Big Game Page #3

This is America,

and as Vice President

of this great nation,

I am commanding you

to sort this sh*t out!

Interestingly, my department

has registered

precisely no chatter

about an action of this sort.

Which leaves us with

the trickiest possibility.

The lone wolf, the jackal,

who got his own agenda,

affiliated to

no particular cause.

Extremely hard to track,

impossible to predict.

And finally we have

the central question...

What do they actually want?

What is the purpose of their...

...operation?

Well, that we do know.

Their intention was

to assassinate

the President

of the United States.

I'm not sure.

What, there might be another intention

behind blowing up his plane?

Big game hunting

never got any bigger.

Based on our knowledge

at this moment in time,

the President

is not assassinated.

We do know that the evac was triggered.

Maybe that's what they wanted.

To capture him,

to take him alive.

God damn it, so they can show off

their trophy and make demands.

- Kazim.

- Ready.

- Where is he?

- Help is on the way...

You're lucky.

Gotta be honest with you,

young man,

I'm not feeling

so lucky right now.

But you are.

If I hadn't found you,

you'd have zero chance

of survival.

I'm a hunter.

This is my home.

With this,

I can catch us food,

and keep us safe.

Safe from what?

- Bears.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa.

There's bears out here?

Yeah.

And you could kill one

with that thing?

Yeah.

Have you done it before?

Yes.

- Really?

- No, but my dad has.

And I could do it too.

All right.

Your dad sounds like

a great man.

The best hunter there is.

Like me.

Right.

And your father's name is?

Tapio.

Tapio. And you are?

- Oskari.

- Oskari.

Well, like I said before, my name's

William, but you can call me Bill.

Nah, I call you President,

sounds better.

And you, you can call me Ranger.

Right.

Here.

This is great.

This is great.

All right, tell me how to get

to the nearest town.

No.

Young man,

I am the President of the United States.

And I'm here on a mission.

What could be greater

than a national emergency?

My birthday.

Your birthday?

This is now the property

of the United States of America.

You got that?

So, tell me how to turn this thing on.

Get off.

So what do you wanna do?

This is a big forest.

You will get lost.

My forest,

my rules.

Sit in the back.

Welcome to Finland...

President.

Someone helped him.

Someone with a small shoe size.

Small shoe size?

What is that supposed to mean?

Well, usually it means

small feet.

You listen very carefully to me,

you over privileged psychopath.

I have a bullet splinter lodged

two millimeters from my heart.

One day it will push forward

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