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You got two counts against you -- trapping out of season and poaching on restricted land. | Can't be much of a crime, if all they got minding the area is a cocky kid. |
Can't be much of a crime, if all they got minding the area is a cocky kid. | I got your plate number, asshole. Maybe you feel like spending a few months in jail. |
How the hell were they smart enough to find us? | Smart? Sure. That's why I'm sitting in this plane and they're down there blowing me kisses. |
Why in hell you care enough about me to die taking me in? | I don't plan on dying. |
Where in hell Meyerling dig you up? | You know Meyerling? |
You know Meyerling? | Sure. The People's Friend. Kiss your ass with precision if there's a vote in it. |
Sure love to know where you fit in up here. | I'm here to do my job. |
I'm here to do my job. | You want to fool yourself about that bullshit job, fine. Damn shame you have to drag your girlfriend along. You think a woman like that will be happy making moose stew for a man -more- |
Don't judge me. You're a joke, coming here from a fucked-up culture, telling us what to do! | Yeah, it is fucked up -- but it's not too late to keep that from happening here. |
Yeah, it is fucked up -- but it's not too late to keep that from happening here. | All you do is keep folks from working the land, living like they're meant to. You don't understand shit! Trappers, hunters -- we're part of the environment. Who's protecting us? I've seen plenty like you. So -more- |
Don't push me..! | Cowardly bastard. I'm in handcuffs and I still scare the piss out of you. |
You were real resourceful out there. Got me thinking of this perimeter man, froze all his fingers one winter. So he hacked the tips off and sharpened the exposed bones. Gets along better than ever. Yeah, maybe I underestimated you. | I liked you better frozen. You didn't talk so much. |
I liked you better frozen. You didn't talk so much. | You're damn lucky, glimpsing this country before it's ruined, gone for good. You saw wonders you'd only dreamed of. That alone makes you different than the sorry bastards back where you came from, because you have dreamt them. |
Snow's to their advantage, kid. You can't see them, but soon as that plane comes, they'll sure as hell know where we're going. Wise up. Take me to the Yukon. I'll give you that money and guarantee you'll walk away. | Why offer a buyoff with your gunmen waiting outside? |
Why offer a buyoff with your gunmen waiting outside? | The time has passed for men like them and me. I know it. But they're still fighting for survival, like cornered animals. That's why they'll kill you. -more- |
Sam, listen -- I shot to defend my man. Other guy drew first. | If that was all, fine. But carving him up, stranding the others, that's too fucking much. Is everything that walks, crawls, flies or swims fair game to you? |
If that was all, fine. But carving him up, stranding the others, that's too fucking much. Is everything that walks, crawls, flies or swims fair game to you? | I'll get loose before that plane comes. |
I'll get loose before that plane comes. | Don't try me. I'll kill you if it comes to it. |
Mr. Desmond! Arthur Neff. Area rep for the Federal Assistance Plan. Tell the boys in DC to keep those goodies coming. | Sure. |
Sure. | Snowplow, generator, TV dish... hell, we get the goddamn Playboy Channel! Here, this is for you. |
You don't mind me saying, Mr. Desmond, you look like hell. | Have you heard anything from the girl staying with me, Anne Marie? |
Have you heard anything from the girl staying with me, Anne Marie? | Not a damn thing. What's going on? Mr. Meyerling was here, all steamed up, looking for you. |
Not a damn thing. What's going on? Mr. Meyerling was here, all steamed up, looking for you. | Look, Neff, I've got Ben Corbett with me -- |
Look, Neff, I've got Ben Corbett with me -- | -- Here?! Where's Wilder? |
-- Here?! Where's Wilder? | Back at my place... he, uh, broke his leg. |
I was just on my way to your ladyfriend's, but I guess she found you. | Yeah. Sorry I barked at you last night. |
Yeah. Sorry I barked at you last night. | I'm the one should be sorry... Goddamn Kenai, always out for a score. I never should've let him go over there. |
I'm too old for this shit. | Any idea who could've done it? |
Why the smirk? | Bet I could make some money turning Ben Corbett in. Maybe more for lettin' him loose. I was up in my cache. Saw the Northland man come talk to you. |
Bet I could make some money turning Ben Corbett in. Maybe more for lettin' him loose. I was up in my cache. Saw the Northland man come talk to you. | You're out of your greedy goddamn mind. |
You're out of your greedy goddamn mind. | Corbett coming here stinks of trouble. We should make the best of it before it turns around and bites us in the ass. |
Corbett coming here stinks of trouble. We should make the best of it before it turns around and bites us in the ass. | Stay out of it. |
LeMalle. We got a problem. Where's Mitchell? | Goddamn! Viking Bob! Mitchell's inside, boring bastard... |
I called the cops in Fairbanks, see when Ben is standing trial. They don't know shit about Ben or Wilder! | Get the fuck out of here. |
Get the fuck out of here. | It's a three-hour flight. They shoulda got there yesterday. |
It's a three-hour flight. They shoulda got there yesterday. | Maybe they went back to Devil's Cauldron. |
I ain't gonna leave a seven- hundred-dollar Remington behind. | What you gonna do with it? Large bore's for shit on small game. |
What you gonna do with it? Large bore's for shit on small game. | Not in the right hands it ain't. |
Thought that door was open last night... | Quit fucking around. Get in. |
Look, we pull Ben's ass out of the fire, I'll get you a whole damn crate of Snickers bars. | I'm right fuckin' here with you. |
Kenai's PA -- but how the fuck she seein' us? | Doesn't matter. We know where they're going. C'mon. |
It's Sam Wilder! | Musta wanted to keep him from the bears. If Ben killed him, he sure as hell wouldn't hang him up like this. |
Musta wanted to keep him from the bears. If Ben killed him, he sure as hell wouldn't hang him up like this. | Where's the kid? |
I don't know... It's very strange not feeling that stupid panic thing inside you all the time. Without that you just start thinking about yourself -- and what does that ever get anybody. Today, on the bus there was this adorable couple and I felt myself giving them a dirty look -- I had no idea everything was... | Go ahead. |
Go ahead. | ... moving in the wrong direction... Away from when I even remembered what it was like to have a man to... anything... hold fucking -- sorry -- hands with, for Christ's sake. I was feeling like really bad that Dr. Bettes is married. Which is probably why I make poor Spencer hug me more than he wants to... Like the poo... |
... moving in the wrong direction... Away from when I even remembered what it was like to have a man to... anything... hold fucking -- sorry -- hands with, for Christ's sake. I was feeling like really bad that Dr. Bettes is married. Which is probably why I make poor Spencer hug me more than he wants to... Like the poo... | Spencer's doing fine. So what are you saying, that you're frustr... |
Spencer's doing fine. So what are you saying, that you're frustr... | Leave me be! Why are you doing this? Why are you picking at my sores... What is it that you want?... You want what? What's with you? I hope getting me thinking of everything that's wrong when all I want is to not do this has some purpose. What is it, Mom? No kidding. |
How long has he been having problems? | Since forever. |
Since forever. | Have they done blood tests on him? |
Have they done blood tests on him? | Yes. |
Yes. | Only in the emergency room or when he was well. |
Only in the emergency room or when he was well. | Emergency room only. |
Emergency room only. | Have they done skin testing for allergies? |
Have they done skin testing for allergies? | No. |
No. | They haven't done the standard scratch test. Where they make small injections into the skin? |
They haven't done the standard scratch test. Where they make small injections into the skin? | No. I asked. They said it's not covered under my plan. And it's not necessary anyway. |
No. I asked. They said it's not covered under my plan. And it's not necessary anyway. | It's amazing these things weren't done. |
It's amazing these things weren't done. | Fucking H.M.O. bastard piece of shit... I'm sorry... forgive me. |
Fucking H.M.O. bastard piece of shit... I'm sorry... forgive me. | No. Actually, I think that's their technical name. |
No. Actually, I think that's their technical name. | Once the tests come back, is there someone I can reach in your office for the results? |
Once the tests come back, is there someone I can reach in your office for the results? | Me. My home number is on this card. |
Me. My home number is on this card. | His home number. |
This is not a sexist thing. If you were a waiter I would still be here saying... | Are you totally gone? This is my private home... |
Are you totally gone? This is my private home... | I am trying to keep emotions out of this. Even though this is an important issue to me and I have strong feelings about the subject. |
I am trying to keep emotions out of this. Even though this is an important issue to me and I have strong feelings about the subject. | What subject? That I wasn't there to take crap from you and bring you eggs? Do you have any control over how creepy you allow yourself to get? |
What subject? That I wasn't there to take crap from you and bring you eggs? Do you have any control over how creepy you allow yourself to get? | Yes, I do, as a matter of fact... and to prove it I have not gotten personal and you have. Why aren't you at work? You're not sick -- you don't look sick... just very tired and bitter. |
Yes, I do, as a matter of fact... and to prove it I have not gotten personal and you have. Why aren't you at work? You're not sick -- you don't look sick... just very tired and bitter. | My son is sick, okay? |
Hi. | Thanks for being on time... Carol, the waitress, this is Simon, the fag. |
Thanks for being on time... Carol, the waitress, this is Simon, the fag. | Hello... Oh, my God, who did that to you? |
That's not true. Some of us have great stories... pretty stories that take place at lakes with boats and friends and noodle salad. Just not anybody in this car. But lots of people -- that's their story -- good times and noodle salad... and that's what makes it hard. Not that you had it bad but being that pissed that so... | No. |
If you ask me... I'll say, "yes." | There are lots of reason... I had a thought that if you had sex with Simon it might... |
There are lots of reason... I had a thought that if you had sex with Simon it might... | Sex with Simon? |
Sex with Simon? | It's one idea... |
It's one idea... | That's why you brought me? Look at me! Is that really why you brought me... Like I'm a what and I owe you what?! |
That's why you brought me? Look at me! Is that really why you brought me... Like I'm a what and I owe you what?! | I don't know why I brought you -- that idea occurred to me is all... It came out first... Hey, you kiss him -- me... He says he loves you. You two hit it off. But you don't want to... fine... Forget what I said about sex with Simon. It was a mistake. |
I don't know why I brought you -- that idea occurred to me is all... It came out first... Hey, you kiss him -- me... He says he loves you. You two hit it off. But you don't want to... fine... Forget what I said about sex with Simon. It was a mistake. | I'll never forget you said it. |
I'll never forget you said it. | It was a mistake. |
We held each other. It was better than sex. What I need he gave me great. | I just love her. How're you doing? |
Simon, you've got to get dressed. | What I know is that as long as you keep your work zipped up around me, I don't give a fuck what or where you shove your show. Are we being neighbors for now? |
Okay. So you call 911 and don't leave your name -- even a dumb geezer should know that emergency automatically pulls up your name. How come you make a mistake like that? | How come you're pretending to do cop work -- 'cause I don't think you could find your ass if you were spotted the hole. |
How come you're pretending to do cop work -- 'cause I don't think you could find your ass if you were spotted the hole. | What? |
What? | Just move on. No one here killed him. |
Just move on. No one here killed him. | Oh, is he dead? |
Oh, is he dead? | Ask him. |
Ask him. | We will if we can and if we can't, we'll come back and ask you again and again. |
Did you... do something to him? | Do you realize that I work at him? |
Do you realize that I work at him? | No, I didn't. |
No, I didn't. | Do you like to be interrupt when you are danging around in your little garden? |
Do you like to be interrupt when you are danging around in your little garden? | No... actually, I even shut the phone off and put a little piece of cardboard in the ringer so no one can just buzz me from d... |
No... actually, I even shut the phone off and put a little piece of cardboard in the ringer so no one can just buzz me from d... | Well, I work all the time. So never, never again interrupt me. Okay? I mean, never. Not 30 years from now... not if there's fire. Not even if you hear a thud from inside my home and a week later there's a smell from in there that can only come from a decaying body and you have to hold a hanky against your face because ... |
Well, I work all the time. So never, never again interrupt me. Okay? I mean, never. Not 30 years from now... not if there's fire. Not even if you hear a thud from inside my home and a week later there's a smell from in there that can only come from a decaying body and you have to hold a hanky against your face because ... | Yes. It's not a subtle point you're making. |
Yes. It's not a subtle point you're making. | Okay, then. |
If you'll excuse me I'm not feeling so well. | It smells like shit in here? |
It smells like shit in here? | Go away. |
Go away. | That cleaning woman doesn't... |
That cleaning woman doesn't... | Please, just leave. |
Please, just leave. | Where are all your queer party friends? |
Where are all your queer party friends? | Get out. |
Nothing worse than having to feel this way in front of you? | Nellie, you're a disgrace to depression. |
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