Hey.
- Good morning.
My early morning
wake-up call, huh?
I'm up, I'm up.
Yeah yeah yeah yeah.
Okay okay okay.
This is for you.
Yeah?
How's that?
Hmm?
You like that?
Good.
Sorry to keep you.
You coming?
Or are you staying?
Oh good.
Come on, let's go.
Red, let's go.
Let's get out of here.
- We're going, we're going.
Okay, come on.
There you go.
There you go.
Come on, old boy.
Come on.
Up you go.
There you go.
That's it.
You hunker down.
Read my mind, Emma.
Well...
Read his too.
Thanks for taking care
of things today, em.
Now get
before they stop biting.
Amateurs.
- What's the look for?
- What are you laughing at?
- Of course you didn't.
Hey, old timer.
You getting any bites?
A couple in the cooler.
Check it out if you like.
It took some convincing
to get them there.
Yeah, not bad.
Good size.
You can pull 'em five pounds
or more out here now and again.
These'll do me
just fine though.
Yeah?
We've been walking
around all morning,
haven't seen
a single deer.
Wish we had
your luck, huh?
It's not luck.
It's your gun oil.
I smelled you
long before I heard you.
Which isn't
difficult, either.
You should swab it down
a whole lot better.
Anything you're aiming to
shoot can smell you coming
for over a mile.
This your dog?
Mmm-hmm.
Kind of old, isn't he?
Oh yeah.
We both go back aways.
Yeah, raggedy old fella.
What is he, 10?
11?
14.
14 years old.
That is an old dog.
What kind of bait
are you using?
Worm.
Really?
Like a live worm?
Plastic.
Giving it a try.
So far so good.
Yeah, I like buzzbait.
Ever use the buzzbait?
So we've been
walking around
a long time.
Kind of tired.
Real hungry.
Are you hungry, Pete?
- Man, I'm famished.
- Famished.
Sit around for a few.
I'm sure I'll have
enough for four.
Well, thank you.
I think we'll eat
in town.
Have you got
any money, Pete?
Nope.
Flat broke.
How about you, Harold?
Yeah, man.
I got like 10 bucks.
10 bucks? I don't feel like
eating shitty fast food.
I want a sit-down meal.
- Thank you, though.
- Mm-hmm.
- How about you, old man?
- Red.
You got any money?
How much money you need?
Whatever's in your wallet
will work fine.
My wallet's in my pickup
in the glove compartment.
You passed it
on the way down here.
That's bullshit.
I don't have much use
for money down here, do I?
There's $20,
$30 in it.
I won't say
you're welcome to it,
but I'm not gonna argue
with a shotgun either.
- You got any credit cards?
- Never use them.
Harold, check his rig.
Come on, man,
it's just
Check his rig.
God, you're so
fucking stupid.
- It worth anything or what?
- No.
It's just old flies and shit.
There's nothing worth taking.
Fuck, all right.
Put your rig down, old man.
- Easy there.
- Yeah, he better take it easy.
Put your goddamn rig down.
I set it down,
I could lose it.
I could get
a strike out there.
They're biting
pretty good today.
All right, reel it in
and then set it down.
What the fuck are you doing?
What do you got, huh?
You got a beat up pickup,
a wallet
with 20 bucks in it
and a rig that ain't
worth jack shit.
A couple of fish,
though,
and a goddamn dog.
You got nothing.
Here.
The smallest
opens the dash.
Red?
That's his name?
Uh-huh.
Though he's lost most of his
color now he's getting older.
Oh!
Holy shit!
He's red.
Look at that,
he's red.
He's fucking red now,
isn't he?
You should remember to keep a
little more cash around, old man.
Maybe stuff like this
won't happen to you.
Let's get out of here.
- Have a nice fucking day.
Sit! Sit!
Good boy.
Shit, man.
You crazy son of a bitch.
Harold, come on.
Holy shit, man.
Holy shit.
This fucking thing
took its head off!
Oh, Jesus.
Hold on, boy.
Hold on.
Hold on.
Hold on, Red.
- Hold on, boy.
Jesus.



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