The Mountain Between Us

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May I have your attention, please?

The curbside is for immediate loading

and unloading only.

No parking, waiting, or stopping, until...

Attention, passengers...

They should have more personnel.

I'm going to miss my flight.

I'm standing here for over an hour.

Excuse me.

- Excuse me. I'm not in first class.

- Okay.

I'm on the Denver flight

that leaves in 40 minutes.

Could you check me in here?

I only have carry-on.

You're not gonna miss it.

That flight's been canceled.

If you go right over to customer service,

they can help you. I'm sorry.

I told you already.

Tomorrow morning is

the earliest flight I can put you on.

That's not good enough, okay? I'm a surgeon.

I have an emergency surgery to perform

in Baltimore tomorrow, okay?

Look, he's 10 years old.

He's a 10-year-old boy.

Mark, I can come straight

from the airport if I have to.

Emma can meet me there with the dress,

and I can just change in the back of a cab.

Is my mother there? Oh, Lord.

I'll be there.

Oh, honey. I'll be there, okay?

Look, let me go,

so I can figure this out. Okay. Bye.

I'll fly wherever I have to tonight

to get there for tomorrow morning.

- Can you help me?

- I'm afraid there won't be

any more flights tonight because

of the storm coming through here.

- No, you said that.

- So, I would suggest...

I need to get to Denver for the red-eye.

...that you get a voucher

before the hotels fill up.

- Right. Okay.

- Yes, hold on.

Yep. No, it's just me.

Could I get a pen? Uh-huh.

Yes.

Hold on, one second, sweetheart.

Sir? Sir, I'm sorry.

Sorry, I couldn't help hearing.

I think we may have the same problem.

I'm trying to get to Denver before dark,

so I can catch a red-eye to New York.

There's no rental cars.

I checked for rental cars.

He's told me that the flights

are canceled, so...

No, I know. I have an idea.

What's your name?

Alex Martin.

Yours?

- Ben.

- Ah.

Hello?

- Hello? Walter.

- That's me.

Alex. We spoke.

Yeah. Hey.

- Yeah.

- So, what's the rush?

Oh. Actually, I'm getting

married tomorrow, so...

Can't miss that, can you?

Congratulations.

- Oh, no, no. No, we're not together.

- No, we're not getting married.

- We just met.

- No.

I got a twin on the tarmac. Can take two.

$800.

Done.

Oh!

- Hey!

- Don't worry about him. He loves people.

Oh, yeah? Hey!

Whoa.

I won't be long. You stick with the dog.

He'll let you know when I'm ready.

Hey.

We should check the time

of the Denver red-eye.

Midnight. Gets into JFK about quarter to six.

I booked us a couple of tickets.

There weren't that many left.

- Oh, you did?

- Yeah.

Thank you.

Filed your flight plan?

No need to. Still light out. I can go VFR.

What about the storm?

- We'll beat it out.

- You sure?

Flew F-5s into Vietnam.

As long as nobody is shooting at me,

I'll get you there.

So, what took you to Idaho?

Medical conference.

You live in New York?

Baltimore.

But you're from England, right?

London.

- I married an American woman.

- Ah.

That there is the High Uintas Wilderness.

Gets over 700 inches of snow a year.

Million acres of pure-ass nature.

Easy, boy. By the way,

I was stationed near London.

48th Fighter Wing at Mildenhall.

- Oh, yeah?

- Yeah.

Met the love of my life there.

You did? That's so romantic.

Where is she now?

Who knows? That was... that was... fi-fi...

50 years ago.

Oh. What, you didn't marry her?

No, she was already married to someone else.

- Oh!

- Anyway, I'm not the marrying kind.

I didn't wanna miss out on anything.

Oh!

You might wanna strap in.

What's that?

It's Candy Crush.

Ah.

I need to occupy my amygdala.

That's the reptile brain that looks after...

Yeah, I know what an amygdala is.

What brought you to ldaho?

Shooting skinheads.

Neo-Nazis for The Guardian.

- A journalist?

- Uh-huh.

That would explain the questions.

Hey, buddy.

Hey, stay out of the food, boy.

Walter, you see that?

Storm must have moved.

Salt Lake Center.

Salt Lake Center, this is twin zero-niner.

Uh, whiskey-niner.

Affirmative.

Squawking zero one.

- One.

- Walter?

O-one.

Walter?

Sh*t.

Walter.

Squawking zero. Zero-two-zero.

- I-I don't... I-I don't...

- Walter.

- What's going on?

- What's wrong with your hands?

I think he's having a stroke.

Oh, my God. Is he okay?

I just need you to look at me, Walter.

Just look at me.

Sh*t! Oh, my God!

Sh*t!

Jesus Christ. What do we do?

Walter? Walter?

Just get on the radio. Get on the radio.

This is twin zero...

Oh, my God! Jesus Christ!

- Okay, Walter.

- Sh*t!

- Okay. Just grab that!

- Oh, my God!

Sh*t!

The dog! The dog!

Sh*t! Oh, God!

Put your seatbelt on.

- Put your hands behind your head!

- Okay!

Put your hands...

Sit back! Sit back!

Alex. Alex.

Hey! Alex.

Ah.

Hey.

Yeah, you're there.

Sh*t.

Oh, great. You're alive.

Ah!

Hey!

Hello!

Anybody!

Anybody.

God bless you.

- Hey. Hi.

- Ah!

Hey, Alex. Hi. Alex?

Hi. Hey. Okay. Alex.

- Mark?

- Can you look at me?

- Left home.

- There you go.

- Oh, thank God.

- Mark. Where's Mark?

Thank God.

I need my phone!

You want your phone. Alex?

Alex, your phone's smashed.

My phone has no signal,

and we're pretty high up.

- But we're alive.

- Oh, my leg!

Try and sit up, and I'll give you some water.

What's your name?

- My name?

- What's your name?

There you go. I'm Ben.

Well done.

What?

- I have some Advil in my backpack.

- Oh. Yeah.

Yeah, you do.

I found them when

I was changing your trousers.

Are you okay?

Couple of bruises, few scratches,

couple of cracked ribs.

I'm okay. I got lucky.

The pilot?

I buried him yesterday.

He... He didn't file a flight plan.

No. No, but there was radio contact.

How long has it been?

36 hours.

There was a thing in the manual

about a beacon.

Yeah, it would've been in the tail.

God knows where that ended up.

Oh, Jesus. Mark has no idea where I am.

He'll be going out of his mind.

Okay. Okay.

Someone is definitely coming to get us.

We've got plenty of water,

as long as we can melt the snow.

We've got four packets of almonds...

couple of candy bars...

a half-eaten sandwich, and some cookies.

That should hold us until we're rescued.

What kind of cookies?

What?

Joke.

Oh, God.

Plane.

Plane! I need the flare! Flare! Quick!

- Alex, give me the flare gun.

- In here! Here!

Take it!

No, wait, wait. It's empty!

- Ben!

- I need a flare.

Here!

Quick! Hurry!

Hey!

Down here! Down here!

- They can't hear you.

- I know!

It's... it's...

It's just what you do.

Okay.

We're down to the rule of three.

We can go three weeks without food,

three days without water...

- What?

- ...three minutes without air.

Let me help. Let me help.

You wanna help? This is how you help.

You stay off the leg.

That would help you,

and it would definitely help me.

Please?

Anything that will burn.

Here.

You took these?

- Uh-huh.

- They're good.

I'm sorry you missed your wedding.

I can't stop thinking about him

not knowing I'm alive.

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