In the Tall Grass

I think I'm getting nauseous.

Are you gonna throw up? Do you want me to pull over?

Hey, hey.

Here's some water, okay?

Ugh... You okay?

Shouldn't I be over morning sickness by now?

I mean, every woman's body is different, right?

Oh, yeah? What do you know about women's bodies?

Not enough.

You're not worried, are you?

No.

Just thinking.

What?

What? What?

Uh...

Maybe we should go back.

- We're halfway to San Diego. - I know.

I know.

I just...

It's just been hard to know for sure.

Dad must think I'm an idiot.

Look, Beck, I know it's not in your nature to put yourself first,

but in this case, I don't think you should take Mom and Dad's feelings into account.

I don't think you should take my feelings into account.

I don't think you should even take the baby's needs into account.

Okay?

This is about you.

Yeah.

Guess I'll have another 1,500 miles to decide, right?

Right.

- Let's just get back on the road and... - Help!

- ...not worry about any of this. - Did you hear that?

Hear what?

Help!

Help!

Hello?

Is someone out there?

Help!

I'm lost in here.

Sounds like he's really in trouble.

I've been trying to get to the road,

but I can't find it!

Okay.

We'd better haul him out.

It's really hot.

Careful. Don't slide down into that ditch.

Watch your arm. I'm gonna pull this thing off the side of the road.

Kid.

Hey, kid, can you hear me?

Yes!

Help me!

I've been stuck in here for days!

Tobin? Stop calling.

Stop calling, honey.

Hello? What's going on?

We're lost!

Please! Please help!

No! Tobin, no!

No!

There's a woman in there with him. She's being weird.

Where are you?

Are you coming?

Kid, you're right next to us. Can you see the road?

No, I can't see anything!

Ah, he's right there.

Cal, wait.

Captain Cal to the rescue!

Kid, we're coming!

Where are you?

- Over here! - Cal, wait.

- Slow down. Ugh! - Tobin!

Was that your name, Tobin?

- Yes! Please hurry! - Emergency services.

- Please stay on the line. - I'm tired!

- Hello? - Listen...

Kiowa County, 911.

Okay, Tobin, listen to me.

Just sit tight. We're gonna come to you.

- Hi, uh... I'm on Route 400. - Help!

I don't know the town name, but there's a kid lost in the grass.

Tobin!

Fuck.

Cal?

Cal?

Fuck.

Kid!

God.

Kid! Where are you?

Kid!

Becky!

- Becky? - I'm fine.

I lost the 911 chick. Is your phone working?

No, I left my phone in the car.

And my glasses.

- Tobin! - Are you coming?

Please, keep coming. I can't find you.

Kid, you sound like you're headed for Nebraska. Stay still!

I don't care how scared you are, don't move. Let us come to you.

Becky!

Becky, where the hell are you?

I'm right here.

Cal?

Something's not right about this. I think we should head back to the road.

What about the kid and his mom?

Let's just get back together first.

I'll keep talking and you work your way back towards me, okay?

All right. Good idea.

Okay, start talking.

What do you talk about when you're lost in a field?

Thousands of miles of gabbing, and you can't think of anything to say?

There once was a guy named McSweeney

Who spilled some gin on his weenie

Just to be couth, he added vermouth

And slipped his girl a martini

Oh, that's charming.

Hey, you guys, are you looking for me? I'm scared!

Yes. Yes. Hang on.

Becky!

Becky, keep talking.

There once was a woman named Jill

Who swallowed an exploding pill

They found her vagina in North Carolina...

Aah! Stop, stop. I overshot you somehow.

Cal, quit fucking around. This isn't funny.

Becky?

Yeah?

You're right, there's something wrong here.

All right, let's just do this.

On the count of three, we both jump with our hands raised in the air.

Can you jump?

Yeah, of course I can jump. What do you think?

I think you're gonna have a baby this summer, that's what I think.

Cal, stop walking away.

I didn't move!

Yeah. Yeah, you did. You must have! You still are.

I'm not. I swear I'm not.

Okay, just...

Forget it. Let's just do this.

All right?

- Ready? - Okay.

One, two, three!

You're close.

One more time.

- All right. - One, two, three.

This is nuts! This is fucking nuts!

Becky!

Becky!

- Becky! - Over here!

Beck!

Here!

Beck!

Over here!

Becky!

Cal? Are you okay? What is it?

Nothing!

I just... I just slipped.

I'm getting a little freaked out here.

What are we gonna do?

We're gonna get out of here.

We just need to keep our heads.

- What about the kid? - Forget the kid.

This is about us now.

Becky!

Cal!

Becky!

Cal?

Beck.

Cal.

Beck, just stay where you are, okay? Don't move.

Save your voice.

I'm gonna come to you.

Becky!

Beck!

Cal?

- Beck! - Cal!

Hi, there.

You all right?

Becky, you there?

There's a man here.

It's okay, Cal. This is Tobin's daddy.

If you wanna get out of here, come with me.

If you could get out, why are you still in?

I'm looking for my boy and my wife. They're lost in here, too.

Look, it's gonna be dark soon. We should stick together.

I understand. You don't know me from Adam.

Uh...

Ross Humbolt's the name. Real estate's the game.

Poughkeepsie, wife's Natalie, boy's Tobin.

Becky, what's happening?

I'm all right, Cal.

You can find my brother?

Your brother, I'll try, yeah.

Not like walking a straight line, though. Nothing is around here.

Just follow me, but stay close.

Whatever you do, don't lose sight of me, okay?

Okay.

Hang tight, Cal. We're coming for ya.

Becky!