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Mac, where are you?
PONCHO: Jesus.
I got you, motherfucker.
I killed you, you fuck.
Jesus, you killed a pig.
Think you could have
found something bigger?
Fuck you, Poncho. Fuck you.
DUTCH: Where's the girl?
DILLON: Aw, shit!
PONCHO: Why the hell
wasn't anybody watching her?
Why didn't she try to get away?
DUTCH: Look at her.
She's scared out of her mind.
BILLY: Major,
you better take a look at this.
Blain's body, it's gone.
PONCHO: It came in through
the tripwires.
Took it right out
from under our noses.
BILLY: That boar had to set off
a tripflare...
because there ain't
no other tracks.
PONCHO: How could anyone
get through this...
and carry out Blain
without us knowing it?
Why didn't he try and kill
one of us?
DUTCH: He came to get the body.
He's killing us one at a time.
BILLY: Like a hunter.
He's using the trees.
Yesterday, what did you see?
You're wasting your time.
DUTCH: No more games.
I don't know what it was.
Go on.
WOMAN: It changed colors
like the chameleon.
It uses the jungle.
DILLON: Blain and Hawkins
were killed by a lizard?
That's a bullshit psych job.
There's 2 or 3 men out there.
Fucking lizard!
What's your name?
Anna, the thing is hunting us.
All of us.
You know that.
-What the hell are you doing?
-We'll need everyone.
DILLON: l'm taking her back.
We leave in five minutes.
-We're not going yet.
-Rendezvous is ten miles away.
You think
the chopper's going to wait?
We make a stand now,
or nobody will be left.
There is something else.
When the big man was killed,
you must have wounded it.
Its blood was on the leaves.
If it bleeds, we can kill it.
Look out.
You really think this Boy Scout
bullshit's gonna work?
DUTCH: It can see tripwires.
Maybe it can't see this.
Instead of complaining,
maybe you should help.
DILLON: What makes you think
he'll come through here?
The trees have tripwires
every 50 yards.
This is the only way in.
When I was little,
we found a man.
He looked like...like butchered.
The old women in the village
crossed themselves...
and whispered crazy things,
such strange things.
EI diablo, cazador de hombres.
Only in the hottest years
this happens.
And this year, it grows hot.
We begin finding our men.
We found them sometimes
without their skin...
and sometimes much, much worse.
EI que hace trofeos
de los hombres...
means ''the demon
who makes trophies of man.''
[Wings flapping]
[Bird squawks]
What you gonna try next, cheese?
Hey, Dutch.
I got you, you mother!
I got you!
I'm coming!
DUTCH: Mac! Mac!
Get Ramirez to the chopper.
Hold it. I'm going after Mac.
That's not your style, Dillon.
I picked up bad habits from you.
Get your people the hell out.
You can't win this, Dillon.
Maybe I can get even.
Just hold onto
that damn chopper.
BILLY: He's busted up
pretty bad, Major.
I can make it. I can make it.
Get the radio. Forget the rest.
DUTCH: Come on, Poncho.
Ahh! Ahh!
MAC: Long Tall Sally...
she's built sweet!
She's got everything...
that Uncle John need.
Oh, baby.
Oh, baby.
I'm gonna have me some fun.
I'm gonna have me some fun.
I'm gonna have me some fun.
I'm gonna have me some fun.
I'm gonna have me some fun.
[Mac whispering]
Turn around.
Over here.
Over here.
Out there.
Past them trees.
You see it?
I see you.
I see it.
I see it.
You know,
we can get this thing, Mac.
You work your way down there
toward him.
I'll get in back of him,
flush him toward you.
When I flush the son of a bitch,
you nail him.
I got a score to settle.
We've both got scores to settle.
ANNA: Vamos!
Come on! Quickly!
Hurry up!
DUTCH: Don't. Leave it.
It didn't kill you
because you weren't armed.
No sport.
[Mac whispering] Anytime.
DUTCH: Let's go.


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