he's over there.
ain't worth it, ben.
then don't look to your left.
let's keep going. we're only an hour from devil's cauldron.
if you're gonna take something, take it and let's go.
it was self defense. leave it at that.
at least he scalped the dead one.
so much for the walking weather you predicted.
i know. least you didn't shoot all of them.
okay by me. you're the one likes these hot springs so much.
ben never sent a signal.
meaning he'll need a plane.
hang on.  remember that cessna we saw at the pumping station on the haul road? belongs to the guy they got patrolling the pipeline.
you got a better idea?
aim for the tires!
you'll want to hear about it with a drink in your mitt.
naah, wilder knows we got friends in town.
we were just talking about him.
it's sam wilder!
where's the kid?
i should get me a job with an oil company.
they'll have to come right past us.
splits off from them and looks for footprints in the snow.
has seen their faint silhouettes through the snow. he purposely shoots over their heads so he doesn't hit corbett.
hold it. you might hit ben.
let 'em come closer first.
glad to see you're okay. i told lemalle not to shoot. had some fine seasons, didn't we.