On the surface, The Grey
quotes are about survival but on a deeper level it delves into a
level, exploring the meaning of life and what lies beyond civilization.
The story is about an oil refinery worker in Alaska struggling to
survive with his six co-workers after their plane crashes in the
wilderness. The strength of this movie is that it delivers way
more than the typical action-thriller movie, making us feel the terror,
conflict, hope and the many obstacles to survival with effective
creepiness. The story never feels rushed and gives the audience time to
the dilemmas that are raised with the powerful presence
of Liam Neeson giving us the central focus that is needed.
Summed up, They Grey
quotes gives us the rare gift of
mixing mainstream action thriller movie with
and debatable philosophy as
it explores the existence of God and humanity.
by: Joe Carnahan
Joe Carnahan (screenplay)
Ian Mackenzie Jeffers (screenplay & short story "Ghost Walker") Starring: Liam Neeson
Dallas Roberts - Hendrick
Frank Grillo - Diaz
Dermot Mulroney - Talget
Nonso Anozie - Burke
Joe Anderson - Flannery
Ben Bray - Hernandez
James Badge Dale - Lewenden
Anne Openshaw - Ottway's Wife
Peter Girges - Company Clerk
Jonathan Bitonti - Ottway (5 years old)
James Bitonti - Ottway's Father
Ella Kosor - Talget's Little Girl
Jacob Blair - Cimoski
Lani Gelera - Flight Attendant
Larissa Stadnichuk - Flight Attendant
[first lines; we see
Ottway walking towards a tavern] Ottway:[voice over] A job
at the end of the world. A salary killer for a big petroleum company. I
don't know why I did half the things I've done, but I know this is
where I belong. Surrounded by ex-cons, fugitives, drifters, assholes.
Men unfit for mankind.
daydreams of his
wife; both lying on a bed with white sheets facing each other, smiling,
we then see him alone, writing a letter] Ottway:[voice over] There's
not a second goes by when I'm not thinking of you in some way. I want
to see your face, feel your hands in mine, feel you against me. But I
know that will never be, you left me and I can't get you back. I move
like I imagine the damned do, cursed. And I feel like it's only a
matter of time. I don't know why I'm writing this, I don't know what
can come of it. I know I can't get you back.
Ottway:[voice over] I
don't know why this has happened to us. I feel like it's me, bad luck,
poison. And I've stopped doing this world any real good.
[one night after his
shift, Ottway walks outside, pulls out his rifle and sticks the barrel
in his mouth] Ottway:[voice over] Once
more into the fray. Into the last good fight I'll ever know. [as he's about to pull
the trigger, he hears the echo of wolves howling in the
distance and takes the barrel out of his mouth] Ottway:[voice over] Live
and die on this day. Live and die on this day.
and other crewman from the drilling company board a commuter
jet, Ottway takes his seat and takes out his letter to read but a man
interrupts him as he sits next to him] Flannery: It
is as cold as this motherfucker has ever been, huh? I ain't shitting
either, man. I stripped down for the shower and icicles are formed on
my nuts. I didn't even think that shit was possible. [Ottway makes no
response and just looks annoyed] Flannery: You
gotta girl back in Anchorage? Ottway: No. Flannery: Oh,
well. I got me a few.
Flannery, by the way. Todd. You're Aman, right? Ottway: Ottway. Flannery: Oh,
oops! Sorry, bro. Ottway, yeah. So, you blast British for a living,
huh? You do some of that snipe issue. What's the biggest piece of game
you've taken down? You know I saw that documentary that asshole did.
You know, the fag who loves ba... Ottway: Listen.
Listen, pal. I don't wanna talk, I need some quite. So I'm just gonna
put head back, okay? Flannery: Yeah,
that's cool. That's cool. [Flannery looking
offended, stands up and finds a seat elsewhere]
turbulence, their plane crashes and Ottway finds himself
desolate in snow covered hill, after surveying his
surrounding he finds
the plane wreckage and hears Flannery calling for help] Flannery: Somebody
help me! Help me! Help me, somebody! Help! Somebody, help me! Ottway: I
got you! I got you! I got you! [Ottway finds
Flannery pinned under his seat and tries to help him up] Ottway: I
got you! Flannery: Oh,
we fucking went down! Oh, my God! Oh, my God! [Flannery notices the
body of the man who had sat next to him has been cut in half] Flannery: That
guy's cut in half! [Ottway does his best to
quickly get Flannery freed from his seat] Ottway: Don't
look! Don't look at it! Don't look! Look at me! Look at me! Flannery: My
hand's fucked, my neck's fucked! Aahh! Fuck!
[after helping Flannery
Ottway finds Hernandez next who's totally disorientated] Hernandez:
What happened? Ottway: The
plane went down, man. The plane crashed. Hernandez: Oh,
no! No! No! That's bullshit! That's fucking bullshit! I'm just asleep! Ottway: We
crashed. Hernandez: I'm
just sleeping! There's no way that could have happened! What about the
pilots? Ottway: What
are you talking about? The plane's gone, man! It's in pieces. Look.
Look. [Hernandez looks around
him at the plane wreckage] Hernandez: Oh,
my God! Oh, my God! This is so fucked up! I can't fucking believe it.
Are their lots of people dead? Ottway: Yes.
But I need you to help me find the one's that aren't. [Ottway helps
Hernandez stand up] Ottway: Can
you walk? Hernandez: Yeah.
[inside the fuselage,
along with Ottway, there's half dozen survivors, one of them, Lewenden
is hurt badly, blood is spurting from his abdomen] Lewenden:
This is way too much blood. Oh! Fuck! [Ottway looks at
Lewenden's wound] Lewenden: Help
me. Help me, okay? Something's wrong. Something's really, really wrong
here. Okay? I don't feel right. I just...I just don't. Help me. Okay?
This doesn't... Ottway: Look. Lewenden: Something's
wrong with me, I know. Okay? [Ottway tries to calm
him] Lewenden: Aahh!
I don't feel right. Something feels wrong. Ottway: Listen.
Listen. You're gonna die, that's what's happening. Lewenden: What? Ottway: It's
okay. [Lewenden starts
freaking out] Lewenden: No.
No. No. No. Wait. Wait. Wait. Hold on. Ottway: It's
okay. Lewenden: Hold
on! Hold on! Ottway: Look
at me. Sshh! Lewenden: Hold
on! Hold on! Hold on! No! Ottway: It's
okay. It's okay. It's okay. Look at me. Look at me. [Lewenden slowly stops
freaking out and looks at Ottway]
[Ottway tries to comfort
the dying Lewenden while the other survivors watch in silence] Ottway: Keep
looking at me. It's alright. It's alright. Look. Look at me. Keep
looking at me. It's alright. It'll slide over you. It'll start to feel
warm. Nice and warm. It'll move over you. It's alright.
[Lewenden is now quieter
was he looks at Ottway] Ottway: Let
your thoughts go. Hold the good things. Hold the good things, yeah? Who
do you love? Who do you love, Lew? Lewenden: My
girl, Rosie. Ottway: Is
she your daughter? Lewenden: Yes. Ottway: Let
her take it then. Let her take it. [Lewenden spasms with
pain] Ottway: It's
okay. It's okay. [Lewenden looks over at
Hendrick, who's sat next to him crying, Hendrick puts his hand over
Lewenden's hand as he tries to hold the blood coming out of his
abdomen, Lewenden then spasms and looks at Ottway as he slowly breaths
his last breath and dies] Flannery: Did
he just fucking die? He just fucking died, didn't he? Hendrick:
Oh, God! Talget: Did
you...? Hendrick: Yeah. Talget: Did
you feel him? Hendrick: Yeah. Talget: I
felt him go.
[Ottway takes a
headcount of the survivors, there's seven of them and then he starts
looking for a lighter] Ottway: We
need a fire. We should gather up anything that'll burn. Seats, luggage,
any wood we can find. Hernandez: What
are you doin'? Ottway: I
said we need a fire. It's about ten below and dropping. [he finds a lighter and
tires lighting up to make sure it works] Ottway: So
we don't die, we build up a fire, then we find food, then the day break
we figure out what way is south and we start walking. Nobody is going
to find us, not here. Flannery: Somebody
will find us. I mean, somebody will be fucking searching. Hernandez: They
gotta know that plane went off the radar. Flannery: Right! Ottway: If
they send fifty planes, maybe they'll find us. But they won't send
fifty planes, because it won't matter, because...we won't have time to
wait for the one or two that they will send. Diaz:
Wilburt doesn't give a fuck. Wilburt doesn't give a fuck. Nobody gives
a shit about us. You know how much payroll they just pocketed in this
crash? Ottway: If
we don't move and walk now, we're all fucked. Unless you wanna freeze
to death, cause that's the one thing that will come for you.
[as they all look for
anything that burns to build a fire] Talget: We
gotta do something with the bodies. Flannery: Fuck
the bodies! Fuck the bodies! Grab what burns, or you're gonna be a body! Burke:
Relax, Rapo. Relax. Flannery: You
fucking relax. Telling me to relax. Talget: They're
everywhere. [Flannery finds a book] Flannery: I
gotta a book! It's called we're all fucked! It's a best seller.
[after Ottway has been
bitten by a wolf] Ottway: Maybe
I'll turn into a wolfman now, huh? Flannery: Wait,
that shit's not real, right? You mean, you can't. Diaz: Ass-wipe,
what do you think? Really? Flannery: I
don't know, man. I mean like Rabies, or whatever. I didn't
think the motherfucker was gonna grow paws and teeth and shit.
think there's more of them? Ottway: Wolves?
Maybe. Yeah, most likely. But we shouldn't be worried about them right
now, we should be worried about finding food. They're probably only
passing through. Hernandez: Wait
a minute. Passing through as apposed to what? Ottway: Living
here, hunting here. Wolves have a territorial range of over three
hundred miles and a killer range of thirty. If we're close to their
den, and if we're within that radius, then they'll come after us. Hernandez: Well,
how can we tell if we're close? Ottway: We
can't. They might have just been feeding, there's bodies everywhere. I
threatened them, they attacked. Flannery: What
about the radius? I mean, if we're in that, what, they're gonna fight
us? I thought wolves were scared of people. Ottway: Not
if we're near their den. They're not scared of anything then.
kind of wolves are they? I mean, what do they call the ones that just
eat plants and shit? Ottway: Huh!
They don't call them wolves. Diaz: Herbivores,
that's what you mean. Ottway: That's
wishful thinking. Diaz: When
did you come king shit fucking animal expert all of a sudden? Ottway: They
paid me to kill those things, to keep them from killing you. So it
makes sense for me to know they're man eaters and they don't give a
shit about berries and shrubs. There's blood in the air, and there's
death. They know we're wounded, they can smell it. Hopefully they won't
fuck with us. We need to move these bodies out of here. And then we've
gotta find food.
[as they are burying the
bodies, Diaz notices one of the corpses has an expensive watch] Diaz: Ah,
check this fucking thing out. Hernandez: Jesus,
Diaz. Don't do that. Diaz: No,
man. I saw one of these once. It's got a beacon, you know? GPS. [takes the watch of the
dead body and find the GPS and activates it]
Holy shit! Holy shit, man! It works. It's beeping! This things can
reach out like forty thousand feet Hernandez: Yes,
I think that's great if that gives you hope. It's fucking heart warming. Diaz: Very
funny, bro. [Diaz then finds the
dead man's wallet and takes it off him] Diaz: Wow.
That nice, my friend. It's calfskin. It's very nice, not cheap. [Diaz finds money in the
wallet] Diaz: And
since you cocksuckers didn't give us a holiday bonus, I'm gonna accept
this on behalf of my homies. Ottway: Put
that back. Put it back! We're not looting dead bodies for swag. Diaz: You
got lucky today, Ottway. You should be lying there with them. Don't
push it! Ottway: I'm
not gonna say it again! Diaz: I'm a
fucking take a big step back! Ottway: I'm
gonna start beating the shit out of you in the next five seconds, and
you're gonna swallow a lot of blood for a fucking billfold! [Diaz throws the wallet
at Ottway and walks away]
[as they all sit round a
fire eating food taken from the plane wreckage] Flannery: There's
bunch of dead bodies all over, man. You wanna make sure you know where
that meat came from. You know, it's like that movie where they start
taking chunks of frozen ass out of that guy. Hernandez: The
plane crash, with that dude from training day? Flannery: Right.
It might be fucking funny as fuck. How would you like a dead ass on a
stick? And you thought like a severed dick was hot dog, right? That's
too fucking funny. Diaz: I
wish some of the other dudes would have lived. [they all start laughing]
[as they discover half a
dozen wolves have surrounded their camp at at night] Ottway: Everybody
be cool. Don't move. Diaz: Jesus
Christ! Ottway: Stare
right back them. Hendrick: Wait.
Wait. Wait. Why are they coming closer? Ah, fuck this shit! I'm getting
back in the plane. Hendrick: Hendrick,
God damn it! Don't move. Diaz: Look
at the size of that fucking thing. [eventually the wolves
stop making noises and move away from their camp] Ottway: We'll
take two hour shifts. I'll start. You guys get some sleep. Diaz: Yeah.
Like that shit's gonna happen.
[during his watch Ottway
slips into a dream of his wife; they both lie on a bed with white
sheets facing each other, she tells him] Ottway's Wife:
Don't be afraid.
[the day after the
crash, Ottway is the first to awaken and finds the remains of Hernandez
strewn across their camp and he awakens the others] Talget:
Jesus Christ! They ate him. Ottway: They
weren't eating him. They were killing him. [Diaz freaks out and
goes inside the fuselage] Hendrick: How
did we not hear them? How many did it take to do that? Ottway: We
could dig in, make some kind of a stand, not much cover though. Flannery: Woh!
Woh! What do you mean, a stand? Like fight those motherfucking giant
things? Are you out of your mind? Ottway: They'll
get bold, start to come in for us. Hendrick: Why
would they? I mean, we're not harming them. It's not for food! Ottway: We're
a threat. We don't belong here, that's it.
trees out there, if we can get to that tree line, they might back off.
If they see that we're leaving, they might. Diaz: Fuck
that! What they might do? Bullshit! [pointing to Hernandez
bloodied and torn corpse] Diaz: What
they might do?! Are you fucking kidding me? Ottway: Hey,
they pissed all over this place. They mean to tag it. We can't wait
them out, we'll starve. There's a lot of bad space between us and that
forest, but if we get there, then...we could better defend ourselves.
Less exposed, I don't know. Diaz: Yeah.
You don't know. And nobody nominated you shit, by the way. It's getting
to that point in the evening, girls. Talget: What
the fuck you talking about? Diaz, come on, man. You wouldn't last five
fucking minutes out here. [Diaz points to the
plane crash] Diaz: I
survived that. This ain't shit. I find a way through, with or without. Ottway: Fuck
it. I'm gonna take whatever I can carry and head into those trees. You
guys wanna join me, then strip everything.
should collect all the wallets for the families. Diaz: Wallets?
Did I hear wallets? Cause I carried a wallet. Ottway: Hendrick,
do you mind carrying them? Diaz: Yeah,
let's waste a little more time. Even though the weather's about to kick
our ass. You grab them wallets. Fucking idiots! [Diaz holds up a small
drink bottle taken from the plane wreckage] Diaz: To
Hernandez. [the others start taking
the wallets from the bodies] Ottway: Grab
as many as you can. Diaz: Grab,
as many as you can. Waste as much fuckin' time as you can. I'm gonna
stay here with my friend, Jack Daniels, and waste some time of my own. Flannery: Why
don't you just fucking help us, man? Huh? Diaz: Oh,
I'm helping you. I'm helping you. I'm warming up, man! You guys find
any rubbish, save 'em. I don't know how long I'm gonna be out here with
you fairies. Talget: Why
don't you shut the fuck up?! [Diaz laughs]
[as they all start
moving away from the plane wreckage
to get to the forest] Hendrick: Wait!
I feel like we should say something. I mean, all these bodies, all
these...all these people that died, it doesn't seem right to just walk
away. [the men come back
towards the plane wreckage] Hendrick: I
don't know any official prayers, so uh...I guess, uh... God, bless
these men. They were, some of them, our friends, and uh...we could be
lying here with them. So, thank you for sparing us and helping us. Oh,
and...keep that up, if you can.
[as they all set out
toward the treeline, Flannery falls way behind the group] Flannery: Don't
worry about me, motherfuckers! If any of you wanna run off into the
trees, that's cool too. [just then small pack of
wolves appears and takes down Flannery] Flannery: No!
No! No! Help me! Help me! [Ottway hears Flannery's
faint calls for help and looks behind him] Ottway: Oh,
fuck! Flannery! [everyone turns and runs
back to help Flannery but they're too late, the wolves kill Flannery]
[after they get to
Flannery's body, Ottway takes his wallet and gives it to Hendrick] Ottway: Do
you wanna say anything? [Hendrick is too much in
shock and upset to say anything as is everyone else] Ottway: Come
on. Let's keep moving. There's nothing else we can do for him.
[as it gets darker they
are still walking towards the treeline] Diaz: Those
trees aren't getting any fucking closer. Burke: We're
gonna be out here in the dark with those things. [referring to the trees] Diaz: We
have no idea if we're going towards them or away from it, do we? Talget: Why
didn't we just stay with the plane? Ottway: Oh,
come on. They would have surrounded us. Diaz: How
the fuck do we know if they're not doing that right now?! Fucking
genius. Ottway: We're
still better off in the trees. Diaz: [sarcastically]
Yeah, we're better off. [just as they getting
closer to the treeline the pack of wolves start getting close to their
heels, they run into the forest and hurriedly assemble a fire]
[in the forest the five
remaining survivors listen as dozens of wolves surround them and they
hear a loud shriek of pain and growling erupt from one direction] Diaz: What
the fuck was that? Ottway: The
Alpha. They went at him, he put it down. Whatever...whatever that
challenge was, the Alpha put it down Hendrick: How
are we gonna deal with this? Ottway: We
kill them. One at a time. Tip the numbers. That's what they're doing to
[referring to the longs
sticks that Ottway's brought] Diaz: What
the hell are these for? Ottway: I'll
explain. Fix them with electrical tape. Talget, you got some, yeah?
[Talget looks in his bag] Talget: In
here somewhere. [Ottway takes one of the
pieces of wood and demonstrates for them] Ottway: Shot
gun shell, spear tip. The tip has to drive into the primer and set off
the shell. Secure them with these sticks with the tape, simple. Jab
with them when then wolf gets close. Hit 'em hard, gotta get real
close. It'll work, it's like a bang stick. A ram should discharge it,
you pull it loose, you still got something sharp to create distance.
Unless you want to fist fight 'em. There you go. One shot a piece,
guys. Make 'em count. [he throws a stick at
each guy] Ottway: Blacken
the tips with in the fire, guys. Makes them harder, stronger. Diaz: Really,
boys? This is what's come down too, huh? This MacGyver bullshit? [no one answers Diaz as
they get on with their task of sharpening the ends of their sticks] Diaz: Okay.
Good. I appreciate a good laugh as much as the next guy.
[as they hear the wolves
makes noises around them in the forest] Hendrick: These
things, they see well at night? Burke: Jesus,
can we talk about something else, please. Diaz: Talget,
you're carrying all that booze. Let's break it out. Hendrick: I
recommend rationing what we have. Diaz: I
recommend you kissin' my ass. What, are you the booze police now? You
fucking guys, with your rules and orders and bullshit. Where are we?
Look around. This is fuck city, population five and dwindling. Two
days, three maybe, if we really pull our shit together. Who's in charge
of that right now? [he points to Ottway] Diaz: This
fucking guy? The great white hunter, with his jerry rigged fucking wolf
are you constantly breaking balls and bitching about everything? Diaz: Cause
I wanna live, motherfucker. Do you understand that? I don't want some
Timberwolf shittin' me out on this mountain. Ottway: You're
scared. Diaz: What? Ottway: You
don't need all that nonsense, all that chest puff bullshit. What's
wrong with being scared? Diaz: I'm
not scared. Ottway: You're
not? Diaz: No. Ottway: I'm
terrified. Diaz: I can
tell. Ottway: And
not an ounce of shame in saying it. I'm scared shitless. Diaz: That's
because you're a punk. I don't walk through this world with fear in my
heart. Ottway: You
pick that up in the pen? Somebody scribble that in the day room wall? Diaz: You
better take it easy, motherfucker. Ottway: Talking
tough means jackshit now. You're not scared? You're a fool. Worse,
you're a fucking liar.
should have checked your chin in the fuckin' plane. Get up! Come on!
Get up, you big Irish fuck. You wanna knuckle up? [he stands up holding
his knife up] Burke: Put
that fucking knife down. [Talget comes behind
Diaz and puts his hand on his shoulder] Talget: Come
on! Come on, we don't have time for this! [suddenly Diaz elbows
Talget hard in the face making him fall] Diaz: Get
the fuck off me! Burke: Put
that knife away! Diaz: Shut
up! Shut up. You chicken shits make me sick. [in pain as Talget's
face is all busted] Talget: Son
of a bitch! [Diaz turns to Ottway
again, holding his knife up] Diaz: You
got that kid, Flannery killed and you're not gonna get me killed. Put
your fucking hands up. Let me show you how this is done. Put your
fucking hands up! [suddenly with his foot
Ottway throws a piece of burning wood in Diaz's face and knocks him
down] Diaz: Ah!
You motherfucker! Ottway: Cut
this shit out! Do you hear me? [suddenly they hear the
Alpha wolf and they look behind them to find the Alpha wolf
only inches away from them]