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(slow rumbling)

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(person cries out)

(person groans)

(truck door slams)

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(truck door slams)

(person speaking in foreign language)

- [Juan] Who tipped off the DEA?

(gun fires)

(person screams)

Can you feel my pain, amigo?

- [Speaker] I don't know anything, please.

- Are you sure?

Because a little bird told me a different story.

Loyalty.

Loyalty, and a pound of flesh,

that's all I ask.

I'm a fair man, so I offer you a choice.

- I'm loyal, jefe, please.

- Oh, I know, I know.

When you present a hand to me,

then you prove your loyalty.

- Oh, god.

(slow music continues)

(slow orchestral music)

- Ah.

Where is my shipment?

- Please.

I don't know anything, I swear.

- Oh, oh, okay.

- [Speaker] No!

- No, (laughs) no.

(person screams)

(slow rock music)

♪ In a past life, I was an angry man ♪

♪ Trying to stay alive, trying to understand ♪

♪ A red man running in the midnight sun ♪

♪ Getting chased by whites and Mexicans ♪

(slow rock music continues)

(slow music)

- Good hunt.

- Shit, did she wake you?

- I always wake up whenever you leave.

- I gotta get going.

- My family will come around.

We left for good reason, but we're back.

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- Go back to bed, okay?

It's too early to talk about this shit.

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(slow rhythmic music)

(door clicks)

(truck engine revs)

(slow rock music)

♪ Forgive and remember, but never forget ♪

♪ How I died and how I lived

♪ Wanted to love but killing everyone ♪

♪ Red man running in the midnight sun ♪

♪ Red man running in the midnight sun ♪

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(truck engine rumbles)

- [Trish] What's up, fucker?

- Looking around, selling this shit.

- You ready to take it to the next level?

- [Donny] Hell, yeah.

- That's the right answer, Donny.

- Keep this up, kid, you're gonna be a man around town.

You're gonna be somebody.

- Why couldn't your perfect husband drive

you into town today?

- He had to leave early to provide for his family, Wayne,

something you may not be familiar with.

- Well, at least I don't have an accidental family.

- That's the problem with you and Dad,

is you're so fucking self-absorbed.

You can only see Jenny as an accident.

To us, she is a blessing, and if you were any kind of man,

you would stand up and see that, too.

She'd love you as an uncle, Wayne.

Now you're nothing but a stranger.

Get it through your thick skulls.

We didn't run away, he didn't take me away.

You all drove us away.

- You know what, how about you catch a bus into town?

I don't need this bullshit.

- That right there is about a quarter ounce.

Can you move it?

- Yeah.

- Good, so where you heading?

- Down to the old deserted mining town near the rez.

It was payday yesterday, so.

(Trish spits)

- Get in.

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- [Wayne] What the hell, is that Donny?

(truck engine revs)

(slow music continues)

Let's find out.

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(truck screeches)

- Forget something?

- [Donny] I wonder if it's this.

See you later.

(Trish spits)

- See you later, pecker head.

(truck door slams)

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I don't fucking trust that kid.

- Better keep an eye on him.

(slow music continues)

(truck engine revs)

- [Rachel] Do you think he is-

- If you hadn't married that white guy,

you'd still have the common sense

and the wisdom that runs in the family.

- Don't bring Craig into this.

- Have you become blind?

- Not now, Wayne.

Just pull up over there.

I'm gonna get him in this truck

if I had to drag his ass in here myself.

(truck engine revs)

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(slow music continues)

(Donny sighs)

(truck door slams)

Donny!

In the truck.

- Beat it, you little bastards!

(truck engine rumbles)

(slow ominous music)

- What the hell's going on here?

- [Luke] What?

- It looks like someone's fucking with our boy.

(truck door slams)

- Do we have to do this?

- Yes, we definitely gotta do this.

That shit killed your dad and it's going to kill you.

You do realize they're cutting

that shit with fentanyl, right?

- I'm just trying to keep us fed.

- What happened to the money I gave you?

- I gave it to Mom.

(Wayne sighs)

- I can only imagine where she spent that.

- Jail or dead.

That's gonna be your future.

- Jail, (scoffs) the cops can't touch me.

Besides, we all gotta die sometime.

- You won't be so brave when death comes.

What about all the people you hurt, hmm?

How does that play on your spirit?

- I ain't hurt nobody.

What they do is their choice.

Besides, I don't even believe

in that old-school spirit bullshit anyways.

- Bullshit?

- This whole fucking town's bullshit.

One day, I'm gonna hit it big,

get out of here, real fucking soon.

(slow ambient music)

(person roars)

(Wayne sighs)

- We're here for you and we can help.

We'll do whatever it takes.

- You're here for me?

Help me?

Like you helped my dad?

This is my life, I'll do whatever I want.

- It's not just your life.

Nothing ever changes,

it's always the same shit dragging our people down.

Let's get him home and I'll stay over there,

check in on his mom, try and talk some sense into them.

- Like that ever worked.

- [Rachel] Well, I'm not giving up on them.

- Geez, like, why do you even give a shit?

- Because we're family.

And family sticks together,

no matter what.

(truck engine revs)

- I say we need to teach that bitch not

to interfere with our business.

(truck engine rumbles)

(keys jingling)

(birds chirping)

- I have a feeling this is gonna take a while.

I'll have Craig pick me up on his way back tonight.

- Okay.

I got some shit to deal with.

- Promise me you won't start any trouble.

- We can beat this.

(truck door slams)

(truck engine revs)

(truck engine rumbles)

(slow ominous music)

(slow guitar music)

- Donny?

(Rachel knocks)

When are you expecting your mom home?

(door rattles)

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(phone vibrates)

Hey, how's the drive going?

- [Craig] I'm getting there.

- Can you swing by Cynthia's place

and pick me up on the way?

- [Craig] Really, what are you doing over there?

(Rachel sighs)

- It's a long story, I'll tell you when we get home.

(door bangs)

There's someone at the door, hang on.

Who is it?

I gotta get the door, sorry.

- [Craig] I'll see you in a bit.

- Donny, there's someone at the door.

(crickets chirping)

(owl hoots)

Who is it?

- [Trish] I'm here to see Donny.

- He's asleep.

- [Trish] I got something for him.

Can I give it to you?

- Just leave it on the step.

- [Trish] Yeah, see, I'm afraid someone will steal it.

(slow ominous music)

(door clicks)

(Rachel cries out)

- Knock knock. (laughs)

- [Trish] Come here.

- [Luke] Get her, Trish.

- You little bitch.

(Rachel groans)

(Rachel moans)

You want some more?

Get up, I'ma teach you to mind your own fucking business.

- [Luke] Ooh, (laughs) oh.

(Rachel whimpers)

(Rachel cries)

- You little bitch.

(Rachel cries out)

(Trish screams)

Fuck!

- No one hurts my sister.

(glass shatters)

(slow music)

You think you're strong, huh,

you think you're fucking strong?

I'll show you strong.

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- Holy shit, look, you fucking killed her!

- Just leave her, cops don't give a shit anyway.

- [Trish] Fuck.

- [Luke] Let's go, let's go.

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(truck engine rumbles)

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- Rachel?

Rachel?

What happened?

Fuck.

Call 911, son.

Call 911, pick up the fucking phone!

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Oh, baby.

No.

Please, please, please. (cries)

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No, no, no, stay with me, stay with me, stay with me.

Who did this?

Who did this?

Who did this!

- The Nortons.

- Who's the Nortons?

- I don't, I- I work for them.

- What do they look like, what do they drive?

- The girl, (stammers) she's got red hair.

The guy, he's bigger, he's bald, and he's,

he's got a red truck.

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(door slams)

- [Dispatcher] 911, what's your emergency?

911, what's your emergency?

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(door slams)

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- Sure you want to do that?

Stay in the truck, Craig, let's talk.

- DEA, what the hell is this?

I haven't seen you since your court-martial.

- Close the door.

It's not a request, Corporal.

(truck door slams)

(truck door slams)

- [Craig] What the fuck is this about?

- You and me, we want the same thing.

- Fuck this, there is two goddamn rednecks

in that bar right now that just murdered my wife.

All I want to do right now is crack some fucking skulls.

- I know, we've been following their every move.

I am truly sorry for your loss-

- You're sorry, you're sorry?

But you didn't fucking stop them?

- It happened too quickly.

We couldn't jeopardize our operation.

- Fuck this, man, I'm gonna go kill those motherfuckers.

- Hey, I can't let you do that, not just yet.

(Craig sniffs)

- They killed my wife.

You remember Rachel?

- I promise you, they will pay.

And if you don't like what I have to say,

then go ahead, crack some skulls.

You'll either end up in jail, or the cartel will kill you

and every one you have ever loved.

- Fuck!

- Work with me, Craig.

I am this close to busting

their smuggling operation wide open.

I just need to catch them red-handed with the next shipment.

- I can't fucking believe this, man.

What the fuck does this have to do with me?

- The cartel is run by a man named Juan Ruiz Del Valle.

He's planning a big drug drop in the Yukon sometime soon.

- I do not give a fuck about your operation, man.

You could have fucking had them for murder.

- I know, but then all the time and resources

we spent on trying to stop the cartel in Alaska,

it would have been wasted, and they will continue

to murder innocent people like Rachel.

Look, there is no one who knows the back country

between the Yukon and Alaska like you do.

- I still don't see what the fuck this has to do with me.

- Now, I've spent the last five years

infiltrating Del Valle's operation.

He has asked me to get the drugs

from the Yukon to Alaska, but I need a guide.

(Craig scoffs)

- You want me to help you mule their drugs into Alaska?

Fuck you.

- Del Valle left hiring crew up to Trish and Luke Norton,

but not without my final approval.

- Fuck.

You want me to go in there

and pretend like nothing fucking happened,

and you want me to work for them?

- I've turned down everyone they've said,

every single person they've suggested.

So you will go in there and you will convince them.

- Fuck me.

- And they will give me your name and I will approve you.

Look, they have already taken Rachel from you.

Do it for your daughter.

- Don't you fucking bring her into this!

- Don't risk losing her too, Craig.

(Craig sighs)

(slow rhythmic music)

- And if these Nortons,

they were to have an unfortunate accident?

- Once Del Valle's in custody,

anything can happen after that,

and you would have the full protection of the DEA if it did.

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- And I have your word?

- 100%, you and I, we should act like strangers

when we connect on the job.

(Craig sighs)

- A job.

That's all this is to you.

- Here.

You should switch with me.

- Fuck, fuck.

(slow country music)

(door clicks)

♪ What am I looking for

♪ Night after night (group quietly chattering)

♪ What do I want to see

(pool balls clattering)

♪ In every cold lover's eyes

- [Luke] Hurry up and miss.

- [Trish] Shut up, I'll kick your ass with one fucking arm.

(Trish and Luke talking quietly)

- [Luke] The white ball goes in, you scratched.

♪ A little tenderness (Trish speaking quietly)

♪ Hiding in the neon light

♪ Another honky-tonk

♪ Another lonely night

- What can I get you?

♪ One more road

- Okay.

♪ Trying to make it right

♪ Another

- You just let me know when you're done admiring yourself.

- Sorry.

Yeah, I got a lot on my mind.

Just give me a CT, would you?

(pool balls clattering)

♪ And a heartbroken sunrise

- [Trish] Gotta take a piss.

- Make sure to wipe, sis.

- Excuse me, you know her?

- Trish Norton, she's a regular.

Why, you got a thing for redheads?

- I'm married.

- Hey.

- What's she drinking?

- Same as you.

- Crack her one open, would you?

- [Bartender] Coming right up.

♪ You try to stick around

- Excuse me, you Trish Norton?

♪ Chase you with the memories

- Who's asking?

- Craig Winston.

- Yeah, I heard of you.

Someone mentioned you the other day.

- Small world, you want to join me for a beer?

- Me and my brother in the middle of a game.

- Yeah, I'll make it quick, I just got a question.

Besides, I- I already got you a beer.

♪ Just trying to make it right

- Make it quick.

- I used to be a smoke jumper, but fire season's over.

I do a lot of guiding and hunting.

I heard you and your crew,

you might be looking for some help.

- And what do you know about my crew?

- Just that you are in the import export business,

and you might be looking

for some help finding some remote shipping routes.

- Yeah, I heard you guided all over these parts.

You ever done any work across the border on the Yukon side?

- Started over there as a kid.

My grandfather's got a place up there up on Wellesley Lake.

- Yeah, your fucking grandfather stole

that land from our people.

I should have known you'd be friends

with these motherfucking- - Wait-

- [Wayne] White trash- (glass shatters)

Fuck.

(Luke grunts)

- Stay the fuck away from my nephew!

(pool cue clatters)

- [Luke] My turn, you fucking bitch.

- [Trish] Put it down, Francine,

if you know what's good for you.

- Fuck you!

- Get this piece of shit out of here.

(upbeat country song)

Why don't you do what you're paid to do

and get us another beer?

- Jesus, Trish.

- Now, where were we?

Oh, yeah, how far is that cabin from the Alaskan border?

- Cabin, maybe 50, 60 miles.

- Can you hike to it?

- It's the only way in and out, but it ain't easy,

unless you got a float plane.

- How long of a hike?

- I mean, it's pretty rugged terrain, so two, three days.

- Huh.

- You gonna keep trying to get laid,

or are you gonna come back over here

and finish this game so I can win some money?

- We're talking business.

- Oh, really?

- You take care of that piece of shit?

♪ I've been to the great wide

- Keep it to business, huh?

- Hey, think I might have something for you.

Do the air thing with your phone.

My name will come up as Trish the Dish.

Send me your contact info.

♪ I found the

- [Luke] What the hell was that about?

- [Trish] Just another piece of the puzzle, bro.

(bills rustling)

- [Craig] Just keep it.

♪ I'm on the move

♪ I've been

(door clicks)

(footsteps shuffling)

(footsteps continue shuffling)

- Just lay down-

- Get the fuck off me.

- You're a fucking mess, man.

Just let me get my truck.

(Wayne groans)

(Craig grunts)

(Wayne grunts)

(gravel rattles)

Relax, man.

(barrels rattling)

(Craig groans)

(Wayne grunts)

(slow ambient music)

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(Wayne roars)

(barrels rattling)

- [Wayne] You killed my sister!

- Pick up the phone, dial 911.

Who did this?

- The Nortons.

- Who's the Nortons?

(Wayne moans)

(Wayne screams)

It wasn't me.

- This is all on you, still.

You took her from us, her family.

- You know that's not true.

Why don't you think back on how you treated her,

how you treated us!

The only reason we came back here was

to give Jenny a chance to heal so she could have a family,

because that's all Rachel, your sister, ever wanted.

- No family of ours would have been drinking

with those motherfuckers.

- I had no choice!

Come on, man-

- Fuck off!

- You know what, enough of this shit.

Rachel always said you were too stubborn to listen.

(Wayne groans)

The girl I was sitting with was Trish Norton.

The big guy that attacked you is her brother, Luke,

and they were the ones-

- Say no more.

- It happened so fast, we couldn't jeopardize our operation.

(Wayne groans)

- Fuck this, I'm gonna go kill those motherfuckers.

- I can't let you do that, not yet.

- They killed my wife.

You remember Rachel.

(Wayne groans)

- The DEA agent forced you. (sighs)

- How could you know that?

- When you and I fought, I could see what you saw.

(Wayne sighs)

I know she fought hard to live

because of her love, her strong love

for you and her daughter, your daughter.

Rachel saw your true heart, and now I see it too.

(slow guitar music)

Take me home.

(slow guitar music continues)

(truck engine revs)

(truck door slams)

(Wayne knocks)

- The hell do you want?

(Wayne knocks)

(door creaks)

(Grant laughs)

(Wayne sighs)

What are they doing here?

- We need to talk. (sighs)

(birds chirping)

- Well, you wanted to talk, so talk.

But give me one good reason why these two are in my house.

(slow music)

(Grant gasps)

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(Wayne exhales)

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How?

- We can explain it later, it just-

- I wasn't talking to you.

Why?

I bet he had something to do with it.

- It's not his fault, let him speak.

I've seen it.

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- Donny was dealing drugs for some local pushers.

Rachel and Wayne, they caught him and they stopped him.

They found out somehow and they went to Donny's house.

Rachel was there. (sighs)

When I arrived,

when I arrived, she was.

- Well, (sighs) I don't suppose

the police were notified, were they?

- You know the police won't do nothing.

We went to the house and Donny has gone missing,

so that there's no witness for the cops to pin on anyone.

(slow music continues)

(Grant sighs)

(Grant cries)

(Grant sniffs)

- Oh.

All this time, just

gone, just wasted.

Gone forever.

- It is far past due for you

to get to know your granddaughter.

It never should have come to this.

But all I could hope for now is

that you will accept us as your family.

That's all Rachel ever wanted.

(Grant sighs)

- [Wayne] His heart is good, Dad.

(Grant cries)

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- Jenny.

I'm your grandpa.

(slow music continues)

- I must share my vision with Craig

so that we can avenge what has been done.

But you must be willing to have your spirit reborn.

- I'm willing.

- You must prepare your mind for it, or it will consume you.

(slow music continues)

- I'll do whatever it takes.

- We'll prepare the sweat.

We'll see how good his heart is.

(slow music continues)

(truck engine rumbles)

(slow ominous music)

(slow ominous music continues)

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- Let's make this quick.

I have a tee time in 20 minutes.

I am putting some serious trust in you two.

My uncle reminds me every day how much, actually,

two and a quarter million dollars, to be exact.

- We've got all the right people

to get your shipment across the border, so.

- Set up a meeting with that guide you recommended.

- If he approves, hire this new guide.

But you run every detail past Trent.

Do not disappoint me.

(car engine revs)

- Yeah, yeah.

(car engine rumbles)

- You remember all those stories your mom told you

about your grandma and your grandpa?

Now you're finally gonna get to know your grandpa.

(slow piano music)

Your Uncle Wayne and I, we have to leave for a few days,

and I need you to stay here with your grandpa, okay?

He's gonna tell you the most amazing stories

about your mother, things that I don't even know.

- But Daddy, I don't want you to go.

- I don't want to go, either, and I'm gonna miss you.

But I need you to do this for me, okay, sweetie?

(phone chirps)

(slow piano music continues)

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I'm not leaving yet.

Grandpa and your Uncle Wayne,

they need to teach me some things

in that funny little house out back.

- Can I come in the little funny house with you?

- I'm afraid not, sweetie.

I'm gonna be in there for a long time

and it's gonna get really hot.

You can spend the day with your cousins next door,

and I'll come back and I'll give you a big kiss

before I leave and say goodbye, okay?

(steam hisses) (slow drumming music)

(Wayne exhales)

(slow drumming music continues)

- Control your breathing.

Endure the heat.

Allow your mind to see naturally what comes to it.

- Every breath becomes a dream,

and each dream becomes a journey.

(Craig grunts)

(slow drumming music continues)

(Craig hyperventilates)

- Don't fight it, brother, don't fight it.

- I can't breathe.

- [Wayne] Breathe through your mouth,

breathe through your mouth.

(Craig roars)

Let it out, let it out, and you'll see.

(Craig roars)

(Craig moans)

- [Craig] Pick up the fucking phone!

(Craig grunts)

- [Wayne] The warrior.

- This will be our connection.

It is an unbreakable circle of energy.

All things, the past, the present, the future all coexist

within a circle, as it has always been.

(Craig grunts)

- You're so stubborn.

(Grant laughs)

- What-

- I didn't talk about it.

(slow drumming music continues)

Hey, are you there?

Still hear me back there?

Come back, there you go, hi, Craig.

(slow drumming music continues)

Hey, wake up.

Craig, are you okay?

Are you okay?

- I saw-

- It'll be okay.

It'll be okay.

(slow music)

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- I saw things I possibly couldn't have known.

- From now on, you'll only see the truth in others.

- [Craig] Yeah.

- Thank you.

Now I have two sons.

You walk the good path.

(slow music continues)

(slow rumbling)

(footsteps pattering)

- I understand.

(slow music)

- So I'm thinking the rest

of our crew will meet us at the airstrip.

We'll be in the air for just over an hour

before dropping to Wellesley Lake around here.

About time.

This here's Craig, he's the guide I told you about,

who knows this country like the back of his hands.

- I'm not here to make friends.

I'm babysitting a job for our employer.

All I need to know is everyone here can carry

their own fucking weight, literally, got it?

- Yeah, we get it.

(lighter clicks)

- Craig, show 'em our route.

- It's approximately 30 miles west

of the White Snake Head River,

then another 10 miles south, and then west again,

and then finally the last five to the logging road

for the cargo handoff.

- And why the fuck would we go all this extra distance south

when we can just head west to the border?

- The border, that line that you're so afraid to cross,

it's imaginary, but there are things out there

that are not, and they are far more dangerous.

- I don't give a fuck about what you're afraid of.

Your job is to guide us from point fucking A

to point B, fastest route possible, so we're gonna go west.

- This is the Nahaka Valley.

This land is protected.

They say that many men have entered here and never returned.

They say that death is there for those who trespass.

I say we go around, less trouble that way.

- Screw that, it's gonna cost us too much time.

I'm not worried about any goddamn trouble

'cause we're gonna be heavily armed.

- Well, like I said, this land is protected.

There are rules.

- The only fucking rules are the ones I make.

Is this guy gonna be a problem?

- No, we're all good.

Those are just a bunch of bullshit stories locals make up

when they get piss drunk, right, Craig?

- Yeah.

Yeah, he's the boss.

(owl hoots)

(wings flapping)

(Trent sighs)

- Get some sleep, tomorrow's gonna be a bitch.

- What's wrong with you?

Tell me.

(airplane engines roaring)

(slow rhythmic music)

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(water splashes)

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(water splashes)

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(bird caws)

- Set it down here.

You got your weapons, let's break off into pairs,

secure the perimeter.

Craig, you'll be with me, we'll find the cabin.

Trish, Luke, you go head west.

Nathan, Mike, you head east.

Keep your radios on, circle back in 20 minutes.

(slow ominous music)

(slow ominous music continues)

- Watch this, sis.

(gun fires)

(Luke laughs)

- Alpha two, alpha three, who's firing?

Repeat, alpha two, alpha three, who is firing?

- What the fuck does he want?

- Shit, I can't remember this military shit.

Are we, are we alpha two or alpha three?

- He said we're alpha two, give me that.

Eh, this is alpha two.

Luke was just doing a little target practice, no big deal.

Moron.

(Luke laughs)

- Man, you should see how these full auto sons of bitches

tear the shit out of Bugs Bunny. (laughs)

- You fucking moron, do not fire

that weapon unless it's life or death, do you hear me?

- Who the hell is he calling a moron, hmm?

- [Trent] Do you copy?

- Just copy him, or he's gonna get more pissed.

- The fucking douche bag.

Copy, copy, copy.

- Alpha three, do you copy?

- [Nathan] Yeah, go for alpha three.

- About goddamn time, answer your radio.

Rendezvous back at the cargo stash point in 15 minutes.

- I was not shooting so I didn't figure we needed to answer,

but yeah, copy, we're on our way.

Asshole.

- I'm gonna die a slow, painful death

'cause of these dumb idiots.

(slow ominous music)

(slow ominous music continues)

Hey.

- What?

- Hey, shit for brains, the idea is

to get the product across the border

without drawing attention to ourselves.

- Spoiler alert, we're in the middle of nowhere!

If anyone did hear anything, they'd think it was hunters.

- Hear this, next time, you're gonna have

that gun shoved up your ass by yours truly

if you don't keep your finger off that fucking trigger.

(Trish laughs)

- Oh, yeah?

- You got something to say?

- Hey, easy, cowboy.

- Fucking wannabe GI Joe.

(rapid drumming music)

(rapid drumming music continues)

(slow ambient music)

(slow music)

- Welcome, my sister.

How may I honor your spirit?

- Leave my killer for me.

- It shall be as you wish.

(slow drumming music)

(rapid drumming music)

(animal roars)

(animals snarling)

(rapid drumming music continues)

(animal roars)

(rapid drumming music continues)

(bird trills)

(group quietly chattering)

- Listen up, Craig and I'll go over the trail once more.

You four head down to the lake,

make sure the cargo's distributed between the packs evenly.

Off you go.

(slow music)

Listen, I know I'm going hard on you here,

but we can't have anyone being suspicious.

You're doing great, Craig.

(gun fires)

(people grunting)

(gun fires)

(explosion rumbles)

(gun fires)

(helicopter blades whirring)

(slow music)

You okay?

- Yeah, I just

can't wait for them to get

what's coming to them, that's all.

- You keep that shit to yourself.

Let's get going, got a lot of miles to cover.

(animal growls)

(slow music)

We figured out how much distance

we need to cover before nightfall, so finish loading up.

Hey, Mike, go up to the cabin for me, fuck it up.

Make it look like we were never there.

- Copy that.

- Everything good here?

- Yes, sir.

- Come on, pick up the pace.

You throw like a fucking girl.

- I'm just kidding.

- I'll kick your ass.

(door creaks)

(door slams)

(animal growls)

(gun fires)

- What is up with you trigger-happy motherfuckers?

Mike, what the fuck are you shooting at?

Goddammit, Mike, answer your radio.

Mike, answer your radio.

What were you shooting at?

Mike!

(door clicks)

Craig, go see what he's shooting at.

Yeah, you, go.

What is up with you guys?

(walkie talkie mumbles)

Mike, repeat, what? (walkie talkie mumbles)

- [Mike] Help, I need some help!

- You got cut off, Mike, please repeat.

(Mike mumbles)

Jesus.

Nathan, Trish, go help Craig,

see what that asshole's talking about.

- Watch your ass, huh?

What the hell was that?

- Maybe he found another bunny.

(slow dramatic music)

(slow dramatic music continues)

- What the hell?

(gun fires)

(Nathan cries out)

(Nathan groans)

(gun fires)

(Mike yells)

- Hold your fire, hold your goddamn fire, stop shooting!

(gun clicks)

(Nathan groans)

(slow music)

- What the fuck?

- [Trent] What the hell happened?

- Stupid asshole was shooting at us, he's crazy!

- Stay here.

(slow music continues)

(bird caws)

- [Mike] Goddamn bird.

(slow music continues)

(slow music continues)

(Mike cries out)

(Nathan groans)

(slow drumming music)

(slow drumming music continues)

- What the fuck did you do?

Put your weapon down, put it down!

Now move back.

- I found him like this.

- You found him like this, my ass.

We said no accidents 'til we get this blow out of here.

We made a deal!

- Look at his wounds.

I have nothing on me that could have made those.

It must have been an animal.

- Oh, fuck.

All right, you are on watch,

and that's our story, it was a bear.

Now you're packing his load out of here.

Back to the others, move!

(Nathan groans)

- [Trish] It'll be all right, just keep breathing.

- Where is that stupid motherfucker?

I ought to kill him.

- He's dead.

- Dead, dead from what?

- [Trent] Bear attack.

- Well, did he fucking shoot it?

- Got wounded and ran off.

- Well, we gotta track it down and finish it off.

- Yeah, yeah, he's right.

A wounded, pissed off bear is dangerous as fuck.

- We don't have time for that bullshit.

We piss off a certain cartel boss, and then we're all dead.

Look, Luke, you go down to the lake,

bring up all the packs.

Take this fucker with you.

Keep an eye on him, I'll explain later.

(door bangs)

(Nathan groans)

Fix him up.

(crickets chirping)

(owl hoots)

(fire crackles)

- Well, we're in one hell of a mess now.

It's two less mules to pack that blow out of here.

- Don't start telling me the obvious.

I've been cleaning up your mess ever

since we started this operation.

- [Luke] So what are we gonna do about it?

- We're gonna split Mike and Nathan's share

between the rest of us, 55 kilos each.

Nathan's gonna do his best to walk out of here,

but if he slows us down, we leave him behind.

- You think Trish can handle 55 kilos?

- The job just got harder.

She'll have to deal, same with Nathan.

You know how it goes.

From here on out, it's keep up or die.

(fire crackles)

(Luke spits)

(animal growls)

(crickets chirping)

(crickets continue chirping)

- Where the hell is Trent?

- At this point, I could give a shit.

- Hopefully he decided to change his mind,

track down that bear.

- Oh, goddammit, I just got that bleeding stopped.

Now you've gone and done and opened it back up again.

(gun clicks)

Where the hell you going?

- I gotta piss, you want to join me?

- Yeah, I bet you'd like me to hold it for you, too.

Luke, go with him.

Well, who the hell else is gonna keep an eye on him,

peg leg Nathan here?

(chair creaks)

(door slams)

- You move when I tell you to move, now move.

(Nathan groans)

- [Trish] Lay back down, stupid idiot.

(door creaks)

- Hurry up and take your piss.

(animal growls)

(Luke grunts)

(Luke coughs)

(Craig grunts)

(gun fires)

(Luke coughs)

- [Luke] Fuck.

- Well, you done gone and screwed that up, didn't you?

(Luke spits)

- [Luke] Fuck you.

- Oh, shit.

- That motherfucker.

Dammit!

(Luke coughs)

- Huh.

(Luke coughs)

- Hey, what do you think the odds are

of me making it out of here?

- That depends who you're dealing with.

If it were up to me, I'd just shoot you

and put you out of your misery.

- I love you, too.

- She's got a point.

- But if you're dealing with someone

who actually gives a shit,

(Nathan groans)

they just might leave you here

for the two, three days it'll take to hike out,

leave you enough food and water

and send a chopper for you once we're out.

And that person will probably try to even convince Trent

to go for that plan.

Otherwise you'll bleed to death trying

to make it out of here.

- Aw, you do care. (groans)

- You're already weak.

If you slow us down,

you know what he'll do.

(fire crackles)

(crickets chirping)

Don't go anywhere.

(Nathan groans)

- [Nathan] Fuck.

(slow music)

(animal yowls)

(slow music continues)

(slow music continues)

(slow choral music)

(slow choral music continues)

- Rachel.

Is that really you?

How can this be?

- Yes, my love, it's really me.

- [Craig] How, how, how can this be?

- There's no time to explain.

Wayne is on his way here.

The protectors of the land will be with you always.

I will see you again.

- Wait.

(slow music)

(slow music continues)

Come back.

(slow music continues)

- Listen to me, this fucking deal has gone sideways.

- Yeah, no shit, Sherlock.

Look at this mess.

- No, I'm talking about that fucking Trent and the Mexicans.

I think they're aiming to kill us all.

If we're gonna survive,

we gotta peel out of here tonight, just you and me.

- Shut up.

Those cartel sons of bitches will kill us the minute

we got back.

- We make it out with as much blow as we can carry,

hide out, lay low, then cash in once things cool down,

disappear, then start over.

(slow ambient music)

- Listen to me, that Nazi Trent bastard will catch up

to us on the way out and then kill us for sure.

- When it's my watch, I'll kill him

and put Nathan out of his misery here.

- [Nathan] Hey, what the fuck are

you two whispering about over there?

- It's a none of your goddamn business kind of thing,

you nosy asshole.

- Yeah, shut the hell up.

(gun clicks)

- You gonna shoot me, you little weasel, huh?

(slow ambient music)

- [Trent] What the?

(gun fires)

- What the hell is that?

(gun fires)

(gun fires)

(slow ominous music)

(Trent cries out)

(slow ominous music continues)

- What the fuck is going on?

I just saw your dead wife and now you.

What fucking game are you playing?

- Believe me, this is no game.

The spirit of my wife, she's returned.

(slow dramatic music)

(Craig grunts)

- What the hell's going on out there?

(Trent grunts)

(slow dramatic music continues)

(both grunting)

(slow dramatic music continues)

- Drop it, drop it now!

Put it down slowly.

Now, what the fuck is going on?

- There'll be more.

They won't stop coming.

- Drop the fucking charade or I'll drop you.

Was that attack by another tribe?

- No.

(slow dramatic music)

(animal roars)

(group cries out)

(slow dramatic music continues)

(animal growls)

- You and me, we were supposed

to put these fuckers away together.

Your fucking friends think they can come here,

hijack the coke, and take over?

- They don't want your drugs.

They want your blood.

(animal roars)

(Trish whimpers)

(animal growls)

- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

What is it?

- [Trish] I don't know. (screams)

- Holy shit, did you see that?

That was some kind of half-man, half-animal creature.

(slow dramatic music)

Hey, hey, don't you fucking leave me here!

(Trish cries out)

(Trish screams)

(animal roars)

(slow knocking)

(slow creaking)

Who's there?

Luke?

You back?

(Nathan whimpers)

Oh, fuck.

Oh, shit.

(Nathan pants)

(slow creaking)

Fuck! (cries)

(slow thudding)

(Nathan thuds) (Nathan cries out)

Fuck! (grunts)

(gun clicks)

(animal growls)

(gun fires)

Take that, motherfucker!

(gun fires)

(Nathan pants)

(animal growls)

Oh, shit. (whimpers)

(slow creaking)

(animal growls)

(gun fires)

(animal roars)

(gun fires)

(animal growls)

(gun fires)

(Nathan pants)

Fuck.

Fuck me- me. (cries)

(animal roars)

(slow dramatic music)

(animal roars)

(slow dramatic music continues)

- Trish!

(Luke pants)

(rain patters)

What the hell?

(slow music)

(Luke gasps)

Trish.

(slow dramatic music)

Trish.

(animal growls)

(gun fires)

(slow drumming music)

- What the hell?

(slow drumming music continues)

(slow ominous music)

Jesus.

We're leaving, now.

(ominous orchestral music)

(fire crackles)

(bird caws)

(ominous orchestral music continues)

(animal growls)

(gun fires)

(sword clinks)

(slow music)

(animal roars)

(ominous orchestral music)

(ominous orchestral music continues)

(animal growls)

(ominous orchestral music continues)

(fire crackles)

(ominous orchestral music continues)

(ominous orchestral music continues)

(ominous orchestral music continues)

(ominous orchestral music continues)

- What the fuck? (groans)

(ominous orchestral music continues)

What the fuck are you doing?

(ominous orchestral music)

What are you? (grunts)

Let me down, (grunts) let me down.

Oh, this can't be real, this can't be real.

- Were the crimes and the atrocities

that you inflicted on my people not real?

It's your greed and your conquest for power

that brought you to this reality.

- I'm the fucking DEA, you asshole.

I'm trying to help your people.

- Your heart is evil.

My brother foresaw your twisted plan to help my people.

(animal roars)

- Fuck, what are you?

What is this?

Craig, get me down!

What are you doing?

Craig, help, cut me down!

(Trent yells)

Craig, Craig, stop them.

No, no, no, no.

Let me down! (yells)

(Trent continues yelling)

(slow dramatic music)

(slow dramatic music continues)

(fire crackles)

(birds chirping)

(birds continue chirping)

(slow guitar music)

(slow guitar music continues)

- The spirits are pleased, but we're not done.

(Craig sighs)

- You're right, the cartel will just replace them.

- You must lure the cartel leader here,

where we can combine the strength of our spirits.

Only you can do that.

- They'll kill me the moment

they see I don't have their drugs.

- I will watch over you.

(upbeat music)

(upbeat music continues)

(truck engine rumbles)

(slow music)

(truck door slams)

(bird caws)

(Juan sighs)

(truck door slams)

- It appears your little expedition did not go

exactly as planned.

- Look, I think he-

- Shut up, this has been a very, very long and boring drive.

So I hope you have used your time wisely,

and now I hope you choose your words very, very carefully.

And if you begin with anything else other

than telling me exactly where my shipment is,

you will have another fucking hole in your head,

and start talking because I am not patient.

- Your cocaine is stashed near a small cabin

where you first dropped in.

- Oh.

Bien.

You're not so stupid after all.

This shipment was my number one priority.

Tell me why it is not here.

- We were about to move out

when we were ambushed by a Native gang.

They killed everyone else and they dumped me here.

They have a message for you.

- A message for me?

What, that they all want to die,

and their families, as well?

- They intend to take

over all the drug trafficking in Alaska.

(group laughs)

They mean business.

- Yeah.

- Okay.

They want to go to war, I'll take them to war.

(slow rhythmic music)

- Hmm, and how do we know the cocaine is even there?

How do we know it's not a trap?

- And if the coke is not there,

we torture each and every single one of them.

- Starting with this one.

- I'm the only one who could show you.

I'm the only one who knows where it is.

(slow rhythmic music continues)

(gun clicks)

(slow rhythmic music continues)

- Hey, you're gonna show me where the cabin is.

(Craig sighs)

Where's the fucking cabin!

- I'm not sure that's in my best interest.

(slow dramatic music)

(slow dramatic music continues)

(slow dramatic music continues)

(airplane engines roaring)

- How far from here?

- About another 30 minutes.

- Well, walk faster.

(bird caws)

(fire crackles)

- They approach.

- He has done well.

(foliage rustles)

- There it is, just up ahead.

- It's time.

(birds chirping)

(slow drumming music)

(slow drumming music continues)

- That's you, now walk.

(footsteps pattering)

(Craig sighs)

Walk or die.

(footsteps pattering)

(fire crackles)

(foliage rustling)

(gun clicks)

(fire crackles)

(gun rattles)

(fire crackles)

(birds chirping)

(slow music)

(slow music continues)

(slow music continues)

(people speaking in foreign language)

(slow music continues)

(gun rattles)

(slow music continues)

(slow music continues)

(slow music continues)

(slow music continues)

(slow music continues)

(slow music continues)

(slow music continues)

- Don't come over there.

(slow music continues)

(slow music continues)

(slow music continues)

(animal roars)

(guns firing)

(animal growls)

(Carlos cries out)

(guns firing)

(guns continue firing)

(dramatic rhythmic music)

(animal snarls)

(gun fires)

(dramatic rhythmic music continues)

(animal roars)

(animal roars)

(slow rhythmic music continues)

(gun fires)

(both grunting)

(animal roars)

(gun fires)

(animal roars) (slow music)

(gun fires)

(guns firing)

(Craig cries out)

(gun fires)

(slow music continues)

(animal roars)

(gun fires) (person screams)

(Craig groans)

(animal roars)

(slow orchestral music)

(slow orchestral music continues)

(gun fires)

(animal roars)

(person screams)

(gun clicks)

(slow dramatic music)

(animal roars)

(Juan groans)

(slow dramatic music continues)

(fire crackles)

(slow music)

(person roars)

(slow music continues)

(slow music continues)

(slow music continues)

(Craig cries)

(crickets chirping)

(slow music)

(birds chirping)

(slow music continues)

(slow music continues)

- We've won a great victory, but at an even greater cost.

We call upon the ancestors to join us

in this ongoing battle.

- You must remember her victories and sacrifices,

and tell them to the younger generation.

- Will she ever come back to me?

- No, but her family will carry the puma spirit

within them always.

(slow orchestral music)

(slow orchestral music continues)

(Craig exhales)

(slow rumbling)

(slow orchestral music continues)

(slow orchestral music continues)

(slow orchestral music continues)

(slow orchestral music continues)

(slow orchestral music continues)

(Jenny laughs)

(Rachel shouts)

- [Rachel] Get Dad!

(slow orchestral music continues)

(slow orchestral music continues)

(slow orchestral music continues)

(slow orchestral music continues)

(slow orchestral music continues)

(slow orchestral music continues)

(fire crackles)

(crickets chirping)

(wolf howls)

(foliage rustles)

(wolf howls)

(bird caws)

(wolves panting)

(wolf howls)

(wolf growls)

(Donny whimpers)

(arrow whizzes)

- Damn!

Ah!

Oh, fuck.

(arrow whizzes)

(Donny cries out)

Fuck.

(Wayne growls)

- Rachel would still be alive if you'd heeded warning.

Now you must be held responsible. (growls)

(Donny cries out)

(Donny pants)

(dog barks)

(Wayne sighs)

(clothing rustles)

(silverware clatters)

(door clicks)

(gasoline splashes)

(Donny sighs)

(trashcan rattles)

(gasoline splashes)

(fire crackles)

(fire continues crackling)

You had a visitor, didn't you?

Trust me, Donny, I'm the only one that can help you.

We need to help each other.

Now you have to come back to the family.

- But once the Nortons find me, I'm fucking dead, man.

- Trust me, they won't be back.

I want to share something with you.

(truck engine rumbles)

All right.

(truck door slams)

- [Craig] You're too fast.

- Hey.

(Craig cheers)

- Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on.

- Hey.

Just remember, everybody loves you here.

Okay?

Now go ahead and I'll call you.

(bird caws)

- [Wayne] Come here.

- Tag.

- Oh, gotcha.

- All righty, then, who's hungry?

- Race you.

- [Wayne] Nice, we can eat, finally.

- No fair, you're bigger.

- [Donny] I'm gonna eat 'em all.

- No, ladies first, right?

(puma growls)

All right, that's enough playing.

Come on, sit down and we'll have something to eat.

This was given to me by an old friend.

He said to give it to you when you're ready.

(slow rock music)

You're ready.

- Thank you, Grandpa.

(slow rock music continues)

- [Wayne] We will speak the stories

of our ancestors' bravery and their sacrifices

to our young people, and in this way,

carry their spirits within us forever.

(rock music continues)