K2 Page #5

Well wait and go look|for Dallas first light.

Jacki?

Phillip is getting worse. I have|to get him out as soon as possible.

Malik's trying to get a military|chopper up to us.

Where does that leave us?

A long way from home if you|dont get down here real quick.

Camp 4 to Base. Jacki, this|is Taylor,do you copy?

I copy that. Hi!

Listen, we're all finished up here.

Jacki, is this weather gonna hold?

It should hold today,|but after that I dont like it.

Hang on!

I still wanna climb this mountain.

Jacki...

if Dallas is on this mountain,|well find him.

We're going forthe summit.|Wish us luck.

Were all with you, Taylor.|Good luck!

All right. We travel light.|We leave everything behind.

Tent, oxygen, everything.

It s all we need: 75 feet of rope.|Were back here by tonight.

We did it!

We did it!

The top of the world!

You hold it!

Hold it.

Summit party to Base Camp!

Jacki, are you still with us?

Taylor, Harold, where are you?

Were on top of the f***ing world!

It was the idea, wasn't it?

That s great!

Congratulations!|You guys are beautiful!

Yeah, Phillip, it s the top spot!

Hows the view up there?

It's probably not as good|as the one from youroffice...

but it will do.|How are you feeling?

I feel like sh*t. I got to...

I gotta get off this mountain.

We heard about the chopper.|Youll be all right.

-Can you be down by tomorrow night?|-Count on it.

Taylor, I have to tell you.|Im dying.

If youre not here, well have|to leave without you.

Well be there!

Phillip... it s Harold!

Wish you were here,Phillip!

If I was ten years younger,|I would be.

It could happen to anyone.

Harold, any sign of Dallas?

Sorry,Phillip...

we haven't seen him.

We're gonna keep looking.

-That s it?|-That s it.

It s all right.|I lost 20 pounds one trip.

Ive gotta tell you, Taylor.|Im a little worried.

Is this the worst jam|youve ever been in?

You call this a jam?|Nothings even happened yet, H.

Two guys are dead...

and were circling at 10 thousand|feet over Base Camp...

in a white-out with one packet of|chicken soup and no landing gear.

What are you talking about?|Nothings happened yet?

Just relax, H. Everythings cool.

Were gonna make it.

Youre just as scared as I am.

If I was, I wouldnt tell you.

You dont have to tell me.|It s written all over your face.

Fear is bullshit, H.

This storm is gonna pass|in a day or two.

Were gonna be all right.

It s blowing like hell up there.

Can you see them?

No, theres too many clouds.

-How is he?|-Hes resting.

Blowing like hell up there.

-Grab this.|-Got it!

-H, are you all right?|-Okay!

Were still on ice.|Right underneath you.

Stay right.

-Taylor!|-Listen! Take the rope off...

and rope yourself in.

H! Hang on.|lll be right down.

H...

Oh, God.

My leg... my leg...

It s broken, H.

Cindy...

Cindy!

-Cindy!|-It s okay, H.

H...

It s me. Im right here.

Taylor.

I wanna die.

Who said anything about that?|Youre gonna be all right, H.

You can still make it.|You can make it, if you go now.

-What are you talking about?|-Im gonna die up here.

Youre not gonna die, H.

I cant walk.

lll carry you.

You cant carry me.

Besides, we dont have any rope|to work anything with.

lll just have to go down|and get all the others.

Come on, Taylor.

Even if you made it, Id be dead|by the time you got back.

What are you doing, H?

I want you...

I want you to give this to Cindy.

And tell her... God, I dont know...

Tell her I loved her.|Tell her Im sorry.

-Tell her yourself, H.|-Come on, Taylor. I cant walk.

Just take it, okay?|Just get outta here.

What are you gonna do? Are you|gonna sit here and die with me?

Bullshit.

Do you have any idea what|youre asking me to do?

Youre my only real friend. Im not|leaving you, do you understand that?

-I cant live with that.|-You dont have a choice, Taylor.

F*** you!

You never had problems being selfish.|It s practically been your religion.

What have you gotta make such|a big deal outta it now for?

It s not gonna work, H.

Youve got your wife and your kid|and your research.

That s great for you.

My whole life has been about me.

My works about|lies and compromises...

dealing with the scum of the earth.

So I come to places like this with|you to find a little grace, you know?

I dont wanna be selfish all my life,|I want some nobility, goddammit!

You want grace?

You want nobility?

Go back.

I cant spend the rest of my life...

knowing I let my best buddie die|on some f***ing mountain!

If youre really my friend, Taylor,|that s exactly what you gotta do.

I want you to look after my son.

Tell him what|a big f***ing hero I was.

And tell him I loved him very much.

Please, you have to go back.

Please.

Youre a prince, H.|A real winner.

F*** winner.

You know what I always|admired about you, Taylor?

Youre a born survivor.

I got everything I wanted...

but I had to give up|everything to get it.

Is that winning?

I love you, H.

Take this.

All right.

Im sorry.

If the chopper comes,|were not waiting.

They shouldnt have gone.|It s their risk.

Taylor.

I don't care if I ever go back

You poor son of a b*tch.

I dont suppose youd mind|if I borrowed your rope.

Promise me you'll come back,H.|I love you so much.

Remember,H!|It's a chance of a lifetime!

A chance of a lifetime|to get yourself killed!

Don't be ridiculous.

It's all here in these|goddamn books,Harold!

"Savage Mountain".|"Killer Mountain".

Half the people who|go to K2 don't come back.

I'm gonna take you|to a mountain with me.

A mountain.

-If you ask me,it costs too much.|-What?

Love,it's way overpriced.

It s me, H, it s Taylor!

Harold!

Hey, tough H! Ive got a present|for you, from Dallas.

Do you feel anything?

-What?|-Do you feel anything?

Warm.

That s good, H, get warm.

Now come on, H!|I need you conscious!

Come on, H. Look at me.

-Taylor?|-That s right, buddie.

Im gonna get us off|this f***ing mountain.

Taylor.

Come on, H. That a boy.

Love costs too much, huh?

Yeah, tell me about it.

Great job, H.

Steady, H!

-Are you okay, H?|-Okay! Okay!

-Are you ready for the next move?|-Im ready!

-Taylor, Im freezing!|-Me too.

I cant feel anything.

That s good, H. That s a good sign.

All right, next move.

Around the crevasse.|Short pitches.

You wanna lead?

Come on, H!|Were gonna make it, right?

-The chopper is on its way up.|-Well give them two more hours.

Two hours. Understood?

Easy, easy.

H?

H, can you hear me?

Hey, tough H!

Got a little oxygen for you.

Way to go. Hold on!

That a boy.

A shot of adrenalin.

Wouldnt mind one of these myself.

Were nearly there, H.

I dont know exactly|where the hell we are but...

weve gotta be close.

Looking good, H.

Come on.

-What about the fuel?|-The fuel is enough.

-We have no instructions for that.|-Come on, were going!

I just asked him how much fuel|we have to look for them.

Were not communicating!

This helicopter is at 17,OOO feet,|it cant fly any higher.

-We must make just one pass.|-Do you want him to die?

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