Never Leave Alive (2017) Movie Script
1
(waves rushing)
- [Reporter] In other news,
authorities are investigating
a number
of missing person reports
of a commercial
cruise line employees.
Authorities suspect
that there may be a link
between the missing persons
and the missing cruise
ship, The Neptune Star.
The magnetic poles
in the surrounding area
may be disrupting all
conventional tracking systems.
With no trace of visible
evidence or distress calls,
the authorization of
search and rescue team
is still under debate.
(dramatic music)
(groaning)
- [Man] No, no no!
Run, run!
Run, run run!
Run!
Keep going, keep going.
(flesh ripping)
- [Both] Maggie!
- [Man] Keep going, keep going!
(dramatic music)
- It's James.
- We gotta get out of here.
(gasping)
(whimpering)
- Somebody help me.
(whimpering)
(ominous music)
(screaming)
(ominous music)
(birds squawking)
(ominous music)
- What the hell?
Tom!
- Have you been here all night?
- Been here all morning.
Technically, after
midnight it's called A.M.
- Actually, it's called
not drinking yourself
into a dead stupor.
Did you go out with that?
- Never go hunting
without my knife.
Heh, heh, heh.
- Have you forgotten who
taught ya how to hunt?
- That was a long time ago.
Let's leave hunting to
the current professionals.
- Oh, is that what you're
calling yourself these days?
- Come on, what's the problem?
- Oh, I don't know.
Maybe we're shipping out
in a few minutes,
and I'd like you not to
throw up on our hosts.
- I'm fine.
- Please, for me.
Clean up.
You don't smell sober.
- Make no promises.
(boat horn blaring)
Think I smell good.
- [Man On Radio] Hunter Rick
Rainsford is definitely trying
to clean up his act,
after his name's been
dragged through the mud
all over social media.
He's got this new wildlife
preservation campaign.
Kind of strange
coming from a hunter,
but after repeated DUI charges,
numerous public
drunkenness displays,
I think these acts of altruism
on behalf on Rainsford...
- Your boat?
- [Man] Yeah.
- It's a hell of a boat.
- [Man On Radio] Nearly
just to be asked...
(radio static)
- [Captain on loudspeaker]
This is Captain (indistinct)
...the the Wilderness Explorer,
now reminding all personnel
and passengers
to please report
to the starboard side
prior to boarding.
- Watch your step.
- Captain,
time is of the essence.
- What you're asking
is impossible.
We have to change course,
these waters are not safe.
- I did the research.
This is the quickest route.
- Tommy boy!
(laughs)
- Rick.
- What's happening, Captain?
- This is Captain Andres,
he's in charge
of this fine vessel.
Any and all questions go to him.
- Actually,
we're not finished yet.
We have to respect is
that you and Mr. Rainsford
are not the only passengers
on this ship.
I am responsible for
the safety of everyone.
- All right.
Let's talk.
No need to bore Rick
with this nonsense.
- Thomas knows me so well.
I don't like to get bogged
down with the details.
Good talk.
Need a little help.
- How can I help you, sir?
- I'm in the market
for some alcohol.
- I'm not allowed
to give you any alcohol.
- Excuse me?
- Well, what I mean is
I just mean that we don't...
- Come on, come on, come on!
- Have any.
- You don't have any?
Or you're not
allowed to give me?
Which is it?
- I think I heard the Captain.
- Do you know who I am?
- Yes, Mr. Rainsford.
- Then you know
this is a mistake.
- I'm sorry.
- Not as sorry
as you're gonna be.
(dramatic music)
(camera shutter clicking)
- Sorry.
Did I startle you?
I was just trying
to get a picture.
- I'm a celebrity.
Darlin'.
I'm no stranger to pictures,
but if you want a good one,
you should just ask.
- Well, I don't
wanna bother you.
I know you're such a busy guy.
- Rick Rainsford is not too
busy for you, little lady.
- Okay, can I please take
your picture, Mr. Rainsford?
- Well, that's not fair.
Now you know my name
and I don't know yours.
- Well, I'm...
- What's a beautiful
sweetheart like you doin'
on a rusty old boat
like this anyway?
- Oh, you know, just
trying to get a picture
of our resident celebrity.
- All right.
- Please.
- I'll make it a good one.
- Oh yeah?
- Exclusive.
- Oh, I feel so special.
- Hold on.
- Yeah, oh, there it is.
Oh yes, perfect.
- How do I look?
- Pretty pompous
and self-important,
so it's accurate
if nothing else.
- What?
- Just saying
it's a pretty good portrait
of Rick Rainsford.
- Do we know each other?
- Yeah, we've met several times,
including earlier tonight.
You were probably just
too drunk to remember.
- I meet a lot of people.
Sometimes I forget a few.
You don't know anything
about me.
- Oh, let's see here.
You hunt deer for sport,
sort of,
although you're more well-known
for your famous love interest
and stupid reality TV shows,
because you're so drunk
you can barely even walk.
So, yeah, I think I know
exactly who you are,
Mr. Rainsford.
- If I'm so terrible,
why are you here
taking pictures of me?
- Clever.
What you're looking for,
right there.
Knock yourself out.
- I'm famous.
It's what a celebrity is.
- That's really mature.
- [Man] I'm sorry, Ms. Christie.
- [Anna] It's fine, it's fine.
- Who was that?
- The girl?
- [Rick] Yeah.
- That's Anna Christie.
She's the photographer
management sent.
- She's our photographer?
- Mm-Hmm.
- When did that happen?
What about Santiago?
- You punched him in the
face last time, remember?
He won't work with you anymore.
- Oh yeah.
(chuckles)
She's young.
- Yeah.
- And mean.
- Look.
Are you gonna cooperate
on this photo shoot,
or are we just wasting
our time here?
- It's fine, I got it.
I got it.
She's just interesting,
that's all.
- How so?
- I don't know, she just
better not piss me off.
- You keep your eye
on the big game.
I'll take care of the blondes.
- Okay.
(ship banging)
- [Man] ...is going on here?
- Calm down, man.
It's a boat.
It's gonna sway.
(dramatic music)
(ship crashing)
- [Captain] All personnel
to the staff quarters.
All personnel to the staff
quarters, effective immediately.
(ship crashing)
(dramatic music)
- Mr. Rainsford,
the Captain's called
general quarters to the room.
- I know what general
quarters means, useless.
- Everyone, back to your rooms.
It means you have to...
- [Rick] That's your new name
by the way.
- Get back to your room.
Please, sir.
- Found the alcohol.
Useless.
- It's for your own safety.
Please.
- I'm goin', I'm goin'.
- [Captain] Attention everyone,
there's been a security breach.
The hull is taking on water.
Commence evacuations.
Everyone to the life raft.
(screaming)
- [Man] This way!
(suspenseful music)
- [Man] Come on, everybody
into the life boat.
In the boat, in the
boat, come on, everybody.
- No, no.
I want you
to get in the life boat.
(everyone talking
over each other)
(explosion rumbling)
(gasping)
- [Anna]
Are you serious?
Rick.
Do you have anymore alcohol?
Rick, come on, come on.
Thank you.
Another bottle.
Do you know this island?
Do you know where we are at all?
- I'm gonna go look around.
- [Anna] What?
No, you're not.
- Hey, pretty good.
Were you a candy striper
or somethin'?
- [Anna] Are you still here?
- I see someone.
- [Anna] What?
- Hey.
Hey!
Over here.
(ominous music)
Hey, chief!
Hey, bud!
Hey buddy, do you speak English?
I'm Rick.
Rick Rainsford.
Down there, that's...
- Anna.
- Anna.
Hey buddy, what's your name?
What's your name, pal?
- Ivan.
- He's lost a lot of blood.
Second degree burns pretty
much all over his body.
- He's bad, we must go.
- What?
Go where?
- Huh?
- Oh, yeah.
- Wait, wait wait.
- I got it.
(grunting)
(dramatic music)
(fly buzzing)
Keep up,
you're going to get lost.
- [Anna]
I am not going to get lost.
- [Rick] This is the
wilderness, don't wander off.
- [Anna] Oh, really,
this is the wilderness?
Wow, how'd you figure
that one out?
- [Rick]
Shh, you're disturbing Sammy.
- Stop.
Trip wire.
- What?
Why is there a trip wire here?
- Dangerous animals.
- What?
- [Rick] Smart man.
- You're not helping.
Where are we...
Hello, sir!
Where...
Where are you talking us?
- Shh.
- Can't you just...
- We are here.
- [Rick] Here?
- Get around there.
When I tell you, okay.
- [Both] One, two, three.
(grunting)
(groaning)
- It's gonna be okay.
Do you have anything
to sedate him?
Painkillers, medication,
anything?
What do you have?
It's okay, it's okay, it's okay.
(groaning)
How do you know how to do that?
Are you a doctor?
- No, he's not.
But he's very experienced
in field trauma.
Have you done this before?
- No.
- Well, then Ivan
will instruct you.
Please continue.
If you'll excuse me.
- This is going to hurt.
- It's okay.
(suspenseful music)
(groaning)
(dramatic music)
Who are you?
- Excuse me.
I'm Colonel Zaroff.
I don't think he'll make it.
- He'll be fine.
Colonel?
- Yes.
Retired.
This is Ivan, you've met.
- You two live here alone?
- Yes, we live on the island.
Listen, we are here
to assist you.
- Thank you.
- And you are?
- I'm Anna.
That's Rick.
- Hello.
- Hey.
- Hello, Rick.
How do you feel?
- Not bad, I feel all right.
- Do you need any attention?
- I'm good.
Thanks.
- Well then.
Let's let the healers heal.
Let's go have a drink.
- How about you?
You thirsty?
- We are men.
She has proven
to be a worthy nurse.
- I'm fine.
Go go, I'm surprised you lasted
this long without a drink.
- Happy to see your bad
attitude's survived.
- Happy to see
the laziness survived.
- A lovers' quarrel?
- No, absolutely not.
- Definitely not.
(chuckles)
Let's go.
- Ivan, what's going on?
What is this place?
(speaking Russian)
(speaking Russian)
- Very cute.
(dramatic music)
- I know it's a bit unorthodox,
but it's how I like
to live my life.
- To each their own.
- So, tell me.
What happened out there?
- I wish I could tell you.
It's all a blur to me.
- [Zaroff]
I imagine it must have been
a most painful experience.
- Yeah.
- Were you the only survivors?
- Yeah, I think so.
I mean, you saw what happened
to that kid.
A lot of good people were lost.
- Yes.
Deeply sorry to hear that.
- Thanks for takin' us in.
- It's not a problem at all.
I'm sure you could imagine
we don't get too many guests.
It's very nice
to talk to someone new.
- I gathered.
(chuckles)
I mean,
of all the islands to wreck on,
we had to pick the one with
nothin' but sand, trees,
and a hidden house where
two dudes live alone.
(laughing)
(chuckles)
- What do you mean?
- I didn't mean anything, bro.
- Bro.
- [Rick] Yeah.
- Have another drink,
Mr. Rainsford.
Take a seat.
- Don't mind if I do.
Yes.
You hunt?
- I do.
I find it exhilarating,
pleasurable hobby.
- Me too.
I'm actually
kind of a professional.
- You are a professional?
Are you famous, Mr. Rainsford?
- In some circles, yeah,
I'm kind of a big deal.
That girl Anna
doesn't think so, though.
I'm no celebrity in her eyes.
- Don't be so modest,
Mr. Rainsford.
- No one could ever
accuse me of that.
- No.
The Russian standard.
(ominous music)
- You're really gentle.
So, you live here
with the Colonel?
- It is my home.
- Is there anybody else
on this island?
Why don't you wanna answer
any of my questions?
Where's the bathroom?
(speaking Russian)
(speaks Russian)
(speaks Russian)
(speaks Russian)
Man, what you have here,
I would kill
for my own island.
Hunt whenever I want to.
Paradise.
- It's a good place to be
if you are me.
- Why's that?
Relivin' the glory days?
- What?
- You're obviously
in the Russian military
or somethin'.
- I've served everybody,
served everywhere.
Different country,
different time.
Different world.
- Sounds intriguing.
- It's a long story.
(ominous music)
- You must leave the
island quite frequently.
I mean, you can't find
all these animals here.
- Well, I do.
I mean, they ship them in.
- Shipped here?
(chuckles)
Why?
- Why not?
- To hunt them?
- Of course.
- Why not go hunt them in
their natural habitats?
That's what a real hunter does.
(chuckles)
- Are you suggesting I'm not
a real hunter, Mr. Rainsford?
- No, it's...
It's just...
Yeah, that is
what I'm suggesting.
- Explain.
- You're cheating, you know.
I mean, these animals aren't
in their native habitats.
You always have the advantage.
And it's an island.
It's not a real hunt if there's
no chance they can get away.
- Well, I have no chance
to get away.
They have no chance to get away.
It seems fairly even to me.
- I think you should
get off this island
and do some real hunting.
Get back into the wilderness.
I think this place might be
affecting your sensibilities
a little bit.
- Perhaps you are right,
Mr. Rainsford.
(speaks Russian)
(dramatic music)
- Are you going to be long?
- Give a girl a second.
It's been a while.
- How do you
get off this island?
- What do you mean?
- I mean...
You gonna radio the mainland?
Have us picked up?
- You have no home, no family
to get back to, Mr. Rainsford.
- Says who?
- Says me.
I know a lot about you.
- Yeah, well,
I wouldn't believe everything
you read in magazines.
I'm gonna go check on Anna.
(thudding)
- I don't believe everything
I read in magazines.
(dramatic music)
(grunting)
(gasping)
Mr. Rick Rainsford.
The hunter, the man.
(chuckles)
I'm not interested in this man.
I'm definitely
more interested...
in this man.
Love it, love it, I love it.
Look at me and look into my eyes
and remember this face.
I want you
to remember this, okay?
Well, well hello Ms. Richards.
- What did you call me?
- I called you by your
real name, Ms. Richards.
Here on the island
we go as who we are,
not who we want to be.
- You brought us here.
- No, no, I brought Rick here.
You were not meant to survive.
But, as I'm sure Ivan
will agree,
you're a pleasurable accident.
- Yeah.
- You killed all those people.
- Collateral damage.
- What did you do to him?
- Rick, he loves his vodka.
He'll be out for a little while.
(glass shattering)
(laughing)
- Fast and resourceful, huh.
- Yes.
You know, this is the most
awkward part of the game.
But, in my experience, I
find there is no better way,
so, here we are.
- It is important
for you to listen.
He'll be brief.
Huh?
(grunting)
(laughing)
She likes to fight, huh?
It's okay.
I don't like to use guns,
so I apologize.
I try to be a little more...
- Creative, Ivan.
- Yeah.
- Creative with what?
- The game.
I understand that you must
be thinking who are we,
where are you.
You are in a game of life...
and death.
This is not a place to be
something that you're not,
but to be who you really
are inside your heart,
Mr. Rainsford.
So, like they say,
the American adage,
"the strongest will survive."
It's just a game.
- Your world...
- My world is...
...honest...
...simple.
- And you shall make
a very good hunt, huh?
- Absolutely.
I brought Rick here because
he is a ultimate hunter.
He will be my greatest conquest.
Now, listen to me carefully.
There's a boat.
Do you hear me, Mr. Rainsford?
There's a boat on the
other side of the island.
If you get there, you live.
If you can kill me,
it would be much easier.
- And what if we refuse to play?
- Then I will have to start
on your feet.
- Why the long face?
I'm giving you
a chance to survive.
I just want to play
a simple game.
You might just find it fun.
Get him up.
(dramatic music)
- Take the supplies.
- Come on, come on.
Rick, come on.
Come on.
- [Man On Radio] This just
in, a private charter ship
called The Wilderness
Explorer has gone missing.
Officials say a distress
call was put out Monday
at 2:24 a.m.
in the north Pacific Ocean.
The U.S. government is
making expedited actions
to find the cruise ship.
Among its many passengers
was celebrity hunter
and philanthropist,
Rick Rainsford.
Adventure Cruises has
made an official statement
saying that they will be
working quickly with authorities
to locate the missing ship.
- Let the game begin.
(ominous music)
- Rick, are you okay?
- Yeah.
(flies buzzing)
(ominous music)
- What?
- No, stay.
- Oh gee.
Ugh.
Oh my God.
Oh God.
- Are you okay?
- This is not happening.
This is not real,
I'm just in a nightmare.
I'm having a nightmare.
This isn't real,
just bad dreams.
It's not real, it's not real.
What are you doing?
- I don't know,
it's what people do
when people freak out.
I think it might calm
you down or turn you on.
- That's a terrible idea.
Ugh.
- You calmed down, didn't ya?
(dramatic music)
- Mother nature, bless me..
...with courage, truth...
...and humility.
Mother nature, bless me...
with your heart and land.
Mother nature, bless me...
for who I am!
(speaks Russian)
- [Rick] Where are you goin'?
You don't know
anybody else here.
(birds chirping)
(ominous music)
(gasping)
- Rick!
Rick!
(screams)
(coughing)
Ow, ow ow.
Ah.
Thanks.
- That bastard must have
booby-trapped the woods.
- Yeah, it looks that way.
- You all right?
- It looks worse than it is.
Ow.
- We need to get to the beach.
- No, we need to
get to some spring water
and find a place to rest.
Without hydration and sleep,
we're not going anywhere.
- That's a waste of time.
- No, it's not,
we are in the wild.
Water should be
our number one priority.
- You want water?
Here's water.
- I think
we're probably gonna need
a little bit more than
that, don't you think?
Come on.
We're on an island.
There's gotta be water close by.
Somewhere.
- And you know so much
about wilderness survival
because you photograph ducks?
- Yeah.
That's exactly what I do.
You know so much about me.
- What's with the fake name?
- What?
What fake name?
- The name that you go by
that's not your real name.
(arrow whizzing)
(groaning)
- What?
Rick?
Rick, stay with me.
Are you serious?
Rick.
(ominous music)
- [Zaroff] Will he live?
- I'll keep him alive.
They won't leave without him.
- We should embrace change.
- Da.
- Change is important.
Da?
- Da.
- Makes us wiser and stronger.
And less vulnerable.
Da?
- Da.
I am concerned with these two.
- Is this your concern?
Is this your concern?
(speaks Russian)
(grunting)
(screaming)
(arrow whizzing)
- Seriously, really?
No.
No.
- Anna.
- Sector 23 all clear.
- [Zaroff] I have eyes on Anna.
- Copy.
- [Zaroff] The radio's silent.
- Copy.
(ominous music)
- Rick.
Rick.
Rick.
- He's here, run.
Go, go go.
(gunshot rumbling)
(yelping)
(heavy breathing)
- Rick.
Rick.
Rick, Rick.
Rick.
(groans)
Oh God.
Rick, where are you?
Rick?
- [Rick] Anna, I'm over here.
- Where?
- Anna.
Hi.
Quicksand.
Where the hell
did this come from?
Careful, careful, I'm not
sure where it starts or ends.
- I got it, I got it.
You gotta calm down, okay.
- I'm calm.
- You gotta relax.
- I'm relaxed, I'm relaxed.
- I'm gonna get you out, okay?
Trust me.
- [Rick] Okay.
- [Anna] Now, close your eyes.
- How is that gonna help?
- 'Cause I don't want you
starin' at me.
Just close 'em, close your eyes.
All right?
- Okay.
- Take a deep breath.
Lift your arms above your head.
There you go, okay.
- I'm sinking.
Help me out.
- I'm going to,
I'm going to, I'm going to.
Stop, calm down.
All right?
- You wanna jump in and do
a synchronized quicksand dance
with me?
- No, aim towards me.
- Towards you?
Into the quicksand.
- Okay, three.
You're gonna pull out.
Be calm, and I'm gonna let go.
I'll get you out side to side,
okay?
Pull pull pull!
- I'm pushing.
(groaning)
- Get off of me!
Are you okay?
- Yeah.
- Okay, come on,
we gotta keep movin'.
- We can't.
- Ivan's still close by.
- No, there's gonna be
more of these traps.
We're barely surviving, Anna.
- Come on, I've got
something to show you.
- Gimme just a sec.
- [Anna]
We don't have a second, come on.
- I just almost died.
- [Anna] I know you did,
but we gotta go, he's close.
Come on!
- Can you stop talking, please?
- [Anna] No, I can't.
- I'll come, just shut up.
- [Anna] Just saving your life.
- [Rick]
Shut up and I'll follow,
come on.
- [Anna]
Don't tell me to shut up.
- [Rick] Quit talking.
- [Anna] Come on.
(ominous music)
See?
- You marked them all.
- Yep.
Well, all the ones I could find.
It was dark.
- Were there other guns?
- No, just more stuff like this.
Some arrows, a grenade.
- A grenade?
- Yeah, I couldn't
dismantle it either.
- I could.
- What, how?
- I was in the military.
- You were?
When?
- Long time ago.
- Where'd you serve?
- [Rick] I didn't.
- But you said
you were in the...
- I don't wanna talk about it.
- Why not?
- What's your real last name?
- Take a mile this way.
- That's what I thought.
And here we go.
First you won't shut up, and
now the silent treatment?
You're really not gonna tell me?
(ominous music)
Down!
(suspenseful music)
(yelping)
(grunting)
(rain pattering)
(birds chirping)
- [Anna] Hey, I found a creek.
- Come on.
Really?
- What?
You didn't find
the rabbit already?
- Maybe if weren't
stomping around the forest,
they would have.
- I am not
stomping around the forest.
- The rabbit heart you stomping,
and ran away.
- Oh my God, the great Rick
Rainsford can't hunt a rabbit.
A little rabbit.
- Could we not fight
for like two minutes?
Could you give me two minutes
without making any noise?
- [Anna] Two minutes?
- Please.
- I can't wait to see this.
Go.
(dramatic music)
What the?
- Yeah.
Still got it, Rick.
Not so bad of a hunter
after all.
- That was not funny.
- You know
what's really strange?
I just don't agree with you.
I found some more dry wood.
Let me help.
- No, thanks.
I've got this.
- You know,
I actually have something...
- I said I got this.
Okay?
- Not everything
has to be a fight.
- I had it, you know.
- Oh, I know.
How is it?
- Mmm.
Rather have a hamburger.
- Agreed.
- So, do you always eat
what you hunt?
- It depends.
No family to bring home
60 pounds of venison to.
I donate it sometimes.
- Really?
You donate?
- Yeah.
Good PR, you know.
- Wow, staged altruism.
Why am I not at all surprised?
- It isn't like that.
I guess it is a little weird.
One time
there was a stylist on set
combing the fur
of a buck I just shot.
- No way.
- [Anna] Seriously.
- That is ridiculous.
- Maybe I did let it all
get away from me.
- That's the problem with fame.
Famous people don't have
anyone in their life
to just be honest
with them, you know.
- No.
Thomas is always honest with me.
- Really?
- Yeah.
- Does he tell you that you
come off like a pompous jerk?
- Everyday.
We're like brothers.
(howling)
Okay, spill it.
- Spill what?
- The fire.
Did you learn that
in girl scouts?
- Really?
Girl scouts?
- What's wrong with girl scouts?
I would kill for a box
of Thin Mints right now.
- No.
I did not have any time
for girl scouts.
No merit badges or Thin Mints.
No boyfriends.
Or proms.
Or anything for that matter.
I can thank my Mom for that.
She's a journalist.
Andrea Richards.
- Yeah, I've heard of her.
I didn't know
she had a daughter.
- Yeah, no, she doesn't really.
- What do you mean?
- Wasn't really around enough
to be an actual Mom, you know.
I was just kind of always there,
while she drug me around
on her stupid assignments.
She didn't care at all.
When I was eight years old
I knew more
about cameras and lenses
than I did Barbies or,
I don't know, tea parties.
- You seem like the kind of kid
that would have been more
into playing with G.I. Joes
than Barbie, anyway.
- Maybe.
- Definitely.
(laughing)
- You haven't lived until
you are on the Andes,
on your birthday,
held up in a cave
with an injured guide.
My birthday present that year,
learned how to build a fire.
- That sucks.
- I'm sorry, this is weird.
I just tried so hard to get
out of her shadow, you know,
and changed my last name.
Tried to change
my profession, but,
then I realized I'm just,
I don't know, this is the only
thing I'm actually good at,
so...
- So, you went
with Anna Christie.
Anna Christie.
Why Christie?
- I don't know.
- You could of picked
any name in the world.
I would have picked
something more interesting.
- Thanks.
- Anna Kinkade.
- That literally makes no sense.
- The master of light.
- Yes, but he was a
painter, not a photographer.
- It still,
it kind of makes sense.
- [Anna] No, it doesn't.
- The master of light,
of photography.
- [Anna]
You're so proud of yourself.
- I was proud of myself
until you said it didn't
make any sense.
(laughs)
I'm tryin'.
- Yes, you are.
This was supposed to be
my big break, you know.
Photographing you.
- Yikes.
- Photography is supposed
to be about
capturing that rare,
honest and truthful moment
in someone, you know.
I take this assignment that's
just basically a glamor shot.
No offense.
- None taken.
- My mom would be
so proud of me.
- Well, I'm gonna do
whatever it takes
to get you off this island.
Deal?
- Deal.
(ominous music)
We should try to get some sleep.
(radio static)
- [Man On Radio] News on
The Wilderness Explorer
and The Neptune Star.
The wreckage has been found,
an Anchorage based
fishing company
reports that one
of their fishing vessels
has uncovered pieces of
the missing ships' hauls
in their nets.
While most
of the ships' passengers
and bodies have been
identified in the wreckage,
there are still a few people
and a single life raft
unaccounted for,
leading rescue crews
to speculate
that there may in fact still
be survivors out there.
Among those not identified
at the scene
are professional hunter,
Rick Rainsford...
(radio static)
(ominous music)
(grunting)
(coughing)
(grunting)
(yelling)
(grunting)
(blows landing)
- Get up.
- Hey.
Comrade.
(grunting)
(laughing)
Get out of here.
(grunting)
(groaning)
- Rick, are you okay?
- I woulda had 'im.
- Come on.
Let's go.
- No.
He's gonna die.
- I doubt it.
Come on.
Ivan's not doing well.
You better hurry.
(radio static)
(fly buzzing)
(ominous music)
(speaks Russian)
(suspenseful music)
Zaroff.
(speaking Russian)
- [Zaroff] Let's go.
Come on, idiot.
Get.
- Damn it, Rick, you could
have ended this entire thing.
- You don't attack a man
from behind.
It's not sportsman like.
- Now is the time
to get off this island.
- So, we just leave Sammy?
(button clicking)
He's gonna busy tending to Ivan.
- Rick.
Rick, I've stepped on something.
- It's a landmine.
- I scoped the entire area.
I didn't think about landmines.
- Don't move.
- 'Kay, canceling all plans
to move now.
- I've never seen
a mine like this.
It's not standard issue.
- Oh, great,
now you finally admit
that you don't know everything.
- [Rick] Shit, it might
be sound activated.
- What are you doing?
- Thinking.
- Can you please go think
far away over there?
If it explodes it
shouldn't kill both of us.
- I'm gonna figure this out.
- No, Rick, go.
- You're gonna be okay.
- Rick, go, get out of here.
- I'm not leaving you.
- I'm sorry, okay.
I am so sorry,
but you have to go.
Go.
Get away from me.
Go!
Go.
- Tell me a story.
- What?
- Seriously, tell me a story.
- What, what kind of story?
- Anything.
- Okay, I'm standing
on a landmine here.
- That's not the point.
- What is the point then?
- Shut up and tell me a story.
- I can't shut up and tell
you a story at the same time.
- Okay.
Okay.
I wasn't always like this,
you know.
I've been hunting for a while,
I've been hunting forever.
- Rick, what are you doing?
- I'm telling you a story.
- Okay, make it a good one.
- My Dad taught me how to hunt.
It was just him and me.
It's how we bonded.
And he never even talked to me,
except for when we were hunting.
When I was 16, we were
hunting out in the woods
by my home town.
It wasn't sanctioned
hunting property,
and we weren't
following the rules.
We were just havin' fun.
I'd just shot my first buck.
It was clean.
Perfect shot.
My Dad was so proud of me.
And we walked up to the animal,
and he was talking to me
about something.
I don't know, I can't remember,
my Dad was talking to me.
And then we saw another deer
up ahead.
He stood up...
and then came falling down.
- What happened?
- He was shot by a rookie.
- [Young Rick] Dad!
- There are rules.
You're not supposed to
hunt in certain areas,
you're not supposed to wear
certain types of clothes,
but we weren't following 'em.
He was 15.
He stood up
at the exact wrong time.
It was an accident.
- Rick, I don't understand
why you're telling me this.
(suspenseful music)
(gasping)
(heavy breathing)
- Nothing happened.
(laughing)
- Oh, we're alive.
(laughing)
- Are you okay?
- [Anna] Yeah, are you?
- Yeah.
- [Anna] Oh.
Hey.
- [Rick] Are you okay?
- Yeah.
- I can't believe...
(ominous music)
- You ready?
(grunts)
- [Anna] You got it?
- Thank you.
- We're out winning them now.
- Zaroff's been busy.
- Come on.
(ominous music)
Oh God.
Never really thought it was...
We are never
getting out of here.
- Hey, my bag.
- If you pull out
a bottle of booze,
I swear I am going to hit you
over the head with a rock.
I'm not kidding.
- 50/50 shot there's
still some booze in there.
If you really wanna hit me.
(laughs)
(radio static)
- [Zaroff] Mr. Rainsford, I
know you were on that rig.
Indulge me.
- How's Ivan?
- [Zaroff] Fine.
A scratch or two.
But thank you for your concern.
- Some hunter
you turned out to be.
Traps?
Real sportsman like.
- [Zaroff] Hey Rick.
- Yeah?
- [Zaroff] How is the quail?
(explosion rumbling)
Anna.
- What?
- [Zaroff] Thank God.
The thought of your skin
spread all over the trees
would have kept me up all night.
- I am not afraid of you.
- [Zaroff] No need to be
afraid of me, my dear,
but there is a lot of jungle
between the beach and me.
Ivan has left his toys all over.
Try not to step in any of them.
You'll be seeing me
sooner than you think.
- About damn time.
- How did he know that?
- He's tracking us.
Find your bag,
change your clothes,
then we gotta get rid of
everything he gave us.
- [Anna] Yeah.
- Backpack.
- Excuse me, can you...
- You're gonna need
to change that too.
- My bra?
- You can never be too cautious.
- [Anna] Typical.
- Do you think we've been
on this island too long?
- Yeah.
We had a code when we started.
No women, no children.
- Children?
Who kills children?
This is getting good.
- Why don't we just let them go?
- Let them go?
Let me see.
You seem a little tense.
- This is not going to end well.
- Are you interested
in the girl?
Look at me.
Do you like the girl?
Why don't you go for the boat?
- Maybe I will.
- Please.
(ominous music)
- Do you see anything?
- The infirmary,
but no movement.
- [Anna] That means they could
be back out in the woods.
- Where are you,
you sick son of a bitch?
Hola.
Somethin's movin'.
- Lemme see.
I don't see anything.
- Be patient.
- There he is.
There he is, I see him.
- Gimme the gun.
(ominous music)
- That was weird.
- What?
- He's gone.
- We get in there, we get
Samuel, we find the boat,
and we get the hell
off this island.
- Gimme the knife.
You comin'?
(dramatic music)
- Hold on.
Check out Samuel,
patch him up quick.
Let's get the hell out of here.
- Shh, we're gonna get
you out of here, okay.
Just stay quiet, okay.
We have to move.
We have to move now.
We need a stretcher
or something, Rick.
- I don't see anything.
(ominous music)
- Let go.
Step back.
Step back!
Now, you, give me the knife.
Very slowly.
- I love it, I love it,
I love it.
Good evening, Ms. Richards.
I'm very impressed with you.
- Wish I could say the
same thing about you.
(speaking Russian)
- The kid lives.
- Da.
- You have good blood.
But you...
Mr. Rainsford...
you are the biggest
disappointment of all.
You're big...
you're strong...
but, you are weak...
sensitive...
and vulnerable.
Relax.
Enjoy the game.
Ivan, I would like to speak
to Mr. Rainsford alone.
Please.
- Da.
Pick him up.
Pick him up!
- I heard you.
Come on.
You're okay.
Come on, come on,
it's okay, it's okay.
- Come on,
a little faster perhaps.
- Don't do this.
- Look after yourself.
- Just be who you are.
Now please, sit down.
Come on, move faster.
- We're moving
as fast as we can.
- I'm in a bit of a
quandary, Mr. Rainsford.
- Keep moving.
- Run!
(dramatic music)
(gun firing)
- Let go.
It's over.
She's dead.
Look at me.
Maybe we should go back to
my house and have a drink.
I'm in a quandary,
Mr. Rainsford.
I don't know
if I should just kill you
right here, right now.
You have no heart, no sport...
no courage.
You are a coward.
How does that make you feel?
Let me explain it this way.
Please, help me.
What do I need to do
to motivate you?
I've killed your girlfriend,
I have killed your friend.
If it's not revenge, what
would I need to to do
to motivate you?
Did you take care of the girl?
- Yes.
- There is a new game
that has a twist.
Please.
Ivan, I will ask you
one more time.
Did you kill the girl?
- Da.
- Well, now it is over.
Rick, look at Ivan.
Tell me.
Did he kill the girl?
(gun firing)
- Listen to me.
I am trying to help you.
The boat is booby trap.
A couple of clicks north
there's another cove
with another boat.
You must go there.
It's safer there.
- What?
- Take the boy.
- What?
- Go to the other boat, please.
- [Anna] How do I know
I can trust you?
- Okay.
I am not a bad man.
You must trust me.
Please.
- [Rick] No.
- No.
(gun firing)
- Colonel.
- There is one absolute,
Mr. Rainsford.
I will either kill you...
or you will kill me.
This is how the game will go.
Yes.
Well then, Mr. Rainsford...
please show me.
(heavy breathing)
- Thank you.
(coughing)
Game on.
(dramatic music)
(grunting)
(groaning)
- Well, well, well,
Mr. Rainsford.
(grunting)
I love it, I love it, I love it.
- Come on, you can do it.
We're getting closer,
we're getting closer now.
I know.
Okay.
What?
Samuel.
No, Samuel.
Move, move.
- Stop!
Thank you
for coming back for me.
- Samuel, no, no no, no,
you're not gonna die.
No.
- I think with Anna,
I'll skip the hunt for one kill.
(grunting)
(blows landing)
(grunting)
(grunting)
(groaning)
- Damn it.
(suspenseful music)
- Well, Mr. Rainsford...
as much as I've enjoyed this...
all good things
must come to an end.
(grunting)
(groaning)
- Game over.
(groaning)
- Rick.
Rick.
Oh, God.
- Samuel.
- Come on.
Oh, God.
(gentle music)
- [Rick] There it is.
- [Anna] Ivan was right.
It's the cove.
- [Man On Radio] After more
reports of wreckage being found,
U.S. and Russian
government officials
are beginning cooperation to
find the missing passengers.
Captain Neil Davis of
U.S. Navy has stated...
- [Man On Radio] With the
tremendous cooperation
with the Russian military,
an accelerating force
of action is underway
to find the missing passengers.
The search and rescue team
has already been dispatched.
(upbeat music)
(dramatic music)
(waves rushing)
- [Reporter] In other news,
authorities are investigating
a number
of missing person reports
of a commercial
cruise line employees.
Authorities suspect
that there may be a link
between the missing persons
and the missing cruise
ship, The Neptune Star.
The magnetic poles
in the surrounding area
may be disrupting all
conventional tracking systems.
With no trace of visible
evidence or distress calls,
the authorization of
search and rescue team
is still under debate.
(dramatic music)
(groaning)
- [Man] No, no no!
Run, run!
Run, run run!
Run!
Keep going, keep going.
(flesh ripping)
- [Both] Maggie!
- [Man] Keep going, keep going!
(dramatic music)
- It's James.
- We gotta get out of here.
(gasping)
(whimpering)
- Somebody help me.
(whimpering)
(ominous music)
(screaming)
(ominous music)
(birds squawking)
(ominous music)
- What the hell?
Tom!
- Have you been here all night?
- Been here all morning.
Technically, after
midnight it's called A.M.
- Actually, it's called
not drinking yourself
into a dead stupor.
Did you go out with that?
- Never go hunting
without my knife.
Heh, heh, heh.
- Have you forgotten who
taught ya how to hunt?
- That was a long time ago.
Let's leave hunting to
the current professionals.
- Oh, is that what you're
calling yourself these days?
- Come on, what's the problem?
- Oh, I don't know.
Maybe we're shipping out
in a few minutes,
and I'd like you not to
throw up on our hosts.
- I'm fine.
- Please, for me.
Clean up.
You don't smell sober.
- Make no promises.
(boat horn blaring)
Think I smell good.
- [Man On Radio] Hunter Rick
Rainsford is definitely trying
to clean up his act,
after his name's been
dragged through the mud
all over social media.
He's got this new wildlife
preservation campaign.
Kind of strange
coming from a hunter,
but after repeated DUI charges,
numerous public
drunkenness displays,
I think these acts of altruism
on behalf on Rainsford...
- Your boat?
- [Man] Yeah.
- It's a hell of a boat.
- [Man On Radio] Nearly
just to be asked...
(radio static)
- [Captain on loudspeaker]
This is Captain (indistinct)
...the the Wilderness Explorer,
now reminding all personnel
and passengers
to please report
to the starboard side
prior to boarding.
- Watch your step.
- Captain,
time is of the essence.
- What you're asking
is impossible.
We have to change course,
these waters are not safe.
- I did the research.
This is the quickest route.
- Tommy boy!
(laughs)
- Rick.
- What's happening, Captain?
- This is Captain Andres,
he's in charge
of this fine vessel.
Any and all questions go to him.
- Actually,
we're not finished yet.
We have to respect is
that you and Mr. Rainsford
are not the only passengers
on this ship.
I am responsible for
the safety of everyone.
- All right.
Let's talk.
No need to bore Rick
with this nonsense.
- Thomas knows me so well.
I don't like to get bogged
down with the details.
Good talk.
Need a little help.
- How can I help you, sir?
- I'm in the market
for some alcohol.
- I'm not allowed
to give you any alcohol.
- Excuse me?
- Well, what I mean is
I just mean that we don't...
- Come on, come on, come on!
- Have any.
- You don't have any?
Or you're not
allowed to give me?
Which is it?
- I think I heard the Captain.
- Do you know who I am?
- Yes, Mr. Rainsford.
- Then you know
this is a mistake.
- I'm sorry.
- Not as sorry
as you're gonna be.
(dramatic music)
(camera shutter clicking)
- Sorry.
Did I startle you?
I was just trying
to get a picture.
- I'm a celebrity.
Darlin'.
I'm no stranger to pictures,
but if you want a good one,
you should just ask.
- Well, I don't
wanna bother you.
I know you're such a busy guy.
- Rick Rainsford is not too
busy for you, little lady.
- Okay, can I please take
your picture, Mr. Rainsford?
- Well, that's not fair.
Now you know my name
and I don't know yours.
- Well, I'm...
- What's a beautiful
sweetheart like you doin'
on a rusty old boat
like this anyway?
- Oh, you know, just
trying to get a picture
of our resident celebrity.
- All right.
- Please.
- I'll make it a good one.
- Oh yeah?
- Exclusive.
- Oh, I feel so special.
- Hold on.
- Yeah, oh, there it is.
Oh yes, perfect.
- How do I look?
- Pretty pompous
and self-important,
so it's accurate
if nothing else.
- What?
- Just saying
it's a pretty good portrait
of Rick Rainsford.
- Do we know each other?
- Yeah, we've met several times,
including earlier tonight.
You were probably just
too drunk to remember.
- I meet a lot of people.
Sometimes I forget a few.
You don't know anything
about me.
- Oh, let's see here.
You hunt deer for sport,
sort of,
although you're more well-known
for your famous love interest
and stupid reality TV shows,
because you're so drunk
you can barely even walk.
So, yeah, I think I know
exactly who you are,
Mr. Rainsford.
- If I'm so terrible,
why are you here
taking pictures of me?
- Clever.
What you're looking for,
right there.
Knock yourself out.
- I'm famous.
It's what a celebrity is.
- That's really mature.
- [Man] I'm sorry, Ms. Christie.
- [Anna] It's fine, it's fine.
- Who was that?
- The girl?
- [Rick] Yeah.
- That's Anna Christie.
She's the photographer
management sent.
- She's our photographer?
- Mm-Hmm.
- When did that happen?
What about Santiago?
- You punched him in the
face last time, remember?
He won't work with you anymore.
- Oh yeah.
(chuckles)
She's young.
- Yeah.
- And mean.
- Look.
Are you gonna cooperate
on this photo shoot,
or are we just wasting
our time here?
- It's fine, I got it.
I got it.
She's just interesting,
that's all.
- How so?
- I don't know, she just
better not piss me off.
- You keep your eye
on the big game.
I'll take care of the blondes.
- Okay.
(ship banging)
- [Man] ...is going on here?
- Calm down, man.
It's a boat.
It's gonna sway.
(dramatic music)
(ship crashing)
- [Captain] All personnel
to the staff quarters.
All personnel to the staff
quarters, effective immediately.
(ship crashing)
(dramatic music)
- Mr. Rainsford,
the Captain's called
general quarters to the room.
- I know what general
quarters means, useless.
- Everyone, back to your rooms.
It means you have to...
- [Rick] That's your new name
by the way.
- Get back to your room.
Please, sir.
- Found the alcohol.
Useless.
- It's for your own safety.
Please.
- I'm goin', I'm goin'.
- [Captain] Attention everyone,
there's been a security breach.
The hull is taking on water.
Commence evacuations.
Everyone to the life raft.
(screaming)
- [Man] This way!
(suspenseful music)
- [Man] Come on, everybody
into the life boat.
In the boat, in the
boat, come on, everybody.
- No, no.
I want you
to get in the life boat.
(everyone talking
over each other)
(explosion rumbling)
(gasping)
- [Anna]
Are you serious?
Rick.
Do you have anymore alcohol?
Rick, come on, come on.
Thank you.
Another bottle.
Do you know this island?
Do you know where we are at all?
- I'm gonna go look around.
- [Anna] What?
No, you're not.
- Hey, pretty good.
Were you a candy striper
or somethin'?
- [Anna] Are you still here?
- I see someone.
- [Anna] What?
- Hey.
Hey!
Over here.
(ominous music)
Hey, chief!
Hey, bud!
Hey buddy, do you speak English?
I'm Rick.
Rick Rainsford.
Down there, that's...
- Anna.
- Anna.
Hey buddy, what's your name?
What's your name, pal?
- Ivan.
- He's lost a lot of blood.
Second degree burns pretty
much all over his body.
- He's bad, we must go.
- What?
Go where?
- Huh?
- Oh, yeah.
- Wait, wait wait.
- I got it.
(grunting)
(dramatic music)
(fly buzzing)
Keep up,
you're going to get lost.
- [Anna]
I am not going to get lost.
- [Rick] This is the
wilderness, don't wander off.
- [Anna] Oh, really,
this is the wilderness?
Wow, how'd you figure
that one out?
- [Rick]
Shh, you're disturbing Sammy.
- Stop.
Trip wire.
- What?
Why is there a trip wire here?
- Dangerous animals.
- What?
- [Rick] Smart man.
- You're not helping.
Where are we...
Hello, sir!
Where...
Where are you talking us?
- Shh.
- Can't you just...
- We are here.
- [Rick] Here?
- Get around there.
When I tell you, okay.
- [Both] One, two, three.
(grunting)
(groaning)
- It's gonna be okay.
Do you have anything
to sedate him?
Painkillers, medication,
anything?
What do you have?
It's okay, it's okay, it's okay.
(groaning)
How do you know how to do that?
Are you a doctor?
- No, he's not.
But he's very experienced
in field trauma.
Have you done this before?
- No.
- Well, then Ivan
will instruct you.
Please continue.
If you'll excuse me.
- This is going to hurt.
- It's okay.
(suspenseful music)
(groaning)
(dramatic music)
Who are you?
- Excuse me.
I'm Colonel Zaroff.
I don't think he'll make it.
- He'll be fine.
Colonel?
- Yes.
Retired.
This is Ivan, you've met.
- You two live here alone?
- Yes, we live on the island.
Listen, we are here
to assist you.
- Thank you.
- And you are?
- I'm Anna.
That's Rick.
- Hello.
- Hey.
- Hello, Rick.
How do you feel?
- Not bad, I feel all right.
- Do you need any attention?
- I'm good.
Thanks.
- Well then.
Let's let the healers heal.
Let's go have a drink.
- How about you?
You thirsty?
- We are men.
She has proven
to be a worthy nurse.
- I'm fine.
Go go, I'm surprised you lasted
this long without a drink.
- Happy to see your bad
attitude's survived.
- Happy to see
the laziness survived.
- A lovers' quarrel?
- No, absolutely not.
- Definitely not.
(chuckles)
Let's go.
- Ivan, what's going on?
What is this place?
(speaking Russian)
(speaking Russian)
- Very cute.
(dramatic music)
- I know it's a bit unorthodox,
but it's how I like
to live my life.
- To each their own.
- So, tell me.
What happened out there?
- I wish I could tell you.
It's all a blur to me.
- [Zaroff]
I imagine it must have been
a most painful experience.
- Yeah.
- Were you the only survivors?
- Yeah, I think so.
I mean, you saw what happened
to that kid.
A lot of good people were lost.
- Yes.
Deeply sorry to hear that.
- Thanks for takin' us in.
- It's not a problem at all.
I'm sure you could imagine
we don't get too many guests.
It's very nice
to talk to someone new.
- I gathered.
(chuckles)
I mean,
of all the islands to wreck on,
we had to pick the one with
nothin' but sand, trees,
and a hidden house where
two dudes live alone.
(laughing)
(chuckles)
- What do you mean?
- I didn't mean anything, bro.
- Bro.
- [Rick] Yeah.
- Have another drink,
Mr. Rainsford.
Take a seat.
- Don't mind if I do.
Yes.
You hunt?
- I do.
I find it exhilarating,
pleasurable hobby.
- Me too.
I'm actually
kind of a professional.
- You are a professional?
Are you famous, Mr. Rainsford?
- In some circles, yeah,
I'm kind of a big deal.
That girl Anna
doesn't think so, though.
I'm no celebrity in her eyes.
- Don't be so modest,
Mr. Rainsford.
- No one could ever
accuse me of that.
- No.
The Russian standard.
(ominous music)
- You're really gentle.
So, you live here
with the Colonel?
- It is my home.
- Is there anybody else
on this island?
Why don't you wanna answer
any of my questions?
Where's the bathroom?
(speaking Russian)
(speaks Russian)
(speaks Russian)
(speaks Russian)
Man, what you have here,
I would kill
for my own island.
Hunt whenever I want to.
Paradise.
- It's a good place to be
if you are me.
- Why's that?
Relivin' the glory days?
- What?
- You're obviously
in the Russian military
or somethin'.
- I've served everybody,
served everywhere.
Different country,
different time.
Different world.
- Sounds intriguing.
- It's a long story.
(ominous music)
- You must leave the
island quite frequently.
I mean, you can't find
all these animals here.
- Well, I do.
I mean, they ship them in.
- Shipped here?
(chuckles)
Why?
- Why not?
- To hunt them?
- Of course.
- Why not go hunt them in
their natural habitats?
That's what a real hunter does.
(chuckles)
- Are you suggesting I'm not
a real hunter, Mr. Rainsford?
- No, it's...
It's just...
Yeah, that is
what I'm suggesting.
- Explain.
- You're cheating, you know.
I mean, these animals aren't
in their native habitats.
You always have the advantage.
And it's an island.
It's not a real hunt if there's
no chance they can get away.
- Well, I have no chance
to get away.
They have no chance to get away.
It seems fairly even to me.
- I think you should
get off this island
and do some real hunting.
Get back into the wilderness.
I think this place might be
affecting your sensibilities
a little bit.
- Perhaps you are right,
Mr. Rainsford.
(speaks Russian)
(dramatic music)
- Are you going to be long?
- Give a girl a second.
It's been a while.
- How do you
get off this island?
- What do you mean?
- I mean...
You gonna radio the mainland?
Have us picked up?
- You have no home, no family
to get back to, Mr. Rainsford.
- Says who?
- Says me.
I know a lot about you.
- Yeah, well,
I wouldn't believe everything
you read in magazines.
I'm gonna go check on Anna.
(thudding)
- I don't believe everything
I read in magazines.
(dramatic music)
(grunting)
(gasping)
Mr. Rick Rainsford.
The hunter, the man.
(chuckles)
I'm not interested in this man.
I'm definitely
more interested...
in this man.
Love it, love it, I love it.
Look at me and look into my eyes
and remember this face.
I want you
to remember this, okay?
Well, well hello Ms. Richards.
- What did you call me?
- I called you by your
real name, Ms. Richards.
Here on the island
we go as who we are,
not who we want to be.
- You brought us here.
- No, no, I brought Rick here.
You were not meant to survive.
But, as I'm sure Ivan
will agree,
you're a pleasurable accident.
- Yeah.
- You killed all those people.
- Collateral damage.
- What did you do to him?
- Rick, he loves his vodka.
He'll be out for a little while.
(glass shattering)
(laughing)
- Fast and resourceful, huh.
- Yes.
You know, this is the most
awkward part of the game.
But, in my experience, I
find there is no better way,
so, here we are.
- It is important
for you to listen.
He'll be brief.
Huh?
(grunting)
(laughing)
She likes to fight, huh?
It's okay.
I don't like to use guns,
so I apologize.
I try to be a little more...
- Creative, Ivan.
- Yeah.
- Creative with what?
- The game.
I understand that you must
be thinking who are we,
where are you.
You are in a game of life...
and death.
This is not a place to be
something that you're not,
but to be who you really
are inside your heart,
Mr. Rainsford.
So, like they say,
the American adage,
"the strongest will survive."
It's just a game.
- Your world...
- My world is...
...honest...
...simple.
- And you shall make
a very good hunt, huh?
- Absolutely.
I brought Rick here because
he is a ultimate hunter.
He will be my greatest conquest.
Now, listen to me carefully.
There's a boat.
Do you hear me, Mr. Rainsford?
There's a boat on the
other side of the island.
If you get there, you live.
If you can kill me,
it would be much easier.
- And what if we refuse to play?
- Then I will have to start
on your feet.
- Why the long face?
I'm giving you
a chance to survive.
I just want to play
a simple game.
You might just find it fun.
Get him up.
(dramatic music)
- Take the supplies.
- Come on, come on.
Rick, come on.
Come on.
- [Man On Radio] This just
in, a private charter ship
called The Wilderness
Explorer has gone missing.
Officials say a distress
call was put out Monday
at 2:24 a.m.
in the north Pacific Ocean.
The U.S. government is
making expedited actions
to find the cruise ship.
Among its many passengers
was celebrity hunter
and philanthropist,
Rick Rainsford.
Adventure Cruises has
made an official statement
saying that they will be
working quickly with authorities
to locate the missing ship.
- Let the game begin.
(ominous music)
- Rick, are you okay?
- Yeah.
(flies buzzing)
(ominous music)
- What?
- No, stay.
- Oh gee.
Ugh.
Oh my God.
Oh God.
- Are you okay?
- This is not happening.
This is not real,
I'm just in a nightmare.
I'm having a nightmare.
This isn't real,
just bad dreams.
It's not real, it's not real.
What are you doing?
- I don't know,
it's what people do
when people freak out.
I think it might calm
you down or turn you on.
- That's a terrible idea.
Ugh.
- You calmed down, didn't ya?
(dramatic music)
- Mother nature, bless me..
...with courage, truth...
...and humility.
Mother nature, bless me...
with your heart and land.
Mother nature, bless me...
for who I am!
(speaks Russian)
- [Rick] Where are you goin'?
You don't know
anybody else here.
(birds chirping)
(ominous music)
(gasping)
- Rick!
Rick!
(screams)
(coughing)
Ow, ow ow.
Ah.
Thanks.
- That bastard must have
booby-trapped the woods.
- Yeah, it looks that way.
- You all right?
- It looks worse than it is.
Ow.
- We need to get to the beach.
- No, we need to
get to some spring water
and find a place to rest.
Without hydration and sleep,
we're not going anywhere.
- That's a waste of time.
- No, it's not,
we are in the wild.
Water should be
our number one priority.
- You want water?
Here's water.
- I think
we're probably gonna need
a little bit more than
that, don't you think?
Come on.
We're on an island.
There's gotta be water close by.
Somewhere.
- And you know so much
about wilderness survival
because you photograph ducks?
- Yeah.
That's exactly what I do.
You know so much about me.
- What's with the fake name?
- What?
What fake name?
- The name that you go by
that's not your real name.
(arrow whizzing)
(groaning)
- What?
Rick?
Rick, stay with me.
Are you serious?
Rick.
(ominous music)
- [Zaroff] Will he live?
- I'll keep him alive.
They won't leave without him.
- We should embrace change.
- Da.
- Change is important.
Da?
- Da.
- Makes us wiser and stronger.
And less vulnerable.
Da?
- Da.
I am concerned with these two.
- Is this your concern?
Is this your concern?
(speaks Russian)
(grunting)
(screaming)
(arrow whizzing)
- Seriously, really?
No.
No.
- Anna.
- Sector 23 all clear.
- [Zaroff] I have eyes on Anna.
- Copy.
- [Zaroff] The radio's silent.
- Copy.
(ominous music)
- Rick.
Rick.
Rick.
- He's here, run.
Go, go go.
(gunshot rumbling)
(yelping)
(heavy breathing)
- Rick.
Rick.
Rick, Rick.
Rick.
(groans)
Oh God.
Rick, where are you?
Rick?
- [Rick] Anna, I'm over here.
- Where?
- Anna.
Hi.
Quicksand.
Where the hell
did this come from?
Careful, careful, I'm not
sure where it starts or ends.
- I got it, I got it.
You gotta calm down, okay.
- I'm calm.
- You gotta relax.
- I'm relaxed, I'm relaxed.
- I'm gonna get you out, okay?
Trust me.
- [Rick] Okay.
- [Anna] Now, close your eyes.
- How is that gonna help?
- 'Cause I don't want you
starin' at me.
Just close 'em, close your eyes.
All right?
- Okay.
- Take a deep breath.
Lift your arms above your head.
There you go, okay.
- I'm sinking.
Help me out.
- I'm going to,
I'm going to, I'm going to.
Stop, calm down.
All right?
- You wanna jump in and do
a synchronized quicksand dance
with me?
- No, aim towards me.
- Towards you?
Into the quicksand.
- Okay, three.
You're gonna pull out.
Be calm, and I'm gonna let go.
I'll get you out side to side,
okay?
Pull pull pull!
- I'm pushing.
(groaning)
- Get off of me!
Are you okay?
- Yeah.
- Okay, come on,
we gotta keep movin'.
- We can't.
- Ivan's still close by.
- No, there's gonna be
more of these traps.
We're barely surviving, Anna.
- Come on, I've got
something to show you.
- Gimme just a sec.
- [Anna]
We don't have a second, come on.
- I just almost died.
- [Anna] I know you did,
but we gotta go, he's close.
Come on!
- Can you stop talking, please?
- [Anna] No, I can't.
- I'll come, just shut up.
- [Anna] Just saving your life.
- [Rick]
Shut up and I'll follow,
come on.
- [Anna]
Don't tell me to shut up.
- [Rick] Quit talking.
- [Anna] Come on.
(ominous music)
See?
- You marked them all.
- Yep.
Well, all the ones I could find.
It was dark.
- Were there other guns?
- No, just more stuff like this.
Some arrows, a grenade.
- A grenade?
- Yeah, I couldn't
dismantle it either.
- I could.
- What, how?
- I was in the military.
- You were?
When?
- Long time ago.
- Where'd you serve?
- [Rick] I didn't.
- But you said
you were in the...
- I don't wanna talk about it.
- Why not?
- What's your real last name?
- Take a mile this way.
- That's what I thought.
And here we go.
First you won't shut up, and
now the silent treatment?
You're really not gonna tell me?
(ominous music)
Down!
(suspenseful music)
(yelping)
(grunting)
(rain pattering)
(birds chirping)
- [Anna] Hey, I found a creek.
- Come on.
Really?
- What?
You didn't find
the rabbit already?
- Maybe if weren't
stomping around the forest,
they would have.
- I am not
stomping around the forest.
- The rabbit heart you stomping,
and ran away.
- Oh my God, the great Rick
Rainsford can't hunt a rabbit.
A little rabbit.
- Could we not fight
for like two minutes?
Could you give me two minutes
without making any noise?
- [Anna] Two minutes?
- Please.
- I can't wait to see this.
Go.
(dramatic music)
What the?
- Yeah.
Still got it, Rick.
Not so bad of a hunter
after all.
- That was not funny.
- You know
what's really strange?
I just don't agree with you.
I found some more dry wood.
Let me help.
- No, thanks.
I've got this.
- You know,
I actually have something...
- I said I got this.
Okay?
- Not everything
has to be a fight.
- I had it, you know.
- Oh, I know.
How is it?
- Mmm.
Rather have a hamburger.
- Agreed.
- So, do you always eat
what you hunt?
- It depends.
No family to bring home
60 pounds of venison to.
I donate it sometimes.
- Really?
You donate?
- Yeah.
Good PR, you know.
- Wow, staged altruism.
Why am I not at all surprised?
- It isn't like that.
I guess it is a little weird.
One time
there was a stylist on set
combing the fur
of a buck I just shot.
- No way.
- [Anna] Seriously.
- That is ridiculous.
- Maybe I did let it all
get away from me.
- That's the problem with fame.
Famous people don't have
anyone in their life
to just be honest
with them, you know.
- No.
Thomas is always honest with me.
- Really?
- Yeah.
- Does he tell you that you
come off like a pompous jerk?
- Everyday.
We're like brothers.
(howling)
Okay, spill it.
- Spill what?
- The fire.
Did you learn that
in girl scouts?
- Really?
Girl scouts?
- What's wrong with girl scouts?
I would kill for a box
of Thin Mints right now.
- No.
I did not have any time
for girl scouts.
No merit badges or Thin Mints.
No boyfriends.
Or proms.
Or anything for that matter.
I can thank my Mom for that.
She's a journalist.
Andrea Richards.
- Yeah, I've heard of her.
I didn't know
she had a daughter.
- Yeah, no, she doesn't really.
- What do you mean?
- Wasn't really around enough
to be an actual Mom, you know.
I was just kind of always there,
while she drug me around
on her stupid assignments.
She didn't care at all.
When I was eight years old
I knew more
about cameras and lenses
than I did Barbies or,
I don't know, tea parties.
- You seem like the kind of kid
that would have been more
into playing with G.I. Joes
than Barbie, anyway.
- Maybe.
- Definitely.
(laughing)
- You haven't lived until
you are on the Andes,
on your birthday,
held up in a cave
with an injured guide.
My birthday present that year,
learned how to build a fire.
- That sucks.
- I'm sorry, this is weird.
I just tried so hard to get
out of her shadow, you know,
and changed my last name.
Tried to change
my profession, but,
then I realized I'm just,
I don't know, this is the only
thing I'm actually good at,
so...
- So, you went
with Anna Christie.
Anna Christie.
Why Christie?
- I don't know.
- You could of picked
any name in the world.
I would have picked
something more interesting.
- Thanks.
- Anna Kinkade.
- That literally makes no sense.
- The master of light.
- Yes, but he was a
painter, not a photographer.
- It still,
it kind of makes sense.
- [Anna] No, it doesn't.
- The master of light,
of photography.
- [Anna]
You're so proud of yourself.
- I was proud of myself
until you said it didn't
make any sense.
(laughs)
I'm tryin'.
- Yes, you are.
This was supposed to be
my big break, you know.
Photographing you.
- Yikes.
- Photography is supposed
to be about
capturing that rare,
honest and truthful moment
in someone, you know.
I take this assignment that's
just basically a glamor shot.
No offense.
- None taken.
- My mom would be
so proud of me.
- Well, I'm gonna do
whatever it takes
to get you off this island.
Deal?
- Deal.
(ominous music)
We should try to get some sleep.
(radio static)
- [Man On Radio] News on
The Wilderness Explorer
and The Neptune Star.
The wreckage has been found,
an Anchorage based
fishing company
reports that one
of their fishing vessels
has uncovered pieces of
the missing ships' hauls
in their nets.
While most
of the ships' passengers
and bodies have been
identified in the wreckage,
there are still a few people
and a single life raft
unaccounted for,
leading rescue crews
to speculate
that there may in fact still
be survivors out there.
Among those not identified
at the scene
are professional hunter,
Rick Rainsford...
(radio static)
(ominous music)
(grunting)
(coughing)
(grunting)
(yelling)
(grunting)
(blows landing)
- Get up.
- Hey.
Comrade.
(grunting)
(laughing)
Get out of here.
(grunting)
(groaning)
- Rick, are you okay?
- I woulda had 'im.
- Come on.
Let's go.
- No.
He's gonna die.
- I doubt it.
Come on.
Ivan's not doing well.
You better hurry.
(radio static)
(fly buzzing)
(ominous music)
(speaks Russian)
(suspenseful music)
Zaroff.
(speaking Russian)
- [Zaroff] Let's go.
Come on, idiot.
Get.
- Damn it, Rick, you could
have ended this entire thing.
- You don't attack a man
from behind.
It's not sportsman like.
- Now is the time
to get off this island.
- So, we just leave Sammy?
(button clicking)
He's gonna busy tending to Ivan.
- Rick.
Rick, I've stepped on something.
- It's a landmine.
- I scoped the entire area.
I didn't think about landmines.
- Don't move.
- 'Kay, canceling all plans
to move now.
- I've never seen
a mine like this.
It's not standard issue.
- Oh, great,
now you finally admit
that you don't know everything.
- [Rick] Shit, it might
be sound activated.
- What are you doing?
- Thinking.
- Can you please go think
far away over there?
If it explodes it
shouldn't kill both of us.
- I'm gonna figure this out.
- No, Rick, go.
- You're gonna be okay.
- Rick, go, get out of here.
- I'm not leaving you.
- I'm sorry, okay.
I am so sorry,
but you have to go.
Go.
Get away from me.
Go!
Go.
- Tell me a story.
- What?
- Seriously, tell me a story.
- What, what kind of story?
- Anything.
- Okay, I'm standing
on a landmine here.
- That's not the point.
- What is the point then?
- Shut up and tell me a story.
- I can't shut up and tell
you a story at the same time.
- Okay.
Okay.
I wasn't always like this,
you know.
I've been hunting for a while,
I've been hunting forever.
- Rick, what are you doing?
- I'm telling you a story.
- Okay, make it a good one.
- My Dad taught me how to hunt.
It was just him and me.
It's how we bonded.
And he never even talked to me,
except for when we were hunting.
When I was 16, we were
hunting out in the woods
by my home town.
It wasn't sanctioned
hunting property,
and we weren't
following the rules.
We were just havin' fun.
I'd just shot my first buck.
It was clean.
Perfect shot.
My Dad was so proud of me.
And we walked up to the animal,
and he was talking to me
about something.
I don't know, I can't remember,
my Dad was talking to me.
And then we saw another deer
up ahead.
He stood up...
and then came falling down.
- What happened?
- He was shot by a rookie.
- [Young Rick] Dad!
- There are rules.
You're not supposed to
hunt in certain areas,
you're not supposed to wear
certain types of clothes,
but we weren't following 'em.
He was 15.
He stood up
at the exact wrong time.
It was an accident.
- Rick, I don't understand
why you're telling me this.
(suspenseful music)
(gasping)
(heavy breathing)
- Nothing happened.
(laughing)
- Oh, we're alive.
(laughing)
- Are you okay?
- [Anna] Yeah, are you?
- Yeah.
- [Anna] Oh.
Hey.
- [Rick] Are you okay?
- Yeah.
- I can't believe...
(ominous music)
- You ready?
(grunts)
- [Anna] You got it?
- Thank you.
- We're out winning them now.
- Zaroff's been busy.
- Come on.
(ominous music)
Oh God.
Never really thought it was...
We are never
getting out of here.
- Hey, my bag.
- If you pull out
a bottle of booze,
I swear I am going to hit you
over the head with a rock.
I'm not kidding.
- 50/50 shot there's
still some booze in there.
If you really wanna hit me.
(laughs)
(radio static)
- [Zaroff] Mr. Rainsford, I
know you were on that rig.
Indulge me.
- How's Ivan?
- [Zaroff] Fine.
A scratch or two.
But thank you for your concern.
- Some hunter
you turned out to be.
Traps?
Real sportsman like.
- [Zaroff] Hey Rick.
- Yeah?
- [Zaroff] How is the quail?
(explosion rumbling)
Anna.
- What?
- [Zaroff] Thank God.
The thought of your skin
spread all over the trees
would have kept me up all night.
- I am not afraid of you.
- [Zaroff] No need to be
afraid of me, my dear,
but there is a lot of jungle
between the beach and me.
Ivan has left his toys all over.
Try not to step in any of them.
You'll be seeing me
sooner than you think.
- About damn time.
- How did he know that?
- He's tracking us.
Find your bag,
change your clothes,
then we gotta get rid of
everything he gave us.
- [Anna] Yeah.
- Backpack.
- Excuse me, can you...
- You're gonna need
to change that too.
- My bra?
- You can never be too cautious.
- [Anna] Typical.
- Do you think we've been
on this island too long?
- Yeah.
We had a code when we started.
No women, no children.
- Children?
Who kills children?
This is getting good.
- Why don't we just let them go?
- Let them go?
Let me see.
You seem a little tense.
- This is not going to end well.
- Are you interested
in the girl?
Look at me.
Do you like the girl?
Why don't you go for the boat?
- Maybe I will.
- Please.
(ominous music)
- Do you see anything?
- The infirmary,
but no movement.
- [Anna] That means they could
be back out in the woods.
- Where are you,
you sick son of a bitch?
Hola.
Somethin's movin'.
- Lemme see.
I don't see anything.
- Be patient.
- There he is.
There he is, I see him.
- Gimme the gun.
(ominous music)
- That was weird.
- What?
- He's gone.
- We get in there, we get
Samuel, we find the boat,
and we get the hell
off this island.
- Gimme the knife.
You comin'?
(dramatic music)
- Hold on.
Check out Samuel,
patch him up quick.
Let's get the hell out of here.
- Shh, we're gonna get
you out of here, okay.
Just stay quiet, okay.
We have to move.
We have to move now.
We need a stretcher
or something, Rick.
- I don't see anything.
(ominous music)
- Let go.
Step back.
Step back!
Now, you, give me the knife.
Very slowly.
- I love it, I love it,
I love it.
Good evening, Ms. Richards.
I'm very impressed with you.
- Wish I could say the
same thing about you.
(speaking Russian)
- The kid lives.
- Da.
- You have good blood.
But you...
Mr. Rainsford...
you are the biggest
disappointment of all.
You're big...
you're strong...
but, you are weak...
sensitive...
and vulnerable.
Relax.
Enjoy the game.
Ivan, I would like to speak
to Mr. Rainsford alone.
Please.
- Da.
Pick him up.
Pick him up!
- I heard you.
Come on.
You're okay.
Come on, come on,
it's okay, it's okay.
- Come on,
a little faster perhaps.
- Don't do this.
- Look after yourself.
- Just be who you are.
Now please, sit down.
Come on, move faster.
- We're moving
as fast as we can.
- I'm in a bit of a
quandary, Mr. Rainsford.
- Keep moving.
- Run!
(dramatic music)
(gun firing)
- Let go.
It's over.
She's dead.
Look at me.
Maybe we should go back to
my house and have a drink.
I'm in a quandary,
Mr. Rainsford.
I don't know
if I should just kill you
right here, right now.
You have no heart, no sport...
no courage.
You are a coward.
How does that make you feel?
Let me explain it this way.
Please, help me.
What do I need to do
to motivate you?
I've killed your girlfriend,
I have killed your friend.
If it's not revenge, what
would I need to to do
to motivate you?
Did you take care of the girl?
- Yes.
- There is a new game
that has a twist.
Please.
Ivan, I will ask you
one more time.
Did you kill the girl?
- Da.
- Well, now it is over.
Rick, look at Ivan.
Tell me.
Did he kill the girl?
(gun firing)
- Listen to me.
I am trying to help you.
The boat is booby trap.
A couple of clicks north
there's another cove
with another boat.
You must go there.
It's safer there.
- What?
- Take the boy.
- What?
- Go to the other boat, please.
- [Anna] How do I know
I can trust you?
- Okay.
I am not a bad man.
You must trust me.
Please.
- [Rick] No.
- No.
(gun firing)
- Colonel.
- There is one absolute,
Mr. Rainsford.
I will either kill you...
or you will kill me.
This is how the game will go.
Yes.
Well then, Mr. Rainsford...
please show me.
(heavy breathing)
- Thank you.
(coughing)
Game on.
(dramatic music)
(grunting)
(groaning)
- Well, well, well,
Mr. Rainsford.
(grunting)
I love it, I love it, I love it.
- Come on, you can do it.
We're getting closer,
we're getting closer now.
I know.
Okay.
What?
Samuel.
No, Samuel.
Move, move.
- Stop!
Thank you
for coming back for me.
- Samuel, no, no no, no,
you're not gonna die.
No.
- I think with Anna,
I'll skip the hunt for one kill.
(grunting)
(blows landing)
(grunting)
(grunting)
(groaning)
- Damn it.
(suspenseful music)
- Well, Mr. Rainsford...
as much as I've enjoyed this...
all good things
must come to an end.
(grunting)
(groaning)
- Game over.
(groaning)
- Rick.
Rick.
Oh, God.
- Samuel.
- Come on.
Oh, God.
(gentle music)
- [Rick] There it is.
- [Anna] Ivan was right.
It's the cove.
- [Man On Radio] After more
reports of wreckage being found,
U.S. and Russian
government officials
are beginning cooperation to
find the missing passengers.
Captain Neil Davis of
U.S. Navy has stated...
- [Man On Radio] With the
tremendous cooperation
with the Russian military,
an accelerating force
of action is underway
to find the missing passengers.
The search and rescue team
has already been dispatched.
(upbeat music)
(dramatic music)