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Previously on Arctic Air.

Near only 40 years, I've been a pilot.

How did we get so old?

He's not my dad, he's a sperm donor.

This is what complicated feels like?

You gonna end up hurting her?

Trying not to.

You want my company? It's yours.

The two of you.

Good frigging' luck.

Riopelle Valley, straight ahead.

Can't believe I'm gonna miss the paintball party tomorrow.

Paintball will still be there when we get back.

Four days.

That's right,

four directions, four seasons, four elements.

Hey!

Connor, we're going out on the land

to connect with Mother Earth.

That's my phone.

And in four days, you will get it back.

Does it get any better? like old times.

Krista Ivarson holding for Rachel.

Clear skies, two-day supplier on down the valley.

Krista Ivarson, Arctic air.

And a daughter who wouldn't notice

if I morphed into a giant alien frog.

Ah, Rachel, hi, it's Krista.

I just wanted to talk to you about the line of credit.

I was...

Rachel, I'm losing you! Ra...

Oh..argh, I can't believe this.

Ribbit.

My dad brought me here when I was Connor's age.

Yeah, I remember.

And how pissy were you?

Hey!

I wasn't pissy at all.

Okay, but I wasn't that bad.

You guys will work it out.

All right, I'll make sure to delivery gets to the store.

You and Krista need to get going

if you wanna stay on schedule.

Hey, not so fast. Don't forget this one.

Guard it with your life.

The most expensive rice in the country.

Yeah, how are the kids?

Oh, they're good.

Hey.

Hey!

Hey, hello?

Didn't I tell you once?

You wanna buy something, you show me the money.

Yeah, away you go now.

Don't just be hanging around.

Here, let me help you with that.

That should be it.

Okay.

So from Vancouver, right?

Someone's telling me you're the fella from Vancouver.

Yeah, that mainly was a detour.

Yeah. I'm from Ontario myself,

transferred out here like three weeks ago

and on some happy day, real soon,

I'll be transferring back.

Maybe give it a few months.

The north gets into your blood.

Yeah. I don't know.

Sudbury's about as far north as I like it.

All right, let's go through the list.

We'll get a quick bite to eat before we go, okay?

Set up camp before dark.

Hang on, that's a, the burlap sack.

When you said, you know.

I put it over there.

Where?

Connor, did you move it? The sack of rice?

No.

A sack of rice so what?

That's where we stashed the money

for the ATM $50,000!

You put $50,000 bucks in a sack of rice?

Arctic Air has the contract,

that's how we transferred up here,

there are no armored trucks.

It's not back here.

A burlap sack just doesn't get up and walk away.

Holy crap buddy 50 thou.

Are you sure you didn't move it?

Don't blame me.

Hey, that woman, Etta.. something,

one of those bush-Indians.

Bush Indians?

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

She was right here two minutes ago,

and she was hanging around here last week.

And that time, two kilos of flour walked off.

All right, I'll go.

I'll pick up her tracks.

Connor, you stay here and wait for me.

I don't want to.

Etta!

Etta!

Etta!

We're half an hour past Riopelle Valley.

Hope the porcelain thrones are in one piece.

Roger that, Loreen.

Flush toilets are flying to Wolverine creek.

Loreen, I've been playing phone tag with Rachel

at the bank.

Can this wait until tomorrow?

Well, it's about restructuring our line of credit

to cover two million dollars worth

of search and rescue equipment.

So I'd say it's almost as important as the toilets.

I'm on it.

Oh, and listen, latest forecast is for serious weather.

A front moving down from the high arctic.

Strong winds, and 40-below.

We'll be fine.

And so will the line of credit.

Come on, DC-3 strapped your (beep) ,

the whole damned north stretching out.

So enjoy it and stop obsessing over the business crap.

It was the bush-Indian.

Had to be.

Scooped up the money and ran.

Who puts 50 grand in a bag of rice?

There's a thing.

I mean, you gotta ask yourself what sort

of an idiot thought that one up?

My dad did, actually.

He's not an idiot.

Yeah, yeah right, yeah. No offense.

And "Bush Indian?", you think maybe

that's a little bit racist?

Stealing 50 grand, you think maybe

that's kind of illegal?

while you're at it, you planning on paying

for that chocolate bar?

The one you slipped into your pocket?

I did not.

Yeah you did just a minute ago

when you thought I wasn't watching.

I didn't steal anything!

Turn them out.

Your pockets, chief.

Turn them out.

Oh, no harm, no foul.

Hey, Hey, your dad said to wait here.

It's like talking to the cat.

Loreen.

I have made up the schedule.

That's great. What schedule?

Your slot is at 9:30 A.M.

The charity calendar.

For the northern pilots' fund.

It'll be lots of fun, and it's for an excellent cause,

and it's not like there's actually nudity at all, okay.

Because there will be props covering up your bits

and it's gonna be tasteful.

Okay, and sexy.

And I will be taking the photographs, so...

Astrid.

I'm all for helping out the pilots.

Yes! I knew I could count on you!

But I wouldn't be caught dead.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

This is totally On Arctic Air.

According to the contract, they are on the hook

until the cash is signed for.

Did you find her?

She's traveling too fast

and I'm a little rusty on my snowshoes.

I'll need to borrow a snowmobile.

You want my advice? I'd leave it till morning.

No, we still have an hour before dark.

Yeah, and there's serious weather coming in.

Besides people know where she lives.

Yeah, Etta Johnny?

Yeah, she has a cabin,

her and her kids, out on the other end of Det'o Lake.

Someone needs to call the cops.

No, not yet.

Do you think she really knew what she was stealing?

50 grand? I'd start there.

This is someone who lives on the land.

What's she gonna do with money?

She probably thought she was taking a bag of food.

It's still theft

and we don't need anybody else out there either.

I'll deal with this, all right?

Where's Connor?

He, uhm I thought I caught him shoplifting.

What?

It was an honest mistake.

Anyways. He stomped out.

I tried to stop him, but I figured he went after you.

My son is out there and there's a blizzard coming.

I guess you must have missed him coming back.

I'm gonna need your snowmobile

Now!

Connor!

Connor!

Mel Ivarson.

Looking good, you old bugger.

By the time I've had a steak and a hot rum,

I'll be near irresistible.

Well, the truck will be here in a couple of minutes.

I'll help you with the unloading.

Great and we should probably refuel tonight.

Get a jump on tomorrow morning.

That might be a problem. We're out of Avgas.

Don't tell me that.

It's the 21st century who is still flying DC-3s.

I am.

With any luck, we should have a shipment here by Monday,

but I don't believe it.

We get beauty and the beast?

So good to see you, honey!

Klassen?

Yeah. I'm at the south side of the lake.

I can see his tracks heading over the ice.

Well, it's gonna be dark soon.

And that storm warning's still in the forecast.

You don't wanna be out there much longer.

Yeah, well the weather isn't bad yet.

Anyway, I've got camping gear.

You'll either see us in an hour or in the morning.

Fine, just make sure you come back with the money

and hey, hey, don't wreck my machine.

Hello? Hello?

Connor!

Bobby?

Connor?

I've been looking all over for you.

Look out !

Connor! , stay there!

Bobby.

Bobby!

Bobby!

Bobby

Bobby

Take my hand!

Stay away!

It's not safe.

I don't care!

Get away

Please

Mom put this in my pack just in case.

We're gonna be okay.

We can't stay here at night. All our stuff's in the lake.

We'll manage.

How?

My phone, do you still have it?

Here, let me.

If it works, we can call for help.

What the hell were you thinking?

I told you to stay in the store.

I was trying to find you.

Everyone bailed on me.

Every last one, except you and Blake.

Well then it will just be the three musketeers.

I can't do a calendar with three people there, Dev.

What about the other nine months?

You can tell a lot about a person

by how loyal their friends are.

Astrid.

I asked them to give up one Saturday, Dev.

One Saturday morning!

for charity!

We did a calendar like this in Sweden,

And it was a huge success.

Well, perhaps this is something to consider.

What?

Perhaps not everyone shares your Swedish

sensibility about nudity.

Nudity is healthy and natural.

Of course, but some people might feel,

differently about posing naked in a calendar.

Which people?

You know, people. Other people.

Not myself.

Though I can see the argument.

A question of values.

Are you bailing on me too?

No, of course not!

All I am saying.

What are you saying, Dev?

I'm saying that,

That I love you.

And I will talk to them.

I will fix this.

Good job at starting the fire.

It wasn't hard. If I had matches.

If I had that stack of rice,

I could get my phone working too.

Darcy mears dropped his phone in the lake last summer.

His mom dried it out with rice.

Well, if we had that sack of rice,

we wouldn't be here right now.

This is hopeless.

Your feet?

They're starting to thaw.

But it's not that bad.

Don't lie.

Okay. They hurt, and it's going to get a lot worse.

You were the one who wanted to come out here

in the first place.

I know.

I would have stayed at the store, like you said, but...

I'm not blaming you for anything.

I'm going to need your help, Connor.

First, I need you to collect more wood, for the fire.

Then we need to build a shelter, a quinzee.

I don't know how to build a quinzee.

But I do.

And I'll show you how to do it.

Winner flies the plane tomorrow.

You're on.

You might as well give up right now.

might be easier.

I'll admit, you've still got the touch.

Now, Silas... Silas was the one

who could really shoot pool.

There was this one time... must have been '77, '78,

and he was flying a couple hunters up the Deh Cho.

Halfway through the trip, he tells them he needs

to make a pit-stop.

So he lands on this little sandspit, hands off beads

and sewing needles to an elder who lives off the grid.

The hunters couldn't believe it. Silas says...

"Priorities." We always saw things the same way.

So that's what this trip is about?

This trip is about spending time with my daughter.

'Kay, right. Okay, go ahead. Come on.

Get it off your chest.

You decided to start up a Search and Rescue division.

I didn't stand in your way.

Because you gave me your shares of the company.

Yes, I did.

And now you're having second thoughts.

I'm questioning the priorities,

the resources we're pouring into this. Silas understood.

It's about trips like this, right now...

supply runs to the communities.

Nothing high-tech, nothing sexy.

Just totally crucial to people's lives.

That's the foundation of Arctic Air.

Yeah, I agree. And a foundation is something you build on.

No, what I'm trying to say...

You didn't want the responsibility,

but you do want control.

This isn't about me. It's about Arctic Air.

It's about making decisions that are right for the company.

That's what I'm trying to do.

Well, then you need to...

And you need to trust me to do it. Otherwise...

I don't really know where we go from here.

Figured I'd find you two in here.

Mel, Krista, this is George.

Just arrived from Deer Lake.

Drove eight hours in a car with no heat,

just in time to miss the one

and only flight to Tsiigehtchic.

Wow, I'm sorry, we're not exactly going to...

Yeah, but George is.

At least, that's where he's supposed to be going...

Because that's where his wedding is tomorrow.

Once it's built, we'll need to poke the sticks into it.

That way, you'll know where the walls are

when you start digging it out.

We don't even have sleeping bags.

Trust me.

Our people have been doing this for thousands of years.

"Our" people?

We're lucky. We come from good Dene stock.

Hunters and trappers who've lived

through nights colder than this.

My dad and I built a quinzee together,

the time he took me out on the land

to kill my first caribou.

Yeah, you told me.

And I'll tell you something else.

Two years ago, I was in a worse situation than this.

Plane went down, my friend was hurt. I didn't believe

I couldn't get us through.

I called my dad, your ehtsee, to help me that time.

Your dad died before I was born.

When I called, he came. Not the way I expected it,

but he came.

Would you just stop it? I'm going for help.

No, you're not. Connor! You...

You can't even walk.

You could die out here, telling me stupid stories

about old Indians and ghosts.

We're not gonna die. And those are our stories.

Your stories. Not mine.

You're my son. You got my mom pregnant.

That doesn't make you my real dad.

Connor...

I'm not an Indian!

Not an Indian? What's that supposed to mean?

My mom's half-white, half Filipino. And my real dad?

He's white.

Yeah, well, David was the one who was there.

Doesn't matter who raised you. It's in your blood.

And I'm not like them.

Like who?

Those kids who sniff gasoline.

Those losers who stagger around town, drunk.

Do you see me doing that? Or Loreen, or Caitlin?

Maybe it's because we know who we are.

You can't know who you are unless you know

where you come from.

That's what my dad used to tell me.

That's why he always took me out

on the land every chance he got.

Yeah, you're so proud of being an Indian.

Yeah, I am.

So why'd you leave all those years?

Go down south to be a white guy?

I was still Dene when I was in Vancouver.

Sure, I was wearing the expensive suits,

but I still got called "chief."

Look, I know what it feels like to be followed around

in a store because of the colour of your skin,

or being called "Tonto" or "toboggan" in school.

I get it, okay? But I had two parents who were proud

of who they were.

I'm sorry that I wasn't there to share that with you.

I'm trying to do that now.

Well, maybe I don't want you to.

Look, Connor... come sit by me for a few minutes.

Please.

Naaka, The northern lights.

My dad would tell me if I whistled at them, they'd come down

and take me away.

Haven't whistled at them to this day.

It's just solar winds carrying cosmic dust.

♪ You see? ♪ ♪ Dressed just like a queen... ♪ ♪

I love Astrid.

But she is from Sweden, land of the naked blonde.

And I am from India, land of many wraps and covered bodies.

You see what I am saying?

There is a cultural disconnection here.

Plus the kamasutra.

What?

India has the kamasutra. It's basically a sex manual.

It is not a sex manual.

Have you read it?

The kamasutra is a guide to virtuous and gracious living.

It describes 63 different sex positions.

Yes, it offers wisdom on the nature of love,

but also on family and other aspects pertaining

to spiritual matters.

And it does not contain 63 different sexual positions.

Buddy, I counted.

There are 64.

Are you sure?

I am very sure.

Which one did I miss?

I don't want to know about which one you missed.

What I need to know is, what am I supposed to do now?

I gave Astrid my word!

Well, I mean, you could try keeping it.

You did a good job. I'm proud of you.

I don't see how that thing's gonna keep us warm.

I was 10 years old when I built my first quinzee,

and I thought the roof was going to cave in,

so my dad decided to jump on top of it

and do a little dance.

Like you're gonna do that.

I'll be able to walk by tomorrow morning.

And if you can't?

Someone will come looking.

What was he like?

Your ehtsee? He was a quiet guy.

But when he said something, you paid attention.

And he had the best laugh, it came right from his gut.

And your mom?

She was a feisty one. Wouldn't take crap from anybody.

Underneath, she was a big softie.

She would hug me and your auntie Deanna so tight,

we could hardly breathe.

We would go to school with lipstick marks on our cheeks.

Mom still tries that on me.

At least she doesn't wear bright red lipstick.

It's my fault we're stuck out here.

Hey, it's gonna be okay.

Would you stop saying that?

We've got a fire and we've got shelter.

First thing tomorrow.

If they're not here tomorrow morning, I'm going for help.

No, you're not. You're gonna stay right here with me.

I'm serious.

So am I.

Not gonna have my son walking into a blizzard.

See what I'm saying?

Loads of crap all the way to Tsiigehtchic.

We fly in crap all the time.

That's what I told George.

The Ivarsons, they fly in anything.

Assuming we have the fuel to get there.

So do we?

It'll be close because of the headwinds,

but yeah, we should have enough to make it to Tsiigehtchic.

The forecast says the front's bringing

a temperature inversion.

We'll get up and down before the worst of it hits.

That's your decision?

Wheels up in 10.

Connor? Connor!

Connor!

We're at 7,000 feet.

We'll hit clear sky soon.

An inversion layer doesn't go on forever.

That's what we said at 5,000 feet

and the temperature is starting to drop.

We're fine.

George? How you doing?

Good morning.

One coffee, black. One blueberry scone.

The answer's still no.

We have reconceived the calendar.

Nudity is no longer involved.

Is this a day old? It's a little stale.

Fully clothed. An evening gown.

What's the catch?

No, no. No catch. You are January. You are cold,

but unbearably beautiful.

You are nothing like the Loreen we see each day.

What's wrong with...?

And all over the north, jaws will drop.

Astrid's okay with this?

You changed my calendar without even asking?

The problem is solved.

You call this supporting me?

Astrid, please.

Your calendar in Sweden was a very different proposition.

It was beautiful.

It was naked Swedes.

This was naked Arctic Air employees naked Devs and Ceces.

You had no right.

And it would have been naked Astrid!

With everyone staring at you, and-

You were raised with certain values.

But so was I and I can't help being who I am.

You're an idiot.

However, I am your idiot.

10,000 feet.

I can read gauges, same as you.

Well, then check the wings. We're starting to ice up.

We need to make a decision.

Daisy, this is Mel Ivarson. Do you read?

Fort Seymour, this is Arctic Air. Can you read?

You're starting to crackle and pop, but I can hear you.

Go ahead.

We're still in wet air. Any reports on how high this goes?

Negative, Mel. Haven't heard.

What's your current altitude?

The altitude's not a problem, but we need to find dry air

before clear ice has a chance to form.

I'm starting to lose you, Mel.

Do you read me?

Mel?

Two choices. There's dry air farther down,

and dry air farther up.

The plane's only licensed to 12,000 feet.

I've flown at 13.

An unpressurized cabin,

and we don't have any oxygen masks.

And those wings will keep icing

until we're out of the inversion.

If I had to bet my life? We're closer to dry air going up.

We keep climbing.

Welcome to the Sahara. What did I tell you?

13,000 feet. How are you holding up?

Never better.

How about you?

I'm okay, so far.

Check on the groom.

Make sure we haven't frozen him to death.

Connor!

Connor!

Bobby!

Bobby?

Dad?

Ehtsee, please help me.

Grandpa?

Let's keep you warm.

What kind of casket do you think I should get?

I'm thinking birch. Leave the bark right on it.

George, where are you from?

What?

Where do you come from?

Deer Lake.

Told you all about it last night. Remember?

You were just talking about caskets.

Yeah because my fiancee's gonna kill me

if I'm late for our wedding.

She's not big on Indian time.

Okay. False alarm. Lack of oxygen can really mess

with your head. George, we're getting you to your wedding.

A little cold, but he's doing okay.

Who is?

Our passenger.

Oh, right. Daisy's with us, forgot.

You mean George.

Yeah, of course. The kid.

Mel? Look at me.

Just relax. I got this.

I think maybe I should take the controls.

Hey, hey, a bet's a bet. You want to be pilot?

Learn how to shoot pool.

We're at nearly 14,000 feet.

I know where we are.

So how come we're still climbing?

Mel, I need you to listen to me.

You are not thinking clearly.

Maybe the lack of oxygen is affecting your hearing.

I already told you, I am fine.

We are at 14,000 feet. I need you to level off, now.

I need you to give me the controls.

We're in the same cockpit, breathing the same air.

It affects everybody differently.

And I've flown at 14,000 feet before.

When you were younger!

It's your heart, your valve problem.

You can't process oxygen the same way you used to.

There's not a damned thing wrong with my heart.

Dad

Dad! Look at me! I'm your daughter,

and you're going to kill me.

You are going to kill both of us.

I have never let you down.

Not even once. So for God's sake, don't start now.

My whole life, you have been the best pilot in the north.

But I am younger.

And for right now, today

I am stronger.

I need you to trust me to do this.

Connor!

Connor!

Connor...

Then Helen comes out of nowhere.

Turns out she was checking her trap-line.

So I said you had to be near the lake.

Can you believe they found you out in that blizzard?

I mean, that's pretty cool, right?

That's pretty cool.

What money?

You were in the store.

You stole a sack of rice.

The money was inside.

Etta, I'll do what I can to smooth this over.

I'll chuck in the rice. But you gotta give back the money.

The manager.

This is the same guy that said you stole a chocolate bar.

What's going on?

Do you have a radio phone I can use?

10,000 feet. Headache's gone. How about you?

Engine one's running rough.

Probably ice blocking the air-filter intake.

Controls are stiff, too.

Near -40 outside. That'll be thickening the oil

and the hydraulic fluid.

Still have some wing ice. Tsiigehtchic is 15 minutes away.

What do you think?

You're the pilot.

Well, the ice is screwing with the airflow.

If I take her down now, we could stall out.

Not if you approach with a high enough air speed.

Safe option would be to bypass Tsiigehtchic

and divert to Moose Bay, although I don't know

if we have the fuel.

So make the call.

Let's get George to his wedding.

Tsiigehtchic or bust.

The runway's clear, but your visibility's going

to be near zero, right down to a hundred feet.

I need you to tell us the second you see our plane.

Will do. Is there a problem?

Windows are icing on the outside

and we can't get a clear view to see if the wheels are down.

Copy that.

Still no Greens on the gear-down lamps.

Could be just the cold messing with the electrics.

Or the landing gear is frozen.

You know this bird better than anyone.

It's your decision. And I trust you.

My decision is, I'm asking you.

The wheels are down.

Are you sure?

Nope, just telling you what I think.

Don't be wrong. Tsiigehtchic, we're coming in.

Copy.

200 feet. 150.

Okay, I've got you. Landing gear is down.

Repeat, your landing gear is down.

Now make yourself useful and land this damned plane.

Hey, hey, hey. You can't just walk around,

tearing my place apart.

Just doing a proper search of a crime scene.

How many times do I have to tell you?

The Indian woman took it.

She's probably halfway to the arctic circle by now.

Stashed under the floorboards.

Who the hell put it there?

Why don't you tell us, Mr. Klassen? It's your floor.

15 minutes to spare.

I'd kiss you, but I'm getting married.

Thanks, for everything.

I'll go call the fuel guy.

Hey, what I said to you up there.

I was just trying to get you to listen.

And it worked. So don't apologize.

These ideas you have for the company

a lot of them are pretty good.

Thanks.

A few of them truly suck.

I'm guessing you'll let me know which ones are which?

I'd say that's a safe assumption.

Dad? You don't get to leave, ever.

Wouldn't frigging dream of it.

Dad? When I was out there in that blizzard.

I didn't think I was gonna make it.

We were both really lucky.

I asked ehtsee for help. It's like he heard.

As you may have heard, Dev and I have had a few,

creative differences,

but we have reached to a mutual decision.

I would not necessarily call it a mutual decision.

Perhaps one that.

Carry on. Carry on.

As not everyone shares my "Swedish sensibilities,"

I will leave it to each one of you to decide,

as individuals,

whether you would like to wear clothes or not.

I don't mind showing a little skin.

Uh, yes, you do.

Excuse me?

Caitlin will wear an astronaut's suit.

Like Astrid said, nudity is healthy and natural.

When you're born, yes.

Says the woman who showers in her bathing suit.

I do not!

Please, people, people If no one at all is comfortable

taking their clothes off, then this is perfectly fine, too.

We will all just bundle up and

Oh, what the hell. I mean,

Who's gonna pay to see me with my clothes on?

Cece, seriously. No one really needs to

Hey! Are we talking? Or are we stripping?