(dramatic music) - Previously on Arctic Air.
- What we have is s■x, that's it.
- Love the honesty.
- My daughter's porkin' him.
They think they're keeping it a secret.
- How am I supposed to run maintenance, fix every friggin'
plane and still screw off on some Arctic tour?
- His old man, greatest northern pilot ever flew.
God rest his soul.
- [Bobby] Never found the wreckage.
- You'll wanna bring down your airspeed.
- Airspeed's fine.
- You should adjust your trim tabs.
- Why don't you fix engines and I fly?
- And you're way the hell off course.
- I know.
Twin Lakes Air was flying to that new diamond mine up
at Great Bear and they spotted an old wreckage
not far from here.
- And? - And I wanna check it out.
- What for?
- Could be my dad's.
Look, until they opened that mine,
no one was flying up here.
That old wreck has been down there for a while.
- What the hell would your dad be doing way out here?
He'd have been miles off course.
- If he was on course, we would have found him
right after he disappeared.
- There's hundreds of wrecks out here.
- I've wondered what happened to my dad for 17 years.
- Why are we short pilots?
- King Air had to make an emergency landing near
Moose River, a leak in the fuel bladder.
Pilots got stuck there, had to send Astrid to pick them up.
- Well, what about the plane, how are we gonna get it back?
- Cece is going up to fix it, it could take a few days.
Booby's playing chauffeur, figured he was the least
useful around here.
- We keep dickin' around up here,
we're gonna run out of fuel.
- You see that?
- What?
- Looked like metal, I'm gonna bring her down
for a closer look.
(dramatic music)
- There's somethin' there.
- I'm gonna land on that flat spot.
- Are you outta your friggin' mind?
There could be anything under that snow!
Rocks, holes, a dead-fall!
- I got this.
- [Cece] What you've got is absolutely nothing
north of your eyebrows.
(both groaning) (dramatic music)
- [Bobby] You okay?
- Well, you arsed this up real good, and for what?
Some old wreck, got nothin' to do with nothin'.
How the hell you even gonna know it's your father's plane?
- Tail letters.
CT Victor Alpha Kilo.
I'd never forget that.
(dramatic music)
- Where's Mel?
- Interviewing a new pilot.
- He taking him up soon?
- If the guy doesn't say anything to piss him off
in the next few minutes.
- So here's the plan, I'm gonna tell Mel I'm taking off
for a couple of days, when he takes the pilot up
for a test flight, I'll fire up the other plane.
All you gotta do is jump in.
You got 15 minutes.
- Guess he did okay.
- I'm not gettin' in a plane with that idiot.
He'd kill us on take off.
Don't you two have a long weekend?
- Yeah, I was gonna fly up to the lodge.
- And you, what are your plans?
- Plans? No plans.
I was going to hang out in Yellowknife
and have some beers with some friends.
- Didn't know you had any.
I've got a few minutes before I interview the next bonehead.
I'll help you prep your plane.
- That's okay.
- GPS was acting up, I wanna make sure it's working okay.
- Sure.
(light music)
- Dad.
- Well, the landing gear's buggered beyond repair.
We're out of radio range and no one's expectin'
to hear from us for at least three days.
We're hooped.
(dramatic music)
- You think he suffered?
- Plane's busted up pretty bad.
- Yeah, but dad was pretty tough.
- That he was.
- It's just, I don't like to think-
- He was probably dead when he hit the ground, Bobby.
I'm gonna go try the radio again.
- Hurry up, come on!
- Okay, one more.
- Are you kidding?
- Be right back.
- Why the hell you still hanging around?
- I was...
Waiting for Dev, we're going to grab a beer, hey, Dev!
- Oh, you do have a friend.
Nice to see them hanging out together after work.
- Yeah. - That GPS is bagged.
Take this one.
- Oh, thanks.
- Have a good trip.
(light music)
- Still nothin' on the radio.
- Someone will find us.
Twin Lakes flies to the mine pretty regularly.
- Once a week.
And on the off chance that this is our lucky day,
it would help if we had a fire for them to spot.
- Why do you think he was so far off course?
- Who knows?
Weather, engine trouble.
Maybe he was chasing a herd of caribou.
It was huntin' season, wasn't it?
It's supposed to go to 15 below.
Be nice if we had a fire some time this century.
- You know what, nobody can start this crap.
It's soaking wet.
- Well, your dad taught me an old Indian trick, stand back.
Matches.
I said, stand back.
Sacred gasoline.
Works every time.
Well, I did my part, now you do yours.
Build us a lean-to.
(Bobby hammering)
Might wanna work the ground a bit first.
- What do you know about building a lean-to?
- Not a hell of a lot.
Never did care much for campin'.
Your dad, on the other hand, he loved being out in the bush.
He used to take two weeks off every winter, go trappin'.
- Most people would head south for the holidays.
Dad went north.
- I remember this one time, middle of winter,
he was out on his trap line, big storm comes up.
He was two weeks late gettin' home.
Your poor mother was sick with worry.
- Yeah, she could always get herself wound up.
You know, my dad said it was because she was part French.
- Yeah, well, the French part of her sent out this big
search party, well, they didn't find anything.
Week later, he comes waltzing back into town
with a big load of moose meat on his back.
Never understood what all the fuss was about.
- Last time I heard that one, it was caribou.
- No, no, moose, definitely moose, I was there.
(soft music)
- If he lives through the crash,
he might have been able to hunt.
Could've survived a long time.
- You'll make yourself crazy thinking about it.
- We could use more firewood.
- Got the fire started, boiled the water...
Now I'm gatherin' firewood.
Probably have to build the friggin' lean-to
when I get back.
- If you hadn't needed those extra bags,
we would've gotten away hours ago.
- Maybe if your dad hadn't showed up with that stupid GPS...
And these...
Are essential supplies.
- How much do you really need for three days?
- Oh, you'll see.
When we're at your dad's lodge, settled on a bear-skin rug,
in front of a roaring fire. (light music)
- There are bears where we're going,
but they aren't sprawled out on the floor.
- I don't care if there are werewolves where we're going.
I'm not planning on leaving that lodge all weekend.
- Really? - Yeah.
I mean, not only do I get you all to myself...
I don't have to sneak around in the middle of the night
to avoid your roommates.
Imagine, I actually get to wake up next to you.
- When did you become such a romantic?
- I always have been.
Just waiting for a chance to show ya.
(suspenseful music)
(Cece groaning)
- Bobby!
Bobby!
(light music) (Cece groaning)
- We're gonna have to pull it out.
- Go ahead.
- Gonna have to cut off the circulation,
try to control the bleeding.
(Cece groaning)
Okay, on three.
- Will you just pull the damn thing out?
(Cece screaming)
- Okay, come in.
Oh.
Oh, yeah.
- This is the lodge?
- [Krista] It's great, isn't it?
- Oh, it's something.
Lotta dead things.
- That was my first caribou.
- Your first?
- [Krista] Yeah, took it down with one shot
right through the heart.
- I never realized you were so into...
Shooting stuff.
- Well, a girl's gotta eat.
Make yourself at home, I'm gonna get some more wood.
- Okay.
(romantic music)
- What is this?
- Who said...
That a hunting shack can't be romantic?
- [Krista] Oh.
- Get any sleep?
- 15 friggin' below.
Bleedin' like a stuck pig.
Hungry enough to eat the arsehole out of a skunk.
Yeah, I slept like a baby.
- Obviously not a morning person.
Infection's setting in.
- Things around here are going from worse to shit
real fast, aren't they?
- I shoulda put this on the wound right after
I pulled the stick out.
- Ow!
Jeez, what is that stuff?
(Bobby speaking foreign language)
- [Cece] English?
- Inner bark of the tamarack tree.
- What's it supposed to do?
- I cut my hand when I was hunting with my dad once.
He used it as a poultice.
- Did it actually work?
- I still got my hand.
I just hope I got it on you in time.
- Just want you to know I could start on Monday.
- How about we see what you got first?
Engine number one just failed, number two is running hot.
What do you do?
- Throttle back on two. - Did you feather one?
Because if you didn't, that prop is windmilling now.
More than one way to wreck a plane.
- Yes, sir.
- Your oil pressure on two is dropping, now what do you do?
- Um.
Well, I think that-
- Not about thinking!
You gotta react instantly, and you gotta react right.
- I'm gettin' the hell out of this place.
That guy's a total nightmare!
(radio chattering)
- Bobby and I used to come here with our dads all the time.
- My dad used to take me to the golf course.
- We'd have ice fishing competitions and snowshoe races.
- Something to be said for golf carts.
- Well, these claw marks look fresh.
Must be one hungry bear trying to fatten himself up
before he goes to sleep.
- Bear?
- Yeah.
- [Blake] Claws are pretty big.
- We once got chased by a bear.
Bobby and I had snuck out to pick blueberries
and this mama bear came outta nowhere.
Bobby tried to scare her off with some rocks
but she just kept comin' at us, so we climbed a tree-
- Okay, okay, Bobby the bear, I get it.
Can we go back now?
- Wanna race?
- Not...
Really.
(Bobby speaking foreign language)
Great hunter returns, we're dining on elite meat
tonight, my friend.
- Beginner's luck.
- Dad taught me a few things.
Probably snared more rabbits than you've fixed engines.
- Not only are you a shitty fire starter
and lean-to builder...
You're also...
(dramatic music)
- You're sweating.
Gotta check your bandage.
- Fine, leave it alone.
- I gotta get you outta here.
Can we brace the gear with this one?
- Try and bend it.
Well, you need something with some tensile strength
to wrap around it, that landing gear is busted up
pretty bad, it's no easy fix.
Damn near impossible when you're scavenging parts
from a 17 year old wreck.
- It's my dad's wreck.
- Hey.
What are you doing?
- I was gonna go get us some trout for breakfast.
You know, sit by the fire, eat some fish.
Maybe have a little champagne with it.
(romantic music) Romantic.
- I hate fish.
- I didn't know that.
(light music)
- Maybe it's because we never eat together.
- Well, I'll be back soon.
- Hey, wait, look, I thought the whole purpose
of going away for the weekend was so we could relax.
You know?
Sleep late?
- I can't really sleep in.
Never could.
- Oh.
I didn't know that.
I guess that's because we never wake up together.
- You could come with me.
- Ice fishing?
- Wait here, got some paperwork for ya.
- Sure.
- Finally found one who wasn't totally clueless.
- Hey, hon, wanna grab me a coffee?
- Pot's in the next room.
- Loreen.
You might wanna stay on my good side.
Cream.
Two sugars.
- My friends call me Loreen.
You can call me Ms. Cassaway and get off my desk.
- No one likes a secretary with attitude, Loreen.
- Kiss my ass, flyboy.
- Did you hear what she just said to me?
- Yeah.
Don't let the door hit you on the way out.
- Have a nice day, hon.
- Put some muscle into it.
The piece has gotta be tight enough to brace
the landing gear, keep it from wobblin'.
(Bobby groaning)
- Tight as it's gonna get.
- Okay.
Just grab onto that strut and pull it towards you.
See if it moves.
Aw, jeez, you gotta hit 40,
45 miles an hour to get this thing in the air.
(Cece groaning)
Never gonna happen with that landing gear
wobblin' all over the place.
- We should try somethin' else.
- I don't know how much time I got here, Bobby.
(dramatic music)
(Cece screaming)
- Look, all you need is to get a little bit of a rest
for a while.
(Cece groaning)
I got you.
- Bad news?
- The infection is spreading up your leg.
We've gotta re-open the wound.
Make the channel wider so it can drain.
- I don't see a doctor anywhere around here.
- I can do it.
- You think you got the stomach for it?
- There's not much I can do about the pain.
Do you wanna bite on a stick or somethin'?
- I already got a messed up leg.
I don't need to break half my teeth on top of it.
- Just don't move, okay?
- You do your part, I'll do mine.
(Cece screaming)
- We haven't heard from them yet, Marie.
Cece thought it would take at least three days to fix
the King Air and they're out of radio range.
I'll call as soon as I hear something.
Okay, bye.
Marie wants Cece back, too, so don't even start
with where's my bloody plane?
Besides, we don't have enough pilots around here anyway.
- Maybe we should just hire a few more rampies
and train 'em quick.
- We need someone to fly planes now, Mel.
- No way I'm hiring any of these losers.
- Maybe you're being a little too hard on them.
- I rest my case.
- Gotta get some more wood.
(dramatic music)
(Bobby chuckling)
(dramatic music)
It was birds.
A flock of snow geese came up underneath him.
- Birds.
All those years of flying.
A bunch of friggin' birds that get him.
- Broke both legs in the crash.
Must have been in a lot of pain.
He had to crawl to a sheltered spot to build his lean-to.
- Is there any sign of him?
- No, there wouldn't be after all this time.
(Cece laughing)
- Two broken legs.
I bet he built a better lean-to than you did.
- There's over 14 entries.
One for each day that he survived.
"Fire not possible.
"Wet wood, no dry tinder,
"matches lost in crash.
"Killed a ptarmigan with a rock, ate it raw, prefer cooked.
"Clear night, northern lights are putting on a show.
"Remembering that Christmas at Mel's lodge.
"All four of us out on the dog sled.
"Feeling a little sick, thinking about you
"all the time, Yvonne.
"Bobby, Deanna, you're growing up strong.
"I love all of you."
That's the first time he ever said he loved me.
- You fell out of that tree and broke your ribs.
He slept in a chair beside your bad for a week.
Hockey season.
Gettin' up all those mornings to take you to practice.
He even bought a suit for your grade seven graduation.
Sat there proud as a peacock.
Sounds like he gave up at the end, though.
That's not like him.
- There's more.
"Gonna rest a bit, figure out how to get out of here.
"Make some crutches, gonna spend more time
"with you guys when I get home."
- Well, that's Silas.
- Thought the idea was to catch fish.
- The idea is to get here early in the morning
when the fish are biting.
- It's barely light out, they're in freezing
cold water under a foot of ice.
How do they know it's not early morning?
Why does this feel so strange?
- What? - Us.
It's like we barely know each other.
- I don't know.
- Maybe it's because we've never really talked.
- We talk.
- Yeah, sure, "What's the manifold pressure in number two?"
It's not exactly what I'd call deep conversation.
- No, we talk about more than just that.
- Really?
Okay, well, you know me so well, what's my favorite movie?
- Top Gun.
- Not even close.
- Apollo 13.
Okay, what is it?
- Think I made my point.
(soft music)
What are you so afraid of?
Is it because of Bobby?
- Oh, no, don't go all jealous male on me.
Bobby and I have known each other forever and that's all.
- Well, then what is it?
Why the big wall?
- This isn't easy for me and...
I don't know why.
I'm trying, I asked you to come away with me.
Doesn't that mean anything?
- Princess Bride.
- What?
- The Princess Bride, that's my favorite movie.
(bright music)
- That's your favorite movie?
- Yes.
It is, why, what's yours, Deer hunter?
- No.
My favorite movie is The Princess Bride.
(Krista laughing)
- Really? - Yeah.
- Oh, God.
(Krista laughing)
- Okay, stay calm, stay calm. - What do I do?
Oh, God, it's gonna be so small.
- It's gotta be tight enough to stabilize
the gear, otherwise...
We'll never get the speed for takeoff.
(Bobby groaning)
- Damn it!
(Cece laughing)
- No use.
You'll never get that strong enough to hold up on its own.
If we're not back tonight...
They're gonna come lookin' for us.
Can't we just get warm and wait for help?
- You know what that means?
- It means you don't have to kill yourself.
This plane can't be fixed.
- It means giving up.
- Please just take me to the fire.
(dramatic music)
- Anything from Bobby and Cece?
How long does it take to fix a damn fuel leak?
- According to Cece, at least three days.
You know we're not expected to hear from them
'til this afternoon.
- I can hope, can't I?
- Got another pilot to see.
- I'm done.
Tell him to come back when Krista and Blake are here.
See how they like dealing with idiots.
- This idiot works for Twin Lakes Air.
- Maybe it wouldn't hurt to say hello.
- Oh, you really wanna poach someone from them, don't you?
- Would kinda make my day.
- Right outside.
(phone ringing) (light music)
- Did you forget to close the door?
- I thought I shut it.
- [Krista] Oh, God, a bear.
- Where?
- Oh, don't worry, long gone with all our food.
Oh.
Drunk on champagne.
I give up.
Let's get outta here.
- I don't know, this place is startin' to grow on me.
- Blake, no food.
- Got trout.
- You hate fish.
(light music) - Yeah, well, I caught
those fish.
I'm gonna eat 'em.
- What's happened to you?
- I don't know.
Fresh air, nature, that sexy plaid jacket you're wearing.
- Do you wanna talk about it?
- Nope.
(dramatic music)
- Stay warm, Cece.
- Bobby.
Tell Marie and the kids...
I love them.
- Tell them yourself.
(dramatic music)
(Bobby speaking foreign language)
You'll have to do.
Cece!
Cece, wake up!
We're getting out of here.
Cece?
Just hang on, I'm getting you home.
(Bobby groaning)
(dramatic music)
Hang in there a little longer, Cece.
Come on!
Come on, fly!
- Your number one engine just shut down.
Whoa, what the hell are you doin'?
- Shutting down number one.
- It's an exercise.
Kinda risky to turn the engine off.
- It's nothing compared to the stuff I did in Iraq.
- You were in Iraq?
- Didn't you read my resume?
- Guess I skimmed it, U.S. Air Force?
- Yup, two tours.
Flew F-16s.
- Why aren't you flying for one of the big airlines?
- I got a thing for DC-3s.
My grandfather took me up in one when I was just a kid.
- He was a pilot?
- Yeah, Tuskegee airman.
World War II.
He flew DC-3s after.
Loved them.
And he taught me to love 'em, too.
- I kinda value loyalty in my pilots.
(light music)
- You wanna know why I'm leaving Twin Lakes?
They're scrapping their last DC-3.
- Heartless bastards.
- Exactly.
- Go ahead, switch her off, see if you can impress me.
- Can I get up now? - Not yet.
Okay, I'll get out first, when the coast is clear,
I'll wave.
- Wait, what, how am I supposed to see anything?
I'm looking at a wall.
- Improvise.
- To hell with this.
- You're both back at the same time.
Now, that's a coincidence.
- [Bobby] This is Arctic Air Flight 215!
We've got a medical emergency onboard.
- What's the problem?
- Cece is hurt real bad.
He's unconscious.
- We'll have help waiting.
- This is Arctic Air, we've got an emergency.
We need an ambulance on the field right away.
- Marie, it's Loreen.
Cece is hurt.
- How are you doing?
- I found his plane.
- What?
- I found my dad's plane.
- Bobby.
- Oh, my God, Cece, what have you done to yourself now?
I'm here, I'm right here, everything's all right.
We're gonna take good care of you.
- What the hell happened?
- He was alive.
My dad.
14 days.
- Don't worry, Loreen, Cece is gonna be fine.
Just came from the hospital, whole damn
Cooper Circus is there.
Flowers, what the hell would Cece do with flowers?
Just send a case of beer to his house or somethin'.
All right, I'll get it myself.
Flowers.
I gotta go buy some damn beer.
- How is your sister doing?
- She took it hard.
You know, I thought finding his plane
would help me feel better about losing him.
Just made me wish I had more time with him.
- There were a lot of good times.
- Yeah.
- The bear. - The bear.
- Oh, man, he gave us shit for being out there alone.
- Yeah, but I could tell that he was proud
that we handled it ourselves.
(Krista laughing)
I keep thinking about those 14 days.
We could've saved him.
- You looked for him for months.
Going out every day, exhausted.
I was scared you were gonna crash.
And I'd lose you, too.
You did everything you could.
- I miss him.
(dramatic music)
All the time.
- Me too.
(dramatic music)