Killing Season Page #2

For the true hunter.

It's too late for me now.

Oh, come on.

You know,

you did not have aspirin today, okay?

So, do not think

of it as a drink.

Think of it

as pain killer.

I always drink

with friend.

Never alone.

I have many rules,

most I break.

But never that one.

So, Zivjeli.

Live long.

Zivjeli.

[Laughing]

(Emil) I'm telling you,

these women are beautiful.

They f*** all night,

I'm not kidding you.

Okay, now, your turn.

You tell me stories.

War stories. I want to hear this.

War stories?

Yes.

Most of those aren't true.

Most, but some. Ones that are,

why would anyone want to talk about it?

How else do you

keep the best life?

The past is dead.

Let's keep it that way.

No, see,

now I see the difference between you and me.

You drink

to forget the past,

I drink to remember.

I don't remember much,

but this I do remember.

The more booze

you brought over there,

there was plenty of blood.

To the war.

Oh, come on, Benjamin.

Is there not anything

you missed about the war?

Only to not miss it.

But why you say this?

It was nothing but like

cakewalk for you, no?

You don't have any idea what

the war was like for me, buddy.

I misspoke.

What I simply meant is that most American soldiers

did nothing more

but lob missiles into Bosnia

from the safety of ships

floating in the Mediterranean.

Most, not all.

Three drinks.

Say again?

My people say

we love Americans

for three drinks,

but we've had five.

And I still love you.

[Laughs]

Hey. Come on.

Let's have six.

Maybe seven.

Two more, we'll forget

we even had this conversation.

Then Billy Joe reached

for his gun to draw

But the stranger drew his gun

and fired before he even saw

As Billy Joe

fell to the floor

the crowd

all gathered round

And wondered

at his final words

Don't take your guns

to town, son

Leave your guns

at home, Bill

Don't take your guns to town

To the man in black.

Love this f***ing song.

[Groans]

What?

The shooting pain?

Shrapnel,

finding its way out.

Why don't you

just get this removed?

Well, doctor says my choice.

I hate hospitals anyway.

Maybe you like pain.

Sometimes things

become part of you.

Whether you like it or not.

What is this?

Is this a picture of baby?

My grandson gets

baptized tomorrow morning.

I don't think

I'm going to make it.

I haven't even met the kid yet.

Yeah, but, you know,

he sent this invitation,

I'm sure

he wants you to go.

Well, my wife,

well, my ex-wife,

she's going to bring her new-- hell, I say new,

but she's been married,

what, going on 20 years now.

And you know the kicker?

Kicker? What's "kicker?"

Surprise.

Surprise, yes.

The new guy, he was

best man at our wedding.

Oh, mother f***er.

You're kidding.

Yup.

He's all right.

He ain't a bad guy.

He's been there for my son.

He's been actually more

of a father than I have.

I've been, you know,

away and here and there.

You know, just...

[mumbling]

Oh, come on, Ben.

Let me read something for you.

You test my German. Okay.

It is the hunter's honor

that he protects

and preserves his game,

hunts sportsmanlike,

and honors the creator

and his creatures.

[Laughs]

Benjamin, did you honor

the creator in him?

I didn't kill him.

You didn't?

I haven't killed anything in 20 years.

You're joking.

No. Everything you see here inside, outside,

all bullshit. Bullshit, what do you mean--

Everything here,

bullshit car,

bullshit house,

bullshit fiberglass bow,

bullshit heads on a wall, it's all bullshit.

Come on, I would love to have this.

Want to hear

something pathetic?

This was all here when I bought this place.

You're joking.

No. Furnished with rustic interior design elements.

Oh, my God.

That's what the listing said. That's it.

It's all bullshit. That is not the man you are.

I mean I grew up in a place like this,

but not as big

and actually not as fancy,

but it was, you know,

it was the real deal, mountains, trees,

hung out with my dad.

Hey, I'll show you something.

You'll get a kick out of this.

That was my dad's.

What is this?

Silver star

for gallantry in action.

But does he have some war stories to tell, huh?

Oh, yeah.

I fought three different wars,

four different countries,

still couldn't get

one of these.

Really?

No prize for Ben.

That's not good.

All the good things you did,

you know, why not--

I remember the first time

we went hunting,

I told him

I wanted to use his bow.

He said,

"You're not strong enough to draw the string back."

He taught you

how to use this bow.

Yeah, he taught me how to make a bow.

Oh, make a bow.

He could do anything with his hands.

Oh, yeah, he was... Whoa.

He could do it all.

I hit something

the first time out,

medium sized bow,

right in the heart.

"Eagle eye," that's

what my dad called me.

Ah, Eagle eye.

Yeah. [Chuckles]

Okay, you know...

It's time for me to be roughing it again.

Are you sure?

I've got a spare room in the back-- No, you have

been very kind, you've been very generous.

My offer still stands,

tomorrow at dawn,

the west fork,

and I'll tell you what.

I even give you the first shot.

I appreciate it.

I got lots of things to do tomorrow.

Nice to have you over.

You get good sleep.

You think about it.

Maybe you change

your mind.

My thanks to you.

Thank you.

Okay. Goodnight, Benjamin.

You too, you too.

Have a good sleep.

You too, Emil.

(Ben)

Careful, it's slippery.

(Emil)

So, how do you feel?

(Ben) Got a hangover,

bouncing back.

(Emil)

Not so much for me.

(Ben) You're used to it,

I'm sure.

(Emil) Mountainman, Davy Crockett.

(Ben) You know that?

(Emil) I do.

(Ben) You heard over there?

(Emil) As a boy.

You are Davy Crockett.

I never go this way.

(Ben) Mountainmen.

You go up

in the meadow over there.

I've had good luck there.

I'm going up to the deer stand.

Take this.

It's voice activated. Channel three.

Put it on channel three.

Testing. Testing.

One, two. One, two.

It's good stuff.

Testing. Testing.

Did you ever hear the one

about this old Italian guy

wants to confess

to local padre?

So he slides open the little door in the confessional.

He says, "Father,

forgive me for I have sinned.

"Back during the war,

there was this beautiful woman.

"She came to my house and asked

me to protect her from the Nazis.

"So I hid her up my attic."

The priest says,

"That's a wonderful thing you did, my son.

"There's no need to confess."

And the old man says,

"But it gets worse.

"She started to repay me with

sexual favors like blowj*bs."

[Static]

So the priest says, "Fear not,

my son, war makes sinners of us all.

"You are forgiven."

The old man says,

"Well, that's a great burden

off my mind. A great burden.

"But I have one more question."

(Emil) Do you see him?

Do you have a shot?

Yeah, I'll try.

(Emil)

Take him.

He's nothing

but a bag of meat

and flesh and tendon.

Put him out

of his misery.

Take the shot,

Eagle Eye.

You want him, he's yours.

(Emil)

I know.

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