Last Days (2025)

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A young American

on an evangelical mission,

his adventures taking

a harrowing turn.

...who loved the outdoors.

John Chau traveled the world.

It's a journey

that ended in tragedy.

American

John Allen Chau was k*lled--

...k*lled after traveling

to an off-limits remote tribe

in the Bay of Bengal.

It was incredibly dangerous.

It's ill*gal, for good reason.

He wanted

to share the love of God...

No one asked this kid

to go North Sentinel Island...

...Chau never should've

ventured out to the island.

Just trying to spread his faith.

Incredibly misguided attempt.

Called him a martyr

tonight, the founder saying...

He wasn't a martyr,

he was an idiot.

This is what God

had called him to do.

John Chau is yet

another example of the evil

influence of neocolonialism.

He's... He's a hero.

Put his money where his mouth...

What did you expect to happen?

He's a nutjob!

He was an inspiration.

But the question now is...

Who was John Chau?

Hello!

Anybody home?

Good morning!

I'm John!

I love you!

Jesus sent me to you!

Here I am.

Uh, I have gifts.

Yeah?

Here.

Fish.

It's okay.

It's for you.

It's all for you.

Oh, my gosh.

"For God so loved the world,

he gave his one and only son,

that whoever believes in him

shall not perish

but shall have ever--"

No? No.

No! No!

New Delhi wants us

to test backup power.

Relax! Don't worry.

Just a small test.

Don't worry.

Ready?

Get back to work.

What is wrong with this?

Just a spark, not fire.

Take it back.

Okay.

- Steve Simon.

- US Consulate?

Yeah, Steve Simon.

This is Inspector Ganali,

Port Blair police,

Andaman Islands.

You have an alert

on a missing citizen.

Correct.

Has anyone else

contacted you yet?

- Get back to work.

- No, you'd be the first.

Kid's a missionary.

We got a tip he might be headed

to North Sentinel Island.

No. We have no John Chau

staying here.

Perhaps he's using another name.

Perhaps he's staying

at another hotel.

This man does not

want attention.

Other hotels require

credit cards

and passports, not yours.

This is how he looks like.

Ma'am, as you can see,

there are so many people

pass through here

on a daily basis.

So, maybe. I don't know.

Okay. Fine.

Then we'll go room by room

until we find him.

- Look, madam...

- Excuse me, ma'am.

I think I recognize him.

-Him?

-Yes, ma'am. This guy.

He had me call a taxi for him.

Did he say where he was going?

Unlikely.

To the airport, ma'am.

He should be in charge. Not you.

Thank you.

Are you done, sir?

I'm looking for

an American male.

Last name is "Chau". C-H-A-U.

First name is John or Jonathan.

John Chau. C-H-A-U.

Nothing here.

Not booked on

anything going out today.

Just show me all the Americans

traveling today.

Sir, passport, please?

Yeah, sure.

Sir, come with me, please.

Is there a problem?

Take your bag

and come with me, please.

Chandler Synnes...

Synnestvedt.

And your reason for coming here?

Just stopping off for a few days

before heading to Thailand.

You only arrived this morning.

You're flying out again?

Yeah,

it's just a change of plans.

I had to get to Thailand

sooner than I thought.

Your trip originated

in Tanzania?

Mm-hmm.

I'm currently based there, yeah.

And what's your profession?

I'm a missionary.

Is that a crime?

Going to North Sentinel Island

is a crime.

Helping someone get there

is also a crime.

What's that got to do with me?

-Chandler?

-Yeah?

Where is John Chau?

Who?

Yeah!

Soli Deo Gloria.

"Glory to God alone."

On the eve of our graduation,

as we prepare to go out

and make our mark in the world,

we remember

what Jesus himself said,

in sending his own disciples

out into the world,

"Go where my light is dim,

and my voice is small."

Whoa.

Would all of you

reach down underneath your seats

and take out

what you find there.

This next part

is entirely optional.

If this isn't for you,

be honest, don't participate.

If you're ready to say yes,

to commit to illuminating

the darkest corners

of a broken, hurting world...

...light your candle.

If you pledge with me

to hear the cries of the damned

as they hurtle headlong

into the Christless night...

...light your candle.

Why didn't you

just light the candle?

What are you trying to prove?

No!

- Are you serious?

- Hello, man.

Good to see you, buddy.

There he is. Come here.

Hi, sweetheart. Hi.

Oh, so great to see you.

-You okay?

-Yeah, I'm good.

Guys, thank you so much

for coming all the way out here.

Hey, Dad.

Thank you for joining us.

Sorry.

Heavenly Father,

thank you for this meal.

For the family gathered here

on John's graduation.

May you continue

guiding him on his journey.

-Amen.

-Amen.

Amen.

Amen.

REI?

Thank you, Brian and Marilyn!

Well, what time is it?

Are they still open?

Can we make it there?

-This one's from me.

-Mom.

-You like it?

-Oh... my... gosh.

To write your own

adventure novel with.

It's gonna need some more pages.

Thank you, Mom.

This one... is from your father.

It's what I've always wanted.

I never had one that nice.

- ...so much.

- Love you, man.

Still cannot believe

you flew out.

-See you soon.

-We'll see you soon.

-Bye.

-See you later. Bye.

Mom, I wanna let you know,

I'm not coming back.

To the hotel?

I'm not coming back home

after school ends.

Where are you going?

Kurdistan.

There's a missionary program

that helps organize support

for refugee kids.

You mean, for the summer?

I'm not going to medical school.

-John.

-You have to break it to Dad.

Sweetheart,

you've already been admitted.

I don't want to be a doctor.

I'm not like Brian or Marilyn,

okay?

I'm not perfect like them.

John.

When I'm out there

in the wilderness,

that's when

I feel closest to God.

That's where I belong.

We've talked about this.

-You can't go.

-I'm telling you.

This is not-- It's--

Lynda!

- Okay. Okay.

- Let's go.

- Okay.

- Okay. Okay, yeah.

-We'll talk.

-Okay.

I'm not going.

Welcome all of you

to your first day

of medical school.

This is the beginning

of a very long,

but ultimately,

very rewarding career

as a doctor,

one of the most vital

and important roles in society.

Have you studied

cadaver work yet?

Just wait.

It takes a bit,

but after your residency,

you'll see.

Being a doctor will open up

the world for you.

I'm sure the Lord

will reveal John's path

when the time is right.

Who could that be?

I will see.

John.

Your father just wants

the best for you.

I'll be back.

Where're you going?

- Patrick?

- It's fine.

Uh... Just a misunderstanding.

John?

They're saying he illegally

prescribed painkillers

to undercover agents.

I think they

might file criminal charges.

Where do we keep those

little things of toothpaste?

What?

What's going on?

John?

He never paints anymore.

What? What do you mean?

John.

John!

John, where are you going?

I never should've have

doubted Him, Mom.

God's always there.

Is this the two of you together?

-All right, yeah, I know him.

-Mmm.

I came out here to stop him.

From going to North Sentinel?

Well, he hid it from everybody.

As soon as I realized

what he was doing,

I rushed out here.

Why would you stop him?

That's exactly

what you people do,

push your beliefs on others.

No, I did not want John

to get hurt.

Oh, so you talked him out of it?

I couldn't find him.

I went to his hotel--

I went to his hotel.

He's not there.

He's not answering his phone!

I didn't know what else to do,

so I came back to the airport.

Now I've missed my flight.

This is John's backpack.

Believe me,

I can do much worse than that.

Now, come with me.

Okay, look,

let's just calm down.

Will you just sit back down--

Up!

Come on, come on.

It's yours! Take it, take it.

Abdul! Abdul! Yeah!

Almost done, Kayla.

Let's go. Let's go.

Reading anything good?

Isaiah?

Chapter?

Sixty-five.

"I revealed myself to those

who did not ask for me.

I was found by those

who did not seek me.

To a nation

that did not call my name,

I said, 'Here am I, here am I.'"

-I'm John.

-I know.

Wanna go for a ride?

Hop on.

Hold on tight to me, okay?

Hope you don't mind.

This is a bit of

an off-books operation.

If you ask me, what's the point

of saving somebody's body

but not their soul?

Is this legal?

Sometimes

you gotta just jump in,

ready or not.

North Sentinel Island.

No one's ever got that before.

Come on. That's--

The ultimate mission.

What's that noise?

NATO jets.

F-22s.

Bombing !sis in Mosul.

Mosul's 150 miles from here.

Imagine

what it sounds like there.

John, this is Chandler.

You want to take a ride?

-In this?

-Uh-huh.

Put this on.

It's in case we crash,

they can find your body.

We're currently flying

over ancient Mesopotamia,

headwaters of the Tigris

and Euphrates river.

You know what Genesis 2:14

calls that place?

Eden.

We've got

the God's-eye view of it.

Hey, you wanna fly her a bit?

What?

You wanna fly her a bit?

Are you crazy?

Sure.

Grab the yoke.

There you go. Keep her steady.

Okay. Good.

Okay.

I'm letting go. All right?

Yeah, I got it.

I got it.

All right. There you go.

You're flying the plane now.

Should be right over

the drop zone.

Drop zone? Cha--

Good job.

Cha-- Chandler!

There's two kinds

of missionaries

in this world, John.

One's all those NGO bureaucrats

on the ground down there,

sealed off in their compounds,

handing out...

water bottles and soccer ba*ls.

What's the other kind?

Well, God doesn't make

many of them, that's for sure.

This other type of missionary.

What do they do?

Should I not be asking?

Here we are in Kurdistan...

- Right?

- Mm-hmm.

Show me where else you've been.

Nice. Hawaii.

Mexico.

Dominican Republic. Corsica.

Okay, anywhere else?

No, that's it.

Okay.

- North Korea?

- Uh-huh.

Papua New Guinea.

Brazil.

Brazilian Amazon.

Tribe called the Pirah.

You've been to all these places?

No, of course not.

Christian missionaries

aren't allowed

to go to those areas.

Not gonna find those stamps

in our passports.

Let me ask you something.

This day and age,

what makes someone a saint?

You know, what kind of risks

are you willing to take?

How far behind enemy lines

are you willing to go?

What the hell is this thing?

He's immensely strong.

The real deal. Just look at him.

This is a crowd-control dog.

I asked for a drug-sniffing dog.

Can he not do both?

It's a she. It's a female.

What shall we name it, sir?

It's not getting a name.

It's going back

to where it came from.

Okay.

Look at that.

He doesn't like her.

About the American, sir.

John Chau.

Doesn't look very American.

I spoke to the US Consulate,

sir. And I--

Tell me, sub-inspector,

how many islands

have we jurisdiction over?

836, sir.

And this John Chau of yours,

he could have gone

to any one of them.

But he didn't.

Of the top ten

uncontacted tribes

targeted by the missionaries

for conversion to Christianity,

one is right here

on North Sentinel.

I can't believe

we made the top ten list.

Ishaan, Farid,

go to the North Sentinelese

and tell them

of their good fortune.

Sir, he may still be here

in Port Blair. He may be waiting

to leave at night.

And when he does,

he'll be intercepted

by the coast guard,

which has a very tight blockade

around North Sentinel.

But it's much more likely

he's just another tourist,

here to drink, cavort,

and lie on the beach.

May I at least alert

the navy and coast guard

to be on the lookout for someone

attempting to reach the island?

If we issued an alert every time

some American brat

forgets to call home,

we'd never rest.

Farid!

For the love of God,

remove this canine

from my office.

This fellow, as you call him,

has been casing the wharf

for a boat crew

to take him to North Sentinel.

And how do you know that?

Sir? Sir, come in, sir.

Yes, sub-inspector?

Sir, we found the crew.

Main pier on the east side.

Main pier

on the east side, sir.

What is this?

What are you hiding?

-Don't lie to me.

-These poor guys?

Harbor surveillance cameras

show this boat

departing Friday at midnight,

running lights off,

and returning at sunrise.

So they confessed to taking

John Chau to North Sentinel?

Oh, they will. Once they've seen

the inside of a jail cell.

Give me that thing.

"Running lights"?

The lights barely work

on this rust bucket.

After four months, you still

don't know where you are,

sub-inspector.

This is Port Blair.

This is the edge of the world.

Policing is not about technology

or interrogation tactics.

It's about people.

Can you even speak

their language?

No.

They indeed took John Chau

out on their boat.

See? What did I tell you?

And then they brought him

back to Port Blair.

Brought him back?

He has returned to Port Blair

having most likely

learned his lesson.

I think we're finished here.

How do you know

they brought him back?

They could be lying

to avoid getting in trouble.

They are already

in trouble, miss.

Then where is he?

He came back here,

got off the boat. Then what?

Like I said, sub-inspector,

check the bars,

check the beaches,

check the souvenir shops.

It's there you'll find

your missing John Chau.

Sir... he'll try again.

I doubt it.

Read his journal.

He believes God sent him here

to save the souls

of the Sentinelese.

Young people believe

all kinds of things.

Then they wise up.

This other one, Chandler.

Release him from custody

and put him

on the next plane out.

Sir, there's more going on here.

I know it.

Here's what I think is going on.

An ambitious lady cop

takes a position

in a sh*thole post

out in the middle of nowhere.

Hoping to make a name

for herself,

she seizes on the dumb actions

of an American tourist.

She'll arrest this missionary,

save the islanders

from this pernicious influence.

And then be rewarded

with a big promotion.

All the while neglecting

her husband

on the mainland.

Do I have that about right,

sub-inspector?

Guys, guys, guys.

Hey, next year, I plan our trip.

It's been five years in a row

of hostels and crappy food.

Hey, John.

You got our map, right?

Huh?

Hey.

You okay, bud?

This whole trip

you seem a little down.

Yeah, I'm just...

I'm just trying

to figure out some stuff.

Dude, you're the most

figured out person we know.

- I'm just trying to,

you know, find my path.

Dude, we know your path.

- You're gonna live out

our dreams.

Yeah!

Don't do that.

Don't put that on me.

When we first started

on these trips,

it was about helping people

see God.

Yeah, and it still is.

Are we doing enough?

Are we taking enough risks?

Is this as far

as we're willing to go?

John!

What the guys mean is, um...

Look, Katie and I

are trying to have kids.

And Zach is taking over

his dad's business.

And Dylan is moving to LA

to be the next Tom Cruise!

You're the Highlander,

my friend.

You're the one.

I'm the one.

Hey, hey, hey.

To John.

-To John.

-To John.

Ah.

All right. Well, I guess that...

Oh!

-Yes!

-There it is.

There it goes.

Your turn.

No more third-world countries...

-...please?

-He's right.

You know, aim for Sweden.

-No--

-I wanna meet my future wife.

Dude, it's so cold.

Guys!

Where do you wanna go, John?

What is the Great Commission?

The Great Commission was given

to us by the Resurrected Christ,

who said, "Go and make disciples

of all nations."

This is a satellite video

of the highlands

of Papua New Guinea,

home to the Baruya Tribe.

These people

have never been told

about our Savior Jesus Christ,

but one day, one of you...

Come on!

...you're going to change that.

Wait!

We have God on our side.

But that doesn't mean things

won't go wrong,

because they will.

How will you share the gospel

if you get injured,

and there's no hospital?

Let's go!

How will you persevere

if you're lost and need

to scavenge for food?

What will you do

if you get stranded

in an active w*r zone

miles from the border?

Yes!

- Let's go.

- Sweet!

- If you plan to travel...

- Bye, y'all!

...to the darkest corners

of the globe,

you must train to survive.

Because one day,

these skills

might just save your life.

Hey, guys, check it out.

We can camp here for the night.

Let's go.

Looks all right to me.

-John?

-Yeah.

Let's stay by the water.

Our Father, who art in heaven,

Hallowed be Thy name.

Thy--

Everything okay?

Is Mom okay?

Yeah, your mother's fine.

What happened to your car?

I...

I sold it to pay for the lawyer.

Those prescriptions I wrote...

...I didn't know

they were federal agents.

I'm trained

to help those in need.

But they entrapped me.

They suspended my license.

Leave it to God, Dad.

He's got a plan for you.

I promise.

I came to this country

with nothing.

The Church, what we believe,

it was a way to belong,

meet nice people.

Try to live the right way.

Your mother and I

have always supported you

to find your passion.

But this, a-a missionary?

It's too extreme.

You-You don't have

to be a doctor.

But I want you

to come home with me.

You're tired.

You've been driving all night.

Come on,

let me get you a coffee.

Why are you doing this?

You--

You've always been a dreamer,

John.

That's okay.

But... it is time to wake up.

You used to dream, too, Dad.

What?

The State Fair...

Your painting won first place.

Remember?

It was that sunrise.

Coming up in the sky

past the ship.

Or was it a sunset?

I could never tell.

It-It's just a painting.

No.

I wanted

to live inside it.

To reach out and touch it.

Like if I could get beyond

that frame, it would take me

to another world.

There-There's no other world.

You shouldn't have

stopped painting, Dad.

Have a safe trip back.

"Lord, please bless

and protect my dad.

He doesn't see

that everything I do..."

"...is in your service.

For the Kingdom of God. God..."

"Life is in your hands, Father.

Oh, God, please keep my plans

hidden from the forces

of darkness."

"Forces of darkness"?

That would be me.

sh*t!

Sh-- Uh--

sh*t.

Don't get many visitors

out here.

Are you Raz?

You're a tour guide, yeah?

Entrepreneur.

Restauranteur.

And, yes, I lead trips

on the side.

Diving and snorkeling.

Ever taken anyone

to North Sentinel Island?

You must be joking.

What do you know

about people who live there?

The Sentinelese?

Nothing. I'm part Onge.

Different island,

different language,

different everything.

So you can't communicate

with them?

No one can.

They don't want to talk to us.

-Cardamom are they?

-Mm-hmm.

Here.

Oh, no. My husband bakes them.

He cooks for you?

No, I do the cooking.

Of course.

How many mobile phones

do you own?

How many do you own?

I've seen at least three

since I walked in here.

So either I'm a good businessman

or a gangster.

Yes?

And what sort of business

did you have with John Chau?

Who?

Your address was

in his notebook.

Stop wasting my time.

We had no business.

He asked for my assistance,

and I refused.

Why not help him?

Do you know what they'd do,

the North Sentinelese,

if he was to set foot

on their island?

They wouldn't just k*ll him.

They'd crush his skull

to free the spirit.

Then mount his body on a stake,

right on the beach.

Would you blame them?

Someone coming in, uninvited.

All alone, invading their home.

This guy's really gotten

under your skin, hasn't he?

I'm simply enforcing the law.

Since when

did the police do that?

The Swan.

Excuse me?

It's a bar.

Near the Aberdeen bus terminus.

It's there if you look for it.

You'll find what you need.

John?

It's nice, man.

You look good,

you been working out?

- Yeah. Yeah. A little bit.

- Yeah?

Yeah, I see it.

How's it all been going?

Well, they're burning

the rainforest down.

You know, all this trash

is coming downstream

from the bigger towns.

Other than that,

everything's great.

Where's Kayla?

She moved to Baltimore.

Married a Presbyterian minister.

Drives a Tesla.

Kayla?

Missionary life is hard, man.

Most people give it up

sooner than later.

Tudo bem?

So, um, you remember that map

on the wall?

Uh-huh.

Yeah, I'm thinking about

going somewhere.

Are you sure I need to know?

It's not gonna work.

Why not?

North Sentinel

is the Mount Everest

of the missionary world.

Exactly.

Start with something smaller.

I'm not--

I'm not thinking small.

I'm going big.

You're not ready.

I came all the way out here

to talk to you.

Do you have any idea

how much I prepped for this?

Listen to me.

This isn't the old days.

This stuff,

it's harder than ever.

Indian government

has gotten really good

at spotting fanatics.

They'll see you coming.

How?

By spending 30 seconds

on your Instagram.

There's Christian messaging

all the way through it.

Not to mention they'll see

where you went to school.

You know, the places

you trained, the organizations

you worked for.

You're a Jesus freak, John.

They're not

gonna hand you a visa.

They're gonna put your a*s

on the next plane home.

I've just finished

my EMT qualifications.

I'm going to go

get all the inoculations.

I found a contact in Jaipur

who knows a guy in Port Blair.

Everything is arranged.

Then you f*cking un-arrange it.

Look, you can start by

scrubbing Jesus

from your social media.

All right? You take six months,

nine months.

Go dark. Go secular.

Stop talking to people.

Stop bragging

about what you're going to do.

Show some restraint.

Look, I see you.

You wanna be that guy...

...who goes to Mordor.

But you gotta build him

the right way,

so the world believes it.

You know, you start over.

You build a hero.

All right, from today on,

this is the story

you're going to tell

about yourself.

And this will be the story

the world will know.

Hey, guys.

Another day in paradise.

Wish you were here.

Can't wait to show

you my adventures.

It's another beautiful day.

We're just hiking along here.

Having a great time.

I couldn't ask

for anything more.

Man, I'm so proud of you.

Just remember, if it's not you,

then who?

If it's not now, then when?

You got this, man.

What's all this?

Jim and Denise are coming over.

But aren't they

bringing takeout?

John wanted my roast chicken.

He's home?

He's exhausted. He shaved

and went straight up

to his room.

So I look across the ridge,

I see black bear,

mama with cubs, 400 pounds.

I head the opposite direction.

I'm bushwhacking

along the trail,

and I just hear the...

This diamondback

rears up its head and just...

-...jabs me in the shin!

-I can't even imagine!

John,

you have to swing to church

and share your tales.

They're starting to think

that I'm making it up

when I tell them.

So how long you back for?

Uh, I'm headed off

again tomorrow.

Oh, that's not much time home.

Yeah, well, it's long enough

for Mom's cooking.

And her washing machine.

Yeah.

- So, what else happened?

- Mmm.

Well, I was hiking

along a different trail

this time...

Do you have any sunscreen

I can take?

Look in the closet.

Come here one minute.

Let me see.

Ah, no, I need more.

Thank you.

I've had those on my wrist

since I was ten years old.

Just needed a new band.

And you weren't ten,

you were seven.

You know those

are Buddhist beads, right?

I know.

I just want you to be closer

to your heritage, you know?

To your dad.

- That will do it.

- Yeah.

- I'm still here.

- The beads are still here.

- You flip but they flop.

- Now your pancakes are a mess.

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Flight 104 from Jaipur

to Mumbai...

Where do you intend to go?

Touring Jaipur.

Then south to Goa. Beaches.

Enjoy your stay.

Thank you.

Next. Passport?

Hi, sorry.

What the hell is wrong

with you people?

How long has this John...

whatever-his-name-is

been missing?

Ah. I give you a monkey's job.

Now the American Embassy

is calling about this kid.

The media is calling

about this kid.

The Lieutenant Governor in Delhi

knows about this kid!

I've been treating this

as a top priority, huh?

I need more resources.

You... lazy sh*t!

They're a UNESCO designated

indigenous tribe.

You've got warships,

attack helicopters, coast guard.

What the hell else do you need?

I've been studying

this boy's journal.

He may still be here

in Port Blair.

He may be waiting

to leave at night.

Go find him.

Come on!

Let's go.

Madam, you again?

Sir, please.

Sir, what--

Come, let's go.

Sir. Sir, I told you

he checked out.

There's nothing in here, sir.

Sir!

Then find out where he went,

who he talked to,

what he was last wearing.

I want everything

you have on this guy.

Yes, sir.

Don't just sit there

looking stupid!

Go and arrest those fishermen.

Fill up the jail.

Pretend like you actually

have a job to do!

Yes, sir.

Maybe if you'd tried being nicer

to the witnesses,

they'd cooperate.

Never knew you had

a sense of humor.

I learned it from you.

That's new.

What?

The wedding ring.

I've always had it.

Just never worn it.

If I may, should we not

get back to solving the case?

Who says we're not?

What you're doing is theater.

And you know it.

There's a local fixer.

His name is Raz.

Do you know him?

If John Chau went

to anybody for help,

it's this fellow.

I know Raz.

I want three thousand.

Three thou--?

Three thousand dollars?

North Sentinel's barely

30 miles from here.

If it's so easy, get a kayak.

Good luck with the currents.

Good luck with the coast guards.

I can pay you 600.

What is it with you guys?

Ah? You travel halfway

across the world

because you think

it's your job to save people.

What if we came to America

and did that to you?

I forgot, you're already saved.

You walk away,

you're sending

these people to hell.

Missionaries tried

to save my people.

Do I look saved?

It's never too late.

No. No, no, no.

You think this hardcore

Christian sh*t is going

to make people accept you?

No matter what you do,

you will always be

a ch*nk to them.

Six hundred's all I've got.

Let me see that.

Hey.

Bring this to the wharf tonight.

There's a crew

who go out fishing at night.

They're Christian, too.

They'll get me all the way

over there for 300?

Not all the way.

Not to the beach. That's crazy.

But they'll get you close.

Quarter-mile off shore.

From there you go

the rest of the way alone.

Thank you.

Are you sure?

Ishaan, suspect's heading north

your way.

Farid, there is a river west

to Ishaan's road.

Start sweeping

for anything suspicious.

On my way.

Madam, we cleared both

the road and river

from suspect's house to here.

There's nothing.

The only other place

is the shrimping dock

on the other side.

Meet me there.

Hey!

Hey!

Ishaan, cover the southeast side

of the shipping dock.

Call coast guard.

It's a red speedboat.

It's heading out to sea.

Sir, it's him.

It's a red speedboat.

You saw him?

You saw it was John Chau?

The boat was hiding there, sir.

Then you did not

make a positive identification.

It's pitch dark out there.

Who else could it be?

Smugglers use these coves

dropping off refugees

from Bangladesh.

Don't you know that?

Sir, John Chau is getting away.

What has come over you?

Indian people, our people,

are routinely victimized

by crime here in Port Blair.

And you've become obsessed

with this one stupid

American boy?

I don't care about

the American boy.

It's the Sentinelese I care for.

All they want is to be

who they are.

Yet the world is determined

to go there and destroy them.

And someday they will.

So what? Do nothing?

You are a lazy sh*t.

Why are you even here?

Oh, I forgot.

You were given a monkey's job.

I wonder why.

This is my jurisdiction,

not yours.

You had no authorization

to deploy my officers out here.

Now go back to the station

and turn in your badge.

You're fired.

Y-You cannot be serious.

All this hot air from you,

and only one thing

you've said is true.

This is theater.

All of it.

John Chau is dead.

That's funny.

I can't believe it.

Hello. Thanks, mate.

Oh, sh*t!

Oh, my God!

Hey. Hey! Here. Take a seat.

-Are you sure?

-Yeah, grab a seat.

Guys! Grab it. Grab my drink.

- You're getting soaked.

- Oh, my God!

Oh, my God.

- Thanks, man.

- All good.

Every day it rains at 2:00 p.m.,

like clockwork.

By 2:15, it'll be sunny again.

I love it.

It's pissing down.

We crashed your party now.

-You're all alone?

-Yeah.

I envy you.

It's been ten long days

with this lot.

Piss off.

Where to? It's piss-pouring.

I'm Melanie, by the way.

John.

Looks like you've had yourself

quite the morning.

sh*t.

What's up?

It's the rental car.

Don't tell me

it's fallen through.

No, it's reserved...

but it's a manual shift.

- Caleb!

- I couldn't tell.

It didn't say anything about

whether it was a manual

or an auto.

-Oh, my--

-Well, does anybody drive stick?

No!

- What do you reckon?

- None of us.

Caleb.

-You drive a manual?

-Yeah.

-You-- Would you?

-Yes! We're on.

Yeah. Come on.

You are a legend.

Thanks for doing this, mate.

You're a real godsend.

You sure

we're not taking you away

from anything?

No.

Positive?

It's all good.

Hold on!

Whoa! sh*t!

Whoa!

Oh!

Nice spot.

Who's up for a swim?

We can do better.

Why not?

All right.

Just a little bit further.

Come on.

Oh, my God!

Oh, my God!

-Oh, my God!

-You're a legend.

What?

Wow.

See? Better.

Yeah.

But how do we get down there?

Like this.

No!

Well, it was nice knowing him.

-Holy sh*t.

-Oh, my God.

He's insane.

He's insane.

Well. sh*t.

-Melanie!

-Melanie!

Oh!

-Oh, my God!

-Whoo!

Hey!

Wait for me.

Oh, you cowards!

All right, then. Their loss.

Come on. Let's go.

Come on!

Oh, my God!

Beer?

No. Thanks.

Look at 'em.

No idea where they are.

And tomorrow, it's just...

on to the next amusement.

So, I have a game.

Actually, no, it's stupid.

No!

What is it?

Right, well...

I ask you a question,

then you ask me one.

Nothing ever gets answered.

-Okay.

-Mm-hmm.

Mmm.

-What's your favorite... color?

-Oh.

What's your greatest fear?

Why do you ask?

Who taught you to stick shift?

What do you wanna

do with your life?

How come you've got epinephrine

in your backpack?

Why did you follow me off

the waterfall?

Have you got a favorite scar?

Is one of those guys

your boyfriend?

Have you seen the ice machine

in my hotel?

I don't mean to rush, but

they could be back

any minute now.

You got a condom?

It's okay. Caleb has some.

Two secs.

Yep. Bingo.

You're shivering.

It's like a hundred degrees

in here. Are you...

You okay?

Do you...

do you not want to do this?

- No... I do.

- Okay.

Hey.

Is this your first time?

What?

It's okay.

It's everyone's first time

at some point, right?

No. Uh...

It's not that.

Uh...

It's just...

A kid shot me this morning.

What?

I don't understand.

He shot me with an arrow.

It was right when I thought

I was getting through to them.

To who?

The North Sentinelese.

I was there. This morning.

No sense in lying.

It feels so good to tell you.

Can I please have

some privacy for once?

John,

what are you talking about?

Why were you on that island?

To share the Lord's word.

You're a missionary?

These people don't know

about Jesus Christ.

And you came here

to convert them.

To save them.

I sensed there was

something different about you.

But never would have

guessed this one.

-I'm trying to help them.

-Help them?

Have you ever heard the term

"human safari"?

Yes, yes, of course I have.

I love the North Sentinelese.

I wouldn't hurt them.

Do you know what

Western imperialism has done

to this part of the world?

Almost every tribe

has gone extinct

after contact with the West.

I've taken the precautions.

I'm inoculated.

They were stolen.

Experimented on.

And whoever did survive,

whoever wasn't wiped out

by disease--

Look at me! Am I some scary guy?

What you're doing is disgusting.

You're partying on their beach.

Fair enough. Yeah. Yes.

But how can you

not see the problem

with what you're doing?

I mean, you say you love

the North Sentinelese.

You don't know

the first thing about them.

Hey, I've done the research.

I know the history.

They're living in darkness.

They are lost.

You need to go.

What are you trying to prove?

Just another day

in paradise here.

What you are doing

is disgusting.

What you're doing is disgusting.

What you're doing is disgusting!

What is it?

Inspector Ganali,

this is Steve Simon,

US Consulate.

Who?

Oh... you.

Anything on John Chau?

What do you think

I've been doing all this time?

Let's play a game here.

Let's say he's dead.

Yeah, that's

what people seem to think.

Any chance you guys

can get his body back?

Or... is that a whole thing?

Do you know what is

even better than his body?

His journal.

Let me try

and read it out to you.

"God,

I thank you for choosing me

even before I was even formed

in my mother's womb

as your messenger

of the Good News to the people

of North Sentinel Island."

How noble of him.

Or this...

"God, I do not wish to die.

Who will take my place if I do?"

This is not about God!

He does not know the tribe!

He doesn't know anything!

He's just lost.

Still there?

Yeah.

I'm still here.

Thank you, Steve Simon.

Come in, Coast Guard Center.

Andaman Coast Guard, go ahead.

This is Inspector Ganali,

Port Blair Police.

I'm requesting for

a search and rescue helicopter

to take me to

North Sentinel at first light.

Mel? Mel!

Melanie! Hey.

I'm sorry. Um...

Be right back.

-Hey.

-Hi.

Headed out?

Uh, Thailand, yeah.

-About last night, I'm sorry.

-It's fine.

It's okay.

I've never met anybody

like you before.

Okay.

So yesterday, when I got shot...

...the Bible was in my vest.

It saved my life.

That's good. That's good.

So, like,

it literally stopped the arrow.

So, last night I opened it up.

You know, I wanted

to see where the arrow stopped.

Which verse.

It was Isaiah 65.

"I revealed myself to those

who did not ask for me.

I was found by those

who did not seek me."

Okay.

I was thinking, like,

how incredible is that?

The arrow would stop

the missionary's creed.

It's gotta be a sign, right?

And then I realized something,

okay?

I realized

it wasn't the North Sentinelese

I revealed myself to.

That was a total fail.

It was you.

I revealed myself to you.

You were right.

I don't need to go back

to that island.

Someone else can try.

I wanna come with you.

John, I told the police.

What?

After you left, I was worried.

Uh, what did you say to them?

Oi, Mel. We're leaving.

Yeah. Okay, yeah.

You're gonna get me arrested.

I didn't know

what else to do, John.

I'm-I'm totally screwed.

I have to go.

Wait. W-When's your flight?

Now. Soon.

We're headed to the airport.

I'll meet you there.

Melanie!

Yo, John!

Chandler?

You all right?

W-What are you doing here?

I came to see you. Remember?

Hey, don't tell me

you're leaving already.

Dude, I need

to hear about everything.

Forget about her. There's plenty

of chicks out there

who dig Christian guys.

-Yep.

-Look how far you got.

You actually made it

to the island.

You preached in the waves, man.

You can go home without shame.

Home to what?

What am I supposed to do now?

Anything you want.

Like I said, this kind of thing

isn't for most people, okay?

When Jesus asked those fishermen

in the Sea of Galilee

to follow him,

how many guys do you think

he had to go to before

he found 12 that said yes?

Is that supposed

to make me feel better?

Yes! Yes, of course

it's supposed

to make you feel better.

You're a human being.

And the demands that Christ

makes on us,

they're unreasonable.

At least you tried.

You know?

Take it.

-Your backpack?

-I don't need it anymore.

There's a plane

leaving for Bangkok

in 45 minutes. Get on it.

What do you mean?

I just got here.

The police know about me.

Soon they'll know about you.

But I need some money.

Three hundred should be enough

to find a boat.

Dude, you're--

Are you for real?

You seriously thinking

of going back?

There's a flight just right now.

Here, you better hurry.

Thank you.

...as I have everybody's

undivided attention,

once a week.

Where's our son, Lynda?

...everything I say.

Where's our son?

Where's John?

...it's coming out

of her mouth and mine.

Hey, guys.

This is it.

About to be dropped off for good

on North Sentinel.

I hope this isn't the last

you hear from me.

But if it is...

just remember...

...first one to heaven wins.

Patrick.

Are you all right?

What did we do wrong?

What do you mean?

We should have stopped him.

We let him get farther

and farther away.

God only knows where he is now.

Patrick.

You know where he is.

We've known for years

what John was going to do.

And now that he's there,

he needs our prayers.

Because if anyone

can pull this off,

it's our son.

-What?

-Some people are coming over.

We're holding

a prayer group for John.

Okay?

You're not a police officer

anymore.

I could have you jailed

for this.

Hey, I'm talking to you.

Are you going to ignore me

like you ignore your husband?

I don't have a husband.

I'm not married.

It was a stupid story

I made up for you people!

The one I love

refuses to marry me

because her religion,

our religion, won't permit her

to become my wife.

Now do you understand

you stupid son of a b*tch?

There's no word in Hindi

for who I am.

John Chau had no place

in this world either.

So he came here.

That's what people do

when they're lost.

They end up here.

If the police say a man is dead,

that man will be dead.

If the poilce say

a man is merely missing,

his relatives and friends

may live in hope.

It's up to you.

Hello.

I'm John.

Um... S--

Oh, Dad.

John.

One, two, three.