Pokot: The Sacred Path to Warrior-Hood

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It doesn't specify that.

The commandments apply to people.

What should I do, Father?

Do you know?

Pray.

For them?

For my dogs?

For yourself.

Animals don't have souls.

They're not immortal and can't be saved.

Pray for yourself.

Open up!

Our neighbor is dead.

Come with me.

Which neighbor?

The one you call Big Leg.

Big Foot.

- Right.

Let me get dressed.

Let's go.

What do you mean, he's dead?

- It's not a pretty sight.

Look!

Roe deer!

What are they doing here?

From the Czech side.

Not scared at all!

Shoo! Go home.

I told you. It's not a pretty sight.

Call the police.

There's no reception here.

You need to climb up the hill.

Don't touch him!

Grab his feet.

- What for?

We can't leave a neighbor like this.

Let's lift him up!

Pull off his pants.

Quick.

Shit.

We've got to wash him!

Wait.

Something's stuck here.

What is it?

- A bone.

I'll go call the cops.

He's not worth your tears.

I once reported him to the police.

He was a cruel poacher.

And?

Nothing. They didn't respond.

You mean, it's good that he's dead?

Drink up.

You trust authorities too much.

You need to take matters in your own hands.

Come on, sing!

The priest says it's okay.

Okay to poach? He said that?

A priest can approve of hunting, at most.

You're good guys! How could you?

You get drunk and set snares.

Hello!

How are you doing?

- Hi.

Hi, Dad.

- Dad?

Prosecutor Swierszczynski.

Why did you move the body?

Should I have left him on the floor?

You would've done the same.

Never tamper with a crime scene!

Don't you watch TV?

He was a poacher.

You could be charged

with obstructing justice.

I'll need your statements.

Better prepare yourself, Dad.

No nonsense this time.

Sir!

- Excuse me.

What was your relationship?

- None.

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