no. why?
oh, god. what is it this time? ufo abduction? ritual human sacrifice?
yes, well, this is a woman who chopped off one of her own fingers because it'd "turned on her."
she was probably hallucinating, but i'll check it out.
clyde, tell mrs. parker that there's nothing weird going on. no truck, no ufos, and, except for the odd human head on a stick, no sign of satan. she feels it before she hears it or sees it.
holy shit.
somebody ejected!
she seizes hale's hesitation and punches him hard.
that would be the wrong way.
is walking slowly, calmy, up behind hale, pistol out.
turn around.
gimme your hands. hale sticks his hands behind him. terry handcuffs them.
what, we're ten years old now? "you started it. no you started it."
save it. my dog's waiting for his breakfast. terry starts to push hale along again and.
reaches for her revolver, but.
whips a knife from her belt and puts it under hale's chin.
yeah, well, i never keep my gun loaded. terry taps her belt.
this is a good way to convince me.
i've got a radio in the truck. we can call mcmurran and get the marines in here.
who is this guy?
me? what are you going to do? (no answer, she
what's that? hale sticks.
is that the new uniform?
the dayshift guy left some work clothes in the truck. you can have them if you want. hale nods. his feet crunch on something.
don't walk there.
on that black stuff. that's cryptogamic soil. it's very fragile. one footprint takes centuries to repair.
bear. i was going to call him death, so i could say things like, "i walk with death," and "death chewed my boots," but i chickened out. you?
do you have a name, or is that classified? before hale can answer.
follow me! terry leads hale up a short slope. hale scrambles over the top and is stunned. terry runs out onto an open expanse -- no cover.
come on! hale runs in the direction of her voice.
this way. terry runs. hale follows.
(looks back, still
please don't tell anyone i did that.
yeah ?
pull herself up, stands, hands up.
this has nothing to do with me.
watches in horror as.
dives and rolls over the edge of the cliff as.
looks up.
get out? i don't think that helicopter's going anywhere.
if they've got trucks they could take the four-wheel-drive trail we were on.
he could go to the river. hale looks at terry -- that's exactly what deakins would do.
you gonna shoot out the tires?
the nearest phone is a two-hour walk.
look, i know my way around here. you're gonna need me.
looks back, sees hale's predicament.
here! she slides the pistol along the truck roof.
comes flying off the top, landing on the hood, barely holding on.
reaches forward and grabs baker's gun as.
climbs into the humvee, takes the wheel from hale. she jams baker's gun into her belt.
it was a copper mine, barely squeaking along for years. they shut it-down a few months ago when they hit an underground river. the hinges on the metal doors buckle and snap and the doors rip loose. hale shuts down the winch, unhooks it from the doors. he motions for terry to drive it in.
what are we gonna do? hale goes to the back of the humvee, pulls down the tailgate.
fisher-price makes nuclear weapons?
and people say the public doesn't benefit from defense spending.
i don't know. a couple thousand feet.
for what?
we can still hide them!
you're talking about setting off a nuclear weapon!
tell it to the two-headed cows. hale grabs the straps around one of the nukes, pulls. he can barely move the thing. he turns to terry.
no! i am not helping you set off a nuclear weapon.
no!
we'll each drag one down a tunnel?
how do you know how to do this?
take your time. really. hale has pushed the open end of the sock through the eyebolt. he tightens a belt around the open end of the sock.
how much time are we going to have?
come on!
what do we do?
we can go back, try to shut it down.
then we're.  hale looks at her.
oh, god. hale takes terry in his arms, holds her.
i .  i just hope someone remembers to feed my dog. hale nods, hugs terry. terry starts to say something else, but hale puts a finger to his lips -- he's heard something -- a distant rushing.
what're you --?
no. they look at each other. they don't have any choice. they flick on their flashlights and jump. they-hit the water and are swept from view.
goddamn it! he turns to see terry trying to undo her buttons but unable to her fingers are too numb.
stupid buttons. i hate these shirts. they're ugly and stupid and -- terry suddenly starts crying. it's not the shirt she's upset about. hale holds her.
we just .  i mean, we almost.
a nuclear bomb went off.
are we?
really?
i hit a bankrobber with a frozen chicken.
i came out here one summer during college. it was the campaign to stop the dam in the grand canyon. i loved it here. i came back, worked as a river guide and eventually stayed year-round. when a park ranger job came open, i applied.
the local parks department wasn't sure how i'd do with the law enforcement part of the job. well, one night i was coming home from the store and tommy drewson part of the local brain trust was robbing old bob kearney in front of the atm. i bear old bob yelling and i see tommy heading for his car, so i tossed a bag of groceries at him at thirty miles an hour. a frozen chicken in the bag hit him in the forehead and he dropped like a rock. next thing i know, i'm a ranger. hale looks at terry with a new appreciation.
get me a frozen zacky's fryer and he's a dead man. there's the sound of an approaching engine. sheppard stands, gun ready. the engine stops. a few seconds later.
what?
you'll think of something.
you have so far. hale looks at terry -- she's right. but it almost pisses him off more than it gives him confidence. he grumbles to himself and starts off down toward the raft.
sink it?
jumps up from the raft and runs after the truck, staying right behind. she grabs a handhold and pulls herself up. she holds on tight as the truck bounces off down the dirt road.
crouching down between the two cars.
creeps-up to one of the doors that lead into the driver's compartment. she hears.
is hiding on the other side of the engine, very quiet and still. as deakins goes out the back door of the engine, terry follows.
you said two phone calls.
but -- radio isn't working.
her finger hovers over the enter button, almost pushes it, then shifts to cancel and pushes that.
i'm gonna be dead either way. i don't want any part of this. deakins shrugs -- he sees her logic. he puts his gun to terry's head. terry shuts her eyes.
yeah? well, you should see what i can do with just a chicken.
pops up out of the hatch, her back to the helicopter.
watches the helicopter bank away. bullets-start whizzing by her.
runs away from deakins, shooting max's pistol behind her blindly.
is caught between deakins and the gunmen with no way out when.
the bullets rip up the boxcar roof around her. she jumps up and grabs onto.
you stop the nuke. i'll stop the train. hale nods. terry starts forward, then turns.
i'd yell at you for coming after me, but you did just save my life. hale grins. they hear a helicopter in the distance. they look over to see.
that's deakins' escape route.
is between the car carrier and a boxcar, looking down at the axle, not knowing what the hell she's going to do when she hears a horn honking. she turns.
the air force pays you so little you have to steal shoes off dead people? hale turns to see.
walkins over from the rancher's pickup truck.
terry carmichael. they shake hands and walk on as we.