Killing Season Page #5

sexual favors like blowj*bs."

[Static]

So the priest says, "Fear not,

my son, war makes sinners of us all.

"You are forgiven."

The old man says,

"Well, that's a great burden

off my mind. A great burden.

"But I have one more question."

(Emil) Do you see him?

Do you have a shot?

Yeah, I'll try.

(Emil)

Take him.

He's nothing

but a bag of meat

and flesh and tendon.

Put him out

of his misery.

Take the shot,

Eagle Eye.

You want him, he's yours.

(Emil)

I know.

What the hell was that?

You just spooked him.

(Emil) Colonel Ford,

you've changed.

Kovac?

(Emil) You pulled the trigger back in Menacha.

How'd you know

I was in Menacha?

(Emil)

Because I was there, too.

[Screams]

F***.

(Emil) It's the hunter's honor that he protects

and preserves his game,

hunts sportsmanlike,

and honors

the creator's creatures.

You're not Bosnian.

What the f*** do you want from me?

(Emil) I always wonder who would win in a fair fight,

both of us properly armed.

F***!

(Emil) Two men alone in the wilderness.

War.

Distilled.

My bow is broken.

This ain't a fair fight.

(Emil) You of all people should know,

war is not fair.

F***!

[Grunts]

[screams]

F***.

[Birds chirping]

[screams]

I told you,

I wanted a trophy.

F*** you!

Ah.

I warned you

about the air bubbles

in the fiberglass,

first sign of trouble, and snap!

What, you pissed off about the war or something?

Did something happen to you?

You killed my friend, I killed your friend,

that's what it's about.

I made peace with my sins.

It's over. No.

The war will never be over.

Why don't you just shoot me, then?

Instead of this running around hiding bullshit.

Just shoot me!

Oh, come on, Benjamin.

I just want

to shoot the sh*t.

Shoot the sh*t?

Yeah, it's how you say this, right?

Shoot the sh*t. Shoot the sh*t?

You just shot me.

What the f*** are you-- I know,

but I had to. I had no choice.

I could've shot you in the heart or the head,

but I didn't.

I could've killed you.

So, come out to sit.

We'll talk like gentlemen.

[Grunting]

Come on, sit over here.

Sit down.

[Grunting]

Benjamin.

What are you,

you going to hang me now?

Pull up your pants leg.

There's a stake

on the end of that rope.

I want you to put it through the

hole in your leg and tie it. What?

Put the stake through the hole in the calf.

(Emil)

Okay.

Let me see!

[Groaning]

Tie it, please.

[Groans]

Tight.

[Screams]

Don't worry.

The calf muscle is very strong.

You can hang like this for days without tearing muscle.

[Screaming]

Okay, you are the old Italian man.

I am the priest.

And this is our confession.

So, what are your sins, my son?

And you say something like, "Oh,

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