[tense music]
[Hannah breathing heavily]
- I'm trying to be a gentleman here.
- Don't care. Make it tight.
[grunts]
- Here stretch your hands out. Like this.
Met a guy, his hands cramped up once.
He got stuck coming down, couldn't grab he ladder anymore.
- How'd he get down?
- He cut the chord, he couldn't take it anymore.
Hit the ground right where we stand, blood everywhere.
You'll be all right, though.
- Is that blood?
- Fuck. That's oil.
Must be a leak in the brake system somewhere.
OK, that's not good.
I'm gonna head up first.
I want you to give me 40 feet of buffer and start climbing.
Try and keep up.
[ladder creaking]
- You know, maybe I'm not the best person for this.
- BLAKE: Last I checked, you're the only person for this.
You have to reboot the system,
otherwise we got turbine blades flying off
over the next county while this entire tube falls over.
[gasps]
BLAKE: Fasten it on to your harness.
It's the line of defense in case something bad happens,
which it probably won't.
You coming?
[breath trembling]
[sighs]
- WOMAN: [whispering] Almost there.
- You all good?
- Perfect.
- When was the last time you did a turbine ascent?
- Um... during training.
- Well, how far did they make you go to get certified?
- [breathing heavily] Thirty.
- Thirty meter-- Jesus Christ! I-- Ah...
I got an alley cat with polio climbing higher than that.
- HANNAH: Thirty feet.
- [chuckles] Well, don't look down but you just tripled that.
[breathing heavily]
[suspenseful music]
All right, so, when the power company has me up climbing turbines,
what the hell are you doing on the ground?
- Uh... installations, system integrations,
I--I program the overall mechanics.
- Wow.
Was either of your parents an engineer?
- Amish, actually.
- [chuckles] Wha--
That's hilarious. - What?
- Well, most people, they rebel against their parents
by getting tattoos or piercings.
You told your parents to fuck off
by getting a mechanical engineering degree.
I'm guessing the don't return your texts.
[chuckles]
[both breathing heavily]
- Well, that wasn't so bad. - Yeah.
We're almost half way.
- Wait, what?
[ladder creaking]
- Yeah, I could really go for a Red Bull right about now.
You ready?
You're gonna go first. Try to keep a good pace, watch out for oil.
[eerie music]
[turbines creaking]
[electricity flickering]
[Hannah breathing heavily]
- Geez.
Hands are cramping!
- OK, uh, take a moment. Just hook your elbow, give 'em rest.
- HANNAH: Yeah. OK.
- Never an issue down here with my GlideLoc. You still latched in OK?
- HANNAH: I'm all right.
- BLAKE: Fuck.
God damn it.
Might have something to do with this crazy weather.
Everything is contracting and expanding.
[exhales]
[gasping]
[ladder creaking]
- Hey! You got a wrench?
- What's wrong with the one in your toolbelt?
[sighs]
[Velcro strap opens]
[rummaging]
[breathing heavily]
[creaking]
OK. Here we go.
[straining]
[Velcro strap opens]
[screams]
[screaming]
Fuck!