- [Narrator] Previously on Arctic Air.
- Everybody, this is Tag.
- [Krista] You're gonna stick around?
- [Tag] Yeah, I was thinking about it.
- I'm hoping if you go away,
maybe you'll find out that you can't live without me.
- She wasn't trying to hurt your feelings.
- Yeah, well, this isn't junior high
and some of us have real work to do.
- You told her about Tag?
- Krista, calm down, okay?
It's a contract to fly a cop around the communities.
- [Connor] You and mom?
- [Bobby] Looks like we're gonna try to be together.
- It's always good to see you, Russell.
- Not particularly.
- Bobby Martin's a dead man.
(car engine revs) (car tires screeching)
(plane engine roaring)
- Can you get us out of this turbulence?
- Doing my best.
- I feel like a milkshake.
- Maybe you need to tighten your seatbelt.
- I thought you were the best.
I'm still waiting for this hotshot pilot
that Krista told me about.
- How 'bout you give the guy a break?
You've been on him since we took off.
And can you loosen these? They're killing me.
- Hey, you got off easy, all right?
The cops at Fort McPherson wanted you muzzled and chained.
- I'm real scary.
Self-defense obviously means something different
in Canada, eh?
- Self-defense?
Is that what you call stabbing your cell mate?
- You weren't there were you?
I know what happened.
Ancient history.
- [Lindsay] What?
- It's the headwinds. We burned more fuel than I planned.
- We're already behind schedule.
- There's a strip at Raven's Bay.
(soft music continues)
- [Lindsay] You said there'd be gas here.
- [Blake] There usually is.
- [Lindsay] The U.S. marshals are waiting for us in YK,
and he's got transfer a flight to Edmonton at nine.
- We're not going anywhere without fuel.
- How long is it gonna be?
- Why don't you take Greg inside and stay warm?
I'll make some calls.
- Let's go. (intense music)
(Lindsay grunts)
- [Greg] (grunts) Get off.
- Don't move.
- Find us some fuel and get us outta here.
(upbeat music)
■ Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh ■
- So how far away?
- I can't go back. I can't do hard time.
You don't, you don't know what it's like.
- Thanks buddy, I owe ya.
Fuel truck's on it way.
We should be wheels up in a half hour.
- I don't belong there.
- I think you'll fit right in.
- You don't know the whole story.
- Sergeant Lauderhill, please.
Can you make up time in the air?
- Some of it, maybe. Depends on the weather.
- Sir, it's officer Gallagher.
We're out here at Ravens Bay airstrip.
(sighs) Yes. I realize that, sir, but,
we had headwinds and...
Yes, my pilot assures me he'll make up for it in the air.
- Hey, how's it going?
- Ugh, how is it that I get 500 emails a day
and there's still mail to open?
- You know, I don't know how you do it,
but you're always on top of it.
You rock.
- (chuckles) Thanks. Hey, you look good.
Where are you going?
- Taking Petra to dinner. Connor's gotta sleepover.
- Ooh, date night.
- If I answer a work call this time at dinner,
I'm gonna be single by dessert.
- (chuckles) I'll cover you.
I'm not going anywhere.
- How are things with Tag?
- Oh, you know, long distance relationship.
- Well, this isn't much but it might cheer you up a little.
- Mmh.
We got it?
We got it! - Yeah.
- We're insured for search and rescue.
- I'm proud of you.
- Hi.
- Wow. You look incredible.
- Thank you.
- Ready to go?
- Not quite. Connor is still here.
We're waiting for his ride.
- You two have fun. (phone ringing)
- [Lindsay] You said the tanks were full.
- But we're socked in. Freezing fog.
We can't take off.
- We can't stay here.
- We can go into town, but there's no motel.
And uh, I don't wanna ask my friends.
- Why don't you guys tie me up outside like a dog.
- We cannot spend the night in Ravens Bay.
- [Blake] Well, no pilot is gonna fly in this.
- Find us a way out of here.
I'm delivering that prisoner to the Marshals tonight.
- I don't even know who we're waiting for.
Who's the friend?
- Jacob.
- Comstock?
- Mm-hmm.
- I thought they hated each other.
- That was last year. (door bangs)
- Wait, we're not having Connor spend a night...
- Mm-mm.
- Phew, looking good Petra.
- Thank you, Russell.
We will be at the Frontier Hotel if you need us.
- Glad to hear he is not cheaping out on you.
- That's not a good idea.
- Come here.
- I don't like you either, but they're friends now
so shut up.
Be cool, hmm?
Just let it go.
- Bobby, we're going to miss our reservation.
Have fun, buddy. Be good.
See you tomorrow. - [Connor] Later.
- Bye. Thanks.
- Mm-hmm. (Petra chuckles)
- This grudge you have with Russell and Kimbo...
- We're not gonna let our son hang out with the Comstocks.
- No, no, no, no.
This is your issue, Bobby.
The kids worked it out.
I think it's time that you and Russell did too.
Let's go to dinner.
- Fuel truck came and gassed up the beaver,
but we're socked in.
Is anyone flying near Dyson River?
- Uh, Dev and Astrid coming down from Paulatuk. Why?
- I just got off the radio.
The weather's clear in Dyson.
If I can get us there, can they pick us up?
- Ooh, Astrid, won't be happy.
"Priscilla's Revenge" is playing at Bullocks tonight.
- Krista, please.
If I have to spend another hour with this woman...
- I heard you had a thing for Lindsay.
Not working out?
- If you didn't want this cop contract so bad,
I'd have left her in Inuvik.
- (chuckles) Thank you for not doing that.
Um, how are you getting to Dyson?
- I, I got a buddy here, Mickey,
if uh, I can get ahold of him, he might lend us his truck.
- Oh, okay. I'll deal with Astrid.
(notification chiming)
Okay. Um, I'll-I'll-I'll, they'll be there.
I'll, I gotta go. (notification chiming)
Okay.
- Hey, I thought you couldn't call me till Wednesday.
- I couldn't wait.
I just... (static drowns out speaker)
- Oh, oh, we've got another bad connection.
- Oh yeah. satellite connection here... (speech fades out)
- Where are you?
- El Chalten.
It's a little village in Patagonia.
We're actually climbing Fitz Roy tomorrow.
- I'm so glad you called.
- I wish you were coming with us.
It's gonna be incredible. (static drowns out speaker)
Will you?
- Uh, Will I what?
- Uh, Christmas, will you spend Christmas with me?
- Christmas?
- Yeah, we can meet in Fiji.
We could get one of those over-water bungalows and you know,
disappeared inside for like a week, or three.
- Oh, wow.
Oh, I would love to.
- Oh, I hear a but.
- It's our busiest time of the year.
- Okay. Um, What about January?
- We've been invited to an air show in Texas.
I could probably get away in February.
- February, and probably?
- I know.
- (sighs) That'll be six months since we've seen each other.
- I wish it was easier for me to get away.
- [Tag] Yeah.
- I'm sorry, about Christmas.
I wish I could meet you.
- Don't worry about it.
Uh, I should go.
Connection's terrible
and there's a lineup for the computer here.
- 'kay. Well call me when you get back.
- Yeah.
- Yeah, I will. Gotta go. (somber music continues)
- Hey, Mickey.
Thanks for helping us out, man.
I really appreciate it. - [Mickey] No problem.
- Hey, Mickey's a local artist.
He's been up here for 15 years.
- Thanks letting us your vehicle.
Let's go.
- Sweet ride.
- [Mickey] Thanks.
- No.
- What's the problem?
- We are not transporting a prisoner in this.
- She runs good.
- You're telling me this is the only vehicle available?
- Tires have tread.
You wanna make it to Yellowknife tonight, this is our ride.
Our pilots are waiting for us in Dyson River.
- (sighs) Fine.
- [Blake] What are you doing?
- I have to search the vehicle.
- [Mickey] Seriously?
- [Blake] For what?
- What do you think?
- Lindsay, you're not gonna find anything.
Right?
- [Greg] Come on, it's freezing cold, let's go.
- Look, this is a waste of time.
We have a small window to make it to Dyson River.
Once that storm rolls in, we're not taking off.
- For carving. (suspenseful music continues)
(car engine revs)
- The wipers are icy. I can't see a damn thing.
We should turn back. This is getting bad.
- Do you want me to drive?
Watch it! For heavens sake, be careful.
- [Greg] Slow down, man.
- Oh, don't open that container in the back.
- What is it?
- No idea. It's been there three weeks.
Oh no. I'm trying something new.
If we stop cleaning up after the rampies,
eventually they'll have to grow up, right?
- Or die of food poisoning.
- (chuckles) How's Tag?
- Uh, good.
Yeah. He's in Patagonia.
- Hmm. You guys making plans?
- He wants me to meet him in Fiji for Christmas.
- Ooh, I want your life.
- Well, I can't go.
You know how busy we are.
- Are you out of your mind? He invited you to Fiji.
I'd kill for a relationship like that.
- It's been four months since we've been in the same place.
- Yeah, you're in constant honeymoon phase.
You don't have to see him cut his toenails on the toilet.
- (laughs) Well, there is that.
But how would I possibly get away?
- You're the boss. Fire yourself.
You can rehire yourself when you get back.
Now call him, tell him you're coming
or I will do it for you.
(phone ringing)
Saved by the bell.
- This is Krista.
- [Lauderhill] Miss Ivarson, Sergeant Lauderhill.
Have you heard from constable Gallagher?
- [Krista] Not since they left Ravens bay.
We have a plane en route to meet them in Dyson River.
- So you have no idea if they even made it to Dyson River?
- I'm sure they're waiting on the airstrip
but the phone lines are down
and cell service in the area is...
- I have two U.S. marshals cooling their heels
in my office wondering where their prisoner is.
They already missed their nine o'clock flight.
- Well, I'd be happy to book them a charter
for tomorrow morning.
- I need that prisoner here, now.
Call me as soon as you hear from them.
- [Krista] You'll know as soon as I do.
- (sighs) Lindsay?
- I'm alright.
Did you break anything?
- I don't think so.
Hey, let me see.
- It's not bad.
- Greg, are you okay?
- Yeah.
Yeah, my-my shoulder, um...
- What, your right?
- Yeah. It's, no,
it's-it's popped. It's-It's okay.
Uh, happens sometimes since I dislocated it.
I can get it back in, I just need my left hand.
- Can you unlock him so I can have a look?
- [Lindsay] Cuffs stay on.
- We can't leave him like this, he's in pain.
- He's faking it.
I can't get a signal.
Are there flares in the emergency kit?
- Emergency kit?
- Tell me you didn't leave it on the plane.
So we have nothing.
- How 'bout some heat?
It's freezing back here. (car starter wailing)
- Come on.
(car starter wailing)
- Yeah, it's probably the starter.
- Come on.
- I'm a mechanic. Let me take a look.
- Yeah, that's gonna happen. (intense music continues)
(exhales sharply)
- He thinks you're a hard ass.
He thinks you took me down too rough.
I know it's nothing personal,
you just, you've got a job to do.
I just, I couldn't, uh,
I couldn't handle going back to jail.
- Now you're all peace and acceptance?
- Hell, right now I hope I make it to a warm cell.
(exhales sharply)
Does he have any clue as to what he's doing out there?
- (sighs) No idea.
- How far is it to Dyson River?
- I'm guessing we're about 10 K or 15 K out.
Here.
- Oh, uh.
Thanks. Ow.
Must make you sick dealing with guys like him, hmm?
Just keep screwing it up and still wants to call the shots.
- You don't know him.
- He ran outta fuel,
stranded us in the middle of freaking nowhere
and nearly got us killed on the road.
- You're starting to piss me off.
- You'll take the heat, with your boss,
with the Marshal's office and this guy,
he'll hang you out to dry.
(car bonnet bangs) (Blake shivers)
- Did you fix it?
- My fingers froze up, couldn't feel them.
- I have been working on cars since I was 12.
I can fix it.
Ah, ah.
- You're not going anywhere.
Stay away from him.
- Where are you going?
- To get my bearings.
Maybe we should start thinking about walking.
- Lindsay, I was out there for two minutes,
I almost lost my fingers.
(sighs)
- [Dev] This is Arctic Air's Lady Lou, do you copy?
- I read you Dev. Go ahead.
- The storm has reached Dyson River ahead of us.
We cannot land.
- How bad is it?
- Not Good.
We have been circling, but we are running low on fuel
and we have not been able to reach Blake on the phone.
- Hold on.
Check the weather on Dyson River.
- It looks like it's moving southeast.
- It should be clear by 2:00 a.m.
We'll find you a place to divert.
- Divert?
- Ask them if we can come back for them tomorrow.
- Red Bridge looks clear.
- How far are you from Red Bridge?
- Almost 20 minutes.
Perhaps we can, we can come back tomorrow...
- Uh, great. Put her down, gas up and be ready to go.
We'll contact Blake
and let him know you'll meet him in Dyson River
as soon as the weather clears.
- Okey dokey. (plane engine roaring)
- Apparently, I am now too embarrassing
to be seen in public with
so I had to sit at the back of the movie theater
while Connor and his friends sat up front.
- You should've called me.
We could've made out. (cellphone buzzing)
- You sure you don't wanna get that?
- I'm sure.
- Anyway, this morning he couldn't eat his cereal
because my toast crunching was too irritating,
but he did give me a hug on my birthday
so I guess that's something.
Still wanna stick around?
- Martin, answer your damn phone.
- What's going on? Is everything okay with the kids?
- If you're gonna unleash your spawn on the world,
you damn well better take responsibility for it.
- What the hell are you talking about?
- Did Connor and Jacob get into another fight?
- Oh, Jacob wasn't the one your kid tangling with?
It was Bree.
- Okay. Let's just calm down.
- Where are the kids?
- Well, Jacob's out looking for his sister
and I got no idea where your little perve is.
- What did you do?
- Nothing.
- They took off Russell, you must have done something.
- I walked in and I caught your kid all over my daughter,
what was I supposed to do, shake his hand?
- You lost your temper?
- (scoffs) No.
- Did you threaten my son?
Cause if you laid a hand on him...
- I didn't, maybe I should have.
- Okay. You know what?
Back up, the both of you.
We need to find them and we need to do it now.
(suspenseful music)
(Lindsay shivering)
- [Greg] You see her?
- No.
She should be back by now.
- Yeah, she probably hitched a ride
and left us out here to freeze.
- Wouldn't blame her.
- What, do you think this is your fault?
What were you gonna do?
She was busting balls to get back to Yellowknife.
- Your shoulder's not a problem anymore.
- I'll live.
I don't know what she told you about me.
- None of my business.
- I robbed a convenience store.
- And killed your cellmate.
- Federal's no joke, man.
I was, I was just a kid, I fell off. I was 21.
1 week away from my parole hearing,
I got a new cellie.
He stabbed me, while I was sleeping.
I fought him off, and he died.
Second degree murder,
added 10 years to my sentence.
- That's rough.
- I couldn't handle the thought of going back inside, man,
but now,
I don't wanna die out here.
'kay?
I can fix the car.
I can get us outta here.
- All right. Just stay there in case she comes home.
- Thanks, Marie.
Um, you'll call me if he shows up there?
Thanks.
- Well, he's not at the Coopers and he is not at my dad's.
- And Justin and Craig haven't seen him.
I told them to text Connor and get him to call us.
- Bree hasn't gone to her mother's.
I'm gonna drive around, see if I can find her.
- Oh, okay. Well in that case,
why don't you go with him then I can drive home
and wait for Connor there.
- Car's invisible from the road.
I tied my scarf to a branch as a marker
in case someone comes along.
- You still wanna start walking?
- No.
It's gotta be minus 30 out there.
We stay here. Conserve heat.
- He thinks we can get the car started.
- I'm sure he does.
- What am I gonna do? Take off in this.
I'm telling you I can fix it.
Just, let's get the heat back on.
- Look at you, you're freezing.
We all are. Let him try.
- (heavy breathing) Okay.
- But the cuffs stay on.
- You're the boss. (grunting)
Hmm. (shoulder pops)
(screams) (panting)
- I guess he wasn't faking it.
Let's go.
(knocking on door)
- [Loreen] Office opens at 7:00 a.m.
- Any word from my office yet?
- Sergeant Lauderhill.
Loreen Cassway.
- Yeah.
So we still can't get through to anyone in Dyson River.
- I need to speak to constable Gallagher, now.
- We understand that and we're doing everything we can,
but for right now,
we have to assume that they're waiting out the storm
in the terminal.
- Well, that's not good enough.
I need to get officers up there right away.
- Is there something we should know?
Because if there is, that is my pilot up there.
We were told about the cellmate.
Lindsay assured us, self-defense.
If there's more going on...
- The paperwork we got only included his convictions,
but now the Marshals tell me,
they think he killed two other people.
- What time exactly did Blake leave Ravens Bay?
- Around seven 30.
I left my sister a message on Facebook
to find out if Blake dropped a car off in Dyson River.
- Any word from her?
- Not yet. Phone lines are down.
Maybe they lost internet too.
- Uh, what about her cell phone?
- Doesn't have one.
- Any way you can reach anyone in Dyson River?
We really need to get in touch with Blake.
- Pretty bad out there.
I guess I can find a quad and run over.
- Uh, thanks Mickey, but I need you to stay where you are.
- Did something happen with that prisoner?
- Uh, the best thing you can do for us right now
is to just keep trying to reach someone in Dyson.
Okay?
- You got it.
- The battery's got juice,
just not getting to the starter.
- Why didn't you just do your time
and get a job as a mechanic?
Could have saved us a lot of grief.
- Eh, if I hadn't escaped, I might be 63
by the time I got out.
Not exactly prime age to start a career.
The coil wire is busted, I think I can just...
Okay.
Tell him to turn the key all the way off
and then start it up again with gas.
- Turn the key all the way off
and then try it again with gas.
(grunts) (suspenseful music continues)
- No?
- No.
- Have him try it again.
- Try it again.
(car engine revs)
Nice job.
Let's get the heat on. (car bonnet bangs)
- [Bobby] Let me know if they show up.
- What'd they say?
- Haven't seen them.
- (sighs) Why's this crap gotta happen when I got the kids?
- They're probably scared stupid, hiding from you.
Seriously, what did you say to them?
- Hey, I was doing you a favor looking after your kid
so you and Petra could take a swing at number two.
- Where would you go if you were their age?
- Check this out.
- Are you stocking your daughter on Instagram?
- This is from half an hour ago.
What's that look like to you?
- Marina.
- So you didn't think to tell us
that our pilot is transporting a triple murderer?
- Apparently, they didn't know about the other two victims.
- Greg Turpin wasn't convicted in those murders
so it wasn't in his file.
The Marshals never passed that information along to us.
- But you knew he escaped custody in Colorado.
Didn't you think officer Gallagher could use some backup?
- Hey, all we know is the weather is bad.
Doesn't mean anybody's in trouble.
- Dev and Astrid say Dyson's still socked in.
They haven't heard from Blake.
- We need to get officers up there, now.
- And I told you we can't, it's a white out.
- And we're three hours away.
We've got a plane in Red Bridge.
You got people up there?
- I got two officers who can get there.
- Okay.
Maybe we can do something.
- Smells like a hockey bag, but I'll take it.
- That's a good thing about these old cars,
they heat up fast.
- We should start digging.
- You think we can push it out.
- It's worth a try.
- Okay.
- Just gimme one more minute to warm up.
- Let me help dig it out.
- Blake and I can handle it.
We've got enough fuel to keep the heat on for a while.
- Maybe, I had an old beater like this once,
the needle always read full.
Come on. Three sets of hands.
- I don't wanna run outta gas after all this.
The faster we dig out...
- Okay. Hands stay cuffed.
- I know the drill.
(car honking)
- It wasn't my proudest parenting moment, okay?
- So you did freak out.
- They were in the den supposed to be watching a movie,
all three of 'em.
I go make some popcorn, I open the door, there's-
Jacob's nowhere to be seen and there's Bree
and your kid making out on the couch, you know, I...
Caught me off guard, I might have yelled.
- That's it?
- I might've thrown a bowl of popcorn,
at their heads.
- Ugh.
- I wasn't prepared for what I saw, you know?
She's my little girl.
- Kids can bring out the crazy in all of us.
- Yeah. It's different when you got a girl though.
You only gotta worry about one little wiener,
I gotta worry about all of 'em.
(chuckles)
- You're not like your brother.
- No one's like Kimbo.
- I don't know what I did to him off so much.
Every time I see him,
it looks like he wants to rip off my head.
- Bobby, there's some things that you don't know, man.
There they are.
Bree.
- We aren't doing anything.
- Take it easy, Russell.
- Why didn't you answer your phone?
- Cause you're a psycho.
- Okay. Maybe I overreacted.
- Yeah, you think?
- You know what? - Connor,
now's not the time.
- I'm sorry.
Will you come home?
(Russell sighs)
- [Russell] Come on, we'll give you a ride.
- [Bobby] It's okay.
- You sure?
- Yeah.
- Bye.
- Bye. (gentle music continues)
- Tires are clear, but we're still hung up underneath.
- Turpin. You've been out here 15 minutes.
Go warm up.
- No, no, we've almost got it.
- Two more minutes then you're inside.
- Okay, thanks Mickey. We'll call you back.
He just got a message from his sister on Facebook,
turns out Blake never dropped off the car.
- So they gotta still be on that road.
I got a buddy up there offering to do a flyover.
- In a white out? What's he gonna see?
- That's what I told him.
- Mickey said the freeze fog's lifted
so I'm thinking Dev and Astrid load up the cops
in Red Bridge, land them in Ravens Bay-
- And get the cop some transport down that road.
- Yeah, I'll call Mickey back,
see if he can find them some quads.
- I'll call Dev and Astrid.
- Sergeant,
tell your officers to get to the Red Bridge airstrip.
- [Voiceover] Dev and Astrid will be in the field
in three minutes.
(car engine roaring) (wind whooshing)
- That should probably the good.
- [Greg] Yeah.
- Okay. Try it.
(car engine revving) (tires screeching)
Let's rock it.
- [Greg] Oh, there we go. There we go.
- You got it.
- [Greg] (grunts) Okay.
(car engine stalls)
- What happened?
- One of the coil wires probably came loose again.
Pop the hood.
- Let me secure Greg.
- Let's go.
Give me your hands.
(Lindsay yelps)
- Get these cuffs off me.
- Okay. Okay. Take it easy, Greg.
- Now.
- Okay. Okay. Okay.
Okay. (Lindsay panting)
- Okay. You should throw that key down.
- Okay.
(intense music) (screams)
(gun fires)
- Lindsay!
- (gasps) Okay.
- That was a stupid thing to do.
Get in.
- Lindsay, you okay?
- Now, or she dies.
- Easy.
- Eyes front.
Take off your coat.
Do it!
Hurry up.
- Let him go.
- Throw it back here.
And the hat and the gloves.
Okay. Okay.
- Now start the car.
(car engine revs)
- Get out.
Stay in front of the headlights so I can see you,
and I promise nothing happens to her.
- Greg, don't do this.
- He'll freeze.
- And if you try to get back in,
I will cut her throat and drive myself.
- Put me outside, okay?
I'm the reason you're here. He has nothing to do with it.
- What, you like him now?
Get out.
- He'll die.
- I'm getting on that plane and I only need one hostage.
(intense dramatic music continues)
- Two officers are heading to the airstrip to meet you.
We need you to drop them at Raven's Bay.
- Copy that.
We'll have wheels up as soon as the police get here.
- You don't have to kill him, Greg. You can stop this.
- Have you ever been to a federal prison, constable? Hmm?
- No.
- There's no way to paint a picture.
It's-
it is the worst of the worst caged together.
It is pain that you can't, you can't imagine.
- You worked with him side by side, digging out this car,
knowing that you were going to kill him.
- I can't have any witnesses.
Had you not emptied the gun,
this would've been quick for him.
- [Loreen] Dev, it's Loreen. What's your situation?
- We have the two offices on board,
but take off conditions are not ideal.
- What are we looking at?
- Power outage in Red Bridge.
- [Mel] Okay, so you're on an unlit strip?
- Yes.
- All right. Set your DG to a runway published heading.
Just keep her on the pavement during takeoff.
- Yes, all right.
- We'll call you when we get there.
- Copy that.
- You ready?
- (exhales sharply) Engine instruments?
- All in the green.
(plane engine roaring) (dramatic music continues)
- Okay, drive. Drive.
- Mm-mm. I'm not leaving.
- Move.
(Greg yelps)
- No.
No. (Greg screaming)
- Don't move.
Blake? Blake!
Can you hear me?
- Yeah, you're shouting.
- Why didn't you call me or your mom?
- I knew you'd be pissed.
- Now, why would you think that?
- Russell was pissed.
- Come on.
I'm not mad about Bree.
- It's not about me and Bree.
- Then what is it?
- You hate Russell and Russell hates you.
Everybody in town knows it.
- We don't hate each other.
- Yeah, right.
He's never gonna let me see her again.
- Yes, he will.
Just give it some time.
(sighs)
Look, If you wanna hang out with Bree,
or be friends with Jacob, do it.
This thing with me and Russell has got nothing to do
with you guys.
I'm sorry you even have to worry about it.
- Does mom know about what happened?
- Yeah.
- Maybe she'll be asleep by the time we get home.
- Don't count on it. (dramatic music continues)
- That damn couch is worse than I remember.
- I slept in the waiting room
and I could still hear you snore.
- Oh.
How's Blake?
- They're treating him for hypothermia.
- Doctor said he was lucky
there was a nurse in Raven's Bay last night.
- How bad is it?
- Mm, he's trying to crack jokes so, it's a good sign.
- Lauderhill wants you to fly the marshals
and the prisoner to Edmonton.
- You've been up all night at the hospital.
I'll take 'em.
- You've been up half the night, too.
You do not want that flight.
- I'm not letting anybody else do it.
That's for damn sure.
- I'm sorry I let this happen.
Blake saved my life.
- He's a good guy.
- Yeah, he is.
Well, thanks.
- Night.
- I'm gonna go home and get some rest.
- Suit yourself, after you call Tag.
- I will call him from home.
- You will call him now,
if I have to lock you in your office.
(radio chatter)
- Anyway, night from hell,
but I wanted to tell you that this Christmas thing,
I think it's a really great idea,
and I'm gonna try and make it work.
- Now, I thought that that was off the table.
- I'm gonna figure it out somehow.
- Yeah, but I thought you couldn't do it
so I changed my plans.
- Oh. 'Kay.
- [Voiceover] Runway three three.
- I-I-I, well, I guess I could,
I could still make Fiji work,
I just have to cut a trip short.
- No, no, no, no. Don't do that.
- Krista,
I want you to be with me.
- I know and I'm trying,
but if you've changed your plans...
- 10 Days isn't gonna fix it.
- Fix what?
- This.
So we have 10 days at Christmas and,
and then a week in February?
- Well, you could come here.
Anytime.
I can't follow you around the world forever.
- I love you, Krista.
I do.
But your life's there and, and mine's...
- Not.
- I don't know what else to do,
but it shouldn't be this hard.
■ To get around by me and my feet ■
- So I guess,
that's it.
■ And glued to the ground ■
■ Glued to the ground and you're so far ■
- I'm sorry.
■ You're so far, you're so far ■
- Yeah.
Me too.
■ Wait for me now and its too hard ■
■ it's too hard ■
'Kay.
Bye.
■ It's too hard to stay in love with distance ■
■ The distance, the distance ■
(upbeat music)