The Hunt Page #3

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saved from destruction.

"An acre, a square mile.

Thousands of miles apart."

So what?

Juan! Is there enough bread?

- Two loaves.

- Not enough.

We'd better drive to the town

to get some more.

We'll need it in the afternoon.

You sure it's bread we need?

- Paco, can I take the Jeep?

- Sure, take it.

- Enrique!

- What?

Let's go, you can

take pictures in town.

Fine, as you wish.

Here, Carmen.

I'll make some more when I get back.

You look good in the picture.

See you later.

Look at the pretty photo, uncle.

I'm getting old for this.

Too much.

May I?

You're getting old, Jose.

Who does she remind you of?

Let's see... I don't know.

- I don't know. Margarita?

- No, no.

- Maybe Mercedes, the one that

left for Italy... - Not either.

This one hasn't gone anywhere.

You really don't know

who she resembles?

Maribel... Well, not

a big resemblance.

But it's the same expression.

The eyes, the smile.

- I can't remember the rest.

- Maribel?

Who told you? Luis, that idiot.

Don't you carry a picture of her?

Not bad, not bad at all.

You're lucky.

A young girl like that at your age.

- Don't you think they look alike?

- Yeah, sure, sure.

Whatever, but I like her.

A little less hot and it would

have been a perfect day.

Yes, give me some.

What are you looking at?

He dries them, then sells them

and gets a few bucks.

The rabbit industry.

All parts are useful.

It's all right.

We'll roast with this sun.

I'll show you something. It's

a secret hidden in the bushes.

Nobody knows, not even Juan.

And we'll go for a stroll.

Good idea. I can't stand

it here much longer.

What are those pills you're taking?

I've had pains ever since I got shot.

But what are they?

They don't do me any good anymore.

- I also like sci-fi novels.

- Really?

Which ones do you like?

I don't know, can't remember now.

There's a lot of crap. Except Bradbury,

Wyndham, Asimov and some other.

- And what do you do?

- I work with Paco and my father.

How long have you been Paco's friend?

Years. He used to drive a

truck when we met him.

And he owes it all to Jose, who

took him away from trucking.

We had a business together...

that's how we met.

And Arturo.

- Arturo's the one that died, right?

- Hey, kid, is this an interrogation?

Sorry.

A drink?

- Do you know Paco well?

- I don't know.

You don't know him.

And neither does Jose.

Only I know him well.

Your father's got money, right?

It looks that way.

He's always known how to make

the best out of opportunities.

"Flying peseta, stop your flight"

Things are not so good

for me this year, Paco.

The separation from my wife is

costing me a fortune...

and business is not good.

It's too hot. Come on, let's

take a look at your secret.

We'll talk later.

What's wrong? It won't open?

Somebody must have messed with this.

What do you have hidden there? You

didn't build an atomic shelter, did you?

Nobody knows it's here. I found it

years ago and left it as it was.

Got really scared at the time.

You'll be the first one to see it.

Why don't you bury it for God's sake?

Burial will not do it any good now.

When did you start

collecting the dead?

I can't stand a minute longer in here!

- I wouldn't mind spending the rest

of my life here. - Here?

When I saw you the other day it felt

like Providence. And I said to myself:

"Paco can help me like

I helped him once."

I don't like to abuse a friendship,

but now I really need a favor.

I need money.

I wouldn't ask if it wasn't

a real emergency.

- How much do you need?

- Half a million.

We always need protection and help.

You can't be by yourself in the world.

Actually, we all depend on someone.

I, for example, depend on Jose.

You might depend on your father,

Paco, your sister...

- I don't depend on anybody.

- Good for you, boy.

You might be the only one.

How many humiliations

have you had in life?

Here.

But you and I are friends, Paco.

Money is one thing,

friendship another.

Don't turn a friendship

into merchandise.

I can't give you money,

it's impossible.

- If you need a job, I can get you one.

- A job?

What kind of job could you get me?

From the moment I saw you, I knew

you were a different person.

That might be, Jose. It might just be.

We've all changed in all these years.

And you? Haven't you changed?

You bring me hunting and remind me

of our friendship every five minutes!

And for what? Is that your

system to get money?

Listen, Jose. I owe you nothing!

If you helped me once it was because

there was something in it for you.

I won't have you insulting me, Paco.

I'm warning you that I won't have it.

We've gotten nervous foolishly.

I didn't mean to insult you.

Really.

Forgive me.

It doesn't matter. I swear I'll never

mention the subject again.

Forget it.

"Hold it tight.

"Mara, bring the tools to

skin the animal.

"Coming, there's no rush.

"Las year's lamb was better looking.

"This one isn't half bad.

"Come on, hurry up, let's finish it."

Come in, please.

- What do you want?

- A couple of loaves of bread.

Wait a minute, I'll be right with you.

- Hi, good afternoon.

- Good afternoon.

Take the skin.

"He looks like a criminal

with that knife.

"How many times have

I been humiliated?

"Not once.

"I had never thought about it.

"What is Paco really like?

"He seemed different today.

"Something's up with him

and Jose, that's for sure."

Tell me about Paco.

He's smart and knows what he's doing.

In that sense he's not like Jose,

who has his defects.

Who doesn't? But he's generous.

Though sometimes...

Paco married your sister. Why?

Surely because she had money.

Paco's like that...

When he has a friend, it's to see

what he can get out of it.

I didn't think of him that way.

Stay close to Paco. That's

what's best for you.

Everything I've said is just advice.

It's just between you and I.

This is ready.

Come with me.

"Mother, help me take

this to the pantry.

"And you too, grandma, come on.

"Let's hurry."

Look what Luis bought.

For target practice. He says

rabbits bore him.

We've been talking about you.

- Luis told me things about the

time you met. - Right.

So what did he tell you?

What did Jose want? It's clear you sent

us to town so that you could talk.

He had a business proposal,

but we're not interested.

We can't have secret between us.

And I always do what's best for us.

What did Paco say?

I think I have a right

to know, don't I?

All said and done,

I'm still your partner.

Leave me alone!

You never tell me anything. I always

have to find out through others.

- Who was Arturo?

- Arturo?

- What did Luis say?

- Nothing, that's why I'm asking.

What's Arturo got to do with it?

He was our partner.

When I left, he split as well.

He then worked at some company.

He embezzled some money and,

when found out, killed himself.

- Killed himself? - Be careful with Luis.

He likes to muddle up things.

Not bad.

Very good.

Look, move your arms.

Arms together, close to

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