[intriguing music]
[backwash]
How are you? Did you sleep well?
[woman] Here.
Enjoy, there's hardly any left.
We'll restock in Puerto Edén.
- You want me to steer? - Mmh...
No, no, I'm fine.
Here.
You didn't move?
[opens then closes fridge]
Are we going or not?
"Algorithms for detecting of natural variability
or forcings in climate fluctuations."
I couldn't find your island.
But look, there it is. The little spot south of Chile.
Well, it's a long way south, anyway.
It's a bit of a detour, but oh well.
The line of icebergs is magnificent. Isn't it worth it?
You'll never fit on it, with your big feet.
Well, suit yourself.
[woman] Don't tell me we'll do it my way.
You've asked me that four times. No problem, let's go.
But I have to be in Puerto Edén in Puerto Edén.
- What? - Can you hear me?
[whale song]
Told you.
- Let's go! - Yes, I heard.
[the whale emerges from the water].
[woman] Shit, the other side!
I've seen it!
[Man] Is this whale stupid?
There, no? No ?
No.
[woman] She's going to come out again.
I'm sure it will come out.
[man] Come on!
She's gone.
- What's up? - She's gone.
She's gone.
[mysterious music]
[sigh]
Laura!
Laura, come and see!
Take a look.
[he sighs]
Are you ready?
[she laughs]
What?
[Laura] No, it's nothing.
That's your ski instructor side, It makes me laugh.
[man] Yeah.
I checked the weather forecast, it's going to be fine.
Things are looking up this afternoon, so let's make the most of it.
[indistinct remarks]
Ah, beauty!
Ah, the beauty of the island!
[laughs]
[This must have been a whaling base.
[man] It was not indicated on the map.
[ominous music]
[chain scraping]
[Laura] That must have been where that they loaded the whales.
Those are winches.
It must have gone back that far.
Then they had to butcher them here.
On one side, bones, on the other, flesh.
[man] And how do you know all this?
Because I read books.
[I knew whalers when I was a kid.
Some of my father's old friends.
And it was a dog's job.
[Laura] Oh, that I can believe.
[man] They had to earn a living.
They lit entire cities with whale oil.
It was a different era.
[mysterious music]
Are you sure about this?
Don't worry about it, come on.
We should have taken the other gloves.
Don't look down. Give me your hand.
Come on!
We're at the end of the world.
There's nothing left behind.
You were right, it's beautiful.
Well worth it.
We may be the last to see it.
Don't you feel like blocking your view?
- Come on, move! - Yeah.
I want to see icebergs, not you.
Oh yeah?
Stop.
Stop what?
[rumbling]
Just a moment.
- I thought you checked the weather. - But I did.
Yeah, it's coming our way.
[storm]
We have to leave.
OK.
[violent storm].
[Man] Go the other way!
Climb on!
[frantic cry]
- But climb! - I can't see!
[man] Give me your hand! Give.
Come on!
[frantic cry]
[panicked cries]
[We can't do it, Ben, come back!
[dramatic music]
[distant thunder]
[Ben] We're just standing here until it calms down.
[thunder]
It would have been better gone straight to Puerto Edén.
[Ben] We could have stayed in Brest, too.
[she laughs]
[Ben] Yes, you'll see.
Why are you laughing? I've already made a fire.
[she whispers] Take it easy.
[Ben] That's it.
[Laura] I think my cell phone died.
That's all right.
We're too far from the boat, we wouldn't have had a signal.
[Laura] Oh, shit!
- What the fuck? - Did you cut yourself?
No, I stuck it in the sand.
[You want this one?
[Laura] No, it's okay, I'll wipe it off.
You're right.
This is perhaps the best part of the trip.
[mysterious music]
Laura.
- Laura? - Mmh...
Wake up, sweetheart, wake up.
Wake up.
[Mmh...
Take a look.
Have you ever seen one?
[No.
[Ben] It's a good omen.
[chuckles]
[ominous music]
The boat is gone.
I don't understand, I...
Well, maybe he just drifted.
Not with the anchor we put in. It supports
a trawler, these things. You betcha...
Would it have sunk?
That's not how a boat sinks.
It didn't fly away!
I don't know where it is! Is this okay?
Well...
[What have you done?
Nothing, I cut the engine.
We'd better save gas, if ever...
He can't be far, we'll find him.
Holy shit!
Ben.
[penguin braying]
All that was missing were some penguins.
They're penguins.
No penguins in the southern hemisphere.
Oh, hey, please.
You see, if we go behind these rocks,
we'll see further west.
I'm going alone, will you wait for me on the beach?
[intriguing music]
[scream]
[groan]
Crap.
[penguin braying]
[Ben approaches]
What's up?
This is as far as we can go over there.
There are cliffs, you can't climb them, impossible.
It's huge.
What do we do now?
Back to the buildings before dark.
Come on.
I'm not talking about that.
How do we manage without a boat? We've got all our stuff in it.
You listen to me, I'll talk to you!
I don't know what we're going to do!
I don't know!
Does that suit you?
- That's your answer? - What do you want me to say?
It was yesterday to climb into the tender.
[sobbing]
I can't believe it.
- You've got to be kidding me! - Sorry, sorry.
Sorry, Laura.
- I'm sorry, sweetheart. - Leave me alone!
Excuse me, excuse me.
Laura. Laura! Laura!
Hey, hey. Hey, sweetie.
Look at me.
Breathe.
Look at me.
My love.
Hey.
This isn't our first problem, all right? We're gonna make it.
- It's a big mess. - A very, very big mess.
Tomorrow, we'll go around the island and I swear, we'll find the boat.
Do you trust me?
We'll do as planned, and head for Puerto Edén.
And we're going to laugh about it.
OK?
Yes ?
[penguin braying]
[metal shot].
How are you?
I should never have bought this boat.
[Laura] That's settled, now we don't have it anymore.
We're in deep shit.
Nobody knows where we are.
We have nothing to eat and it's freezing.
Yes, Thomas can find out where we are.
What do you mean?
[Ben] We put a beacon on the boat when Dad was sick.
My brother knows where the boat is.
- Is it? - Yes.
We were supposed to call him when we arrived on Thursday.
He'll be worried, we never miss a call.
They'll launch the search.
How long will it take? A week, ten days max?
You just have to hold on.
Ben!
Look, there! There, there's lots of them!
Just a moment.
Take a look.
[Ben] Ah!
Great.
Can you eat it?
[Ah, no. Baked, then.
Not like this.
Tonight, vongole.
[groan]
[stream]
Oh.
[sigh of relief]
Ten days?
Max.
We'll last ten days.
Let me see.
[she bellows]
You go first.
What's up?
It's salty.
Go ahead, try it.
I'm fine.
It's not the worst thing I've ever eaten in my life.
[suction]
But gently all the same.
[mysterious music]
[rhythmic music]
I push... Careful.
Here we are.
Wait, wait, wait.
[mysterious music]
We've got to get out of here.
We could go over the mountain. Well, that's...
Sounds complicated.
You said impossible.
Not if you're wearing studs.
- Where to? - I don't know where.
I don't know.
You saw the sign, it's a nature reserve.
There has to be a scientific basis.
See?
What do you know?
I don't know, but...
To observe penguins.
A weather station, a kind of hut.
It's not what we made for ourselves, a tree house?
We have water, we have enough to eat for ten days.
I thought your brother was coming.
It would be a shame if it arrived and we weren't there.
I've got a hunch, that's all.
Don't you ever have any?
It's time to stop making shitty decisions.
- You're saying this in relation to the trip? - Among other things.
Wait, you were happy to leave, too?
- No? - Yeah.
[scraping]
I can't get through the mountain.
Laura...
It doesn't matter. We'll get used to it. Tomorrow will be five days.
[Ben] Six days.
Six.
Then they'll be here soon.
[intriguing music]
- Here. - Put it there.
- Where? - There, there.
Fuck!
[dramatic music]
[storm]
What's up?
- [Sobbing] - Are you okay?
I dropped the can.
- Let's go, let's go, let's go! Come on! - she cries
Come on, sweetheart.
I feel like a drag, I swear.
I feel like I'm doing everything wrong.
Stop it, don't say that. I'm not.
What's up?
[sigh]
My dissertation was due today, it was the last day.
They'll think I don't care.
No, they won't. You explain it to them, they'll understand.
If they don't understand, frankly...
[It's okay.
It was written that way, no problem.
I'm not going to Geneva and that's that.
What are you talking about, Geneva?
Remember when we were in Cape Town, I had a very long phone call?
With a lab director.
In the end, they asked me to join them.
Isn't it great?
It's a real job, it's... No ?
Yeah.
Plus, it really depends on a great foundation.
But then...
- It's in Geneva. - Yes, I understand.
What did you tell them?
Did you say yes?
[Laura] No, I had to think about it.
And I'm not sure they'll take me.
They'll look at other profiles and take on a youngster.
You told them yes.
Without telling me.
[thunder]
[sad laugh]
I'm in a relationship, but alone.
Is that it?
- Does it make sense to talk about it now? - Yes, it does.
You're the one who told me. so it makes sense. So go on.
What do you have planned for me? Do I have to quit?
I tell my brother to deal with his trucks?
What do I do? Am I moving to Geneva?
- Am I following you? - But I'm not forcing anything on you.
I'll see you at the weekend.
Yeah, well, you've given it thought it through.
It's been two and a half years since I went back to school.
You don't know what this lab is. Do I have to consult you about everything?
Are you fucking kidding me?
Don't talk to me like that.
When I tell you about me, you bring it on yourself.
Your insecurity first and me next?
Wait, hey!
My insecurity?
You're having anxiety attacks.
- But I'm taking care of myself. - You are?
Mmh.
You're not capable to tell me you're off to Geneva.
When you go bang that other sow, you consult me?
It suits you just fine, the couple alone.
Every time you reproach me, you talk about Chloé?
- Don't tell me her name. - That's her name.
I thought to myself, three weeks without talking about it.
Will she leave me alone?
I assure you, I don't give a shit.
You sleep with whoever you want.
- Me, too. - Yes, you too.
Right, yeah. [laughs]
Don't imagine I'm going anywhere else.
[No, no.
- You're not? - No, it's not really your thing.
No.
Well, think again.
That's just it. You're not the most sexual person I know.
Did you ever think you're doing it wrong?
Before you, no one complained.
Nobody stayed either.
- Didn't you see a report? - Who stayed with you?
The asshole who treated you badly for eight years?
- Six. - Six, eight, who cares?
An office colleague is a dream come true.
You know a lot about love. A great lover.
Remember, I picked you up,
you were on the floor, you were nothing.
Do you remember or not?
- Are you done? - No, I'm not done.
I don't understand why you didn't tell me.
Don't I have the right to know?
You're heavy.
Am I the heavy one?
It wasn't good either, on the boat?
It was hell on the boat.
Why did I write my memoir three times?
Didn't you see me avoiding you?
You got a problem. A fucking problem. Do you know what it is?
There's nothing to make you happy. Nothing!
And you drag everyone down with you. Fucking hell!
You weigh 30 tons, my brother is right.
He's right.
- Fuck your brother. - Great, great.
Fuck your whole family.
Great. You complain you have no friends,
- but do you hear yourself? Yes ! - [laughter]
I'm the only one who can stand you.
We're laughing at you, you're embarrassing.
Is that it? That's your argument?
- No one wants me, can you do it? - There you go.
- Yeah! - Voilà!
That's why we live together.
No, wait, let me correct that.
You showed up at my house with your fucking boxes.
What was I supposed to say?
"Go home"?
It would have been honest and fair. For a change.
I wanted to get away, you know.
When you invited me to the restaurant to talk about travel, I did it to...
I wanted to leave you.
I'll tell you what. Just go. Go and live in Geneva, go on.
Do your own thing.
I'll do mine, I'll manage just fine without you...
I'll be fine without you.
It'll be fine.
I'm no longer the luck of your life, so?
[sad chuckle]
[mysterious music]
[metallic blows]
[distant blows]
[scraping]
[he gasps for breath]
Any bites?
I don't fish, I watch.
Haven't you been counting? It's been ten days.
I know, yes.
[Laura] Why aren't they here?
I don't know, Laura, I...
You said ten days.
I'm just saying, it's only a day away. There you go.
The truth is, you can be trusted with anything.
- That's it, exactly. - That's it, yeah.
What's that?
We have to hunt.
We won't make it otherwise.
[intriguing music]
[penguin braying]
[ominous music]
Come on.
[sigh]
Ah, fuck.
[penguin braying]
Which one?
There's one all alone up there.
[Ben] He seems to be watching me.
[Come on.
Go around!
No need to think.
[penguin braying]
[Laura screams]
[the penguin moans]
[penguin braying]
[Laura screams]
[crackling]
[water drops]
[he washes his hands]
[Laura] Come on.
[short exhales]
[soft music]
[scream]
[groan]
[shortness of breath]
[cough]
[ominous music]
[sighs of disgust]
[music softens]
[small blows]
[he blows]
Can you imagine when the chopper descends on the beach?
They'll be hallucinating to see us like this.
In any case, if we survive all this, we'll survive Geneva.
[he plays "Amsterdam" on the flute].
♪ In the port of Amsterdam ♪
♪ There are sailors singing ♪
♪ And they sing... ♪
♪ She's here, the Amsterdam! ♪
- [laughter] - [flute]
[laughs]
[he plays Joy Division]
[laughs]
[Laura] What the hell is this?
Yes, that's... that's...
- It's Eyes of Tiger. - It's nothing like that.
Bah.
No...
- Not bad! - Is it "Billie Jean"?
- Well, no. - You're not?
But... wait.
I'll do it again.
Ah?
- I don't know... - Joy Division!
- Ah, yes! - Well...
It's your favorite song.
- But I didn't recognize it. - Ah, shit.
- [he plays the flute] - ♪ Love, love will tear us apart again ♪
♪ Love, love will tear us apart ♪
♪ Apart, again ♪
[happy cry]
- [laughter] - [soft music]
[Ben] Not bad, eh?
Nothing can keep us apart now.
You can open them.
[laughs]
What's all this?
It's been a month.
Should I blow?
Yeah.
Wait, wait, wait.
Make a wish first.
[she counts].
How many did I count? One, two, three, four, five, six, seven.
One. One, two. One...
One, two, three, four, five... five... Five, six, seven.
One, two, three, four, five, six... Six, seven.
It's been five weeks.
[sigh]
[dramatic music]
All right, you ready? Ready to go?
I'm on my way.
What's up?
What?
- What's the matter with you? - Nothing's the matter.
Don't say nothing, I can see you've been crying.
What's up?
Come on, let's go as long as it doesn't rain. Come on, let's go.
[he moves away]
[Ben] Where are the penguins?
Where are they?
You've got to be kidding me!
What the fuck are we going to do?
We'll have to leave the fire on all the time.
We'd better leave.
There's no gas in the lighter, we'll take the gas from the dinghy.
Can't we just leave?
The dinghy's not completely deflated. Would a sail do?
There's still some fuel left.
What?
We'll probably spend the winter here.
- But that's not possible. - That's just the way it is.
I'm telling you, it's not possible.
Don't you get it?
I think I'm pregnant.
I'm three and a half weeks behind schedule.
We don't eat anything, it's a disturbance of...
I've been pregnant before, I know.
[he sighs]
Do you want to have a child with me?
Yes.
[Bah alors...
Well, that's great.
- Oh yeah? - Yes!
I mean, what?
We're going to have a baby, a child, but it's...
There are some big questions. What are we going to call it?
[laughs]
I don't know.
I want to scream, to call everyone.
We don't even have champagne!
- It sucks. - Oh yeah, this sucks.
My heart.
[chuckles]
When I tell Alice, she's gonna cry.
She said it before we left.
You'll be back with a baby. [laughs]
Hey! Hey, hey, hey...
You're going to be fine, I'll take care of you.
We'll be fine.
[she sniffs] Yes.
I'll never leave you, my love. ever.
You just have to hold on a little longer.
Just a little more.
You said we'd spend the winter here.
Come on.
Come here.
I'm going for a walk.
Ben!
There's a boat!
[oppressive music]
[he shouts]
[she screams]
[they shout]
[Ben] Here, here!
They can't see us. We have to make a fire!
- Oh, look! - Give me some gas!
[Ben] Ho!
- What are you doing? - Hey, hey, hey!
No, you have to make a fire!
- I'll catch it! - But you can't!
- Fuck! - Stop right there!
Ben!
[Ben] Ho!
- Ben, come back, damn it! - Ho!
But don't leave me here!
- HE SHOUTS - Ben!
Ben!
- Ho! - No, it's not.
Ben!
[Ben] Hey!
Hey!
Ho!
Hey! Hey!
[he shouts]
Hey!
Hey! Ho!
Ho! Ho!
- Ho! - engine stops
Shit!
- engine won't start - Come on!
No! No!
No !
[he tries to start]
Come on!
[sobbing]
[dramatic music]
[thunder]
[clatter]
- [someone moans] - [scraping]
Ben?
[someone moans]
My angel!
[he shakes]
[You scared me.
I thought I'd lost you.
[soft music]
I'm here now. I'm fine.
Shhh...
Hey, it's okay, I'm here.
Come on.
[he shakes]
Hush.
[he groans]
Oh!
[he shouts] No! No!
[he cries out in pain]
[he cries]
[she moans]
[she bellows]
I don't have a choice.
Don't look.
- he shakes - Don't move.
[it cauterizes the wound].
- Blow! Come on! - HE SHOUTS
Come on, it's almost over.
Almost finished!
No more.
We're done. We're done.
Shh, it's over.
[dramatic music]
[metallic knock on the outside]
[metal shot].
Why did you run away?
Huh?
You knew I was coming back.
You knew it.
No, I didn't know that.
I...
I've tried...
I'm very sorry.
I wanted to save you.
- You, then the baby. - Stop it!
I've had...
I was so cold, you know.
I was cold.
I...
tore his leg off on some rocks.
I didn't know where I was.
I was in so much pain.
I saw death coming.
I really saw it.
So I thought of you.
And I thought about the baby.
[sobbing]
I prayed.
I'd never prayed in my life.
I wanted you next to me.
Please forgive me.
[dramatic music]
[she throws the wood on the ground]
[she picks up the poker and blows on the embers]
I didn't see you coming back.
[she sighs]
I was worried, it's getting dark.
[Laura] It's dark all the time now.
[Ben] The fire went out.
It's my fault, I fell asleep. I'm so sorry.
You have to make an effort.
I can't do everything for both of us.
For all three of us.
I'm sorry, I told you.
I don't care if you're sorry.
I don't want to die here.
[suction]
[she moves away]
[scraping]
[blows]
[strong wind]
[sheet metal creaks]
[dramatic music]
[sheet metal creaks]
[she approaches]
[Laura] It's useless, everything we've done.
Ben, we've got to get out of here.
By way of the mountains?
It was your idea.
How will you do it?
Are you going to carry me?
Laura, look at me.
Laura. Look at me, look at me!
Why are you running away like that?
What are you up to, at night, in secret?
Are those cleats?
Why are you hiding them?
I don't hide them.
- I was going to tell you. - [sad laugh]
What's the point to survive on your own?
Have you asked yourself that question?
[Laura] You understand that if I wait, I won't be able to cross.
No, please don't.
Don't tell me when you're leaving.
[mysterious music]
[metallic scraping]
[dark music]
[mysterious music]
[wind blowing]
[she shivers]
[groan]
Oh, no!
[low groan]
Oh, no.
[sigh]
[the wind blows]
Six...
Seven...
Eight...
Nine...
Ten...
[sobbing]
[she gasps]
[groan]
[wind]
[she cries]
[wind]
[she moans]
[wind]
[sobbing]
[dramatic music]
[she shivers]
[groan]
[mysterious music]
[shortness of breath]
[groan]
[sigh]
[she moans]
[zipper]
[sobbing]
[water lapping].
[water flow]
[she sniffs]
[wind]
- To "on". - beep]
Shall I do that?
[whirring] [shriek]
Oh, it works!
- [crackling] - [wave]
[sizzling]
Hello?
- [crackling] - [wave]
Hello, can anyone hear me?
Please.
- [crackling] - [snatches of voice]
[sizzling]
Anybody home?
Help!
Can you hear me?
Please...
Can you hear me?
- [sigh] - [dramatic music]
[sizzling]
["Volver "Carlos Gardel]
[effort]
[Piano Sonata No. 26 - The Farewells Beethoven]
[effortless howl]
[rhythmic music]
[sheet metal creaking]
Ben?
[sobbing]
[Can you hear me?
Here I am.
Look at me.
My angel!
My angel...
I'm so sorry.
- Pardon. - dramatic music
Come on, darling, don't give up.
Come on!
One, two...
[effort]
Oh, for... Ah!
[groan]
We've arrived.
We're here.
[groan]
We're here.
We've arrived.
Come on!
One, two...
[effortless howl]
[dishes clink]
[groan]
[dishes clink]
I lost the baby.
Did it hurt?
No, I'm fine.
[melancholic music]
I couldn't go back there.
I was too scared.
I know.
I can't live without you.
I couldn't die without you.
[scissor blows]
[she whispers] There. Just like that.
I tried the radio.
There's no signal. I don't think anyone can hear us.
They'll find us eventually.
And we're in no hurry.
We'll come home when we feel like it.
You're my home.
["Volver" Carlos Gardel]
[boat siren]
[soft music]
["Love Will Tear Us Apart" Joy Division]
[mysterious music]