Wendigo Page #2

Nothing you've heard of. | Let's build a fire.

Cool!

Richard said there'd be some wood | in the shed out back.

Miles,

- let's go get us some wood. | - Yeah!

Come on, bud.

Okay, help me | find some kindling.

Do you know how | to use an ax?

- Huh? | - Mm-hmm.

Okay, first you've got | to get it balanced.

Get it right there | in the hole.

Holy moly!

Careful, Miles!

I-yi-yi.

They let me use this road | to pass through.

Dad?

- Is that him? | - Shh, shh.

He didn't get to keep the deer.

Go to your mom.

So he just drove across?

Just drove right by.

I don't understand why Richard | would let anyone

drive across the property.

Maybe Richard, | or maybe Annie,

wanted to seem neighborly | so they let him.

I don't know.

I think Annie and Richard | never come up here.

That's why they're | so generous with their keys.

It was Annie's thing anyway.

I knew Richard's interest | would fade.

He needs to be | in the center of it all.

Who wants to retire | to the country when you're young?

It's called an inner life, | George.

Just 'cause you don't approve | of my inner life

doesn't mean | I don't have one.

Ooh.

Besides, didn't he have | some weird incident up here,

and he just stopped | coming up for a while?

I don't remember that.

Maybe he just | told me about it.

What was it?

Some incident. | I guess I don't remember.

Probably had to do with that guy | driving across the property.

Annie would've told me | about something like that.

How you doing, Miles? | You liking the pasta?

Mmm, it's okay.

What's the matter?

Nothing.

Come on, what is it?

That man knows | where we live.

Miles, don't worry, | sweetie.

I know I got angry | with him

outside the car,

but he was very excited | because he was chasing that deer.

It's really okay to hunt if you're | getting in tune with nature.

Don't feed him | that sack of sh*t, Kim.

- That guy was demented. | - George.

Your father exaggerates, | you know that.

It's nothing | to worry about, Miles.

Your mom can be very fair | and even-headed,

which is cool, right?

Except you don't want | to be a softy, either.

You got to be wary | of people like that guy.

They can be bad news.

No, queen! | King! King, king!

- Okay, okay. | - Jack.

Oh, five!

Five, six, seven, six--

no, no, eight! | Wait, wait, wait.

- Nine, five, five, three... | - Jack, Jack.

- Victory! | - No, no. You!

- Dad cheated! | - I did not.

- We have to let your father win. | - Hey, hey, hey.

Hey, you. | Hey, you.

Okay, Miles, come on.

- To bed. | - To bed, to bed, to bed.

One more game, please?

- No, come on. Up you go. | - To bed, to bed.

What'd you draw?

Oh, nothing.

Okay.

- Okay? | - Okay.

No one there.

No one there? | Okay...

And no one there.

You're safe.

- Mom? | - Yeah?

Do you think that deer | had a little family?

Oh, Miles...

don't think | about that, sweetie.

That's just sad stuff | that happens sometimes.

But you know, in nature

things like that happen, | and all the animals,

they adjust. | There's a balance.

Think about that, okay?

- Dad--! | - Dad!

It's not funny.

Good night, kid.

Night, Dad.

- Leave it open. | - I will, I will.

- Leave the hall light on. | - Shh-- go to sleep.

Can you tell me a little more | about ''sack of sh*t''?

What?

Talking to Miles | like that at dinner?

Oh.

- It was a bit harsh, I guess. | - What's the matter, George?

I don't know, | I can't put my finger on it.

Is it the reshoot? | Are you pissed off you're here?

No, no, babe. | That's not it at all.

Huh-uh. | This is nice.

- What is it? | - I don't know.

Yeah...? | Hmm?

- Those f***ing guys. | - Out on the road?

- Yeah. | - What about them?

I just felt | the abyss between us--

me and that guy | with his shotgun.

That wasn't a shotgun, | but anyway...

And he had a pistol.

Did that threaten | your manhood?

Yeah, I guess it did, | Dr. McLaren.

Well, it's very | archetypical

for the civilized man

to feel threatened | by the man of the country.

That one guy, | he just seemed like--

how do you get through | to someone like that?

- George. | - Aaah.

- George? | - What?

We have ways of restoring | confidence in men with...

With emasculation problems?

Really? | Perhaps you should show me?

Exactly.

- Perhaps you could show me, doctor? | - Yeah.

Oh, yeah.

- This could take a while. | - Ooh, I hope so.

We'd like to start...

with a full checkup.

Hey, you.

Ho, ho, ho.

Wow, is this | to impress your clients?

No, my clients aren't | privy to this information.

Oh, really? 'cause I think | this one would cure them all.

Shhh.

- Is Miles in bed? | - He's fine.

Miles?

Are you there?

Mom?

I'm s cared.

Shh. | It's okay, honey.

Dad and I are right here.

Try to go back to sleep.

Anyway, Stefan's going | to stick to the prenup,

and he's not going | to budge.

He's got a right to be pissed. | She slept with his best friend,

who happens to be | his accountant too.

She's not going to ask for money, | she just wants out.

She's going to take him | for all he's worth.

You're sweet to be naive | on this one, but no.

All right, | maybe you're right.

It's pretty tacky.

If there's any justice, | she'll be hit by a bus.

Doesn't work that way, | George.

Here we go.

Outstanding.

Who wants to go into town | with me after breakfast?

- I do. | - Me, too.

I need curry if I'm | going to make that cass erole.

We must have curry.

Is very very important.

- Must have the curry. | - Dad.

I like the curry.

I cook the meanest curry | this side of Delhi.

Gotcha!

One,

two!

Think that guy | really pees in the reservoir?

Shush, George.

You're going to get Miles | all excited talking about pee pee.

We're going to go in this store, | you want to come?

No, I'm going to go | get the milk and curry.

What'd you say, | olive oil?

Something for Miles | to drink, too.

What should I get him?

Something he'd like, | George.

Okay, okay. | Cool it, baby.

Fruit juice or something.

All right. | I'll pull the car around.

- I'll meet you right here. | - Okay.

You like that?

It's okay, | you can talk to me.

- Mm-hmm. | - Do you know what it is?

Wendigo.

- Wendigo? | - Wendigo.

- What's a Wendigo? | - A Wendigo is a mighty,

powerful spirit.

What's it look like?

It can take on | many forms.

Part wind, part tree,

part man,

part beast.

Shapeshifting between them.

Shapeshifting?

Shapeshifting.

Can it fly?

It can fly at you like | a sudden storm, without warning,

from nowhere...

and de vour you--

consume you with its | ferocious appetite.

Appetite?

The Wendigo is hungry-- | always hungry.

And its hunger | is never satisfied.

The more it eats, | the bigger it gets.

And the bigger it gets,

the hungrier it gets.

And we are hopeless | in the face of it.

We are devoured.

Is the Wendigo bad?

Nothing between | the earth and sky is bad.

But there are spirits

that should be feared.

'Cause why?

Because there are spirits

that are angry.

Angry?

Do you believe me?

I guess.

Go ahead and take it.

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