The Aura Page #2

- No one ever goes there.

- That's exactly why we're going there.

I wanted to rent a rifle for

my friend but now we're too far away.

- Can you rent us one?

- Yes...

Do you want to see them?

Come with me.

Now you've got a gun.

Friday

Stay close. If we get separated,

you won't know how to get back.

You walk 4 or 4 km west to get

to the river, then you turn right,

go 2 km more. That's where we

left the jeep, past the clearing.

- I know perfectly well how to get back.

- You're a real woodsman...

Good spatial memory.

I've always had it, even as a kid.

I never get lost.

You have to have one skill

to make up for the rest.

- That was on purpose, wasn't it?

- No.

You did that on purpose!

You didn't want me to kill it.

What's wrong with you, you jerk?

You're the master criminal, but

you can't bear to see an animal's blood?

I must be a jerk too.

Why the f*** did I bring you along?

Come on, d*ckhead.

Let's go. It's too late for deer now.

What's wrong with you?

You don't know me.

What?

You're going to hunt?

You're going to hunt a deer?

You're going to aim at it?

Shoot it?

You're going to kill it? Well,

go on then you prick, show me.

Leave me alone.

But watch out. When you kill it,

it's all over.

No more fauns, no more forest,

no more nothing.

You're really going to kill a deer?

You've got to have a lot

of balls to do that, you know?

What kind of balls?

The same kind you need to beat

the sh*t out of your wife...

and ruin her life?

HUNTING LICENSE:

CARLOS DIETRICH:

Are you leaving too?

What?

Your friend's going.

He's already paid the bill.

He's packing.

Are you leaving too?

I'm not sure.

I have to talk to him.

You made it, then?

I'm going back.

Marta's in the hospital.

Who?

My wife, a**hole.

The one whose life I ruined.

She mixed sleeping pills

with alcohol.

Not enough to kill herself, but

enough to keep pissing me off.

What are you going to do?

Here's your ticket,

I'll take the jeep.

- Don't worry.

- I won't.

Did you hunt anything?

Come on. I haven't got time.

Wait a second.

- Ouch!

- Just stay still!

I'm almost done.

Where is he?

I don't know where he is.

Where is he, Julio?

- Gently!

- When's he going to come?

I don't know.

- He's got some other place, hasn't he?

- Another place?

Some other house.

Where he hides away,

- You're crazy.

- Don't f*** with me.

Where's the 14 point stag?

He hunted it, he took photos, he had it

stuffed but he never brought it home.

- What did he do, eat it?

- I don't know.

Why do you care?

You just want to get out of here.

I know. But there's work to do

and I end up doing it.

Well, then call him! I don't know,

leave him a message!

Don't bust my balls!

- I just want to know where he is.

- He'll be back soon.

You've already put up with so

much. It's just one more weekend.

- What?

- Nothing.

- What did you say?

- Nothing.

- What's happening this weekend?

- Nothing, forget it.

- Tell me!

- I told you, nothing!

Come here, let me finish...

Julio!

Dietrich?

Yes?

Dietrich. We're here to see him.

He's not here.

May I sit down?

He told us to come now....

Today.

- How far have we driven?

- 800 km.

He told us to come at this time.

Where is he?

I'm sure he'll be back

any minute now.

He told me he was expecting

people. Expecting you.

- And he said he liked the idea...

- You're the kid.

- The brother-in-law.

- Yes.

We'll come back tomorrow.

He should be back tomorrow.

- There's room if you want to stay...

- We'll be back tomorrow.

Julio...

Julio!

Have you decided what you're

going to do, then?

I thought I'd stay

a bit longer.

Dietrich, it's Vega.

It's about Cerro Verde.

We have to talk.

I'll call you later.

Vega again.

#Listen.

I know what you told me, but I've

got to do the Cerro Verde job.

I tried to get out of it,

but they got nervous here.

Started asking questions.

And we don't want that.

Anyway, it's an easy job.

Saturday morning - hardly

anyone's around.

Not much security.

It'll be easy.

Monday we'll do our job.

It'll be fine.

And I've already got the key.

It wasn't easy, but I got it back.

Don't bust my balls,

it's hanging around my neck.

I'm not going to lose it this time.

OK, I'll call you when I can.

Bye.

Saturday

The next time I see him

on my land, day or night...

I swear on my kids' lives

I'll kill him.

Talk to my husband, it's his dog.

Some animal is killing his sheep.

He says it's our dog.

And is it?

Lucky you turned up.

He only comes

when my husband's not here.

- Do you want a coffee?

- No, thanks.

Actually, I need a car.

If you know anyone...

For how long?

I don't know...

a couple of days.

I can give you my pick-up,

it's that one behind the cabin.

I don't want to leave

you without a car.

No, don't worry.

If I need it, I'll let you know.

- You've got a license, haven't you?

- No...

But I'm a good driver. I've been

driving since I was a kid.

So?

I'm epileptic.

Is that why they won't

give you a license?

They say you could have

a fit while you're driving.

Could you?

It's never happened to me.

But if that's a problem, I understand.

No.

What are they like?

The fits I mean.

Do they hurt?

No...

No, they don't hurt.

And do they come on

all of a sudden?

Well, no...

A few seconds before it happens

I know I'm going to have an attack.

There's a moment... a shift...

The doctors call it an aura.

Things suddenly change.

It's as if...

as if everything stopped,

and a door opened in your head,

that lets things in.

What things?

Sounds...

Music... Voices...

Images...

Smells...

The smell of school,

of kitchen, of family...

It tells me the fit is coming

and there's nothing you can do...

to stop it... nothing.

It's horrible...

And it's perfect...

because during those

few seconds, you're free...

There's no choice,

there's no alternative,

nothing for you to decide.

Everything tightens up,

gets narrower...

And you surrender yourself.

There's a place I heard about...

I'd like to go to.

Maybe you know it,

Cerro Verde?

Cerro Verde. Yes, but it's not

a tourist spot, it's a factory.

It's on the north side of town.

I must have got it wrong.

Thanks anyway.

Get out of here!

Go on!

Away!

Get away, I said.

Away.

Urien, 10/4, $67.000

...one driver and one guard...

Don't forget the third man.

Turco's number.

Montero - Sosa.

Is Julio coming?

Talk to Vega.

Every monday.

Armoured cash transport.

Crew:
Driver and Guard.

Get in.

Get in... come on...

Excuse me sir,

no entry without a tie.

What do you mean, without a tie?

That's the house rule.

Black, 33.

Red, 30.

The third dozen.

Now it's the third dozen,

first column.

Then the first dozen,

second column,

second dozen, third column,

and so on.

Come on, I'll buy you a drink.

It's on the house. Come on.

Nice chips.

Blue and orange.

The casino doesn't

use them anymore.

- What?

- Took them out of circulation.

But since some customers

still have them...

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