(Noisy electronic accent)
(static crackling)
(crickets chirping)
(camera clicking)
- I'm Bailey Rhodes,
founder, co-owner,
and course instructor
at the Rhodes School
of Wilderness
Survival in Montana.
We are now taking bookings
for the June to August term
of three-day and
seven-day courses.
These cover everything
that you will need to know
to prevail in a
potentially deadly
lost-in-the-wilderness scenario.
From creating fire,
building shelter,
obtaining food, and dealing
with medical emergencies,
I will show you exactly the
skills that you should have
before adventuring
on an extended trip
into the great outdoors.
So call us today, toll free,
on 555-SUR-VIVE to
guarantee your place,
but hurry, course
positions are limited
and have been known to sell-out
quickly due to popularity.
If you're a hiker, a backpacker,
or someone who just
plain loves nature,
you need this course.
Do not go into the
wilderness without it,
so call us today, toll free,
on 555-SUR-VIVE.
We're waiting to prepare you
for your next great
wilderness adventure.
(Flies buzzing)
There, that's
enough of that crap.
(Dramatic and ominous
electronic music)
This is Lolo National
Forest in western Montana.
It occupies an area of
approximately two million acres.
That's about 5,000
square miles of rough
and unforgivable terrain.
It's a spectacular and
beautiful place, for sure.
That beauty can be deceptive
and it hides a harsh truth.
It's easy to lose
your way around here
and with a healthy population
of brown and black bears,
moose, wolves, coyotes,
and even mountain lions,
it's definitely not
the type of place
that you wanna develop a
confused sense of direction.
(Dramatic and ominous
electronic music)
I've come into this
region here today
with just my pack, two
cameras, and a tripod
to show you what to do
if you ever find yourself
in a situation where you
strayed off the beaten track.
I'm gonna demonstrate
exactly what it takes
to endure in a harsh
environment such as this
until such time that you
can facilitate your rescue
or find your own way out,
whichever comes first.
Now, I may be an expert
in all things outdoors,
but for the next three days,
I'm gonna take on the
role of the lost hiker.
Yeah, print that!
It can happen to the best of us.
One minute you know
exactly where you are
and where you're
going, and the next,
you're in a world of fear.
You're afraid, you're disoriented,
panic is setting in.
Rule number one, stay calm.
Rule number two, stay alert.
Try to find either a high
point on your topography
where you can survey
your immediate area,
or attempt to locate a river.
If you're lucky
enough to find one,
follow it downriver
with the flow.
Follow it upriver,
and you'll just end up
getting even more
lost and isolated.
All it takes is one slip-up
for a bad situation
to become a disaster,
and out here, you can't
afford to be too careless.
(Water bubbling)
The great thing
about being out here
in this place is there's
no shortage of water.
But there are a few tips
before obtaining fluid
from a river that you
will need to consider.
Firstly, make sure it's flowing,
like this one, and not stagnant.
Second, do not take water
from the river's edge,
as rats and other vermin
will often drink from there.
The best position is
to place your container
a few feet out so that
it's in the actual flow.
(Water gurgling)
And thirdly, submerge your
container at a specific point
in the river where
you'll avoid particles
and debris that may
be on the surface,
while at the same
time, avoiding silt
that may have stirred
up from the riverbed.
The G-spot, as I
like to call it.
(Water bubbling)
And lastly, boil it if
you're still unsure.
And on we go.
This sign is a little reminder
(birds chirping and cawing)
of why you always have to
be on your guard out here.
This is bear country,
home to the large grizzly
and the smaller black bear.
Rangers from the Forest
Service put these signs up
whenever one's been
sighted in the area,
and as you can see,
this one contains
some additional information
such as time, day, and date,
as it says, "2:30 p.m., May 3rd,"
which was three days ago.
I should be OK, but I
can't rest on my laurels.
It could still be around,
but the secret is to make
plenty of noise as you move.
Most bear attacks
happen because the bears
are often caught off guard
and taken by surprise,
but if you make a
commotion while you walk,
using heavy footsteps,
talking to yourself,
and even singing,
you should be OK.
I'll go into detail
about exactly what to do
in the event of an
actual bear attack
later on in this tutorial.
It's late in the evening,
(crickets chirping)
and I've been a lost hiker
for the entire day now,
and it's been a long
and grueling one.
I'm tired and I'm hungry,
so I must resist the
temptation to keep going.
I have to stop.
Rest and sleep is very
important to anyone
caught in a survival situation.
If you travel at night,
you run the risk of
becoming even more lost.
Bottom line, make camp and
bed down for the night.
Tomorrow is another day.
Yeah, this spot here should do.
(Crickets chirping)
When you're picking a site
for your tent, choose wisely.
Watch for loose
branches overhead
and make sure you're not camping
under any unstable trees.
Widowmakers, they're
called, as they can suddenly
come down on top of
you in a strong breeze.
Also, stay away from rivers
that can overflow in heavy rains
and dry lake beds that
are prone to flash floods.
(Crickets chirping)
(brush rustling)
(heavy thump)
What the hell was that?
Must've been a
moose or something.
There's plenty of
'em around here.
(Crickets chirping)
(tarp rustling)
(crickets chirping)
Grizzlies have a powerfully-developed sense of smell
and can detect food being
cooked from over a mile away.
As I'll be preparing food later,
I'm not gonna be
taking any chances.
That's where this comes in,
my anti-bear electric fence.
Now, I know what
you're thinking.
If I'm a lost hiker,
why the fence, right?
Well, this is a demonstration
video, remember,
and I'm not gonna be
taking any chances
with my personal
safety for anything.
Obviously, if this was a
real survival scenario,
I'd be cooking my meals
far away from my camp
and camp would be,
probably way up there,
as high up off the forest
floor as I could get.
As you can see, the fence
is now up and running
and will give me that
extra piece of mind
to sleep more soundly tonight.
sh*t, you know what,
it might actually help
if I turned the damn thing on.
(Grunts) There we go.
I know, it looks flimsy.
First thing you wonder is,
how can something like this
keep out a grizzly, right?
After all, if they're capable
of ripping a car door open,
what chance does this have?
Well, these fences
have proven to be
an effective deterrent against
black bears and grizzlies.
What you have to remember is,
bears are very sensitive
to electric shocks.
Chances are, if one
touched his snout off this,
he'd gallop a mile away from
here and never come back.
That's me done for the night.
It's time for me
to settle into my,
yeah, my forest kingdom.
(Wolf howling)
You hear that?
That's something
else that reminds you
you're out of your comfort zone.
The local wildlife, out here,
you're back down the
bottom of the food chain,
but I'm not worried.
I've got two
effective deterrents,
my electric fence and my fire.
Fire is the one thing
that'll keep predators away.
Every animal has an
innate fear of it.
It seems they have some
residual primordial memory
of forest fires that have
been passed on genetically
through the generations,
so they'll avoid any
fire like plague,
which is very reassuring
for lost hikers.
Though, in Africa,
it's use for protection
is somewhat controversial,
as it has been known to
actually attract curious lions.
Well, (yawns),
that concludes today's tutorial.
Hope you can join me tomorrow.
Time to settle in for the night.
(Fire crackling)
(crickets chirping)
- [Amber] But I don't
get why you have to
go all the way out there
on your own to do this.
Is that not defeating
the whole point
of having a survival school?
- Honey, the
school's in the red,
and has been for some time now.
Not for inclusion
in the tutorial.
By making this video, I'll be
giving them a little taste.
It's a form of advertising
and self-promotion,
and I'll make dollars
on sales, too.
- [Amber] There'll be
no reason for people
to attend your school
if you're giving
all your secrets
away in a video.
- That's the whole point, baby.
A video is just a taster and
I'll be emphasizing that.
In the end, there
is no substitute
for actual hands-on experience.
I'll be stressing to
gain all the knowledge
that a person needs,
they'll need to sign up.
Trust me, they'll
get the message.
- [Amber] OK, if you say.
So, are you OK?
- Why wouldn't I be OK?
- [Amber] It's just that,
you're on your own out there
with no weapons of any kind.
- I've got my knives,
and my tent is surrounded
by an electric fence,
which is an
acknowledged deterrent.
- [Amber] It won't be any good
if you're attacked
by a pack of wolves.
- Wolves don't just attack
humans and you know that!
They'll actually
go out of their way
to avoid humans if
at all possible.
And besides, if a ranger
finds me carrying a r*fle
out here without
a hunting permit,
he'll think I'm out poaching.
Look, don't worry, should
the sh*t hit the fan,
I've got my cellphone and
a solar-powered charger,
and as you can see,
I'm getting a pretty
good signal out here.
I'll be OK.
- [Amber] OK, darling.
You know what you're
doing, I guess.
You have a good
night now, you hear?
- Will do, baby, I love you.
- [Amber] Love you!
- (Sighs) Women.
(Insects chirping and buzzing)
All you need to make a
fire are three things.
A spindle, just a
long piece of wood,
the straighter the better.
As you can see, I've sheared it
of any bark and jagged edges.
A baseboard, I made that
small, triangular incision.
That's to catch the
embers resulting
from the friction when the
two are rubbed together.
And lastly, some tinder
to catch the sparks.
This technique is called
the hand drill method.
Experts say when using
this particular method,
you should go with a
hardwood against a soft,
but in my experience, that
doesn't give superior results.
I find softwood against
softwood works best.
(Flies buzzing)
There's more to this
particular method
to start a fire when you
don't have any matches.
I go through all of them
in detail on my courses.
Ideally, you should try
to master at least one.
That way, you have the
confidence in knowing
that you don't need
any man-made materials
to start a fire
if faced with a potential
life-or-death situation.
(Wood scratching and rattling)
Woo, no matter how
many times I do this,
I can tell you it
doesn't get any easier.
Hands are starting to
ache a little bit now.
Fingers are gonna be covered
in blisters tonight,
that's for sure.
(Wood scratching)
Hoo!
(Wood scratching and rattling)
(birds chirping)
Looks like I've got company.
Hey buddy, could
you move a few feet
either to the left or the right,
I'd be much obliged.
You see, I'm doin' an
instructional video.
It's only supposed
to be me out here.
(Insects chirping)
Ooh, now there's two of 'em.
Guys, please, I'm trying
to sh**t something here.
I can't do it with both of
you standing there, please!
I think it's a big enough
forest for the three of us.
Please, guys, I'm asking,
no, I'm requesting,
I'm requesting that you
please go about your business
and let me finish my
work here, please!
(Flies buzzing)
Thank you guys.
Thank you so much.
Ya'll have a great day now.
Well, that was weird,
and more than a
little bit strange.
They had r*fles.
Probably just some
redneck poachers
that have never even
seen a camera before.
I think I've done
enough for now, anyway.
I'll resume again later
on when I know for sure
that Don Quixote
and Sancho Panza
have completely left the area.
I know what you're thinking.
Why's he all loaded up and
on foot all of a sudden?
Well, the truth is,
rather than wait around
to see if my two hick buddies
were gonna leave the area,
I decided it'd be just as
painless for me to move camp,
which is what I'm doing.
So, I join you now
as I trek deeper
into Lolo National Forest
in an attempt to get
as far away from them
and any other potential
human intruders as possible.
At least, it'll give me
the privacy to finish
what I came here to do.
Hey, these things happen.
I'd be extremely
naive if I thought
I wouldn't bump into other
hikers or hunters out here.
All I can do is be
flexible and prepared
for the unexpected
changes in plan.
(Crickets chirping)
Are you sure you can pull
all this sh*t together, Todd?
I'm serious, there's a
lot of stuff here already.
- [Todd] Bailey, don't get
your panties in a twist.
You just keep
sh**ting your material
and let me worry about
stitching it all together, OK?
- But there's a ton
of this sh*t here!
- [Todd] How many memory
cards we talking about?
- Three so far.
- [Todd] That's about normal,
but just be selective
about what you record, OK?
There's no point in
sh**ting every piece
of bullshit that goes on.
- Uh, right.
- [Todd] I may be the editor,
but you will have to be the
editor there, at the location.
Just plan what you sh**t
and think twice
before you sh**t it.
Whatever you do, make sure
that you get the footage
off the memory cards and
onto the hard drive ASAP!
- I get you, man.
- [Todd] That way,
you'll have a clean card
to record on each time.
- OK.
- [Todd] Now, how've
things been so far?
- Well, with the exception
of having to up the sticks
and move camp, things
couldn't be rosier.
- [Todd] What happened?
- Ah, just some poachers.
You know the story.
- [Todd] Tell me about it,
hey, best of luck out there.
Looking forward to reviewing
all the material
when you get back.
- Thanks, man.
Well, you heard 'im,
we're officially being
retired for the night.
(Distant grunting)
(sighs) I've just been
woken by the sound
of some heavy footsteps outside.
(Distant grunting)
I think it's a grizzly comin'
around to inspect my camp.
(Distant heavy,
punctuated breathing)
Man, is he in for
a big surprise!
(Heavy, guttural growling)
(chuckles) Now you can see why
I have my electric
fence with me.
Even though that
flimsy little thing
was all that stood between
me and a 500-pound grizzly,
it worked a treat.
(Bailey chuckles)
Oh, man, that was so fun!
(Laughs) Good night.
(Birds and insects chirping)
It's early morning, I'm
awake about five minutes,
I come out to take my
usual 6:30 a.m. piss,
and I get a dawn surprise.
I almost stepped in
this thing this morning.
Normally, no big deal out here
where there's lots of wildlife,
except, that scat doesn't
belong to any animal.
I'd say it's human.
It seems those assholes from
yesterday followed me here
and came around last
night while I slept.
But that's not all.
They've been pissing
all over the place
at this spot here,
even on the tent.
(Sighs) Smell is pretty bad.
(Sighs) I'm guessing
it was a reprisal
from me asking them to move on
and let me finish
my work yesterday.
It may just be a tasteless
one-off joke at my expense,
but I'm not moving camp a
second time, that's for sure.
And, I'm not gonna
sit back and wait
for the same thing to
happen again tonight.
So, I'll be taking some steps
to monitor their movements.
That is, if they come
around here again tonight.
Chances are, they won't,
but either way,
I'm gonna be ready.
Meanwhile, the show must go on.
(Bailey sighs)
These are the claw
marks of a grizzly,
and a large one at that.
As you can see, the
marks are pretty darn
high up there, actually.
That would make the
height of the bear
right about here,
roughly nine feet.
Now, that's one
big son of a b*tch,
but with proper food resources,
they can easily grow that large.
Now, what if I was
in the situation
where that bear, or any bear,
came charging at me right now?
What would I do,
what would you do?
Well, firstly, you
have to ask yourself,
is it of the brown
or the black species?
Browns are recognizable by the
shoulder hump on their back.
If it's a brown, chances are
it's just defensive posturing.
Rolling into the fetal
position during the attack
might actually save your life.
On the other hand,
if it's a black,
more than likely, it's
a predatory as*ault,
meaning getting into
a ball will make it
that much more easier
for him to eat you.
And if all else fails,
then you, my friend,
will have no other
option but to fight.
There, I'm settin' this
hidden camera up on a tripod
looking directly at my campsite,
just in case those two assholes
come snooping around
here again tonight.
(Insects chirping)
- [Amber] Is everything
all right up there?
- Yes, of course,
why wouldn't it be?
- [Amber] I'm only asking.
- Well, I did have an encounter
with a couple redneck
poachers yesterday,
who then proceeded
to take a sh*t
on my doorstep this morning.
- [Amber] What, are you sure?
- Trust me, it was them.
They're the only
human contact I've had
since I came out here,
and the scat outside my door
sure as hell wasn't
from any animal.
It was human.
(Distant g*nf*re crack)
What the hell?
(Distant g*nf*re crack)
- [Amber] What's going on?
(Distant g*nf*re crack)
- Hold on a minute, would you?
(Distant g*nf*re crack)
Those redneck assholes,
(distant g*nf*re continues)
I had a bad feeling
about them earlier
and now I can see I was right.
- [Amber] What's happening?
- g*nshots, either
they're hunting game,
which is ill*gal at
this time of year,
or they're trying
to intimidate me.
They're even close
by despite the fact
that I hiked several hours
into the heart of the forest
just to get away for them.
- [Amber] So you think
they're following you?
- Yeah, yeah, I do.
(Distant g*nf*re continues)
- [Amber] What do
you want me to do?
- Don't do anything.
- [Amber] What?
Bailey!
- I said don't do anything!
Leave it to me,
I, I'll notify the Forestry
Service once I'm done here.
In the meantime,
there's no point
in stirring up a hornet's nest
while I'm in these
assholes' territory.
It's very hard to
get some shut eye
once you know your personal
space has been violated.
Forget about the animals,
it's the humans I'm
more nervous about.
I'm trying my best to sleep.
I'm constantly waking up
upon hearing even the
slightest movement.
(Fabric rustling)
Hello?
Is there anybody there?
(Crickets chirping)
May have only been
a possum or raccoon,
but might as well
have been the devil,
because immediately,
I'm on edge.
Just so damn
frustrating.
(Crickets chirping)
(tripod creaking)
(brush rustling)
(birds and insects chirping)
(zipper buzzing)
(birds chirping)
What the hell?
Must've fallen over last night,
or maybe it was something else.
Let's see if you captured
anything interesting.
(Birds chirping)
So far, I have to say,
it's pretty inconclusive.
Something definitely knocked
the camera over, sure,
but there's no trace
of what it was here,
and it doesn't seem to have been
from any form of
human intervention.
It may well have either
been a strong breeze
or a small critter
bumping off the tripod,
but, either way, at
least my redneck pals
didn't come around last night.
And that in itself is
a tremendous relief.
(Bees buzzing)
Three, two, one.
Despite what you may think,
food is not your immediate priority in a survival situation.
Depending on prevailing
environmental conditions,
water, shelter, and heat are.
The human body can go
for a month without food,
but would only last three
to five days without water,
but here's a little tip
if you really require
that extra little
intake of energy.
Grass, just pick it from an area
where it's unlikely to have
been urinated or crapped on
by any animals, and pop
it in your mouth and chew.
Now, notice I said chew,
not eat and swallow.
Just chewing it to get
all that chlorophyll.
We don't have the
enzymes in our stomachs
to break down grass, but the
chlorophyll contained within
is still extremely good
for the human body.
(Distant g*nsh*t crack)
What the hell, what is it now?
(Distant g*nsh*t crack)
Goddammit!
(Cracking g*nf*re continues)
It's those assholes again!
That's the same r*fle
fire I heard yesterday
and it sounds really close.
You see, chlorophyll
stimulates red blood cells,
vastly improving oxygen supply
to all cell and body tissues,
which in turn has a knock-on
effect on the brain,
making an individual even
more sharp and focused.
Just the thing you need in
a dire survival situation.
(g*n fire crack)
Goddammit!
(Cracking g*nf*re continues)
Will you give it up, assholes?
I'm getting f*cking
sick of this!
(g*n fire cracking)
f*ck, (whimpers)!
They fired at me!
Those m*therf*ckers
actually fired at me!
The hell with this,
I'm outta here!
You hear that,
assholes, you win!
I'm outta here.
It seems I was so
focused on being prepared
for the indigenous wildlife,
I've overlooked something
far more hazardous,
the human element.
This expedition is
now officially over.
There's two, maybe even three
or four pricks out there
who like to fire live
rounds at people!
I'm outta here.
It's become way too dangerous.
So, here I am,
limping home in defeat
with my tail between my legs.
No, let me rephrase that.
In the interest of
self-preservation,
I'm getting the
hell out of Dodge
in an attempt to save my a*s.
It's not worth
risking my life over.
My intentions for coming
out here were simple.
sh**t a survival training video
and hopefully help my
business in the process.
Instead, it's turned into a
f*cking catalog of intimidation
thanks to some no-good
yokel poachers.
The ironic thing is,
when I set out here,
people were warning
me about the animals.
Watch for the bears,
watch for the wolves,
avoid the moose!
It's the people that should
be carrying a health warning.
Heck, I don't even know why
I'm still recording
this damn thing anymore.
Habit, I suppose.
It's all I've been
doing since I got here.
(Footsteps clomping)
I've been on my
feet for hours now,
trying to reconnect with
that trail I came in on.
Well, I'm having
problems finding it.
There's no sign of it anywhere.
I should've reached it by now.
Oh, well, comes
with the territory.
You're not human if you don't
take a wrong turn out here.
Time to backtrack.
Been backtracking
for half an hour now,
and still no sign
of that damn trail.
That's what the woods do to you.
If you're not being
careful enough,
you become disoriented.
(Flies buzzing)
And I wasn't being
careful enough.
f*ck!
OK, OK, keep on
trucking, Bailey.
(Laughs) It's even
starting to get dark.
Whether I like it or not,
I'm gonna have to
spend the night here.
To tell you the
truth, I'm exhausted.
I couldn't go any further
even if I wanted to.
(Crickets chirping)
- [Todd] What do you
mean, it's all over?
- I mean it's over, Todd.
I'm not about to take
a b*llet for the sake
of a promotional video.
- [Todd] Bailey, they were only
playing games with
you, that's all.
You know, these
laidback country folk
and their weird sense of humor.
- You call firing
a .22 caliber slug
within inches of my face
the legacy of a
weird sense of humor.
- [Todd] You know what I think?
I think they're moonshiners.
They probably have a still
in the area somewhere
and don't want you
getting too close
in case you see their
entire operation.
The shot was just
to scare you off
and by the looks of things,
it did a damn fine job.
- You really believe that?
- [Todd] I'm telling you,
just don't do anything
hasty, OK, Bailey?
We've come this far
and it'd be a shame
to pull the plug now.
- I've got Amber
on the line, Todd.
- [Todd] Just go and
rethink about it, OK?
- [Amber] Hey, how's it going?
- It isn't.
- [Amber] What do you mean?
- Remember those two hicks
I was telling you about?
The ones that were bothering me?
They took a pot
shot at me today.
- [Amber] Oh my God!
- So come first light,
I'm walkin' out of here.
- [Amber] Have you been hurt?
- No, but it was too
close for my liking,
and it wasn't any
accident, that's for sure.
- [Amber] Why would they
do something like that?
- I suspect it could be
territorial behavior.
Maybe they feel like I'm
trespassing here, I don't know.
But they seem to have taken
an instant dislike to me
from the moment they saw
what I was doing here.
Maybe I could have
handled my encounter
with them a little better, but,
who gives a sh*t, I'm
outta here tomorrow.
I would've been
home this evening
except I got a bit disoriented
and had to backtrack.
- [Amber] Disoriented, you?
- Hey, it happens!
I'll pick up where
I left off tomorrow.
- [Amber] Will I notify
local search and rescue?
- Amber, if you do
that, so help me God,
I will never speak to you again!
- [Amber] It was
only a suggestion
'cause you said
they fired at you.
- Don't ever make those kind
of suggestions to me, Amber.
You know that by now!
I can get out on my own steam!
I don't need
assistance from anyone.
- [Amber] OK, I'm sorry.
- Look, I'm gonna hit the hay.
I wanna get an early
start in the morning.
I'll see you tomorrow
evening sometime.
- [Amber] OK, good night, then.
(Crickets chirping)
- I'm having a little
trouble sleeping, again!
But as I said before, as
long as I'm lying down,
getting even a
small quota of rest,
it'll help me a lot.
I'm gonna see if closing my
eyes for a little bit will help.
Think happy thoughts.
Think happy thoughts.
(Crickets chirping)
(heavy footsteps crunching)
(rustling and rumbling)
(heavy footsteps crunching)
(brush rustling)
(heavy footsteps thudding)
(footsteps crunching away)
(crickets chirping)
(rain pattering)
I woke to two
surprises this morning.
Firstly, this heavy downpour.
It's been raining
like this for hours
and now it's too heavy
for me to travel in.
As I'm not sure of the
actual route out of here,
I don't wanna risk getting
my clothes saturated.
Secondly, when I went
to bring my camera in
out of the rain, I
discovered it was gone,
and I don't have to guess
too hard where it is, either.
Clearly, those two
inbred poachers
have been around here
again last night.
So what that basically means is,
I'm now down to my one
and only camera, you.
The rain continued
for three hours
after I made that last
clip, can you believe that?
Three hours, which
is why you find me
currently hiking
as fast as I can
to make up for lost time,
but nothing can
disguise the fact
that I've sacrificed many
precious hours this morning.
Hours that could have
been spent on foot,
and I'm still having
trouble finding that trail.
I just hope I can
locate it by nightfall.
I'm seeing something up ahead.
Looks like some sort of
signpost or something.
No, that ain't no signpost.
I know what this thing is,
it's a motion-activated
camera trap
or trail cam as
they're also called.
The kind used by
conservationists and researchers
to monitor animal movements
in their natural habitat
without direct interference.
Whenever something
passes in front of it,
the infrared beam
triggers a shutter release
that snaps off a
series of photographs.
The LED display in the front
tells you how many
pictures have been taken.
So far, this one's been
sprung a total of 21 times.
I don't know who'd be using one
all the way out here or why,
but I'm guessing
it's the poachers,
as hunters all over the world
have been known to utilize
them to track prey.
Which means, I must still be
in their general hunting area.
Not good news at all.
Worse still, I don't
remember seeing one of these
on my way in here
three days ago,
so presently, I'm
still way off course.
(Birds chirping)
(shutter snapping)
(bag rustling)
This old dog's been a walking,
walking several hours,
and now, he needs some rest.
(Birds chirping)
f*ck me, I'm gonna be more
dehydrated than I thought.
That's the trouble
with this climate.
It's not too warm,
it's not too cold.
You'd be surprised how
much water you lose
in a given hour and you
wouldn't even know about it.
(Cellphone ringing)
Oh, great!
Hello?
(Cellphone beeps)
- [Amber] Bailey,
how are things?
What kind of progress
are you making?
- If by progress, you're
asking have I made it out
of the forest yet, then the
answer is no, I haven't.
If you're asking am
I making good time,
then the answer is yes, I am.
- [Amber] I'm actually starting
to get really worried about you.
- Why?
- [Amber] You're obviously lost,
but you refuse to accept it!
- I told you already not
to mention that word.
- [Amber] Well, it's true.
Do you think you'll even
make it home by this evening?
- Not a chance, Amber.
- [Amber] Listen to me, Bailey,
you really need assistance,
whether you wanna
hear it or not.
- Will you keep you panties on!
It was raining from early
morning for several hours.
That's what held me up
and why I'm still here.
Only for that, I'd
be home by now, jeez!
- [Amber] I really think I need
to notify search and rescue.
- Do not do that,
Amber, I told you!
I'm just a bit disoriented
by the terrain.
- [Amber] Disoriented?
Don't you mean lost?
- What did I tell you already?
- [Amber] You could be
walking around in circles
and you might not even know it.
You're in denial, Bailey.
- Final warning.
- [Amber] Because it's true.
You've got 10 years
of wilderness experience
working against you.
You're in a potential
life-or-death situation,
only you refuse to accept it!
Why, because you--
(phone clicks off)
- (sighs) That's enough of
that, I can't take any more.
(Birds chirping)
One thing you come to
notice about nature
when you spend enough
time with it is
its complacency.
Its indifference.
It's neither for
you nor against you.
It doesn't care if
you give up or die,
or forge on and find a way out.
It's just there,
watching the proceedings unfold
with the calm
detachment of a judge
awaiting a guilty
verdict from the jury
before he sends the
accused to the hangman.
(Birds chirping)
Well, this accused ain't
goin' to the hangman.
This accused is going home.
Here I am, still on foot,
and still no sign of that trail.
Darkness is setting, night
can't be too far away,
so I'm faced with a dilemma.
Do I make camp and spend another
g*dd*mn night in this place
or keep pushing on till dawn?
To hell with it,
I'm not stopping.
I don't much like the idea of
spending another night here.
Besides, chances are,
if I stay on foot,
I'll be out of here
by morning anyway.
So why bed down and
waste whatever time
I coulda spent walking?
That would be nuts.
No, onwards I go.
(Crickets chirping)
(slow, drudging
footsteps crunching)
You know, walking at nighttime
through dense vegetation
is not the most
advisable thing to do
under any circumstances.
It's fraught with danger
and the potential
for lots of problems,
from falling and breaking a limb
to getting lost or being
pounced on by a predator.
If I'm being totally honest,
I'm feeling really
vulnerable right now.
I forgot how intimidating the
forest can be at nighttime,
especially not when you're in
the false security of your tent.
It's a calculated
risk I'm taking.
I don't particularly want
to sit on my nuts
for another night,
which is why I'm feeling
better off on foot.
On the other hand, there
could be things out there
right now that are watching me,
things that I,
myself, can't see.
And that idea in itself is
really, really frightening.
(Footsteps crunching)
Hey, I'm actually
making good time.
I think I'll finally be
outta here by morning.
(Wood tapping)
Did I just hear that?
Sounded like someone
hitting wood off a tree.
(Wood tapping)
Why would someone be out here
in the middle of the night
banging a stick off a tree?
(Wood tapping)
It could be someone
signalling for help.
Hello?
(Crickets chirping)
Well, they've stopped, so,
I guess they
definitely heard me.
Is anybody out there?
(Crickets chirping)
I'm not getting any
further response, so,
clearly, they
don't need my help.
(Wood tapping)
It's starting up again.
(Wood tapping)
You know what, that's not
anybody lookin' for help.
I'm guessing it's my
friends the poachers,
playing games with me again.
(Wood tapping)
They know I'm out here
on my own and on foot.
They're tryin' to
mess with my mind.
(Wood tapping)
Well, you know what?
It ain't working.
Let's give 'em a taste
of their own medicine.
(Stick cracking against tree)
(wood tapping)
Looks like they're beginning
to realize that I'm onto them.
(Bailey laughs)
(heavy knocks cracking)
(wood tapping)
Clearly, they're up for it.
I have the entire
night to hit the beat,
but I won't, I've
got ground to cover.
(Heavy knocks cracking)
(wood tapping)
(chuckles) So long, assholes.
(Knocks cracking)
(wood tapping)
(footsteps crunching)
(wood cracking)
What was that?
(Tree creaking)
Sounded like a tree falling.
Who the hell would be
all the way out here
cutting trees at
this time of night?
I didn't hear any cutting tools,
no, no ax, no, no
chainsaw, nothing.
I'll push on.
(Footsteps crunching)
I've been walking along
for the last 20 minutes
with barely an incident, that
is, until a few seconds ago
when I heard what sounded
like twigs breaking underfoot.
I think someone or
something is following me.
(Branches thumping to ground)
That was nearby.
(Crickets chirping)
Sounded like it came over
there on my left somewhere.
Over where that came from,
I don't think it
would be a grizzly.
They'd make a helluva lot
more noise, that's for sure.
This thing, whatever it is,
it's much more
graceful on its feet.
I'm thinking it could
be a mountain lion.
Oh, sh*t!
Oh, sh*t!
There's something over
there behind a tree
lookin' at me right now!
Oh, sh*t!
Oh, sh*t!
(Bailey breathing frantically)
There's no signs
of aggression yet,
I'm gonna turn the camera slowly
so you can take a look.
The eyes are set very poor
to be a mountain lion,
I think it could be a grizzly.
If it is, my best bet
is to stand my ground and
just try to make
myself look tall.
Oh, f*ck!
(Guttural growling)
It just growled at me, it
just f*cking growled at me!
Oh, OK, OK, buddy.
I'm backing away,
backing away slowly.
Back away, back away.
Oh, f*ck, f*ck!
Back away, back away, back away.
OK, I'm gonna go on over here.
Oh, sh*t!
(Footsteps crunching)
So far, so good.
Left that grouchy
critter way back there.
Seems to have left me be.
It doesn't appear to have
followed me, thank God.
(Sighs) Come on,
morning, where are you?
(Birds chirping)
That was the longest
night of my entire life.
Stopped here around four
this morning to rest.
Ended up just
sitting here (sighs).
Didn't move an inch, I
didn't sleep a wink either.
(Sighs) Dawn couldn't
come fast enough.
(Bird cawing)
As if that wasn't enough,
I now find myself in
the vicinity of not one,
but two of those camera trap
things that I saw yesterday.
Clearly, there's a lot of
hunter activity in this area.
Trouble it, I'm not seeing them.
Well, I think they sure
as hell are seeing me
and watching my every move.
(Bird squawking)
(sighs) Now that
daylight is here,
I can continue where I left off.
Whatever happens, I have to
make a concentrated effort
to be out of here by sundown.
I don't wanna cross paths again
with whatever that thing
was from last night.
Once was more than enough.
(Birds chirping)
Still on foot, dammit
where's that trail?
Where the f*ck is
it, (sighs), tell me!
(Chuckling) I must be
going out of my mind
because for the life of me,
I cannot reconnect
with that trail.
(Footsteps crunching)
(birds chirping)
(canteen rattling)
Great, that's the
last of my water.
f*cking wonderful.
(Birds chirping)
(bird cawing)
f*ck it,
time to man up and swallow
your pride, old boy.
We've got a bit of
a situation here.
(Line ringing)
Amber?
- [Amber] Bailey?
- Amber, listen, I'm sorry
about my attitude yesterday,
about what I said.
You were right.
As hard as it is
for me to say this,
(birds cawing)
- [Amber] You need
help, don't you?
- I f*cking need help, Amber.
You have no idea how
much help I need.
I'm out of water, I'm
totally f*cking lost here!
I'm wandering around in circles
without the slightest
idea of where I'm going.
I could be five
yards or five miles
from the nearest hiking trail
and I wouldn't be able
to tell the difference.
I'm f*cked, Amber, you
hear me, I'm f*cked!
- [Amber] Bailey, listen,
you gotta be calm, OK?
- How can you expect
me to be calm?
I'm in deep sh*t.
(Birds cawing)
The whole trip has turned
into a f*cking nightmare!
Amber, you've gotta get me
outta here, I'm not kidding.
- [Amber] Listen, you've got
to get a grip of yourself, OK?
- It's easy for you
to say that, Amber,
safe, indoors as you are.
I'm out here, in
this f*cking place!
- [Amber] Bailey,
you've gotta relax.
Now is not the time
to go to pieces.
Find some high
ground with no cover
and you'll be easy to
be seen from the air.
I'm notifying the
sheriff right now.
He'll mobilize search and
rescue and they'll find you.
- OK.
- [Amber] Just get
yourself to high ground
and light the
biggest fire you can.
- Yeah, yeah, I'll do that.
- [Amber] Just be cool, OK?
- Yeah, yeah, I think
I'm gonna be all right.
- [Amber] Are you sure?
- Goddammit, Amber, I
said I'm gonna be OK!
- [Amber] Right, then.
I'm hanging up now and
calling the sheriff.
(Phone beeping)
(birds chirping)
- Whatever anybody
tells you about me,
self-reliant out here,
and not overly
dependent on technology,
I know for a fact I
would be totally screwed
if it wasn't for this phone.
(Chuckles) Goddammit.
(Heavy breathing over
crunching footsteps)
Another g*dd*mn
camera trap setup.
Yeah, f*ck them and
their trail cameras!
(Cellphone ringing)
Hello?
- [Marvin] Is that
you, Mr. Rhodes?
- Yeah, yeah it is, who's this?
- [Marvin] This is
Sheriff Marvin Krantz.
- Sheriff, thank God!
- [Marvin] Are ya injured, son?
- No, no I'm not, I just need
to get out of this
f*cking wilderness.
- [Marvin] You needn't
worry about that.
We've a chopper in the air
looking for you as we speak
and a SAR unit has
been mobilized.
- Yes!
- [Marvin] We'll find
ya, son, don't worry.
- Please hurry, Sheriff,
there's some poachers
following my every move.
They even fired
live rounds at me.
- [Marvin] They're not poachers.
- How do you know that?
- [Marvin] Because we've had
complaints about them before.
They're a couple of well-funded
monster-hunting nuts.
Rex and Tex Baxter, two brothers
that go around the world
chasing myths and legends.
They've been claiming for
years there's a creature
unknown to science in the
region you're in right now.
My guess is they've
been using you as bait,
trying to herd you into this
alleged creature's territory
in an attempt to flush it out
so they can photograph
it, maybe even capture it.
- Well, what you're
describing would explain
all the camera traps
I've been seeing.
- [Marvin] We've had claims
from hikers and tourists alike
about them using
intimidation tactics,
trying to force people to
go deeper into the forest.
They're ruthless,
totally mercenary.
They'll use any means necessary
to fulfill their objective.
They don't care, my guess is,
they've had their eyes on you
from the moment
you arrived there.
- So they've been
using me all along,
and I've been doing
everything that they want.
- [Marvin] It would
appear so, yes.
Having said that,
the g*nf*re is new.
I've never heard of
them doing that before.
My guess is, they're
running out of sponsorship,
getting desperate, so
they'll stop at nothin'
until they reach their goal.
They'll have a lot
of explaining to do
once I get my hands on
them, that's for sure.
It'll be a miracle
if they don't end up
doing time in the state pen.
Just keep your distance from
them and hang in there, son.
And get your a*s to high ground.
- Will do, Sheriff, will do.
(Birds chirping)
Aw, thank God.
Well, higher ground we go.
f*ck, this is proving more
arduous than I thought!
Trying to find higher
ground is tough
when you're stuck in this
maze of forest thicket,
and everything looks
the f*cking same.
(Phone ringing)
Sheriff?
- [Marvin] Did you get
to some high ground yet?
- I'm workin' on it.
- [Marvin] Well, you'd
wanna work a bit faster.
We'll be calling off
the search in one hour.
- What, one hour?
- [Marvin] We're having a
lot of trouble triangulating
your cellphone signal, we'll
resume again at first light.
- Well, don't you
have thermal cameras
and forward-looking
infrared for night searches?
- [Marvin] Son, this is
local, we're on a budget.
The search party is comprised
mostly of volunteers.
They're ordinary
citizens like you.
I can't have them wandering
around out there after dark,
and unless you get a
good signal fire going,
they'll be no point in having
a chopper in the air either.
- A chopper, I've
yet to even hear one!
- [Marvin] We have a
large area to cover.
- But you can't just stop
for the entire night.
I wanna get the f*ck outta here
as of this moment, i.e.
right f*cking now, Sheriff!
- [Marvin] OK, tell
you what I'll do.
I'll give ya an additional hour.
- Thank you, Sheriff, thanks.
- [Marvin] But I mean
it, one hour only,
so I suggest you forget
about high ground for now
and get cracking on
a fire, right away.
- Getting cracking as I speak.
No time to f*cking lose.
(Wood scraping)
I don't know what's happening,
but I'm suddenly having a
lot of trouble doing this.
(Grunts) Aw, f*ck
this method sh*t.
Why didn't I just bring a box
of g*dd*mn matches
or a propane lighter?
(Wood scraping)
(sighs) Been doing
this for years.
Demonstrated for
students numerous times.
Numerous f*cking times!
Now, I can't seem to get a
fire going when I need one.
Come on, light!
(Wood scraping)
(gasps) Light, you b*stard!
Light, goddammit, light!
(Wood scraping)
f*ck, f*ck!
I can't do it,
I just can't do it.
(Birds chirping)
What use it is having
survival skills
that don't work for you
when you actually need them?
I might as well face it.
Unless a miracle happens,
I'm gonna be bedding
down here again tonight.
(Crickets chirping)
(cellphone ringing)
I couldn't do it, Sheriff.
I couldn't get a fire going.
- [Marvin] Well, the place
is probably still damp
from all the rain we had today.
- No, that's not it.
Face it, I'm losing my nerve.
- [Marvin] No.
- Yes, that's what it is!
- [Marvin] Well, you've
been lost out there
for a few days now,
you've been through a lot.
You have to expect a
certain amount of mental
and physical
exhaustion has set in.
- Well, I really
do need some rest.
- [Marvin] Then you do that,
retire early and relax.
The search resumes at dawn.
We should be able to trace
your cellphone signal then.
- OK, Sheriff.
(Crickets chirping)
Maybe I'm not cut out
for this sh*t anymore.
Maybe it's time I started
thinking about a career.
Like actually getting one.
- [Todd] I hope you're
still sh**ting footage.
- Yeah, it's about
all I can do up here.
- [Todd] That's good, because
I got some cool news for you.
I told a TV producer
about your predicament,
and he said he'd be
interested in using
all the material you shot
thus far in a documentary.
Is that cool or what?
Well, isn't it?
Jesus, you're going
out of control
with your enthusiasm there!
- Look, I've got Amber
on the other line, Todd.
I'll get back to you.
(Sighs) Hey, baby.
- [Amber] How're
you doing up there?
- I'm, I'm really
pissed off, honey.
- [Amber] Be patient!
They'll be up there
looking for you
first thing in the morning.
- I know, it's just,
Jesus, I was certain
I'd be home by now.
- [Amber] I know, it's
hard on all of us,
just hang in there
till morning, OK?
- I'll sure as hell try.
(Sighs) OK, it's almost 3 a.m.
I was in an almost
coma-like sleep
when I was woken by
the sounds of objects
hitting off the
canopy on my tent.
I went out and I found these.
Someone out there is
throwing stones at my tent.
See, there it goes again.
(Stones thumping)
f*ck off, you hear me?
I'm not afraid of you!
(Stones thunking)
Looks like, looks
like a black bear.
Can't be sure 'cause,
it ain't no bear that's
been throwing stones.
Whatever it was, it seems
to have stopped now.
I'm gonna try to get some sleep,
keyword being try.
(Bailey sighs)
(footsteps crunching)
I managed to get a light
sleep, maybe 25 minutes,
but I was woke up
(heavy footsteps crunching)
by the sounds of these
footsteps outside.
(Heavy breathing and snorting)
I don't know what it is that's
wandering about out there,
but, is it a grizzly?
Giant red fence, right about,
now.
(Heavy breathing and grunting)
That ain't no f*ck'
grizzly out there.
Whatever it is,
(heavy breathing and grunting)
just stepped right
over the g*dd*mn fence
as if it wasn't there!
Oh, sh*t!
(Heavy footsteps crunching)
Oh f*ck, it's,
(heavy, grunting breaths)
it's right outside
my f*cking tent!
Oh, what the f*ck is that?
What the f*ck is that?
f*ck, oh, f*ck!
(Eerie groaning)
(heavy, grunting breaths)
Oh f*ck!
(Heavy, grunting breaths)
(heavy, grunting breaths)
(guttural growling)
Oh, f*ck!
(Heavy, grunting breaths)
Oh f*ck!
(Guttural growling)
(gasping) Get the
f*ck away from me!
Get the f*ck away from me!
f*ck!
(Bailey gasping desperately)
sh*t, oh f*ck, sh*t!
(Heavy footsteps thumping)
(Bailey breathing heavily)
Oh f*ck, oh sh*t, oh sh*t!
(Bailey breathing heavily)
sh*t!
(Wood cracking and creaking)
What the hell?
(Wood cracking and creaking)
Sounds like,
(wood cracking and rattling)
sounds like trees falling.
(Wood cracking and creaking)
It's, (whimpers),
it's getting louder.
That means it's,
it's getting closer.
(Guttural growling)
Oh, sh*t, sh*t!
(Heavy footsteps thumping)
Oh, f*ck, oh sh*t!
Oh my God, oh God!
(Bailey breathing heavily)
f*ck, I've been running solid
for an hour non-stop.
(Gasping for breath)
Hopefully, I left that thing,
whatever it was, way back there.
I haven't heard a thing
since, (gasping for breath)
oh God, I need to stop
and catch my breath.
(Gasping) I don't know what
the hell that this was,
but I wanna put as much distance
between it and me as possible.
(Bailey gasping for breath)
Why'd I come out here?
(Gasping) Why, why?
(Wood cracking)
What the f*ck?
(Tree creaking and
crashing to the ground)
(eerie moaning)
(crickets chirping)
(eerie moaning)
(tree crashing over)
(wood cracking)
(brush rustling)
Ah, f*ck!
(Eerie moaning)
(tree crashing to the ground)
Jesus!
(Tree thumping to the ground)
(Bailey hyperventilating)
(brush rustling)
(wood cracking)
(heavy footsteps thumping)
(eerie moaning)
Jesus!
(Wood cracking)
(heavy footsteps thumping)
f*cking thing was,
though it was tracking me.
(Bailey gasping for breath)
I, I, I think it's,
I think it's, I think
it's gone for now.
Oh, f*ck!
(Gasping) Oh, f*ck, oh f*ck!
(Birds chirping)
I'm pretty sure this is
the way to my campsite.
I've been on foot
for a while now,
so it can't be too
much farther ahead.
I think I see it
just in front of me.
(Footsteps crunching)
Oh, God, no, no!
I don't believe this!
It's been thrashed!
Everything has been
totally thrashed!
f*ck!
Wait, maybe my phone is
still around here somewhere.
Aw, f*ck it!
This is what's left of my phone.
Oh, damn.
Well, I'm gonna
salvage what I can and,
and make tracks.
There's nothing
more I can do here.
(Footsteps crunching)
Yet another one of
those trail cameras.
Those Baxter brothers put
these things all over the place
thinking something is
hiding out in these woods.
And after my
experience last night,
now I'm a believer, too.
Instead of beating
the sh*t outta this,
like I almost did the last one,
I'm gonna do what I
shoulda done from day one.
Luckily my stills camera
is one of the few things
to survive the thrashing
my camp took last night.
Their trap triggered six times
and I've taken the
memory card out of it.
Maybe, I'll be able to see
exactly what's going on here.
(Shutter snapping)
(shutter snapping)
(shutter snapping)
(shutter snapping)
(shutter snapping)
What the hell is that?
(Shutter snapping)
I don't know what the
hell that thing was.
(Shutter snapping)
It could be what I saw
and heard last night,
but it definitely raises more
questions than it answers.
(Footsteps crunching)
Look at this place!
(Birds chirping)
Aw, f*ck!
(Crickets chirping)
I don't believe this!
Trees are leveled
everywhere you look!
They've been knocked over
as if hit by a hurricane!
I have no clue
what's going on here.
(Eerie whistling)
There may be something up ahead.
(Low rumbling)
What, what the hell?
Holy sh*t.
(Generator whirring loudly)
(generator grinds to a stop)
(gasps) No.
(Birds chirping)
Two packs here.
That leaves me in no doubt
of who owns this campsite.
Those two monster hunters.
If they were here
when this happened,
there's nothing much
I can do for 'em.
Not much I can use here.
Except, however, if
it's still working,
a fairly average two-way radio.
Hello, this is Bailey Rhodes.
I'm lost in Lolo National Forest
and in need of assistance.
Is anyone listening
on this frequency?
(Radio beeps)
Is anyone out there?
(Radio beeps)
I've gotta get out of here.
That thing could
still be around.
(Footsteps crunching)
(radio crackles)
Anybody there, over?
(Radio beeps)
(static crackling on radio)
Hello?
- [Mysterious Voice
On Radio] I'm sorry,
I'm sorry.
- Who's this?
- [Mysterious Voice
On Radio] I'm sorry!
- Tell me who you are!
(Static crackling)
Who are you?
- [Mysterious Voice On
Radio] They k*lled him.
- What?
- [Mysterious Voice On Radio]
Help, help, please help!
- Are you one of
the Baxter brothers?
(Static crackling)
Where are you?
(Static crackling)
Tell me where you are!
(Static crackling)
Hello?
Hello!
(Static crackling)
I don't know what the
f*ck that was all about.
(Footsteps crunching)
Never heard back from that
person again, whoever he was.
Radio's been silent every since.
And I don't know where
I'm walking anymore.
I'm tired, I'm hungry,
I'm thirsty, the list goes on.
I don't know what I'm doing!
Frankly, I don't give a sh*t.
I just don't care anymore!
f*ck this, f*ck the
woods, f*ck everything!
(Radio crackles)
That was not my radio.
(Radio crackling)
Jesus, it's close by.
Hello!
(Radio crackling)
(radio crackling)
(footsteps crunching)
What the f*ck?
(Bailey breathing heavily)
(wood thunking)
There's that
knocking sound again.
(Wood thunking)
(wood thunking
grows more intense)
It's,
(intense thunking continues)
it's all around me!
It's f*cking everywhere!
sh*t!
(Intense wood knocking)
Oh f*ck!
(Bailey grunts)
(breathy snorting)
(guttural growling)
(brush rustling)
(ominous and unsettling
electronic music)
(shutter snapping)
(shutter snapping)
(ominous and unsettling
electronic music)
(pleasant but tinny
orchestral music)
(heavy footsteps crunching)
(guttural growling)
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