(suspenseful music)
(eagle screams)
(tense orchestral music)
(Lucy pants)
(Lucy screams)
[Ben] Over there, to your right!
Put your foot there!
Climb back up and wait at the top.
Lucy, please! (Lucy screams)
(tense orchestral music continues)
I got you. I got you.
(Ben screams)
(Lucy screams)
(dark orchestral music)
(eagle screams)
(dark orchestral music continues)
(horns honk)
(David sighs)
Our bathing suits?
(chuckles) Check. In your suitcase.
Mm.
Toiletries?
Check. Toothbrush and toothpaste in the carry-on.
- The rest is in my bag. - Mm-hm.
Passports and visas?
(Lucy giggles)
You have the originals. I have the copies.
- Ooh, copies? - Mm-hm.
You made copies, huh?
You name it, I copied it.
(Lucy giggles)
Oh, no.
What?
[Lucy] Oh, no. Oh, no.
- Shit. - Hey, what's wrong?
[Lucy] My pills.
- What, the pill? - No, my Xanax.
(sighs) I can't get on the plane without it.
We need to go back.
David, I'm serious. We need to go back.
But, um, what about these?
Oh, my God.
They were on my side of the bed.
You bastard, letting me sweat like that!
Oh, you know.
(phone rings) (David sighs)
Hello? This is David.
Mm-hm. We are on our way to the airport.
(warm orchestral music)
(plane engines roar)
(distant chatter in foreign language)
We are completely prepared for this.
Just double check the charges under the evidence.
It's in section two and 331.
Well, yes, I did my homework.
(birds chirp) (gate squeaks)
Keep your eyes closed, please.
Eyes closed. (Lucy giggles)
Yeah.
Here we go. Just here.
No. No peeping!
Come on. (Lucy chuckles)
All right.
[Lucy] Can I open now?
Yeah.
Wow! (David chuckles)
Ah, since we could only get away for five days,
I thought we should splurge.
It's beautiful.
"Mr. and Mrs. St. James"? (chuckles)
I know, it's funny, right? Yeah.
I guess over here, they just assume
that if you share a hotel room, you must be married.
Yeah.
(distant chatter) (distant mellow music)
(camera motor whirs)
Ma'am?
Are you sure you don't want anything to drink?
- A cocktail, perhaps? - No, thanks.
I'll wait for my husband.
What kind of gentleman would make a lady wait?
(Lucy chuckles)
Don't worry, I'm a big girl. Thanks a lot.
(patrons chatter) (mellow music)
(camera bleeps)
(camera clacks)
Specialty of the house.
Actually, it's Chinese.
Thank you.
It's from the gentleman sitting over there.
Hang on. Could you just say that again?
I didn't quite hear.
Mm-hm.
Really?
Okay, I got it. Yeah, that's amazing.
Forward it to me and I'll take a look at it,
tomorrow morning.
Okay, bye.
(phone bleeps)
We won!
They have to pay 1.3 million.
Great.
Mm-hm.
So, it's um,
midnight.
That makes it your, uh...
Happy birthday.
Lucy...
Will you marry me?
(Lucy chuckles)
Excuse me, madam. Can I ask you something?
Oh, I'm so sorry.
Uh, I can come back later. Is-
No, no, no. It's okay, really.
It's fine.
I just wanted to know, uh, well,
the man who sat over there earlier, is it a friend of yours?
No. No idea.
Oh, I'm so sorry.
I'll leave you alone, then and I'm sorry
I interrupted your evening and, uh, I'm sorry.
(chuckles) No, no. Hey, uh, wait.
What about this guy?
- Oh, nothing, sir. (chuckles) - Well, you asked about him.
So, I guess you had a reason.
Um...
You better explain. He won't let you off that easy.
He's a lawyer.
Well, I'm really sorry,
but the man disappeared without paying.
Ah-Hah.
[Waitress] Nevermind. (chuckles)
Sorry. I really have no idea who he was.
Just forgive me. (chuckles)
Thank you.
Oh, geez.
I can't leave you alone for five minutes, can I?
(Lucy chuckles)
(distant singing in foreign language)
Now, look into the camera.
Dead serious.
(phone rings)
Hello? This is David.
Oh, hi, Kelly.
Yeah, I'm great, thanks. Yeah, you must be work...
(melancholy piano music)
Okay, yeah. Mm-hm, I understand.
Okay.
Well, there's nothing we can do about it.
Okay, yeah. Thanks.
Same to you.
You know the sunlight here really agrees with you?
You're a handsome man.
Even if you have that serious look on your face.
Lucy, I can't come.
I can't go on the tour.
(melancholy piano music continues)
The board has set up a video conference
and they've asked me to be in on it.
(camera motor whines)
Can you just, um, turn the on the camera off, please?
Why?
[David] Because it's annoying.
Maybe you should've turned off your Blackberry.
(melancholy piano music continues)
(distant chatter in foreign language)
You must be Mrs, uh, St. James?
Yes.
I welcome you on behalf of Open Desert Dream Tours.
- Nice to meet you. - Nice to meet you, too.
Oh, no. Thank you.
And your husband?
My husband, he has to stay in a hotel. His new job.
Oh. Don't worry, ma'am.
You will still enjoying this magical night in the desert.
We will be living in half an hour.
You can check your seat in the bus.
The air conditioning is already running for your comfort.
(tour guide chuckles)
(brooding acoustic guitar music)
(local speaks foreign language)
Went to Caspar, last night, scorpion on a stick?
(chuckles) Oh, right.
The girl who secretly films strangers.
(local speaks foreign language)
(local laughs)
Careful. This guy's really forgetful.
Especially when it comes to paying.
(Ben speaks foreign language)
(local laughs)
What did you say?
(Ben blows) (dark music)
Wow.
(local speaks foreign language)
(Lucy speaks foreign language)
(local speaks foreign language)
(local laughs)
- And where is that? - About 30 miles from here.
It's in the middle of the desert.
It's the holy mountain of the Berbers.
(dark music continues)
(Ben speaks foreign language)
(local laughs)
(local speaks foreign language)
(local laughs)
I told him, I think you wanna come with me.
[Lucy] No, uh, no, no, no, no.
Thanks for the invitation, but I've already got plans.
Open Desert Dream Tours?
(chuckles) Sounds romantic.
(Ben speaks foreign language)
(local speaks foreign language)
(Ben speaks foreign language)
(dark music continues)
Have a great trip.
Bye.
(bus engine starts)
(tourists chatter) (dramatic music from TV)
(bus engine revs)
(upbeat acoustic guitar music)
(supplies thump)
(truck door slams)
(mirror squeaks)
I have to be back tomorrow, by four.
Okay.
Just so we're clear.
We're not gonna, you know?
Don't get any ideas, okay?
(Ben chuckles) (upbeat music continues)
(truck door slams)
(truck door opens)
[Ben] Move over.
What?
Well, you can drive, can't you?
All right.
(upbeat music continues)
(truck door slams)
(lively rock music)
(button clicks)
Which way?
Well, you take a right,
you follow the road for about 10 miles,
and you wake me when we're there, okay?
(lively rock music)
Okay.
(truck engine revs)
(dramatic orchestral music)
You went too far.
Like 10 miles.
Now what?
That way.
(Ben sighs)
(truck door slams)
(truck door creaks)
(truck door slams)
I've never driven, you know,
off road.
Well, then it's about time.
(truck engine revs)
(gentle music)
(dramatic music)
(truck engine revs)
(dramatic music continues)
Ooh!
Yah-hoo!
(Lucy screams)
(actor speaks foreign language)
(laptop chimes)
(David clears his throat)
(laptop bleeps)
Mr. St. James. Hello, my name is Kristen Parks.
I'm Dr. Vansetlin's assistant. How are you?
Fine, thanks. Nice to meet you.
I'm calling to pass on a message from Dr. Vansetlin.
The deadline of the offer has actually been moved up
and our board members met earlier this afternoon
to discuss the matter.
Dr. Vansetlin wanted me to thank you specifically
to offer your support.
I hope we didn't cause too much trouble.
No, no. None at all.
All right, well, have a great day,
and thank you for being so flexible.
Oh, sure. It was no problem, really.
(laptop chimes)
(gentle music)
(strong wind blows)
(dramatic orchestral music)
(Lucy chuckles)
Wow.
(warm orchestral music)
(eagle screams)
So, what do you actually do?
I mean, when you're not cruising around the desert.
What do you mean, what do I do?
Well, do you have a job?
Nope.
Okay.
So, what do you live on?
[Ben] I get by.
You mean by dining and dashing?
Sometimes.
Aren't you worried you're gonna get caught someday?
(flies buzz)
Ew. What's this?
No idea.
But it's the only canned food you can eat around here.
Hmm.
Goat meat in some weird jelly.
(flies buzz)
Sodium nitrate.
Nitrosamine, butylated hydroxytoluene.
And lots of citric acid.
(sighs) Causes leaky gut syndrome.
Leaky what?
You don't wanna know.
I'm a food chemist.
Ruins your appetite.
And you like your job?
I mean, apart from ruining your appetite?
Nope.
(melancholy piano music)
Anyways, who cares?
Someday, I'll have a bunch of kids, and you know?
And what?
Nothing. Forget about it.
(truck door slams)
(lighter flicks)
You are kidding, right?
(sighs) Come on, relax.
Hey, if they catch you with that...
Uh, have you seen any cops around here?
You're crazy.
(gentle piano music)
(Ben chuckles)
(Ben grunts) (Lucy giggles)
[Ben] I can't get this lighter to work.
Oh, no.
(Lucy coughs)
You okay?
[Lucy] In my face.
In your face.
Okay, go.
Oh, (chuckles) easy.
All right.
Deoxyribonucleic acid.
(Lucy laughs)
Sorry.
What?
[Lucy] Come on, it's easy. Deoxyribonucleic acid.
- It's not easy. - Mm-hm.
- Try. - Okay
(Lucy laughs)
- D- - Sorry.
D. It starts with D.
D...
(Lucy laughs)
I can't, I can't. It's not possible.
(Lucy giggles)
Deoxyribonucleic acid.
(warm piano music)
Ah!
- Not bad. - Thanks.
Okay!
So, I win?
Mm-mm.
(camera motor whirs)
Dear diary. I...
(laughs) Shit. I'm so wasted.
Ben...
If a fairy appeared, (chuckles) now...
(Lucy giggles)
- A fairy? - Yes.
What would you wish for, right here, right now?
Only one. One wish.
- One? - Mm-hm.
(gentle piano music) (fire crackles)
(warm orchestral music)
(wind blows)
(flies buzz)
Ben!
(wind blows)
(Lucy scoffs)
(keys clink)
(flies buzz)
"See you down there."
Oh, come on.
(tense orchestral music)
(Lucy pants)
(tense music continues)
Shit!
(Lucy yelps)
(truck engine idles)
(eagle screams)
(bus approaches)
(bus door slams)
(distant chatter in foreign language)
Uh, excuse me. I'm looking for the young lady.
(tour guide speaks foreign language)
Oh, sorry.
How about, uh, my wife? You, you understand?
(tour guide speaks foreign language)
Okay. So, you've seen her?
(tour guide speaks foreign language)
[David] She's still in the market, or?
(tour guide speaks foreign language)
Okay.
Right.
Okay, no. No, thank you anyway.
Thanks so much.
That's really helpful. Thank you.
(phone bleeps)
[Lucy] Hey. Lucy here.
Leave a message at the beep.
(phone bleeps)
(truck engine revs)
(flies buzz)
(truck door slams)
[Lucy] Now I'm gonna be late because of you!
(wind blows)
(truck door slams)
(upbeat acoustic guitar music)
(truck door slams)
(truck creaks)
(chair thuds)
(truck door slams)
Good morning.
Screw you.
(lively rock music)
(button clicks)
Come on. Relax. (chuckles)
(truck starts)
(upbeat acoustic guitar music) (truck engine revs)
(lively rock music)
(button clicks)
(truck door opens)
(truck engine revs)
That's not good.
What's up?
(truck door slams)
I got a problem.
(truck door slams)
What's going on?
Fesh fesh!
[Lucy] What?
Fesh fesh.
It's like quicksand.
Not the best place to throw my tape out.
Do you have another shovel?
(Lucy grunts)
Now what?
Get behind the wheel.
Okay.
Turn the ignition, then push the gas.
But slowly.
Very slowly.
Okay.
(truck door slams)
(truck starts)
(truck engine revs)
How about putting it in gear?
Sorry!
(truck engine revs)
Stop! Stop!
[Lucy] Damn it.
(truck door slams)
[Ben] Game over.
Don't you have any sand sheets or whatever they're called?
[Ben] You see any?
(truck door slams)
(Ben chuckles)
What's so funny?
Nothing.
So, what's the plan?
- Plan? - Yeah.
I say wait.
Wait, for what?
For help.
Are you serious?
We haven't seen anybody in the last 20 hours!
What makes you think this would change?
You got any better ideas?
(Lucy sighs)
(flies buzz)
Shit!
Okay, then we'll walk.
Walk?
(chuckles) No.
If nobody comes by, then we can walk, at night.
When it's cool.
At night?
Forget it.
I'm not gonna sit here and wait.
(truck door opens)
(truck door slams)
(dark music)
See ya!
(motorcycle engine revs)
(dark music continues)
(Lucy sighs)
20 miles.
Five hours.
30 minutes.
(Lucy sighs)
(dark music continues)
(bleak piano music)
(bottle thuds)
(flies buzz)
(distant phone rings)
Please. You have to find her.
And where exactly should we start?
Three million people live in this city.
Well, what if she was kidnapped, you know?
That it happens here, right?
"The evil Arabs."
Have you considered that your wife may have been angry?
What you've been telling me
doesn't exactly sound like a dream vacation.
Believe me. My wife would run away, too.
(David sighs)
If she has been kidnapped, you would find out soon enough.
That's the point of the game.
(David chuckles)
Hey, you know, uh...
If there's one thing I'm really bad at, it's waiting.
(officer chuckles)
(distant phone rings)
Get out of here.
Go away.
Out!
(footsteps approach)
(Lucy pants)
(bottle thuds)
(Lucy pants) (flies buzz)
(Lucy pants)
You have your own water.
You got half the water, so drink your own
(Lucy pants)
(bottle thuds)
(Lucy pants)
Fine.
You were right, okay?
Yes, it's better to walk during the night.
And yes, I drank all my water in one hour.
(Lucy pants)
I only managed to climb this one stupid dune.
You were right, okay?
(Lucy pants)
(flies buzz)
Drink your own damn water.
[Ben] Hey, calm down, okay?
You want me to calm down?
I mean, we're stuck in the middle of nowhere.
And you know what I believe, Ben?
We won't make 20 miles in one night.
I believe we won't make it at all.
(Lucy sighs)
[Ben] Lucy, we don't have to walk 20 miles.
[Lucy] What's that?
[Ben] You left it in the car.
Open Desert Dream Tours?
What am I supposed to do with that?
Make an airplane out of it?
(Lucy sighs)
Here.
You see this road?
It should be a pretty big one, if it made it onto this map.
And it's only about
12 miles from here.
In that direction.
12 miles?
Why isn't it on your map?
[Ben] 'Cause mine stops here.
(Lucy sighs)
12 miles?
12 miles.
Maybe less.
(gentle piano music) (Lucy chuckles)
(both chuckle)
Tough walk, huh?
Hah-hah. (Ben laughs)
You're so stubborn. (Lucy giggles)
Just like you.
(Ben chuckles)
(warm orchestral music)
(urine splashes)
What's the name of the road we're looking for again?
Ben?
What's the name of the road we're looking for?
Why?
(Lucy sighs)
Hey.
Why?
I'm writing a note, in case somebody finds the car.
And, um...
(bag zips)
[Ben] And?
Well, if somebody finds the car and, you know...
I mean, if something happens to us,
they'll know where we went.
And what if our saviors don't speak English?
I'm drawing a map.
You're not dragging that paraglider thing
across the desert, right?
I don't go anywhere without that thing.
Boys and their toys.
(gentle music)
[Ben] Via Balba.
The road of our dreams is called Via Balba.
(song) "Angels cry out"
(indistinct singing) (upbeat rock music)
(phone bleeps)
[Lucy] Hey. Lucy here.
Leave a message at the beep.
(phone slams) (keyboard clacks)
(David sighs)
(phone bleeps)
[Lucy] Hey. Lucy here.
(phone bleeps)
(phone clatters)
(David sighs)
(phone rings)
(phone bleeps)
Hello?
[Clerk] Mr. St. James?
This is Akarim from reception.
I have finally reached the gentleman
from Open Desert Dream Tours.
He told me your wife was on the bus.
She signed up for the trip,
but then she left the bus right before departure.
What? She got off the bus?
Where did she go?
[Akarim] He doesn't know.
Hello?
Mr. St. James?
Yeah.
[Akarim] I'm sorry that I can't be of any more assistance.
Yeah, well, thanks anyway.
(phone bleeps)
[Lucy] Wait!
Ben, wait!
Please, I need a break!
(Lucy sighs)
Ben, wait!
Please! I need a break!
Hey. No drinking.
(wind howls)
(dark orchestral music)
Come on.
Keep going.
In an hour, we're gonna be up to our necks in sand.
[Lucy] What do you mean?
(dramatic orchestral music)
Ben!
(wind howls)
I can't do it!
[Ben] Of course you can!
[Lucy] No!
[Ben] Lucy, come on! We're almost there!
Do you have any water left?
(dramatic orchestral music continues)
(wind howls)
Lucy!
We're close!
Probably about 15 minutes!
Lucy!
Pull yourself together! Come on!
We're almost there!
I'll go and get help!
Lucy!
Okay!
(dramatic orchestral music continues)
(gentle music)
(eagle screams)
Ben?
(suspenseful orchestral music)
(bright orchestral music)
Carlson...
(Lucy chuckles)
We made it.
We made it! (giggles)
Woo!
We made it!
(dark orchestral music)
(eagle screams)
Hey!
Damn it!
(bleak music) (wind blows)
(eagle screams)
Can you fly to the other side?
Hey!
Hey, you can't have any! (tense music)
Give me the bottle. Give me the bottle.
What, you're gonna pour it? Are you gonna pour our last water out now?
So can you fly or not?
I don't know.
(eagle screams)
I mean, there's sun on this side.
That's fine.
Warm air rises, which means a good thermal updraft.
But over there, in the middle,
looks like the thermal draft switches over there,
which means the air drops down,
like an elevator.
I might as well jump without a glider.
(bleak music)
(wind blows)
(eagle screams)
What about climbing down?
Couldn't we try?
I don't think we'd make it.
(birds chirp)
(children chatter in foreign language)
Excuse me.
My name is David.
The man from the tour, uh...
I'm looking for a, a young lady?
(sighs) You don't understand, right?
Here. Um...
I'm looking for this lady.
(local speaks foreign language)
Okay. So you've seen her, yeah?
(local speaks foreign language)
(David repeats foreign language)
(local speaks foreign language)
What is (speaks foreign language)?
(local speaks foreign language)
Uh, just one second. Do you mind?
It's just, this...
(local yells in foreign language)
Sorry. Please, please.
Please help! I'm sorry.
(local speaks foreign language)
Thank you.
It's just, you understand, the cigarette and the gasoline?
It... (mimics explosion) (local chuckles)
(local speaks foreign language)
(local giggles)
(local speaks foreign language)
(David repeats foreign language)
And this is where she went?
Okay. You can, you can take me there?
Yeah?
Look.
I'll give you money, money.
If you take me there, I drive. Money.
(local speaks foreign language) - (speaks foreign language) Money.
(local yells in foreign language)
(local speaks foreign language)
They drive me, yeah?
I'm...
I'm looking for, uh, my wife?
(locals speak foreign language)
[David] You, you help me?
Yes.
(bleak music) (wind blows)
(strong wind blows)
I wrote a paper in college,
and you know what it was about it?
(Lucy chuckles)
Organ damage caused by dehydration. (chuckles)
Funny, huh?
(Ben sighs)
84 pages, plus appendix.
(Ben pants)
(gentle piano music)
(Ben pants)
(eagle screams)
(Ben pants)
(Ben grunts)
(Ben pants)
(Ben grunts)
(Ben pants)
I'm definitely in phase three.
Missive disturbance of the neocortex.
Significant loss of control.
And I'm really a control freak, you know? (chuckles)
With the tendency towards anxiety, neurosis.
Fear of elevators, small spaces.
Wide open spaces.
You know.
The whole shebang.
And now...
It's all gone.
(Lucy sighs) (gentle piano music)
(Ben pants)
(Lucy sighs)
You know what fear is also gone?
Not even being high could do that for me.
(Lucy sighs)
The fear that I would find you irresistible.
Let's just stay here, okay?
It's beautiful.
(eagle screams)
(truck engine revs)
What you do?
I mean, uh, your job.
Oh, me? I'm a lawyer at a big pharmaceutical company.
- A lawyer? - Mm-hm.
And is, uh, a good job for you?
You mean do I love my job?
Ah, it pays well. Money, you know?
But a lot of work.
[Local] On holiday, too?
On holiday, too.
When do we get to this mountain?
Not long. One hour.
(wind blows)
What are you doing?
Ben?
Let's find a way to climb down.
You wouldn't make it 100 yards.
Please. I don't want you to jump.
Heads or tails?
Heads.
(coin clinks)
(wind blows)
(dramatic orchestral music)
(Lucy pants)
(dramatic orchestral music continues)
(Lucy screams)
(Lucy pants)
Over there, to your right!
Put your foot there!
- No, no, no! - Damn it, Lucy, just...
Just climb back up and wait at the top.
[Lucy] No!
(Ben grunts)
[Ben] Lucy, please.
I'm not gonna wait up there!
No way!
Lucy, please! (Lucy screams)
(dramatic orchestral music continues)
Stay where you are, for God's sake!
I don't need your help.
Just talk to me.
Anything.
Just to distract me.
(Lucy pants)
You're even more stubborn than I am.
Tell me something, please.
Okay, Okay. Uh...
An airline pilot and a blonde stewardess check into a hotel.
(Lucy screams)
Christ!
(Lucy pants)
Ben, please keep talking!
Okay. Uh...
The next morning, the pilot waits in the lobby, right?
For the blonde stewardess,
because they have to get to the airport,
but she doesn't show.
So, he decides to call her room.
(Lucy pants)
I got you. I got you.
(Lucy pants)
(rock crumble)
(Lucy screams)
(wind blows)
(dark orchestral music)
(eagle screams)
Lucy!
(Lucy moans)
Lucy!
(tense orchestral music) (strong wind blows)
Lucy!
(tense orchestral music continues)
(Lucy pants)
(Ben grunts)
Ben!
Take my hand.
Take it!
(Ben pants)
(tense orchestral music continues)
Come on.
(Lucy grunts)
(Ben pants)
(both pant)
(eagle screams)
Thank you.
(Lucy coughs)
(Lucy laughs)
(both laugh)
(Ben groans)
What's going on?
(Ben groans)
(Ben groans and pants)
(truck doors slam)
- Is this it? - Yes, this is the place.
This is (speaks foreign language).
(wind blows)
(suspenseful orchestral music)
(flies buzz)
Dear diary. I... (chuckles)
Shit. I'm so wasted. (giggles)
Ben, if a fairy appeared...
(both chuckle)
[Ben] A fairy?
[Lucy] What would you wish for, right here, right now?
(camera cover clacks)
[David] Shit.
Fuck!
(David grunts)
Come on! Let's go back!
(hand slams)
Come on!
(wind blows)
(bleak music)
It looks like I should've jumped, after all.
Okay. Tell me how it works.
How what works?
The paraglider.
Ben, I'm serious.
Even if we managed to climb back up, what then?
[Ben] We walk back.
Walk 30 miles, without water?
That's three days and three nights, minimum.
Ben.
Even I wouldn't make it.
Tell me.
(wind blows)
(tense orchestral music)
(Lucy pants)
(Lucy grunts)
(Lucy yelps)
(Lucy grunts)
(Lucy pants)
(sighs) Damn it!
(dramatic orchestral music)
(Lucy grunts)
(Lucy yelps)
(Lucy screams)
Oh, shit.
Okay, don't hesitate.
You stop, you're dead.
Don't jump, just run. It's just running.
(Lucy screams)
(gentle orchestral music)
(Lucy gasps)
(Lucy yelps)
(warm orchestral music)
(Lucy giggles)
(Lucy laughs)
Woo!
(Lucy yelps) (dramatic orchestral music)
(Lucy screams)
(body thumps)
(flies buzz)
(Lucy groans)
(flies buzz)
(water splashes)
(Lucy pants)
(flies buzz) (Lucy pants)
(Lucy whimpers)
(Lucy screams)
(water splashes) (Lucy gasps)
(suspenseful orchestral music)
Hey!
Wait!
(Lucy pants)
(Lucy grunts)
(Lucy pants)
(suspenseful music continues)
Hey.
Wait, wait, wait.
This is for you. (music from phone)
It's great. It has games on it.
You can tap the screen.
(music from phone)
Try it.
(flies buzz)
(Lucy pants)
Where are your parents?
Mama? Papa?
(child speaks foreign language)
(gentle piano music)
(camel grunts)
(child speaks foreign language)
(ominous orchestral music)
(handbrake clicks)
(truck door closes)
(suspenseful orchestral music)
(Achmed speaks foreign language)
(driver speaks foreign language)
Via Balba?
(driver speaks foreign language)
(Achmed speaks foreign language)
(driver speaks foreign language)
(warm orchestral music)
(child yells in foreign language)
(eagle screams)
(owl hoots)
(Ben grunts)
(Lucy sighs)
(Lucy chuckles)
(gentle piano music)
(both breathe heavily)
(Berbers speak foreign language)
Why don't the women wear veils?
Well, the Berbers are kinda like the
desperados of the desert, you know?
Their women have more say
than in the rest of the Arab world.
It's only one plate. She thinks we're married.
(Lucy chuckles)
(Berber woman speaks foreign language)
She says you're a very beautiful girl.
And she's wondering what you're doing with a bum.
(Lucy chuckles)
(dark orchestral music) (wind blows)
(truck door slams)
(truck engine revs)
(ominous orchestral music)
Thanks for stopping.
No problem.
Where is your car?
I mean, where you get stuck?
It's somewhere in the middle of the desert.
It's south of the (speaks foreign language).
Ah. (speaks foreign language)
We can take you to your car, if you want.
Really? (ominous orchestral music)
No, thanks.
Won't be easy to find.
We can try.
If not find the car, we can go to town and you take a taxi.
That would be great.
[Local] We can try.
Yeah, okay.
Music?
As long as it's not Russian punk.
Sorry. It was a joke.
(Achmed speaks foreign language)
(upbeat music)
(suspenseful orchestral music) (wind howls)
(engine revs)
There.
Look.
There's something.
(truck doors slam)
Somebody's been here.
(Ben groans)
You're a good man.
(Lucy pants)
On your knees.
(Achmed yells in foreign language)
(Lucy pants) (suspenseful music continues)
(gun cocks)
(Ben groans)
(gun fires)
(ominous orchestral music)
(Ben pants)
Shit.
(stranger speaks foreign language)
(Ben groans)
(David groans)
(David pants)
(Achmed speaks foreign language)
[Stranger] Get up.
(Ben and Lucy pant)
(Ben grunts)
(suspenseful orchestral music)
(Ben groans)
(stranger speaks foreign language)
(driver speaks foreign language)
(stranger speaks foreign language)
(Achmed speaks foreign language)
They wanna sell us.
But he doesn't wanna pay for you because you're a woman.
(suspenseful music continues)
(Ben groans)
[Stranger] No, no, no, no.
(stranger speaks foreign language)
Hm?
(stranger speaks foreign language)
(hand slaps)
(Lucy yelps)
(guns cock) (tense music)
(Achmed speaks foreign language)
(stranger yells in foreign language)
(driver speaks foreign language)
(wind blows)
(fabric tears) (Lucy screams)
(dark orchestral music)
(stranger chuckles)
(Lucy pants)
(Lucy spits)
(dark orchestral music continues)
(guns fire) (Lucy screams)
(guns fire rapidly) (Lucy screams)
(Lucy pants) (gun cocks)
(suspenseful orchestral music)
(Lucy whimpers)
[Ben] Hey.
(gun fires)
(body thumps)
(Lucy pants)
(truck starts)
(truck engine revs)
(bleak music) (wind blows)
(flies buzz)
(David grunts)
It's useless, David.
(flies buzz)
(David grunts)
David.
It's useless.
Do you have a better idea?
No, but you're just wasting your energy.
(Ben coughs)
(bleak music continues) (Ben wheezes)
Let air out.
What?
[Ben] You can get the car out.
(Ben pants)
Say it again.
Let the air out of the tires.
What?
What did he say?
We should let air out of the tires.
But, uh...
Why didn't you do that two days ago?
[Ben] You'll, you'll get the car out.
That's bullshit.
(bleak music continues)
Stupid canyon.
I had no idea.
The canyon wasn't on the map.
Would've been a nice hike.
What are you talking about?
But after the sandstorm, our tracks were gone on.
Couldn't go back.
We would've never found the car.
Wait. We...
We walked all that way across the desert
and he knew that we...
Why?
I wanted to spend more time with you.
(gentle piano music) See what would happen.
Let air out of the tires.
(gentle piano music continues)
(air hisses)
(gentle piano music continues)
(warm orchestral music)
(warm orchestral music continues)
(gentle piano music)