So, we navigate by the stars.
We travel by night if there's a moon.
We can't live out the winter up here.
lf we find the river, it'll take us south.
They won't be looking for us this far north?
We have to walk out.
What do we eat?
l'm working on it.
How about that?
Yeah!
(HELlCOPTER WHlRS)
Listen!
My God!
Come on!
Wait!
No!
No! Wait!
Oh, God!
Did you know that you can make fire from ice?
You can make fire from ice.
Hello.
l'm talking to you.
Did you know that could be done?
Can you think?
You moneyed folk, isn't it?
lsn't it?!
Fire from ice, can you think how?
Sit up there. Drinks and golf.
Screwing the maid. But get you in an emergency. . .
. . .and you bloom.
You make me sick!
-You make me sick! -l'm sure l do.
You fucking make me sick! l mean, what puts you off? Jews and taxes!
Fire from ice, can you think how?
l don't want to know how, Charles!
Do you have anything you'd like to live for?
You know something?
Maybe we were right to let people like you. . .
. . .run the country all these years.
You're the only ones dense enough!
No, l'm not dense. l just have no imagination.
(LAUGHS)
Making a. . .
. . .decision tree?
-ls that it? -That's it, Bob.
We can't think they'd come back?
No.
We shouldn't think they'll come back.
They've scouted this area. They'll move on.
All right.
Fire from ice.
Let's have it.
lce.
You take it into your hands. . .
. . .and you mold it into a lens. . .
. . .which will concentrate sunlight into fire.
l doubt we'll be reduced to that because. . .
. . .we still have the matches and l believe that's all we'll need.
Oh, Jesus. Oh, Jesus.
CHARLES: Well, there's, uh. . . .
There's fish in there.
What are we gonna use for tackle? How will we bait them?
Wouldn't you find that attractive?
l don't know.
lt's gold.
The whole world longs for it.
l'm not in a very humorous mood.
Come on, don't go native on me, Bob.
l'm sorry. l'm just tired. l'm very tired.
Why don't you rest? Gather some wood.
Bob!
He's a man-killer.
He's been following us the whole time. Stalking us.
Come on!
(BEAR GROWLS)
He's toying with us.
What are we gonna do?
What, do l have a plan?
Am l supposed to have a plan?
You tell me.
We can't move.
He won't let us eat.
No.
We're going to starve up here.
(BEAR GROWLS)
What are we gonna do?
We're gonna kill him.
CHARLES: We get him to attack.
Spear. Bait.
lnduce a charge.
Bear charges and rears.
As he falls, he impales himself on the spear.
Same principle as the deadfall.
Use his own weight to kill him.
What are we gonna use to bait him?
We lure him.
-What? -We lure him!
You know?
Masai boys in Africa. . .
. . . 1 1 years old. . .
. . .they kill lions with spears.
How do we lure him?
1 1 -year-old boys kill a lion.
Do you know lndian boys used to run up to the bear and slap him?
Count coup on him as a test of manhood.
No, Charles.
How will we lure him?
Blood.
Blood!
We must. . .
. . .distract him, of course.
We must distract him and. . .
. . .trap him, but it can be done.
Do you believe it?
Believe it?!
l don't know, Charles.
-l don't think it will work. -lt will work!
lt will work!
What one man can do, another can.
We can't kill the bear.
He's ahead of us! lt's like he's reading our minds.
He's stalking us, for God's sakes!
You want to die out here.
Huh?
Well. . . .
Then die.
But l tell you what.
l'm not going to die. No, siree.
l'm not gonna die.
No. l'm gonna kill the bear.
Say it. ''l'm going to kill the bear! ''
Say it. ''l'm going to kill the bear. '' Say it!
''l'll kill the bear! ''
Say it!
-l'll kill the bear. -Again!
l'm gonna kill the bear!
What one man can do, another can do!
-What one man can do, another can do. -Again!
What one man can do, another can do!
Again!
What one man can do, another can do!
You're goddamn right.
Because today. . .
. . .l'm gonna kill the motherfucker.
(BlRD CHlRPS)
Come on.
Now.
Run! Run!
Come on!
Hit him in the neck!
Jesus!
Come on! Come on!
Look out! Look out! Look out!
Come on!
Charles!
Hey, you!
Come and get me!
Get me! Come! Come on!
Come on!
You son of a bitch!
Come here, motherfucker!
Come and get me!
Come on!
Get me!
Come on, get me!
Look out!
Cha--
Charles?
Wish we had some salt.
You know you can. . . .
You can season meat with gunpowder.
Did you know that?
l wish we had some gunpowder.
l don't suppose you made one for me?
Yeah.
Hey.
What do you think?
(BOB HUMS)
What's the matter, Charles?
Nothing.
No, really. What?
All my life l wanted to do something that was. . .
. . .that was unequivocal.
Well, Charlie, l certainly think this qualifies.
Yeah, something.
You see, that's why they call it ''personal growth. ''
A month ago, Smokey would've reared, you would've called your lawyer.
Nah.
l wouldn't do that to an animal.
Okay?
CHARLES: So l said:
''lf this is my life. . .
. . .then this is my life. ''
But you can change your life.
That's what l'm telling you.
Yeah. ls that true?
Why wouldn't it be true?
Because l never knew anybody who did actually change their lives.
l'll tell you what.
l'm gonna start my life over.
BOB: Yeah.
You'd be the first.
No one's been here for quite a while.
What do you make of it?
lf we're here. . . .
That canoe will take us out.
You know what we must do?
Find out if that canoe really floats.
Yeah.
-lt floats. -Yeah.
Cup of tea?
Yeah.
You ain't got that fire lit?
Drinking the other fellow's supplies?
Get back. . .
. . .and send him a check.
-Send him a check. -Yeah.
Hell of an adventure, eh, Charles?
Yeah, wasn't it?
You know. . .
. . .l hope to tell you. . .
. . .if l had my camera here. . .
. . .l would've made my fortune.
Made my fortune.
That thing's busted to shit.
lt still has some. . .
. . .sentimental value.
l suppose it does.
Can l see your watch, Bob?
My watch?
Doesn't work. Told you.
Busted.
Yeah, l know it doesn't work.
Could l see it?
New when we left.
Just a piece of junk now.
What's the matter, Bob?
Can't do it sober?
l suppose you don't need me anymore.
You can find your own way out without me.
You had no business with that broad. You know you don't.
You know that you don't, Charles.
l mean, hey. Hey. Hey.
Look at it.
Why did she go with you? Why in hell did she go with you?
Your money. For the love of God, everyone knew that.
Are you nuts?
ln the airport with her, people said, ''There goes a guy with a plane. ''
There goes a guy with a plane.
Say it was tough luck. That's what you drew this time.
Well. . . .
That's right.
''For all the nights. ''
How touching.
Why torture yourself?
lt's over now.
Let's go outside.
CHARLES: Just tell me this one thing.
Was it from the first?
You and my wife?
Was it from the first, Bob?
Come on, Charles.
ls that an indelicate question?
Come on, Charles.
Done is done.
Well, l'm dying, so. . .
. . .what difference does it make?
Why is that so important to you?
l love her.
l'm sorry.
lt's time.
Don't do it, Bob.
You live in a dream world. You always have.
Now turn your back.
You don't have to do it.
The hell l don't! You know that l do. Now turn your back.
l don't want to hear any more of your nonsense.
l don't want to hear it!
How close we've become and this and that.
You would've died out here, if not for me.
With all your wealth.
You understand me? l said, turn your goddamn back!
-Listen to me. -Don't go any further.
l said, turn your back.
No?
You know. . .
. . .life is a short thing.
Full of betrayal.
-ln many ways, you're well out of it. -Bob.
Charles, don't!
(BOB SCREAMS)
Be careful of the deadfall.
(BOB GROANS)
Oh, God, Charles! Oh, God!
Oh, God, l think l've broken my--
l think l've broken my leg, Charles.
Oh, God, Charles.
Oh, my God!
Oh, God!
Oh, God, Charles, no, please.
Now try and lie still.
(BOB SCREAMS)
Okay, Bob.
l'm going to take a look and see.
See what's wrong.
-l don't feel well. -Take a shot of this.
Just going to take a look here.
Hold on.
l only have so much of that stuff in me.
-Yeah. -Charles?
Charles, what is it?
What is it, Charles?
l don't feel very. . . .
l can't say that l feel very well at all, Charles.
Hell of a guy.
l never told you that.
Fucking shit-hole of a world, eh, Charles?
-Shit-hole of a world. -Yeah. Okay.
-l need you to. . . . -What?
Put pressure on it.
-What's that? -Now.
Bob?
Jesus.
Bob? Bob?
Listen.
We're gonna get you out of here.
Okay?
Hell of a way to end an outing.
You're gonna be fine.
Must be quite a thing.
Quite a thing.
To have so much.
Everybody. . .
. . .wants something from you.
Everybody depending on you.
Don't talk so much.
So pushy.
Why don't you save your energy?
l don't really feel quite 1 00% .
l'm gonna take us into shore.
Light us a fire. Keep you warm.
Hey.
Why would you want to save a piece of shit like me?
Let's say it's a challenge.
-For the sporting aspect of it? -Yeah.
No, l know what it is.
You've never had a buddy. That's the thing, isn't it?
Right.
Now l'm your pet project.
l'm your. . .
. . .hobby farm.
Whatever you say, Bob.
Guy who tried to kill you.
-That's terrific, Charles. -No, you wouldn't have done it.
Yes, l would have.
You stupid son of a bitch.
Yes, l would.
Then. . .
. . .you would.
-What will you do when you get back? -Huh?
lt's not important.
lt is important to me.
l may not go back.
What do you mean? Of course you'll go back.
To what?
l don't feel sorry for you, Charles.
''Never feel sorry for a man that owns a plane. ''
Come on.
Hold on.
l'll get us out of here.
How bullshit.
l'm dying.
l'm dying and l never did a goddamn thing.
But wait.
Charles, l gotta tell you.
-Charles? -What?
l'm sorry.
l'm sorry what l did.
And your wife, Charles.
Listen to me, Charles.
She was never in on it.
This business.
Doing you in.
l swear it on my life, Charles.
Charles.
Thanks.
Very kind of you to say so, Bob.
Never too late for a kind gesture, eh?
Don't die on me, Bob.
Don't tell me what to do.
(HELlCOPTER WHlRS)
Hold on.
We're getting out of here!
Hey!
Over here!
Hey!
Over here!
Hey!
Bob!
Why is the rabbit unafraid?
Because he's smarter than the panther.
REPORTER: Mr. Morse?
REPORTER: Channel 9 News. Could we get a statement, sir?
REPORTER: Mr. Morse? REPORTER: Mr. Morse?
How did you feel during your husband's ordeal?
We're all put to the test.
But it never comes in the. . .
. . .form or the. . .
. . .point we would prefer. . .
. . .does it?
REPORTER: Mr. Morse?
The other men. . .
. . .your friends. . .?
My friends.
REPORTER: What happened to them, sir?
How did they die, sir?
They died. . .
. . .saving my life.
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