The Hunt

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THE HUN:

This film was shot on location at

a rabbit hunting preserve in...

the district of Sesea (Toledo) and in

the Town of Esquivias (Toledo, Spain)."

A day in the country and a little

exercise will do us good.

- What a day, Jos!

- Good day for rabbit hunting.

Easy, Cuca! My pretty one.

Easy.

Give me a hand here.

- Listen, what do we do with this?

- Leave it, no one will touch it.

You don't mind that I brought

my brother-in-law, do you?

He's always pestering

me about hunting.

If it wasn't for him, we'd have no Jeep.

He borrowed it from his father-in-law.

Not at all. On the contrary.

It's just that... who'd have guessed?

Together again after so much time.

With Arturo we'd be

the same old four.

Poor Arturo...

Don't know about you,

but I keep thinking of him.

Yes... that was a tragedy.

Jos, when was the last

time we saw each other?

I don't know.

Your wedding!

- Eight years, then.

- Eight years already?

- Quique, did you bring the radio?

- Yes.

- What will you have?

- Another cognac. How about you, Paco?

- Tea with lemon for me.

- Coffee and milk.

I can't drink cognac, especially

at this time of day.

- Bring me a gin.

- With Coke or some other crap.

Cognac gets to my head.

By the third glass,

I'm ready to sleep.

- Gin, on the other hand...

- That's the strontium, the radiations.

We were brought up with cognac.

Isn't that right, Paco?

- What?

- That we were brought up with cognac.

You most of all.

- How's your life, Luis?

- Nothing special.

A bit older... and with Jose,

as always.

And how is Luca?

Didn't you know?

Can you think of anyone else

who can stand Luis other than me?

- Who is the tea for?

- For me.

Cognac.

I didn't know, I'm sorry.

No need to apologize,

it's all in the past.

Do you have a family?

A boy.

Look!

What do you think,

of my cousin, sir?

Don't sir me, I'm not that old.

Good looking boy.

Are you ill?

As usual, it's my stomach.

It's starting to bother me.

He looks just like your wife.

Let's go! Let's make

the best of the day.

I'm going to have another cognac,

if you don't mind.

Have 1,000 for all I care. Or stay here

and we'll get you on the way back.

- What do I owe you?

- 58 pesetas.

Don't mind him. Whenever he

wakes up early he gets like this.

He's changed since he hooked

up with that woman.

- No imagination.

- Hooked up with whom?

Don't you know?

Remember Maribel?

Maribel? With Maribel?

Jose is something else!

- What about Ana and the kids?

- He's asked for a separation.

I myself advised him to do it,

for the good of both of them.

It's always the same.

In the beginning, all's fine...

then the man goes one way,

and the woman another way...

until the moment

when it goes crack.

The same old story... we're never

happy with what we have.

But... Maribel is

not right for Jose.

We'll see.

Quiet, Cuca!

Strange.

It's nice here. We'll

have a fantastic day.

- Where will we hunt?

- You're already dying to shoot!

Juan. Juan!

How strange! Where's he gone?

I'll be up soon, darling. Did you

bring the milk for the animals?

I'm looking for Juan the keeper.

Do you know where he is?

They spend the day sleeping

and stirring nervously.

If you see him, tell him we're down

at the river, by the caves.

That he should come down

as soon as he gets here.

- Who are you?

- Don Jos.

Have you seen my granddaughter?

She has to bring milk for the critters.

They're going crazy, and one

of them will escape.

Where's your granddaughter?

I'll go with you, and we'll

take the critters.

What... you? No.

Just stay in bed.

If you see your son just tell him

we're here and to come and get us.

Easy! Easy... does it.

Come here.

Don't get nervous.

Listen! You must know where Juan is.

Yes, sir. He's with the lambs,

but he'll be back soon.

As soon as gets here, tell him

to go down and look for us.

The old lady inside said something

about milk for the ferrets.

Don't mind her. She's always going

about the same thing, all day long.

Let's get everything prepared.

We can hunt with the ferrets

in the afternoon.

- Go, donkey!

- What are you doing?

- Come on...

- You! Stop fooling around.

Break your neck, that's all we need!

I'll fall, keep still! Jose!

I'm going to fall, Jose.

I don't trust this critter!

Come, Jose!

You're younger than me

and already wasted.

We'll see how that wound heals...

You've got water rather than blood.

Don't kid yourself. If I'd come down by

myself, this wouldn't have happened.

- Did you bring the first aid kit?

- Don't know... it's below the...

You're off to a bad start.

What got into you?

What a way to drive!

Incredible!

Paco knows a lot about driving.

Have you told your brother in law

that you used to be a truck driver?

A truck driver?

When was that?

A long time ago.

- Did you bring the kit?

- Look under the seat.

I think I left it there.

Do you like the place?

Were you in the war?

A lot of people died here.

A whole lot.

And now it's just the holes.

It's a good place to kill.

- You knew this place, didn't you Paco?

- Long time ago, I didn't remember it.

That time we were further down.

Let's get the stuff out.

All right.

Are there really rabbits here?

Look, see those holes?

They're burrows.

If you had asked Juan...

he'd have said that

those are warrens...

something like a rabbit city.

Jose, are you sure you

brought the first aid kit?

Are you still in the car? Come

down and help us unpack.

And how do I heal my finger?

How should I know?

Let's hope nothing got broken.

With that driving style of yours...

Did you see this?

Don't worry, it doesn't matter.

Come on down already, Luis!

You don't want to stay there all day.

- Whose is this?

- Mine.

To a good hunter, rabbit hunting

is meaningless.

A harmless critter that's

just trying to hide.

There's no room for the weak in life.

No room for the weak or the idiots.

It's the law of nature.

- You don't mean that.

- Luis is right about the hunting...

The rabbit gets few chances

to defend itself.

The more an enemy can defend himself,

the nicer the hunt is.

It's a power to power struggle.

That's why someone said that

man-hunt is the best hunt.

What are you saying?

Hunting is like everything else,

the big fish eats the little fish.

That depends, sometimes the opposite

happens. Consider the piranhas.

- What are those?

- Tell him. He knows about such stuff.

He's been reading paperbacks

about Martians.

Piranhas are a type of carnivorous

fish in the Amazon.

When they smell blood, they attack in

mass and can devour an ox or a person...

in a jiffy. Just the

bones are left.

With women like these, it's easy to

understand Luis' piranhas story.

I'd let them eat me any time, Jose!

I prefer flesh and blood women.

Wow!

You could have warned us, Luis.

Good shot! Where did you

learn to shoot like that?

- Why don't you monkey around some more?

- Watch out, it's hot.

- Nice gun!

- Are you really going to use that gun?

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