Original subtitles

Hey, Pete!

Am I using the right shade of foundation?

Or do you think I should go for something

a bit more rosy?

Tell you what, you're gonna be black and blue,

you don't give that magazine back to Monica.

Hey, there's a quiz.

How to please your lover.

Rate your sensual IQ.

I love quizzes.

[Laughs]

Hey, how's Jeannie feel about you still jumpin'?

I told her I'm out selling lawn furniture door-to-door.

So how are you coming on that quiz, Romeo?

Just totaling my score.

46--48 points!

Which means...

Oh, that's just stupid!

"If you got less than 50 points,

it's time to give mommy her magazine back."

Check your gear, folks. This is where we get off.

We already over l-5?

Uh, we're not going to l-5.

Andy just called in.

They got some campers trapped north of there.

We're gonna go down and make a perimeter.

Let's saddle up! We'll meet on the road!

Let's go!

Race you down, chief!

Whoo! hoo hoo! Hoo hoo!

Pete, cowboy, cut us a break!

Monica, get those people away from their cars.

Your cars are filled with gasoline.

They will explode.

Move away from your vehicles and into the ditch...Now!

Gonna crown.

Uh-huh.

My little girl's in the house!

Please don't let her die! Please!

My little girl's in the house!

Hold on! Hold on, ma'am!

Ok, ma'am, where's the house?

Right there!

We'll do what we can. Monica!

Monica!

Forget it. We're on the wrong side of the wall.

That little girl doesn't know that.

You don't think I'd get her if I thought I could?

I know that, chief.

Tina!

There's no hole in that fire wall, partner.

We can't get through.

Tina!

Monica: she's going to be fine. Come on.

It's all right. It's all right.

We have to get into the ditch.

Tina!

Now! get down! Get down!

Tina!

Oh, my baby!

Oh, no!

[Chain saw buzzing]

Monica, call in big Dipper!

Jesse!

Fly camp, this is smokejump 2.

We need big Dipper over our position pronto.

We are toast.

He's gonna kill me.

Oh, shit!

That tree's coming down!

Jesse, cover the back. I'll check upstairs. Quick!

Tina! come on out, sweetheart!

Tina!

Your mama sent us here!

Tina, where are you, girl?

It's ok, sweetheart.

Mama sent me to get you.

Tina, honey! [Coughs]

She's not in here!

Clear up top!

Jesse: where are you, baby?

Tina!

Shit! that tree's gonna hit any second!

We got to get out!

She's not in here!

[Hissing]

Hit the deck!

[Hissing]

Propane!

[Crying]

Get her out of here!

It's too late, chief!

The wall's closed! We're trapped!

Shake and bake!

Ok.

Hey, Monica.

Monica.

It's gettin' kind of tropical here.

Yeah, I know. He just hasn't called yet.

[Coughing]

Jesse: dear god, help us.

It's gonna be ok, baby.

We'll get you to mommy.

This water will make you cool, sweetheart.

Peewee!

It's ok, baby.

Peewee's going to be fine.

Tina: mommy! peewee!

Mommy!

[Coughing]

Smokejump 2, this is big Dipper.

What's your location? Over.

Monica: we're on the forest service road.

Big Dipper, I'm gonna need a double hit.

I need one on my location,

and I need one about a quarter mile to the north.

It's a house.

Smokejump 2, i can't hit both places.

Only half a load left. Over.

House or road, smokejump 2? Which is it? Over.

What's it gonna be, smokejump 2?

The road or the house? Over.

Hit the road! Hit the road!

[Whimpers]

Ok, you've just jumped out of a perfectly good airplane

and landed in the top of a tree.

Which is why we wear

these otherwise idiotic-looking suits.

The fire's about 5 miles away.

You've got a little time, so let's review.

You got a 10,000-acre fire,

and it's breathing right down your throat.

Sherman!

You all right up there?

Uh...yeah!

Am I gonna have to come up there

and get you?

No, sir!

You got to get down now!

Go! go! Go!

Jesse: remember, every second counts here.

Trust me. You don't want to get caught

in the path of a firestorm.

Ok, it's gettin' hot now, real hot.

At 300 degrees, trees explode from their own boiling sap.

At 500 degrees, rocks explode.

So let's go!

Faster! faster! Faster!

Aah!

[Sighs]

Not quite that fast, son.

Who rigged the safety lines?

I did.

You think maybe you ought to shorten them a little next time?

Yeah.

All right. Get your gear together.

Head over to the plane.

Sherman.

You know, I'm not sure whether you're trying to kill yourself

or you're trying to kill me,

but dropping that polasky on me will cost you points.

Yeah. I know. It just slipped.

You'll see some smokejumpers spend an hour each day

polishing and sharpening their polaskies.

They'll give them names, they'll carve designs in them.

Hell, I've known some guys

that have slept with these things under their pillows.

Granted, they were lonely and disturbed men.

Bottom line-- never, ever, ever...

Drop your polasky out of a tree.

Got it.

No, sherm, you don't got it,

and you're gonna need a lot more work

before you do get it.

Now, tomorrow morning,

I want you to report to county crew chief.

You're gonna have to pound some more ground

before you fly the sky.

But--

sorry, son.

That's it.

You're gonna have to pound more ground

before you fly the sky?

Not bad, huh?

How we doing?

Pretty damn good.

Yup.

Jeez, those times are a hell of a lot faster

than I ever got down when I was in training.

Of course you had

an exceptionally useless jackass for an instructor.

Monica: hey, wynt!

How's the new chief working out?

You got to reconsider this retiring bullshit.

New guy is an idiot, wynt.

Total weasel.

Oh, yeah?

I got to clean up some stuff.

Hey, Pete, how's Jeannie doing?

She just keeps saying

she wants that little alien out of her.

You got a name yet?

Wynt, if it's a boy.

You don't have to kiss his ass anymore, Pete.

Cowboy, if it's a girl.

Well, at least she'll be pretty.

Monica: you should go talk to him, Jess.

Instructor: once you jump, what do you look for?

Giddyup.

Look, everybody wants me to ask you one more time.

Are you sure you want to do this?

We've been over that.

I can't jump anymore.

Aw.

You can still jump.

Ok, I could jump.

I just can't land.

It's over, Jesse. I don't mind.

I just can't help feeling bad

about this whole thing.

Why should you feel bad?

If I hadn't gone in after that little girl,

you'd still be jumping.

If you hadn't gone after that little girl,

she'd be dead.

Well, what the hell are you gonna do?

You gonna retire retire?

Yeah, right. On the pension we make?

If I wanted to live in a refrigerator box.

I'll get some kind of job by the end of the summer.

First, I'm going to the Baja, do some fishin'.

Speaking of which,

I was wasting my time up in the choku yesterday,

where it runs through d-4?

Yeah. they sold that tract to developers.

Yeah. I don't know if it's the winds or what,

but it's dry as hell out there.

Moisture level's got to be below 7%.

I'd keep a close eye on it if I were you.

Come on, there's something i want to show you.

Oh, and I heard about the surprise party

at o'Neil's tonight.

What surprise party at o'Neil's tonight?

I told you, I don't want anything, Jesse.

I don't know what you're talking about.

[Sighs]

Who told you?

Must have fallen down behind the file cabinet years ago.

Found it while i was cleaning up.

Your old man had just been made chief.

Looks funny with hair, don't he?

You think about him?

Yeah, I think about him.

I think about him every time I jump,

every time I brush my teeth,

every time i start my car.

You know, Jess,

I probably wouldn't retire

if I didn't know the unit would be in such good hands.

Thanks, chief.

You're welcome, chief.

It's yours.

[Airplane engines start]

You better get going.

Jesse: you guys good to go?

You betcha.

What a great day to fly, huh?

Boy, I'll tell ya,

god gave us a good one here.

You couldn't ask for a better day

to jump out of a perfectly good airplane.

Ho! I'm pumped up.

You pumped up?

Let's go.

Let's load 'em up.

Radio: Johnson sets and delivers the pitch to wohlers.

Strike one!

Man: you want to give the money back?

You think that's gonna square it?

You don't know the kind of people we're dealing with here.

You do not back out on people like this.

Look, just do the job and keep the money.

Have a few coronas and forget about it.

A few bunnys'll get hurt,

and I'm sad about that, but I'll get over it, ok?

Ok.

[Beep]

Ok, so I got it arranged with the 4 I told you--

loomis, karge, Wilkins, and packer.

Plus me. That makes 5. All right?

Excellent.

Who has the map?

Uh, Wilkins. Wilkins got the map.

You've done an exemplary job, Mr. Davis.

Yeah, well, there's a lot i can't do, you know?

Like we don't know

if there's gonna be another fire this year.

Well, nature will take care of that.

How do you think you're gonna get on the crew?

These people aren't stupid, you know.

Maybe they're saving the taxpayers' money

by letting these convict crews

fight the forest fires,

but they are well aware of the risk.

That's why they only let the short-timers on,

not guys they think are gonna rabbit.

Don't worry your little rockabilly head about it.

I'll get on the crew.

Yeah, right.

I guess nature's gonna provide for that, too, huh?

[Buzz]

No.

[Door closes]

That I will take care of myself.

Guard: Davis.

Keep moving.

Shaye.

You got a visitor.

I spoke to the federal prosecutor

and the state Attorney General.

If the money is returned--

a large amount of which

will go to aid the families of the victims--

they'll transfer you out of here.

Now, it won't be to some country club,

but at least you won't be spending

the rest of your life in the hole.

Yeah, right.

Like a guy's gonna steal $37 million

just so he can turn it back in again?

Well?

As much as I would like to get out of this den of pigs,

I've told you before, i can't help you.

There's no money.

I'm innocent.

Well...

If that's the case, there's nothing I can do.

Here. might as well sign this.

Let them know i made the offer.

[Writing]

David bowie: * see these eyes so green *

* I can stare for a thousand years *

* colder than the moon *

* it's been so long *

* feel my blood enraged *

* it's just the fear *

* of losing you *

* don't you know my name? *

* well, you've been so long *

* and I've been putting out fire *

* with gasoline! *

* see these eyes so red *

* red like jungle burning bright *

* those who feel me near *

* pull the blinds and change their minds *

Andy: smokejump one to base camp. Come in.

Monica: go ahead, smokejump one.

Monica, it looks like we have about 10 hot acres

in d-4, that's delta 4. Over.

I'll be damned. D-4.

How's the wind?

Nothing much.

Tell him to come on back.

Jesse says return to base, Andy.

Copy, base camp.

Well, come on, let's go!

Hold your horses, cowboy.

There's lots of roads running in and out of there.

Doesn't sound like it's moving that fast.

We'll call up county.

Have them send in a couple of their crews.

D-4.

That old sumbitch.

Uhh!

Surprise.

I told you I'd take care of it myself.

I hope there's somebody hollering for me, huh?

Belcher.

Benson.

Bevins.

Davis.

Dwyer.

Roger. county crew.

17 inmates loading,

and we'll arrive at quadrant d-4,

that is d-4, ten hundred hours.

Karge.

Loomis.

MacKenzie.

Nelson.

Phillips.

Vaughan.

Packer.

Reynolds.

Robinson.

Rogers.

Williams.

Man: stay in your seat. Sit down.

Wheeler.

Young.

Man: get down for a ride.

Move.

What?

Tell me what Davis says.

You're obviously Mr. karge.

And Mr. packer.

Mr. Wilkins?

No. I'm Wilkins.

Well, then you must be Mr. loomis.

Karge: we all know who you are-- shaye.

Mr. Davis is in the infirmary.

Well, then you're just about to join him there, pal.

Well, for your own financial good,

I wouldn't be too impetuous, gentlemen.

It's all part of the plan.

Mr. Davis is faking an illness.

We'll be long gone before they discover

that there are 2 davises.

He just volunteered to stay behind

out of the goodness of his heart?

No. he volunteered to stay behind

because of his desire for a substantial bonus.

He will be receiving $7 million,

instead of the 5 million each of you are getting.

Hold on. What 5 million?

Man: just keep your mouth shut, ok?

Second man: What? What's your problem?

Davis said we each get 4.

Prisoner: I want you out of my seat.

Guard: break it up, you two.

I don't understand the discrepancy.

I told him 5.

Well, he fuckin' said 4.

Having a nice meeting, boys?

I said $20 million to be split 4 ways.

Now, that's 5 million apiece.

Davis said to put it

in a foreign account under his name

and he would arrange payments for everyone.

That son of a bitch. He thinks we're stupid.

I don't see how he could.

Soon as we get clear, we'll get word inside.

When Davis gets out of that infirmary,

he's going into the morgue.

Hey, just out of curiosity,

what was he faking?

I believe he said something about a pain in the neck.

[Chirp]

[Chirping]

[Chirping]

[Chirping]

[Chirping]

[Chirping]

Damn.

[Rustling]

[Faint crackling]

Hey, sherman, we got company.

Hoods in the woods!

I wouldn't do that if I was you.

Why? it'll be funny.

Hilarious.

Shh!

Where were we?

That's right. I was in the middle

of kicking your narrow ass.

That's right.

Jeez, is that smoke up there?

I don't see anything, Jess.

It's probably just steam from the factory.

You ready?

All right. Fire away!

Ha ha ha!

What were you expecting, this?

Aah!

Ha ha ha!

Shit.

Monica: you were right, cowboy. That was funny.

Chris, i need a hand here.

Get to work and stop this shit.

My back--

these other guys are working their butts off.

Hey, Childs!

What do you want?

You figure we should be so damn close to the fire?

You should be right where you are.

Childs, you don't know shit about fires!

I think you should call and make sure

we got a hope in hell of getting out of here alive.

I think you should shut up and get back to work.

Right-o, chief!

A little crick in the neck...

Hey! the fire's jumped!

Don't let him get to the radio!

Hold it! Everybody down! Nobody move!

Everybody down! Hands on your heads!

Stay where you are!

That means you, tough guy!

Ah.

Good job.

You got the map?

Yeah--yeah, I got it.

Thanks.

Aw, shit.

What the hell happened here?

I nailed the son of a bitch,

but he got off a shot and killed Mr. Wilkins.

Good kid.

We split his share, right?

Yeah, of course.

Round them all up.

[Chuckles]

Jesse, the fire in d-4 has jumped the break

and is headed south into the park.

Ok, call in wynt. Tell him he's not going fishing.

And call that county crew on 24.

I want them all out of there.

Where are you going?

To get my hair done.

Not so fast, Andy.

You heard him. Call wynt.

Karge! karge!

Come on, man, take me with you!

Shaye's done the killing!

Why can't we just walk out of here?

He doesn't want any partners, ok?

[Shouting]

According to this, we just take the surface road

right to the trading post.

What the hell am i telling you for?

You know how to read the map. You were a pilot, right?

Yeah, I know how. Not that I used them much.

Maps don't mean shit flying at night under radar.

Hey, is that tattoo still there?

No, it's not.

You get your training in the air force?

Yeah, then 2 years in the brig.

After that, well...

It makes me confident that i got a military guy along.

[Shouting]

[Shotgun blast]

Monica: smokejump base camp to county crew,

come in, please.

Smokejump base camp to county crew.

County crew, come in.

[Sighs]

Think we should get someone out there?

Mm-hmm.

Get me the sheriff.

Shaye: smokejump base camp, this is county crew.

County crew, this is smokejump base camp.

You guys gotta get out. Wind's gusting to 30.

Tell me about it. It's hotter than hell here.

We got everybody on the bus. Soon as I sign off, we're gone.

That is just what i wanted to hear.

Call when you get clear. Base out.

Over and out.

Have a lovely life, gentlemen.

Hey, sherm, still got your polasky?

We're gonna die here!

That is so nasty.

Yeah.

[Men shouting and begging]

Hey! what the hell are you doing?

From now on, we're Canadian firefighters.

Last time I checked, they didn't carry guns.

Lose 'em.

Packer: we're gonna be sitting ducks out there!

Aw, shit.

Smokejump one to base camp.

Smokejump one, this is base camp.

Monica, you get that county crew on 24 out?

They were leaving as I called.

Good. we're gonna head over to l-11

and see if we can't slow this son of a bitch down.

When wynt gets in, tell him that new blob on his infrared

is a backfire.

Jesse-- out.

Don't we have to get authorization for that?

Right, chief.

L-11, here we come.

Shaye: wrestler, huh?

I loved wrestling when I was a kid.

Big guy like you must have been a real badass.

What did they call you?

"The mad monk." Shaved my head, wore a hood.

Then I was Attila the hun for a while,

but the wig kept sliding over my eyes

so the other wrestlers beat the shit out of me.

Packer: I hate to break up this get-to-know-you session,

but where the hell are we?

Did you ever fight Bobby reynaldo?

Loomis, could you shut up for a second?

Look at the map, tell us where we are

and how much further to the trading post.

We're here.

Which means, my ever impatient friend,

that the road we're looking for is beyond that Ridge.

We're almost out of here, boys.

You ever kill a man, Mr. karge?

It really is quite exhilarating, you know.

Wynt: Jesse's backfire show up on the infrared?

Monica: just coming through now.

Wind speed?

Um, base camp is at 20, gusting up to 40.

40?

That should do it.

Let's go check out the east flank.

Did we get a call from those county groundpounders

telling us they're clear?

Call 'em.

Monica: smokejump base camp calling county crew.

County crew, come in, please.

Smokejump base camp, calling county crew.

Help us! Help us!

Shut up! Shut up!

They can't hear you! Now shut the fuck up!

Smokejump base camp calling county crew.

County crew come in, please.

I've got a pen!

Somebody try and pick that damn lock down there!

Come on. Come on.

Pass it down there.

Give it to me!

Come on, belcher!

[Radio crackles]

Monica: smokejump base camp calling county crew.

County crew, come in, please.

Yeah! easy!

Come on!

Hurry up!

Come on, belcher!

Come on, buddy! Do it!

Come on. Stick it in there.

Come on! Come on!

Come on!

Aw, come on, man.

Stick it in there!

Come on, belcher.

Come on, buddy.

You idiot!

I told you I should have done it!

They're not responding, wynt.

Cowboy: should we call the sheriff?

We're closer. I'll go.

Want us to go with you?

No. you guys wait here.

County might need you at any minute.

Monica, keep trying.

And let me know if Jesse gets back!

Packer: what the fuck?!

I thought you knew where we were going!

I do.

Did we go in a circle?

No. that's another fire.

If we go along this ridgeline, we can probably outflank it.

Come on. We got time.

Hey!

Wait!

I'm so happy to see you.

[Canadian accent] There's a big fire coming this way.

What the heck you doing out here?

I study birds. I was working up on middle Ridge.

We've got to get going now.

We'd all like to get our butts back to alberta

in once piece if possible, eh?

Alberta?

We're down from Canada, helping out.

Can you take me out of here?

Right-o, but no bike, eh?

Captain, could we, like, ask you something, eh?

Hurry up and get your gear.

Nice accent.

I thought you were going to throw something in

about gretzky and the French.

Do yourselves a favor.

Keep your mouths shut and let me do the talking.

What are you bringing her for?

Are you kidding?

A female hostage. That's insurance.

Piece of the fucking rock.

I'm not gonna take anything else.

All right.

Ok, I'm ready.

Hey, lady. No worries.

[Coughing]

I can't breathe!

I can't breathe!

You're gonna let all the smoke in.

I'd rather die from smoke

than roast like meat in a can!

Aah!

Jesse, groundpounders.

What the hell are they doing down there?

They're walking right into the backfire.

I'll call Monica. She can send in the plane.

Too late. Take me down.

And land where?

Then take me up.

Come on, Jesse! Not again!

You are not jumping out of this helicopter!

You're right. I'm not jumping.

It's more like falling.

Aw, shit!

So...you're into birds, too.

Yeah.

That's great, 'cause I love them.

I really love birds.

I had one of the little green guys--parakeets--

when I was a kid.

Go up and take the point.

All right.

You doing all right?

Yeah.

Good.

Shaye.

Unh!

Shit!

[Grunting]

Aah!

Hey! you all right down there, chief?

Will be when we get out of here.

What the hell are you guys doing here anyway?

You were headed into a backfire.

Lucky for us you were out here, eh?

Luck had nothing to do with it.

I set the backfire.

You set it?

We set them to draw oxygen away from the main fires.

I'm afraid this one's running hard on us.

We're gonna need to get moving now. Let's go.

[Coughing]

[Banging]

Hey! hey!hey!

For god's sake, man, get us out of here!

Where are the keys?

They're out there.

Anybody here know how to hot-wire a bus?

Yo!right here! Here!

We were headed for a place called the trading post.

Our crew chief said he'd meet us there.

Good, 'cause that's where we're going.

What the hell were you doing over at d-4?

There's not supposed to be anyone near that zone.

We were doing a sweep for campers over in d-3.

I guess we must have drifted into d-4.

Anyway, she's the only one that we found.

Why were you on the ridgeline?

Guess it seems kind of stupid right now,

but I thought it was the fastest way out.

Fire runs uphill. You know that.

We had no idea where we were

until we were in the thick of it.

And you know us loan-out fire bums,

kind of green when it comes to the terrain, you know.

Sure am glad you dropped down, though.

[Siren]

[Helicopter]

[Coughing]

Hey, wynt. Does the name

Randall Alexander shaye ring a bell?

Yeah. wasn't there some kind of robbery?

Dawson pass train robbery 4 years ago.

He and 5 guys

hit a federal depository transfer train

when it was going through a tunnel in Colorado.

Right. he buried everyone alive.

Guards, train crew, his own men.

17 dead.

He got caught, but not before he hid the money.

I think we can safely say this fire was no accident.

Sheriff, the firefighters say shaye and his men

took their shirts and helmets.

Tell the roadblocks to hold any fire crews.

What's wrong? Take in a little smoke today?

Yeah. maybe a little.

[Eagle cries]

Damn, that's one hell of a climb.

Nice going.

Our chief ought to be here any minute now.

I'm gonna get some water.

Can I get anybody anything?

I thought it was closed.

Got a key.

Hey, when we get out of here,

I'm gonna buy you a nice big Canadian beer, eh?

Mr. karge...

Do you think that you could take the fireman?

Yes.

Good. kill him.

What?

If you make another sound, i will break both of your arms.

Goddamn it, shaye, you don't have to do shit like that!

No, I do. I really fucking do.

Mr. loomis, there's a suburban

parked right on the other side of those trees.

You gentlemen kindly take our guest and wait for me there.

I'm going to give Mr. karge a hand.

In case you haven't noticed,

we're not firemen.

[Change clinking]

[Rings]

Come on, Monica. Pick up. Come on.

You gotta be there.

Yaah!

It's gonna be ok, you know?

'Cause I ain't gonna let him hurt you no more.

You're just our insurance, that's all.

I was thinking, when we get out of this,

if you and I could just spend a little time together...

Well...

You'd see that I'm a good guy.

I took this cooking class when I was inside and...

Well, I ain't no great chef or nothin',

but I figure I could get a good job.

[Whistling]

[Jesse and karge fighting]

Now the final round.

Still undefeated.

The man you love to hate...

The executioner.

Yaah!

Still undefeated.

Hey!

What's going on?

What are you doing?

What am I doing? Open the door!

I'm killing you, you stupid moron.

Come on!

It's nothing personal, all right?

It's strictly a matter of mathematics.

It is my money.

Open the door!

I will do this for you.

Open it!

[Gunshots]

Try not to think about it, you know?

Think about a happy time when you were a kid.

Get out!

I think you might need this.

Let's go.

Packer: wait a minute. What happened to karge?

The fireman put an ax in his chest,

but don't worry, he's burning in hell for it.

Come on. Let's go.

Shit! we can't jump in that!

Yeah, I know. It's up to Jesse,

but I say until these winds die down

we go help the ground crews in d-5.

Hey! where is Jesse?

He jumped! He what?!

We saw some groundpounders running through the woods

between the main fire and Jesse's backfire.

They weren't firefighters. It was a prison break.

How could you let him do that?

That man saved your life.

My dear, if you're looking for an ally in Mr. packer,

I must caution you.

The man has raped numerous women,

amongst other barnyard creatures, I'm quite sure.

I guess that makes you a goddamn liar.

I ain't ever raped no one.

Why live in denial, Mr. packer?

Be who you are. Let it all hang out.

And in your case,

that's what's known as a sexual predator.

Dr. auschlander said I was all right.

He just said it was a chemical imbalance.

"Chemical imbalance."

I believe I know what chemical is imbalanced.

[Loomis laughs]

Funny guy.

Just kidding, Mr. packer. Don't be so sensitive.

He's a pervy, ladybird.

[Laughing]

Packer: fuck you.

[Laughing]

Before you got here, the phone rang a few times.

When I got to it, the voice cut out.

What are you saying?

It could have been Jesse trying to phone in.

On one of the pay phones

conveniently scattered throughout the forest?

There's a phone at the trading post, buttmunch.

Not anymore, there isn't.

Isn't that the trading post?

That's not part of the big fire.

No, it's not.

I'll get the sheriff to take a look.

You help the groundpounders put out the damn fire.

Come on, cowboy.

Packer: so, how are we going to get out of here?

Why don't you let me worry about that, huh?

You can bet they found that bus by now.

I'm sure they have.

Then you know there's gonna be roadblocks everywhere.

Why don't you just keep charming your girlfriend

and leave the thinking to those that are better suited for it?

We're not going by road, Einstein.

We're flying?

Too risky.

If they couldn't fly, neither could we.

So then what?

They'll be watching the roads,

but I doubt that they'll be watching the rivers.

We're just gonna float out.

Whoa!

Jee-sus!

What's the chance of that happening?

Unh!

Virtually none.

Unh!

Get in the truck!

Aah!

Go!

Let's go.

Nice work.

We won't be seeing them again.

Get me close enough that I can kill them!

Why we got to kill them? They're just running away.

Where do you think they plan on running, to burger king?

You said everybody knows we're on the run by now.

But they don't know how we plan to escape. She does!

Switch places with me!

What?! do it now!

Come on! Closer!

What the hell's she doing?

Come on!

[Buzzing]

Aah!

Watch out!

I'll kill you!

What are you doing, idiot!

Drive! drive!

[Stalls]

We got him now.

I want this son of a bitch.

Damn! it's closed in on us.

There's only one way out of here now!

Turn!

Go! go! Turn!

Take over!

[Locks harness]

I got it.

Aah!

Aah!

Aah! look out!

[Screaming]

Just hang on!

[Screaming]

Hang on!

No kidding! Aah!

Hang on! I gotta steer this thing!

[Gasping]

Hang on!

Aah!

[Coughing]

Shit. I hate water.

Aah! oh!

[Grunts]

[Groaning]

Ok.

[Choking]

Don't worry here...

I'm just drowning!

Save your bullets, gentlemen.

You can't hit them from here.

Well, goddamn it! Now we're good and fucked!

Don't be such a pessimist, Mr. packer.

Why don't we just get the hell out of here?

We are getting the hell out of here.

We're still headed to the same place we've always been.

Oh, yeah. Wherever the hell that is.

If you don't like it, go anywhere you want.

I'll be happy to hold your share for you.

That is, if you make it.

Well, what about them?

We kill them.

I hope there's something important in there.

[Groans]

Damn important.

Like save-the-lives-

of-little-children- around-the-world

kind of important.

You bet there is.

Cyanacitta stelleri, huh?

You're a bird-watcher?

Let's just say it's a weekend hobby.

Think you dropped this.

Packer: taking us on this wild goose chase...

Jesse: why are they still following us?

Packer: this is bullshit!

I ain't following you no more!

Because I know their escape route.

They've got a boat waiting

to take them up into Canada.

It's gotta be the humbert.

They'll have to put in at crane lake--

about 8 miles that way.

The way that fire's behaving on both sides of us,

that's the safest place to be anyway.

So we should get there first.

What's the deal here?

Sorry to have to search you,

but there's been a prison break.

We're gonna have to check everyone.

Sheriff.

There's a body in the store, wynt.

Jesse?

We won't know for a while.

Any sign of the rest of them?

Well, they could be anywhere.

Wish we could send up some planes, wynt.

We're smoked in, you know?

You head on back to headquarters.

I'll call you the second we hear anything.

Thanks, Garrett.

Hey, wynt.

Good to have you back with us.

Loomis: I had to fly down a canyon like this in Colombia

with half their national guard on my trail.

Sounds like you were a pretty good pilot.

Yeah, I was.

Well, why don't we see

if you still know how to fly, huh?

[Both chuckle]

Aah!

Loomis!

Oh, god.

Packer: what happened?

We were just talking.

He turned around to look at me.

He slipped.

Oh, Jesus.

Jesus.

[Grunting]

Would you hurry up?

This isn't gonna work. My leg's killing me.

Let me look at it.

No, I'm holding you up.

You get to crane lake. You'll be safe there.

First, let me look at your knee.

Those guys are coming across that river any minute now.

When they do, we're dead.

You will be if you look like big bird.

Lose the shirt.

This isn't as bad as I thought.

I can pop it back in. Right.

Might hurt a bit.

You're serious.

Look, this is not fixing a bird's broken wing.

I need an orthopedist, and you're a bird-watcher.

[Crunch]

[Grunting] Jesus.

Ornithologist to you.

How'd you do that?

Combat medic training, marine corps. Semper fi.

You? a marine?

I may as well have been. My dad's in the corps.

Third generation. Real gung ho.

Guess who was supposed to be fourth.

Guess who wanted a boy.

Guess who got 3 girls.

[Chuckles]

Every summer was like boot camp.

I can't cook,

but I shoot an m-16 at marksman level.

Set bones, tape sprains, stop bleeding.

And if you choke, i do a nifty tracheotomy

with a pocket knife and a ball-point pen.

I chew very carefully...

Thank you.

So, shaye, about my cut of the money.

Shh.

[Laughing]

What now?

We need to let some friends of mine know where we are.

Your dad teach you any survival training?

Yeah.

He teach you to start a fire with a rock and a stick?

We were lucky if we got a twig and some mud.

Pretty cocky, huh?

Ok, let's see how good you are.

[Fire crackling]

[Chuckles]

Well, they should see this back at headquarters...

If they're not playing ping-pong.

Uh-huh. like smoke signals.

Mr. biddle, is it true that you...

Mr. biddle, how involved were you in the escape?

Can we have a statement for the press, please?

Mr. biddle. Mr. biddle.

Look, I was Mr. shaye's court-appointed attorney,

not his friend.

I'm as shocked and horrified as anyone

by what happened here today. And I hope--

sheriff I.D. That body at the trading post?

[Computer beeps]

He's not dead, wynt.

What?

I mean, he's not dead. Look.

That's Jesse.

Look at that.

Son of a bitch.

He can't stay there, the fire's running.

If he can get to crane lake before the fire does,

he's gonna be fine.

Oh, yeah? What's that?

Call the weather service.

See if it's a cold front.

If it is, those 2 fires will collide

and suck all the oxygen out of the air.

He won't survive,

not even in a lake.

He'll be in the middle of a firestorm.

Damn it.

Fire's jumped ahead of us.

It's moving faster than I thought.

We just have to wait for it to burn out.

They're right behind us.

We can't go back.

You got anything in that pouch...

Besides eggs?

A zippo.

Come on. What do you got?

No, I got binocs, carabiners, rope...

Good.

I've got an idea.

What the hell were you trying to do here,

burn us?

Ha ha!

Nice try, asshole!

Don't you ever shut up?

Run! they're coming!

Jesse!

Oh!

Aah!

Jesse!

Hey...

What'd you run away for?

I gave you my word you're gonna be all right.

Come on.

Come on, I ain't gonna hurt you.

Look out! Now!

Aah! my leg, you asshole!

Aah!

Aah!

Aah.

[Groaning]

Hold your fire, you crazy bastard!

He's holding me up!

You want some of this?

Come on!

[Whirring]

No!

[Whirring]

[Yelling]

Oh!

Ohh.

You inconsiderate son of a bitch!

What the hell were you doing shooting at him?

He was holding me up!

You shot me in my arm, you psycho motherfucker!

Cut me down, you selfish asshole!

Right now!

With pleasure.

[Groans]

[Gasping]

Hey. hey!

What's the matter? Does that hurt?

You didn't really think i was gonna share my money

with a piece-of-shit, low-life rapist

like yourself, did you? Huh?

[Coughs]

What's the matter,

cat got your tongue?

Hey, smokejumper!

You still alive?

Hey, Jesse!

[Click]

Probably not.

[Whimpers]

If you are...

I got your girl here.

Come and get her.

[Turbines whirring]

Walk faster.

Move.

You know, I'm hurt.

I really thought that you might thank me.

What?

Nothing profuse or anything.

Just a simple little thank you very much

for killing that rapist guy.

But is that what I get, huh?

No, what I get is all this slow-walking,

i-gotta-tie-my-shoes crap.

I warn you...

Don't test me.

Now, we're either a happy couple

lost in a huge disaster,

or I'm the lone fuckin' ranger.

Walk fast, or I'm gonna shoot you in the head.

Your choice.

[Grunts]

Excellent choice.

You know, i really don't like

people jumping out of my helicopter.

Yeah, yeah.

We shouldn't be up in this weather anyway.

I can't hear you, Andy.

There's something I gotta do.

Move it.

Aah!

Jesus, wynt!

Jennifer: let go! Stop it!

How do you feel about a little boat trip, huh?

Wynt: there's a girl with him.

Jesse: I know. She's a hostage.

D-4.

No one's that smart,

not even you, wynt.

Why'd you do it?

It was supposed to be

a controlled burn for a developer.

I needed the cash.

Smokejumping was all I had.

I've got nothing left now.

I didn't know about the prison break.

Why didn't you come to me?

It was just too late.

Shaye: I'm sick of your shit!

Let's get that girl.

Come on, move it! Do what I tell you!

Jesse: I'll go around behind the boat shed.

Wait here for my signal.

Jesse.

I'm sorry.

Race you down, chief.

Not this time, chief.

Move it!

Get to the front of the boat

and untie it.

Who the hell are you?

You and your lawyer set me up!

Oh, yeah. I know ya.

The corruptible smokejumper.

Oh!

Wynt!

Aah!

Ooh!

No!

Aah!

Oh!

Aah!

You are pissing me off!

[Loud rumbling]

[Yelling]

Let's go! Let's go!

Come on!

Get under the boat!

Aah!

[Gasping]

We gotta keep the air in.

Help me hold the boat down.

[Explosion]

What's that?

It's gotta be fuel tanks exploding.

The outboard!

Watch out.

[Grunting]

Hold it down,

or it'll suck the air right out of here!

Jesse: the fire's right on top of us!

Keep holding it down!

Oh! aah!

Aah!

Aah!

[Gunshot]

[Gunshot]

What's the matter, not happy to see me?

Aah!

Aah!

Aah!

[Rumbling dies down]

[Tapping on hull]

[Hissing noises outside]

[Rain hissing on hull]

[Thunder]

[Giggles]

[Chirping]

What now?

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

[Peeping]

Huh. I'll be damned.

They're ugly little critters.

[Chuckles]

I know. Don't you just love 'em?

Well, I guess i could learn to.

[Airplane]

Pete: sherman, open your chute!

Sherman! now!

[Clang]