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People, that's another thing I like.

I like talking to people,

listening to people.

Funny, that's a hobby,

one I hadn't even realized I had.

Until I decided to walk on my own

through the f***ing desert.

We got to feed you, kid.

Should I stay or should I go?

I'd rather be a sparrow than a snail

Yes, I would

Hey!

Hey!

Hi!

My name is Cheryl.

I'm walking the PCT,

and I've run out of food.

I'm just wondering if you could take me

someplace I could get a warm meal.

I'm working.

Yeah, I understand. Um...

But maybe when you're finished,

you could take me somewhere?

Not gonna find anything open

this time of day.

Well, maybe you could just drive me

to someplace that'd be open

in the morning for breakfast,

and I can camp nearby.

You must be starving.

I brought all these dehydrated meals,

and I brought a stove,

but I brought the wrong fuel.

Yeah, I got a little bit

more work to do,

but you can wait in my truck.

Thank you.

- Thank you, sir.

- Yeah.

All right, I've been thinking.

You can come back to my place

for a hot dinner and a hot shower.

Okay.

So, what kind of woman are you?

What kind?

Yeah. Are you like a Jane?

You know, Tarzan's Jane.

Are you a Jane?

A wild woman?

I got a little something for us.

That is, if you partake.

Sure.

Ladies first.

- Oh.

- It's cheap, but it's good.

See?

- Thanks.

- Yeah.

I'm gonna call you Jane.

Yeah, my husband's hiking

the PCT with me.

He's just a little bit

further ahead on the trail.

We're gonna meet up really soon.

Probably around Kennedy Meadows.

I got a little something else

I like to do after a hard day's work.

You like licorice?

Oh, thanks.

Come on.

Come on, Jane!

All right, you got to promise

that you're not gonna tell my wife,

because she hates it when I eat candy.

Okay.

What, you just gonna stand there?

Oh, um, hold on, sweetheart.

No offense, but...

Thank you.

Well, you just gonna look at it or...

Thank you.

Good meal.

So, your husband,

the two of you meet in college?

- Your husband.

- Oh, Paul?

- Yeah.

- Yes.

Yeah.

Well, he must be crazy.

It's one thing for a man

to take off on a hike like that,

but to allow your wife to do it?

Whole other thing entirely.

Not everyone in the world

thinks like you do, Frank.

Nope, that's why everything

is so messed up.

Paul and I kind of do our own thing.

Don't you get any ideas.

How could I possibly?

You gonna take off with her?

You have an extra tent?

You'd be yelling for me

to come get you before you got

to the end of the driveway.

This is really good.

Baby, baby, be my friend

So, what does this tattoo

mean to you guys, anyways?

Well, we both just really dig horses.

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