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(Wind blowing)

(Dog whimpering)

(Speaking in Indigenous language)

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(Speaking in Indigenous language)

(Barking)

(Barking)

(Shouting)

(Speaking in Indigenous language)

(♪)

(♪)

MAN: Zero visibility. Hardly can see the instruments.

So he radios down, says, "What's the ceiling?"

And snake looks up, says, "I don't know,

I think it's beaver board."

(Laughter)

(Bell ringing) (Yells of approval)

Set 'em up, Jimmy.

Except for this

son of a bitch.

He's working on

my plane tomorrow.

Nah, just one more,

just one more. Come on.

Hey, hey.

Hey, you guys, here they are.

Yeah, that's good, man.

Oh, I got this one.

Come here.

It's... Would you stop?

Hey, come on, lover-boy. Estelle, come on.

Hey, hey, whoa, whoa,

hey, hey.

Charlie, we all pitched in.

We bought you a girl

for your birthday.

CHARLIE: Oh yeah? (Laughing)

ESTELLE: Hey, everybody,

look here.

One, two, three.

(Cheering)

(Mixed chatter)

Charlie, to win.

MAN: Big break, big break.

ALL: Oh!

(Chatter of encouragement)

MAN 1: Yes, beautiful. MAN 2: Atta boy.

Now, concentrate.

MAN: Hey, brother.

$5?

(Chuckling)

Hey, piss off, you drunken rummy.

Get outta here.

(Men laughing)

Oh, oh. Come here. Come here.

Come here. Look at me.

Come on, look at me.

Hey, how about this?

I'll give you a nice shiny new quarter

if you look at me. Huh?

Look me in the eye.

Look... look me in the eye.

Come on, look at me.

(Laughing)

Most gutless bunch of people I've ever seen in my life.

Won't even look you

in the eye!

MAN: Ah, beautiful.

Don't give him a good leave, Charlie.

Concentrate.

You can do this.

Okay, okay,

okay, okay.

Hey, brother.

Get off me.

Oh.

(Groaning)

Hey!

I'm sorry, brother.

I ain't your brother.

Hey, here you are again.

Get outta here.

You got enough now, okay?

Let's go.

(Clapping)

MAN: Come on, take a shot.

Yeah.

Raining rummies here. (Laughing)

(Grunt)

Whoo!

(Chuckling)

Wait, stop.

What?

(Moaning)

Stop, Charlie. Stop. I have...

your birthday present.

I have your

birthday present.

Hmm, my birthday's

not till tomorrow.

(Moaning)

Come on,

open your present.

I'm opening my present.

(Yelp, giggle) (Clattering)

(Estelle laughing)

(Knocking on door)

MAN: Charlie?

(Knocking continues)

Charlie, are...

are you in there?

What? Yeah.

CARL: Hey, it's Carl.

Carl Platt.

What? What's going on?

Hey. What do you want?

Uh, it's-it's 7:00.

Yeah, so?

Well, it's 7:00 and Shep says you were supposed

to be there at 6:30. It's 7:00.

Oh-oh, o-okay, okay.

Um... you know what?

Hold on, I'll be right... right back.

Give me five minutes.

CARL: All right.

We... we tried calling, but...

Oh.

Sorry.

Aren't you at least gonna eat?

(Flushing of toilet)

What about your present?

What? Your present.

Yeah, right. Uh...

I'll tell you what. As soon as I get back, I'll open it.

Okay? Promise.

All right? I'm gonna call you.

I'll be back before you know it.

Um, so you just help yourself

to, uh, anything you need in the fridge.

And, uh...

See ya.

Here you go, fellas.

Queen Maud Gulf.

You'll set up your first camp right by the ocean.

MAN 2: Go that far?

We cover the territories,

every bloody inch.

Morning, fellas.

Miss anything?

MAN: Wow.

It's a beaut.

What is it? Cessna?

She's a Norseman.

Right.

I see you got the pontoons on.

CHARLIE: Floats.

Right.

Would you excuse us a second?

Hey, Charlie.

Yeah?

Knock it off.

What?

You know what.

Now knock it off. (Chuckling)

Come on, these guys are a couple of cupcakes here.

I'm just trying to have fun.

Now look, this is a really big contract.

You piss those guys off,

they're gonna take their business someplace else.

Oh, bullshit. They ain't going nowhere.

SHEP: Oh yeah? Well, you just make sure that they don't.

MAN: The torque

on this baby...

Speaking of which...

How about a little detour?

After my run?

Where? Bathurst.

Why? Business.

What kind of business?

Oh, a little

"business" business.

(Chuckling)

Jesus.

(Clears throat)

Come on. Two or three days, I'm in, I'm out.

Make it worth your while.

Two. Three.

Two. And you let me know

where you are.

(Chuckling)

All right.

And try to keep those guys happy, will you?

CHARLIE: Hey. Gonna get your suit all dirty.

Oh...

CHARLIE: Gets kind of grimy up here.

Oh yeah. Thanks.

So, uh...

You been flying long?

I guess the better part of 12 years.

He's my best pilot. Flew in the war.

Oh. Africa?

No, Europe.

Flew Bostons and Mosquitos mostly.

Yeah, bombed the hell out of Mannheim and Bremen.

Hell, I would've sunk

the "Bismarck"

if they gave me

half a chance.

(Laughing) I was infantry myself.

Well, sir,

you have my sympathy.

So, you have a co-pilot

you work with?

Sure do.

Like the book says.

God.

(♪)

(♪)

(Chatter in Indigenous language)

(Barking)

(Roar of approaching airplane)

(Speaking in Indigenous language)

(Thunder rumbling)

(Dog whining)

Whew. Heavy little buggers, huh?

Didn't expect to see anybody here.

You, uh... you fellows like chocolate?

You eat this stuff?

Thanks again.

(Speaking in

Indigenous language)

(Older man whispering)

YOUNGER MAN: Come.

Huh? Come.

Why? What have you got there?

Please, please, come.

You got some pelts?

A little white fox?

What, want to do a little trading?

Ah, sure. What the hell.

Oh, Jesus.

(Coughing)

Ah, swell.

She's, uh...

Is she your... your girlfriend, or your sister?

Well, I...

She's sick, I can't do anything for her.

She's got TB or something.

You know, tuberculosis?

You, Yellowknife.

Huh? No, I... I'm not even

going straight back.

I can't take her.

You take her back to her village.

You got a medicine man

or something, don't you?

I mean, the hospitals in Yellowknife are full.

Huh? She... she stay.

I'm sorry, I....

(Men speaking

in Indigenous language)

(Speaking in Indigenous language)

What've you got there?

Holy smokes.

A lot of money right there.

Yellowknife.

All right. Shit.

I'm dead-heading anyway.

But you hurry, all right? Got a storm brewing.

So... dwoee, dwoee.

(Speaking in Indigenous language)

(Girl moaning)

(Girl coughing)

Gimme your, uh... your government number there.

Eskimo tag, in case I...

I need a hold of you.

B-5-1-2-5-4.

All right.

This her stuff?

Okay. Dwoee.

Come on.

Okay, here.

There.

Hup.

There you go.

(Girl in Indigenous language)

Yellowknife!

Yeah, yeah, Yellowknife.

I-I said I'd take her to Yellowknife. Just...

Come visit her

in the spring,

bring her a potted plant.

(Engines revving)

(Thunder rumbling)

How you doing there? You all right?

Good days and bad days, I guess, huh?

Coffee?

(Coughing)

Well, maybe not.

Chocolate?

Come on, it's Nestle's.

You, know, "N-E-S-T-L-E-S,

Nestle's makes

the very best."

All right, never mind.

(Thunder rumbling)

You know what? The hell with it.

What do you say we screw Bathurst,

head straight for home?

Get around this miserable weather.

Funny thing is, I was just going there to...

sell off those

crates of soda,

maybe scrounge up

some ivory and...

now I got that covered.

Life is funny that way.

(♪)

(♪)

(Loud blast)

Oh shit!

Son of a bitch.

(♪)

Mayday, mayday, mayday.

This is Juliet, India,

November.

(Indistinct)

I've blown a jug. We're going down.

(Static crackling)

Come on, fly.

(♪)

Hang on!

(Groaning)

(Grunting)

Come on!

Come on!

(♪)

You son of a bitch. Come on!

Pull up!

(Grunting)

Come on. Come on.

Pull up!

(Groaning)

Nose up, you bitch!

Ah, shit!

(Screaming)

(Screaming)

Ah!

Ah, shit.

Ah... ah.

Son of a... bitch.

(Yell of frustration)

(Echoing of yell)

Shit!

(Screaming)

Son of a bitch!

(Yelling)

(Panting)

Well, you might as well get out.

She's broken.

She's smashed to hell. You understand?

No fly no more.

(Groaning)

(Clinking of bottles)

Okay.

Queen Maud Gulf...

Fishing.

What the hell kind of fish are you gonna catch in here?

Aw, shit.

This is Juliet, India, November.

Does anyone read?

Warren, do you copy?

Bathurst, Baker Lake, anyone?

Oh...

Hey, hey, easy.

Easy with that.

No, no.

Get outta here with that. I'm... trying to...

Oh. You know what? No, just...

Just go, go. You eat it,

if you're gonna eat it like that. Go.

Geez... disgusting.

(Rocks clattering)

(panting)

(panting)

(Grunts)

(Breathing heavily)

(Girl coughing)

Ah, ow!

You speak any English?

(Whistle)

You speak any English?

Yes? No?

Little bit?

No?

I don't know if you understand our situation here,

but we're in a hell of a bind.

See, nobody knows where the hell we are.

The reason being is,

I didn't stick to my flight plan.

My radio's busted.

I can't call out.

I'll try and fix it in the morning, but...

I think my tools are in the bottom

of that lake, somewhere.

So I'm just saying, uh...

You know, there's a good chance nobody's gonna show up.

Okay?

Good talking to you.

Hey, Shep.

Still no sign of him. I'm starting to think...

No sign of who?

Charlie?

Yeah. He, uh, just got a little delayed

by the weather,

that's all.

Now, why would you want to go say something like that

in front of her for, huh?

I didn't know she was standing right there.

Jesus, Carl.

You know Charlie's got women

stashed all over the bloody map.

I know, but still,

shouldn't we have heard something by now?

Hey, don't worry about it.

He's fine.

I start worrying about Charlie Halliday

five minutes after

hell freezes over.

I'll tell you what though.

He'd better be having

one hell of a good time.

(Gasp)

(Coughing)

(Wind gusting)

Shit! No.

No!

No!

No! (Glass breaking)

(Yelling in frustration)

(Yelling)

Two...

(Whistle)

Hey.

There's a town...

couple hundred miles east of here.

I'm gonna...

I'm gonna head for it.

All right?

I left you some grub.

I'll be back

in about a week.

(Speaking in Indigenous language)

CHARLIE: What?

(Speaking in Indigenous language)

No, it's too far.

You stay.

Okay? You stay here.

I'll send a plane to get you.

All right? I'll be back in a little bit.

(Girl coughing)

(♪)

(Wind whistling)

(♪)

(Gunshot)

(Geese squawking)

(Rolling of thunder)

(♪)

Fuck!

Shit.

(♪)

MAN: Charlie Halliday, with the Norseman...

SHEP: Carl, I want all the logs.

CARL: I think I got it here.

SHEP: Where's the load sheet? No, I want all of them...

Norseman, the mark five.

They're saying this isn't gonna break for at least another 24.

MAN: Juliet, India, November. Over.

The second it does, Pierce, I want you and Carl

to go to the gulf. You take the Stinson,

cover west towards Bathurst. Yes, sir.

(Man talking indistinctly) Bathurst?

MAN: He's not in Coppermine or Cambridge Bay,

but I can't raise Inuvik.

Can you try them? Over.

Sorry.

It's Frankie

over at the station.

They want to make it an official missing person.

Yeah, okay.

(Heavy sigh)

(♪)

(Loud blast)

MAN: Charlie!

...flak! Go back in formation.

(Screaming indistinctly)

(Glass breaking)

No!

Charlie!

No!

(Buzzing of mosquitoes)

(Gasps of panic)

(Screaming)

(♪)

(♪)

(Water splashing)

(♪)

(Groan)

Oh, shit.

What in the hell...

(Girl speaking

in Indigenous language)

What the hell are you doing here?

(Speaking in Indigenous language)

Hey... did you follow me?

CHARLIE: Did you follow me? Shh.

CHARLIE: Huh? Did you...

Did you follow me here? Sleep.

Did you walk? Did you walk here?

GIRL: Sleep.

What, do you speak English?

Little bit.

Huh.

(Speaking in Indigenous language)

Eat.

Thank you.

(Slurping)

Oh...

Oh, that's good.

That's good.

(Speaking in Indigenous language)

(Slurping)

Mmm...

where did you get this?

Hmm?

What is this?

Siksik.

Siksik...

What's siksik?

(Mimicking animal sounds)

Siksik...

(Speaking in Indigenous language)

CHARLIE: You catch this?

Eeh.

Where the hell did you find this?

(Coughing)

And I don't even know your name.

What's your name?

No, no...

No, no, you're not...

not your tag. Y...

Your... your name. What do I call you?

Kanaalaq.

Kanala.

Charlie.

Charlie.

Nice to meet you.

Here we go, Cherry.

Look alive.

It's a fishing camp.

Huskies.

What are you doing?

Lunch.

Why, don't you ever eat, Cherry?

Don't call me that.

How long you been up here?

A couple months.

It's different, isn't it?

How big you think it is? The territories?

Half a million?

A million miles?

You know, you could put all of Europe

in here three times,

and still have enough room for Greenland.

What are you talking about?

If Charlie was where he was supposed to be,

why is Shep sending people to Bathurst?

(Sigh)

Maybe the plane's under the water.

Crashed on descent or something.

How'd the barrels get on the beach?

Right.

Or something else, then.

You know...

Maybe it was murder.

Maybe the huskies killed him.

And then, they ate him.

And then, they ate his plane.

(Chuckling)

What's the matter with you?

Nothing.

Let's go find the poor son of a bitch.

Here, little souvenir.

(♪)

(Squeaking)

Siksik...

what about these old things?

(Speaking In

Indigenous language)

(Charlie repeating)

Old boots.

(Chuckling)

(Coughing)

You want some water?

Here, do you want some?

Imiq.

Imiq.

KANAALAQ: Water.

(Whistle) Hot...

(In Indigenous language)

(Repeating)

(Speaking in Indigenous language)

CHARLIE: Water? Drink.

Oh, drinking is...

(In Indigenous language)

KANAALAQ: Eeh.

And water is imiq?

Drink.

(Speaking in Indigenous language)

What's that?

(Speaking in

Indigenous language)

Siksik.

(Speaking in Indigenous language)

Water, imiq.

(Chuckling)

KANAALAQ: Imiq.

(Laughing)

I don't think I'm gonna remember all this.

(Squawking)

(♪)

KANAALAQ: K-K-K-K-K...

Whoo!

(Speaking in

Indigenous language)

(Laughing)

Whoo!

(♪)

Whoo.

Hey.

What are you doing?

(Speaking in Indigenous language)

CHARLIE: What? Fix it.

CHARLIE: No, not right now.

Wait! I need those.

(Giggling)

Come back!

Kanala.

(Chuckling)

Come back!

Man: Okay, thanks. I'll hold.

What about up here?

North of Slave Lake.

Ah, I think the government boys have already flown...

I don't give a damn.

I'm telling you where I want you to go.

Fine.

(Sigh)

Pierce, do the back river,

in case he cuts

straight down.

Why would he?

MAN: Shep, here she is.

Hello, Mrs. Halliday?

This is Walter Shepherd up in Yellowknife.

I work with your son.

I don't exactly know how to say this.

I always hoped I'd never have to make this call.

(Twittering of birds)

Want some fish?

You're, um... you got some...

(Coughing)

What are you making?

Kamik.

For you.

No, you.... No, you don't have to do that.

No, these...

These boots are still fine.

Put a few stitches

in 'em, they'll...

take me a few more miles.

You should rest, you know?

(♪)

(♪)

(Coughing)

(Sobbing)

(Sobbing)

(♪)

(♪)

PIERCE: All right, that's it. We gotta go back.

Maybe we oughta push it a little bit.

No.

Look at the gauge. We got the fuel.

Just five more minutes. Just look at the gauge. Hey!

PIERCE: What do you think

this is? A game?

What are you, some kind

of goddamn boy scout?

What are you

talking about, Pierce?

You think I don't know what's goin' on here?

You think I don't really see what's goin' on?

Why don't you just come out and say it?

Say what?

You don't want to find him.

Oh, you...

You... you dumb-ass kid.

Charlie Halliday is dead.

He was an arrogant, selfish son of a bitch

who got sloppy, and now he's dead.

Take a look out there. Go on.

Just look down below.

You see that?

That's death, boy.

This land will kill you as sure as a bullet in the head.

We just run this little drill to make us all feel better.

Because next time, who knows? It could be my ass,

or Shepherd's

or yours.

He would have done the same for us.

What?

He would've done

the same for us.

You're goddamned right he would.

But that don't change the facts.

(Distant airplane drone)

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

(♪)

(Panting)

See, the way I figured it is I probably walked for...

For five days. (Coughing)

Maybe, I don't know,

15, 20 miles a day.

So that would put us,

probably...

80, 90 miles from the plane.

So if Shep is flying a triangular grid

from Queen Maud Gulf,

Bathurst,

Yellowknife,

and that was them

and they're flying east,

they'd see the plane.

I mean, they'd see

the S.O.S.

and then they'd know we're alive.

But no, you know, we're here in the middle of...

of bloody nowhere...

because I left the plane.

Shit!

You never, never...

never leave the plane.

You know, I know it was them.

We gotta go back.

You know, you're gonna cut my circulation off there.

(Speaking in

Indigenous language)

Geez.

All right.

I'm not a bloody invalid. I'm good.

I got it. I got it. I got it. I'm good.

Oh, all right. Let's go back to camp.

(Speaking in

Indigenous language)

No, I'm not going in the water.

No. I'm gonna

get soaked.

It's okay. It's okay. It's okay.

CHARLIE: Ah...

(Speaking in Indigenous language)

Ah.

How about that?

(Laughing)

Watertight.

(Chuckling, whooping)

I got boots.

(♪)

(Speaking in Indigenous language)

KANAALAQ: You wife? CHARLIE: Me? No.

Not married.

I used to have a girl.

That was a while ago.

KANAALAQ: How old? CHARLIE: 32.

KANAALAQ: 32, no wife? (Giggling)

(Chuckling)

CHARLIE: Well, how old are you?

(In Indigenous language)

(Repeating)

CHARLIE: 20? KANAALAQ: Eeh.

CHARLIE: How about you? Have you got a boyfriend?

(Giggling)

(Laughing)

(♪)

(Singing in Indigenous language)

(Kanaalaq singing)

All right. Enough.

Time out.

You know, you've been singing that same song for...

three days now.

I mean, have mercy, woman.

A man can only take so much of this.

Do you know any other songs?

Do you... you know, know anything with, like, a...

a tune or a beat?

You sing.

Nah, I...

That's not what I meant.

You sing now.

(Chuckling)

All right.

Fine, I'll sing.

(Clearing of throat)

♪ When the moon hits your eye ♪

♪ Like a big pizza pie ♪ (Laughing)

That's amore ♪

♪ When the world seems to shine ♪

♪ Like you've had

too much wine ♪

That's amore ♪

(Chuckling)

♪ Bells will ring

ting-a-ling-a-ling ♪

♪ Ting-a-ling-a-ling

and you'll sing ♪

Vita bella ♪

♪ Scuzza me but you see ♪

♪ Back in old Napoli

that's amore ♪

♪ That's amore ♪

(Mixed chatter)

So?

Sit down.

Search and rescue called.

They've been at it for almost...

three weeks now.

And you know what they say about them.

They have a perfect record.

They've never found anybody.

The country is just so big, you know.

And if, God forbid,

the plane burned,

they could fly right over

the top of it and...

never see anything at all.

BARTENDER: Estelle, let's go.

I'm sorry, kid.

(Chatter, laughter)

(Pouring of beer)

(Sniffle)

(Glasses clinking)

(Laughing)

(Sniffle)

(Laboured breathing)

(Coughing) CHARLIE: You okay?

Here, sit down.

Just rest a while.

What the hell is that?

It's not the plane.

You see that?

Good God.

Sweet Jesus, look at this.

(♪)

It's a twin engine.

You know, I think this is a Beech 18.

Sure took a tumble.

(Objects clattering)

Look at all this stuff.

Come, look at this. Come here.

We could use some of this.

Look up in here.

All kinds of stuff.

Yeah.

We could use that.

Uh-huh. We hit the jackpot here.

Kill a few squirrels with that, huh?

Come on, there's all kinds of it. Gimme a hand.

(Screaming)

It's... it's okay.

It's okay.

Poor son of a bitch.

(Grunts)

Look at that.

Not too bad.

Use it for something.

Come on.

Come on, gimme a hand.

Oh-ho! Yeah!

Ha-ha, jackpot!

Look at that.

Thank you.

Ah!

That's gonna save us, right there.

We were meant to find this stuff, Kanala.

(Humming)

Would you at least look at me?

I'm talking to you.

Would you look at me?

(Grunts)

(♪)

(♪)

What are you doing?

He doesn't need these things, you know.

(Sigh)

(♪)

(♪)

Fine.

(♪)

(♪)

Fine.

(Speaking in Indigenous language)

The world has many spirits.

All things...

(Speaking in Indigenous language)

Breath?

Everything breathes?

Some spirits good.

(Speaking in Indigenous language)

Some bad.

They trick you.

(Speaking in Indigenous language)

When...

When you die...

Tarquq will come.

Who's that?

Who's Tarquq?

Is he a spirit?

He...

(Speaking in Indigenous language)

CHARLIE: He sees you?

He watches you.

KANAALAQ: He says...

(Speaking in Indigenous language)

"Come. It's okay.

It's... it's your time now. It's okay."

Where does he take you, when he comes?

(Speaking in Indigenous language)

Good hunting.

Many... seals...

fish...

Ivor...

CHARLIE: Walrus?

Ivory.

Sounds like a good place.

When you die...

(Clearing throat)

You need...

(Speaking in Indigenous language)

You need your tools.

I see.

So, where does Tarquq live?

(Speaking in Indigenous language)

The moon?

(Barking)

Hey.

Oh...

I was just, uh, trying to figure out whose dog that is.

You're off work? No, just a break.

I told Jimmy I needed some air.

And I wanted to tell you something.

I know you feel bad, Shep.

But this wasn't your fault.

You aren't responsible for him.

Nobody was.

And when it comes right down to it,

all of us are just

alone in this world,

and that's...

just the way it is.

Well, I brought you something.

I thought you might like to have it.

(Sighing)

Okay.

(Objects clattering)

What are you doing?

Getting my stuff.

(Coughing)

I heard they called off the search.

Yeah.

That's a tough break.

Listen, if you're looking for another flier,

I got a buddy of mine you might want to meet.

He and I are partners on a couple of side deals

we got going.

I do a little speculating now and again myself, you know.

Matter of fact, you know, we should talk.

Because, uh, you know, maybe we can...

we could... work out a little arrangement.

Get out.

What? SHEP: You heard me.

Go on. Get the hell

outta here...

before I throw you through the goddamn wall.

(Snickering)

(♪)

Look. Look.

(Laughing)

(♪)

Ah-ha! Look. Look here.

Thank God.

(Whooping)

Look at this. Look at that.

How could you miss it?

(Chuckling)

(♪)

Come on, I know you guys left something.

All right, come on, fellas.

I know you left a note. Where is it?

Come on, Shep, Pierce.

I don't believe it.

Damn it!

(Grunts)

Nothing.

Not a note. Not a sign. Nothing.

How could they miss this?

How could they not see us?

You know, the snow's coming.

What's it gonna get, 20, 40 below?

How are we gonna eat then, huh?

How are we gonna

stay alive?

I don't even know why you came for me.

Now you know what the real joke is?

We never had a chance.

We were dead the minute we hit the ground.

(Groaning)

(♪)

(♪)

(Coughing)

(Speaking in Indigenous language)

Leave me alone.

(Speaking in Indigenous language)

I said leave me alone.

(♪)

(♪)

(Voices whispering in Indigenous language)

(Speaking in Indigenous language)

(♪)

(Raven squawking)

(Voices singing in Indigenous language)

(♪)

(Airplane drone)

(Loud blast)

(Indistinct screaming)

(♪)

KANAALAQ: Charlie.

Charlie!

(Grunting)

(Speaking in Indigenous language)

What? (In Indigenous language)

Dwoee.

(♪)

(Whispering)

(Caribou grunting)

(♪)

(♪)

(Snorting)

(Snorting)

(♪)

(♪)

(Snorting)

(♪)

(♪)

(Gasps)

(Coughing, gasping)

Shit.

(Coughing)

CHARLIE: Are you okay?

(Speaking in

Indigenous language)

Okay. (Coughing)

(Snorting, grunting)

(Grunting)

(♪)

(♪)

(♪)

(Panting)

(In Indigenous language) CHARLIE: Okay.

Here.

Whew!

What is that? (Indigenous word)

Looks like fat.

(Giggling)

Is that how you eat this?

(Speaking in Indigenous language)

It's pretty good.

(Laughing)

(Grunts)

(Speaking in Indigenous language)

(♪)

(Speaking in Indigenous language)

(Joyful murmurs)

(♪)

(Speaking in Indigenous language)

(Chuckling)

Ah...

(♪)

God, that's good.

(Laughing)

Ah...

I was just thinking about this...

steakhouse in Montreal

called Moishe's.

(Chuckling)

I used to always go there with the fellas from my outfit.

And I'm telling you,

no word of a lie,

these steaks in this joint

were at least five inches thick.

They had it all, boy. They had...

(Sniffing) You know, top sirloin,

New York, rib-eye.

And... and you walk in there, and you could just...

you could smell it wafting through the joint,

sizzling on the grill.

And they'd come...

they'd come to the table

with these...

with these giant spuds,

you know,

just swimming in butter and...

and sour cream and chives

and fried onions

and mushrooms.

And the wine just...

(Chuckling)

Flowing like bloody spring water.

Of course, you know, the fellows

would get a little tight,

start...

(Sniffle) ...getting lit up on the sauce

and start, you know,

jaw-wagging about...

all the crazy, dumb-ass shit

we did during the war.

(Chuckle)

Those were good times.

(Sniffle)

It's a funny thing, you know,

what... war does

to some people.

You know, you think you know a fella and...

...seems perfectly normal, then one day he just...

the hammer drops and... he snaps.

You know, just falls all to pieces.

Just because of...

what we saw over there, you know,

what we saw during the war.

You never, in your wildest dreams,

thought you'd see stuff like that.

And...

You never thought you could...

you could do the things you did and...

things you just...

...grow to hate yourself for.

But somehow you...

you know, you make

your peace with it.

At least you try.

Soon, we walk.

(Coughing)

(Speaking in Indigenous language)

(Shuddering)

(Speaking in

Indigenous language)

Here.

Put this around you.

(Coughing)

(Speaking in Indigenous language)

Ah, damn.

That's enough for today.

Okay, now.

Ah shit, you're burning up.

Shh. Shh.

(Speaking in Indigenous language)

(Coughing)

It's okay. It's okay.

You just pushed yourself too hard today.

(Panting)

Okay. (Coughing)

(Sobbing)

(Murmuring in

Indigenous language)

Oh shit. (Gasping)

It's okay.

(Speaking in Indigenous language)

(Coughing) CHARLIE: It's okay.

Shh.

(♪)

How you doing? You all right?

KANAALAQ: I'm okay.

CHARLIE: Good.

(♪)

(Coughing)

(♪)

There was...

small girl...

(Speaking in Indigenous language)

Family. KANAALAQ: Hunting.

Family hunting? She was

hunting with her family?

KANAALAQ: Eeh. Hmm.

Father...

(Speaking in Indigenous language)

CHARLIE: Father was hurt?

Couldn't hunt?

(Speaking in Indigenous language)

The storm... snow?

Eeh.

Huh.

Many days...

(Speaking in Indigenous language)

Took father...

mother...

(Speaking in Indigenous language)

She went away to die be... cause there was no food?

More food for...

the children.

Sister was dying.

So the girl...

(Speaking in Indigenous language)

You fed her with your blood.

Then what happened?

People came.

But Tarquq never came.

Tricked him.

(♪)

(Laughter)

(Chatter in Indigenous language)

(♪)

Whoo!

(Laughing)

(♪)

(Whistling of wind)

(♪)

(Coughing)

(Speaking in Indigenous language)

(♪)

(Speaking in Indigenous language)

CHARLIE: Yeah, I figure we just keep heading north,

and we're bound to run into a...

hunting party

or a village,

sooner or later.

And I can radio for a medevac.

Get you straight

into a hospital.

(Panting)

They'll take care of you

in a hospital.

They got... good medicines since the war.

(Sniffing, puffing)

I'll tell you another thing,

we're not going to Yellowknife neither.

Take you to the big city like Edmonton.

You been to a city?

Oh, you wouldn't believe your eyes.

There's cars and people,

everywhere, all over the streets.

Millions of kablunaqs everywhere.

(Chuckling)

Moishe's?

Huh? Moishe's?

Oh, ha-ha.

No, that's in Montreal.

But, you know, same thing in Edmonton.

Listen, I'll tell you what.

Soon as you get out of the hospital,

I'll take you for a big steak dinner.

All right?

Mushrooms, potatoes and onions...

(♪)

SHEP: I didn't know Charlie Halliday for very long.

But I do know he was a good pilot...

and a good friend.

(Coughing)

(♪)

We are gathered here today because he was taken from us...

much too soon.

(♪)

Words are cold comfort

when a young life is cut so short.

But I thought I might read from a poem I found

written by a young Canadian flight lieutenant

named John McGee, during the war,

and found in his locker after he was shot down.

"Oh, I have slipped the surly bonds of earth...

and danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings.

Sunward I've climbed,

and joined the tumbling

mirth of sun-split clouds

and done 100 things

you have not dreamed of,

wheeled and soared and swung,

high in

the sunlit silence,

hovering there, I've chased

the shouting wind along,

and flung my eager craft through footless halls of air.

Up, up the long, delirious burning blue.

I've topped the windswept heights with easy grace,

where never lark

or even eagle flew.

And while with silent, lifting mind

I've trod the high, untrespassed sanctity of space,

put out my hand...

and touched the face of God."

(♪)

(♪)

(Wind howling)

(♪)

Not very good boots.

But...

they might take you...

(Speaking in Indigenous language)

To my people.

Walk well...

brother.

(♪)

(♪)

(Wind howling)

(♪)

Kanala?

Kanala!

(♪)

Kanala!

(♪)

(♪)

Kanala!

(♪)

Kanala!

(♪)

(Wind whistling)

(♪)

(♪)

(Distant voices)

(Boy shouting in Indigenous language)

(♪)