Alive Page #2

- How will they find us?

Don't worry, they will.

The temperature will drop

in the dark. Maybe 30, 40 degrees.

We'll deal with that. Don't worry.

- I'm cold.

- The covers can be used as blankets.

That's a good idea. Everybody

unzip the covers to use as blankets.

- How's your stomach?

- Good. Fine.

Good.

- Who's that?

- Canessa. Come on!

I thought it was just a coat

but there he was.

- Are you hurt?

- Identify yourself!

My name is Roberto Canessa.

I'm a medical student.

I'm a member of the rugby team

that chartered this plane.

You're a member of the flight crew,

aren't you?

Aren't you?

- Yes. I'm the mechanic.

- Do you know how to fix radios?

No.

- You took this coat off a girl.

- No!

- This is Anna Parrado's.

- Put it back on her.

Take it off her again, I'll kill you.

- Excuse me.

- How you doing?

- I'm going to bed.

- That way?

Come on, Eduardo. He bumped his head.

Hey, Roberto?

- Want some wine?

- Thanks.

Where'd you get wine?

Hugo found a shitload of bottles.

He thinks it was the pilot's.

It would explain

how he flew his plane.

- We're completely screwed.

- I don't know.

Get back there and help the others.

We're gonna be fine.

Who are you trying to convince,

Antonio?

I had no premonition.

So much for ESP.

That was a good idea

about the seat covers.

Thank you.

- Have some wine.

- Thanks.

- Got all the covers.

- Put them inside. Near the front.

I'm dying!

My sweet God in Heaven, the pain!

- I'm in so much pain.

- It must be terrible.

Calm yourself.

God will take care of you.

My legs!

God forgive you all

for not helping me! I'm in agony!

Shut up! Shut up, you stupid cow,

or I'll punch your face in!

I swear to God, I will! Shut up!

- God, it's cold! It's too cold!

- Antonio!

It's too cold.

We're going to freeze.

Roy! Come on, Roy.

We've got to stuff up this hole.

Come on, or we'll freeze to death!

- With what?

- Luggage and stuff.

- I'm so cold.

- Grab a suitcase.

- What are you doing?

- You too.

- I'm freezing!

- We've got to stuff up this hole.

Help me with this seat, Rafael.

Put it on the bottom

with the suitcases. Give me a hand.

Carlitos?

- Are you awake?

- Are you serious?

Know what I think?

I think Nando's not so bad.

- I don't know.

- Let's keep him warm between us.

Be careful with his head.

Move him over.

Blanket.

- Hugo's trying to revive Nando.

- Look, I've done enough!

I hate these idiots. Shut up

or I'll hate you too! Leave me alone.

I feel sick to my stomach.

Here. Try and sleep, Javier.

It's just altitude sickness.

Don't be scared.

Thanks.

- Well, we have cigarettes.

- Yeah.

How will they find us?

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