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Subtitles by Renatinha Tankinha.

-Come on, come on.

Grab onto me!

-Help!

-Dad?

-Rick! Rick!

-Dad! No!

-Lucas!

-Tremors have started again.

Three to four times a day now.

Maybe it's because everything just keeps getting colder all the time.

I don't know.

Everyone's afraid.

It reminds me of when I was a boy.

Comet U-23 hurtled through our solar system.

And the whole world watched. Waiting to see if the comet meant life

or death.

The comet

struck the Pacific with the magnitude

of all the nuclear weapons in all the world.

Cults were gone in minutes.

The inlet surge flooded the Great Plains.

My father

was a ranger in the sanction of Crystal Mountains in Colorado.

We escaped the flooding.

We were the lucky few.

Then the freezing began.

Comet U-23

had knocked the Earth out of its orbit.

That was 10,000 days ago.

I was five.

I am now a man of 31 and a leader of our clan.

My name is Lucas Beck.

Remy Farnwell's family lived with our clan for 15 years.

Remy claims they were forced out.

And now they covet what is ours,

tried to kill us.

The men who were once our brothers

are now our enemies.

And now

we have Farnwells living to our north and south

waiting.

Always waiting.

-Mom, another stone, quick.

-Over here, dad.

Lam 'em down easy.

-Here we go.

- Where did you find him? - He came from the north.

- Farnwells clan. - He was alone?

- Yeah, he was alone. I found him on the putter ice field.

- Were there stress fractures? - No.

There was an uplifting in the ice. - So it's true?

The ice is thickening.

-Lower your voice.

-You're afraid, I understand that.

Last winter we saw this, the uplifting in the ice.

I won't have you scaring everyone. - They're already scared, Lucas.

Unlike your father,

we chose not to be in denial.

The boy was alone.

They're all dead; You know it. - That's enough.

Where's your family, boy?

- The ice took 'em. - Took 'em how?

-Please, we wanna help.

-It was like...

something evil

had just come up and crushed them.

-How long ago?

- It was morning. - There could still be survivors.

-Boy, do you think anyone survived?

-No.

-How's he doing?

-Well, he's scared,

doesn't trust us.

-Veena, you know he has to go.

- Lucas said this? - No, my brother said nothing.

-So why do you say he has to go?

- The clan's safety isn't important to you?

- Of course it is, but someone has to care for this boy.

-The Farnwells care for their own.

I mean it. If he stays here,

Remy will come for him.

If we don't have enough rations...

- Well, I'll share mine. Lucas would agree with me.

- You expect too much from my brother.

You always have.

- You think Lucas would send this boy where even he is afraid to go?

-Lucas is afraid of nothing.

-You're wrong.

He fears.

Not for himself, but he fears for all of us.

And that I'd understand.

But that is no reason to send this boy to what may be his death.

-It's Farnwell's ice, man.

-I'll check it out.

-Milo!

-Here.

- Oh my God. - What is it?

-Dad.

-This is fantastic.

- You said the ship was blue and white?

-Yeah.

- Any lettering? A name? - Three letters. UNI.

Above the windows or below?

-Above.

- You know the president was in the air when the come hit.

They thought the east coast was ground zero.

But instead of sending them to Mount Weather in Virginia,

they sent them west.

To Edwards.

- You think it was the Air Force One?

- I won't know for sure until we get inside.

-What's an an force one?

- Remember when you were a kid we used to lay out on

the roof and watch for the planes to go overhead

I told you to watch for the biggest one?

- I'm surprised they're not flying on the White House.

- Air Force One. - None of this explains

how they ended up frozen in an ice field here at the Sangre De Cristo's.

- No it doesn't, but I'm predicting no one made it off the jet.

- Why do you say that? - You said the doors are sealed.

The crew has sent out survivors.

- Their fuze launch was intact. Somebody must have survived.

-So why didn't they leave the jet?

-Maybe it was safer inside.

- What are we gonna find on that jet?

-It's a time capsule.

-We could find anything.

-Some pillows would be really nice.

- I'll see you in the back. - Help me get the gear together.

- Where are we going? - Hey guys, I got a theory.

They were headed west

not knowing they were headed towards the comet's impact zone.

-You want a son, I understand.

- He has no family, and if I raise him, what's wrong with that?

-You've told Lucas?

Why do you find it so difficult to be honest with him?

-Everything about us is difficult.

Boy?

I told him to stay put!

-Here you go.

-What are you doing?

-It's okay.

He's starving.

-Your sister's the doctor.

Okay? Not you.

- Yes, but I know when someone needs to eat.

It's okay. Eat.

-You gave him a full trout?

Are you crazy?

That's a six-month ration.

Look...

-It's okay.

- You gotta stop wasting our resources on this kid.

We can't trust him. He's a Farnwell.

- And he can't trust us if we're whispering and keeping secrets.

- Whoa, wait. - Wait!

-He didn't leave the building.

-We're gonna get in so much trouble.

-Wait! Don't run!

- Stop it. It's okay. It's okay.

- We need to lock him up our put him out.

-No, dad! He's just a boy!

- He's a danger to us all just by being here.

- Please, Lucas, you can't treat him like an animal.

- We all know Remy will come for him. - And so he will do what?

- This can't happen again. He's under your charge.

- Why is it that we always get stuck

powering these blood lamps?

-You're such a baby.

- It's because they like feeding on young blood

and besides, our bodily fluids can replenish faster than old peoples'.

My arms hurt. Your turn to charge flashlights. I'm done.

Come on, trade.

-Hey, I heard that.

Who are you calling old?

-You know what I mean.

-Listen,

as soon as those blood lamps are full,

bring them downstairs, okay?

We're heading the ice lines.

-Is there another door?

- All the other doors are closed with too much ice in the way.

- Can you see through the ice? Come over here.

-Hey right over here.

- Why you're writing a journal still baffles me.

-So not to forget how.

-Paper is precious fuel, sister.

-Going to the northern clan?

-Yeah.

-Send greetings to my nephews.

Give these to them.

Tell them I love them and

health to your wife.

-Our father,

he brought these

from a tiny island in the Caribbean.

Aruba.

- Yes. From a time and place I've never known.

-Imagine a home

where you never cover your skin, never feel cold.

Lucas has had a taste of this.

-His clan feels the cold, too.

- Your good will toward the Becks is misguided.

What is that? Product of love?

- A desire for peace, brother. - Peace...

When our father fought to keep disease from the clan,

Lucas' father ignored him.

He brought death to our mother. - We were one clan then.

I don't blame them as you do.

You and father started that fight.

- You lost us our home! - And in the ten years since,

what have they offered us?

- Then they should open the doors to all of us.

They don't have the resources, so you would take from them and offer them death.

I want no part in your fight. - Oh!

I fight for our lives.

'Cause next year the temperature will drop another four degrees as it does every year.

And Lucas and his clan will be alive

in the observatory, and their doors will not be open to our dying children!

Will they?

Just so you understand,

nothing good will come of your love for Lucas.

-Whoa.

-Hey,

when was the last time you got new clothes?

-This is Air Force One.

-Where's David?

- Where's David? - David?

-David!

-What?

-David!

David!

-David!

- David! - David?

David, where are you?

-Do you see him?

-What is all this?

-Something that could save our lives.

-The Northern Plan is gone.

- Gone? - All 40 solds.

Dead.

-Lucas is responsible.

- We refuse to give him shelter. He keeps us all out here on the ice.

It's the third time this week they're pollinated.

We're gonna have a great harvest.

- I need more insulin. Mom's blood sugar’s been elevated.

- She's been doing so well on half doses lately.

- Well, yes, but she stopped exercising.

- We've got to get her back on that bike.

- Alright, well, you talk to her, please.

- The pumpkin harvest wasn't so good,

so I've mixed a new cocktail of.

Cinnamon and Turmeric. I don't know how well she'll respond to it.

How's her circulation?

- Not great. She's developed a skin condition on her toes.

- And how's the boy? - He's resting.

He enjoys William's guitar.

Let's hope this works.

-Amelie.

You can't be here.

- Please. - No! How'd you get passed the guards?

- Lucas showed me the way in case I ever needed to come.

- I will not be a part of this. - Please, give him this message.

- Before I change my mind. No, go.

- You're certain this equipment can save us?

- It has the potential to save our lives, Lucas.

But there are risks.

- We need to be very clear on those risks, David.

Lucas doesn't understand it. - That I get it.

- You get it? You understand this technology has

the power to destroy everything that we've

done, everything we've worked for, everything

that we've built to secure our future

in an instant. Do you understand that? - What future? Tell me.

What future?

More snow? More ice?

More freezing cold? More fighting?

Ask Sam. He'll tell you we're living on borrowed time.

All this, whatever we've done or built, is a waste of time.

I am willing to risk everything to change the future.

-A boy.

One of ours.

- Someone came from the south and found him.

-No...

they took him.

-We're taking on hit.

We've got a lot of comet fragments everywhere.

Alpha 28955 dropping.

Speed 219.

- Full G force. - Affirmative.

So much smoke down there. 8850, close that door.

Whoa, we are hit!

Right wing is on fire. - We're going down!

Air force one, stopping below the clouds.

-Oh my God.

- Pull up! - Water. Ah, plenty of altitude.

7900.

-Pull up!

...Pull, pull up, pull up!

Pull up! - I'm trying!

- They never made it back over the Sangre De Cristo's.

The tsunami the comet created must have been enormous.

Imagine a 4, 000 foot wave rolling over the western states.

Fighting the valleys, heading mountain passes.

Now we know how they ended up here.

-Tell me about the weapons.

-All of this is NEA technology.

Airborne operations was retrofitted into Air force One.

- Why? - So the president, secretary of defense,

military chiefs of staff, could fight a nuclear war from the air.

-Lucas. - Dad, please.

I need to understand our options here. All of them.

I think we have access to the entire US nuclear arsenal.

-How powerful are these weapons?

- Imagine the heat of the sun, right here, on earth,

and for a split second releasing its energy all of it at once.

- And you're actually saying that's an option?

- So if we super heat a small portion of the continent

maybe we save ourselves from freezing to death.

-In theory.

-Why wouldn't we do that?

-Because it sounds really dangerous.

- Since when has anything dangerous bothered you?

- You don't know what these bombs are capable of, son.

You grew up without any knowledge of a cold war or

fear of nuclear terrorism?

The radiation released from a single nuclear bomb could kill us, all of us.

And there is no guarantee that we won't chain reaction when we do it.

We're try and detonate one of these things, we might

get ten, we might get fifty, we might get one hundred. David, am I right?

-Yes.

-So we do nothing.

We have all this technology, this powerful resource, and we sit on it?

Really, Sam? You're afraid?

-Yeah, a little.

But I still think it's worth a shot.

-Right. Perhaps

David and I

can trace the identity of the of the individual weapons to their silos.

We can try and establish the ideal distance for a

nuclear blast with the least amount of radiation poisoning.

- If in fact such an ideal exists, and only if we can get a signal

to reach the silos. - I'm sorry, but I don't agree.

Are we so terrified that we're willing to radiate our

planet and risk destroying everything that we've built?

David, we have seen the results when men act out of fear.

Before we detonate a nuclear weapon we have to make damn sure,

absolutely certain, that it's our last option.

I understand that the situation is desperate,

I know that we have a drop in temperature,

I know we have extreme weather. But I'm convinced it's

mirrored by a warming trend in another part of the planet.

These are clear manifestations of global warming.

-Dad, come on. You can't prove it.

- I've been studying the night sky since the

soot cleared two decades ago, Lucas, and

I'm not dreaming when I see Venus and Mars lining up

on the horizon like they used to when the comet hit.

What I see is a return to unity.

The Sun's gravity has been pulling us back into our natural orbit for decades now.

And I know that like I know you two are my sons.

Two years from now, maybe, maybe five

we're gonna be hiking right down this mountain...

- Dad, you've been telling me this story since I was seven.

And I believed you, but now

I'm sorry, it's just wishful thinking.

And the sad thing is you still believe it.

-It's from Amalie.

I wouldn't give this to you if it weren't for the love my daughter had for you,

and her desire for your happiness.

Be careful.

- Have you made a decision about the boy?

-No, I haven't.

- Lucas, why is it so difficult for you to care for him?

We all need to know where this is headed. He especially needs to know.

-It's this simple.

He's one more human being that I'm responsible for.

And for me...

that's one too many.

- Or maybe he reminds you too much of Remy?

And that makes him intolerable, huh?

Shame on you.

-Veena wants to raise the boy.

- Remy will come for him sooner or later.

-Lucas will protect him.

-How do we know the boy wants protecting?

He'll decide for himself if he wants to stay or go.

It's not a prison. - Yes, but still, he's just. A. Boy.

And Veena has wanted a child for so long.

- Well, Veena knew what waiting would bring.

Hoping Lucas would love him as she loves him.

- And you have no compassion for her?

-I love my daughter,

but I see things as they are.

If the boy stays, there's gonna be trouble.

And a heartache for our daughter, because he will leave someday.

-You're so serious.

I want you to hold me and dream for a while.

But you are already so far, far away.

-Am I so far away now?

Amelie...

we were on the Northern ice field this morning.

The tremors have done a lot of damage.

- How bad? - The Northern clan...

-No, Lucas...

Remy's wife.

Those boys.

-We have one survivor.

Our boy. He won't tell us his name.

-My love, look at us.

We're all freezing to death.

An entire village is gone, and still we fight.

Isn't that the worst kind of torture? - what would you have me do?

-Unite us.

We don't have the resources. You know that.

The stress on our food and medical supplies would put us all in jeopardy.

It'd be madness. - There are less defeating children now.

- Even if these hardships could be overcome,

some men are incapable of living in harmony.

You know that.

You sent me this warning of an impending attack. Is that not proof it's impossible?

- Then you and I are stuck in the middle of this and we have nowhere to go.

It's hopeless. - No. Hey...

It's not hopeless.

We found something.

At the village, buried deep within the ice, something

more powerful than any of the ideas

that you and I or anyone we know has ever had.

It could end the freezing.

And all the fighting and the hunger for revenge.

We're not stuck anywhere except within the limitations of our imagination.

I have imagined so many outcomes

for all of us over these many years.

And now we have an opportunity to create change.

So I hope you'll agree

there's nothing hopeless about the nature of our love.

It's because of it that I feel anything is possible.

- Your good heart is what keeps me from running to you each night.

Because I know that patience

is what will bring us together.

All of us.

-Jiro, get your father some water.

-I have only one son.

-What can I do?

-Embrace him.

Tomorrow we fight.

-Wait a while.

You've just returned.

- My belly is burning now. - Mine as well!

But you're tired...

I can see it in your eyes.

You can't do it all.

I know they all think you can,

but if you die,

you are the life force of the clan.

Without you... - I will not fail.

- I wish I had your strength and conviction.

-You do.

- I've died so many small deaths in the past ten years.

Ice has crept into my soul.

And I'm scared,

because I feel I could kill if you place me at the death's door.

-Remember that feeling.

One day it may save your life.

Gather the clan.

I have news.

-What news, father?

- There will be no more waiting. - We fight?

I am ready, father.

Let me fight at your side.

-Do not let the glory of fighting

blind you to the dangers of battle.

The observatory is a weapon in itself.

The ice,

the cliffs...

It is like an eagle's nest purged at the top of the world.

-Yes, father.

-We're gonna fight together.

We will wear them down

until the nest can no longer be defended.

-Thank you... father

I will make you proud.

-Hey.

-I'm... I'm... I'm sorry.

- No, that's alright, that's okay.

-No harm done. Pick it up.

Except that it's all out of tune and that's my fault.

Here.

Let me see it for a second. Okay.

It's gotta be in tune.

Not bad.

There we go.

Okay.

First finger goes here

right next to the fret. Good. Good. Good.

The other two go on there,

One there.

Now, you gotta hold it

tight. You gotta treat the guitar kind of like a bird.

You want to hold it tight enough so it doesn't

go away but not so tight that you hurt it.

Okay.

Let's hear that.

Nice.

That's great!

Okay, show me the next chord. Oh.

Up two. There you go.

There you go. Right. Ooh. Try that.

How about the next chord? Go up two more.

Wanna know to know the way to a woman's heart?

One note at a time.

One more time.

Every song

ever written,

every song that is going to be written,

is in here

and is in here.

You just have to find it.

Find your song.

You are a natural.

Ha, ha, ha.

I think you should keep that on top.

- Our brothers and our sisters in the norther clan,

they're gone.

Remember them daily.

Their struggles

as ours

are not worth any less in death.

There is one survivor.

A boy.

And the Becks have him.

We will take him back.

We will show them

that we can penetrate their forces. They will know

that soon the observatory will be ours.

- Yes! - That is our right.

This is our time!

-Yeah!

- And we... - Yes!

-We will survive!

- Yeah! - We'll take them out!

- Take them out! - Yeah!

- Take them out! - Yeah!

-Yeah!

-Morning.

-It's been quiet.

-Milo.

-It's vitamin C.

It'll keep the... the scurvy from

pulling the skin off your arms.

-I know what vitamin C is.

-Where's David?

- David is in the dome trying to get satellite phone to work.

He's been at it all night. What's your excuse?

-Hands.

-Go ahead and give me your hand.

-We are grateful for this food,

for the work of many hands,

and the sharing of life.

We are the power that make this table whole.

-Family.

Honor. Health.

-Boy,

we're all pleased to have you here

and we want to express our regrets for your loss.

You will always be safe.

We will feed for you and care for you. Do you understand?

-Yes, thank you.

-Do you have any idea

how much trouble you're gonna cause us?

I'm just kidding.

Come on, you can at least tell us your name. I mean, the Farnwells

still name their kids, right?

- He acts like he's some kind of prisoner of war.

-Oh, come on, kid. This isn't a gulag.

-A... a what?

-A gulag, a prison war camp.

I read about it on one of David's history books

last winter before I burned it for fuel. He was pissed.

- Oh, well, reading's overrated anyway. So...

- Not if you want to learn a word like gulag.

It's definitely not. Is it?

- Okay. - Uh-huh.

-Cristo.

My name is Cristo.

Everyone in our clan has a name.

-Good to know, Cristo.

Take this.

You're skinny.

- Your personal vendetta puts us all at risk.

-So this is about me, now, is it?

- The boy is safe. You're not saving anyone.

-Did Lucas tell you that, did he?

We all want this.

-I know you promised to gas them out,

they'll have no means to survive.

- Well my concern is my people, not the Becks.

-So they'll die!

-Yeah, very soon.

-Then hear this. They found something

that may save all of us. It's buried beneath the ice

and if you attack, you may destroy any chance we have of surviving.

All of us, as a people.

-So what have they found?

-Lucas

called it a... a jet plane.

He said their was a president on it.

-Do not undermine my efforts.

There is more to this than just revenge.

-They lied to us.

- Who? - The military commanders.

Hell, everyone, even the president.

They were predicting an ice age.

They knew the comet was going to change our orbit.

-David.

Those people on the plane, did you know any of them?

-Yes, I did.

The pilot.

Colonel Charles Moore.

When I first met Charlie,

we called him Dr. Doom.

His first big assignment was on Mayock's doomsday jet.

We all hated going up on that thing.

Preempted strikes, retaliation strikes,

didn't really matter.

Because you knew when you were landing you were a stranger in a strange land.

I was on my way up here when Charlie took off with the president.

He wished me luck.

And here I am after all these years.

Alive.

And I didn't even have the decency to step into the cockpit yesterday.

-We need to do this, David.

- There's a good chance we will kill ourselves. Do you know that?

And I can't be that guy.

The one who screws up again. - David...

- No. Listen, you don't understand. You don't remember.

You were just a kid.

I had my a shot of saving humanity twenty-seven years ago.

I screwed up.

- You tried to shoot down a comet with a rocket that was built for a moon launch.

It's like lobbying a grenade at a fire jet. You blame yourself for missing?

-Yeah, I do.

I live with it every day of my life and I should.

-We're not gonna screw this up.

- Lucas, we don't even have the football. -What do you mean football?

It's a briefcase. It's got the army codes in it.

Even if I could get the satellite phone talking to the silos,

we can't detonate without those codes.

- Did they say how long the freeze will last?

-Indefinitely.

-Um...

you smell good.

- Oh, you've been up all night. - Hmm.

- Temperature in the fish tank shouldn't be below 54.

-What is it now?

-52.

-I'll fix the heat panel in the morning.

-Mary was always good about that.

Keeping the temperature just right.

I'm sorry.

I broke our promise.

-It's alright.

Just... Mary was just so good with the fish.

Even when she was a little girl.

-Yes, any animal, really.

And we couldn't call them fish when we ate them, remember?

-That's right.

I remember.

-Rita.

She's still with us.

Right here.

-I know.

-And we have Milo.

- Where's Sam? - Out on night watch.

-You're staying inside.

Go!

-I don't want them to take me.

-I won't let them.

No!

No!

- What have you done to this boy? He fights me!

-We've made him feel welcome!

- Still saving the world one stray at a time, Veena.

Hey, stay down!

Or I will hurt you.

-No!

-Open the door!

-What? No 'thank you'?

How about 'where the hell have you been'?

-Climb!

-Grab the rope, kid.

I got you. I'm swimming.

-Give me your hand!

-No, Remy!

Don't let go, Remy! Don't let go!

- Don't do it! The ledge is too far!

Don't do it! Remy, you'll never make it!

-No!! No!!

- It's all here. - Yes, but he saw everything.

- He's dead. - Don't count on that.

-Veena.

I'm sorry about the boy.

- We're going back in the jet. We need the football.

- I understand that.

- The northern clan. - There's nothing there.

-In the ice mine.

There was a plane,

and the plane has a briefcase, it's called the football.

Find it. Bring it to me.

-We're looking for a soldier.

The football should be attached to his wrist.

-Damn it.

-What are you doing?

-I don't know. That's good.

Come on, try it.

-Hmm.

It tastes sweet, like honey.

The man who makes this is a general in the army.

Mills.

-That's it.

That's the door to the cockpit.

-Okay.

-Nothing in here.

-We gotta get out of here! Now!

It's collapsing!

-Look out!

Milo!!

Veena!!

Look out, Rick!!

- Let's go!! - I'm okay, I'm coming.

-Where's Milo?

Veena, where's Milo? - I don't know!

-Milo!

-I'm right here. Let's go!

-Come on!

Come on! We gotta get out of here. - Come on!

We can't hold the door!

- Let's go! - Let's go, let's go!

-Hold on, we're coming! We're coming!

-Milo!

Veena!

-Where's the ax?

-So the boy

has been reunited with his aunt.

-Was it worth the blood we spilled?

- If I have his loyalty, well worth it.

You made me very proud today.

-Thank you, father.

-If you ever need something...

- I saw the equipment they took from the jet.

I don't know what it's capable of.

Just as I know that Lucas

and William do not have the unity or the resolve to use it.

I do.

- What exactly is he capable of? - Power

like you can never imagine.

Heat.

Warmth at last.

I'm going back into the observatory and I'm gonna take it all.

- You don't have the resources. Louis and Ignacio are gone.

- I have enough men if you tell me your secret.

Lucas told you how to circumvent the defenses.

-You had me followed?

-When I was at the Nordel clan,

You visited him.

You see, I know the smell of a warm stone room.

Especially one that used to be mine.

You tell me how to get in and out and no one gets hurt.

Otherwise, blood will be spilled.

That is the cost

and it's on your head.

There's just no time for waiting.

We live or die by this moment.

-I can track it from the surface.

- That's a subterranean river. Anything in it's gonna

follow the glacial float until we get to the flat lines.

-Look for uplifts in the ice. That's the only chance the jet has to surface.

-Now listen to me. The fuselage is air tight.

Right now they're alive. They're alive.

Now go. Go!

-Milo!

Milo!

-Where are the others?

-Milo?

-Sam, how are we gonna find them out in this storm? They're not gonna make it.

-Don't say that.

-Now, come on. Look at it out there. What chance do they have?

-Do you think that your wife Mary would have given up?

Huh?

Her own son? -She gave up when she died.

-She never gave up and never will you.

I remember when Milo was born.

You wouldn't let anybody touch him but her.

You two would lay there in the bed in the middle of you

one heart beating together. You remember that, right?

That's what you said.

One heart.

That's why you're never gonna give up.

Not on Milo.

That's why you won't give up on any of us.

-Okay.

Okay.

-We have a conversation.

The satellite phone is talking to the silos.

-I've only been scared a handful of times in my life

and I gotta tell you. This terrifies me.

-You don't think I'm scared?

I can't sleep, I haven't eaten,

I've got to get this one right.

What choice do we have, William?

-Kovita!

Kovi, where are you?

Oh my God. Water.

There's a leak.

-I was so scared. -Oh, me too. Now come on.

We gotta find some place safe.

Go quick! It's right here.

-We're gonna die, aren't we? -No, we're not.

Eat this. The calories will keep you warm.

-What's the point? -To stay alive!

Look, we can survive this thing.

-Just please, keep telling me that, Milo, because I can't imagine how.

-You can start by eating the centers.

Kovita!

Kovita!

Come on!

No, no, no...breathe. Breathe breathe

Come on!

Breathe!

-You didn't have to take the kids with you.

-Fred, don't. -No, I will say whatever I feel.

My daughter is on that jet.

You were responsible for her!

-Are you forgetting that my grandson is out there on that jet too?

-Lucas will save them.

-He's one man on the ice with Sam. They don't stand much of a chance.

-Hell!

-So you're giving up on him.

Should my sons just quit and come home, it's all a waste?

They're efforts are hopeless, all of our plans, the football...

Why don't we just turn over the observatory to the Farnwell while we're at it, Fred?

Why fight for anything? -Wait?

-No, no, no...he needs to hear this. he needs to feel this.

My boys will never give up.

I'm gonna go outside right now. I'm gonna take my ship.

if the Farnwells attack, then I'll do what I've always done.

I will protect our home, my family, everyone of you.

Yes, you, too, Fred, I would die for you.

Would you die for me?

-We got to get moving before the jet gets too far ahead of us.

-Which way do you think east is?

-Come on! Breathe!

Come on! Come on!

Breathe.

Sam!

-Where? -There.

-Please tell me I'm okay!

-You're totally fine.

You're just tired, and hungry, and...and thirsty

and exhausted.

-Why are you smiling?

-You gotta get up.

Come on. It's okay.

We're okay.

We're gonna make it.

-Well, I think I'm gonna have to take it off at the Metatarsus phalangeal joint.

-Meaning?

-The...uh...joint closest to the forefoot here.

Mama, I'm sorry.

-Veena, you did everything you could.

Diabetes is a merciless disease under these conditions.

-I want you to bite down on this.

Be quick to cauterize.

-Remy! You have no idea what you're dealing with here!

-I'm not taking anything that isn't rightfully mine.

You found this under my village. -She'll kill him!

-Oh, my people can move. We'll be far away.

But you, here in the observatory, how safe will you be?

Wanna stop me?

You have five seconds.

Make your move or I'll make it for you.

-Oh, David.

You taught me to box.

Did you forget?

And the kids would laugh, when you would flake me with that jab-like cross.

-David, I've got the two extra batteries for you.

David!

David?

David! Hey, hey!

-He got it all.

I'm sorry, William. I'm so, so sorry.

-I have a question.

How did Remy know how to open and unlock the shield?

-Amalie.

She was here.

Two nights ago. She knew how to bypass our defenses.

-You knew this and said nothing?

-Hey, she told Remy.

-No. -Why wouldn't she?

She's your sister. -She loves Lucas.

-You think Remy wouldn't find a way to get that from her?

-She betrayed my son's trust.

-We have to go after him.

-And leave the observatory unprotected? I don't think so.

-So you would wait for Lucas and Sam to return?

-And you have that little faith in their ability to do so?

-I'm realistic. -So I guess that also means you've

given up on your daughter?

-I haven't given up on any of them.

-You listen to me, Fred.

They're gonna make it.

They're gonna survive. they're coming back. You will see your daughter again.

But the hardest thing I'll ever do is explain

to my son that it was the woman he loves

that betrayed him.

-Keep, keep your eyes open. Keep your eyes open.

Hey, hey.

Keep them up.

Don't close them.

-I love you, Milo.

-I love you, too.

-Love...

I mean I would've spent every last day of my life with you.

-I know.

Me too.

-Right there.

Right there!

-Alright. -No.

-Kovita?

-Milo!

Milo! -Kovita!

-Milo!

-Milo?

-Sam?

Sam!

-Now we have our chance.

-We still need to find the football.

-I think I know where it is.

It was right here.

-They must have been following us the whole time.

-We're gonna be moving fast. -I'm ready.

-I know you are.

-You gotta come and see this!

The earth is recapturing its orbit.

-The tremors. It's all because of this.

-We're saved. -We'll see.

-The Farnwells Know nothing of this.

They'll have the army codes.

They'll use them.

Father.

We're not going with you. -Everything's changing.

It's five degrees warmer here and down there, who knows?

-We can go farther than ever.

There's a corridor to the east.

Just think of the potential.

The resources we might find! -for how long?

-As long as it takes. -And what if all of this doesn't last

and the freeze returns down to the Great Plains?

How will you get back to us?

-Father, I will always find you.

I'd have to.

-We'll be alright.