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[Narrator] Previously on "Arctic Air."

Everybody, this is Tag.

[Krista] You're gonna stick around?

[Tag] Yeah, I was thinking about it.

- Tell him there's still
time to change his mind.

I want him to come to
the Antarctica with me.

Research trip.

Mel tried to split that difference, too,

but married a free spirit,
brought her to Yellowknife.

My darling girl! (laughing)

What kind mother would I have been

if I had just kept on
squashing my own dreams?

I'm not ready to leave.

I'd rather freeze my ass off all winter

than be away from you.

Unless you don't want that.

I want.

(crowd cheering)

You are listening to 99.9 The Knife!

We're broadcasting live from
Bullocks in old town tonight,

and if you're not already
here, you should be

because we're kicking off
the Great Northern Mail Run!

(crowd cheering)

I'm J.C. Cameron,

and I'll be your host all weekend long.

Two days, five stops, 3,000 kilometers.

But in the end,

just one team of pilots
will get their name

on that Mail Run trophy.

(crowd cheering)

See you all at the flag drop!

(Dev laughing)

And now, back to the
Fugitives with "Old Mistakes."

(upbeat folk music)

You're lucky to be here for this!

- [Blake] It only
happens every five years.

- Yeah. Yeah, it's kind of
like Halley's Comet with beer.

Bobby, Krista!

You never told me that your
fathers were racing legends.

Yeah, they were pretty good.

- They were triumphant
in the first three races.

Then for the last 20 years,

Twin Lakes has won almost every race.

Wow, is there some history there?

[Krista] It's a long story.

Not really.

Mel knew he couldn't beat my dad,

so he cheated and retired from the race.

- Tag, meet Connie and Glen
Jackowski, sore losers.

If you have a problem with Mel,

I suggest you talk to Mel.

Mel wouldn't show his face here.

You two still bent out of shape

over a race I won when
you were fillin' diapers?

Doesn't it eat at you? Huh?

Knowing that you don't
deserve to have your name

on that trophy?

No, it doesn't.

Well, the way I see it,

there's only one way for
you to wipe the slate clean.

Arctic Air versus Twin Lakes.

Winner gets the loser's
plane, just like the old days.

Don't listen to her, Mel.

She's just trying to get you going.

Yeah, it takes two, Martin.

Your old man, just as guilty as Mel.

What did you say?

You heard me.

Look, best-case scenario,
your old man didn't cheat.

He still covered for Ivarson.

(crowd oohs)

Hey, J.C.?

Is there room for one
more plane in this race?

Bobby!

- If Arctic Air is back
in, we'll make room!

Then sign us up.

(crowd cheering)

(dramatic pulsing music)

(crowd bustling)

(country music)

♪ I've been walking
around this little town ♪

♪ The highway's my home ♪

♪ I've been thinking
about your local kid ♪

- So, she's pretty much
the way you left her.

But here is the piece-de-resistance,

this little rig is a
lean-mix carb adjustment.

Gives you a little rocket boost

as you're going over the
finish line, if you need it.

You've just got to,

pull that, uh, that little T-handle

down on the console there.

(imitates air whooshing)

(laughs)

- You're a genius, Cece,
I've always said so.

[Cece] Well, it's hard to go wrong

with a little beauty like this.

Let's button her up.

How could you do this?

You know how I feel about this race.

Look, Krista, Mel never cheated,

my dad would've told me.

Maybe he didn't know.

This race is also Mel's vice.

The last time he got in that plane,

he did something that smeared
his reputation for 25 years,

and I'm afraid he's gonna
do something crazy again.

- Then why don't you race
with me instead of Mel?

You know, the younger generation?

It's not up to me to clean the slate.

Hey, babe.

- Hey. Your dad's racing
plane is pretty badass.

Hard to believe it's been
gathering dust for 25 years.

[Hanna] Tag!

Hanna!

- This is Bobby.
- Hi.

And you remember Krista.

Yeah, of course.

I thought you were in the Antarctic.

What are you doing here?

Looking for you.

Someone backed out of the expedition.

So, there's still room on the boat.

We could really use you.

I appreciate the offer,

but I'm gonna find work here this winter.

And Krista's roommates are moving out,

and I gotta pull my weight
now, isn't that right?

Come on, let me show you the plane.

- [Hanna] Sure.
♪ The highway's my home ♪

Here to wish us luck?

- (chuckles) She's
probably here to make sure

I don't leave early,

even though I was up half the
night prepping your plane.

The supply runs pay the bills.

- Yeah, well, five days
a week used to be enough.

You're stretching us to the limit here.

- Well, if you're so
stretched to the limit, Cece,

maybe I should hire someone
to lighten the load.

Oh, yeah, like who?

Like Tag.

You know he's a good engineer,

and he needs a job, so win-win.

- [J.C.] Pilots, please,
make your way to the tarmac!

- Let's go do the pre-flight.

- [J.C.] Five-minute warning.

- Babe-
- Just. Mel!

Is there something you
wanna tell me before you go?

I am not even a mechanic.

You did three years of engineering.

You created an app.

Apps don't keep planes in the air.

Are we going or not?

[Krista] All set.

Thank you so much for assisting us.

- You're in luck. Tag
actually likes moving.

Yeah, it's kind of an illness.

But first, we should watch the takeoffs.

Uh, no, we are moving. Let's move.

- I need help prepping the DC-3.

Might as well get your feet wet.

I don't want to live on charity.

Well, you better work hard,

otherwise Cece is gonna
fire your ass. (laughs)

Another northern adventure.

I'll pick you up for dinner.

Here they are, ladies and gentlemen,

your Mail Run pilots!

(crowd cheering)

Hey, see you up there, Craig! Good luck!

Thanks, Mel, you too!

Take it easy on the rest of us, huh?

- Poor guy. Runner-up four times in a row.

He'll be lucky if he gets third,

'cause we're gonna blow the
flaps off of Twin Lakes.

Hey, Ivarson!

You got enough Ben-Gay
for your trip? (laughing)

(lively Latin music)

Seven planes are entered.

Normally, the race is limited to six,

but we made an exception for
Mail Run legend Mel Ivarson

and his co-pilot, Bobby Martin.

This year, the hands-down
favorite is Twin Lakes,

piloted by Connie Jackowski
and her cousin, Glen.

Here are the rules.

There's only one.

Each team has to deliver
their own packages,

in order, at all six stops.

After that, first to cross
the finish line wins!

Pilots, are you ready?

(suspenseful guitar music)

Five.

Four.

Three.

Two.

One!

(upbeat Latin music)
(crowd cheering)

(engine sputtering)

[J.C.] Looks like Mel's plane,

Ol' Misty, has developed engine trouble.

Was Ol' Misty mothballed too long?

[Mel] What the hell happened?

Is it the electrical?

[Mel] It's turning but not catching.

[Cece] What's going on out there?

I don't know, it doesn't want to start.

Did you follow the checklist?

You know I did.

[Cece] How's your fuel pressure?

[Bobby] Pressure's good.

- Cece, are you sure you
reconnected that manifold?

- Don't you be blaming
this on my carb adjustment!

That thing was running
like a top this morning!

Try resetting the magneto switch!

(engine sputtering)

- There she is!
(engine rumbling)

We got it, Cece!

- [J.C.] And Arctic
Air's back in the race,

with both engines firing!

(upbeat Latin music)

(plane propellers strumming)

Okay, Dev, can you stop for a sec?

Dev?

Stop! You gotta, hey!

(furniture bangs)

Oh, I'm sorry.

- (panting) Do you have to
listen to music right now?

Oh, no, it's not music.

It's radio coverage of the race.

Mel and Bobby have
moved into second place!

All you care about is that stupid race.

What do you want me to do?

- (sighs) I shouldn't have
to tell you what to do.

(door slams)

(can clatters)

The point is to catch any metal

that might be in the oil.

The screen keeps moving.

I'm just trying to hold it still.

I know what you're trying to do.

You dropped out of fancy
engineering school?

This should be a breeze for you.

- Can we slow it down? It
feels like we're rushing.

(Cece laughs)

- Maybe you could relay that
message to your girlfriend.

She's the one who's running us ragged,

trying to get her search
and rescue thing going.

Come!

Dammit!

And to top it off, I got to
babysit her drifter boyfriend.

- I don't know what I've
done to piss you off,

but I'm not doing this for money.

I'm doing it so I can make
things work with Krista.

You didn't want her to hire me,

I didn't want her to hire me,

but I'm here.

So deal with it.

(metal rattling)

(propellers humming)

I can't get around Copper Wing.

Vic and Kyle keep cutting me off.

- Don't worry about it, we'll
pass them on the next leg.

- You don't win this race if
you're last into Norman Wells,

and I'm in this to win, whatever it takes.

If you're not, feel free
to find your own way back.

Twin Lakes is coming up on our right.

- We should be okay. They
won't try to pass us.

That's exactly what they're doing.

They can't. We're cued for landing.

Where did they go?

[Mel] Are they below us?

- Mel!
(engines rumbling)

(lively guitar music)

Whoa, hold on!

[Bobby] What the hell is wrong with you?

You could have got us all killed!

You're the one who cut us off.

And you call Mel a cheater?

Mel's the one who started this.

All bets are off.

What's that supposed to mean?

Glen! Don't waste your breath on him.

- Yeah.
- Come on, hurry up.

[Mel] What the hell took you so long?

I wanted to get ahead of this storm.

- Do you think Cece's
carb adjustment screwed up

the magneto switch?

It's electrical, nothing
to do with the carb. Why?

- I think someone in the
race is sabotaging planes.

(thunder rumbling)

We're not gonna make up any ground

if we can't find a hole in this storm.

What if we went around?

Avoid the headwinds, gained airspeed

It's a risk.

Whatever it takes to win, right?

(thunder crashes)

[J.C.] Copper Wing, Twin Lakes,

and Arctic Air are all on
the ground in Norman Wells.

[Cece] Oh, hey, Caitlin.

Oh, hey. You on shift today, too?

- Oh no, I'm helping her
study for her pilot's license.

I'll be done in a minute, kid.

You work here now?

Well, so far.

Hey. Oh.

Yeah, I kind of smell like a gas pump.

Let me get out of these coveralls.

So, how's it going?

Well, he's, uh,

gonna be a hell of a mechanic.

Yeah?

I'm glad you hired him.

Yeah, it'll be good to
have a second pair of hands

on the supply run tomorrow.

Tomorrow?

- In fact, I think I'm gonna
give him the weekend shifts

on a permanent basis.

You, uh, keeping up with the race news?

Mel and Bobby caught up
with the pack in the Wells.

Well, I still stink,

but, hopefully, I look a bit better.

(Krista chuckles)

Let's go.

(plane engine rumbling)

Fort Good Hope, straight ahead.

- See the others?
- Nothing.

Dammit, we shouldn't
have taken that detour.

Wait, I see one!

Where?

(laughs) Right behind us!

There's another! What did I tell you?

I knew it would work!

Yeah, yeah. Don't get cocky.

(Bobby laughing)

- Did you push Glen out of the
airplane so you'd go faster?

- We're not the ones that
need to make up ground

before Tulita.

Because you ran us off the airstrip.

That was an accident.

- "All bets are off,"
that's what Glen said.

Meaning what?

- Meaning I was wondering if
you tampered with our plane

back in YK.

(scoffs) That's a good strategy.

Accuse us to throw
suspicion off yourselves.

So we sabotaged our own plane?

- Who would suspect Mel after
his own plane had trouble

in front of the whole crowd?

He'd never do that.

Bobby, you're an honorable guy,

but you are throwing away your
reputation by backing Mel.

He's my friend.

I could be your friend.

What?

(water splashes)

(Bobby sighs)

(crowd cheering)
(planes rumbling)

(quiet twangy music)
♪ She said I'm not the type ♪

- ♪ to leave an impression ♪
- Finally! Hurry up, Willie!

What the hell took you so long?

- A couple of girls wanted
to take a photo with me.

Hey, Willie, you see Bobby out there?

No. Sorry.

♪ We pretended to smoke
the air on the street ♪

♪ I thought, here's an
addiction I could lobby for ♪

(lively folk music)

The Fugitives!

Broadcasting live from Bullocks.

I've got a race report
out of Fort Good Hope.

Team Arctic Air has
dropped back to last place.

- How can that be? They
were in first place!

I bet you the Jackowskis
had a hand in this.

Excuse me.

If he is so interested in the race,

he can spend his first night
alone in the new apartment.

You and you and me?

We will drink all night.

Ooh, wish we could,

but we have to get going.

What? No, no, no, no, no, no.

Why? Why? Why do you?

Ah, first night alone together.

I see you, lovebirds.

(low soulful music)

Empty!

Can I have a drink?

One more.

- I can't believe it. She
completely suckered me.

Put it behind you.

We're not out of this race yet.

- You know, I was thinking
about the last one you flew in.

Irene and my mom brought
Krista and me down, remember?

Surprised you and dad at
the airstrip in Tulita.

- Silas and I were lagging
behind in the first leg.

He decided I was dead weight,

so he left me behind, made
the next drop-off himself,

and came back and picked me up.

Came into Tulita in first place.

(chuckling) And I was so excited,

I ran onto the runway.

While we were landing!

Give me a break, I was only 10.

It was one of the best days of my life.

Not for Krista, though.

She didn't say why.

- Is this is your subtle
way of accusing me?

- I'm not accusing-

[Vic] This is Vic from Copper Wing.

Reporting emergency landing

about 30 miles northwest of Tulita.

Hey, Vic, it's Mel. You guys okay?

- Gauge just went wonky,
so we went down in a field.

We're not hurt, but the
wheel strut's busted.

We're out of the race.

(slow romantic music)

- Finally, I can relax with
the only other person in town

who doesn't give a damn about this race.

Didn't I tell you?

Dev and I talked.

I'm gonna be his co-pilot in the next one.

(Krista chuckling)

(Krista gasping)

Okay, wait, wait.

I have something to give you.

Give it to me tomorrow.

Close your eyes.

Keep them closed.

♪ I would stay golden ♪

Okay, open them.

I wanted you to have
something for the house

that was just yours.

Do you like it?

I love it.

- No regrets about Hanna
and the expedition?

None.

♪ Here I lie with you ♪

♪ Here I lie with you ♪

♪ Here I lie with you ♪

Any news on Copper Wing?

Yeah. You messed with their plane.

- We saw you admiring
it back in Yellowknife.

You little punk.

You know, it's one thing to spread rumors

about a race that happened 25 years ago,

but Vic and Kyle are friends of mine.

So was my dad.

But that didn't stop you, did it?

All right.

New bet.

Loser hands over the keys to their plane

and withdraws their bid

for the Bounty Mines transport contract.

Mel, what are you doing?

[Mel] Is it a bet or not?

(sighs) You're on.

What is wrong with you?

Gonna teach these pissants a lesson.

Betting a plane is one thing,

but that contract is worth millions.

This is none of your business.

Arctic Air is my business and Krista's.

Trust me, we'll beat 'em.

How can you be so sure about that?

What does that mean?

It means maybe they're right about you.

Maybe you did mess with
Copper Wing's plane.

- And this is J.C. Cameron
talking to you live

from the Tulita air strip.

Twin Lakes holds the lead

as we prepare for day two of
the Great Northern Mail Run!

(crowd cheering)
The pilots are gathering

at the flag drop,

and tensions are running high.

Nobody I've talked to is pointing fingers,

but let's just say,

the ghost of 25 years past has
come back to haunt this race.

Pretty exhausted, couldn't sleep?

- I can't find my co-pilot.

I've been looking for him
since 4:00 in the morning.

Willie? I saw him in town last night.

He went to town?

He was smashed when I ran into him.

Said he was looking for
female companionship.

Little son of a,

by the time I find him,

I'm gonna be out of the damn race!

- Sorry to hear it, Craig.
(Craig scoffs)

You know what, maybe we could
solve each other's problems.

Yeah, how's that?

- There's no way I'm getting
back into Mel's plane.

- If you need a co-pilot,
I'd be glad to fill in.

You're giving up on Mel?

The rules don't say anything

about swapping co-pilots mid-race,

and I want to get my name on that trophy.

What do you say?

I say deal.

Just put your stuff in my plane.

I'll be right there. I gotta take a leak.

All right.

[J.C.] I had the chance to talk

with Copper Wing pilot Vic
Meadows late last night.

He's disappointed to be out of the race

but had some encouraging
words for the other teams.

I wish we could play
you the taped interview,

but old Vic has a colorful vocabulary.

(sighs) Can't believe I'm here

at 7:00 A.M. on a Sunday.

What, missing church, are you?

If I was religious, I'd have a case.

Is a hangover a religion?

Oh I've worshiped in that temple.

Morning!

Hey, babe. What are you doing here?

I bumped Dev, figured I'd join you.

- Oh, on the seventh day, she
micromanaged her employees.

- You couldn't bump me? I'm bump-able.

(Krista chuckles)

I'm gonna go pull the chocks.

You have my number. Text me anytime.

1-800 you're bumped.

- I just figured if you were
working weekends, so am I.

[J.C.] Getting another update now

from Trent back in Tulita.

Apparently, one of the co-pilots,

Willie Figgs, missed the takeoff

after a night of heavy drinking.

Rule is 12 hours bottle to.

(radio clicks)

I was just checking.

You know, for updates.

How's the move going?

It proceeded without a hitch.

Great.

Well, perhaps one tiny hitch.

Yeah?

Astrid did not come home last night.

Oh.

- But I'm sure she had
a perfectly good reason.

- I'm sure.
- You haven't

by any chance seen her, have you?

- No.
- Not, perhaps, earlier?

- No.
- She hasn't called?

I don't know where Astrid is.

She hasn't called.

Assisting you with your
studies might give my life

some shred of meaning.

Okay.

- (chuckles) Looks like Bobby
finally came to his senses.

Your own partner? That's gotta sting.

It was mutual.

Besides, I don't need
him to beat you, do I?

Looks to me like the jury is in,

and the verdict's unanimous.

- [J.C.] I'm on the phone now
with Mickey in Hottah Lake.

Twin Lakes was first to land,

with Mel Ivarson a close second,

and now Jackowskis are first to take off.

But hold on, it looks like

Twin Lakes' plane is
having engine trouble.

Mickey says he's seeing smoke.

[Controller] This is Hottah Lake Tower.

We have a plane down with engine fire

off the end of the runway.

Repeat, we have a plane down.

If anyone is able to
divert, please call in.

(plane engines rumbling)

Okay.

You've got your two batteries
connected in sequence,

gives you 24 volts to your bus.

That's assuming someone didn't
borrow the damn batteries

for spare parts when you weren't looking

'cause you worked two shifts
in a row on a weekend!

If you're not getting any amps,

well, it could be a faulty generator,

or it could be that someone
pushed the old bird so hard

that the wings fell off,
just to make a buck.

I think that's about enough for one day.

I wouldn't want you to wear yourself out.

- If you hired me a
qualified airplane mechanic,

that wouldn't be a problem, now, would it?

You didn't know a thing about airplanes

when Mel stuck you into maintenance

just to give his best friend a job.

Well, at least I didn't have to sleep

with Mel to get the job, did I?

That's it, you know what?

I don't want to be in the
middle of this. I quit.

You are not the problem.

Oh, I'm the problem here?

Well, here's the solution to that! I quit!

And you needn't beg me
to come back either!

I don't need you! You're fired!

I'll put Tag in charge of maintenance!

(Cece stammers)

Cece, can you give us a minute?

(Krista yells)
(walls banging)

(Krista huffing)

Will you stop?

It's better than punching something.

- We need to talk.
- I don't want to talk.

I want to open that door

so that Cece can get sucked out of it!

[Cece] I heard that!

Will you please

- keep your voice down?
- What?

What is so important

that you need to say it to me right now?

I love you.

You do?

I do.

But this isn't working.

What? What do you mean?

What isn't working?

You love me. That works for me.

Krista, you just fired your mechanic.

After he quit.

- Yeah, because he was
being a complete ass.

And I'm the boss!

(Krista sighs)

I sound like my dad.

It's me.

It's this situation.

You're not acting like yourself.

Okay, wait.

I know I was out of line,

but that has nothing to do with you.

It does.

And I'm not gonna be the cause

of you ruining your
life in your home town.

You're wrong. You are so wrong.

It's gonna be fine.

I'm not gonna turn into my dad.

I'll get an exorcism.

I'll make it work.

I promise.

[Blake] Krista! Your dad's on the radio!

Krista.

- The Twin Lakes plane went
down with engine trouble.

I want you guys to divert and fix it.

I'm sorry, is this Mel Ivarson?

You want our mechanic to
fix your competitor's plane?

You heard me.

Cece is hours closer than
the Twin Lakes mechanic,

and I want to win this
race fair and square.

I'm flying the Jackowskis to Lac des Bois,

so we can both drop off our
packages at the last stop,

and I want their plane fixed
before we head back that way.

It's one klick straight off the end

at the Hottah Lake air strip.

Bobby's going for this?

- [Mel] Bobby's no longer
a factor. I'm flying solo.

What? Why?

Just get Cece over there.

Just because you're making a big show

of sportsmanship doesn't mean

that you didn't sabotage our plane.

In case you didn't notice,

while I was picking you up,
all the other planes passed us.

Now neither of us can win this race,

but I'm giving you a working airplane

so at least you can watch my rear end

when I cross the finish line ahead of you.

So. What are we gonna do?

The Jackowskis can go to hell.

- We're not gonna leave anybody
stranded when we can help.

Set a course to Hottah Lake.

Well, I'll do it for Mel.

For my friend, Mel.

[J.C.] I've got a report here

from Mei Ling Riley in Lac des Bois,

the final stop before Yellowknife.

This is weird.

She says that Mel Ivarson has landed

with Connie and Glen Jackowski on board.

Soon, the entire world will be living

in peace and harmony,

yet my own household will
be marred by conflict,

possibly with tape dividing
the two sides of the bedroom,

meaning lucky is something

only other people will be getting.

TMI, Dev.

I'll be damned.

There's no friggin' oil leak.

- Looks like somebody just
poured oil all over the manifold.

So someone is sabotaging the planes.

- What?
- You haven't been listening

on the radio?

- The Jackowskis deserve
whatever they get,

but I can think of a thousand

better ways to cheat than this.

Who else has been sabotaged?

Mel had that engine trouble.

That was not my carb adjustment.

Then the Copper Wing plane had some sort

of mechanical problem,

but they still don't know what that is.

(propellers droning)

Sounds like Mel.

There he is.

What did you do?

Bobby wouldn't play
dirty, so you ditched him?

Bobby bailed on me in Tulita.

Called me a cheater in front of everyone.

Cece, is it fixed?

There's nothing wrong with it.

Not that I wasn't tempted
to wreck it myself.

Bobby would not just bail on you.

- I owe you one.
- You're damn right you do,

especially considering I don't
even work for you anymore.

Pardon?

(engine rumbling)

What the hell are they doing?

Stealing your plane.

Hey!

Hey!
(exciting guitar music)

No way are you doing that!

Connie, this is Mel!

Come in, dammit!

Did you really think

we'd trust your mechanic to fix our plane?

I helped you!

Maybe we can't win the race, Mel,

but we can still beat you,

and that means we win your plane

and the Bounty Mines contract.

- Hey, whoa, whoa, wait,
what is she saying?

Those ingrates.

After we stopped to help them.

Bounty Mines contract?

- I had the better plane
until 30 seconds ago.

This is absolutely,

you do not make the decisions
for Arctic Air anymore!

What do you want me to do about it?

I want you to get in that plane

and beat them to the damn finish line.

- Well, I'm gonna need a co-pilot

so we can win this thing.

Fine!

Button her up, Cece.

All right.

Do not give up on me.

Good luck.

- After years of being a runner-up,

it looks like Craig Hewson
will finally take home

the Mail Run trophy.

But, what?

I, I don't believe this.

Hewson is riding with Bobby Martin?

Bobby Martin changed teams mid-race?

Is this right?

(plates clattering)

(crowd cheering)

It's official!

Hewson and Martin are on the ground

and heading toward the winner's circle!

Congratulations, Craig.

A long time coming.

Too long.

You know, with Mel back in the race,

I didn't think I'd win,

but, hey, it all worked out.

It sure did.

Congratulations.

What were you thinking?

You ditched Mel in the middle of the race?

The race is not over yet.

- Loyalty. That's what
Arctic Air used to be about.

Without loyalty, we're just a bunch

of weasels taking bites out of each other.

- Dev, I need to talk
to you about last night.

- Astrid, if you feel I am
insufficiently committed

to our relationship, then we
have a very serious problem,

and need to seek better solutions

than sleeping at the houses
of unknown strangers,

possibly male.

Dev, I came home last night.

And I stayed up all night.

And I watched you sleep.

- You did?
(soft dramatic music)

It's not you I'm worried about, Dev.

We're getting our own place.

Alone.

I'm kind of scared.

- I checked the apartment
thoroughly for vermin.

I'm not afraid of mice,

you idiot.

(sighs) I'm afraid I'm not good enough.

Good enough for what?

You know I would propose
to you this instant

if I was not reasonably sure

it would cause you to flee
the Western hemisphere.

(Astrid laughs)

We'd better take it slow.

(engine droning)

We should go lean mixture.

Can't let the cylinders overheat.

Full rich until we need more power.

Fine.

- Pouting won't get your
mining contract back.

Get your head in the game.

- I still can't believe
you bet that contract.

That's why Bobby bailed on you, isn't it?

- If you want to know
what's going on with Bobby,

just ask me.

And you'll tell me the truth?

- I've always told the truth.
- Always?

Except about why your mother left.

And I lied about the northern
lights being electric eels

in the sky, but you were six.

Okay, then tell me the truth.

Are you the one sabotaging
the planes in this race?

- Is it so hard for you to
have a little faith in me?

I guess that's my answer.

- And when did you start to
feel confident you could win?

Oh, I always feel confident, J.C.

I mean, it's not just
about the planes, you know.

It's about the pilots, too, huh?

But it didn't hurt

that the other planes were
dropping out of the sky.

Yeah, that was unfortunate.

So, you think there was sabotage?

Well, let's just say I was glad

that Mel's plane had a problem

while it was still on the ground.

Vic and Kyle, they could've
died when their plane went down.

It was an electrical problem.

They still could've died.

Just some instruments malfunctioned.

I mean, it wasn't like
there was something wrong

with their engines.

Really? Where'd you hear that?

Uh, I guess I heard it at Hottah Lake.

- The Copper Wing mechanics
didn't get to the plane

till this afternoon.

- And you didn't hear
it when I was with you.

So how do you know that?

I guess I just, I assumed.

- Or you did it.
(crowd gasps)

Bobby, come on, man.

Got tired of being a loser

and decided it was your turn to win?

- No! Did you ever think
maybe it was Willie?

- That's funny 'cause Willie
said maybe it was you.

To hell with you, Martin.

- I don't believe this.
(crowd booing)

If Craig Hewson has been
sabotaging the other planes,

this race may not be over.

(crowd cheering)

(lively Latin music)

(lively Latin music)
(engines droning)

I must confess, I suspected Twin Lakes.

Me too, but Craig was the only pilot

that I'd seen near all three
of the sabotaged planes.

- Well, I'm glad to hear
you're not a weasel.

(Bobby chuckles)

We've got a report here

from the tower at Yellowknife.

The Jackowskis and the
Ivarsons are both on approach,

and they appear to have switched planes!

- Look, I know you're under
a lot of pressure right now.

Just answer the question.

Are you sabotaging the planes?

- You really think I'm the
same person I was 25 years ago?

How do I know you're not?

- Because I cheated then,
and I'm not cheating now!

Your mother told you, didn't she?

At the end.

In the hospice.

- Damn death-bed confessions.

That's another way I know
I'm not the same guy.

I sure as hell wouldn't marry her again.

She knew you loved her.

That's why she stayed as long as she did.

- I think that's what
you're really worried about.

I think you're worried
that you're the same person

as I was 25 years ago.

Meaning what?

Tag doesn't remind you of anybody?

- [Krista] Don't try
and make this about Tag.

You're the one who's
got a mess to clean up.

Okay.

[Krista] What are you doing?

- The only way I can make
amends is by losing this race.

Oh, no, to hell with that.

I am not gonna let the
Jackowskis get that contract

by stealing our plane.

The damn carb adjustment!

If Connie kicks that in, we're screwed.

Why did you and Cece have to
make such a big deal about it

in front of the other pilots?

- It's almost like we were
daring someone to steal my plane.

(Krista laughing)

(propellers thrumming)

- We're gonna beat that old
goat with his own modification.

(laughing) Life is sweet.

(engine sputtering)

No, no, no, something's wrong.

It's cutting power. We're
losing our airspeed.

Turn it off. Just turn it off!

(engines rumbling)

(lively Latin music)

(crowd cheering)

We have very good news to report.

Bobby cleverly cleared your name,

at least as far as present events go.

Hewson was disqualified. You guys won.

What? (laughing)

- Hey, you're still an ass
for betting the contract,

but I'm glad you won.

We won.

Told you it would work.

Bobby figured it all out in Tulita.

I can't believe you got Willie loaded.

It was his idea.

Mostly.

- Sly, just like your old man.
(Krista laughing)

- It looks like you got
a better co-pilot anyway.

That I do.

Ivarson.

Your carb adjustment was a fake.

Good enough to fool you.

I guess it doesn't qualify as cheating.

Is that an apology?

(chuckles) Don't push it.

You already have our plane.

And the contract. A bet's a bet.

Keep the plane, we'll call it even.

Ladies and gentlemen,

let's get team Arctic Air
over to the winners' circle

for the presentation
of the Mail Run trophy!

(crowd cheering)

- Ivarson and Martin, go get
your names on that trophy.

- Hey.
- Yo.

So you quit, huh?

Sorry about Krista.

She can be a bit of a hot-head.

Well, no idea where she gets that from.

[Tag] Congratulations.

It's okay, you don't have to pretend.

I know this is all
small town stuff to you.

You know, for a while,

you were on the outside
with me, looking in,

because of your time away from here,

but now,

it's different.

Yeah, well,

it was hard at first, coming back.

But this is my home.

(low solemn music)

I know.

I want you to be a part of my life here.

But I'm not gonna make the same mistake

my dad made with my mom.

She was a free spirit, like you,

and he loved her.

Like I love you.

But when things started to go wrong,

he did everything he
could to try and keep her

in Yellowknife, when

he should've let her go.

And that's why I want
you to go to Antarctica.

- Krista, I've been thinking,
I can get a different job.

No.

No, it's not working.

You were right.

(groans) I'm hoping if you go away,

you'll realize that you're wrong, too.

(sighs) That you love this place.

And maybe you'll find out

that you can't live without me.

(soft solemn music)

♪ And say goodbye ♪

(upbeat twangy music)