Arctic's Edge (2025) Movie Script
She's resting.
Can you help?
She's been in an altered
state of consciousness
the last few days.
Meaning?
Auditory, kinesthetic,
and olfactory techniques.
Various methods of trance.
I see.
It all depends on how the
specific individual responds,
and your mother is very sick.
I want to understand, but-
It's all too unconventional.
Hm.
Trust me.
Please.
I don't have a choice.
What's wrong?
I don't know.
All day I felt it.
What?
Nothing to do with your mother.
Something else.
Like?
A bad spirit.
I feel danger.
Well done, Harry.
God bless you, Harry.
Shit!
Did nobody ever say curiosity kills?
Who the hell are you?
Norwegian.
Keep your interfering nose
out of my way or I'll cut it off.
Nod twice if you understand.
Where is it?
It's right here.
You just gonna stand there?
I'll get help.
No.
No one can see this.
They're dead.
Holy shit.
Yep.
You need help.
There's supplies under the sink.
Can you sew?
A little.
Then you'll do.
Hurry!
Let me see.
I'll do what I can.
You do really need a doctor.
No.
I can take a bit of pain.
What happened to your Norwegian?
Moonlighting as Norwegian
saved me from a broken nose.
Keeps unfamiliar characters away.
Do you get many of those around here?
So, who are you?
Less you know, the better.
I think you owe me more
of an explanation than that.
I don't owe you anything.
I don't see anyone else
around here keeping you alive.
Not to mention, there's two
dead men in your kitchen.
I said leave it!
Maybe you'll prefer
talking to the police.
Don't play games with me.
I'll do whatever I need to survive.
So you're not gonna go
shouting your mouth off, are you?
I won't tell.
Besides,
the nearest police station's
more than 30 miles away.
I'm Calvin, by the way.
Calvin Trask.
Lucas.
Lucas who?
Lucas Wade.
There, I've told you my name.
What else do you want to know?
Everything.
My business partner and I, Harry,
used to work for some,
shall we say, very unethical
people for a few years,
a consortium of smugglers,
thieves, and murderers
run by a guy called Gabriel Ortega.
We did...
many things that I'm not proud of.
Then comes the day
when Harry and I want out.
We had been...
skimming off...
the profits from every dirty transaction...
for years...
and hiding the proceeds.
Harry worked all over the world,
so it was easy for him to
manipulate the numbers,
but where to hid it,
that's when Harry found this place.
Who's ever gonna look for anything
in a dead-end place like this?
Safer than a vault.
So,
we were to cut all ties with Ortega,
split the money,
and head off into the proverbial sunset,
never to be seen again.
Sounds like the plan really worked.
Mmm.
Ortega found out we were stealing
and killed Harry.
But I got Harry's map
of where he buried it.
I'm the only one who
knows where the money is.
As long as I've got that
map, I'm important to them.
That map, and my extra piece of security.
Which is?
Files,
documents, and recordings
of every filthy transaction
ever conducted by the cartel.
It's probably worth more
than all the money
buried out there in the ice.
Of all the damn places.
Nothing ever happens here.
So what about you?
What about me?
What's your story, Calvin?
How do you expect me to follow that one?
I don't know what you want me to say.
I'm just some nobody
stuck in a dead-end town
on an icy piece of rock
at the edge of the Arctic.
Nobody cares about
this place or anybody in it.
I've got two million
reasons why you're wrong.
Tell me.
My father's American, my mother British.
He moved us here when I was a young boy.
I hated it the moment
my feet touched the snow.
Now it's just me and my mother.
I look after her.
Soon it'll just be me.
This place doesn't take prisoners.
It sucks the life out of you.
Tonight's concrete evidence of that.
Now I'm patching up some criminal
with two dead men in the next room.
I'm gonna need your help with that.
What?
I can't do it.
Not on my own, not like this.
I'm sorry, I can't.
You're in this up to your eyeballs.
You help me or we're both going down.
We're gonna need somewhere to bury them.
Look out!
Just to be sure.
Take a seat.
I've never killed anyone before.
Don't worry.
It's only my mother.
She won't even know you're here.
Don't you think you've had enough?
Not nearly.
It's not every day you're responsible
for the death of another human being.
You mean cockroach.
They would've snuffed out your life
in the blink of an eye
without a second thought.
Still doesn't change
the fact I'm a murderer.
We both are.
Now you feel free to beat
yourself up about it all night.
But I'm gonna get some sleep.
Thanks for stitching me up.
Hello.
Hello.
Is Calvin around?
He's not feeling himself today.
Who are you?
A friend.
I wasn't aware he had any.
We go back years.
Funny.
I've never seen you before.
Pleasure.
That remains to be seen.
Don't care for knocking?
Who's the girl?
Eve.
She lives on the outskirts of town.
She's helping look after my mother.
Nurse?
Shaman.
She uses it as a way
to contact the spirit world
for the purpose of healing.
You believe that?
Doesn't matter what I believe.
I'll try anything.
Coffee?
Ooh.
How's the wound?
I'll live.
I need to ask a favor.
I think we're all out of those.
I'll need you to hide this for me.
Is that what I think it is?
Absolutely not.
It'll be much safer with you.
What about my safety?
After last night, I thought I could-
You thought what?
That I wouldn't mind
putting a target on my back?
I thought I could count on you.
Count on me?
I don't even know you,
and you're asking me
to risk my life, again.
Look,
I didn't ask you to get involved.
You invited yourself.
Thanks for the coffee.
Wait.
I'll take the files.
Like you said, I'm already involved, right?
I appreciate it.
Like I had a choice.
Where are you going?
Nowhere.
What else is there?
Can't beat it, can you?
You see one mountain,
you've seen them all.
Helps clear my head.
You know I can name every
aircraft that flies over here.
And that's what you do for fun?
I could get used to
living in a place like this.
It's not just a place,
it's a way of life.
Mmm.
I envy it.
Harry chose a good spot.
Folk here believe
everything of true value
belongs close to home,
in the simplicity of a
minimalist everyday life.
And you don't?
It's an old-fashioned mentality.
People here don't like change,
and they don't trust outsiders.
They're not all that bad.
I used to teach some of them English
but now I mainly just look after my mother
and keep to myself.
What's the matter with her?
Cancer.
You have a family?
A daughter, Jessica.
We haven't spoken in a long time.
Wife?
I was married for a few years.
Laura.
She died.
Things started to fall apart after that.
Can I ask you something?
What I don't understand is why you don't
just take the money and run.
With two million, you
could take off anywhere
and never be found.
Well, maybe I don't want to be found.
Maybe I don't want to be
looking over my shoulder
every day for the rest of my life.
I'm gonna stop him.
Rid the world of Ortega
and earn every penny of that cash.
Well, if it was me, I'd go to the woods,
dig that money up, and never look back.
You followed me?
No, I-
You followed me!
Yes.
I'm gonna have to keep my eye on you.
This is the last time, Lucas.
I didn't ask for your help.
It was either him or me.
It's becoming a hobby.
It's not funny.
No.
No, it isn't.
Gonna start calling this
place the "Lucas Wade Landfill."
Don't be ridiculous.
No, what's ridiculous
is that I'm helping you
bury the bodies of men who
are trying to kill you, not me.
You should have thought of that.
Are you threatening me?
You should have kept
your nose out of things
in the first place.
It's Ortega you should worry about now.
Ortega's never laid eyes on me.
I could walk away right now
and he'd be none the wiser.
Calvin Trask,
Occasional language teacher.
Son of Jason and Meredith Trask.
No sugar in his coffee,
and slight dependency on vodka.
Now, imagine what Ortega
could find out about you
with his resources.
He probably already knows all about you.
Now you can go back to that house
and pretend you never met me.
But when they come,
and they will come,
I won't be able to protect you.
I don't want any more
innocent blood on my hands.
Like Harry?
Harry wasn't innocent,
but he didn't deserve to die.
I'm sorry, I just...
I freaked out a little.
I want to help.
I never wanted to get anyone
else involved in this mess.
Nothing happens here my whole life,
and in the space of 24
hours, everything falls apart.
It's getting cold.
Let's finish up.
Drink?
It's on the side, in the kitchen.
So how long have you known Eve?
Just a couple of years.
She's...
She's very nice.
She is.
She's a good friend.
Is she with anyone?
Not that I know of.
Now this is a drink.
Mmm, Harry must've left it.
This was Harry's cabin?
Mmm.
Yeah.
He'd stay here from time to time.
Surprised you didn't notice,
with your spying habits.
But then, he was always better
at staying off radar than me.
Well,
- thankfully he left us this.
- Mmm.
And this.
So that's what this is about.
Revenge.
No, this is about justice.
Ortega's a poison.
He needs to be killed, and
I'm the one who's gonna do it.
It's the perfect place
to get away with murder.
Your daughter?
Yeah.
Have you called her?
She won't answer.
You might not have noticed,
but I'm not exactly
father-of-the-year material.
I can't blame her for not
wanting to see me again.
It's amazing she turned out so good.
You must have done something right.
We were happy for a while.
Laura and I had known each other for years.
There was never any doubt
that we'd end up married.
She loved me when I didn't
have two pennies to rub together.
Then I started working for
Felipe Ortega, Gabriel's father.
She didn't like it,
but it put food on the table.
And for the first time
in years, we had money.
Real money.
Then Jessica came along.
We were more happy than you'd ever believe.
They were good years.
Then Laura got sick.
She was gone in the blink of an eye.
I threw myself into work with the cartels.
Money laundering,
drug trafficking,
brute force.
I didn't care anymore.
Felipe died, and Gabriel
took over the cartel.
He was sadistic,
much worse than his father
but I was beyond caring.
And poor Jessica paid the price.
I sent her to live with Laura's sister.
Said I'd visit.
I never did.
They'd send me letters
about Jessica's life,
till a few years ago, when they stopped.
I abandoned her.
It's the best thing I could have done.
Everyone can forgive.
And we all live happily ever after?
Call her, Lucas.
Just leave it.
I think we could both do with another.
This poor waiter, he couldn't have been
any more than 19, oh my God.
So he said, "Oh you, you cannot come in."
"There are no tables, we're fully booked."
Uh-oh.
But then, then he didn't realize he was,
he was dealing with Ortega.
My God.
He, he shit himself, the poor kid.
He really thought he was
going home in a body bag.
I mean, he removed this
Eastern European princess
from her table so we
didn't have to sit in a draft.
I felt so sorry for the poor kid.
By the end of the evening, I made sure that
he had a decent tip and...
Who is it?
I need to speak to Calvin!
It's urgent!
Oh, Calvin, thank God.
It's your mother, you need to come, quick.
I came as soon as I knew
something was wrong.
No.
This can't be.
Jessica?
Jessica?
Yeah,
sorry.
Sorry it's so late.
Um...
It's me.
Your father.
I know, I know it's been a long time.
Um, but...
I, I just...
I just needed to hear your voice, love.
Ah.
Jessie?
Jessica?
Your mother,
she's been taken care of.
Where are you going?
Nowhere.
What else is there?
Amazing, isn't it?
Almost magic.
Yeah.
I never get tired of watching them.
Eve said I'd find you right here.
She's gone.
I know.
Take me with you.
What?
When you leave here.
I can't, I work alone.
What about now?
Now is different.
Anyway,
you wouldn't want to go where I'm going.
Everybody leaves here.
Everybody except for me.
Let's get back inside.
I lied to you.
When I told you I'd
never killed anyone before.
My father didn't leave.
When he moved us out here,
my mother said it could
be a fresh start for all of us,
even though I didn't really
believe what she was saying.
Things only got worse.
One morning, my father
demanded I go fishing with him.
He was already drunk.
He kept telling me how pathetic I was,
how disappointed he was in me.
I hated him.
I wanted him dead.
We carried on to the lake, and...
all of a sudden he must
have lost his footing,
because he went over the ledge.
He must have fallen 50 feet.
I thought he was dead.
Then I heard his screams.
I looked over the edge, and...
he looked like an injured animal.
There was nobody around.
I knew I should have gone for help.
I was so scared.
Part of me thought it would be so easy
just to leave him there,
to let him die.
Now the shoe was on the other foot.
He looked up at me.
I was standing there doing nothing.
His screams turned to whimpers.
I walked away.
I just walked away and I didn't look back.
He froze to death.
But I knew that it was
me that had killed him.
I was his executioner.
When my mother found out, she was so upset,
and that was what made her sick.
All these years I've lived with the guilt.
And now it's just me.
Alone,
at the Arctic's edge.
It was an accident.
You can't spend the rest
of your life blaming yourself.
It's not worth it, trust me.
Everyone thought he just went away.
But he's still here.
I can show you.
You kept him here all this time?
I thought it...
I thought it was best to wait
until somebody else found him.
Only they never did.
I come here sometimes.
Tell him I'm sorry.
He needs a proper burial.
We can't risk the other
bodies being discovered.
You want to say anything?
It was all said and done years ago.
What now?
We stick to the plan.
Wait for Ortega.
Stay one step ahead.
Let's get out of here.
Wake up!
Drink enough last night?
What are you, my hangover?
You're not gonna be any help like this.
After everything, I don't
think anyone can blame me
for having a few drinks.
Now go away!
Sit down.
Lucas, what are you doing?
I could ask you the same question.
Although I wouldn't
believe a word you said.
I have no idea what you're talking about.
You've finally lost it, haven't you?
Would you just tell me what this is about?
What time is it?
What, why?
What time is it?
I don't know.
Around eight?
Missing something?
This is about a watch?
Not just a watch.
Harry's watch, it's got
his name engraved on it,
for Christ's sake!
How did you end up with that?
I can explain.
You'd better.
I found it in your cabin.
I searched my cabin from
top to bottom when I arrived.
Don't lie to me!
Harry gave it to me.
What?
The watch.
It stopped working,
so he gave it to me and I fixed it.
You knew Harry and you didn't tell me?
I scarcely knew him.
But I met him, yes.
You were right.
I noticed him when he came to town,
just like I did with you.
I spoke to him a couple
of times, I was curious.
We don't get many visitors out here.
But he never mentioned
anything about the money.
He just said he was here on business.
You just whispered sweet
nothings to each other, eh?
I don't remember much
of what we did talk about.
We had a couple of drinks.
I think he was just happy to talk
to someone who could speak English.
You expect me to believe that?
It's the truth.
What do you want me to say?
We had a couple of
drinks, we talked for a while,
he gave me his watch, and I went home.
I never saw him again.
Why didn't you tell me?
Because, like now, I
didn't think you'd believe me.
You told me the man was murdered.
I didn't know who you were.
I could have been next.
I thought it best just to keep quiet.
I never meant to lie to you.
You should have told me!
I know that now.
If I find out you're lying-
I'm not lying.
Is there anything else you
feel you should be telling me?
Nothing.
Come over mine later.
I want to go through the plan.
I'll be there.
I've been worried.
Thought I'd checked on you.
Eve, I need to get some fresh air.
Will you be here when I get back?
Of course.
Excuse me.
I'm looking for someone,
an Englishman in his 50s.
Maybe you've seen him.
This man.
Have you seen him?
Nay.
No?
That's a shame.
So sorry to trouble you, Mr. Trask.
How did you know my name?
Your Norwegian seems to be slipping.
Gabriel Ortega.
Search his house.
On it.
But first,
help me bring this piece of shit inside.
Calvin, you've been gone ages, I...
Who are you?
I'm a friend of Mr. Trask.
No you're not!
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Ah, I love a woman who puts up a fight.
Please, just leave!
Oh, but I only just got here.
I have to say, a pretty thing
like you is a nice surprise.
What do you want?
Oh, now there's a question.
I cannot stand a filthy blade.
That's better.
Makes for a much
cleaner cut, don't you think?
Now,
what is a nice young man, like yourself,
doing getting involved in something so, so-
Sordid?
Sordid.
I like that.
So, is this how you and your little
co-conspirator envisioned
things would play out?
I mean,
I don't see old Lucas here to help you.
I can see what was in it for him, but you?
What did he offer you, like
half the money or something?
Half of my money.
Did you really think you
could get away with it?
You two motherfuckers...
killed three...
of my men.
Did you think I was
going to let you get away
with stealing my money?
I'm not afraid of you.
Oh, you should be.
I've got nothing left to lose.
We'll see about that.
See,
you may think you have an idea...
of who I am,
but you cannot begin to
comprehend what I am capable of.
I know all about you, Mr. Trask,
and nobody can help you now.
By the time I'm done,
Lucas won't even recognize
you, but that is nothing
compared to what I have in store for him.
I cannot tell you how much
I've been looking forward to this.
Calvin?
Find anything?
Yeah, as a matter of fact.
Oh, I thought Lucas
was smarter than this.
Any trouble?
Some fucking tramp.
She won't be a problem anymore.
How's our little friend?
Oh,
the fun has just started.
Shit!
Shoot him, shoot him!
Ah.
Lucas Wade.
So glad we managed to get your attention.
Harry?
Hello, partner.
In the flesh.
I've been looking forward
to this touching reunion.
You're dead.
How's that old saying go?
"News of my demise has
been greatly exaggerated."
Is he still alive?
For now.
Why don't you come
inside and have a sit down?
I'm sure we've got lots to discuss.
Now,
the two of you are going to get very tired,
and here I was thinking we could
just have a civilized conversation.
Shut up.
We've come a long way to see me, Lucas.
Well next time, wait for an invitation.
Did you not get my message?
Oh yeah, I got your message.
It's buried out there in the snow.
I would have Harry shoot
you point blank for that comment.
Let's see who blinks first.
Things could get awfully messy in here.
Why, Harry?
You hear that?
He wants to know why, Harry.
Nothing personal, really.
Ortega found out about our
little money-making scheme.
And before I could
put a bullet in his head,
he gave up his accomplice, the map,
and the money in a matter of seconds.
It's amazing how quickly a
rat will desert a sinking ship.
At that point you were
misinformed that I was dead,
and your only chance was to take the map
and run off with a cool
two million all for yourself.
After all we've been through, Harry.
How could you?
Simple, really.
My life or yours.
I think that about covers it, don't you?
What you did took guts.
I'm impressed.
I always thought you were just another
one of my father's pathetic subordinates.
I trusted you with my life!
And that's exactly what I've come for.
If anything happens to me,
there are files and
recordings that'll put you
in prison for so long they'll
throw away the fucking key!
These recordings?
Next time you want something done, Lucas,
don't leave it in the
hands of some idiot kid
or a poor defenseless young woman.
Shame, really.
She wasn't half bad-looking, yeah.
You fucking savages!
Shut the fuck up!
So, what?
Are you gonna kill me now?
You think now you've got Harry,
you don't need me anymore?
How do you know I haven't
buried it somewhere else?
We don't.
Which is why we're all
going for a trip out in the snow.
And if it's not out there, I
have ways to make you tell me.
Maybe you haven't noticed,
but I'm the one pointing the gun at you.
I wouldn't want any
harm to come to you yet.
But if you don't do as I say,
your friend here is going to experience
a very sharp sensation in his eyeball.
And I'll shoot.
And Harry will do the same,
now where would that get us?
When he gets his
hands on the money, Harry,
you're a dead man.
You think he's gonna let you
live after you betrayed him?
Not even you're as stupid as that.
Oh, and this is the part where you try
to turn my right-hand man against me,
it's just so predictable.
You're nothing to him, Harry.
Sorry, pal, he's offered
me a sweeter deal.
Oh, you think he's gonna
share the money with you?
Oh, the money and something better.
Power.
You're insane.
You're as sick as he is.
I take that as a compliment.
You're a dead man walking, Harry.
Whatever it is that sick
bastard promised you,
it's all a lie.
But too bad you won't be
around to find out about it.
If it's any consolation,
I do really feel bad about all of this.
Enough!
Let's go before I cut his fucking head off!
Drop it!
Get over there, drop that!
Ah, don't even fucking think about it.
Let go, Harry, let go.
That's it.
Go, get out!
But what about you?
Now give me that.
Ah.
Saves me a job later on.
You just stay there.
Now get moving.
We're going for a walk.
You better not be leading
me on some wild goose chase.
We're going the right way.
For your sake, you better hope
you're not fucking lying to me!
You're hardly gonna
shoot me now, are you?
You'll be searching out here
for the rest of your miserable life.
You're right.
But if you don't give me what I want
and I have to kill you, just know this,
I will find your daughter
and I will do things to her
that will make it impossible
for her to be identified,
even through dental records,
and you know I will.
She will do, if so... Enough!
I'll fucking kill you.
Better luck next time.
From what I can see,
you're all out of cards to play.
I wouldn't be so sure about that.
Now put the gun down or you're a dead man.
You expect me to believe you actually
know how to use that thing?
Try me.
Look, I'm...
I'm sure we can strike
up some kind of deal.
I don't make deals with psychopaths.
Now untie him.
Think about this.
No!
You stupid fuck!
No, no, no, no, no.
No quick movements, big man.
Get over there!
Come on!
Any more funny business
and I'll empty this gun
into your fucking heads!
Get moving!
What the hell were you thinking?
I was trying to save your damn life.
Well, now we're both fucked, aren't we?
You were the one that gave
me a gun with no bullets in it.
Oh, apologies for being truly happy
and trying to save our
own lives without counting.
What, like your supposedly
dead partner, Harry?
Not so supposedly anymore.
What took you so long earlier?
Five more minutes and he would've made
a winter coat from my skin.
You were doing fine.
Anyway, they wouldn't have killed you
till after I arrived anyway.
What?
Are you saying I was the bait?
Oh.
Oh, that's real great.
Fuck you!
And congratulations
on your effortless plan.
Quiet, over there!
This is it.
Better be.
Get to it.
Help him.
With what?
I don't care.
Get in the snow and use your hands.
I don't want this taking all night.
You know, Lucas, I never could stand you.
I only ever kept you around
out of loyalty to my father.
What would you know about loyalty?
Oh, you've got me there.
You and Harry had a
pretty good plan going on,
but did you honestly
think you could swindle
two million from me and not get caught?
Yeah, we almost didn't.
Almost.
Too bad for your choice in partner.
Harry was just too damn greedy and stupid.
I mean, I used that poor
halfwit till the very end,
expecting to ride off into
the sunset with my money.
Yeah, something like that.
You always knew I'd catch
up to you sooner or later.
I was counting on it.
Is it everything you hoped it would be?
Is that it?
Oh.
Get it out, hurry, quickly!
Come on, come on!
Open it!
What the fuck is this,
you think this is funny?
I can't explain, it was here.
Well one of you had better explain quick!
I want my fucking money!
I don't know, it was
in there, it must be-
You think this is just one
big fucking game, don't you?
I took it!
It was me.
What?
I came out the other night and moved it.
I thought it was safer that way.
I knew I couldn't trust you.
I was trying to help you.
So you're the one who knows where it is?
Yes.
That's all I need to know.
No!
He's dying.
I hope so.
You bastard.
Lucas.
Lucas, I'm sorry.
Get up!
I can't just leave him like this.
There's nothing left for him to do now
but die like the mangy rat he is.
I said, get up!
Now,
you're going to tell me where
you've hidden my money.
Oh, get fucked!
Come on, show me.
Come on!
Fucking move!
You better not be lying to me this time,
or you'll end up like
your friend back there.
You know, you've got
yourself in a world of shit.
But if had things gone differently,
I could have seen you working for me.
You're out of your mind.
It's not wise to insult a man
who has a gun pointed at your back.
Here.
Here?
This is where I buried it.
Well get digging then.
How did you get caught up in this?
I didn't have anything better to do.
Curiosity will get you every time.
If it'll make you feel any better,
the two of you will be reunited very soon.
I don't know what Lucas told you about me,
but I used to be a fair man.
My father made me the way I am,
always living in his shadow.
Well not anymore.
Men fear me, I have control.
Respect.
Respect?
I don't give a shit
about you or your father.
I'm not interested in your stories.
They mean nothing to me.
I just want to get this over with.
I've killed men for less than that.
Call me clairvoyant, but
isn't that your plan already?
I found it.
Move out of the way!
Move!
What the fuck is this?
You mother...
You took my fucking money!
Where's my money?
Where is it?
You'll never see a penny of it.
I'm gonna fucking kill you!
Right back at ya.
Lucas?
Oh God.
Lucas.
Oh God.
Where's Ortega?
He's dead.
Good.
Don't talk.
I'm gonna go and get you some help.
Ah, there's no help out here.
I'm dying.
Oh, Lucas, I'm so sorry.
This is all my fault.
I have a favor to ask,
the last one, I promise.
Anything.
Use some of that money
to get away form here.
Of course.
And the rest,
give it to my daughter, Jessica.
It's the least I owe her.
Tell her I love her.
And I'm sorry.
You won't forget?
I won't forget.
Oh.
I listen to the rain
And take a step outside
Let it rain down on me
And wash me clean
We've been working so hard
Never thought that we could lose
Now it feels like losing's
All we ever do
We ran through the woods
And we
We grew up on these
gray streets and towns
Now we look
Out across the seas
And you hold onto me
I don't want
To lose
No more
Won't you wash something
good upon this shore
This time
I need forgiveness
What do they want from me
What have these years done to me
They make me so ill at ease
We've been slipping
into this great void
And you hold onto me
I don't want
To lose
No more
Won't you wash
Something good upon this shore
If it's just once
That I get what I want
Let it be this time
We grew up
On these gray streets and towns
And I hear voices coming
Calling from the crowds
We won't give up, we won't give up
We won't give up this time
We won't give up, we won't give up
We won't give up this time
I don't want
To lose
No more
Won't you wash something
good upon this shore
If it's just once
That I get what I want
Let it be this time
We won't give up, we won't give up
We won't give up this time
If it's just once that I get
What I want
We won't give up
Let it be this time This time
We won't give up, we won't give up
We can't give up
Let it be this time This time
Can you help?
She's been in an altered
state of consciousness
the last few days.
Meaning?
Auditory, kinesthetic,
and olfactory techniques.
Various methods of trance.
I see.
It all depends on how the
specific individual responds,
and your mother is very sick.
I want to understand, but-
It's all too unconventional.
Hm.
Trust me.
Please.
I don't have a choice.
What's wrong?
I don't know.
All day I felt it.
What?
Nothing to do with your mother.
Something else.
Like?
A bad spirit.
I feel danger.
Well done, Harry.
God bless you, Harry.
Shit!
Did nobody ever say curiosity kills?
Who the hell are you?
Norwegian.
Keep your interfering nose
out of my way or I'll cut it off.
Nod twice if you understand.
Where is it?
It's right here.
You just gonna stand there?
I'll get help.
No.
No one can see this.
They're dead.
Holy shit.
Yep.
You need help.
There's supplies under the sink.
Can you sew?
A little.
Then you'll do.
Hurry!
Let me see.
I'll do what I can.
You do really need a doctor.
No.
I can take a bit of pain.
What happened to your Norwegian?
Moonlighting as Norwegian
saved me from a broken nose.
Keeps unfamiliar characters away.
Do you get many of those around here?
So, who are you?
Less you know, the better.
I think you owe me more
of an explanation than that.
I don't owe you anything.
I don't see anyone else
around here keeping you alive.
Not to mention, there's two
dead men in your kitchen.
I said leave it!
Maybe you'll prefer
talking to the police.
Don't play games with me.
I'll do whatever I need to survive.
So you're not gonna go
shouting your mouth off, are you?
I won't tell.
Besides,
the nearest police station's
more than 30 miles away.
I'm Calvin, by the way.
Calvin Trask.
Lucas.
Lucas who?
Lucas Wade.
There, I've told you my name.
What else do you want to know?
Everything.
My business partner and I, Harry,
used to work for some,
shall we say, very unethical
people for a few years,
a consortium of smugglers,
thieves, and murderers
run by a guy called Gabriel Ortega.
We did...
many things that I'm not proud of.
Then comes the day
when Harry and I want out.
We had been...
skimming off...
the profits from every dirty transaction...
for years...
and hiding the proceeds.
Harry worked all over the world,
so it was easy for him to
manipulate the numbers,
but where to hid it,
that's when Harry found this place.
Who's ever gonna look for anything
in a dead-end place like this?
Safer than a vault.
So,
we were to cut all ties with Ortega,
split the money,
and head off into the proverbial sunset,
never to be seen again.
Sounds like the plan really worked.
Mmm.
Ortega found out we were stealing
and killed Harry.
But I got Harry's map
of where he buried it.
I'm the only one who
knows where the money is.
As long as I've got that
map, I'm important to them.
That map, and my extra piece of security.
Which is?
Files,
documents, and recordings
of every filthy transaction
ever conducted by the cartel.
It's probably worth more
than all the money
buried out there in the ice.
Of all the damn places.
Nothing ever happens here.
So what about you?
What about me?
What's your story, Calvin?
How do you expect me to follow that one?
I don't know what you want me to say.
I'm just some nobody
stuck in a dead-end town
on an icy piece of rock
at the edge of the Arctic.
Nobody cares about
this place or anybody in it.
I've got two million
reasons why you're wrong.
Tell me.
My father's American, my mother British.
He moved us here when I was a young boy.
I hated it the moment
my feet touched the snow.
Now it's just me and my mother.
I look after her.
Soon it'll just be me.
This place doesn't take prisoners.
It sucks the life out of you.
Tonight's concrete evidence of that.
Now I'm patching up some criminal
with two dead men in the next room.
I'm gonna need your help with that.
What?
I can't do it.
Not on my own, not like this.
I'm sorry, I can't.
You're in this up to your eyeballs.
You help me or we're both going down.
We're gonna need somewhere to bury them.
Look out!
Just to be sure.
Take a seat.
I've never killed anyone before.
Don't worry.
It's only my mother.
She won't even know you're here.
Don't you think you've had enough?
Not nearly.
It's not every day you're responsible
for the death of another human being.
You mean cockroach.
They would've snuffed out your life
in the blink of an eye
without a second thought.
Still doesn't change
the fact I'm a murderer.
We both are.
Now you feel free to beat
yourself up about it all night.
But I'm gonna get some sleep.
Thanks for stitching me up.
Hello.
Hello.
Is Calvin around?
He's not feeling himself today.
Who are you?
A friend.
I wasn't aware he had any.
We go back years.
Funny.
I've never seen you before.
Pleasure.
That remains to be seen.
Don't care for knocking?
Who's the girl?
Eve.
She lives on the outskirts of town.
She's helping look after my mother.
Nurse?
Shaman.
She uses it as a way
to contact the spirit world
for the purpose of healing.
You believe that?
Doesn't matter what I believe.
I'll try anything.
Coffee?
Ooh.
How's the wound?
I'll live.
I need to ask a favor.
I think we're all out of those.
I'll need you to hide this for me.
Is that what I think it is?
Absolutely not.
It'll be much safer with you.
What about my safety?
After last night, I thought I could-
You thought what?
That I wouldn't mind
putting a target on my back?
I thought I could count on you.
Count on me?
I don't even know you,
and you're asking me
to risk my life, again.
Look,
I didn't ask you to get involved.
You invited yourself.
Thanks for the coffee.
Wait.
I'll take the files.
Like you said, I'm already involved, right?
I appreciate it.
Like I had a choice.
Where are you going?
Nowhere.
What else is there?
Can't beat it, can you?
You see one mountain,
you've seen them all.
Helps clear my head.
You know I can name every
aircraft that flies over here.
And that's what you do for fun?
I could get used to
living in a place like this.
It's not just a place,
it's a way of life.
Mmm.
I envy it.
Harry chose a good spot.
Folk here believe
everything of true value
belongs close to home,
in the simplicity of a
minimalist everyday life.
And you don't?
It's an old-fashioned mentality.
People here don't like change,
and they don't trust outsiders.
They're not all that bad.
I used to teach some of them English
but now I mainly just look after my mother
and keep to myself.
What's the matter with her?
Cancer.
You have a family?
A daughter, Jessica.
We haven't spoken in a long time.
Wife?
I was married for a few years.
Laura.
She died.
Things started to fall apart after that.
Can I ask you something?
What I don't understand is why you don't
just take the money and run.
With two million, you
could take off anywhere
and never be found.
Well, maybe I don't want to be found.
Maybe I don't want to be
looking over my shoulder
every day for the rest of my life.
I'm gonna stop him.
Rid the world of Ortega
and earn every penny of that cash.
Well, if it was me, I'd go to the woods,
dig that money up, and never look back.
You followed me?
No, I-
You followed me!
Yes.
I'm gonna have to keep my eye on you.
This is the last time, Lucas.
I didn't ask for your help.
It was either him or me.
It's becoming a hobby.
It's not funny.
No.
No, it isn't.
Gonna start calling this
place the "Lucas Wade Landfill."
Don't be ridiculous.
No, what's ridiculous
is that I'm helping you
bury the bodies of men who
are trying to kill you, not me.
You should have thought of that.
Are you threatening me?
You should have kept
your nose out of things
in the first place.
It's Ortega you should worry about now.
Ortega's never laid eyes on me.
I could walk away right now
and he'd be none the wiser.
Calvin Trask,
Occasional language teacher.
Son of Jason and Meredith Trask.
No sugar in his coffee,
and slight dependency on vodka.
Now, imagine what Ortega
could find out about you
with his resources.
He probably already knows all about you.
Now you can go back to that house
and pretend you never met me.
But when they come,
and they will come,
I won't be able to protect you.
I don't want any more
innocent blood on my hands.
Like Harry?
Harry wasn't innocent,
but he didn't deserve to die.
I'm sorry, I just...
I freaked out a little.
I want to help.
I never wanted to get anyone
else involved in this mess.
Nothing happens here my whole life,
and in the space of 24
hours, everything falls apart.
It's getting cold.
Let's finish up.
Drink?
It's on the side, in the kitchen.
So how long have you known Eve?
Just a couple of years.
She's...
She's very nice.
She is.
She's a good friend.
Is she with anyone?
Not that I know of.
Now this is a drink.
Mmm, Harry must've left it.
This was Harry's cabin?
Mmm.
Yeah.
He'd stay here from time to time.
Surprised you didn't notice,
with your spying habits.
But then, he was always better
at staying off radar than me.
Well,
- thankfully he left us this.
- Mmm.
And this.
So that's what this is about.
Revenge.
No, this is about justice.
Ortega's a poison.
He needs to be killed, and
I'm the one who's gonna do it.
It's the perfect place
to get away with murder.
Your daughter?
Yeah.
Have you called her?
She won't answer.
You might not have noticed,
but I'm not exactly
father-of-the-year material.
I can't blame her for not
wanting to see me again.
It's amazing she turned out so good.
You must have done something right.
We were happy for a while.
Laura and I had known each other for years.
There was never any doubt
that we'd end up married.
She loved me when I didn't
have two pennies to rub together.
Then I started working for
Felipe Ortega, Gabriel's father.
She didn't like it,
but it put food on the table.
And for the first time
in years, we had money.
Real money.
Then Jessica came along.
We were more happy than you'd ever believe.
They were good years.
Then Laura got sick.
She was gone in the blink of an eye.
I threw myself into work with the cartels.
Money laundering,
drug trafficking,
brute force.
I didn't care anymore.
Felipe died, and Gabriel
took over the cartel.
He was sadistic,
much worse than his father
but I was beyond caring.
And poor Jessica paid the price.
I sent her to live with Laura's sister.
Said I'd visit.
I never did.
They'd send me letters
about Jessica's life,
till a few years ago, when they stopped.
I abandoned her.
It's the best thing I could have done.
Everyone can forgive.
And we all live happily ever after?
Call her, Lucas.
Just leave it.
I think we could both do with another.
This poor waiter, he couldn't have been
any more than 19, oh my God.
So he said, "Oh you, you cannot come in."
"There are no tables, we're fully booked."
Uh-oh.
But then, then he didn't realize he was,
he was dealing with Ortega.
My God.
He, he shit himself, the poor kid.
He really thought he was
going home in a body bag.
I mean, he removed this
Eastern European princess
from her table so we
didn't have to sit in a draft.
I felt so sorry for the poor kid.
By the end of the evening, I made sure that
he had a decent tip and...
Who is it?
I need to speak to Calvin!
It's urgent!
Oh, Calvin, thank God.
It's your mother, you need to come, quick.
I came as soon as I knew
something was wrong.
No.
This can't be.
Jessica?
Jessica?
Yeah,
sorry.
Sorry it's so late.
Um...
It's me.
Your father.
I know, I know it's been a long time.
Um, but...
I, I just...
I just needed to hear your voice, love.
Ah.
Jessie?
Jessica?
Your mother,
she's been taken care of.
Where are you going?
Nowhere.
What else is there?
Amazing, isn't it?
Almost magic.
Yeah.
I never get tired of watching them.
Eve said I'd find you right here.
She's gone.
I know.
Take me with you.
What?
When you leave here.
I can't, I work alone.
What about now?
Now is different.
Anyway,
you wouldn't want to go where I'm going.
Everybody leaves here.
Everybody except for me.
Let's get back inside.
I lied to you.
When I told you I'd
never killed anyone before.
My father didn't leave.
When he moved us out here,
my mother said it could
be a fresh start for all of us,
even though I didn't really
believe what she was saying.
Things only got worse.
One morning, my father
demanded I go fishing with him.
He was already drunk.
He kept telling me how pathetic I was,
how disappointed he was in me.
I hated him.
I wanted him dead.
We carried on to the lake, and...
all of a sudden he must
have lost his footing,
because he went over the ledge.
He must have fallen 50 feet.
I thought he was dead.
Then I heard his screams.
I looked over the edge, and...
he looked like an injured animal.
There was nobody around.
I knew I should have gone for help.
I was so scared.
Part of me thought it would be so easy
just to leave him there,
to let him die.
Now the shoe was on the other foot.
He looked up at me.
I was standing there doing nothing.
His screams turned to whimpers.
I walked away.
I just walked away and I didn't look back.
He froze to death.
But I knew that it was
me that had killed him.
I was his executioner.
When my mother found out, she was so upset,
and that was what made her sick.
All these years I've lived with the guilt.
And now it's just me.
Alone,
at the Arctic's edge.
It was an accident.
You can't spend the rest
of your life blaming yourself.
It's not worth it, trust me.
Everyone thought he just went away.
But he's still here.
I can show you.
You kept him here all this time?
I thought it...
I thought it was best to wait
until somebody else found him.
Only they never did.
I come here sometimes.
Tell him I'm sorry.
He needs a proper burial.
We can't risk the other
bodies being discovered.
You want to say anything?
It was all said and done years ago.
What now?
We stick to the plan.
Wait for Ortega.
Stay one step ahead.
Let's get out of here.
Wake up!
Drink enough last night?
What are you, my hangover?
You're not gonna be any help like this.
After everything, I don't
think anyone can blame me
for having a few drinks.
Now go away!
Sit down.
Lucas, what are you doing?
I could ask you the same question.
Although I wouldn't
believe a word you said.
I have no idea what you're talking about.
You've finally lost it, haven't you?
Would you just tell me what this is about?
What time is it?
What, why?
What time is it?
I don't know.
Around eight?
Missing something?
This is about a watch?
Not just a watch.
Harry's watch, it's got
his name engraved on it,
for Christ's sake!
How did you end up with that?
I can explain.
You'd better.
I found it in your cabin.
I searched my cabin from
top to bottom when I arrived.
Don't lie to me!
Harry gave it to me.
What?
The watch.
It stopped working,
so he gave it to me and I fixed it.
You knew Harry and you didn't tell me?
I scarcely knew him.
But I met him, yes.
You were right.
I noticed him when he came to town,
just like I did with you.
I spoke to him a couple
of times, I was curious.
We don't get many visitors out here.
But he never mentioned
anything about the money.
He just said he was here on business.
You just whispered sweet
nothings to each other, eh?
I don't remember much
of what we did talk about.
We had a couple of drinks.
I think he was just happy to talk
to someone who could speak English.
You expect me to believe that?
It's the truth.
What do you want me to say?
We had a couple of
drinks, we talked for a while,
he gave me his watch, and I went home.
I never saw him again.
Why didn't you tell me?
Because, like now, I
didn't think you'd believe me.
You told me the man was murdered.
I didn't know who you were.
I could have been next.
I thought it best just to keep quiet.
I never meant to lie to you.
You should have told me!
I know that now.
If I find out you're lying-
I'm not lying.
Is there anything else you
feel you should be telling me?
Nothing.
Come over mine later.
I want to go through the plan.
I'll be there.
I've been worried.
Thought I'd checked on you.
Eve, I need to get some fresh air.
Will you be here when I get back?
Of course.
Excuse me.
I'm looking for someone,
an Englishman in his 50s.
Maybe you've seen him.
This man.
Have you seen him?
Nay.
No?
That's a shame.
So sorry to trouble you, Mr. Trask.
How did you know my name?
Your Norwegian seems to be slipping.
Gabriel Ortega.
Search his house.
On it.
But first,
help me bring this piece of shit inside.
Calvin, you've been gone ages, I...
Who are you?
I'm a friend of Mr. Trask.
No you're not!
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Ah, I love a woman who puts up a fight.
Please, just leave!
Oh, but I only just got here.
I have to say, a pretty thing
like you is a nice surprise.
What do you want?
Oh, now there's a question.
I cannot stand a filthy blade.
That's better.
Makes for a much
cleaner cut, don't you think?
Now,
what is a nice young man, like yourself,
doing getting involved in something so, so-
Sordid?
Sordid.
I like that.
So, is this how you and your little
co-conspirator envisioned
things would play out?
I mean,
I don't see old Lucas here to help you.
I can see what was in it for him, but you?
What did he offer you, like
half the money or something?
Half of my money.
Did you really think you
could get away with it?
You two motherfuckers...
killed three...
of my men.
Did you think I was
going to let you get away
with stealing my money?
I'm not afraid of you.
Oh, you should be.
I've got nothing left to lose.
We'll see about that.
See,
you may think you have an idea...
of who I am,
but you cannot begin to
comprehend what I am capable of.
I know all about you, Mr. Trask,
and nobody can help you now.
By the time I'm done,
Lucas won't even recognize
you, but that is nothing
compared to what I have in store for him.
I cannot tell you how much
I've been looking forward to this.
Calvin?
Find anything?
Yeah, as a matter of fact.
Oh, I thought Lucas
was smarter than this.
Any trouble?
Some fucking tramp.
She won't be a problem anymore.
How's our little friend?
Oh,
the fun has just started.
Shit!
Shoot him, shoot him!
Ah.
Lucas Wade.
So glad we managed to get your attention.
Harry?
Hello, partner.
In the flesh.
I've been looking forward
to this touching reunion.
You're dead.
How's that old saying go?
"News of my demise has
been greatly exaggerated."
Is he still alive?
For now.
Why don't you come
inside and have a sit down?
I'm sure we've got lots to discuss.
Now,
the two of you are going to get very tired,
and here I was thinking we could
just have a civilized conversation.
Shut up.
We've come a long way to see me, Lucas.
Well next time, wait for an invitation.
Did you not get my message?
Oh yeah, I got your message.
It's buried out there in the snow.
I would have Harry shoot
you point blank for that comment.
Let's see who blinks first.
Things could get awfully messy in here.
Why, Harry?
You hear that?
He wants to know why, Harry.
Nothing personal, really.
Ortega found out about our
little money-making scheme.
And before I could
put a bullet in his head,
he gave up his accomplice, the map,
and the money in a matter of seconds.
It's amazing how quickly a
rat will desert a sinking ship.
At that point you were
misinformed that I was dead,
and your only chance was to take the map
and run off with a cool
two million all for yourself.
After all we've been through, Harry.
How could you?
Simple, really.
My life or yours.
I think that about covers it, don't you?
What you did took guts.
I'm impressed.
I always thought you were just another
one of my father's pathetic subordinates.
I trusted you with my life!
And that's exactly what I've come for.
If anything happens to me,
there are files and
recordings that'll put you
in prison for so long they'll
throw away the fucking key!
These recordings?
Next time you want something done, Lucas,
don't leave it in the
hands of some idiot kid
or a poor defenseless young woman.
Shame, really.
She wasn't half bad-looking, yeah.
You fucking savages!
Shut the fuck up!
So, what?
Are you gonna kill me now?
You think now you've got Harry,
you don't need me anymore?
How do you know I haven't
buried it somewhere else?
We don't.
Which is why we're all
going for a trip out in the snow.
And if it's not out there, I
have ways to make you tell me.
Maybe you haven't noticed,
but I'm the one pointing the gun at you.
I wouldn't want any
harm to come to you yet.
But if you don't do as I say,
your friend here is going to experience
a very sharp sensation in his eyeball.
And I'll shoot.
And Harry will do the same,
now where would that get us?
When he gets his
hands on the money, Harry,
you're a dead man.
You think he's gonna let you
live after you betrayed him?
Not even you're as stupid as that.
Oh, and this is the part where you try
to turn my right-hand man against me,
it's just so predictable.
You're nothing to him, Harry.
Sorry, pal, he's offered
me a sweeter deal.
Oh, you think he's gonna
share the money with you?
Oh, the money and something better.
Power.
You're insane.
You're as sick as he is.
I take that as a compliment.
You're a dead man walking, Harry.
Whatever it is that sick
bastard promised you,
it's all a lie.
But too bad you won't be
around to find out about it.
If it's any consolation,
I do really feel bad about all of this.
Enough!
Let's go before I cut his fucking head off!
Drop it!
Get over there, drop that!
Ah, don't even fucking think about it.
Let go, Harry, let go.
That's it.
Go, get out!
But what about you?
Now give me that.
Ah.
Saves me a job later on.
You just stay there.
Now get moving.
We're going for a walk.
You better not be leading
me on some wild goose chase.
We're going the right way.
For your sake, you better hope
you're not fucking lying to me!
You're hardly gonna
shoot me now, are you?
You'll be searching out here
for the rest of your miserable life.
You're right.
But if you don't give me what I want
and I have to kill you, just know this,
I will find your daughter
and I will do things to her
that will make it impossible
for her to be identified,
even through dental records,
and you know I will.
She will do, if so... Enough!
I'll fucking kill you.
Better luck next time.
From what I can see,
you're all out of cards to play.
I wouldn't be so sure about that.
Now put the gun down or you're a dead man.
You expect me to believe you actually
know how to use that thing?
Try me.
Look, I'm...
I'm sure we can strike
up some kind of deal.
I don't make deals with psychopaths.
Now untie him.
Think about this.
No!
You stupid fuck!
No, no, no, no, no.
No quick movements, big man.
Get over there!
Come on!
Any more funny business
and I'll empty this gun
into your fucking heads!
Get moving!
What the hell were you thinking?
I was trying to save your damn life.
Well, now we're both fucked, aren't we?
You were the one that gave
me a gun with no bullets in it.
Oh, apologies for being truly happy
and trying to save our
own lives without counting.
What, like your supposedly
dead partner, Harry?
Not so supposedly anymore.
What took you so long earlier?
Five more minutes and he would've made
a winter coat from my skin.
You were doing fine.
Anyway, they wouldn't have killed you
till after I arrived anyway.
What?
Are you saying I was the bait?
Oh.
Oh, that's real great.
Fuck you!
And congratulations
on your effortless plan.
Quiet, over there!
This is it.
Better be.
Get to it.
Help him.
With what?
I don't care.
Get in the snow and use your hands.
I don't want this taking all night.
You know, Lucas, I never could stand you.
I only ever kept you around
out of loyalty to my father.
What would you know about loyalty?
Oh, you've got me there.
You and Harry had a
pretty good plan going on,
but did you honestly
think you could swindle
two million from me and not get caught?
Yeah, we almost didn't.
Almost.
Too bad for your choice in partner.
Harry was just too damn greedy and stupid.
I mean, I used that poor
halfwit till the very end,
expecting to ride off into
the sunset with my money.
Yeah, something like that.
You always knew I'd catch
up to you sooner or later.
I was counting on it.
Is it everything you hoped it would be?
Is that it?
Oh.
Get it out, hurry, quickly!
Come on, come on!
Open it!
What the fuck is this,
you think this is funny?
I can't explain, it was here.
Well one of you had better explain quick!
I want my fucking money!
I don't know, it was
in there, it must be-
You think this is just one
big fucking game, don't you?
I took it!
It was me.
What?
I came out the other night and moved it.
I thought it was safer that way.
I knew I couldn't trust you.
I was trying to help you.
So you're the one who knows where it is?
Yes.
That's all I need to know.
No!
He's dying.
I hope so.
You bastard.
Lucas.
Lucas, I'm sorry.
Get up!
I can't just leave him like this.
There's nothing left for him to do now
but die like the mangy rat he is.
I said, get up!
Now,
you're going to tell me where
you've hidden my money.
Oh, get fucked!
Come on, show me.
Come on!
Fucking move!
You better not be lying to me this time,
or you'll end up like
your friend back there.
You know, you've got
yourself in a world of shit.
But if had things gone differently,
I could have seen you working for me.
You're out of your mind.
It's not wise to insult a man
who has a gun pointed at your back.
Here.
Here?
This is where I buried it.
Well get digging then.
How did you get caught up in this?
I didn't have anything better to do.
Curiosity will get you every time.
If it'll make you feel any better,
the two of you will be reunited very soon.
I don't know what Lucas told you about me,
but I used to be a fair man.
My father made me the way I am,
always living in his shadow.
Well not anymore.
Men fear me, I have control.
Respect.
Respect?
I don't give a shit
about you or your father.
I'm not interested in your stories.
They mean nothing to me.
I just want to get this over with.
I've killed men for less than that.
Call me clairvoyant, but
isn't that your plan already?
I found it.
Move out of the way!
Move!
What the fuck is this?
You mother...
You took my fucking money!
Where's my money?
Where is it?
You'll never see a penny of it.
I'm gonna fucking kill you!
Right back at ya.
Lucas?
Oh God.
Lucas.
Oh God.
Where's Ortega?
He's dead.
Good.
Don't talk.
I'm gonna go and get you some help.
Ah, there's no help out here.
I'm dying.
Oh, Lucas, I'm so sorry.
This is all my fault.
I have a favor to ask,
the last one, I promise.
Anything.
Use some of that money
to get away form here.
Of course.
And the rest,
give it to my daughter, Jessica.
It's the least I owe her.
Tell her I love her.
And I'm sorry.
You won't forget?
I won't forget.
Oh.
I listen to the rain
And take a step outside
Let it rain down on me
And wash me clean
We've been working so hard
Never thought that we could lose
Now it feels like losing's
All we ever do
We ran through the woods
And we
We grew up on these
gray streets and towns
Now we look
Out across the seas
And you hold onto me
I don't want
To lose
No more
Won't you wash something
good upon this shore
This time
I need forgiveness
What do they want from me
What have these years done to me
They make me so ill at ease
We've been slipping
into this great void
And you hold onto me
I don't want
To lose
No more
Won't you wash
Something good upon this shore
If it's just once
That I get what I want
Let it be this time
We grew up
On these gray streets and towns
And I hear voices coming
Calling from the crowds
We won't give up, we won't give up
We won't give up this time
We won't give up, we won't give up
We won't give up this time
I don't want
To lose
No more
Won't you wash something
good upon this shore
If it's just once
That I get what I want
Let it be this time
We won't give up, we won't give up
We won't give up this time
If it's just once that I get
What I want
We won't give up
Let it be this time This time
We won't give up, we won't give up
We can't give up
Let it be this time This time