it's open season. let's shoot her.
goddamn bambi-rat!
ain't no mystery to it. she's raised in them shanties off st. luc. dirt-poor.
sir, may i help -- ?
so, i think i got it part-way figured. you want to hear it?
so grant -- i mean, we're saying this is grant, right?
grant kills a cow right about here. see there's the blood, musta slit its neck.
so he drags the cow backwards here. only he prolly didn't know 'bout the castavets had them dogs.
so the dogs attacked, somehow he slew 'em all, and he stole off with the cow into the forest.
you seen this guy, you'd wished they was.
we ain't never gonna find that girl now.
bill!!
think he's inside?
is he alive?
praise jesus.
that's a long ways. them worms are out there.
wally?
you all right?
maybe you better sit back down. you don't look so good.
now, what'd i say?! y'all just sit down! you need to get some goddamn rest! you're sick!
it burns!!
what'd you do to my fuckin' hand?!