Alive Page #3
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- Year:
- 1993
- 120 min
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They must know about where we went
down. Don't worry, they'll find us.
What happened?
You knocked your head.
- We crashed?
- Yeah.
Unbelievable.
He's dead. Help me move him out.
- He's dead?
- Yeah.
Help move him to the back. We have
to keep these out of the cabin.
Come on, Carlitos, help me.
- How are you, Susana?
- My feet hurt.
Anybody with a broken arm or leg
should go and lay it in the snow.
It'll help the swelling go down.
They've gotten cold.
- How's that?
- Thank you.
- What's the story in here?
- They're both dead.
You're the mechanic, right?
- Do you have any signal flares?
- No.
- Emergency supplies?
- No. Nothing like that.
- What's wrong with him?
- What's wrong with you?
What about the radio?
- What about the radio?
- Can it be made to work?
Not without batteries!
Well, are there batteries?
The batteries are in the taiI,
and the tails gone!
He's crazy. Anyway,
it doesn't matter about the radio.
They'll find us
with or without a radio.
- Are you sure?
- I haven't a doubt in my mind.
Who's that?
The woman who was screaming
all night, Mrs Alfonsin.
- Don't tell me it's her.
- What's the matter?
I yelled at her,
told her to shut up.
- We all wanted to, Carlitos.
- But I did. Now she's dead.
I'm so ashamed.
- God forgive me!
- Take it easy.
Our Father, who art in heaven,
hallowed be thy name.
Thy kingdom come, thy will be done,
on Earth as it is in Heaven.
Give us this day our daily bread,
and forgive us our trespasses
as we forgive those
Lead us not into temptation
but deliver us from eviI. Amen.
Chocolate peanuts,
small chocolate bars,
four bottles of wine, half bottle
of rum and nine crackers.
- How many of us?
- Twenty-seven.
- We're gonna starve.
- Look...
This weather can't last. There'll
be helicopters coming this afternoon.
But we'll be careful
and ration what we have.
I like a big lunch.
One capful of wine,
- I prefer a big lunch to dinner.
- Come on. Form a line.
Careful.
Thank you
for the teeny chocolate piece.
You're welcome.
- Fill this. It's not for me.
- Who for?
- Nando.
- He's unconscious.
- He still gets a share.
- Give it to him.
The king is generous today.
Lift up his head.
- He looks better.
- Yeah. He looks fabulous.
- Thank God we have cigarettes.
- Thousands.
I could smoke till my brain dries up.
What's that?
It's an aeroplane!
It's the search party!
If we can't see them,
they can't see us.
- What is that you're humming?
- The Look of Love.
How beautiful.
I'm thinking about our children.
Me too. Home.
There's one of these
inside the back of each chair. Snow.
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