Carine McCandless:
[voice-over] The year Chris graduated high school,
he bought the Datsun used and drove it cross-country. He stayed away
most of the summer. As soon as I heard he was home, I ran into his room
to talk to him. In California, he'd looked up some old family friends.
He discovered that our parents' stories of how they fell in love and got
married were calculated lies masking an ugly truth. When they met, Dad
was already married. And even after Chris was born, Dad had had another
son with his first wife, Marcia, to whom he was still legally married.
This fact suddenly redefined Chris and me as bastard children. Dad's
arrogance made him conveniently oblivious to the pain he caused. And
Mom, in the shame and embarassment of a young mistress, became his
accomplice in deceit. The fragility of crystal is not a weakness but a
fineness. My parents understood that a fine crystal glass had to be
cared for or it may be shattered. But when it came to my brother, they
did not seem to know or care that their course of secret action brought
the kind of devastation that could cut them. Their fraudulent marriage
and our father's denial of his other son was, for Chris, a murder of
every day's truth. He felt his whole life turn, like a river suddenly
reversing the direction of its flow, suddenly running uphill. These
revelations struck at the core of Chris' sense of identity. They made
his entire childhood seem like fiction. Chris never told them he knew
and made me promise silence, as well.
I took these qouts from his book , cause I became interested about him
life for me he’s hero ,
He lived the ultimate
freedome ,
Christopher McCandless: I read somewhere... how important it is in life not
necessarily to be strong... but to feel strong.
Christopher McCandless: I'm going to paraphrase Thoreau here... rather than love,
than money, than faith, than fame, than fairness... give me truth.
Christopher McCandless: Some people feel like they don't deserve love. They walk
away quietly into empty spaces, trying to close the gaps of the past.
Christopher McCandless: I'm supertramp.
Christopher McCandless:
and you're super apple!
Christopher McCandless: If we admit that human life can be ruled by reason, then
all possibility of life is destroyed.
Christopher McCandless: The core of mans' spirit comes from new experiences.
Christopher McCandless: What if I were smiling and running into your arms? Would
you see then what I see now?
Ranger Steve Koehler: Next available is May 17, 2003.
Christopher McCandless:
12 years? Twelve years - to paddle down a river?
Ron Franz: I'm going to miss you when you go.
Christopher McCandless:
I will miss you too, but you are wrong if you think that the joy of life comes
principally from the joy of human relationships. God's place is all around us,
it is in everything and in anything we can experience. People just need to
change the way they look at things.
Ron Franz: Yeah. I am
going to take stock of that. You know I am. I want to tell you something. From
bits and pieces of what you have told me about your family, your mother and
your dad... And I know you have problems with the church too... But there is
some kind of bigger thing that we can all appreciate and it sounds to me you
don't mind calling it God. But when you forgive, you love. And when you love,
God's light shines through you.
Christopher McCandless:
Holy shit!
Christopher McCandless: Mr. Franz I think careers are a 20th century invention and
I don't want one.
Christopher McCandless: When you want something in life, you just gotta reach out
and grab it.
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?
Christopher McCandless: [written into book] Happiness only real when
shared.
Christopher McCandless: You are the apple of my eye.
Wayne Westerberg: Outdoorsman. What's your fascination with all that stuff?
Christopher McCandless: I'm going to Alaska.
Wayne Westerberg: Alaska, Alaska? Or city Alaska? Because they do have markets in Alaska. The city of Alaska. Not in Alaska. In the city of Alaska, they have markets.
Christopher McCandless: No, man. Alaska, Alaska. I'm gonna be all the way out there, all the way fucking out there. Just on my own. You know, no fucking watch, no map, no axe, no nothing. No nothing. Just be out there. Just be out there in it. You know, big mountains, rivers, sky, game. Just be out there in it, you know? In the wild.
Wayne Westerberg: In the wild.
Christopher McCandless: Just wild!
Wayne Westerberg: Yeah. What are you doing when we're there? Now you're in the wild, what are we doing?
Christopher McCandless: You're just living, man. You're just there, in that moment, in that special place and time. Maybe when I get back, I can write a book about my travels.
Wayne Westerberg: Yeah. Why not?
Christopher McCandless: You know, about getting out of this sick society. Society!
Wayne Westerberg: [coughs] Society! Society!
Christopher McCandless: Society, man! You know, society! Cause, you know what I don't understand? I don't understand why people, why every fucking person is so bad to each other so fucking often. It doesn't make sense to me. Judgment. Control. All that, the whole spectrum. Well, it just...
Wayne Westerberg: What "people" we talking about?
Christopher McCandless: You know, parents, hypocrites, politicians, pricks.
Wayne Westerberg: [taps Chris' head] This is a mistake. It's a mistake to get too deep into all that kind of stuff. Alex, you're a hell of a young guy, a hell of a young guy. But I promise you this. You're a young guy! Can't be juggling blood and fire all the time!
Christopher McCandless: You don't need human relationships to be happy, God has
placed it all around us.
Christopher
McCandless: The sea's only gifts are harsh blows, and occasionally the
chance to feel strong. Now I don't know much about the sea, but I do know that
that's the way it is here. And I also know how important it is in life not
necessarily to be strong but to feel strong. To measure yourself at least once.
To find yourself at least once in the most ancient of human conditions. Facing
the blind death stone alone, with nothing to help you but your hands and your
own head.
Christopher
McCandless: The freedom and simple beauty is too good to pass up...
Title card; There is a pleasure in the pathless woods; /
There is a rapture on the lonely shore; / There is society, where none
intrudes, / By the deep sea, and music in its roar; / I love not man the less,
but Nature more... / - Lord Byron
[first lines]
Christopher
McCandless: Mom! Mom! Help me
[last lines]
Christopher McCandless: What if I were smiling and running into your arms? Would you see then what I see now?
Christopher McCandless: What if I were smiling and running into your arms? Would you see then what I see now?
Title Card:
In memory / Christopher Johnson McCandless / February 12, 1968 - August 18, 1992
Title Card: Two weeks after Chris's death, moose hunters discovered his body in the bus.
[This self-portrait was found undeveloped in his camera]
Title Card: On September 19, 1992, Carine McCandless flew with her brother's ashes from Alaska to the eastern seaboard. She carried them with her on the plane... in her backpack.
Title Card: The filmmakers thank Jon Krakauer for his guidance and gratefully acknowledge Walt, Billie, Carine and the entire McCandless family for their brave support in the making of this film.
Title Card: Two weeks after Chris's death, moose hunters discovered his body in the bus.
[This self-portrait was found undeveloped in his camera]
Title Card: On September 19, 1992, Carine McCandless flew with her brother's ashes from Alaska to the eastern seaboard. She carried them with her on the plane... in her backpack.
Title Card: The filmmakers thank Jon Krakauer for his guidance and gratefully acknowledge Walt, Billie, Carine and the entire McCandless family for their brave support in the making of this film.
i tried only to copy a small part of christophers journey' thanks chris
for inspiring me for me i learned a lot of thins from you rest i peace
chris ,noureddien
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