All language subtitles for Surviving.the.Wild.2018

- Riley! Help!

Riley! Riley!

- Shauny, get yourself up.

Get up now. Get up.
Get your butt up.

There's no time to feel sorry
for ourselves.

- I can't, grandpa.

I'm too cold. I can't.
I can't.

- We know what to do.

We prepared this kind of thing
before, haven't we?

What are the priorities
of survival?

What is the rule of threes.

- Three minutes without air,

three hours without
regulated body temperature,

three days without water,

and three weeks
without food.

- You got it.

You see, it's all up there
in that noggin.

You got this.
You'll be fine.

- Grandpa? Grandpa?

- Thanks for coming.
- It's all good.

Your dad was an amazing man.

- I appreciate that.
Thanks, Bob.

Katie, good to see you.
I'll see you soon.

- Hi.
- Hi.

- How are you?

- I'm so sorry for your loss.
- Thank you.

- I mean, he was the first
adult we ever knew

that let us call him
by his first name.

Coach Gus.
He insisted on it.

And he just kicked our butts.

It's almost as if
he's still around.

I practically expect to see him
walk through that door

and tell us to straighten up,
suck it up.

Be a man.

- Shaun.

Shaun?

Shaun, honey,
where are you?

Hey.

- Had a feeling
you'd be in here.

What are you doing?

Everybody's inside.

- I don't know
any of these people, Mom.

- Yeah, well, your grandpa
had a lot of friends

that we never met.

And the funny thing is
a funeral isn't always

about the person
who's actually dead.

It's more for the family
and friends

that that person left behind.

We should go on inside
and talk to his friends.

Want to come inside with me?

- What's going to happy
to Riley, Mom?

- I don't know, honey.

He's a pretty old dog.

- We'll figure something out.

- Can he stay with us?

- No. I wish he could.

But you know my new apartment
doesn't allow dogs.

- We could move into here.

- No way I'm moving back
into this place.

Too many memories here.

This place is probably
going to be condemned or sold.

- Can Riley at least
stay with Dad?

- No, he can't stay
with your father.

He's still in a hotel
for the time being,

and that man's never had a pet
in his life.

- Someone needs to take care
of him, and it should be me.

- Well, what we can do

is you can visit Riley
as much as you want.

And I will hire a service
to come and feed and walk him

every day until we figure
something out.

- A service.
Did you hear that, Riley?

You don't want a service.

You don't want a service,
do you?

You don't want a service
to take care of you.

You want the family
to take care of you.

- I'm going to stay here
and take care of him by myself.

- By yourself?
- Yes, by myself, Mom.

- You are 13 years old.
Don't be ridiculous.

- You know,
in the Jewish culture,

a boy becomes a man at 13.

Right, Riley?

- In the Jewish culture,
a boy becomes a man at 13.

- Well, that's good information,

but I hate to break it to you,
buddy:

we're not Jewish.

And you're not
staying here alone.

- Grandpa said that once
I turn 13,

he would take me
to Mount Delilah over break.

- That's right, I did.

Sweet Delilah.

Once you've conquered
that old girl,

you will have most certainly
become a man.

- Is Riley making you laugh?

I know that we all
had some plans,

and unfortunately
they changed.

So you're going to have
to split your time

between your father and I
until school start up again.

- Oh. Oh, that should be fun.

Cooped up in an apartment,
playing with your cell phone

and watching television
while your parents

complain about each other.

That's going to be
a lot of fun. Whoo-whoo.

- Mom, I'm staying here.

I'm staying here
at grandpa's house.

- You can't stay here.

Shaun, I'm sorry,
this isn't up to you.

You're a kid.

- This is so insanely stupid.

- Shaun...
- Come on, Riley.

- Shaun, come here.

- Shaun.
- Come on, boy.

Come on.

- Shaun?

- That was a good
summer, huh?

The fish you caught
was bigger than you.

- You called it big-ass bass.

- Yeah. It was a big-ass bass.

It was a big
son of a bitch.

Your mom used to scold me
for teaching you bad words.

But what's a grandpa for?

- Hey, pal.
- Hey, Dad.

- Buddy, I'm sorry
about Grandpa Gus.

You were definitely
his favorite human being.

How's your mom holding up?

- Mom didn't care about grandpa.
- That's not true, okay?

You know relationships
are complicated.

It doesn't mean
she didn't love him.

- Well, grandpa and I were
supposed to hike this place

called Mount Delilah,

and I was wondering if
instead it could be

you and me this year.

- Oh, buddy, I'd love to.
I'm swamped at work this week.

Plus, you sure you want
to go with me?

You know I'm not
the big hikey guy.

- No crap.

You couldn't scale
an anthill.

Used to call him Mr. Softy.
The unmade bed.

I think the reason
that your mother married him

was because he was
the opposite of me.

- You know, I never really
connected with Gus,

but I respected him.

He taught you things
I could never teach you.

- He's just trying
to butter me up.

- Dad, do you think
that's really grandpa in there?

Like, his whole body
and everything?

- Ashes to ashes,
dust to dust.

- Yeah, I think so,
buddy.

- It's just kind of weird
to imagine him in there.

He was big and tall,
and now he's just...

- Now I'm just an ash hole.

No, I was just thinking
it would be cool

to take his ashes
to a cooler place,

like Mount Delilah.

- Oh, that's a good idea.

- Oh. You arrived.

No, we can't go
to Mount Delilah.

It's not even called that,
first of all.

Gus just named it after some
woman's breasts that he liked.

- Breast. Singular.

Delilah McQueen. She had one
booby cut off from cancer,

but the one that remains is big
and pointy and beautiful,

and the perfect name
for that mountain.

Delilah McQueen.

She only had
one booby,

but, oh, it was
magnificent.

- Shaun, you know, sometimes
you really sound just like Gus.

- He's my father,

and he's going to stay with me,
on my shelf,

in my apartment,
end of discussion.

- End of discussion.
That's what I used to say.

- I'm surprised you didn't
make the service.

Actually, I'm not
surprised at all.

- Not surprised.
- Look, I'm sorry. My flight...

- Did you get my email?

- You know my emails
go to my lawyer now.

- That's comforting, Kris.

- It's the legal process.

Look, I'm so sorry, okay?
I tried to phone.

- Apologies don't really work.

- You got me a GoPro?

- Really, Kris?

This isn't a birthday party.
- What?

Did you seriously
bring him a gift

to my father's funeral?
- I'm sorry about your father.

I know, it's terrible, okay?
But is everything I do wrong?

Okay? I mean, I'm sorry.

I left work early,
my plane got delayed--

- I am sorry that my father's
death is an inconvenience

to your work schedule.

This is unbelievable.
I'm sorry, Shaun.

You have to go.

- Are you kicking me
out of your dad's funeral?

- You've done enough.
I think it's time, yeah.

- I'm sorry, buddy.

- Thanks, Mom.

- It's a little bit creepy,
isn't it?

Just having to watch us
while we eat.

Maybe we can put him
right here.

- Spent his whole life outside,

and now you just want
to box him inside?

- He's staying here,
and that's final.

- She's just being stubborn.

That's the way
she's always been.

- You know, you're really
stubborn, Mom.

- Yup. I am really stubborn.

And guess where
I got it from.

My father.

- I used to be stubborn,
but now I'm perfect.

- I think I just find it
comforting to have him so close.

- Aw.

- You said it was creepy.

- Yeah, she did say that.

- Dad wanted to take me to one
of his conventions over break,

and we'd have to leave
tomorrow.

So I said that I'd
talk to you about it.

- Oh, that's a lie.
That's a terrible lie.

- Okay. I mean,
that's probably good.

You need to spend some
quality time with your dad.

- That's exactly
what I was thinking.

- What's up your sleeve, boy?

- So, are you okay
with everything...

you know, that happened
with Gus?

- Yeah. Everybody dies
eventually, right?

I'm actually kind of worried
about Riley right now,

so you think it's cool
if I go over there tomorrow

and just kind of hang out
with him?

Dad will pick me up from there,
so I'll be all right.

- Okay, fine.

I can drop you off
in the morning before work.

- Thanks, Mom.

- You think you're pretty
clever, don't you?

- You got cojones.

- Shaun?

Is everything all right?

- Yeah, Mom.

I'm just getting water.

- Okay, honey,
just be careful in there.

- Whew.

You're not going to put me
in that thing, are you?

- That's all I've got.
- I was a Louisville Cardinal.

- I know.

- Your mother went to Kentucky
to spite me.

Your mother's very beautiful,
don't you think?

Too light.

The minute she picks it up,
she's going to know.

Your mom and dad
were drawn to each other.

I wonder what happened.

Was it me?

Did I do something
to spoil it?

I suppose I didn't help
sometimes.

That's better.

- Sorry for spilling
your ashes, gramps.

- What's wrong with you?

- You're, like,
the prettiest mom I know.

- Oh, really pretty?

Oh, thank you, honey.

I don't even have a stitch
of makeup on today.

- You don't need makeup.

- What did I do to deserve

all of these compliments
this morning?

- Dad's a fool
for letting you go.

- Honey, Dad didn't just
let me go.

You know that, right?

- Then whose fault was it?

- It's nobody's fault.

These things happen
all the time.

I mean, you think about how many
parents you know of your friends

that are divorced.

Your dad's a great guy.
He's a good man.

I had to go back to school,
and your dad was...

he was gone a lot for work,

and...we just drifted.

- If you were drifting,
then why did you argue so much?

- Because sometimes it's easier
to be enemies

than anything in between.

- That's so dumb.
- It is dumb.

Adults are dumb sometimes.

Your father and I
have made our minds up.

We've thought about it.

And it's the best decision
for everyone.

But that does not change
how we feel about you.

I love you,
your father loves you.

We're not going anywhere.

You got to remember that,
okay?

You're stuck with us.

- I'm trying to figure out why
my parents are getting divorced.

- We're getting divorced
because we are not meant

to be together anymore.

Now, we're going to Gus's house,

and your dad's going
to pick you up.

And you are going to have a fun
time with your father--

- Do you love him?
Do you even love him?

Have you ever loved him?

- I think a part of me
will always love your father.

What are you doing
with this thing?

This is my old
Kentucky thermos.

I used to hide beer
in this.

Whoa. What do you got in there?
It's pretty heavy.

- I just kind of liked it, Mom.

- Maybe when you're older,

you can go to Kentucky and
carry on the family tradition.

- Family tradition?
Grandpa Gus went to Louisville.

- I know Gus went
to Louisville.

But your father and I
went to Kentucky,

and your father's entire side
of his family went to Kentucky,

and we're all Wildcats.

- You went there just to spite
grandpa, didn't you?

- I went to Kentucky because
I was dating your father,

and I didn't go
just to spite Gus.

I got a scholarship...

which didn't make Gus
too happy.

Can you please text me
when your dad picks you up?

And promise me you'll have
a good time, okay?

- Yeah.

- Love you.

- Love you, Mom.

- Go give Riley
a hug for me.

- I love you.
- Love you.

- Love you more.

- Okay, there's the rope.

Get that.

- Tent.
- Okay.

Flares.

You're going to need flares.
Get the flares.

What have I taught you?

- Always prepare.

- Well, I didn't say it
like that, did I?

- It's something with a bunch
of P's, I don't really remember.

- Perfectly proper preparation
is paramount.

- That's it.

Perfectly proper
preparation is paramount.

- Or is it Paul's pecker

is precisely
proportionate?

I get those mixed up.

- Shut up, grandpa.

What?

Paul is a bird
in this scenario,

and his pecker--you never heard
of a woodpecker?

- Oh, I've heard of it.
- Heard what?

Sorry to scare you.
I'm here to walk Riley.

- Oh, right.

We're actually going on vacation
for, like, a week or so.

And we're taking Riley
with us,

so we'll call you
when we get back.

- Oh, right on.

I think it's great
that you talk to him.

- Talk to who?

- The dog.
I think it's healthy.

A lot of people
don't talk to their pets.

- Yeah, of course.
The dog.

That's definitely important.

- Right.

Right on.

- Right on.

- It's healthy to talk
to a dog,

but talking to your dead grandpa
makes you a whackadoodle.

- Maybe I am a whackadoodle,
gramps.

- Yeah, maybe you are.
And speaking of whackadoodles,

how are you going
to get out there?

- How do you think?
The Beast.

- The Beast? No way, no way.

- You can't--you can't take that
thing out there by yourself,

- Come on, Riley!

Come on, boy.
Come on, Riley.

The Beast, baby.

Come on, Riles.

- I know I encourage you
to be your own man and all that,

but maybe this is taking things
a little too far.

- You taught me
how to drive this thing.

- Yeah, in some dusty
back roads where you couldn't...

...hit anything.

- Trust me, grandpa.

Everything is going
to be fine.

- Okay, get over.
- Sorry.

- Watch it.
Left, left, left.

What are you trying to do,
kill me?

- You're already dead.

- Thank God.

- Whoo-hoo!
- Whoo-hoo!

- Whoa. Sorry, gramps.

- Keep your eyes on the road,
as they say.

- Sorry. Sorry.

- Uh-oh.
- What?

- There's a smoky behind us
with his disco lights on.

- What does that mean?

- Cops.

- What do I do?

- Just be very nice,
and don't tell them about me.

I think we dodged
a bullet.

- Easy, easy, easy.

What are we doing?
Why'd you pull over?

- What are we doing?
- Shh, shh.

- Hey, Dad.
- Hey, buddy.

I may be a little bit late
picking you up this week.

- Is that cool?
- Yeah.

Mom and I were actually
going to take a little trip.

Like a little
vacation.

So I was wondering if I could
stay with her for the week?

- Uh, I guess so.

Does that mean I get you
at Christmas break?

- Yeah, sure.

- Why didn't your mother
tell me about this?

- Well, she's actually kind of,
like, upset.

She's really upset,
actually,

after what happened
the other day.

She's been all emotional
and stuff ever since.

- Yeah. I'm sorry, buddy.

I should be a little bit
more sensitive.

We have a way of getting
under each other's skin.

- With you guys both liking
each other and everything,

it's probably hard
to keep that under control.

- What?

Your mother still has feelings
for me?

- Did she say that?
- I mean...

it's pretty obvious.

But, um, forget I mentioned it.
I'll just--

I got to go, Dad.
I'll call you later.

- Okay. All right,
I love you, buddy.

Take care of your mom,
all right?

- I will.
Love you, bye.

Bye.

- Not only are you lying
and breaking the law,

but you're playing
with their feelings.

You're a manipulative
little son of a gun.

And that's why I love you.

Okay, let's get on our way.

- Mount Delilah...

...here we come.

This looks like the closest
we're going to get.

- You still have
a long way to go.

Are you sure you can
handle this?

- I can do this.

- Okay.

I'm going to leave you alone
for a while to be your own man.

- You're leaving?

- Well, just for now.
You won't need me.

- I will need you, gramps.
I need you.

- Okay.

I'll give you some help.

You're going to come
to a cave.

When you get there,
don't go to your left.

Stay to your right.

There'll be a little surprise
that'll save you some time.

- What are you?
A ghost? A spirit?

Are you just in my head?

- What does it matter?
I'm your grandpa.

I'll catch up
with you later.

- Grandpa, please don't...

I'm not crazy,
am I, Riley?

You saw him too, right?

- Well, anyways,
it's just us two now, so...

You have your GoPro.
I'll get my app.

All right, come on.

Come on. Good boy.

All right.

Come on.

Let me get a picture, so I don't
forget where this thing is.

- All right, let's go.

- Oh, my God, Riley.

- You came back for me.

Riley, let's take a break.

Me too, buddy.
Me too.

You want some water?

Yeah.

I know you're thirsty, buddy.

We're almost at the cave.
I can see it out there.

Riley...

see all this stuff?

You know how they say
that moss can only grow

on one side of the tree?

Well, as you can see,

it can grow on any side
of the tree.

It's a fun fact.

Grandpa taught me that one.

All right.

Let's go.

- Come on, Riley.

I'm not a dog like you.

Riley, Riley, easy.
Wait up.

Riley, there it is.
The cave.

Just like grandpa said.
Come on.

Riley.

You want to race?
You want to race?

- You're going to come
to a cave.

When you get there,
don't go to your left.

Stay to your right,

and you'll find something there
that will save you some time.

- Come on, Riley.

Come on, we got to make time.
Let's go.

Come on, Riley.

Riley, come on.
Come.

- Riley, you see it?

- There it is!

Thank you, grandpa.

Whoo!

Come here. Come here.

This looks like a good place
to camp for tonight, huh, buddy?

Catch some dinner.
There's some good sticks here.

There it is.

Delilah's Peak.

I came here to spread
my grandpa's ashes.

The three of us were supposed
to go hiking together

here this year
to Delilah's Peak,

but you know what happened.

So now it's just me
and Riley.

You know, grandpa actually
taught me how to be a man,

how to survive.

You know, he taught me
outdoor stuff.

Not just bad words,
obviously.

He taught me how to not
rely on technology.

He'd be mad if he even knew

I was on my phone right now,
probably.

He didn't always say
the most appropriate things

at the right time,
but he loved me.

And--and--and he's the only
person that I really know

that loved me like that.

Like, my mom never did that.

And my dad's
always working.

So the only person, the only
friend that I had was grandpa.

And now he's dead.

So now I have Riley
over here.

But that's really it.

You know, my grandpa
always told me

that when you run into
a problem, to...

to look up.

And that if you look up,

you'll notice
that there's something

bigger than all of us.

Something bigger
than our problems.

What we are, who we are,
it doesn't really matter.

We're just a little speck
in a big picture.

Here's another
grandpa quote.

He told me that problems
are like clouds in the sky.

Here one minute,
gone in the next.

And, grandpa, I'm really trying
to look up right now,

but I don't see you, I don't see
Mom, I don't see Dad.

I just see a blank sky.
I really-I don't see anything.

And I know that I lied
to my parents.

I know that they're probably
going to be upset with me.

I'm playing both sides,

but I had to do this
for grandpa.

He...he would have done
the same thing for me.

I don't know if I can
explain this to you,

because nobody
understand me.

I'm the guy that's friends
with my grandpa.

But I love him. I...

So...

yeah, that was emotional.

Sorry.

What do you think
about that, Ri?

Me too, bro.
I completely agree.

That's what I was saying
the whole time.

Riley gets it.

All right, well, I'm going to
try to get to Delilah by night,

or at least
the bottom of it.

I'm going to catch
some fish now, so...

see you guys.

We got it!

Riles.

Time to go fishing.

Oh, oh, what do we
got here?

Disappointment.
That's what we got.

- Looks like we're eating
vegetarian tonight, buddy.

"He'd been careless.

"He left the cave

"and run down to the stream
to drink.

"It might have been
that he took no notice,

because he was heavy
with sleep."

Parentheses.

"He had been out all night
on a meat trail,

and had just then
been awakened."

Closed parentheses.

"And his carelessness might have
been due to the familiarity

"of the trail of the pool.

"He had traveled it often,

"and nothing had ever
happened on it.

He went down,
past the blas..."

I don't even understand
these words.

All right,
time to hit the hay.

Good night, buddy.

- You know, with all
this modern stuff,

people don't spend enough
time alone, just thinking.

This is a good place
to do that.

Of course, it's always nice to
have your best friend with you.

- Hey, I get reception
out here.

Still one bar.

- You have new messages.

To listen to your messages,
press 1.

- Mom left me a message.

- Hi, Shaun.
It's your mom.

Just calling to see
how you're doing.

I hope you're having fun
with your dad.

Give Riley a hug for me.

I'm not going to lie.
I miss you.

Bye, sweetie.

Call me later.

- I know, I know.

Look, she wasn't going
to take us here,

and we had to do this
for Gus.

Don't ignore me.

Riley.

Thanks, bud.

And I'm not a baby, am I?

Did you know
that back in the old days,

people got married
at the age of 13?

I bet you didn't know that, huh?
Right?

And grandpa taught me

that Mozart wrote his first
opera around my age, so...

who's the baby now, Mom?

It's getting dark.

Okay, we're here.

Come on, Ri.

Let's go.
Let's go, boy.

Hey, it's Shaun.

Checking in.

Day one.

Here's Ri.

Aww, look how cute
you are.

That's my dog, Riley.

I'm taking care of him for now,
I hope.

Isn't that right, Riley?

I'm all by myself.

Um, yeah, but it's fun,
as you saw before.

There's all this nature
and stuff, which is beautiful.

So, um...

we got to go.

Isn't that right, Riley?

Ruff, ruff. Yeah.

So I'll see you guys later.

Come on, Ri.

Come on, Ri.

Let's go, boy.

And dinner is served.

You know, I'm an aspiring
entertainer...

and a little nervous,

but I prepared something
for tonight.

This is, uh...

Looks like we're not
the only ones out here, huh, Ri?

Just hunters...I hope.

Let's get some sleep, bud.

Come on.

Watch out for the fire.

Riley, be quiet.
Riley, be quiet.

Stop.

- Aah!

Riley, come back.

No, don't go.

Riley...

Riley, be quiet!
Riley, be quiet!

Aah!

I think he's gone.

- You guys okay?
- Oh, my God!

- You guys okay in there?

- Grandpa?

- Huh?
- What happened to the bear?

- Oh, he took off.
He's not coming back.

I think he saw a ghost.

It's a good thing
you held Riley.

He'd have gone after
that big fella.

He'd fight a thousand bears
for you.

Okay, that's enough adventure
for tonight.

You guys try to get
some shut-eye.

- All right.

- Sleep tight.

Good night.

- I love you, Riley.

Sorry about tonight.

That was unexpected.

Come on.
Come on, buddy.

Come on, Riley.

What'd I just do?

Riley!

Help! Riley, help!

Riley!

Riley!

- Riley!

Riley!

- Shauny.

Get your butt up.
Stop feeling sorry for yourself.

Riley...Riley, wake him up.

Wake him up, Riley.

You know what to do.

We prepared for this
kind of thing.

Relax, breathe.

- I can't, grandpa.

I'm too cold.

I can't. I can't.

- Can't, shmant. What did I tell
you about that word?

What did I teach you?
Get those wet clothes off.

On the double. On the double.

- Come here, boy.

- The dog. That's smart.

He's warmer than you are.
Now you're thinking, see?

Warm the core.

- What did I tell you?

What are the priorities
of survival?

- Air, shelter,
water, food.

- Yeah, and shelter
equals warm and dry.

Make a fire.

- I can't make a fire

without my supplies.

- There's that word again.

Yes, you can.
Move, move.

Get moving.
What's the rule of threes?

- A human can't go
three minutes without air...

- Right.

- ...three hours without
regulated body temperature,

three days without water
and three weeks without food.

- You see? It's all up there
in your noggin.

You got this.

Keep moving, keep moving.

- Grandpa...
- You'll be fine.

He'd be proud of us,
Riley.

He would.

We're not giving up
on you, Delilah.

Think you got it in you,
old man?

Well...

let's not waste
any more time.

Oh, my God!

What is this?

Oh, Shaun,
what have you done?

Shaun, it's your mother.

You wouldn't happen
to know anything

about Gus's ashes being turned
into oatmeal, would you?

Whatever you're planning
to do with him, it's not funny.

Call me back
as soon as possible.

Hey.

Kris, I know I'm not
supposed to call,

but I'm really...

I'm trying to get in touch
with Shaun,

because I'm pretty sure
he stole my father's ashes

and replaced the urn
with oatmeal.

So we sort of need to deal
with this as soon as possible.

And I hope you guys are having
a great time together.

I know he's really happy to be
spending some time with you.

So, thank you for that.

And also, I'm sorry for how
I was acting the other day.

I'm just having a hard time

processing this whole thing
with Gus.

But I think I went overboard
a little bit,

and thank you
for the gift.

I'll talk to you guys soon.

Just call me as soon
as you find him.

Okay.

Kris, I've been trying
to reach you.

- Yeah, I just got your message.
What are you talking about?

- Is Shaun with you?
- Shaun said you were

taking him this week.

- No. He played us,
and we fell for it.

- What?
- Yeah, but--

- Why?

- He wanted to go
to Mount Delilah.

- He wouldn't do that
by himself, would he?

- Yes, he would.
Leave. Leave now.

- Are you serious?
- We need to go find him.

- Yeah, all right.
All right.

- Hurry.
- Give me 10 minutes.

- Hey.
- You're late.

- Is he here?
- I don't know.

I haven't been inside yet.

- You haven't gone inside?

- I'm waiting for you.

- I'm pretty sure
he leaves it open.

- I didn't know.

- Shaun?

- Shaun, buddy?

He's not in the house,

and Gus's old
blue truck is gone.

- The Beast?

- Yeah, he couldn't have
driven that thing himself.

- Gus taught me how
to drive it when I was 10.

I'm sure Shaun was no different.

- I don't understand why Shaun's
doing all this on his own.

- Because we didn't
listen to him.

He wanted to spread Gus's ashes
on Mount Delilah.

- That boob place?

- That's got to be
where he went.

- Okay, well, let's go.
Let's go find him.

- Okay.

Just got to think
about this.

Perfectly proper preparation
is paramount.

- Well, something got through.

- What are you babbling?

- It's just something
that my dad used to say.

You have to prepare
for the worst ahead of time.

- Um, we're not
going to war.

- I know, but this isn't
an easy trip.

iPad, definitely
check that out.

He might have uploaded
some photos.

Let me think
what we need.

- What are the four
priorities of survival?

- Air, food,
water, shelter.

- She heard me.

- Yeah? Yeah.
- We got it.

- Okay. Yeah.
- Okay.

- Here, you grab this.
- Yeah.

- Go to him.

He needs you.

- Shaun uploaded some photos,

and maybe if we see them we can
get an idea of where he is.

- I'm not a hacker.

- Just give it
your best shot.

- Did you just do--
how did you--?

- He's my son too.

- What was it?

- Uh, "Shaun."

- "Shaun"?

"Shaun" was the password?

- What's wrong with you?

Riley, get up.
Get up.

- All this hiking
has caught up with him.

A lot of excitement
for his old heart.

- What do I do, grandpa?

- Well, he's dehydrated.

You got to get him some water.
Fluids.

- I don't have my backpack.

I don't have anything
to carry water in.

- Calm down,
listen to me.

Use what you got.

Use what you got.

Use it.

Just rest.
He'll be back.

- Ashes to ashes.
Let her rip.

- I can't.

I can't, grandpa.

I can't do this to you.

I won't.

- We're losing time.

Well, maybe there is
another way.

What do I always
tell you to do?

- Look up?

Look up.

Look up!

My backpack!

- Yeah, see?
- Look up!

Look up!

- It always works.
I don't know why.

- Yes!

- You're a life-saver,
grandpa.

- I just don't understand
why he would do this.

It's not like our son
to lie to us.

- It's got to be tough on him.
I mean, first our divorce,

and now your father
just died.

I mean, it's got to be
very hard for him--

- Maybe if we spoke to him
and didn't just buy him presents

to distract him, he wouldn't
have run away right now.

- Wait, wait, wait.
Hold it, now it's my fault?

That's one thing me and Shaun
bond over, okay?

Is our love of tech.

Okay?

You know how hard it is
to bond with your kid

when his mother
and his grandfather

are talking crap about you
all day?

- I don't talk crap about you.
- Yes, you do.

- I do not.
- Yeah, you do.

- You do a good job
of hanging yourself.

- Maybe I don't--

maybe I don't bond
with him enough.

Maybe I don't get to know him
as much as I should.

- Maybe I should--maybe I don't
spend enough time with him.

- Well, I mean, if you're not
spending enough time

talking to him,
I can't say I am either.

- Them was tracks, Emery.

Clean these dang
glasses off.

Them were fresh tracks.

Looks like a man
and a dog.

- Oh, yeah?

Well, the dog looks bigger
than the man.

- Yup.

- Okay, let's go
ask this guy here

if he knows
where the road is.

- Excuse me.

Excuse me.

- How do I find this road?
- That's not a road.

That's more like
the idea of a road.

- Is it possible
to drive on it?

- In that? No.

- Look, I'm in a bit
of a situation, okay?

I think my son's trapped there.
You think I can borrow this,

and I'll just leave you my car
as collateral?

- Please.
- Okay.

Thank you.

Come on.

- I left the key in the car.

- Okay.

Jeez, Kris.

Okay, okay, okay.
Just stay on the path.

There's a clearing
right up front.

That probably saved
a whole day of hiking,

but, uh...

whoa, nice job.

- You're welcome.

- We got to move
pretty fast, though.

- Wait a second.

I recognize this.

- Oh, yeah.
No, no, no, that's that.

All right, we're on
the right track.

Come on.

Hope you can keep up.

- I can keep up.

- We'll see.

- You worry about you.

- Well, I have to now.

- That's the problem.

- I thought you said
you were working out.

- We're not going to talk
about that now.

We're here--we're here
to find our son.

- You okay, Riley?

You're tired,
aren't you, buddy?

Riley, do you know
that we're the same age.

Grandpa wanted us
to grow up together.

- That's right.

I got him for you
the day you were born.

- You never told me that.

- Riley's your dog.

Always has been.

- Why didn't you
tell that to me?

- Well, I didn't think
it mattered either way.

Your goofy parents didn't
want you to have a dog.

- Why'd you get him
in the first place?

- Well, I figured
that having the dog

would give you a reason
to see your old grandpa

every so often.

- Really?

- Yeah, and it worked.

- The truth is...

that dog saved my life.

More than once.

You did too.

- How did we save your life?

- You just did.

Don't get me sentimental.

He's an old man, Riley.

I guess I didn't figure dog
years when I got him for you.

- Thirteen, like me...
times seven.

Riley's 91.

- No spring chicken,
as they say.

Yeah, you're starting out
in life,

and old Riley here
has seen his best days.

- He still has some good days
left in him.

- You'd better get going.

Marsh's Forest can be a pretty
tricky old gal.

- Marsha?

That's grandma's name,
isn't it?

- Sure is.

- Why'd you name the whole
forest after grandma?

- Well...

she was my everything.

I loved her.

- Marsha's Forest.

That's pretty cool, gramps.

- Get going.

And keep a sharp eye out.

They know you're here.

- Who knows where I am?

- Shh.

Hide.

Riley...

hide.

- You think it's the cops?

- The cops ain't that dumb.

They'd bring a lot more
after us.

We're miles from anywhere.

I just can't figure out
what anybody

would be doing out here
so far.

- Maybe somebody
hunting or fishing.

- Ain't nothing
in seasons, Emery.

- Well, all right,
old man.

What do you reckon
we ought to do?

- We ought to radio Billy.

Get back to the cabin.
Come on.

- Let's go, Riley.

Go. Go.

Riley, go.

- Why'd we only go camping
one time?

- Well, I didn't
really enjoy

being chastised by your father
the whole weekend.

- That's just
the way he is.

- Yeah.

Well, that was the first time
he called me Mr. Softy, was it?

You are kind of Mr. Softy.

Sorry.

That's also
why I liked you.

- Look, uh, we all know
I'm no Grizzly Adams, okay?

- Oh?
- Yeah.

But I can hold my own.

- All right.
That's debatable.

- Plus, going camping was...

that was Gus's thing,
you know?

I mean to let him
have that.

Shaun looked up to Gus
and Gus was an outdoorsman,

so he was really admired
by Gus for doing that.

So I stepped
out of the way.

We all have our roles.

- That's actually
really sweet.

Oh! Oh! Oh, my God.

- Oh, you okay? You okay?
- No, no. I'm fine, I'm fine.

- No, no, no. Sit, sit.
- It's not bad.

- I don't need to sit.
- Come on, sit down.

Just sit right here. Sit.

- Oh! Okay, okay.

That did not
feel great.

I'm going to just look
at the iPad,

see if he's...

Ow.

...uploaded
any more pictures.

Kris, thank you.

But also, be careful.

He uploaded a movie.

Look. Okay...

- Quiet.

Riley, let's go!

- We're losing light.

And Shaun's out there.

Not a bad job.

Ready?

- I'm okay. I'm okay.
I'm okay.

I'm okay.

- You all right, buddy?

- All right, well, I'm going
to go get us some firewood.

I'll be right back, okay?

I love you, buddy.

Stay there.

- You okay?

It's a little rocky.

- You talking about
the terrain or our marriage?

- Both, I guess.

- Hey, boy. We've been looking
for you all day.

Hey, where are you going?
Hey, hey.

Come on, slow down there, boy.
What are you doing?

- Grab him.
- Hold it, boy.

- Let me go!
- Come on.

- Come on, hold that little boy.
- Hey, just relax.

- Everything's going to be fine.
Just hold on, will you?

- Get off!

- You okay?

- I'm fine, I promise.

- Just gonna get you back here.
- Let me go!

- Hey, you're a feisty
little fella.

- Get that rope. Come on.
- Yup.

- Come on, boy. Quit fighting.
- Hurry up, will you?

- Emery, get him tied up.

- Come on, boy.
- Take it easy.

Who are you
out here with?

- Just me and my dog.

- I told you, I don't care
about your dog, boy.

- Please.

- All right,
you just stay here, boy.

Got to get ahold of Billy.

He's going to tell us
what to do.

I'm damn tired anyway.

- Good night, boy.
See you in the morning.

- What a revolting
development this is.

- Am I going to die?

- Well...

death is nothing to fear.

- That's easy for you to say.

- Real fear is not living
the right way.

- Did you live
the right way?

- Sometimes.
Sometimes not.

I wish I would have made things
right with your mother.

- What do you mean?

- Well, I did a lot of things,
said a lot of things.

Stupid things.
Went a little haywire

when I was younger.

Maybe it was part
of the reason that your parents

had some issues,
I don't know.

Your mom and I
are a lot alike.

That's probably why
I butted heads with her.

But enough about me.

Let's talk about you.
How are you?

- Tied up.

Haven't lost
your sense of humor.

That's a good thing.

- What can I do?

- Well, let's see.

Use what you got.

- I don't have anything,
grandpa.

- You always
have something.

- Like what?

- Well, there's never been
a knot tied

that couldn't be untied.

Move your thumb around
back there.

You feel that?

- Yeah.
- You work on it,

it's going to come loose.

- Yeah.
- You got all night.

What else you
going to do?

You'll be fine.

- Rachel.
- Yeah?

- We have to stop, okay?
- No.

- We're not making
any progress.

I don't know where we are.
And your ankle is just...

- I'm fine.
- No, come on. Please.

- Let's take a little rest.
- All right.

Let's just look for a place
to pitch a tent.

We'll sleep
for a couple of hours.

- You've been running around
like a young pup.

And you're not a pup.

I know. You get older,
your bones ache.

You get tired,
you don't want to show it.

That's the way it is.

Now he's going to be
fine for now.

He's a clever boy.

You need some rest.

You got an important day
tomorrow.

Good night.

- Oh. I'll just
sleep outside.

- No, no, it's...
it's okay.

You can stay.

- Are you sure?

- Yeah, I'm sure.
Please.

- Okay.

- I just keep thinking about
Shaun out there all alone,

and if anything happens to him,
I don't know...

- Hey, come on.
- I don't know what I'd do.

- I don't know.
- Don't think like that, okay?

Gus taught him
how to survive.

He's a smart kid.
He's going to be okay.

- I keep replaying

the last conversation I had
with him in my head, and...

I had this stupid
fight with him

about the house.

I was telling him
to sell the house.

And after a lot of yelling
back and forth,

he just stormed out and...

never got a chance
to say goodbye.

- Shauny, it's go time.
What's keeping you?

- I know.

- Good, good, good.

- Where are you going, boy?
Think you're smart?

- Nowhere, sir.
- Ain't you a clever squirrel,

getting yourself out.

I knew you didn't know
how to tie to knot.

- You're drug guys, right?

- Drugs? What's he
talking about?

- No, no, it's not like that.

- I can offer you a trade.
- What do you got?

- It's this new drug
everyone's on.

I got everyone on.
It's called sweet ash.

- That's either
the worst idea ever,

or it's genius.

- Open it up.
- I'll show you.

- All right, let's see it, boy.
- How you take it?

- You eat it.

Come here.

Try some.

- Don't be "ash-holes."
- Stole my joke.

- Did you just call--what?
- What'd you say?

Oh! It's in my mouth.
What is that?

- Hurry up!

- It's in my eyes.

Oh!

Who put that there?

- Emery!

- Get up, old man.
Come on.

- Yeah, of course it was...

- That could be...
- Were those gunshots?

- I...I'm not sure.

- Do you think it's just
people hunting?

- I don't know.
It's down here.

- Get behind me.

Where'd he go?
There he is, down the hill.

Aah! Goddamn.

- Come on.

- I'm coming to get you, boy.
- The kids today is fast.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
- Shaun, Shaun...

- Mom and Dad?
- What happened to your face?

- What happened to your face?
- Shaun, what's going on?

- Guys, we got to go. Guys...
- Why?

- Because there's guys
following me. Drug people.

- What do you mean, drugs?
Are you into drugs?

- What is going on, Shaun?
- I'm not into drugs.

- Hold it right there.
- Go, go!

- Hey, hey.

- No, no, no.
- Hey, hey, hey.

We don't care what you're doing.
We just want to take our son.

- That ain't gonna happen, boy.
- Okay.

- Okay, just keep me, then,
and let them go, please.

- Well, that ain't
gonna happen, man.

The boy threw dirt
in my mouth.

Everybody just settle
down now.

- Surprise.

- Get this dog off me, man!

- Kris, go get the gun.
Kris, get the gun.

- Get him off me!
- Riley.

- Shaun...
- Help m!

- No, no, no, no...

- Don't move.

- Riley! Mom!
- Stay down.

- Mom, Riley's hurt!

You saved
our life, buddy.

- Okay.

It's okay, it's okay.

Mom, Riley was shot.
You shot him.

You shot my best friend.
Okay, boy.

- You ever touch my son again,
I will kill you.

Riley doesn't look
so good, honey.

You okay?

- Riley, Riley,
I'm so sorry, buddy.

- I like your dad much better
since I've been dead.

Riley wasn't going
to make it very long,

whether he came
out here or not.

But you let him go out
with honor.

- You're a hero, Riley.
You're a hero.

- Okay.

Guys, I am so sorry.

I need to take a rest
on this ankle.

- Look up.

- You know what?
I can do this.

Let's go help him.

- I'm good.

- This is it for him,
isn't it?

- You know...

sitting here
right now...

the name Mount Delilah doesn't
really do this justice, does it?

- I was thinking...

Riley's Peak.

- Riley's Peak.

I like it.

- Riley's Peak.

- Grandpa?
- Yes?

Yes, Shaun?

- I'm sorry for throwing
your ashes on their faces.

Those ashes aren't me.
They never were.

I'm you.

I'm always with you.

No matter what.

I'm so proud of you, son.

- I don't know what I'm going
to do without you.

- Well...

that's--that's a little
bit of life.

That's what life offers,
you know.

There's a beginning,
just like a good story.

And a middle.

And an end, finally.

But as you can see,

the end ain't no end.

You guys will look
after each other now.

- Grandpa...

...I, uh...

I have a surprise for you.

- You have a surprise
for me?

- Close your eyes.

- All right.

Okay, my eyes are closed now.
My eyes are closed, see?

All right?

- Look up.

Goodbye, grandpa.

- Goodbye, Shaun.

Goodbye, Riley.

- Come here.

It's going to be okay, honey.
It's going to be okay.

- Your mom and I
are here for you, Shauny.

We love you, buddy.

- Mom, what's up?

- Um...I, uh...

I know this sounds crazy,
but I...

I just saw Gus.

Over there.

- That's not crazy, Mom.

He's been here
the whole time.

With me.

- I'm so sorry,
Shaun.

You were right.
He belongs here.

This is the right
thing to do.

- Does that mean
I'm not grounded anymore?

You're funny, Shauny.

Just like Gus.

- You think so?

- Trust me,
you're exactly like Gus.