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I had the perfect life until
I was in a coma for six years.
And then I woke up
and found my fianc�e
married to another man.
My son doesn't know
who I am.
Everything has changed
including me.
One touch and I can
see things
things that happened,
things that will happen.
You should see what I see.
Johnny: The damn fish
aren't hungry but I am.
I'm bored.
Come on, JJ,
fishing takes time.
Maybe we're using
the wrong kind of worms.
Yeah? What kind of worms
would you recommend?
I don't know,
the kind that fish eat?
Hold on, let me
help you with that, JJ.
(reel spinning)
- Here we go, try this one.
- And be patient.
All right, JJ?
Walt:
Yeah, take your time, huh?
(whistling tunelessly)
(fishing reel cranking)
- Whoa!
- Dad, I've got one!
- All right, hang on, JJ, reel him in.
- Reel it in, come on!
- Reel it in.
- Get the net.
Walt:
Hang on, buddy.
- Get the net.
- I caught a fish!
Nice.
He is a whopper too, huh?
Walt:
Wow, yeah!
Maybe you just needed
the right worm, huh?
- Yeah.
- Huh.
- Ahoy, the mighty fishermen!
- Mom, I caught a fish.
Good job, JJ!
- How's it going?
- It's going.
Hang in there.
Ow!
- I stepped on something.
- Oh, honey,
did you cut your foot?
There's something down there.
Walt: It's aluminum.
I think it's from a boat.
(alarm ringing)
Mayday, mayday,
First Direct 233.
We'd like radar vectors,
we've lost both engines.
Johnny, what is it?
(theme music playing)
* Oooh *
* Fall in love, fall in love,
fall in love *
* Fall in love *
* Feel no shame
for what you are *
* Feel no shame for what
you are *
* Feel no shame
for what you are *
* Fall in love,
fall in love *
* Fall in love.
*
I found it.
Wasn't there a plane crash up here
a few years ago two, three years ago?
Yeah, it was
First Direct flight 233.
It was September, 1999.
It was a courier jet, went down
in the mountains in a storm.
It was a Dassault 20C,
two crewmembers.
We had a massive search but
turned up nothing
but a couple of parts, no plane.
I actually spent a bit of time
looking for it myself.
And they never found it?
How is that possible?
It's rugged terrain here.
You get 200 yards off the trail,
you'd never see it.
Who's the ranger up here?
We'd like to report this.
You're sure
it's not from a boat, huh?
It's not from a boat,
it's from a plane crash.
Johnny saw it.
- What do you mean he saw it?
- He sees stuff.
He can even tell
when the fish are biting.
- He's psychic.
- Oh yeah?
Woman:
What's going on?
Honey, these folks here
seem to think
they found a piece
of the missing flight 233.
Remember that?
Mr.
Smith here, he's a psychic.
He seems to think it went down
on the east side of the mountain.
That would explain
why you couldn't find it,
after three years
searching the west side.
Wait a minute,
Johnny Smith?
Didn't you save a bunch of kids
from a fire in Cleaves Mills?
You caught some sort
of serial killer too?
(Sarah clearing throat)
Ahem.
Sorry.
You really think you know
where that plane went down?
- It was headed towards this peak.
- Mount Manasquan?
That is east of here.
If you'd just get the ranger for us,
that'd be great.
That's Randy Turman.
I'll get him on the radio.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, look out!
Look out.
You found my escape artist.
Want to touch?
- Can I?
- Is it poisonous?
There are no poisonous snakes
in Maine, are there?
It's like Ireland.
This is a milk snake.
It only looks like
a North American coral snake.
- JJ: It's not slimy.
- Nope.
What's your name?
JJ.
Well, JJ, it's the color of the bands
that lets you know.
Red and black,
friend of Jack.
- Red and yellow
- Kill a fellow.
You must be John Smith.
Pauline said you might have some
information on the flight 233 crash.
He says he saw it crash
on Mount Manasquan.
Walt: If he says he saw it,
it happened.
I'm Walt Bannerman,
Penobscot County Sheriff.
He's worked with us
on a number of cases.
I have never known him
to be wrong.
Really? You think
if we went up there,
we might be able
to find the crash site?
I'm not the hiker I used to be,
but I might be able to help you
narrow down the search.
It's a lot of ground to cover,
so why don't I come along?
Sorry, JJ, that's gonna kind of
kill our camping trip.
But why don't you stay with Mom
until we come back?
No way,
we're going with you, Dad.
It's okay with me.
It will most likely be an overnighter.
- Looking for an adventure, kid?
- You bet!
JJ, I don't know who knows
what we're gonna find up there?
Aw, Mom! I'm not scared,
I just touched a snake.
(adults chuckle)
Don't worry, ma'am,
I'll keep him out of harm's way.
There's a cabin
on that east trail.
We could camp there tonight.
- Okay.
- Yes!
How's your leg holding up?
So far, the hike is easier
than one of Bruce's workouts.
- (chuckles)
- At least somebody is bonding with JJ.
Don't listen to him.
Now's your chance.
JJ is studying ecology
in school right now,
and I seem to remember
that's one of your favorite subjects.
It's one thing for JJ and I
to get to know each other better
on a family camping trip,
but this is about one of my visions.
I just wish it was
a little bit more "normal.
"
Johnny, if you're waiting
for the perfect moment,
it is not gonna happen.
So go on.
- Go.
- All right.
I hope he's right.
What if it just isn't meant to be?
Hey, Johnny!
Ranger Randy showed me
an owl's nest.
Wow, look at that.
- Spotted owl, huh?
- Turman: Yeah.
Logging in the '70s
almost wiped them out.
- Aren't they endangered?
- That's right, JJ!
Everything in this forest is
interconnected.
If the owls weren't here
to feed on the small animals,
this whole habitat could be damaged.
Whatcha looking for?
You see, owls are predators,
they eat small mammals like mice.
They swallow them whole
because they don't have teeth.
They can't digest the bones so they
spit them out into something like this.
It's called a pellet.
Cool.
It looks like
a mushed up skeleton.
- Can I touch it?
- Sure.
Cool, huh?
Here, go show your mom.
She's gonna love that, okay?
(both chuckle)
- You know your park, huh?
- Well, I am the ranger.
You do pretty well yourself.
I used to teach
high school biology at Cleaves Mills.
Ah, nice town.
- A little crowded.
- Crowded?
Cleaves Mills?
Hell, even Spirit Lake's
getting a little crowded for me.
Park Service cabin is just a few bends
ahead.
We can camp there tonight.
Cool.
(Sarah screaming)
What is it?
(chuckles)
It's nice, get it away!
Get it away, eeew!
She liked that.
Turman: At first, they thought
it was a black bear
or maybe a brush wolf.
So
Ned the first logger
goes to investigate
Wham!
He disappears.
The other logger,
whose name is Gerald,
takes his rifle
and he goes to investigate,
because he knows better
than to go into the forest alone
at night!
They tracked him into the woods
until his footprints disappeared
as if he'd been
yanked up into the air.
Ned and Gerald
were never seen again.
Of course, this all happened
a long time ago, right?
True, true.
And then, the old man
of Mount Manasquan
- retired to Florida in 1992.
- (laughter)
Okay, park rule: Scary stories
must be followed by marshmallows.
Cool.
Johnny?
What is it?
- Sarah: Johnny?
- Nothing, I just
I just thought
I saw something.
It must be the old man
of Mount Manasquan!
Walt!
(chuckles) What?
I guess it was nothing.
(branch cracks)
Evening, folks!
- I hope we didn't spook you.
- Isn't this is a surprise?
It's a big mountain.
I thought you could use some help.
Marc here spent three summers
looking for the plane on that mountain.
I guess we can't blame him
for wanting to help out.
I hope it's okay?
- It's all right with me.
- An extra pair of eyes could be useful.
Oh, Mr.
Smith, look at this.
I brought something
to show you here.
Check that out.
- Damn it, we've got a rudder jammed!
- Watch out for those trees.
Come on!
Turman:
Are you seeing something?
Their rudder was damaged.
They crashed into the trees.
Up on the east slope,
that's some pretty dense forest.
- No wonder we couldn't find it.
- I think it's somebody's bedtime, hm?
Walt: Yeah, why don't we all
get some rest, huh?
Come on!
Why don't you three
bunk in the cabin
and the rest of us
will sleep under the stars?
All right.
- Walt: Watch your marshmallow.
- Night!
- Night!
- Good night.
I wish I could fall off
to sleep like that.
Mmm.
Well, if the mountain air
doesn't work,
I might have something.
- Oh yeah?
- Uh-huh.
You've been wonderful
about this whole weekend.
- I have?
- Mm-hmm.
Letting Johnny be part of this.
(sighs)
I know it isn't easy.
You know what?
It's all good.
Let's get some sleep, okay?
Sorry I ate all the marshmallows,
I had no time for dinner.
Hey, no problem.
Marc! I need help with this.
All right, here I come.
(door opens)
Walt.
Walt.
Walt!
Now what?
Something's up with that guy
from the boat shop.
- He's got a gun!
- Are you sure?
Yeah.
All right, all right,
let's go get Turman.
First, they show up uninvited;
now he's got a gun?
There's something
on that plane he wants.
How the hell?
I see.
Well, it looks like you're right,
Mr.
Smith
unfortunately.
Why are you doing this?
There's something on that plane
you guys want.
- I told you not to let him touch you.
- He didn't touch me!
You two should have stayed
back at the lake like we agreed.
No, you wouldn't even be up here
if it wasn't for me.
This changes everything.
What's this $2 million cargo?
See, this is where
it gets interesting.
We're not really sure.
All we know is that a single package
was insured for over $2 million.
Walt: How do you know
it even survived the crash?
For all you know, there's nothing
left but a smoking hole in the ground.
The emergency beacon
survived the crash.
It just went dead
before they located the wreckage.
The insurance company
must have been pretty sure it survived.
They spent months looking for the cargo
before they paid off the claim.
We stopped trying to find it ourselves
until you came along, Mr.
Smith.
So what now?
Collect your loot?
Eliminate your witnesses? You don't
seem like a killer to me, Turman.
For $2 million bucks I am!
- Mom?
- Shh.
It's okay, sweetie,
go back to sleep.
Don't!
Let's go.
Now you wanna put this
someplace safe?
All right, Mom knows too.
That makes everything a little simpler.
Sarah, where's JJ?
Is he okay?
He's asleep in the cabin.
Turman: Okay, this hero stuff,
it's only gonna get somebody hurt.
You don't want that.
We don't want that.
Here's what's gonna happen.
JJ is a great kid,
he doesn't need to know anything.
As far as he is concerned
we're just on a little treasure hunt.
The rest of you,
behave yourselves
and nobody gets hurt.
Understood?
That goes double for you,
Mr.
Smith.
You help us find that plane,
you all get to go home for dinner.
I'll cooperate with you.
All right then.
I suggest
we all get a good night's sleep,
we've got a big day tomorrow.
Marc, you crashed the party,
so you're first watch.
Beautiful day for a hike, huh?
I can think of better ways
to spend my time.
Look, this isn't
what I had in mind, Mr.
Smith.
I'm not some bad guy
looking to kidnap a family.
It's not you I'm worried about.
I'll handle Marc.
You just get us to that plane.
JJ, come back here, please.
Aw, Mom, I want to go
with the ranger.
It's okay, I love the little guy.
Okay, but we're right behind you.
You you've ever been
on a treasure hunt, JJ?
- No, sir.
- No? This is kind of like that,
except your friend Johnny here
is our treasure map.
Cool!
JJ:
Look at this cool rock I found!
Hey, that's a beauty!
Turman:
Oh wow!
It's called basalt.
- Can I see that, JJ?
- Sure!
(country music playing)
That's a nice chunk
of volcanic glass you've got there.
These mountains around here
are all volcanic.
- Can I keep it?
- Sure.
So, Pauline, how long have
you and Marc been together?
What do you care?
Just making conversation, guy.
I don't know, about five years.
Six, actually.
It must get really lonely
up here in the winter, huh?
It's not so bad.
We've got each other, right, baby?
That's right.
I guess the ranger station is open
all year round too, huh?
Hey, Mr.
Smith, why don't you
come up here with me and JJ?
Turman:
Trail's washed out up ahead.
It looks like we've gotta cross
at the old railroad bridge,
about a quarter mile upstream.
Didn't a bunch of kids get killed
up at that bridge, last summer?
It's the only way across, otherwise
it's a two-day walk up to the narrows.
Let me just scout ahead a bit,
see if there's another crossing.
- Keep an eye on the sheriff.
- Yeah, don't worry.
The rest of you stay here till I
get back.
Get some food and some rest.
- I wanna be a ranger when I grow up.
- I thought you wanted to be a cop.
JJ: I want to be a cop
and a ranger and a scientist.
I'm sure you'll be
all of those things and more.
Pauline: I told you to pack
some PowerBars.
- I did.
- They're not here.
I'll take a look.
- (moans)
- (grunting)
Sarah!
Walt, no!
- Daddy!
- What the hell is the matter with you?
Sarah, I saw it,
you were gonna get
- it wasn't gonna work.
- Listen to your friend, Sheriff.
Turman: He's never wrong.
You said so yourself.
All you people had to do was play along,
but the sheriff had to be the big hero.
What do you expect?
You can't kidnap a man's family
and expect him to do nothing.
You can't expect me
to do nothing either.
Calm down.
Take him back from
where we came a few hundred yards,
and tie him up
where no hiker can see him.
- I think we ought to
- Just do what I tell you for once!
- And then what?
- You shut up and do what you're told.
Like I've been saying
this whole time,
Mr.
Smith helps us find the plane,
everybody gets to go home.
By the time you guys
pick up the sheriff
and trek back down to the lake,
we're gonna be long gone
across the border.
Get going!
Catch up with us at the bridge.
Hey, Sheriff, uh-huh.
Leave the pack!
- Now what?
- Turn around so I can tie you up.
You touch my wife and kid,
I'll kill you.
Uh, you're not gonna have
to worry about that anymore.
(splashes)
You should have jumped
while you had the chance.
When he tells you
not to worry, jump!
You two, shut up!
Go!
I want to go with you.
Don't worry, JJ.
I'll be back
in a couple of hours, all right?
Mom will take care of you.
Do as your daddy says, boy.
Let's go, people.
Move!
(wood creaks)
You're not really thinking
about going across that, are you?
Don't worry, I've got a plan.
All right, Mr.
Smith,
you're the psychic.
You go first.
(wood creaks)
(creaking continues)
All right, this one's no good.
Step here.
Not that I don't trust you,
Mr.
Smith, but
take my hand, JJ.
It's okay, JJ, I'm not gonna let
anything happen to you.
It's okay, baby.
Marc:
Right down over there.
- Now what?
- Turn around so I can tie you up.
You touch my wife and kid,
I'll kill you.
You're not gonna have
to worry about that anymore.
Damn, Johnny.
(gunshot)
(panting)
Walt!
It's okay, Sarah.
Stay focused, okay?
Step right here.
Pauline, do you see
Marc anywhere?
Not yet.
Step here, okay?
This one's no good.
Okay, come on, Sarah!
No, the next one!
Just step here, all right, Sarah?
Can I tell you something?
Marc knows
you're nailing his wife.
He's going to wait until you find your
cargo and then he's gonna kill you too.
Nice try, Mr.
Smith,
but the mindgames aren't gonna work.
The thing I know about Marc
is he's got no impulse control.
The fact that I am still breathing
means he doesn't know.
And you sure as hell
aren't gonna tell him.
Understood?
Good.
What happened?
I had to fire off a warning shot.
He tried to make a break for it.
All right, hurry up then.
I'll guide you across.
(wood creaking)
What happened to Walt?
I don't know yet.
Turman:
Okay, good.
Skip that one.
This one looks bad right here.
Then step over it.
We all made it, trust me.
Careful.
- Now what?
- Just a few more.
Take the next step.
(groaning)
Come here.
Help me! Turman!
(grunting)
Listen, take my hand.
Take my hand!
You're not gonna have to worry
about that anymore.
Damn, Johnny!
(gunshot)
Turman:
Sorry about that.
- I must have miscounted.
- Yeah, sure you did.
- You okay, baby?
- Yeah.
I know you touched Marc.
What really happened to the sheriff?
You know what happened,
you ***.
Just don't tell
his wife and kid, all right?
Okay, Mr.
Smith,
upstream or downstream?
I don't know.
All my visions so far
have been from up above the trees.
It all looks so different from down here
and without anything to touch
- it's hard for me to tell.
- You still got that piece of metal?
Give it here.
No! Hand it to Mr.
Smith.
Maybe he can get a hit off it.
- It doesn't work like that.
- Try.
You've got nothing to lose.
(beeping)
Come on!
- (branches snapping)
- (men scream)
I'm seeing the crash.
It's all too disjointed.
It's hard for me to get any sense
of which direction to go in.
That's not good enough.
Try harder.
- It's that way!
- Downstream?
- You sure?
- Yeah, I'm sure.
- I'm tired.
- Me too, sweetie.
Just hang in there.
You're being super brave, JJ.
I want my dad.
What's gonna happen to us?
Just stay close to your mom, all right?
Everything's gonna be all right.
We'll stop here a minute.
Give the kid a rest.
Marc: I'm gonna bust up ahead here
and scout around a little.
Turman: Suit yourself.
Give a shout if you see anything.
All right.
That's okay, kid.
I guess I'd be mad too.
Don't worry though,
you'll be with your dad soon enough.
Come on, JJ.
You know, Mr.
Smith
I'm really starting to respect
this talent of yours.
It's a shame we didn't get a chance
to meet under different circumstances.
What was your plan, anyway?
I was hoping I could come up here
with just you folks,
find the package and stash it someplace
I could come back for it later,
and nobody would be the wiser.
I never intended
for anybody to get hurt.
How much farther?
Well, it can't be too much farther.
We're almost above the treeline.
You did say the plane went down
in the trees, didn't you?
That's what I saw.
What else do you see, Mr.
Smith?
If you're so psychic,
tell me my future.
- Pauline!
- No, I really want to know.
Come on, Mr.
Psychic.
Am I wrapped
in a mink in Switzerland?
Or am I in Rio on the beach
with a bikini?
- Pauline!
- I'm just having a little fun.
Go ahead!
Touch me.
(scoffs) You don't want
to touch me?
All right then, I'll touch you.
(screams)
Mayday, mayday!
I need a Medevac chopper
immediately.
I've got six gunshots victims
and I'm wounded.
- So what did you see?
- Oh, you were lying in the sun.
The beach!
I knew it.
You guys, I found the crash!
It's just up ahead, over here.
- Stay here with Mom and the kid.
- No way, I'm coming with you.
Stay here!
Okay.
Mr.
Smith?
Why don't you come with me?
(softly)
Walt is okay.
Come on!
It's right over here!
No wonder they couldn't find it
from the air, huh?
Marc: It's a mess in here.
You can't find anything.
You guys gonna come
and help me or what?
Check the cockpit.
Everything might have
been thrown forward in the crash.
Come on!
Go give him a hand, Mr.
Smith.
It's a steel container
about yea big.
Marc:
That's pretty nasty, huh?
Poor ***.
Guess we all gotta go
sometime.
Yeah, some sooner
than others.
It's all paper and boxes
where is the damn thing?
Come on in here and help me.
Get in here and help me.
All right.
How's it going in there, fellas?
Marc: Not so good.
Damn mess in here.
We're still looking.
Ayah!
(pants)
That would be the other pilot.
- Is this what you're looking for?
- What?
Yeah, that looks like it.
Yeah!
You're never gonna live
to spend it.
Turman is gonna kill you, Marc.
What are you talking about?
We're partners.
Your partner
is screwing your wife.
How would you know that?
The same way I know
you didn't tie up the sheriff.
***!
So you found it.
Aren't you gonna open it?
Forget about the case.
What about you and Pauline?
Huh?
He says you've been screwing
(grunts)
(both grunting)
Run, JJ!
Are you ever wrong?
I've always wanted to touch
two million bucks of anything.
I guess this isn't the end
you had in mind?
It's not over yet.
Drop the gun!
- Now it's over.
- Almost!
(gunshot)
(moaning)
Where's JJ?
JJ!
Dad!
(pants)
Copy that.
See you when you got here.
They'll have a chopper up here
in 20 minutes.
Is everybody all right?
So that's what this
was all about?
What is it?
Computer chips.
$2 million worth
of four-year-old
computer chips.
They're worthless.
(theme music playing)
- No no!
- Yes yes!
You're grounded!