The Hunters Page #3

Hey, what is this? Look.

- Oh, that's awful.

- Does it look like me?

I mean it's cute.

I can't believe it.

Hey, what are you gonna do to me?

How about you?

Ah. The same one.

- The same one.

- The same?

Where is this guy?

I want another.

- Hey, I want another.

- Terrible fortune.

I don't think it works

that way. No no.

Well, ill omens

for the future, my dear.

And I had so many plans for us.

- Plans? Mm-hmm.

- Well yeah.

I got you a birthday present.

Come with me Sunday morning.

I will show you

the weirdest place.

- It could've been made just for you.

- Doesn't make sense.

But I can tell you

nothing more about it.

Okay, well,

I'll come with you on Sunday.

- Yeah?

- But you might wanna watch out,

because you might not

make it to this weekend

- 'cause... your omen.

- Oh right.

Fates.

They're watching you.

I'm scared.

It's okay,

'cause I got my bodyguard here.

He's pretty big.

Now you see?

There you go again.

You're not listening to me.

It's important that you listen to me.

You're spreading panic

with this missing persons bullshit.

I don't give a goddamn

what you think.

Think what you want, but...

you wanna know the truth?

You come down to the police station

and you look at the files.

They're open to you.

But I'm warning you...

you'd better think twice

before you start spreading bullshit,

or keep your pants zipped up.

You're gonna end up missing something

you're gonna need the rest

of your goddamn life.

Well, the good news is that they're not

busting our balls about Francois.

By the way,

you're picking him up in Irby.

It's downriver a little ways.

Not now, not now.

Yeah, l-l-l... I know the place.

I know the place.

Yeah? So? What?

What's wrong?

You know in the army I used to organize

commando missions...

- Yes. Yes.

- ...extractions, that kind of stuff.

- I was pretty good.

- Yeah?

So I thought

I'd make some proposals.

- What do you mean?

- Yeah, I brought you some maps here.

First possibility, Fort Goben,

about 20 miles from here.

Perfect location.

It's an old military building

abandoned by the local council.

No! Abso-goddamn-lutely not!

No! I said Irby,

it's gonna be Irby!

There's no discussion

about this.

- Come on.

- Sir, all due respect,

I already studied Irby

as a potential site.

It could be dangerous

if we have any problems.

It's a dead-end kind

of place. It's urban.

- I mean the fort on the other hand...

- Hey!

Now is this the way you did it

in the military, Le Saint?

Is this the way you did it?

You question orders

in the military, did you?

Well, let me

tell you something...

I tell you

to not go to the fort,

do not go to the goddamn fort!

You understand me?

You think I make this up?

You don't think

I have a reason?

Do you know what happens

at that fort on the weekend?

Do you? Huh?

No? No?

No, of course you don't.

You're not from around here.

Well, I am, so let me tell you.

Every weekend,

we've got casualties in there.

Faggots humping on each other.

We've got gang members

killing each other.

We've got drug dealers selling

crack cocaine in there,

because they don't think anybody

can see them. And here comes Le Saint.

Le Saint's trying to tell us

that's the place for the rendezvous.

Is that what you think?

Well, then don't think!

Just do what I said.

All right.

Sh*t. Le Saint,

listen to me.

Now listen to me.

Look at me and listen to me.

Francois is

gonna call you at 2:00

on your secure line.

You pick up the phone

and you go along

with what he says.

You understand? Now I'm leaving town.

I've got a plane to catch.

I can't stay around here

and babysit you through this thing.

This is your job.

Now you're on your own,

but you do what I said to do.

Come on!

Come on!

Move, man.

Hi.

Hey.

Here again?

- Yeah.

- How was your week?

I know. I can't wait

to sleep in on Sunday.

Oh yeah, sure.

- Sleep in.

- Mm-hmm.

I'd like to.

So this is a nice place, huh?

Many memories here.

My first kiss with a boy.

When I was 15, I won

a gold medal for dancing.

I remember

I was so stressed out.

I wanted my father

to be so proud of me.

Ah. Lucky girl.

Mine's never been proud

of anything with me.

So, Mr. Without-a-name,

what are you good at?

What I'm good at... yeah.

Salute.

Press-ups.

Hold a rifle.

- Sexy things, you know?

- Right.

I saw your tattoo.

Army, huh?

I'm jealous.

You must've been

so many places.

I've never been

anywhere but here.

It's not so bad

to be from somewhere.

At least you have roots,

friends, a life.

Well,

actually, I was going this way.

And I'm going this way.

Well...

I have something for you.

I got a few for my friends,

but perhaps you can tell me

if they're all right?

Do you like sweets?

Uh, yeah, I adore.

Thank you.

Mmm.

So?

So I'll tell you...

I can't let you bring

any of that stuff

to your friends.

It tastes too bad.

Yeah. I'll keep

the rest of it then.

- Oh right.

- Give it to me.

- Give it to me.

- No.

- No?

- Nuh-uh.

- Hmm?

- Hm-mmm.

I should... I should

probably grab this.

Hold on one second.

- Hello.

- Hey, babe, I thought you were dead.

Where are you?

Everybody's waiting.

I'm on my way.

I'll be there soon.

Later. Bye.

It's my birthday.

My friends planned

a party, so I should

probably get going.

But do you wanna come?

Well...

No no. No thanks.

I'm not a party guy, you know.

Bye, Alice.

Happy birthday.

Bye, stranger.

Yeah, five days

I've been waiting

for a special weapons

license and a car.

Yeah, I can't wait no more.

Whoa-ho-ho. Party time!

All hands on deck!

- Stay on channel 13.

- Sam! Sam!

- No time, buddy.

- Wait a second.

I've got a special assignment

from the chief.

You gotta sign these

two mission orders for me.

- Oh Jesus.

- Here you go.

- Where are you going?

- Nobody tell you?

Irby.

Irby?

Down the river?

- Yeah.

- That's where I'm going.

Not anymore.

Here's the first one.

There's been a serious

shoot-out down there, gang fight.

I guess they forgot

about us once again.

We're gonna have to go down

and remind them. Here's the second.

- So what am I gonna do?

- Well, that's your problem.

Go anywhere but there.

There's serious sh*t going down.

Okay, guys, let's go.

Boys, let's go!

- Hello?

- Yeah, it's Le Saint.

Give me the chief.

It's urgent.

Sorry, sir, he left 20 minutes ago.

He might already

be on the plane, but you can

try him on his cellphone.

- Yeah?

- I've been told to contact you.

- Yeah.

- You're Le Saint.

That's me.

- Francois, right?

- Yeah. Listen, I...

Listen, Francois.

Listen to me.

- You're gonna do exactly what I tell you.

- I'm listening.

So we'll meet tomorrow,

Saturday the 12th, 4:00 PM

at...

Fort Goben.

G-O-B-E-N.

Got it?

Kick it! Kick it hard!

That's the way!

Kick, bro! Kick!

Please!

Son of a b*tch.

- Scuba diving.

- Yeah, scuba diving.

Hey, taxi!

"We"? "Us"?

You've got to be kidding me.

You're not telling me you want

to get involved with Bernard's sh*t.

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