I'm not coming home
until you two decide to get back together again
so we can all be a family.
- OK! All right, that's good.
We'll talk about it.
- She does have a point.
- She is pretty smart for her age, Dad.
- Yeah, well, uh, apparently,
your dad has a little growing up to do,
so if you'll let me, I'd like to do it at home with you guys.
- Dad said we can get through anything if we stick together.
[Sighing]
- Well, I...
I guess we should give it another try.
- Yeah!
- All right, let's get out of here! Come on!
I knew you'd save the day!
- It wasn't me, Dad. It was Justin.
- What? The school punching bag?
All right!
[Cell phone ringing]
What? I don't hear anything.
[Phone continues ringing]
You have reached a number that is no longer in service!
- Yeah! - Yeah!
♪ ♪ ♪
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