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say no foodfor three months.

I said...

I said no food. I didn't say

there was nothing to eat.

Do you understand?

Do you understand?

I suppose I owe you gentlemen

a story.

Only if youfeel up to it.

Yes.

We left in April.

Six of us in all.

Mr. MacCready and his wife

from Ireland.

Mr. Janus from Virginia,

I believe...

with his servant, Jones.

Myself... I'm from Scotland.

And our guide...

a military man, coincidentally.

Colonel Ives.

I don't think I know him.

The betterfor you.

A detestable man...

and a most disastrous guide.

He professed to know...

a new, shorter route

through the Nevadas.

Quite a route that was.

Longer than the known one...

and impossible to travel.

Get up there! Get on!

We worked... very, very hard.

By the time

of the first snowfall...

we were still a hundred miles

from this place.

That was November.

Proceeding in the snow

was futile.

We took shelter in a cave.

We decided to wait

until the storm had passed.

But the storm did not pass.

The trail soon

became impassable...

and we had run out of food.

We ate the oxen...

all the horses...

even my own dog.

And that lasted us

about a month.

After that,

we turned to our belts...

shoes...

any roots we could dig up...

but you know there's no real

nourishment in those.

We remainedfamished.

The day that Jones died...

I was out collecting wood.

He had expired

from malnourishment.

And when I returned...

the others were cooking

his legs for dinner.

Would I have stopped it

had I been there?

I don't know.

But I must say...

when I stepped

inside that cave...

the smell of meat cooking...

I thanked the Lord.

I thanked the Lord.

And then things got out of hand.

I ate sparingly.

Others did not.

The meat did not last us

a week...

and we were soon hungry again.

Only this time,

our hunger was different.

More...

severe...

savage.

And Colonel Ives, particularly,

could not be satisfied.

Janus was the first

to be killed.

Then Mr. MacCready.

That left Colonel Ives...

MacCready's wife, and I alone...

and I knew in that company

that my days were numbered.

I'm ashamed to say that I acted

in a most cowardly manner.

It would have been nobler,

I know...

to have stayed and protected

Mrs. MacCready from Ives, but...

I was weak.

I fled.

It was nothing less than pure

providence that I arrived here.

Mrs. MacCready...

is she still there?

And Colonel Ives,

as far as I know.

Let's pack up.

We've got to go up there.

We've got to go. It's our job.

- Why go?

- It's our job!

Here's you.

Here's Toffler.

Reich has got his own rifle.

I've got my pistol.

I think the cave's three

orfour days' march from here.

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