- [Announcer] Previously on Arctic Air...
- Blake.
- After I broke off my engagement with Krista,
I'm sure as hell not gonna walk away
just because it makes her uncomfortable to have me around.
- Kimbo The Assassin Comstock!
- Them Comstock brothers,
got their fingers in all sorts of crap.
- You're going down, McAllister.
- We're experiencing some turbulence.
You'll have to fasten your seat belt, please.
- Are you pilot or a friggin' stewardess?
Here it is, what a beauty.
- Please do not touch the seats with that greasy instrument.
- You're a cleaning lady, too, now, are you?
- A pilot has many responsibilities.
- Search and rescue happen to be one of them?
- What?
- [Cece] You think you can land down there?
- I can certainly try.
- He's alive.
- We're going to get you to a hospital.
We're going to fly you there.
(man groaning)
- It's too late, fellas.
I'm all done in.
I didn't think I'd go this way.
Especially when I finally found
Swiftwater Hank McGee's lost claim.
- Yeah, sure, look, you just take it easy.
We'll get you to the hospital...
- You can have the claim, fellas.
It's millions.
No good to me now.
- Millions?
- There's a map.
In my cabin.
You stake the claim.
Millions.
Millions in gold.
All yours.
- No, he's just passed out.
- Gold?
Millions?
We're rich!
(dramatic music)
- Hey, relax.
Coffee in bed.
- Oh, no.
I am not falling for that again.
- What's the hurry?
- I'm late?
You're late.
And I still have to go home and get my work clothes.
- This is crazy.
- Yeah, it is crazy.
Mel's totally on my ass about being late.
- I mean, this.
You running around and having to go home every morning.
And your stuff is just all over the place.
- Okay, where is my...
- Hmm?
- Ooh!
Hello.
- Look, I think you should be bringing
your work clothes here.
And I'll give you a drawer to put your stuff in.
- A drawer?
- I'll clean one out tonight!
- I'll see you at work.
- It's too bad about the old man.
The doctors are very pessimistic.
- Yeah, well, we all gotta go sometime,
and I guess today is Charlie McGray's time.
- We should go to his cabin immediately.
- What for?
- To find the map.
The gold.
Saltwater Hank.
(both laughing)
- It's Swiftwater, by the way.
Swiftwater Hank.
That's just an old story.
- A story with gold in it.
I would very much like to hear it.
- Okay.
About a hundred years ago,
a couple of trappers came across Hank dead in the bush,
mauled by a grizzly.
Anyway, they found a note or something on him
that said he'd found this great motherlode of gold.
Yeah, sure, right?
Well, in his pocket they found a nugget
the size of an orange.
Well, every prospector in the Yukon
went looking for that gold, but nobody ever found it.
- Until now!
- Dev...
Charlie is old.
He's dying.
You don't go off on a gold hunt because of crazy talk
from some dying old man.
- Well, he seemed very clear-headed to me.
Look, we can't just give up.
We should consult an expert.
- Told you to cancel this a month ago.
- If that mine takes off, we'll have a customer for years.
- So you've been saying for months, and months.
It's putting us in the red.
Cancel it.
- Mel's right.
Headwinds are terrible.
Fuel costs are sky high.
We gotta drop it.
- You're porking her, and she's still on my side.
Think you might be wrong this time?
- Nice, Mel.
- I'll deliver it myself.
- And cover the fuel costs.
- Cover the fuel costs.
Thank you for the help.
- Mel's right.
You made a bad deal.
- You're still mad about this morning.
- This is business, not personal.
And, no, I'm not mad.
- Was it the drawer thing?
You need space?
I'll give you a whole dresser.
Part of a closet even!
Krista!
- Charlie McGray said he found Swiftwater Hank's lost claim?
- Yup.
I told him it was all a crock,
but he had to hear it from you, so...
- Charlie McGray is one of the greatest prospectors
of our time.
He's a legend.
If he said he found Swiftwater Hank's claim-
- Then he has found it!
I knew it!
- Shh!
Shh!
Lord liftin'...
We've got to find that map.
- Gold.
Millions in gold!
- Could be more, way more!
- Billions.
- Let's go!
Where are you going?
- Where do you think?
- Oh, I suppose you're going to want a cut.
- We'll split it three ways.
- But a third of a billion is only...
- Three...
- Well, it is less than a half a billion anyway.
- We'll give you 10%.
- And where were you geniuses
gonna look for Charlie's cabin?
Yeah.
That's what I thought.
And, of course, you know how to stake a gold claim.
- A third of a billion should be quite sufficient.
- Deal.
(all laughing)
Shh!
None of this goes anywhere.
Shh!
- I just heard from a couple of Arctic Air guys
that Charlie McGray found Swiftwater Hank's gold claim.
(upbeat music)
- Boss!
Boss, boss, boss...
Boss!
- Private call.
- You're gonna wanna hear this, Bruce!
- I'll call you back.
- You guys wanna borrow a plane
to look for gold in the Yukon?
Are you guys crazy?
- We'll cut you in on the deal.
2% of the money.
- 2% of nothing is nothing.
And there are all kinds of wild gold stories out there.
- No, no, Charlie McGray told us-
- If Charlie McGray was a great prospector,
why isn't he rich?
- Charlie got cheated out of every claim he ever found.
But he found plenty.
Bobby, this is the real deal.
It's a solid lead!
- Look, I wish I could help, but...
- Bobby, listen.
You know how long I've been waiting
for a break like this, right?
(Bobby sighs heavily)
I mean, this could be the big one.
And, I really need this, Bobby.
- I'm gonna regret this.
- You're the best, Bobby!
- 10%.
- But that's millions.
- For the loan of a plane?
This is criminal.
- 3%.
- 8%.
- Five?
- Deal.
- I'll go prep the plane.
- Greed is a terrible thing.
- You need to get to gold river right away.
My guy at Arctic Air tells me
that's where McAllister's heading.
I've got a plane waiting for you.
- Do we get a piece of the action?
- Just make sure you beat McAllister to the claim.
- Won't be a problem, boss.
- Why the hell isn't that damn thing fixed
and back on my plane?
- Because I was working on the beaver all morning.
- Where the hell is Cece?
- He is in the Yukon, looking for gold.
Him and Dev and Jim.
Bobby let them take a plane.
- Get that damn engine done now.
I want it done yesterday!
Bobby!
You gave my plane to the Three Stooges
for some cockamamie gold rush?
- Your plane?
I thought I owned a quarter of this company.
- Okay.
You can loan out a quarter of a plane.
The rest is coming out of your pocket.
- What's his problem?
- Well, you loaned out a plane without running it by us,
and you gave a pilot and our head mechanic the day off
without telling anybody.
Maybe that's his problem.
- You're still mad at me, aren't you?
- I am not mad.
Why do you keep trying to make this personal?
It is just business, Bobby.
- I don't think Charlie's at his cabin right now.
- Charlie's in the hospital.
He asked us to come and pick up a few things.
- That's too bad.
He's a tough old bird.
I expect he'll bounce right back.
- Yeah, I got two ATVs I can rent you.
- But there are three of us.
Well, if you wanna wait for an hour or so,
Eddie Logan'll be back from cutting brush.
- An hour?
- Or, Heck Atkins should show up any time now.
He's got to start drinking before noon.
Of course...
He could've brought a bottle with him.
(upbeat music)
- Is it absolutely necessary to hit every rock on the trail?
- You wanna drive?
- It is only I have no junk in my trunk.
My bottom may never be the same again.
- Well, it's not exactly as if I got a pillow
under my skinny old arse either!
Just keep thinking about the gold!
- I'm thinking, I'm thinking!
- We're never gonna find a map in this mess.
- You neglected to say Charlie was a slob.
- I didn't know.
- Perhaps we should all take a little break.
- That's a good idea.
I've gotta go to the outhouse anyway.
- Wait.
This is it.
- Yes!
(dishes clattering)
- [Cece] We're here.
- And the gold is there.
- [Cece] It's a bit of a hike.
- It's gonna be worth it.
- Okay, I gotta go...
- Okay, okay, okay.
- Don't you guys go anywhere without me...
- Go, go, go!
- Hey, Jim.
- Russell.
- We want the map.
- Map?
- Oh, come on, don't make us take it from you, McAllister.
- Well, the last time you took something from me,
it didn't turn out too well, now, did it, Kimbo?
- Last time, I was just playing.
This time, it's for real.
- You know, we could just take it off your dead body.
You know, I might even prefer that.
- [Dev] There is no need for violence!
The map is in here!
- Well...
Smart move.
Totally chickenshit, but smart.
- Perhaps we can make an arrangement.
Share the gold.
- Good idea.
Or let's make this arrangement.
You two, stay inside until we're gone,
and you stay alive.
- That, too, could work.
- So long, Jimmy boy.
- Hey.
We don't want anybody following us.
- Good idea.
(gunshots)
- What do you mean stranded?
- The Comstocks.
They trashed our ATVs.
We need help.
- No way.
You guys got yourselves into this,
you can get yourselves out.
- We're in the middle of nowhere, Bobby.
50 miles from the plane.
- Exercise will do you good.
It shouldn't take you more than, what, two days?
- Give me that.
- He's on his way.
No way I'm leaving a pilot and my chief mechanic
stranded in the bush, even if they are numbskulls.
Get your ass in a plane.
- I can't believe you gave them that map.
- They might have killed you.
And all is not lost.
I took a photo.
Of the map.
I wasn't sure it would be clear enough, but look.
Huh?
We can still find our way.
- But it's too late.
The Comstocks are miles ahead of us.
They'll stake the claim and file before we even get there.
- I wouldn't be too sure about that.
I put a handful of dirt in each one of their gas tanks.
I figure those engines should seize up any time now.
- We're still in the game!
- Yes!
- We've got the map, and we lost McAllister
and that other clown.
- That's good.
- Yeah, but there's just one hitch, Bruce.
- What's the hitch?
- We lost the ATVs.
Gonna need new transportation.
- Piece of crap!
- What's your location?
I'll see what I can do.
- Oddest damn thing.
Gold river's never been much
of a tourist attraction until today.
- What about your truck?
- Old Nellie?
I could rent her to you.
But it would be a waste of your money.
You're not getting through there with a four by four.
How many guys you say you gotta fetch?
- Three.
- Well, I think I know somebody who can help you out.
- Where's Bobby?
If he doesn't get here soon,
we'll never catch the Comstocks in time.
- Well, you seem to forget, they're walking.
- I don't care if they're crawling.
We're just sitting here.
- Who the hell packed the grub?
There's nothing but beans in here.
- All Canadians love beans.
Cowboy food.
- Yeah, well, that's why cowboys are a dying breed.
- Oh, no, beans are a very healthy vegetarian option.
- There's gotta be some real food around here somewhere.
Beans...
More beans.
Don't they put anything else in cans these days?
Well, let's at least have some coffee.
Lord love a duck.
Boys?
Look what we got here.
- [Bobby] Jim, Cece!
You guys in there?
- Hey, Bobby, you should see...
- Transportation back into town.
- You see?
Now we are cowboys!
This adventure is getting better all the time.
- There's no way you're getting me
on one of them hay burners.
- There's no way we're going back to town.
- Why the hell not?
- This is why not.
- You sure this is the real thing?
- It is most definitely sona!
The Seed of Agni!
The God of fire!
- There's enough gold in here to fill the teeth
of a hundred pirates.
- He did it.
Old Charlie found Swiftwater Hank's claim.
- Well, let's go!
- God, that ATV was like riding in a Rolls Royce
compared to this beast.
- You are right.
Perhaps the cowboy life is not for everyone.
- Hey, Jim, how many Miles do we have left?
- I'm thinking about 40.
- All right, we should give these guys a rest.
- That's a great idea.
Why don't we camp here for the night?
- Whoa...
My arse feels like it's been pinched
by a hundred-pound lobster.
- I, too, am feeling your pain.
Actually, no, it is my pain I'm feeling.
- I'll set up the tents?
- No can do.
Horses can only carry so much,
so, claiming stakes rate higher than tents.
- Well, how did grub rate?
- I have these.
- A dying breed, died of flatulence.
- Good thing we're not staying in tents, then.
- Oh, that's really funny.
- He was supposed to bring back my pilot and mechanic,
not bugger off!
- I think he just got swept away
in the whole gold rush thing.
- I'm gonna sweep him into his next life
if he doesn't get his butt back here pronto.
- I'm sure he'll be back in a couple of days.
At the latest.
- What about tomorrow's flight to Fort Smith
he was so keen on?
- I'll find somebody to cover it.
- No.
You'll do it.
Everyone else is flying.
Blake can copilot.
- Tomorrow is his day off.
- Yeah.
Good luck with that.
(Dev snoring)
- You're not...
Marie...
- Breakfast, boys!
Let's eat up and get out of here.
- Didn't know you could catch sardines
in this part of the country.
- I see that you're in a better mood this morning.
(Dev yawning)
- I had the most glorious sleep.
I dreamed I was sleeping in a den,
cuddled up next to a bear.
- Lucky you didn't get your head chewed off.
Hey!
- You seem a little jumpy.
Did you not sleep well?
- I slept just fine.
Just don't touch me.
- Damn delivery truck's been delayed.
Guess that means we'll be waiting
for a couple hours for the cargo.
- Perfect.
My day off, and now we're going to be stuck
for God knows how long.
Doesn't get any better than this.
Thanks, Bobby.
- Well, we could grab a bite to eat at He Left An Hour Ago.
- What?
- The local watering hole.
Best burgers in the north.
And they got a pool table.
- Pool?
No wonder he left.
- Okay, well, I'm gonna go into town,
and you can come if you want.
- What else am I gonna do?
- You gotta relax in your saddle, Dev.
Loosen your reins a bit.
- It is difficult to trust an animal who sleeps standing up.
- Careful.
Horses can pick up on the attitude of their riders.
- Okay, that's good to know.
- Wait.
There they are!
On ATVs!
I thought you said you took care of those machines...
- I did take care of those machines.
There's no way oh God's earth...
- Let's go!
I'm thinking positive thoughts!
(upbeat music)
- Those aren't even the same friggin' ATVs.
- There's the bridge.
- Was a bridge.
- So where did they go?
- They've gotta be around here somewhere.
- Aw, no bridge!
Uh-oh!
Sucks for you guys!
See you later, suckers!
- Do we really have to do this?
- Just a game or two.
- Do you even know how to play?
- A little.
You?
- I used to be pretty good.
- Well then, you can teach me.
- I can teach the lady how to hold a stick.
- [Krista] Excuse me?
- We're okay on our own.
- Yeah, but it's my table.
- Your table?
- Yup.
I'm the champ.
You wanna play here, you play me.
- Okay.
We'll take you on.
- Bad idea.
- You said you were good.
- 50 a game sound all right?
- Absolutely.
- Really bad idea.
- Now, because you're a girl,
I'm gonna give you a two-ball handicap.
- Thanks, but we'll just shoot straight up.
- Woman's libber, eh?
Well, you're gonna regret that, honey.
But I'm a gentleman, so I'm gonna let you break.
- Thanks.
Go ahead...
Honey.
- Four ball, side pocket.
- Well, this is gonna be fun.
That's okay.
- We climb down, cross the river and go to the other side.
- Are you completely off your nut?
It's a hundred feet straight down to hell.
- Cece is right.
It's too dangerous.
- You guys can go back.
I'm not giving up.
- Nor am I.
Where is your sense of adventure?
- I'll tell you where it's not,
down at the bottom of that river.
- There might be a way to a river crossing.
There's a hill with a goat trail about a mile from here.
- Yes.
All right, let's go, let's go!
- Small hill, he called it.
- My God.
Oh, my God...
Oh, my God.
- Where's your sense of adventure now, kid?
- I believe it has been swallowed by my sphincter.
- Yours and mine both.
I hate heights!
- I am not loving them either.
- Dear sweet Lord, I swear,
you get me down out of here alive,
and I will quit drinking dark rum.
On Sundays.
- Game.
Boy, it's like having my own ATM here.
- Again.
- Are you sure?
- I could take your money all day long, blondie.
- Give us a chance to get even.
Let's make it 200.
- Krista?
We've already lost twice.
You wanna throw more money away?
- Hey, buddy.
Your girl wants to play.
Maybe you should take a hike, yeah?
- And why don't you shut the-
- Okay, let's...
Just rack 'em.
- Right.
- I think I'll take this one.
- Ah, catch me!
That was most incredible.
Truly transcendental.
I have never felt so alive.
Cece!
Did you...
- You can do it!
- Think of the gold, my friend!
- I am thinking!
I'm thinking I'm gonna take a dirt nap.
- Come on, Cece!
You can do it!
You've just gotta keep moving.
- You keep moving!
I'll just wait here until you get back.
- We're never gonna catch them at this rate.
- University costs 15 grand a year!
That's 60 grand per degree.
Times seven kids, that's 420,000 for the lot!
- All right.
- That's it!
That's it!
- Way to go, Cece!
Keep moving, keep moving.
- Are you okay?
- Yeah.
- You are a regular Spider-Man.
And you are a regular eejit.
- Okay, you guys, come on.
We gotta get moving.
- Eight ball, corner.
- Yeah, right.
- Yes!
Okay, time to go.
- I was just starting to have fun.
- If you don't leave now, they're gonna break your thumbs.
- I believe I have just been hustled.
- What?
- This is it.
This is Charlie's claim!
- We made it!
■ We made it we made it ■
■ Hi-diddly-diddly ■
- Hey, hey, hey...
Charlie still had a couple of days to file his claim.
Poor guy never had any luck.
- So, what do we do now?
- We pound in our stakes.
- What for?
I mean, there's gotta be stakes all over the place here,
why don't we just put our name on 'em?
- No, we're not doing that.
Charlie's stay.
Out of respect for the old man.
- Well, how many of our stakes do we need?
- About 40?
- What are you talking about, 40?
- Four posts per claim.
10 claims, 1500 feet square per claim.
- Is that all?
- Well, if it was easy, everyone would be doing it.
Start your engines.
- You are a hustler.
You were gonna hustle me until that cowboy came along.
- Sorry.
Habit.
Some kids baby-sat.
I played pool.
I wouldn't have taken your money.
- Yeah.
Oh, God, the look on that guy's face when you beat him?
That was worth the trip.
- God, it felt like old times today, hey?
Easy.
I mean, you know, before we...
- No, yeah.
It felt good.
- I'm happy you're happy.
You and Bobby.
- Thanks.
And I'm happy for you and Alex.
- Wait.
You knew?
- Really?
- We tried keeping it quiet.
- Yeah, like that ever works.
- I'm done.
- That's the last one.
- What the...
Let's go, let's go!
Let's get out of here!
Go!
- Look at 'em run.
They'll be halfway back to Yellowknife by tonight.
- Stay down.
- We've gotta get to the claims office before them.
- How?
- I've got a plan.
- They're ripping up our stakes.
- I'll go back with Jim.
You guys stay hidden until they're gone,
and then you replace our stakes.
- What?
- You mean, we have to do it all over again?
- If you want the gold.
- I gave up Sunday rum for this?
- Krista?
- Where are you?
- [Bobby] Look, I need a helicopter.
What?
- I need you to come pick us up and then fly us
to the claims office in Whitehorse.
- You've got to be kidding.
- Please, Krista.
- Bobby, that is a long flight.
- Look, this could be worth millions, possibly billions.
- Well, you'd better hope so.
Yup.
- Blake took the helicopter to pick up Bobby and Jim
and fly them to the claims office.
Oh, and, there's someone here for you.
- Didn't expect to see you.
(upbeat music)
- We made it.
- We're gonna be millionaires!
- Go, go, go, go!
- Outta my way, McAllister.
- Over my dead body.
- With pleasure.
- Charlie?
- You're wasting your time.
- Charlie McGray?
I thought you were dead.
- Well, I thought I was a goner.
Turned out I was just dried up.
Dehydration, doctor said.
Sorry to disappoint you boys.
Now, listen, I'd like to give you a little something
for your troubles.
Something you can take to the bank.
Now, the next time you go staking a claim,
make sure you get there first.
Hey!
- Where are the other two idiots?
- They're...
- I simply cannot pound in one more stake.
- Just keep thinking about the gold.
- I'm thinking.
I'm thinking.
- How hard is it to pound in a few stakes
and get your asses over to the claims office?
Get the hell out of my sight.
Now!
- Counting the plane, the helicopter, fuel for both,
pilot time, lost mechanic hours...
$67,422 and 14 cents.
That's what your little gold rush cost us.
I should take it out of your salaries,
but, just this once, I'll let it go.
From now on, when I say no, it's no,
especially when it comes to half-cocked gold mining schemes.
- It was a sure deal.
Until a dead guy came back to life,
and you happened to fly him back...
- You finished?
Good.
Everyone back to work.
Except you.
- Okay, look, I know.
They screwed up.
I should have stopped them somehow...
- Charlie offered me 7% of his find
for flying him to the claims office.
- What?
- With any luck, it will way more than cover expenses.
- Well, I'm glad to hear that worked out for you, Mel.
- Just don't say a word about this to Bobby.
- Oh, not a chance.
- Well, that little gold rush only cost me three days' work.
- But it was worth it.
It was hard, it was painful, we did not get any gold,
but we had an adventure!
Someday, we will try again!
Hmm?
- Well, I guess it could've been worse.
The friggin' Comstocks could have got their hands on it.
- And if anyone deserves that claim, it was Charlie.
- To Charlie, then.
- To Charlie.
- There's something I got to ask you.
- As long as it has nothing to do with gold.
- No.
You know, I shouldn't have offered you a drawer,
or just a part of a closet,
because I think you should have lots of drawers
and lots of closets.
Look, I wanna wake up with you every morning.
So, I want you to move in with me.
- Bobby...
We've got a good thing.
- Mm-hmm.
- And I like my home.
My life.
And us.
I mean, why complicate it?
- So, it's not about commitment?
- No.
We're committed.
- Yeah, that's what I thought.
- Right.
- So drawer or no drawer?
- Maybe it's stupid, and maybe it's superstitious,
but that scares me.
I don't wanna change anything.
I don't wanna mess up a great thing.
So, no drawer.
(both laughing)
Just us.
Just the way we are.
- All right.
Just keep leaving your clothes on the floor.
My place tonight?
- Absolutely.
(upbeat music)