Carine McCandless: With almost a year having passed since Chris' disappearance my parents' anger had turned to desperation. Their guilt was giving way to pain. And pain seemed to bring them closer. Even their faces had changed. She convinces herself it's Chris, that's her son whenever she passes a stray. And I fear for the mother in her. Instincts that seem to sense the threat of
a loss so huge and irrevocable that the mind balks at taking its measure. I had begun to wonder if I can understand what Chris is saying any longer. But I catch myself and remember that these are not the parents I grew up with. That people soften by the forced reflection that comes with loss. Still everything Chris is saying has to be said. And I trust that everything he is doing has to be done.
This is our life.
Christopher McCandless: If I wanted to paddle down the river, where's the best place to launch out of?
Ranger Steve Koehler: To *launch* out of?
Rainey: That poor girl's about ready to vault herself onto a fencepost.
Ron Franz: What does the "N" stand for?
Christopher McCandless: North.
Ron Franz: [sounding surprised and frustrated] Alaska?
Carine McCandless: Chris was writing his story, and it had to be Chris who would tell it.
Christopher McCandless: [mimicking his parents fight] No, Billie. I told you once. Don't make me tell you again. Okay? Okay? You hear me? You hear me, woman? You hear me, woman? Huh? You hear me, woman? Sorry. Sorry, Walt. I'm sorry.
Walt McCandless: Don't you walk away from me, woman! Woman!
Billie McCandless: Kids! Look what your dad is doing to me!
Walt McCandless: For God's sake, look what your mother is making me do!
Billie McCandless: Fuck you! I hate you!
Walt McCandless: There ain't gonna be no party. I'm
gonna cancel Christmas this year.
Billie McCandless: Cancel Christmas? Who do you think you are? God?
Walt McCandless: That's right! I'm God!