(static hissing)
(footsteps thudding)
(door creaking)
(door clicking)
- What the fuck?
Whoa. - Don't do anything stupid.
Alright, Frank, find some pants.
Get dressed,
now!
Don't think, don't think about it.
- Fuck you. Get off me. - Relax.
- Get off me. - Relax, relax.
Come on, let's go.
Let's go.
Frank, watch your step.
Come on. - (grunting) Let go of me.
- Come on.
Don't let him, don't lose that arm.
(both grunting)
- Stop, let go of me. - All right.
Here we go.
Alright. - Fucking bitch.
- [Phil] Okay, that's enough.
- [Ed] I'll never fucking forgive you.
- All right, all right, all right.
Come on.
(all shouting indistinctly)
(Mom sighing)
Come on.
Put up against the thing here.
All right, hold on. - Stop.
Got him, you got him? - Yep, I got him.
(Ed grunting)
- Relax, breathe.
Breathe.
(Ed breathing heavily)
(high pitch frequency resonating)
Yeah, that's good.
All right? - I got him, I got him.
- [Phil] All right. (Ed breathing heavily)
Hold on, hold on.
(upbeat music)
♪ Oh, oh, oh, look at you go ♪
♪ Looking for the meaning ♪
♪ And the why of Stan's stories were told ♪
♪ The bigger the lies, the bigger the hole ♪
♪ Look behind those eyes, you already know ♪
♪ Oooh ♪
♪ It's a feeling keeping years from sleep ♪
♪ Oooh ♪
♪ It's the writing on the wall on the side we don't see ♪
♪ It's the truth we wanna see ♪
♪ We walk alone, baby ♪
♪ Hey, hey, hey, what a shame ♪
♪ You're reaching out your hand ♪
♪ Just to find no one's doing the same ♪
♪ Not long before they cut you down ♪
♪ Think they picked you up ♪
♪ Take a look around ♪
♪ Oooh ♪
♪ It's a feeling keeping years from sleep ♪
♪ Oooh ♪
♪ It's the writing on the wall on the side we don't see ♪
(Phil grunting)
(car doors clicking)
(door clicking)
(Phil grunting)
- All right, easy.
Oops.
(doors clicking)
- Yeah, it's pretty, huh?
- Hey boys. - Oh, hey, hey.
It's a girl.
Look.
Ain't gonna be so bad.
- You must be Ed.
Huh?
How was he?
- Oh, he didn't say a damn word.
- I got him from my here.
All right. - Thanks Phil.
- Yeah. - Come on, this way.
(door clicking)
(Phil grunting)
(engine revving)
(footsteps thudding)
Let your eyes adjust.
It is pretty here.
(sticks scraping)
- It's called spindling.
It's how the natives survived for centuries.
- Say hi to Rich. - No need.
Just know you're gonna have to do that every day
if you want to cook on the coals.
- They can't talk to you until you're out of First Camp.
Let's get you set up.
Wait here.
Hey, James.
I got Ed here.
- One moment.
Come on in.
Come on.
(tent unzipping)
How's it going, Ed?
- He's not talking.
- Mel, would you take Miles outside?
You do the intake.
(tent unzipping)
Gotta make sure you didn't bring anything harmful
out to the desert,
drugs mostly, but you'd be surprised
what people try and get out here.
Strip down, please.
(sighing) We got all day.
Let's start you in First Camp.
It's the deprogram.
You'll learn how to survive in the wilderness.
(pants rustling)
(no audio)
Oh, well, bend over.
You'll learn to make your own backpack
and fire-starting tools,
and then when ready, you'll join the other boys.
Give me a cough.
(Ed coughing)
One more.
(Ed coughing)
You can't cook on the coals
until you yourself spark a flame.
That's how nature wants it.
I've seen kids better themselves,
but it has to come from them.
We'll get you started in First Camp
and then we'll begin your journey.
Welcome to the desert.
(gentle orchestral music)
(gentle orchestral music continues)
(Ed grunting)
(gentle orchestral music continues)
(Ed sighing)
(gentle orchestral music continues)
(Ed breathing heavily)
(gentle orchestral music continues)
(Ed breathing heavily)
(crickets chirping)
(footsteps thudding)
(gentle orchestral music continues)
(Ed breathing heavily)
(dramatic orchestral music)
(dramatic orchestral music continues)
(Ed breathing heavily)
(dramatic orchestral music continues)
Wake up, buddy.
Come on, wake up.
Where did you, where did you think you were going?
- Oof, that's quite a bite you got there.
Hmm.
We're lucky we found you.
It's easy to die out here.
There you go.
- [Mel] It looks like someone's gonna be
a bit of a challenge.
I'll run ahead and tell the others.
- All right.
Thanks.
(gentle guitar music)
(all chattering indistinctly)
After 10 years of therapeutic work with troubled teens,
I started this wilderness therapy.
I learned very quickly what does and doesn't work.
So let's start with what works.
Discipline,
trust, faith.
These are all pillars of a, of a successful young man.
You know, people skate by in life, never having
to look in the mirror.
But out here, there's no phones, there's, there's no clocks.
Every, every meal is earned.
Every bed is made by the, by the young man who makes it.
And everything happens as it will.
You know, it's interesting in life we are in,
sometimes we go through hills and and valleys
and we're never quite sure where we're at.
But a lot of the youth that come to me are in a valley,
and their parents are, are at the end of trying
to figure out how best to help them.
And that's where we come in.
My name is James Bigsby.
I'm the camp director, also a published child psychologist,
and I'm here for your child
to help them find their way through the wilderness.
Wouldn't stop, huh?
How you holding up?
No?
Stay silent as long as you want.
I'm in no hurry.
Mmm.
You got quite the track record.
Kicked out of high school repeatedly,
arrested for shoplifting.
Overdosed.
Almost died then.
Did you want that?
Mmm.
(pills rattling)
You want some aspirin?
You need to talk to me first.
- Please give it to me.
- He speaks.
(pills rattling)
(Ed breathing heavily)
- How long will I be here?
- You're here as long as I see fit.
Here's what I can tell you though.
I don't want you here any longer than is necessary.
I want you to succeed,
become a man.
- I want my phone call.
- Nope.
No phones, no computers, no distractions.
Just you and nature.
Here.
Get going on this spindle.
(fire crackling)
- [Niko] Did someone take my brown sugar?
- [Miles] Yeah, blame the Black guy.
- Let us look in your bag. - Why you always
taking his side?
You wanna take mine?
- Miles, Niko, relax.
- How am I getting in trouble for getting my shit stolen?
- Oh, 'cause you know nothing about stealing, right, Niko?
Huh? - Whatever.
- Oh, fuck, fuck.
(Ed breathing heavily)
- [Mel] Apologize.
(pants unzipping)
(gentle orchestral music)
- (exclaiming) This might be the best one yet, ladies.
Tonight I'll eat wild salmon with Steve Irwin
somewhere in the rainforest.
- Wild salmon, that sounds gross.
- Well, after evading the predator's grasp,
any protein tastes good.
- Well, I'm in Ko Chang. (indistinct)
I'm slurping down my mai tai,
while she's slurping-
- Hey! - Enough!
(person laughing)
(footsteps thudding)
- Yeah, of course.
(footsteps thudding)
Yeah.
Of course.
Yeah, so, okay.
Yeah, I just spoke with him earlier.
He's in, he's in good spirits.
No, no, he's, he's right on pace.
I don't want him here any longer than you.
It's all right.
No, it's all right.
He's in good hands.
(gentle orchestral music)
(water splashing)
(gentle orchestral music continues)
(waves crashing)
(gentle orchestral music continues)
- [Dad] What are you doing?
Giving up already?
- Just taking a break.
- [Dad] You're not using your legs at all.
It's just like dropping in the skate park.
- [Ed] Dad, I'm just taking a break.
- [Dad] All right, fine.
Take a break.
(gentle orchestral music continues)
The left you caught earlier, that was good.
Girls on the shoreline sure dug it.
(waves crashing)
Oh, but they're always gotta pay attention to you,
some good looking and talented baby.
(gentle orchestral music continues)
(waves crashing)
(board clattering)
Anyway, it's good to see you, Mitch.
- Good to see you too. - Yeah.
- Yeah, good to see you.
(case clattering)
- Chasing everybody else, just chasing.
(men chattering indistinctly)
Yeah, I don't think they're gonna tell you.
Yeah, so one of them (indistinct).
(men chattering indistinctly)
(Ed breathing heavily)
(wind blowing)
(stick cracking)
- Fuck.
(Ed breathing heavily)
(pills rattling)
♪ Uh, check it ♪
♪ Then I got M-I-L-E-S ♪
♪ Oh, poor kid ♪
♪ Then we got Vanessa ♪
♪ Look at him, he wants to be like me ♪
♪ But he got a small dick and he's fucking ugly ♪
- You're from Delaware.
You're not a fucking rapper.
- Oh, you prefer country?
♪ Country road ♪
- Holy fuck, man.
Stop.
♪ Home, home on the range ♪
♪ Where the deer and the antelope play ♪
- He never fucking shuts up.
Other one's Niko.
He's like a prophet or some shit.
You're Ed, right?
- Thought you weren't supposed to talk to me.
I'm Miles.
- How long have you been here?
Too long, if you wanna know.
- [Ed] So we do this every day?
- It's all one day.
Days are weeks.
Weeks are days.
(gentle orchestral music)
(gentle orchestral music continues)
(engine rumbling)
(gentle orchestral music continues)
(shovel thudding)
(gentle orchestral music continues)
You got it?
Got it? - Oh, it's gotta go,
it's gotta go, here, here.
Slam it, slam it, slam it, slam it.
There.
See?
All right.
I got, I got it, I got it.
Watch, I'll show you.
See, it's like that.
(birds chirping)
(gentle orchestral music)
(birds chirping)
(gentle orchestral music continues)
(rock thudding)
- What are you doing? - Eat up.
I'm sure you're hungry.
You need a backpack.
Tomorrow's hike's gonna be worse.
- [Ed] What the hell could be worse?
- [Miles] Today's was easy.
Never have two easy ones in a row.
Then tomorrow, tend to be working on the spindling shit
before trying to make a spark.
- [Ed] I was gonna finish mine.
- [Miles] It's easier with this.
- [Ed] Did you make that?
- [Miles] I'm resourceful.
- [Ed] Why are you helping me?
- [Miles] Someone's got to.
James helping you?
Goodnight.
(wind blowing)
(birds squawking)
- Nice pack.
Pretty good woodwork for a newbie,
Especially when still in First Camp.
- You got something to say, say it.
- Just play by the rules.
They catch you cheating, we're all here longer.
Gonna be another beautiful day, ah.
(dramatic guitar music)
(dramatic guitar music continues)
- [Mel] Hurry up first camper.
You don't wanna hike in the dark.
- [Rich] I'm not hiking in the dark.
(dramatic guitar music continues)
(Ed retching)
(Ed coughing)
- Hey, hey, hey.
Here.
Have some of my water.
(Ed breathing heavily)
Rich.
(Ed retching)
We need some help.
(Ed breathing heavily)
Hey.
You all right?
- I'm gonna call James.
He can't be that far out.
- [Rich] Let's get him to the shade.
(Rich grunting)
(dramatic orchestral music)
(machine beeping)
- [Mom] I can't do this again.
I almost lost you, Ed.
I can't keep doing this.
- [Ed] Then stop.
(dramatic orchestral music)
That's better.
(dramatic orchestral music continues)
(engine rumbling)
- [James] Gonna be a tough road, Ed.
You have an illness.
- I need to go home.
- You're just where you need to be.
(engine rumbling)
I know this ain't your work.
Just be careful who you accept help from out here.
These kids all got their own motives.
We're dealing with troubled teens.
- Is that what I am?
- You?
No.
You just gotta spark a flame, man.
Get out of First Camp, join the boys,
start your journey.
(dramatic orchestral music)
(sticks scraping)
(dramatic orchestral music continues)
- Fuck. (breathing heavily)
(Ed breathing heavily)
(dramatic orchestral music continues)
(sticks scraping)
(dramatic orchestral music continues)
Hey, hey. I got it.
- [James] Breathe, don't blow.
Breathe. - Hey. (indistinct)
(dramatic orchestral music continues)
(Ed laughing)
Hey, he just got fire.
Well, come on.
(dramatic orchestral music continues)
(fire crackling)
(dramatic orchestral music continues)
(fire crackling)
♪ Potato, potato ♪
♪ I love me some potatoes ♪
- Woo.
Love this shit.
(plate clattering)
- You know in Thailand, you can live like a king
for just $5 a day.
Do you know how easy it's to make $5 a day?
Ko Chang, bitch.
- The surf's supposed to be great too.
- You surf?
Well, can you teach me?
- Yeah, you wanna go tomorrow?
- Yeah. Fuck yeah, actually.
I want, I wanna open up a bar on the beach.
I wanna sell mushroom tea to all the white tourists.
Be fucking kingpin, man.
Now you could teach 'em how to surf.
Salt Lake City to Phoenix.
Phoenix to Bangkok.
Bangkok to Ko Chang.
$900, one way.
Never coming back.
- But you got $900?
- I got 1800, motherfucker.
Mm-hmm.
(Ed laughing)
- Yeah,
Let me know. - I fucking will.
(both laughing)
(fire crackling)
- [Niko] I miss you.
Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
Oh.
Oh, I love you so much.
I love you so much.
- [Ed] Good for you.
- [Niko] It was called the highlight reel, newbie.
You got one?
♪ Ah ♪
♪ On the prairie ♪
♪ Where the coyotes live ♪
♪ And the wind blows free ♪
♪ And when I die ♪
♪ Don't bury me ♪
♪ 'neath the Western sky ♪
(gentle orchestral music)
(gentle orchestral music continues)
- All right, let's set up camp here.
- Done? (groaning)
(gentle orchestral music continues)
- [Ed] What are you doing?
- That's how you can tell when the sun's setting.
Each finger between the sun and the ground is 15 minutes.
So sunset sets in 45.
- [Ed] How long do you think
it'll take us to get over that mountain?
- A couple hours, full day.
- Not longer than that?
- It'll take us four.
Book it at 2:00 a.m.
We'll be on the other side by sunrise.
I'm just saying.
- What are you saying?
- There's a town on the other side.
- How would you know that?
- 'Cause I knew my parents would send me back here.
(dramatic orchestral music)
So when I was at home, I studied maps of the desert.
- You got outta here?
- Man, keep up.
You know what TBS is?
- No.
- Therapeutic Boarding School for Troubled Teens.
They wanna keep us here till we're 18,
milk every penny from our parents.
- [Ed] They can't do that?
- Hmm.
Yes, they can.
Wake up.
Look, we're not wort shit to them at home.
When I made it through the wilderness the first time,
I stole a car from TBS and booked it back to Chattanooga.
When I woke up, I was gooned, blindfolded,
and in the back of a Pontiac.
- Maybe 'cause you stole a car.
(both laughing)
- Yeah, maybe.
(gentle orchestral music)
- Next stop Thailand.
- Miles.
Therapy.
(gentle orchestral music continues)
(sticks scraping)
- [Niko] Geez, that was a long one.
- [James] Hey.
- James always has his favorites.
- Yeah, circle of life.
Used to be Andy, now it's Miles.
- Nice to hear someone lived.
- Miles swooped in to fill that spot real quick.
- You sound jealous.
- Miles has his games.
I got mine.
- Oh, so you're intentionally not the favorite.
(Niko laughing)
- Your new bestie's just trying
to be the next one outta here.
Everything he does is to help himself.
- [Ed] He isn't like that.
- (scoffing) We're all like that.
(wind blowing)
(water boiling)
- [James] Good job, Ed.
- With what?
- Oh, just dealing with the bumps of this transition.
It's not easy.
- Yeah.
- Well you seem to be gelling with the group.
You and Miles are close.
What's he say about me?
- [Ed] He just wants to go home.
- You mean he wants the easy way out.
- Don't we all?
- [James] Do you, or do you really want to change?
- It's been a crazy couple days since your uncle
got to town.
- [Ed] Yeah, what'd he do?
- What didn't he do?
(Ed laughing)
Car broke down again.
Of course he's got no cell phone.
I'm calling every hospital in town trying to find his ass.
I'm gonna have him show up at your grandma's door,
arm's full of groceries, that smile of his.
Fucker.
Jesus Christ, Henry.
Of course he's got me laughing within a minute.
I give him a ride down to the police impound to get his car
and he somehow talks them into giving him his car back
without charging him a dime.
Incredible.
(sighing) Anyway, you gotta help out your family.
Son, if there's one lesson I can teach you, it's that.
Speaking of, I'm wondering
if maybe you could help me out with something.
It's just been a rough couple of days, you know,
and I just need a little something, something
to take the edge off.
You know?
You got anything?
No problem.
I shouldn't have asked that.
Shouldn't have asked that.
I'm gonna take off.
I'll see you.
- No wait, Dad.
(Dad sniffing and groaning)
(Dad groaning)
(Dad sighing)
(Ed sniffing)
- I'm sorry, son.
(crickets chirping)
(gentle orchestral music)
(gentle orchestral music continues)
- Hey, what you looking at?
- [Miles] Nothing.
(gentle orchestral music continues)
(gentle guitar music)
(gentle guitar music continues)
(footsteps thudding)
- Oh.
Well, fun's over boys.
It used to be 24/7
as we make our way down this canyon.
Oh.
(gentle orchestral music)
(gentle orchestral music continues)
So Levi, you're gonna be gone before you know it.
I want you to think about life outside this desert.
- [Levi] (sighing) I have.
Believe me, plenty.
- [James] All right.
Well, let's hear it.
- [Levi] Well, I'm gonna be on a houseboat
with my girl, just floating through eternity.
- [James] I mean, maybe a bit more personal detail.
- [Levi] She'll be about 5'2", 5'3',
buck 25.
- [James] No, I...
Just think about who you were before you got here.
Okay?
- Yes, sir. - Think about that.
How are you, Miles?
- Yeah. - Good?
- [Miles] Yeah.
- Yeah.
Hmm.
I feel a sense of neglect from you.
Neglect for the program,
for these boys around you.
- What? - Yeah.
You don't see it?
Did you not disregard the program
by finishing Ed's backpack for him?
- [Miles] No, I didn't.
- (scoffing) The program's the program, Miles.
It's that way for a reason.
I want you all to succeed.
Is that not clear?
That's the goal here.
That's the goal.
I'm placing you on therapeutic leave.
- [Miles] What?
- It's like being a first camper,
only you can't communicate with anyone,
not even the counselors.
- [Miles] Why?
- Because you're not buying in.
You're just skating on the surface.
You're not getting anything outta this program, Miles,
not a thing.
- That's gotta be a joke.
- What's that? - This is a joke.
- Oh, I don't joke.
That's you.
You're not taking this seriously, Miles.
I need you to trust me.
Let me help you, please.
Just let me help you.
(Miles sighing)
What's that game called where you pretend
you're somewhere eating something else?
What is that?
Ed, do it for me.
Come on, Ed.
Gimme something to work with here.
Ed, over here.
You don't need to look at him.
Over here.
Where are you,
what are you eating,
and with who?
- I'm on the beach,
eating a sandwich with my friend Mike.
- [James] There you go.
(fire crackling)
(crickets chirping)
(object rustling)
(crickets chirping)
(footsteps thudding)
- Go back up. - What?
We're leaving.
Just go.
- What, what do you mean, leaving?
- We're going.
- Go where?
- What don't you understand?
We'll never be close to that town.
We gotta leave now if we wanna make it by morning.
- Wait, dude, dude, wait, hold on, hold on.
You get out of isolation, you get to go home.
- Home?
You think he's gonna send us home?
It doesn't matter what you do.
You can suck his fucking dick and it wouldn't mean shit.
Look, I got two options.
I can either stay here
for two more years or I could leave now.
Thailand, huh?
Girls, liquor, surfing.
Money's in the fucking bank.
I'll be there in two days.
You coming or not?
(Ed breathing heavily)
- [Ed] Holy shit.
You sure you know where you're going?
- [Miles] Of course.
Keep my eyes on the prize, baby.
- [Ed] What's this town called?
- Some Mormon death cult hell-bearing, fear-mongering name.
I don't fucking know, man.
- [Ed] Well, you don't know what it's called.
- I'll know it when I see it.
All right?
Hey, maybe we can get some zazz off one
of those stuck up housewives.
- What? - Come on, man.
Just have some fucking fun.
And fuck it.
You know, we can take a car and book it to Provo.
- [Ed] Is that what this is about?
You getting high?
- What?
No, look, soon we're gonna be in Thailand,
chilling oceanside, waves are crashing.
You're doing your little surfing lessons.
I got 12-year-old boys working for 10 pesos a week.
Gonna be fucking kingpins, man.
You're just gonna have to trust me.
- I think we should go back.
- You fucking kidding me, man?
We finally made it outta there.
We're free. - No, I know,
but if we go back now, they'll never even know we left.
- There's never gonna be a perfect time.
- Miles, you need help.
(dramatic orchestral music)
- You sound like James. - Yeah,
and you sound like a fucking addict.
- And what are you, huh?
You want to leave?
Be my guest.
- Miles, wait. - Never fucking going back.
(dramatic orchestral music continues)
(thunder crashing)
(rain pattering)
- [James] It's raining!
Hey, it's raining.
we gotta set up the car.
(rain pattering)
(thunder crashing)
Hurry up!
(thunder crashing)
Hurry up!
Come on. - What do we do?
- [James] Here.
Ed, you go up to the creek.
Square knot! - I don't what that is.
- Oh come on. - What the hell?
Go get some big rocks.
(Ed grunting)
- All right.
Ready, you got it?
Where's Miles?
(rain pattering)
come on, hurry up.
- Miles! - Hurry up, Miles!
Come on, hurry up!
(thunder crashing)
- So, no one knows where he went, huh?
Nothing under his tree.
Poof, he's just gone.
(rain pattering)
(thunder crashing)
(rain pattering)
You know something. - No.
- Yes you do.
He helped you out.
He said you owe him.
- No, I don't know where he is.
You think keeping your mouth shut is gonna save him?
Hmm?
He's gonna die out there.
He's gonna die because you,
Where did he go?
- Over the mountain.
Thinks there's a town over there.
- Call the chopper.
Tell him to get over to the Red Peak.
(rain pattering)
- [Mel] There's no reception.
- We have to go for him.
- Who? - Us!
All of us.
- [Mel] Into this storm?
It's too dangerous.
- [James] For who?
Us or Miles?
- We don't have a car. - Jesus.
We are going.
We are going now.
Get ready.
- Come on.
We gotta pack.
(rain pattering)
(thunder crashing)
What did I tell you?
First chance Miles gets, he runs off
and fucks us in the process.
- He asked me to go with him.
I should be with him right now.
- Then we'd be looking for two dead bodies.
- What did you just say?
- the truth.
(thunder crashing)
- You're a fucking asshole.
- If you're so worried about him,
why'd you sit on this information all that-
- Because he trusted me.
It's not my fault you don't trust anybody here.
- [Levi] And what did you trusting Miles get him?
What are you trusting Miles get you?
(thunder crashing)
Go straight in?
Hey, straight?
- Yeah, towards the mountain.
(dramatic orchestral music)
(thunder crashing)
- [James] Miles!
- [Niko] Hey, Ed.
Hey, don't worry about Levi.
This is just hard for him.
He isn't in the right mind.
No, this is just exactly what happened with Andy.
- [Ed] Andy ran away?
- He tried.
Chopper could find him, neither did we.
- [Ed] He really got out.
(thunder crashing)
- If that means...
Maybe.
- [James] Keep up back there.
(dramatic orchestral music)
- Miles! - Miles!
- [Mel] Miles!
- Miles! - Miles!
(dramatic orchestral music continues)
- Okay, spread out. - Yeah.
- Miles!
(dramatic orchestral music continues)
Miles!
(dramatic orchestral music continues)
- Miles.
(dramatic orchestral music continues)
- [Levi] Miles!
(Niko breathing heavily)
(dramatic orchestral music continues)
(Niko breathing heavily)
(dramatic orchestral music continues)
- [Mel] Miles!
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- Miles!
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(Ed gasping)
(Ed laughing)
(Miles laughing)
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- [James] You're safe, Miles.
- Hey, fuck you. - Don't you move.
- Hey, fuck you, both.
- Ed, go get the others.
Tell 'em to meet on the other side.
- Hey, don't fucking leave me here, Ed.
Swear to God.
If you- - Ed, go!
- [Miles] Ed!
- I'll, I'll, I'll be right back.
- No, I swear to God.
Ed!
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(footsteps thudding)
- What happened?
- [James] He tried to run and he slipped.
- What did you do?
- He's here because of you, Ed.
Now help him get bandaged up.
- [Mel] We have to take him to the hospital.
- [James] Boys, eat.
Come on.
We got a long road ahead of us.
Come on, make your meal.
- James, please.
- Can I just get a moment of peace?
We still don't have any reception.
We can't go over the mountain with him.
We have to go down into the valley.
- And what's there? - Shelter.
- So there is a town? - I didn't say that.
(footsteps thudding)
(wind blowing)
(crickets chirping)
Yeah, hi.
It's, it's James.
James Bigsby.
Yeah.
We could use some medical assistance.
(door buzzing)
After you.
(door creaking)
(footsteps thudding)
(door creaking)
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(Miles snoring)
- [Niko] You got something to throw at him?
How you holding up?
- Can't sleep.
- [Niko] These beds are rough, right?
- [Ed] I didn't know about Andy.
I'm sorry for that
and for all this.
- [Niko] I know how you feel
The guilt.
Letting someone down.
I know what you're going through.
(water splashing)
(birds chirping)
(footsteps thudding)
(birds chirping)
- Have you seen Miles?
(birds chirping)
- Mind if I get one?
- No can do.
Why didn't you run?
(birds chirping)
- I don't know.
(birds chirping)
(footsteps thudding)
(birds chirping)
(footsteps thudding)
(birds chirping)
(wind blowing)
♪ Come, come, ye saints, no toil nor labor fear ♪
♪ But with joy wend your way ♪
- (sighing) I do love a good landscape.
♪ Tis better far for us to strive ♪
♪ Our useless cares from us to drive ♪
♪ Do this, and joy your hearts will swell ♪
(grass rustling)
(birds chirping)
(ball thudding)
- That's what you get.
- Miles.
Are you okay?
- Yeah, I'm great, man.
Just heaven.
Good food, cute girls,
nurse to wipe my ass.
You think I'm crazy, don't you?
- No.
You think I'm screwed up?
You must think I'm a fucking idiot.
- No, dude.
- How'd he get you to talk?
What did he promise you?
Huh?
He say you're gonna go home, be with your mommy?
- No, he said you'd die.
- We're all gonna die, Ed.
It's the best part.
- I don't want you to die.
Miles's- - It's cool, man.
Forget it.
- Miles.
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(lighter clicking)
(water gurgling)
(Ed coughing)
♪ I'm out driving ♪
♪ And looking for ♪
♪ I wonder why ♪
♪ Nowhere to go ♪
- You want any of this? - No. (sniffing)
(Dad sniffing)
♪ I'm your baby ♪
(Ed groaning)
(phone buzzing)
(Ed sighing)
- Hey.
What?
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(upbeat dance music)
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(water splashing)
(gentle orchestral music)
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(waves crashing)
- He told me this would happen.
Must have been sitting right here.
First time he brought me to this beach.
They were doing a paddle out that day as well
and he just pointed and said, "One day when I'm gone,"
you'll do this for me.
(waves crashing)
A lot of people loved your dad, Ed.
You've got the best of him, you...
- What about the worst of him?
You gonna tell me I have that too.
(waves crashing)
(birds squawking)
(no audio)
(Ed breathing heavily)
(blanket rustling)
(footsteps thudding)
(tense music)
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(phone clicking)
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Hey, Mom, it's me.
Yeah.
I just, I just borrowed the phone.
Oh, it's, it's fine.
Look, Mom, I just,
I just wanted to call and say that I'm sorry.
(gentle orchestral music)
Mom,
Mom, I swear, I, I don't, I don't want anything.
I just...
I just wanted to tell you that I'm sorry
for everything and
I understand why you, why you had to send me here.
(engine rumbling)
(tense music)
(car doors clicking)
- So we'll let him sleep in just a bit.
- Yeah, not too late.
- [Mel] Do a bed check also.
(engine revving)
- Back to the wilderness.
Hallelujah.
Thank you, Jesus.
Oh, I'm just so tired of that big comfy bed.
(engine rumbling)
(tent unzipping)
(fire crackling)
(engine rumbling)
- Are you okay?
- You're right.
I shouldn't run away.
I should have listened to him.
I just gotta play the game.
- Hey, what are you two talking about?
Hey, don't talk to him.
(engine rumbling)
(wind blowing)
Hey, Ed.
Hey.
(footsteps thudding)
I'm noticing some real change is happening in you, Ed.
You feel it?
- Yeah, I think so.
- Yeah.
You're making decisions for your future.
You could have stayed with Miles,
but you came back.
That is an adult decision.
That's how you get through this program.
Dealing with him, he's, (sighing)
I don't want to say he is a lost cause.
I don't believe in that,
but yeah, I'm worried for him.
How about you?
You feel like you're ready to leave?
'Cause I do.
- Really?
- [James] Really.
You gonna send me to one of those boarding schools?
- (scoffing) No, Ed.
Home, you're gonna go home.
You can't stay out here forever.
(birds chirping)
Hey.
(Ed breathing heavily)
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- Why now?
Why would you send me home now?
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- Don't overthink it, Ed.
You've earned this.
You have.
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Thought you'd be grateful.
You should be grateful.
- Thank you.
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- You're gonna be in isolation till you go.
Gather your stuff.
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(fire crackling)
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(footsteps thudding)
(fire crackling)
- What's going on, man?
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Did he do something to you?
(Miles chuckling)
- Happy going home.
- Miles, you can tell me.
- Ah, look, the reason why I'm out here is because
I need some aspirin.
I just, I just didn't wanna wake up Rich and Mel.
Got some more?
- Miles.
- Come on, man.
- My jacket.
- Thanks.
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(fire crackling)
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Thanks, man.
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- See you tomorrow.
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(rock scraping)
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(rock scraping)
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(tense orchestral music)
(tense orchestral music continues)
(waves crashing)
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(waves crashing)
(birds squawking)
(gentle orchestral music)
- It's nice, isn't it?
- Yeah.
(waves crashing)
(hand patting)
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(waves crashing)
(wind blowing)
(bag rustling)
(shoes rustling)
(footsteps thudding)
(jacket rustling)
(footsteps thudding)
(Levi breathing heavily)
(footsteps thudding)
What's going on? What happened?
- Some sort of knife.
He slit his wrist.
He's gone. - No, no, no,
Hey, no, no, no.
- Okay, I understand.
- He's gone.
(Ed breathing heavily)
(paper rustling)
(birds chirping)
(Ed breathing heavily)
(indistinct)
(footsteps thudding)
- (breathing heavily) I know what you did.
I know what you did.
This is your fault. I know what you did.
No, no, no. - Don't.
- Get off me, you pervert.
I know what you did to him.
(all shouting)
- Stop it, you're hurting him.
(all shouting)
- Miles left a note!
He left a note.
- Mel, come here.
- Mel. - No, stop.
- Mel.
This is ridiculous.
Whatever this note says, don't trust a fucking-
- [Ed] He is lying.
- [Mel] Rich.
- These boys are addicts.
Look at 'em.
We're talking about a kid we deal...
We chased him down over the whole fucking mountain.
(Mel breathing heavily)
Don't listen to any of this.
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- Officers,
you need to see this.
- This is a bit much, isn't it, Rich?
Rich, these, guys, these guys, they're just...
Who are you gonna trust?
These guys are fucking addicts.
They're fucking addicts.
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Oh, listen to her. (indistinct)
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(officer speaking indistinctly)
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(engine rumbling)
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(soft guitar music)
♪ All my thoughts are racing again ♪
♪ Reckless and sideways ♪
♪ Don't seem to end ♪
♪ Hold my breath ♪
♪ I'm walking away ♪
♪ Just fear from the fire ♪
♪ If you see me go in ♪
♪ Don't turn back ♪
♪ Just go and find my own way home ♪
♪ I'm going home ♪
♪ And I don't mind ♪
♪ Ain't no sense dragging you down ♪
♪ Chains to the ground ♪
♪ I'll carry my own weight ♪
♪ I'll get it right just biding my time ♪
♪ What sure shouldn't be mine ♪
♪ I don't trust me at all ♪
♪ Save your breath ♪
♪ I won't pull you in ♪
♪ If you slip nobody wins ♪
♪ I can't let you fall ♪
♪ Don't look back ♪
♪ Just go and find my own way home ♪
♪ I'll go it alone ♪
♪ And I don't mind ♪
♪ Ain't no sense dragging you down ♪
♪ Chains to the ground ♪
♪ I'll carry my own weight ♪
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(gentle string music)
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(no audio)