Hunted (2022) Movie Script

We're gonna be late.
We'll be right back.
God forbid college boy
gets his hands dirty.
- He probably has
homework to do.
See anything, you
know the score.
Guard dog, guard dog!
Get it off, get it off!
Hello, hello, gorgeous.
Ugh, I hate dogs.
What you doing?
Let's just get it done.
Who buys junk like this?
Rich pricks.
More money than sense.
What you doing?
We're here for the
painting, nothing else.
Go see where Leon is.
That's worth 25k?
That's what we'll get.
Worth 10 times for
the right buyer.
Bag it up.
Oh, shit!
They're back.
The fam is back.
Gig's up, go, go, go!
I knew we'd be late.
It's upstairs, I think.
That woman
would forget her head
if it wasn't screwed on.
Good girl, come
on, in the kitchen.
Come on.
Actually, it's
in the sitting room.
That shit was close.
It's self-defense.
Not when you're in
their house, it's not.
Way I see it, it's a choice
between knocking some
chump on the head
or doing a stretch.
Ain't no choice at all.
My gig, my rules.
If you don't like
them, you can walk.
Someone get
this thing off me!
We good?
Now I'm good.
Get us of here, bro.
French, 19th century.
The lizard represents
new beginnings,
a shedding of old habits.
A symbol.
A symbol of a true survivor.
It teaches us that
we can be transformed
and transcend our wounds.
You'll have them shipped
to the usual address?
Of course.
A pleasure doing
business with you.
What's her problem?
They fear what they
don't understand.
Is that for me, Charlie?
It's Chaz.
Ottoman Warriors.
Mid 18th century.
I do have more work
I could put your way.
- Not interested?
- Are you sure?
- What's the gig?
- This is easy money.
- We're done.
- See, you later, old man.
Yeah, what was that?
- Shut up.
- That is a total fluke, man.
Are you joking?
Nice one, man.
Yes, my friend.
The old man say anything
about the next gig?
- Yeah, I turned it down.
- Look, this was only ever
about putting my
brother through uni.
You two knew that.
This money's going to get him
through uni debt free.
Get him off the manor for good.
- Yeah, and what about us?
- You ain't my
responsibility, Vix.
- I can't believe
you're shutting us down, man.
We got a good thing going here,
something we're good at.
- You could get a job.
- What, go legit?
Doing what?
Fucking zero-hour contracts?
I'd rather be a thief
than work for one.
So that's that.
After all, we've been through?
I thought we were blood.
- What, you agree with her?
- He said it would
be easy money.
Yeah, easy by him,
we take all the risk.
Look, you're supposed
to be the smart one.
You're better than this.
Better than us.
- I'm not better than anyone.
- So what you saying?
- I'm saying we do the gig.
We get the money and we
move off the manor together.
- Come on, man, let's do this.
All right, knobhead?
So what is a
ceremonial hunting knife?
- What do you think it is?
It's a knife used in a ceremony.
- Okay, then what's a ceremony.
- How long you lived
in this country?
You still dunno what it means.
- It's a special occasion,
like a wedding.
- Then why I call
it a wedding knife?
- Does that look like
it's used to cut a cake.
It's an antique, you div.
- It's a wedge in
your pocket, Tod.
That's all you got
to worry about.
Big man, you're up.
- Whoa, this is massive!
No way!
Are you sure
there's no one home?
My guy says
the family's away.
Off skiing, apparently.
Sounds about right.
Wow, I
wonder who lives here?
Prince Andrew?
Probs his cousin.
You know, these lot
are all related.
- It's gonna take all night
to search this gaff.
We could use an
extra set of eyes.
- Yes, she's right.
- We'll manage.
- Come on, bro, I'm
done waiting in the van.
Lemme help.
- You stay by my side.
- Yes!
- Hey, it's about time
you popped your cherry.
Who are you expecting?
- Relax, we're miles
away from any village.
No one can hear us.
- Whoa!
- Right, me and Chaz will
take the second floor.
You two start down here
and we'll meet in the middle.
What the fuck?
Keep moving, bro.
- Keep looking.
bumping into that
in the middle of the night.
Can't be worse
than some of the girls
you brought home.
- Yeah.
What is it
with rich white folks
and having dead
animals on the wall?
You want me to get Tod?
- Nah, we'll check
the rest first.
This lot ever
heard of a Kindle?
Like you ever read!
Hey, I have an iPad.
- Yeah, scrolling through
Pornhub don't count as reading.
- Look, I can read, you know?
It just needs to be
something I'm interested in.
- What? Like this?
I heard it's got everything.
- Vix.
- Love, hate,
sacrifice, betrayal.
- Vix!
- Vix, don't mess with
that, it ain't right.
- You're the one who
ain't right, mate.
It's only a book.
I'm gonna check upstairs.
- Tod!
- Screw that.
Yo, what's good?
We're not alone.
What's up?
Get downstairs,
we're bailing.
- What?
Just do it.
- Man needs to chill.
- Vix, Vix!
Shine torch.
Come on, let's go.
- That's what I'm talking about.
- Hello, suits you.
- Oh, what's going on?
- Looks like you
picked the wrong house.
- Let's get on with
this, shall we?
I understand you're all
a bit disorientated.
But bear with us and
everything will become clear.
Last night you made
the unfortunate mistake
of breaking into
my ancestral home.
Now I could have called the
police and had you arrested.
But as I'm sure you are aware,
our criminal justice system
is at best ineffective
and at its worst, a
total embarrassment.
I've always said that
when a job needs doing,
one must do it oneself.
You see, there is
a natural order.
An order which has guided the
people of this small island
to the very peak
of civilization.
There were rulers and
there were the ruled.
But then you people, the
working classes, huh.
There used to be a
nobility in your struggle.
Now all you do is
beg for handouts.
And when you don't
get what you want,
you feel you have
the right to take it.
No, don't worry.
This is not an execution.
Where's the sport in that?
- Careful, ma'am.
- Oh, come on now.
Let's not get
ahead of ourselves.
Well, I think that's it.
Good luck and Godspeed.
- You said the gaff
was empty, man.
- I was given bad intel.
- We walked right
into that shit.
How did they get you?
- They tasered me in the dark.
- I never saw 'em coming.
- They took my phone.
- Oh, shit, mine,
too, and my wallet.
- So they know who we are.
- Piss, they sprayed
us with piss.
- What the?
That's rank.
- This doesn't make
any sense, bro.
Why did they let us go?
Why did they wish us luck?
- Oh, this is messed up, man.
I really ain't about
this Bear Grylls shit.
- Huh, I love Bear Grylls.
- All we need to do
is find a road and head out.
- Yeah, I don't
see no roads, Chaz.
- Whoa, whoa, wait, wait.
We could build a compass.
- We'd be better off
letting you pray for help.
- No, look, look.
You take needle, okay?
You rub it on forehead.
You then place it on a leaf
and it tells you
which way is north.
- And then what?
- Well, then you know
which way north is.
- And which direction is London?
- I don't know.
- Then think.
What good is it having a
compass if you don't know
which direction you're
going in the first place?
- Let's keep moving, guys.
They'll be having
us drinking our own piss
in a minute.
There's no way
I'm drinking my own piss.
I'll make
you, fucking nettle!
Let's roll.
That might be a river.
- What?
- Did you hear that?
I was pretty sure
I heard something.
- Wait, I can hear it.
- Sounds like a car, right?
- Yeah, we might be closer
to a road than we thought.
- Wait, I hear bass.
- It's not bass.
- What's that?
- It's a fox hunt.
- Hey, hey!
- What're you doing?
Shut up.
- They might know
a way out of here.
- Wait, I thought fox
hunting was banned.
- It is.
- So what they hunting?
- Hurry up!
- Oh, shit.
Guys, I can't swim.
- You have no choice.
I've got him.
Just go, go!
- I can't.
- Look, it's the
river or the dogs.
You decide?
- Let's go, hurry up!
- Come on, give me your hand.
- Lovely day for it.
Oh, don't tell me
you're tired already.
- Fuck you.
- This is what we like to see.
- Boys, get the
fuck out of here.
- That's right.
You run along,
we'll catch up soon.
- Let's go.
You're not
wrong about the quarry, hm.
- I told you they'd
be good sport.
- Their kind were born running.
- What do you think, Aunt Kat?
I'm told red is my colour.
- We'll find out soon enough.
The hounds?
- They're all good, ma'am.
Good to go.
We'll cross the river
about half a mile up
and pick the scent up again.
- I don't see the logic in
giving them a head start.
- Patience, boy, that's
the thrill of the chase.
- And trust me,
they won't get far.
- What the fuck is going on?
I mean, can you
believe this shit?
- You all right?
Do you see anyone?
- Don't give me that rules shit.
- Fuck the rules, tool up.
- They ain't gonna stop.
- Then we don't stop.
- All right, let's
head towards the trees.
- That ceremonial knife,
we weren't supposed
to find it were we?
- They knew we were coming.
- So the old man set us up.
I'm sorry, bro.
This wouldn't have
happened if it wasn't.
- Hey, don't even go there.
The old man's going to get
what's coming to him, trust.
At least we're off the manor.
- I was thinking
more Notting Hill.
- Ah, you motherfucking
piece of shit.
- Whoa, I think
that's the first time
I've ever heard you swear.
- Whoa, wait, my
crucifix is gone.
Let's keep going, guys.
- It ain't like he's helping us.
In case you hadn't realised,
we're being hunted.
- What the?
What the fuck is this?
- That's a bear trap.
Nobody move.
- What the fuck is wrong
with these people, man?
- All right, eyes on the
ground floor, follow my steps.
- Fuck this!
- Tod, Tod, Tod, Tod!
- I told you they
wouldn't get far.
- Hurry up, they're coming!
Come on, get up!
- Oh God!
- Come on, come on!
Come on, let's go!
Let's go!
- Come on, give me your hand.
Give me your hand.
- Go, go, go, go!
- Leon, give me your hand.
Give me your hand.
- Leon, come on!
Pull yourself up, Leon.
Leon, come on.
Leon, pull yourself up!
- You're gonna be all right.
You're gonna be all right.
- Pull yourself up.
Leon, no!
Leon, no!
No, no, no, no!
- I'm gonna kill
every one of them.
We find some proper
weapons and we go back.
Slaughter them like
the pigs they are.
- I don't want to murder anyone.
- It ain't murder, it's revenge.
An eye for an eye.
You've heard of that, right?
It's in the Bible.
- Well, I just want to go home.
- What, and let them
get away with it?
- Tod's right.
- Don't tell me you don't
want to rip their heads off!
- Of course, I do.
There's too many of them.
- And Leon?
- Leon would have wanted
us to get out of here.
We get payback on our
terms, not theirs.
- One down, three to go.
- What's wrong, boy?
- Nothing.
- Spit it out, boy.
- Truth be told,
I expected things to be
a little more hands on.
- You'll get your chance.
- It looks like
we've got a live one.
- Wait.
- Why?
- This country used
to be ruled by lions.
Now it is led by lambs.
As far as we're concerned,
lambs are only
good for one thing.
- Slaughter.
- Don't you dare waste
a moment like this
looking through a lens.
father's right.
- This is tradition.
- It's tradition
that makes us strong.
Wear this blood with pride.
It is your birthright.
He was right.
Red is his colour.
- Congratulations, son.
May it be the first of many.
- Hear, hear.
- Hear, hear.
- Go on, give me your hand.
Wrap that round the back.
All right?
- Yeah.
- I told you it was a road.
- At last.
- Yeah, but which way do we go?
- Let's get the
fuck out of here.
- Wait, someone's coming.
- Thank God.
- Wait, Tod, it
could be one of them.
- The fucker in the 4x4.
- Red one, red one.
This is Mallory.
Looks like we found one of them.
I'm over at Bench Hill.
A girl, looks like.
Don't know where the others are.
- Good, we're heading your way.
- Yes, milady.
Well, well.
What happened to you, my lovely?
- Come on, let's go!
- Vix, let's go so that we
can get the fuck out of here.
- Vix, Vix!
- Come on, bro, punch it.
- Where the fuck are the keys?
He must have them.
- Can't you just
hot-wire this shit?
- Yeah, I need to open this.
- We need those keys.
- He's not gonna give it to us.
- I'm ain't planning
on asking nicely.
- Fuck, fuck, bro, come on.
We've got to run.
Come on, come on, let's
head over to the trees.
- You okay there, Mallory?
- Yeah, ma'am, I'm fine.
Smart ones, these bastards.
One of them played possum,
the other blindsided me.
- Bloody ambush.
- We're lucky they
didn't take the car.
They'd be long gone by now.
- No, sir, that'd never happen.
- Good man, now get
yourself patched up.
The show must go on.
- Look, they're tyre tracks.
There must be a farm near here.
- They might have car.
- Yeah, or a phone.
- Who you gonna call?
- The fucking Ghostbusters.
Who do you think?
The police!
- Leon's dead, what good is
it bringing feds into it?
- But we have no
clue where we are.
- Listen, you may be clean
but we have priors, yeah.
They gonna start asking
what we're doing up here
and we end up doing time.
I won't let them
lock me up, Chaz.
- They'll have a
car or something.
We'll make our own way out.
- How do they keep finding us?
- Shit.
- It's me.
Look, I'll lead them away.
- No, look, we should
just stay together.
- No, no, no.
I'll double back, I'll
follow the tracks.
I'll meet you at the farm.
Trust me, I can do this.
See you there.
- All right, you'd better.
- Go, go!
I don't think anyone's home.
- Reckon you can
start that motor?
- No, I'm gonna need some keys.
Where did you learn to do that?
- Stepdad used to beat the
shit out of us growing up.
Then he'd lock us in
until the bruises cleared.
One night after God
knows how long trying,
I managed to spring
the lock in my room.
- Did you run away?
- The fuck I did.
I poured boiling water on
his balls whilst he slept.
That's the last time anyone
ever laid a hand on me or Mum.
And the last time
anyone ever locked me up.
- Right, ma'am, I reckon
their trail split.
- Then so must we.
- Miles and I will head
east, travel light and fast.
Fetch me the hound
with the finest nose, will you?
- We'll head west
and circle round.
- Ready when you are, sir.
- Let's find those keys.
That's what I'm talking about.
- Whoa.
Relax, Charlie,
there's no shells.
- Don't call me that.
- What's wrong with Charlie?
It's your name, innit?
- Only my mum called me Charlie.
- This is all my fault.
Leon was done.
He'd paid my fees.
He was ready to walk.
Now he's dead 'cause of me.
Tod's somewhere out
there because of me
and we're stuck
here, because of me.
All of it is on me.
- Listen, I ain't all
about rubbing your back
and telling you that
everything's gonna be okay.
Yeah, that just ain't me.
We're in the shit here, bro.
And I ain't sure how we're
going to get out of it.
One thing I do know
for absolute certain
is Leon didn't do shit
that he didn't wanna do.
We all knew the risks.
Well, not crazy motherfuckers
on horseback level risk,
but you get me.
This ain't on you.
Thinking it is only gonna
put a weight on your shoulders
that you can't afford to
be carrying right now.
You hear me?
- They've found something.
Go on, leave it,
leave it, leave it,
leave it, leave it,
leave it, leave it.
What the devil?
Well, Uncle, we seem to
have been led astray.
Now that's downright sly.
- What the fuck?
- Chaz, get your arse in here.
- This is good.
- Oh, ma'am.
The trail
has gone cold our end.
Any luck down river?
- Oh, no, I'm as
far as Peel Bridge.
They can't have got this far.
make your way back
to the rendezvous point and
we'll catch up with my brother.
- All right, ma'am.
Oh, bollocks.
- All right, you
little bastards!
- Tell me what you see.
- Fresh tracks,
heading right inside.
So now what?
- Now we've located our quarry,
we must flush it out here.
Three little piggies
- Shit.
In a house made of bricks
- These guys are whacked.
- It took you till now
to figure that out.
So they wouldn't
have to worry
About the wolf
and his tricks
I think that got
their attention.
You hold here.
I'll go around the back
and chase them out.
You have the blade?
Whistle, if they
bolt, you blow hard.
- Shouldn't we wait
for the others?
- Share the prize?
They're nothing.
You're worth a dozen
of every one of them.
- Forgive me, Father.
- Listen, you're turning into
a man before my very eyes.
I couldn't be more proud of you.
- He's going round the back.
- Is the door locked?
Grab the gun
and watch that door.
- But it's not loaded.
They don't know that.
Little piggies
Little piggies
Let me in!
That door
won't hold forever.
- What's that for?
- To confuse the dogs.
- Turn on the gas.
- What you doing?
- Confusing the humans.
We need to take cover.
- Storeroom.
- Close it!
- You know what happened
when the wolf became impatient?
He huffed.
- Father, I'm in.
- And he puffed!
And he blew the house down!
- That came from the farm.
Miles, Miles!
Oh, my God, Miles, Miles!
- That was insane.
- I never meant to.
That was supposed
to be a distraction.
- Yeah, consider
them distracted.
Come on, let's get
the hell out of here.
- Holy shit!
Did you see that?
- Jesus Christ, see it?
Meet the twisted fire starter.
- Wait, that was you?
- Yeah.
- You made it back then?
- Man of my word.
- Yeah, right, come on.
Come on, bro, come on, bro!
- Dear God.
- I underestimated our quarry.
It won't happen again.
- Relax, the spray
covers your scent.
- Did they not have Lynx Africa?
Oh, wait, look, I
just remembered.
- Where'd that come from?
- It's one of theirs.
- Does it still work?
- I don't know.
- They must have some
sort of emergency channel.
- When are you going to
get it into your head?
We're on our own.
This is fighting
to survive here.
It's kill or be killed
Whatever it takes, man.
Wake the fuck up, Jesus!
- Hell of a thing to lose a son.
Is this going to be a problem?
- Hugo, this is a dog hunt.
- Listen to your sister, Hugo.
- I loved Miles like a son.
- This was his day,
and they killed him.
- Remember the code.
- Fuck the code!
- Mallory, leave him be.
There will be consequences.
Always are.
- No excuses, that was bad form.
So, what now?
- Wait, I recognise this place.
Where all the signs?
- They took 'em down.
- Fuck, oh, for fuck's sake!
Man, we're going
to die out here.
- Don't say that, all right?
We're going to get out of here.
Can you hear me?
We know you have
Mallory's radio.
Oh, don't be shy, say hello.
- Maybe they don't have it?
- Oh, they've got it.
- You made quite the mess
of things here at the farm.
Was that your idea
of getting even?
Oh, we
ain't even started
on getting even, lady.
- There you are.
- We called for help.
Police are on their way.
- Oh, please, there's
nobody within range
who could possibly
be of assistance.
- Bullshit.
I have no reason to lie.
- Why are you doing this?
- You came into my
world, not I into yours.
You broke into my home
and now you are
paying the price.
But fear not, it
will be over soon.
- This isn't over until you
pay for what you did to Leon.
You still
don't get it, do you?
This is my land.
All of it.
You are trespassers and
you live or die by my hand.
There is no refuge.
There is no escape.
There is only the hunt.
You're one sick
bitch, you know that?
- See you soon, Charlie.
- This shit is so fucked.
- Just calm down.
- Calm down?
Did you hear how
crazy that bitch is?
Are you joking?
- Took you this long
to figure that out?
- So now what?
- Yeah, he's right,
you're the smart one.
Now what?
- Okay look, we've
been running around
with no sense of direction.
If we get high enough, we
might be able to see something.
- Are you sure
about this, Chazza?
- Only one way to find out.
- No, look, you
got a busted leg.
I'll do it, unless.
- No, you go for it.
When it comes to stunts of
death-defying stupidity,
I consider chivalry
alive and well.
- Okay, can you give me a boost?
- Yeah.
- Right, cool.
- Put your foot on there.
- Ready?
- Yep.
- Can you see anything?
- No, not yet.
I need to get higher.
- You thought about
what we're going to do
when we get out here?
Is he gonna be able to
keep his mouth shut?
I just hate the idea
of surviving this shit
only to fall foul of
his guilty conscience.
You know what I mean?
- I see something.
It's beyond those woods.
I think it's the
village that we passed.
- How far?
- Couple of miles.
- Chaz get down
quick, they're coming!
- Shit.
- Get down here.
- Come on, we need to
get to those trees.
Come on, bro, move
your skinny arse.
Come on!
- Come on.
- Quick!
- All right, let's go!
- Come on, come on.
- Stop, stop, ah.
- Just go, I'm slowing you down.
- Fuck that, man,
we're almost out.
- That don't look right, Chaz.
- I can't put weight
on it, just go!
You think we're
leaving you behind?
After everything
we've been through?
- They know we're here.
Come on, let's get him up.
- Go, go, go, go, go, go!
- Come, come on.
No, I'm too slow, just go!
- Listen, just keep heading
in that direction, okay.
The village is on the other
side of these trees, all right.
We'll catch up.
- No, no, I'm not
leaving you behind.
- Listen, we're making
it out of this together.
You're just going ahead.
- Yeah, what about us?
- We're done running.
- If they make it
through the forest,
they'll land on
top of the village.
- Amused?
- Impressed, I never thought
they'd make it this far.
- What the devil is that?
- Come get us!
Come on, you inbred bastards!
- Come on!
You want us, you
come and get us!
Come on!
- Come on!
- In all my days, I've never
heard anything like it.
- Well, they've got heart.
- Come on!
- I'll give them that.
- Your running days are over.
It's an uncivilised weapon
for an uncivilised age.
Something amusing you.
- Is it true what they
say about you people?
You all marry your cousins.
No wonder you're
so fucking insane.
- You have the audacity
to look down on me
when you're not even from here?
- No, I'm from Peckham.
- Tod.
- Hugo?
Damn fool.
- I'm sorry, ma'am, the dogs
are getting a bit snappy.
- They're tired.
- I know how they feel.
- I think it's time for you
to call it a day, Uncle.
- And our quarry?
- From now on, I hunt alone.
- Come on, chop, chop.
- Sir.
It's been a while, sir.
Do you think ma'am is
gonna be all right?
- Of course, she's a Redwick.
- Right, sir.
- Dear God, this is barbaric.
- This is justice.
They're animals, nothing more.
- When we abandon civility,
we become no better than
the animals we hunt.
- They killed my boy.
- You turned your
back on the code.
On history, on tradition.
- Takes one bad dog
to ruin the hunt.
- That's the difference
between a hunter
and a fisherman.
A hunter lies in wait
and a fisherman waits and lies.
Don't do anything rash.
- On your knees.
All of you.
Hand behind your heads.
- You are in a lot of trouble.
- What's up, you don't
like the taste of piss?
Tie 'em up.
All of them.
- So, what's your plan?
- Shut the fuck up.
Have you any idea who I am?
- Yeah, you're an antique.
I mean it, old man, get back!
- You're not going to shoot me.
You ever fired a gun?
Pulling the trigger is
much harder than it looks.
- There's more guns on my
estate than there is on yours.
Why won't you fucking die?
Release the hounds!
- We're almost out.
- We're not almost out anywhere,
we're surrounded by trees.
Watch where you're going.
- Come on.
- Watch the tree!
- Aargh!
We're nearly there.
We're nearly there!
- Chaz, slow down.
- Hold on, hold on.
- I'm holding on.
- Look out for the
lights from the village.
- I'm looking for the lights
but I can't see them.
- We're almost out.
- You're going too fast.
Chaz, I can't see where we're
going. Will you slow down?
- Fuck, hold on, hold on!
I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I'm
sorry, this is gonna hurt.
Let's just, don't
move, don't move.
We're almost there.
We're almost there.
No, come on, come on,
come on, Vix, come on
- Let me go, let
me go, let me go.
- Come on, Vix, please.
- Not me, man, I'm
done. I'm done.
Chaz, listen, I'm done, man.
Go, go.
- I'm not going.
- Not just from here, go.
Get off, get off
the manor, be good.
Swear you will, Charlie.
Swear that you will,
Charlie, swear it.
- I swear, I swear, I swear.
- Come on.
- Get out of here.
Go, fucking get out of here, go!
- The boy got away?
This stuff is
older than you are.
- Tastes rank.
- I agree.
- Where've you come from?
You're half frozen.
Are you okay?
Are you injured?
- This is not my blood.
- I'm gonna call the police.
Eddie, get the boy a drink.
- Who did this, son?
- They chased us.
- Who did?
- With dogs.
- Dogs, we'd better
lock this door, Jude.
- Come on, drink up,
you're safe with us.
You hungry?
- How about a bacon sandwich?
Now, that'll do nicely.
- Hey, don't you worry lad.
You'll be safe in here.
- Wait!
- Oh, shit!
- Help me, help
me, please help me.
It's all right,
everything's gonna be okay.
Let's get you back, see if we
can sort this bloody mess out.
I'm going to get you home.
It's all over
How many of your friends
did you say they were?
- Three.
What you doing up here, anyway?
- Hey, you've gone
the wrong way.
- There've been a
lot of robberies
around here, lately.
- Where the fuck are we going?
- Where are you taking
me? Let me out now!
Get me the fuck
out of here, now.
Get me the fuck
out of here, now.
No, let me out now!
Let me out now!
Let me out.
Don't take me back.
- Can I get you anything?
A drink, a bite to eat?
- I don't want
anything from you.
Last night you were happy
to take what belonged to me.
But what's done is done.
You survived, I'm impressed.
- You earned it.
- That's blood money.
- I understand you're upset,
you lost friends today.
- They're not
lost, they're dead.
My brother is dead.
- We both lost a brother.
- You're just gonna let me walk?
- You have my word.
- I ain't leaving without Leon.
- Well, then you
won't leave at all.
- People are gonna
find out about this.
- About what?
- You could go to the police
and tell them your story.
But who will they believe?
- You think you
can cover this up?
- How adorable.
You don't think this hunt
was our first, do you?
And it certainly
won't be our last.
No one said losing was easy.
But it's dealing with the
loss that makes the man.