Fierce People Page #3
Bryce!
Open this door immediately!
I know that you're in there.
Coco, if you wanna hide from me...
you should make less noise
when you're rutting!
- What are you doing?
- Nothing.
If you wanna keep your job, you
should spend less time eavesdropping.
I don't work for you.
- What's your name?
- Finn Earl.
Right, the famous doctor's son.
Bryce, this is rude!
You already stood me up for tennis!
We're gonna be late to see your father!
I don't know
what he sees in that girl.
She claims to be a Nigerian princess.
But people claim to be all sorts
of things they're not these days.
Don't they?
Honor bright.
Are they making faces
behind my back?
No.
Get back!
No Bryce, no Coco.
My thanks, young squire.
And your name is, sir?
- Finn.
- Finn!
You're a gentleman and a scholar,
and a most gifted bullshitter.
Thank you. Where is
your grandfather's house?
Walk through those big firs, stay
on the path and you can't miss it.
- Got it. Thanks.
- Good day.
- Bye, Finn.
- Bye.
You smoke pot with my girlfriend
again, you're dead.
Now get the f*** out of here.
F***!
Sh*t!
Sh*t!
Oh, man!
Oh, God!
I'm so sick of you bastards
shooting our deer!
I didn't do anything to your deer!
- Get it off me now!
- Sh*t.
Sh*t!
You're lucky you didn't hit a tendon.
How did you catch your foot?
I landed on a tin can.
- I don't like to be lied to.
- It's the truth, I swear.
- What are you guys doing here?
- We were upstairs visiting your father.
- What has my daughter done to you?
- Nothing. She helped me.
- If I were you, Finn, I'd sue us.
- Bryce, this is not funny.
I got here as quick as I could!
Lambie!
- Mom, I'm fine.
- What did you do?
- Nothing, nothing. Stop.
- Are you all right?
Don't freak out.
I'm fine.
I'm sorry, I have no insurance.
She doesn't have to worry about
the bill. Finn and I are old friends.
- You raised a gentleman
and a scholar. - Thank you!
Where are we going?
Dad, I would like you
to meet Mr. Finn Earl.
What's wrong with him?
He's in a coma.
Gates says it was a stray bullet.
F***ing poachers will shoot
anything that moves.
You don't like me putting up
the traps, dad...
but somebody's gotta stop 'em.
Leffler says he can't hear
what I'm saying.
Do you think it's weird...
that I talk to my dad if I
know he can't hear me?
I've never even seen my dad
and I write him letters all the time.
He always likes meeting my friends.
We are friends, right?
You don't hold the whole trap thing
against me, do you?
it happened.
I mean, you know...
Me, too.
Maya seems like a nice girl.
Yeah. She's okay.
She invited you to her birthday party?
No. Are you invited?
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