1 HELICOPTER WHIRRS MAN ON RADIO: Rescue 3. Jessie, do you see him yet? Patience, my love. Patience. Wait a minute, I think I have him sighted. Frank, what's the word? The word is we got him. Over there. Rescue 3, this is Rescue Centre. Over. JESSIE: This is 3. Go ahead. We're getting general clearance in the south-eastern region of the park. You'll have sufficient cloud base to get into the Tower. But be advised you'll still encounter strong winds and turbulence. We advise against a winch rescue. Over. I'll proceed with wire cross from opposite Tower. 3 out. Centre out. MAJESTIC MUSIC Gabe, Hal's signalling he's OK. Gabe. Gabe, where are you? I'm just hanging out, Jess. Oh, my God. I don't recognise the face, but the butt's vaguely familiar. Hey, be careful, or you'll embarrass old Frank. It'd take a heap more than that, rock jock. Yah. Gabe, they're below the top of the Tower. They're on the ledge just above you. Another few feet. Glad you could join us. Yeah, sure. Hi, Sarah. Hi, Gabe. So...how's the knee? I think it's out. No big deal. Yeah, I remember you twisted it getting out of that hot tub. I thought it was a 'Nam war wound. Really? GABE: Rescue 3. I've located a stranded climber. Jessie, please send down a transport line. WINCH WHIRRS So, tell me - how do you feel? Fine, considering. What do you say we take off... and leave this clown behind? Huh? Don't tempt me. Rescue 3. Please be advised Ranger Walker's making advances toward my girlfriend and could get his ass kicked off this mountain. Gabe makes advances to me only or he'll be climbing down 4,000 feet and sleeping outside. Baby, he lies. (Gabe laughs) Is it really 4,000? Yeah, it's about. Hey - remember, whatever this guy says about me, don't believe it, OK? Thanks. OK...come on over. MAJESTIC MUSIC I know you're nervous, but we've done this 100 times, OK? Mm-hm. Hmm? OK? (Cackles) Arms and legs inside the vehicle at all times. (Shouts) (Screams) That's great, Hal. It really inspires confidence. (Grunts) Whoo! So, how did he talk you into climbing the Tower? Said it was better than sex. Really. Hmm. Ready for the park's best ride? Give me a second. I'll let you know. (Groans) You look like Hal. He made it! Course he did. Really, there's nothing to it. OK. I can do this. Sure you can. I'm sorry for all the trouble. Don't worry about it. Thanks. Did you see that? Yeah. We're still on for dinner? Of course. OK. OK, you're ready now. OK. (Fastens equipment) That's it. Now sit right down into it. Come on, the wind's picking up. Just keep your eyes on me. Don't look... Sarah. Sarah, look... Sarah, look at me. Right. Just start to pull. (Grunts) One hand after another, that's it. You're doing great. Really, great. Keep going. Just keep looking at me. Sarah, that's great! You look like a pro! Keep going. That's it - nice and easy. Hal, we'll be out of a job! All right, a little more, Sarah. That's it. That's it. One, two. (Screams) Sarah? Oh, God. SARAH! Gabe! GABE!! No! Sarah! Sarah, hold on! Sarah! GABE! Help, please, I'm going to fall. No, you're not. You're going to be OK. Can you reach the main line? No, I can't. I'm slipping! Gabe, can you keep the line steady? That clip's not going to hold! Please help me! Gabe, you have to go after her. No! Gabe, no! I'm coming out to get you. NO! It's not rigged for two. I'll sit on my harness. There's no time. I'm going. Gabe... Shit! NO! (Sarah screams) Sarah, I'm coming. I can't hold. I'm slipping! Hold on just a bit longer. I'm coming. GABE! Please hurry, I can't hold on. Sarah, don't look down. Keep looking at me. That's it. Hold it. I'm trying. CLIP SQUEAKS It's breaking. She's losing it. Sarah! He'll have you in a second, baby. Nooooooooo! Hurry, Gabe. You're almost there, Gabe - keep going. I'm here, Sarah. (Gasps) STRAINING SOUND (Screams) Gabe! (Sobs) I don't want to die. Sarah, reach up and grab him! Reach up! Sarah, reach up! Come on, honey. Use your other hand. Reach up. Reach up now. Gabe! Reach up. (Screams) (Grunts) Hold on. I got you. I got you. I can't hold on! You'll be right. You're not going to die. (Grunts) Don't you lose her, Gabe. Reach up. (Groans) Gabe, I'm slipping! I'm slipping! (Screams) You can do it, Sarah. Hold her, Gabe. Please don't let me fall. Please, I don't want to die. You won't. I'm slipping! Sarah, I got you. Just reach up! (Gabe gasps) I can't! I'm trying! You can do it. Just reach up. Hal! Hal! I'm slipping! Gabe, don't you lose her! Don't let her go! Don't let me fall. (Inhales deeply) (Grunts) I'm slipping! (Screams) Sarah, please... No! I'm slipping. Gabe, don't let me fall! (Screams) NO! I'm falling. GABE! (Screams) Help! (Screams wildly) SARAH! GAAAAAAAAAAAABE! NO! Sarah, no! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagh! SCREAM ECHOES (Gasps) Jesus Christ. (Sobs) SOMBRE MUSIC WOMAN ON RADIO: Treasury Agent McLamarr, please contact DAU. MAN: Lock 'em up. Mr Travers, we're ready to go in 10 minutes. Very good. DEVICE BEEPS Mr Travers. Thank you. Hey, Rich. This is Agent Matheson, FBI. Richard Travers. Matheson has been transferred from Denver to Frisco. As a courtesy between offices, I was asked if he could hitch a ride. We've plenty of room. Glad to accommodate you. Appreciate it. You're the boss. Let's head out. Have you been totally briefed? I don't know about totally. Who the hell ever is? Most protected shipment we've got. These bills aren't even in circulation. $1,000 bills are only used for international banking exchange. Do you always transport by air? Armoured cars can be hijacked, trains derailed, but nobody can touch us in flight. Haven't lost any yet. Don't jinx me. I swear - Treasury agents are the most superstitious people in the entire Federal Government. We should be. Everybody wants what we have. VEHICLE APPROACHES LOUD ROCK MUSIC Gabe! Hey, man - Gabe! It's Gabe! He's back! Hey, Gabe! Come on, man. Let's go. HORN HONKS Hey, Gabe! Gabe! Gabe! ROCK MUSIC CONTINUES How you doing, Gabe? Dude, turn that down! You guys. How you doing, Brett? Evan? Hey, man, did you fall off the planet? I've been working up in Denver. Work?! Yeah. Don't say that word. Man, I hate work. Even when somebody else does it. We're flying off the Tower today. You should come on with us. Yeah, today's going to be the day. Killer jump. No, thanks. Can't. Don't tell me that job in Denver made you scared of heights. No. You better watch out 'cause some bad weather's coming in, OK? We like it extreme. Hey, man. See you later, Gabe. Good to have you back. Good to see you. Peace! BIRD SQUAWKS How you doing, Jess? Hello, Gabriel. Got yourself a new horse? Where have you been? Just working. After the funeral, I just had to leave. "HAD to leave"? Believe me, a lot of us wanted to leave. But you know what? We stayed. Jess... A lot of things fell apart on that ledge. I know. I don't think you know how much. Why not believe you did everything you could? Did I? I don't know. Maybe I shouldn't have gone out on that line. Maybe I panicked. I don't know. I was there. Remember? You were the only one who didn't panic. So do us a favour. Quit hoarding all the guilt. You held on as long as you could. What was Hal doing on the Tower with a girl who could barely climb? I can't blame Hal for anything. It was me. All me. Give it up, Gabe. Let me tell you - it doesn't get any better. "Doesn't get any better"? Mm-hm. I really don't think you understand. What?! I don't think you understand. I don't understand? I think I'm the only one that understands! Believe me, there were times I didn't know what I wanted more - hate you...or love you. But one thing I did know and still do know is that I understand you. Yeah. Did you come back to stay? You didn't. I can't. I can't. Not here. Jessie, I came back for you. And if you like, I want you to come with me. You come back after being gone almost a year and expect me to just leave? This is our home. Now it's my home. And I can't just pick up and go for all the wrong reasons. Jessie... I'd better pick up the rest of my stuff. You know where everything is. I'm late for work. (Whimpers) Hey there, boy. ENGINES SCREAM MAN ON RADIO: Roger, Five Lima - scattered broken clouds 20,000 feet with a severe storm advisory... Check the storm scope. Uh-huh. Travers says you're being transferred. Yeah. Moving up in the world. Hmm. RADIO PLAYS (Sighs deeply) Hey, Jessie. You're just in time for another masterpiece. Hiya, Jess. I think old Frank nailed it with that stroke. What do you think? I don't know. What do you see? Surprise me. What usually eats a banana? A...monkey. This is a picture of a banana eating a monkey. Nature in reverse. (Hal chuckles) Where? Right here. (Laughs) Frank, you look like a normal guy. But he's not. Are you, Frankie? Hey, I'm an artist. 1 JET ENGINES HUM SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC We're being tracked. Jet Star, three o'clock. Travers! Stay put. Don't anyone jump to conclusions. He's coming in too slow. We're going too fast, we're too high. Drop to 15,000 feet. You've got it. We're losing altitude, we're slowing down! Get your weapons! Don't do it. I have jurisdiction on this jet. Now I have jurisdiction. I said get your weapons! These are highly trained agents, Mr Matheson. I think you're overreacting. Just calm down and give me the gun. You're out of control. Why are you waiting? Don't you see he's hijacking the shipment? DRAMATIC CRESCENDO HANDCUFFS CLINK Agh! FAST, DRAMATIC MUSIC Move into position. ENGLISHMAN: Look alive, Kristel. Transfer 10 seconds and counting. November 12905 Lima this is Jet Star 680 Tango Tango. Is frequency secure? Over. Roger, Tango Tango. This is Fire Flamer. Go ahead. We have visual contact. What's your heading speed and level? Over. We're heading 080 and doing 250 knots level at flight level 2109 - over. Five Lima, we're opening up. Rise and shine, gentlemen. Let's make history. KRISTEL: Roger, Five Lima. We'll begin closing. Bring your speed back to 150, commence descent to flight level 140, and turn right onto 260 - over. We're level. Flight level 140 and steady. 260 degrees. The weather ahead looks a bit threatening. Roger. Travers, report your position. Ready to disengage tailcone. Stand by. (Grunts) DRAMATIC MUSIC KRISTEL: Tailcone's clear. Roger. AIR HISSES WIND RUSHES (English accent) Phase One complete. TRAVERS: Tango Tango, prepare to receive cable. Tango Tango standing by. What's the turbulence back there? All over the place. She's got the response of a 747 at this speed. Sounds like fun. We're streaming the drogue down. See you soon. Welcoming party's ready. Good luck. We'll pick up the drogue now. Tango Tango out. DRAMATIC MUSIC CONTINUES We've got it. Stand by, Kristel. Standing by. We're locked on. Into the transfer position. Check. Moving into transfer position. We're closing to 140 feet. We're closing. We'll report when in position. We're too close to the storm. Don't lose your nerve. They'll find a plane that went down in a storm. Hurry up, Travers. On my way. The cases are hooked up and ready. The charge goes off in five minutes. Stick to the plan and you're rich. Got it. Tango Tango in position. What's taking so long? Patience. SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC Tango Tango, dip the plane. I'm coming over. Will do, Five Lima. Tango Tango standing by at flight level 140 and steady at 260 degrees. (Huffs deeply) Five Lima, I'm outta here. Roger. DRAMATIC MUSIC ENGLISHMAN: What the hell is he doing? Five Lima, where are the cases? (Travers gasps) Kristel, we've got him. Roger. Why didn't the money come first? I didn't think you'd wait for me if I sent it first. SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC WATCH CRUNCHES TIMER CONTINUES BEEPING We're approaching the storm. I can't hold this course much longer. 90 seconds. What's keeping him? Move your ass up there. I'm at the cases. Stand by. Tango Tango standing by. GUN CLICKS We've lost the pilot! Who did you leave up there?! No-one. Get underneath the jet. The cases will slide over. Just get those cases. He's hurt. What should we do? Get him to a hospital...fast. MASK HISSES We're not levelling out. One zero seconds. I've lost hydraulics. CO-PILOT: Air one speed fine. TIMER BEEPS CABLE WHIPS The cable's blown free. Don't unhook it. The cases are there. Don't lose the money, goddammit! Hold it. Pull the cable! CO-PILOT: Bypass switch one. Check. Bypass switch two. Check. Nothing! No indication. Switch to manual. Hold the plane steady! Switch to manual. Hold the plane steady! Pull! Come on! How's number one engine? Oil pressure falling. Come on! Don't lose the money! They're coming. Oh, goddammit! Shit. We've lost them. Damn it! Shit! Release the cable. Oh, shit. Close it up. So this is your idea of a foolproof plan? You stupid bastard. Kristel, what's the report? The hydraulics aren't functioning. He shot out the hydraulics. MAN: Fire warning light. I'm losing altitude. We're going to go down. Dump fuel. Pick your way through the peaks. Close fuel valves and shut off fuel pumps. Don't buckle up. You may not want to survive this. Flaps to 25 degrees before we lose all power. Flaps 25 degrees. Reduce power 60%. Shut down all generators and inverters. Pull flaps. You may have to hand crank them. JET ENGINE WHINES You want the gear down? Leave the gear up. Shut down all power. Check. Give me a hand with the controls. (Men cry out) GLASS SHATTERS ENGINE WHINES Wow! Did you catch that thunder? That was too loud for thunder. Let's rock 'n' roll! BOTH: One...two...THREE! (Both scream in exhilaration) I'm free! Radical, man! Man, look at me! SHUFFLING SOUNDS Mike? Mike? Shit. (Breathes heavily) (Grunts) You thought of everything, didn't you? Everything except what's happening now. Kill the pig. Your plan almost killed us. Kill the pig, my ass. We're partners in this. We're partners in this. Were. Give me the tracking monitor. What will you do with it? Don't make him ask twice. Give it to him! You want it? Take it. It's only got 50,000 code variations. I'll break your neck in a minute. Go ahead. Break my neck. Sit down. In case you slept through the landing, you're going to need money to get out of this country. You know it and I know it. How do we get off the mountain anyway? Kristel! I think we found a frequency. Somebody help! Please! Is there somebody there? Somebody please help! Rocky Mountain Rescue - come in. Rocky Mountain Rescue - come in. Oh, thank God! Ah...we're stranded. We were hiking and lost our bearings. The weather changed faster than we expected. OK. Just take it easy. How many people in your party? Five people. I don't know where we are. I...I see only a cylinder-type rock formation. Over. It's got to be Cone Bluff. Winds are too strong to get a chopper. Try to stay calm. We're on our way. Please hurry. Billy's going into shock. Please, we need insulin. Please, hurry! "We need insulin." Would you have thought of that? (Sighs) Thank God you didn't leave. Why? We got an emergency. Five climbers stranded off Cone Bluff. Hal's gone up alone. Well, Hal's a good climber. What? What's that supposed to mean? It means he can handle it himself. He gets sucked in by the weather, they'll never make it down. Gabe, he needs someone who has emergency medical training and knows those peaks. I know I'm the last one he wants help from. Our problems are not the issue. Those people are. What if he can't do it alone? Look, Jessie - I haven't climbed in months. You just lose the feel. Maybe you mean the nerve. (Sighs) I didn't mean that. It's OK. Gabe, I know you don't want responsibility for anybody's life, but I'm talking about somebody that was your best friend. Please, Gabe. He took the west ridge. If you take the north face you'll beat him! What has happened to you? Don't you feel anything? Feel anything? Jessie, I came back for you. I'm not talking about me. I'm talking about YOU. Go ahead - leave. If you don't do this you'll be stuck on that ledge for ever. 1 Where the hell is that goddamn plane? Looks like she went down in the storm. That storm front is still building so even if we sent a search plane, they wouldn't see anything. What about roads? There aren't any roads. WOMAN: Mr Wright? Mr Wright, these two FBI agents are insisting on seeing you. I'm Agent Hayes. He's Agent Michaels. If you're concerned about your agent, I've nothing to tell you. Matheson wasn't along for the ride. He was working surveillance. Surveillance? Of what? The Bureau's been getting sketchy reports that Treasury jets were monitored between Denver and San Francisco. We didn't tell you because it might've been an inside job. That's impossible. You're suggesting a hijacking? Hell, no! Not only was my best men on that flight, but each of those cases were monitored. And the money is in unexchangeable denominations! It'd be useless for anybody to try to steal it. Except for this man. Who the hell's this? Name is Eric Qualen. We've been tracking him for some time. He's a former member of Military Intelligence who's found it more profitable on the other side. Industrial espionage. Hijacking diamonds from South Africa. Theft and disposal of millions of negotiable bearer bonds. You name it. He has the international connections to move this currency. $100 million offers one hell of a temptation to this psychotic. Jesus Christ. What the hell you doing up here? I was talking to Jessie. She filled me in. Did she? Well, now let me fill you in. As far as I'm concerned you can take your ass down back to that hole you've been hiding in. Once we get these people down, I'm gone, Hal. No. You're out of here now. Why did you come up - to prove something? I know how you feel about me. You don't know anything! You did it your way...and she died. I did what I thought was right. You were wrong! Your weight on the line did it. There wasn't time for anything else, Hal! Well, I guess we'll never know. It was bad for everybody. What the hell do you know about bad? You didn't love her and you didn't explain to her family. You didn't look into her eyes as she fell! Now, DROP IT! NO, BUDDY! It was YOU who dropped it. You want to do it? Do it. No. You live with it. METAL CLANKS (Grunts) BOOMS They're here. QUALEN ON RADIO: Right on time. How many of them are there? We got two heroes. We'll greet them at the top. Where is the helicopter? What the hell's going on? Where's the helicopter? It can't fly in this weather. Is either of you a chopper pilot? No. What are your names? Tucker and Walker. Tucker and Walker - we're missing three bags. What's in them? Chutes, socks...$100 million. The usual stuff. Travers here was smart enough to bring along a tracking device. Don't use my name, goddammit! Key it. ELECTRONIC BEEPS Now, look at the map. This is where we've lost our belongings. The red dots are the three cases. You recognise these locations? Let me jar your memory. If you don't recognise them you're useless. Useless items are usually discarded. Right, Travers? Get off my back, Qualen! Off? I haven't even got on it yet. Once again, do you recognise these locations? Ryan... (Cocks gun) Yeah. We do. Then let's go. BROODING ADVENTUROUS MUSIC Wait a minute, asshole! TRACKING DEVICE BEEPS REPETITIVELY Where is it? Up there. JESSIE ON RADIO: Rescue 1, this is Rescue Centre. Hal? Come in, Hal? Nice. You're Hal? You stay. You... ..fetch! FETCH! Do it. TENSE MUSIC Rescue 1 - this is Rescue Centre. Do you copy? Hal, come in. Hal, come in. Over. STATIC (Sighs) Watch yourself under the overhang. It could deliver any time. Any time you feel like saying something...don't. QUALEN: We're waiting, gentlemen. I need my bolt gun and ice axe. No. Don't give him anything. Take his coat for insurance. He could freeze to death! You've got your own problems, Hal. Ryan, get a rope. I want this dog on a leash too. Tie him. It better hold. Forget me. If you can, get away. Would you? Go fetch, wonder dog. TRAVERS: Move it, Walker! (Grunts) Keep it taut. Ryan, keep it taut. Hal, come in, please. Hal, come in, please. Over. STATIC AND INTERFERENCE METAL CLANKS (Grunts) I don't trust him. (Grunts) (Groans) (Grunts) Damn. I don't think we need two guides. Retire him when he comes down. They're going to kill you! Don't come down! Don't come...! Pull the rope! PULL THE ROPE! (Cries out) Pull, goddammit! Pull! (Grunts) All right! Pull! Pull it! Pull, goddammit! Ow! (Howls) TENSE MUSIC Watch it! Get him! NO! Do it. (Fires gun) GUNFIRE CONTINUES OMINOUS RUMBLING (Fires gun) Aaaarrrggghhhh! RUMBLING FADES (Sighs) Your friend just had the most expensive funeral in history. Now it's only you. JESSIE ON RADIO: Rescue unit, come in! Hal? What's going on, Hal? Hal? Talk. No messages, no codes, no tricks. You haven't found us. It was a fake call. Jessie, I've just reached the top of the Tower. So far there's no sign of anyone. Looks like a phoney call. Over. You got to be kidding me. You want me to fly up? No. Negative. The winds are too high. I'll ride out the storm. We'll shelter at the Douglas... Hal? I'm losing you. Hal, come in. Come in, Hal. Over. We go on to the next case. 1 He said the Tower, but he's on Cone Bluff. Frank, fly me to the West Valley. The winds are never too strong there. It's a half-hour climb to Douglas Shaft. Hal would be at that shelter. Jessie! That is a bad idea. Please, Frank. If I don't find him, you'll pick me up by nightfall. Hal would have my head. And it's such a handsome head. Please, Frank? I'll buy one of your paintings. (Sniggers) TRAVERS: Hold up! Where is it? There. On top of the peak. Come on. Hold it! Looks like a winding route to me. The fastest way is straight up the east face. Of course, there are only 12 guys who could do it. You want to try? WINCH WHINES EXCITING MUSIC PLAYS (Grunts) (Puffs heavily) (Grunts loudly) Gabe! What's happened? My God! You're frozen! Come on. Sit down. Gabe, where's your sweater? Talk to me. What happened? They got Hal. The distress call. A fake. Fake?! What do you mean it was fake? Before they crashed they dumped them. The cases of money. They? Who's they? I don't know. They're using Hal to find it. When they do, he's dead. Jessie, get on the radio. (Gasping) Call Frank and tell him to call the State Police. The cold killed my radio, but Frank will contact everybody from the chopper. This one goes down in an hour. What can I do? (Gasps) Let's take everything we need. Let's move! We must get that next case before they do. ELECTRONICS WHINE REPETITIVE BEEPING FAST BEEPS TRAVERS: We're close! It's just up there! It better be. I'm getting tired of your threats. Are you? DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS REPETITIVE ELECTRONIC BEEPING (Puffs heavily) (Whimpers in exhaustion) It's there! Oh, my God! What do we do now? Got a pencil? OMINOUS MUSIC (People puff and grunt) (Coughs) TRACKING DEVICE BEEPS TRAVERS: Over here! Get over there! Goddamn! Son of a bitch is still alive! (Cries out angrily) (Puffs) God! I'm beginning to dislike this Mr Walker. He can't be far. Find him. Go! (Cocks gun) Go! Come on. (Cries out) Give me a flare. Meet me at Eagle's Cave. I'm not leaving. Jessie, don't worry about me. MUSIC BUILDS TO CRESCENDO (Screams) Aaagh! Gravity's a bitch, isn't it? Fuck the money and fuck you! I wasn't born to die on no mountain. Where were you born to die? Got a place picked out? I don't need to hear that fucking shit from you, boy. Maybe this will make your big mouth a little bigger. Stop this! The fight's not here. It's out there. Find us some shelter. Next time you're like watching MTV, you know, take a second and flip it to the weather channel. I mean, where would you rather be right now? Here in tent city or at home playing air hockey? Air hockey's definitely got my vote. Exactly, cheese-head, exactly! Cheese-head? Cheese-head. He was here. What was in there? Answer the man! Nothing. Just tourist souvenirs. Or equipment. Maybe Walker plans to look after his friend here. He's not my friend! And I don't like him any more than I do you. Nice try. But I never underestimate the power of loyalty when it comes naturally. Not like the kind that has to be paid for. Make a fire. MAN: Look around. As the Favourites come out, it begins. Observing with an eagle eye. Mastering the art of stashing. Oh, brilliant move, Gran! Cadbury Favourites. 1 It costs a fortune to heat this place. It's bad humour, I know. Better get some sleep. We're gonna need it. ROMANTIC MUSIC Rescue units, come in. Again, do you read? Come in. RADIO CRACKLES What the hell is going on up there? Hal, Jessie, do you read? Jessie. It looks like we're drawing a crowd. We're down a few hours before the whole fucking world shows up. Where's the next one? On the Tower. How far? He asked how far, goddammit! You know what I think? I think you've been taking the scenic route. And how far is it? Half a day! It's half a day. MAN: Hey, Hal! Hal! Check it out, man, it's Hal! Hey, man, you stuck up here too? You missed a great jump. Walk over. Oh, for Christ's sakes, man! They're just kids. Let 'em go, huh? We're not animals. Don't force us to be that. Walk over. Hey, man, was that storm a real bummer or what? We were in tent city last night. Yeah? Hey, Hal, we're gonna take one last jump then split. You baby-sitting hikers or what? (Cocks gun) Run, man! Run! Go! What? Get the hell out of here! DRAMATIC MUSIC Son of a bitch! You didn't have to kill... Shut up! Sue me. Shoot him, dammit! Shoot him! You're letting him get away! Shoot him! Whoa! Shit! You murdering motherfuck. Kill a few people they call you a murderer. Kill a million and you're a conqueror. Go figure. Move on, Tucker. Time is short. OMINOUS MUSIC MUSIC SWELLS OK, just like you said, he's taking them the long way round. To stay ahead, we have to go through that crack. You said there was a way across. There is. Where the fuck is it? There. You blind? To hell with the money. Radio the chopper. You just don't get it. We're in bed now. Joined at the hip. Partners in crime. You've crossed over, Travers. And there's no crossing back. Right, that'll keep it dry. Let's do it. All right. Get a good footing. (Pants) OK. It's slick, Jess. (Gasps) Good foothold. Jessie. Don't move. Oh. My God. Let's get out of here! No! (Screams) (Bats squeak) Jessie, get down! (Keeps screaming) Jessie, stay calm! Jessie, stay close to me! Jessie, get down! Get down! Jessie, hold on to me! Don't let the bats get me! (Screams) Get down! Get down! Hold on to me! (Babbles incoherently) There's nothing the matter. There's nothing the matter. It's all right. It's all right. It's OK. FRANK: Rocky Mountain Rescue Centre, this is Rescue 3. Over. RADIO: Rescue 3, this is Rescue Centre. Go ahead. The news is good. I've got at least 20 miles in all directions. If anyone's out here, I'll find them. Over. Roger, 3. Centre out. RAPID BEEPING Centre, this is 3. I've picked up a signal just north of Cone Bluff. Landing to investigate. (Growls) (Wolves bark and snarl) Hey! (Fires) Get out! Get out of here! Yah! Get the hell out! (Moans) Jesus Christ! Here, I got you. I got you. I got you, son, I got you. WALKER: There's the opening. When I get up there, I'll hook up the line and you follow me up. OK? All right. The other one is following. Move to a high point and flank them. Don't kill him until you get the money. Sure. RADIO: We found the ID on the dead pilot. He flew for Qualen. Over. Well, what about the Treasury jet? Over. Its wreckage covers a two-mile area. No bodies have been found. Finally! An FAA satellite has located a downed aircraft. Head 110 miles south-south-west of the park entrance. OK. Treasury Control, get those rescue people on their way. We're headed straight there. 1 out. 1 WALKER: I got it, Jess! Yeah? We're almost out. I can chop through. PICK STRIKES ICE Jessie, come on up! OK! SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC Walker! Small world, ain't it? Don't even think about it. Your life's on sale, Walker. The price is $30 million. Where is it? It's gone. What the fuck are you talking about? Where's the money? I burned it. Never could save anything. Not even a dumb mountain boy like you would burn $30 million. I don't make deals, Walker, but I'll make one with you. Hand over the money and I'll just kill you and not the girl. Now, give me the money! Gabe! All right. Aaagh! Gabe! Come on up! Come on! Ugh! Can you walk? Yeah! Kynette, where's the money? He said he'd torched it. Where is he now? In some cave. You've had your chance. Move it out now. Kristel, get the C-4. KRISTEL: Roger. Just give me five minutes. I said get the fuck out of there. Good. And blow up that black bastard too. Save me doing it myself. WATER TRICKLES If you want me... ..I'm in here. I'm in here! (More weakly) I'm in here. You're making it too easy. No! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ugh! No bullets, bitch! Ha! Ha! Ha! Now I'm asking just three times. Where's the money? Sissy. You hit like a sissy. Wrong answer, motherfucker. Get up! Now I'm asking you for a second time. Where...is...the...money? I burned it. Wrong answer! Time to kill a mountain man. It amazes me in this day and age that a man would put money before the personal safety of himself and his bitch. I guess you can go to your grave knowing that I'm gonna treat the bitch... ..right. Gabe! Gabe, are you OK? Oh, God! Oh, God, I thought he'd killed you. Are you OK? Yeah. I'm all right. FRANK: Hal, Jessie, do you read? Again, do you read? Come in. Hal, Jessie, what the hell's going on up there? Jessie, find it! It's ready. Rescue 1, Rescue 2, do you copy? Over. Here it is! Here it is! I found Evan in the East Valley with a gunshot wound. He's en route to the Granby medical centre - critical condition. In case you can hear this, I'm resuming my search. Come on! You'll make somebody a fine wife some day. You should see me bake a cake. He's still alive. For another four minutes. TRAVERS: Where's it set? It's primed for right over his head. Ugh! Gabe! Three minutes! There's a bomb! Get the hell out of there! There's a bomb over your head. Gabe! Jessie, get the gear! Watch out! This way! There'll be a landslide. We gotta reach the west face. Why the hell are we wasting time? Making sure he doesn't find that last case. You want to kill me, don't you, Tucker? Well, take a number and get in line. Take this rope and pull it apart then tie it together. We're gonna rappel down. Will this old rope hold? Don't think so. Bad answer. RELENTLESS MUSIC HELICOPTER WHIRRS Frank! FRANK! Frank! Frank! No, Frank! He can't see you, Jess. Go! Here comes our ride. Move. Swing as hard as you can. Push! (Jessie screams) Hey! Gabe! Jessie! Push up. Ugh! God! Oh, God! Frank! Frank! Frank! Frank! Frank! Oh, Frank, no! What's happening here? Where's the rest of the group? Welcome. What are you doing? Now, back off! Huh? What? I came here to help you. You did. Don't move. Frank! Frank! Frank! QUALEN: Better hurry, Tucker! FRANK! Get the hell out of here! Frank! MUSIC BUILDS No! You stupid maniac! No-one told you to shoot! We've wasted enough time. Frank! Hal! Oh, Frank. (Tries to speak) I'm sorry. I'm sorry. This man never hurt anybody! Touching. Kristel, check the chopper. Let's go. MAN: Look around. As the Favourites come out, it begins. Observing with an eagle eye. Mastering the art of stashing. Oh, brilliant move, Gran! Cadbury Favourites. 1 BEEPING Get back! Get back! Go! Jessie, run! That son of a bitch! All right - we use a chopper to locate the third case, then we get the hell out of here. No, there's not enough fuel to search around, just enough to get us down. You're not running things, Travers. As soon as he finds the money, you're as dead as me. Give me the monitor. Now. What's the code, Travers? I told you, Qualen - 50,000 possible key code combinations in 15-second intervals. So what's the fucking code? (Cocks gun) Well, look what Agent Travers found. I guess he IS running things after all, isn't he? So what's the plan, Travers? We use the chopper to find the money, right? What a good idea. But then again...without a pilot... ..nobody even gets off this mountain. What are you doing, Eric? You know what real love is, Kristel? No. Sacrifice. Now I'm the only one who can fly us out of here. We're partners again. Now, take your toy... ..and find our money! Radio when you find it. I'm waiting here. The last of the money's at Crockett River. If we take the northern ridge, we'll get there first. No, I'll go along the north trail. You go to the station for help. Are you crazy? If they find the money, Hal's dead. Just get back there fast. All right. WRIGHT: Roger, Control, but where are those National Guard choppers? They had a mechanical, sir. It's being worked on now. ETA is one hour. An hour? You'll have to do better than that. Move it! TICK, TICK, TICK, TICK SQUEAK Stop there. MONITOR BEEPS We're close. I got it locked in. So we've finished with him, yeah? Yeah. Do it quietly. Your insane boss just made enough noise for anyone within 10 miles to hear us. It's been fun. Hey, Delmar. From me to you - you're an asshole. Yeah? And you're a loudmouth punk slag... ..who's about to die. (Cocks gun) Maybe. But in a minute, I'll be dead. You...will always be an asshole. So go ahead and shoot. I'm getting cold. Shoot! Who's shooting? Tell me...do you like soccer? It's a great sport. I was a fucking good striker. Aaargh! Oh, God! Fuck you! Oh, you're swearing now. That's a penalty kick... for unsportsmanlike... A lovely little chip shot. He dribbles past one defender. CRUNCH Two defenders. Aaargh! Three defenders. Striker lines up at the penalty spot. He focuses on the ball. (Groans) The crowd is on its feet. Striker moves to his left, draws back his foot. He comes in. (Screams) (Shrieks) Season's over, asshole! I said quietly. BLEEP, BLEEP, BLEEP BLEEP, BLEEP, BLEEP, BLEEP What the fuck is going on? This is not right. Fuck! (Cocks gun) BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP Goddamn! Fucking Walker! BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP (Squeaks) Goddammit! Come in, goddammit! Have you got what we need? It's Walker! The son of a bitch is still alive, Qualen. No names. This is an open line. I don't give a shit, Eric Qualen! I must've been insane to tie up with a low-life piece of shit like you! They beat us! A couple of fucking mountain rangers beat us. Jesus Christ, that's Travers! Get a beat on that frequency. They beat the man no-one ever could. Get off the radio. And I'm finding that pretty fucking hilarious. Stop transmitting, you stupid bastard. I can't believe I sold out after 20 years and this is my payback. To rot on a mountain with a fucking dirt bag like you. Travers, you've lost your mind. Have I lost it? Fucking have, I've lost it, Qualen. Pure fucking Section 8. I've got to go. I'm on my last official manhunt. Adios, motherfucker. You got a bearing on that frequency yet? Yes. Eight minutes away. You're dead, Walker! (Shoots) GUNFIRE HELICOPTER WHIRRS Frank! Frank! Frank! Frank... FRANK! FRANK! 1 SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC (Bangs against ice) I won, Walker! (Cocks gun) Gabe! Gabe! SOMBRE MUSIC Travers, come in. Travers! Come in. Compliments of Delmar. Too late, you missed him. He decided to take a swim to Arizona. Tucker! That's right. QUALEN: Congratulations. Qualen? It's all over. Walker! You resilient bastard. Still alive. I want that money and I want it now. Qualen, the game's over. You lost. Oh, no. The game's just getting interesting. I'm airborne now, you see. And as a matter of fact, I've picked up a passenger I think you might be interested in. Go on, talk. I said, talk! Goddammit! Gabe? He's got me. I'm sorry - I thought he was Frank. You get the picture, Walker? Well, I want that money. Meet me at the highest point from where you are. If you don't... ..we're going to find out if this little angel of yours can fly. Jessie, take him to the highest point near Bitker Ladder. I'll meet you there. Don't worry. Love's a killer, isn't it? Where are you, Walker?! You're getting warmer. Keep climbing. You're getting closer, Qualen. Look out. QUALEN: I must admit, you're a real piece of work. I must admit, you're a real piece of shit. (Cocks gun) Throw it up or I'll kill her. You do and the cash is gone. The money! I want you to put her down! Over there! Jessie, run! What about you?! Run! Run! Come on, Qualen. I got what you want. Come on. Come on. Come and get it. Come on closer. Come on closer! Bring it closer, Qualen! Throw it in! Bring it closer! Oh, my God. Throw it in! Aaaargh! Damn you, Walker! RUN! (Screams) Jessie! Move! Move! Ohhh, God! Come on! (Yells) (Yells) HAL: Gabe! It's just us now, you piece of shit! JESSIE: Gabe! Watch out! Get out of there, man! Stick around! We had a deal! Now we've just got each other! You're not afraid to die. (Screams) Come on, get him! Gabe! Get out of there! Remember, shithead, keep your arms and legs in the vehicle... ..at...all...times! (Jessie screams) (Screams) Give me the rope! I'm outta here. (Puffs) You think you could've put a little less effort into that climb? I thought you were in shape! (Pants) I guess I'm just falling apart. This is Agent Wright, copy? Yeah, copy. Please identify yourselves. Over. Yeah, this is Hal Tucker - Rocky Mountain Rescue. Hey, are we glad to see you guys! If you're looking for Mr Qualen, try about 4,000 feet south of here. He'll be the one wearing a helicopter. Over. Good. I'll arrange transportation for the three of you if you can sit tight for a while. UPLIFTING, TRIUMPHANT MUSIC www.able.co.nz Captions were made with the support of NZ On Air. Able 2017