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with anybody, got it?

Yep.

Really?

Nothing in your pockets?

What else you got, kid?

Tough guy?

It's gonna be a real great

adventure here with you.

Next!

All right, everybody, make sure

you have all your gear.

Come on, gear up.

What's the shotgun for?

In case something

needs to be shot.

Hey, here.

Let me help with that.

Here you go. See?

Shut down!

What are you, the camp b*tch?

Hey, hey!

Let's go. Move!

Come on, Mr. Richards.

Off you go. You all right?

-All right.

-Keep your eye on that one.

Let's go.

Trapper, move it.

Come on!

All right, so

the first camp's 15 miles out.

Fifteen?

You expect me to walk 15 miles?

Or crawl.

We'll be out here

for seven days.

You'll cook your own food,

pitch your own tent

and keep a journal.

If you're thinking of running,

there's a hundred miles

of nothing in every direction.

So if you plan on running,

you can plan on dying.

On to Plan B.

God.

-Stop looking at me.

-What?

I said stop looking at me.

Look, you're in front of me.

Well, pass me.

What are you,

some kind of weirdo?

You're like

giving me the creeps.

Just, please,

walk in front of me.

Whatever.

Hey.

Stop looking at me.

Hey, look!

That's something you don't see

in Beverly Hills.

There's a lot of 'em

out here.

A**hole.

I don't even want to know

what you're doing in there.

You feel that?

No, I don't want to feel that.

No. You feel that shaking?

What is that?

It's a stampede.

Stampede!

-Stampede!

-Come on!

Gotta go!

-Come on!

-It's a stampede, you idiot.

Come on!

Get out! Go! Go!

Wait, wait, wait, wait!

Okay, go, go!

What's going on?

Hey, come on!

Courtney!

Come on! Come on!

Grab my hand!

You okay?

I think it's over.

Hey, Claire, Claire!

Come on, step down.

Take her, Roth.

Be careful, careful,

careful, careful.

Hey, Burt, everybody okay?

Yeah, I think we're okay.

We're not okay!

We were nearly killed!

-Okay.

-What kind of sh*t was that?

Is this your idea

of breaking us down?

It was a freak thing, okay?

Everybody's fine.

We're not fine!

Look at this place!

-Look, I know you're scared.

-I'm not scared!

-I'm pissed!

-All right! Listen, okay?

We're out in the wild,

and unpredictable stuff happens.

Somebody is gonna get sued.

Change your pants,

Mr. Richards.

All right,

everybody gather their stuff.

You okay?

Let's salvage that tent there.

Thanks.

Sat phone's fried.

What was that?

Geez, it's hot.

Why is it so hot?

Where are we,

three miles south of hell?

It's the desert, moron.

Thank you, Trapper.

Your insight is amazing.

Douche.

Okay, no more talking.

Trapper, slow it down.

I want you to try to be aware

of everything around you, okay?

Just be in this moment.

Hot. That's what

I'm aware of right now

Okay, what else?

Be aware of your surroundings,

everybody.

So why'd you leave?

Fighting. Why'd you leave?

I know you hurt

the guy, but...

I didn't hurt someone.

I killed him.

But you were the best, man.

More famous for killing somebody

than being the best fighter.

Now I just want to be

a good person.

-Hey, Claire?

-Yeah.

Check this out.

Hey, Luis!

Luis, stay with the group.

It looks like a giant geode.

This is not a geode.

What would you call it?

It's probably like a top secret

government experiment,

a satellite, a bomb casing.

Something sketchy like that.

Really? A bomb casing?

This does not look

like a bomb casing.

How would you know?

'Cause it looks like a giant

geode. That's how I know.

Maybe it's from outer space,

like aliens.

Who cares?

Let's just keep walking.

Hey, Claire!

Yeah.

You gotta see this.

What?

I think that's Lenny's truck.

What?

It's a cell phone.

Look. The aliens

left their cell phone.

Yeah?

Sh*t.

Hey, Uncle Burt.

Man. Hey, he was just at

our place the other night.

What the hell happened?

Looks like he skidded off

or something.

Hey, grab the sat phone.

We gotta call this in.

It's trampled.

My God.

It's dead.

-We're gonna have to go back.

-What?

Burt, we can't go back.

We're two days away

from base camp,

and we've got five scared,

really messed up kids up there.

My God.

Something's off here.

Uncle Burt!

-Claire!

-We can't afford to go back.

Look, he got drunk, and he

drove off the ravine. Let's go.

Uncle Burt!

I don't think that's

the way it happened.

We don't know what happened.

Could've been a coyote

or a mountain lion

or something.

It could've been

a vampire too,

but that's not reality.

Look, we have no communication.

-We're understaffed.

-I understand.

We've got a dead guy

out in the middle of nowhere.

We're going back.

You do and

you go to jail, Burt.

What are you talking about?

There's a lawsuit, Burt.

You hurt that boy.

You lost control,

and you hurt him.

He lost control.

He freaked out.

I just tried to restrain him.

You sure?

Come on, Claire.

You saw it. Everybody saw it.

Everybody saw a big man

teach a boy a lesson.

We go back now,

we lose everything.

What's going on in your head?

You know,

I'm doing this for us.

For Summer and for Roth, okay?

Look, Lenny's gone.

There's nothing

we can do about that now.

We'll call it in

when we get back to base.

Uncle Burt! Claire!

The kids can't know

about this.

I'm coming!

Hey, wait up.

Hey, Claire!

-You gotta see this.

-We gotta keep moving.

-No, you need to look at...

-Come on.

Here, Luis, put these

rocks around the perimeter.

No, Wes, not like that.

It has to go in the fork.

-I want to go home.

-That makes two of us.

-Come on.

-Wes, Wes, wait.

Yeah, just like that.

Lift it up. Good.

There you go.

Wes, it has to go in the middle

of the fork there, right?

Uncle Burt?

Hey, Uncle Burt?

-I want to go home now!

-Wes!

-I can't stand this place!

-Calm down! Wes, come here!

Stop. Calm down.

Breathe, breathe?

You want to go home to what?

Sitting on the couch,

smoking weed?

At least I get to do

what I want.

Right. How's that

working out for you?

You seem miserable.

He just seems

like an idiot to me.

-What the hell was that?

-Hey, hey, hey!

You wanna go home because

you and your stepmom

get along so well?

If everybody's lives at home

are so great,

what do you think

you're doing here?

Everybody's angry because their

parents don't understand them?

I've got news. A lot of parents

don't understand their kids.

And they don't try to burn

down their house, Trapper.

Or get arrested

for attention, Meeka.

Or blow things up

and hack into the NSA?

-It's easier.

-What's easier?

It's easier for them

to just ship us out here

than to admit

that they're bad parents.

Hey, girls, help me put the bags

into the tent before it rains.

Hey.

Hey, I found Lenny's phone

by that thing in the trench.

Hey, Burt, can you go help the

boys with the lean-to, please?

-Did you hear what he said?

-Can you help...

Well, I gotta

take a dump.

-Gross!

-Thanks, Mr. TMI.

Hold on. Don't go alone.

-Go with him.

-Come on.

-Go with him.

-Like hell!

Trapper, stop.

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