Sven and Ole are out in the Minnesota woods, hunting and they become hopelessly lost. Ole tells his pal that they should not walk around but stay in one spot and shoot into the air in the hopes that someone will come and rescue them. Sven shoots into the air and they wait, but nothing happens. They both shoot into the air and wait with the same results...nothing. They do this a third time and wait and wait, but no one comes and it's getting cold and dark. "Vell, Ole", says Sven, "I shore hope someone is comin', cause ve are runnin, out of arrows".