Our air. Be careful.
So, this is my dive instructor, Jackson.
Whoo! You're a natural!
- Oh, that's nice. - I don't remember it tasting that nice.
- I forgot you filmed all this. - I know. So cute.
- See? I can dance. - Yeah, when you're drunk.
- I wasn't that drunk. - Mm-hmm.
Mmm.
Why do I have to leave?
You don't. Just stay.
No. You know I can't.
You know I stole all your underwear?
You can't show up at your fancy new job commando.
- You took all of it? - Yeah, all of it.
I feel like my firm would encourage it.
It would help new employees loosen up or something.
- It's progressive. - It is progressive.
I mean, they let me defer this offer for this entire year
so I could be here.
My boss is badass.
Please let me give you a ride to the airport.
- No. - Why not?
I don't like goodbyes.
Well, great, me neither. Let's not.
Oh, great. So you're coming?
Been there, got the corporate T-shirt.
It's not my vibe.
Seriously, I'm happy here. Just look at the ocean.
Got everything I could possibly want right here.
Except me.
Aw, look at your face.
You are so cute.
Let's have one more drink.
Okay.
Did you really take any of my clothes?
Some dirty socks.
You are so weird.
Hey, Jez. Two more beers.
Thanks. Back in a sec.
- Hello? - Sara! I can't wait to see you.
I know. I'm so excited. It's so soon.
- I know it. What time do you land? - I think elevenish.
I pick you up from the airport?
No. Pascale, you are the bride. No. You're not picking me up.
Well, I was hoping you could run some errands.
Yeah, of course. Maid of honor, at your service.
- Can I borrow the truck? - Beh, oui.
- It's all yours. - Really?
I'm so excited for you to get here.
No, thank you.
Hello?
Shit.
Nitro. Come here, boy.
Get in there.
Solomon.
Sara. Well. Sneaking in to steal my stuff?
Thank you.
- Now don't be mixing that with Coke. - Obviously not.
It's the good stuff.
It's like rocket fuel.
- Have you seen him yet? - What?
Who could you possibly be talking about?
Even though I've missed you, you still have to pay.
Of course.
I'll be back to see you again soon.
Your soon is much, much longer than mine.
Yeah, but your rum is the only reason I ever come back here, so...
Yeah, right.
- Thanks, Solomon. - Anytime.
You're insane.
- You wanna head down and get a drink? - Yeah.
- Yeah? Cool. - Yes, so let's go.
- No. - My wedding, my rules.
- No, absolutely not. - Come on.
- No way. No way. No way. - For me.
Whoo-hoo!
I'm getting married tomorrow!
Mmm.
I love it here so much.
Nine times out of ten
when I close my eyes, this is what I see.
I should get married more often.
And by the way, I'm never staying in a hotel again.
Oh!
I cannot believe this place
belongs to you and Vincent.
- It is unbelievable. - Thank you.
- Pascale, congratulations. - Ohh.
I should've had the wedding here.
But Rodrigues is beautiful too. It's quiet.
- Only a couple of hours by boat. - Yeah.
No tourists.
Apart from you.
I am not a tourist. You can't call me that.
I had a Mauritius driver's license
and I survived an entire year here, okay?
That means I'm officially no longer a tourist.
And you don't want to stay? Not this time?
You can't do your job from here?
What is it you call yourself? A brand...
Senior brand strategist.
Mmm.
I will have you know,
it is actually a big, important job.
It's very important. I have a whole... I have a laptop.
I have business cards.
I'm so impressed.
Seriously, though, it's... Well, it's, um...
It...
Oh, my God. Do not turn around.
You are so... Why would you turn around?
Is that him?
- Beh, oui. - Beh, oui.
- Are you serious? - He has the dive school next door.
- No, he does not. - Yes, he does.
Right here? Pascale, why didn't you tell me?
I didn't think I was gonna see him until the wedding tomorrow.
You'll be seeing him at the party tonight.
- No. - Yeah.
When was this gonna come up?
You told me to tell you nothing.
I mean, I would've liked a warning or...
And who's that? Who's he with?
Oh, it's, uh, his dive friend.
Oh, my God. Does he have to look like that?
That's aggressive.
- Pascale. - You want to hide?
Yeah. I do.
- What are you looking at? - Oh. Busted.
Nothing. I'm just... just deciding when to do this.
Okay. Well, wish me luck.
So...
Hey.
When did you get here? I didn't see you...
Like, half an hour.
Oh. I would've looked for you.
Um, you look great.
- Yeah, you too. - Oh, thank you.
I'm actually glad I'm seeing you because I just...
I didn't want it to be awkward this weekend at the wedding.
No, no, no. Why would it be?
Yeah. Yes, totally.
I gotta go close up some paperwork.
Oh, shut up.
Hey, wait up.
Are you still in the beach house?
- Yeah. - I'll walk you halfway.
No, thanks.
- Come on, it's just up there. - Hey, salope!
The ferry leaves at 7:30! You miss it, I'll kill you!
I know!
Well, this is something you don't get in London.
How is it, then?
It's good. I mean, it's insane,
but it's really good, yeah.
Okay, I think this is about halfway.
No, it's not. It's a third, maybe more.
Your friends are leaving.
I'll catch up with them later.
I think you know how much I hate goodbyes.
Yeah, I know.
Sorry.
Oh. Solomon's.
- Good luck. - Chin-chin.
Yup.
Jackson, it is kind of amazing
what you've done here, honestly.
Guess some of that ambition of yours rubbed off.
It's the wrong way round, dumbass.
Is it, though?
I don't think it is.
- I think it's perfect. - Oh, yeah, it looks fabulous.
Yeah, my life is preserved.
Try this.
- This is the right way round. - I know it's the right way round.
- And if you want to inflate it... - Which I don't want to do.
- Which I may just have to do... - Jackson!
Jackson, no!
No!
No! That is not okay.
That is dangerous.
Stop!
Jackson...
What do you want, Sara?
Nothing. I... I missed you.
That's all.
I don't...
What?
This.
What's the point, if you're just going to leave again?
Jackson, I was always gonna leave. You knew that. I had to go.
You didn't have to.
- You can live wherever you want. - Yes, I guess, technically.
- It's a choice. - I can live wherever I want.
- You always have a choice. - You are such a hypocrite.
How is it a choice if it's all on your terms?
What if I didn't want this?
Okay. Well, then, there you go.
Was I supposed to move here
and, like, become your shop assistant?
- Not my shop assistant. - If you cared about me so much,
you could've offered to come with me. It's a two-way street.
And choke in some high-rise in London? Forget that.
I'm sorry I wanted more than this.
I wasn't content to just float around in a perpetual gap year.
Okay.
This isn't going anywhere.
Okay, you know what?
Let's promise we're not gonna make things awkward at the wedding tomorrow.
I want Pascale to have a nice day.
You know, it's probably better if we just don't talk then.
That's a great idea.
- Brilliant. - Perfect.
- Sweet. - Great.
- Perfect. - Fine.
- Excellent. - Stop talking.
- You stop talking. - Shut up.
You shut up.
Shit, shit, shit, shit.
Hi, bride-to-be.
Sara? Where are you?
We've been waiting for you for half an hour.
I know. I'm really sorry.
I overslept just a little bit,
- but it's gonna be okay. - We cannot wait any longer.
- What happened? Did you sleep with him? - Um, maybe.
- Sara! - I know. I know, I know.
Uh, it was, um...
- Well? - It was...
- Sara, you said... - I know. I know.
You told yourself you wouldn't, Sara.
Look, where are you? Is he there with you now?
No, no, he's not.
You do realize this is the only ferry
to Rodrigues today, right?
Shit.
Pick up, pick up, pick up.
Wyman.
Freddy, hi.
Are you flying to Rodrigues today?
Of course, for the wedding.
Thank God. Can I come with you?
Sure, but I'm leaving in five minutes sharp.
I'll be there in ten. Don't you dare go without me.
Leaving in five minutes, my ass.
What? I can't hear you.
Yeah, yeah.
- You're late. - It's good to see you too, Freddy Wyman.
And you are looking a little...
underdressed, for a wedding guest.
Unlike you. By the way,
I'm really glad you have your sunglasses
'cause I'm changing on the plane.
Hi.
Ohh.
Oh, Freddy.
Nothing a little rum and ginger can't fix.
Good.
Well, I see you got Solomon's rocket fuel here.
- Yup. - Ah. Best rum on the island.
Yeah, I know. Don't get any ideas, though.
All of this makes it to the wedding, Freddy.
- I know Pascale don't play. - Yeah.
Thank you for taking all that abuse.
And thank you for giving me a ride. You are a life-saver.
Don't think you're special. You're not the only passenger.
No VIPs here on this trip.
Okay.
Wyman, man, did you fix that hatch?
Well, you're welcome to fix it anytime you like.
Hit and run again, huh? Nice.
Fuck.
Gentle with her. She's an old girl.
There you go.
Ahh.
This is your captain welcoming you
to Wyman Air Flight 227.
Our approximate flying time
is going to be 99 minutes.
Ain't nothing but ocean all the way.
Now, it's gonna get loud up in here,
so, uh, put on your headsets,
in case you want a little tête-à-tête.
Hey, Freddy, after the wedding,
you wanna go check out that reef outside Rodrigues?
- Sure, man. - You should also go
to the place that we used to take...
Tower, come in.
This is WA227 requesting permission for takeoff.
Come in, 227. Freddy, how you doing?
Just looking forward to some barbecued ribs and a piña colada.
Will we see you at the wedding?
I wish I could, buddy, but duty calls. Enjoy.
227, you're cleared for takeoff.
Off we go.
Westward heading coming right up.
Sara.
Can you hear me now?
Loud and clear.
Sara, come on up here and sit with me in the copilot seat.
For old times' sake.
Freddy, you're gonna want me to fly
and I'm too hungover to do that.
Get up here.
WA227, you're leaving our zone. Have a good flight.
All right. See you later, Sammy.
Out.
So, how's life treating you?
You got a fella?
We're going to talk about this already?
Uh, yeah.
Uh, okay.
Yeah, I'm dating. But there's...
- There's nothing, really. - Mm-hmm.
Well...
- How are you? - I miss her every day.
Longest year of my life.
I'm so sorry.
I'm sorry I wasn't there when it happened.
Don't be.
You were made for each other. I can't imagine how hard it's been.
You learn to live with the pain.
Love isn't being made for each other.
It's being willing to make things work.
You gotta want it.
It was never easy with Eleanor.
Oh, my God, no.
So, you ready to give it a go?
No. I can't believe you think I'm gonna remember how to do this.
Come on. There's nothing you could do that I can't correct.
Look, make sure that the altimeter stays below 20,000 feet.
Because you know what happens at 20,000 feet.
Yes, altitude sickness. Yeah, I remember.
Look, ma!
There's nothing to crash into up here.
I know. But, Freddy, you said you'd be good.
Look, you were a natural.
I need an heir to my fortune.
I'm gonna turn off the autopilot.
Now, if you don't grab that yoke,
you'll have about 20 seconds before she'll start to veer off course.
- Freddy. - Grab that yoke.
- No. - And make sure
that the horizon stays level, right here.
Don't be a defeatist.
You always were a bullheaded one.
You okay?
- You sure? - Uh-huh.
Can I get you something?
Freddy?
- Are you okay? - Uh-huh.
- Where are your pills? - I need... I need water.
Okay, where do I get you some water?
- In the back. - In the back? Okay.
Hey, Jackson!
Okay. It's okay.
Jackson! He's having a heart attack.
He needs water for his meds.
Quick!
Here, here, here.
Take these. Take these. Take these.
It's okay. It's okay. It's okay.
Jackson, hurry!
Jackson, pull him off the yoke!
Look out!
Pull him off the yoke!
Shit!
- Oh, my God! - Sara, pull us up!
I'm trying!
- Come on! - I can't.
Hold him.
Come on. Pull us up! What are you doing?
Sara, you can do it.
- Oh, God! - Pull us up!
- Is he breathing? - I don't know.
- Okay, Freddy. - Help him.
- Do CPR. Do something. - There's no pulse.
Come on.
- Come on. - Come on, please.
Come on.
Four, five, six, seven, eight, nine.
- Come on. - Please. Please.
Four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten.
- Freddy? - No, no, no.
Come on!
Five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten.
Freddy, man.
Sorry.
Oh, Freddy.
No. No.
Can you fly this plane?
No.
But you're doing it right now.
I mean, I took a few lessons, but it was years ago, okay?
Put on your seat belt.
Okay. Is everything still working?
Jackson, the GPS is broken.
Our phones have GPS.
Oh, shit. Mine's dead. Let me see yours.
Nothing.
- The radio. - Oh. Yes.
Hello. Can anyone hear me?
Please come in. This is an emergency. We have no pilot.
This is a distress call. I repeat, this is a distress call.
Try another frequency.
If you can hear me, if anyone is listening,
please, it's an emergency.
- What about shortwave? - What good is shortwave?
Just try it.
Hello. Please come in. Please come in.
Our pilot has had a heart attack.
We don't even know which direction we're going in.
We have no idea where we are. We could really use some help.
So please, please, please come in if you can hear us, please.
It's okay. Someone heard it. Someone's gotta be out there.
Autopilot.
Freddy should've programmed it to fly us to Rodrigues.
Then we can worry about the landing when we get there.
Wait. No, no, no, no, no.
It shouldn't be doing that.
Freddy said it starts to list after 20 seconds of manual.
God, Jackson, what if the autopilot's broken?
How much fuel do we have? It's right there.
- Half a tank. - That should be enough, right?
Not if we're lost.
So, we have no pilot, no autopilot, no GPS.
And neither of us can land a plane.
I can't see any sign of land.
The compass. Is the compass broken?
No, I don't think so.
Which direction were we heading in before?
Um, west. We were heading west.
- Okay. - So we just need to turn 90 degrees.
- No, no, no, wait, turn back. - Why?
Because west from here isn't the same as west from where we were before.
- Could take us even further out to sea. - Shit, you're right.
So we took off at 8:40, and we got spun around at 9:20.
And it's 9:30 right now. Which means we've been flying north...
That's ten minutes.
So we can do a 180,
head south for exactly ten minutes.
And then head west. And that should get us back to the mainland.
Okay.
- I'm setting a timer. - Good.
You ready? I'm gonna turn around now.
Yes, south for ten minutes. Then we turn west.
Okay. Heading south now.
Holy shit. Look at that.
We'll fly right past it.
How much longer?
We're almost there.
Looks like it's moving. It's everywhere.
Can't we somehow go around it?
227, come in.
- Hello? - 227, come in. Freddy.
- We're here. Can you hear me? - Roger, 227. We can hear you.
Hello, yes, we're here.
Can you please identify your aircraft? Do you copy?
This is 227.
Who am I speaking to?
This is Sara Johnson and Jackson Davisen.
We are passengers on flight 227.
We were headed to Rodrigues.
There's a storm in front of us. Our pilot is dead.
We don't know where we're going. We could really use your help.
Freddy Wyman is dead?
Yes, he had a heart attack.
It's just us up here.
Sara, are you the one flying the plane?
Yeah, Freddy took me up with him a couple of times two years ago.
But that's it. I've never been up here solo.
You can get us out of this, right?
You've still got her in the air,
so keep doing what you are doing.
Sara, my name is Samuel,
and I'm going to try and help you, okay?
How much fuel do you have?
How much fuel?
Thirty-five percent left in the main tank.
We have about 35 percent left in the main tank.
Samuel, you're breaking up a little bit.
Can you please try to give me some details about your location?
I haven't got you on my screen here.
Yeah, we've turned around. We're about...
fifty-five minutes from where we took off.
Maybe you can use the storm to locate us, though.
Samuel, please come in.
No, no, Samuel, don't do this.
Samuel? Hello!
It's okay. He's gonna be able to work out our location. It'll be fine.
Samuel!
I can see the storm.
If you keep flying south,
you will run the risk of running out of fuel.
You have to turn west to reach land. Do you understand? Copy.
Did you just say to turn west into the storm?
Yes. West is your quickest route to land.
The storm is too big to fly around.
Samuel, is there any way we could land on the water?
How am I supposed to land on the water? I've never even landed on land.
I don't know. I'm just asking.
No, no, do not land on the water.
No, do not attempt to land on the water.
You will crash and sink.
We'll have no way of locating you.
Please keep flying west until you reach land.
Don't worry. Keep the aircraft level...
Samuel!
He'll be back. It's just the storm.
- He said to go west. - Are you serious?
West?
That's what he said.
I think you should be sitting in the pilot's seat.
- Really? - Yeah.
You need to see the dials.
Let's switch.
Shit.
- Samuel said to stay at the same altitude. - You gotta be kidding me.
You can do this.
The problem is, what if I can't?
This is insane. We are not flying through this.
Oh, God.
Sara, what are you doing?
I'm going over it.
Are you crazy?
Samuel said to go through it.
You don't even know what's above it.
Uh, clear skies. That's what I'm hoping.
No, no, Sara, don't do this.
Sara, please.
Come on!
We're going too high. Sara!
I just wanna get out. Let's get out of it.
Jesus, it's huge.
Sara!
You're too high.
Whoa. You're too high.
We're getting altitude sickness. We need to fly lower.
Oh, the dials are sort of moving.
I'm fine.
Oh! Sara!
Sara, wake up!
Come on!
- Why are we falling? - I don't know.
I've lost control. Nothing's working.
I told you we should have stayed lower!
Getting lower isn't the problem!
Samuel, come in! Mayday! Mayday!
- I can't see anything. I can't... - I'm gonna be sick!
Oh!
Sara, are you okay?
Wh... Where are we heading? Which direction are we going?
- I don't know. The compass is smashed. - Well, that's just great.
We need to head west or we're gonna fly in circles.
I'll be right back.
What are you doing?
- Hold on. - Will you just tell me what you're doing?
I think I remember how to make a compass.
Really?
If you magnetize a needle and float it in liquid,
it should point north.
For real?
Holy shit. This is actually working.
Really?
Shit.
- Did you see it? - That's north.
- Are you sure? - Yes, I'm sure.
- That's west? - Yeah.
Sounds like the whole engine is ripping apart.
Oh, thank God, Sara.
You did it.
I never should have gotten on this plane.
If you hadn't, I'd be dead by now, so...
thanks.
Samuel, do you copy?
Samuel.
If you can hear us, we made it through the storm.
We're heading west, looking for land.
Samuel.
Maybe they can hear us.
I don't know.
Just fly west, like he said.
Yeah, until we find land.
Yeah, and then what?
The fuel. Five percent? Jackson, it was at 35 before the storm.
Five percent?
Wait. I think I can switch between the tanks.
Ha!
Oh, I was so scared for a second there.
Whew.
Fuel gauges go down. That's...
- Not that fast. - Yeah, but it's just...
It's adjusting from the transfer. It'll settle.
It'll settle.
Shit.
- There's gotta be a leak. - Shit.
There's two tanks, right? Where are they?
They're out there on the wings.
There's gotta be a leak in one of the tanks
or the fuel lines or...
Remember that screeching sound
under the hood during the storm?
Maybe something broke loose in there
and caused some damage.
Jackson, what's that look?
Jackson, what are you thinking? I know that look.
I'm gonna have to go outside.
- Of the plane? - Yeah.
- Wait. What? Are you serious? - At the rate that's dropping,
we'll be out of fuel in about 15 minutes.
Jackson, we don't go outside the plane!
That is so dangerous. I can't believe you're even talking about it.
Look, if we run out of fuel, we're finished, okay?
You could fall, you could unbalance the plane
and we could both, you know...
The wind could blow you off,
or you could get out there and not even be able to open it.
Do I have to keep listing the ways that this is stupid?
There. Better?
Can you slow us down?
That's as much as I can do.
Oh, my God!
Be careful!
No shit!
Jackson!
Come on, Jackson. You can do it.
Come on. Come on. Come on.
Come on, come on.
Come on.
Come on. Just stick, just stick!
Jackson, it's working! It's leveling out!
Jackson!
Sara!
I can't hold on!
Sara, my arm!
- Help me! - Jackson!
Hold on tight, okay?
Put your foot on the wheel.
I'm trying!
Can you jump?
Hold on!
I'll be right there!
Okay, okay, okay.
Jackson!
Jackson, take my hand!
- Can you jump? - The rope's wrapped around the wheel.
We need to cut the rope. Cut the rope.
There's a wire cutter in the back of the plane.
Okay.
Come on, Jackson. Look at me. You can do it. Come on.
- Take my hand. - Okay.
Okay. Ready?
One, two, three.
Oh, my God.
Okay.
Come on.
Okay. Hey, hey, sit up. Sit up.
Are you okay?
Jackson, look at me. Are you okay?
- My ar... My a-a-arm. - What's that? What happened?
Oh, my God! Holy shit.
Don't look, don't look, don't look.
Jacks... Okay, hey, hey, hey.
Hey, stay here. Stay with me.
It's not that bad. I'm gonna find a way to clean it, okay?
Stay here.
- I'll be right here. - Yeah, you will. Okay, yeah.
You're crazy! Stop! Stop!
God!
Okay, for this next part, I think I'm supposed to distract you.
No, please don't, please don't. I just wanna focus.
Okay, I'm gonna let you focus. I just wanna tell you
that I keep having flashbacks to last night.
What? Which part?
Oh, my God. That must have hurt so much.
I can't believe I just did that.
Be careful.
Careful, careful.
You're fine. You're fine.
That was amazing what you just did.
So stupid, but so amazing.
I assume you're still talking about last night.
How does that feel?
Thank you, Doctor.
That's very unprofessional, Doctor.
What does the gauge say?
Five percent and holding.
For now.
Let's hope it keeps us flying till we find land.
Maybe we can lighten the plane.
Buy ourselves some time, burn less fuel.
- Do you think the seats come out? - That could work.
The door's stuck!
- That do anything? - Well, it's holding.
Did you clear everything?
Um...
I'll do it.
You just keep the plane steady, okay?
- Jackson! - Sorry! Sorry, sorry.
Goodbye, Freddy.
We had to.
It was the right thing to do.
How are we doing on fuel?
We're running out of time.
Okay, just keep looking for land.
- I'll get rid of these. - Wait.
It's Solomon's rocket fuel, right?
It's ethanol.
I mean, couldn't it be used as plane fuel?
That could work, couldn't it?
It's worth a try, right?
Shit, the fuel valve is outside.
It's on top of the wing.
Okay, I'll climb up, you pass me the bottles.
- No. - It'll give us time, Sara.
Come on, grab the yoke.
Absolutely not.
Couldn't I do it?
No.
I think I could do it.
It was a stupid idea. It's not worth it.
I actually think it might be.
With this, we have five.
There's a bar on top of the door that you could use to climb up.
Sara...
Jackson! Quick!
You got this, Sara.
No! Damn it!
Jackson!
I need another bottle, quick.
Come on.
Come on!
Come on.
Jackson!
Another one.
Come on.
Come on, come on.
Oh, my God. Sara, there's an island.
- Is that an island? - I can't hear you!
Give me another bottle.
I can't hold on much more.
We only got one more to go after that.
Shit!
That's it, Sara. We're out of bottles.
Get back in.
Sara! It's working. It's actually working.
Yes!
That was incredible.
You're amazing.
We're running on rum.
You're a genius.
- Sara, I think I saw an island. - What?
- An island. - What, like Rodrigues?
No, it was tiny, but I think it was enough to land on.
You think? Because, well, if you're not sure,
then we should really just keep going, right?
I have a feeling we should turn around.
- I think it might be our only chance. - Yeah?
We still don't have much fuel.
So if we turn around, that's it, no going back.
I think we should turn around.
I trust you.
Here. I need to wrap this up a little more.
Thanks.
Samuel, we're turning around and flying east.
We're retracing our path.
We saw an island a few minutes ago to the...
- What direction? - North.
To the north.
I hope you can hear this.
That's five minutes. I don't see anything.
It has to be here. It's here. Where are you?
Please.
No.
This can't be it.
I don't want this to be it.
How long do you think we can glide for?
Jackson, I'm so sorry.
For what?
For everything. For leaving.
If I hadn't left, we would never be here.
No, Sara, don't be stupid. Of course you left.
I'm sorry.
I should have listened to you.
I should have just listened to what you needed.
I was being selfish.
We both were.
Why do you hate saying goodbye so much?
Honestly, I think I'm terrified because...
...you make me wanna stay.
Holy shit.
Ah!
You were right! Oh, my...
Jackson! Oh.
- I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. - Oh, shit.
Oh, my God. Okay. Okay.
Now I just have to figure out how to land the plane.
Shit.
Okay.
It's gonna be okay. Just let us glide in.
How do we do this?
- It's gonna be fine. - How?
- Just keep us as high as you can. - Okay.
Samuel, we're attempting to land.
I repeat, we're attempting to land.
Shit.
You gotta pull us up a little bit.
Okay.
It's not responding. I can't lift it.
I can't tell how high we are.
- Two hundred feet. - Oh, no.
It's not gonna work. I can't get a grip on...
It's gonna be okay.
Just keep it steady. Try to keep it steady.
Hundred and fifty feet.
One hundred.
Fifty feet.
Just lift us at the last moment.
I'm trying!
No, we're too low.
Brace yourself, Sara.
Jackson!
Jackson, wake up! Jackson!
Wake up!
Jackson!
Come on, Jackson. Come on.
Come on.
Oh, thank God.
Hey.
We made it.
Jackson.
Jackson, wake up. The water's coming in.
We have to move. The sea's coming.
It's just a sandbar.
It'll disappear with the tide.
No.
Fuck!
- I'm so tired. - I know.
I need water.
It's okay.
What are we gonna do? What are we gonna do?
Jackson, we're gonna die out here, aren't we?
I'm gonna die.
You're gonna be okay.
- I want you to take the life vest. - No.
- Take the life vest and put it on. - No, no, no.
- Just unclip it, please. - No. No. No.
- Not the time to be stubborn. - I'm staying right here.
We're a team.
Whatever happens, I am with you.
I love you.
I love you so much.
Oh, my God. It's a boat.
Help!
Over here!
Hey! Hey! Hey!
Get him first. He's hurt.
Thank you. Thank you.
Voilà.
No more goodbyes.
No. No more goodbyes.