The Grey Page #2

The plane's gone, man.

It's in pieces.

Look.

F***.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

This is so f***ed up.

I can't f***ing believe it.

Is there a bunch

of people dead?

Yes.

Now I need you to help me

find the ones that aren't.

Come on. Can you walk?

Yeah.

MAN 1:
Come on...

Told me to come out...

It's f***ing freezing.

(MEN GROANING)

(PHONE BEEPING)

DIAZ:
You know what, homes?

MAN 2:
F***!

I can't feel my fingers.

(GROANING)

Help me.

OTTWAY:
I got you, Flannery.

I got you.

Diaz. Diaz. Diaz.

MAN 3:
Excuse me

for a second?

Watch your head.

LEWENDEN:
(GROANING) No.

No. This is too much.

It's just too much coming out of it.

TALGET:
Come on, f***!

I wish one of these f***ing

phones would work!

HENRICK:
I got you some help.

It's just... I'm

losing too much blood.

I can't lose all this blood.

FLANNERY:
Help him.

Ottway, help him.

This can't be

all coming outside.

Too much blood.

This is way too much blood.

F***.

Ottway, help me, okay?

Something's wrong. Something's

really, really wrong here.

Okay? I don't feel right.

I just don't...

Ottway, okay, this doesn't...

Look. I know. Okay.

(GROANING)

(GROANING)

It don't feel right.

Something feels

really f***ing wrong.

Something feels

really f***ing wrong.

Listen, listen.

You're gonna die.

That's what's happening.

OTTWAY:
It's okay.

LEWENDEN:
No.

No. No.

No, no, no. Wait,

wait, wait. Hold on.

Hold on!

OTTWAY:
It's okay.

Hold on, hold on, hold on.

(SHUSHING) It's okay.

Hold on.

It's okay. It's okay.

Look at me.

Keep looking at me.

It's all right.

It's all right.

Look at me.

Keep looking at me.

It's all right.

It'll slide over you.

It'll start to feel warm.

Nice and warm.

Let it move over you.

It's all right.

What?

Let your thoughts go.

All the good things.

All the good

things. Yeah?

Who do you love?

Who do you love, Luke?

My girl Rosie.

OTTWAY:
Is she

your daughter?

She's six.

Let her take you, then.

Let her take you.

(GROANS)

It's okay. It's okay.

(GROANS)

(SNIFFLES)

(SOFTLY) Wait for me.

FLANNERY:
Did he

just f***ing die?

He just f***ing died,

didn't he?

Come on.

Did you...

HENRICK:
Yeah.

Did you feel him go?

Yeah. (SNIFFLES)

I felt him go.

(LAUGHING)

Is this everyone?

Is this everyone

who's still alive?

MAN:
Yeah. Yeah. Yeah.

One, two, three...

Seven. Seven of us

that we know of. Yeah?

Okay. Okay.

DIAZ:
You happy, fuckhead?

You had to open up your fat f***ing mouth.

You had to keep talking.

You had to put

the whammy on us.

I didn't do sh*t. Did I

f***ing crash us? Huh?

We need a fire.

FLANNERY:
Did I...

I didn't do sh*t.

OTTWAY:
We should gather up

anything that'll burn,

seats, luggage,

any wood we can find.

HERNANDEZ:

What are you doing?

I said we need a fire.

It's about 10 below

and dropping.

So we don't die.

We build up a fire,

then we find food.

And at daybreak, we figure

out what way is south,

and we start walking.

Nobody's gonna find us.

Not here.

Somebody will find us. I mean,

somebody'll be f***ing searching.

They gotta know that plane

went off the radar.

Right. If they send 50 planes,

maybe they'll find us.

But they won't send 50 planes

because it won't matter.

Because we won't

have time to wait

for the one or two

that they will send.

Corporate doesn't give a f***.

Corporate doesn't give a f***.

Nobody gives a sh*t about us.

You know how much payroll they

just pocketed in this crash?

(WIND HOWLING)

If we don't move and work

now, we're all f***ed.

Unless you want

to freeze to death,

'cause that's the one thing

that will come for you.

Hey, a**hole! That's jet

fuel, get away from there.

TALGET:
Water, wood,

something to wear.

Hey, you can't burn that.

That sh*t'll kill us.

F***.

Ohh.

TALGET:
We gotta do

something with the bodies.

DIAZ:
F*** the bodies.

F*** the bodies The bodies...

Grab what burns.

Or you're gonna be a body.

Relax, Rambo. Relax.

You f***ing relax.

Tell me to relax.

They're everywhere.

DIAZ:
I got a book.

It's called We're All F***ed!

It's a bestseller.

BURKE:
Here you go.

(SIGHS) F***.

Hey, man. Take it easy with that.

Why?

'Cause I don't wanna

f***ing catch fire.

(WHINE)

Hello?

(WHIMPERS)

I see you! I'm coming.

(GROWLS)

Jesus Christ.

(GROWLING)

Get off her, you motherf***er.

(WOLF SNARLING)

(GRUNTS)

(SCREAMS)

(GROANING)

(MEN SHOUTING)

(WOLF WHIMPERING)

(GASPING)

HERNANDEZ:
Where are they?

BURKE:
You okay?

HERNANDEZ:
You see them?

(PANTING)

You okay?

I swear, these motherfuckers...

ls there any more?

Hey, man. We gotta get

the f*** out of here.

Don't stand around.

Let's get the f*** out.

F*** this! Do not stand

the f*** in one place.

You f***ing kidding me?

Ottway, what the hell was that?

What was that? FLANNERY:

What the hell was that?

BURKE:
Did you f***ing see that?

Coyotes?

HERNANDEZ:
I didn't see it.

I heard it.

TALGET:
I didn't see sh*t!

They're f***ing big.

They're big.

Maybe I'll turn into

a wolf man now, huh?

Wait, that sh*t's

not real, right?

You mean, he can't...

Asswipe, what do

you think? Really?

I don't know, man. I meant,

like, rabies or whatever.

I didn't think

the motherf***er was

gonna grow claws

and teeth and sh*t.

F***.

TALGET:
So, you think

there's more of them?

Wolves? Maybe.

Yeah. Most likely.

But we shouldn't be worrying

about them right now.

We should be worrying

about finding food.

They're probably

only passing through.

Wait a minute. Passing

through as opposed to what?

Living here. Hunting here.

Wolves have a territorial

range of about 300 miles,

and a kill range of 30.

If we're close to their den, and

if we're within that radius,

then they'll come after us.

Well, how can we

tell if we're close?

We can't.

They might've

just been feeding.

There's bodies everywhere. I

threatened them, they attacked.

FLANNERY:
What about

the radius?

I mean, if we're in that, what?

They're gonna fight us?

I thought wolves

were scared of people.

Not if we're near their den.

They're not scared

of anything then.

What kind of wolves are they?

I mean, what do they call the ones

that just eat plants and sh*t?

(SCOFFS) They don't

call them wolves.

HENRICK:
Herbivores,

that's what you mean.

That's wishful thinking.

When did you become king sh*t f***ing

animal expert all of a sudden?

They paid me to kill those things,

to keep them from killing you.

So it makes sense for me

to know they're man-eaters

and they don't give a sh*t

about berries and shrubs.

There's blood in the air.

And there's death.

They know we're wounded.

They can smell it.

Hopefully they

won't f*** with us.

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