All language subtitles for Alaska .Castle Rock Entertainment.1996.23.976 fps.English

Quincy Air Service to Super Cub
nine-zero-niner Tango, do you copy?

This is zero-niner Tango, go ahead.

-Did you drop the hikers off in Denali?
-Roger that, Charlie.

They're in a heat wave,
just above freezing.

What's your position?
Still on schedule?

You bet. ETA at Quincy's
about 1 700 hours.

See you then, Charlie.
Zero-niner Tango, clear.

Okey-doke, partner.
This is Quincy Air Service, clear.

Magnificent creature, the polar bear.

Nature's perfect carnivore, adapted
to the most hostile climate on earth.

Yeah, it's a beauty.

lt's also, along with the leopard,
one of the few animals that hunts man.

How do you feel, Mr. Koontz,
to realize...

...you're not on top
of the food chain?

Feels like 1 0 or 20 grand to me, just
for the skin. l love this kind of hunt.

Your problem is, you don't appreciate
life's finer things.

Whatever.

You don't hunt with a helicopter...

...you don't hunt with a man
such as yourself.

This isn't hunting. This...

...is business.

A whale! Jessie, look, a whale!

Cool!

-Those sea lions were awesome.
-They were great.

Well, we're home.

-Race you back.
-Think you can handle it?

lt is a long way.

-Last one buys the ice cream!
-l wanna start again!

Forget it!

-Oh, man.
-l'll still win.

-Hey, Jessie!
-Come on, Chip, let's go!

-l won!
-You're nuts! Anyone can see, l won!

-Chip, you wanna come over for dinner?
-All right. Oh, man, l can't.

We're leaving first thing
in the morning.

-Where you going?
-A caribou hunt. Everyone's going:

My grandfather, uncles, cousins.
lt's like this ritual to be a man.

-Good. Oh, my God! l'm late!
-Late for what?

Hi, Mrs. Ben! Hey, Ben!

-Watch it, Jessie!
-Sorry!

That girl's always in a hurry.

Bye.

Three...

...two, one.

Home Fire, this is Super Cub.
Do you read me, over?

-You're right on time, Dad.
-Aviator rule number one:

A pilot sticks to his schedule.
So, what are your numbers?

I left Denali at 1 1:55.
Course: 1-7-0 degrees.

Air speed: 80 knots. Winds aloft about
25 knots out of the southwest, over.

You should just be hitting...

-...Devil's Thumb.
-That's a roger.

-But I suggest you go around it.
-Whatever you say, sweetheart.

Dinner smells good from here.
ls your brother helping?

-That's a big negative, niner Tango.
-Well, where is he?

My guess is, he's out shooting the
rapids or wrestling a grizzly bear.

Just being that Alaskan mountain man
we know and love.

Cammy Wins!

-Thanks. See you later, Mrs. Ben.
-Thank you.

Don't worry. His squawk is much bigger
than his bite.

l wish you'd leave that bird at home.

Why can't you keep a small dog?
Or a parakeet?

Don't say that in front of him,
you'll make him hungry.

Easy there, big boy.

Can you just sort out
any mail from Chicago?

He was there, you know.

Where?

Great fires of 1 935,
up the Yukon River.

l was a very young man, hunting alone.

The forest fire jumped a ridge.
Winds were high...

...and flames were moving faster
than l could run.

There was no way out of the firestorm.

Then l looked up. And through
the smoke l saw an eagle...

...flying a circle. Something said
to me, ''Trust the eagle.''

lt flew through the smoke
and l followed.

l just kept looking at the eagle...

...till the sky cleared
and the fire was behind me.

You've been watching too much TV. He
was trying to get away from the smoke.

You were trying
to get away from the smoke?

-And l thought you were my tornak.
-Tornak?

He means his pet.

My spirit guide.
He's free to leave whenever he wants.

Look, do you have any mail
for me or not?

Sorry, son, not today.

-l'm stuck in the boonies.
-You're stuck in something.

Trust me, it ain't the boonies.

Quincy traffic, this is Super Cub...

...two miles north. l'll be making
a straight-in final for the harbor.

Nice landing, Jake.
That's a stiff crosswind.

A landing you walk away
from is a good one.

You didn't say that when you
were flying 747s.

l could say anything as long as l
didn't spill the drinks in first class.

-l think you still miss it.
-Being stacked up...

...1 0 planes deep over O'Hare
in a blinding snowstorm?

No. Up here, l got wide open skies...

...beautiful scenery.

And what pilot wouldn't be satisfied
doing important work for his community.

The citizens of Quincy
are forever in your debt.

Quincy Air Service.
Yeah, this is Jake.

Whatever they call ditching
where you come from...

...around here, we call it truancy.
lt's a crime.

We should cuff him to the dock.
Hang a sign on him:

''Big City Juvenile Delinquent.''

You'll look like an Alaskan
when you finish scrubbing the dock.

lt'll take forever!

Long enough for you to appreciate
our delicate ecosystem.

-lt wasn't my fault!
-Son, in Alaska...

...if it happens to you,
it's your fault.

-Hey, Jake.
-Sam.

l hate it here.

Look, l know this move's been tough...

...but sometimes people just need
to make a fresh start.

Open your eyes, son. Look around.

-This is a paradise.
-For me it isn't.

Remember that year
you struck out 1 0 times in a row?

-Remember what l told you?
-Never give up.

Now do l have to drag out that batting
trophy you won the very next year?

Dad, that's Little League.
This is life!

l got you guys something up in Nome.

-Thanks, Dad. lt's beautiful.
-Gee, thanks, Dad. A compass.

What am l supposed to do
with a compass?

Well, you might try finding your way
with it, for a start.

Chip and l went kayaking
eight miles today.

Eight miles!
Excuse me while l call CNN.

-His dad says l'm a fast learner.
-That's great.

-We should go--
-What's wrong with you?

-Don't start.
-Dad, you used to fly 747s.

Now, you deliver toilet paper.

Hello? Hey, Charlie!

All right, get the ampicillin from the
clinic. l'll meet you in 1 5 minutes.

-l'm making an emergency run.
-lt's getting dark.

l'll be fine. Plenty of daylight left.

Maybe l won't be here
when you get back!

-l don't have time for this.
-Mom would have!

-She'd never have moved us here!
-Stop it, Sean!

-This wouldn't happen if she was here!
-But, Sean, she's not here.

And nothing you or any
of us can do will change that.

We all miss her, Sean,
just as much as you...

...but we have to get on with the rest
of our lives as best we can.

-That's what she would've wanted.
-Yeah?

Well, l wish you had died and not her!

Jessie, l'll be taking
Devil's Thumb Pass.

l'll radio at 9 tonight. Sharp.

Clear!

There you go. Yeah. All right, all right.

Look, what a cutie.

lt's a shame to separate a mother
and child, isn't it?

lf we plump her a bit,
we got two skins we can sell here.

Mama bear and baby bear,
like a matching pair.

Dear God, Koontz, you are a fool.

Do you have any idea
what my clients in Hong Kong...

...would pay for one live
polar bear cub?

Higher than you can count, Mr. Koontz.

l can count pretty high. l can count
on both hands if l have to.

You'll have to.

Storm warning's in effect
for the Gulf of Alaska.

Gale force winds are predicted
for up to 50 knots.

It's gonna be a big one.
Trap Line Chatter is up next.

This is Home Fire to Super Cub niner-
zero-niner Tango. Come in. Over.

This is Home Fire to Super Cub niner-
zero-niner Tango. Come in. Over.

Are you there, niner Tango?
This is Home Fire!

Are you there, niner Tango?!
Come in! Over!

Home Fire, this is niner Tango,
do you read me? Over.

-Dad, are you there?
-I'm here.

l got less than ideal visibility!

Devil's Thumb's socked in.
l'll go around, try another pass.

--do you copy? Over!
-l can't hear you, Dad. Say again!

Dad! Dad! Are you there?! Over!

-l think something's wrong with Dad!
-Yeah, no kidding.

Home Fire, this is zero-niner Tango,
did you copy? Over.

Mayday! Mayday! Niner Tango
is going down! Mayday! Mayday!

This is Home Fire, do you read me?
Dad, is that you?

Dad, are you there?!

Don't worry, we'll find him.

Quincy, this is 2-3-4 Zulu.
Nothing on Coogan's Pass.

Quincy, do you copy?

He should be just past there!
Close to Devil's Thumb.

Take a good look around Devil's Thumb.

Roger that. Devil's Thumb.

That's a big negative
on Devil's Thumb, Charlie.

Quincy, nothing but rocks
and snow on Devil's Thumb.

He has to be out there!
They're just not looking hard enough!

Look, why don't you guys
take another pass, just to be sure.

Roger. We're getting low on fuel,
but we'll give it another look.

Sergeant Grazer, we've seen a beer can
and an old boot but no plane.

lf we don't refuel,
you'll need a search party for us too.

-Roger that, Charlie. Come on home.
-We're heading back to Quincy.

This is 2-3-4 Zulu, clear.

Go back home. We'll call you
when we've heard something.

There's nothing you can do here.

Go on.

We've covered this area twice.

-We don't even know where to look.
-We can't write him off.

We're not writing anybody off.
But we've got to face facts.

We've made three trips up there.
And you saw that storm.

No signal from his rescue beacon.

lt'd be like looking
for a needle in a haystack.

You know what Jake's chances are.

Maybe he landed somewhere
to wait it out.

Or that plane's in pieces somewhere.

l can't believe this.
He'd survive, no matter what!

And you guys are giving up on him!
He'd never give up!

-Where are you going?
-Nowhere.

-For going nowhere, you packed a lot.
-You're not packed light yourself.

This is stuff which might be useful
in trying to find Dad, like a map.

-You're not coming!
-You gonna swim to Devil's Thumb?

Even if you caught a ride,
with what you know, you'll die.

What l know is, Dad is still alive!
l'm not just gonna leave him!

l already lost Mom,
l'm not losing Dad too.

-You'll never make it.
-You got a better idea?

Of course l do.

No, no, no. Easy strokes.

lt won't get us there any faster.

Stay in sync.

One, two, one, two.

One, two, one....

Don't rock the boat.
Let the wave flow under it.

My arms are killing me.

My butt is really killing me.

We have to go through there.

Now you're killing me.
Can't we just go around?

Not without paddling, like,
25 miles out of the way.

Dad flew up that fjord and
that's where we gotta go.

-Ready?
-Yeah.

Let's go. Paddle hard!

Here comes a big wave.

Keep going!

Easy! Keep going!

Keep going. Paddle hard,
we're not out of this yet.

-Here comes a big one.
-Watch out!

-That was incredible!
-We made it!

Sean, no!

-You idiot!
-l didn't do it, you did!

Get the paddle. We gotta dry off.

This is great. Really great.

We're gonna freeze to death.

What's the big deal?
We'll make a fire.

-Hope you brought matches.
-You forgot the matches!?

What are we gonna do now, Pocahontas?
Rub sticks together?

Hey, what's that?

-Somebody who brought matches.
-Maybe they saw Dad's plane.

Hello?

Hello?

ls anyone here?

l don't like this.

Knock, knock.

That's a polar bear skin.

-You can't hunt polar bears in Alaska.
-Write them a note.

''Dear Poachers, this is bad.
l'm telling.''

-Let's get out of here.
-Wait.

Let's go.

Wait.

What is that?

Come on.

lt's a baby polar bear.

-Don't worry. We won't hurt you.
-Get away from there.

We can't leave her.
That's her mother back there.

How do you know it's a girl?

Let's leave before
the poachers come back.

A polar bear can travel up to 50
miles a day. They'll never find her.

All right, run like hell.

He's not going anywhere.

-Anytime now.
-Go, run. You're free!

The bus is leaving.
Write us a letter.

Hey, hey, hey!

What do we do?

Run!

Move, Jessie! Go!

-Go!
-Let's go!

All right, Mr. Koontz, unload.

Robbed!

l don't believe this!

ls there no place safe anymore?

Was it Fish and Game?

No. They would've taken everything.
These were amateurs.

They're one bear up on us right now.

We'll have to teach them some manners.
Go load up the Zodiac.

Wait a minute.
l don't have time--

You have no time, Mr. Koontz?
Your time is mine.

l paid for it,
l'll decide how to use it.

l signed on to fly the chopper.
Gather some skins.

Not go traipsing across Alaska
looking for a bear!

Which, if l may remind you...

...l said we should've skinned
when we had the chance.

Mr. Koontz.

l don't think you understand me.
Let me be clear.

l'm accustomed to getting
what l want.

l want that bear.
Now, go get the Zodiac.

All right. But don't expect
pleasant company from me.

l'm gonna be wicked irritable
when l come across these guys.

l'm counting on that.

Dinner, chez Sean.

Gourmet dining at its finest.

lt's the only thing l can make,
but l make it good.

All right, choose your weapon.

-Stay on your half of the pan.
-Don't worry.

This is good!

Told you. No one does junk food
like Sean Barnes.

Wow.

-What is that?
-The northern lights.

Aren't they awesome?

-Hey.
-Oh, no.

Man, l hope he's eating off your half.

Hey, that's our kitchen!
Give me that!

Sean!

Give me that! Let go!

Here. Look what l got.
A marshmallow pie.

Here, girl. Look.
Go get it.

That should keep him away
for 1 0 seconds.

Come on, let's eat the rest
before he gets back.

Something smells good.

No, no, go ahead.
Don't mind me, l've already eaten.

l saw your fire from the boat.

lt just didn't seem polite
not to stop and say hello.

-Hello.
-Hello.

Oh. That's a fine-looking kayak.

You don't see these native boats
around much these days.

-Where are you taking it?
-Up-country.

Evening, little lady!

My name is Colin Perry.
This is my pilot, Mr. Koontz.

You are?

-Jessie.
-Sean.

So, Jessie, Sean, what's up-country?

-Our father.
-Really?

Yes.

My, my, Grandma.
What big teeth you got.

And what a powerful jaw. Your dog?

-A bear bit it.
-A bear.

Right before my dad shot him.

-He shot a bear for biting his pan?
-For interrupting his dinner.

Do you mind if l have a light?

You know, Sean...

...the only thing worse
than a thief...

...is a liar.

l hate liars, don't you?

When you see that bear,
tell him to come home.

Good night, young people.
Pleasant dreams.

l like that boy.

You wanted to get the bear.
You'll let them rip us off?

-They didn't steal it.
-You saw the pan.

-They let it go.
-What?

That bear could be anyplace.

And we're not going
to find it at night.

We'll start first thing
in the morning. Shove off.

Mayday.

Super Cub niner-zero-niner Tango.
Anybody copy? Over.

Mayday, mayday, mayday.

Niner-zero-niner Tango.
Does anybody copy? Over.

Damn.

Hold on.

That's Coogan's Pass.

-Let's park it.
-Can l stay in the car?

-Now what?
-We climb.

That thing?

Hey, kids, it's me, Charlie.

l need to talk to you. Hello?

Sean? Jessie?

Oh, no.

Quincy Traffic, this is helicopter
2-3-4 Zulu. Departing northward.

What l would give right now
to be at a Cubs game.

l can almost smell the cut grass,
hot dogs right out of the wrapper....

By the time l see another game,
l'll have gray hair.

-Think they'll have won the pennant?
-What the--?

-What? l didn't do anything.
-The hell you didn't.

God. Oh, no.

-She heard you're a Cubs fan.
-Not that kind, you dumb animal.

l think that means, ''Chill out.''

Well, there's no sign
of them up there.

These are their tracks, though.
That bear is following them.

Well, let's get rid of this kayak
before it attracts unwanted company.

Who the hell's that?

Unwanted company.
Give me one of those paddles.

Here.

-Howdy.
-Hello.

-Morning.
-How goes it?

Not good. l'm looking for
a boy and girl heading this way.

Their dad's plane went down in that
storm, and they went after him.

-Alone?
-l'm afraid so.

Have you seen them?

These young people...

...they were brought up
on MTV and video games.

They know nothing of the real world.

They can't conceive
of the true brutality of nature.

Yeah. Right. What are you guys
doing up here?

-We're with the Sierra Club.
-Tree huggers?

That's us. We're working on
next year's calendar.

-No kidding.
-No, keep it.

Say, those two kids...

...they weren't in a kayak, were they?

l think so, why?

Oh, dear God.

Some poor souls smashed a kayak up on
the rocks about 25 miles up the coast.

One of those native boats.
We couldn't get near it...

...but we pulled this
out of the water.

ls it theirs?

Yeah.

l'm sorry to hear that.

-Twenty-five miles north of here?
-Maybe a little further.

Much obliged.

Mr. Koontz, let's get the chopper.

Look. There it is.

Devil's Thumb.

-Do you see anything?
-No. Too far away.

How will we get off this pass?
lt's steep.

Well, do you want the crampons
or the ice ax?

l'll be the ax-man.

All right, ax-man.

l'm gonna go down 1 00 feet
and anchor the rope.

-Okay.
-lf you slip, stop with the ax.

-Belay me.
-What?

-lf l slip, hold the rope.
-Okay.

Wait a sec. You're sure
this is how they do it?

-lt's how they do it on ESPN.
-Then it must be right.

Hey, what are you looking at?

All right, ax-man, it's your turn.

You got a better way down?

Showoff!

Tornak.

Sean!

Sean!

Sean!

Oh, God. Oh, God. Sean!

-Sean!
-Yes. God.

Can you scream louder?
l can still hear.

-l thought you were dead.
-No.

-l thought she was gonna....
-What? Take a bite out of me?

lt's not a she anyhow. lt's a he.

Trust me. l got a very good look.

We have to get you off this mountain.

Careful now.

We have to stop.

-Get you dried off.
-No. l'm fine.

Yeah, right.
Ever heard of hypothermia?

l don't want to stop.
We gotta keep going.

Sean, look!

Hello?

ls anybody here?

Hello?

l know. We should never have come
out here.

Well, we can stay here tonight.
At least we have a fire.

What do you mean stay?
There's plenty of daylight left.

-Are you okay?
-Yep. Never felt better.

Come on, let's get going.

You should lie down, get some sleep.
You're not thinking straight.

Dad's out there. You think
he's gonna get a good night's sleep?

What do l tell Dad after
you die from exposure?

Tell him l....

-Tell him l died trying to find him.
-Look, you have to get some rest.

There's two days walking along this
river before we climb Devil's Thumb.

You can walk if you like.

l'm taking the canoe.

Oh.

Quincy Rescue, this is
helicopter 2-3-4 Zulu.

l've searched the inside passage
and haven't seen a thing.

I'm gonna head back and refuel. Over.

Roger, Charlie.

You've been out all day.
Take a breather.

That was a lot of fun.

Really, Jess, where would
you be without me?

Pretty much where l am now.

Oh, man.

Packed it in case l had
to tape your mouth shut.

Hope there's some left.

What do you say...

...we have a little dinner?

Never give up.

Never give up. Never....

See? lt floats.
Where would you be without me?

Probably back in Chicago.

Sorry, Cubby, we're all full up.

Cubby? Where'd you get that name?

lt's what his mother called him.

That bear's relentless.

What now, Cubby?

Sean....

Maybe we should've walked after all.

Forward! Forward hard!

Watch the rocks, Jessie!

Here we go, break!
Left, go left!

Hold on, Jessie, here comes
another one!

Hold on!

Watch the rocks!

Left! Left, go left!

Here we go!

Left, turn left!

Watch the rock!

Watch the rocks, Jessie!

-Here we go! Watch it!
-Here we go! Coming up right!

We did it!

We made it, Jessie!

Oh, no.

-Paddle to shore.
-No, too late.

Go for it! Paddle hard!

Up there! Get up there, Jessie!

Climb on top!

Sean! Grab on to my hand!

Jessie! Grab hold of me.

Sean!

Sean!

-Jessie!
-Sean!

Jessie! Help!

Sean!

Ben!

Sean, are you okay?

We saved some of your gear,
but your canoe's history.

We usually portage around these falls.

You two are a long way from home.

Their tornak led them here.

-l'll take you back tomorrow.
-No!

We can't go back.

-You don't appreciate this country.
-That's why they need to go.

-Listen, Dad--
-No.

You listen to me.

ln my father's time, a young man had
to hunt a bear with only a spear...

...and so take on a bear's power.
Or die trying.

These two are on a spirit journey.

They've gone too far.
lt'd be wrong for us to stop them now.

Are you finished, Dad?

Yes.

Their spirit journey is over.
This is the '90s, old man.

We head home in the morning.

Hi.

Hi.

My dad says he'll get you two
home no matter what.

We've gotta get you out of here
before he wakes up.

Come on. Wake up!

Here. l packed food and stuff
for you. Let's go.

Your dad will kill you.

-Then you can come to my funeral.
-This is really manly of you.

There's a white bear
over there staring at you.

Cubby! You made it!

He's been following us
for two days.

Her mother was killed by poachers.

These things don't happen every day.
l'd say he's looking out for you.

l'd say he's looking out for food.
He's been eating dinner with us.

Come here, girl. Come on!

Some things you can only see
with an open heart.

Yeah. Or another box
of marshmallow pies.

Little Nanook.

ln the old days, we called him
''one who gives power.''

To touch him is a gift.
Don't throw it away.

Thanks. l won't forget
what you've done for us.

Sean.

Trust the bear.

Come on, Cubby.

Quincy Rescue, this is
2-3-4 Zulu, over.

I think I found something.

Some sort of camp.
I'm gonna take a look.

Poachers.

Sergeant, you better send
somebody up here.

They were poachers.
Sent me on a wild goose chase.

l'm heading back to Devil's Thumb.

Where does he think he's going?

Well, that's Devil's Thumb.

Hey.

l think he wants us to follow him.

Dad wouldn't have flown that way.

Maybe Cubby knows something we don't.

l know Dad's route
and how far he could've flown.

He has to be somewhere in
Devil's Thumb Pass, not up there.

No. We have to trust the bear.

Take her around.

-The poachers!
-Cubby!

No!

Cubby!

Morning, Sean. Jessie.

Small world, isn't it?

No! No!

Have a nice hike!

Take her up.

He's gone, Sean.
Those jerks took him away.

For no reason!

He didn't do anything wrong.

lt's not fair.

l just love this job!

One way or another, if you're
persistent, fortune smiles on you.

Koontz, how much tranquilizer
did you put in this dart?

-Four cc's.
-lt wasn't enough.

Set it down. l'll have
to dart him again.

Set it down!

Damn it!

Damn it!

Damn it!

-What do we do now?
-We keep going.

Mom would've wanted us to keep going.
Never give up. Never.

Can't you hear her?

Well, where do we go?

This way. We keep going where Cubby
was taking us.

-We have to. Come on.
-l can't climb anymore.

-l'm tired.
-Come on. l'll carry you if l have to.

You can make it, Jessie.

Jessie, look!

Look!

Dad!

Dad!

Daddy! Where are you?

Dad!

Dad!

Sean!

Dad!

Look!

-He's alive!
-Yes!

Sean!

Oh, my God.

Hold on, Dad!

-l'm going down.
-No, l'll go down.

-You can lower me. l'm lighter.
-No. Remember what happened last time?

Okay.

-On belay! Go for it, Sean.
-Just like ESPN.

Hold on a second.

Give me some slack, Jessie.

-Dad!
-Sean!

Dad, l'm coming out there for you.

Sean!

-No, get off the plane. lt's slipping!
-Dad, l'm gonna get you out of here!

-No, Sean, it's slipping.
-Jessie, give me some slack!

All right!

Here, tie this around your waist.

-Your ascenders--
-What?

The ascenders, these yellow things.
Clip them into your rope.

Hurry up, Dad!

Sean!

-l can't hold both of you!
-Sean, listen.

Clip on this ascender and climb.

Now, go.

Go!

Hurry!

Jessie, hang on! l'm coming up!

Climb! You can do it!

Climb! You can do it!

Hang on!

No!

-Jessie!
-Sean!

Hang on!

-Jessie, hang on!
-Sean, help!

Sean, l can't hold--

lt's Cubby!

Sean, climb up!

Hurry!

Cubby!

-Are you okay?
-Yeah, l'm fine. Come on, pull!

Pull, Cubby, pull!

Pull!

Yeah, pull!

Pull the rope!
Come on, Cubby, pull the rope!

-That's it! Pull the rope, Cubby!
-Pull harder!

ln sync, Jessie. One, two, one....

Try to climb up, Dad.

Pull, Cubby, pull!

l just wanna know one thing.

-What took you guys so long?
-Don't ask.

Dad, before you left l said that l--

Don't worry.

l didn't hear a thing.

What the...?

lt's either a polar bear
or the whitest dog l've ever seen.

lt's a dog, Dad. Can we keep him?

-Whoa, Sean, better let me do that.
-Dad, this is nothing.

Whoa.

Quincy, l got a flare here.

About five miles west
of Devil's Thumb.

All right, he says he's got a flare
five miles west of Devil's Thumb.

Charlie, over here!

lt's Charlie!

Oh, my God.

You guys ain't gonna believe this.
lt's them! Jake and the kids!

Sean and Jessie found him!
They rescued him!

You have got to be kidding!

Charlie!

lt's 1 0 or 1 2 days to the nearest
road, you know that?

You had to keep on with the bear.

lf you'd listened to me....
But, oh, no, you knew.

What did l say to you
at the time, huh?

l said that animal would be easier
to handle skinned, cleaned and folded.

True enough, Mr. Koontz.
So would you.

Hey, Charlie...

...set her down over that ridge.

Go on, Cubby. Go on, get out of here.

Thattagirl.

Goodbye, Cubby.

l love you.

Go on. Get out of here.

Go on, you're free.

Wait.

Thanks for helping me find my way.

Let's go home, Dad.