127 Hours

Hey. Aron here. Leave a message.

Hey, Aron. Sonja here, again.

I know that you1re probably gonna be away this weekend.

But listen, just think about what weyre gonna play. Please.

1Cause we have to decide, and we really need to practice, okay?

Anyway, it will be fun. I promise.

And please call Mom. Please.

'Cause she worries, which you know already.

Okay. Later, A. Bye.

Hey! It's Friday night.

April 25, 2003.

I'm just entering Canyonlands.

Just me, the music and the night.

Love it!

Blue John Canyon.

Guidebook says four and a half hours to the big-drop rappel.

I aim to take 45 minutes off that.

Your face.

You looked like a dog.

I wish I was hiking with anyone else.

I don't know. I think we go that way.

But we went that way, and then we had to come back.

Hey!

You're doing Blue John too, huh?

No, actually. We're headed for the dome.

- But I think we're lost. - She's lost.

Hang on.

- Oh, my God. - God.

Let's see this.

You are... here.

We are?

Yeah. I knew that. I knew that.

And the dome is there.

I can take you that way if you like.

I'm sorry. The Friday the 13th there.

Child-killer look.

I'm only a psychopath on weekdays.

And today's Saturday, so-

Can't take this off. It's my face.

Nice.

- Aron. - Kristi.

Allow me to introduce you to my friend Megan.

- Nice to meet you. - It's an honor.

What do you say? You're lost. I'm a guide.

I'm good.

- Why not? - Sure.

All right. This way.

You biked from Horseshoe, huh?

What is that- like, 20 miles?

Seventeen on the odometer.

I thought it was 17.2.

17.3 actually.

You're one of those.

I'm not one of those.

Do you spend a lot of time out here?

It's my second home.

See? There's the fork right there.

Okay, totally missed that.

- Glad we bumped into you. - Yeah.

What are the odds, considering we're all the way out here?

Exactly. You go to the one place in America...

you're pretty much guaranteed not to run into a weirdo...

and what happens?

All right.

So the guidebook says that the route's through here.

But I know a better way- the cool way.

Guaranteed best time you can have with your clothes on.

Although it's better with your clothes off.

- It is a bit of a climb. - We climb.

- And a bit of a squeeze. - We squeeze.

So you get us all the way back in here...

and then you tell us that you are not a guide.

Well, no. I'm an engineer. But this is what I really want to do.

Oh, that's wonderful.

I've always wanted to be a supermodel...

but I don't think that's actually really gonna work out, you know?

Jesus, what if these things move?

They've been here for millions of years. They're not gonna move.

- Sure they will. - What?

Yeah. Everything's moving all the time.

Let's just hope not today.

Great.

All right.

Now all you gotta remember is that everything will be okay.

Oh, my God! Oh, my God!

- What- - Where- Aron!

Are you okay? Aron! Aron!

Home on the train

Why'd you put my monkey on the train

As you arrived

My sleeping monkey is revived

- Listen to the guy. He's fine. - Yeah.

He's bat shit.

You're bat shit!

Come on! You gotta come down here!

Trust me!

Trust you? I'll kill you, Aron Ralston!

Oh, please. You love this.

Hey!

- Nice job! - Oh, my God!

- Megan! You're missing it! - Come on!

It's amazing!

- Fuck. Fuck. - Just jump!

- Oh, my God. Fuck. - Just jump, Megan!

Fuck.

Oh, shit!

Are you okay?

- Nice jump. - Oh, my God.

I can't believe I just did that.

- That's why we have to do it again. - Again? Again?

- Camera! Camera! - Camera? Camera!

Camera!

So, Blue John is actually named after this guy, Blue John...

who was Butch Cassidy's cook from Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid.

That's cool.

- The Hole-in-the-Wall Gang. - Yeah.

And they would hide out in these canyons, I guess.

But also what they'd do is they'd run horses- wild horses- into here...

and they'd trap 'em at the end of the canyons.

- Wow. - That's how they'd catch the horses.

Wow.

You wanna take one more picture before I go?

- Yeah. - Okay, cool.

Ready?

One, two, three.

Blue John. Blue Cheese.

Well, will I ever see you again?

That depends. Do you party?

Do I party? Yeah, sometimes.

Tomorrow night, we're actually seriously throwing a party, if you wanna come.

Yeah. You should come by, have a beer, kick back.

Okay. Where am I going?

It's about 20 miles away near Green River.

You know the old motel? It's behind that.

There's gonna be a huge inflatable Scooby-Doo.

- You can't miss it. - Really? Okay.

- Yep. - Cool.

Okay.

It was good to meet you. See ya!

Bye! Scooby-Doo!

Yeah!

Rock on!

You think he's actually gonna show up?

I don't think we figured in his day at all.

You liked him.

Shit!

This is insane!

Fuck.

Move this fucking rock!

Please.

Fuck.

Fucking save it.

Oh, God.

Kristi!

Megan!

Kristi!

It's Aron!

Megan!

Kristi! Megan!

Kristi!

Think.

Just think.

Ow!

Yeah.

Fuck.

Fuck.

Shit.

Oh, God.

Shit!

Fucker.

Come on. Please.

Sweet.

Nice and dull.

Look at the size of this one, man.

Like, how the fuck did this get here?

Yes.

Okay.

Hey!

Hey, buddy.

Here we go.

It's 3:05...

on Sunday, April 27, 2003.

This marks 24 hours...

of being stuck in Blue John Canyon...

right where it slots up before the big drop.

My name's Aron Ralston.

My parents are Donna and Larry Ralston of Englewood, Colorado.

Whoever finds this can keep the recorder.

Just please try and get in touch with my parents...

and give them this tape.

I'd appreciate it.

I was descending Blue John yesterday...

when this chock stone came loose...

and rolled onto my arm.

And now it's stuck.

The thumb is kind of this gray-blue color.

Yeah.

It's been without circulation for 24 hours.

So, I think it's pretty well gone.

I'm low on food.