The Last Winter Page #4

They're out there.

They're right out there.

You... you see it?

Did you see it?

Alright, that's it.

Ed?

Ed!

You can't burn that! What the hell

do you think you're doing?

Ed! Ed!

I'm in charge here!

And that tape does nobody any good!

Back off, Pollack!

You want his parents to see that?

Is that what you want?

Their kid, whacked out wandering

around in his birthday suit?

You're out of your mind.

That was evidence!

There will be an investigation!

He wandered off and he

died of exposure.

Did you hear what he was saying?

You're on the next plane

out of here, Elliot!

You and Hoffman.

Until then, you stay out of my way!

We should all be

on that plane, Ed.

And what did you put

in his head last night?

Elliot, your nose.

Come on, get inside. Get inside.

Go, go, go, go, go... Come on.

What do you say, Lee?

ls it the coming of the Chenoo?

Chenoo?

Chenoo is a dark spirit.

Sometimes called. Windigo.

What do you say, Lee?

I believe what I see with

my own eyes.

Damn it!

Wonderful...

Damn it...

Motor?

What are you doing?

I had to check the engine.

We might have to get

out of here.

Yeah, I understand. Listen...

It's cold out here.

You should go inside, okay?

Your hands...

My hands are fine.

I can hardIy feel them.

You know what I'm thinking?

I'm thinking maybe, you ought to lay

off the hooch just a little bit...

because you're not

thinking so straight.

I'm heading down South.

After this winter I'm...

I've had it.

I'm out of here.

I need to talk to you.

- Can it wait?

- No.

Maxwell's father

is an old friend of mine.

I lost his kid on my watch.

I know, and I'm sorry.

It wasn't your fault.

Well, I'm responsible.

For this crew and everything that happens

to them, your sorry ass included.

Then do the responsible thing and let's

get everybody out of here tonight.

- Because you say so?

- Because it's not safe.

I think there's an atmospheric abnormality

here that's effecting everyone's judgement.

I think that's what happened

to Maxwell.

And now Motor is out there

not making any sense either.

If you're starting a new sh*t...

It's some kind of low-level sour gas

that's seeping up out of the ground.

H-2S is half a mile under

the earth's surface.

It doesn't just seep out

of the ground, for Christ sake!

Do you even know what the f***

you're talking about?

I say it does.

This permafrost is melting.

Somehow this Hydrogen Sulfide's...

making its way to the surface

like a low-level blowout.

Bullshit.

Alright. Well, then it's some kind

of contagion or a virus...

or spores.

I don't know, alright?

I don't know. But I do know that

this ground's been frozen...

for the last 10.000 years.

We have no idea what's

coming out of it.

Do you even realize you're putting

everybody at risk with this kind of talk?

- I'm going to be turning in, Pollack.

- F*** you.

I got a series of alarmist ideas.

The warming is melting

the tundra...

but then you are worried about

a whole sour gas scenario.

- You haven't made yourself clear.

- Well, it's a lot of factors. Okay?

All at once, none of which

I fully understand at this point.

But I think that we should

err on the side of caution.

Well, I can't make a run on it

based on a hunch.

I need evidence.

There's a corpse outside.

That's evidence of something.

That's evidence of a major

malfunction on Maxwell's part.

Well, you should know that Motor

is now totally freaking out.

He's taken apart the snow cat.

What?

Look, we're all under a lot

of pressure out here.

You guys...

"You guys" who?

You and Pollack.

You're perfect for each other.

I can't e-mail out of here.

You should be packing.

Elliot, I want you to come

down to Fairbanks with me.

Staying here's just bullshit.

Alright?

And dangerous.

Listen.

Did you see it?

Did you see it?

Help me... it's right out there!

Ghosts...

what's oil anyway, fossils...

plants and animals

millions of years ago?

We shouldn't be here.

Grave robbers.

It's like a force fighting back!

People need to know!

lsn't that yourjob?

I just hope this

isn't happening everywhere else.

Abby has decided...

in light of recent goings-on...

that we should all ship out of here

and get our heads checked.

I'm gonna second that motion,

for the good of the team.

But, make no mistake,

we're coming right back.

We'll go to Dead Horse, we're gonna

get checked out there at the infirmary.

l want everybody's bags packed.

Just the essentials.

Lee, l want you to go out and tell

Motor what's going on.

Foster and Marshowitz will

be here any minute.

We'll get Gary to radio

for another plane. It'll be fine.

Gary's getting

to that age, right?

Pollack is an animal,

He will never retire.

He'd go crazy without this job.

My bottom line is that he's

just not delivering.

He's alright.

Hey, what about Abby?

- What about her?

- She's a piece of ass, right?

I got one of those too.

The wind pick up, Gary?

There it is.

Doesn't look like it'll house

a whole crew, huh, Marshowitz?

UgIy as sin out here.

It's pure white nothingness.

It looks like

the last place on earth.

God's Country!

North Country!

Are you seeing inside?

Oh, my God, Gary!

See if you can get in the inside.

Foster! Foster, are you with me?

Can you get to the other side?

F***! Hang on, pal.

Maxwell,

what the f*** are you doing?

Ed, what are you doing?

What are you doing?

Where's Gary?

Did he make it out of there?

I can't get him out.

Jesus Christ!

Jesus!

We gotta get Foster out of there!

Let's go! Let's go! Let's go!

Pull him out! Pull him out!

Easy, guys, easy...

Lee, I need that fire out now!

Clear!

Foster! Foster!

Stay with me!

His legs...

Oh, God, what's this.

I need Morphine for Foster!

Motor, help me.

I need Morphine.

Hang on, man.

Hang in there, brother.

Hang in there.

Hang in there.

It's alright, buddy.

- F***ing Gary!

- F***ing Gary, right, man!

We gotta stop the bleeding.

You gotta get us out of here.

You gotta get us out of here,

Hoffman.

You gotta get us out.

There's no heat.

No electricity.

We have to get some plastic

or some tarps over these walls...

and move everybody back through

the kitchen into Dawn's room.

If they haven't heard from us...

by tomorrow, they'll send another

plane. We can hold out 'til then.

I don't think so.

What?

There's one snowmobile working.

I can take it to Fort Crow.

Fort Crow?

What are you talking about?

It's an Inupi village nineteen miles

southwest of here.

- Is there gas in the tank?

- It's full.

No. We're not, we're not leaving

the station.

If we stay here, we could all

be dead by the morning.

He's right, Ed.

It's 25 miles to the ice road camps.

It's a flat ride.

They're working today.

It's 9h20, they'll be there till 5h.

That's what we'll do.

We'll hook up with these guys

and we'll radio for help...

and we'll have somebody

here by nightfall.

I'll go to Fort Crow. It's closer.

They'll have a plane.

It's North's Equipment.

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