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(Chopper): Is there a cadet
squadron in Thompson?

(Wheezer): I don't think I can
sleep with you

and not be with you.

I want you to look after
yourself

but I gotta look
after me, too.

(Crystal):
Hayley, what is this?

(Hayley): Hormones.

I don't have
ovarian cancer yet.

If I ever want kids one day,

I should freeze
my healthy eggs now.

(Madison): Bodie, I believe
that you want this baby.

I don't believe
that you want me.

(Dani): I'm Dani, by the way.

(Stef): Uh, Mel.

(Lexi): I love you, Stef,

and I love working with you,

but isn't that what
you're always saying?

Don't let the job
get personal?

(airplane roars)

- And you just had to get
all the way in that hot tub

to get the patient out,
huh?

- Chlorine's the smell
of summer, cap.

Sunshine, bikinis, relaxation.

(Wheezer): Yeah, well, you're
drippin' all over my seat, bud.

(TJ): Yeah.

I feel so relaxed now.

- Are you an angel?

- No, I'm, I'm a nurse.

You passed out in your hot tub.

Do you remember how long
you were in there for?

- Can't think about time
when you're on a trip, man.

Time will mess ya up.
(laughs)

- What did you take?

I don't wanna give you something
else that could hurt you.

- Well, that's the cool thing
about LSD,

you don't need
to mix it with anything.

- Yeah, you wouldn't wanna
overdo it, right?

- Man, we should get
a hot tub in the crew house.

Those things are great.

(Hayley): How much did
you take, Beacher?

- I don't know, man.

I put it in water.

- Oh okay, so you drink it?

- No, man.
I put it in the hot tub water.

(Both): What?
- I have control.

- Please don't tell my boss
I'm on drugs.

It was an accident.

- Okay, I won't.

- My man.
- Yeah, my man.

- My man. Yo, cap, I really
shouldn't be flying, man.

These buttons are really shiny
I really wanna push 'em just--

- Whoa, whoa.

You're...
you're not flying, I am.

All right? Yeah.

- You're right.
- Yeah. Yeah, I am.

Okay, I think it's time for you
to head back to the cabin, bud.

Hayley, can I get
a little help up here?

- All right, Teej,
come on back.

- I can't, I'm stuck.

- What?

(pants)
- I'm stuck in my chair.

I can't move.

- You know my favorite part
about being a pilot?

(TJ): What?

- Getting to say,
I have control.

Wanna know why? Because
as soon as I'm on a plane,

I know that I am in absolute
control of everything around me.

- Really?
- Mm-hmm. No matter what,

I know that as soon
as I get in that cockpit,

I have control.

(teary)
- I love flying too, man.

(strained breathing)

I couldn't give it up, even
after the bad thing happened.

I just...

(cries)

- Um, well yeah,
it's because you're a pilot.

Pilots know how to be
in control, right?

You can get yourself
outta that seat, can't you?

- I can.
(Wheezer): Yes, you can.

- Oh.

(Wheezer): Is he gonna be okay?

- Oh yeah, in eight to 12 hours.

That was weirdly impressive,
by the way.

- Yeah, just some perks
of being a control enthusiast.

Uh...

Anyway, um.

- Okay.
Uh...

- Yeah.

(airplane roars)

(Wheezer): Thompson Radio,
it's SkyMed 911,

10 miles back
through 3,000 feet.

Commencing the ILS zero six.

- Green light, close your eyes!

- Shit.
Hey, is everybody okay?

- Y'all saw that too, right?
That wasn't just me?

- What was that?

- It's a laser strike.
It happens sometimes.

Kids or something point
lasers at the plane.

They can blind people.

- Why would anyone do that?

(TJ): Why would anyone
put acid in a hot tub?

(glove snaps)

(theme music)

- I needed the laser
to find the treasure.

I wasn't trying to hurt anyone.

- It's a federal crime.

You could have blinded

a pilot or crashed a plane.

- No, I was just trying
to solve the clues.

Look.

- "Where the shining crow
leaves his nest,

follow the line of his wing
to the west,

toward once was--"
What is this?

- An heir to the W.G.
Crown Distillery

announced he's gifting
his greatest treasure

to a worthy seeker.
- Is he serious?

- Jerk says he hid it here
in northern Manitoba.

Clues are apparently
in the poem.

- The shining crow was
clearly an airplane.

I was trying to trace a flight
path with a laser.

- Fourth one I had
to clear out today.

- Great. Just what we need,
treasure hunters.

- There's a treasure
around here?

- No, Caleb, no, no, no.

Just a bunch of gullible people.

So, you ready for your big
weekend with Chopper?

- Yeah, except this uniform.

I mean, what are we doing?
We're going to the bush.

- Yeah, but you're not really
going to camp, right?

You're going to make some new
friends, learn about aviation.

- These pants itch.

- Yeah, well rules itch.

Learn to follow some,
could be good for you, bud.

- No promises, Dad.
- Right? All right.

Have fun.

- See ya, guys.

- Thanks for picking him up
from Lynn in North House.

- Cadets, huh?
- Yeah.

Been acting out. He's been
giving his mom a hard time,

getting into trouble.
And I don't know if it's just

regular teenage stuff,
or it's Jeremy, or the divorce.

I don't know.

- And you want cadets
to straighten him out?

- Oh, hell no. That kid is not
gonna respond to authority.

I know because I don't,
and we are exactly the same.

- Isn't being anti-authority

and a control freak kind
of an oxymoron?

- Have you met many pilots?

I just hope that he brings
Chopper back in one piece

because I cannot afford to lose
another captain.

- All right, two tents.

No extra charge for the rush
job or the personal delivery.

- Thanks, Bodes.

I had other tents
for the cadets

but then I started thinking,

it's still gonna get below
freezing this time of the year.

- Shit, I'd be more worried
about black flies,

if I were you.

- Oh, shit.

- You okay?

- I'm being trusted
with other people's kids.

Wheezer's kid.

- You're a captain, Chops.

People trust you
with their lives all the time.

- Yeah, but no,
this is different.

They're trusting me off a plane.

I just wanna prove

that I can be a responsible
grown-up, you know?

- You are grown, Chops.
- No, no, not like you, Bodes.

Look at you.
I mean, you have a kid,

you're running a business.

You're an adult.
I mean, you have
your shit together, man.

- Bodie, how fast
can you get to The Pas?

I've got Fosters Northern Store
on hold

and they have a pallet
of perishables

waiting in The Pas.
But if we pick it up today,

they'll pay double.

- I thought that uh, Fosters
only hired Travers' Cargo?

- They did, until I convinced
them we could save their butts

with this load in The Pas
before it goes bad. So?

- Hell, yeah! I'll go right now.

- 'K. Hi, this is
the manager speaking.

Yeah, we just managed
to fit you into our
very busy schedule.

We're sending a plane out.

- Uh, what is that look?

Is there something going on
between you two?

(chuckles)
- No, no, I mean,

ahem, prob--, probably not
for her anyway.

I think I have feelings
for Madison.

- That's great, Bodes.

- Things between us
are really good right now.

I mean, life is great, raising
Joel, running the company.

I...

(exhales)
I don't wanna screw that up.

You know, especially if, uh,
she doesn't feel the same.

- Yeah, but what if she does?

- Hey Benji, go long.

(Marianne): Come on, focus up.

- Watch it!
It's expensive equipment.

- I'm sorry.
- Cool.

Is that a metal detector?

Are you guys here
for the treasure--

- I'm here to mind
my own business, kid,

and you should do the same.
(case slams shut)

- Okay, cadets, we got a lot
of work to do over here.

And I'm sure
these gentlemen do too.

Let's clean it up.

Remember, dried food
in the waterproof bags.

Perishables in the coolers.

Breakfast supplies
go in this bag.

And snacks over here.

- All right, cadets,
looking good!

Marianne.

- Your camping trip
needs a medic.

Taylor has asthma and then
there's everyone's allergies.

- Uh, what? No, this,
this isn't camping.

They are cadets.
These are survival exercises.

- Oh yeah? With inhalers
and marshmallows?

(plastic crinkles)

- You know, you don't really
seem like the outdoorsy type.

- Well, volunteering
looks good for SkyMed

and the pictures will look
great on Instagram.

So, smile, squad leader.

(shutter snaps)

Aw.

(marshmallows plop to floor)

(Crystal): Whoa, it smells
amazing in here.

- It smells like
my mom's apple pie!

- It is your mom's recipe
but I am a personal chef,

not a pastry chef.

- Aunt Jess?
What are you doing here?

- Hey, kiddo.
Uh, I had some time between gigs

and I thought I'd come see
how you're doing

since you never get the time off
to come see me anymore.

- Okay, I didn't know
that you had my mom's recipe.

Did you know that I've been
trying

to make that pie
for years?

- Yeah, 'cause we're always
so busy

when you come visit me,

clubbing, concerts, dancing.

- Borrowing your
rich boss's yacht.

- Shh.
(both laugh)

- Crys, uh,
this is my Aunt Jess.

- Welcome to Thompson.

- I used to spend every
vacation in BC with Jess.

She always made it so much fun.

- And now we're
in your 'hood so...

what's fun to do up here?

- Um...

- Do you know how to salsa?

(upbeat music)
♪ Let's have fun... ♪

(Lexi laughs)
- Ooh, they're playing all
our jams tonight, girl.

- Mm-hmm.
Everything's our jam, baby.

- Hmm.

- Hey, you okay with this?

We haven't gone out like
this since you've been sober.

- Hey, we're here to dance
and show Jess a good time.

I'll just have soda.

- Ah, we can do better
than that, kiddo.

Hey, handsome, we're gonna need
a pitcher of no-jitos

and your best fizzy
basil lemonade.

- Ooh, this is Thompson.

I got lemons, limes,
and if you're lucky, Clamato.

- I can work with that.

- All right.
- Shove over, muscles.

I'm gonna show you somethin'.

- It's all you.

Enjoy.

- Thank you.

- Lime.
- Okay.

(TJ): You okay?

(inhales)

- You know Hayley's sober,
right?

I know she'd tell me
if she couldn't handle this

but I can't stay the whole night
and I just--

- Don't even worry.
I got you.

I'll keep an eye on things.

I like how you look out
for your friends.

Says a lot about you.

- How are you doing?

I heard you had a rough night
last night.

- Ah, geez.
I had some weird dreams.

And a really awkward
conversation

with a telemarketer.
(both laugh)

But I'm all good now.

At least I thought
I was done tripping.

Is it just me
or do you smell amazing?

- It's pie.

Hayley's aunt made pie.

- Hmm.
- At the crew house.

It was apple.

So.

I'm just... gonna...

♪ ...Let's have fun ♪♪

(Chopper): But the squad
leader kept hearing it.

Scrape, scrape, scrape.

Coming from inside the tent.

As the squad leader slowly
unzips the tent, he finds...

the cadets sleeping
in their sleeping bags.

(cadets groan)
Until he got a closer look

and saw that they didn't have
any faces.

Just puddles of bloody goo.

And that's when
he saw the shadow

of a giant hook hand
on the tent.

- Bah!
- Ah!

(cadets laugh)

- That story was so cringe.

But you were in it, bro.

- Hey, hey, hey, that
is a campfire classic.

And uh, shoving things out
of the way

isn't cleaning,
Cadet Heaseman.

You're on KP duty.

- I'll help.
- Thanks, Benji.

(Caleb): What about
the treasure?

(Taylor): Yeah, what do
you think it is?

(Chopper): I don't know,
it's probably a prank.

(Caleb): Yeah, but come on,
what about all these clues?

The guy wrote a whole poem.

- Seriously?

Ahem, okay.
"Cross the rocky bridge

where the sometimes river
rages and wind as many miles

as my precious brew ages."
Ah, cool.

Uh, "Shake the devil's hand
'til he shows you the dawn.

At the end of her rays,
my greatest treasure

will be won." It doesn't
even rhyme properly.

Guys, what is the point
of burying a treasure

when all you're gonna do
is give it away?

- Crazy white people, man.

They do all kinds
of weird stuff.

- Just think, we're sitting out
here and there could be

treasure buried
underneath us right now.

- No, there couldn't.

We're nowhere near
a rocky bridge.

But there is one over a creek

to the west of here
that rages in the spring.

Can we go look tomorrow?

- Ha, ha, no because tomorrow
we have a very big day

of fun Northern Flight
Cadet-approved

survival exercises planned,

including today's spooky
campfire stories.

- Your stories
aren't spooky, bro.

- Okay, first of all,
I am a squad leader,

so feel free to call me sir.

And, uh, what, you think you can
do any better than that?

- Oh yeah.

For generations, the Nehiyawak

have spoken of the Wetiko,

the cannibal spirits with a
mindless hunger for human flesh.

Starving for prey.

The gruesome Wetiko devours
everything in its path,

even gnawing off its own lips.

(bags zips)

- What are you doing?

- Shh! I don't think Benji
has enough to eat at home.

He looks a little underweight

and I saw him hiding food
a couple of times.

I think maybe his family's
struggling.

- I saw him take extra snacks
at a meeting once, too.

- Yeah, well, I don't want to
embarrass him,

but I wanna make sure
he has some extra food

for later when he gets home.

- How, uh, how did you
figure this out?

- I'm a healthcare worker.
I know the signs.

Now you do, too.

That's good, okay.

(gentle romantic music)

(Jess): Oh, I would kill for
someone to look at me like that.

What about you?
You breakin' hearts up here?

- There was someone.

A pilot.

But I screwed it up.

- You get that from me.

Your mom was better
at relationships.

- I really...
(sighs)

I really wish I could
talk to her about stuff.

- Me too. All the time.

You know, most 13-year-olds
wouldn't be thrilled about

getting a baby sister, but
Claire was so cool about it.

She was like a second mom.

So, when she moved to Ontario
for school and met your dad,

and decided
she was gonna stay out there,

I felt
like I was losing her.

But then when I was 13,
she had you.

So, I decided to forgive her
for falling in love

with someone else
'cause I got you out of it.

You're just like her, Hayley.

The way you look,
the way you move.

- I wanna be a mom.

Ugh, I don't know
why I'm crying.

No, I want a...

I want a family.

I mean, not now.
Um, one day.

But because
of the BRCA1 gene,

(inhales)

if I want one...

I'm booked for an egg retrieval
two days from now in Winnipeg.

Would you come with me?

- Yes.

Yes.

Of course I will come with you.

And I'll make this fun too,
okay?

We'll stay at a cool hotel.

We will go to the spa.

I'll stay as long
as you need, baby.

- Thank you.
- You betcha.

(bugle playing)

(Chopper): Let's go, Cadets!

No sleeping in
on survival weekend!

(tent zips open)

- For anyone, apparently.

(bugle music continues)

- Cadets, let's go! Come on!

Up and at 'em! Rise and shine.

- Do you think maybe they got
their faces scraped off?

(concerning beat)
- Oh, crap.

- Uh...

- Damn it! Ah, that stupid poem.

They must have snuck out
to look for the treasure.

- Taylor left her inhaler.

She needs it
in cold weather like this.

How long do you think
they've been gone?

- Long enough to get lost.

- Oh, great.

Okay. Wheezer already hates me

and now I've lost his kid.

- No, no, I lost his kid.

You don't understand.

I'm supposed to be a grown-up,

responsible captain. I...

I just lost five kids!

- You're right.

You definitely screwed up worse.

(tense music)

(Crystal): Your Aunt
Jess seems fun.

- She makes hard things
feel easier, you know?

Like, the summer that my mom
was going through chemo,

Jess brought me out west
to have a break from it all.

Just 'cause there was so much
sadness at home, you know?

- Wait, you were with your aunt
when your mom wanted you

to come home to say goodbye?

And she didn't make you go?

- I didn't want to.

It was my choice.

- Yeah, but something
as big as your mom passing,

you'd think the adult in
your life would step in
and make that choice for you.

If it was me, I would have
forced you on a plane
to go see your mom.

- Well, Jess couldn't
force me to do anything.

I was 13.
It was my decision.

- Was it?
(stethoscope clatters)

- I didn't know you
were wearing this.

- I'm not. It's just
when I brought Caleb

from North House yesterday,
he was telling me about Jeremy.

And...

sometimes when he's scared
or doesn't know what to do,

he can feel Jeremy helping him.

And I'm so happy he has that.

It's just...

Jeremy's been gone five months

and I still can't feel him.

At all.

(pagers beep)

- It's from Wheezer.

- We'll discuss it but I doubt

we'll take you up on that.

We appreciate the offer, though.

Okay, bye.

(call beeps off)

Guess who that was? Travers.

- Huh. He pissed we took
his Fosters contract?

- Pissed and impressed.
He wants to buy our plane.

Hire us to work for him.

You know you've made it
when other people

want a piece of your pie.

- And hell no.
I'm not working for anybody else

and we are not sellin',
baby girl.

- Hmm. That is right.
- Uh-uh.

(laughs)
(tender music)

Hey look, I, I kinda wanna talk
to you about something personal.

- Me too.

Bodie...

I wanna start dating again.

I know neither of us have
really done that since Joel

was born but I feel
ready to find someone.

I didn't want you
to be surprised.

- Madison, I...

I came here to tell you
I have feelings for you.

- No, Bodie, you don't.

You're just saying that now

because you're worried
about losing me.

You don't wanna lose the person
you're raising your son with

or who runs your company.

- It's not like that.

- I don't wanna lose
the life we have now either.

We can still run the company
together and co-parent.

I need to be someone's
first choice, Bodie.

Not just someone who's there
making their life easier.

I deserve to be
someone's first choice.

(Wheezer): Hey, Boderton.

I don't suppose
there's any chance

you have a light day today,
is there?

- What's up?
- Caleb took off into the bush

with a bunch of cadets.
Chopper's looking.

I'm on my way up but
I can't pull anyone off medevacs

to fly right seat with me.

But, if Caleb gets these
kids lost or hurt--

- I got you.
- Really?

- Yeah.

I could use a break.

(Stef): Ready to go back
to the plane?

- I'm gonna find a refill.
You want?

- Yeah.
Thanks.

(indistinct hospital PA)

(phone pings)

(tense music)

(computer keys clacking)

(Lexi): Hey.

- Oh.
- What's that? Who's Dani?

- Nothing it was just, ahem.

- That's the dancer, right?
With the leg trauma.

The one who was going to prom?

Are you allowed to look up
her information like that?

Jesus, Stef!

(scoffs)
Hey.

Look, I know it's hard
not knowing

what happens to patients.

- Yeah, I know how
to do my job, Lexi.

Shit.

I'm sorry, Lexi.

It is hard.
And after Jeremy.

After I wasn't there for him.

- Hey, that wasn't your fault.

- I just, I can't help feeling
like if I could just keep

an eye on everyone, I could stop
something bad from happening.

- No one can do that, Stef.

You can't take care of everyone
all the time.

And if you are,
who's taking care of you?

- I'm sorry.

I appreciate you, Lex.

I know you're just trying
to take care of me.

- Are you okay?

- It was just a rough day.

If there was anything you
needed to worry about,

you would know.
- Okay.

Your water.

(laughs)

(Bodie): Don't worry,
we'll find Caleb.

- This is exactly
the kinda shit

that I was worried about,
though.

Him getting in trouble,
getting other kids in trouble.

- I mean, this isn't
that bad, Wheezer.

I mean, you and I,
we've done way worse.

- Yeah.
And he's exactly like me.

This is how it starts.

(exhales)

Look, I didn't always
have my shit together, Bodie.

When I was Caleb's age,
my dad left.

There was no divorce,
no conversation.

I mean, not even a note.
He just, he just went to work

one day and never came back.

Made me feel so outta control,
you know?

Just I was so freaking
angry about it.

Started acting out.

I started hanging out with
people that I shouldn't have.

'Til my uncle, he um,

took me for a flight
on his Cherokee and...

everything changed.

Felt in control again,
you know?

Flying saved my life.

Now I'm just lucky that
my uncle saw what I needed.

Jeremy was that for Caleb.

I...

Between my divorce, man,
and losing Jeremy, I don't know.

- Hey, is that
smoke to the east?

(airplane roars)

- Thank God you're here.
She, she can't breathe.

- It's okay, Taylor,
we're here to help.

(Taylor wheezing)
She needs a steroid
to open her lungs

but this smoke
is not helping.

- On it.

(Caleb): I knew your pilots

would see the smoke
from the air.

Is she gonna be okay?
- What's this?

- We were searching
for the devil's hand

when she started
having an asthma attack.

She fell.

I heard Jeremy's voice
in my head.

We carried her
and I kept pressure on her leg,

like Jeremy would've done.

- She needs a hospital,
but you did the right thing.

- Caleb, let's go.

- Hey, are you okay?

(Wheezer): Did you even think
about the other kids? Huh?

What if Taylor's asthma attack
had been worse,

or you hadn't been able
to carry her out?

- Are you serious?
- You cannot keep
acting out like this!

- I wasn't acting out,
I was trying to help Benji.

He doesn't talk about it

but his mom really needs
the money, okay?

I wasn't looking
for the treasure for me,

I was, I was,
I was looking out for him.

I was trying to help, Dad.

(emotional music)

Why you crushing, man?

- Because I'm proud of you.

You are not just like me.

You're better than me.

But Caleb, something like this,
you gotta come to me

or your mom first and we can
figure it out together, okay?

- All right.

- Look, I know
since the divorce

things have been different
and then we lost Jeremy,

and you're probably feeling
like all this is a mess.

That's why I,
I pushed you into cadets.

When I was your age, flying,
it, it really helped me,

and I thought that,
I hoped that you could find

something that would help you,
too.

- You know I'm,
I'm more into dirt bikes.

Maybe we could fix up Jer's
old ride and I don't know,

uh, hang out?

- Yeah, sure.
- Really?

- Dirt bikes, flying,
you are what matters most to me.

(chuckles softly)

- Come on, let's go fix
that sucker up, eh?

(Marianne): Still no
word from Wheezer?

Not so close to the edge,
goat boy.

- Goat boy?
- You are not as sure-footed

as you think,
and that is a steep drop.

- Hey, that is a great
vantage point to search from.

And um, I'm a goat man,
by the way.

(SAT phone rings)

Wheezer.

Wheezer?
- Did they find the kids?

(Wheezer): Yeah,
we found the cadets.

They're all okay
and accounted for.

- Thank God.

Wheezer, I, I am so sorry, man.

I know that you trusted me
with your son, and I promise,

nothing like this will ever,
ever happen again. I prom-

- What about Taylor?

She needs an inhaler.
Do you guys know that?

(Wheezer): Taylor
did have an asthma attack,

but it's under control now.

Where are you?
We'll come pick you up.

- Yes, please.
- Uh, we are near an airstrip.

We're actually not that far --
- Whoa!

(screaming)

(both grunting)

- Ugh! Ow!

- Ugh!

(both groaning)

Uh, are you okay? Ah.

Did you hit your head?

(groans)
- I hit everything.

(both groaning)

(sighs)
The SAT phone.

Wheezer.
And the phone.

Crap.

There's no cell reception here.

You didn't bring an extra
SAT phone, did you?

- No. Uh, first aid kit,

Taylor's inhaler, granola bars.

- The trail leads us
to an airstrip.

- We can't climb back up there.

- No, but it goes along
the ravine the whole way.

If we just follow the ravine,
it'll take us in that direction.

- Okay.
- Come on.

- Ow! Ah!

Damn it! I think
I sprained my ankle.

- You okay? Lean, lean on me.

- I got it.

Ah.

(Marianne): We are lost.

- We are not lost.
The ravine hit a dead end.

No problem.

The trail is turning west

so we will
make our way west as well.

- Hold on.

(sighs)

- Oh, hey uh, moss typically
grows on the north side,

which means we are heading west.

- Are you serious?

That's a myth! Moss usually
grows on the sunny side

of a tree, which is usually
the equatorial side.

So, moss in the northern
hemisphere grows on the south.

Moss in the southern hemisphere
grows on the north.

You can't follow this,
we're in the wrong hemisphere!

- Um, I thought
you weren't outdoorsy?

- I'm not! I just spent a lot
of time in the library as a kid.

I read every book,
even the ones about stuff

I wasn't interested in.
But you are supposed to know

more about this crap than me,
goat boy!

- All right, look,
I wasn't following the moss.

Okay? I...

I just didn't wanna show
you what I was doing.

When you lay a watch
horizontally

and you line up the sun with
the hour hand,

the midway point between
the hour and 12 points south.

- How is that more reliable
than moss?

- Noon is when the sun passes
over longitude, right?

And the earth rotates
15 degrees every hour,

so the sun moves
15 degrees every hour.

And the hour hand on the watch
moves 30 degrees every hour.

So, when you line up the sun
with the hour hand,

the halfway point between
the hour hand and 12

will always point toward
the south.

- Huh.

Why didn't you wanna
tell me that?

- Because then you'd know that
I don't know where I'm going

because I'm a cool mountain man,

I know where I'm going
because I'm a space nerd.

- I never thought you were
a cool mountain man.

(sighs)

I didn't know that Benji was
struggling because I'm a nurse.

I grew up poor.

Like, sleep in our car,
spend all day in the library

'cause it's warm and dry, poor.

I know how kids hide it because
I used to do the same stuff.

You never want anyone to know
what you're dealing with

or to see the real you,

so you just get really good
at making it

look like everything's fine.

- I had no idea.
I'm sorry.

When I was a kid,
all I ever worried about

was being an astronaut.

Actually, that's all
I've ever worried about.

- Well, it's 'cause
you're still a kid.

(woodpecker drilling)

(Searcher): Marianne? Marianne?

(Wheezer): I think this ridge
right here is where

we should check next,
all right?

(Bodie): Okay, these two?
- Yep, thank you.

- All right.

(Man): Yeah, copy that, Grey,

we're eastbound so we're
heading towards you....

(Crystal): Chopper?

- No one's seen any sight
of them yet?

(Crystal): Marianne!
- We've been looking for hours.

- You know, we know they were
headed to one of two airstrips,

but that's still a lot
of ground to cover.

Chopper's my best friend.
I hate not knowing if he's okay.

Is this what it was like
for you,

when I was missing after that
emergency landing?

- You weren't
my best friend, Bodie.

I need to date
other people because

I have feelings for you.

I always have.

And it would be too easy for me
to pretend

that this life
we have together is enough.

But being your partner in every
way except that way is enough.

And it is a great life but...

- I'm selling to Travers.

- What?

- I'll sell to Travers
and I'll go back to SkyMed.

- Bodie, why would you do that?

- Because I don't want you
to think that I'm saying this

just because I need your help
with the business

or raising Joel.

I love you, Madison.

I love how strong and smart
and determined you are.

Look, we were kids when we met.
I acted like a kid.

And I let you down.

I let you down a lot.

And you coulda given up on me,
and I, I woulda deserved that.

And I just feel lucky
that you let me be here

to see the person
that you grew up to be.

But you never shoulda
had to push me, Mads.

I shoulda known to get
my shit together on my own.

For you.

Because if I could do it all
differently, I would.

Madison...

I liked you when I was a kid,

but I love you as a man.

And you're always gonna
be my first choice.

(sweeping emotional music)

- I love you too, Bodie.

But we're not selling
Jo's Boys, okay?

- Okay.

(Marianne): I just mean that
you went from wanting

to be an astronaut
to wanting to be a pilot.

It's the same thing, isn't it?

Both very popular career
choices for 10-year-olds.

Ow!

- You okay? Is it your ankle?

- Something stung me.

(wasp buzzes)
- Oh! Ah! Something
stung me too.

(buzzing intensifies)
- What's that buzzing?

Ah!
- Wasps! Ah!

- Chopper, no!
- But your ankle!

- They're following us!

- We need cover.

There's a creek up ahead.

(water splashes)

(intense buzzing)
- Ah!

(buzzing dissipates)

Wah!

(Chopper panting)

Ah!

- Are you okay?

- Uh, you carried me.

You're not allergic, are you?
How badly are you stung?

- No, the water's
too cold to feel it yet.

Where are we?

- I thought you said
we were going west.

- Before we got turned around

running around
from killer wasps.

Now...
I have no idea where we are.

(Marianne): It's getting colder

and we only have
these two safety blankets.

- Yeah, they're reflective,
right?

We could use them to bounce
the heat from the fire.

- Nice trick.

- I mean, I did learn
some grown-up stuff

in selection camp.

(exhales)

- You must miss it.

- It was a dream of mine
for a long time.

But you're right, being a pilot
is a dream job, too.

And uh, if I make it
to a major airline,

it'll still be a dream
that most people never get.

- Hmm.
(sighs)

- You know uh, actually,
that reminds me.

Uh, it's the perfect time
of the year to see Ursa Major.

Yeah, before she turned into
a bear, Callisto was so,

so beautiful, that Zeus
fell in love with her on sight.

- Does that line
usually work for you?

- Uh, yeah.

(Marianne laughs)
I mean, constellations,

they, they change, you know.
- Yeah.

My ex-husband was smooth, too.

- Is that why you came
to Thompson?

(tender music)

- Sort of.

We both cared a lot
about appearances.

When you grow up poor,

you spend so much time

worrying about
anyone finding out

what's really going on with you,

you start to think that

that's what's most important,

how things look.

And my ex looked good on paper.

We both did.

Then I hit a snag in my career

and he cut his losses pretty
quick after that.

(inhales and exhales deeply)

I've always been so ashamed

of who I used to be,

that poor,

nerdy kid.

But I look at Benji
and I don't see anything

to be ashamed of.

I see this little survivor

just doing his best.

(both shudder)

(Chopper clears throat)

- I, I am not trying anything,

I just think that we would be
warmer together.

Strictly a survival cuddle.

(laughs)

- Okay, Cadet Chopra,
on your feet.

- What are we doing?

- We are dancin'.

That'll warm us up.

- Uh, you sure you can
dance on that ankle?

- I don't need an ankle
to nerd dance.

- Is that the cabbage patch?

- Oh, hells yeah!
If you stick around

I'm gonna bust out, oh!
The sprinkler.

The sprinkler.

Bustin' out the sprinkler.
- Oh, sprinkler.

- You are getting the full, oh
yeah, 10-year-old Marianne here.

Braids and all.
- Ooh!

- Wow, look at,
what is that, the cowboy?

- It's the cowboy.
- Very nice.

(Chopper chuckles)
Very nice.

- You know, I, I...

I know that you didn't like
who you used to be

but I think 10-year-old Marianne
was pretty cool.

- Oh yeah?
- Yeah.

Smart, cute braids.

My God, look what she achieved.

I... I don't think
you should be ashamed of her.

I think young Marianne
was awesome.

(tender music)

(sighs)

(owl hooting)

- Ahem.

- Ahem.

Hi.
- Hi.

Well, it's warmer now.

My ankle feels better.
My clothes are dry.

So.

(scoffs)
- Look, it's okay.

I know it matters to you
how things look at work.

We can just let last night be...

whatever it was.

Really.
I totally get it.

- That's a weird tree.

Does it kinda look like...

(Both): The devil's hand?

- You don't think it's real,
do you, the treasure?

- No, definitely not.

But we are here,

and we're lost anyways.

So.
- Okay.

- Shake the devil's hand
'til he shows you the dawn?

That's, that's east.

So, I think we're supposed
to follow the dawn's rays

in that direction.
- It's not dawn.

There's no rays.

Okay, Choppering.

(flame crackles)

(heroic music)

- We can use that to direct
light like a flashlight.

Or like the sun.

(Marianne): Are you sure
this is right?

We've been walking
a long time.

(Chopper): Come on,
just a little further.

(curious music)

(Marianne): At the end
of her rays,

my greatest treasure will
be won.

It's just an old hinge.

- Yeah, but there's a door.

Oh.
(door creaks open)

(Marianne): No way.

(Chopper sighs)

(laughs)

- "Congratulations
worthy seeker.

You have found
my greatest treasure,

the first bottle
of W.G. Crown Gold,

coming to purveyors of fine
liquor this spring?"

This whole thing was
a marketing gimmick?

- I wish I'd thought of that.

Maybe SkyMed can do
a crossover promotion?

- Okay, what is with
this push to promote SkyMed?

We are a medevac service.

People don't choose us,
they need us.

- Can you keep a secret?

There's a new medevac base

being established
on Vancouver Island.

It's a big deal.

A bunch of airlines
are bidding to operate it.

SkyMed hired me
to raise their profile,

to show the Pacific Coast that
we're a big enough carrier

to handle something
like that.

- Doesn't SkyMed
deserve a base

on the merit of the work
that we all do?

- That's PR. It's not about
what actually matters,

just how it looks.

Like that treasure.

(Marianne): Oh, thank god.

Hi, we're lost.

(Flint): Oh, yeah?

You just happened to get lost

at the devil's hand, huh?
- Whoa.

- Think you got something
that belongs to us.

Friends.

(tense music)

(Flint): You think I believe
a billionaire did all this

just to promote a cheap bottle
of whisky? Nice try.

Now give us what you found
or we'll take it off you.

After.

- After what?

- I think they mean
after they shoot us.

Okay, you're right.

That's not the treasure.
I uh, I did, I hid it in my bag.

- Get it.

Get it!

- Okay! Going in my bag.

I just need to find...

Chopper, run!

(spray hisses)

(Chopper): Was that
Taylor's inhaler?

- I think we really
made them mad!

- Hurry up,
they're right behind us!

(gunshot cracks)
(Marianne gasps)

(Chopper): Take the torch.
Keep running this way.

- What, why?
- Do you trust me?

Okay.
- Okay.

(gunshot cracks)
Go!

- There she is.

Let's go.
(gun cocks)

Freeze, lady.

We want the treasure.

(wasps buzzing)
(men grunting)

- Ow! Ow!

- I'll take that.

(Marianne): And we're gonna need
your SAT phone, please.

I saw it at the hangar.

Thank you.
(wasp buzzes_

(heroic music)

(Chopper): I called SkyMed
to pick us up.

Wheezer is about ten out.

The Northern Police
are on their way for these two.

Looks like they have
a couple warrants out for them

in other provinces, so.

- I really do see you
as a grown-up, Chopper.

A sweet, idealistic one,

but a really good one.

So, do you maybe wanna see
what this thing is between us?

Only if you want to and,
and if you're okay with

maybe just keeping it between us
while we see how it works?

I'm not embarrassed to date you,

it's just that no one
really likes me up here

and I'm trying to be
taken seriously and it...

(sweeping emotional music)

(airplane roars)
(Chopper): Thanks for coming
to get us, guys.

- Well, I couldn't afford
to lose any more captains.

- Too bad the treasure got shot.

- Hey, green light!
Cover your eyes!

- Goddamn lasers.

(Bodie): Better make sure
that the people know

the treasure's been found.

- Bodie, you good?

- All good, cap.
- Good.

You have control.

- I have... why?

- Because I can't see.

(tense music)

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