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- You should go home,
Bodie. Madison needs you.

- That's our baby.

- You doubled the cargo.

You didn't care the
straps weren't secure.

- And you walked away
without telling anyone.

- I know what Jeremy is doing,
what he's bringing up here.

- Alcohol is not illegal.
- Dealing Oxy is.

- I'm sorry, I can't be
doing this, I have a fiancé.

- You've reached Devon.
Please leave a message.

- Emma?

Are you leaving?

I thought we could...

grab some dinner,
you know, to talk.

- Chopper, I'm
engaged, remember?

- Emma, come on.

Don't you think that
there's something here...

with us?

- This was a mistake, Chopper.

I'm sorry.

- I'm so glad we're doing this.

I've been wanting
to eat here forever.

- Well, we never really
had a chance to celebrate.

- The tadpole?

- I wanna do things
right this time, Mads.

You know, ginger ale all around,

you know, bring the
bottle to the table,

on ice, the whole shebang.

It's gonna be
amazing.

: We'll need a deposit
on your credit card first.

- What do you mean? We
haven't even ordered yet.

We haven't even sat down.

- And, if you pay
for your meal now,

we can seat you. It's
restaurant policy.

- Are you serious?!

Screw your policy!

- God, they just expect
everything for free, don't they?

Bodie, for two!
- No.

- Uh, what are you doing?

Wait, what just happened?
Why are you leaving?

- They won't serve
Indigenous people.

- They didn't say they
wouldn't serve them, did they?

I mean, I don't know,
it all happened so fast.

- Madison, I told you,
my Mom's from Deep Lake.

I'm Indigenous too.

- Well, I didn't
think of it like that.

- So, you forgot?

- You're just Bodie to me.
We can go somewhere else.

- I lost my appetite.

- Sh...

- Where are you going?

- Uh, back to my room.

I'll let you get some rest
in case we get a call.

- Mm, rest is overrated.

- You're the one who said
it was an amateur move

to let a one night stand
spend the night, right?

I mean,

uh, y-you're great,

but we don't really
know each other

and we barely even speak to
each other outside of work.

- So let's talk now. What
do you want to talk about?

How about the sci-fi
book I've seen you read

like three times?

Or the country music
you like to hum, or...

- Nowak, I...

I-I don't really do... this.

- Right.

Why let someone in now?

- What does that mean?

- I don't know, you're the guy

that everyone likes
and no one knows.

- And you're an open book.

- Who's Darius?

You had a dream,
sounded intense.

- You may as well have
shot me in the heart.

- Honestly, gun shot blast
to the glute is a lot better.

You lost a fair amount of
blood but you're stable.

- All I wanted was a quiet night
alone at the cabin by myself.

- After you said you were going

to a woman's business
conference. You lied!

- Yeah, you followed me.

How could you even
think I was cheating?

- Because you lied!

- Sometimes I just need some
alone time. Is that a crime?

- Uh, shooting your
husband might be.

- How was I supposed to know
that he was gonna show up

at the cabin, in the
dark, and try to break in?

It was an old shotgun,

I was just gonna use it to
scare away whoever it was.

I didn't even think
it was loaded.

- What was I supposed to do?

She's so secretive,
she's got so many walls.

- So you literally broke in?

I changed my mind,
I'm with you, girl.

- You wouldn't be if you knew
about her girls trip to Vegas.

There were Chippendales.

- Okay, Robert.

Time to top off your
pain medication.

Get some sleep, huh?

Lordy, Lordy.

- Hey, Lex. How's
the weather up there?

- All blue skies today, Dubs.

Not quite so sunny down here?

- Man, I see pallets and
manifests in my dreams now.

- Hang in there.

You'll go flightline soon.

- Yo, Dubs,

make sure this gets on that
420 up to North House, okay?

- I didn't see it
on the manifest.

- Forget the manifest.

This was supposed to
be on the last sched

but it got overlooked, so,
it's going up now, understand?

- Yeah, alright.

- Don't question me, rook.

- Hey. You don't have to listen
to him if you don't want to.

You don't have to
do anything unsafe.

I lost a lot of sleep

keeping quiet about this kind
of crap from Brad once before.

- Yeah, I don't have
any bars here, Lex.

So I just gotta put
in my time on the ramp

if I wanna go flightline,

and that means just staying
on dickhead's good side.

- No, I'm not gonna
change my mind.

I'm not doing this.

- You think you get
a choice here, huh?!

Do you know who
you're messing with?

Do you know who these guys are?

Don't be an idiot.

Do your job!

- Does it owe you money or are
you just showing it who's boss?

- Worried I named it after you?

- No, no, no. I
know you love me.

And survival training.

- Thinking about
skipping this year,

maybe go spend some time
in North House instead.

- Is everything alright?

Is it Isabelle?

- Jeremy.

- What's that little
punk up to now?

- Smuggling Oxy.
- No!

No way.

- Officer Lee told me.

- Come on, Crys...

She's just trying to rattle you.

Everyone knows that
aviation authority

was trying to pin
that crash on me.

- She told me after the
investigation was closed.

Wheeze...

if he's bringing this
shit into the community...

Into our home...
- Look, I don't know

what Lee is angling at...

But I know Jer.

You guys have history,
but that's not him.

Someday, you might want to
think about forgiving him.

We're all idiots
when we're young.

- Got a call, gotta go.

- Is it weird that I think that
you doing survival training

is kind of hot?

- Maybe misinformed?

We're gonna be
freezing our butts off.

- Warm you up when you get back.

Patient is a 25-year-old male,

hit by an unknown vehicle
that fled the scene.

Northern Police are
waiting to talk to him.

- What's his condition?

- Pressure's stable,

but there's a lot of
abdominal swelling.

I don't see evidence
of internal bleed,

but I wanna send him
to Winnipeg for a CT

and exploratory lap in
case things go south.

- Jeremy?
- Dang, Crys.

If I knew you'd be my nurse,
I would've got hit sooner.

- So this is the
famous Jeremy, huh?

- A witness saw a
dark-coloured truck

speed away from the
intersection after you were hit.

- Yeah, it was a truck.

For sure.

Or, I'm sorry, it
might have been a van.

Sorry, it was a van.

No, you know what? It was
definitely a golf cart.

Sorry, it was a golf
cart. Write that down.

- You really wanna do this?

- Do what?

- Deal with the consequences

of lying to a cop.

- Guess we'll have
to wait, constable.

There's a medevac waiting

to take this
patient to Winnipeg.

- Someone's running contraband
up to the communities.

And we both know who it is.

Just like we both know

the kind of message a hit like
this was supposed to send.

These people are out
for your blood, Wood.

But if you tell me what you
know, I can protect you.

- This is my patient, constable.

He needs urgent medical
care in Winnipeg

and I won't let you
put him in jeopardy.

So, if you're not gonna arrest
him, get the hell out of my way.

- Mr. Wood's transfer forms.

Everything okay in here?

- Yeah.

: Why the hell
would you pull this?

- Yeah, 'cause getting
hit by a car was my idea.

So much fun.

I was just walking to get a sub

and then some asshole
swerved out and hit me.

I'm fine.
- This is serious, Jeremy.

You're in my goddamn
plane being medevac'd.

For real?

- Crys...

- I sure hope whatever's in
those black and yellow boxes

is worth it.

- Hey!

You looking for me?

- Nah, just about to head home.

Have a good one, Brad.

: Whoa! A call instead
of a text. Who's dying?

- No one.

I mean...

if I knew something
about someone

that the police
should maybe know...

- Do it.

Trust your gut, Lex. I talked
you out of it once before...

I shouldn't have.

- Thank you.

- You got this, Lex.

- So, uh, what seems
to be the problem?

- Heard you had some damage.

And your vehicle matches
the description of a truck

involved in a hit-and-run.

- What, this? I hit a deer
about a couple of weeks ago.

- Huh. A six-foot-tall deer at
the corner of Main and Birch?

We have reason to believe that
this deer is a drug trafficker.

Maybe whoever hit him is too.

This gives me probable cause

to take a look
inside your truck.

- Oh, okay, okay, okay. Look.

I had a beer, alright. Just one.

The guy came out of nowhere.

I was worried I was gonna smell
like alcohol so I drove home.

And I know it was wrong, but...

I panicked.

Hey, listen. It's...

I don't know anything
about any drugs, officer.

- You're under arrest
for a hit-and-run.

- Come on... Okay. Ugh.

- Hey, babe.
- One more sleep.

What time is your flight?

I traded my last couple of
hours to come pick you up.

- Bad news, Dev.

I'm not gonna make
it home tomorrow.

- But Emma, it's your week off.

- I know, um...

it's survival
training this weekend.

It's mandatory.

- Damn, babe.

- I'll make it up to you.

- You've been working so
hard. I'll tell you what.

I'm gonna book you the
best hotel in Thompson

for the rest of the week.

Go pamper yourself.
Have a spa day.

- Dev, you don't
have to do that.

- Come on, let me
spoil my future wife.

I gotta hustle for rounds.

I'll send you the hotel deets.

Love you.

- Your chances of surviving
a plane crash are 95.7 %.

Trust me, I should know.

But your chances of
surviving in the wilderness

after that crash
are less than 25 %.

You guys are gonna get
broken up into teams

and set out in different
points in the woods

with a set of coordinates.

You guys are each gonna
get some tarp, a rope,

an axe, a map and a compass.

Cellphones, we cannot have
any of you guys tempted

to take the easy way out.

Now, your assignment is
to make camp for the night

and then travel to
the rendezvous point

by tomorrow afternoon.

- Could we hurry
this up already?

- What's the matter, you
can't wait to get lost

trying to leave the airstrip?

- I know you cadets like
to thump your chest,

but it's not exactly
rocket science, Nowak.

Not like bartending.

- Why don't you put your
money where your mouth is?

I betcha 100 bucks I get
to the coordinates first.

- How about make it two?
- Two-fifty.

- Five hundred.

- Better get your
wallet out, Chodie.

You know how to do that, right?

That's how you solve
all your problems.

- Say again?
- Alright, take it easy,

Lord of the Flies.

I get to make up the teams.

- So, this'll be fun.

Just 48 hours alone
together in the woods.

Not talking.

- We can cut across,

get a head start and beat
Bodie to the rendezvous.

- What's the deal
with you guys anyways?

Why do you hate him so much?

- He's a spoiled,
self-centred prick.

- He's a confident,
friendly guy.

- Is he? Or is he
just a rich kid

whose parents think the sun
shines out of his asshole?

You know how easy
it is to be a pilot

when mommy and daddy
can buy your hours?

- Look, if this is about the
bet, I'll pay the 500 bucks.

- Make up your mind, man.

Are we friends or am I
just someone you work with?

- Is that what you want?

To be friends?

- No.

: You know your
way around a fire.

- I come from a long
line of Fire Keepers

on my dad's side.

He was Metis.

Joking.

Dad was Metis but my
Kookum has a wood stove.

How are things up
in North House?

Pretty quiet at the
nurse's station?

- I mean, it's never quiet.

- But it's not like when
you worked at St. Mike's?

You're not dealing with
gangs, or gun violence,

or... overdoses.

- No. Not on my shifts.

- The community did a
lot of work to make sure

no drugs were coming up
here, but things slip in.

- Hey, um, are there
that many bears out here?

- Weren't you supposed
to have this week off?

- I can't go home.

I slept with Chopper.

- I can't believe you let
me build this whole fire

before you told me that.
- I feel terrible, Crys.

Okay, I'm a terrible person!
I cheated on my fiance...

- Hol-eh. Calm down.

You're not a terrible person.

- But what do I do?

If I tell him, it
will break his heart.

Crys, he's never
gonna forgive me.

- You can't go into something
like this with secrets, Emma.

It never works.

So... Chopper.

Wow.

- Pretty cool, huh?

Temperature drops, moisture
condenses onto the tarp,

water drips into the
hole and voila, Perrier.

- Cool.

- Better handy than
handsome, right?

- Or both.

- Oh, uh...

Listen, Hayley.

I know that things
between you and Bodie...

It's just, I'm kind
of into someone now.

- Oh, what? Oh, God, no.

Um...

Who's the lucky girl?

- I have a thing for Emma.

- Emma? Like, engaged Emma?

- She doesn't want to marry him.

She told me this herself.

- That sounds... messy.

- You know, I got
married when I was 21.

I thought that that's
what people did.

And it made my parents happy...

because they wanted
me to be happy.

Happily married engineer,
just like my Dad.

- Do you miss being an engineer?

- Not the way I'd miss flying.

Sometimes I feel bad that I
don't miss my ex more either.

- I guess we all want
to find something

that feels like flying, huh?

- Come on, man, it's
too early. This is dumb.

We should just wait
until there's more light.

- We gotta get
ahead while we can.

- Dude, I'm not tripping
around in the dark with you.

Best case scenario,
we only get lost.

- You're just stalling
so your bestie Nowak

beats us to the coordinates.

- Are you kidding me right now?

- You don't have to come if
you're gonna slow me down.

Shit!

- It took us an hour
to find you guys.

- If we don't get it out,

the pressure could cause
permanent nerve damage.

- Or he could lose a leg.

- This thing's ancient. My
Mooshum had one like this.

Old and stubborn, just like him.

- We need to
depress the springs.

Can you step on this?

- Sure.

- Tristan, the other side.

- Ah! Ah! Ugh...

You're enjoying
this, aren't you?

- Nope.

- That should hold it.
- Should?

- Almost there, Bodie.

- Okay, alright,
ready? On three.

One, two, three.

- Now what? Trap's
still in there.

- We're gonna have
to pull it open.

- Like a Band-aid, right?

- On my count. On three. Ready?

One. Two...

Three.

- Just like a Band-aid.

- Here, we need to wrap it.

- Ah!

- No one will be looking for us

until we miss the
rendezvous this afternoon.

- Yeah, that's hours from now.

Bodie's leg can't
wait that long.

- He can't walk. How are we
gonna get him out of here?

- Okay, listen, we need two...

long, sturdy branches.

Now. Quickly.

- Hey. You okay?
- Mm-hmm.

Not really sure why he needs
to be shirtless right now

but, you know.

This one's good.

Ugh, I just got stung
by a freaking wasp!

- Yeah, they're real
assholes this time of year.

- That's a good one.

That'll do.

Need your shirts too.

- How much further?
- About half a mile.

- This is not working.
Stop. Put him down.

Screw this, it'd be
faster to just carry him.

- Sorry, Bodie.
- Nowak. No.

Nowak. God, I hate you.

: Flash it up,
Wheezer. Got a patient.

- Just a little further,
Bodie. Almost there.

: Over
here, set him down.

- Careful, Nowak, watch his leg.

- I'll get the first
aid kit from the plane.

- You owe me 500 bucks, Scrotie.

Looks like I got here first.

- Looks like a tie to me.

- Bodie stepped in a bear trap,
he's got a nasty flesh wound.

We need to get
him to a hospital.

- We need to get this elevated.

Easy. Ooh.

- Emma, your finger
is really swollen.

Your ring's cutting
off circulation.

- No, no, it's fine. I
just need an icepack.

- No, an icepack won't cut it.

We need to relieve the pressure.

- Maybe there's
something in here.

- No. No way.

This is my engagement
ring. Devon would kill me.

- Well, you're not gonna
have a finger to wear it on

if we don't do something now.

- I'm sorry.

- I'll go find some cold packs.

- Stitches, antibiotics,
tetanus shot.

And at least 24
hours off your feet.

- You forgot morphine.
This thing kills.

- I'll make sure you get
some of the good stuff

before we stitch you back up.

- Hey.

About the other
day with Jeremy...

Thank you.

- I heard back from
Winnipeg Memorial.

There's no indication
of a bleed.

So, they're gonna transfer
him back up here tomorrow

to continue with his recovery.

- Okay.
- Crystal.

Um...

I like you.

I like being with you.

But if there's anything that
I'd have to worry about...

- No, hey.

He's part of my
past. That's all.

This is what matters now. Okay?

: Thanks for
letting me hitch a ride.

- Yeah.

It's nice of you to go to
Jeremy's place for him,

grab some of his things.

- Yeah. I'll have a look around,

make sure everything's
as it should be.

- I'm just glad I
got to have a shower

before my shift started.

Could have used a nap too,
though, after this morning.

- Hey, there's
something down there.

Looks like, uh,
some kind of signal.

You want to bank
right to check it out?

Dispatch, this is 922,

we spotted an SOS at
59.5260 degrees north,

94.6269 degrees west.

: 922,
this is dispatch,

carry on to North House.

We'll alert authorities in
the area to check it out.

- Someone's signalling
for our help.

- Tell them we copy.

- What's the schedevac?
- Um, patient on oxygen,

going to Thompson for
the dentist. Root canal.

- We called it in,
let them handle it.

- Someone down there is
looking for our help, Nowak.

Now.

Dispatch, this is 922,

we are diverting to the
runway of Bear River

to investigate the signal.

: A little bit further.

- I don't see
anything, are you sure?

- Up ahead.

- Wait, is that a tent?

- Hello? We saw your signal.

No efforts to resuscitate.

- Must have fallen,
broken a leg.

Couldn't hike up for help.

Looks like it's been here
a couple of months too.

Coroner will have to confirm.
I'll get the body to the plane.

- Patient's...
the deceased's ID.

We found it with
him, Kyle Hebert, 41.

- It's not a crime scene.

Keep it with the
effects for the family,

get it all to the
coroner in Thompson,

I'll let them know
you're coming.

- You okay?

- It's crazy to
think how many times

we've been up there
and didn't see this.

- Chopper, you know
how big it is up here.

It's pretty impressive
that you saw this at all.

Crystal's getting a
bag for his effects.

: Hey, Dev. Thanks
for booking me a hotel.

I'll try again
later.

- Surprise!

- Devon, what are
you doing here?

- You couldn't come home,
I decided to come to you.

I needed to see you, Babe.

- You must have been
up for 48 hours.

- Well, it's worth
flying 2,000 miles

to tell you I love you.

- I have to tell you something.
- Me too.

Can I go first? I just had a
lot of coffee on the plane.

I know I haven't always been
supportive of you being up here.

It's just, being apart is a
lot harder than I thought.

So, if working up north
is important to you...

Then when I finish med
school in the spring,

I'll get a placement
up here too.

Doesn't matter where we are.

As long as we're together.

I'm... sorry, babe, um,

you wanted to say something.

- Careful.

How are your bandages, do
they need to be changed?

- It's good, Mads.
- Are you sure?

'Cause I can just...
- I'm fine, Mads, it's just...

Come chill with me, I'll
be back at work tomorrow.

- Okay.

I got something for you.

- What are these?

- Moccasins. For the baby.

I know you were upset
the other night.

But I want you to know,
that stuff doesn't matter.

It doesn't bother me, Bodie.

- Is that your way of saying

that you're okay with
me being Indigenous?

- No. No.

That came out wrong.
That's not what I meant.

Bodie, I...

- I'm gonna...

I'm gonna go lay down.

- Patient's a restaurant
owner in a lot of pain.

He's a 55-year-old male
with recurrent kidney stones

and he's not gonna
pass 'em on his own,

he needs to get to Thompson
for further management.

: Of course it's you.

- Can't I just drive
him to Thompson?

- That'll take hours.
He needs a hospital now.

- Is there another nurse?

- Why would you
need another nurse?

You can talk to
me, I'm right here.

- Yeah. What's the problem?

- Don't threaten us.

I don't feel safe with them.

How do I know she
hasn't been drinking?

- Listen, you can be racist,

or you can go to the hospital.

But you can't do both, okay?

Is it bad that I'm kinda glad
kidney stones are painful?

- Yeah, I've seen
that couple before.

Took Maddie to their restaurant.

- You okay?

- They tried to make an
Indigenous couple pay upfront

before they even
walked in the door.

They didn't know that I was...

Afterwards,

Maddie, she gave me these...

fake moccasins.

You ever feel like
nobody sees you?

- I see you, Bodie.

People like that...

they can only take our
power if we let them.

What matters is how you see you.

You should come feast
in North House sometime.

Any auntie will tell you,
you're too skinny, cuz.

- Yeah.

- Delmont's telling him now.

I told him not to do it on
a job, you know how RJ gets.

I heard yelling, but
it's gone all quiet.

- Help! Help!

Get help.

- I'll get the stretcher.

- Lexi's got it.

- Delmont stabbed him.

I thought he was a goner,
but then I saw that.

- What happened?

- A heck of a brawl,
it looks like,

but near as I can gather,

RJ hit him with a tire iron,
and Delmont stabbed his cousin.

- Why is it doing that?

- I think it may have
pierced his pericardium.

- So all that twitching is his...
- His heart beating.

- Is he gonna be okay?

- Did he hit his
head when he fell?

- I think he got knocked out.

- Okay. We need to
secure this screw driver,

it's keeping him alive.

You can't have it move
or it'll hemorrhage.

Nowak, I need help
with the jaw thrust

so I can get this OBA in there.

Bird, there's towels in my bag.

I need you to roll
four of them for me.

- Okay.

- What I need you to do,
I need you to place two,

just like this, this way.

And then another two
on top, like that.

Good, good job.

Alright, bring it over here.

Easy now, we don't
want it to jar.

Alright, I'm gonna start
an IV on this patient

and we're gonna check in on
the other one, it seems like

he got beat up pretty bad.

- Dispatch, we're gonna
need another unit out here,

we've got a runner.

- He's too hurt
to have gone far.

You take the front,
I'll go around back?

- If you get eyes
on, don't approach,

I'll do the rest.

- Okay, RJ, time to
get you out of here.

Bird?

Nowak?

Oh, no, he's gonna jump.

Hey, Delmont.

What you doin', buddy?

- RJ's dead, isn't he?

- No.

He needs to get to a hospital.

Seems like you do too.

Why don't you come down so
I can check you out, huh?

- You know, my cousin
and I, we fight.

We always have.

Some of the brawls
we'd get into...

RJ...

he's got a temper.
A pretty bad one.

That's why my uncle left the
business to me and not him.

- That's tough, man.

Why don't you come over here
so we can talk about it?

- I told him, you know, I...

I was done losing money up here.

I just wanted to
sell and start over.

I knew he'd come at me.

But when he picked
up a tire iron...

and the screwdriver
was already in my hand.

I just wanted him to stop.

I killed him.

- He needs to get on
a plane to Thompson.

It's not your fault, okay?

It was self-defence,
Officer Bird said...

- No, I promised my uncle...

that I would look
out for RJ, you know?

And instead, I...

I was supposed to
take care of him.

- You still can, okay?

I want you to come down,

you can help me take him
to the hospital, alright?

Delmont.

It's not your fault, okay?

RJ made a choice.

Your uncle did too.

And neither of those
were your fault.

- Thank you.

- Yeah.

Delmont!

I got you.

I got you.

Okay?

- Tristan, are you okay?

- Radio Thompson, we're
bringing in two patients

and a police escort.

You're gonna be okay, Delmont.

- Tristan...

- Darius was my brother.

He was ten.

I was 13.

It was March break.

My friends and I were
skateboarding by the ravine.

I brought him with me.

There was this old rail bridge.

There were bats up there.

Darius liked to see them.

I didn't know he
climbed up there.

I didn't see him fall.

When I found him
on the ground...

I couldn't save him.

I
couldn't save him.

- You're up late.
- Yeah.

I-I couldn't sleep.

I keep thinking about
the dead guy in the tent.

But you're a nurse, so you're
used to this kind of thing.

- No, actually.

I got into labour and
delivery because...

it's happy medicine.

It's all about life.

I've never...

Wait, did you keep that?

- No, I...

I was just gonna give it back
to Crystal, but I forgot.

But I'm gonna give
it to Officer Bird

first thing tomorrow. I just...

I wondered who he was.

- Wait.

There's a voice memo.

: Joan, it's me.

I don't know if you'll
ever hear this, but...

I want you to know I love you

and I'm so sorry for everything.

- Hey, there she
is! What's up?

You know they give you
seconds if you ask?

- Doctor Sung says
you're recovering well.

- Oh, yeah?

Is that what doctor Sung says?

- Look,

when they release you,

I don't think you
should go home.

Whoever you work for,
whoever you pissed off,

they're gonna try and send
someone else to hurt you again.

- I appreciate the concern.

But, uh, I'm not going anywhere.

- Why can't you just do
the right thing for once?

- I'm not the one
who leaves, Crys.

That's you.

: I want you
to know I love you

and I'm so sorry for everything.

- I don't know what
to say, this is so...

We'd been fighting so much
before the separation.

I had no idea he
still felt this way.

I wish I had known,

I wish he'd told me
we still had a chance.

- Chopper? What
are you doing here?

Now is not a good time.

- There's never
gonna be a good time.

Emma, we have a connection.

I know you feel that way too

and after everything
you told me,

I don't think you
have that with Devon.

Even if nothing happened
between us, as a friend,

and as someone who
knows what it's like

to marry the wrong person...

Alright, look. You don't
have to be with me.

But just please...

Please don't go through
with the wedding.

: Is that room service?

Who's this?

- Um, Chopper, this
is my fiancé, Devon.

Dev, this is a pilot
from work, Chopper.

- Chopper!

Yeah, you're the one
who saved Emma's finger

after the wasp sting.

Thanks for taking
care of my girl, man.

I'll send you the bill
for the replacement?

Knowing Emma, she'd want
a bigger rock this time.

- Um, I just...

brought the flight schedule
to Emma, um, you know,

to go back to North House.

Anyway, enjoy your stay
in Thompson, Devon.

- Doubt we'll leave
the hotel much.

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