The Hunters Page #3

Anyway, best of luck

to any guy who tries

to abduct my wife's kids.

Hey. No, he'd be

doing me a big favor.

But...

maybe you're right.

I mean...

maybe we shouldn't be

feeling safe right now.

When I go out in the woods,

I sometimes get the feeling someone's

watching me. It's...

well, it's kinda freaky.

Come on.

What are you afraid of?

Nothing's gonna happen.

Ever.

That's the problem.

Do you know how many days like this

we're gonna have to spend together?

No offense, guys,

I'm gonna tell you

what's really freaky.

We've got at least another

20 years to spend together.

20 years.

I did the math.

Five lunches per week,

40 weeks per year,

multiplied by 20,

which makes around 4,000 lunches

to have together.

We've gotta face it...

this is the reality.

Excuse me, can you turn

the screen on and off?

F***! What the f*** is

your problem, man?!

What the f*** is your problem?!

Is it just you

or the dump you work for?

Is it you

or your shitty company?!

We said 10:
25.

We said 10:
25.

It was gone 10:
40 when you

walked in here like a f***ing tourist!

10:
40, man!

Like a f***ing tourist!

Now it's past noon and I've still

got no juice in my f***ing machine!

My sockets work, damn it!

Well, I'm sorry.

I thought

it was something else,

but it's the motherboard

and it's fried.

But don't worry, I can fix it.

I can swap out your PC.

I'll have to go back and pick one up.

- I'll come back this afternoon...

- Wait a second.

You made me lose my morning.

You know what that means

in loss of revenue?

Do you know what

that means? Do you?

Yeah, but there's

no other choice.

I mean the round trip

alone... I can't be back till after 2:00.

You couldn't do it, could you?

Of course you couldn't!

Just look at you.

Like you give a sh*t.

Right.

You're a nobody.

People like you should

be put down at birth.

It's not even your fault.

It's just the laws of nature.

And do you know what?

You don't make me wanting

like helping you.

Sondra! Sondra!

Get me onto Compuserve +

and get me through to the manager.

What the hell is your name?

What the hell is your name?!

Sheribow...

Oliver Sheribow.

Oliver Sheribow.

Write it down and get me the manager.

- Hello?

- Hi.

Sorry to call you so late.

I know you've got to work tomorrow.

No no, it's no problem.

What's going on?

Can't sleep?

What about you?

What do you think?

You know what?

I think it's because

you've been a free man

for a few hours in the week.

You said things

you felt like saying.

You did things you felt

like doing.

You were happy.

Now you're back in jail.

We all are.

Well, you can't know suffering

if haven't experienced

happiness, right?

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