(pleasant music)
(whooshing)
(somber music)
(dramatic music)
(birds chirping)
(suspenseful music)
(fire crackling)
(rumbling)
(fire crackling)
(water bubbling)
(somber tempo music)
(wind howling)
(laughing)
- So, you do like him?
- Well, why else
would I be here?
- [Guy] A day with your big bro?
- You think I would
trudge through this
to spend quality time with you?
- No, actually, I don't.
I guess I'm privileged today.
(sighing)
(rumbling)
(steam hissing)
(rumbling)
- Hey, thanks for
setting this up, bro.
- Yeah, I think Bob
really likes you too.
I mean,
I don't know why.
- Sweet.
- You mean about Bob, huh?
- Jerk, I mean your attitude.
- Yeah, well, you're
the pain in the butt
and I get to play chaperone, so.
- You're leaving after
an hour, you promised.
- Yeah, well, you know.
(laughing)
- Dick.
(laughing)
(ominous music)
Have you ever been in
here without Mom and Dad?
- No, but who wants to
be around them anyway?
Mom's become a pain in the butt.
Dad's off who knows where.
I mean, does he
even talk to you?
He doesn't to me.
- All you do is argue
with them anyways.
- And you don't?
Emma, they have problems.
- Yeah, like you're an expert.
(suspenseful music)
- I don't wanna move.
Gee, like that's
not obvious, right?
When you turn 16 you'll see.
Everything changes.
Your friends actually
mean something to you.
- Yeah, well, maybe
but I still agree with Mom.
We moved here for Dad
and we should move
back to New York for her.
Dad doesn't pull his
weight around here anyway.
- Dad's not made for the city.
- Yeah, well, Mom needs
more of a challenge.
Rescuing chipmunks
or drunk frat brats,
not her idea of being head
of Emergency Response.
- They might divorce.
- I don't think so.
Dad won't let that happen.
He may be somewhere
else right now
but he's way to
smart for that shit.
It's not like Mom doesn't care.
- And how do you know?
- [Emma] Hey, Mom does care.
- No, I mean about
Dad being too smart.
- True, he did move us here
and that wasn't really--
- No, Emma, I'm serious.
How do you know they're
not gonna get a divorce?
- Hey!
I'll knock you over
the head with that.
(foreboding music)
(fire crackling)
(ominous tempo music)
(birds chirping)
- I don't know if
I'm ready to do it.
I'm not even sure
if I can or want to.
No.
Send the separation papers off.
Just sit on them
for a few more days.
(computer chiming)
Probably some cat.
I'm sorry, I've got to go.
Just send them, okay?
Thank you.
(somber music)
- [Ian] Hey, hey!
Slow down!
You know what Mom and Dad are
always saying about rushing--
- Hey, it's not my
fault you're that slow.
- Trust me, Bob will wait.
- Yeah?
And what about Christy?
Think the two of them might?
- Those two together?
Please, they're probably
fighting right now.
(laughing)
I mean, Christy's my girl, okay?
Bob wouldn't
and Christy, especially.
- Are you that trusting?
Hey!
(laughing)
- You suck.
- You suck.
(chuckling)
(rumbling)
- [Ian] I hope you
brought some breath mints
for you boyfriend.
- [Emma] Ugh, funny.
- Wanna go, huh?
Wanna go?
Hey! Hey!
(laughing)
- [Emma] You still
wanna go, huh?
- [Ian] Get the
hell out of here.
(groaning)
- Oh, I hate this part.
- Aw, you want me to hold
your hand like a baby?
- Oh, funny, I seem to remember
you screaming like a girl
first time we came here.
- Come on.
(ominous music)
(somber beat music)
(groaning)
Don't get stuck.
- Ian!
- Ow, that hurt!
- Don't touch me again!
(ominous beat music)
(water sloshing)
- Why is the water warm?
- Weird.
Kinda like you.
- Funny.
(somber music)
- Bob, Christy,
where are you guys?
- We're late, yeah right.
More like they're late.
- It's warmer than usual.
What's that smell?
- I thought that was you.
- Ha!
Funny.
(chuckling)
- Oh, glow sticks, all right.
- Bob? Christy?
(ominous music)
Oh, isn't that so you, Ian?
Bob, did Ian put you up to this?
- Ugh, I think I
lost my cigarettes.
- Not that cool shit again.
Okay, fine, you too.
Play along.
Bob and Christy are
doing each other
and I'm so freakin' jealous.
You happy?
Bob, this is my brother's thing.
He's the idiot.
I'm not gonna stay here
if you're going to
pretend to be like him,
so please stop.
(ominous music)
Guys?
(eerie music)
(yelling)
My God, they're dead!
- Come on, guys, even I
don't think this is funny.
- Don't light that cigarette!
Ian, no!
- What the hell are you doing?!
- The gas!
We have to get out of here!
- Why'd you take
me down? That hurt!
- Because I thought
the gas might explode!
- What gas?
- Can't you smell it?
- Smells like sulfur.
There's always been a
little smell in the cave.
- Not that strong.
If it wasn't gas, then
what, what killed them?
- Are they dead?
- Yeah.
(foreboding tempo music)
- What the hell?
Let's get out of here.
(suspenseful music)
(upbeat music)
(tires screeching)
- John,
come check this out.
I can't make heads
or tails of this.
I think we have an out
of control campfire.
Are you listening?
John?!
- Sorry.
What're we looking at?
Oh, not New York again.
- Oh, not even close.
- When did you start smoking?
- I didn't, they're not mine.
- Emma.
- No.
Your son.
- My son?
My son, no, our son.
When did Ian start smoking?
- I found these in
the living room.
They must've fallen
out of his jacket.
- How can you be so sure
they belong to my son
and now your daughter?
She's the rebel without a clue.
- Yeah, right, Emma.
Miss vegan.
- Okay, I'll talk to Ian.
In the meantime,
enjoy your lunch.
Emma told me today
that she'll never allow
sushi in the house again.
(computer chiming)
- Now all three
cams are kicking in.
- What?
- Looks like we have
three small fires
on three different ledges.
This is from the cam
on the eastern ridge.
Campfires, right?
- No, it's too
big for campfires.
- This was a few minutes ago.
This is now.
- Lightening?
- Arson?
- There's no wind.
It happened simultaneously.
I better get out there.
- Oh,
and I get to stay here.
- Derek's on vacation.
- Yeah but it's my decision.
- Well then make it.
(phone ringing)
- Hello?
- Mom?
- You gotta come and get us.
We were in the mine, we
found Bob and Christy.
- We just got there.
- They're dead.
- Mom?
- You gotta come and get us.
- Mom, they're really
dead, we need you.
- We're at the mine.
- I think it was some
kind of gas coming up
from the pool in the mine.
(phone buzzing)
- John?
- Yeah.
Check the landline.
(ominous music)
It's dead.
- Okay,
I'll grab the rescue
gear while you lock up
and I'll meet you at the car.
(computer chiming)
John, get Derek here now.
He's gonna have to
deal with those fires.
- He's on his
honeymoon, remember?
Miami?
And plus, no phones.
Look,
take the kids to my
dad's house, okay?
It's close, you'll
be back in no time.
- Don't tell me what to do.
- Okay, fine, you're the
boss but they're our kids.
What would you like me to do?
- Find a way to call
Sheriff Buckley.
Close the center down
until one of us gets back.
We need to get
communications back up.
- There's three
fires burning, Lori.
Without communications, I
need to be out in the field.
- What about our children?
- Fine.
You're the boss, okay?
But without communication,
I need to be out there
and there's nothing
I can do here.
- We'll talk about
this when we get home.
- Fine.
- Here.
Take this.
You might need it.
Be careful.
(dramatic piano music)
I'll do some
investigating of my own.
- Sheriff Buckley, this
is John, can you hear me?
(muffled radio speaking)
Sheriff, you need to send a
squad car up to Old Rocky.
Lori's there with the kids.
Seems like Emma and Ian
found some of their
friends there dead.
(radio buzzing)
(ominous music)
(wind howling)
- We better stay put.
- Yeah.
- Some date.
- Some of your friends are
dead and you're joking around?
(dramatic music)
Hey.
Remember when you used
to call me "squawker"
just to tease me?
- Yeah, you'd add into
anybody's conversation.
- Yeah.
- For awhile it was
"Bubbles," right?
- You were "Burnt Toast."
- I don't remember that.
- Hey, you remember how
we'd wrestle with Dad
and Mom would get all worried
because she would be
afraid we'd get hurt?
- Yeah.
- And Dad would pin you down?
You'd scream in French for help.
I'd come to the rescue.
- Can you say it once, Ian?
(speaking broken French)
(dramatic music)
- I can't believe
our friends are dead.
(rumbling)
(ominous music)
(water rushing)
(suspenseful tempo music)
(water bubbling)
(ominous music)
- [Lori] Ian, Emma,
where are you?
- Mom!
- We're over here!
- Oh, thank God.
- Mom, you have no idea
how horrible it was.
- The most important
thing is that you're safe.
- Bob and Christy are dead, Mom.
- I asked your dad
to call the sheriff.
You're both okay now, right?
- Okay?
Where's Dad?
- We have three
small forest fires.
- This time of year?
- Yes.
I'm gonna have to go see
what happened down there.
- You can't go in there, Mom.
- It's part of my job.
(water trickling)
(ominous music)
- Ash.
(fire rumbling)
(suspenseful tempo music)
- [Emma] Mom, Bob
and Christy are dead.
- I know, sweetie.
I'm taking you both to
your grandfather's, now.
- But Mom!
- We need to get out
of here, all right?
- No, Mom, I'm telling you.
You need to check out that mine.
Something really weird
is going on down there.
You need to figure out
why Bob and Christy died.
- I'll do that later, honey.
For now, follow me to the car.
- [Emma] But, Mom,
I'm telling you.
- Into the care.
(ominous music)
(sirens alarming)
(horns honking)
(suspenseful music)
(fire rumbling)
(crowd commotion)
(water whooshing)
- That's a pretty good
fire up on the east ridge.
- Dad, the kids are gonna
be here in a couple minutes.
Two of Ian's friends were
killed last night in the mine.
- Cave in?
- No, Dad, something to do
with the gas and these fires.
I hope to God they're
not connected.
- How could they be connected?
- [Lori] John?
Why aren't you at the center?
- Hey.
Guys,
we got a really big problem.
- [Ian] Yeah but we didn't have
anything to do with it, right?
- It has nothing to do with you.
- Dad, Ian just lost
two friends today.
- Actually, this
is about all of us.
- When are you gonna
learn that I'm not a guy?
- [Ian] Hey, come on, sis.
- Okay, you two
are with Grandpa.
- Great, just what we need.
- Oh, God, I forgot.
When I get back, we're
gonna talk about that.
I'm glad you're okay.
You two, baby.
- Somebody needs to
check out the mine.
There's something really
weird going on down there.
I'm tell you.
- Okay, look, in the meantime,
don't forget who's in
charge at Grandpa's.
- Yeah, I am.
- [John] Funny.
- Go save the world.
So much for your kids!
- Take your truck.
We can save some time
getting back to the center
by going on old 95 by the mine.
- You got 20 minutes.
I wanna stop by the mine.
There's something I want
you to see by the bridge.
- Oh, John, we need to go,
we need to do our jobs.
(suspenseful music)
(fire rumbling)
(helicopter buzzing)
- Hot chocolate.
- More like crystal five.
- Feet.
- Hey, look at this.
It's flat.
Just like your chest.
- I'm gonna ask
your dad something.
Seems to be dead.
How could the phone be dead?
- Maybe the fire knocked out
a power line or something.
- That wouldn't
affect the phone.
Oh.
They finally did it.
They finally did it.
(ominous music)
They finally did it.
- Did what?
- They finally did it.
They finally did it.
- Grandpa.
- The bomb.
- What?
- Nuclear bomb.
What else could it be?
- There's a forest fire.
It's a power outage.
- It's EMP.
- So where's the explosion?
If was EMP, it would affect
everything electronic, Grandpa.
Like, do you have a
watch with a battery?
Or shaver?
- That's it, Ian, you're right.
I'll check my shaver.
- I'm in hell.
I've done nothing
to deserve this.
- Current thoughts
about Bob, maybe?
- [Emma] What's EMP?
- Electric Magnetic Pulse.
- Grandpa's a loon.
- Yeah, well,
he's a vet.
I guess he has a
right to be a loon.
See?
There's no bomb.
- Yay, whoopie.
Oh yeah, that's right,
we knew that already.
- So what is going on?
- I don't know but I
wanna get out of here.
Are you sure EMP effects
everything electronic?
- Everything,
okay, I'm positive.
Unless the electronics
are heavily shielded.
- Wind is from the east.
What could cause
this from the east?
- What are you talking about?
- I know, it could
be a forest fire.
You know, I used to
be a smoke jumper.
No.
This ash fall's too heavy
for any forest fire.
(fire crackling)
(ominous music)
- Mom and Dad are out in that.
(foreboding music)
(suspenseful music)
- Looks like ash.
- It is.
(ominous music)
(rumbling)
What the?
- How can this be happening?
(water bubbling)
(whooshing)
- It's a volcano.
- Lava without a volcano?
We have to warn the town!
- [John] This is part
of something bigger.
- [Lori] What the hell do
you mean, something bigger?
John?
John?
- Lori, there hasn't been a
volcanic event around here
in millions of years.
- This is getting
me really scared.
- It's time to be scared.
(suspenseful music)
- What're we going to do?
- The shelter.
- Shelter?
You wanna go out in
that to get to town?
- No.
We're not going to town.
- Where are we going?
- Nowhere.
My car wouldn't last 10
minutes in this stuff.
- Great, so we're stuck here.
Well where is this shelter?
Are we walking?
- Listen, young lady.
We don't know what's going on.
It's my job to keep you safe.
- [Emma] I was just
asking a question.
- This could only be
caused by a volcano.
- Mount St. Helens is
a thousand miles away.
- Actually, it's two.
- Whatever, Mr. Geography.
- [Ian] The wind is to the east
and Helens is to the west.
- I know, then what?
- Grandpa?
- Like I said, a volcano.
- [Emma] That again?
- Do you have
another explanation?
- All I know is there
are no volcanoes
that are close enough
to dump ash on us.
- Well, one is
doing it right now,
so where's this shelter?
- Follow me.
And don't worry,
I've seen worse.
(suspenseful beat music)
- Let me guess, you have
a secret bomb shelter.
Never in a million years
would I believe that you--
- You could call it that.
- A bomb shelter?
I could've used this
when that 12th grader
was gonna kick my butt
last year, Grandpa.
(ominous music)
- You actually have
a bomb shelter.
(eerie music)
(coughing)
- Hey, food.
How old is this stuff?
- It's old, like me.
I haven't been down here,
I haven't restocked it
since your grandmother died.
(ominous music)
- I can't believe you
just stopped here.
We need to get back!
- In 15 minutes, I wanna
see if there's a connection
between the mine and
the bridge, come on!
(dramatic music)
(wind howling)
- Remember when we
used to come up here?
How pretty it was?
- Was?
It still is pretty.
Lori, when did this stop
being pretty for you?
(dramatic beat music)
I think this is about a lot
more than just our town.
Come on!
- How long do we have
to stay here then?
- Till your parents get back.
Listen,
Emma, I know you think I'm crazy
about the bomb and
volcano theory.
And as far as I
know, I could be.
- Hey, that's not true.
- But what I do know
is that as long as
we're here, you're safe.
We're safe.
Now, let's hope that I'm wrong
but what if I'm right?
- So this is our only choice?
- Yep.
- Ugh.
(rumbling)
Grandpa?
Grandpa?
(ominous music)
- [John] Do you remember
what a basalt eruption is?
- That's when lava
erupts out of the ground
from thousands of square
miles at a time, yeah.
- Caused Permian extinction
of the dinosaurs.
- You think that's
what's going on
and you wanna get closer?
- Information saves lives.
Smell like gas?
- Yeah, sulfur.
- You think it could've
poisoned the kids?
- Volcanic gases can
kill off an entire city.
- [John] Or more.
- [Lori] You think this
could head towards the town?
(ominous music)
- The batteries are dead.
- Do you have any upstairs?
- I think so.
- I'll go.
- No, we'll both
go a little later.
- We're all gonna be
dead a little later.
- Oh, Emma, try to be positive.
- This isn't an Old
Maid deck, is it?
No, it's just a regular deck.
Anyone up for a game of
Spades, Poker, anybody?
- Give me a break.
- I could play some Spades.
How about you, Ian?
- Yeah, that would be great
but we need another
player, Grandpa.
- This can't be happening.
You wanna play cards and
our friends are dead!
- Emma.
(rumbling)
We'll be all right, Emma.
We'll be safe.
(rumbling)
(water trickling)
- God, the air is so hot.
Wait.
My lead.
- Your lead.
(foreboding music)
(groaning)
Damn it, I'm stuck!
(rumbling)
(ominous music)
(laughing)
- I win.
- Oh.
I'm getting pretty tired.
- I know, it's weird, me too.
- Yeah.
I wanna show you two something.
- What's that?
- What?
- It's a scrubber.
- A CO-2 scrubber to
decontaminate the air.
I wanna make sure
that if we fall asleep
we wake up again.
You know, when
that door is shut,
it's almost an airtight seal.
- Could we run out of air?
- No, this is really
just like a CO-2 filter.
- We don't have any power.
- We do have power.
Those batteries are kept
plugged in and topped up.
- That doesn't look that old.
- We used to have these
chemical scrubbers.
This is much safer.
It's like what we used
when I was in the service.
I do know a thing or
two about this stuff.
Now it's safe to take a nap.
I will keep you safe.
(rumbling)
(foreboding music)
(eerie music)
(rumbling)
- They're here!
(ominous music)
Look.
Volcanic glass.
- Two thousand miles
above sea level,
miles from the city,
super heated water?
- How are we supposed
to survive something
that killed of 90 percent
of life on this planet?
- By using our head.
Come on.
(gasping)
- John, I can't breathe.
(gasping)
(ominous music)
(suspenseful music)
(huffing)
Go.
(suspenseful music)
- [John] The air's
not so bad here.
Ugh, I'm stuck again.
- You're not at
thin as when we met.
- Funny.
(groaning)
- John?
John, hurry.
My legs are beginning to burn.
John?!
John?!
Hurry! Hurry!
My legs are burning!
(suspenseful music)
(groaning)
(sizzling)
(bubbling)
(fire whooshing)
- Your parents, they're
probably just lost
or in a pickle somewhere
and we're gonna have to
get them out of it, so,
I want my rest.
- So take a nap.
Nothing else to do.
(dramatic music)
(panting)
- [John] Come on.
Come on.
(suspenseful music)
(hissing)
(foreboding music)
(coughing)
(gasping)
- The town!
(rumbling)
Oh my God!
(rumbling)
Ian and Emma.
(rumbling)
(gasping)
(whooshing)
- Lori, we gotta
get out of here!
(suspenseful music)
(gasping)
(coughing)
- Grandpa?
Grandpa?
(coughing)
(ominous music)
Grandpa!
Grandpa, wake up!
Ian!
(coughing)
Grandpa!
(fire crackling)
(foreboding music)
(sirens alarming)
Wake up!
Grandpa!
Ian!
Grandpa!
Wake up!
Wake up!
(sizzling)
(coughing)
- We've gotta get out of here.
- Grandpa.
- I've gotta protect.
(coughing)
- Ian.
- I've gotta protect you.
- Ian!
Wake up!
I need your help!
Ian!
Ian!
(coughing)
(coughing)
(ominous music)
(suspenseful music)
(fire crackling)
(sirens alarming)
(fire rumbling)
(sizzling)
(foreboding music)
(sizzling)
(rumbling)
(suspenseful music)
(wind howling)
(horn honking)
(ominous music)
(thudding)
- Ian, Emma!
- He's not breathing!
- Hey, come here!
Ian! Ian!
- [Lori] Start CPR on
Ian, I've got Emma!
- [John] Hey! Hey! Hey!
(suspenseful music)
(coughing)
Take a deep breath.
(gasping)
- Damn it!
Damn it!
One, two, three, four.
- [Emma] Grandpa?
- [Lori] Okay, come on.
- Pop?
- I've got, I got you.
I got you, come on.
Come on.
Okay, try to breathe.
Try to breathe.
I got you, try to breathe.
We need to get them
to the hospital
or to a hyperbaric chamber!
- There's oxygen in
the Emergency Center.
- Hospital's closer.
- Oxygen
in the welling tanks.
- He's got oxygen in
the welling tanks.
- Come on, come on, we
gotta get out of here.
- [Lori] I got you.
Okay, okay.
Come on, let's go.
- Dad, you're gonna be fine.
Look, there's plenty in here.
I rigged up the fish tank
tubing from your fish tank.
Just keep breathing that in.
- [Lori] I still think we
should go to the hospital.
- Treatment for CO-2 poisoning
is oxygen, we have it here.
- Yes but I want a
doctor to look at them
and pressure with
oxygen is preferable.
- Baby,
there is no hospital.
There's no town.
There's just us.
- There must be some medical
facility we can take them to.
What if there's
something wrong with them
we don't know about?
What about your dad?
- We'll take them to the center.
We can deal with the
CO-2 poisoning there,
maybe check the outside world.
See how widespread
this lava storm is.
(wind howling)
- We're going to the center now.
- [Emma] Took them long enough.
- Lets go guys.
Come on, Pop.
Come on.
(fire rumbling)
- [Ian] What the?!
- Ian, get back!
- You better come look at this!
- Let's go! Let's go!
(suspenseful music)
(wind howling)
(fire crackling)
(steam hissing)
(wind howling)
(ominous music)
(explosion booming)
(dramatic music)
(wind howling)
We're lucky.
10 minutes out of town and
it's a lot clearer around here.
- [Ian] So how much longer?
- Soon.
- Why don't there
any cars on the road?
Where is everybody?
- I don't know.
How're you feeling, Ian?
- Good.
In fact, I think I'm pretty
much back to abnormal.
- Good.
Maybe you should continue
smoking cigarettes then.
- [Ian] Real funny, Dad.
Real funny.
Har, har, har.
Dad, about the cigarettes.
- Later.
- I'm not a smoker, okay?
- [John] Yeah.
- Just so you know, I
plan on giving you hell,
so be prepared.
- I guess it's
easier when you both
yell at me at the same time.
- I don't plan on yelling.
I'm gonna use guilt,
shame and humiliation
to crush your will.
- I plan on screaming
bloody murder.
So be prepared.
(ominous music)
(rumbling)
(fire crackling)
(eerie music)
(foreboding music)
(fire crackling)
Oh my God.
- You know how lucky we are
we weren't here earlier?
- I need to see what's left.
- [Emma] What about us?
- Not this time.
I've been trained for that
kind of thing and I mean it!
- You heard your mom.
- You gonna give us the
one "under my roof" speech
because we probably don't
have a roof left, Dad.
- Yeah, much less, a house.
- John, they're just giving
you what you gave me.
I'll stay with them, go.
(somber music)
(wind howling)
(fire crackling)
(water trickling)
(thudding)
(wind howling)
(somber music)
- I'll go check.
(ominous music)
(clattering)
(beeping)
(ominous music)
All right.
- What's the supply
room look like?
- Same as here.
What's the password?
- "Ian ampersand Emma."
All caps.
- Okay, it's loading.
Come on, come on, come on.
(beeping)
Okay.
Oh, great, great.
It's telling us where
exactly where we are.
- May I?
- Please.
(beeping)
(somber music)
- [John] Ashes falling
from Calgary to Germany.
- [Lori] What's happening
to all those people?
- The entire Earth's food
chain is gonna collapse
if this continues.
- Look.
Lava's servicing just
a few miles from here.
(ominous music)
- No earthquake, no volcano,
massive volcanic upwelling.
This is a basalt eruption.
- [Lori] Gaia has gotten angry.
Thank God, the center
of it is miles from us.
What're we gonna do?
- I don't know.
- We gotta get out of here.
- Yeah, and go where, Lori?
- We need to find
survivors as we evacuate.
- There's no communication
with anybody.
Pull up the satellite
image of the event zone.
(ominous music)
Okay, we need to find some
place safe to hide but where?
Lava's gonna melt everything.
- What about the cavern?
It's on the mountain top.
The lava's running underneath it
and if it continues to
flow without rising.
- Al's Cavern.
Access is through the mine
but it actually is
above Old Rocky.
- And as is enclosed.
I'm so sorry, John.
- Sorry?
- I haven't treated
you right, lately.
- Hey, hey, I love you.
I'll take the good
with the not-so-good.
(somber music)
- [Lori] I could've lost you.
- No, you're not gonna
get rid of me that easy.
(beeping)
Now what?
- I'm zooming in.
- [John] We're
directly in its path.
- It's picking up speed.
How long have you
been standing there?
- Long enough to know
that we're in deep.
- Everything the cloud touche
if gonna pummel to dust.
How do you know how
to use that program?
- I taught her.
- Look, if we need
to run and hide,
wouldn't it be better
to go towards water?
- Yeah, yeah, she's right.
In Hawaii, the lava
runs to the ocean
and people aren't killed.
- What about bringing
water to the lava?
- The dam.
- I'll go with you.
- How am I gonna
take out the dam?
- [Lori] We have an
avalanche cannon.
- That so-called avalanche
cannon is kinda small for a dam.
- Don't you have
more than one shell?
- One would have to get
pretty close to the dam
to take it out.
That person's probably
not gonna survive either,
so no, you're not gonna go.
It'll probably
flood the mine too.
But Al's Cavern.
Okay, okay, I'm gonna do that.
You have got to get to the
cavern as soon as you can.
- Oh, no way, not on your life.
We're gonna get to the mine
and we're gonna wait it out.
We'll take all the
equipment we can.
Between you and I, we have
a lot of survival training,
we can't save the world.
- No, baby, but maybe
we can buy it some time.
- All right, Dad!
- Knock it off!
- Hey, Mom, you're
ruining the whole
"happy family" thing, again.
- All right, you
know what, Emma?
Why don't you guys go
wait in the truck, okay?
Come on! Come on!
- What?
- Please! Now!
- I'm getting tired of
them bossing us around.
- What is wrong with you?
There is no way you're
sacrificing yourself!
- I only said that
for Ian's sake.
I don't want him to go
with me but I'll be fine.
Don't worry about me.
- No, I don't believe you.
- Baby,
we're facing extinction here.
There's no way I'm
gonna let any of us die.
I gotta do something.
(whooshing)
(yelping)
(booming)
- Are you all right?
- It's not us, it's Grandpa.
- Come on, Pop.
- It was a lava ball!
- Sit down.
- [Grandpa] Hurricane.
Eye of the hurricane.
- [John] Come on, Pop.
- Thank you.
- What're you doing?
We can't leave him here.
I can't take him with
me, I need the truck.
You got the kids.
- Okay, Ian, Emma,
you're with me.
- So where's Dad going?
- Why is he leaving us?
I thought everything
was okay with you guys.
Why are you pushing
him away again?
- Don't you dare say that!
I am not pushing him away!
- Well you're not
making him stay.
I can't believe you.
What if he never
comes back, huh?
(foreboding music)
- Dad?
- Look, I gotta talk to you.
You gotta stay here with your
mom, take care of the family.
- No, I'm going with you.
- No, no way you're
going with me.
- Dad, I can help!
I know my way around the woods!
- Yeah, great.
Meantime, you're gonna stay
here with your mom, all right?
- You're pushing me away!
- Hey!
That's cheap!
Don't do that to me!
- I'm a man!
- No, you're a boy, okay?!
You're not gonna manipulate
your way into coming with me.
I'm your father, you're
gonna listen to me!
- Real good, Dad, real good.
Now you're my father?
Now we're some big happy family?
- Great timing.
It's just, the whole
world's crashing down.
- Ian, what do
you want me to do?
Ian?!
- [Ian] What?!
(thudding)
(dramatic music)
- You know,
this is no longer about just us.
- Yeah, it is.
- As much as I don't like it,
your father's right.
- Bullshit.
- Emma,
you're gonna need
to be stronger.
- No, what I need is for
my father to be alive.
God, you know,
I was hoping to drive
Dad crazy with boys and,
you know, nevermind, I
guess we're all gonna die
before any of that happens.
(dramatic music)
(wind howling)
- Under these circumstance,
I don't wanna leave with you
and I on these terms, okay?
Look, I don't plan on
committing suicide, Ian.
Your evacuation isn't
gonna be too safe either.
Ian, I need you to grow
up and grow up fast.
- Piss off!
(ominous music)
- Wow.
I see you did as well as I did.
- What the hell just happened?
- I don't know but I think
I'll stick to yelling.
It's like they're
punishing us or something
and we don't have the
time for that right now.
- Who's in control here?
(chuckling)
- [Emma] So you think
we punished them enough?
- I don't know.
Let's go back.
The whole world's falling apart.
This is starting to get scary.
- So are we gonna change
the world or what?
Come on, Mom, what's
the plan of action?
We do need a plan.
- Okay.
John, Ian,
go get the avalanche
cannon and the ammunition
out of the storage hanger.
Emma,
you're with me.
We're gonna check on Grandpa
and grab the satellite computer.
- It's a real joy to enter
the new era with this family.
(ominous tempo music)
- [John] Let's go.
- [Lori] Move it!
Come on!
(exciting beat music)
- [John] Woo.
- So, you have used one
of these before, right?
- No.
You?
Well, I didn't know you
were smoking cigarettes.
For all I know, you
could've fired one of these.
(wind howling)
- I was just coming to get you.
Did you know there's
a plumes cloud
barrelling down on us as
apposed to an ash cloud?
- Yes, Dad, we know.
How are you feeling?
- Well, strong enough to know
that I've gotta get you
all the hell out of here.
- Mom's formulating
a plan, Grandpa.
- I have to get you
and the kids to safety
while John blows up a damn.
- Oh, is that all?
- Dad, do you feel strong enough
to go check out the garage?
See if there's a
vehicle we could use?
- I'm on it, Captain.
(exciting beat music)
- John?
Here.
You might need this.
John, I don't want you to go.
- We're gonna stick to the plan.
It's the best thing to do.
It's not gonna be a picnic
around here anymore.
- It never was.
- That's enough out of you.
- We need you.
- Baby,
you got me.
We gotta concentrate on
saving everybody else now.
- I'm going with you, Dad.
- No you're not.
- I'd rather die with
the man I respect most
then run from something
I can't even control.
Isn't that the
right thing to do?
- Yeah, yeah it is.
- No.
- You can come.
- No.
I couldn't live with myself
if I sent my son off to die.
- Mom, it's not your decision
and it's not Dad's either.
It's mine.
- [Lori] Jesus.
(whooshing)
- Get down!
(booming)
(yelping)
(groaning)
- [Ian] Mom's hurt!
- [John] Everybody else okay?
- Yeah, we're all okay here.
(whooshing)
Dad!
(rumbling)
- [John] Come on, we gotta move!
Can you stand?
- Hell yes.
- I got one of the
emergency trucks started.
- [Ian] Dad.
- I guess I'm driving.
- [John] Dad, that's
not a good idea--
- [Grandpa] I'm driving.
- [John] Dad,
that's not a good--
- [Grandpa] I'll drive!
- [John] Guess we
don't have a choice.
All right, well, there's oxygen
and heat suits in the car.
(dramatic music)
(Lori whimpering)
- Well the good news is
you're not gonna
die from your wound.
- [John] Come on, we gotta go.
- [Grandpa] I gotta tell
you something about the dam.
- [John] What about it?
- If you blow the damn,
the bottom of the
mine is gonna flood.
You gotta give us a couple
hours before you blow it up.
And you may or may not be
able to get in the mine.
- I know.
I know.
- [Ian] See you, Bubbles.
- Hey, I'm holding you to that.
Take care, Burnt Toast.
Bring Dad back.
- [Ian] I will.
- We'll be in Al's Cavern.
You better show up.
- Oh, you know me well.
Look, you just get there
as quick as you can.
Dad, you take care of my girls.
Come here, baby.
I love you.
(dramatic music)
Okay, come on.
(engine rumbling)
(crying)
(dramatic music)
(whimpering)
(engine rumbling)
(crackling)
(rumbling)
(ominous music)
(wind howling)
- I lived in a cave for awhile
when I was serving my country.
- That experience
may come in handy.
(suspenseful beat music)
(rumbling)
(rocks crumbling)
I don't wanna go in the sauna.
(clanking)
- We wouldn't survive the heat.
This one will lead us
directly into Al's Cavern.
- And the only way
into Al's Cavern
is through this
condemned tunnel?
- It's all we've got.
- Can't we just stay
here in the mine shaft?
- No, Emma.
We're above and the
lava travels below.
We have no other choice.
- I just wish everything
would be back to normal.
- This is the new normal.
Prom's gone, graduation's gone.
It's all gone.
You have to help me now, Emma.
You have to think
beyond yourself.
- I trust the tunnel
gets a little wider.
- Actually, Mike,
it gets narrower.
(ominous tempo music)
(suspenseful beat music)
I'm gonna go in and
see if it's safe.
I'll be back.
It's a blaster.
You have one, I have one.
If you need me, press.
(eerie music)
(suspenseful music)
- Right here.
We're gonna have to
wait here for awhile.
Keep your mom, gramps and Emma
time to get into the cavern.
(somber music)
(rumbling)
(suspenseful beat music)
(rumbling)
(rocks crackling)
- You okay, Grandpa?
- Yeah.
Yeah, I'm okay.
(grunting)
(steam hissing)
- Oh no.
No, not again.
(groaning)
No.
Emma!
- Emma, you know
your mom loves you.
- Yeah.
She's taking a really long time.
- Emma!
(ominous music)
(horn blowing)
- Grandpa!
Grandpa, Mom's in trouble.
- No, I'll go.
- What if you get stuck?
- I've been in worse.
- No but what if you
get stuck here and now?
- You'll have to
figure something out.
(horn blowing)
I tell you, I'm older,
I've got more experience
and I'm pulling rank.
So I'm telling you now,
I'm going into this tube
into hell.
(suspenseful music)
- Oh boy.
We may have a little problem.
- What's that?
You don't know how to use
the avalanche cannon, do you?
- Come on, we'll figure it out.
- Well you think you can
at least hit the damn?
- We'll find out.
Got four shells, right?
- Don't you ever do
avalanche control?
- No, I don't, okay?
It's not part of
my job description.
(rumbling)
- Dad?
- [John] What?
- Look.
(rumbling)
- No.
They need more time.
- We don't have more time.
(sizzling)
(bubbling)
(ominous music)
(rumbling)
(horn blowing)
(bubbling)
(rumbling)
- Give me a shell.
(booming)
(rumbling)
- [Ian] Nothing!
- We need to get a lot closer.
Come on, grab the shells.
(suspenseful music)
(foreboding music)
- [Mike] Lori, can you hear me?
- [Lori] Oh, Mike.
- Hold on.
- I'm stuck.
- I'll try and pull
you, all right?
- Okay.
- You ready?
(groaning)
Okay, you're not moving.
Maybe,
maybe if I pushed you.
- Yes.
- All right?
- Yeah.
- Can you go forward?
(groaning)
- No.
(groaning)
- You're suit's
tied up on a rock.
Can you get out of it somehow?
- I can try.
I can't zip it out enough.
- Cut it off.
Maybe there's a rock or
something sharp up there.
Is there anything in
here that you could use?
(ominous music)
(yelling)
- Damn!
(gasping)
(suspenseful music)
(horn blowing)
(rumbling)
- Emma's panicking.
(horn blowing)
(rumbling)
Lori.
- Emma.
(dramatic music)
- Grandpa?
Mom, I'm coming after you.
(suspenseful beat music)
(groaning)
- All right, all right.
All right.
- Wait.
- You all right?
- [Lori] Yeah.
- Okay.
(suspenseful beat music)
- Mom?
Mom!
Mom!
Mom, please say something.
It's so hot.
(suspenseful beat music)
(rumbling)
(ominous music)
(rocks crumbling)
(Emma groaning)
- [Lori] Emma!
- Grandpa.
- Her suit is tied
up on the rock.
Get the knife from the pack.
- I'm so scared, Grandpa.
- You can do it.
This is the moment
you have to do it.
- Okay.
(suspenseful beat music)
- [John] Come on,
we're out of time.
(whooshing)
- Come on, give
me a crack at it.
(suspenseful beat music)
(rocks crumbling)
(dramatic beat music)
(whooshing)
(booming)
- [Emma] I have the knife!
(groaning)
(rumbling)
Okay.
- Thank you, Emma.
- Okay.
I am not a little girl anymore.
(dramatic music)
(cloth tearing)
(grunting)
- It's too hot.
The air's bad.
Let's get out of here.
(groaning)
Come on, son.
(rumbling)
- I know you can do it, Dad.
(foreboding music)
(suspenseful beat music)
(yelling)
(whooshing)
(booming)
(rumbling)
- Yes!
Yes, Dad!
Yes!
(whooshing)
(suspenseful music)
(ominous music)
(groaning)
(gasping)
(wind howling)
- The air's not too bad in here.
- I hope it'll hold up here.
(groaning)
(wind howling)
(rumbling)
- We have to get out of here.
They just blew the dam.
But not through there.
Follow me.
Grab the packs.
(rumbling)
(suspenseful music)
(water whooshing)
(ominous music)
(wind howling)
(rumbling)
(water trickling)
(rumbling)
(dramatic music)
(rumbling)
- John and Ian did what
they said they'd do.
I'm sure they took out the damn.
(waves rumbling)
(footsteps thumping)
(dramatic music)
- Ian!
(dramatic music)
Ian!
Dad!
(dramatic music)
(pleasant piano music)
(ominous music)
(wind howling)
(somber music)
(upbeat funk music)
(exciting music)
(upbeat funk music)
(upbeat funk music)
