Charles Morse: We're all put to the test... but it never comes in the form or at the point we would prefer, does it?
Stephen: A good plan today is better than a perfect plan tomorrow.
Charles Morse: Today, I'm-a-gonna-kill the mutha fucka.
Charles Morse: Never feel sorry for a man who owns a plane.
Reporter #1: Mr. Morse, what happened to your friends?
Reporter #2: How did they die?
Charles Morse: They died... saving my life.
Charles Morse: What one man can do, another can do.
Charles Morse: I once read an interesting bit. Most people who die in the woods die of shame.
Charles Morse: Why is the rabbit unafraid?
Styles: 'Cause he's smarter than the panther.
Charles Morse: You saved me.
Robert Green: Get over it, Charles - I just need you to navigate.
Charles Morse: You saved my life.
Robert Green: Well, I couldn't kill you with Stephen around. I'd have to kill him too, and he's the only one that knows how I like my coffee.
Charles Morse: Come on, you saved my life.
Robert Green: Buy me something nice when we get home.
Charles Morse: How'd you like your coffee?
Robert Green: Huh. I like my coffee like I like my women.
Stephen: Bitter and murky.
Answer: That would only work when the sun is visible. In Alaska there are frequent rainy and overcast days where the sun is completely blocked by heavy clouds, making a precise directional determination difficult, if not impossible.
raywest ★
They could see the sun; it was a sunny day after the crash, and the next day they were able to see the North Star. To begin with, they had great visibility, and it seemed easy enough to find a mountain peak or pass to use as a quick reference.