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[Croaking]

[Growl]

[Roaring]

[Music playing]

Good morning, south Dakota.

It's Harley Henderson here,
live at 93.7 kstar,

your morning voice jockey,

helping you understand
this freaky cold front

that is courtesy
of your friends
in the pacific northwest.

Well, some of you
are thinking,

"hey, Harley,
it's the end of spring.

What happened
to global warming?"

Well, it looks like
mother nature doesn't
believe in science,

because it's here, folks.
Snow is on its way.

"But, Harley, what about
your eighties flashback
music festival next week?"

Well, that's a very good
question, my astute friend.

Well, here's the answer.
The show must go on.

That's right. Come rain,
snow, sleet, hail,
locusts, the rapture,

there will be an eighties
flashback music festival,

so bundle up
a little tighter,

bring a loved one
to snuggle up with,

and join me, devo,
depeche mode, Duran Duran,

and a bunch of others
to show the world that
deadwood, south Dakota,

is the home
of eighties rock-and-roll.

Coming up at 6 A.M.,

get ready
for Mike and Mandy,

bringing you another
full-on hour rock block,

so that means
I am out of here.

You have had
another all-night ride

with the one,
the only Harley Henderson.

Boss, the snow's
coming down hard.

We can't keep
working like this.

Yeah, you're right.
Visibility is crap.

Hey, the snow's
really coming down.

I think I have
to pull my crew.

I'm Harley Henderson.

I'm the concert promoter.

Yeah, we met many times.

I'm Eddie, your foreman.

Listen, I'm here
to make sure

that we clear out
all that new overflow area.

I was just
on the phone with sting.

We got a permit?
If he says

he's gonna get
the police back together,

we're gonna need all sorts
of different trailers,

which means
we got two days to clear
all those trees over there.

All right, boys.
Start 'em up.

[Engine starts]

Did you call the press?

I was too busy.

Priya, if a tree
falls in the forest
and no one sees it...

What?

If no one sees it,
it didn't happen.

Oh.

Next time.

Harley: Simon Quinn?
Are you kidding me?

Looks like
your friends are back.

What's this?

The desecration
stops now,

Daniel Henderson.

Simon, really?

You just couldn't stay
out of my spotlight,
could you?

This is
a national forest,
Harley.

You can't just
take this land
for your festival.

Wow. This isn't
a flashback festival.

You really believe
that we're living
in the eighties.

It's sad, man.

But she's hot.

Hey there, cuteness.

Did Simon tell you
that he was a big rock star

30--well, a few years ago?

Is that why you two are--
well, whatever?

'Cause, really,
I was the creative force
behind that--

we're here
to save this land

that you're
destroying.

Well, i--i see
that you still like
the granola type.

I like mine
a little more aged...

[Siren approaching]

Like a fine wine.

Come on, boys.
Law's on our side.

[Speaker clicks]

I don't think
the wildlife likes
eighties music.

Yeah?

Well, let's just
get through this weekend

with as few incidents
as possible.

Yeah, well,
I don't think
anybody's gonna come.

I mean, who's gonna
show up to an outdoor
rock concert

in this
freak snowstorm?

Fine. Negativity.
That's what we
do not need, Walt.

Good morning, mayor.

Hello.

We're expecting
over 5,000 people.

Now, the town
needs it.

Everybody needs it.

And I see that
you're not wearing
your new uniforms.

I'm wearing
the damn hat.

Fine.

First things first.
We need to get rid

of these damn
tree-huggers.

Ah, hell. They're back?

Sixth day in a row.

It's that
singer guy,
Simon whatever.

Look, this thing
is gonna start

in less than a week.

Now, why can't you
go over there

and rough
somebody up?

You know,
arrest 'em
or something.

I'll talk to them.

Your father would have

taken care of this
a week ago.

Tommy, cut her
a little slack.

She's only been here
a few weeks.

Aw, come on, Walt,
you can cut me
a little slack.

You know what
I'm up against.

Business is down.
Now we got this
thing to deal with.

Yeah.

What are we
waiting on?
Cut his chains!

Don't listen to this
pathetic excuse
for a musician,

whose only talent is
the manipulation
of others

with sinister lies
crafted to propagate

his own
wretched self-image.

Wow. That sounds bad
when you say it.

Simon,
you've already lost.

It's cold. There's mud.
There's snow.

The trees are gone.
The stage is set.

These people,
your people,

are all ready
to go home and
share a peace pipe.

This is not just
about your festival,
Harley.

It never was.

It's about
the bigger picture,

a picture you
wouldn't understand

unless you
finish high school.

It's only
about the festival.

You're just pissed
'cause you weren't invited.

Hey, let's go, boys!

[Engine starts]

Priya!

You okay?

He's crazy.

He was gonna
let him kill her.

Arrest that lunatic.

Me? Arrest him.

He's a troublemaker,
a nuisance,

and he can't sing.

You two
know each other?

I haven't known him
since eight-track tapes

and vinyl and vcrs.

Hey, don't get
all high and mighty
on me there, Gandhi.

You sold out
just like I did.

Oh, are you two
singing together
at the festival?

Both: I'm not
singing with him.

Excuse me.
What's going on
here, sheriff?

She was just
about to arrest
this lunatic.

Mayor gillis,
have you seen
the environmental report?

This festival
is destroying

50 acres
of south Dakota forest.

It's terrible.
Excuse us, please.

Now I think that
since the festival

is beginning within
a couple of days,

it would be best
if this man

were to leave
the property
a.S.A.P.

Wouldn't you agree?
Yes.

You got
your mother's eyes.

Walt: Whoa, whoa!

Whoa, whoa.
Whoa, whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa.

Okay, take it easy.
Come on.

This festival
is just the beginning.

Soon this whole land
is gonna be flattened

and built up with
$5.00 coffee shops
and gas stations.

[Whistles]

Thank you, Mr. Mayor.

More than welcome.

How come you don't
look like a sheriff?

'Cause I'm not.

Did I just get
unjustly processed?

You know,
I have a lawyer.

Oh, calm down.

I'm a detective
out of Oklahoma city.

Well, I used to be,
anyway.

Coming back
to the simple life, huh?

No. Left this town
20 years ago.

I don't plan
on coming back.

Only here to sort
a few things out.

[Wind blowing]

[Heavy footsteps]

[Grunting]

[Growling]

Aah!

[Roaring]

[Scream echoes]

[Roaring]

[Tree creaks]

[Screaming]

Run! Run! Run!

It's coming!

[Man screams]

[Cellphone ringing]

Aah!

[Roars]

Yeah, what?

Harley: What?

I can't hear you.
You're breaking up.

[Screaming]

Go! Go!
Go!

[Screaming]

Nothing but static.
You're killing me.

[Eddie screaming]

[Crunching]

[Helicopter whirring]

[Embers crackling]

[Music playing]

You are listening
to Harley Henderson,

and in studio,
we have got a guest,

Andrew laurich
of the deadwood
fire department.

Listen, I understand
that we've had
a little confusion

about a brush fire
we had, but Andrew
is here

to make a little
announcement. Andrew?

The forest fire
has been contained.

Well, thank you, Andrew.
And I want you to know

that we owe
you and your crew
a debt of gratitude,

and most importantly,
the show will go on.

Yeah!
Whoo hoo!

It's true. The fire's
now under control.

Then why am I here?

Mr. Henderson,
there's something we thought
you should see.

What is it?

Well, looks like
a footprint, sir.

[Laughs]

What?

Well, you don't
seriously believe--

it's--it's a prank.
It's a joke.

It's a bit. We do it
on the radio show
all the time.

You've heard it.

Listen, you go around
telling people

you saw a bigfoot print
that size,

they're gonna start
to talk, call you nuts.

Might even end up fired.
Wouldn't want that.

Let's just see
how this joke plays out
after the festival.

Okay?

Sure.

Good man.

GPS: Turn right at bridge.

Well, when I see
your smiling face...

GPS: Turn right at bridge.

Right? It said
left on the map.
I'm sure of it.

Todd, just stop
and get directions.

Shut up.

What do you mean,
"shut up"?

[Crash]

GPS: Turn right...
[Roaring]

Turn right at bridge.

Turn right at bridge.

Turn right at bridge.
Turn right at bridge.

[Screams]
Turn right...

[Crashing]

Recalculating.

Ah.

At least
in Oklahoma city,

our monsters
carry guns.

Yeah. Well,

your father didn't believe
in this stuff either,

even, uh, after all
the craziness in '93,

but people have been
seeing him for years.

They used to say that he
was protecting the gold.

But, uh...
[Chuckles]

Never been
as bad as this.

You know,
I'm not superstitious,

but under
the circumstances,

I think having
a rock concert

in the middle
of the woods right now

is a pretty stupid idea.

That's why you
should be sheriff, Walt.

Yeah. Well, I'm retiring.

Well, the last thing
we need right now

is more
bigfoot paranoia.

So we head over there?

Yeah. Let's go.

[Engine whirring]

Unexplained acts
of heinous violence

are causing tensions
between deadwood residents
and festival-goers,

with locals claiming
that urban legend
bigfoot is to blame.

Gillis: No, no, no.

Forget it, Harley.
I'm closing you down.

Are you nuts?

This thing is a day away.

I've got people in from--

I've got sting
waiting at the airport.

You don't have sting.

You don't have
the archies.

You don't have anybody.

And meanwhile,
I've got issues

with the city council,
with the federal
government

and with the press.
It's Simon.

He's just upset
'cause I know his mother
better than he does.

I don't need
to know this, okay?

Just take care of it.

Legally, of course.

First of all,

thanks for meeting me,
Simon.

Can we talk?

You're killing me.

You kill the forest,
you kill bigfoot

and the deer
and the bear and
all the wildlife.

And Peter Pan, too?

Peter Pan
never harmed anyone,

unless they
deserved it.

I get it. You are passionate
about all this stuff,

and I appreciate that,

but this,
this is my thing.

I love the eighties.

I love the people
we meet,

the songs we sang.

Do you remember
roskilde '86?

I remember. You left
your girlfriend alone

with that synth-pop band
from Germany.

I had to carry her
back to the hotel.

Yeah, well, we all made
our mistakes back then,

but--but that was the thing
about the eighties.

You could make mistakes
and still live free.

Why clear the land
to make your point?

I don't know. I wanted
to make it like Woodstock
for our generation.

But they didn't
deforest the land
to have a concert.

They had it
on a farm.

I've got it.

Sing.
Sing at the festival.

Solo, Simon.

No. No way.

Yeah. Yeah, that's it.

You right up there
onstage.

Stand your ground.
Make your point

in front of
thousands of people.

And when
the festival is over,

we'll plant
a thousand trees
in your honor.

What do you say?

[Music playing]

Good morning, south Dakota.

Harley Henderson here,
live at 93.7 kstar,

and today is the big day,

deadwood's own eighties
flashback music festival.

Sleet, snow,

now rain.

Damn weather can't
make up its mind.

Woodstock had mud.

In special recognition
of such a glorious day,

mother earth
has forgiven us our sins.

She has stopped
the blizzard from Seattle,

she has melted the icy snow,

and she has graced us
with a beautiful
south Dakota day.

Because of
the freak snowstorm,

there are still
plenty of tickets left.

So please come on down to
the deadwood fairgrounds.

I am leaving right now
to pick up our very special
guest at the airport.

He is the man
behind the mask.

[Music playing]

How can you
trust Harley?

And no one
is here anyway.

Doesn't matter
who's here.

Social networked world.

Your Twitter, YouTube,

anyone with a cellphone
makes it an event.

Have a little faith,
priya.

I'm Simon Quinn.

My fans will come.

It's time to say good-bye
to this town, dad.

[Cheering]

Woman: Let's go!
Let's go!

Harley! Harley!

Hello, deadwood,
south Dakota!

I am Harley Henderson!

[Cheering]

I don't know.

Are you guys ready to rock?

Yeah!
Yeah!

All right, let me bring up
this first entertainer,

'cause we are going
way back to the heart
and soul of new wave.

This man is near
and dear to my heart.

He was the force
behind midnight daffodil.

Ladies and gentlemen,
Simon Quinn.

[Cheering]

Break a leg, man.

No, really.
Break a leg.

Hello!

Play back to back!

Heh heh. Yeah, man.

I'll, uh--
I'll get to that.

Listen, uh,
before I get started here,

I just wanted to tell you
that in the last 20 years,

since midnight daffodil,

I've been fighting,

and sometimes in vain,
but fighting

for mother nature's
land, sea and air.

Play back to back!

Listen, man, I'm not
singing that now.

I'm--I'm gonna sing
this song instead.

It's another song
I have, and it's--

it's about--
it's about all of us.

What will you do?

[Playing guitar]

Sometimes you feel
like crying

and people
all around you lying

and you're burnin'

to find a way...

Ohh!
Oh, no. Hi.

We're all right.
We're all right here.

And sometimes
if your world

will fall apart

this sucks!

No one's
even here.

Lame!

The birds from skies
are falling

and the seas are...

What is this,
a hootenanny?

Alice, it is
not my fault
that this guy sucks.

Sucks?
That's being generous.

Hey, what happened
to procul harum?

Jethro tull?
What about sting?

Sting, I had sting.

He couldn't get in
'cause of the weather.

You've gotta
bail me out.

You know,
we go way back.

I've only known you
for two minutes,

and I already
hate you, all right?

Look at this audience.

They're excited.

They're excited?
They're stoned.

They're not even
gonna know who I am.

Oh, they're gonna love you.
You're Alice Cooper, man.

This is gonna be awesome.
What will you do

when they come back
for you?

Tell me what...

Can I butt?
No way.

...you say

when it all blows away?

Can I butt?

I can't go on
with a cardboard snake.

They want
real snakes out there.

I'm Alice Cooper.
I'm the scariest
guy in the world.

You are, and that's
why I'm gonna
bring you on.

You're gonna save the day.
Please, Alice?

I came here to promote
my book on golf.
You know that.

[Scattered booing]
What will you do?

I'm out of here.

No, no. You're on.

Excuse me.

[Microphone feedback]

[Feedback echoes]
[Roars]

[Crowd murmuring]

[Roars]

Excuse me!

You set me up, Harley.

What a show, man.

Well, now I know
why he cares so much
about trees and plants.

The man's this close
to being a vegetable.

[Cheering]

You guys
feel like rocking?!

Yeah!
Yeah!

All right,
the man you came to see,

the best showman
in rock-and-roll!

Ladies and gentlemen,

let's hear it
for Alice Cooper!

[Cheering]

[Music playing]

This is deadwood, right?

You're all the undeadheads!

[Cheering]

It's time to rock!

We're gonna rock
you guys with sound.

Let's do it!

[Rock music blaring]

[Cheers and music echoing]

[Heavy footsteps]

[Growls]

[Roaring]

[Woman screaming]

[Crowd gasps]

[Roaring]

[All screaming]

[Cheering]
Alice! Alice!

Alice! Alice!

[Screaming]

Yeah, you got me.
That's really good.

Bigfoot. Bigfoot.
I get it. Scary.

Really scary.
Really scary.

I'm the scary guy.

Aah!

[Growls]

Oh, man.

Come on,
and get me!

Come on! Aah!

[Bigfoot roars]

Dispatch, this is
Walt gunderson.

Becky, do you read?

Walt, what is happening?

We got to get
these people out of here!

[Crunch]

Becky, Becky,
call the e.M.S.

Get the national guard.

[Roars]

[Groans]

Logan!

Aah!

Aah!

[Wind blowing]

[Shrieks]

Reporter: It's been 3 days
since the catastrophe.

Still no sign
of the creature

locals have begun
referring to as bigfoot.

The south Dakota national guard
is mobilizing as we speak

to add a measure of security
to this traumatized community.

Harley: Man, can I
put on a show, or what?

And some wack-job had
the nerve to call me

this morning
wanting his money back?

Hey, Harley Henderson live,
and, well,

the national guard
will be entering deadwood

to set up perimeters
in the area.

Also fema and the red cross
have set up base camp

at the local fire station
on main street.

We might not have
had a huge turnout
at the festival,

but it looks
like I've finally helped

put this sleepy little town
on the map.

Okay. Bye-bye.

[Hangs up]

That was Joe Anderson.

They're leaving town
tonight.

Can you blame him?

Yeah, but I grew up
with them.

They've been here for
five generations. Just--

anyway,
what have you got?

Well, national guard's
set up near south fork.

Everybody's gonna need
an I.D. To get in and out.

Okay.

And, uh, put this on.

Sowisa...

"Strap on when it
seems appropriate."

Get your hat.

Oh. Oh, oh, oh.
Mayor gillis.

Ex-bandmate Simon Quinn
is saying that
Harley Henderson

had evidence
of this creature's
existence

before the festival and
that it was your office

that chose to ignore
that evidence--

no, no. Excuse me.
Harley Henderson

was acting totally
on his own behalf.

And I assure you,
up until now,

I've had no knowledge
of anything.

Well--
if you'll excuse me.

Mayor gillis.
Excuse me.

Remember these people
have lost loved ones.

Everyone's a victim.

Even bigfoot.

Even bigfoot.

[Chanting]
Save bigfoot!

Save bigfoot!

Save bigfoot!

Save bigfoot!

Save bigfoot!

Simon Quinn!
Simon Quinn!

Save bigfoot!
Do you have a moment?

Do you have
any further comments

regarding
the tragic incident and
the alleged bigfoot?

As a matter of fact,
I do have something
to say.

In times of tragedy,
it's natural
to be angry,

and we should be angry.

If it weren't
for the greed
of Harley Henderson

and the negligence
of mayor gillis,

our friends,
our brothers, sisters

and mothers and
fathers would still
be alive today.

And it's tempting
to vent that anger
at bigfoot.

But ask yourself this.

How would you feel
if someone came in

and bulldozed
your living room

and set up loudspeakers
on your front lawn?

These are wild,
nondomesticated animals.

Bears, moose
and now bigfoot.

Makes no difference
the creature.

The results
are the same.

And now this
community has paid
a terrible price,

but it's not too late
to make things right.

If we respect bigfoot,
he'll respect us.

As we speak,
the national guard

is mobilizing
across deadwood,

heavily armed and
with orders to kill.

There are simple steps
we can take

to protect ourselves
from another
bigfoot attack.

Keep your noisy
four-wheelers

and dirt bikes
out of the forest.

Turn out all lights
at night.

And for goodness sake,
let's recall
mayor gillis

and get rid
of Harley Henderson.

Really? Really?

Although some people
in deadwood are calling
for the death of bigfoot,

Simon Quinn's
nonprofit organization,

the bigfoot alliance,

has raised $275,000
and counting

from donors
around the world.

Mother nature
attacked us
in self-defense.

I'm simply
trying to take
this opportunity

to make it right.

What do you say
to the charges

that you care
more about keeping
bigfoot safe

than protecting
the community?

Don't you think
your campaign is
a little insensitive?

I understand
the sentiment.

One of my friends was
killed in the attacks.

But we have to take
the bigger view.

We can learn
from this animal.

If we can repair
the harm that
we've done,

it's my belief
that those who died

will not have died
in vain.

Some people are calling you
the Jane goodall of bigfoot.

I'm just one man
trying to do my part.

[Body falls]
Whoo!

Ha ha!
There you go, baby.

[Cellphone ringtone
playing]

Hello.

Al gurney,
Harley Henderson.

Harley Henderson.
To what do I owe
this pleasure?

Hey, I hear you broke
another record in Alaska

for both brown
and grizzly bear.

Second one this year.

Also had one
in Tanzania
for cape buffalo.

And how much did you
get for that trophy?

Two million.

I've got
a job for you.

Uh-uh. Of course, man.
Anything for you.

After I did
your radio show,

that's how I pulled in
all my sponsors.

What's the job?

We're gonna
kill bigfoot.

I don't think
I can do that.

Sure you can.
Just get in the raft,
all right?

Do you know how much
they're paying for
bigfoot videos? Come on.

It's white water
down there.

So much the better.
He'll stay away from us.

Look, we'll be
in the middle
of the river, all right?

If we don't bother him,
he won't bother us.

Get in the raft.

I'm walking.

Fine, whatever.

I'll meet you
by the point.

You coming?

[Sighs]

[Heavy footsteps]

[Trees creak]

[Roaring]

Row! Row!
Row! Row!

[Gasping]

[Screaming]

Lori!

[Heavy footsteps]

[Roar echoes]

Hi, priya.

Beck wants me
to bring you in.

Okay.

I'll take 'em.

Priya, I called Simon.

They'll be here
in 15 minutes.

Far out.

[Telephone rings]

Yeah? Hello.

Ha--still no sign
of 'em?

Okay,
k-keep me posted.

Thanks.

We got four boaters
still missing.

There's nothing
we can do about it

if the state's
not gonna help us.

Should we tell 'em
down at the park?

Already called 'em.

They don't want
to close down rushmore

until there's
an immediate threat,

because all
of the incidents

have taken place
in deadwood.

That's enough, right?

All yours.

Made bail, priya.

Whoa.

Oh, thanks, Lynn.

You can--you can
put that right there.

So, uh, Simone,

I understand you're
majoring in biology.

It's sueanne. Yes.

I'm determined
to finish this time.

Really, Mr. Quinn,

thank you
for giving me
the opportunity

to be a part
of your cause.

Well, it's my pleasure.

[Knock on door]

[Knock on door]

Oh, hey, guys.
C-come i--

in.

More supplies?

Let's take it
out back.

There you go.
Stack it up.

Yeah, another delivery.

Second today.

Double up.

Hope that's
gonna be big enough.

[Chuckles]

It better be.

Come on. Hop on.

Al: Let's move out.

To the river.

This is what
the military
in India uses

to capture elephants.

How do you know
that'll work?

It's a tranquilizer formula
from a donor in Seattle.

Apparently he studied
close relatives of bigfoot
all over the world.

He sent us
a lot of information

about their behavior,
anatomy, diet.

Really?

When hunting
large game,

place to look
for tracks

is over
near the river.

Big bodies take in
a lot of water.

I heard you
can smell bigfoot,

smells like garbage.

Yeah, that makes sense.

Harley: Hey, guys,

keep it down.

Let's go.
It's getting dark, man.

Yeah, right.
Hey, Cooper,

get those
thermal images up.

Barnes...

You stay frosty.

Town apart.

If people aren't leaving,
they're dying.

The whole town
is being destroyed.

Listen, Becky.

Now, before
you were born

and your father and I
were just starting out,

there were a couple of
trappers that got lost
up at crow peak.

Pete deerfield,
another cop,

he, uh--i don't think
you remember him.

He--he says,
"I'm gonna go get
the son of a bitch."

He got his--
his brother--
Paul I think it was--

and the two of them,
uh, got their
hunting rifles

and their camouflage,
and he went up there,

and, uh, we never
saw 'em alive again.

You know,
we're small-town cops.

We write
traffic tickets,

we arrest drunks,

but we gotta leave this
to the big guys.

We are gonna go get him.

[Atv motor whirring]

Hey, Cooper, you good?

[Beeping]
Uh...

I'm getting something
on the infrared.

Bigfoot?

Cooper, watch your 12:00.

[Heavy footsteps]
I don't see anything...

[Beeping]
But he's moving fast.

[Growls]

[Groaning]

Aah!

[Roars]

Get out of there now!

Stay trained
on them rocks.

Aah!

Got anything
easier to shoot?

Are you kidding me?
Aim, and pull the trigger.

[Roars]
There!

[Fires burst]
Al: Let's move it.

Stay in the trees.

[Bigfoot roaring]

My, that thing is big.

[Roaring]

Ready?

Get him!
Oh, my god.

[Growling]

You all right, man?

Are you okay?

Barnes had kids, man.

He had kids.

Okay. Come on.
Let's get inside.

I got a better idea.
Go ahead.

[Telephone rings]

[Ring]

[Ring]

Hello.

Hey, mayor gillis.
Harley here.

I hope
I didn't wake you.

Gillis: Who can sleep?

Good god, Harley. You--

1.6 million in the hole.

Who knows how many
missing people?

We got a pristine Meadow
turned into a mudhole

and the lawsuits.

Listen, let me ask you
a question, mayor.

How much money did
mount rushmore bring in

in tourism revenue
last year?

What?

How much money did
mount rushmore bring in

just in the high season?

I don't know. Uh...

30 million.

Deadwood, home of bigfoot.

I got 11 videos
of this have gone viral,

10 million hits today.

I'm gonna bring
this thing in
alive if I can.

Bag him, and cage him,

or stuff him,
and mount him.

Either way,
it's gonna be
an attraction.

Oh, I like it.
I like it.

I'm just gonna need
a little advance.

I could divert
the firefighters'
pension fund tomorrow.

They're
mostly volunteers.

They'll never miss it.

I like it.

Yeah. Well, you know,
what's good for
the community

is definitely
good for us,

and vice versa
of course.

[Chuckles]
Of course.

[Rattles door]

[Line rings]

Yeah, they got
a whole crate

of tranquilizer rifles

and some specialized
tranquilizer fluid.

Get it all.

[Car engine starts]

A tranquilizer formulation
very similar to this

was used in India
to manage the--

I got it.

Oh, I knew
you could do it.

Walt said
that most of it

happened here,
with two of the victims

found further upstream here.

Simon:
That's perfect.

We know
where bigfoot is.

So who's coming?

Becky: Nothing yet, Walt.
I'll keep you posted.

Stop worrying.

[Twig snaps]

So what happens
if we hit him with
the tranquilizer?

There's only
four of us.

Just leave the details
to me, sweetheart.

It'll all work out
in the end.

Simon, go home.

As I recall,
this entire area is
a national forest,

therefore
government land,

therefore
public property.

We have just as much
right to be here
as you do.

Those are
his prints!

Simon: Good eye.

It's gigantic.

Do you want me
to arrest you again?

On what grounds?

Interfering
with an official
investigation.

It's just
like it says.

Deeper
anterior impression.

No arch.

Amazing.

I gotta get
a photo of this.

My professor's
gonna freak.

Looks like
the tracks go back
through those trees.

Don't follow me.

Lynn, you stay with her.

Delia, come with me.

[Gasps]

Holy moley,
look at that.

Go back
to the truck.

Bring my plaster,
water!

Oh, my god.

Look at those toes.

[Growling]

[Heavy footsteps]

Aah!

Simon.

Followed his footsteps.

Get out of here.

We have
the field map.

These wind caves
are all mapped.

You think you
could shine that
somewhere else?

Fine. Just stay
out of my way.

[Water dripping]

It's so smooth here,
like it's been
worn down.

I feel a draft.

I can't believe
I'm in a cave
looking for bigfoot.

Ah, you wouldn't be
if his home

hadn't been invaded
by Harley's woodflop.

Total failure
as a music festival.

What's that smell?

Ooh. Uhh. Gross.

[Woman screams]

[Bigfoot roaring]

It's Lynn.

[Screaming]

[Gunshots]

Skin's too thick.

Your bullets
aren't gonna work.

How do you know?

It's all
in the field manual.

What are you
waiting for?

Aah!

They're gone.
What?

They're gone.
Somebody took
all the darts.

You've lost your darts?

Aah!

Dispatch, we need
backup immediately.

I have a visual
on bigfoot.

Call the national guard
immediately,

and we need
air support now.

No, no, no, no.
They can't interfere.
This is my project.

Delia: Guys.

[Heavy footsteps]

Simon!

[Roars]

No!

Come on, guys.
Move it.

[Roaring]

Come on.

Come on.
Let's go.

You're shooting
way too close.

We're just trying
to scare him out
into the open.

Fast little bugger.

Don't get in
too low, man.

[Helicopter overhead]

How did Harley find us?

Probably one
of his hunter friend's
homing devices.

Follow us-14.

Stay close.

[Trees crashing]

[Roars]

Get--get in the car.

[Roars]

Simon: Come on, Becky.
We got to get to him
before Harley.

Al: Harley,
we got company.

Harley:
Who the hell is that?

Al: Uncle Sam
to the rescue.

Harley: Crap.
We gotta get bigfoot
before they do.

Al: I'm on it.

That's gotta be
illegal, right?

Walt, it's Becky.

Walt: Yeah, Beck.
National guard
is on the way.

They'll kill him.

[Roaring]

Pull up. Pull up.
You're flying too low.

Keep it steady.
Pull it up.

[Roars]

Hoo hoo hoo hoo!

Son of a bitch.

Well, that's gotta be
Simon and the sheriff.

Get lower.

[Roars]

Come on, you...

Let's make a run
for the tank.

We could still save it.

Create some kind
of a distraction for him.

Break left.
I'll break right,
get behind him.

How does
this thing work?

I--

[electricity
crackles]

[Bigfoot grunts]

[Roars]

[Roaring]

[Growls]

[Roaring]

Soldier: He's heading
to the forest!

Rotors are all messed up.

I gotta land it.
Hold on, Harley.

Colonel tifton on the line
for you, ma'am.

Colonel tifton here.

Everything all right
down there, sheriff?

We're okay.
Thanks, colonel.

Heard you
could use a hand.

Any idea where that thing
might be going?

Yeah, I have an idea.

Let's get
some air support here

and follow
that damn thing.

[Growls]

[Grunting]

[Roars]

Walt, do you know
anything about
these caves?

Well, the area
is full of 'em.

Why do you ask?

Wonder if...

Do we have
any maps of
the limestone caves

that are surrounding
black hills?

Well, uh, some,
but some of 'em
go on forever,

and they're
not even mapped,
but, uh,

we could check
in the back.

Let's do that.

[Music playing]

I wasn't
ready to return
to the community.

They knew
it was a risk.

We received
the new shipment.

And the ultralight?

Refueled this morning.

Uh-oh.

Now I think
the only reason you
want to kill bigfoot

is just
to piss me off.

You mean kind of the way

you killed our record deal
to piss me off?

You know, as for bigfoot...

I don't care anything

about your tree-hugging
hippie friends.

And when bigfoot
comes around,

I'm gonna either
bag him and cage him

or stuff him
and mount him.

That animal
belongs in a reserve,

away from people
like you

who want to turn him
into a freak show.

Your breath stinks.

[Laughs]

And you stole
my tranquilizer darts.

You can't even
play guitar.

Yeah. Well,
I got three of 'em
in my basement,

and your mama knows
what I can play.

Oh, that's right.

D-did I fail to mention
that I slept with his mom?

It was back in the day,
and, man, she was hot...

Mind if I borrow that
for a second?

She had
three daughters, but
she was the hot one,

always wearing
these tiny,
little miniskirts,

shaking
her moneymaker.

She looked
fantastic,

had great hair.
This thing

with this little
flip in the back.

It was--

raah!

You took advantage

at the lowest point
in her life

and cheated on
the only girl you
ever cared about.

Yeah, well,
she'd have never known

if you didn't tell her.

You...

It's a map
of the wind cave.

This is
a speleological survey
of Lawrence county.

Grab a marker.

I think
this freak snowstorm

is really doing a number
on this animal.

Ah, it's doing
a number on all of us.

Yeah. Maybe it follows
the same pattern
as a black bear,

a deep hibernation.

Well,
not hibernating now.

I mean, 'cause it's
not the fall,

but because of
the snowstorm,
it thinks it is.

And so it's--it's having
an emergency feeding

and--and resting
and eating, and it's
just completely messed up.

So you're looking
for feeding patterns
on the map.

Well, because like the bear,
it will need to feed
near its cave.

What?

[Sighs] Lord.

What?

[Sighs] Pete.

What about Pete?

I was--we were there.

It's where we found 'em,
eh, what was left of 'em.

They were down in a--

in a wash about 500 yards
down from the--
the wind caves,

so you're probably
right about the caves.

They go on
back there forever.

I wish you'd
told me sooner.

Yeah. Well, I'm not
very good with details.

Officer down.
I repeat, officer down.

Here we go.

Good lord.

He'll go back
to the caves.

He always goes back
after he attacks.

We just have to get
the national guard
onboard immediately.

I'll get
on the horn.

Dispatcher:
10-32 reptile gardens.

We got a reported
bigfoot sighting, and he's
causing some damage. Over.

Ah, that's
in rapid city.

I thought he'd be heading
back to the caves.

Damn it.

[Roaring]

[Siren blares]

Harley: Okay,
come on, man.

Hit it. Hit it. Hit it.

Al: Come on. Go. Go.

Okay, listen up.

When we get him,

form a human chain
around the body.

The sheriff will come
with the police
department

and take bigfoot
to a holding location

before we transfer him
to the preserve.

We're getting close.

We're really close.

Simon, you haven't
spoken to the sheriff
in two days.

Nothing could
stop us, priya.

You need
to get this bird
in the air now,

before it starts
snowing again.

[Roaring]

Okay, shoot him.
Capture him.

Either way,
it's a $5,000 bounty.

[Roars]

[Heavy footsteps]

Al: Barclay, barclay,
what are you doing?

Don't be a hero.
Fall back.

Don't break formation.

Where'd he go?

Okay, there's
a cul-de-sac dead ahead

that backs right up
to a bluff.

We can trap him
in there.

[Roaring]

[Groans]

[Roaring]

Get the nets ready.
Get the nets ready.

Wait a second.
Let me out. Let me out.

[Engine sputtering]

Aah!

Al: He's not going down.

[Sirens blaring]

[Roars]

I just had to see
this thing for myself.

He's headed south,
2 miles west
of highway 16.

They're not gonna
make it in time.
Make a left here.

What?
Make a left here.

There's a cave entrance

about two miles
south of here.

It's probably
headed for that.

We have
to slow him down.

[Gasping]

Recording: Please hang up,
and try your call again.

Please hang up now.
This is a re--[Beep]

[Heavy footsteps]

Becky: Hang on.
I think I know how
to slow him down.

Walt, grab a flare.

Walt: Hey!

[Growls]

Hey, ugly!

[Roaring]

Oh, Walt.

Walt.

Look,
they know our 20.

Help is coming.

You be a good sheriff.

Your daddy'd be proud.

Yeah.

Some things in nature,
you just...

Don't want to aggravate.

Oh, Walt.

Oh, my god.

Oh, Walt.

What now?

We head back to deadwood
and regroup.

Move that.
Move it.

[Beep]

What's going on?

We're closing off a cave

just north of here
at crow's peak.

Thanks.

Can't get in, man.

All right, listen.
We are going
in that cave,

and there's
nowhere else
for him to go,

and I know
another way in.

Uh, thank you.

We're going back
to that cave.

Simon, what are we
supposed to do with
just the two of us?

Everyone has left.

If we can get
inside that cave

before the national guard,

we can find him
and knock him out.

They won't kill him if he's
not attacking something.

At least,
they shouldn't.

Priya...

This is our moment.

How are we supposed
to get around
all of that?

There.

Let's go.

Al: Okay, this is it.

Guard's already here.

All right, uh,
give me your glasses.

Think they'll
recognize you?

I do radio.

Then why do you
need the glasses?

[Clears throat]

How are you?

Sir, this is
a restricted area.

I'm sorry.
We can't have you
near the cave right now.

We're gonna need you
to clear the area.

We have clearance

from the Lawrence
county sheriff's
department.

We're volunteers as
an auxiliary detail

at the behest
of the sheriff.

We're both hunters.

Your voice sounds
really familiar.

You're Harley Henderson.

You can call them
yourself.

[Sighs]
Two coming through.

Two coming through!

Thank you very much.
And what was
your name?

Corporal o'hearny.

Thank you, corporal.

What's that smell?

Simon:
It's just his food.

Al: Close. Very close.

I smell you.
I smell you.

Very close.

You're very close.

[Grunts] Ohh!
Simon!

[Fires rifle]

Damn it!
Priya: I'm okay.

How many people
are in this gosh damn cave?

You shot a girl!
[Groans]

It's not my fault.
It's not my fault.

Oh, my god.
I hear something.

Come on!

Okay. Back to the--

[screams]

Al: Wait! It's me!

[Yelling]

[Gunfire continues]

Officer: Cease fire!
Cease fire!

[Bigfoot roaring]

[Screams]

Aah!

[Roars]

[Bones snap]

Priya!

[Roaring]

Sorry, dude.

Sheriff Alvarez,
I have the keystone
national park on the line.

I think you should
speak to them.

We need a helicopter.

You need to evacuate
that place now.

Just do it!

Okay, we need to get
colonel tifton
on the line,

and we need
to get anybody
that's not guarding

over to mount rushmore
now.

God, I should have
done that weeks ago.

And another project
that borglum
left unfinished

was the hall of records,

and I'm gonna take you
back there now.

[Roaring]

Up ahead, you'll see
a small entryway.

The engraving
of the declaration
of independence

wasn't completed
until much later.

[Growls]

Until 1998,
it was the last time

that borglum's work
was shown.

[All screaming]

[Gasps]

[Roaring]

Aah!

[Crowd screaming]

Becky: On my command.

Gunner, stand by.

Engage.

Can't get
a clear shot.

Shoot in the air.
Get his attention.

We'll force him out
into the open.

It's going down!

Mayday! Mayday!

Mayday!

[Bigfoot growls]

Sheriff Becky Alvarez
is reportedly

in one of
the national guard
helicopters.

Shoot in the air.
Get his attention.

[Gunner firing]

Solider: Get the hell
out of this airspace.

I can't see him.
Get closer.

Damn it.

[Roars]

You okay?

[Groans]
My leg. My leg.

[Engine sputtering]

[Ultralight clatters]

This is sheriff Alvarez.

We need a full
airstrike on the top
of mount rushmore.

Closing in.

[Groans]

[Growls]

[Roars]

[Automatic weapon
firing]

[Roars]

[Roaring]

Get off! Get off
the mountain!

[Grunts]

It's like
a family reunion.

I wish your mother
were here.

[Growling]

Get off the mountain!

You remember
when I toured with
your mom in '86?

You didn't.

I did.

I played ball
in the house.

[Yelling]

Closing in.

Whoa, whoa.
A-a-aah!

[Gasping]

[Growling]

[Heavy footstep]

Deploy! Deploy!

Harley: Aah!

[Bigfoot roaring]

[Rocks falling]

[Gillis clears throat]

Mr. Parks and
recreation commissioner,

ladies and gentlemen
of the press

and my fellow citizens,

I am deeply honored
to be here today

to participate
in the dedication

of our newest
national monument,

commemorating
the sacrifices made

by the heroes of deadwood,

two young men, both close
personal friends of mine,

who gave their lives
in order to protect

and save our community

from an unspeakable monster,

at whose hands I myself
personally suffered...

Somewhat.

Close your eyes,
and just fantasize

let your mind
take away all of this