[♪ energetic rock music playing, Tom Petty "You Wreck Me"]
[panting]
♪ Tonight we ride ♪
♪ Right or wrong ♪
♪ Tonight we sail ♪
♪ On a radio song ♪
♪ Rescue me ♪
♪ Should I go down ♪
♪ If I stay too long ♪
♪ In trouble town ♪
♪ Oh, yeah! ♪
♪ You wreck me, baby! ♪
♪ Yeah, you break me in two ♪
♪ But you move me, honey ♪
♪ Yes, you do ♪
Oh!
[sighs]
- What the hell? You... - I knocked. You didn't answer.
- You gotta quit doing this. - Doing what?
The sneaking around, you stopping by... You're breaking and entering.
I came here for the view.
I heard it was, uh, okay.
What, don't... don't take photos.
- It's a video. - Oh... How did you find me?
Teddi and Velma. Don't be mad.
I'm not mad at you.
Just give me a second to,
- you know, dress. - Mm-hmm. [chuckles]
[Colter] All right.
What are you doing here?
Look, I know you're taking some down time after your last job.
You should give it a try.
It's on my to-do list.
Let me guess. A meditation retreat, or a mani-pedi thing.
Or you go on one of those cruises.
You should do one of those cruises.
Wow. You don't know a damn thing about me, Colter.
Just tell me what the job is. That's why you're here, right?
A friend of my father's owns a remote outfitting business in Idaho.
His name's Gus McMillion. He had a plane go missing.
Missing? As in stolen?
As in lost.
His son and daughter were on it with a client.
[♪ tense country music playing]
What?
You're doing that "I got a question" thing you do.
So go ahead. Ask your little question.
- I won't bite. - Not a question.
Just, you know, more of an observation.
Proceed.
Well, I was just, you know, observing
that for such a busy lawyer, you sure are out of the office a lot.
Well, the office is kind of boring.
And this is not so much.
So, you're using me to play hooky from work?
This is work. It's called "field work."
Hmm.
Do you have any more observations or can we focus on the job?
Okay, so... [sighs]
Gus called you when all this happened?
Uh, no. Actually, I called him.
I was trying to book a trip for my dad.
He's been pretty sick lately
and the minute Gus picked up and I heard his voice,
I knew something bad had happened.
Then I said I knew a guy that could help.
So, here we are.
And his son, Hank, was flying the plane when this happened?
Yeah.
And Madison, Hank's sister, she was also on board with a client.
Let's go meet Gus.
[♪ tense music playing]
[indistinct conversation]
Gus.
Oh, Reenie.
- How are you doing? Yeah. - Thanks for coming.
- This the guy you told me about? - Colter Shaw.
Reenie caught me up to speed on the situation.
Your son and daughter went on a trip, they haven't returned?
- Then you know time's a-wasting. - Yeah. Mm-hmm.
Follow me.
So, the lake is here.
It's right next to the Canadian border. What kind of plane?
It's a Levinson, 820.
Before you ask, she told me about your fee.
Whatever it takes to find my son and daughter.
They're alive. I know it.
[sighs]
What is it?
Uh, was a float plane.
Limits the possibility of where they could've put down.
Where was their last radio contact?
Here. Then they signed off.
Said they were gonna check in at the lake.
But a squall blew up, and nasty sheer winds.
You checked the storm report?
I did.
And they were flying right into it.
This way point here,
this is way far away from the lake, even if they were skirting the weather.
Hank say why they were so far off course?
[sighs] No, and I should've asked,
but he was worried about the storm.
I told him to look for a spot to put down if he couldn't get above it.
And you contacted search and rescue?
I did. They did a preliminary flyover, didn't find anything.
Said they were gonna do another flyover in a couple of hours,
but I am not one to wait.
- Did you do a flyover? - I did.
Spotted what looked to be a debris field.
Cloud cover was too thick to get a good look.
There wasn't a black box or something with GPS?
[sighs] It's an old plane.
You know, we fly mostly the same routes in and out.
Hank's been trying to get me to update the gear for years.
Can you get me in here close to the debris field that you found?
- I can if you have jump experience. - I do.
Great.
I got my old Kodiak turboprop and a jump kit.
I'd do it myself but my knees aren't worth a damn.
Wait. What?
Jump as in skydiving?
It's the only way in there.
How quickly can we be airborne?
- As quickly as you're ready. - Okay.
Here you go. Jerky.
- It looks homemade. - It is. My dad. Teriyaki.
At least I think it is.
It's been in my bag a couple months, but he makes me keep it just in case.
In case of what?
Oh, I don't know. I get stranded in a snowstorm without protein,
or you jump out of a plane.
- I got to meet this dad of yours. - [chuckles]
No, you don't. He's a shoot-first, ask-questions-later kind of guy
and he's got a lot of theories.
- One of those. - [Reenie] Mmm-hmm.
[Colter] Still, though, took you fishing.
He can't be that bad of a guy.
He's just... he's an acquired taste.
[Colter chuckles]
[sighs] Okay. Good luck.
Have Gus go over the timeline with you once again when he gets back, will you?
Uh, where they last radioed in doesn't make any sense.
What are you thinking?
They diverted before the storm came in.
They weren't going to the lake?
The question is,
where were they going and why?
[♪ tense rock music playing]
Ranger out station
about five miles from where I'm gonna drop you.
- Is that where they'd head for help? - I'm hoping.
Hold on!
I'm gonna put you down on the bench.
It's a game trail.
Will get you over more easy.
I'd set you down there, but the canopy is too thick.
We're close now. Get ready.
Ready when you are.
- [Gus] Good to go. - [beeping]
[grunts]
[♪ energetic rock music playing]
You don't have any of my dad?
- I've tried. - Thanks.
- You know how he is. - Boy, do I.
When was this one taken?
It was about three years ago.
Hank caught a monster that day.
It almost pulled him off the boat.
You okay?
Yeah, I, uh...
I was thinking about how much happier Hank used to be.
I figured he'd take over after I retired.
But he got this idea in his head
that he wanted to go out and start up his own business.
You know, go solo.
You know, every kid has to prove that they don't need their parents.
I get it. I let him go.
He went belly up pretty fast.
Came back about a year ago,
tail between his legs,
- and wanted to work for me again. - [exhales]
I bet that was tough for you guys, huh?
I didn't mind.
I liked having him back.
[clicks tongue]
Madison was happy.
Yeah.
She's a good influence on him.
Yeah, big sister.
You know I know all about that.
- Mine is bossy and never wrong. - Hmm.
She used to steal all my clothes,
but I still love her.
[chuckles softly]
[bell chimes]
Can I help you?
I'm looking for a man
who was flown out on one of your planes.
Yesterday. Fishing.
Walter Bratton?
Walter Bratton.
That's him, right?
I called the emergency contact number listed.
Nobody called back.
Are you a friend or family?
Yeah.
[Gus] And your name is?
Nancy.
He probably would have put her name on the emergency contact list.
He wouldn't have put my name down.
Yeah, he didn't put any name down.
No? Hmm.
Odd.
Gum?
Uh, no. I'm good.
[chuckles]
Walter loves fishing.
Rainbow trouts.
Were you supposed to go with him?
For trouts?
I don't fish.
Is there a problem here?
[sighs] Well, we lost contact with the plane.
But don't worry, we have people looking for them.
For them? So there were other clients on the plane?
No. My son and daughter.
What was your name again?
If you leave a contact, we'll be able to reach you
when we have more information.
I'll be checking back in.
Thank you for your time.
[bell chimes]
[camera clicking]
Bit of a strange ranger, isn't he?
That he is.
[car engine starts]
I wonder what he really wants with Bratton.
[♪ ominous music playing]
[panting]
[♪ tense music playing]
[line ringing]
- [Reenie] Colter? - Yeah. You there with Gus?
Yeah, you're on speaker.
I found the plane.
There's no sign of Madison or Hank.
It looks like he tried to put down in a canopy break.
[sighs] How bad?
It's bad. Survivable.
I'll go after them next.
I found the client.
He's dead, not from the crash.
He was shot with a large caliber weapon.
Madison carries a .44 Magnum for bear defense.
It fits the bill.
Hold on. Why would Madison shoot her own client?
That doesn't make any sense.
- No, it doesn't. - That's not all.
This guy came into the hangar asking for Bratton.
Wouldn't leave his name. He asked who else was on the flight.
Was definitely looking for him.
This guy's got no wallet, no cell phone.
Wait a minute.
What the hell is this?
I got a transponder here.
Like a tracking device?
It must have come from the luggage.
That guy that came looking, he give you anything else?
Yeah, bad vibes.
But he also showed us a picture of Bratton.
I'll send you one now, you tell me.
- No, it's not him. - No.
Then who the hell is this guy?
[♪ tense music playing]
Reenie. Everything okay?
[Reenie] Not really.
This case is getting kind of weird.
I'm sending you a photo of a dead man Colter found.
Wait, what?
[Reenie] Yeah, near the plane crash.
I need to get an ID on this guy.
We'll work with Bobby and figure it out.
Thanks. Hey, one more thing.
I'm trying to get some more information
about this client Hank and Madison flew out.
I'm gonna send you a photo of his car.
Can you get Bobby to run the plates?
Will do. Are you at the car right now?
[sighs]
Yeah.
Faster if you find the registration.
- [handle rattling] - Right.
Uh, tried that, the doors are locked.
[clicks tongue]
Damn!
- [Velma] What are you doing? - Hey, hold on a minute.
[Reenie grunts]
[Teddi] Reenie?
Okay, I'm in.
[sighs] Okay.
Um...
This is weird.
I found the registration,
but the car belongs to a Holly Choi, not a Walter Bratton.
[panting]
[phone buzzing]
- Colter? - Hey.
I followed the path from the plane crash to a camp.
Got a couple of busted cell phones here.
Whoever it is didn't want to be tracked. They weren't here long.
But someone's injured.
Any idea who?
Whoever it is, they were in a great big hurry.
I checked the client's car, doesn't match the name he gave us.
It's registered to a Holly Choi from Reno.
Maybe the car was stolen.
Who the hell is this guy and who's chasing him?
Maybe they were using Hank and Madison to smuggle something onto the plane
- that Gus didn't know about. - To a remote lake?
[sighs]
Changed the flight plan before the storm set in.
Listen, when you searched that car, is there anything you found that
might help us figure out what the hell this guy wanted up here?
No, just this receipt from a place called "Big Rock Printing Incorporated."
It could be nothing, but I'm gonna check it out.
Time stamp on it's right before he met with Hank and Madison.
[gunshot]
- Reenie? - What the hell?
- [gunshot] - [panting]
Gus?
[♪ ominous music playing]
Gus?
Gus? Are you here?
- [Gus coughing] In here. - Oh, my God.
Oh, my God.
Gus, are you okay? Hey. Hey.
Who did this, huh? What happened?
What happened?
- I shot him, but he got away. - [airplane engine revving]
Colter, that guy I told you about, he came back and attacked Gus.
Thankfully, he's okay.
If I was ten years younger, I'd have kicked his ass.
I still got off a shot. Put a bullet through his stomach.
He stole Gus' plane, the maps with our search grid.
Headed my way.
Gus said there were several roads where he could put the plane down.
Is he alone or did he have an accomplice?
Just him, I think.
I got pictures of him on my phone.
Got one with a clear look of his face.
I'll try to get an ID.
Be good to know what I'm dealing with.
I'm right behind them.
They're probably headed to the Ranger station.
I'll keep you posted.
- Hi. - Can I help you?
Uh, maybe. I mean, I hope so.
We don't do hope.
Notaries, drop boxes and other discreet services.
Did someone tell you about us?
No. Um, I'm looking for someone
who I think maybe bought or picked up something from here.
This was already picked up.
I don't know what you're looking for, hon, but like I said, discreet.
Okay, um...
here's the real dirt.
Um...
My boss suspects that his wife is having an affair.
I know. I know. He found this receipt in her car
and he just wanted me to use it to see if I can find out
who she's been running around on him with, so...
Yeah, any info you can give me
would really help me score some points at work.
Don't have a name or anything, but I can tell you what it was for.
Passport photos.
Passport photos?
Yeah.
Had 'em sized for a Canadian passport.
Tell your boss it sounds like it's too late to save his marriage.
[♪ quirky music playing]
[woman groaning loudly]
[groaning continues]
Madison?
How do you know my name?
Your dad sent me.
It's okay. I'm gonna help you get out of there.
I'm throwing you down a rope. Can you pull yourself up?
[Madison] I can't.
I think my arm's broken.
Okay. Hang on. It's gonna be all right.
[♪ suspenseful music playing]
It's okay.
Where's Hank?
I don't know.
- Our client has him. - Bratton?
Mmm-hmm.
How did you get away?
He took us up that ridge, and when Bratton was distracted,
I... I jumped.
Jumped?
- Mmm-hmm. - He just let you go?
Mmm-mmm, no, he... he took a couple of shots.
I think the angle was wrong, so...
And he just took off.
- With Hank? - Mmm-hmm.
Yeah, Bratton needed Hank to carry the money.
This is gonna hurt.
- [moaning] - There we go. There we go.
All right.
Help carry the money? That's what this is all about?
Yeah. He had a lot of it.
Too much for one person to carry,
so he needed Hank.
You have to find my brother.
- Please. - I will.
The first thing we're gonna do is get you help, though.
Once we do that, I can track them.
Now,
we gotta get you back up there, all right?
I'm not gonna lie to you, it's gonna hurt like hell.
But you can do it.
- You'll be brave. - Okay.
Need to concentrate on your breathing, okay?
You're gonna do four deep breaths in.
Just keep doing that, nice and calm. You're gonna be fine.
Get you out of here.
[♪ tense music playing]
You ready?
- Yeah, let's do this. - Okay. All right.
Deep breaths, okay? Here we go.
[Madison groaning]
[Colter straining]
So, Colter has the downed plane here.
What are they trying to get to? It's literally the middle of nowhere.
Okay. Maybe he took this trail right here.
It takes you to a little town called Strand Lake,
- just over the border. - Strand Lake.
Strand Lake.
- Hardly a bustling metropolis. - Yeah.
But if I am Bratton,
and I'm being followed,
well, it's a great place to slip across the border and disappear.
Yeah.
What if this was his plan all along?
And then the plane crashed and he had to improvise.
- [phone chimes] - Oh.
- Is that Bobby? - Uh, yeah.
He got the ID of the dead guy at the plane.
Ranger station's up that way.
Are you gonna go after them?
Well, first, I need to know who I'm dealing with.
Tell me about this Bratton guy.
He paid Hank $5,000 to change the flight plan.
Where did he want you to land?
This river just over the border.
There's a slow stretch where you can put the plane down.
Then the storm hit, and Hank tried to put us down, but...
You know,
he's done... he's done a lot of stupid things, but this just...
That's families for you. Come on.
- You all right? - Yeah.
- Up you get. - [grunts]
Come on.
- So, you have a brother? - And a sister. Yeah.
- So you know. - I do.
And Hank's not a bad guy.
He just doesn't think things through.
What about the dead guy at the plane?
He showed up, said he tracked us there,
and before we knew what was happening, Bratton shot him.
- With your gun? - Yeah.
I was pretty injured and Hank had hit his head,
so Bratton had the gun.
What happened after that?
Bratton said that he'd stolen money from dangerous people,
started marching us at gunpoint.
He worried about other men tracking him?
Yeah, he found some sort of device, like a chip they'd put in the money.
Got rid of it. Told us to start walking.
I mean, he was pushing us as hard as he could,
but the money was so heavy.
[phone buzzing]
- Hey. - Colter.
I found Madison. She's shaken up, but she'll be fine.
Oh, thank God.
Bratton's got Hank. Madison said he's making a run for Canada.
Makes sense. The receipt that I found in Bratton's car
was for Canadian passport photos.
We need to find out who he stole the money from.
- Who's after him. - Yeah, I did that.
It turns out he robbed some dealers in Reno.
That dead guy you found at the plane works for them.
And the guy who attacked Gus?
His name is Valtz.
Look, if Bratton stole that money, they're not gonna stop
- sending guys after him. - All right.
Gotta get Madison help. There's a Ranger station not too far.
Okay, I'll meet you there, but you better hurry.
This guy, Valtz, he's coming your way.
I need to find Hank before he does.
Careful.
[Madison grunts]
Come on.
We'll get some help.
Hey, bit of an injury here. Help us out?
I'm so sorry.
He got here before you did.
What the hell do you want?
Shut up.
You must have been on the plane, right?
Now, where were you taking Bratton?
River Landing.
Canada?
And where in Canada?
Near this town.
Strand Lake.
Then what?
Some... someplace called Pinewood.
He, uh, he said he needed to be there before midnight,
or else he was screwed.
Oh, that wasn't too hard, was it?
- [gunshot] - [Madison grunts]
[Valtz grunts]
- Are you okay? - Mmm-hmm.
[♪ intense rock music playing]
[engine revving]
I'm all right.
You are far from okay, partner. That bleeding won't stop.
It's through and through, right?
It looks that way, but I'm not a doctor.
Colter, that man is gonna find Hank and kill him.
I'm gonna make sure that doesn't happen.
You got any tea bags?
- Uh, tea? - Yes or no?
Uh, yeah, in the canister on the counter.
- What are you gonna do? - It's a British Army trick.
At least that's what my dad told me.
The tannins in the tea help block the capillaries.
I just need to stop bleeding.
Take some, put it in the exit wound.
Help tape me up, will you?
Yeah, don't be shy. [grunts]
Drop me off at the main road and get her to a clinic.
- Yeah, my truck's out back. - Let's go. Come on.
[♪ tense music playing]
I'll let you know when I find your brother.
- Perfect timing. - I know.
Tea bags? I'm serious.
Earl Grey, to be exact.
- I don't want to know. - Oh, I do.
- Does it work? - It's working.
Yeah, well, he still needs a hospital,
but of course we're not doing that because that would be the smart thing.
We've been through this. We don't have time.
Bratton's got Hank, he's headed to Strand Lake. I need to know what's there.
Talked to my FBI contact.
He says there's a guy there who helps people vanish.
For a price, he can get you off the grid.
- Guy's a ghost. - Search something for me.
Madison said that Bratton is trying to get to a place called Pinewood.
Pinewood?
Okay, I've located Pinewood Cabins & Resorts right over the border.
- That's gotta be where they're headed. - Thanks.
Bye.
Why is Bratton keeping Hank?
All that money, he needs a mule. He'll hand him over to Valtz if he has to.
Yeah, well, Valtz isn't gonna stop until he gets that money.
Not if we stop him first.
[♪ suspenseful music playing]
Bratton could be holding Hank anywhere in here.
Close to the highway, easy access for pickup.
Lots of places to wait and hide in there.
- That's where I'd pick. - What do you want me to do?
You should wait here.
- I'll go look for him. - What?
What are you talking about? Look at all those cabins.
You don't have time to search one by one.
We'll split up. Cover more ground.
I'll take the cabins, you go find the manager.
Don't go past the main office without calling me, okay?
Yeah.
[TV playing indistinctly]
Hello?
Anyone working?
Oh, my God.
[♪ suspenseful music playing]
[Colter grunts]
[phone buzzing]
- Hey, Reenie? - Hey.
I'm in the office. The woman at the front desk is dead.
She was shot in the throat. Valtz has been here.
He's been here, too.
I got two more dead bodies.
What? Hank?
It's Bratton and another guy.
I'm guessing it's the man who was gonna help him disappear.
I need you to find a place to hide until the police get here.
What about Hank?
I don't know.
I got a blood trail.
It's either Hank or Valtz.
Feel like Hank's still got half the money.
I need to find him before Valtz does.
- You stay put, okay? - Got it.
[♪ ominous music playing]
[♪ tense music playing]
[door creaks closed]
- [grunts] - [knife clatters]
- Hey... - Stop! Stop!
- I'm here to help you. - Who are you?
Your dad hired me to find you and your sister.
- Madison? - Yes. And she's fine.
I need to get you the hell out of here.
You still have half the money?
Thought about buying him off. I don't know.
You're not gonna be able to buy that guy off.
He won't stop until he has everything.
Where's the money?
- Under the bed. - Show me.
He's coming.
We gotta get out of here.
We don't have time.
[Valtz groaning]
[Hank panting]
[floorboards creaking]
[distant clatter]
[Hank hyperventilating]
[chuckles]
[groaning]
[hyperventilating]
[floorboards creaking]
[croaks, groans]
[sighs]
A fishing trip, huh?
Oh, a special weekend for the two of you. On us.
After you heal up a bit, of course.
Well, that's nice, but, uh...
It's not in lieu of the reward.
Set a date. Any date.
And I'll make sure that you have the whole lake to yourselves.
I think the reward's just fine.
Hey, thanks, Gus. We'll take it.
- Great. - Oh, we will?
What? Are you afraid I'm gonna beat you?
You'll beat me at what?
Biggest catch wins the weekend.
Gus will judge.
I gotta warn you, she is pretty good.
Mmm-hmm. What, you chicken?
- You sure you want to do this? - Oh, we're so doing this.
I'm putting it in the books.
[♪ sprightly rock music playing]
Let me get this straight. You're gonna beat me at fishing?
Yeah. And I'll do it in my Manolos.
[Gus] Oh.
They're shoes.
They're very expensive shoes.
Whatever.
Just get ready to get schooled, Colter Shaw.
I'm looking forward to it.
- [chuckles] - Yes.
[♪ dramatic music playing]