30 Days of Night

Strange.

Who'd do something like this?

Maybe someone got a little upset about their roaming charges.

Stealing satellite phones makes sense. You can hock them.

You can run up charges on somebody else's account.

But burning them?

Youngsters?

Pulling some prank?

No.

They'd have left a note.

"Fuck you" to their parents...

or the world or whatever.

Not a bad idea, though.

I brought Peggy here on our first date.

Yeah, we all did.

Not Peggy, of course.

Yeah, I got you.

Last sunset in a month...

always works.

Come on. Let's go do the sign.

You okay, Eben?

Yeah.

Why do you even bother with that? Nobody's gonna see it for a month.

It's tradition.

Put this off till the last minute, didn't you?

There's a lot of small towns in this state.

My boss wants all his gear inspected and certified by the 31st.

And I noticed you saved Barrow for the last.

You sure you don't wanna stay?

Me and Jeannie were hoping you and Eben...

might rethink this separation thing.

Thanks.

I...

gotta make the plane.

Okay, sweetie. I know you can't handle a month with no sun.

I promise I won't live on Oreos and Snapple, all right?

Have fun in Seattle.

Yeah. So long, Kirsten. I'll call you when I get there.

Goodbye.

Got a problem?

Nothing I can't handle my own fucking self.

This for generators?

Yeah. Yeah, mostly.

Beau, I have to cite you for it. I can't have it leaking on the street.

What?

For that? You don't...

You don't have to cite me.

You don't have to do anything.

Isn't that why we live out here?

You know, for a little freedom?

Happy motoring.

Yeah, I'll add it to my collection.

You know, Beau's not so bad. Why'd you bother writing him up?

He lives all alone out there on the south ridge.

A little citation now and then lets him know he's a part of this town.

Eben? Come in, Eben.

Yeah, Helen.

Something bad's happened to John Riis' dogs.

Well, folks, you're listening to KBRW, Barrow, Alaska.

Today's the last day...

I'm leaving too, getting on that last plane out of here.

Hey, Stella, are you okay?

Damn it, Malekai.

Don't you know what "right of way" means?

I'm sorry, Stella.

The brakes jammed and...

Eben wanted this back from the airport before the storm hit, and I was...

Oh, shit. Who's gonna run me to the airport?

Well, wouldn't Eben?

My mom could come down and give you a tow...

but, you know, she don't move too fast.

Fuck! Where's my phone?

It's me.

Surprise.

I... I need a ride to the airport.

What?

You're in town, and you didn't wanna talk?

I had fire-marshal work here, and I just had a little accident.

I'm stuck on Ransom and 355. The airport'll close...

and I'll never get to Anchorage.

I mean, if you wanna talk, we can do it on the drive.

Hey, Billy.

Stella's stuck at Ransom and 355.

She needs a ride to the airport. Can you go get her?

Yeah.

John Riis needs me for something...

so Billy's gonna come get you.

Let me know if a day comes when you do wanna talk.

What sick jerk would do this?

Every kennel. Every dog we had.

Did you fight with anyone recently, John?

I'll kill them. I'll kill them.

This wasn't done long ago.

I'll find them. Okay?

You'll be okay, Malekai.

- Where have you been? - I couldn't find the damn car keys.

Then I was like, "Wait, was that Rogers and 355 or Ransom?"

- And then... - Yeah, never mind. Let's go.

It would be a lot easier if you just played, Grandma.

Oh, I don't really care for those sort of games, if you wanna know the truth.

Try your brother.

- What? - Eben, do you wanna play?

I can't right now, Jake. Sorry.

While you were busy with John Riis, Carter and Wilson called...

about a vandalism problem at the Utilidor.

Thanks.

Call Point Hope and Wainwright. See if they're having any troubles.

No.

I am not trapped here for a month.

- There's someone you can bunk with. - Don't start, Billy.

Peggy and me can put two girls in one room. You'd have a place of your own.

I can't stay here. I've got bills to put in the mail. My plants'll die.

It'll all work out.

Of course, the price of staying at my place...

is explaining to me and Peggy just what is wrong with you and Eben.

Not enough time this century to cover that, Billy.

Eben, how you doing?

- Good to see you. - Hey, Carter.

Lord, it's gotta be 10 below out here.

- Eben. - Wilson.

Can't your wife bring you up a sweater or two?

Bring the whole tribe up while she's at it?

They'll come when they're ready, I guess.

So...

I've found all kinds of garbage in here over the years.

Blue jeans, bikes...

Sometimes I can yank them out before the muffin monster chews them to shit.

The muffin monster?

I saw Wilson's helicopter logo.

Pulled that stuff out before it got totally trashed.

You keep your copter under lock and key, don't you?

Yeah, I put it in dry dock when the tourists headed south.

I haven't looked at it for days. They ripped out the throttle...

the rotors, half the fucking helicopter!

It's my life, Eben.

Why would someone rip the hell out of my bird?

Hey! Stop!

Stop! Stop!

Who are you people?

No whiskey?

No rum?

Alcohol's illegal this month.

Folks have a hard enough time in the dark without booze making it worse.

Well, forget about the liquor...

Lucy.

Just bring me a bowl of...

raw hamburger.

You can only get meat two ways around here, frozen or burnt.

You don't bring me what I wanna eat, what I wanna drink.

That's enough, pal.

Leave the lady be.

Hey, what do you say the two of us go outside and have a little talk, huh?

Well, now, what's wrong with a man wanting a little fresh meat?

Come on. You and me, let's go.

I'm taking you outside.

I would like to see that.

I would too.

But then Lucy'd have to clean up after Eben kicked your ass.

It's more trouble than you're worth.

Hey, be nice!

Enough.

Stay down.

Fire marshal's office lets you carry one of those things?

It's a funny thing, I never asked.

So you missed your flight?

That sucks. Where you gonna stay?

Billy and Peggy are putting me up.

Well, I'll talk to you sometime, I guess.

Hey, listen.

Look, maybe I'll come along and say hi to Jake and Helen.

Bye, Luce.

We haven't seen vandalism like this in a long time.

Don't you know how to take care of this town without me?

Malekai totaled my car.

Hell of a day.

Just you wait.

Hey, Jake.

- Where are we going? - I'm heading back to your house.

My landlady...

doesn't want pipeline workers keeping her up all night.

Denise is right.

- Let's head back to my place. - Neither of you are getting me alone.

Neither!

We share, right? None of us have to be greedy.

- Yeah, come on. We'll be good. - Oh, you will?

- Where's the fun in that, Gabe? - You bad little bitch.

All right, all right, Rock, Paper, Scissors.

- Whoever wins, we go to his place. - Good idea. Let's do it.

- Come on. - Hurry up, let's get moving.

On three.

One, two...

Gabe?

Gabe?

Gabe!

Let me tell you what I got.

You don't work at the refinery.

You didn't fly in. Somebody'd have seen you.

And you're definitely not from around here.

How'd you get in?

All right.