- [Narrator] Previously on Arctic Air.
- [Krista] He collapsed two days ago.
There's something wrong with his heart.
- Bobby can dominate a dinner party without even showing up.
Maybe he'll join us in bed tonight.
How many other women have you knocked up?
(Bobby shouts)
(Blake grunts)
(glass shatters)
- David is his father.
Hunter doesn't even know who you are.
(tender music)
- Morning.
- From Le Stock Pot?
Dark chocolate?
- Just taking them out of the oven when I got there.
- (giggles) You have gotta stop spoiling me.
Starting to feel guilty.
- Yeah, well, I know this was a big deal for you.
Me moving in here.
- Well, if I'd known it came with all these perks,
I would've suggested it months ago.
(Krista giggles)
- You ever been to Hawaii?
- (laughs) I hear Maui's nice.
- Think Mel would take a vacation?
- You wanna go to Hawaii with Mel?
- Yeah, I mean, sure, what the hell?
I mean, you know, if there was something going on,
but you know, otherwise.
No, not really.
- Okay, (laughs)
you've had way too much coffee this morning, haven't you?
Wait, where are you going?
Our flight's not till nine, right?
- I got some stuff I gotta do.
Eat your fruit.
See you at the hangar.
(Krista giggles)
(doors slam)
- What do you want me to do, Doc?
fly home in a busted plane?
- It's just a gauge.
- Manifold pressure.
Without it, Mel doesn't know how much engine power he's got.
- You angling for a job in maintenance?
- If I'm going up 8,000 feet in an aluminum box,
I wanna know everything's working.
- Do we have to stay here another night?
- No offense to your family or your uncle, Loreen,
the funeral was very nice,
but I have hunting guests coming to the lodge tomorrow.
- Relax, Cece will have a new gauge flown down.
We'll have you home by lunch.
- No, it's gonna take three days
to get that manifold pressure gauge.
- I am not spending another night in Watson Lake.
Send a pilot to pick us up.
You can fly down next week and fix the 206.
- [Cece] No pilots.
- What do you mean no pilots?
- (chuckles) They're all off doing God knows what.
Loreen away, the inmates are running the asylum.
- What about the Aylmer Run this afternoon?
- Lady Lou got her skis on?
- Oh yeah, she's all dolled up and waiting for you.
How was the funeral?
- Too much crying and singing.
Even for a country fan, like Warren.
15 aircraft, a dozen pilots, and no one can fly us home.
What's the point of owning a freakin' airline?
(objects thudding and clattering)
- Hello?
(door closes) - Morning, Cece.
Hey, uh, where's my plane for Fort Simpson?
She's not on the tarmac.
- Oh, well.
(box thuds)
Help me load this up.
I'll tow her out for you.
- Uh, sure, I just got some stuff I need to load.
- Why don't you grab that one?
There's a few more to come.
- And what are you doing here so early?
Don't you need eight hours rest between flights?
- Oh, we aren't flying for another hour.
I thought I'd catch up on some paperwork.
What about you?
Aren't you cutting into your beauty rest?
- Breakfast meeting.
- (laughs) Wow!
Bobby, you shouldn't have.
- Wow, that's gotta be $500 just for the roses.
- Who's Dev in love with this week? (giggles)
- No card.
- [Krista] Probably somebody's birthday.
- All I got was a cake.
- What?
Who's getting engaged?
Everyone here is either very married or very single.
- What are you doing here?
Ah, you're not supposed to be here till nine.
Okay, (exhales) you know,
this is not at all how I planned this, but...
What the hell.
Krista.
Marry me.
(tender music)
(Krista chuckles)
(rock music)
- (laughs) Wow, I'm--
I'm speechless.
It's...beautiful.
Can you give us a second?
- I was gonna stash everything on the plane
and surprise you once we took off.
- Yeah, I just-- - Trust me,
I was not planning on Bobby being part of the moment.
- Yeah, you- you blindsided me.
Now I- I've gotta go out there and-
and pretend everything's great.
- "Pretend?"
- (sighs) That's not what I meant.
- It's what you said.
- I just hate being the center of attention.
And now everybody's gonna wanna know.
- (chuckles) Stop worrying about everybody else.
I just asked you to spend the rest of your life with me.
- I know.
- You "know," that's, uh...
That's it? (door opens)
- Yeah, Blake, if you wanna help me tent the engine,
I can haul the beaver out on...
the tarmac...for you guys.
- Yeah, sure.
Nothing left to say here.
(Krista sighs)
- Problem solved!
Some of Warren's relatives decided to stay an extra week,
so I scooped their flight.
This is our pilot.
Chris from Copperwing.
- You're lucky they canceled.
Could've been waiting a week for a ride home.
I never thought I'd be rescuing Mel Ivarson.
You're like a living legend up here, man.
- I'm still alive, am I?
Glad to hear it.
- Well, yeah, for sure.
You're like the original Northern old-timer.
(Doc laughs)
- What are you laughing at?
You're older than me, pal.
- Warren's funeral is the third one I've been to this year.
We're dropping like flies.
- Speak for yourself.
Just spent the last 24 hours with this joker.
Get us home before I wring his scrawny neck.
- [Chris] All right, this way.
- Which one's mine? - That one.
- [Bobby] So have you set a date?
- Uh, no, I haven't given him an answer yet.
- Something made you hesitate!
- (scoffs) Yeah, I like to think before I speak.
- You're actually considering this, marrying Blake?
- Yes, I am.
Why?
- Well, you guys have been together, what?
A couple of months?
- 10, and we live together.
- [Bobby] Yeah, all of two weeks.
- Okay, is there something you wanna say to me, Bobby?
- (sighs) You and me.
There's always been this connection.
- (sighs) Why the hell are you doing this now?
- Hey!
I got Gerry to comp us a suite tonight.
View of the lake, king size bed, late check-out?
- You two are...yeah.
Wow, of course you are. (scoffs)
- Oh, sorry.
I- I didn't mean to--
- No, no, no.
Really, it's fine.
Bobby was just telling me an old story.
- Hm. (Bobby sighs)
- Krista!
(door slams)
(airplane engine roars)
- Most plane crashes happen in the first three minutes
after takeoff, or in the last eight minutes before landing.
- I can't believe you work for an airline.
When people call to buy tickets, do you like,
try to talk them out of it?
- Only the ones I like.
- When I graduate,
I'm gonna buy one of those round-the-world tickets.
How can you not like flying?
- You got discharge in your generator.
- It's probably just the gauge.
This plane gets a little high-maintenance
as soon as the mercury drops.
Don't worry about it.
- Humor me.
Shut off the master switch and pull the breakers.
- Oh, God.
- Is there something wrong?
- He's all wigged out over Warren's funeral.
Quit contemplating your mortality
and let the pilot fly his damn plane!
- If it's a short, you risk fire in the electrical system.
- You're used to those old junkers.
Compared to your DC-3, this is the space shuttle.
- Chris.
I've been through this before.
You wait for the problem to get worse...
- Oh, this is bad.
- Fine.
Just to get you off my back.
(Chris clicks radio) (tense music)
No radio, no instruments.
Not a fan of flying deaf and blind.
- I smell smoke!
- What?
- No, you don't.
That's just your fear.
- No, I smell it too.
- Can you see it, where's it coming from?
- You need to land.
Now, while you've still got control.
- Just please, listen to him!
- Come on now.
Let's bring her down, we can't be picky.
- Hey.
Hey, hey, everything's gonna be fine.
- Right there, the lake.
Start your descent.
(Loreen breathes heavily)
(tense music ends)
- You look like someone just stabbed you in the gut.
Should've told Krista how you felt.
- Krista is a close friend and that's all.
- Call her.
(somber music)
(airplane engine roars)
- So, I guess you don't wanna...
have lunch in Fort Simpson...anymore?
Okay, we'll just pick up our cargo,
and we'll head right back.
- You have any idea how this feels?
- You know me.
I hate being put on the spot.
- Krista, when we were in Vancouver,
you said that you wanted this to work.
- You just sprung it on me outta nowhere!
- We've been together for almost a year.
But, you know what?
I'm tired of doing this for both of us.
I'm not gonna try and talk you
into anything you obviously don't want to do.
- Blake, I didn't say I won't marry you.
(tender music)
(Krista chuckles)
(phone rings)
- [Blake] Yeah.
- Can you put Krista on?
- [Blake] Sure.
Hey, Bobby, do me a favor.
Put some champagne on ice.
Krista just said yes.
(Krista giggles)
(ominous music intensifies)
(women cough)
- [Mel] We're losing elevator control.
Let me try to take her down, okay?
- Okay.
- Turn master switch back on.
Breakers on one by one.
(Chris flips switches)
- Oh God.
I got nothing.
- Call ATC.
Set transponder to 7,700 and squawk indent.
- [Chris] Mayday, mayday, mayday.
Copperwing Airlines, Flight 636.
We have smoke. (coughs)
Possible fire in our electrical system.
This is Copperwing 636, do you copy?
(Loreen whimpers)
Radio's not working.
- Activate the ELT.
Everyone buckled in back there?
Lean your heads on your crossed arms.
(women whimper and cough)
- [Doc] Try to relax.
Let your body go soft.
Go with the motion.
- Get ready!
(airplane engine roars)
This is it!
(branches heavily scratching airplane)
(soft music)
- [Shontal] We still taking off for Frances Lake?
- You know, I should stick around.
Mel and Krista are both away.
- Yeah.
Sure.
Okay, you wanna tell me what's going on
between you and Krista?
- Oh, (chuckles) that ship has sailed.
- [Hailey] Bobby!
- What's wrong?
- Copperwing just called.
Loreen and Mel's plane went down.
- Do we know for sure the plane went down?
- Yeah, maybe it was just an emergency landing?
- The joint rescue coordination center got the signal
from the ELT.
- Maybe the pilot activated as a precaution.
- Look, what about Copperwing?
Didn't the pilot radio them?
- Hailey!
What's the last thing anyone heard from the plane?
- There's been no contact since it took off.
- Does JRCC have the coordinates?
- [Hailey] Yeah, they were about halfway back
from Watson Lake on this side of the mountains.
- How long till help gets there?
- Eight to 10 hours from Trenton.
- Ontario?
There's gotta be someone local.
- No, there's no rapid air response
outta Yellowknife anymore.
- [Bobby] But there must be someone closer.
Edmonton?
- No, everything goes through Trenton now.
- If anybody survived...
They'll freeze to death before the SAR techs get there.
- Blake and Krista are there in Fort Simpson,
and that's what, 15 minutes?
20 minutes from the coordinates?
- You can't ask Krista to fly over.
What if there's nothing left?
(tense music)
(airplane engine roars)
- "Might have gone down?"
What does that mean?
Do you know for sure my dad was on that plane?
- He called just before takeoff.
He said he was on his way home with Loreen, Caitlin,
and Doc Hossa.
- Okay, well, has anybody done a flyover to confirm?
- (sighs) No.
- [Krista] Has there been contact with the plane?
- No.
- Where are they, give me their coordinates.
- [Bobby] 6-2-decimal-0-7 North, 1-2-3-decimal-1-7 West.
- Okay, we'll be there in under 20.
- Krista, what happened?
- [Bobby] Call me as soon as you get there.
Krista...
I wish I was there with you.
- Just...get things moving, Bobby, please.
- You want me to take over?
- We're changing course...
to 6-2-decimal-0-7 North, 1-2-3-decimal-1-7 West.
- Got a decent first aid kit on board.
I did my emergency medical training.
If we can land...
- We're gonna land.
(airplane engine roars)
(tense music)
- What can I do?
- I gotta call Petra, Doc Hossa's daughter
and let her know that her dad was on the flight.
But I'm on hold with joint rescue in Ontario.
- Hey, have they deployed the Hercules yet?
- Hasn't left the base yet.
We can't wait, we gotta outfit our own medevac!
- Middle of nowhere?
No air strip?
You need a plane big enough for, what?
Five people, plus paramedics, plus equipment.
- Lady Lou.
She's got her skis on.
- The only ones who know how to land a DC-3
on skis are Mel and Krista.
- Can't be that different from flying it on wheels.
- Just because you can hike up a mountain,
doesn't mean you know how to ski down it.
- Look, haul the building supplies off
and outfit her as a medevac.
I'll find a pilot.
- Well, the only one I can think of is Axel Roth.
He used to train pilots for DC-3 on skis.
He retired a couple years ago.
(phone rings)
- [Bobby] Kirby!
Hey!
- It's bad, Bobby.
- What do you see?
- Just...pieces.
(gentle music)
Wreckage is scattered pretty far.
- [Bobby] What do you want to do?
Are you gonna land?
- There's...nowhere to land.
At the crash site, uh...
There's...a lake about half a kilometer,
and we can hike in.
- It's gonna take at least an hour,
especially carrying gear.
- We'll call you from the ground.
- The plane's been down under an hour.
You know, Mel's...walked away from crashes before.
- Not like this.
(somber music)
- Any luck tracking down Axel Roth?
- Well, he's headed to his trapline.
His daughter's trying to reach him.
How long till we leave here?
- Uh, 20 minutes.
- Soon as Axel calls, we're leaving.
- Look, I've tagged along on more than a few ski runs
over the years.
I know every inch of this old girl.
- Thanks, Cece.
(foreboding music)
- Krista, wait!
(Krista breathes heavily)
- [Krista] My dad would've been riding shotgun.
- Stay here.
Let me check it out.
It's not your dad!
(Krista breathes heavily)
I knew him.
He was a good guy.
- Is he...
- Yeah.
- Well...we've gotta keep looking.
- Krista, we don't know what we're gonna find here.
Why don't you let me go first?
- Blake!
- I just don't want you to have to see--
- Just help me find my dad.
- Over there.
Smoke...through the trees.
- Dad!
- Krista.
Tell me you brought a medevac.
- I'm so glad you're all right.
- Your dad pulled me out of the plane.
Built the fire.
- This is where I found Caitlin.
Didn't think I should move her.
- She was thrown all this way?
- Yeah, I think we hit a berm. (sniffs)
Tail snapped off one of the wings.
The nose is way the hell over there.
- Yeah, we found the pilot.
I thought...
- Ah, after Warren's funeral,
I didn't feel like attending my own.
- Where are you going?
- Gotta get Doc to the fire.
He's still trapped in the wreckage.
- Doc?
Wait!
- My head hurts a lot.
- It looks worse than it is.
We'll get you cleaned up, okay?
- Dad!
Go back to the fire.
Blake and I can move Doc.
- It's gonna be dark in four hours.
Temperature will drop like a rock.
- You just survived a plane crash!
Your body can't take the stress.
- I'm fine.
(Krista sighs)
- Mel says my back might be broken.
- He's just being cautious.
Probably best you stay here.
Just try and relax.
- Okay.
- You're doing great, Caitlin.
We're gonna get you outta here as soon as we can.
How's your dad?
- Insane.
I'm gonna go help him with Doc.
- He's supposed to fly the Aylmer Run today.
- Let me get everyone stabilized here.
I'll give you a hand.
- (sighs) Thanks.
Call Bobby.
Give him an update and find out where the medevac is.
(phone rings)
- [Hailey] Arctic Air.
- Hello?
Who's this?
- Loreen?
It's Hailey.
Are you okay?
What happened?
How's Mel?
- He built a fire.
- Loreen, it's Bobby.
You and Mel are okay?
- [Loreen] Yeah.
- [Bobby] What about the others?
- Krista went with Mel.
- And who's with you?
- A girl.
She's hurt pretty bad.
Paramedic's with her.
- Paramedics are there?
- [Loreen] Yeah.
Did the building supplies get up to Gail Bishop at Elmer?
- [Bobby] Don't worry about that, Loreen.
What about Doc?
What's his condition?
- They're pulling him out of the plane.
- He's alive?
- I don't know.
I'll find out.
(ominous music)
- [Bobby] Loreen?
Loreen?
- [Hailey] We lost her.
- Let's just get her back.
You know, I'd love to know where those paramedics came from.
- Maybe Copperwing coordinated something.
I'll call Axel's daughter and tell her we don't need him.
- Petra, I called your cell!
I didn't know you were in town.
- I got your message.
Have you heard anything about my dad?
- No, but the paramedics are on site with Krista and Blake.
- Okay, well, let me talk to them.
- We lost the satellite signal.
Look, Hailey will take care of it.
Where's Connor?
- I left him at a friend's house.
I haven't told him yet.
- I wanna call my brother...
Before he finds out about the crash.
- You don't need to worry about that.
We'll call Nelson.
Loreen?
- I don't want him to think I'm dead.
- Well, Loreen just called the office.
I'm sure somebody's calling your brother right now.
How far away are the SAR techs?
- [Loreen] I think I need to sit down.
- [Blake] You okay?
- I feel a bit lightheaded.
- Talk to Bobby?
- Hailey.
- And?
Loreen.
Is help on the way?
- Everything's fine.
- Where's the phone?
- I don't know, it hurts my eyes to talk.
- What do you mean it hurts your eyes?
You have a...you have a headache?
- Yes.
- You've been through a lot.
Why don't...
we move you over here?
There we go.
You and Caitlin need to keep each other warm.
I have to find the phone.
Okay, I'll be right back.
Don't go anywhere.
(ominous music)
(people chattering)
- Hey, I just got off the phone with Copperwing,
and they didn't send any paramedics.
- But Loreen said they were on site.
- If they are, I don't know who sent them.
- It's more likely Loreen's in shock.
She's not thinking straight.
- Have you heard anything from Krista or Blake?
- [Hailey] Still no answer on the SAT phone.
- Man, we've wasted 25 minutes.
Look, call Axel.
We've gotta go.
- He left for the trapline.
We missed the only window we had to reach him.
- The temperature's dropping.
If- if the wind comes up,
they're...
- I'll take DC-3 with Shontal.
- Whoa.
How many hours have you logged on skis?
- Look, I've flown on other planes on skis,
and I flew the DC-3 with my dad.
I've watched him land in skis a hundred times.
- Okay, explain to me how crashing is gonna help
bring our people home.
- We're not gonna crash!
You flew in war zones.
If anyone can handle this, it's you.
- You don't even know the situation yet.
Let's just wait until we hear back from Krista.
- Look, I'm not gonna sit on my ass and do nothing
while five people freeze to death!
Look, Hailey!
Call our paramedics and let 'em know
that I wanna be wheels-up in 15.
- Okay.
- You are not flying without a co-pilot.
- I was supposed to fly to Aylmer with Mel today.
- Dev.
- I've been studying the section in the manual.
- I guess you're hired.
(tense music)
- [Krista] It's wedged tight behind the tree.
If it's cut the artery, we can't move you.
- Just be ready to put pressure on it.
(Doc cries in pain)
- We need to build a fire and wait for the SAR techs.
- Best chance for survival is keeping everyone together,
and Caitlin's hurt.
Be good to have a doctor over there with her.
- Stop talking and bloody well do it!
- No.
We need leverage, I'll find something.
Stay here.
Don't die.
Don't want you traumatizing my kid.
- [Doc] Stop playing superhero, Mel.
You were in the crash too.
You need to rest!
- I know, I tried.
He's impossible.
(Mel breathes heavily)
(Mel grunts)
(tense music)
(Doc screams)
- Just...take a break.
- Oh God, listen to her!
You look like shit.
- Here we go.
This will work better.
Krista, gimme a hand.
Ready?
1, 2, 3!
(Doc screams)
Pads, pads!
More pads from the kit!
- [Doc] Pressure point on the inner thigh.
Put pressure on.
- Where's the phone?
- Couldn't find it.
- [Krista] Blake!
- Stay close, keep warm.
I'll be right back!
- His artery's cut.
- You've got it.
Tie it off tight.
- Doc.
Hang in there.
- Hold it tight.
Looks like he's lost a lot of blood.
- [Mel] Yeah.
- [Blake] Can you check the wound?
Has it stopped?
- I think so.
- Okay.
Let's get him bandaged up.
- You buggered it all to hell this time, Ivarson.
- Well, we'll see about that.
Unlike you, I don't lose patients.
We'll give you a minute.
Then we'll haul you back to the fire.
- You can't wait.
You gotta get 'em outta here now.
- We don't have room for everyone.
- I'll stay with Caitlin.
Loreen's in shock.
She lost the SAT phone.
- What?
- Something's not right,
but she can probably walk to the plane.
- (sighs) I'm not gonna leave you and Caitlin here!
- We'll build a shelter.
Keep the fire going.
We'll be fine.
Doc's gonna die if you don't get him to a hospital.
I'll send Loreen over.
But don't wait.
She'll catch up.
- O-okay.
I'm gonna radio for help as soon as I get back to the plane.
- Fly safe.
I'll see you at home.
Where's Loreen?
- [Caitlin] She said she went to find Mel.
I thought you'd all left.
- Did you see which way she went?
- I told her not to go. (sobs)
- Oh, it's okay, everyone's all right.
I just need to find Loreen, okay?
I'll be right back.
- [Caitlin] (sobbing) No, don't leave me!
- You're safe here, okay?
Everything's all right.
I'll be right back!
- No, please don't leave!
- Gonna be a hell of a trek back to the plane.
(Mel groans)
- Are you okay, what happened?
- Probably just a cracked rib.
(airplane engine roars)
- Oh, thank God.
- That's a DC-3 engine.
- It's ours.
- Who the hell's flying my plane?
(tense music)
- [Dev] The snow is nicely drifted.
Lots of open space.
We must avoid the overflow there.
- Break through the crust,
it'll take us two days to dig her out.
- We'll stay away from the dark patches.
We've got room.
- It's gotta be a solid three point landing.
Skis and tail wheel down at the same time.
- I know.
- Once it's down, we can't turn her around.
- We will need every inch of the lake for our takeoff.
- So bring her down short, stop her dead.
- Ah, we didn't fly all the way here to screw it up now.
- Strap in tight, folks.
This landing might be a little rough.
(music intensifies) (airplane engine roars)
Stall speed is 65 knots.
You want to touch down just before you hit that.
- Air speed, 115 knots.
- That's too fast.
- Prop levers?
- Uh, full forward.
- You're coming in way too fast!
- [Bobby] Flaps down.
- Selected.
Traveling.
Air speed, 100 knots, decreasing.
- Takeoff power.
- Remove power, or full power for takeoff?
- Maximum power, maximum!
(Bobby groans)
(airplane engine roars)
- Oh, what the hell are they doing?
- Pilot's probably just doing a quick low-and-over,
getting a look at the ice.
(Mel grunts)
Where are you going?
- To get Doc loaded on this thing.
- No, we're not gonna load him now!
They're gonna come around again.
- Bobby can't land her on skis.
- Bob--
What makes you think it's Bobby?
- Sure as hell isn't someone who knows what they're doing.
- [Cece] Okay, that's it.
Bring her back around.
- Air speed, 73.
- Wind looks about 10 knots on the nose.
- That'll do.
Land smack into it,
we might even have shot of slowing her down.
All you gotta do is steer straight.
- Loreen!
Loreen!
Loreen.
Hey.
- It's cold.
- You got a pretty good size goose egg here.
Remember hitting your head in the crash?
- Crash?
- Okay.
Let's get you back to the fire.
Caitlin's waiting for us.
Up you go.
Whoa.
- I don't think I can see anything outta this eye.
- Okay.
Just relax.
We'll keep you warm.
(Krista grunts)
- Come on!
Dad? (Mel shouts)
Dad?
- What happened?
- Oh my God.
He's having a heart attack!
(music intensifies)
- Coming in steep.
- [Dev] 67.
- Nice and slow.
Easy does it.
- 66.
- Sink rate's too high!
- You're behind the airplane now!
- Don't you leave me, not like this.
- [Doc] Mel.
Where's the pain?
- [Mel] Here.
- On his side!
- You feel a tightening in your chest?
A pressure?
(Mel groans) - [Krista] No.
- This come on suddenly?
Is the pain getting worse?
- Bad...for a while.
- Come and go?
- Constant.
Worse!
- Lift his shirt.
Check his abdomen.
(Mel grunts)
- It's rock hard.
It's not his heart?
- You take one to the gut during the crash?
(Mel wheezes)
- What is it?
- Internal bleeding.
- What do I do?
- Get him to the hospital.
Fast.
- They're coming around again.
- I told you.
Bobby.
No freaking clue.
- [Doc] You can't wait!
Take your dad!
Go!
- Easy.
- [Caitlin] Loreen?
Loreen?
Blake, she isn't moving.
- Loreen?
Loreen.
- [Caitlin] Is she breathing?
- No.
Come on, Loreen, come back to me.
- Loreen!
Loreen! (cries)
- It's getting late.
- He's right, kid.
We're running out of time here.
- I can do this.
I watched my dad do it over and over.
He said there's a sweet spot you can feel,
just before 65 knots.
She wants to come down in that perfect three point landing.
Just gotta steer her steady.
- What's wrong with her?
- Maybe swelling on the brain.
Her body's shutting down.
(airplane engine roars)
- Please just land.
(somber music)
(airplane engine roars)
- Come on.
(music intensifies)
- 70 knots.
- Steer her true, Bobby.
- Here we go!
- Put her down right on the button of 65.
- 66 knots.
- [Cece] Find that sweet spot.
- 65.
(airplane rumbles)
- That's it!
Bring her up short!
That's good, now drag her tail!
(Dev gasps)
(Cece laughs)
- Way to go, Bobby.
(Bobby and Cece laugh)
- [Bobby] Krista!
Krista!
- Bobby!
- You okay?
- [Krista] Bobby.
Thank God.
(paramedics shouting)
(somber music)
- [Blake] Loreen's got a closed-head injury.
- [Hailey] How bad is she?
- [Blake] I don't know.
At least she's breathing again.
- [Hailey] What about the others?
- Looks like the pilot died instantly.
We should be touching down in about... 25 minutes.
- I hope they can last that long.
- Paramedics are doing everything they can.
Mel regained consciousness.
It's a really good sign.
(Krista sniffles)
- Three tries to land?
- I'll do better next time.
- Mandatory ski training.
Everybody gets practice.
- [Krista] I'll leave the pilot training to you and Krista.
- Just because we're modernizing,
doesn't mean you let old skills go.
- Hey.
No final words, Mel, you're not dying.
Do you hear me?
- Four of us.
Bad shape.
If one makes it, better hope it's Loreen.
You need her.
- Mel...
Shut up.
Save your energy.
We're almost home.
- My worst nightmare.
When you were kids...
You two getting together.
Now...
If you can get past whatever shit...
You two make a hell of a team.
(Krista sniffles)
(music intensifies)
- Hang on, Mel.
- Hey, are they out yet?
- Well, fortunately Caitlin's young.
Her bones are made her rubber, she'll be fine.
- What about Loreen?
- She's in post-op.
Surgeons relieved the pressure on her brain.
They think she's gonna be okay.
Blake probably saved her life.
- So did you.
You guys got there just in time.
- Mel...
He's gonna be in surgery for a while.
Doctors say it's a miracle he made it this far.
- What about grandpa?
Is he gonna be okay?
- Yeah.
He's a tough old guy,
and he's got good doctors.
Where's David?
- He's in Tuk.
He lives up there full time now.
We separated last month.
- Oh, sorry, I had no idea.
- Connor and I were in Yellowknife looking for a place
when you called.
- Well, tell me if you need some help.
- I might take you up on that.
(tender music)
- Hey.
How you doing?
- I sh-
I should have known he was hurt.
If he hadn't tried to save Doc, all that extra...
stress and exertion, I--
He was killing himself, I didn't even know.
- Hey, hey, look, stop.
You did good.
And he'll be outta surgery soon,
and he'll be yelling at me before you know it. (chuckles)
- (chuckles) You're an idiot.
What the hell were you thinking trying to land on skis?
- "Trying?"
I did it!
- Thank God for your giant ego.
- (scoffs) Um, thanks.
- Your total lack of impulse control.
- Okay, you can stop anytime now.
- (cries) You saved his life.
(Bobby sighs)
- Krista.
Doctor needs to talk to you.
- Is my dad outta surgery?
- There's been a complication.
(somber music)
(rock music)