On the Ice Page #3

- What about you?

- I didn't even drink that much.

This is his. I don't...

F***ing James.

Why were you

smoking that stuff?

I was drunk.

I was just trying it.

Where the f***

did you go last night?

I had to go see my grandma.

Who the hell leaves a party

to see their grandma?

What am I gonna do?

They're gonna lock me up.

They're gonna ship me south.

I'm never gonna see my kid.

Uvlu's gonna freak.

W... we could tell him

what happened.

What, man?! I got f***ing

high and murdered him?!

You didn't murder him.

That's my knife, man!

I can't go back!

Nah, man. If I go back,

they're gonna lock me up!

- I can't go back!

- Just calm down, man!

- You're still high!

- Don't tell me to calm down!

Look at him!

His blood is everywhere!

F***ing James,

you piece of sh*t!

Ahhh!

- Let me go!

- No!

I'm not going back!

Just leave the rifle and go.

No.

What if we don't take him back?

That's messed up.

It's better than your idea.

Hey, wait. Don't get bloody.

Let's lift the legs.

One, two, three.

Let's turn him over.

Listen, man,

what happened back there,

I still gotta

tell you about it.

What do we do with this?

I don't know.

We should've tied it to him.

No, no, we can't go back

now, man, too many tracks.

Hey, isn't it

past your bedtime boys?

I think I heard

your momma calling.

Ha, ha, ha.

What is it, son?

I... it's James.

He fell through the ice.

Warm up the machines.

Start calling the guys.

Get everybody over here.

I need a satellite picture

of the ice conditions.

Tell me what happened.

Me and James

went out this morning.

- Where were you?

- We left early.

I... I think he was drunk.

He was driving really fast.

- What trail were you on?

- Down past the runway.

Ten or 11 miles.

We hit some fog.

There was a crack and...

James couldn't see it.

I jumped off and...

He didn't.

Call price at the runway.

Get the chopper up.

How much gas

do you have in your tank?

- About half.

- You take us out there.

As soon as we leave,

get a hold of his family,

and don't let jimmy follow.

Let's go.

Is this where he went in?

What do you think?

Look like the current's

moving north, north east.

Two miles an hour,

light slush.

Rescue bird,

this is rescue ground.

Go ahead, rescue ground.

Current's heading

north, north east.

Start the search

on my position.

Check the lead for

two miles north of here.

Roger that.

Rescue ground,

this is rescue bird.

Go ahead, rescue bird.

It looks like

the wind is pushing that ice

back in your direction.

I think you guys

should pull back to shore.

- I gotta find my boy!

- Calm down!

- Where's my son?!

- Jimmy!

What are you guys

doing back so early, huh?

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