Angels Crest

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Whoa, look at Rachel's balloon.

Look at that balloon.

All right, she's gonna

let it go on three.

One, two, three.

Oh, I got attacked by a balloon.

What's up with that?

Hey, Nate, you got a cake nose!

Dadda?

Daddy, wake up.

I wet my bed.

Okay.

Okay.

It's all right.

There we go.

Okay.

Is that okay?

Go back to sleep.

It's bed time, okay?

Is Dadda awake?

No, Dadda not awake.

Dadda, there's snow.

- Snow?

- Come see!

- Where?

- Over there.

Is it getting you?

Snow.

It's getting snow all over.

Do that again.

- Hey, buddy.

- Yeah.

- You wanna go outside?

- Yeah.

Want to build a snowman?

- Yeah.

- Then let's go.

Seven...

11...

aren't ya?

Who's my little guy?

All right, I got you. Two arm.

Love you.

- Hey, you know what?

- What?

I think Charlie might be

a little cold in the snow.

- Should we leave Charlie behind?

- Yeah.

- Bye, Charlie.

- Bye, Charlie.

Bye-bye,

Charlie.

- Yeah.

- Bye-bye, Charlie.

- Are we gonna make a snowman?

- Yeah.

- Are we gonna go sledding?

- Yeah.

Oh, it's really cold, Nate.

Are you gonna sit beside me?

I can't.

Daddy's gotta drive.

Let's put your

little arm through. There.

Is Charlie okay?

I'm sure Charlie's just fine.

Are you sleeping?

You wake me up,

and now you're going to sleep?

Look, there's Angie.

Hey, Ethan.

Get your blanket, here.

There you go.

What do we want

for dinner tonight, huh?

Pizza.

Look at that huge mountain.

There's a dump truck.

Vroom, vroom!

Look at that.

What do you think, champ?

Nate, hey.

Buddy, wake up.

Sh*t.

Nate.

Nate!

Nate!

Come on, buddy!

Let's go!

Nate!

Can I get you

anything else, Frank?

No, I'm just gonna sit here

and avoid the weather.

Don't blame you

a bit. Paul?

Tabasco.

How could I forget?

Angie's, you got her.

I'm late for work again.

It's the second time this week.

We need to keep

last night to ourselves.

You think?

Jane's gonna kill me.

Hmm.

Hey, maybe we should keep this morning

to ourselves as well.

I'm not gonna fall

for that, Rusty.

Come here.

Come here.

Cindy!

- Cindy.

- What?

Maybe you should put

some panties on first.

Oh, sh*t.

- Cindy, it's Angie.

- I'm coming.

Hey, Angie.

Cindy, I need you

to get dressed.

How far did you track that deer?

100 yards, maybe half a mile...

- I don't know.

- Which direction?

North. Northeast,

towards the ravine.

And how long were you gone?

10 minutes, maybe.

Maybe?

No more than 20.

I want the dogs

all over that trail, go.

Now, Charlie!

Hey, heard over the radio.

Gotta talk to Bill.

Where's Rusty?

Rusty... haven't seen him

since Trevor's last night.

Come on.

Come on.

F*** me.

Come on.

Come back to Daddy now.

I guess I'm not

going in to work.

Got a good excuse now.

This radio work?

Yeah, sure.

# If you're happy and you know it #

# Then your face

will surely show it #

# If you're happy and you know it,

shout hurray. #

Nate.

Nate!

- Hey, Rusty.

- Hey, Charlie.

- What's going on? Where's Ethan?

- He's up in the woods.

- Okay, where? What direction?

- No, no, no, no, no.

I need you to check in

right there, right now. Go.

All right. You f***ing believe this?

- Rusty.

- Hey, Bill.

Nate!

I need some help!

F***ing...

- Ethan.

- Where were you?

F***, man, I didn't

have my phone on.

Where you heading?

Northeast part of the trail,

by the old campsite.

I already hit it once.

Mabe I missed something.

Okay, I'll head south.

We'll meet back here

- in two hours, okay?

- Yeah.

Hey. Cindy?

Angie's with her.

How old's Rosie now?

Um, she's coming up

on three and a half.

She's a Pisces, right?

Pisces? No.

She's a Libra.

Natey!

Natey!

Excuse me, ma'am.

Volunteers can report

to Officer Parks right over here.

Okay, we're not volunteers.

- This is Cindy Mills.

- You know, the mother.

Oh, would you like

some coffee or something?

Coffee? I don't want coffee.

I want to talk to Ethan.

We should talk to Bill first,

find out what's going on.

Where is he?

You...

son of a b*tch!

- You motherfucking son of a b*tch.

- Cindy.

- You went and f***ing lost him?

- Cindy, calm down.

- All right, look...

- No, I don't want to calm down!

- I wanna know where my son is!

- We all do!

- Don't make this about you, Cindy.

- If he's dead...

Now don't f***ing...

If he's dead, I will kill you.

If he's that,

I'll save you the trouble.

Get her out of here please.

Oh, God.

Nate?

Nate!

Nate!

Why is nobody

screaming his name?

Back to work.

- I mean, he's gone, right?

- We don't know that yet.

I can take myself.

How many rangers

do we have out here?

We have enough.

We have all we can manage.

We need to get

more people out here.

Go home and put on

a warmer coat.

When it gets dark,

he won't survive it.

We know that, Jane.

We're doing everything we can.

Just... just hang tight.

- Nate!

- Tom.

Tom, I need a report

on grid four.

Here, drop me here.

Oh, please, God.

Please, please, please.

Please, please, God,

don't take him away from me.

Please.

Come on, let's go.

Ethan.

- Ethan, I'm so sorry.

- What's going on?

- Bill says it's getting dark.

- What the hell is going on?

- So he thinks...

- What, everyone's leaving now?

Hey.

What's going on?

You're sending people home now?

I'm sorry, Ethan, we just can't keep

this up in the dark.

What the f***?

My son is still out there.

I know that,

but it's just not safe

for the search teams any more.

Not safe for the search teams?

He's three years old.

I can't risk anyone else.

F*** your risk.

Nobody goes home.

You, stop.

We're not shutting down.

Put the tent...

put the stuff down,

and put the tent back up.

Pack it up, Charlie.

You listen to me, you put

the f***ing tent back up.

- Ethan! Ethan.

- What?

Gotta let Bill do his job.

Rusty, Bill's job

is to help me find Nate

while there's still time.

And there's still time, right?

- Right?

- Yes.

Yes, Ethan, there's still time.

Now, I gotta send

these other people home,

but... but I'm staying,

and we're gonna take

turns searching,

and we're gonna

search all night.

That's right.

Okay? Ethan?

Yeah. Yeah.

You really think those shoes

are the best choice?

I wasn't really thinking.

- Hey.

- What?

I'm getting you all wet.

Always.

That's not what I meant.

Mmm, then that's too bad.

You should have

seen Ethan, Rox.

- He was devastated.

- Yeah, well.

- What?

- He lost his kid.

It's a natural reaction

in the scheme of things.

- He should feel devastated.

- Should?

What do you want me

to say, Jane?

Just say what you think, Rox.

You always do.

Fine. Ethan shouldn't

have left Nate in the truck.

It was stupid and careless,

and what the f***

was he thinking?

It's his own fault.

You could have some compassion.

I do. I do have compassion,

a truckload of it, for Nate.

That'll be $4.86.

Sh*t.

It's basic.

You think medium

would taste better?

- Hey.

- Yeah?

You still buddies with Ethan?

Yeah. So?

Yeah, well, he owes me.

Wanna spot me some beer?

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