(suspenseful music)
(wind hissing)
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(eerie piano music begins)
(wind roaring)
(eerie piano music continues)
(Naomi grunts)
(eerie piano music continues)
(Naomi's fingers tapping)
(Naomi gasps)
Matt?
Wake up.
My door, it won't open.
Matt, wake up.
What?
What are you doing?
My door won't open.
Try to get your door open.
(sighs) Okay, okay.
Okay, hold on.
What're you doing?
Get it going.
I think we're snowed under.
It's just some ice.
If it were just ice, there would be some visibility,
wouldn't there be?
Well, at least we'll get the engine going
and it'll help warm us up and,
and loosen the snow.
(engine rumbling)
You're gonna flood it.
There's nothing to flood.
(radio static)
Shit. (radio station host murmuring)
Shit!
Okay, don't worry, Shit!
don't worry.
(Naomi hyperventilating)
Breathe, it's okay.
Got a shot through the back.
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Matt.
Shit! Matt.
Just don't worry.
(Matt grunts)
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(door thuds)
Ah shit.
Matt? Can you just give me
one second, please?
(Matt breathing heavily)
I'm sorry, baby,
I'm just trying to get my head around this, okay?
I knew we should've kept on driving.
I knew it, I said it!
Okay, can we calm down, please?
We should've kept on driving
at least another hour or two
to get to a village or something.
It was freezing rain, in the middle of the night,
should we have kept going?
We're so fucked.
Can you not be so defeatist?
What're you doing?
Getting my phone.
Come on.
(Matt grunts)
Shit.
The battery is at half life.
Let me see. Wait.
Come on, come on.
Matt, give me the phone.
Hold on one minute.
Matt, just give me the phone.
Matt!
We need to save the battery.
Can we please not argue?
Okay, I'm sorry.
I just need a few minutes
and I will get us out of this, okay?
Okay.
Let's see where we are.
What food do we have?
(bag crackling)
Chicken, cheese, and a herring sandwich.
(bag crackling)
Here we go, here we go.
(breathing heavily) Okay.
All right.
All right, we're on this road
and we're somewhere between here and here, okay?
Someone is going to pass by.
Can we please not panic?
Hmm.
Okay.
Never know when ice is tight.
(Naomi grunts)
What? Shit.
What's wrong? My back.
Oh shit.
Okay, you know what?
Come back here.
There's more space.
Come on, come on. (Naomi grunts)
Okay. (Naomi grunts)
Okay.
You want your legs up here? Yeah.
How she doing?
She's fine.
She keeps on kicking, she's okay.
How about you?
Fine, this is, uh,
this is absurd.
Yeah.
What're you doing?
The rental guy said there was a,
there was a roadside kit.
Okay, can we get...
Oh yeah.
Two, three, four.
Here we go.
There we go.
(Matt sighing)
(match crackling)
Yay.
(Matt and Naomi chuckle)
And we have light.
Yes.
Now we could clearly see the shit storm we're in.
No, this is good, it means we have air.
I'm kidding.
(lips smacking)
How is that?
It's really good.
Yeah? Yeah.
Want some?
(snowstorm roaring) (suspenseful music)
(Matt grunting) (door pounding)
Shit.
Matt?
I have to pee.
(sighs) Okay.
Okay.
Okay, um.
(Matt grunts)
What are you doing?
I got something.
Yeah,
yeah.
Just ball this up and go on it.
You're kidding.
It's what my mother did when she was bedridden.
I had to keep changing the towels.
That's disgusting.
(Naomi grunts)
You're okay?
(Matt breathing heavily)
Sorry.
(Naomi grunts)
(Naomi sighs)
(Naomi breathing heavily)
(box thudding)
I just peed on a towel.
(eerie piano music begins)
(moves into dramatic music)
(moves into eerie piano music)
12 days
and only two bottles of water.
That's what we have to survive on.
What about these, um, these chocolates?
No, we're not eating those.
That's the only thing my sister's asked for.
So any ideas how we're getting out of here with this stuff?
I don't think we should get out of here.
Matt,
we have to try and get out of here, we can't just stay here.
I think we should break the window and use it to dig.
I think that's a really bad idea.
Why?
Because we don't know what's out there.
Look, I'm not some kind of an expert or anything
but I think we should stay right here.
That's not really much of a plan.
Okay then try your phone again.
I did, twice.
We're gonna freeze in here.
And you don't think we're gonna freeze out there?
Come on, at least we're enclosed.
We've, we've got candlelight, we have blankets for warmth,
we have body heat.
And what if no one is out there looking for us?
What if it hasn't even stopped snowing yet?
If we don't show up
to your book signing... I can't believe you.
What?
What is so wrong with that? I can't fucking
believe this.
What's wrong with it If the weather is as bad
is that you should've, as you say it is,
or else we wouldn't be then who's gonna show uC
in this situation at all! to your book signing anyway?
This is insane.
No, what's insane is traipsing around
the frozen wilderness,
with a pregnant lady following the North Star,
hoping we're gonna find a Fairfield Inn or something.
I just need you to trust me, okay?
Okay.
Okay then.
We're gonna need more layers.
Okay.
(suspenseful music begins)
(snowstorm roaring)
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(ice clattering)
Good morning.
(ice clattering)
Good morning.
Did you eat?
I'm not even hungry.
(ominous music begins)
(water bottle thuds)
What, shit, shit. What, what is it?
Fuck!
Calm down.
You have to put the cap back on.
I'm sorry, it was an accident.
You just...
(water bottle thuds)
I just what?
I just what, Matt?
Nothing.
Great.
Good morning to you.
(Matt sighs)
Sorry, we just need to be more careful.
(ominous music begins)
(car window thudding)
Listen.
What?
(car window thudding)
Hello?
(car window thudding)
Hey!
(car window thudding)
Hello? Hello?
Hey! Hey!
We're down here! In here!
We're here! Hey!
(Matt and Naomi pounding car roof)
Hey! Hey!
Ssh.
We in here.
(thudding on car)
Hello!
(car horn honking)
(Naomi gasps)
(Matt sighs)
Are you okay?
Hey.
Are you okay?
Come here.
Nowhere (indistinct).
(Naomi weeping)
Hey.
Ssh, it's okay, okay?
It's gonna be okay.
(eerie piano music begins)
(door creaking)
Okay.
(ominous boom)
(cell phone thuds)
(cell phone beeps)
(phone ringing)
Hello?
Daddy.
(cell phone beeps)
Daddy!
Naomi?
Daddy, it's Naomi.
Oh my God, oh my God.
(indistinct chattering)
We're stuck.
Is your dad on the phone?
We're in Norway.
Norman?
We're in, we're under some snow
and I don't really know where we are, dad.
Norman?
Norman we're buried on the side of a road.
Daddy, can you hear me? We are 50 miles east
of our hotel.
Can you hear me?
Give me the phone.
Dad.
Give me the...
Dad.
(Naomi weeping)
It's dead.
(cell phone thuds)
Why didn't you wake me up?
(Naomi weeping)
This was our one chance, do you know that?
(ominous music begins)
It's getting colder in here.
I know.
We came all this way for my stupid book signing.
No.
Don't think like that.
(ominous music continues)
Keep your strength up.
You have to eat too.
I'm fine.
What's gonna happen when the food runs out?
I'm getting close on this window.
If I can crack it just a few inches, we could scrape it.
We'll eat the snow.
And eat our way out?
Matthew, we have to break a window,
we have to start digging.
Do you know what's out there?
Do you know?
Once it's broken, it's broken.
Then what?
Do you remember that story
about that guy from Africa whose boat capsized?
He survived for weeks in an air pocket.
No food, nothing.
He stayed put.
You fucking baffle me.
"It'll be fine, sweetheart,
"we'll just pull right over here,
"we'll drive to the hotel in the morning."
We both agreed that it was not a good idea
to drive aimlessly through the night.
But it was a good idea to fall asleep during a blizzard!
Did you know we were gonna wake up
in the middle of the next fucking Ice Age?
What is your problem?
What are you doing?
(Naomi hyperventilating)
What?
(Naomi hyperventilating)
Breathe, what's wrong?
(Naomi hyperventilating)
What's happening?
Is it the baby?
Naomi?
Pills are in my bag.
(Naomi weeping)
(Naomi gasping)
(Naomi weeping)
(ominous music begins)
We're supposed to be partners.
Just leave it.
Were you ever gonna tell me?
It's not your problem.
We can't be up each other's asses all the time.
That's being up each other's asses?
Yes.
People have secrets.
What the fuck does that mean?
Tell me.
What secrets?
Just...
Drop it.
Please.
(ominous music begins)
I think we should write a letter,
for when we're discovered.
No.
I think we should consider the possibility.
I don't wanna hear that.
Is that what you've been so busy writing?
It's not your business.
It is my business.
You don't get to make those decisions for both of us.
What did you write?
I wrote a stupid story, okay?
About?
A woman in Paris.
Paris.
It's a bit more glamorous
than a giant heap of snow in Norway.
And?
And she's a helpless old lady who lives alone
and gets stuck in her bathroom.
Okay?
Go on.
She starts banging on the walls
and clanking on the pipes,
and she even opens her window and starts yelling,
and nothing.
But the neighbors, they complain about the noise,
and nothing happens.
Until finally,
when the landlord needs to collect his rent,
it's when he breaks down her door and finds her.
Is she alive?
She was barely alive.
(sighs) Thank you.
But he evicted her.
(Matt chuckles)
It is funny, though, who gets stuck in a bathroom?
Probably the same idiots
who fall asleep during a blizzard.
(dramatic music begins)
Hey!
Help!
(truck roaring)
Help! Hey, help!
Hey! Help me!
Hey!
(truck roaring)
(Matt pounding on roof)
Help!
(Naomi gasping)
(truck roaring)
(dramatic music continues)
Help!
(truck roaring)
(Matt weeping)
Matt, Matt, stop. (Matt pounding car seat)
Fuck!
It's okay. No.
Listen, you were right, you were right.
Vehicles pass by here, someone else is gonna come.
No one's coming, no one else will come.
I can't catch a fucking break.
What are you saying right now?
I got fired.
You said you had vacation time.
No.
No, what else can I say, I suck.
I was ashamed, okay?
Fucking shamed, is that what you need to hear?
What did you want me to say?
Hey, hey look I know the book isn't off to a great start
and I lost my job, but great news,
we're gonna have a baby.
Don't turn this around on me.
No.
You're doing this because you lied.
This isn't about me or the baby.
No, no, no, you never wanted this baby,
that's why you're still taking your pills.
Don't you dare!
Don't you fucking dare!
Don't try to tell me how I feel about having my child!
Then why?
Why are you still taking your pills?
I brought the pills in case of an emergency,
what this fucking is!
I'm trying to do things the right way,
I'm trying to do it everything the right way, what the fuck!
Except drugging our unborn child, that's okay, right?
That doesn't cross, hey, stop it!
Stop it!
Is this what you want, huh?
You want me to lash into you?
Is it?
Get the fuck off me.
Get off me.
(ominous violin music begins)
(Matt grunts)
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(Matt grunting)
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(Naomi grunts)
(ominous violin music continues)
(Matt tapping window)
What?
Nothing.
(suspenseful music begins)
(Matt tapping window)
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(Naomi breathing heavily)
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(Naomi gasping)
(Naomi grunting)
(suspenseful music continues)
(car window cracking)
Naomi!
What the hell is wrong with you?
Naomi, stop!
Leave me alone!
We're gonna freeze in here,
what the hell is wrong with you?
Stay the fuck away from me!
(Matt growling)
Oh, God dammit!
What are you doing?
Burning up. What are you doing?
Stop!
(Matt grunting)
I know! What did you do to me?
Stop it.
(Matt and Naomi grunting)
No, no, no, stop it, stop it.
Stop it.
(Naomi screaming)
Get off of me. (Matt grunting)
Get off, get off of me!
It's me, it's me. Get off!
I'm right here.
Let me out!
You can't get out, okay?
I'm not trying to hurt you.
Please, I don't want you to hurt yourself.
What?
What is it?
Is it the baby?
No?
What is it?
You need to talk to me.
Is this the first time you felt this?
(Naomi breathing heavily)
Why didn't you tell me anything?
I don't know (weeping), I don't know,
I can't feel anything (weeping).
Okay, okay.
I think you're hypothermic, okay, we need to warm you up.
(Naomi grunts)
We need to warm you up, okay?
(Matt grunts)
(Naomi grunts)
There you go, there you go.
There you go.
Okay, okay.
(gasping) Baby, here, here, here.
There you go.
Come on.
Okay, come on, gotta put your energy up.
Come on, eat, eat, come on.
Okay.
(Matt breathing heavily)
Okay.
(grunts) It's happening, it's happening again.
(Naomi grunting) I think this is it.
No (weeping).
No, no, I can't, I can't do this now (weeping).
I can't. I don't think we have
much of a choice, baby.
I can't do it, I can't (weeping).
(ominous music begins)
(Naomi breathing rapidly)
(ominous music continues)
(Naomi breathing rhythmically)
(Naomi grunting painfully)
(Naomi breathing rapidly)
(Naomi grunting painfully)
Matt, it's coming.
Okay.
(Naomi screaming painfully)
Naomi, you gotta push! (Naomi screaming painfully)
Come on, one more push.
One more push, come on, baby.
Come on. (Naomi grunting)
Come on.
(Naomi sighing heavily)
(baby crying)
(Naomi weeping) (baby crying)
(somber piano music begins)
(somber violin music begins)
(Naomi grunts)
What is it?
I can't.
(Naomi breathing heavily)
Please.
You gotta push, baby.
Push, okay?
Come on.
(Naomi grunting)
(baby sobbing)
(Matt breathing heavily)
(wind roaring)
(baby cooing)
Pancakes.
Buttermilk pancakes.
With salted butter.
And maple syrup.
And crispy bacon.
(sighs) Okay.
Oh,
like uh,
applewood smoked
bacon that you just
scoop up some maple syrup.
Waffles.
Belgian waffles.
So crispy and golden with
ever so slightly runny eggs. Oh, I hate runny eggs.
(baby cooing)
I love you so much.
I love you.
Babe? Hmm?
(Matt's lips smacking)
We haven't named her yet.
No, we haven't.
What do you wanna name her?
You make the call.
(baby cooing)
How about Olivia?
Like your sister?
No.
Like live.
It's perfect.
(baby cooing)
Hi, Liv.
(baby cooing)
(ominous music begins) (baby crying)
(Matt's fist pounding car wall)
(baby crying)
(Matt whispering) (baby crying)
(ominous music continues)
(Matt pounding car window)
(baby crying)
It's okay, it's okay,
it's okay.
You okay?
Ssh, ssh.
It's okay, it's okay. (baby crying)
It's okay.
You're all right, come on this way.
I have you.
I got you, I got you.
You're okay. (baby crying)
You're okay, baby.
Give her this.
I'm working up some good heat.
Don't worry about me.
(baby crying)
Ssh, ssh, it's okay.
It's okay. (Matt pounding car window)
(baby crying)
(Matt pounding car window)
(Matt breathing heavily)
(baby cooing)
Good morning.
(sighs) I'm so tired.
Matt.
Can I have some more water?
Matt.
Babe?
Oh no.
Babe.
Hold on a second.
(plastic crackling)
Baby, wait a minute, it's okay, baby, it's okay.
Hold on, it's okay, it's okay, baby, it's okay.
It's okay, babe.
Hey, wait, wait.
Matt?
Hold on, hold on.
Hold on.
This is not (indistinct).
Three.
(Naomi weeping)
(Naomi sobbing)
(baby crying)
It's okay.
It's okay (sobbing). (baby crying)
I'm sorry (sobbing). (baby crying)
(eerie piano music begins)
(baby cooing)
(pen clicking)
Don't, it's just a letter.
(paper crackling)
(ominous music begins)
(thunderous boom)
(ominous music continues)
(car roaring)
Help me, help me.
Help me.
(Naomi punching window)
Help me (sobbing).
(ominous music continues)
(Naomi grunting)
(ominous music continues)
(baby whimpering)
(Naomi laughs) (baby crying)
Come on. (baby crying)
(Naomi mumbling)
Come on, baby, please, please.
(baby crying)
I know.
I know, sweetheart.
(baby crying)
It's okay.
(baby crying)
(Naomi gagging) (baby crying)
Come on, baby, you have to eat, please.
Please.
(baby crying)
(baby cooing)
(Naomi sighs)
Oh, thank God.
(baby cooing)
Okay.
(ominous music begins)
(eerie piano music begins)
No, of course not.
She's okay.
She's warm now, thanks to you.
What?
(baby cooing)
It is tough.
You were never really looking for your car.
The cabbie was so pissed.
I know (giggles).
Let me see you.
(eerie piano music begins)
(suspenseful violin music begins)
(Naomi breathing heavily)
(suspenseful violin music continues)
(suspenseful classical music begins)
(plastic crackling)
(Naomi scraping ice)
(wind roaring)
(Naomi giggling)
(wind roaring)
Liv,
now.
We're getting out, Liv, we're getting out.
We're going home, Liv.
(baby cooing) (wind howling)
(baby whimpering)
It's okay.
It's okay, Liv, it's okay. (baby whimpering)
At least we're getting out.
We're getting out, Liv.
(wind howling)
Babe, thank you.
Goodbye, love.
(Naomi whimpering)
(wind roaring)
(Naomi grunting) (wind howling)
(Naomi breathing heavily) (wind howling)
(baby crying)
(Naomi breathing heavily) (baby crying)
(wind roaring) (baby crying)
(eerie classical music begins)
(baby crying)
(ominous music begins) (baby crying)
(eerie classical music begins) (baby crying)
Stay with me.
Come on, stay with me.
(eerie classical music continues)
(airplane roaring)
(eerie classical music continues)
(baby cooing) (soothing piano music begins)
(baby crying)
(dramatic classical music begins)
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(dramatic piano music begins)
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