The Grey Page #5

I mean, that's f***ed up.

Ah, you try to steal

my f***ing life.

(COUGHS)

Come on, you f***.

(GRUNTS)

(BONES CRACKING)

You hear the bones cracking, Diaz.

Come on, that's enough.

F***ing mutt. Come on.

Let him have this.

Little Fido here

wants to go home.

Wants to see his brothers.

Jesus Christ. Stop.

That's what I'm gonna do. I'm

gonna help him get there.

Say goodbye, boys.

(DIAZ HOWLING)

(DIAZ HOWLING)

Take him back, motherf***er!

(WOLVES HOWLING)

(WOLVES GROWLING)

(ALPHA HOWLING)

(WOLVES HOWLING IN RESPONSE)

(WOLVES CONTINUE HOWLING)

OTTWAY:
We should

keep moving.

(BURKE COUGHING)

TALGET:
Those goddamn things

are calling us out.

DIAZ:
What the hell are

you talking about, Talget?

Wolves are the only animal

that will seek revenge.

OTTWAY:
Hey, I don't want to hear

any more about the f***ing wolves,

or you're gonna start

seeing them everywhere.

(BURKE CONTINUES COUGHING)

Burke, how are you doing?

BURKE:
I can't breathe.

I can't keep going.

HENRICK:
Ottway,

we can't keep going.

We can't stop.

Those things will be all over us.

We gotta keep going.

DIAZ:
Ottway,

Burke is hurting here, man.

(BURKE CONTINUES COUGHING)

This will work.

DIAZ:
It's a dead end.

They can't get in behind us.

They'll have to hit us

from out front.

Let's build a fire.

(WATCH BEEPING)

That thing still working?

Up to 40,000 feet.

This sh*t had to save somebody

at some point, right?

TALGET:
I keep

sitting here thinking.

Even with all

this stuff going on,

we hit the ground

at 400 miles an hour,

and we made it.

Why would we go through something

like that, that crash,

if it wasn't meant to be,

or ordained?

By Who?

The Almighty?

That f***ing fairytale?

How about good

old-fashioned blind luck?

Flannery survived that

crash, so did Hernandez.

It don't matter.

Fate doesn't give a f***.

Dead is dead.

Where do you think

those boys are now?

Up in heaven?

Being fitted for wings?

No, I'll tell you

where they are.

They're not. That's where.

They're nowhere.

They're gone.

No, I don't believe it.

OTTWAY:
I do.

I wish I didn't.

I really wish I could

believe in that stuff.

This is real, the cold.

(EXHALES)

That's real.

The air in my lungs.

Those bastards out there

in the dark stalking us.

It's this world that I'm worried

about, Talget, not the next.

What about your faith?

What about it?

It's important.

(GASPS)

Emma?

Is she with you guys?

It's okay, big guy.

She's was at the back.

I was speaking with her.

She's was at the back.

I was speaking with her.

She's...

She's not here.

BURKE:
She's...

Yeah, she's not here yet.

Why don't you...

BURKE:
You tell her

that I'm here.

Of course, yeah. Just

lie down, she's coming.

Emma's coming. Yeah.

DIAZ:
He's seeing things?

HENRICK:
He's hallucinating.

It's hypoxia.

Not enough oxygen's

getting to his brain.

HYPOXIA.

Why don't the rest

of us have it?

It depends on the person. Some

people can't handle the altitude.

Who's Emma?

She was his sister.

She died when he was a kid.

TALGET:
My daughter, Mary.

She's got really long hair

almost down to her waist.

In fact, it's the one rule

my f***ing ex respects,

which is that I'm the only

one who cuts her hair.

She does this thing She'll

come and hover over me.

I'll just be dead asleep,

and she'll start swinging

her head back and forth,

tickling me with

her hair all in my face,

and (LAUGHS) she'll be

laughing like crazy.

It's a certain type

of laugh, you know,

when the kid goes past laughing

to laughing, like a...

(MIMICS CHILD LAUGHING)

You know, like you

can't really breathe,

sounding more like

an old man than a kid.

I miss the hell

out of that kid.

Yeah.

OTTWAY:
You should.

You know that?

Those things from your life,

whatever they might be,

make you want that next

minute more than the last.

Make you fight for it.

I just wanna

f*** one more time.

(ALL LAUGHING)

TALGET:
See, you ruined

my story, motherf***er.

No. No, man.

I'm telling a nice little sweet

story about my daughter...

I don't mean to

wreck your sh*t.

I know, I know.

I just can't go out on that last

piece of horrible ass that I had.

You know what I'm saying? A

53-year-old hooker, half-Eskimo.

TALGET:
We shouldn't

talk about that.

She was 250, 260.

No sh*t.

The b*tch gave me the clap

like it was gift wrapped.

No, no, no.

No, no, no.

(MEN LAUGHING)

Anyway...

No, I just think

that I would punch out

and that would be my

f***ing swan song, right?

That alone is worth the fight.

That's worth the fight.

OTTWAY:
My...

My dad was not without love...

Why didn't we catch...

Not ready to.

...but a clichéd Irish

motherf***er when he wanted to be.

Drinker, brawler,

all that stuff.

Never shed a tear.

Saw weakness everywhere.

But he had this thing

for poems, poetry,

reading them, quoting them.

Probably thought it

rounded him off you know.

His way of apologizing,

I guess.

And there was one that hung

over the desk in his den.

It was only when I was a lot older,

I realized he had written it.

It was untitled, four lines.

I read it at his funeral.

"Once more into the fray."

"Into the last good fight

I'll ever know."

"Live and die on this day."

"Live and die on this day"

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

Storm clouds.

Blizzard?

A good bet.

Based on our luck,

it's a f***ing lock.

OTTWAY:
Let's bundle Burke up

and dig in against these trees.

The snow's deep enough.

I'm worried if we lose this

fire, we'll all freeze.

(WIND HOWLING)

OTTWAY:
Burke, wake up!

Come on. Move your arms!

Let me see you move your arms!

Come on, move!

Burke, wake up! Burke, you big bastard!

Wake up!

Don't sleep, you hear me?

Don't sleep! Wake up!

Come on, Burke!

Burke, come on,

wake up! Burke!

Burke! Burke! Wake up!

Wake up! Wake up!

Wake up, bugger! Wake up.

Don't be afraid.

HENRICK:
What is it?

Guys, get up. Up.

What is it?

Is it them?

Saw marks.

These trees have been logged.

(WATER RUNNING)

That's water.

That sounds like a river.

(COUGHING)

DIAZ:
You gotta be

shitting me.

OTTWAY:
The river must be a good size

if we can hear it all the way up here.

HENRICK:
At least if

we're following a river,

we got a better chance

of finding shelter.

DIAZ:
Who's climbing

down that?

TALGET:
I can't.

There's no way I can do that.

OTTWAY:
Well,

we can't go back.

There's no way we can go back.

Those trees, though.

TALGET:
What trees?

OTTWAY:
Right over there.

Get a tether of some kind

secure it between here and

there, we can climb down.

Guys, it's simple.

It's the wolves or those trees.

HENRICK:
You're not talking

about jumping off the cliff?

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