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(eerie music)
(thunder rumbling) (ominous music)
- We should call it a night.
It's not biting, but this damn cold.
- Quit complaining. You're scaring the fish.
- What fish?
We haven't had a nibble all night.
I told you we should set up by the bay.
That's what the app says.
- Oh well you give up with that damn thing?
You want to catch yourself
a nice, big, fat 35-pound northern pike?
This is where they're at.
- You caught that fish four years ago.
Jesus, Harold, the fish have moved on.
We should too.
- I'm not going anywhere till I get something.
♪ Sleeping on the ground
- Like hypothermia?
♪ Yes, I know (rafters knocking)
(metal creaking)
- Just the ice, right?
- Yeah, right.
(thunder crashing)
(eerie music)
I'm not so sure that sound is coming from the ice.
(wind howling) (eerie music)
Oh man.
How do I get the flashlight on this thing? (groans)
(thunder crashing)
(wind howling) (dramatic music)
(dramatic suspenseful music)
(wind howling) (dramatic suspenseful music)
- (indistinct) Gene!
(Gene panting)
- We gotta get outta here.
(wind shrieking) (door rattling)
Oh! (gasping)
(both screaming)
(dramatic suspenseful music) (both groaning)
Help!
No! - I got you. I got you!
- Don't let go.
Don't me let go. Don't me let go!
Don't let me go! (screaming)
(dramatic music)
- No!
(eerie music) (wind howling)
No!
(eerie music) (wind howling)
(storm rumbling)
(Harold sobbing)
(wind whistling)
(icicle rattling)
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(eerie music)
- Are you sure, Sheriff? A tornado?
Oh, sorry to hear that.
So he said his friend got sucked into a vortex.
Oh, I can assure you there's been nothing here
to indicate that kind of event.
Yeah. I'll double check and get back to you.
Okay.
Did you forget something?
- [Dulcie] We wear the same size
and I figured you wouldn't think of it.
- You are the best.
- So how many years is it now?
- 20 years of me putting on a pretty red dress,
him cooking some fair to mediocre spaghetti
and us having a romantic meal
and then dancing to our wedding song.
It's tradition.
Good luck, you know?
- So what are you still doing here?
Go have sexy shenanigans with your hot hubby.
Think of me doing the night shift.
Actually, maybe don't think of me. That's probably weird.
Unless you wanna think of me.
- I'm gonna leave in a minute.
I just gotta check on something first.
I'm not getting any of the data from Little Lake.
Did something happen to the data recorder?
- Hmm, I don't know. Why?
- Well, the sheriff called
and said there was a tornado that touched down.
Killed a fishermen.
- It's winter. That's impossible.
Conditions to make a tornado aren't even present
in this environment.
- Highly improbable, but not impossible.
- Ah, your thesis paper.
I actually did read it, you know.
"Probability of Highly Volatile Weather
in the Age of Global Warming."
- You did. Where'd you even get it?
- A conspiracy website.
- Of course.
- People are so cruel.
- You know, just because I got ridiculed for that theory,
it doesn't make it wrong.
- Well, if there was a tornado,
the satellites should have captured something.
- Hmm.
Well, I mean the satellites show high winds,
but nothing that indicates anything more.
I need those readings from the ground.
And right now there's nothing getting back to us.
- Well, I overheard Monty talking on the phone
that some of the monitors were acting up.
So that's above my pay grade.
- Okay. Thanks.
(gentle music)
Hey Monty, do you know what's happening
to the data recorder in Little Lake?
- Knock. Knock, please.
Please knock.
- I need to talk to you.
- Jill, how many times?
(knuckles rapping)
- Knock. Knock.
We're not getting any of the data from Little Lake.
Do you know what's happening?
- Aren't you a little overdressed for the office?
- Oh, yeah.
It's my 20-year wedding anniversary.
Big date night.
- Ah.
- So the recorder in Little Lake.
- [Monty] I don't know,
but I'll have someone take a ride up there and have a look.
- Great. When?
- Uh, next week, maybe week after.
- Two weeks? Monty, I need that data now.
The sheriff called and he said there was a casualty
that could be weather related and ice fishermen on the lake.
- There are a lot of drunk fishermen on that lake.
Probably did something stupid.
- Didn't anybody ever teach you not to assume?
- Well, what do you want me to do about it, Jill?
Look around.
We've been subject to budget cutbacks galore.
Half the team has been let go.
Remember Carol?
Nice, quiet, respectful Carol.
She always knocked.
She isn't here.
- Well, maybe that's why.
- So go. Check it out.
If you feel like driving an hour and a half north
on your 20-year anniversary,
just to find out what's going on
with an old, highly outdated data recorder,
I won't stop you.
- Isn't there anybody else?
- No.
To be clear, Jill, no one is making you do this.
- It's our responsibility.
- Lemme know what you find.
- Okay.
- (groans) Jill? - Yeah.
- Did someone really die?
- That's what the sheriff said.
Surviving witness said it was a tornado.
- Good luck with that one.
(quiet tense music)
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(door clicking)
- Hey, Dad.
- Hey, Honey.
- Happy anniversary.
- Thanks!
Do you know where the candles are?
- Top of the fridge.
- Right?
- It smells so good in here.
- [Owen] Yep. Lasagna is almost ready.
- Whoa. Lasagna.
Aren't you supposed to make spaghetti for your anniversary?
- No, I thought I'd change it up.
Make it special. (laughs)
- Okay, Dad, here's the thing.
Mom really likes tradition.
- Well, pasta's pasta.
It's practically the same thing.
- Okay.
- Right?
- Yeah.
Yeah.
(thoughtful music)
- Yeah.
(phone dinging) (gentle music)
♪ Love has a way
- Hello.
- Hi.
So are you sure you can't come up north this weekend?
I can almost guarantee Mark will be there.
- Mark will be there?
Who else is coming?
- I don't know.
I think we can always look at couples thing.
- Jasmine, we're not a couple.
- Not yet.
- How am I gonna convince my parents
to let me go up north this weekend?
My mom is on me for my college applications
and there's just no way
that she's gonna let me leave the house till they're done.
- Bummer.
Lemme know if you change your mind.
It's gonna be an epic weekend.
♪ 'Cause I know your heart
(Amber sighs)
(Amber groans)
(traffic whooshing)
(phone ringing)
- Hey, baby. Did you get my flowers?
- I did. Thank you.
They're beautiful.
- (groans) You close?
- Not exactly.
I am sort of, kind of, driving to Little Lake.
- Tonight?
- I know. It's bad timing.
But some equipment broke down and I need to go fix it.
- [Owen] Well, it's our anniversary.
Can't they send someone else?
- I won't be too late. It's a 90 minute drive up.
It shouldn't take me too long to retrieve the data.
90 minutes back and I'll be home by 10:00.
Plus, I'm already wearing my dress.
- Red dress.
- Of course.
Can't mess with tradition.
- Um, okay, well I can't wait to see you,
uh, but my lasagna, it'll probably be dry by then.
- I'm really sorry, Owen.
Wait, you didn't make spaghetti?
- I tried something new.
- Oh.
- I got a great idea. Why don't we meet you there?
My father's cabin's in Raven River.
It's like 15 minutes away.
He can watch Amber for the weekend
and we can have a nice romantic getaway.
We can stay at that cute resort by the lake.
- You mean the one with the hot tub?
- That's the one.
- I knew I married you for a reason.
- So it's a date.
- You bet.
I will meet you at your dad's,
but I'll go fix the equipment first.
It, it won't take me too long.
Plus it'll take you at least an hour
to get Amber out of the house.
- Deal.
- I'll call you when I'm on my way.
I love you.
- I love you, too.
(engine puttering)
(door thuds)
I hate budget cuts.
(Jill sighs)
Oh, come on. (groans)
(Jill sighs) (footsteps shuffling)
(Jill groans)
- Oh! Okay, you should almost be there.
Tell me what you see.
- Some broken branches, a lot of downed trees.
Oh, I see it.
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It is not in good shape.
The recorder still seems to be intact.
No sign of the dish though.
- Well, it's gotta be somewhere.
- [Jill] Oh, I found it.
Wow.
I'm gonna send you some photos.
(suspenseful music)
(camera whirring)
Let me know when you get them.
(quiet suspenseful music)
- Okay. Got it.
- What do you think?
- Um, are those holes?
- Yeah, about half an inch in diameter.
- Could hail do that?
- [Jill] Not that I know of.
And it would have to be a lot sharper.
- What about a bear?
- [Jill] Dulcie, what kind of bear would wanna mess
with a satellite dish?
- A technologically advanced one.
- Okay. Now you're just scaring me.
Yeah, this dish is done.
I'm gonna copy the files and send them to you.
- Um, how long will that take?
- Considering it's a total data backup
and the port is a USB 1, 30, 40 minutes.
- Perfect. I will be waiting.
And hey, at least we'll know if the likelihood
of a tornado touching down last night was even possible.
- I'm starting to think it's a lot more than a likelihood.
(pencil scraping)
(knuckles rapping)
- Can I come in?
- Yeah. Thanks for knocking, Dad.
Mom never knocks. (laughs)
- [Owen] Can we talk?
- Sure. What's up?
- Hey, are these not done yet?
Amber, you know how important this is to your mom.
You gotta get your applications in, sweetheart.
These things take time and you're obviously behind.
- I know.
- So then why aren't you doing it?
- (sighs) Because I wanna study design, not science.
- We talked about this, kiddo.
- No, we didn't.
Mom talked about it a lot and I barely got a word in.
Why do I have to follow in her footsteps anyways?
I mean, why can't I follow in yours?
- You want to be in construction?
- No, but I want to work with my hands.
Dad,
you didn't do too bad, right?
- Eh?
Are these yours?
- Yeah.
- Huh? How long have you been working on 'em?
- I don't know. A couple months.
- Hm. I'll tell you what.
You get the applications in that your mom wanted
and I'll talk to her
about alternative schooling options.
As long as you get everything in,
you'll still have time to decide where to go.
- Okay.
- Hm. - Fine. Deal.
- Thank you.
- Dad, did you just really come in here
to bug me about my college applications?
'Cause, you know, that's normally mom's job.
- No. Pack up.
We are going up north for the weekend.
- Up north.
- Yes. And don't give me a hard time about that too.
- Okay. I'm in.
- You are?
- [Amber] Mm-hm.
- Teenagers.
(quiet tense music)
(computer keys clicking)
(computer beeping)
(quiet dramatic music)
(Jill groaning)
(engine puttering)
- Ah. Yes.
(phone chiming)
Oh, um.
Aloha.
- Do you get the data?
- Um, ah, yep. Yes, ma'am.
All here. Running it through the system now.
We'll have a report for you shortly.
- Okay. Well call me as soon as you have it.
- Copy that.
- [Jill] Thanks.
- My pleasure.
Die you carnivore slime.
(gun firing)
- What?
- Oh, uh, sorry. That wasn't for you.
I'll get on that data tonight.
Now go home to your hot hunk of a husband.
It's your anniversary
and you're spending the whole time working
and talking to me.
- I'm actually heading over there right now.
We are spending the weekend up north
in a nice romantic lodge.
- Ah, now you're talking.
- But I still want that report as soon as you have it.
- Okay.
(phone chiming)
- Oh, okay, Dulcie
I gotta go. That's him.
- Yes, finally. Go have fun.
Ooh, your life is mine.
- Hey, honey, I'm heading over there right now.
- Great. We're almost there.
- Did you have a hard time convincing Amber?
- (laughs) Surprisingly, no.
- And you're sure your dad doesn't mind?
I don't wanna impose.
- It's not a problem.
We'll meet you there, okay?
- Okay.
- Love you.
- [Jill] I love you.
(keys clicking)
(message alert beeping)
(engine puttering)
(door clicking)
(doors thudding)
(footsteps shuffling)
- Hello?
- Oh, hey.
Are you ready to party with old grandpa?
- Oh, the joys.
- Oh, the angst.
If only there was a way to bottle and sell it.
- If only.
Hey, Dad.
- (laughs) Hey. Good to see you, son.
Welcome home.
- Thanks again for this.
- No, don't mention it.
Oh, the time alone will probably do the two
of you some good.
And I can handle a rebellious teenager. Raised you.
- Yeah. Look how I turned out.
- [Hayden] (laughs) Hey.
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(gentle music continues) (fire crackling)
- Smooth, Geoff.
Real smooth.
- [Geoff] Wow.
You've only got yourself to blame.
- (hisses) Wow, it's freezing.
- It's hot in here.
Let me warm you up.
(both laughing)
(thunder rumbling)
- Was that thunder?
- No, it's probably just a tree
that fell down somewhere or something.
Now where were we?
(both laughing)
- Maybe we should go inside.
- What? Over some wind.
I would like to make a toast.
(both laughing)
To us.
- To us.
(Geoff laughs)
Mm.
- Yeah. (phone ringing)
- Oh.
- You're not gonna pick that up now.
I mean, this moment. Now.
- It's my mom. I have to, you know she worries.
- I know she worries.
- Hello?
Hi, Mom. Stop it.
Oh, sorry. Not you, Mom.
You are so bad.
- You are so bad.
- I'll be right back.
- I'll be here.
- Sorry, Mum. Mm-hm, oh yeah.
Drive up was great.
(gentle upbeat music)
No, he hasn't popped any questions yet.
Will you stop it with that?
Look, we're at the cabin.
We're settled in for the night.
Will you please stop checking in on us?
We're fine.
(gentle upbeat music)
(thunder rumbling)
(suspenseful music)
(lightning crackling)
Seriously, Mom, I have to go.
I'll call you when we're heading back tomorrow. Okay?
I love you too. Bye.
(quiet dramatic music)
Geoff.
(dramatic music)
Oh my God, Geoff! No, no! (sobbing)
(thunder rumbling)
(lightning crackling) (Sasha?? Screaming)
(thunder rumbling)
(dramatic suspenseful music) (wind howling)
- [Reporter] This is the Possum K-789.
If you're driving up Highway 45,
there have been reports of heavy winds and flying ice.
That's right.
The caller reported flying ice, folks.
I suppose it's better
than last week's report of flying saucers.
Hey, hey, hey.
Can't wait to hear what will be flying next week.
(dramatic music) (ice crackling)
(glass crashing) (tires squealing)
(Jill gasps) (wind howling)
(dramatic music)
(thunder rumbling)
(phone ringing)
- Excuse me.
Hello?
What?
Where?
(ominous music)
Okay, I'll be right there.
Okay, bye.
- Everything okay?
- Yeah.
Uh, Jill went off the road just south of 8th line.
Do me a favor. Don't say anything to Amber.
I don't want her to worry.
- All right. You go.
- Amber?
- Yeah.
- Do you want anything from the store?
- Nah, I'm good.
(suspenseful music)
(tense dramatic music)
(car horn honking)
(brakes squeaking)
- [Owen] Jill, you okay?
- Yeah, I'm fine. Just a little bump.
- What happened?
- [Jill] Flying ice.
- [Owen] One of these things.
- Yeah. - Oh.
- And these ice spikes are everywhere.
- Come on, let's get you warm.
- Owen, I need to go back to the center tonight.
Figure out what's going on.
- Can't it wait till tomorrow. You need to eat and rest.
- Look, we need to find out what's happening
before anybody else gets hurt.
- Okay.
I'll call a tow for your car
and I'll drive you to the center.
- I also wanna keep one of these
and study the formation when we get back to the office.
We need to find a way to keep it cool.
- I have our lasagna in a cooler.
- Perfect. You can toss it and put the icicle in.
- Ouch.
- Or I can just eat it quickly.
- I'll get the cooler.
- Thanks.
- Hey, Jill. - Yeah.
- You look really beautiful.
Happy anniversary.
(gentle music)
(quiet tense music)
- Yeah. Okay.
Yeah. Okay, son.
I'm glad to hear she's okay.
I'll see you tomorrow.
(footsteps tapping)
Hey, just checking in.
Everything good?
- All good. Thanks, Grandpa.
Oh, is dad back yet?
And mom should be here by now too.
- Well, they decided to meet up
instead of her driving all the way out here to pick him up.
And they'll be back here tomorrow evening.
Just you and me, kid.
Lemme know if you need anything.
- Okay. Good night, Grandpa.
- [Hayden] Goodnight.
(gentle music)
- Not exactly how I wanted to spend the night,
but I guess it'll do.
- And that is why I fell in love with you.
(Owen laughs)
- Um, hi. Jill?
- Hey, Dulcie.
- Hello, hubby.
Oh, you brought the romantic meal to me.
That, that's really nice.
- I got into a car accident.
- Oh my gosh. Are you okay?
- I'm fine.
- But, what exactly are you doing here?
I'm the one on the night shift.
- I need you to get me all the predictive patterns
for the Northern Hemisphere over the next two days.
- Okay.
But can it wait till maybe after you visit the hospital?
- Show her.
- Show me what?
Oh, that looks very sharp.
- Yeah.
I mean, it's been so blustery
and there hasn't been much snow coupled with a...
- She hit her head. I'm a little worried.
- Oh, that, that's normal.
I'll get the data.
(footsteps tapping) (dramatic music)
(dramatic suspenseful music)
Okay.
Predicted patterns over the two days.
- Thank you.
You know, when I was driving it got really windy
and then I got hit by that ice spike strong enough
to shatter the windshield of my car.
They were all over the road.
- Well, that's what must have hit the data recorder.
- Yeah.
And if these temperature readings
from the recorder are correct,
then the winds at ground level are...
(ominous music)
Oh my God.
(phone buzzing)
- Oh.
Hello.
No.
No, (sighs) no, Jill, I-
- [Jill] Monty, I need you here now.
- (sighs) Okay.
(Monty sighs)
(Monty groaning)
- Minus 120 Celsius, Monty.
That's how cold the winds are.
- Celsius, what's that in Fahrenheit?
- [All] Minus 20.
- Yeah. That's impossible.
- Improbable, but-
- Not impossible.
- Then there's something wrong with the equipment.
- I was there. It happened.
I mean, these winds are intensely powerful
and they're hitting dangerously low temperatures.
Something massive is creating these ice spikes
and launching them like missiles.
Other people are gonna get hurt.
Monty, these elements are in line
with my theory of volatile weather.
- Don't start with that, Jill.
And that icicle could have flown off a transport truck
for all you know.
- There were no trucks, Monty.
It came flying out of the sky.
I mean the patterns of the winds, the reports of the vortex.
- Apparent reports. We have no visual confirmation.
- Yes we do. The ice fishermen.
- Yeah, I read his statement.
He was inebriated
and he's got a history of causing trouble with that sheriff.
- Monty, I'm telling you,
if these types of winds or tornadoes continue to form,
and if those reports are accurate,
we need to issue a statement,
a warning to the people to prepare for the worst.
- I'll take it under advisement.
- Under advisement.
(Jill sighs)
- And there she goes.
- Yeah.
- [Jill] Monty.
- Knock first.
- Seriously, Monty, we need to warn people.
When are you gonna start trusting me?
- Jill, do not tell me how to do my job.
The last thing we need is a mass panic on our hands.
And we have absolutely no proof of a winter tornado.
As far as I know they don't exist.
Now I will look at the data,
I will consult with my colleagues
and we will consider the correct course of action, okay?
First thing tomorrow, I promise.
- Monty!
- Jill, I am not gonna order a massive evacuation based
on your extreme weather theories.
- They know we can hear them. Right?
- Not an evacuation, a shelter in place mandate.
- I am sorry you had a car accident. I really am.
But you have no concrete proof
it had anything to do with abnormal weather.
And I have seen nothing here tonight
that warrants extreme action.
Now it's 1:00 AM, I am going home
to get whatever few hours of sleep I can.
You should too.
(dark tense music) (Jill sighs)
- Hey. Dulcie found us a blanket.
We could set it up on the couch out there.
Nice outfit.
- Yeah. My husband forgot to pack me pj's.
And this is the comfiest thing I found in the overnight bag.
- Mm.
Well, I didn't think that we would need our pj's
on a romantic anniversary weekend.
- Yeah, that's not exactly the night we had planned, is it?
- No.
I'm just happy we're together though.
- Yeah. Hey, did you call your dad?
- I did.
And as a precaution,
he will get Amber to pack up after breakfast
and they will make their way over here.
- Thank you.
- Come on, let's get some rest.
- Oh, in a bit.
I just, I wanna go over this data one more time.
I mean, something in here doesn't make sense
unless my thesis is correct.
So I've called to correlate the findings
with the police department, airports, hospitals,
and the fluctuations in the weather are unlike
any we've ever seen.
So either all of the equipment is suddenly faulty
or there's something very worrisome going on here.
And these icicles,
they were not formed on a truck
or a building like Monty suggests.
Look, a normal icicle is formed
by water dripping down
and the formation and patterns would suggest that.
But this one?
This one's different.
I mean, the patterns suggest a circular motion
as though they were formed in a spinning cycle.
- Like a tornado.
- Exactly.
- Has anything like this ever been seen before?
- No. But it has been theorized.
- Your thesis.
- Yeah.
- So what do we do next?
- I mean it's, it's all theoretical,
but from the information I do have,
I mean, this storm is gonna continue
to gain momentum and grow.
Right now it's forming small fluctuations
causing short-lived ice twisters.
But by tomorrow night,
if these predictive patterns are correct,
then it could cause a superstorm,
destroying everything in its path.
We need to convince Monty. I, I should call him again.
- Would you (laughs) take a moment?
It's the middle of the night.
Monty will be back in a few hours.
We need to all get some rest and then you can look at it
with fresh eyes in the morning.
- I can't, I-
- 15 Minutes.
You're tired.
You need to get some rest.
- Okay. Maybe 15 minutes.
- Mm-hm. Let's go.
- Oh, um, we forgot something.
- [Owen] Huh?
(keys clicking)
(light upbeat music)
Oh (laughs).
- Happy anniversary.
(gentle music)
- Aw.
Hey, do you think all of this is happening
because I made lasagna instead of spaghetti?
♪ I've never been
- 100%
♪ In love like this
- Aw, I'm making spaghetti next year.
- [Jill] Well you better.
♪ They say love is blind
♪ You're the one that I do adore ♪
♪ I've got you on my mind
(wind whooshing)
- Well that about does it.
- Thanks, this will keep me warm
through the better part of the winter.
- And the Missus?
- Well, there's no warm in that frigid-
- Be kind, Hicks.
- "Be kind," he says.
Not everyone's a saint like your Mary was.
God rest her soul.
- (laughs) How are things down at the propane plant?
About ready to retire yet?
- Three months and I'm a free man.
- Congrats. You earned it.
- Hey, I found something that you might want to see.
A case of dynamite from back in the old mining days.
(case thudding)
- What are you doing with that?
You driving around with it?
- Well, but-
- Dynamite can be extremely unstable
if left in the elements.
I mean, who knows what kind of conditions it's been kept in.
What'd you find it?
- Doing some scavenging looking for scrap to turn over.
I figured you'd know what to do with it.
The last thing we need is a bunch
of kids getting their hands on it.
- Yeah. Now we gotta store this safely.
I've got a metal crate we can can store it in.
- Great.
- Next time call me
before you pack your truck full of dynamite.
It's dangerous and unstable.
- Just like the Missus. - Yeah.
(lid thudding)
Whoa. Easy.
I don't wanna leave the earth just yet. (groans)
Hey, you notice anything about the weather?
- It's cold. What else is there?
- Oh, my daughter-in-law says
there's some strange weather patterns up here.
- Like that tornado Harold's been raving about.
Says he's got footage of it on poor Gene's phone,
God rest his soul.
Haven't seen it,
but some guys at the plant have and they say it's for real.
- He's got video of the tornado.
- That's the rumor.
- Know where I can find Harold right now?
- For sure. He's working the morning shift.
Do you wanna pop by the plant?
- Yeah. Yeah.
My granddaughter will be sleeping for a while yet.
I got some time.
Just gimme a minute to put this away
and I'll leave her a note.
(careful music)
- [Hicks] Do you want a hand with that?
- Yeah.
- [Hicks] Oh!
- I thought you said you wanted to make retirement.
Geez.
(gentle music)
- Hey there, Beautiful.
- (sighs) Ow.
What time is it?
- 7:00. You're gonna have a bruise there.
Here.
Good morning.
- Good morning.
(cups clinking)
That was longer than 15 minutes.
Is your dad on his way?
- Amber's still sleeping.
He said they'd be on the road by 9:00.
- And where's Monty?
- I think he's in his office.
I heard something about a meeting.
- I should get ready.
- Um, Jill.
- Look, I know that you're worried about me, but I'm fine.
I promise I do not need to get checked.
- I know. That's not what I was gonna say.
Toothbrush.
- (laughs) You're the best. Thanks.
(gentle music)
- Ah, I know.
(bright thoughtful music)
- Perfect.
(marker scraping)
(engine puttering) (upbeat music)
(doors thudding)
(sighs)
Hi, guys. - Hi.
- Morning, grumpy buns.
Amber, you remember Lexi, Trey and Mark?
- Uh, yeah. Hi.
- How you doing?
- Good.
Really good.
- Are you ready?
We're going for a cruise and you're coming with.
- Trey's not so bad once you get used to the smell.
(all laughing)
(throat clearing)
- Yeah, let's do this.
- Your chariot, ma'am.
- Where are we going?
- My parents have a little lodge
about a quarter mile that way.
There was a couple stayed up there this week,
but they're supposed to take off this morning.
Apparently they were getting engaged.
- Aw, that's sweet.
- Yeah. Maybe left some alcohol behind for us to find.
- Mm, how romantic.
(gentle music)
(doors thudding)
- A tornado over snow cover.
It's, It's virtually impossible.
Twisters are made up of warm winds, not freezing cold air.
And snowfall always occurs after the fact
when temperatures fall.
- That's not entirely true.
The winds have been humid
and the flash freezing has kept the ice exactly as it is.
- But the winds are always traveling south, aren't they?
So for it to be unstable,
they'd have to be traveling north too.
There's never been such a thing
as a winter twister made of ice.
Sounds ludicrous.
- I've been up all night.
- What about the snow tornado in Russia?
- Or Oklahoma In 1975.
- The one in Oklahoma was only near freezing temperatures.
Not record breaking lows.
- Well, maybe this is more like a cyclone or a typhoon.
- Cyclones and typhoons are tropical weather phenomena.
- Mrs. Sanders, correct?
- Yes.
- I'd like to hear your input.
I was a big supporter of your theory.
Not everyone dismissed it.
Interesting approach and important to consider
in these unprecedented times of global temperature shifts.
Please, continue.
- Thank you.
Well, winter storms have occurred in the summer.
So why not the other way around?
I mean, just because it hasn't happened,
it doesn't mean that it can't.
- No, that's exactly what it means.
- She has a point, Monty.
We need to consider the possibilities.
- Possibility? Of what?
That this combination of sub-zero temperatures and-
- And the a hundred mile per hour winds-
- And the moisture off the frozen bodies of water-
- Is creating some kind of cyclone made of ice?
- An icyclone.
- Has a nice ring to it.
- Super.
- Um, do you have the images from the satellites
for the wind currents?
- Yeah. Right here.
- Uh, what are you doing, Jill?
- I'll put it up on the screen.
So these are all the places
that registered deep freezes and high winds.
Don't you see it?
- [Monty] See what?
- Well, the wind currents registered in this direction
and it continues and continues.
- Oh God.
- We are looking at a catastrophic event.
We need to warn people now.
- I'm not doing anything
until we have concrete visual confirmation
that a twister at Little Lake even occurred.
- Excuse me.
You guys might want to watch this.
- Watch what?
- My father just sent me this video.
It was recorded on the phone of the ice fisherman that died.
(eerie music)
- Good afternoon.
We are issuing a warning to the Northern Lakes regions
for an extended period of volatile weather,
including frigid temperatures and intense winds,
not excluding the possibility of a category nine superstorm.
(Harold groans)
- Geez, you could turn the heat up a little.
- Heat has been working overtime. It's just really cold.
- Brr.
(eerie music)
Turn that up.
- We believe we are dealing with a super cell icyclone,
one that is pulling its energy from the moist ice and snow.
We're looking at the potential
for intense short-lived tornadoes made of freezing air and-
- That's what I've been talking about.
- Incredible. - That's what
I've been telling everybody about.
That's why it's so cold.
- Super cell systems have been known to spawn dozens,
even hundreds of tornadoes in a 24 hour period.
- That's what killed Gene.
- Powerful EF-5s.
We fear this storm has the potential
to produce a monster twister,
possibly an EF-7 or larger.
(quiet tense music)
- Hey, Owen,
can you call your dad again
and make sure he is on his way with Amber?
I want them out of there now.
According to these readings
that superstorm is gonna hit tonight.
- I will. He should be back home.
I'm sure they'll be on the road shortly.
Let me try him. - Okay. Thanks.
- We are recommending immediate action to take cover
for all counties in the Northern Lakes regions,
including Pine Lake, Vail River and Morgan Summit.
I urge you to stay indoors.
Take shelter.
Stay warm.
Stay safe.
Thank you.
(quiet suspenseful music)
(Monty sighs)
(engine puttering)
(door thudding)
(quiet dramatic music)
- Amber!
Amber, we gotta go.
(dramatic suspenseful music)
♪ Ain't nobody like it
♪ That's the kind??
♪ Ain't nobody like it there
♪ Be there when
♪ Ain't nobody like it there
♪ That's the kind of
♪ Ask him somethin'
♪ Why she gotta ask he gotta leave ♪
(door thudding)
- [Amber] Thanks.
- If the love birds aren't still here.
- Maybe we'll get a fun show. You think?
- Mm, don't be such a pig.
- Hello?
Anyone here?
If so, you have visitors, you better be dressed.
- We come seeking liquid nourishment.
- Guys, they haven't left, their stuff, it's all still here.
- Maybe they went for a hike or something.
Warm enough now. Come on, we should go.
- And what are we supposed to do?
- There's a hot tub out back if anyone wants to take a dip.
- Yeah, because I totally brought a bathing suit
with me under this.
- Who says you need a bathing suit?
- You do. That's for sure.
- Don't body shame me.
There's a whole bunch of bathing suits in the, in the chest.
- What if the people staying here come back.
- Tell 'em the owner's here doing a routine inspection.
- Yeah, a routine inspection
of what Jasmine's wearing underneath her winter gear.
- Let me show you what we got.
Heads up.
- I am not wearing someone else's bathing suit.
Plus red is not my color.
- I can rock this bikini.
- Last one in, drinks the first glass.
- (sighs) Okay.
(thoughtful music)
- You wanna take a dip?
- Not really.
It's gonna be so awkward when they return
and we've totally invaded their space.
- Yeah.
You're probably right.
Maybe we should make some of this popcorn
as a peace offering in case they return.
- Popcorn does sound pretty good.
Okay.
- Hayden? What do you mean Amber's not there?
- Uh, she left a note saying she went out with some friends.
She didn't tell me she was leaving.
- Okay, um, we'll try her cell.
Just stay put in case she comes back and we'll come to you.
We'll be there as soon as we can.
- I heard the announcement on the radio.
Is it as bad as they say it is?
(quiet tense music)
- It's worse.
(phone ringing)
- You can answer that.
- It's okay. It's just my mom checking up on me.
I'll call her back later.
(thunder rumbling)
What was that?
- Sounded like thunder. Weird.
(thunder crashing)
- Okay, that's definitely lightning.
- Lightning in the winter?
- Maybe we should think about heading back.
- It's pretty windy right now.
Might be better if we wait it out here.
And it's warm.
We have snacks.
- Yeah.
You're right.
- So,
you thought about where you're going to college?
- (sighs) I don't know.
My parents have been really pushing me,
but I haven't figured it out.
- I mean, just choose the school you like best and apply.
- I don't even know what I want to study yet.
I mean, I love art and design and stuff like that.
- Okay, so why don't you study that?
- Because my mom wants me to study science.
That's what I excel at. That's what she says.
- You should follow your heart.
Not what your mom wants you to do.
- What are you gonna do?
(thunder roaring)
- It's okay.
(Lexi screaming)
- Oh my God.
(wind whooshing)
- [Mark] What the hell happened to them?
- Is that a giant icicle?
- We need to call an ambulance.
- An ambulance?
They're dead, Lexi.
Call the morgue.
(wind roaring)
- Guys, what's that sound?
(wind roaring)
(all screaming)
- [Trey] Get inside, now!
(all screaming) (wind roaring)
- My arm. - We need to go!
Come on! Get up!
We gotta go!
Quick! Quick! (all screaming)
(glass crashing) (Jasmine whimpering)
- Trey! Go help her!
(wind roaring)
Trey!
(ominous music)
(all screaming)
Wait. I need to get her.
I need to get her, okay. Okay?
Come on!
(wind roaring) (all screaming)
- He's gone! He's gone.
- I know!
(all screaming) (thunder roaring)
Lexi!
Lexi, come here!
- [Lexi] No.
- You can do this.
Come on.
You can do this.
Come on. Come on.
- [Amber] We need to go, too.
- One, go, go. - One, two, three.
- [Mark] Go!
(thunder roaring) (glass crashing)
Shit!
(thunder roaring)
(all whimpering)
- Okay, we should be safe in here.
There aren't any windows.
Does anyone have their phone on them?
I left mine in my backpack in the car.
- Shit. I left mine in the kitchen.
It's on the counter.
- Oh, and where would I keep it, Mark?
This swimsuit doesn't exactly have pockets.
- I don't have it. I must have dropped it.
I don't know.
- I'm gonna go get mine.
- No, it's too dangerous.
- Ah!
- Your arm.
- Ah, it's fine.
I need to get something for her leg.
There's her first aid kit in the kitchen.
- By the popcorn.
I'll go get it.
- Wait.
(Amber groans)
Take this for cover.
(dramatic music)
- You serious?
I'm gonna die.
(dramatic music)
- Good luck.
(Amber sighs)
- Be right back.
(dramatic suspenseful music)
(door clicking) (dramatic suspenseful music)
(thunder crashing) (dramatic suspenseful music)
(glass crashing)
(door clicking)
- Are you okay?
- Yeah.
- Do you have the phone?
- No, uh, things got kinda crazy.
I got this.
- Wrap your leg.
- What were those things?
Flying icicles?
- That's what it looked like to me.
- What do we do now?
- We wait it out here
until someone comes looking for us, that's for sure.
But we're safe in the bathroom.
- I don't think we should stay here.
- Wait, why not? I am not going out there.
- This could be the beginning of something bigger.
- What? What are you saying?
Why would you think that?
- Oh, I don't know. Maybe the ice shards?
The heavy wind? The thunder?
The lightning?
These are weather patterns that we've never seen before
at this time of year.
- Since when did you become the weather girl?
(dramatic music)
- Just because I don't want to follow in my mom's footsteps,
it doesn't mean that I'm not good at science.
This is all the stuff that she wrote about in her thesis.
She talked about it all the time.
Volatile weather in the wake of global warming.
We need to get off this mountain now.
(dramatic suspenseful music)
(engine roaring)
(doors thudding)
- No one's taking cover.
I mean, why isn't anybody taking this seriously?
Doesn't anybody care?
- Maybe they don't think that there's a real threat.
- Yeah, well, that's a big mistake.
Owen, we need to convince them.
- Okay, you try and reach Amber again.
I'll go see what I can do.
- Okay.
(phone ringing)
- Owen. Owen Sanders.
Just in town visiting your dad.
- Yeah, something like that.
- Deputy Finn. Owen Sanders.
- [Finn] Owen.
- Deputy. - Pleasure.
(phone ringing)
- Oh, come on. Where are you?
- Sheriff, why aren't you telling everyone to take cover?
Didn't you see the warning?
- I saw the warning.
But you know us small town folks, tough as nails.
Not gonna be pushed around by a little bad weather.
We'll find cover when and if it's needed.
- Henry, you gotta listen to me.
You need to get these people someplace safe, now.
- What's gotten into you, son?
We've gotten through hard times before.
- I am serious, Sheriff.
This isn't just some bad weather that we're dealing with.
- Hey, Dulcie.
- Jill, there's been pockets of icyclone storm activity
in remote areas all day.
But the super cell is starting to take form.
Internal wind speeds are already registering
at 380 miles per hour.
The updraft is pulling in a lot of moisture.
It's beginning right now and it's heading straight for town.
- Oh my God.
I'll call you back.
(dramatic suspenseful music)
It's gonna hit any minute.
We need to get these people to find cover now.
- Henry, trust me,
you've never seen anything like this before.
You need to get these people someplace safe.
- Tim, go tell the boys.
- But, Sheriff- - Go on, boy.
(dramatic suspenseful music)
- Thank you.
- Now exactly what's going on.
(wind roaring)
(dramatic suspenseful music)
- Run!
(icicle thudding) (Finn groaning)
- Finn!
(dramatic suspenseful music)
- You okay? - Yeah.
We gotta get outta here.
- Yeah, we do.
(dramatic suspenseful music)
(wind roaring)
- What do we do?
- Get as many people to safety as you can.
- Where are you two going?
- To find our kid.
(dramatic suspenseful music) (glass crashing)
- [Owen] Keep your head down.
(Jill panting)
(dramatic suspenseful music) (people screaming)
(wind roaring) (ice shattering)
(tires squealing)
(dramatic suspenseful music)
- I think it's over.
I haven't heard a sound in at least 10 minutes.
We should go.
- Yeah.
- Are you sure?
- Yeah. Mark's right.
This is our window.
Come on. I got you, Jas.
- Guys!
This sounds like a stupid idea.
- Look, Lex, if you want to stay, fine,
but we're leaving.
So either come with us
or take your chance spending the night here alone.
(quiet tense music) (floorboards creaking)
No, Jasmine, don't.
(ominous music)
- Let's find your clothes.
(quiet tense music)
- What kind of storm could have done this?
- I don't know.
- Your phone.
(quiet tense music)
- We can't just leave them here.
- We'll come back for them.
I promise.
(quiet tense music)
You should find your jacket.
I'm gonna go get the keys to the Jeep.
(suspenseful music)
(dramatic music)
- (sighs) Well that sucks.
- We're not getting outta here that way.
- Great. I still don't have service.
- Well, what do we do now?
- Well, we still need to find another way outta here.
- [Jasmine] Oh.
- [Amber] Keep going.
- This might be an option.
Who can drive?
- I can.
- We need to get helmets and keys. Maybe in the shed.
- [Amber] Come on.
- I'm gonna ride with you guys.
- Okay.
(dramatic suspenseful music) (engines roaring)
(wind roaring) (ice shattering)
(engines roaring) (dramatic suspenseful music)
(quiet tense music)
- Amber!
- [Owen] Amber!
- She's not back yet.
- Have you heard anything? Anything at all?
- Mm-mm.
- Owen, can you try to call her again?
(phone ringing)
No answer.
(phone ringing)
(engines roaring) (dramatic music)
- [Lexi] Why are we stopping?
- We finally have service.
(phone ringing)
- Hello, Amber.
- Hello, Dad.
- Amber, where are you?
- She's okay?
- Dad, we are right by the swarm right now.
I can barely hear you.
- Okay sweetheart, we're gonna get you home.
Who are you with?
- I'm with Lexi, Jasmine and Mark.
One of our friends, Trey, he didn't make it.
(voice crackling)
- Amber you're, you're breaking up. Where are you exactly?
- I don't know! Actually...
- Amber, you're breaking up. - Remember that old spot?
- You're breaking up. - Where the hunters
and hikers park. - Amber.
- You need to find someplace safe to hide out
until the storm passes.
- Below the ridge. The mines.
- I don't know if we have time.
Maybe we should just go back.
- You can't go back. There are more tornadoes forming.
You need to get to the mines now and hide out.
- Okay, Mom. I love you.
- You're breaking up, baby.
You're breaking up.
- I love you.
Let's go.
(wind howling) (somber music)
- [Lexi] We need to just head home.
- Lexi, there's no time. Follow us.
- [Lexi] I'm going home.
Jasmine, you coming with me?
- [Jasmine] I'm going like them.
- [Lexi] Suit yourself.
(wind howling) (ominous music)
(engines roaring)
(wind howling) (dramatic music)
(dramatic suspenseful music)
(ice crashing)
(Lexi screaming)
- No!
Go, go, go!
(engine roaring) (wind roaring)
(dramatic suspenseful music)
(wind howling)
(ominous music)
(engine rumbling)
(dramatic suspenseful music)
(door thudding)
(footsteps shuffling)
(all panting)
- [Mark] Is everyone okay?
- We're safe down here.
We just have to wait it out.
- What do we do now?
- I'm gonna call my parents.
- Okay, honey, stay there
and don't move until we come and get you.
Okay.
We love you.
Bye.
They made it to the mines. They're safe.
- (sighs) Thank God.
Okay, Dulcie, gimme some good news.
- The satellites are showing 18
to potentially 20 active ice tornadoes.
And one of them looks like the monster we've been expecting.
It's by Mount Lewis.
- That's where Amber is. She says she saw multiple twisters.
- There's more.
There's an airflow from the south coming quickly
that's gonna make this super icyclone stable.
Unless we can find a miraculous way to stop it,
it's gonna ravage through the state
and destroy everything in its path.
- Is there any way to estimate the trajectory based
on the current wind trends and the data that you have?
- Uh, possibly.
- Okay. Do what you can.
- Jill, it's Monty.
You need to get your family out of there now.
- I'm not going anywhere without my daughter.
- Theoretically, is there any way to stop this?
- I don't know. Maybe.
Send me the info.
- Okay. - We're on it.
(thunder rumbling)
- Well this ought to get us through the night.
Hey, Amber's safe in that mine.
She's gonna be just fine.
You raised a smart kid.
- Maybe tonight.
But what about tomorrow?
This icyclone's gonna continue to grow
and once it's at full size,
it's gonna destroy everything in its path.
- What do you think we should do, Jill?
(quiet tense music)
- I don't know.
- Yes, you do.
This is what you do.
You predicted this years ago.
- Theory is very different than reality.
- Your theories, Jill.
If anyone can figure this out, it's you.
Tell us what to do.
Tell us how to save this town.
(quiet suspenseful music)
- I have an idea.
Get me a pen, some paper and some coffee.
- Coffee coming up.
- Okay, Jill, we can see you.
- You're all on.
I want everyone to see this.
So the icyclone system is using intense freezing winds
to pull moisture from the ground and flash freeze it
into those killer icicles
that we've all become acquainted with.
Everything in the center is frozen and moving fast.
So theoretically, I mean, the answers should be simple.
- I'm not following.
(coffee mug thuds)
- Coffee?
- Hot coffee, heat.
We need an intense source of heat
in the eye of the super cell
to raise temperatures high enough to stop the freezing
and put a huge dent into this thing
before it grows any bigger.
- And then with its form damaged, it will fall apart?
- If we can heat enough of it,
then the mass may lose its power supply
and lose enough momentum to disband.
- But what could we light on fire that would be big enough?
- And be in the eye of the super cell.
- Dulcie?
- Yeah, on it.
- Dad, how many of your neighbors
around here have propane tanks?
- All of them.
But propane tanks? They aren't gonna cut it.
But...
- Good news.
- What?
- Something extremely flammable we can light on fire
in the eye of the super cell.
- The propane plant.
- Ground zero.
- That's perfect.
- and I have some dynamite we could set
to make sure it lights up the night sky.
- Dynamite?
- Yes, ma'am. And enough of it to do what we need it to do.
- Uh, will it work?
- It might.
Dulcie, can you run the scenario through the model?
- Okay. On it.
- So if this doesn't work?
- Monty, it's the best chance we've got.
- Okay, if we can get the fire hot enough
and the tornado doesn't put it out,
then, yeah, we have a chance to stop it.
But we need to work fast.
The storm is gonna be directly above the propane plant
in a few hours.
- Okay, you keep an eye on the satellite imaging
and let us know if anything changes.
- On it.
- Jill.
- Yeah.
- Good luck.
- Thanks.
(wind howling)
- It was a good idea of bringing us here.
(Amber sighs)
You saved our lives.
How did you know about this place anyway?
- I was obsessed with these mines when I was a kid.
My parents, they used to take us on this big hike. (groans)
- How is it?
- It's fine.
- And you?
How are you? Are you okay?
- I'm okay.
I'm not worried about us anymore.
I'm worried about my family.
They're just down the mountain where that thing is headed.
- If anyone knows how to get through this,
it's your mother, right?
And, and isn't your grandpa like some big, tough guy?
If I was to be anywhere, I'd wanna be with your family.
- (laughs) You think that my grandpa's a big, tough guy.
- I do.
I remember meeting him at the Christmas school concert.
His biceps were as big as my thighs.
(Amber laughs)
I remember a lot about you.
I remember that
you used to wear your hair in a ponytail
every Monday, though I was not sure why.
- I just hate Mondays.
I have another excuse. I'm lazy.
(both laughing)
- [Mark] Me too.
(wind whooshing)
(alarm beeping) (gate scraping)
- Thanks for this, Hicks. If this goes wrong.
- Uh, I like to live dangerously.
On the upside, I get to retire three months early.
(radio chattering) (doors thudding)
- I hope we don't regret this.
- Just remember, the explosives can be unpredictable,
so be careful when you're handling them.
(phone ringing)
- Hello.
- Jill, it's close. Do you hear me?
- Uh, Dulcie, I, I could barely hear you.
- [Dulcie] Well, we've lost more-
- What?
- The power is becoming unstable here.
I'm not sure how much longer we can track this.
- Dulcie, I, I can't hear you. Hello?
- Can you hear me? Jill!
Oh no.
- Hello.
(electricity crackling)
(power whooshing) (Dulcie sighs)
(somber music) (emergency power clicking)
I lost her.
Okay.
Keep your eyes open.
If you see anything at all,
use these radios and let us know immediately.
Got it?
- Yes ma'am.
- Be careful.
- You too.
(dramatic music)
(somber music)
(door thudding)
(engine roaring) (dramatic music)
(thunder rumbling)
(dramatic suspenseful music)
We better make this fast.
(quiet tense music) (footsteps tapping)
- We lost contact with Jill.
What should we do?
- I'll tell you what I'm gonna do.
I'm gonna go back and sit in my office,
open the last of the good scotch
and say a prayer.
You're welcome to join me.
(quiet tense music)
(dramatic music)
- You think the explosion will be big enough?
- I'm not sure. I've never killed a tornado before.
But my wife sure thinks so.
She's the smartest person I know, Sheriff.
Let's keep going.
(Hayden panting)
- I think she's just about ready.
- Oh, she's ready, all right.
This plant's gonna be as fiery as my old lady
when I come home after a night of heavy drinking,
which is more often than I cared to admit.
(Hayden laughs)
(thunder rumbling) (dramatic music)
- It's here, Owen.
It's here.
- Copy that. It's time we get outta here.
Owen, you ready?
- Almost finished.
- [Jill] I'll meet you at the gate in two minutes.
- You betcha.
(dramatic suspenseful music)
(guns firing)
- (sighs) I'm just distracting myself
with some zombie killing.
- Mind if I join you?
- Oh, um, sure.
Here, you sit down.
(quiet intriguing music)
Just mash the A button and I'll guide you.
Okay? Go, go, go, go.
- Uh, come on, bullets! You should hit him right!
- You've played this before, haven't you?
- Hm.
(wind roaring) (dramatic music)
- Dad, you all set?
- Just about. Hicks, quit your dilly dallying!
- I'm comin', boss. Some things never change.
(thunder roaring) (dramatic music)
- Take cover!
(ice rattling)
(Hicks groaning)
Hicks!
(dramatic music)
Hicks!
- The detonator!
- I'll get it!
(dramatic suspenseful music)
(ice whooshing) (sheriff groaning)
- Sheriff!
(dramatic music)
- No, no!
(sheriff screaming) (icicles clattering)
(dramatic music)
The detonator's been destroyed.
- What do we do?
- We gotta get somewhere safe. That's a priority now, son.
Let's move!
(dramatic suspenseful music)
(icicles clattering)
(Hayden grunting)
(Hayden grunts) (dramatic music)
- Dad, you okay?
Come on. Let's get you outta here.
Come on.
- I'm not going anywhere, son.
The detonator's gone.
Somebody has to lay it manually.
- We can't be anywhere near this place when it goes off.
- You're right. You can't.
So get outta here while you still can.
I'll light the dynamite.
Get your wife to safety and go find your daughter.
- Dad, no.
- [Hayden] Yes. (groans)
- Dad, we gotta get you to the hospital.
- No time, Owen. I don't do this there won't be a hospital.
I'm not coming out of this.
Now, I'm not asking you, son. I'm telling you.
Go! I'll finish things up here.
- No!
- Your family is waiting for your, son.
(dramatic music) (Owen sobbing)
(thunder rumbling)
(dramatic suspenseful music)
- Owen, it's Jill. Where are you?
We need to go.
Owen, I'm at the The gate.
Where are you? We need to go now.
(dramatic suspenseful music)
Owen?
(sighs) Dammit.
(dramatic suspenseful music)
(engine rumbling) (dramatic music)
(icicles rattling)
Owen!
(dramatic music)
Where's Hayden?
Where is he?
- We gotta go.
(dramatic music)
(engine rumbling)
(wind whooshing)
(Hayden panting)
(gun clicking) (dramatic music)
(dramatic triumphant music)
(dramatic suspenseful music)
(thunder rumbling)
- All right, you vicious son of a bitch! You come get me.
(Hayden panting) (dramatic music)
(tornado rumbling)
(gun firing)
(explosion booming)
(fire roaring) (tires squealing)
(quiet tense music)
(rain drumming)
(electricity whirring)
- Oh!
They did it.
Jill and Owen did it.
- Ah, ah, ah. - Okay, okay.
(glasses clinking)
(Monty laughs)
(both sighing)
(computer game beeps)
- I won.
- We won. (laughs)
(both sighing)
(computer beeps)
(engine rumbling)
(car horn honks)
- [Jill] Amber?
- Mom.
(gentle music)
- Amber.
- Mom! Dad!
Dad.
I am so sorry.
- For what?
- For everything.
Where's Grandpa?
- Oh, honey.
(gentle music)
Thank you for taking care of our daughter.
- Mark.
And to be honest, your daughter can take care of herself.
She saved my life.
- We make a great team.
- Are you hurt? - Yeah.
- I'm so sorry for how I've been acting lately.
I really wanna make you proud. (sobbing)
- Honey, I am always proud of you.
Come here.
(gentle music)
Now let's go home.
(gentle music)
(dramatic suspenseful music)
(dramatic suspenseful music continues)
(pensive music)