Starring: Liam Neeson, Dallas Roberts, Frank Grillo, Dermot Mulroney, Nonso Anozie, Joe Anderson, Ben Bray, James Badge Dale, Anne Openshaw, Peter Girges, Jonathan Bitonti, James Bitonti, Ella Kosor, Jacob Blair, Lani Gelera, Larissa Stadnichuk

OUR RATING: ★★★★☆

Story:

Action survival drama directed and co-written by Joe Carnahan. The story follows a team of Alaskan oil workers who are flying home for a much-needed vacation. A brutal storm causes their plane to crash in the frozen wilderness, and only eight men survive, including sharpshooter John Ottway (Liam Neeson). As they trek southward toward civilization and safety, Ottway and the other survivors must battle mortal injuries, the icy elements, and a pack of hungry wolves.

 

Our Favorite Quotes:

‘Those parts of your life, whatever they might be, make you want that next minute more than the last. Make you fight for it.’ – Ottway (The Grey) Click To Tweet ‘Once more into the fray. Into the last good fight I'll ever know. Live and die on this day. Live and die on this day.’ – Ottway (The Grey) Click To Tweet

 

Best Quotes   (Total Quotes: 60)


 

[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.


 

[Ottway 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.


 

[Ottway 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 got to girl back in Anchorage?
Ottway: No.
Flannery: Oh, well. I got me a few.


 

Flannery: I’m 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 want to talk, I need some quite. So I’m just going to put head back, okay?
Flannery: Yeah, that’s cool. That’s cool.
[Flannery looking offended, stands up and finds a seat elsewhere]


 

[after bad 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 going to 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 doing?
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 got to 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 want to 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 got to do something with the bodies.
Flannery: Fuck the bodies! Fuck the bodies! Grab what burns, or you’re going to 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 got to 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 going to grow paws and teeth and shit.


 

Diaz: You 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 opposed 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 going to fight us? I thought wolves were scared of people.
Ottway: Not if we’re near their den. They’re not scared of anything then.


 

Flannery: What 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 got to 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]
Diaz: Yeah. 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 heartwarming.
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 going to 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 going to say it again!
Diaz: I’m a fucking take a big step back!
Ottway: I’m going to start beating the shit out of you in the next five seconds, and you’re going to 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 want to 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 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 going to 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.


 

Ottway: There’s 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 going to take whatever I can carry and head into those trees. You guys want to join me, then strip everything.


 

Ottway: We 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 fucking time as you can. I’m going to 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 them. I don’t know how long I’m going to 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 want to 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 want to 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 going to 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 that challenge was, the Alpha put it down
Hendrick: How are we going to deal with this?
Ottway: We kill them. One at a time. Tip the numbers. That’s what they’re doing to us.


 

[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 them hard, got to 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 them. There you go. One shot a piece, guys. Make them 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 kissing 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 sticks.


 

Talget: Why are you constantly breaking balls and bitching about everything?
Diaz: Cause I want to live, motherfucker. Do you understand that? I don’t want some Timberwolf shitting 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.


 

Diaz: I should have checked your chin in the fucking plane. Get up! Come on! Get up, you big Irish fuck. You want to 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 going to 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]


 

[the Alpha wolf enters their camp after Diaz and Ottway’s fight, everyone holds their ground and stares at the Alpha until finally the Alpha backs away into the shadows]
Diaz: What the fuck? What did it want?
Ottway: You.


 

[referring to Diaz hitting him when Talget was trying to pull him away from fighting with Ottway]
Talget: Diaz, please don’t do that shit to me again.
[Diaz, still in shock from the Alpha entering their camp, just walks over the fire and sits, Ottway offers him back his knife and Diaz looks up in surprise]
Ottway: No Mas.
Diaz: That was bullshit, I’m sorry. I’m sorry.
[at that same moment a wolf attacks Diaz, Ottway attacks the wolf with his make-shift stick and kills the wolf]


 

[after Ottway has killed the wolf that attacked Diaz, Diaz starts to repeatedly stab the dead wolf in anger]
Ottway: Diaz, I think you got him. Yeah!
[Ottway laughs and the others laugh with him, Diaz continues to stab the dead wolf]
Diaz: Oh! You Fuck!
Talget: I think I lost a nail. Ah!
Burke: Is that the big one? That big fucker?
Ottway: It’s not the Alpha. It’s an Omega, an outcast. They sent it in to test you, Diaz.


 

[referring to the wolf they’ve just killed as they hear the howling of the wolves in the forest]
Ottway: Let’s get a large branch, sharpen the end of it, shove it up this things ass. I’m going to cook this son of a bitch. And then we’re going to eat it.


 

[as they cook the Omega wolf; Diaz cuts off a piece of the wolf’s flesh]
Diaz: Hey, wolf? Not so tough now, huh wolf?
[every one laughs and Diaz offers the meat to the others]
Diaz: You want?
[they all refuse; Diaz jokes again]
Diaz: Is this the white meat or the dark meat?
Ottway: As black as his body.
Diaz: Yeah?
Ottway: And I know it tastes like shit, but guys, it might be the last meat we’ll get for a while.
Hendrick: It’s grisly too.
Ottway: It tastes like shit, I know.
Hendrick: Yeah.
Ottway: But eat it.
Hendrick: It tastes like dog shit.
Talget: Then I’m much more of a cat person really.
[they all laugh, but Burke begins to cough]
Ottway: Burke?
Burke: Yeah?
Ottway: Are you alright?
Burke: My head’s a little off. I’m…
Ottway: Sit down, sit down.
Burke: I feel a little dizzy.


 

[as they are eating the Omega wolf, the other wolves in the forest start howling again]
Diaz: You think they’re watching us?
Ottway: Oh, yeah. They’re watching us. You’ll fuck with us, we’ll fuck with you.
[the wolves continue to howl and Diaz shouts out]
Diaz: You hear that? You’re not the animals! We’re the animals!
[the wolves stop howling and Diaz takes his knife and starts cutting the head of the omega wolf]
Diaz: Come here, you fucker. Come here, you puppy. Huh? Oh, yeah!
Talget: You’re a twisted fuck.
Burke: You’re wrong for that. That is wrong.
[Diaz whispers to himself as he’s cutting the wolf’s head]
Diaz: I’m not crazy. I’m not fucking crazy. You fuck!
[to the others as Diaz is still trying cut the wolf’s head off]
Talget: That’s fucked up. I mean, that’s fucked up.
[Diaz continues cutting the wolf’s head and talks to the wolf at the same time]
Diaz: You try to steal my fucking life. Come on, you fuck!
[as he’s cutting we hear his knife crack through the wolf’s neck]
Talget: You hear the bones cracking, Diaz. Come on, that’s enough.
Diaz: Fucking mutt!
Ottway: Let him have this.


 

[to the others as he cuts off the omega wolf’s head]
Diaz: Say goodbye, boys.
[he takes the severed wolf head and throws it into the trees and shouts]
Diaz: Take it back, motherfucker!
[suddenly the wolves in the forest start howling again, they stop as the Alpha wolf makes a frightening growling noise after which the wolves start howling again]
Ottway: We should keep moving.


 

[as they walk further into the forest with torches in hand]
Talget: The Goddamn things are calling us out.
Diaz: What the hell are you talking about, Talget?
Talget: Wolves are the only animal that will seek revenge.
Ottway: Hey, I don’t want to hear anymore about fucking wolves or you’re going to start seeing them everywhere.
[Burke is coughing heavily in the background as they walk]
Ottway: Burke, how are you doing?
Burke: I can’t breathe. I can’t keep going.
Hendrick: Ottway, we can’t keep going.
Ottway: We can’t stop. Those things will be all over us. We got to keep going.
Diaz: Ottway, Burke is hurting here, man.
[Ottway stops and looks around]
Ottway: This’ll work.
Diaz: It’s a dead end.
Ottway: They can’t get in behind us. They’ll have to hit us from out front. Let’s build a fire.


 

[referring to the GPS on the watch that Diaz had taken from one of the dead bodies earlier]
Hendrick: That thing still working?
Diaz: Up to forty thousand feet. This shit has to save somebody at some point, right?
Talget: I keep sitting here thinking, even with all this stuff going on, that we hit the ground at four hundred miles an hour, and we made it. Why would we go through something like that, that crash, if it wasn’t meant to be? Or ordained?
Diaz: By who? The almighty? That fucking fairy tale? How’s about good old fashioned blind luck? Flannery survived that crash, so did Hernandez. It don’t matter, if they don’t give a fuck. Dead is dead. Where do you think those boys are now? Up in heaven? Getting fit for wings? No. I’ll tell you where they are. They’re not, that’s where. They’re nowhere. They’re gone.
Talget: Well, I don’t believe it.
Ottway: I do. I wish I didn’t. I really wish I could believe in that stuff. This is real. The cold.
[he breaths out]
Ottway: That’s real, the air in my lungs. Those bastards, out there in the dark, stalking us. It’s this world that I’m worried about, Talget, not the next.
Talget: What about your faith?
Ottway: What about it?
Talget: It’s important.


 

[after Burke awakens and speaks of a young girl, before going back to sleep again]
Diaz: He’s seeing things?
Hendrick: He’s hallucinating, it’s hypoxia. Not enough oxygen is getting to his brain.
Diaz: Hypoxia. Why don’t the rest of us have it?
Hendrick: Uh, it depends on the person. Some people can’t handle the altitude.
[referring to the name of the girl Burke had mentioned when had woken up]
Talget: Who’s Emma?
Hendrick: She was his sister. She died when he was a kid.
Talget: My daughter, Mary, she’s got really long hair, almost down to her waist. In fact it’s the one rule, my fucking ex respects, which is that I’m the only one who cuts her hair. She does this thing, she’ll come and hover over me, I’ll just be dead asleep, and she’ll start swinging her head back and forth, tickling me with her, with her hair all in my face and she’ll be laughing like crazy. Just, it’s a certain type of laugh, you know, when a kid goes past laughing to laughing like a…
[he does an imitation of a cackle]
Talget: Like they can’t really breath. Sound more like an old man than a kid. I miss the hell out of that kid. Yeah.
Ottway: You should. You know that? Those parts of your life, whatever they might be, make you want that next minute more than the last. Make you fight for it.


 

[as they sit around the fire, everyone is quite for moment before Diaz breaks the silence]
Diaz: I just want to fuck one more time.
[everyone laughs]
Talget: You ruined my story. Motherfucker.
Diaz: No, man.
Talget: I’m telling a…
Diaz: No, man.
Talget: I’m telling a nice little sweet story about my daughter.
Diaz: I don’t mean to wreck your shit, bro. I don’t, I don’t. I just can’t go out on that last piece of horrible ass that I had. You know what I’m saying? Fifty three year old hooker, half Eskimo.
Talget: You shouldn’t talk about that.
Diaz: She was two fifty, two sixty. No shit! The bitch gave me the clap like it was gift wrapped.
[everyone laughs again]
Talget: That ain’t right.
Diaz: No, I just didn’t think that I would, I would punch out and that would be my fucking swan song, right? Wow! That alone is worth a fight. That’s worth a fight.


 

[as they continue to sit through the night round their fire, Ottway shares little about his past]
Ottway: My, uh, my dad was not without love. But a clichéd Irish motherfucker when he wanted to be. Drinker, brawler, all that stuff. Never shed a tear, it’s a weakness everywhere. But he had this thing for poems, poetry. Reading them, quoting them, probably thought it rounded him off, you know? His way of apologizing I guess. And there was one that hung over the desk in his den. It was only when I was a lot older I realized he’d written it. It was untitled, four lines. I read it at his funeral.
[as Ottway remembers his father we see flashbacks of him as a child with his father, he then recites his father’s poem]
Ottway: Once more into the fray. Into the last good fight I’ll ever know. Live and die on this day. Live and die on this day.


 

[as they hear thunder echoes from the distance]
Ottway: Storm clouds.
Talget: Blizzard?
Ottway: A good bet.
Diaz: At least on our luck. It’s our fucking luck.
Ottway: Let’s bundle Burke up and dig in against these trees, snow’s deep enough. I’m worried if we lose this fire, we’ll all freeze.
[the next morning everyone huddles together as the blizzard pounds them, Ottway shouts at Burke to wake him up, but Burke shows no signs of life, having died in his sleep]


 

[after the blizzard ends the group hears a river nearby, which sits a hundred feet below the sheer cliff upon which they are standing]
Diaz: You got to be shitting me!
Ottway: The river must be a good size if we can hear it all the way up here.
Hendrick: At least if we’re following a river, we got a better chance of finding shelter.
[as they look down the edge of the cliff]
Diaz: Who’s climbing down that?
Talget: I can’t. There’s no way I can do that.
Ottway: Well, we can’t go back. There’s no way we can go back. Those trees though.
Diaz: What trees?
Ottway: Them out there. We got a tether of some kind, secure it between here and there. We can climb down. Guys, it’s simple. It’s the wolves or those trees.
Hendrick: You’re not talking about jumping off the cliff?
Ottway: It’s an idea, I didn’t say it was a good one.
Hendrick: He’s talking about jumping off the cliff.


 

[as Hendrick is getting ready to jump off the cliff towards the trees across the cliff]
Talget: This will wind up being one of those wild stories you tell at a party, pretty girl on your lap.
Ottway: Alright, are you ready?
Hendrick: Yeah, why not.
Ottway: Go get a good running start, get it grappled. Now you’ll free fall about thirty feet, but it’s going to feel like thirty thousand.
Hendrick: Is this supposed to pass for a pep talk?
[referring to the makeshift rope]
Ottway: When we feel this go taut, we’ll take up the slack to stop you from hitting too hard. When you get in there.
Hendrick: I’ll figure it out.
Diaz: If you got to go, this is a pretty cool way to go, bro. Better a flying leap than those fucking wolves, right?
[Hendrick prays to himself and whispers]
Hendrick: I hope there’s something down there.
[he starts running towards the edge of the cliff]
Hendrick: Fuck!
[as Hendrick jumps off the cliff Diaz notices the makeshift rope comes apart, he plunges and grabs hold of it just before it goes off the edge of the cliff, struggling to hold it]


 

[as Ottway and Talget help Diaz hold Hendrick’s rope from the edge of the cliff, Ottway shouts]
Ottway: Hendrick! Hendrick, you in there?
[they feel the rope move before hearing Hendrick reply]
Hendrick: Yeah! I’m alright!


 

[after Hendrick has secured the makeshift rope in the trees across the cliff]
Ottway: Anyone with the nerves to go first? Talget? Diaz?
Diaz: I’ll go.
Ottway: Don’t stay out there too long.
[Diaz shouts towards Hendrick in the trees across the cliff]
Diaz: Hendrick! Make sure that thing is secure!
[Hendrick shouts back]
Hendrick: It’s secure, but I don’t know how long it’s going to last! Don’t spend a lot of time out there!
[as Diaz crosses first, Ottway turns to Talget who’s looking nervous]
Ottway: You alright?
Talget: Yeah. You go.
Ottway: What about your hand?
Talget: I’m alright. Go ahead. Just hall me in if anything goes wrong.
Ottway: Yeah.
Talget: Just fucking hate heights, man. Flips me out.
Ottway: Well then you go, I’ll stay and watch the rope.
Talget: No. I’m good. You cross, seriously. Give me a minute to get my head around it.


 

[after Ottway makes it to the other side, he calls out to Talget]
Ottway: Talget! You ready?
[Talget makes his way across the makeshift rope, but halfway through he makes the mistake of looking down at which point his glasses fall off his face]
Diaz: Talget, stop fucking around! Move your ass!
[as Talget tries to move further along his leg gets caught in the rope causing it to snag and break making Talget swing across the river, before slamming into a tree and falling to the ground below]


 

[as Talget lies severely injured on the ground he imagines his young daughter is with him]
Talget: Hey, baby girl. Hey, baby girl.
[he sees his daughter with her long hair standing above him; her hair dances across his face]
Talget’s Little Girl: I love you, daddy.
[suddenly a pack of wolves devours him and drags him back into the woods]


 

[after Talget’s body is taken by the pack of wolves, the others frantically descend the tree in an attempt to save Talget, but Diaz falls to the ground as a branch breaks]
Diaz: Talget! They took him! Talget! They fucking took him! They took him!
[Diaz grabs his knee in pain]
Diaz: My knee! My fucking knee!
[Ottway sees Talget’s wallet on the ground and takes it]
Diaz: They’re going to pick us off, one by one. I’m fucked. I’m fucked. Ah! My knee!
Ottway: Let’s get you up.
Diaz: I can’t!
Ottway: Let’s get you up.
Diaz: Motherfucking things.
[Ottway and Hendrick help Diaz stand]
Diaz: They’re not going to let us go, are they?
[they hear the wolves howling in the distance; Ottway whispers to himself]
Ottway: What do you do?


 

[the three remaining survivors walk along the river, Diaz walking behind the group due to the injury to his leg suddenly stops and the other two turn back to check on him]
Diaz: Forget it. Whatever I had in the tank I used back there. I’m beat. I just want to sit. I just want to stop this bullshit. My fucking leg. My ankle’s fucked.
[Diaz turns takes off his backpack and sits]
Ottway: Diaz, don’t sit down. Don’t sit down.
Diaz: I know. I know. I don’t want to argue. I just want to rest.
[he looks out at the river]
Diaz: I just had the clearest thought. I’m done. I’m done.
Hendrick: Come on, man. Up. There could be a cabin down river, right there.
Diaz: That’s a mile up at least, brother. I can’t walk that, man. I can’t walk fifty feet. Fuck it. Fuck it. I gave it a shot.
[he takes his wallet from his back pocket and throws it to Hendrick]
Hendrick: What the fuck, man? Are you serious?
[referring to the GPS watch he’d taken from one of the dead bodies at the plane wreckage]
Diaz: I really thought this fucking watch would work.
[he laughs to himself]


 

Diaz: Does it slide over you? You told Lewenden back in the plane that it slides over you. Death, that it was warm. Is that true?
Ottway: Yeah.
[to Ottway]
Hendrick: We carry him. We put a litter together, slide him down the banks.
Diaz: I’m not going anywhere, Hendrick. I don’t want to. I don’t need to.
Hendrick: What the fuck is wrong with you? Is that it? You’re just going to sit there? Is that what you want?
Diaz: Yeah.
Hendrick: After what we survived?
Diaz: That’s exactly why. What do I got waiting for me back there? going to sit on a drill all day, get drunk all night. That’s my life. Turn around and look at that.
[pointing to the mountains behind Hendrick]
Diaz: I feel like that’s all for me. How do I beat that? When would it ever be better? I can’t explain it. I don’t have the words, brother.
[he starts crying]


 

[knowing these are his last moment alive, Diaz decides to exchange first names]
Diaz: My first name is John.
[he holds out his hand which Hendrick takes and shakes]
Hendrick: My first name is Pete.
Diaz: Pete. You look like a Pete.
[Ottway comes towards Diaz and shakes his hand]
Ottway: John Ottway.
[they both laugh]
Diaz: Of course that’s your name. Thank you, John. Thank you.
[he gives Ottway the GPS watch he’d been carrying]
Diaz: Luck.
[Ottway and Hendrick walk off leaving Diaz sitting against a log looking at the mountains; but soon he hears the wolves moving behind him]
Diaz: I’m not afraid.


 

[after leaving Diaz, Hendrick and Ottway make their way along the river bank]
Hendrick: Can I ask you something?
Ottway: Yeah.
Hendrick: Where were you going that night? That last night in camp, at the bar?
[we see flashback to that night as Hendrick watches Ottway leave the bar]
Hendrick: You had your rifle, you went out.
Ottway: My shift.
Hendrick: No. You worked that morning, I remember.
Ottway: I went out, yeah.
Hendrick: With your rifle.
Ottway: Did you follow me?
Hendrick: No, but I never thought I’d see you alive again. Back there with Diaz, that look he had. I’ve only seen it one other time, on you, that last night in camp.
Ottway: It really doesn’t matter now, does it?
Hendrick: No, I don’t suppose it does.
[as they turn to leave suddenly two wolves burst out of the treeline and start chasing them]


 

[as the two wolves chase Ottway and Hendrick, Hendrick slips into the river nearby and is pulled under by the current making his legs get lodged in a pile of rocks]
Ottway: Hendrick! Hold on!
[Ottway tries to help Hendrick pull free from the rock]
Ottway: Hang on!
[Hendrick struggles under the water]
Ottway: What the fuck are you doing?! Look at me!
[as Hendrick is drowning Ottway attempts to breathe air into Hendrick’s lungs]
Ottway: Hold your breath! Hold your breath!
[Ottway breathes air into Hendrick’s lungs again but Hendrick continues to struggles]
Ottway: Goddammit, hold your breath!
[Hendrick continues to struggle and eventually drowns]
Ottway: Jesus, please don’t do this!


 

[after Hendrick dies, Ottway pulls himself out of the river, lies down and looks up at the sky, pleading with God]
Ottway: Do something. Do something. You phony prick. Fraudulent motherfucker.
[Ottway gets angry and shouts]
Ottway: Do something! Come on! Prove it! Fuck faith! Earn it! Show me something real! I need it now, not later! Now! Show me and I’ll believe in you until the day I die! I swear. I’m calling on you! I’m calling on you!
[he waits for an answer but soon realizes there’s going to be no help from God]
Ottway: Fuck it. I’ll do it myself. I’ll do it myself.


 

[Ottway treks deep into the forest, feeling defeated he drops to his knees and draws out all the wallets from Hendrick’s backpack, one by one he opens the wallets and looks at the pictures of the men and their families before staking them in a pile, suddenly he hears a rustling around him and the wolves appear one by one surrounding him]
Ottway: A den. It’s a fucking den.


 

[as the Alpha moves closer, Ottway takes the letter he’d written to his wife, puts it in his own wallet and looks at a picture of his wife, he daydreams of her again as the two lay in the same bed with white sheets]
Ottway’s Wife: Don’t be afraid.
[the camera moves behind them and we see an IV dripping, Ottway kisses his wife’s photo and places his wallet on the stack of wallets]


 

[last lines; as the Alpha challenges Ottway, he reaches into his backpack grabs three small bottles of booze and tapes them between his fingers and shatters the bottles creating broken glass-knuckles, he then takes his knife and tapes it into the palm of his other hand, he faces the Alpha and recites his father’s poem]
Ottway: Once more into the fray. Into the last good fight I’ll ever know. Live and die on this day. Live and die on this day.
[the Alpha growls, Ottway looks at him, as the two run towards each other the screen goes dark]


 

[after the credits; we see the Alpha lying on its side, struggling to breath, Ottway’s fate is unknown]


Total Quotes: 60

 




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