in less than three days we begin winter-over. the sky will go completely black and stay that way for six months.
your core body temperatures have fallen to approximately 97 degrees. you are shivering uncontrollably -- losing basic motor skills. you're having trouble focusing on even the simplest tasks. in short, you are well on your way to dying, and it has only been two-hundred seconds.
always a pleasure to see you. unlike most of the beaker-heads down here.
why's this crap always happen at the end of the season?
what's your gut say about this body?
people change, carrie.
i got a card from my granddaughter inviting me to her fifth birthday party. you know, i've never even met her.
it got me thinking -- i need to be a better grandfather, than i was a father. it's time i deal with my life. i've been down here a lot longer than i probably should have.
where the hell they get these thumb-suckers?
-- i want keller. he's my pilot.
 it's always different when they freeze. some curl up. some stretch out. some tear their clothes off. they get delirious. what was that guy's name?
yeah. he's lost in a storm. we can't find him, but we hear him on the radio going on and on about the serengeti heat and his wife, janet. next day, we find him frozen solid, wearing nothing but his bunny boots.
never seen a dead guy?
the guy who cheated?
damn --
maybe down the crevasse?
ah christ -- he's a sticker.
gonna give myself a goddamn hernia.
carrie, let's just bag him and put him on a plane to mcmurdo.
because maybe no one thinks he is.
sounds to me like you and your gut are talking again.
stirring up a few things?
you know, this means a federal investigation, and we're witnesses. we may get stuck here.
we both want to do the right thing carrie -- but we also need to get off the ice. right now we don't have to say a word. when they find something later -- hey, we didn't know. we were leaving, the body was frozen, we didn't have time to examine it. no one gets murdered in antarctica. think about it. dead is dead.
why did i know you were going to say that?
just gearing my liver up in case i have to stay the next six months.
you're making my day.
i know you will.
what's he doing in russia?
enough!
i'm worried about you. is it going to take another attempt on your life to get you to finally slow down?
i striped him down to put him in a bodybag. there's only the puncture from the axe. no way, i would have noticed it. why?
any word from the fbi?
jesus, carrie, how long did you let this go?
feel that?
now?
the fingers are dead, carrie. if i don't do it now, gangrene will set in. you'll lose your hand.
there, finished.
carrie, it's doc -- got those painkillers.
get him on the table!
you, four units o-pos in the warmer. second shelf, fridge.
leave the bodies -- you don't have time. dead is dead.
eyes open -- that's always a good sign.
thank her -- if she hadn't slowed your bleeding.
i'm good.
yeah, it's a damn shame, isn't it.
if they had just gone along with it.
keller said he knew someone in the states who could move the diamonds for us. it was a hell of a lot of money.
weiss got hurt on the plane. they were afraid to move him, so mooney called me. keller and i flew out. but they couldn't get the safe open -- keller found a way.
keller thought he could kill his way out of this whole thing.
i'll cut you in, carrie. there's at least 5 million in diamonds in there. that can buy both of us a nice life back in the world. how many times have we both talked about having a fresh start. well, this is it. those beakers finding that plane was a sign. a sign telling me it was time to go back. now i have something to go back for.
no one will ever know. it's just me and you. we can take care of pryce.
yes, yes, now you're getting it.
it's either ignore all of this or kill me -- and you and i, we're too good of friends for me to force you to make that choice.
ya know, it's really warm. i'm gonna take a walk -- try and cool off.
remember, carrie -- freedom's just a sunrise away.