El Director Vision: Surviving the Wild Page #4

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Okay, we're here.

Come on, Ri.

Let's go.

Let's go, boy.

Hey, it's Shaun.

Checking in.

Day one.

Here's Ri.

Aww, look how cute you are.

That's my dog, Riley.

I'm taking care of him for now,

I hope.

Isn't that right, Riley?

I'm all by myself.

Um, yeah, but it's fun,

as you saw before.

There's all this nature

and stuff, which is beautiful.

So, um...

we got to go.

Isn't that right, Riley?

Ruff, ruff. Yeah.

So I'll see you guys later.

Come on, Ri.

Come on, Ri.

Let's go, boy.

And dinner is served.

You know, I'm an aspiring

entertainer...

and a little nervous,

but I prepared something

for tonight.

This is, uh...

Oh

Riley and me

Looks like we're not

the only ones out here, huh, Ri?

Just hunters... I hope.

Let's get some sleep, bud.

Come on.

Watch out for the fire.

Riley, be quiet.

Riley, be quiet.

Stop.

Aah!

Riley, come back.

No, don't go.

Riley...

Riley, be quiet!

Riley, be quiet!

Aah!

I think he's gone.

- You guys okay?

- Oh, my God!

- You guys okay in there?

- Grandpa?

- Huh?

- What happened to the bear?

- Oh, he took off.

He's not coming back.

I think he saw a ghost.

It's a good thing

you held Riley.

He'd have gone after

that big fella.

He'd fight a thousand bears

for you.

Okay, that's enough adventure

for tonight.

You guys try to get

some shut-eye.

- All right.

- Sleep tight.

Good night.

I love you, Riley.

Sorry about tonight.

That was unexpected.

Come on.

Come on, buddy.

Come on, Riley.

What'd I just do?

Riley!

Help! Riley, help!

Riley!

Riley!

Riley!

Riley!

- Shauny.

Get your butt up.

Stop feeling sorry for yourself.

Riley... Riley, wake him up.

Wake him up, Riley.

You know what to do.

We prepared for this

kind of thing.

Relax, breathe.

- I can't, grandpa.

I'm too cold.

I can't. I can't.

- Can't, shmant. What did I tell

you about that word?

What did I teach you?

Get those wet clothes off.

On the double. On the double.

- Come here, boy.

- The dog. That's smart.

He's warmer than you are.

Now you're thinking, see?

Warm the core.

- What did I tell you?

What are the priorities

of survival?

- Air, shelter, water, food.

- Yeah, and shelter

equals warm and dry.

Make a fire.

- I can't make a fire

without my supplies.

- There's that word again.

Yes, you can.

Move, move.

Get moving.

What's the rule of threes?

- A human can't go

three minutes without air...

- Right.

- three hours without

regulated body temperature,

three days without water

and three weeks without food.

- You see? It's all up there

in your noggin.

You got this.

Keep moving, keep moving.

- Grandpa...

- You'll be fine.

He'd be proud of us, Riley.

He would.

We're not giving up

on you, Delilah.

Think you got it in you,

old man?

Well...

let's not waste any more time.

- Oh, my God!

What is this?

Oh, Shaun, what have you done?

Shaun, it's your mother.

You wouldn't happen

to know anything

about Gus's ashes being turned

into oatmeal, would you?

Whatever you're planning

to do with him, it's not funny.

Call me back

as soon as possible.

Hey.

Kris, I know I'm not

supposed to call,

but I'm really...

I'm trying to get in touch

with Shaun,

because I'm pretty sure

he stole my father's ashes

and replaced the urn

with oatmeal.

So we sort of need to deal

with this as soon as possible.

And I hope you guys are having

a great time together.

I know he's really happy to be

spending some time with you.

So, thank you for that.

And also, I'm sorry for how

I was acting the other day.

I'm just having a hard time

processing this whole thing

with Gus.

But I think I went overboard

a little bit,

and thank you for the gift.

I'll talk to you guys soon.

Just call me as soon

as you find him.

Okay.

Kris, I've been trying

to reach you.

- Yeah, I just got your message.

What are you talking about?

- Is Shaun with you?

- Shaun said you were

taking him this week.

- No. He played us,

and we fell for it.

- What?

- Yeah, but...

- Why?

- He wanted to go

to Mount Delilah.

- He wouldn't do that

by himself, would he?

- Yes, he would.

Leave. Leave now.

- Are you serious?

- We need to go find him.

- Yeah, all right.

All right.

- Hurry.

- Give me 10 minutes.

- Hey.

- You're late.

- Is he here?

- I don't know.

I haven't been inside yet.

- You haven't gone inside?

- I'm waiting for you.

- I'm pretty sure

he leaves it open.

- I didn't know.

- Shaun?

- Shaun, buddy?

He's not in the house,

and Gus's old

blue truck is gone.

- The Beast?

- Yeah, he couldn't have

driven that thing himself.

- Gus taught me how

to drive it when I was 10.

I'm sure Shaun was no different.

- I don't understand why Shaun's

doing all this on his own.

- Because we didn't

listen to him.

He wanted to spread Gus's ashes

on Mount Delilah.

- That boob place?

- That's got to be

where he went.

- Okay, well, let's go.

Let's go find him.

- Okay.

Just got to think about this.

Perfectly proper preparation

is paramount.

- Well, something got through.

- What are you babbling?

- It's just something

that my dad used to say.

You have to prepare

for the worst ahead of time.

- Um, we're not going to war.

- I know, but this isn't

an easy trip.

IPad, definitely check that out.

He might have uploaded

some photos.

Let me think what we need.

- What are the four

priorities of survival?

- Air, food, water, shelter.

- She heard me.

- Yeah? Yeah.

- We got it.

- Okay. Yeah.

- Okay.

- Here, you grab this.

- Yeah.

- Go to him.

He needs you.

- Shaun uploaded some photos,

and maybe if we see them we can

get an idea of where he is.

- I'm not a hacker.

- Just give it your best shot.

- Did you just do...

How did you...?

- He's my son too.

- What was it?

- Uh, "Shaun."

- "Shaun"?

"Shaun" was the password?

- What's wrong with you?

Riley, get up.

Get up.

- All this hiking

has caught up with him.

A lot of excitement

for his old heart.

- What do I do, grandpa?

- Well, he's dehydrated.

You got to get him some water.

Fluids.

- I don't have my backpack.

I don't have anything

to carry water in.

- Calm down, listen to me.

Use what you got.

Use what you got.

Use it.

Just rest.

He'll be back.

- Ashes to ashes.

Let her rip.

- I can't.

I can't, grandpa.

I can't do this to you.

I won't.

- We're losing time.

Well, maybe there is

another way.

What do I always tell you to do?

- Look up?

Look up.

Look up!

My backpack!

- Yeah, see?

- Look up!

Look up!

- It always works.

I don't know why.

Yes!

- You're a life-saver,

grandpa.

- I just don't understand

why he would do this.

It's not like our son

to lie to us.

- It's got to be tough on him.

I mean, first our divorce,

and now your father just died.

I mean, it's got to be

very hard for him...

- Maybe if we spoke to him

and didn't just buy him presents

to distract him, he wouldn't

have run away right now.

- Wait, wait, wait.

Hold it, now it's my fault?

That's one thing me and Shaun

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