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-Hello?

Are you okay?

Hey, you need help?

- What makes you trust a car insurance company?

A talking animal?

A talking carrot?

What about when a company's customer...

Oh my god.

You scared the hell out of me.

You shouldn't be standing in the middle of the road.

All in your gear. I could have easily hit you.

Elk season doesn't start until next week.

Why are you out here anyway, huh?

You out here all alone?

-Dale said I...

I can't talk to you.

-Who's Dale?

He here with you?

- Well that depends on who's askin'.

I told him to stay off

the access road 20 times last season.

Didn't I, Skeeter?

He ain't much for listening but...

...he's an ace with that crossbow.

-You doing a little hunting?

-No, no, ma'am. Just a little scouting is all.

-Good.

Because I should remind you that hunting off-season

is a criminal offense.

-No, we would never do anything like that.

We're uh, conservationists.

-Hmm.

-Well this...

...is for, uh, self-protection.

You can never be too careful out here in the woods.

There's a lot of...

...sick people out here.

-Now, see, right now you're making an assumption.

Last I checked, there's no law against us

testing out our gear.

-Try not to kill anything until next week.

Yeah, right.

Go on.

Get!

Ranger.

-Oh! Hey there, you must be Billy.

- I'm... - Late.

-Melissa. I'm really sorry about that.

I got caught up.

- Yeah, Captain Edgewood isn't big on excuses.

Try and be on time while you're out here

unless you like getting chewed out.

Everything you need to know is on the table.

It isn't rocket science.

-Yeah, I was kind of hoping since I'm going to be

out here I would have some time.

It's a long shift.

You basically do about six minutes of actual work per day,

so you got time to do whatever you want.

Just don't piss Edgewood off,

or try not to anyway.

The hardest part is not going crazy.

I mean, you'll definitely go a little crazy,

but try and keep yourself occupied.

You'd not believe the shit you start seeing out here

after a whole month alone.

Keys.

-Oh, sorry, yeah.

-So, supply drop comes once a week.

Your first one showed up a couple of days ago.

Oh, and there's a sink, but no running water.

-Thanks.

Thanks, Billy.

Shit!

- Ranger Weston!

-Yes, sir?

- Well, shit indeed I'm very relieved

to hear your voice, Ranger.

When 9 a.m. came and went, I assumed

something truly apocalyptic must have happened to you

to miss your very first check-in

on your very first day of your very first tower shift.

-I'm sorry, sir.

The battery was dead and the backup generator was empty.

- The kind of individual that excels

in your position is a proactive professional

who checks their equipment well in advance of needing it.

-I'm sorry, sir.

- It's your first day so we'll chalk it up to you

being momentarily overwhelmed

by the significant responsibility

that has been placed upon your shoulders

for the next 30 days.

-I'm sorry, sir.

- I don't want a sorry Ranger ,

I want a competent Ranger.

Understood?

-Yes, sir.

- Are you going to do your job now

or are you waiting for an invitation?

-Sorry, sir. Yes. I mean I'm on it.

This is Lantern Ridge Lookout Tower.

It's approximately 9:05 a.m.

Visibility is--

Jesus!

Are you still with us?

Or has the good Lord come to take you away?

-No sir. I--

A bird just flew into the window.

I think it's dead.

- Bury it so it doesn't attract other animals.

-Yes, sir.

Visibility at Lantern Ridge Lookout Tower is clear.

10-11 miles.

Copy. Five p.m. sharp.

- If that's convenient for you. -Yes, sir.

It is, sir.

- Don't forget to bury the bird.

This is Lantern Ridge Lookout Tower for station.

- Go for station.

-Lantern Ridge Lookout Tower.

Five p.m.

Visibility clear.

8-9 miles.

- Copy.

- Blue Mountain for Lantern Ridge.

Lantern Ridge, come in.

-Go for Lantern Ridge.

Go to channel 12 .

Edgewood doesn't like

unofficial chatter on official channels.

- All right. Welcome to Blue Mountain ,

Ranger Weston. I can't tell you

how happy I am to hear a new voice.

- It's been a long while. -Thanks.

Roy, right?

- Yeah.

-Trouble in paradise?

- Yes and yes.

I'm sure you saw it for yourself

when you got there.

You met Billy, right?

-Sort of.

I've never met anyone who ran down

a flight of stairs as fast as he did.

- Oh, yeah.

He was counting down the minutes.

This isn't a good job for someone

who can't remember what it's like

to go 30 seconds without a phone in their hand.

-Oh, come on.

We're not all lost causes.

- Oh, good. This is good.

Whew!

After a month of only talking to Billy and the captain,

I'm ready to talk to a real human being.

-Wait, shouldn't you be going home soon?

- No, not for another two months.

I may be old but I'm hardcore.

Three shifts in a row.

Every fire season.

-Wow, I don't know if I should be impressed

or worried about you.

- Uh... probably both.

Everyone used to fight over tower duty

but now it's a struggle

to get enough volunteers to fill the schedule.

There's nowhere else I'd rather be.

-Well, you and I have something in common, Roy.

Because I volunteered to take the shift too.

- Wow. I'll be damned.

Maybe there's hope for your generation after all.

So you out here to chase or to run?

-What do you mean?

- I mean, the way I see it

there are only two kinds of rangers

who volunteer for a tower shift.

The kind who are chasing something

and the kind who are running from something.

Which one... Which one are you?

Wait, wait. Actually don't tell me yet.

It'll give us something to talk about tomorrow.

It was a pleasure to meet you, Melissa.

-The pleasure was all mine, Roy.

- You have yourself a peaceful

and pleasant evening.

-You too.

-Lantern Ridge Lookout Tower for Station.

- Go for station.

-Lantern Ridge Lookout Tower.

It's 9 a.m.

Visibility is clear.

Approximately 18 miles.

- Copy.

-Good morning to you too.

Oh my god!

Are you okay?

-I don't have it.

I don't have it.

-What happened?

-I don't have it.

-You don't have what?

-I don't have it.

- Oh my god.

Your legs!

Oh!

- Look, you are burned very badly.

You need medical attention.

You are not going to get that out here.

You're in shock right now and pretty soon

you're not going to be able to walk.

It's okay.

Look at me. It's okay.

-My tower is a bit of a walk.

But we're going to get there together just you and me, okay?

Nice and slow, I promise.

Okay?

Nice and slow.

We're going to take a deep breath in together

at the same time. Ready?

And let it out.

Good. What's your name?

-Miss Conley.

-Melissa.

Come on, let's get out of here.

Gotcha.

Okay.

Right there.

We're just going to walk right around here, okay?

There you go.

There you go. You got it.

Okay, we're going to sit right here, okay?

I'm going to help you.

Got it.

Oh yeah, there you go.

Okay.

I'm going to go try to call for some help, okay?

And try to find something to soothe these burns.

-I don't have it.

I don't have it.

-Okay.

-I don't have it.

-Okay, just stay here I'll be right back.

- Oh, shit!

Lantern Ridge Lookout Tower for Station.

Lantern Ridge Lookout Tower for Station.

It's an emergency.

- This is station. What's your emergency?

-I found an injured hiker.

She has severe burns on her legs.

She needs emergency medical attention.

She's in shock.

- Copy. Is the fire still burning?

-No fire. Just the burned hiker.

- Copy.

Captain Edgewood's on patrol not far from you.

Hold tight.

Station for Captain Edgewood.

-This better be good.

- There's an injured hiker at Lantern Ridge Tower.

She needs emergency medical assistance.

-What the hell is a hiker doing at the tower?

I-I-I don't know, sir.

She didn't say.

-I'm on my way.

- Miss Conley?

Hey. Why don't we get you back to the stairs, okay?

Come on. Help's gonna be here soon.

Is there something out there?

Why don't we take a better look at those legs, huh?

Come on. I got you.

Come on.

I got you.

It's okay.

-What happened?

-She has severe burns on her legs

and she doesn't remember how she got them.

She's in shock and disassociating.

-I like your hat.

-I like it too, ma'am.

-Thank you, Captain.

-What the hell are you doing?

-Excuse me?

-You are on fire watch, Ranger.

-I was finished with the check-in

-and I thought-- -Stop. I'll say it again.

You are on fire watch, Ranger.

The check-in was done, sir.

Checking in is not your job.

Frolicking in the woods is not your job.

Your job is to sit your ass in that tower

day and night and watch for fires.

Wake up, have a banana,

watch for fires.

Read a book, watch for fires.

Make some soup, watch for fires.

Go downstairs for exactly 30 seconds to take a shit

and then march right back up and watch for fires.

The most exciting part of your day,

God willing there's no fires,

is talking to me on that radio.

-Yes, I understand that--

-No, obviously you do not understand,

so let me make it perfectly clear.

Is it 1605?

-What?

-Is it the year of our Lord, 1605?

-No.

-Are we enjoying a warm summer evening in London?

Are we munching on cockles at the Globe Theatre?

-Am I William Shakespeare? -No.

-Then why are you prancing around like Titania,

the fairy queen of the fucking forest?

Get your shit together, Ranger,

and start acting like an adult.

-Yes, sir.

-And get that equipment fixed by 5 p.m.

Load in, guys.

-Yes, sir.

-Lantern Ridge Lookout Tower for station.

- Go for station.

-Visibility is clear, 15 miles.

It's 5.02 p.m.

- Copy. I'll put down 4 p.m.

-Thank you.

- Yeah, no problem.

I don't have it.

What happened?

I don't have it.

I don't have it.

- Ranger Weston,

your presence is requested on the lido deck.

Passengers and crew are all excited

to see your moves on the lido deck.

-Switching to five.

Hey, Roy, how was your day?

- Well, just another day in paradise.

The sun shone, the birds chirped,

nothing caught on fire.

-Not literally, anyway.

- Ah, I heard.

Yeah, I also heard that the woman you helped today

is gonna be all right.

If you wouldn't have found her,

she'd probably still be out there alone.

-Thanks, Roy. I needed to hear that.

You know,

if you think about it, I'm kind of a hero.

- I didn't want to say anything,

but I was thinking it.

-You know, I'm actually really excited

for this storm.

There's always beautiful light the morning after a storm.

- Are you a painter?

-Photographer.

- Look out, Ansel Adams.

We have ourselves a photographer.

- Yep, the world's first completely

disposable art form.

- Oh, no way.

Listen, there are billions of people in the world,

but only one of them has your perspective.

-Thanks, Roy.

- All right.

-Roy?

- It's mine!

Cop--

- Whoa! What happened here?

Sorry, I didn't mean to sneak up on you.

-I don't know.

-Maybe a bear?

I'm camping about a half mile away.

Should I be worried?

-I don't think a bear did this, no.

You said you were camping?

-Yeah. Um, I'm just at the base of the ridge.

-Did you notice anything unusual last night?

-Just one heck of a storm.

Besides, unusual is relative.

Something totally horrifying to you

might be totally normal to me.

Um, I think I'm gonna go pack up my camp, actually.

-Have a good one.

-Thank you.

Stay safe, Ranger.

Yeah, the forest is filled

with socially awkward loners.

Like I said, runners and chasers.

-Yeah, I was just hoping

it would be more of a metaphor,

and not me actually having to run from someone chasing me.

- Yeah, well,

what are you running from?

Sorry, I don't mean to pry.

My wife was a psychiatrist.

I guess, you know, after all those years

I-I just can't help myself.

-Whoa, a doctor. Get it, Roy.

That's right. Dr. Maggie Walters.

Beautiful too, and funny.

-A triple threat.

- She wished.

-Uh! Roy!

Oh man, deep down she always wanted

to be an artist.

We started coming out here every summer

so that she could paint,

but it turned out she was a shit painter.

But we really fell in love with this place.

We always said we would retire out here.

-I thought you said it was only

socially awkward loners out here.

- That was us. Alone, together.

-I'm so sorry, Roy.

- Oh, don't be.

It still hurts, but when I sit up here

and the sun pours over the mountains,

it spills out over the forest,

I can't help but think about how all of it,

Maggie, me, these trees, the mountains,

it's all connected.

Tiny pieces of a greater whole.

Sometimes it feels good to feel small.

-You know, I meant to tell you,

I actually am out here chasing something.

- I thought so.

-Everything just started to happen

all at once in my life,

and I started to feel like I was getting lost.

I thought I would be able to find myself out here,

rediscover my passions,

but if I'm being honest,

what I'm really doing is just running from myself.

- That's what those of us in the biz

call a breakthrough.

-Maggie would be proud.

- Yeah, I think she would.

Go for station.

-Visibility clear. Eleven miles.

- Copy.

-You okay, Ranger?

- Oh, thank God.

-Let me help you.

Oh!

Thank you.

-Let's get you on your feet. Come on.

Come on. It's all right.

I don't think I can walk on it.

-Come on, let me help you back to your lookout tower.

-I didn't tell you I was in a tower.

-Yes, you did. Yesterday.

-No, I didn't.

-Hmm. I'm pretty sure you did.

-No. I didn't.

- Hmm. Maybe I put two and two together.

A forest ranger out here all alone

with no radio and no vehicle.

Lookout!

-I appreciate your help, but I don't need it.

-I'd really like to help you back.

-I said no, thank you.

-I insist.

-Hmm.

-That's not very nice.

I'm not going to tell you again.

We're going to your tower.

You have something that I need.

-Are you finished?

Let's go.

-I believe the ranger told you to fuck off.

-Oh.

You two again.

Really getting sick of this.

-We need to get out of here now.

If he comes any closer, shoot him in the fucking heart.

-Where are we going?

-The truck's just up ahead.

-I will shoot you.

-Give it back.

-Buck!

- Run!

- There you are.

What are you doing?

-It's not me!

-See you soon, Ranger.

- I told you there were some sick people out here.

-What the hell was that?

- The devil.

-Where's Skeeter?

-Wait here. I'll be right back.

- No, come on!

C'mon!

- Hey, asshole.

- Not so tough without your little rock, are you?

-Hey, asshole.

-Why are you dragging this out?

I know you're here.

You know I'm going to get what I want.

You can just give it to me.

Or I can take it!

There's nowhere left for you to run.

No little friends left to help you.

There you are.

You leave her alone!

What the hell did you do to me?

-What did I do to you?

I gave you a gift.

I showed you what's possible,

what your pathetic vessel is actually capable of.

-You get out of here, Ranger.

I'm going to take care of this!

-Is that what you're going to do?

You going to take care of this?

-This one's for Dale... and Buck.

-Do it.

-You're only making things harder on yourself.

-Why are you doing this?

What do you want from me?

-I told you.

You have something that belongs to me.

-I don't have shit that belongs to you!

-You don't even know what you have.

-What's your play here, Ranger?

What are you trying to do?

-Wow, you are weak!

Weakness I can forgive, but not stupidity.

-Don't be stupid, Ranger.

Tell me where it is.

-I already told you.

I don't have what you want.

You do.

-Oh, this? It's just a fragment.

It's practically nothing.

You'll understand soon enough.

Who the fuck are you?

-I'm Roy.

-Roy!

Hey! Is this what you want?

- No!

-Roy, don't move. Don't move, okay?

Oh my God. Oh my God.

I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry.

Hey, look at me.

-Come on.

Come on!

What the hell is this?

-A rock.

-Enough!

Why are you doing this to me?

Give it to me now!

Now!

You can't keep running forever.

-I'm a chaser, motherfucker!

-Roy?

The hell?

It's not over!

It's mine.

I won't stop.

Give it to me!

It's mine.

I'm so sorry, Roy.

I am going to kill you!

-I'm so sorry.

Come here!

-Huh? Oh my god.

Roy, oh my god.

Hey. You're okay.

Let's get you out of here, huh?

- Jesus! - What happened?

- Shut up, Billy.

Ranger?

Come on, Melissa. Let's go.

It's gonna be okay.

I'm gonna go upstairs and get your things.

You just wait right here and then I'm gonna come back,

take you home. Okay?

-Thank you.

- Yep.

- Whoa!

-Billy, get your ass over here.

- Wow.

-It's gonna take a couple weeks to get two new Rangers

out here to take over.

I'm gonna need you to cover.

Try to keep it together, Billy.

-Yes, sir.