Previously on "Arctic Air."
Everybody, this is Tag.
You're gonna stick around?
Yeah, I was thinking about it.
Tell him there's still time to change his mind.
I want him to come to the Antarctica with me.
Research trip.
Mel tried to split that difference, too,
but married a free spirit, brought her to Yellowknife.
My darling girl!
What kind mother would I have been
if I had just kept on squashing my own dreams?
I'm not ready to leave.
I'd rather freeze my ass off all winter
than be away from you.
Unless you don't want that.
I want.
You are listening to 99.9 The Knife!
We're broadcasting live from Bullocks in old town tonight,
and if you're not already here, you should be
because we're kicking off the Great Northern Mail Run!
I'm J.C. Cameron,
and I'll be your host all weekend long.
Two days, five stops, 3,000 kilometers.
But in the end,
just one team of pilots will get their name
on that Mail Run trophy.
See you all at the flag drop!
And now, back to the Fugitives with "Old Mistakes."
You're lucky to be here for this!
It only happens every five years.
Yeah. Yeah, it's kind of like Halley's Comet with beer.
Bobby, Krista!
You never told me that your fathers were racing legends.
Yeah, they were pretty good.
They were triumphant in the first three races.
Then for the last 20 years,
Twin Lakes has won almost every race.
Wow, is there some history there?
It's a long story.
Not really.
Mel knew he couldn't beat my dad,
so he cheated and retired from the race.
Tag, meet Connie and Glen Jackowski, sore losers.
If you have a problem with Mel,
I suggest you talk to Mel.
Mel wouldn't show his face here.
You two still bent out of shape
over a race I won when you were fillin' diapers?
Doesn't it eat at you? Huh?
Knowing that you don't deserve to have your name
on that trophy?
No, it doesn't.
Well, the way I see it,
there's only one way for you to wipe the slate clean.
Arctic Air versus Twin Lakes.
Winner gets the loser's plane, just like the old days.
Don't listen to her, Mel.
She's just trying to get you going.
Yeah, it takes two, Martin.
Your old man, just as guilty as Mel.
What did you say?
You heard me.
Look, best-case scenario, your old man didn't cheat.
He still covered for Ivarson.
Hey, J.C.?
Is there room for one more plane in this race?
Bobby!
If Arctic Air is back in, we'll make room!
Then sign us up.
♪ I've been walking around this little town ♪
♪ The highway's my home ♪
♪ I've been thinking about your local kid ♪
So, she's pretty much the way you left her.
But here is the piece-de-resistance,
this little rig is a lean-mix carb adjustment.
Gives you a little rocket boost
as you're going over the finish line, if you need it.
You've just got to,
pull that, uh, that little T-handle
down on the console there.
You're a genius, Cece, I've always said so.
Well, it's hard to go wrong
with a little beauty like this.
Let's button her up.
How could you do this?
You know how I feel about this race.
Look, Krista, Mel never cheated,
my dad would've told me.
Maybe he didn't know.
This race is also Mel's vice.
The last time he got in that plane,
he did something that smeared his reputation for 25 years,
and I'm afraid he's gonna do something crazy again.
Then why don't you race with me instead of Mel?
You know, the younger generation?
It's not up to me to clean the slate.
Hey, babe.
Hey. Your dad's racing plane is pretty badass.
Hard to believe it's been gathering dust for 25 years.
Tag!
Hanna!
This is Bobby. - Hi.
And you remember Krista.
Yeah, of course.
I thought you were in the Antarctic.
What are you doing here?
Looking for you.
Someone backed out of the expedition.
So, there's still room on the boat.
We could really use you.
I appreciate the offer,
but I'm gonna find work here this winter.
And Krista's roommates are moving out,
and I gotta pull my weight now, isn't that right?
Come on, let me show you the plane.
Sure. ♪ The highway's my home ♪
Here to wish us luck?
She's probably here to make sure
I don't leave early,
even though I was up half the night prepping your plane.
The supply runs pay the bills.
Yeah, well, five days a week used to be enough.
You're stretching us to the limit here.
Well, if you're so stretched to the limit, Cece,
maybe I should hire someone to lighten the load.
Oh, yeah, like who?
Like Tag.
You know he's a good engineer,
and he needs a job, so win-win.
Pilots, please, make your way to the tarmac!
Let's go do the pre-flight.
Five-minute warning.
- Babe- - Just. Mel!
Is there something you wanna tell me before you go?
I am not even a mechanic.
You did three years of engineering.
You created an app.
Apps don't keep planes in the air.
Are we going or not?
All set.
Thank you so much for assisting us.
You're in luck. Tag actually likes moving.
Yeah, it's kind of an illness.
But first, we should watch the takeoffs.
Uh, no, we are moving. Let's move.
I need help prepping the DC-3.
Might as well get your feet wet.
I don't want to live on charity.
Well, you better work hard,
otherwise Cece is gonna fire your ass.
Another northern adventure.
I'll pick you up for dinner.
Here they are, ladies and gentlemen,
your Mail Run pilots!
Hey, see you up there, Craig! Good luck!
Thanks, Mel, you too!
Take it easy on the rest of us, huh?
Poor guy. Runner-up four times in a row.
He'll be lucky if he gets third,
'cause we're gonna blow the flaps off of Twin Lakes.
Hey, Ivarson!
You got enough Ben-Gay for your trip?
Seven planes are entered.
Normally, the race is limited to six,
but we made an exception for Mail Run legend Mel Ivarson
and his co-pilot, Bobby Martin.
This year, the hands-down favorite is Twin Lakes,
piloted by Connie Jackowski and her cousin, Glen.
Here are the rules.
There's only one.
Each team has to deliver their own packages,
in order, at all six stops.
After that, first to cross the finish line wins!
Pilots, are you ready?
Five.
Four.
Three.
Two.
One!
Looks like Mel's plane,
Ol' Misty, has developed engine trouble.
Was Ol' Misty mothballed too long?
What the hell happened?
Is it the electrical?
It's turning but not catching.
What's going on out there?
I don't know, it doesn't want to start.
Did you follow the checklist?
You know I did.
How's your fuel pressure?
Pressure's good.
Cece, are you sure you reconnected that manifold?
Don't you be blaming this on my carb adjustment!
That thing was running like a top this morning!
Try resetting the magneto switch!
There she is!
We got it, Cece!
And Arctic Air's back in the race,
with both engines firing!
Okay, Dev, can you stop for a sec?
Dev?
Stop! You gotta, hey!
Oh, I'm sorry.
Do you have to listen to music right now?
Oh, no, it's not music.
It's radio coverage of the race.
Mel and Bobby have moved into second place!
All you care about is that stupid race.
What do you want me to do?
I shouldn't have to tell you what to do.
The point is to catch any metal
that might be in the oil.
The screen keeps moving.
I'm just trying to hold it still.
I know what you're trying to do.
You dropped out of fancy engineering school?
This should be a breeze for you.
Can we slow it down? It feels like we're rushing.
Maybe you could relay that message to your girlfriend.
She's the one who's running us ragged,
trying to get her search and rescue thing going.
Come!
Dammit!
And to top it off, I got to babysit her drifter boyfriend.
I don't know what I've done to piss you off,
but I'm not doing this for money.
I'm doing it so I can make things work with Krista.
You didn't want her to hire me,
I didn't want her to hire me,
but I'm here.
So deal with it.
I can't get around Copper Wing.
Vic and Kyle keep cutting me off.
Don't worry about it, we'll pass them on the next leg.
You don't win this race if you're last into Norman Wells,
and I'm in this to win, whatever it takes.
If you're not, feel free to find your own way back.
Twin Lakes is coming up on our right.
We should be okay. They won't try to pass us.
That's exactly what they're doing.
They can't. We're cued for landing.
Where did they go?
Are they below us?
Mel!
Whoa, hold on!
What the hell is wrong with you?
You could have got us all killed!
You're the one who cut us off.
And you call Mel a cheater?
Mel's the one who started this.
All bets are off.
What's that supposed to mean?
Glen! Don't waste your breath on him.
- Yeah. - Come on, hurry up.
What the hell took you so long?
I wanted to get ahead of this storm.
Do you think Cece's carb adjustment screwed up
the magneto switch?
It's electrical, nothing to do with the carb. Why?
I think someone in the race is sabotaging planes.
We're not gonna make up any ground
if we can't find a hole in this storm.
What if we went around?
Avoid the headwinds, gained airspeed
It's a risk.
Whatever it takes to win, right?
Copper Wing, Twin Lakes,
and Arctic Air are all on the ground in Norman Wells.
Oh, hey, Caitlin.
Oh, hey. You on shift today, too?
Oh no, I'm helping her study for her pilot's license.
I'll be done in a minute, kid.
You work here now?
Well, so far.
Hey. Oh.
Yeah, I kind of smell like a gas pump.
Let me get out of these coveralls.
So, how's it going?
Well, he's, uh,
gonna be a hell of a mechanic.
Yeah?
I'm glad you hired him.
Yeah, it'll be good to have a second pair of hands
on the supply run tomorrow.
Tomorrow?
In fact, I think I'm gonna give him the weekend shifts
on a permanent basis.
You, uh, keeping up with the race news?
Mel and Bobby caught up with the pack in the Wells.
Well, I still stink,
but, hopefully, I look a bit better.
Let's go.
Fort Good Hope, straight ahead.
See the others? - Nothing.
Dammit, we shouldn't have taken that detour.
Wait, I see one!
Where?
Right behind us!
There's another! What did I tell you?
I knew it would work!
Yeah, yeah. Don't get cocky.
Did you push Glen out of the airplane so you'd go faster?
We're not the ones that need to make up ground
before Tulita.
Because you ran us off the airstrip.
That was an accident.
"All bets are off," that's what Glen said.
Meaning what?
Meaning I was wondering if you tampered with our plane
back in YK.
That's a good strategy.
Accuse us to throw suspicion off yourselves.
So we sabotaged our own plane?
Who would suspect Mel after his own plane had trouble
in front of the whole crowd?
He'd never do that.
Bobby, you're an honorable guy,
but you are throwing away your reputation by backing Mel.
He's my friend.
I could be your friend.
What?
♪ She said I'm not the type ♪
♪ to leave an impression ♪ - Finally! Hurry up, Willie!
What the hell took you so long?
A couple of girls wanted to take a photo with me.
Hey, Willie, you see Bobby out there?
No. Sorry.
♪ We pretended to smoke the air on the street ♪
♪ I thought, here's an addiction I could lobby for ♪
The Fugitives!
Broadcasting live from Bullocks.
I've got a race report out of Fort Good Hope.
Team Arctic Air has dropped back to last place.
How can that be? They were in first place!
I bet you the Jackowskis had a hand in this.
Excuse me.
If he is so interested in the race,
he can spend his first night alone in the new apartment.
You and you and me?
We will drink all night.
Ooh, wish we could,
but we have to get going.
What? No, no, no, no, no, no.
Why? Why? Why do you?
Ah, first night alone together.
I see you, lovebirds.
Empty!
Can I have a drink?
One more.
I can't believe it. She completely suckered me.
Put it behind you.
We're not out of this race yet.
You know, I was thinking about the last one you flew in.
Irene and my mom brought Krista and me down, remember?
Surprised you and dad at the airstrip in Tulita.
Silas and I were lagging behind in the first leg.
He decided I was dead weight,
so he left me behind, made the next drop-off himself,
and came back and picked me up.
Came into Tulita in first place.
And I was so excited,
I ran onto the runway.
While we were landing!
Give me a break, I was only 10.
It was one of the best days of my life.
Not for Krista, though.
She didn't say why.
Is this is your subtle way of accusing me?
I'm not accusing-
This is Vic from Copper Wing.
Reporting emergency landing
about 30 miles northwest of Tulita.
Hey, Vic, it's Mel. You guys okay?
Gauge just went wonky, so we went down in a field.
We're not hurt, but the wheel strut's busted.
We're out of the race.
Finally, I can relax with the only other person in town
who doesn't give a damn about this race.
Didn't I tell you?
Dev and I talked.
I'm gonna be his co-pilot in the next one.
Okay, wait, wait.
I have something to give you.
Give it to me tomorrow.
Close your eyes.
Keep them closed.
♪ I would stay golden ♪
Okay, open them.
I wanted you to have something for the house
that was just yours.
Do you like it?
I love it.
No regrets about Hanna and the expedition?
None.
♪ Here I lie with you ♪
Any news on Copper Wing?
Yeah. You messed with their plane.
We saw you admiring it back in Yellowknife.
You little punk.
You know, it's one thing to spread rumors
about a race that happened 25 years ago,
but Vic and Kyle are friends of mine.
So was my dad.
But that didn't stop you, did it?
All right.
New bet.
Loser hands over the keys to their plane
and withdraws their bid
for the Bounty Mines transport contract.
Mel, what are you doing?
Is it a bet or not?
You're on.
What is wrong with you?
Gonna teach these pissants a lesson.
Betting a plane is one thing,
but that contract is worth millions.
This is none of your business.
Arctic Air is my business and Krista's.
Trust me, we'll beat 'em.
How can you be so sure about that?
What does that mean?
It means maybe they're right about you.
Maybe you did mess with Copper Wing's plane.
And this is J.C. Cameron talking to you live
from the Tulita air strip.
Twin Lakes holds the lead
as we prepare for day two of the Great Northern Mail Run!
The pilots are gathering
at the flag drop,
and tensions are running high.
Nobody I've talked to is pointing fingers,
but let's just say,
the ghost of 25 years past has come back to haunt this race.
Pretty exhausted, couldn't sleep?
I can't find my co-pilot.
I've been looking for him since 4:00 in the morning.
Willie? I saw him in town last night.
He went to town?
He was smashed when I ran into him.
Said he was looking for female companionship.
Little son of a,
by the time I find him,
I'm gonna be out of the damn race!
Sorry to hear it, Craig.
You know what, maybe we could solve each other's problems.
Yeah, how's that?
There's no way I'm getting back into Mel's plane.
If you need a co-pilot, I'd be glad to fill in.
You're giving up on Mel?
The rules don't say anything
about swapping co-pilots mid-race,
and I want to get my name on that trophy.
What do you say?
I say deal.
Just put your stuff in my plane.
I'll be right there. I gotta take a leak.
All right.
I had the chance to talk
with Copper Wing pilot Vic Meadows late last night.
He's disappointed to be out of the race
but had some encouraging words for the other teams.
I wish we could play you the taped interview,
but old Vic has a colorful vocabulary.
Can't believe I'm here
at 7:00 A.M. on a Sunday.
What, missing church, are you?
If I was religious, I'd have a case.
Is a hangover a religion?
Oh I've worshiped in that temple.
Morning!
Hey, babe. What are you doing here?
I bumped Dev, figured I'd join you.
Oh, on the seventh day, she micromanaged her employees.
You couldn't bump me? I'm bump-able.
I'm gonna go pull the chocks.
You have my number. Text me anytime.
1-800 you're bumped.
I just figured if you were working weekends, so am I.
Getting another update now
from Trent back in Tulita.
Apparently, one of the co-pilots,
Willie Figgs, missed the takeoff
after a night of heavy drinking.
Rule is 12 hours bottle to.
I was just checking.
You know, for updates.
How's the move going?
It proceeded without a hitch.
Great.
Well, perhaps one tiny hitch.
Yeah?
Astrid did not come home last night.
Oh.
But I'm sure she had a perfectly good reason.
- I'm sure. - You haven't
by any chance seen her, have you?
- No. - Not, perhaps, earlier?
- No. - She hasn't called?
I don't know where Astrid is.
She hasn't called.
Assisting you with your studies might give my life
some shred of meaning.
Okay.
Looks like Bobby finally came to his senses.
Your own partner? That's gotta sting.
It was mutual.
Besides, I don't need him to beat you, do I?
Looks to me like the jury is in,
and the verdict's unanimous.
I'm on the phone now with Mickey in Hottah Lake.
Twin Lakes was first to land,
with Mel Ivarson a close second,
and now Jackowskis are first to take off.
But hold on, it looks like
Twin Lakes' plane is having engine trouble.
Mickey says he's seeing smoke.
This is Hottah Lake Tower.
We have a plane down with engine fire
off the end of the runway.
Repeat, we have a plane down.
If anyone is able to divert, please call in.
Okay.
You've got your two batteries connected in sequence,
gives you 24 volts to your bus.
That's assuming someone didn't borrow the damn batteries
for spare parts when you weren't looking
'cause you worked two shifts in a row on a weekend!
If you're not getting any amps,
well, it could be a faulty generator,
or it could be that someone pushed the old bird so hard
that the wings fell off, just to make a buck.
I think that's about enough for one day.
I wouldn't want you to wear yourself out.
If you hired me a qualified airplane mechanic,
that wouldn't be a problem, now, would it?
You didn't know a thing about airplanes
when Mel stuck you into maintenance
just to give his best friend a job.
Well, at least I didn't have to sleep
with Mel to get the job, did I?
That's it, you know what?
I don't want to be in the middle of this. I quit.
You are not the problem.
Oh, I'm the problem here?
Well, here's the solution to that! I quit!
And you needn't beg me to come back either!
I don't need you! You're fired!
I'll put Tag in charge of maintenance!
Cece, can you give us a minute?
Will you stop?
It's better than punching something.
- We need to talk. - I don't want to talk.
I want to open that door
so that Cece can get sucked out of it!
I heard that!
Will you please
keep your voice down? - What?
What is so important
that you need to say it to me right now?
I love you.
You do?
I do.
But this isn't working.
What? What do you mean?
What isn't working?
You love me. That works for me.
Krista, you just fired your mechanic.
After he quit.
Yeah, because he was being a complete ass.
And I'm the boss!
I sound like my dad.
It's me.
It's this situation.
You're not acting like yourself.
Okay, wait.
I know I was out of line,
but that has nothing to do with you.
It does.
And I'm not gonna be the cause
of you ruining your life in your home town.
You're wrong. You are so wrong.
It's gonna be fine.
I'm not gonna turn into my dad.
I'll get an exorcism.
I'll make it work.
I promise.
Krista! Your dad's on the radio!
Krista.
The Twin Lakes plane went down with engine trouble.
I want you guys to divert and fix it.
I'm sorry, is this Mel Ivarson?
You want our mechanic to fix your competitor's plane?
You heard me.
Cece is hours closer than the Twin Lakes mechanic,
and I want to win this race fair and square.
I'm flying the Jackowskis to Lac des Bois,
so we can both drop off our packages at the last stop,
and I want their plane fixed before we head back that way.
It's one klick straight off the end
at the Hottah Lake air strip.
Bobby's going for this?
Bobby's no longer a factor. I'm flying solo.
What? Why?
Just get Cece over there.
Just because you're making a big show
of sportsmanship doesn't mean
that you didn't sabotage our plane.
In case you didn't notice,
while I was picking you up, all the other planes passed us.
Now neither of us can win this race,
but I'm giving you a working airplane
so at least you can watch my rear end
when I cross the finish line ahead of you.
So. What are we gonna do?
The Jackowskis can go to hell.
We're not gonna leave anybody stranded when we can help.
Set a course to Hottah Lake.
Well, I'll do it for Mel.
For my friend, Mel.
I've got a report here
from Mei Ling Riley in Lac des Bois,
the final stop before Yellowknife.
This is weird.
She says that Mel Ivarson has landed
with Connie and Glen Jackowski on board.
Soon, the entire world will be living
in peace and harmony,
yet my own household will be marred by conflict,
possibly with tape dividing the two sides of the bedroom,
meaning lucky is something
only other people will be getting.
TMI, Dev.
I'll be damned.
There's no friggin' oil leak.
Looks like somebody just poured oil all over the manifold.
So someone is sabotaging the planes.
- What? - You haven't been listening
on the radio?
The Jackowskis deserve whatever they get,
but I can think of a thousand
better ways to cheat than this.
Who else has been sabotaged?
Mel had that engine trouble.
That was not my carb adjustment.
Then the Copper Wing plane had some sort
of mechanical problem,
but they still don't know what that is.
Sounds like Mel.
There he is.
What did you do?
Bobby wouldn't play dirty, so you ditched him?
Bobby bailed on me in Tulita.
Called me a cheater in front of everyone.
Cece, is it fixed?
There's nothing wrong with it.
Not that I wasn't tempted to wreck it myself.
Bobby would not just bail on you.
- I owe you one. - You're damn right you do,
especially considering I don't even work for you anymore.
Pardon?
What the hell are they doing?
Stealing your plane.
Hey!
No way are you doing that!
Connie, this is Mel!
Come in, dammit!
Did you really think
we'd trust your mechanic to fix our plane?
I helped you!
Maybe we can't win the race, Mel,
but we can still beat you,
and that means we win your plane
and the Bounty Mines contract.
Hey, whoa, whoa, wait, what is she saying?
Those ingrates.
After we stopped to help them.
Bounty Mines contract?
I had the better plane until 30 seconds ago.
This is absolutely,
you do not make the decisions for Arctic Air anymore!
What do you want me to do about it?
I want you to get in that plane
and beat them to the damn finish line.
Well, I'm gonna need a co-pilot
so we can win this thing.
Fine!
Button her up, Cece.
All right.
Do not give up on me.
Good luck.
After years of being a runner-up,
it looks like Craig Hewson will finally take home
the Mail Run trophy.
But, what?
I, I don't believe this.
Hewson is riding with Bobby Martin?
Bobby Martin changed teams mid-race?
Is this right?
It's official!
Hewson and Martin are on the ground
and heading toward the winner's circle!
Congratulations, Craig.
A long time coming.
Too long.
You know, with Mel back in the race,
I didn't think I'd win,
but, hey, it all worked out.
It sure did.
Congratulations.
What were you thinking?
You ditched Mel in the middle of the race?
The race is not over yet.
Loyalty. That's what Arctic Air used to be about.
Without loyalty, we're just a bunch
of weasels taking bites out of each other.
Dev, I need to talk to you about last night.
Astrid, if you feel I am insufficiently committed
to our relationship, then we have a very serious problem,
and need to seek better solutions
than sleeping at the houses of unknown strangers,
possibly male.
Dev, I came home last night.
And I stayed up all night.
And I watched you sleep.
You did?
It's not you I'm worried about, Dev.
We're getting our own place.
Alone.
I'm kind of scared.
I checked the apartment thoroughly for vermin.
I'm not afraid of mice,
you idiot.
I'm afraid I'm not good enough.
Good enough for what?
You know I would propose to you this instant
if I was not reasonably sure
it would cause you to flee the Western hemisphere.
We'd better take it slow.
We should go lean mixture.
Can't let the cylinders overheat.
Full rich until we need more power.
Fine.
Pouting won't get your mining contract back.
Get your head in the game.
I still can't believe you bet that contract.
That's why Bobby bailed on you, isn't it?
If you want to know what's going on with Bobby,
just ask me.
And you'll tell me the truth?
- I've always told the truth. - Always?
Except about why your mother left.
And I lied about the northern lights being electric eels
in the sky, but you were six.
Okay, then tell me the truth.
Are you the one sabotaging the planes in this race?
Is it so hard for you to have a little faith in me?
I guess that's my answer.
And when did you start to feel confident you could win?
Oh, I always feel confident, J.C.
I mean, it's not just about the planes, you know.
It's about the pilots, too, huh?
But it didn't hurt
that the other planes were dropping out of the sky.
Yeah, that was unfortunate.
So, you think there was sabotage?
Well, let's just say I was glad
that Mel's plane had a problem
while it was still on the ground.
Vic and Kyle, they could've died when their plane went down.
It was an electrical problem.
They still could've died.
Just some instruments malfunctioned.
I mean, it wasn't like there was something wrong
with their engines.
Really? Where'd you hear that?
Uh, I guess I heard it at Hottah Lake.
The Copper Wing mechanics didn't get to the plane
till this afternoon.
And you didn't hear it when I was with you.
So how do you know that?
I guess I just, I assumed.
Or you did it.
Bobby, come on, man.
Got tired of being a loser
and decided it was your turn to win?
No! Did you ever think maybe it was Willie?
That's funny 'cause Willie said maybe it was you.
To hell with you, Martin.
I don't believe this.
If Craig Hewson has been sabotaging the other planes,
this race may not be over.
I must confess, I suspected Twin Lakes.
Me too, but Craig was the only pilot
that I'd seen near all three of the sabotaged planes.
Well, I'm glad to hear you're not a weasel.
We've got a report here
from the tower at Yellowknife.
The Jackowskis and the Ivarsons are both on approach,
and they appear to have switched planes!
Look, I know you're under a lot of pressure right now.
Just answer the question.
Are you sabotaging the planes?
You really think I'm the same person I was 25 years ago?
How do I know you're not?
Because I cheated then, and I'm not cheating now!
Your mother told you, didn't she?
At the end.
In the hospice.
Damn death-bed confessions.
That's another way I know I'm not the same guy.
I sure as hell wouldn't marry her again.
She knew you loved her.
That's why she stayed as long as she did.
I think that's what you're really worried about.
I think you're worried that you're the same person
as I was 25 years ago.
Meaning what?
Tag doesn't remind you of anybody?
Don't try and make this about Tag.
You're the one who's got a mess to clean up.
Okay.
What are you doing?
The only way I can make amends is by losing this race.
Oh, no, to hell with that.
I am not gonna let the Jackowskis get that contract
by stealing our plane.
The damn carb adjustment!
If Connie kicks that in, we're screwed.
Why did you and Cece have to make such a big deal about it
in front of the other pilots?
It's almost like we were daring someone to steal my plane.
We're gonna beat that old goat with his own modification.
Life is sweet.
No, no, no, something's wrong.
It's cutting power. We're losing our airspeed.
Turn it off. Just turn it off!
We have very good news to report.
Bobby cleverly cleared your name,
at least as far as present events go.
Hewson was disqualified. You guys won.
What?
Hey, you're still an ass for betting the contract,
but I'm glad you won.
We won.
Told you it would work.
Bobby figured it all out in Tulita.
I can't believe you got Willie loaded.
It was his idea.
Mostly.
Sly, just like your old man.
It looks like you got a better co-pilot anyway.
That I do.
Ivarson.
Your carb adjustment was a fake.
Good enough to fool you.
I guess it doesn't qualify as cheating.
Is that an apology?
Don't push it.
You already have our plane.
And the contract. A bet's a bet.
Keep the plane, we'll call it even.
Ladies and gentlemen,
let's get team Arctic Air over to the winners' circle
for the presentation of the Mail Run trophy!
Ivarson and Martin, go get your names on that trophy.
- Hey. - Yo.
So you quit, huh?
Sorry about Krista.
She can be a bit of a hot-head.
Well, no idea where she gets that from.
Congratulations.
It's okay, you don't have to pretend.
I know this is all small town stuff to you.
You know, for a while,
you were on the outside with me, looking in,
because of your time away from here,
but now,
it's different.
Yeah, well,
it was hard at first, coming back.
But this is my home.
I know.
I want you to be a part of my life here.
But I'm not gonna make the same mistake
my dad made with my mom.
She was a free spirit, like you,
and he loved her.
Like I love you.
But when things started to go wrong,
he did everything he could to try and keep her
in Yellowknife, when
he should've let her go.
And that's why I want you to go to Antarctica.
Krista, I've been thinking, I can get a different job.
No.
No, it's not working.
You were right.
I'm hoping if you go away,
you'll realize that you're wrong, too.
That you love this place.
And maybe you'll find out
that you can't live without me.
♪ And say goodbye ♪