The Legacy of a Whitetail Deer Hunter Page #2

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Too old to be considered brave...

It's beautiful country

out here, Buck.

It's been so long

since I've been up here.

These are the same mountains

where I killed my first deer.

I can't believe this day is here.

I hate it when places don't have

Wi-Fi. That's my Achilles' heel.

Wireless access will be

the least of your worries

when you're on

your first whitetail deer hunt.

- Goddamn right.

- Whoo! That's what I'm talking about.

Colorful language.

That's why we leave the women home.

The only women

coming on this trip...

Rosy Palmer and her five sisters.

Look out!

- Whacking off!

- All right, Don.

Tuggin' on your tallywhacker.

- That's enough.

- Pulling out our wieners and jacking off.

- Hey! Hey!

- The whack-off weekend with--

We talked about that sexual stuff.

Stop it.

Yee-haw!

Come on, Buck!

You want some?

- Smoke him, Dad!

- You bet I will!

Come on!

Come on, Buck!

While we're waiting for the deer,

start popping off some of that B-roll.

Copy that.

And remember, Don.

Fly on the wall with the camera.

Me and Jaden are here to bond.

That can't happen if you...

I'll buzz off. Got it.

All right. Great. Where's Jaden?

He's down there on the phone,

yip-yapping.

Hey! Jaden!

That's the stupidest excuse

I've ever heard.

What?

- Come on. You can call 'em back.

- Gotta go. Bye.

Who were you talking to?

My girlfriend.

And she's mad at me now, by the way.

- Thanks.

- Why?

Because I had to get off the phone,

and she can't talk later.

Don't worry about that right now.

Come on.

Hey, Don. Roll camera.

Hold up.

All right. Good.

All right. Fly on the wall.

I'm not here. Go.

Why don't you have a seat next to me?

I wanna give you something.

What is it?

Open it, son.

An old gun.

Not just any old gun.

It's a Winchester .30-30.

That rifle belonged

to your grandfather.

My father passed it down to me

when I went on my first deer hunt.

Today, I'm giving it to you.

I'm passing down

this lever-action rifle to you,

- as I'm passing down the whitetail legacy.

- Boom!

So now I got two guns.

Jaden, please, I'm trying to share

something with you, son.

My bad. Continue.

This rifle symbolizes

the bond of family.

Fathers teaching their sons to hunt

is a rite of passage as old as time.

With this rifle

comes great responsibility.

And what we're doing out here

is learning to be a man.

When you see your first whitetail

deer, it'll look cute and fluffy,

but you can't get

into those feelings.

We can honor the deer,

but we can't love it.

I'll honor the deer

by splitting his dang eyebrows.

- Can I offer one criticism here?

- Well, sure, son.

The one thing that Greg's gun has

over this one is a laser sight.

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