The Wilderness

What the fuck?

Whoa. - Don't do anything stupid.

Alright, Frank, find some pants.

Get dressed,

now!

Don't think, don't think about it.

- Fuck you. Get off me. - Relax.

- Get off me. - Relax, relax.

Come on, let's go.

Let's go.

Frank, watch your step.

Come on. - Let go of me.

Come on.

Don't let him, don't lose that arm.

- Stop, let go of me. - All right.

Here we go.

Alright. - Fucking bitch.

Okay, that's enough.

I'll never fucking forgive you.

All right, all right, all right.

Come on.

Come on.

Put up against the thing here.

All right, hold on. - Stop.

Got him, you got him? - Yep, I got him.

Relax, breathe.

Breathe.

Yeah, that's good.

All right? - I got him, I got him.

All right.

Hold on, hold on.

All right, easy.

Oops.

Yeah, it's pretty, huh?

- Hey boys. - Oh, hey, hey.

It's a girl.

Look.

Ain't gonna be so bad.

You must be Ed.

Huh?

How was he?

Oh, he didn't say a damn word.

I got him from my here.

All right. - Thanks Phil.

- Yeah. - Come on, this way.

Let your eyes adjust.

It is pretty here.

It's called spindling.

It's how the natives survived for centuries.

- Say hi to Rich. - No need.

Just know you're gonna have to do that every day

if you want to cook on the coals.

- They can't talk to you until you're out of First Camp.

Let's get you set up.

Wait here.

Hey, James.

I got Ed here.

One moment.

Come on in.

Come on.

How's it going, Ed?

He's not talking.

Mel, would you take Miles outside?

You do the intake.

Gotta make sure you didn't bring anything harmful

out to the desert,

drugs mostly, but you'd be surprised

what people try and get out here.

Strip down, please.

We got all day.

Let's start you in First Camp.

It's the deprogram.

You'll learn how to survive in the wilderness.

Oh, well, bend over.

You'll learn to make your own backpack

and fire-starting tools,

and then when ready, you'll join the other boys.

Give me a cough.

One more.

You can't cook on the coals

until you yourself spark a flame.

That's how nature wants it.

I've seen kids better themselves,

but it has to come from them.

We'll get you started in First Camp

and then we'll begin your journey.

Welcome to the desert.

Wake up, buddy.

Come on, wake up.

Where did you, where did you think you were going?

Oof, that's quite a bite you got there.

Hmm.

We're lucky we found you.

It's easy to die out here.

There you go.

There you go.

It looks like someone's gonna be

a bit of a challenge.

I'll run ahead and tell the others.

All right.

Thanks.

After 10 years of therapeutic work with troubled teens,

I started this wilderness therapy.

I learned very quickly what does and doesn't work.

So let's start with what works.

Discipline,

trust, faith.

These are all pillars of a, of a successful young man.

You know, people skate by in life, never having

to look in the mirror.

But out here, there's no phones, there's, there's no clocks.

Every, every meal is earned.

Every bed is made by the, by the young man who makes it.

And everything happens as it will.

You know, it's interesting in life we are in,

sometimes we go through hills and and valleys

and we're never quite sure where we're at.

But a lot of the youth that come to me are in a valley,

and their parents are, are at the end of trying

to figure out how best to help them.

And that's where we come in.

My name is James Bigsby.

I'm the camp director, also a published child psychologist,

and I'm here for your child

to help them find their way through the wilderness.

Wouldn't stop, huh?

How you holding up?

No?

Stay silent as long as you want.

I'm in no hurry.

Mmm.

You got quite the track record.

Kicked out of high school repeatedly,

arrested for shoplifting.

Overdosed.

Almost died then.

Did you want that?

Mmm.

You want some aspirin?

You need to talk to me first.

Please give it to me.

He speaks.

How long will I be here?

You're here as long as I see fit.

Here's what I can tell you though.

I don't want you here any longer than is necessary.

I want you to succeed,

become a man.

I want my phone call.

Nope.

No phones, no computers, no distractions.

Just you and nature.

Here.

Get going on this spindle.

Did someone take my brown sugar?

Yeah, blame the Black guy.

- Let us look in your bag. - Why you always

taking his side?

You wanna take mine?

Miles, Niko, relax.

- How am I getting in trouble for getting my shit stolen?

- Oh, 'cause you know nothing about stealing, right, Niko?

Huh? - Whatever.

Oh, fuck, fuck.

Apologize.

- This might be the best one yet, ladies.

Tonight I'll eat wild salmon with Steve Irwin

somewhere in the rainforest.

Wild salmon, that sounds gross.

- Well, after evading the predator's grasp,

any protein tastes good.

Well, I'm in Ko Chang.

I'm slurping down my mai tai,

while she's slurping-

- Hey! - Enough!

Yeah, of course.

Yeah.

Of course.

Yeah, so, okay.

Yeah, I just spoke with him earlier.

He's in, he's in good spirits.

No, no, he's, he's right on pace.

I don't want him here any longer than you.

It's all right.

No, it's all right.

He's in good hands.

What are you doing?

Giving up already?

Just taking a break.

You're not using your legs at all.

It's just like dropping in the skate park.

Dad, I'm just taking a break.

All right, fine.

Take a break.

The left you caught earlier, that was good.

Girls on the shoreline sure dug it.

Oh, but they're always gotta pay attention to you,

some good looking and talented baby.

Anyway, it's good to see you, Mitch.

- Good to see you too. - Yeah.