Mountain Men Page #5
right from here.
See? No problem.
I'm not going down the mountain
in your MacGyver sled, man.
It's the wrong call.
Coop, people die alone
in these mountains.
I'm not leaving you here.
Don't be an idiot.
Hey, this idiot
just set your busted leg.
We'll go slow, all right?
Nice and easy.
Better, right?
-It still hurts.
-Yeah.
So are you gonna tell me
why you're leaving your job?
I can't. I signed
a non-disclosure agreement.
Hey, man,
I pull, you disclose.
All right. I thought my boss
and I tried to get him fired
and take his job.
Holy sh*t.
I thought it'd be a good idea
to send a company-wide email
accusing him of sabotaging
the whole project,
trying to f*** my girlfriend,
embezzle a bunch of money.
You know,
the usual complaints, man.
So Monica made me see
some shrink
who cost a shitload of money
and had no idea
what he was talking about.
Whatever.
New York's overrated anyway.
Yeah, New York,
I'm over it.
Toph, Toph, go slower, man!
I'm sorry.
I'm trying to avoid the bumps.
Okay, all right, man,
stop, stop, stop, stop.
I can't do this anymore.
Take me back.
Hang on, hang on.
All right.
-Dr. Toph is in the house.
Fine. Topher, MD.
I got some meds for ya.
No, man!
I'm not taking one of those.
That's what got me into this
whole ordeal in the first place.
in your bag?
What are those for, are they for
pain, or are they like crazy pills?
-You went through my bag.
-No, I didn't.
I was putting your credit card
back, and I saw them there.
What are they for?
Nothing, man. They're garbage.
I'm not taking them.
All right.
Well, these are not garbage.
These bad boys
are certified organic.
So take it.
You really think it's a good
idea for me to be high as a kite
while I descend the mountain
with a broken leg?
Yes, I do. Yes, I do.
It's my professional opinion.
We shouldn't be here, man.
Where?
Here.
None of us.
Who, people?
Yeah. Humans.
All right, well, f*** it.
We're here anyway, right?
Just gotta go with it.
We grew up around
these mountains.
You feel like
you're part of them.
But you're not.
Whoa, whoa, Toph!
Stop, stop, stop, stop.
What?
Come here.
What, man?
Come here.
F***. What's going on?
Someone's following us.
I highly f***ing
doubt that, Coop.
No, no, no,
I saw someone.
Where?
In the forest.
Okay.
Well, why would someone
be following us, Coop?
Maybe the squatter.
We burned down his cabin,
remember?
Okay. Sh*t.
So now he's like what,
he's like big game hunting us?
-Is that the trip we're on?
-I don't know what he wants.
All right, listen to me.
Is it possible
that the pot cookies
have just gotten on top of you
a little bit?
They can f*** with your head.
I'm not f***ing
hallucinating, Toph.
I know about hallucinations.
This isn't one of them.
Okay.
All right, okay, okay.
Look, look.
Let him follow us then.
If he wants to show himself,
he will, right?
-Yeah.
-Right?
-Yeah.
-That's the plan.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Okay, let's get moving.
I'll be quiet.
I'll be quiet.
All right, all right.
I gotta look at the map.
I gotta...
Okay.
What's it say?
F***.
-It says that's the way down.
-That's the way down?
Sh*t! That's what it says.
Hang on.
Hey, you got any more
of those cookies?
All right, so there's
a little bit of a drop,
but nothing we can't handle.
I mean, okay,
it's pretty steep.
Just go without me, man.
Seriously.
-What?
-Scramble down there,
you can find help
and come back up.
-I need to look at the leg.
-What for? What for?
Just don't worry.
I'll be gentle.
Just give me a sec.
How's it look?
A few too many colors
of the rainbow, dude.
I don't think you can hack
another night in the cold, man.
We got lucky last night.
Seriously.
We can build a shelter.
Yeah.
What, another snow cave?
We'll be good.
Listen, this is gonna
sound crazy,
but I think I know
how we can get you down.
We got a sh*t ton of rope
in the sled,
and there's a clear drop
to safety, right from there.
We tie it to the sled,
and I lower you down.
It'll be the airlift
that you wanted,
except, you know,
it's an airdrop.
All right, Toph, listen.
There's no f***-up gene, man.
I mean, you're not f***ed up.
Obviously.
You've taken us this far,
so let's not push our luck,
all right?
You're talking
f***ing crazy sh*t, man.
Throwing me over the edge?
Hah! No!
I'm just not.
Okay.
God.
Sh*t.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
What, what, what?
-Okay, what?
-F***.
If you drop me,
I'm gonna f***ing kill you.
I'm not gonna
f***ing drop you, man.
It's coiled around
and tied to the tree back there.
I got you.
That's what I'm worried about.
one coil at a time.
You go down in these small,
smooth little chunks, okay?
Go slow.
All right. I'm gonna push you
over the edge now.
-Okay?
-Okay.
Here we go.
Piece of cake.
All right, all right,
all right.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
Motherf***er!
Okay, okay.
-You all right?
-Sh*t!
That first part is, I guarantee,
the bumpiest part.
Are you okay?
No!
Anything new broken?
No, I'm fine.
Just hang tight.
I'm gonna start unraveling.
Dude, go slow!
What happened to slow?
F***.
Do not drop me, Toph!
Whoa!
Coop!
What?
How much farther to the ground
do you think?
Like...
10 or 15 feet?
Which is it, 10 or 15?
Say f***ing 12.
All right, yeah, no sweat.
No sweat. Hang tight.
All right.
What are you doing up there?
Sh*t.
F***! Okay.
Coop! You okay?
Yes!
Get down here,
you crazy motherf***er!
Yes!
F*** yes!
Yes!
I don't know
what I was f***ing thinking
dragging your ass
all over this mountain.
This is the ticket
right here.
I got this sh*t on lock,
brother.
All right.
Don't get cocky.
is in order!
Did I or did I not just do
a f***ing amazing thing?
You threw me off a cliff.
"Threw" is a bit of
a hurtful word.
All right,
how about "launched?"
All right, I may have
slightly miscalculated
the length of the rope.
Give me a break.
I'm a pot dealer,
not a f***ing mountain climber.
into mountain climbing.
That was pretty badass.
Hold on, hold on, are you saying
I did something right?
All right, it wasn't
a total disaster.
-Thank you.
-Yeah, you're welcome.
-You're not a complete retard.
-Not a complete retard?
Coopy, I'm blushing.
That's the nicest thing...
-Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
-F***!
-Whoa!
-Sh*t.
Coop! Coop!
Coopy! I'm coming, man!
Coop!
F***!
F***.
Sh*t.
Put your head back.
Hang in there, buddy.
Hang on.
Okay. How you doing?
You hanging in there?
Fire.
We need a fire.
Okay. Come on.
Come on.
F***.
Come on, come on, come on.
F*** you, f***er.
Yes.
Okay, yes.
Coop, Coop, look.
I got some fire, buddy.
I built us a fire.
There we go.
All right, roll over.
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