In the Grey

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A job at the end of the world.

A salaried killer for

a big petroleum company.

I don't know why I did

half the things I've done,

but I know this

is where I belong,

surrounded by my own.

Ex-cons, fugitives,

drifters,

a**holes.

Men unfit for mankind.

There's not a second

that goes by

when I'm not thinking

of you in some way.

I want to see your face,

feel your hands in mine,

feel you against me.

But I know that will never be.

You left me,

and I can't get you back.

I move like

I imagine the damned do,

cursed.

And I feel like

it's only a matter of time.

I don't know why

I'm writing this.

I don't know

what can come of it.

I know I can't get you back.

I don't know why

this has happened to us.

I feel like it's me.

Bad luck.

Poison.

And I've stopped doing

this world any real good.

"Once more into the fray"

"Into the last good fight

I'll ever know"

"Live and die on this day"

"Live and die on this day"

Let's go. I need your

boarding passes, please.

Please have them out.

There's a storm coming in. We gotta

get this plane off the tarmac.

You guys are f***ing

this up. Let's go.

Sh*t. Sorry, bro.

Sh*t. Sorry, man. Sorry.

It is as cold as this

motherf***er's ever been, huh?

I ain't shittin' either, man.

I stripped down

for the showers,

and icicles are

forming on my nuts.

I didn't even think

that sh*t was possible.

You got a girl

back in Anchorage?

No.

Oh.

I got me a few.

One had to get the scrape.

At least that's

what she told me.

She's been hitting me up

for the money ever since.

I'm like, "B*tch,

we both f***ed."

"I'll split it

with you, whatever."

I'm Flannery,

by the way. Todd.

You're Ottman, right?

Ottway.

Oops, sorry, bro.

Ottway, yeah.

So, you blast critters

for a living, huh,

and do some of

that sniper sh*t?

What's the biggest piece of game you've taken down?

Like, a Kodiak, huh?

You know, I saw that

documentary that a**hole did.

You know, the fag

who loves bears...

Listen, listen, pal. I don't want to talk.

I need some quiet.

So, I'm just going to

put my head back, okay?

Yeah, it's cool.

It's cool.

Sir. Sir, I

need you to sit down, please.

Yeah, I'm sitting.

You like that sh*t, don't you?

No, I don't.

I would never eat a sea urchin.

They say if you eat it, not

only does it make you impotent,

but it poisons you, and it

causes extreme skin reactions.

No, it's the opposite.

Plus it tastes like sh*t. You ever taste that?

You ever seen one?

It makes you through

with this, seriously.

What's the other thing?

Spicy tuna roll.

Not impotent.

Oh, incontinent.

That's why you were

pissing on yourself

like you did

last Saturday night.

That reminds me

of my childhood.

No, it's a true story.

I'm a true story.

I'm playing with you, man.

Really.

And then they wash

the ammonia off the fish.

A Swedish massage.

I'm gonna be sick.

- F*** me.

- F***.

What was that?

Sh*t.

Hey, guys, do yourself a favor,

don't do that head-between-your-knees

crash position sh*t

- if this f***er goes down.

- Shut the f*** up.

Why you saying that, man?

Shut up!

- Shut the f*** up.

- Shut up.

Suck my dick, Flannery.

Why would you even say that?

I'm just saying, I seen it on the

Discovery Channel, this plane crashes,

these people's spines went

through the tops of their skulls

'cause they were all bent

over like f***ing retards.

Flannery, I'm going

to knock you the f*** out.

Shut up! Who's

friends with this guy?

I'm just saying!

Stop f***ing saying.

Whoever's closest,

just f***ing hit him.

All right.

F***ing guy, man.

Is he planning on flying out of

this sh*t at any time or what?

Ooh, you boys are sensitive.

Great, just...

Everybody stop talking.

Hey, there's ice on

this side of the window.

Please remain in your seats.

- What's going on?

- Hey, sweetheart?

Why is it so f***ing cold in here?

Where you going?

There's ice on my window.

Miss, what's happening?

Everyone, please remain calm.

Make sure you have

your seatbelts on.

Jesus Christ!

No, remain seated, sir.

It's too f***ing cold.

Tell the pilot to get on

and tell us what's going on here.

I know that's not

supposed to happen.

Sir, you have to sit

back down in your seat!

F***ing crazy!

I'm gonna die!

I'm gonna die!

Somebody help me!

Help me!

Help me, somebody!

Help!

Somebody help me! F***.

I got you. I got you.

I got you.

I got you.

We f***ing went down!

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

That guy's cut in half.

What the f***!

Don't look! Don't look at it.

Don't look! Look at me. Look at me!

We went down.

My hand's f***ed,

my leg's f***ed.

Ah! F***!

It's good.

It's good that it hurts.

Is it good?

It's good, yeah.

Then I'm f***ing fabulous.

Yeah. Are you

bleeding anywhere else?

I don't know, man.

I can't tell.

Let me get you some cover.

Don't go. Don't leave me.

No, no! I'll be straight back.

Where are you going?

It's okay.

I'll be straight back.

F***. Sh*t.

Ottway!

I gotta get out of here.

It's gonna be okay.

There's some Vicodin in my bag.

Hernandez.

Hernandez, you okay?

I just gotta make a call to Vanessa.

I gotta make a quick call.

Quick, to Vanessa.

Just one call.

You're in shock, Hernandez.

But I need you to

stand up and help me.

What happened?

The plane went down, man.

What?

We crashed.

No, no, no way.

That's bullshit.

That's f***ing bullshit.

I'm just asleep.

We crashed.

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