Over there, to your right!
Put your foot there!
Climb back up and wait at the top.
Lucy, please!
I got you. I got you.
Our bathing suits?
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?
You have the originals. I have the copies.
- Ooh, copies? - Mm-hm.
You made copies, huh?
You name it, I copied it.
Oh, no.
What?
Oh, no. Oh, no.
- Shit. - Hey, what's wrong?
My pills.
- What, the pill? - No, my Xanax.
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.
Hello? This is David.
Mm-hm. We are on our way to the airport.
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.
Keep your eyes closed, please.
Eyes closed.
Yeah.
Here we go. Just here.
No. No peeping!
Come on.
All right.
Can I open now?
Yeah.
Wow!
Ah, since we could only get away for five days,
I thought we should splurge.
It's beautiful.
"Mr. and Mrs. St. James"?
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.
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?
Don't worry, I'm a big girl. Thanks a lot.
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.
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?
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.
No, no. Hey, uh, wait.
What about this guy?
- Oh, nothing, sir. - 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.
Nevermind.
Sorry. I really have no idea who he was.
Just forgive me.
Thank you.
Oh, geez.
I can't leave you alone for five minutes, can I?
Now, look into the camera.
Dead serious.
Hello? This is David.
Oh, hi, Kelly.
Yeah, I'm great, thanks. Yeah, you must be work...
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.
The board has set up a video conference
and they've asked me to be in on it.
Can you just, um, turn the on the camera off, please?
Why?
Because it's annoying.
Maybe you should've turned off your Blackberry.
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.
Went to Caspar, last night, scorpion on a stick?
Oh, right.
The girl who secretly films strangers.
Careful. This guy's really forgetful.
Especially when it comes to paying.
What did you say?
Wow.
- 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.
I told him, I think you wanna come with me.
No, uh, no, no, no, no.
Thanks for the invitation, but I've already got plans.
Open Desert Dream Tours?
Sounds romantic.
Have a great trip.
Bye.
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?
Move over.
What?
Well, you can drive, can't you?
All right.
Which way?
Well, you take a right,
you follow the road for about 10 miles,
and you wake me when we're there, okay?
Okay.
You went too far.
Like 10 miles.
Now what?
That way.
I've never driven, you know,
off road.
Well, then it's about time.
Ooh!
Yah-hoo!
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.
Wow.
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?
I get by.
You mean by dining and dashing?
Sometimes.
Aren't you worried you're gonna get caught someday?
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.
Sodium nitrate.
Nitrosamine, butylated hydroxytoluene.
And lots of citric acid.
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.
Anyways, who cares?
Someday, I'll have a bunch of kids, and you know?
And what?
Nothing. Forget about it.
You are kidding, right?
Come on, relax.
Hey, if they catch you with that...
Uh, have you seen any cops around here?
You're crazy.
I can't get this lighter to work.
Oh, no.
You okay?
In my face.
In your face.
Okay, go.
Oh, easy.
All right.
Deoxyribonucleic acid.
Sorry.
What?
Come on, it's easy. Deoxyribonucleic acid.
- It's not easy. - Mm-hm.
- Try. - Okay
- D- - Sorry.
D. It starts with D.
D...
I can't, I can't. It's not possible.
Deoxyribonucleic acid.
Ah!
- Not bad. - Thanks.
Okay!
So, I win?
Mm-mm.
Dear diary. I...
Shit. I'm so wasted.
Ben...
If a fairy appeared, now...
- A fairy? - Yes.
What would you wish for, right here, right now?
Only one. One wish.
- One? - Mm-hm.
Ben!
"See you down there."
Oh, come on.
Shit!
Uh, excuse me. I'm looking for the young lady.
Oh, sorry.
How about, uh, my wife? You, you understand?
Okay. So, you've seen her?
She's still in the market, or?
Okay.
Right.
Okay, no. No, thank you anyway.
Thanks so much.
That's really helpful. Thank you.
Hey. Lucy here.
Leave a message at the beep.
Now I'm gonna be late because of you!
Good morning.
Screw you.
Come on. Relax.
That's not good.
What's up?
I got a problem.
What's going on?
Fesh fesh!
What?
Fesh fesh.
It's like quicksand.
Not the best place to throw my tape out.
Do you have another shovel?
Now what?
Get behind the wheel.
Okay.
Turn the ignition, then push the gas.
But slowly.
Very slowly.
Okay.
How about putting it in gear?
Sorry!
Stop! Stop!
Damn it.
Game over.
Don't you have any sand sheets or whatever they're called?
You see any?
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?
Shit!
Okay, then we'll walk.
Walk?
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.
See ya!
20 miles.
Five hours.
30 minutes.
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.
If she has been kidnapped, you would find out soon enough.
That's the point of the game.
Hey, you know, uh...
If there's one thing I'm really bad at, it's waiting.
Get out of here.
Go away.
Out!
You have your own water.
You got half the water, so drink your own
Fine.
You were right, okay?
Yes, it's better to walk during the night.
And yes, I drank all my water in one hour.
I only managed to climb this one stupid dune.
You were right, okay?
Drink your own damn water.
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, we don't have to walk 20 miles.
What's that?
You left it in the car.
Open Desert Dream Tours?
What am I supposed to do with that?
Make an airplane out of it?
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?
'Cause mine stops here.
12 miles?
12 miles.
Maybe less.
Tough walk, huh?
Hah-hah.
You're so stubborn.
Just like you.
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?
Hey.
Why?
I'm writing a note, in case somebody finds the car.
And, um...
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.
Via Balba.
The road of our dreams is called Via Balba.
"Angels cry out"
Hey. Lucy here.
Leave a message at the beep.
Hey. Lucy here.
Hello?
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?
He doesn't know.
Hello?
Mr. St. James?
Yeah.
I'm sorry that I can't be of any more assistance.
Yeah, well, thanks anyway.
Wait!
Ben, wait!
Please, I need a break!
Ben, wait!
Please! I need a break!
Hey. No drinking.
Come on.
Keep going.
In an hour, we're gonna be up to our necks in sand.
What do you mean?
Ben!
I can't do it!
Of course you can!
No!
Lucy, come on! We're almost there!
Do you have any water left?
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!
Ben?
Carlson...
We made it.
We made it!
Woo!
We made it!
Hey!
Damn it!
Can you fly to the other side?
Hey!
Hey, you can't have any!
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.
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.
What about climbing down?
Couldn't we try?
I don't think we'd make it.
Excuse me.
My name is David.
The man from the tour, uh...
I'm looking for a, a young lady?
You don't understand, right?
Here. Um...
I'm looking for this lady.
Okay. So you've seen her, yeah?
What is?
Uh, just one second. Do you mind?
It's just, this...
Sorry. Please, please.
Please help! I'm sorry.
Thank you.
It's just, you understand, the cigarette and the gasoline?
It...
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.
Money.
They drive me, yeah?
I'm...
I'm looking for, uh, my wife?
You, you help me?
Yes.
I wrote a paper in college,
and you know what it was about it?
Organ damage caused by dehydration.
Funny, huh?
84 pages, plus appendix.
I'm definitely in phase three.
Missive disturbance of the neocortex.
Significant loss of control.
And I'm really a control freak, you know?
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.
You know what fear is also gone?
Not even being high could do that for me.
The fear that I would find you irresistible.
Let's just stay here, okay?
It's beautiful.
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.
On holiday, too?
On holiday, too.
When do we get to this mountain?
Not long. One hour.
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.
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.
No!
Lucy, please.
I'm not gonna wait up there!
No way!
Lucy, please!
Stay where you are, for God's sake!
I don't need your help.
Just talk to me.
Anything.
Just to distract me.
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.
Christ!
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.
I got you. I got you.
Lucy!
Ben!
Take my hand.
Take it!
Come on.
Thank you.
What's going on?
- Is this it? - Yes, this is the place.
This is.
Dear diary. I...
Shit. I'm so wasted.
Ben, if a fairy appeared...
A fairy?
What would you wish for, right here, right now?
Shit.
Fuck!
Come on! Let's go back!
Come on!
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?
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.
Damn it!
Oh, shit.
Okay, don't hesitate.
You stop, you're dead.
Don't jump, just run. It's just running.
Woo!
Hey!
Wait!
Hey.
Wait, wait, wait.
This is for you.
It's great. It has games on it.
You can tap the screen.
Try it.
Where are your parents?
Mama? Papa?
Via Balba?
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.
She says you're a very beautiful girl.
And she's wondering what you're doing with a bum.
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.
Ah.
We can take you to your car, if you want.
Really?
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.
We can try.
Yeah, okay.
Music?
As long as it's not Russian punk.
Sorry. It was a joke.
There.
Look.
There's something.
Somebody's been here.
You're a good man.
On your knees.
Shit.
Get up.
They wanna sell us.
But he doesn't wanna pay for you because you're a woman.
No, no, no, no.
Hm?
Hey.
It's useless, David.
David.
It's useless.
Do you have a better idea?
No, but you're just wasting your energy.
Let air out.
What?
You can get the car out.
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?
You'll, you'll get the car out.
That's bullshit.
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.
See what would happen.
Let air out of the tires.