Wendigo Page #3
doesn't mean | I don't have one.
Ooh.
Besides, didn't he have | some weird incident up here,
and he just stopped | coming up for a while?
I don't remember that.
Maybe he just | told me about it.
What was it?
Some incident. | I guess I don't remember.
Probably had to do with that guy | driving across the property.
Annie would've told me | about something like that.
How you doing, Miles? | You liking the pasta?
Mmm, it's okay.
What's the matter?
Nothing.
Come on, what is it?
That man knows | where we live.
Miles, don't worry, | sweetie.
I know I got angry | with him
outside the car,
but he was very excited | because he was chasing that deer.
It's really okay to hunt if you're | getting in tune with nature.
Don't feed him | that sack of sh*t, Kim.
- That guy was demented. | - George.
Your father exaggerates, | you know that.
It's nothing | to worry about, Miles.
Your mom can be very fair | and even-headed,
which is cool, right?
Except you don't want | to be a softy, either.
You got to be wary | of people like that guy.
They can be bad news.
No, queen! | King! King, king!
- Okay, okay. | - Jack.
Oh, five!
Five, six, seven, six--
no, no, eight! | Wait, wait, wait.
- Nine, five, five, three... | - Jack, Jack.
- Victory! | - No, no. You!
- Dad cheated! | - I did not.
- We have to let your father win. | - Hey, hey, hey.
Hey, you. | Hey, you.
Okay, Miles, come on.
- To bed. | - To bed, to bed, to bed.
One more game, please?
- No, come on. Up you go. | - To bed, to bed.
What'd you draw?
Oh, nothing.
Okay.
- Okay? | - Okay.
No one there.
No one there? | Okay...
And no one there.
You're safe.
- Mom? | - Yeah?
Do you think that deer | had a little family?
Oh, Miles...
don't think | about that, sweetie.
That's just sad stuff | that happens sometimes.
But you know, in nature
things like that happen, | and all the animals,
they adjust. | There's a balance.
Think about that, okay?
- Dad--! | - Dad!
It's not funny.
Good night, kid.
Night, Dad.
- Leave it open. | - I will, I will.
- Leave the hall light on. | - Shh-- go to sleep.
Can you tell me a little more | about ''sack of sh*t''?
What?
Talking to Miles | like that at dinner?
Oh.
- It was a bit harsh, I guess. | - What's the matter, George?
I don't know, | I can't put my finger on it.
Is it the reshoot? | Are you pissed off you're here?
No, no, babe. | That's not it at all.
Huh-uh. | This is nice.
- What is it? | - I don't know.
Yeah...? | Hmm?
- Those f***ing guys. | - Out on the road?
- Yeah. | - What about them?
I just felt | the abyss between us--
me and that guy | with his shotgun.
That wasn't a shotgun, | but anyway...
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