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Nate: All right, where are you, Sully? Where are you?

Oh, come on, Nate. Okay, there's . . . there's Orion. There's the Big Dipper.

Ah, shit. Should've been in the Navy.

I don't know who I'm talking to. I'm exhausted.

Sully . . . Thank God.

What the hell is that?

Just keep going. Just keep going.

Female voice: What are the roots that clutch? What branches grow out of this stony rubbish?

Nate: Wait a minute.

Female voice: Son of man, you cannot say or guess . . .

Nate: Wait, is that the . . .

Female voice: . . . for you know only a heap of broken images . . .

Nate: That's the well.

Female voice: . . . where the sun beats and the dead tree gives no shelter, the cricket, no relief, and the dry stone, no sound of water.

Nate: God damn it! I've been going in circles. Shit!

Ah, damn it, Nate, stupid, stupid, stupid.

Female voice: Only there is shadow under this red rock.

Come in under the shadow of this red rock.

And I will show you something different . . .

Nate: So hot.

Female voice: . . . from either your shadow at morning striding behind you or your shadow at evening rising to meet you.

I will show you fear in a handful of dust.

Nate: Just want to keep . . .

Oh, God . . . I just want to lay down, can't lay down, just can't lay down.

Sully: Nate.

Nate: Sul-

Sully: Nate.

Nate: Sully.

Sully: Wake up.

Nate: Help me.

Sully: Come on, give me your hand.

Nate: I've been looking for you. I couldn't find you. I don't know how long I've been out here.

I think . . . Sully?

Sully?

Okay, I can do this. I can do this.

Sully? I'm coming, Sully. Almost there. Oh, thank God, it's a village.

Please don't let that have been a mirage.

No.

Oh, shit, it's a ghost town.