Range Runners (2019) - full transcript

A woman thru-hiking an isolated trail runs into trouble when her pack is hijacked by two men hiding out in the woods, desperate and on the run. Now, stranded and left to fend for herself, ...

What you doing on your ass?

You're still breathing

though, right?

This is what people

call a teachable moment.

You know what that means?

They call it that

because these are

the moments that

shape who we are.

Of all the pain and heartache

in the years to come,

this is when we first

learn how to cope.

You better look at me

when I'm talking to you.

Whenever you start to

feel like you can't go on,

you keep in mind that

all that negativity

ain't coming from

your physical body.

It's all up here, girl.

Your body will always

fight against you,

that's what it was

designed to do.

Don't let it.

This is your vessel.

Your tool.

It doesn't tell you what to

do, it's the other way around.

It really hurts.

Maybe it does.

Years from now it

might still hurt.

But are you gonna tell people

that you hurt your knee

because you fell down once,

or are you gonna tell people

that you fell down, but

in spite of the pain,

you pulled yourself

off the ground,

you pushed on, and

you persevered?

Now get on up.

Clock's still running.

You look like hell.

It's good to see you.

I was watching that.

Bullshit.

You were snoring.

You feel better?

You smell better, at least.

What?

Just trying to figure

it all out, I guess.

Well let me know how it goes.

What's it like out there?

Exhausting.

Come on, Mel.

400 miles I've

been following you,

and while you're out having

your grand adventure,

I'm stuck in the car all day

waiting for you to show up.

We've got a long way to go yet.

Give me something to go on.

I run, I eat, I sleep.

There's rocks, trees,

dirt, miles and miles,

and no end in sight.

I haven't found God or anything,

if that's what you're asking.

What do you want from me?

Probably best if we

both get some sleep.

You think you're tired, try

raising a three-year-old.

Can you turn the TV back on?

Can't fall asleep without it.

I come bearing gifts.

Too bad we need it.

It's a bear bell.

You wear it on your pack

to ward off black bears.

I read about it on the internet.

I also read that singing

at the top of your lungs

as you hike works too.

Oh, one more thing.

Ah, come on, I

already told you.

It's prepaid, for emergencies.

Just in case.

It's useless.

I won't even have

service out there.

I'm not asking for much.

Just hold onto it.

It'll make me feel better, okay?

Thank you.

Mm-mm, nah.

I've got 200 miles to go before

the next support stop-off.

If weather holds up, I

should be able to make it

in eight days.

Mom told me to tell you

you're wasting your life,

by the way.

What a refreshing

change of pace.

Give her a break, she feels

like everyone abandoned her.

It is so quiet.

Is anybody else out there?

Too early in the season.

Most of the

through-hikers have been

in the trail head by now.

Nobody could ever

keep up with you.

I know you don't

wanna hear this,

but I'm your sister, so

I'm gonna tell you anyway.

You don't have to prove

anything to anyone now.

Him least of all.

Maybe at the next

location, you'll consider

taking an extra day.

We can get some real food,

maybe a couple drinks?

And we're getting

a better place.

Somewhere with a

goddamn hot tub.

You might enjoy all this

masochistic caveman shit,

but as far as I'm

concerned, I'm on vacation.

We'll see.

Promise me you'll call.

See you in eight days.

You okay?

Yeah, it's nothin'.

Just my dogs are barkin' is all.

Looks more like

they're biting.

These are pretty bad.

Yeah.

I'm gone for five

minutes and you manage

to pick up a stray.

She was

just passing by.

She stopped by to

give me a hand.

Mighty considerate.

Personally I'd have just

left him where he lay.

Still thinking about

it, to be honest.

Not ideal hiking wear.

Yeah.

Might've bit off a little

more than I can chew.

Didn't think we'd be

stuck out here this long.

You want me to

take a look at that?

I've got a first aid kid.

He just sprained it.

He tripped over a log.

Clumsy me.

You know, I got a few

dozen sprains of my own.

Stress fractures and

shin splints too.

Congratulations.

Funny thing is, through

all those injuries,

I've never once seen

a sprain bleed before.

I'd recommend you

clean whatever that is.

And change the bandages.

Just my two cents.

Try to keep off those feet.

Maybe next time invest in

a pair of hiking boots?

Thanks.

Morning.

Hey.

Sorry if we startled you,

we rolled in pretty late.

Didn't hear you

come in is all.

You afraid that

thing's gonna walk off

in the middle of

the night or what?

I don't carry a bear bat.

This way if I know

if anything comes

rifling through my

pack looking for food.

That's smart.

It is at that.

Something wrong?

I was just thinking about how

you helped out Jared yesterday.

You were off into

the wild yonder

even before he got a

chance to thank you.

Got a schedule to keep is all.

You seem pretty focused.

Running like the

dickens as I recall.

Ain't that right, Jared?

Like the ever-lovin' dickens.

That's what I said.

Didn't think we'd ever

catch up with you.

Pretty hardcore.

Camping out here

without any gear.

What are you guys, day hikers?

I guess you could say

that we're more purists.

We like to rough it.

We're a little out

of our element here.

Speak for yourself, Pop.

You're smothering it.

Give it room to

breathe, till it takes.

Then add the big stuff.

That's what I

keep tellin' him.

So where you off

to in such a hurry?

I got a lot of miles today.

You haven't even

had breakfast yet.

Go on, then.

Pop a squat.

We won't trouble you none.

What kinda knife is that?

Fixed blade?

You keep it sharp.

Kinda the whole

point, isn't it?

So, what's your deal?

What do you mean?

You just seem like somebody

that's got someplace else

they'd rather be.

Like I'd rather

be alone, you mean?

No.

No, it's more than that.

Most people that come

out to places like this

are lookin' for a sense

of peace and quiet.

They're sort of calm, I guess.

What makes you

think I'm not calm?

You seem like a

pretty intense person.

Restless maybe, I don't know.

No offense.

The trail, all this,

has nothing to do

with why I'm out here.

It's the distance I'm after.

I see.

I guess it's in our

nature to do things

that aren't in our nature.

Yeah.

What's that supposed to be?

It's a train whistle.

I really need

to hit the trail.

Daylight's wasting.

Hey, you know, maybe

we could tag along.

You guys would

just slow me down.

If you don't mind.

Aww, shucks.

I was just startin' to

grow fond of the thing.

You know what?

Keep it.

Hey, can't...

Back off!

Okay, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

Look, can't you see that

we're desperate here, okay?

Like I can barely walk, and I,

you can't just leave

us out here, please.

You're being rude

to my friend there.

I'm leaving.

You're in my way.

Hey, this doesn't have

to get out of hand, okay?

Let's just calm...

Fuck that.

You wanna leave, go ahead.

But we're keeping the pack.

Maybe you can just

give us some food,

or your first aid kit, we're

just looking for a break here.

Please?

Hey, wait!

No, stop.

You're just making this worse!

Please, stop!

Stop it!

You done playing grab-ass?

I can't fucking run like this.

You watch that

goddamn mouth of yours.

It ain't work if it ain't hard.

You have no idea what

your body's capable of

until you've felt

the absolute limit

of what you think is

physically possible.

Until you reach that point,

you're just making excuses.

What if I faint?

Then you will know

what your limits are,

and figure out how

to push past them.

This isn't how it's

supposed to be, man.

Nice and quiet, that's what

we said, that's what we said.

In and out.

What do you want from me?

She had the goddamn

thing tied to her wrist.

What did you think was

gonna happen?

This isn't exactly

keeping a low profile, man.

Don't you think we're

in enough shit as is,

without having a

goddamn hostage?

Parker's not gonna like this.

Fuck Parker.

This doesn't change a thing.

We still hold all the cards.

Now quit your whining...

No, I didn't sign

up for this, man.

You wanna go runnin'

off hidin' in the woods

for the rest of your life,

that's fine, I've had enough.

Need I remind you

why you're here?

I got nothin' to

lose, believe me.

But you.

Share it.

50/50.

That's what was agreed upon.

Now, shut up, give me that.

You're starting to

make me nervous.

What are we

gonna do about her?

We can't just drag

her along with us.

No one has to find her.

Not till this is long over with.

No, no.

Fuckin' crazy, man?

We are not killing

her, you understand me?

Relax.

We'll just have

to leave her here.

Buy us enough time to get

some distance under our heels.

Scout's honor.

All right.

Not a hair on her head.

All right.

Where you think

you're goin', lady?

You trying to steal from us?

Your girlfriend here is quite

a crafty coos, ain't she?

Let's go, sweetheart.

Ups-a-daisy.

Quit your wriggling.

Get me some more

of that paracord.

You already used

it all on her wrists.

Don't put the cows to pasture

when the slaughterhouse

is waitin'.

That's what my

daddy used to say.

Don't fuckin' touch me.

Hey, hey.

I told my friend here that

I wasn't gonna hurt you.

I like to think of myself

as a man of my word.

But you keep causin' a ruckus,

and you'll make a

liar out of me yet.

Now.

That belt is comin' off,

one way or the other.

Now I can cut it off you,

along with whatever else

is in the way, or

you can keep still

and be rid of us all

the sooner for it.

Up to you, darlin'.

But choose now.

'Cause I'm not in then

mood to fuck around.

Take this.

Nice and tight.

All right, enough.

Let's fuckin' go, man.

You mind your

manners while I'm gone.

Daddy's gotta go to work.

You better hope I don't

see you again, motherfucker!

I'll be dreamin'

of you, sweetheart.

I'll take that water.

Don't take your eyes

off that fuckin' bag.

This isn't what I wanted,

when I saw you the other day,

and I am so sorry that you

got mixed up in all this.

But like I said, we're...

Desperate?

Yeah.

I got that.

I just want you to understand.

This is not the

type of person I am.

You're right.

You're a fuckin' coward.

Fuck!

Okay.

Get it together, Mel.

Get it.

You wanna knock that shit off?

Supposed to keep bears away.

Nevermind the goddamn bears.

Bears'd be the least

of your problems

if you don't shut your lips

and give me some peace.

You gonna answer it?

Not yet.

I wanna put a few miles

between us and the bloodhounds.

You all right?

Fuck off.

Man, we're gonna drop

dead if we keep this up.

Come on.

Don't you think we

ought to address that?

It's clearly bothering you.

Why don't you worry about

your damn self, gimpy?

Roll your sleeve

up, Mr. Badass.

That thing gets

any more infected,

we're gonna have to

lop off your whole arm.

Just you try it,

you fuckin' asshole.

I'll gut you and hang

you by your entrails.

All right.

I was just messin'

around, take it easy.

Maybe we could build a fire

or something, burn it...

No fire.

It'd be easier to...

No fire.

Fuck.

Move your fingers.

There we go.

All right.

Good as new.

Much obliged.

Ow!

You hear that?

Yeah.

Probably just a coyote.

You know what would

keep 'em away?

A fire!

You smell that, you

little rat fuckers?!

This is my territory!

It's claimed.

So stay the fuck away!

I wanna share

something with you

an old drill sergeant

taught us back in basic.

Something called

the crack theory.

The most miserable thing

about being out in the field

is getting caught in the rain.

Whenever it started up,

we would stop everything

to get out a poncho, bring

out our socks, whatever.

It's only natural

to want to keep

from feeling the

discomfort of it.

Right up until you

feel that water

dripping down the

crack of your ass.

At that point it simply

becomes a part of life.

You're forced to give it up.

But even before

the rain ever came,

he had us take out our canteens,

turn 'em over on

top of our heads.

Then we crawled out into the

dirt until we were caked in it.

See what I'm gettin' at?

By the time we were done, we

were already soaked through

as much as we

could possibly get.

We accepted our condition.

Dropped the pretense

of making anything

easier for ourselves.

And we were free to do

what we needed to do,

without another thought

about our personal comfort.

Sometimes it's best to just

embrace the discomfort.

To truly immerse yourself in it.

We are not here to make

it easy for ourselves.

You gotta have the training.

I ain't gonna tell you again.

That fuckin' bag leaves

your back one more time,

I'm gonna staple the goddamn

thing to your shoulder blades.

Keep it on.

We're never gonna get anywhere,

you keep poppin' a

squat every 30 steps.

However did I wind up stuck

with such a blubbering pussy?

It's embarrassing, really.

I didn't hear you

complain when you got me

mixed up in this goddamn mess.

I'm not the one

that came to you

beggin' for an easy

way to make some cash.

You just wanna remember that.

At least when we were locked up,

you still had some fight in you.

One bitch on the outside

lets you squeeze her tits,

and suddenly, you go

softer than my granddad

when he forgets to take

his little blue pill.

Listen, I am trying to make

a better life for myself.

You wanna begrudge

me that, fine.

You leave Celia out of it.

"A better life."

Is that what you call it?

She's at home right

now, watchin' talk shows

in between shifts at the

truck stop glory hole

while you're out here

with another woman

rubbin' your feet for ya.

But far be it for me to

intrude on your marital bliss.

How about it?

That bitch back there

was right, you know.

You really are a coward.

Wayland?

Don't kill me.

Don't kill me, I have a

little girl back home.

Oh yeah?

You tie her up and

leave her for dead too?

I'm sorry!

I didn't have a choice.

Shut up!

We're going for a walk.

What your planning,

it's not gonna work.

You don't know who

you're dealing with.

Keep moving.

Listen to me, listen to me.

We can just go.

You and me.

I didn't want to get your

pack, it was all him.

I just wanna get

back to my family.

I say you shut up.

You're gonna get

us both killed.

Drop it.

Do it now.

For fuck's sake, Wayland.

Help.

God damn, sweetheart.

Maybe I shoulda left

that piece of thing

tied up back there and

partnered up with you instead.

Step away.

Over there.

Oh, hell, darlin'.

You came all the way

up here just for that?

Thing is, I ain't

leavin' these woods.

Not for a while yet.

But I'm still gonna

need the goods you got

tucked away in there,

far more than I need

both of his eyes intact.

So, you do what you gotta do.

I won't blame you for it.

No!

All right, all right, all right.

Let's just all take

a deep breath here.

Back up!

Fair trade.

I get back what

you stole from me

and you get back whatever

the fuck is in this bag.

That's all I want.

Now.

What's it gonna be?

You ain't doing shit.

So you can just stop

with this nonsense,

put down the bag, and then

we can talk a little bit.

Hey, what the hell do

you think you're doing,

that's private.

Hey, hey!

All right.

You just put that on the

ground right fuckin' now!

No, what are you doing?

What the fuck are you doing!

What the fuck did you just do!

Get the pack!

Fuck!

Fuck!

No!

Stop!

Don't you move, you cunt.

You stay right there.

I'm gonna come down

there and I'm gonna

rip your goddamn eyes

out of their sockets.

Don't you fuckin' move!

I will fucking end you!

You fucking bitch!

Hey, Wayland.

Come on, it's done.

The hell it is!

Not until I squeeze the life

out of that meddlesome bitch!

What good is

it gonna do you, man?

Get your fuckin'

hands off of me!

Hey, listen to me!

I need you to focus, man!

I can't deal with this, I

need you to stay focused!

Okay!

Okay.

I'm focused.

All right.

Now what the fuck

we gonna do, huh?

Parker is out for blood, man.

And we just lost our leverage.

We're fucked, man.

Just settle down,

it'll be all right.

What are you talkin'

about, it'll be all right?

We lost our bargaining chip.

What are we supposed

to say, huh?

"Hey Parker, we screwed

up the exchange.

"Hey, sorry that

everything went to shit.

"Oh, but don't worry,

we lost your stash too?"

We're fucked, man.

The both of us.

All right, we need

to get out of here.

Hitch a ride.

What are

you talking about?

I can barely walk!

Okay.

So we'll go back to

the shelter, okay?

We'll hole down for the night.

And then we'll eat

something, okay?

Fine, fine, fine.

Just quit your snivelin'.

- All right?

- Yeah.

Just grab that and let's go.

I hope it hurts, you bitch.

I hope it rots off your

body and the coyotes

tear you to pieces!

You hear me?!

Hear me?!

Melanie.

Melanie.

Look at me now.

How does it feel?

It hurts.

No, I mean

how does it feel to know

that after all those

miles and all that time,

you just can't run anymore?

What are you

doing here, Chloe?

You tell me.

I need help.

10 years running

every marathon possible,

and all of a sudden you tell me

you want to run

through the mountains.

Why here?

Why now?

I've been trying

to puzzle it out.

And before you start

babbling about distance

and needing a new

challenge, you should assume

I already know the

answer to that question.

But I wanna hear you say it.

No more bullshit, Mel.

Just the truth.

Dad came out here once.

It was before Mom, when

he first got the Army.

Said he had spend so much

time being told where to be,

what to do, that he

just wanted to be

on his own for a while.

It was the only time

he felt truly free.

He never

told me about that.

Not surprising, though.

He was always closer to you.

What are you talkin' about?

He treated me like shit.

You were his little

princess, not me.

That's bullshit,

Mel, and you know it.

You think he dragged

you out to the track

six times a week because

he loved you less?

Hours and hours

spent training you.

Giving up his Saturdays at home

so he could make sure you were

the best you could possibly be.

He put all his hopes

and dreams into you.

For Christ's sake,

Melanie, he gave you

a shot at the Olympics.

Gave it to me?

You don't think I worked for it?

And for what?

You just threw it all away.

Right when he finally

thought all the work

he put into you would pay off.

What was it again?

Steroids?

EPO.

How could you do that to him?

How could he do that to me?

Do you think I wanted to spend

all those Saturdays out there

runnin' against that

stupid fuckin' stopwatch?

And watching him shake his

head in disappointment?

I never wanted to be in the

goddamn Olympics, Chloe.

That was his dream, not mine.

What about what I wanted?

What about my hopes, my dreams?

Did he ever stop to ask?

Let me tell you something.

The look on his face when I

had told him what I had done.

That was the single

greatest moment of my life.

And I never forgave

myself for it.

Now you're here.

Broken.

Well I hate to break

it to you, kiddo,

but you're gonna have to

run a little bit farther.

It's not gonna feel good, and

it's not gonna get any better,

but at least one way or

another, it'll all be over soon.

Are you gonna tell

people you hurt your knee

because you fell down once?

Or are you gonna tell them

that you fell down once,

but in spite of the pain,

you picked yourself up

off the ground, you pushed

on and you persevered?

Now get up.

Clock's still running.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Hello?

I'm here.

Hello!

Can somebody hear me?

Hey, down here!

What are you smiling about?

You happy with this time?

That's almost a full

two seconds faster

than anyone on this

team can pull off.

And a full three-tenths

of a second slower

than you ran it just last week.

You think that's progress?

Who are you running against?

You think you're trying

to beat out some runner

from some other school

or from your own team,

you're mistaken.

You think these other

runners care about your time?

They don't give

a shit about you.

All they're focused on

is their own performance.

They're not even looking at you.

They're looking deep

down inside themselves

for whatever sliver of willpower

will take them past their limit.

When you are out

there, your only enemy

is yourself and the clock.

You need to stop thinking

about everything else

and focus on this, because this

is the only thing that matters.

Run it again.

I'm here!

I'm here!

Stop!

Please!

Please please stop, stop

please, please stop!

Please stop.

Please.

Jesus, Mary, and Joseph.

You all right, sweetheart?

So two men did this to you?

That's just truly awful.

I'm so sorry that

happened to you.

I'll get the staties

out here right away

to start lookin' for 'em, but,

it's an awful lot

of woods to cover.

Any guess as to where

we should start?

About 30 miles in, I

landed at a hiking shelter

up on a bluff, near

the ridge line.

That's where they were headed.

Yeah, I know the place.

Hey, we'll find 'em.

Don't you worry.

All right now.

First things first, that

knee has got me worried.

Maybe not a bone break,

but I'll call ahead

and have an ambo standing by

at headquarters just in case.

I'll only be right over

there to call it in, hon.

Not gonna leave you.

They're waiting for us,

you think you can make it?

This was theirs.

Someone just tried to

call it, if it helps.

Yeah, I'm sure

it will at that.

All right, now you just

get settled in there.

Yep.

All right, mind the leg.

Okay.

Get you fixed up in no time.

Where's the

headquarters building?

Did you try calling anybody

with that phone you had?

The police, or?

I couldn't get a signal.

Well, that's all right, then.

So.

Where's that backpack?

What is this?

I'm sorry about this, honey.

I really am.

But I need you to

answer me, now.

The blue backpack you

got that phone from.

I wanna know where it is.

They still have it?

I wouldn't know.

We make regular

checks on that shelter

throughout the hiking season.

It's about a mile in there.

They'll never know we're comin'.

That we're coming?

Well.

I can't exactly leave you here.

I mean, cell phones

aren't for shit,

but that radio gets

perfect reception.

But you'll survive.

I'm not the bad guy

here, sweetheart.

But we all gotta play our part.

I believe I met

a friend of yours.

Now if what my supplier

tells me is true,

you already have one

bullet hole in you.

Don't make this hard.

Good boy.

Have a seat.

Both of you.

Now then.

I think it's time we

all had a little talk.

Now I already heard the

report from the state police,

but now, I wanna

hear your version.

Parker, this is not our fault.

They started shooting at us.

Are you gonna tell me that was

before one of them

took four knife wounds?

You know the only

reason I'm not in jail

and there aren't

dogs chasin' you down

like game through these

woods is because that man

kept his mouth shut,

despite the dozens

of stitches he received.

And why's that?

Because he is a

goddamn professional.

Which is more than I can

say for the two of you.

But that's all in

the past, right?

Hmm?

You gave them the money, they

gave you what you paid for.

As far as I'm concerned,

the deal is done.

So.

Let's put all this

nastiness behind us,

you give me my product,

I let you go on your way.

Fair's fair.

You do still have what

I paid for, I hope.

Oh sugar.

Please tell me

you still have it.

We did everything we

were supposed to do.

We did the exchange, and

then everything went to hell,

so we just ran, we

didn't know where else...

All right, one last chance

before I lose my temper.

Where are my drugs?

I know where they are.

I snatched the backpack

from the skinny one.

Took the phone, stashed the bag,

right before they

threw me off the cliff.

You're a goddamn liar.

You know what, sweetheart?

After all this, I never

did get your name.

It's Mel.

Well, Mel.

You got me in quite

the pickle here.

On one hand, you've got no

reason to lie to me, do you?

Then again, I got no

reason to trust you either.

But we got common

ground, you and I.

We both want what's

rightfully ours.

So let's help each other out.

Us girls gotta stick

together, after all.

Am I right?

I'll tell him where it's at.

Me and him go to the car,

I tell him the location,

and I drive away.

That's the deal.

How do I know you're

telling the truth?

Like you said.

I got no reason to lie to you.

But I'd feel much

better with that gun

trained on him instead of me.

All right, loves.

You heard the lady.

Jared, looks like

you're going for a walk.

You fuckin' blind?

I want you to understand

something, Wayland.

I saw how that girl looked

when she came out of the woods,

and you're going

to answer for that.

I promise you.

But until that time

comes, you just might

wanna shut your mouth.

Look, I don't want any

more problems here, okay?

We've all been through

hell these past...

Fair's fair, partner.

I think you'll agree.

Woo!

Your little girlfriend's

flown the coop, Jared.

Don't worry, buddy.

I'm gonna take real

good care of her.

I'm sure that your

cock-shrivelin' wife

will be glad to know that

I'm lookin' out for you

through all this.

Shoot you.

Who knows?

Maybe I'll take real

good care of her too

when this is all said and done.

Please.

Wait, wait.

Come on, darlin'.

I made you something.

You like playing

games, don't you?

Of course you do.

It's all right, darlin'.

It's just fine, 'cause I

got a real doozy for you.

Olly olly oxen-free.

Come on out and

claim your prize.

That was mighty unkind of you.

And after all that

I've done for you.

Hell, darlin'.

You oughta be thankin' me.

All that fight in you.

All that piss and vinegar.

That's there because I

brought it out of you.

I made you.

I'll be dreaming

of you, sweetheart.

Probably take rescue crews

a couple hours to get here,

I had to guess.

Probably longer

once it gets dark.

You'll have a hell of a time

explaining all this to them.

But at least you'll live to see

your wife and daughter again.

Either that, or you can lay

here and bleed to death.

It's up to you.

I know that I'm hard on you.

And I know you probably

hate me for it.

But it's important that

you understand one thing.

No matter how hard I push you,

or how many times you fail.

I'm proud of you, baby.