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It's an epic saga.

You first.

I've been stranded up here four days,

living off granola and creek water.

What do you mean, stranded?

- He got in a car accident.

- Oh.

Listen, Sam, we shouldn't

keep the axe outside.

- It's our only weapon.

- Why would we need a weapon?

We're in the wilderness

and I thought I heard a gunshot.

A gunshot?

Okay, um, no bathrooms,

no phone, and now you guys are

talking about weapons, hmm?

This is a great operation

you guys are running here and all,

but I'm not gonna be part of it.

I'm outta here.

It's below freezing at night.

- I'll take my chances.

- You'll be dead in the morning.

If suicide's your plan, go for it.

But would you mind leaving behind

your vintage ski jacket?

Samantha here

could probably use it.

Now I want to know

your story.

My name's Jody from Detroit.

I got into a fight

with my boyfriend.

He kicked me out of the car

and left me on the side of the road.

Why would he do that?

'Cause he's a d*ckhead.

And that's all

you deserve to know.

Well, Jody from Detroit,

you can stay here tonight.

But you're gonna have to start pitching

in... starting with that lighter.

Oh, and for your information,

this is a brand-new jacket.

For your information

I don't give a sh*t.

What are you doing?

I'm nailing it shut.

It'll be warmer this way.

So what was

the sleeping situation

- like last night?

- I slept on the floor.

Really?

Two people alone in the woods,

with a cabin.

What are you insinuating?

Nothing.

I have a husband.

- So?

- Why don't you just keep

- your thoughts to yourself?

- I would never do that.

Shame.

I'd do him.

Enough!

If you're wondering about

tonight's sleeping situation,

you've got the floor.

Samantha keeps the bed.

You're so protective, Tom.

Am I on the floor next to you?

- You're on the floor next to you.

- Boring.

Do you always make people

hate you within an hour?

I just don't understand why at least

me and her can't share the bed.

Because I said so.

Because she's pregnant.

She's pregnant?

Good job with the smoking, Sam.

Are you trying to give the fetus cancer

before it's even born?

Hey!

Leave her alone.

God, you are so high and mighty.

Well, how is it that you got to this

cabin days and days before us?

I crashed my car into a ditch.

Yeah, and where is this ditch?

- It's back at the road.

- How do we know you're not

just some lumberjack psycho

who lures young women to his cabin

and tells them

there's no way to communicate

or get back to the real world, huh?

You can leave whenever

you want, lady.

- You nailed the door shut!

- Because it's freezing outside!

I'm no murderer or rapist

or whatever sick sh*t

you wanna dream up.

- Then who are you?

- I'm just a guy

with one thing on his mind... survival.

And don't think for one second

that you being here

is helping our food situation

at all, 'cause it's not.

Let's just get some sleep.

- What are you looking at?

- Nothing.

Where's your little boyfriend at?

He's not my boyfriend.

I have a husband.

Oh yeah.

Whatever.

Where did Mr. Rogers

go to this time?

Well, now that his leg

is feeling better,

he decided to walk as far as he can and

try and find that creek and get help.

Crap, is this all

the food that we have?

Yes, and we need

to conserve it.

Right.

Well, I'm just gonna go.

I don't wanna waste

all your food.

- No, it's not like that.

- No, it's cool. It's fine.

There's gotta be someplace

with electricity around here,

so I'm just gonna go.

Tom's been looking for days

and he hasn't found anything.

Well, I'm just gonna go

in the opposite direction.

I mean, he keeps going out the front,

I'm just gonna go out the back.

I don't mean to be a b*tch.

It just comes naturally to me.

So no hard feelings.

And if I never see you again,

then good luck.

You too.

You're back.

Yeah, you miss me?

Thanks.

So where were you headed

before you ended up here?

We were on our way

to my husband's parents' house

to tell them the news.

They hate me.

You?

Miss Goody-Two Shoes? Why?

They're Jewish.

I'm Catholic.

You know, you don't

look knocked up.

I just found out

about a week ago.

I'm due in October

or early November.

So he's gonna be

a little Scorpio hellion just like me.

I'm November 11th,

but I ain't having kids.

Somehow I think the world

would be better for it.

Ha! Good one, Sam.

You're starting

to loosen up a bit.

Where do the parents live?

Just outside of Concord,

New Hampshire.

That's kind of a schlep.

Not really.

Trust me, I've been

to that shithole of a town.

I wouldn't go

within 100 miles of there.

Are you from San Diego?

You look like

a San Diego chick.

Virginia.

Virginia?

Well then,

what are you

doing in Wisconsin?

Excuse me?

Well, if you were on your way to

New Hampshire, coming from Virginia,

then how did you wind up

in Wisconsin? Wrong turn?

We're not in Wisconsin.

Look, I'm not trying

to be an a**hole,

but we're just 50 miles

outside of Milwaukee.

No, we're about two hours

from Concord, New Hampshire.

Well, I find that hard to believe,

because I was headed to Seattle

coming from Detroit,

so there's no way I could be

in f***ing Concord, New Hampshire.

You gotta be kidding me.

Okay, I think I'm going crazy.

I could have sworn I was

heading in a straight line,

and then I just ended up back here.

I'll tell you who's crazy...

that b*tch.

- What are you talking about?

- She thinks we're in New Hampshire.

- New Hampshire?

- Yeah.

She says she's on her way

to Concord, New Hampshire,

coming from Virginia.

- Ask her!

- Yeah, I'll ask her.

How did it go?

Listen, uh,

I was talking with Jody...

I can't take her anymore, Tom.

I can't.

She's out of her mind.

No one's gonna fight you

on that one.

But she did tell me

something kind of odd.

She said we're not

in New Hampshire?

Right.

See, she's clearly lost it.

But we're not in New Hampshire.

Did you get Tom to go along

with your little game?

Samantha, it's not a game.

We're nowhere near New Hampshire.

Well, we sure as hell

are not in Wisconsin.

Wisconsin?

I never said anything

about Wisconsin.

What the hell did you just say?

Where do you think we are, Tom?

South Dakota.

South Dakota?

What are you talking about?

We're like 50 miles

outside of Milwaukee.

I think I know where I am.

I was going from Oklahoma City

to South Dakota.

You guys are both crazy.

I'm not in Wisconsin!

There's no way.

Well, there's sure as hell no way

that I'm in goddamn South Dakota!

Something's not right

about this cabin.

No. You know what, Tom?

You're not right, okay?

F*** South Dakota,

f*** New Hampshire,

and f*** you!

And f*** you too!

Hey! Be honest with me.

Do you really think

we're somewhere in Wisconsin?

Honestly!?

New Hampshire?

This doesn't make any sense.

What, did we disappear?

No.

If we disappeared,

then how could Adam find us?

You don't think

he's alive, do you?

- It doesn't matter what I think.

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