Just breathe, just breathe!
Moscow office just got robbed.
Took a bunch of guys hostage.
- We gotta go! - Wait, are they okay?
Everybody out! Now!
- I'll call the embassy. - Fuck the embassy.
No time for questions! Pack up your shit!
We leave in 10:00!
If I can't find a flight, I'll rent a car.
- Whatever it takes. - Here! In the parking lot.
Lock the door, now!
You are in charge?
Yeah.-Good.
Everybody else under tables!
Come on, get in!
Where are you taking us?
This has to be a mistake.
We didn't-- there's no reason for this.
Just a bunch of shitty guys looking for a buck.
Is a buck worth being this shitty?
You ever not had a buck?
If your companies pay, you are free to go.
Until then, work.
Give us a reason to feed you.
Come on. Come on!
Work! Work!
Shit!
Rutherford.
Henry Rutherford.
Henry!
Join me.
Come on.
You're an engineer, yeah?
Electrical.
- So? - If it's just the capacitor,
I can replace that pretty easily, but, uh...
could you get another unit like this?
Possibly. A damaged one.
We just need the one piece.
Okay. I know a guy who can get us one.
You get a signal,
and maybe I get you from the yard from time to time.
Help with repairs.
No! No!
Don't! Please don't!
No, don't!
No! Please don't!
Shh, shh, shh, shh.
Oh, please. No, please!
Please don't!
Pull up your pants, sweet cheeks.
Wait. You guys American?
Listen to me, no one gets outta Kharzin's cabin alive.
Why did he let you go?
And how did you get that fuckin' cookie?
Kharzin, he needs a radio repaired.
- And? - And then I'm gonna go back.
And he's gonna get a part and then I'm going to fix it.
Next time you go up there,
- I want you to-- - No, no, no.
Hey, hey, hey, shut the fuck up.
No, this is good. This can help us.
Listen. What's your name?
- Henry. - Henry, okay.
We need to talk.
We have a plan.
You guys are fucking crazy.
- Just a key. - So, what?
You're gonna get out the locked doors?
Past the armed guards? Outrun the rabid dogs?
Somehow get through the gate,
then travel God knows how far through the Siberian tundra,
from the middle of fuckin' nowhere?
That could take months!
- 10 days, if all goes well. - "If."
Look, the key is on a pink rabbit's foot.
We get that key, we get that truck.
We get outta here.
We all go home.
Thomas.
The fuck are you doing?
Huh?
You want that to be you?
Fuck off!
Okay.
How far do you think it is from here to Finland?
Why?
I heard some guys talking about... some crazy idea.
How crazy?
Crazy enough to... not bother talking about it.
Nevermind. It's suicide.
Yeah, well, what makes--
what makes you think staying here isn't?
- Huh? - I know what you're getting at.
But I'm not the kind of guy
who just casually escapes from prisons.
No one is coming to save us,
and we are not getting to go home with good behavior.
So, you get any chance to get outta here, you take it.
I just...
It's...
It's a choice.
So is staying here.
Everything all right?
Yep.
Yeah.
Sir. Sorry, I really shouldn't put these down.
Would you mind passing me a pair of pliers?
Don't got none in here.
Oh, uh, I think I saw some on the bench outside.
I can probably get them.
Oh, no. No, no, no.
Wait here.
Henry.
What are doing?
Thank you.
Oh, shit.
Did you get it or what?
Fuckin' got it.
Thomas?
Hey.
You ready?
Henry?
Henry!
Time to go.
- Two, three. - All right.
Fill the bags.
All right, bring it in.
I'm gonna drive.
This motherfucker and that motherfucker.
I love you guys.
See you guys on the other side.
- Okay. - let's go.
All right. Okay.
Go on.
Shut up. Shut the fuck up.
Go!
Come on!
- Cover me! - Move!
Let's go! Move!
Fuck!
I'm out!
Henry, fuckin' run!
Run!
Let's go, move!
Hurry, hurry!
Okay.
Can we...
Okay. I guess we'll stop here.
Yeah.
How many rounds you got left?
About half a mag?
Thanks.
Hey.
We did it.
Yeah. Yeah, we did.
Time to move.
What, uh, happened last night?
You're welcome.
Sorry. Thank you.
I just...
what was supposed to happen there?
We got a problem?
No, I just...
- Why-- - So, you can go back.
And let the Russian rapists fuck you to death.
No?
Or maybe we can get the guards
to beat your cuck ass first.
Soften it up for 'em.
- Sorry. - Or maybe,
just maybe... you should shut the fuck up,
and be grateful for the goddamn golden ticket
we gave you to get outta there.
Hey, hey, hey.
You know, you're lucky
that men like us do the dirty work,
so boys like you can keep your hands clean.
- Thank you. - What's that?
Thank you.
Kurt, did you hear that?
Yeah, I think he gets it.
All right.
Okay.
You're welcome, Henry.
Okay.
Let's go!
What is--
Shit.
Oh, fuck!
Go left!
Covering!
Let's play nice.
Whoa, whoa! Hey.
My friend does not trust you.
Says that you attacked him.
Your friend tried to fuck our friend in the ass.
Whoa, whoa, whoa! Hey, hey.
Thank you for the save.
And you're welcome for letting you outta your cell.
Look, we have supplies.
If we can trust you, you are welcome to join us.
Boys, we're all gonna be dog food,
if we don't fuckin' move.
I need your word.
All right.
You have my word.
- We go around. - Nope.
See? Easy.
You're up.
Come on, Henry! Let's go!
I wanna go back to the Gulag!
This is the waterfall.
All right, get out of here.
Heads up!
And this way, it's five or six days to this ridge.
Really? You think we're that close?
We've been planning this for months.
I don't think--are you sure?
These are the train tracks.
The nearest safe village is in Finland.
It's about a week walk.
Shit!
- Go, go, go, go. - Go, go, go, go.
Think it's safe to say we officially escaped.
What'd you say?
The wilderness is our prison now.
Let's go.
Vodka!-
Hey.
What are we going to do about this?
What?
You two.
You want to bend him over? Get him back?
No, of course not.
Give him smack, at least.
Hm?
No, no.
Clear the air.
You have never hit a man before, have you?
Sometimes, I--
It's okay.
- I show you. - Oh, honestly.
Brock.
Henry is going to hit you, one time. Hm?
No, I'm not.
Okay. It is settled.
One punch. Okay?
- No, honestly. - Do it, Henry.
- No, honestly, 'cause I don't-- - Come on, I'll show you.
I'll show you. Okay?
All right. Very important.
Use whole body when you punch, okay?
Not just arm.
Whole body. Okay?
Leg back. Take leg back.
Good. Okay, make punch.
Make fist. Make fist.
Okay. Now.
Very important. Step and...
Okay? Now.
No here.
Here.
- I don't wanna do this. - Oh, it's okay.
- I don't want-- - It's okay. Come.
Come on, Henry. Come on.
I don't wanna do this. I...
One. Come on.
Okay.
No, no.
I'd really-- I'd really rather not.
Henry.-I...
- I don't want-- - Do it, Henry!
Fuck!
Good job, Henry. Good job.
Nostrovia.
No kidding, single.
At least, I think she's single.
Anyway, I paid good money for this hotel room
and I wanna have a good time.
So, I take my other hand,
I take my other hand,
and I work up to her delightful titty,
and I give it a squeeze.
And bam!
Milk, right in my eye.
Um, Moloko.
Yes! That!
Moloko!
Yeah, breast milk!
I know it's natural and everything,
but I just kept thinking about babies,
so I just rolled over and I don't know,
I fuckin' pretended to fall asleep.
I would've poured a glass of Moloko first.
Moloko.
Brock! Shit.
Henry! Stop!
- Rope! - On it.
Henry!
Rope!
Hurry!
Henry. Henry, push!
Come on, come on.
Come on, pull!
Come on, Henry.
Okay. Okay. Let's go.
All right.
You're okay.
Get up.
Come on.
Come on, Henry!
That's one.
Hey, Henry! Hey!
Henry! Breathe!
Fuck.
Hey, we need to get a fire going.
- Yeah. - Henry? Henry. Hey, Henry.
Wake the fuck up.
Please, please, God.
When you start praying, you stop trying.
Get up, Henry.
Get up, Henry!
Run!
Run, Henry!
How do you feel?
Terrified.
Confused.
Cold?
- What do we have left? - Eight cans of beans.
Some bread. Biscuits.
That's it?
I'm sorry. What did you bring?
I wasn't planning an escape for three months.
It's not like there was a fucking pantry to raid.
Enough! We've already crossed the lake.
We're making good time.
Yeah.
And there's one less mouth to feed.
When they go...
Okay.
Henry.
Come on.
Eat, Henry.
If you don't eat, you will die.
So will we.
Looks like the only way up.
Easy enough.
If you don't fuck up.
You think he can do it?
You think he'll survive another night?
I wanna get him back on his feet.
- But there's a point. - There is a point.
We can't just keep feeding him everything.
One more night.
If he can carry himself up, it'll be worth it.
If not, we'll put him down.
Take what meat we can.
Henry.
- Get up, Henry. - Oh, I can't.
I tried earlier. I...
- Get up! - What?
Listen to me. There is no time.
Have you shot one of these?
- What? No. - Here.
Stock in the shoulder.
Finger off the trigger, unless you intend to kill.
And if you do, safety is here.
Stabilize here.
Mag.
Why are you showing me this?
Why do you think they brought you here?
A cow is only kept alive, as long as there is feed.
If you are not on your feet tomorrow,
they are going to eat you, Henry.
Hide your fear.
Welcome back.
- Good morning. - Good night, actually.
Rest up. Hard times in the morning.
Bring your left foot up!
There you go!
All right! I'm up, boys.
Enjoy the view.
Piece of piss.
Once we get up there, how are we gonna--
Not now. Focus.
You're up, Henry!
Come on!
Oh, God! Oh, God!
Oh!
Don't worry! Kurt's got ya!
Okay, I'm okay. Sorry. Slipped.
Okay.
Victor, come on. You're not even tied off yet.
- Just climb. - Okay.
Okay. Okay.
Okay. Reach.
Reach.
Okay.
Step up. Step up.
Okay. Okay, Henry.
Henry, they have you.
You got this. Okay?
- Let's go. - Okay.
Okay. Okay.
- Reach! - Okay.
No, no, no, no!
No! No!
Victor!
- He's still alive! - Henry, stop!
- Let me down! - Stop moving!
Henry! Stop moving!
Victor, I'm coming down!
God damn it. Take the rope.
Take the rope.
Victor, I'm coming down!
I'm coming down--
- You didn't have to-- - You didn't stop.
Still.
You didn't have to shoot him.
What happened when you tried to save Brock?
Kurt.-Hm?
If you had listened to us, Victor might still be alive.
You want me to go get him?
Nah. Give him a few minutes.
You know, you didn't have to say that.
Don't get too close.
All right, boys.
It's all beans from here.
We'll reach the train tracks tomorrow.
We'll have to pass some high ground.
It's gonna be cold up there,
but we'll try to camp below the snow line.
It'll get easier from there.
That's either gonna kill you, or make you shit out your eyeballs.
I don't wanna shit out my eyeballs.
Speaking of shitting.
There was this one time in Cabo...
well, Kurt could tell you better.
Kurt!
Fuck!
Where the hell are the train tracks?
This doesn't make any sense.
- Oh, no. - What?
I was--I was worried that--fuck!
What? What?
I've seen surveys of the area and I thought that...
Wait, wait, wait. You knew where we were
and you didn't fuckin' say anything?
I wasn't positive.
You guys seemed to know what you were doing,
and our drones didn't do detailed scans of all the--
You've seen fucking drone footage?
All right.
Where the fuck are we?
You thought that the prison was here,
but I think it was actually back here.
So, the train tracks would be...
What're you saying?
They're on the other side
of those fucking mountains!
- Fuck! - Jesus fucking Christ.
Fuck!
You fuckin' son of a bitch!
I will fucking kill you.
Hey, hey, hey, hey!
Get the fuck off of me! Huh?
Next time you think you know something
that might save our lives,
you fucking say it.
Do you understand me?
Two cans left.
We stick to the plan, get past the lake,
go through the mountain, find the train tracks.
Should we stop to hunt at all?
We need to cover as much ground as we can.
Hope we find something.
The longer we're out here, the more dangerous it gets.
What're we gonna do if we run outta food?
Start praying.
Okay.
Any luck?
Nope. Not yet.
But I thought that if we are
walking by the lake later on today,
we could stop for a fishing trip.
Everything might be frozen up there.
Might be worth it.
We have to move.
We wasted half a day on this shit.
And a bean.
Get up.
What are you doing?
We lost a day. We lose a night.
Kurt, I don't think he can--
No, no, I'm good.
I'm good.
Let's go.
All right.
You doing all right?
Never better.
Yeah.
Oh.
I can't believe I never asked, but...
how'd you end up in that place?
You don't wanna know.
That bad?
- You got a wife? - No.
Just Moloko stories.
Kids?-Probably.
My wife didn't want me to come to Russia.
She said, uh, Sophie wouldn't know me when I got back.
I could explain every detail of this, but, uh...
well... you can imagine.
All right. Tell me about 'em.
Well, uh, if you look here,
you'll see some brown hair flowing in the wind,
that leads to the lovely face of my wife Lily.
She actually has blonde hair but she dyes it brown
so people at work take her more seriously.
And if you follow her freckled arm down this way,
you'll see it wrapped around my sassy little girl, Sophie.
She's only five years old,
but, I swear, she thinks she runs house.
Uh, this one time, she called a family meeting
at 6:15 AM, only to tell us that we had another meeting,
the next day at 6:15.
She's such a little shit.
- You know? - Down.
Come on. Come on, come on, come on.
Shoot.
Fuck! No!
Not bad.
Not good.
But not bad.
Kurt?
What the fuck are you doing?
No, no, no, no, no! Please, please!
Motherfucker tried to take my gun!
- What? - No, no!
- I thought I saw a wolf! - A wolf?
You saw a fuckin' wolf?
I didn't wanna startle it,
I just thought that even if I could shoot--
You never fucking touch my gun!
Please, please, please!
I-I-I'm sorry! Okay?
Bad idea! Bad idea!
It won't happen again. It was--please.
Please.
We good?
Yeah.
Just go back to sleep.
Okay.
Kurt, what the fuck are you doing?
Please...
The fuck are you doing?
This is why he's here.
Henry.
What?
- Henry, stop. Henry. - What the--
Henry, stop!
You with me?
I'm sorry about last night.
It's not how I wanted that to happen.
Hunger does strange things to men.
This is about survival, Henry.
We don't wanna kill you. We don't...
don't wanna have to eat you.
Really.
But this is why we freed you.
Fucking just let me go.
Fuck!
- Fuck! - Shut the fuck up!
Fucking let me go, you--
Shut up! Stop!
Shut the fuck up!
I'm gonna offer you a choice.
If you want,
I will kill you right now.
Or...
you can come with us.
And there is a chance...
that you will walk out of these woods.
Just not whole.
Henry...
you have to choose.
I'll come with you.
Good man.
- Whoa! - Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Hey. Hey.
You gotta be careful, Henry.
It might get easier, down there.
This will do.
Fuck!
Fuck! I can't.
Let's just find an easier way up.
It'd be fine if we weren't dragging this sack of shit.
- Come on. - Fuck.
Anthony!
Reach!
- Henry, reach! - Come on!
Reach!
This is fucked.
This is sad. We need to finish him now.
I am not carrying his fucking carcass up this entire mountain!
Climb.
Hey!
Get your ass up and climb,
or you will never fucking move again.
Do you hear me?
Oh, fuck.
You know, if you were in better shape,
we could've climbed up there and saved all this drama.
Yeah?
Would you guys have chosen me in the first place
if I wasn't such a fat fuck?
All right. You're good.
I understand.
What's that?
You're doing what you have to do.
I mean, I don't like it.
But... I get it.
You guys are soldiers, right?
Yeah. Something like that.
You do what you have to do to survive.
Yeah. Not this.
I don't know.
You want guys who can do what we do.
Who've done what we've done.
But this?
Henry.
I'm sorry.
I wish there was another way.
I would've been killed in that place.
So...
if going through this means that I have the smallest chance
of seeing my family again?
Then... thank you.
I just wanna go home, man.
Me, too.
Guys, guys, guys!
Ah, fuck!
Fuck!
Don't!
If we cut below the elbow, we can sanitize
and cauterize it before he bleeds out.
You don't have to do this!
Please!
Hold him still.
Fuck!
You chopped my hand in half!
Fuck. Where's the ammo?
- Ammo! - I don't fucking know!
- Just do something! - Come on!
Okay.
Okay. Okay.
Where the fuck is he?
Jesus!
You've gotta be fucking kidding me.
Come on.
How many rounds left?
Okay. Anthony, hey.
Next shot, you go around that way.
I'm gonna go around this way. We're gonna flank him.
Flank him? I have no gun, one hand.
He's got no arm and no fucking clue what he's doing.
Get your goddamn head out of your fucking ass.
Okay.
Oh, he's gone.
Kurt!
Get the fuck off me.
Fuck.
Fuck!
Oh, fuck!
I got him.
Oh, then fucking take him!
I'm done with this!
Almost empty, Henry!
Save one for yourself!
It's over, Henry.
Don't make this harder on yourself than it needs to be.
Gotta hand it to you, Henry.
I'm a little impressed.
- Oh, God. - What the fuck are you doing?
There you go.
Piece of shit.
It's okay.
Fuck.
Please, God.
Come on. We're getting close.
Almost there.
Flat terrain.
Catering. Dancing girls.
Come on. Come on.
Come on.
Come on, yeah.
Yeah.
Anthony, hey. Hey, hey.
Come on. Come on.
Let's go. Good.
Let's go.
Hey.
Thank you.