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- Oh, much obliged, ma'am.
That--oh, that looks so tasty.
- Oh, you're so welcome.
Smells wonderful.
- Thank you.
- Hey, about a pot of hot coffee?
- Coming right up. - Thank you.
- Hope you brought back a powerful appetite with you.
Can you believe this snow?
You boys keep working that hard,
you're gonna have this whole forest chopped.
- Yeah, maybe we should slow down,
go half speed.
What do you say, boss?
- You go half speed, I'll cut you half speed.
- All I'm saying is,
it takes some time for these big trees to grow back.
Don't it? - Trees are trees.
More people are building houses now, closer together.
You look at your kitchen window,
you can look in your neighbor's bedroom.
You take it from me, young man.
The future of this great country is home ownership.
Now, I want you guys to get some rest tonight
'cause tomorrow we're gonna cut 20 acres of God's green timber.
When's this thing gonna be done, Elmer?
- Chow's ready boss.
Meat's practically falling off the bone.
- Ain't bad, Elmer. It ain't too bad.
- Much obliged, boss.
- Save me some. I'll be back.
- You got another log jam to take care of, boss?
That's the third time today for him.
- Well, for a great big bear of a man,
boss sure has the itty-bitty bowels of a squirrel.
Ring the dinner bell, kid.
Tell the men to come on over.
Chow's ready.
- Smells good, y'all.
- Hey.
Hey, hey.
These monkeys are gonna get themselves hurt.
- No, not a problem.
We'll be here.
- Miss cow-wow-zinkowski?
- Please, my friends call me Sam.
- Sergeant hoke, and I don't have any friends,
so you will address me as sergeant hoke.
- Oh... Okay.
- Here they come now.
Let's see who we got here.
D.O.C. Number 6-8-2-9-0,
Martin Williams,
felony robbery.
- Is this really necessary?
- Move it along, chicken little.
D.O.C. Number 9-0-2-1-1,
Trish gauge, three counts of assault on a police officer.
Fall in, prairie dog.
D.O.C. Number 2-0-0-6-8,
zachery Moore, drug trafficking.
- You can call me Zack.
- I'll be keeping a real special eye on you.
Move along, wasted space.
D.O.C. Number 1-8-7-5-0, rosa villa.
Well, contempt of court. Couldn't have guessed.
Fall in there, thornbush.
- Hi, ray Tanner, dropping off my daughter.
D.O.C number 1-7-9-0-1, Claire Tanner,
drunk driving, bodily injury.
You are late; If you are trying to get on my good side,
you have failed.
Now, get in line, happy hour.
- Hey, is that thing necessary?
- Well, you never know who you might run into
in the deep, dark woods.
Toe the line.
That means toes on the line.
Yes, this will include you, wasted space.
Toe the line.
Now, you all have had the good fortune
to be a part of the state's first offender program,
what I like to refer to as the get-out-of-jail-free card.
There's only one problem, kiddies.
I'm the one holding all the cards.
And I'm sergeant a. Hoke,
and as of right now,
you are all my s.T.U.M.P.S.
All right, s.T.U.M.P.S.
All aboard sergeant hoke's happy short bus.
Get on board. Double time.
Double time, or you will be left behind,
and I will fail you.
Move, move, move.
Do you require assistance, madam?
- She'll be okay. - Thanks.
- You're a cube rat, never spent any time in the field.
- Not exactly. I have an office.
Nice refurbished couch, a great one.
Tea tray.
- Have you ever spent any time outdoors?
- I spend more time indoors.
Got my master's in social work
with a focus on criminal justice.
- I don't remember asking for your resume.
Miss k., why are you here?
- There's plenty of punishment built into the system.
I'm here to reform, to help.
Well, shit, Sam. Me too.
- Felony robbery. Chicken little.
You don't look the type.
- Wait a minute. I know you.
Internet hacker, stole, like, 12 mil from the government.
- It was only 11.5.
The IRS likes to round shit up.
- What's it like to spend all that money?
- Yeah, what did you buy?
- Never had a chance to roll around in it.
Just numbers on a screen.
- You?
Miss badass. - What?
- Assault a cop three times.
I dig it.
- That's bullshit.
I only punched him once.
- What about you, c.B.?
You doing all right back there?
Need a drink?
- Nice.
- S.T.U.M.P., remain seated while the vehicle is in motion.
This is not a pleasure cruise.
- S.T.U.M.P.S?
- Stupid teenagers under my protection.
- Technically they're not all teenagers.
- I'd appreciate it--
and I'm sure the other passengers would too--
if you didn't smoke.
I'm not sure I approve of your style.
- Well, then this is going to get interesting.
Miss k., welcome to my world.
- This is gonna be interesting.
- S.T.U.M.P.S, get off the bus.
- This is where we're staying?
- This place is a pile.
- S.T.U.M.P.S, toe the line.
You are all here because you have made choices
that most people would describe
as piss-poor.
The courts have given you this one last chance
to get your shit together,
or your shit will get pushed in in prison.
- Today you are all s.T.U.M.P.S,
but when I am through with you,
you will have grown into trees...
And productive members of society.
Miss k.
- Hi.
We're gonna have a great week.
There will be physical challenges
led by sergeant hoke,
and I'll be continuing our counseling sessions here.
By the end of the week, we hope this experience
inspires you to make changes in your life
and better choices.
- I choose to go somewhere else.
- Yeah, I don't want to stay in that dump for a week.
- Shut it!
S.T.U.M.P.S don't stay in the cabin.
S.T.U.M.P.S stay outside.
S.T.U.M.P.S, set up the tents by the campfire circle.
Move out.
Hold on.
- I'm not sharing a tent with you.
- Oh, I know. I'll be sleeping in the cabin.
- What?
- I'm not here to share anything,
least of all hardships.
I may not have a fancy degree,
but s-g-t,
it's got its privileges.
- Several people got shot.
It was a drive-by.
The d.A. Wanted me to testify, but I couldn't.
I was worried for myra, my daughter.
- You have a daughter? - Yeah.
- Whoa, serious m.I.L.F.-Age.
- When I get out of here, I'm gonna get her back.
- Hey, I cut a deal to get out the bigger fish.
You got busted for talking.
Talking's what saved my ass.
- Figures.
A hood rat like you selling drugs.
- Hey, I had friends, and they needed things.
Just so happens what they needed wasn't legal.
- What you do differently if you could go back in time?
- Probably invest in Google.
- Trish, you're up.
There was this bar fight. Cops showed up.
One of them asked me what happened,
and the officer behind him wouldn't stop staring at my ass.
- So I popped him.
- Excuse me, ma'am, but you do have a nice ass.
- C.B., it's your turn.
- I was coming back from a party.
I was a little buzzed.
The car in front of me ran this red light.
I couldn't stop in time, and I hit him.
The driver got thrown from the car.
- You weren't hurt at all?
- Just a little cut on my knee.
The other driver wasn't hurt either,
but he reeked of booze.
- He was drunk too?
- It was his third offense for drunk driving.
- Oh.
- He hit three cars in town
before he ran that light.
- You stopped that guy from killing someone.
You deserve--
you deserve a medal rather than being here.
- That's right.
The system is messed up. It's not fair.
- Well, two d.U.I.S don't make a right.
She did break the law.
- Screw that. I would've hired a lawyer.
Sued him for a million.
- A million? I would've got 12 million.
- My lawyer said it was better to just plead guilty
than to fight it.
- And you thought that was unfair.
- He ran the light. I was just a little buzzed.
Nobody could've stopped in time.
I shouldn't be here.
- No one thinks they should be here.
- Hey, I'm glad you're all here.
We all have things we keep inside,
stuff we don't want to share.
By the time we're finished,
I'm hoping we've all grown into something
bigger than ourselves.
- Trees grow tall, and then the trees fall!
- What the-- - but the river--
the river only goes one way.
- Sir, this is a private meeting.
I'd appreciate it if you'd moved on.
- Is he part of the program?
- Somebody grab the camera.
I think we just found bigfoot.
- God damn it, s.T.U.M.P.S.
What in the name of sweet Lorraine
is going on out here?
Oh, hello, meeks. I thought I smelled you.
Fire's a fire. I'm just keeping warm.
That's all.
- You got my invitation to the party then.
Oh, you know, that's funny,
'cause I didn't send you one.
Now, I want you to clear out of here
and stop interrupting my angry sleep.
I've got this campground for the next six days,
and that means six days, I don't see you,
I don't hear you, and I sure as hell don't want to smell you.
Savvy?
- Yeah.
Well, now,
we all got things we want to hide,
and we all just want to be wanted.
Oh, and while you're sleeping tonight,
all nice and cozy,
look out for them little-- them little critters,
because they like to find a nice little warm spot
to crawl up into, you know--
- Jesus.
- Yahoo!
- Holy shit.
- You just met some of the local wildlife.
His name is meeks-- lives up here on the Mountain.
Pretty sure he's harmless. - Pretty sure?
- All right, everybody. Let's get back to the session.
- No, no, no, session's over.
You s.T.U.M.P.S needs to get some shut-eye.
0500 comes awfully early in the morning.
- 5:00? Is he crazy?
- Move out, s.T.U.M.P.S.
Let's go.
Hit the hay.
5:00.
I don't even think my clock has a five on it.
- We'll continue this later.
- Good night, sister.
- Where have you been? - Shh.
Shut up and fuck me.
There you go.
Yeah.
You've broken the first rule of the camp.
If you do it again, I have to write you up,
and that means you're gone.
- Here. - So, Trish, out.
Now.
- Thanks.
- What happened?
- You were snoring.
- Oh, sorry.
- Morning, ladies. Stop dreaming.
Time to wake up to the nightmare.
Good morning, gentlemen.
Drop your cocks and grab your socks.
We're going on a hike!
- Another beautiful day in paradise, chicken little.
- I hope you enjoyed your accommodations last evening.
Compared to today,
it's gonna feel like a five-star resort.
Today we are going on a hike. Going off-road.
We're going to blaze our own trail.
- Wow, this is nice in here.
Fire, mini fridge...
Reading material.
A guide to eastern philosophies and religion?
I'm shocked; You read.
- It's just the next book I throw on the fire.
- Can you do me a favor and leave that behind?
You're intimidating enough without it.
You happy? - Yeah.
- Well, good for you. - Yeah.
- Well, I hope you can keep up.
March. Move it out.
Move!
Left! Left!
Left, right, left!
Left! Left!
Left, right, left!
Tell me, happy hour, when you had to walk the line,
was it left, right, left?
Your field sobriety test, do you remember?
Or were you too blacked out?
And you. You like to fight, huh?
When I'm done with you, you'll be able to take on
a whole battalion!
I'm sure that'll make your daddy proud!
Left, right, left!
Do you have two left feet, son?
Left, right, left, wasted space!
Make a hell of a ballroom dancer.
Chicken little, I'm sorry.
There's no Internet out here.
You cannot Google left, right, left.
Very good, thornbush. I like your intensity.
Your attitude may actually work for you out here.
You're gonna repeat after me.
♪ I look ahead, who do I see? ♪
- Louder!
♪ I look ahead, who do I see? ♪
- ♪ It's sergeant hoke, that s.O.B. ♪
♪ it's sergeant hoke, that s.O.B. ♪
- Now you're getting it!
♪ I look ahead, who do I see? ♪
- ♪ Sergeant hoke, that s.O.B. ♪
♪ sergeant hoke, that s.O.B. ♪
- ♪ A life of crime is not for me ♪
♪ a life of crime is not for me ♪
- ♪ I'll contribute to society
♪ I'll contribute to society ♪
- Move! Move! Up that hill.
Go! Move!
Go, go, go, go.
Keep up, people, or I will leave you on this Mountain.
Move, move, move!
Up that hill. Dig, dig, dig, dig, dig, dig.
Navigate through those trunks.
These stumps represent you.
This is what you are. You are stumps.
You want to grow into those mighty trees.
That's what you want to be.
Your move.
- All right, s.T.U.M.P.S! Get across that river.
This is where we'll picnic for lunch.
Move, move, move!
Please join me for a meal
prepared by the great state of Minnesota,
the correctional department, and my own two loving hands.
Not doing too bad.
- For a cube rat. - Right.
- You wouldn't really leave me behind, would you?
- Oh, absolutely.
- I'll kill for a burger and fries right now.
- How about just a shake?
- Yo, this dude's crazy.
I can't do this all week. I'm out of here.
- I don't know, man.
- You want to be worked to death?
- I don't want to work at all.
- Who's with me?
- Count me in.
- Where are you gonna go?
Like you could find your way back.
- We came up here; We can get back down.
- No one likes this shit, but it beats jail time.
- Screw you guys.
I'm gonna find a way out of here.
- This guy's gonna get us all in trouble.
I know that guy's a hard-ass, but look,
if we stick together, we can get through this thing.
- Man, I hate that fucker.
I'm gonna frag him in his sleep.
- What's that?
Shit.
- Yo, what is this?
- Check it out.
- What is it?
- I don't even know.
Dude, what are you doing?
- Fuckin' "a."
I'm taking a souvenir.
- Come on, man.
We need to get back before sergeant hokeypokey
comes looking for us.
Come on.
Hey, check out what we found.
- Where did you get that?
- Big deal. It's a cow horn.
- Uh, excuse me. Cows don't have horns.
- Just leave it. - What?
I'm gonna make a bong out of this thing.
I got get something out of this shitty program.
- Hell, yeah. - That was a living creature.
You shouldn't smoke out of it.
- What? It's just some old dead cow.
- You mean bull. - I know, smart-ass.
- What's going on here?
What is that?
Do you think this is a scavenger hunt?
It's not.
I know you, boy,
all strut and no gut.
Well, it looks like some of you didn't enjoy your lunch.
Isn't that a pity?
Do me a favor. Clean up after yourselves now.
We are moving out.
Move out!
Open your ears! Moving!
Move! - Get all your things.
Remember, leave only footprints.
Zack, get your sandwich, please.
- Howdy, sheriff. - Ronny, how you doing?
- Fine.
- Budd, you get the game on that thing?
- Nah, nothing exciting happens in this small town.
What can I pour you, sheriff?
- A little early, budd.
- Early? That never stopped me.
- Dad.
He's on duty.
- I'm just trying to make the place a little profit.
- Wish you would've tried that before you sold me this place.
- Oh--
- say, Mel, didn't you have a cousin
who went to that first offenders program
up there to cutter's peak?
- That was a niece, yeah.
It's a pretty good program. Really helped her.
- I just dropped c.B. Off up there today.
Well, there's this female counselor up there--
she seemed all right-- but what do you know
about this instructor, this sergeant hoke guy?
- Abner hoke? That guy's crazy.
He ought to be in jail.
He killed a kid up there last year.
- Killed a kid? Are you serious?
- Yup. They worked him to death.
- Hey, dad, can you go wait on the other customers?
- They already got fresh drinks.
- Are these fucking quarters up there?
- You're fucking cheating.
- Chill out.
- No, I mean the paying customers over there.
- Hello.
- I'm going. I'm headed that way.
Relax. Just relax.
- Is that really what happened? - No.
Look, a kid got heat stroke,
but, you know, he had a heart condition
that no one knew about, and he's okay now.
I'm sure c.B. Will be fine.
- Yeah.
Maybe you're right.
Just being a little overprotective, I guess.
- Just a little bit.
- Well, thanks, Mel. I'll see you around.
- Hey, ray.
Why don't you stop by after work and have a drink?
On the house.
- You know, that's no way to turn a profit.
- Oh.
- If you can't keep up, I'll leave you behind.
- Move out, s.T.U.M.P.S.
Hut, hut, hut, hut, hut, hut.
- Is that a Mountain lion?
- I don't think so.
- Mountain lions are not my list today.
Move out!
- Hey! Chicken little, give me that.
That's mine.
- All right, s.T.U.M.P.S, we can soft peddle it from here.
It's approximately three Miles back to the cabin.
It'll take 43 minutes, 28 seconds.
- Thank you for that very important piece of info.
- And sunset will be in t-minus 42 minutes and 110 hours.
- Hey, I got one.
- What?
- Run!
Oh!
- Shit.
- Run! Run!
Move out! Run!
Move out! Move out!
- Come on!
Quick now! Back to the cabin!
Move, move, move, move, move!
- Come on. - Come on.
Come on, let's go.
Hurry up. - Let's go.
- Hey, look out. Move, move, move, move, move.
No, no, no, no, ladies, don't stop now.
We're almost home. We're almost home.
Oh!
Go, go!
Sam, no! No!
You go get those kids off this Mountain!
Get back to the cabin!
Now!
Hey.
Hey!
Yeah, you.
When I get up, I swear to God, I'll shove that ax handle
so far up your ass you're gonna shit splinters
till Christmas!
- What the hell was that thing?
- Come on, rosa. Come on, come on.
I know you're hurt, but we got to keep moving.
Come on.
- This way. This way.
Go.
- Which way do we go? - Where's sergeant hoke?
- This way. - Shit.
- Go, go.
- It's locked!
- Look out. Look out!
Come on. Get inside.
It's still out there. Come on.
Come on!
- What was that thing? - Es El demonio.
It's the devil.
- Where's hoke?
What happened to hoke? - That thing got him; He's dead.
- Well, that's just great. That's just great.
What are we gonna do now? - We got to get out of here.
- Everybody, calm down. We'll get through this.
- Okay, lady, what's the plan?
- The van.
We should get the van. - Good idea.
- Sergeant hoke has the keys. - Well, that's just perfect.
We can't stay here. This is not gonna protect us.
- Zack, get it together.
- Who put you in charge?
This isn't a therapy session.
- I can hot-wire it.
- Are you sure? - Yes.
- Okay, okay.
C.B., find some weapons.
- Oh, shit. Oh, shit.
- Come on.
Come on. Come on.
- Come on, come on, come on.
Okay.
- I don't see 'em. Can you see 'em?
- Hurry.
Hurry.
- It's not working.
- Come on, let's go. - I just need more time.
I almost had it.
- They're coming back.
- What happened? - I can't do it.
I just need more time.
- Oh, shit.
We're screwed.
That was our only way out.
What are we gonna do now?
I got to get out of here. He's gonna come back.
He'll come back!
- Zack, let me see your hand.
- You don't need to see my hand.
- You're bleeding.
You cut yourself.
- Thank you.
Door--open the door!
- It's meeks. - Let me in!
- Crazy old guy?
- If he's here, then maybe the devil is gone.
- Get him in. There's a maniac out there.
- Let me in!
Oh.
What the hell did you do?
- We didn't do anything.
- I'm gonna tell you something.
Now, you young uns's been messing with something
you ought not have.
Now, this--you brought this on yourself!
Now, I warned you.
Now, what the hell did you do? He's mad as hell.
I ain't never seen him so riled up.
- Wait a second.
We found this. - Oh.
This is bad.
Now, this is very, very, very bad.
- So tell us what we're up against.
- Well--
I guess you heard all that nonsense about him,
dragging his ax and making the grand canyon
and his footprints making the Great Lakes.
- Paul bunyan.
You're telling us that's Paul bunyan out there.
- Back in late 1800s,
there was a gentleman by the name
of captain larch bunyan.
Now, he was a lumber baron in these parts.
He married this woman, Helga.
She's new in town
and ain't nobody knew from where.
Well, Helga, she was ripe with child.
Well, she gave birth
to this big, giant bodacious baby.
The doctor said,
"well, this child has a rare disease
or a rare blessing depending on how you look at it.
"Now, he's gonna be at least twice as big
"as a normal man
"and gonna live three times as long,
but he's always gonna have the mind of a child."
Of a child.
Well, by the time he was five years old,
he was six-foot-tall, still growing.
Now, young bunyan was working the lumberyards here
in this area.
He was--he was bringing down them big old oak trees
with just three whacks of that ax.
Of course all the competition and everything
with the lumberjacks, you know,
he won it all at the festivals and the fairs and whatnot,
you know, hands down.
Well,
you see, them lumberjacks had cut down so many trees
that the food was getting scarce.
Animals were running off to the high country.
Now, at this particular camp, this foreman bill and his men
were out hunting for a meal.
Well, snow come early that year,
and death was in the air.
Now, the men were following the tracks
of this wounded animal through the snow,
and that's when they came upon bunyan's beloved friend,
babe the blue ox.
Now, babe had wandered off and stepped himself
in a big bear trap.
He was maimed, and he was weak,
and he couldn't find his way home.
But the loggers, they found him.
- There he is,
up behind that bush.
- What's he doing way up here?
- He's lost.
- No, he's dinner.
- Oh, shit!
- Back off. I got him.
- Foreman bill shot babe right between the eyes,
killed him deader than a dinosaur.
- Elmer, fire up the grill. We're eating big tonight, buddy.
- Right, boss.
- Bunyan, he went out looking for babe,
and he found him.
And of course, he was too late.
- The loggers had roasted up babe's carcass,
and they were feasting on him like he was a Christmas dinner.
No.
- So when bunyan saw what they did to his best friend--
well, the only friend he'd ever had in whole world--
well, he just went berserk.
He just got that ax and just sliced them,
every damn one of them lumberjacks.
- He killed 10 if he killed 40.
Whack! Whack! Whack!
- Whack! Whack!
- Whack! - Die!
- Whack! Whack!
- No!
- Whack! Why, he just made them kindling.
- Foreman bill,
oh, he got the worst of it.
Cut him such small pieces that the coyotes had a hard time
trying to find something to carry away.
When bunyan came to his senses,
he went and hid until the snow melted,
and then he ran and he ran.
But the town-folk, they hunted him down,
then caught up with him,
and they chained him up,
and they dragged him through the town,
back through the streets for everybody to see.
The town-folks, they spit on him.
He was humiliated, embarrassed, red-faced.
Even maybelle, who bunyan was sweet on,
she--she turned away.
- They dragged him through the forest...
- Tossed bunyan in an old mine shaft
loaded with dynamite.
One of them lumberjacks lit a match.
Ka-boom!
Sealed that mine shaft forever.
Well, then they made up nonsense about...
Paul bunyan, the lumberjack,
you know, so they can keep the prosperity going.
You know?
Well, memories fade. People die.
People forget.
And you don't know when or who or what happened back then.
I do.
I always knew.
That old mine shaft, it couldn't hold him.
No, no, no, he escaped.
Bunyan, he escaped.
He made his way up into the mountains,
up into the high country,
and he took babe's sacred remains with him.
And at the top of that Mountain,
he made a shrine to his only true friend.
Bunyan lived there undisturbed,
and he grew and he grew bigger, bigger,
alone, keeping to himself,
keeping away from civilization.
He had a pretty good life up there,
that is, until you went and fouled babe's grave site.
You desecrated the resting place
of bunyan's only friend.
- So we're stuck here.
- Hey, ain't nobody going no place
until you all put babe's horn back where it belongs.
- We're not going back out there.
He'll kill us.
- It's the only chance y'all got.
- No, Zack!
No, Zack, come back!
- Here! Take it back!
This is what you want!
I'm the one who took it!
Take it back!
And leave them alone!
- Zack, get in here now!
- No, Zack!
No, no!
- Come on. - No!
- Get back.
- No!
- No, please, I'm sorry.
No, no, no, no.
No, no, no.
- What are you doing?
- I'm making something to eat.
- I just lost another kid.
- Yeah, well, I'm sorry for your loss.
That boy maybe just saved all our hides.
Well, got his horn back.
Let him settle.
We get out of here first light.
- Tell my daughter I love her.
- Don't say that.
- I promised her I was gonna pick her up
and get her from that place
and I was never gonna leave her again.
I promised her.
Marty.
- You're gonna be okay.
- Yeah. - You're gonna be okay.
- Yeah.
- Here.
Like this.
Guess that's the benefit of your dad being the sheriff.
You learn things.
I never told my dad I loved him
before he dropped me off.
- He knows,
and you're gonna get a chance to tell him.
- Are we gonna make it out of here?
- Yeah.
Yeah, absolutely.
- Sheriff Tanner, come in.
- Yeah, go ahead, Debbie.
- We have another bear sighting.
Hiker saw it a couple days ago.
Sheriff, can you swing on up to cutter's peak?
- Yeah, actually, I'm in the area.
I'll go check it out. - In the area?
What are you doing way up there, sheriff?
- I'm on a sightseeing trip. - Sightseeing?
- Hey, listen, I'll be back later today.
I'll go check it out.
Tanner out.
- There was a reason why bunyan saved you
and split some of your friends like two halves of a peach.
You know who you are?
You're the spitting image of the little lady
that broke bunyan's heart.
1894.
My great-aunt maybelle.
You know what they would do to him
if they found him out there.
You know.
You got a second chance.
Don't you let him down.
- It's time.
- I'll get the truck.
Stay right here.
- Maybe we should go with you.
- No, no, no.
You stay here. Stay here.
I'm safer that way.
It's okay. It's okay.
- Oh, my God.
Dispatch, this is Tanner. Can you read me?
Come in.
Debbie, can you read? Come on in, over.
Damn.
Dispatch, can you read? This is Tanner.
I need assistance on the Mountain.
We need help. I'm at the fire tower.
Send backup.
If you can read me, send backup.
Debbie, can you read me?
- Don't leave me!
No!
- Marty.
- Rosa!
Marty! Marty!
Marty!
- Rosa.
- You killed her, you motherfucker!
I'll kill you!
I'll kill you, you monster!
Come and get me!
Come on!
- No, come on.
- Hey, ugly.
- Hmm?
- Dad.
- Yes! Killed that motherfucker.
- You okay, babe?
- I knew you'd come. - All right.
We got to keep moving.
Those tranqs won't last long. Let's go.
C.B., give her a hand.
- Come on, let's go.
Let's go.
We got to keep moving, guys.
- Are you okay?
- Don't you understand?
He's just a boy.
They want to take him away from me,
and I can't let them do that.
- We're getting out of here, old man.
- I can't let you go.
Drop that rifle, sheriff.
I'm gonna fill them full of buckshot.
- No! - No, Marty, stop!
- Damn.
- Ah, ah, ah, not today, sheriff.
- Is it bad? Is it bad?
I can't breathe.
- Let's go.
- Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah.
Sorry, maybelle...
But you ought not have shunned bunyan back there in 1894.
The end of the line there, sweetie pie.
- You're history, old man.
- History's the only future I got here.
- We got to go. Let's go.
Come on, go, go, go!
- Truck's down this way. Let's hurry.
Get in. Hurry.
You drive.
There's no time to argue.
You can do it, babe.
Faster! Faster!
Let's go. Come on, go.
Go, go!
- Come on, we got to go.
Go!
- Go, go.
- Whoa!
- Faster. - I know!
- Hold on.
- Go left.
Dad, look out!
- Dad.
Dad.
Are you okay?
- We got to go. Come on.
Come on!
- Okay, let's go.
Go to the road.
- Get onto the bridge.
Let's head for the bridge. Go!
Faster! Faster! Get to the door!
Come on, keep going. Keep going, let's go.
We got to make it through the door.
It's locked. - Get back.
- Sheriff.
- Hey, you big son of a bitch.
Pick on somebody your own size.
- Get him, men. Shoot him.
- Get down.
- Hold your fire, men!
Maybelle.
Maybelle!
- Are you okay? Anyone hurt?
- No, we're all okay.
How'd you know where to find us?
- Oh, my dad picked up the call on the scanner.
- Thanks, budd.
- Well, it took a little time to gather the boys,
but we got here.
- You got here just in time.
- Dude, did you see my kill shot?
Pow! Right between the eyes!
- No, you didn't. That was my shot.
- Bullshit, I got him.
- Will you listen to those guys?
- Judging by the ears and the slope of the forehead,
I'd say it was your cousin elroy!
- Screw you!
- It's definitely bigfoot.
- No, that's sasquatch.
- You stupid son of a bitch. That's the same thing.
- It's not bigfoot. It's not the mothman.
It's not Frankenstein.
It's not the Jersey devil.
That's Paul bunyan!
- Hey, we could put that in front of the bar.
- No, mm-mm. - Hey, men.
Come here and give me hand with this ax.
- It's over.
Come on, baby. Let's go home.
- There's stories, and there's legends.
Somewhere in the middle lies the truth.
- ♪ Now way up in the wildness ♪
♪ of them Minnesota woods
♪ there lived a boy who swung an ax ♪
♪ and, man, he slung it good
♪ he tried to help his people
♪ but they killed his only friend ♪
♪ and it drove him down to meanness and sin ♪
♪ well, it drove him down to meanness and sin ♪
♪ well, the sins of the fathers ♪
♪ will be paid for by the sons
♪ this here is the ballad of Paul bunyan ♪
♪ the sins of the fathers
♪ will be paid for by the sons
♪ this here is the ballad of Paul bunyan ♪
♪ a boy into a monster
♪ took a whole damn town to raise ♪
♪ cut and beat and chained up
♪ then they buried him away
♪ they kept the secret hidden
♪ by the righteous light of day ♪
♪ then they told a fancy legend ♪
♪ so the logger camps would stay ♪
♪ they told a fancy legend
♪ so the logger camps would stay ♪
♪ well, the sins of the fathers ♪
♪ will be paid for by the sons
♪ this here is the ballad of Paul bunyan ♪
♪ the sins of the fathers
♪ will be paid for by the sons
♪ this here is the ballad of Paul bunyan ♪
♪ and now a sleeping giant wakes and rises ♪
♪ an ax blade is sharpened through and through ♪
♪ vengeance comes in many shapes and sizes ♪
♪ the tallest of all tales is coming true ♪
♪ the tallest of all tales is finally true ♪
♪ the evils of the fathers
♪ will be paid for by the sons
♪ this here is the ballad of Paul bunyan ♪
♪ the sins of the fathers
♪ will be paid for by the sons
♪ this here is the ballad of Paul bunyan ♪
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