- I love you. - I love you too.
[gasps]
- Write out your nightmares and they'll stop.
- That's a good start.
I think staying here was a mistake.
Having buyer's remorse.
- You have to move.
I know you can do it.
- We need a better dynamic than you not following my orders.
- You'll be gone soon.
- Oh, I don't scare that easily.
I'm dating.
I'm worried I'm getting too attached.
- I heard about the dead ranger.
For a minute, I thought it was you.
[hawk screeching]
♪
[sighs]
- Come on, let's pick up those knees.
Let's go.
One day we will be on time.
- Crushing it, mama.
Use those powers for good, kid.
- Copy that.
- Oh, Jesus...
I think I'm gonna die.
[Bethany laughs] How can you be so fast?
- My body's my temple, amore.
Maybe I'll become a ranger. - Oh, yeah?
- And you can stay home and tend to my needs.
- Girl...
Get a room, you dorks.
[chuckling]
- I gotta get to work. - Okay.
- What? Gotta get to work?
She got a job?
- A few weeks ago.
She said she called in a favor.
It's part-time.
We were really struggling, so it's all good now.
- Nice. - Oh, my God.
- Oh!
Right on time. - Firefighters.
- I love fire suppression season.
- Oh, really?
- I don't know, man.
- Dude, I'm telling you, this is perfect.
- I hear what you're saying, but...
there's no such thing as a perfect crime.
- No, no, I could pull it off.
I watch a lot of true crime docs, man.
- Dude, you can't even keep your drip torch
from getting clogged.
- Oh.
- Ew...
[knocking on door]
- Anna, it's Jesse.
I, uh-- can I come in?
I'm here to fix your sink?
[knock on door] Anna?
Hey. - Hey.
- You guys seen Anna?
I'm supposed to fix her sink.
- Uh, I don't know, like two days ago,
but I haven't seen her since.
- Yeah, I've been off.
- When's the last time any of you locked your doors?
- Never.
- Hey!
You guys know where Ranger Pigeon is?
- Hoping she turns up at your bar later.
Had a bit of fun with her last year,
and, uh, hope she missed me.
- Hey, ignore that guy.
Besides, you're the one fixing Anna's sink.
Right? Huh?
[chuckling] - Yeah!
- Not at the moment.
- Oh...
♪
- Anna!
[groans]
[groans, gasps]
[coughs, heaves]
[gasps]
[groans]
- I once read about a kind of dungeon
called an oubliette.
A hidden hole with only one escape route
through a hatch in the top.
Often an unfathomable punishment.
Question is...
What the hell did I do?
[groans]
- Hi, Charlie.
Need some sawdust for the bar.
- Jumbo bags are on back order,
but I got a couple 20s left.
- Yeah? I'll take them both.
Any mail?
♪
- Any chance you can take this back to Anna?
Found it waiting for me with 40 bucks on top
when I open it.
The zip code's smudged, so I can't send it.
- I can take it back to her.
- Okay, there you go.
- Put sawdust on my tab.
Pick it up before close. - Sure.
- Thanks, Charlie. - Later.
- Headache, brain fog, nausea...
I got blackout drunk and fell in this hole while hiking?
I don't smell like booze.
And I don't have wine mouth.
An accident while caving?
I wouldn't wear this gear to cave.
And I don't have any ropes on me.
[sighs]
I'm gonna have to free solo out.
[bone cracking, screaming]
I fell. I fell while hiking,
and now I have a concussion
and my bad shoulder's out
and I have no rope, which means that I'm trapped.
I'm trapped and I can't even remember
how I got here.
What would Molly do?
Molly would tell me to stop being a drama queen
and do the next most necessary thing.
♪
This is gonna suck.
[bone cracks, screams]
♪
- No Anna tonight, huh?
- I think she's just lying low.
- Well, I tried to get a hold of her.
I'm starting to worry.
- I get it, bro.
Anna ghosted me last year, too.
You gotta take what you can get
with that kind of woman, right?
- Last round for them.
- What? You mean us?
- Yeah, you can finish your drinks and get out.
- What's your problem, man?
I mean, it's obvious you can't handle Anna Pigeon.
Hey, maybe you should let me handle her for you.
[grunts] - Oh, boy.
Oh, boy.
[grunts]
- Hey, hey.
Hey!
- Get them out of here,
and lay down some sawdust to soak up this mess.
- You heard him.
- I'm going. Come on.
[phone ringing]
[voicemail] - This is Anna Pigeon. Leave a message.
- Hello? Can anyone hear me?
Is anyone out there?
There's gotta be something I can use
to get out of here.
Oh, yes, come on.
Come on, work.
Please work.
♪
Well, my compass is toast.
♪
Hope is the thing with feathers.
I could really use some feathers right about now.
And a bottle of water.
♪
[groans]
♪
[screams, groans]
[coughs]
I'm weak. I need food and water.
I've been in here a while.
At least a day.
Hey.
Hey!
Hello?
Hey, help!
♪
Hey!
You can't leave me here. Please!
I didn't fall, and it wasn't an accident.
Someone put me here on purpose.
♪
- Enough Anna!
- Our first place in the Heights was about this size.
[gasps] Though...
It had more natural light.
When I died, you couldn't leave our apartment
for six weeks.
You wanted the walls to close in and smother you.
I don't think this is what you meant.
- I...
[chuckles]
I must be losing it if you're here.
- Hey, come on. I'm fun to have around.
- When you were alive.
You being here now...
Maybe I'm going insane.
Maybe I'm dying.
Maybe both?
- If Molly were here, she'd know what to say.
- She'd say my subconscious conjured you up
to bring me comfort.
- Third Man Syndrome. Right, right.
Man, Molly is so smart.
- Very clever, Zachary.
- Some asshole did this to you,
but you can't remember who or why.
- I keep having these flashes of memory,
but I can't piece it all together.
I'm so thirsty, I can't even think.
My head's pounding.
- Remember what they told you in grief therapy
about trauma triggers?
- Sounds, tastes, smells, textures.
They're all memory triggers.
What if I don't want to remember?
- Anna, it's okay to remember the bad stuff.
♪
[distant laughter]
[loud music playing]
[bottle clanging]
- You have five minutes to return this beach
to its natural splendor.
- Or what?
- I'm banning you from the park.
- Come on... - Okay, okay, guys,
you heard the ranger. Come on, let's go.
Hi, hi.
Look, we have five days left of our trip, okay?
Please don't bounce us. all right?
It won't-won't happen again.
Scout's honor, uh, Ranger Pigeon.
My name's, uh, J.P.
We're good?
[whistling, urinating]
- No urinating within 200 feet of a water source.
No drinking on the beach. No camping on the beach.
No disturbing others' quiet enjoyment of the park.
- Sorry, I didn't.
[music volume increases] Sorry-sorry, what was that?
What was that last part?
I just didn't catch that last part.
Officer, was it?
I guess, uh, one-one more time.
You are gonna pay for that.
- Is it possible that little shit did this to me?
- If he did, Anna,
you only have two days left before they leave the park.
- And I die in this hole.
- Now why would Anna send all this personal stuff
back to New York?
- None of this makes sense.
- Maybe because of her fight with Geoff.
They had a real blowout three days ago.
That's why she booked a week off work.
She finally got tired and went back home to New York.
- She wouldn't leave without saying goodbye to me.
- She definitely wouldn't leave
without saying goodbye to me either.
- Anna doesn't really seem like the goodbye party potluck type.
- True.
Okay, but Anna's always been there for me.
Whatever is happening, I'm there for her, too.
- Me too.
♪
- Starting a fire to signal for help.
So resourceful.
- Geoff would have sent a search party out by now.
He'll see the smoke.
- You sure?
You sure that'll be enough, Anna?
- You cannot smash property of park guests.
- He instigated it to get a rise out of me.
- Congratulations.
You got outsmarted by a drunk 23-year-old.
And now they're filing a complaint.
- For what?
- Destruction of property and harassment.
- Okay, here.
Here's 50 bucks for the radio.
And as for the harassment, they can shove it up their ass.
- Apologize.
You apologize, I can make this go away.
- Over my dead body.
If you saw what they did to the beach you would have--
- Every day is something with you,
but today you are going to follow
the path of least resistance.
- I can't. - I'm not asking.
- Great. Then this conversation--
- Enough, Anna.
I would take the rest of the week off.
♪
♪ Devil's coming for me now ♪
♪ There's nowhere I can run ♪
♪ And if I-- ♪
- If I bring it, I'll just use it
to hate-text Geoff.
♪
♪ I better get my gun ♪
♪ He says that I should just give in ♪
No one's looking for me.
No one even knows I'm missing.
Zach?
[gasping]
♪
All this because I broke your radio?
Say something!
I'm down here and I don't even know what I did!
Oh, shit.
[grunting]
[groaning]
♪
[lock clicking]
♪
- Anna?
[sighing]
All right, let's look around.
There's nothing up here. Her closet's empty.
So are her drawers.
- What about her hiking gear? - No, that's gone too.
But her fridge is full.
Fruits and vegetables.
I found this little guy.
- Maybe she was packing to leave
and then went on a hike instead.
- So you don't think she left for good?
- Mm-mmm, she wouldn't leave all this stuff.
And him, too.
- What about the box?
- Someone wanted us to think that Anna was packing
and leaving so we wouldn't look for her.
[groaning]
[gasping]
- Uh...
No bruising, no trauma.
[groaning]
- What did that monster do to you?
- He drugged the canteen and he cut me.
- Why is he toying with you instead of just--
- I don't know.
I'm so thirsty, Zach.
- A little drugged is better than dying of dehydration.
You're not dying in this hole, Anna.
You're gonna do what you need to do to survive.
Understand me?
- Geoff, we need to send out a search party for Anna.
- Is this about the damn box?
Maybe she went back to New York.
You know this is the fifth park Anna's worked at
in the last three years.
How long did you think it was gonna last?
- You're not listening.
There was somebody at Anna's house
packing up her stuff.
You need to get your head out of your ass
and go look for her.
- Be careful who you model yourself after, Zoey.
Hey, you're a good kid.
Where are you going?
- Taking a sick day. I got cramps.
- Hey, Frieda.
See if Anna put in for a backcountry walk up permit.
And get the general store on the phone, please.
Close the door.
- 58 Mississippi.
59 Mississippi.
60...
A line for every passing minute.
One capful every 15 minutes.
Enough to keep me alive,
but not enough to knock me out.
I hope.
You're gonna get out of here.
- So she took her trekking poles.
I'm guessing steep, uneven terrain,
slippery sections. - Belly River Trail.
- It's one of her favorites. - Ready?
- Let's hit the road. - Let's go.
♪
[rocks clicking together]
♪
- Dolomite rock contains magnesium carbonate,
also known as climbing chalk.
Maybe it'll help me stay on this damn wall.
I'm so tired and wobbly.
I hope I can do this.
♪
[grunting]
♪
[groaning]
[shouting in pain]
[screaming]
[eagle screeching]
♪
Take only memories, leave only footprints.
♪
[eagle screeching]
Looking good, you two.
♪
[groaning] - No, no, no, no, no.
Goddamn it! Shit!
♪
[footsteps approaching]
[screaming]
- That was the monster.
Doubled back and pushed you into the cave.
- When he came out, he was frantic.
- What do you think he was doing down here in the first place?
- I've been so busy looking up.
- Anna.
What are you looking for?
♪
- Anna! Anna!
Anna?
- Hello?
Hello? Is anybody home?
Tent's empty. Maybe they have to go pee.
- Is this blood?
- It's blood and hair.
Still don't know if it's Anna's,
or if this is even her site.
- Yeah, we do.
- What if she's one of the girls from the beach?
- All you know for sure is you witnessed someone
covering up a murder, and you got tossed down here
to shut you up.
- Those guys said they come to the beach
every year to climb.
The spatial behavior of violent criminals
shows they're drawn to hiding their crimes
in places they're familiar with.
- What happened to you?
How did a stage manager turn into someone
who knows what spatial behavior means?
- Things change when your husband gets murdered.
You develop new interests.
- Any of these beach bros seem capable
of murdering one of their friends?
- Anyone's capable of anything under the wrong circumstances.
- Your lips are cracked and blistered.
You need to drink.
- Drugged water is better than no water.
I've stopped counting the time.
I'm going by feel now.
When this water runs out...
I'm screwed.
[clanging]
- Oh!
[laughing]
I thought you were a bear.
- I'm a pigeon, actually.
Anna Pigeon. Hey. - Um, I'm Kay.
I would get up, but I twisted my ankle on a tree root
setting up camp. - Oh, um...
I'm an off duty ranger.
Can I take a look at it, make sure it's nothing serious?
- Yeah, sure.
Thank you.
My best friends are coming up from Washington,
and I will never live it down if we have to cancel camping
because I had an oopsie.
- Okay, on a scale of one to ten,
how much does this hurt?
- Um, zero compared to my pride.
- It's just a level one sprain.
Very minor, but...
I'll give you that. - Thanks.
- Ice it for 20 minutes, and then just make sure
you keep it-- - Keep it elevated.
I know the drill.
- All right.
If it gets worse tomorrow, go to the doctor, okay?
- Fine, but I'll be sending you a therapy bill.
- Deal.
Take these. They'll help you get around.
- Thanks.
- Just drop them off at the visitor center
on your way out. - You're a full service ranger.
I'm glad I met you when I did.
- Take care. - Yeah.
Thanks.
- It's her tensor bandage.
♪
I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry.
I should have stayed with you.
I should have waited 'til your friends got there.
I'm so sorry.
- But this is what you do.
- What?
- You leave.
When we need you the most, this is what you do.
You left me all alone. - I know.
I know, I know...
I shouldn't have drank so much.
I should have locked the damn door.
I'm sorry.
- This is your fault, Anna.
[distorted party noises]
You're drunk, Anna.
[party music plays, distorted]
♪
Why weren't you there to protect me?
You didn't even notice I was dead!
[crying]
Whatever happens to you now, you deserve it.
[whimpering]
- Leave me alone!
[panting]
♪
[birdsong]
[Anna whimpers] No... please.
Zach, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry. Please come back.
I didn't mean it.
[sobs]
No. No, no, no, no, no, no.
Damn it, Anna!
- Damn it, Anna, you can't just give up on life
and go live in the forest.
- Some parks are in the desert. - Don't be snippy with me.
And don't think that bringing me to a public place
is gonna stop me from telling you exactly how I feel.
- Go on, then.
- I watched your grief swallow you for a whole year.
I was the one that was on suicide watch.
I was the one that forced you to eat
and forced you to get out of your apartment,
to remember that there is life outside out here,
still worth living.
- That's where you're wrong, Molly.
Nothing out here is better than what I had
in that apartment with Zach.
- So you're gonna be a park ranger
and everything's gonna... be fixed then, right?
- You really don't get it. - No.
[scoffs] No, I really don't.
- I don't want to start over! I want to disappear.
♪
[sighs]
I guess I got my wish, Molly...
But I was wrong.
I don't wanna disappear...
I wanna live.
[water dripping]
[rain falling]
[Anna gasps]
♪
[chuckles]
♪
- Everyone knows their assignment.
- Yeah. - Get to it.
This guy?
Hey. - Hey.
- Hear you had a little dust up at the bar over Anna?
- Yeah, so? - Timing seems suspicious.
- [scoffs] Hang on.
I've been working my ass off trying to keep this park
from going up in smoke.
I didn't mess with Anna.
We were in the air when she went missing.
- Yeah, I'm sure you got record of that.
- Yeah, we got record of that.
- Tell them to call the number if they see Anna
or any sign of her.
- Please stress that they're not supposed to
put themselves in danger for any reason.
Jesse, take the sat phone, okay?
- Whoa! What kind of danger?
Did someone do something to Anna?
Should we be locking our doors?
- Hey, baby, everything is okay.
You're safe. I'm here, okay? - I don't feel safe.
Manny, if some-- - Shh!
- ...if something bad happened to her...
any one of us could be next. - I know.
But we have three hours of daylight left,
and we need to find Anna, okay?
Can we talk about this later?
Okay? - But I don't feel safe.
- One thing I learned from working in theater
is that the mind is too impatient
to wait for a full report.
Our brains make snap decisions based on what we perceive.
When the monster looks down here
and sees the things he left for me
but doesn't see me, he'll believe I'm passed out
in a shadowy corner of the cave.
Audiences are less interested in the seen
than in the unseen.
Open doors are dull.
Those partially ajar are captivating.
♪
When the curtain rises on an empty stage,
all eyes turn towards the entrance most likely
to spew forth the expected players.
And that's when you've got 'em right where you want 'em.
♪
Come and get me.
♪
[grunts]
♪
[shouts]
[The Monster groans in pain]
[Anna straining]
[shouting]
[Anna straining]
[shouts]
♪
[panting]
[The Monster shouts]
[panting]
[Anna groaning]
♪
- Team one will head to Belly River from here.
Team two will drive to the trailhead.
Civilians, please stay close to your ranger escorts.
We do not know who or what is out there.
[dog barking]
- We got a scent. - Everybody stay behind the dog.
Do not contaminate the trace.
Hey, what did I just say? - I'll be back.
[dog barking] - Anna!
[Anna groans in pain, sighs]
[dog approaching]
- I got the son of a bitch.
♪ You say it ain't so ♪
♪ Beware the rumbling stone ♪
♪ You're scared of what you stole ♪
♪ Beware the rumbling stone ♪
♪