[dramatic music]
*
- Riley! Help!
[barks]
[gasps]
Riley! Riley!
- Shauny, get yourself up.
Get up now. Get up. Get your butt up.
There's no time to feel sorry for ourselves.
- I can't, grandpa.
I'm too cold. I can't. I can't.
- We know what to do.
We prepared this kind of thing before, haven't we?
What are the priorities of survival?
What is the rule of threes.
- Three minutes without air,
three hours without regulated body temperature,
three days without water,
and three weeks without food.
- You got it.
You see, it's all up there in that noggin.
You got this. You'll be fine.
[barks]
- Grandpa? Grandpa?
[dramatic music]
*
- Thanks for coming. - It's all good.
Your dad was an amazing man.
- I appreciate that. Thanks, Bob.
Katie, good to see you. I'll see you soon.
- Hi. - Hi.
- How are you?
- I'm so sorry for your loss. - Thank you.
- I mean, he was the first adult we ever knew
that let us call him by his first name.
Coach Gus. He insisted on it.
And he just kicked our butts.
It's almost as if he's still around.
I practically expect to see him walk through that door
and tell us to straighten up, suck it up.
Be a man.
- Shaun.
Shaun?
Shaun, honey, where are you?
[sniffles]
Hey.
- [croaks softly]
- Had a feeling you'd be in here.
What are you doing?
Everybody's inside.
- I don't know any of these people, Mom.
- Yeah, well, your grandpa had a lot of friends
that we never met.
And the funny thing is a funeral isn't always
about the person who's actually dead.
It's more for the family and friends
that that person left behind.
We should go on inside and talk to his friends.
Want to come inside with me?
- What's going to happy to Riley, Mom?
- I don't know, honey.
He's a pretty old dog.
- [whimpers]
- We'll figure something out.
- Can he stay with us?
- No. I wish he could.
But you know my new apartment doesn't allow dogs.
- We could move into here.
- No way I'm moving back into this place.
Too many memories here.
This place is probably going to be condemned or sold.
- Can Riley at least stay with Dad?
- No, he can't stay with your father.
He's still in a hotel for the time being,
and that man's never had a pet in his life.
- Someone needs to take care of him, and it should be me.
- Well, what we can do
is you can visit Riley as much as you want.
And I will hire a service to come and feed and walk him
every day until we figure something out.
- A service. Did you hear that, Riley?
You don't want a service.
You don't want a service, do you?
You don't want a service to take care of you.
You want the family to take care of you.
[Riley whimpers]
- I'm going to stay here and take care of him by myself.
- By yourself? - Yes, by myself, Mom.
- You are 13 years old. Don't be ridiculous.
- You know, in the Jewish culture,
a boy becomes a man at 13.
Right, Riley?
- In the Jewish culture, a boy becomes a man at 13.
- Well, that's good information,
but I hate to break it to you, buddy:
we're not Jewish.
And you're not staying here alone.
- Grandpa said that once I turn 13,
he would take me to Mount Delilah over break.
- That's right, I did.
Sweet Delilah.
Once you've conquered that old girl,
you will have most certainly become a man.
- [laughs]
- Is Riley making you laugh?
I know that we all had some plans,
and unfortunately they changed.
So you're going to have to split your time
between your father and I until school start up again.
- Oh. Oh, that should be fun.
Cooped up in an apartment, playing with your cell phone
and watching television while your parents
complain about each other.
That's going to be a lot of fun. Whoo-whoo.
- Mom, I'm staying here.
I'm staying here at grandpa's house.
- You can't stay here.
Shaun, I'm sorry, this isn't up to you.
You're a kid.
- This is so insanely stupid.
- Shaun... - Come on, Riley.
- Shaun, come here.
- Shaun. - Come on, boy.
Come on.
- Shaun?
- That was a good summer, huh?
The fish you caught was bigger than you.
- You called it big-ass bass.
- Yeah. It was a big-ass bass.
It was a big son of a bitch.
Your mom used to scold me for teaching you bad words.
But what's a grandpa for?
- [both laugh]
- Hey, pal. - Hey, Dad.
- Buddy, I'm sorry about Grandpa Gus.
You were definitely his favorite human being.
How's your mom holding up?
- Mom didn't care about grandpa. - That's not true, okay?
You know relationships are complicated.
It doesn't mean she didn't love him.
- Well, grandpa and I were supposed to hike this place
called Mount Delilah,
and I was wondering if instead it could be
you and me this year.
- Oh, buddy, I'd love to. I'm swamped at work this week.
Plus, you sure you want to go with me?
You know I'm not the big hikey guy.
- No crap.
You couldn't scale an anthill.
Used to call him Mr. Softy. The unmade bed.
I think the reason that your mother married him
was because he was the opposite of me.
- You know, I never really connected with Gus,
but I respected him.
He taught you things I could never teach you.
- He's just trying to butter me up.
- Dad, do you think that's really grandpa in there?
Like, his whole body and everything?
- Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.
- Yeah, I think so, buddy.
- It's just kind of weird to imagine him in there.
He was big and tall, and now he's just...
- Now I'm just an ash hole.
- [laughs]
No, I was just thinking it would be cool
to take his ashes to a cooler place,
like Mount Delilah.
- Oh, that's a good idea.
- Oh. You arrived.
No, we can't go to Mount Delilah.
It's not even called that, first of all.
Gus just named it after some woman's breasts that he liked.
- Breast. Singular.
Delilah McQueen. She had one booby cut off from cancer,
but the one that remains is big and pointy and beautiful,
and the perfect name for that mountain.
- [laughs]
Delilah McQueen.
She only had one booby,
but, oh, it was magnificent.
- Shaun, you know, sometimes you really sound just like Gus.
- [sighs]
- He's my father,
and he's going to stay with me, on my shelf,
in my apartment, end of discussion.
- End of discussion. That's what I used to say.
- I'm surprised you didn't make the service.
Actually, I'm not surprised at all.
- Not surprised. - Look, I'm sorry. My flight...
- Did you get my email?
- You know my emails go to my lawyer now.
- That's comforting, Kris.
- It's the legal process.
Look, I'm so sorry, okay? I tried to phone.
- Apologies don't really work.
- You got me a GoPro?
- Really, Kris?
This isn't a birthday party. - What?
Did you seriously bring him a gift
to my father's funeral? - I'm sorry about your father.
I know, it's terrible, okay? But is everything I do wrong?
Okay? I mean, I'm sorry.
I left work early, my plane got delayed--
- I am sorry that my father's death is an inconvenience
to your work schedule.
This is unbelievable. I'm sorry, Shaun.
You have to go.
- Are you kicking me out of your dad's funeral?
- You've done enough. I think it's time, yeah.
- I'm sorry, buddy.
[sighs]
- Thanks, Mom.
- [sighs]
- It's a little bit creepy, isn't it?
Just having to watch us while we eat.
Maybe we can put him right here.
- Spent his whole life outside,
and now you just want to box him inside?
- He's staying here, and that's final.
- She's just being stubborn.
That's the way she's always been.
- You know, you're really stubborn, Mom.
- Yup. I am really stubborn.
And guess where I got it from.
My father.
- I used to be stubborn, but now I'm perfect.
- [laughs]
- I think I just find it comforting to have him so close.
- Aw.
- You said it was creepy.
- Yeah, she did say that.
- Dad wanted to take me to one of his conventions over break,
and we'd have to leave tomorrow.
So I said that I'd talk to you about it.
- Oh, that's a lie. That's a terrible lie.
- Okay. I mean, that's probably good.
You need to spend some quality time with your dad.
- That's exactly what I was thinking.
- What's up your sleeve, boy?
- So, are you okay with everything...
you know, that happened with Gus?
- Yeah. Everybody dies eventually, right?
I'm actually kind of worried about Riley right now,
so you think it's cool if I go over there tomorrow
and just kind of hang out with him?
Dad will pick me up from there, so I'll be all right.
- Okay, fine.
I can drop you off in the morning before work.
- Thanks, Mom.
- You think you're pretty clever, don't you?
[mischievous music]
*
[lid clatters]
- You got cojones.
[loud clattering]
- Shaun?
Is everything all right?
- Yeah, Mom.
I'm just getting water.
- Okay, honey, just be careful in there.
- Whew.
You're not going to put me in that thing, are you?
- That's all I've got. - I was a Louisville Cardinal.
- I know.
- Your mother went to Kentucky to spite me.
Your mother's very beautiful, don't you think?
Too light.
The minute she picks it up, she's going to know.
Your mom and dad were drawn to each other.
I wonder what happened.
Was it me?
Did I do something to spoil it?
I suppose I didn't help sometimes.
That's better.
- Sorry for spilling your ashes, gramps.
- What's wrong with you?
- You're, like, the prettiest mom I know.
- Oh, really pretty?
Oh, thank you, honey.
I don't even have a stitch of makeup on today.
- You don't need makeup.
- What did I do to deserve
all of these compliments this morning?
- Dad's a fool for letting you go.
- Honey, Dad didn't just let me go.
You know that, right?
- Then whose fault was it?
- It's nobody's fault.
These things happen all the time.
I mean, you think about how many parents you know of your friends
that are divorced.
Your dad's a great guy. He's a good man.
I had to go back to school, and your dad was...
he was gone a lot for work,
and...we just drifted.
- If you were drifting, then why did you argue so much?
- Because sometimes it's easier to be enemies
than anything in between.
- That's so dumb. - It is dumb.
Adults are dumb sometimes.
Your father and I have made our minds up.
We've thought about it.
And it's the best decision for everyone.
But that does not change how we feel about you.
I love you, your father loves you.
We're not going anywhere.
You got to remember that, okay?
You're stuck with us.
- I'm trying to figure out why my parents are getting divorced.
- We're getting divorced because we are not meant
to be together anymore.
Now, we're going to Gus's house,
and your dad's going to pick you up.
And you are going to have a fun time with your father--
- Do you love him? Do you even love him?
Have you ever loved him?
- I think a part of me will always love your father.
What are you doing with this thing?
This is my old Kentucky thermos.
I used to hide beer in this.
Whoa. What do you got in there? It's pretty heavy.
- I just kind of liked it, Mom.
- Maybe when you're older,
you can go to Kentucky and carry on the family tradition.
- Family tradition? Grandpa Gus went to Louisville.
- I know Gus went to Louisville.
But your father and I went to Kentucky,
and your father's entire side of his family went to Kentucky,
and we're all Wildcats.
- You went there just to spite grandpa, didn't you?
- I went to Kentucky because I was dating your father,
and I didn't go just to spite Gus.
I got a scholarship...
which didn't make Gus too happy.
Can you please text me when your dad picks you up?
And promise me you'll have a good time, okay?
- Yeah.
- Love you.
- Love you, Mom.
- Go give Riley a hug for me.
- [whimpers]
- I love you. - Love you.
- Love you more.
[zipper opening]
- Okay, there's the rope.
Get that.
- Tent. - Okay.
Flares.
You're going to need flares. Get the flares.
What have I taught you?
- Always prepare.
- Well, I didn't say it like that, did I?
- It's something with a bunch of P's, I don't really remember.
- Perfectly proper preparation is paramount.
- That's it.
Perfectly proper preparation is paramount.
- [both laugh] - Or is it Paul's pecker
is precisely proportionate?
I get those mixed up.
- Shut up, grandpa. - [chuckles]
What?
Paul is a bird in this scenario,
and his pecker--you never heard of a woodpecker?
- Oh, I've heard of it. - Heard what?
Sorry to scare you. I'm here to walk Riley.
- [whines]
- Oh, right.
We're actually going on vacation for, like, a week or so.
And we're taking Riley with us,
so we'll call you when we get back.
- Oh, right on.
I think it's great that you talk to him.
- Talk to who?
- The dog. I think it's healthy.
A lot of people don't talk to their pets.
- Yeah, of course. The dog.
That's definitely important.
- Right.
Right on.
- Right on.
- It's healthy to talk to a dog,
but talking to your dead grandpa makes you a whackadoodle.
- Maybe I am a whackadoodle, gramps.
- Yeah, maybe you are. And speaking of whackadoodles,
how are you going to get out there?
- How do you think? The Beast.
- The Beast? No way, no way. - [laughs]
- You can't--you can't take that thing out there by yourself,
- Come on, Riley!
Come on, boy. Come on, Riley.
[Riley barks]
[barking]
The Beast, baby.
Come on, Riles.
[engine starts]
[engine jackrabbits]
- I know I encourage you to be your own man and all that,
but maybe this is taking things a little too far.
- You taught me how to drive this thing.
- Yeah, in some dusty back roads where you couldn't...
[loud thud]
...hit anything.
- Trust me, grandpa.
Everything is going to be fine.
- Okay, get over. - Sorry.
- Watch it. Left, left, left.
What are you trying to do, kill me?
- You're already dead.
- Thank God.
[laughs]
- Whoo-hoo! - Whoo-hoo!
- Whoa. Sorry, gramps.
- Keep your eyes on the road, as they say.
- Sorry. Sorry.
[siren blares]
- Uh-oh. - What?
- There's a smoky behind us with his disco lights on.
- What does that mean?
- Cops.
- What do I do?
- Just be very nice, and don't tell them about me.
I think we dodged a bullet.
- [both laugh]
- Easy, easy, easy.
What are we doing? Why'd you pull over?
- What are we doing? - Shh, shh.
[turns engine off]
[dials]
[cell phone rings]
- Hey, Dad. - Hey, buddy.
I may be a little bit late picking you up this week.
- Is that cool? - Yeah.
Mom and I were actually going to take a little trip.
Like a little vacation.
So I was wondering if I could stay with her for the week?
- Uh, I guess so.
Does that mean I get you at Christmas break?
- Yeah, sure.
- Why didn't your mother tell me about this?
- Well, she's actually kind of, like, upset.
She's really upset, actually,
after what happened the other day.
She's been all emotional and stuff ever since.
- Yeah. I'm sorry, buddy.
I should be a little bit more sensitive.
We have a way of getting under each other's skin.
- With you guys both liking each other and everything,
it's probably hard to keep that under control.
- What?
Your mother still has feelings for me?
- Did she say that? - I mean...
it's pretty obvious.
But, um, forget I mentioned it. I'll just--
I got to go, Dad. I'll call you later.
- Okay. All right, I love you, buddy.
Take care of your mom, all right?
- I will. Love you, bye.
Bye. [phone beeps off]
- Not only are you lying and breaking the law,
but you're playing with their feelings.
You're a manipulative little son of a gun.
And that's why I love you.
- [both laugh]
Okay, let's get on our way.
- Mount Delilah...
[engine stalls]
[engine starts] ...here we come.
[screeching]
[mellow music]
*
This looks like the closest we're going to get.
- You still have a long way to go.
Are you sure you can handle this?
- I can do this.
- Okay.
I'm going to leave you alone for a while to be your own man.
- You're leaving?
- Well, just for now. You won't need me.
- I will need you, gramps. I need you.
- Okay.
I'll give you some help.
You're going to come to a cave.
When you get there, don't go to your left.
Stay to your right.
There'll be a little surprise that'll save you some time.
- What are you? A ghost? A spirit?
Are you just in my head?
- What does it matter? I'm your grandpa.
I'll catch up with you later.
- Grandpa, please don't...
I'm not crazy, am I, Riley?
You saw him too, right?
- [whines]
- Well, anyways, it's just us two now, so...
You have your GoPro. I'll get my app.
All right, come on.
Come on. Good boy.
All right.
Come on.
Let me get a picture, so I don't forget where this thing is.
[Riley barks]
[camera shutters click]
- All right, let's go. - [Riley barking]
- Oh, my God, Riley.
[barking]
- You came back for me.
Riley, let's take a break.
[barks and whines]
Me too, buddy. Me too.
You want some water?
Yeah.
I know you're thirsty, buddy.
We're almost at the cave. I can see it out there.
Riley...
see all this stuff?
You know how they say that moss can only grow
on one side of the tree?
Well, as you can see,
it can grow on any side of the tree.
It's a fun fact.
Grandpa taught me that one.
All right.
Let's go.
- [barks] - Come on, Riley.
I'm not a dog like you.
[barking]
[panting]
Riley, Riley, easy. Wait up.
Riley, there it is. The cave.
Just like grandpa said. Come on.
Riley.
You want to race? You want to race?
- You're going to come to a cave.
When you get there, don't go to your left.
Stay to your right,
and you'll find something there that will save you some time.
- Come on, Riley.
Come on, we got to make time. Let's go.
[grunts]
Come on, Riley.
Riley, come on. Come.
- Riley, you see it? - [barks]
- There it is!
Thank you, grandpa.
[Riley barks]
[water rushing]
[uplifting music]
*
[sighs]
[grunts]
Whoo!
Come here. Come here.
This looks like a good place to camp for tonight, huh, buddy?
Catch some dinner. There's some good sticks here.
There it is.
Delilah's Peak.
I came here to spread my grandpa's ashes.
The three of us were supposed to go hiking together
here this year to Delilah's Peak,
but you know what happened.
So now it's just me and Riley.
You know, grandpa actually taught me how to be a man,
how to survive.
You know, he taught me outdoor stuff.
Not just bad words, obviously.
He taught me how to not rely on technology.
He'd be mad if he even knew
I was on my phone right now, probably.
He didn't always say the most appropriate things
at the right time, but he loved me.
And--and--and he's the only person that I really know
that loved me like that.
Like, my mom never did that.
And my dad's always working.
So the only person, the only friend that I had was grandpa.
And now he's dead.
So now I have Riley over here.
But that's really it.
You know, my grandpa always told me
that when you run into a problem, to...
to look up.
And that if you look up,
you'll notice that there's something
bigger than all of us.
Something bigger than our problems.
What we are, who we are, it doesn't really matter.
We're just a little speck in a big picture.
Here's another grandpa quote.
He told me that problems are like clouds in the sky.
Here one minute, gone in the next.
And, grandpa, I'm really trying to look up right now,
but I don't see you, I don't see Mom, I don't see Dad.
I just see a blank sky. I really-I don't see anything.
And I know that I lied to my parents.
I know that they're probably going to be upset with me.
I'm playing both sides,
but I had to do this for grandpa.
He...he would have done the same thing for me.
I don't know if I can explain this to you,
because nobody understand me.
I'm the guy that's friends with my grandpa.
But I love him. I...
So...
yeah, that was emotional.
Sorry.
What do you think about that, Ri?
[barking]
Me too, bro. I completely agree.
That's what I was saying the whole time.
Riley gets it.
All right, well, I'm going to try to get to Delilah by night,
or at least the bottom of it.
I'm going to catch some fish now, so...
see you guys.
We got it!
Riles.
Time to go fishing.
Oh, oh, what do we got here?
Disappointment. That's what we got.
- [whines]
- Looks like we're eating vegetarian tonight, buddy.
[crickets chirp]
"He'd been careless.
"He left the cave
"and run down to the stream to drink.
"It might have been that he took no notice,
because he was heavy with sleep."
Parentheses.
"He had been out all night on a meat trail,
and had just then been awakened."
Closed parentheses.
"And his carelessness might have been due to the familiarity
"of the trail of the pool.
"He had traveled it often,
"and nothing had ever happened on it.
He went down, past the blas..."
I don't even understand these words.
All right, time to hit the hay.
Good night, buddy.
[dramatic music]
*
- You know, with all this modern stuff,
people don't spend enough time alone, just thinking.
This is a good place to do that.
Of course, it's always nice to have your best friend with you.
- Hey, I get reception out here.
Still one bar.
[phone line rings]
- You have new messages.
To listen to your messages, press 1.
- Mom left me a message.
- Hi, Shaun. It's your mom.
Just calling to see how you're doing.
I hope you're having fun with your dad.
Give Riley a hug for me.
I'm not going to lie. I miss you.
Bye, sweetie.
Call me later.
[phone beeps off]
- I know, I know.
Look, she wasn't going to take us here,
and we had to do this for Gus.
Don't ignore me.
Riley.
Thanks, bud.
And I'm not a baby, am I?
Did you know that back in the old days,
people got married at the age of 13?
I bet you didn't know that, huh? Right?
And grandpa taught me
that Mozart wrote his first opera around my age, so...
who's the baby now, Mom?
[grunts]
It's getting dark.
[uplifting music]
*
Okay, we're here.
[barking]
Come on, Ri.
Let's go. Let's go, boy.
[barking]
Hey, it's Shaun.
Checking in.
Day one.
Here's Ri.
Aww, look how cute you are.
That's my dog, Riley.
I'm taking care of him for now, I hope.
Isn't that right, Riley?
I'm all by myself.
Um, yeah, but it's fun, as you saw before.
There's all this nature and stuff, which is beautiful.
So, um...
we got to go.
Isn't that right, Riley?
Ruff, ruff. Yeah.
So I'll see you guys later.
[beeps]
Come on, Ri.
Let's go, boy.
[river babbling]
[crickets chirp]
[owl hoots]
[sniffs]
And dinner is served.
You know, I'm an aspiring entertainer...
and a little nervous,
but I prepared something for tonight.
[exhales]
This is, uh...
[plays note]
* Oh
* Riley and me
[playing off-key]
[gunshots]
Looks like we're not the only ones out here, huh, Ri?
Just hunters...I hope.
Let's get some sleep, bud.
Come on.
Watch out for the fire.
[owl hooting]
[growling]
[bear roars]
[snarling]
[barking]
Riley, be quiet. Riley, be quiet.
Stop.
[snarls and growls]
- [fabric rips] - Aah!
Riley, come back.
[bear growls]
No, don't go.
Riley...
[barking]
Riley, be quiet! Riley, be quiet!
Aah!
[Riley growling]
[footsteps recede]
I think he's gone.
- You guys okay? - Oh, my God!
- You guys okay in there?
- Grandpa?
- Huh? - What happened to the bear?
- Oh, he took off. He's not coming back.
I think he saw a ghost.
It's a good thing you held Riley.
He'd have gone after that big fella.
He'd fight a thousand bears for you.
Okay, that's enough adventure for tonight.
You guys try to get some shut-eye.
- All right.
- Sleep tight.
Good night.
- [Riley whimpers] - I love you, Riley.
Sorry about tonight.
That was unexpected.
[dramatic music]
*
[cawing]
Come on. Come on, buddy.
[imitating guitar playing]
Come on, Riley.
What'd I just do?
Riley!
[barks]
Help! Riley, help!
Riley!
[gasps]
[barking]
Riley!
[screams]
[gasping and panting]
- Riley! - [barking]
Riley!
[gasping]
[coughing]
[barks]
- Shauny.
Get your butt up. Stop feeling sorry for yourself.
Riley...Riley, wake him up.
Wake him up, Riley.
You know what to do.
We prepared for this kind of thing.
Relax, breathe.
- I can't, grandpa.
I'm too cold.
I can't. I can't.
- Can't, shmant. What did I tell you about that word?
What did I teach you? Get those wet clothes off.
On the double. On the double.
- Come here, boy.
- The dog. That's smart.
He's warmer than you are. Now you're thinking, see?
Warm the core.
- [panting softly]
- What did I tell you?
What are the priorities of survival?
- Air, shelter, water, food.
- Yeah, and shelter equals warm and dry.
Make a fire.
- I can't make a fire
without my supplies.
- There's that word again.
Yes, you can. Move, move.
Get moving. What's the rule of threes?
- A human can't go three minutes without air...
- Right.
- ...three hours without regulated body temperature,
three days without water and three weeks without food.
- You see? It's all up there in your noggin.
You got this.
Keep moving, keep moving.
- Grandpa... - You'll be fine.
He'd be proud of us, Riley.
He would.
We're not giving up on you, Delilah.
Think you got it in you, old man?
Well...
let's not waste any more time.
[weatherman over radio]
- [gasps] Oh, my God!
What is this?
[sniffs]
Oh, Shaun, what have you done?
[sighs]
[phone line ringing]
Shaun, it's your mother.
You wouldn't happen to know anything
about Gus's ashes being turned into oatmeal, would you?
Whatever you're planning to do with him, it's not funny.
Call me back as soon as possible.
[dials]
[rings]
[groans softly]
Hey.
Kris, I know I'm not supposed to call,
but I'm really...
I'm trying to get in touch with Shaun,
because I'm pretty sure he stole my father's ashes
and replaced the urn with oatmeal.
So we sort of need to deal with this as soon as possible.
And I hope you guys are having a great time together.
I know he's really happy to be spending some time with you.
So, thank you for that.
And also, I'm sorry for how I was acting the other day.
I'm just having a hard time
processing this whole thing with Gus.
But I think I went overboard a little bit,
and thank you for the gift.
I'll talk to you guys soon.
Just call me as soon as you find him.
Okay.
Kris, I've been trying to reach you.
- Yeah, I just got your message. What are you talking about?
- Is Shaun with you? - Shaun said you were
taking him this week.
- No. He played us, and we fell for it.
- What? - Yeah, but--
- Why?
- He wanted to go to Mount Delilah.
- He wouldn't do that by himself, would he?
- Yes, he would. Leave. Leave now.
- Are you serious? - We need to go find him.
- Yeah, all right. All right.
- Hurry. - Give me 10 minutes.
[groans]
- Hey. - You're late.
- Is he here? - I don't know.
I haven't been inside yet.
- You haven't gone inside?
- I'm waiting for you.
- I'm pretty sure he leaves it open.
- I didn't know.
- Shaun?
- Shaun, buddy?
He's not in the house,
and Gus's old blue truck is gone.
- The Beast?
- Yeah, he couldn't have driven that thing himself.
- Gus taught me how to drive it when I was 10.
I'm sure Shaun was no different.
- I don't understand why Shaun's doing all this on his own.
- Because we didn't listen to him.
He wanted to spread Gus's ashes on Mount Delilah.
- That boob place?
- That's got to be where he went.
- Okay, well, let's go. Let's go find him.
- Okay.
Just got to think about this.
Perfectly proper preparation is paramount.
- Well, something got through.
- What are you babbling?
- It's just something that my dad used to say.
You have to prepare for the worst ahead of time.
- Um, we're not going to war.
- I know, but this isn't an easy trip.
iPad, definitely check that out.
He might have uploaded some photos.
[sighs]
Let me think what we need.
- What are the four priorities of survival?
- Air, food, water, shelter.
- She heard me.
- Yeah? Yeah. - We got it.
- Okay. Yeah. - Okay.
- Here, you grab this. - Yeah.
- Go to him.
He needs you.
- Shaun uploaded some photos,
and maybe if we see them we can get an idea of where he is.
- I'm not a hacker.
- Just give it your best shot.
- Did you just do-- how did you--?
- He's my son too.
- What was it?
- Uh, "Shaun."
- "Shaun"?
"Shaun" was the password?
- What's wrong with you?
Riley, get up. Get up.
- All this hiking has caught up with him.
A lot of excitement for his old heart.
- What do I do, grandpa?
- Well, he's dehydrated.
You got to get him some water. Fluids.
- I don't have my backpack.
I don't have anything to carry water in.
- Calm down, listen to me.
Use what you got.
Use it.
[Riley whimpers]
Just rest. He'll be back.
- Ashes to ashes. Let her rip.
- I can't.
I can't, grandpa.
I can't do this to you.
I won't.
- We're losing time.
Well, maybe there is another way.
What do I always tell you to do?
- Look up?
Look up.
Look up!
My backpack!
- Yeah, see? - Look up!
Look up!
- It always works. I don't know why.
- Yes! - [laughs]
- You're a life-saver, grandpa.
- I just don't understand why he would do this.
It's not like our son to lie to us.
- It's got to be tough on him. I mean, first our divorce,
and now your father just died.
I mean, it's got to be very hard for him--
- Maybe if we spoke to him and didn't just buy him presents
to distract him, he wouldn't have run away right now.
- Wait, wait, wait. Hold it, now it's my fault?
That's one thing me and Shaun bond over, okay?
Is our love of tech.
Okay?
You know how hard it is to bond with your kid
when his mother and his grandfather
are talking crap about you all day?
- I don't talk crap about you. - Yes, you do.
- I do not. - Yeah, you do.
- You do a good job of hanging yourself.
- Maybe I don't--
maybe I don't bond with him enough.
Maybe I don't get to know him as much as I should.
- Maybe I should--maybe I don't spend enough time with him.
- Well, I mean, if you're not spending enough time
talking to him, I can't say I am either.
- Them was tracks, Emery.
Clean these dang glasses off.
Them were fresh tracks.
Looks like a man and a dog.
- Oh, yeah?
Well, the dog looks bigger than the man.
- Yup.
- Okay, let's go ask this guy here
if he knows where the road is.
- Excuse me.
Excuse me.
- How do I find this road? - That's not a road.
That's more like the idea of a road.
- Is it possible to drive on it?
- In that? No.
- Look, I'm in a bit of a situation, okay?
I think my son's trapped there. You think I can borrow this,
and I'll just leave you my car as collateral?
- Please. - Okay.
Thank you.
Come on.
- I left the key in the car.
- [engine turning] - Okay.
Jeez, Kris.
Okay, okay, okay. Just stay on the path.
There's a clearing right up front.
[engine turns off]
[sighs]
That probably saved a whole day of hiking,
but, uh...
whoa, nice job.
- You're welcome.
- We got to move pretty fast, though.
- Wait a second.
I recognize this.
- Oh, yeah. No, no, no, that's that.
All right, we're on the right track.
Come on.
Hope you can keep up.
- I can keep up.
- We'll see.
- You worry about you.
- Well, I have to now.
- That's the problem.
- I thought you said you were working out.
- We're not going to talk about that now.
We're here--we're here to find our son.
- You okay, Riley?
You're tired, aren't you, buddy?
[sighs]
Riley, do you know that we're the same age.
Grandpa wanted us to grow up together.
- That's right.
I got him for you the day you were born.
- You never told me that.
- Riley's your dog.
Always has been.
- Why didn't you tell that to me?
- Well, I didn't think it mattered either way.
Your goofy parents didn't want you to have a dog.
[laughs]
- Why'd you get him in the first place?
- Well, I figured that having the dog
would give you a reason to see your old grandpa
every so often.
- Really?
- Yeah, and it worked.
- [laughs] - The truth is...
that dog saved my life.
More than once.
You did too.
- How did we save your life?
- You just did.
Don't get me sentimental.
He's an old man, Riley.
I guess I didn't figure dog years when I got him for you.
- Thirteen, like me... times seven.
Riley's 91.
- No spring chicken, as they say.
Yeah, you're starting out in life,
and old Riley here has seen his best days.
- He still has some good days left in him.
- You'd better get going.
Marsh's Forest can be a pretty tricky old gal.
- Marsha?
That's grandma's name, isn't it?
- Sure is.
- Why'd you name the whole forest after grandma?
- Well...
she was my everything.
I loved her.
- Marsha's Forest.
That's pretty cool, gramps.
- Get going.
And keep a sharp eye out.
They know you're here.
- Who knows where I am?
- Shh.
Hide.
Riley...
hide.
- You think it's the cops?
- The cops ain't that dumb.
They'd bring a lot more after us.
We're miles from anywhere.
I just can't figure out what anybody
would be doing out here so far.
- Maybe somebody hunting or fishing.
- Ain't nothing in seasons, Emery.
- Well, all right, old man.
What do you reckon we ought to do?
- We ought to radio Billy.
Get back to the cabin. Come on.
- Let's go, Riley.
Go. Go.
Riley, go.
- Why'd we only go camping one time?
- Well, I didn't really enjoy
being chastised by your father the whole weekend.
- That's just the way he is.
- Yeah.
Well, that was the first time he called me Mr. Softy, was it?
- [laughs]
You are kind of Mr. Softy.
Sorry.
That's also why I liked you.
- Look, uh, we all know I'm no Grizzly Adams, okay?
- Oh? - Yeah.
But I can hold my own.
- All right. That's debatable.
- Plus, going camping was...
that was Gus's thing, you know?
I mean to let him have that.
Shaun looked up to Gus and Gus was an outdoorsman,
so he was really admired by Gus for doing that.
So I stepped out of the way.
We all have our roles.
- That's actually really sweet.
Oh! Oh! Oh, my God.
- Oh, you okay? You okay? - No, no. I'm fine, I'm fine.
- No, no, no. Sit, sit. - It's not bad.
- I don't need to sit. - Come on, sit down.
Just sit right here. Sit.
- Oh! Okay, okay.
That did not feel great.
I'm going to just look at the iPad,
see if he's...
Ow.
...uploaded any more pictures.
Kris, thank you.
But also, be careful.
He uploaded a movie.
Look. Okay...
[barks]
- Quiet.
Riley, let's go!
- We're losing light.
And Shaun's out there.
Not a bad job.
Ready?
- [grunts]
- I'm okay. I'm okay. I'm okay.
- You all right, buddy?
[whimpers]
- All right, well, I'm going to go get us some firewood.
I'll be right back, okay?
[whines]
I love you, buddy.
Stay there.
- You okay?
It's a little rocky.
- You talking about the terrain or our marriage?
- Both, I guess.
- Hey, boy. We've been looking for you all day.
Hey, where are you going? Hey, hey.
Come on, slow down there, boy. What are you doing?
- Grab him. - Hold it, boy.
[growling]
- Let me go! - Come on.
- Come on, hold that little boy. - Hey, just relax.
- Everything's going to be fine. Just hold on, will you?
- Get off!
[barking]
- You okay?
- I'm fine, I promise.
[growling]
- Just gonna get you back here. - Let me go!
- Hey, you're a feisty little fella.
- [yells]
[panting]
[whines]
- Get that rope. Come on. - Yup.
- Come on, boy. Quit fighting. - Hurry up, will you?
- [yelling]
- Emery, get him tied up.
- Come on, boy. - Take it easy.
Who are you out here with?
- Just me and my dog.
- I told you, I don't care about your dog, boy.
- Please.
- All right, you just stay here, boy.
Got to get ahold of Billy.
He's going to tell us what to do.
I'm damn tired anyway.
- Good night, boy. See you in the morning.
[cawing]
- What a revolting development this is.
- Am I going to die?
- Well...
death is nothing to fear.
- That's easy for you to say.
- Real fear is not living the right way.
- Did you live the right way?
- Sometimes. Sometimes not.
I wish I would have made things right with your mother.
- What do you mean?
- Well, I did a lot of things, said a lot of things.
Stupid things. Went a little haywire
when I was younger.
Maybe it was part of the reason that your parents
had some issues, I don't know.
Your mom and I are a lot alike.
That's probably why I butted heads with her.
But enough about me.
Let's talk about you. How are you?
- Tied up.
- [laughs]
Haven't lost your sense of humor.
That's a good thing.
- What can I do?
- Well, let's see.
Use what you got.
- I don't have anything, grandpa.
- You always have something.
- Like what?
- Well, there's never been a knot tied
that couldn't be untied.
Move your thumb around back there.
You feel that?
- Yeah. - You work on it,
it's going to come loose.
- Yeah. - You got all night.
What else you going to do?
[laughs]
You'll be fine.
- [sighs]
[exhales]
[whimpering]
[whines]
- [whimpers]
- Rachel. - Yeah?
- We have to stop, okay? - No.
- We're not making any progress.
I don't know where we are. And your ankle is just...
- I'm fine. - No, come on. Please.
- Let's take a little rest. - All right.
Let's just look for a place to pitch a tent.
We'll sleep for a couple of hours.
- You've been running around like a young pup.
And you're not a pup.
I know. You get older, your bones ache.
You get tired, you don't want to show it.
That's the way it is.
Now he's going to be fine for now.
He's a clever boy.
You need some rest.
You got an important day tomorrow.
Good night.
- Oh. I'll just sleep outside.
- No, no, it's... it's okay.
You can stay.
- Are you sure?
- Yeah, I'm sure. Please.
- Okay.
- I just keep thinking about Shaun out there all alone,
and if anything happens to him, I don't know...
- Hey, come on. - I don't know what I'd do.
- I don't know. - Don't think like that, okay?
Gus taught him how to survive.
He's a smart kid. He's going to be okay.
- I keep replaying
the last conversation I had with him in my head, and...
I had this stupid fight with him
about the house.
I was telling him to sell the house.
And after a lot of yelling back and forth,
he just stormed out and...
never got a chance to say goodbye.
- [grunting]
- Shauny, it's go time. What's keeping you?
- I know.
- Good, good, good.
- Where are you going, boy? Think you're smart?
- Nowhere, sir. - Ain't you a clever squirrel,
getting yourself out.
I knew you didn't know how to tie to knot.
- You're drug guys, right?
- Drugs? What's he talking about?
- No, no, it's not like that.
- I can offer you a trade. - What do you got?
- It's this new drug everyone's on.
I got everyone on. It's called sweet ash.
- That's either the worst idea ever,
or it's genius.
- Open it up. - I'll show you.
- All right, let's see it, boy. - How you take it?
- You eat it.
Come here.
Try some.
- Don't be "ash-holes." - Stole my joke.
- Did you just call--what? - What'd you say?
Oh! It's in my mouth. What is that?
[indistinct shouting]
- Hurry up!
- It's in my eyes.
Oh!
Who put that there?
[whimpers]
- [panting]
- Emery!
- Get up, old man. Come on.
- Yeah, of course it was...
[gunshot]
[growls]
- That could be... - Were those gunshots?
- I...I'm not sure.
- Do you think it's just people hunting?
- I don't know. It's down here.
- [panting]
- Get behind me.
Where'd he go? There he is, down the hill.
Aah! Goddamn.
- Come on.
- I'm coming to get you, boy. - The kids today is fast.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. - Shaun, Shaun...
- Mom and Dad? - What happened to your face?
- Shaun, what's going on?
- Guys, we got to go. Guys... - Why?
- Because there's guys following me. Drug people.
- What do you mean, drugs? Are you into drugs?
- What is going on, Shaun? - I'm not into drugs.
- Hold it right there. - Go, go!
- Hey, hey.
[overlapped chatter]
- No, no, no. - Hey, hey, hey.
We don't care what you're doing. We just want to take our son.
- That ain't gonna happen, boy. - Okay.
- Okay, just keep me, then, and let them go, please.
- Well, that ain't gonna happen, man.
The boy threw dirt in my mouth.
Everybody just settle down now.
- [growls] - [screams]
- Surprise.
- Get this dog off me, man!
- Kris, go get the gun. Kris, get the gun.
- Get him off me! - Riley.
- Shaun... - Help m!
- [gunshot] - [Riley yelps]
- No, no, no, no...
- Don't move.
- Riley! Mom! - Stay down.
- Mom, Riley's hurt!
[whimpers]
You saved our life, buddy.
- Okay.
- [shushing]
It's okay, it's okay.
Mom, Riley was shot. You shot him.
You shot my best friend. Okay, boy.
- You ever touch my son again, I will kill you.
[Riley whines]
Riley doesn't look so good, honey.
You okay?
- Riley, Riley, I'm so sorry, buddy.
- I like your dad much better since I've been dead.
Riley wasn't going to make it very long,
whether he came out here or not.
But you let him go out with honor.
- You're a hero, Riley. You're a hero.
[sniffles]
- Okay.
Guys, I am so sorry.
I need to take a rest on this ankle.
- Look up.
- [panting]
- You know what? I can do this.
Let's go help him.
[dramatic music]
*
- I'm good.
- This is it for him, isn't it?
- You know...
sitting here right now...
the name Mount Delilah doesn't really do this justice, does it?
- I was thinking...
Riley's Peak.
- Riley's Peak.
I like it.
- Riley's Peak.
[sniffles]
- Grandpa? - Yes?
Yes, Shaun?
- I'm sorry for throwing your ashes on their faces.
- [laughs]
Those ashes aren't me. They never were.
I'm you.
I'm always with you.
No matter what.
I'm so proud of you, son.
- I don't know what I'm going to do without you.
- Well...
that's--that's a little bit of life.
That's what life offers, you know.
There's a beginning, just like a good story.
And a middle.
And an end, finally.
But as you can see,
the end ain't no end.
You guys will look after each other now.
- Grandpa...
[sniffles]
...I, uh...
I have a surprise for you.
- You have a surprise for me?
[chuckles]
- Close your eyes.
- All right.
Okay, my eyes are closed now. My eyes are closed, see?
All right?
- Look up.
Goodbye, grandpa.
- Goodbye, Shaun.
[dramatic music]
*
- [crying]
Goodbye, Riley.
- Come here.
It's going to be okay, honey. It's going to be okay.
- Your mom and I are here for you, Shauny.
We love you, buddy.
- Mom, what's up?
- Um...I, uh...
I know this sounds crazy, but I...
I just saw Gus.
Over there.
- [sighs] - That's not crazy, Mom.
He's been here the whole time.
With me.
- I'm so sorry, Shaun.
You were right. He belongs here.
This is the right thing to do.
- Does that mean I'm not grounded anymore?
- [laughs]
You're funny, Shauny.
Just like Gus.
- You think so?
- Trust me, you're exactly like Gus.
[uplifting music]
*
[dramatic music]
*