Cocaine Bear (2023) - full transcript

("Jane" by Jefferson Starship
playing)

♪ Jane, you say it's all over ♪

♪ For you and me, girl ♪

♪ There's a time for love ♪

♪ And a time for
letting it be, baby ♪

♪ Jane, you're playing
a game called... ♪

Whoo!

(grunting, whooping wildly)

♪ Making believe that
you just don't feel the same ♪

(grunts) Yeah!

♪ Oh, Jane ♪



(alarm buzzing)

(laughs excitedly)

Whoo!

Mmm, mmm.

Whoo!

♪ Whoa, Jane,
you're playing a game ♪

♪ Called hide-and-go-seek ♪

Whoo!

Mwah.

♪ Jane, you're playing
for fun... ♪

-Whoo!
-(clank)

OLAF: You know
the first thing I thought

when I saw you?

I thought, "I want to make
a child with that person."



(Olaf and Elsa chuckle)

ELSA:
What if it's a her?

What would you call her?

OLAF:
Ragni, maybe.

ELSA:
Sorry? (chuckles)

OLAF:
Ragni.

ELSA: Uh, let me think about
that for a second. (laughs)

-Ragni.
-You hate it.

-Uh, boy's name?
-Texas.

(Olaf laughing)

-(Elsa chuckles)
-OLAF: You kidding me?

-Texas is, like, a state,
you know? -I know.

OLAF: There's about
three or four hours

till we reach the peak.

ELSA:
Ah, great.

(indistinct chatter)

Sweetie, can I just say
one last thing?

Then, I swear,
no more wedding talk.

-Of course.
-It's about the band.

But that is the one thing
you said I could handle myself,

and I've already made
my decision, Elsa.

Yeah, it's just that
I don't want

to use your brother's band.

-Why not?
-Honey...

He's super, super good.

-He works super hard.
-Yeah.

And-and he-he even takes
vocal lessons now.

Yeah, I know this.

I know this. It's just that,
um, well, Eric is no good.

I mean, he's, well,
terrible, actually.

His singing is like shit.

Hey. I mean, he has a nice b...

Olaf!

Olaf, I didn't mean to...
Oh, God.

Wait for me.

Why are you so sensitive?

♪ ♪

Told you I could get us here.

(both chuckle)

(Olaf sighs)

It's beautiful.

Thank you. I love you.

(chuckles)

(sighs)

(rustling nearby)

(whispering):
Elsa.

-Look. Look.
-What is it? Hmm? Hmm?

-Look.
-(gasps)

-(Elsa gasping)
-(bear groans)

Quick, the camera.
Get the camera.

Oh, my, I've always wanted
to see a bear in real life.

First, humpbacks in Iceland,
and now this.

We have such good luck
in nature.

(Elsa chuckles)

(camera clicks)

(grumbling)

ELSA:
What do you see?

(birds screeching)

Hmm?

It's demented or something.

What?

-Can I get the camera?
Give me the camera. -Yeah.

(scoffs) Demented?

I-I-I think we should leave it.

It's-it's something wrong
with it. Come on.

-Come on..
-ELSA: Ah!

-OLAF: Shh. Come on.
-ELSA: It's so cute.

Oh, there's nothing
to be afraid of, Kristoffer.

I'm not afraid, Elsa.

Oh, sweetie, now, of course not.

♪ ♪

OLAF:
Oh, fuck.

Don't panic.

What do we do?

"If it's black, fight back.

If it's brown, lay down."

ELSA:
But is it black or is it brown?

I mean, it looks brown to me.

OLAF: We're in Appalachia.
It's black.

-We have to fight it.
-How do you know?

You're not a bear expert.

(bear growls)

Whatever you do, don't...

-Run! Where are we going?
-Oh-oh, no. Oh-oh, no.

-I said don't run! Stop! Stop!
-Uphill. Uphill.

-(growling)
-(indistinct shouting)

-OLAF: Run!
-Where do we go?

-Run, Elsa! Run!
-Where do we go?

OLAF:
Oh, my God. Oh, my God!

-Run!
-(Elsa screaming)

He's coming! Come on!

ELSA:
No! It's following...

(screams, grunts)

(groans, gasps)

(growling)

Olaf! No!

God!

(screaming)

(whimpering)

-(continues screaming)
-(bear growling)

(whimpering)

(screams, gasps)

(yelling)

-ELSA: Help me!
-Come on! Come on!

Olaf! (screams)

(screams)

-(Elsa screaming)
-(bear snarling)

(yells)

(groaning)

-(bear grumbles)
-(gasps)

(gasps)

(whimpering)

(roars)

♪ ♪

(moans softly)

(snarls)

NARRATOR (on TV):
This is drugs.

(sizzling)

This is your brain on drugs.

It isn't glamorous
or cool or kid stuff.

The thrill can kill.

Smoking crack is like
putting a gun in your mouth...

...and pulling the trigger.

Millions of dollars' worth of
cocaine dropped from the sky

early today onto a driveway
in Knoxville, Tennessee.

Kenley Jones reports tonight
it was found

on the body of a man
who fell to his death

when his parachute
failed to open.

(siren wailing)

JONES: The body of the heavily
armed parachutist was found

early this morning
by 85-year-old Fred Myers

and his neighbor, Ralph Johnson.

And you could see that
his main chute didn't open,

so I guess the loafers
was too much for him.

JONES: Police found more than
70 pounds of cocaine

wrapped in
football-size packages

in a duffel bag
the chutist was carrying.

Emergency chute deployed,
but didn't help much, I suppose.

Any narcotics found
with the plane wreckage?

Nothing.

Here's the I.D.

I know who that is.

Full name:
Andrew C. Thornton II.

Man was out of his mind.

-What's the "C" stand for?
-Hmm?

You said "full name," but
you didn't say his full name.

BOB: Thornton was one of Syd
White's guys out of Missouri.

He's a known drug trafficker
with ties to Colombia.

Part of
the Bluegrass Conspiracy.

And there's more of this
out there.

They dumped it somewhere.

Hey, Reba,
you have a dog, right?

Had.

Border collie. Barry.

Sorry for your loss.

Border collie, huh?

That's a cool dog.

Did he play fetch and stuff?

He loved fetch.

What?

Nothing. I just...

That's just awesome.

(panting)

(sighs)

("The Warrior" by Scandal
featuring Patty Smyth playing)

(squishing)

Damn it, Gabe.

Hi, Daveed.

(sighs, clears throat)

Uh, mind if I order first?

This won't take long.

(grunts)

Damn, I just bought these.

Hey, how's Gabe doing, anyway?

Did you hear about Thornton?

It's a tough way to go.

He only had 30 kilos on him.

Any idea where
we could find the rest?

Chattahoochee.

Georgia?

There's an area
called Blood Mountain.

When the plane's going down,

the pilots know
where to drop our load.

And then we just go and get it.

I don't need a bunch
of worried Colombians.

Now, I want you
to take Eddie with you.

Eddie's in mourning.

Joanie just died.

And he quit.

Joanie's the reason why he quit.

She's not here anymore.

The sooner he moves on,
the better.

Syd, I-I just don't...

Stop.

He won't even come
to get his goddamn son.

I am sick and tired
of watching my kid's kid.

Grandpa Syd, watch.

Yeah, that's great.

Got to go. Shift starts at 8:00.

Tomorrow's lunch is in
the fridge, and the chicken's...

(music playing quietly
over headphones)

Chicken's in the microwave.

Just hit "start."

Thought you were off tonight.

We talked about this, remember?

Me picking up some extra shifts?

You said you were okay with it.

I was okay with it
until I realized

why you want
those extra shifts--

so you could go and do overtime
with Ray the Pediatrician.

Gross, Dee Dee. Gross.

You know, he invited us
to go to Nashville

this weekend
to see his band play.

We were supposed to go paint
the waterfall this weekend.

I know, but it's gonna be fun.

We're gonna make
a whole weekend out of it.

It's Nashville.

He's a good guy, Deirdra.

Just...

BOTH:
Give him a chance.

Please don't do that.

Do what?

You know what.

We'll paint the waterfall
another weekend, okay?

(sighs) Close my door.

("Trail of Tears" by Kathy Dee
playing quietly)

BARTENDER:
That's enough for today.

Wait, what?

Hey, Eddie.

They spelled her name wrong,
Daveed.

-It says "John."
-Oh.

-Says "John."
-Yeah.

-Her name is fucking Joan.
-Look, we...

-We could get it fixed.
-No.

I got to wait a week
for it to heal first.

I got seven more days of "John."

JONES (over TV):
The chutist has been identified

as Andrew Thornton
of Paris, Kentucky.

-Wait, is that us?
-Hey.

Listen, Syd is worried
about you, all right?

Says you haven't seen Gabe
in weeks.

(crying)

I'm so sad, man.

I'm so fucking sad.

Okay?

(sniffles, whimpers)

Can I get the, uh...
the penne, please?

Does it come with chicken,
or is it just, uh...

It's just plain.

♪ ♪

I knew you'd be late.

It finally came in.
Check it out.

How many weeks' allowance
is that?

Like a thousand, but worth it.

-Can I use the toilet?
-Uh, no.

My mom is gonna be home soon.

And we got to go if we want
to get to the falls by lunch.

Why by lunch?

The light, Henry.

But I got to go pee.

Go outside.

Why do I skip school with you?

You're bossier than
the teachers.

Now, the adoption people--

I'm not sure who I talked to
over there--

told me I was supposed to be
getting me a Lab.

A fun one, a...
a man's-best-friend type.

I don't know
if there was an error,

because the one I got
is just kind of...

-REBA: Bob?
-...I don't know,

just kind of fancy.

-Bob, Captain says
it's time to go. -Got it.

Hey, look, I'm gonna
have to call you back.

(hangs up phone)

Hey, Reba.

You got plans for tonight?

Uh, Bob, you're a nice guy.

-I just don't...
-Mind looking after Rosette?

(Rosette whines)

-Oh.
-I have to go to Georgia

for the Thornton case,

and you said
you were good at dogs.

I said I had a dog.

You don't have jurisdiction
in Georgia.

A trucker overheard
a couple of guys

talking at a bar last night.

-I'll tell you in the car.
-No, no, no.

Pretty sure they're Syd's guys.

Oh, come on. You got to be
sort of good with them.

I only had her for a day.

Please?

Uh, I don't know if I could
trust anyone else around here.

(sighs)

Just go.

We'll be fine.

Thanks.

(whining)

HENRY: Can't believe
I left the backpack.

DEE DEE:
I can. I know the way.

HENRY:
School's gonna call, you know.

You know what? Let 'em.

And your mom's gonna be pissed.

So's your dad.

He doesn't care if I play hooky.

For a girl who likes
to be left alone,

you do a lot of shit
for attention.

DEE DEE: Look, I'm not
ditching for attention.

I just want to paint
the waterfall.

HENRY:
Admit it.

You want her to find out
and worry about you.

♪ ♪

(sighs)

(inhales deeply)

(exhales)

-(phone ringing)
-Jesus! Fuck!

Coral, it's Sari.

Is Dee Dee over there?

School just called.

No.

Yeah, well, can you just
put Elliot on?

Yes, well, his daughter
just ditched school,

so can you please
just put him on?

Every time I call,
he's in the bathroom.

What the hell is wrong with him?

Never mind.

♪ ♪

("Love Song of the Waterfall"
by Slim Whitman playing)

(laughs)

(sighs)

♪ A love song of the waterfall ♪

♪ I hear through
virgin timbertop... ♪

(jingling)

(door bangs shut)

50 cents.

I'm not gonna see
that wrapper outside

-on the ground, now, am I?
-No, ma'am.

You one of those kids
caused me a bunch of shit?

-What?
-Empty your pockets.

Vest pocket. Come on.

(sniffs)

Is that perfume?

That's none of your business.

Well, it smells really nice.

Yeah, well, it's European.

Oh.

Yeah, I'm expecting someone
in a minute.

Is it too much?

Not at all.

Smells expensive.

(chuckling):
Well, it is.

You want a sucker?

Sure.

I like the green one.

This is a red one.

-Yes, ma'am.
-Uh-huh.

Oh, shit. He's here.

(gasps, coughs)

-(humming nervously)
-(car door closes)

(bell jingling)

PETER (goofy voice):
Am I in the right place?

(Liz and Peter laughing)

(normal voice):
Oh! Right.

Told you it was big.

(laughing):
Oh, it's big.

What's that smell?

It's European.

(sighs)

(Liz chuckles)

Someone been smoking?

Um, he was.

-Can you believe it?
-What?

LIZ: You know,
cigarettes kill people.

-Yeah, but...
-And animals.

Forest fires are the number one
cause of death for wildlife.

Yeah, and y-you should be
educating yourself

instead of endangering
the entire ecosystem.

(whispers):
Just get out of here.

-(bell jingling)
-Get out.

Unbelievable.

(Peter chuckles)

You got a dusty beaver here,
Ranger.

Yeah, well, I'm working on that.

♪ ♪

Hey, Henry!

It looks like the deer
on this sign are doing it!

HENRY:
Hold on.

Seriously, what the hell
are you even doing?

Marking our territory.

Ugh! Don't shit out here!

I'm not shitting. (sighs)

Hey. Did your mom pack
double lunch for school again?

My dad didn't have a chance
to make any.

DEE DEE:
Hey, Henry.

♪ ♪

Check it out.

It's drugs, I think.

It's drugs?

Remember that guy from assembly?

He showed us pictures of stuff
that looked just like this.

Yeah. The guy from Vietnam
with no legs.

No.

This is definitely cocaine.

Yeah. Of course.

I'm just not used to
seeing it like that.

You know, it's usually
more powdery on the streets.

When have you seen cocaine
on the streets?

When I do it.

Oh, yeah?

With who?

With Faulk.

After church.

Faulk does not do cocaine
after church.

Are you friends with Faulk?

No. He's a pervert.

Then you wouldn't know.

Liar.

You're just mad
you're never invited.

I don't care I'm not invited.

Sounds like you care.

Do some, then.

What?

You've done it before.
You can do it again.

Well, uh, we're exercising,
though. Shooting and stuff.

I mean, I can't do cocaine
while shooting and exercising.

That wouldn't be good.

Fine.

Knife me.

Okay, so how do I do it?

You eat it.

How much?

Like a tablespoon's worth.

♪ ♪

Oh!

-(spits) Son of a bitch!
-(laughs)

Oh, what the hell?

-(spitting)
-Rookie.

(gagging)

You do it, then.

Ugh.

♪ ♪

(sputtering exhale)

-Ah, shit!
-(laughing)

What the hell?

This isn't as good
as the shit I normally do.

Ugh!

(sniffs)

How much do you think
this stuff is worth?

Let's sell drugs together.

Yeah, we could sell them on
the street like you and Faulk.

There's more.

Ow.

(groans)

Something got into it.

A deer, maybe.

Could you imagine that?
Deer on cocaine?

It'd be like this.

Yeah, it'd be, like,
going into trees like-- bang!

-Bang!
-Yep, and then it'd get stuck.

Yeah, and then it'd be so sad.

Hey, Dee Dee. Do you think
my dad has ever done cocaine?

Your dad has definitely
done cocaine.

(clears throat)

(clears throat)
My throat's really runny.

(continues clearing throat)

Stop that.

-(clearing throat)
-(bear grunting)

(growling)

Did it do the cocaine?

Don't move a muscle.

(sneezes)

-(both screaming)
-(bear roars)

SYD (over phone):
Listen to me.

You were supposed to grab Eddie,
not run your mouth.

-Now we have trouble.
You understand? -Got it.

-I'll take care of it.
-(glass breaks over phone)

SYD:
Gabe, knock that off. Gabe.

-GABE: Grandpa Syd!
-SYD: Gabe, driving me nuts.

Little...

Fuck.

(sighs)

(engine starts)

("On the Wings of Love"
by Jeffrey Osborne playing)

♪ Is on the wings of love ♪

♪ On the wings of love ♪

♪ Only the two of us ♪

♪ Together flying high ♪

♪ Flying high
up on the wings of love... ♪

Joan loved this song.

(sniffles)

She said he sang with the soul
of a thousand-year-old man.

Um, Eddie, listen.

Uh, when Joanie died,

I'm sorry I didn't, you know...

It's fine.

No, I could've did more.

It's fine.

I should've been there.

I didn't need you there.

I don't hang out
with drug dealers anymore.

It's against my constitution.

I'm more than a drug dealer.

-No, you're not.
-Come on, Eddie.

We're friends, right?

No.

Fine.

I think he's happy she's dead.

He's not happy she died.

Blamed her for me leaving
the family business,

if we can call it that.

Sometimes...

-I wonder if he did it to her.
-What?

No, Joanie died of cancer.

I know.

Maybe he gave her the cancer.

You can't give no one cancer.

Yes, you can. With stress.

Stop protecting him.

You know what?
Maybe I should turn this off.

No!

-(sighs)
-(whimpering)

♪ Running free, traveling ♪

-♪ On the wings of love ♪
-(Eddie sobbing)

Okay.

♪ On the wings of love,
up and above... ♪

Okay, so we start...

-Did you notice my nails?
-Those are beautiful.

-Thank you. We start...
-Excuse me. Is the ranger in?

I'm wearing the stuff.

Oh. Did either of you
see a girl,

13, come through here?
My daughter...

You lost your daughter
in the park.

Well, she came here on her own,
heading to the waterfall.

Yeah. Hikers under 16 must be
accompanied by an adult.

Well, I didn't know
she was coming here.

You know, we get
a lot of runaways,

bad apples,
youngsters who aren't too happy

with the way things are at home.

She's not a runaway.

She just came to paint the...

Can someone just please point me

in the direction
of Blood Mountain?

(laughs) This is Blood Mountain.

-Sorry. I-I'm Peter.
-SARI: Oh.

This is Peter,
wildlife inspection rep.

We're about to head up there
ourselves.

Oh. Do you mind if I tag along?

Now, Peter,
the wildlife inspection

is a very important process.

We wouldn't want you distracted

by our little
damsel in distress here.

PETER:
Nothing can distract me

from making sure
the entire biological community

is safe for all our friends.

Friends?

-He means animals.
-I don't like that word.

He doesn't like
to call them animals.

Well, I won't be a burden.

I'll get my hat.

(chuckling):
Okay.

PETER:
Shoes okay for hiking?

SARI: Oh, yeah.
I-I think I'll be okay.

-LIZ: I have on boots.
-Yep.

DAVEED:
Come on, Eddie.

I'm done playing this game.

EDDIE:
You-you wanted...

You were the one
who wanted to play this.

You still have
three more questions.

-DAVEED: Listen.
-EDDIE: What?

I'm tired of playing
this fucking game.

No, you're not.
You just don't want to lose.

I'm-a go in here
and take a piss, all right?

I didn't know
rangers carried guns.

Park rangers are peace officers.

Which means we can shoot people.

Forest is a dangerous place.

That gang of pubes
are dangerous.

"Gang of pubes"?

Teens. Delinquents.

(laughing, whooping)

They've been attacking hikers.

They hurt anyone?

They cut them with a knife.

Call themselves the Doochamps.

Watch your back.

Pop-art punks
pop up out of nowhere.

(whispers):
Out of nowhere.

♪ ♪

DAVEED:
Fuck is this?

He's afraid, buds.

Empty your pockets.

(chuckles) No.

Empty your pockets, please.

(laughing)

Since you asked so nicely.

You think this is a joke?

I do.

Get him, buds.

STACHE: I'm shaking
a fucking knife, man. Come on.

-Just stab him. -Come on, man.
It's a fucking knife!

-Go on!
-(yells)

(grunting and groaning)

Oh!

Come on, Rocky. Come on, Rocky.

-Come on, Rocky.
-Ah! Banzai!

(yelling and grunting)

DAVEED:
Give me this fucking board!

You're going down, man!
(laughs wildly)

(yells)

(grunting and groaning)

Submit! Submit!

What the...

DAVEED:
Hold this!

Aah! Fucking skateboard!

(screams)

(grunts)

(panting)

(groaning):
Oh, my.

(Daveed grunts)

(Daveed panting, groaning)

(groans)

The fuck is wrong with y'all?!

Shit!

LIZ:
I love this road.

PETER:
Ah, love it up there.

So, wait, where is it
that you wanted to go again?

What? The falls.

The Secret Falls. Right, well,
we can go up this way

-or take the loop.
-LIZ: I love the loop.

Well, you can see
the top of the...

This is a more direct...

All right. We're going this way.

Well, crap.

Told you she shouldn't
have come with us.

Just distracting you completely.

PETER:
She can hear you.

LIZ: I wanted to get up
to see the sunset.

-What's taking you so long?
-(sighs)

What'd you do?

Please tell me
you found them like this.

They attacked me.

Are they dead?

Well, one might be.

The-the one that stabbed me
might be dead.

Jesus Chr... They're kids.

I loved this fucking jersey,
man.

Okay, they're fine.

Thank God.

No fucking way.

Daveed?

♪ ♪

(gasping)

What happened?

Hey.

-Wake up.
-(groans)

Where'd you find this?

Whoa.

Where is this energy
coming from, bud?

You tried to fucking kill me.

You got a foul mouth there, bud.

I tell him that all the time.

Where did you find this?

Up on the mountain.

Where's the rest of it?

I don't know.

Listen, I just took out
the three of you in 15 seconds.

What do you think I'll do
to just you

when you're already
on the floor?

Okay. Okay.

We stashed it under a gazebo.

Going back for it later tonight.

A gazebo?

It's a pavilion-type structure.

I know what the fuck
a gazebo is.

I didn't.

(groans)

Are my buds dead?

-Show us where.
-Oh, God.

You know,
I-I'm feeling kind of tired.

I think I should rest.

Okay. Want a dirt nap?

Eddie, go get the gun.

It's in the glove.

I prefer we left guns
out of this.

Yeah. Same.

And I would prefer
not to be stabbed.

So, Eddie, please go get
the fucking gun.

Okay.

Okay.

All right, all right.

All right, I'm coming.

Relax.

It's getting real cold out.

(sighs)

-(groans)
-DAVEED: Let's go.

So, where you guys from?

Shut up. Keep walking.

Gonna be a long hike
if we can't talk to each other.

It better not be a long hike.

STACHE: Friend's
pretty serious, ain't he?

EDDIE: Well, I don't think
he's too happy

after getting stabbed
in the shoulder.

Well, it wasn't me.

Eh, I don't blame him, though.

Getting stabbed sucks.

DAVEED:
Hey, shut the fuck up.

("Too Hot ta Trot"
by Commodores playing)

♪ Well, you're too hot ta trot,
now, baby ♪

♪ Well, you're too hot ta stop ♪

♪ Whoo, baby ♪

♪ Well, you're too hot ta trot,
now, baby ♪

♪ Well, you're too hot ta stop ♪

-(squeaking)
-♪ Whoo... ♪

BOB:
Yeah, Reba, it's Bob.

I was wondering
how Rosette is doing.

Realized I hadn't said
a proper goodbye.

I...

I don't know if dogs think about
that sort of thing, but, uh...

Anyway, I... (sighs)

Thanks again for helping out.

Bye.

PETER:
Look at this.

LIZ:
Oh, no.

PETER:
Look at this mess. (groans)

LIZ:
People don't have any respect.

PETER: This is gonna end up
in scat, this plastic.

LIZ:
I... Let me pick that up.

-All right. Thank you, Ranger.
-Dee Dee!

-PETER: That is sticking.
-I got some oil in the car.

SARI:
Dee Dee! Henry!

PETER:
'Cause if that stays open,

-critters can get in there.
-Oh, yeah, critters.

What kind of critters? Huh?

-Squirrels?
-Squirrels could get in there.

-LIZ: Chipmunks?
-Yeah, chipmunks get in there.

-Dee Dee!
-PETER: Uh, skunks.

Raccoon, you know,
little burglar.

-That's right.
-Got his own little mask on.

-Yeah, with their cute little
outfit. -I think they're cute.

PETER:
Uh, skunks.

LIZ:
Skunks. Hmm.

-Possums.
-PETER: Possums.

-Definitely possums.
-Possum.

-Uh...
-Hey, possum.

-HENRY: Mrs. McKinndry!
-(Peter and Liz chuckling)

Henry?

HENRY:
Here! Hello?

Henry?

HENRY:
Up here!

♪ ♪

-LIZ: Hey. Whoa.
-PETER: Oh.

SARI: Henry, what are you
doing up there?

No.

-No, that's not safe at all.
-LIZ: No.

PETER: It's too high.
You got to come down.

Get down here.

Don't be mad,
but we skipped school.

-No shit, Henry.
-LIZ: It's high.

But there was a bear.

A really terrible bear.

-A bear?
-Yeah, I know.

-It was fucked!
-LIZ: Hey!

That's inappropriate.

Sorry for cussing,
but it attacked me and Dee Dee.

It attacked you?

-Henry, where is Dee Dee?
-PETER: No, no.

Bears are
very peaceful creatures.

You must have done something
to upset it.

-Yeah, did you feed it?
-What did you do?

Nothing! Y'all need to hide!

I'm telling you,
it's not just any bear!

You have to listen to me!

Henry, where is Dee Dee?

The monster took her.

LIZ: Now, I'm not gonna
tell you again, little girl.

Get down here now.

-A...
-(branch snaps, bird caws)

-(bear grunting)
-I...

Dee Dee!

♪ ♪

-(gasps)
-(bear growls)

(Sari and Liz scream)

-SARI: Whoa!
-(Liz continues screaming)

LIZ:
Peter!

-(gasps) No!
-Peter!

(screaming)

PETER:
Oh! Oh, no!

It let me go! He ran off!

-Henry, jump down.
-It's too high.

LIZ:
Is it gone?

Do you see it?

(rustling)

(screams)

Yeah.

Why are you shooting at me?

Get your ass down!

This is your fault.

Right behind you. I saw it.

Stay down.

(panting)

What? (gasps)

♪ ♪

(Liz panting)

-(bear roars)
-(Liz screaming)

Help me!

(screams) Help!

-(bullet ricochets)
-(yelps)

PETER:
Ranger! Ranger!

Did it get you?

LIZ:
That asshole!

I'm gonna get him.

I'm gonna get that asshole.

(groaning)

I'll get help.

SARI:
Where are you going?

(groans) God Almighty.

Hey. What...

Where is it?

SARI:
Hey!

What should I do?

LIZ:
Motherfucker!

Come back! Help us!

PETER:
Oh, fuck!

(frightened quavering)

There's something wrong with it.

Yeah, I told you there was.

Why is it acting like this?

Did you feed it cocaine?

No. But you're safe.

Bears can't climb trees.

Of course they can!

Then why are you up here?

(panting)

(whimpers)

♪ ♪

(shuddering breaths)

(gasps)

It's okay. It's okay.

(trembling breaths)

Okay.

(gasps)

(bear sniffing)

(whimpers)

No.

Henry, climb. Henry, go.

Climb! Climb!
You got to get higher!

-Climb.
-SARI: Go, Henry!

Go!

-Henry, move!
-Go higher!

(whimpering)

-PETER: Go up!
-(roaring)

SARI:
Henry, go!

Oh, God.

-SARI: Go, Henry! No!
-Whoa!

SARI:
No!

Oh, God. Henry!

-(growling)
-(Henry grunts)

(growls)

(whimpers)

(growls)

(sniffing)

Oh, God.

(growls)

Oh, shit.

(yelps) No, no, no, no!

(screaming)

Get off of me! No, no!

-(screams)
-Get off! Get off of me!

(screaming)

-(bones crunching)
-(bear grunts)

Henry, jump! Jump down!

-(whimpers)
-Move, Henry!

(Peter continues screaming)

(weak, gasping breaths)

It's okay. It's okay.
You're doing great.

You're almost there.
Come on, baby.

-(grunts)
-Come on. Let's go.

Come on.

♪ ♪

(growls)

(snorts, growls)

(both panting)

Go. Hide. Come here. Come here.

(gasping)

That was so messed up.

That little man
was an expert on bears

but didn't know the bear
was the cocaine bear.

Wait. What did you say?

We found cocaine,
Mrs. McKinndry.

There was cocaine in the forest,
and the bear ate it

and then went crazy
on me and Dee Dee

and now on that guy back there.

Did you hear him scream?

He's so dead.

I'd love to not remember that.

But it kind of seems like

the thing that stays
with a man forever.

Henry, when the bear
took Dee Dee, was she...

Alive? Yeah.

It chased her that way.

We got to go. Let's go.

-(bell jingling)
-(panting)

He get at you, too?

-Fucking beast.
-Yeah, you can say that again.

-Call an ambulance.
-I already did.

LIZ:
Keep him awake.

Yeah, I've been trying.

You piles of shit!

-You're the Doochamps!
-Hey, that's-that's not ours.

We found it.

(panting)

"It's not ours."

I'm a park ranger.

-I'm not dumb.
-I know.

They say I can't keep
my park safe,

that I'm unfit
for the big leagues.

I'd have been
at Yellowstone by now

if it weren't for you shits!

-Buds.
-LIZ: Huh?

There's someone outside.

It's him. Get to the door.
Get to the door.

-(groaning)
-Yeah.

Now, uh, open it
when I-I count to three.

Wait, wait.
But you're gonna shoot him?

Hell yes, I'm gonna shoot him!

He took a bite out of my ass!

What the fuck is wrong
with this guy?

Now, open it when I say so.

Now.

(panting)

That's a fucking bear.

(screams)

What the fuck?!

♪ ♪

I didn't mean to. I'm sorry.

-You're sorry?
-I'm sorry.

-Where'd the bear go?
-You killed him.

Where's the bear?!

-I don't know!
-Close the door!

-Close the motherfucking door.
-(voice shaking): Jesus Christ.

LIZ (whispers):
Close the door.

Oh, God. I'm sorry, bud.

(bell jingling)

Keep your mouth shut.
Check over there.

(thumping)

Shh.

(wood creaking)

(whispering):
He's up there.

He's up there.

♪ ♪

(panting quietly)

(wind whistling)

(thumping)

♪ ♪

I got it. I got it.

(panting)

-(bear growls)
-(screams)