Alec Baldwin credited as playing...
Robert Green
- Charles Morse: You know, I once read an interesting book which said that, uh, most people lost in the wilds, they, they die of shame.
- Stephen: What?
- Charles Morse: Yeah, see, they die of shame. "What did I do wrong? How could I have gotten myself into this?" And so they sit there and they... die. Because they didn't do the one thing that would save their lives.
- Robert Green: And what is that, Charles?
- Charles Morse: Thinking.
- [after successfully fighting a bear]
- Charles Morse: For all my life, I've have wanted to do something that was, um, that was unequivocal.
- Robert Green: Well, Charlie, I certainly think this qualifies.
- Charles Morse: Or something.
- Robert Green: See, Charles, that's why they call it personal growth. A month ago, old Smokey here would've reared up, you probably would've called your lawyer!
- Charles Morse: Nah, I wouldn't do that to an animal.
- Robert Green: [Eating] Wish we had some salt.
- Charles Morse: You know, you can, uh... you can season meat with gunpowder. Did you know that?
- Robert Green: Wish we had some gunpowder.
- Ginny: Is that a new watch?
- Robert Green: Ya, dual time zones; tells the time in two places.
- Ginny: What for?
- Robert Green: So if I'm in L.A. and want to know the time in New York I don't have to go through the anguish of adding three.
- Charles Morse: You saved me.
- Robert Green: Get over it, Charles - I just need you to navigate.
- Charles Morse: You saved my life.
- Robert Green: Well, I couldn't kill you with Stephen around. I'd have to kill him too, and he's the only one that knows how I like my coffee.
- Charles Morse: Come on, you saved my life.
- Robert Green: Buy me something nice when we get home.
- Charles Morse: How'd you like your coffee?
- Robert Green: Huh. I like my coffee like I like my women.
- Stephen: Bitter and murky!
- [moments before the plane flies into a flock of wild birds]
- Charles Morse: So what do you value me for, Bob?
- Robert Green: I like your style, your wife's pretty cute too.
- Charles Morse: So how are you planning to kill me?
- Stephen: [Stephen, Charles and Robert walking up to peak of mountain looking for a place to start a signal fire] Robert why do you think they'll even come looking for us?
- Robert Green: Our friend is a billionaire, you know what happens when you misplace one?
- Robert Green: You ain't got that fire lit yet?
- Charles Morse: No, no.
- [Bob takes off his jacket while Charles burns a certificate to start the fire and then starts to drink a bottle of whiskey]
- Charles Morse: Drinking the other fellow's supplies?
- Robert Green: Get back... I'll send them a check.
- [He loghts a cigarette]
- Charles Morse: Send them a check.
- Robert Green: Yeah.
- [He picks up and points the rifle]
- Robert Green: Hell of an adventure, eh, Charles?
- Charles Morse: Yeah, wasn't it?
- [Bob starts to load the rifle]
- Robert Green: You know... I ought to tell you if I'd had my camera out here I would've made my fortune. Made my fortune.
- [Charles inspects the watch]
- Robert Green: That thing's busted to shit, isn't it?
- Charles Morse: Ah, it still has some, uh... sentimental value.
- Robert Green: I suppose it does.
- Charles Morse: Can I see your watch, Bob?
- Robert Green: My watch? Don't work. Told you. Busted.
- Charles Morse: Yeah, I know it's... I know it doesn't work. But could I see it?
- Robert Green: New when we left... Just a piece of junk now.
- Charles Morse: What's the matter, Bob? Can't do it sober? I suppose you don't need me anymore. You can find your own way out of here without me.
- Robert Green: Well, you had no business with that broad anyway. You know you don't. You know that you don't, Charles. I mean... Hey, hey, hey... Look at her. Why did she go with you? Why in the hell did she go with you? Your money. For the love of god, everyone in the world knew that. Are you nuts? You went through the airport with her, everyone that saw you said, "There goes a guy with a plane." "There goes a guy with a plane." Say it was tough luck, Charles. That's what you drew this time.
- Charles Morse: Well...
- Robert Green: That's right.
- Charles Morse: Yeah. "For all the nights." How touching.
- Robert Green: Why torture yourself? It's over now. Let's go outside.
- James: I've, uh, taken the liberty, sir, of talking to the pilot of the amphibian. I checked the engine log. Plane seems to be in good shape. Good avionics. The fella's been around. I would not advise you to fly under any low ceiling, any possibility of bird strike or ice.
- Robert Green: What's a bird strike?
- Charles Morse: Flocks of migrating birds. If we hit them, we're all dead.
- Robert Green: Yes, absolutely, especially this time of the year.
- James: Any questions, sir? I'll have a chopper here and fly you in and out myself.
- Charles Morse: No, I'm sure we'll be fine.
- Mickey Morse: See? I told you we were gonna have a good time.
- Charles Morse: Yeah.
- James: When do you think you'll require your plane back, sir?
- Charles Morse: Bob?
- Robert Green: Uh, they want the film in New York, 36 hours. I'd say 8:00 tomorrow night.
- Charles Morse: 8:00 tomorrow night.
- James: Yes, sir.
- Charles Morse: Thank you.
- [Bob is leading Charles outside at gunpoint]
- Charles Morse: Just tell me this one thing. Was it from the first, you and my wife? Was it from the first, Bob?
- Robert Green: Come on, Charles.
- Charles Morse: Is that an indelicate question?
- Robert Green: Come on, Charles. Done is done.
- Charles Morse: Well, I'm dying, so... What difference does it make?
- Robert Green: Why is that so important to you, Charles?
- Charles Morse: I love her.
- Robert Green: I'm sorry. It's time.
- Charles Morse: Don't do it, Bob.
- Robert Green: You live in a dream world, Charles. You always have. Now turn your back.
- Charles Morse: I'm telling you, you don't have to do it.
- Robert Green: The hell I don't. You know that I do. What the fuck are you thinking? Now turn your back, Charles, and I don't want to hear any more of your goddamn nonsense. I don't want to hear it! How close we've become and how this and how that you stupid son of a bitch. You would've died out here, if not for me, with all your wealth. Do you understand me? I said turn your goddamn back!
- Charles Morse: Bob, listen to me.
- Robert Green: Don't go any further, Charles. I said turn your back.
- [Charles doesn't respond]
- Robert Green: No? You know, life is a short thing, Charles, full of betrayal. In many ways, you're well out of it.
- Charles Morse: Bob...
- Robert Green: Charles, don't!
- [He falls backwards into a deadfall spiked pit trap]
- [Charles and Bob are canoeing to shore]
- Robert Green: Hell of a way to end an outing, eh, Charles?
- Charles Morse: You're going to be fine.
- Robert Green: It must be quite a thing. Quite a thing to have so much. Everybody wants something from you... Everybody depending on you.
- Charles Morse: Don't talk so much.
- Robert Green: So pushy.
- Charles Morse: Why don't you save your energy?
- Robert Green: I... I don't really feel quite a 100%, Charles.
- Charles Morse: I'm going to take us into shore, find us a fire, keep you warm.
- [They reach your where Charles has started a fire]
- Robert Green: Hey. Why would you want to save a piece of shit like me?
- Charles Morse: Well, let's say it's a challenge.
- Robert Green: The sporting aspect of it, eh?
- Charles Morse: Yeah.
- Robert Green: No. I know what it is. You never had a buddy. That's the thing, isn't it?
- Charles Morse: That's right.
- Robert Green: Now I'm Your pet project. I'm your.. Hobby farm, eh, Charles?
- Charles Morse: Yeah. Whatever you say, Bob.
- Robert Green: The guy who tried to kill you. That's terrific, Charles.
- Charles Morse: Nah, you wouldn't have done it.
- Robert Green: Yes, I would've, you stupid son of a bitch. Yes, I would.
- Charles Morse: Well, then, you would.
- Robert Green: What will you do when you get back, Charles?
- Charles Morse: Huh? Ah, it's not important.
- Robert Green: It is important to me.
- Charles Morse: I may not go back.
- Robert Green: What do you mean, you may not go back? Of course you'll go back.
- Charles Morse: To what?
- Robert Green: No. I don't feel sorry for you, Charles. Never feel sorry for a man that owns a plane.
- [He starts coughing]
- Charles Morse: Come on. Hold on. Hold on. I'll get us out of here.
- Robert Green: Aw, bullshit. Hey... I'm dying. I'm dying, and I never did a goddamn thing. But wait. Charles, I got to tell you. Charles...
- Charles Morse: What?
- Robert Green: I'm sorry. I'm sorry, what I did. And your wife, Charles... Listen to me, Charles. She was never in on it, this business. Doing you in. I swear it on my life, Charles. Charles...
- Charles Morse: Thanks. Very kind of you to say so, Bob.
- Robert Green: Never too late for a kind gesture, eh, Charles?
- Charles Morse: Don't die on me, Bob.
- Robert Green: [smiling] Don't tell me what to do.
- Robert Green: Yeah, Well, you have no business with that broad. You know that you don't. I mean hey... hey... hey.
- Robert Green: [to Stephen] Hey, come on. Let's go get him. We lose the light at, uh...
- Stephen: Yeah, we lose the light at, uh, 4:18.
- Robert Green: This is the guy we should have been shooting all along. There's a guy who's got some character in his face.
- Mickey Morse: Charles.
- Charles Morse: Yeah?
- Mickey Morse: What's the matter?
- Charles Morse: Uh, no, it's nothing.
- Robert Green: He's jaded. That's what it is.
- Charles Morse: That's it. I'm jaded.
- Robert Green: Well, Charles, we're going on an impromptu adventure. Huh, you come too?
- Mickey Morse: Charles on an adventure?
- Robert Green: That's right. I said it. You heard it. What do you say, Charles? We'll be back in two hours.
- Mickey Morse: Why don't you go? Get some air under your wings.
- Charles Morse: Yeah, okay.
- Robert Green: Behold, the mighty hunter. Come on.
- Amphibian Pilot: Weather coming in from the north. Snow, maybe.
- Robert Green: Can I tell you something, Charles?
- Charles Morse: Hmmm? Yeah, if you like.
- Robert Green: I admire the way you took that joke last night.
- Charles Morse: Oh.
- Robert Green: Handled it well. Embarrassing moment. I thought you handled it well.
- Charles Morse: Thank you.
- Robert Green: Tough row to hoe, you think about it.
- Charles Morse: What would that be?
- Robert Green: Oh, all that money.
- Charles Morse: Ah.
- Robert Green: All the responsibility. Never knowing who your friends are. Never knowing what people value you for.
- Charles Morse: Yeah.
- Robert Green: Must be tough.
- Charles Morse: Never feel sorry for a man who owns a plane. So, what do you value me for, Bob?
- Robert Green: I tell you what, I like your style. And I think your wife's pretty cute, too.
- Charles Morse: Yes. So, how are you planning to kill me?
- Amphibian Pilot: Oh, fuck! Hold on!
- [They fly into geese]
- [looking at a photograph of a man holding a rifle]
- Robert Green: Hey, Stephen.
- Stephen: Yeah?
- Robert Green: This is what I'm talking about. See? That's what I want for tomorrow, an unsentimental photograph. You know, to get a truly unselfconscious photograph, you almost have to go all the way back to the 19th century. How old is that?
- Styles: Took it last fall. That's Jack Hawk, a friend of mine.
- Robert Green: You took the photo?
- Styles: I took the photo. He took the bear. And I'd be out huntin' with him right now if you folks weren't here and I had my rifle sighted in. Ah, you interested in books?
- Charles Morse: Yeah. Why can't you get your rifle sighted in?
- Styles: Uh, what?
- Charles Morse: I said, why can't you get your rifle sighted in?
- Styles: Oh, I need to rig up a bench rest.
- Charles Morse: Well, an ironing board makes a good bench rest.
- Styles: No disrespect, I'm surprised you know what a bench rest is.
- Mickey Morse: Charles knows what everything is. Got a question? Ask him. Charles knows everything.
- Styles: Take a mighty accomplished man to claim that.
- Charles Morse: I didn't claim it. I don't claim anything.
- Mickey Morse: You ask him. You see if I'm wrong. Bet you can't stump him.
- Styles: Bet you I can. I tell you what.
- [Pulls down a paddling oar]
- Styles: I will give you $5, you can tell me what's on the other side of this blade.
- Charles Morse: It's a rabbit smoking a pipe.
- [He turns it over to show a rabbit smoking a pipe]
- Robert Green: A rabbit smoking a pipe. Why in the world would that be, Charles?
- Charles Morse: Uh, well, it's a symbol of the, uh, Cree Indians. On one side, there's the panther, on the other, his prey, the rabbit. Uh, he sits, unafraid. He smokes his pipe. It's a traditional motif.
- Styles: Why is he unafraid?
- Charles Morse: Because he's smarter than the panther.
- Styles: Huh. Sir, you impress me.
- [Give him $5]
- Charles Morse: Oh, thank you.
- Robert Green: Amazing accomplishment.
- Charles Morse: No, it's not an accomplishment. It's a freak.
- Robert Green: Is that so?
- Charles Morse: I seem to retain all these facts, but, uh, bring them to any useful purpose is another matter.
- [they arrive at Jack Hawks cabin but no one's home]
- Robert Green: Hello! Oh, that's just great. My models gone bear hunting. How butch of him.
- Stephen: Where's he gone?
- Robert Green: Big Bass Lake, partner!
- Amphibian Pilot: It's about 20 miles northwest!
- Robert Green: When we're left here taking a picture of sweet Fanny Anne. What do you say, Charles? Huh? We, uh... Should we chance it?
- Charles Morse: Be careful.
- Robert Green: Careful of what?
- Charles Morse: It's a dead fall.
- Robert Green: What's a dead fall?
- Charles Morse: It's a pit to catch bears.
- Stephen: What are we being careful of?
- Robert Green: It's a pit. They cover it up. It's a bear pit. So, what do you say? Shall we press on? Shall we be bold?
- Charles Morse: You really need to find this guy?
- Robert Green: I need to get that film on that plane. A good plan today is better than...
- Stephen, Robert Green: The perfect plan tomorrow.
- Robert Green: That's absolutely right. What do you say?
- Charles Morse: Okay let's be bold.
- Robert Green: Hey, there's the spirit that beat the Japanese.
- Robert Green: I must leave here today, so let's get the boys shoes polished. Can't find any shoe polish. Do I need to walk you through this whole thing?
- Stephen: No. The shoes... .
- Robert Green: Well, then scrap the shoes. For God sake. What the... For God sakes, what is this, brain surgery? It's a fucking pair of shoes. Now, let's get James down here.
- Stephen: Robert, he's sick.
- Robert Green: He's sick, the shoes look like shit, and everything I asked you for... I mean, this is lame. This is really fucking lame.
- Charles Morse: The inside of a banana peel will shine shoes.
- Robert Green: Come with me. A fount of information. Shine shoes with banana. You should know that.
- Stephen: He's sick, Bob. James is sick.
- Robert Green: Well, how sick is he?
- Stephen: Well, he'd have to get better to die.
- Robert Green: Ha!
- [Looks at photograph of Jack Hawk]
- Robert Green: That guy. That guy. He's the guy for my photograph. Excuse me. Where is this guy? He's your friend, right? Where is he, this guy in the photo? Where is he? This is the guy we want. Not some fucking model. This guy. Wh... Where is he?
- Styles: Uh, Jack Hawk? Cabin up north, 80 miles.
- Robert Green: Well, can we get to him? Does he have a phone?
- Styles: No phone, no radio. Any case, he'll likely be out hunting.
- Robert Green: Well, then we'll just go and find him. That's what we'll do. Let's go.
- Robert Green: Puts things in perspective, doesn't it?
- Charles Morse: What's that?
- Robert Green: Out here. Little different from the fashion world. Little different from snorting coke off the girls' hipbones.
- Charles Morse: In what way?
- [Bob starts laughing]
- Robert Green: Charles, you know, you're starting to loosen up.
- Charles Morse: You think so?
- [Bob does a salute]
- Robert Green: That's my report.
- [it's raining heavily while the three are under shelter and Stephen is groaning in pain]
- Robert Green: Hey.
- Charles Morse: Huh?
- Robert Green: So? What?
- Charles Morse: He's not that badly hurt.
- Robert Green: Then what are our chances really, when all is said and done? I mean, we can walk out of here, and we'll probably die, or we can stay here, and he's certainly gonna die.
- Charles Morse: I think our chances are good.
- Robert Green: Seriously?
- Charles Morse: Yeah. Better than good. We know that that's north, and that's...
- [See's a bloody rag hanging on the branches]
- Robert Green: Charles? Charles!
- Charles Morse: I told you we had to bury those.
- Robert Green: What difference does it make?
- Charles Morse: We have to get them down.
- Robert Green: Why?
- Charles Morse: They put the smell of blood in the air that's why!
- Robert Green: I'm not gonna climb up a tree in the middle of a goddamn thunderstorm!
- Charles Morse: We have to get them down.
- Robert Green: Then you climb up the goddamn tree!
- Charles Morse: Give me a hand. I'll get them down.