The Grey


 * [first lines; we see Ottway walking towards a tavern]
 * Ottway: [voice over] A job at the end of the world. A salary killer for a big petroleum company. I don’t know why I did half the things I’ve done, but I know this is where I belong. Surrounded by ex-cons, fugitives, drifters, assholes. Men unfit for mankind.
 * [Ottway daydreams of his wife; both lying on a bed with white sheets facing each other, smiling, we then see him alone, writing a letter]
 * Ottway: [voice over] There’s not a second goes by when I’m not thinking of you in some way. I want to see your face, feel your hands in mine, feel you against me. But I know that will never be, you left me and I can’t get you back. I move like I imagine the damned do, cursed. And I feel like it’s only a matter of time. I don’t know why I’m writing this, I don’t know what can come of it. I know I can’t get you back. don’t know why this has happened to us. I feel like it’s me, bad luck, poison. And I’ve stopped doing this world any real good.
 * [one night after his shift, Ottway walks outside, pulls out his rifle and sticks the barrel in his mouth]
 * Ottway: [voice over] Once more into the fray. Into the last good fight I’ll ever know.
 * [as he’s about to pull the trigger, he hears the echo of wolves howling in the distance and takes the barrel out of his mouth]
 * Ottway: [voice over] Live and die on this day. Live and die on this day.
 * [Ottway and other crewman from the drilling company board a commuter jet, Ottway takes his seat and takes out his letter to read but a man interrupts him as he sits next to him]
 * Flannery: It is as cold as this motherfucker has ever been, huh? I ain’t shitting either, man. I stripped down for the shower and icicles are formed on my nuts. I didn’t even think that shit was possible.
 * [Ottway makes no response and just looks annoyed]
 * Flannery: You gotta girl back in Anchorage?
 * Ottway: No.
 * Flannery: Oh, well. I got me a few. I’m Flannery, by the way. Todd. You’re Aman, right?
 * Ottway: Ottway.
 * Flannery: Oh, oops! Sorry, bro. Ottway, yeah. So, you blast British for a living, huh? You do some of that snipe issue. What’s the biggest piece of game you’ve taken down? You know I saw that documentary that asshole did. You know, the fag who loves ba…
 * Ottway: Listen. Listen, pal. I don’t wanna talk, I need some quite. So I’m just gonna put head back, okay?
 * Flannery: Yeah, that’s cool. That’s cool.
 * [Flannery looking offended, stands up and finds a seat elsewhere]
 * [after bad turbulence, their plane crashes and Ottway finds himself desolate in snow covered hill, after surveying his surrounding he finds the plane wreckage and hears Flannery calling for help]
 * Flannery: Somebody help me! Help me! Help me, somebody! Help! Somebody, help me!
 * Ottway: I got you! I got you! I got you!
 * [Ottway finds Flannery pinned under his seat and tries to help him up]
 * Ottway: I got you!
 * Flannery: Oh, we fucking went down! Oh, my God! Oh, my God!
 * [Flannery notices the body of the man who had sat next to him has been cut in half]
 * Flannery: That guy’s cut in half!
 * [Ottway does his best to quickly get Flannery freed from his seat]
 * Ottway: Don’t look! Don’t look at it! Don’t look! Look at me! Look at me!
 * Flannery: My hand’s fucked, my neck’s fucked! Aahh! Fuck!
 * [after helping Flannery Ottway finds Hernandez next who’s totally disorientated]
 * Hernandez: What happened?
 * Ottway: The plane went down, man. The plane crashed.
 * Hernandez: Oh, no! No! No! That’s bullshit! That’s fucking bullshit! I’m just asleep!
 * Ottway: We crashed.
 * Hernandez: I’m just sleeping! There’s no way that could have happened! What about the pilots?
 * Ottway: What are you talking about? The plane’s gone, man! It’s in pieces. Look. Look.
 * [Hernandez looks around him at the plane wreckage]
 * Hernandez: Oh, my God! Oh, my God! This is so fucked up! I can’t fucking believe it. Are their lots of people dead?
 * Ottway: Yes. But I need you to help me find the one’s that aren’t.
 * [Ottway helps Hernandez stand up]
 * Ottway: Can you walk?
 * Hernandez: Yeah.