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Well, genius, now what?

Looks like I made a wrong turn.

I'll say you made a wrong turn.

George, I think this whole job is a wrong turn.

First you get a call from a client you haven't dealt with in five years, and

what? To photograph a cesarean in the middle of his goddamn estate, in the

middle of this wilderness.

Christ's sakes, George.

Now, who is this guy, anyway?

If he owns all of this stuff, he must be really loaded.

His name's Steve Vandermeer.

At one time, he was one of the top five big game hunters of the world.

I used to handle publicity for him for some of his more celebrated safaris.

Then he just dropped out, and he retired to this estate.

And now he's got the urge again, only this time he wants to kill the animals

his own place, and he wants me to photograph the kill.

Sounds pretty weird.

He must be.

Here we are, a couple of $50 -an -hour fashion models, to pose with a catch

a goddamn ad for Canadian club whiskey.

Can we beat that?

So it's a little weird, but the money's good.

Come on, let's get back in the Jeep.

At least we're comfortable. Might as well be.

Hold it! This is private property. Get out of the Jeep and state your business.

Sorry, Joe, to expect.

I'm George Stone.

Is this the Vandermeer Estate?

I am Jeff Back.

I've only been here a couple of days myself, so I'm practically brand new.

You missed a turn about a mile back. It's easy to do in this country.

Get in the Jeep and I'll drive you back.

Hello, George.

Hi, Mr. Vandermeer.

Some place you got here, Mr. Vandermeer.

Mr. Vandermeer, I'd like to introduce my two models.

This is Joanne, and this is Barbara.

I bet you were surprised to hear from me after so long. Oh, you could have fell

me over with a feather, Mr. Vandermeer.

I mean, this is really an oddball one, this one, isn't it? Not like the old

in Kenya.

The old days are finished, George.

Only the appetite remains.

Let's call this a touch of nostalgia.

Only instead of sweating blacks, we have some very lovely ladies.

Instead of African rhinos, we have a very special game.

All recorded on film by your beautiful wife.

Oh, Mr. Random, I hope you'll excuse my wife, but she wasn't feeling well. She's

lying down upstairs.

Just how dangerous is your game out there, Mr. Bentley?

Well, there's nothing to worry you're pretty good about.

Mr. Baxter here is a trained hunter.

Between the two of us and my two guards, we can take care of any danger.

Now look, I suggest we have dinner early and go to bed.

We start tomorrow morning at sunrise.

Don't you think we ought to talk about weapons? I brought my .375 H &H.

Mr. Vandermeer. Mr. Vandermeer, I was telling the girls about that.

About the time we were in Rhodesia. Remember that? When we caught the

He had a rope right around his neck. Remember that?

You were dragging him along.

He was a Rhodesian. What would they call it? I can't remember the name of it.

It was tremendous.

He's quite a guy, isn't he?

Quite a guy.

Hey, Joanne, why don't you try and liven up a little bit?

Huh?

I said hello to him. What more do you want?

Yeah, but, I mean, try and be nice to him because he's a nice guy.

A lot of good. I mean, a lot of good.

So, you gotta make a party out of it.

I mean, you don't have to do anything outrageous, but just, I mean, what's

bugging you?

You want a party?

I don't mean a party. I mean, just brighten up.

Can't you?

What's bugging you?

Get that guy away from Barbara.

I can't do that. What am I supposed to do? I had a long talk with her

Party by yourself.

Don't go.

I'm warning you, don't go.

I'm going to make a scene.

I'm not making a scene, all right?

I've got my drink.

George? George, is that you?

George, are you out there?

Hey, I believe in you.

I believe in you.

Honey,

I'm home.

Hey.

Hi. Hi.

Who got rich today?

Was it I, Magnus, or Sax?

Relax, Leroy. I shopped at Klein's today.

Klein's? How can I get so lucky?

Well, it's my money too, George. We own the agency together, remember?

I was only kidding, honey.

For all I care, you could have bought out the tax today.

Don't tell me you've been drafted.

That's a bundle of money. Steve Vandermeer wants to start another hunt.

Steve Vandermeer? My God, I thought he was dead.

He's very much alive.

He wants us to work for him again.

In Africa?

No, right here in this country.

That's a little tame for him, isn't it?

He's got a new gimmick.

What? Girls and stuff.

Hmm. Let me see that, George. Don't be so nosy. Come on.

It's my business.

George.

Let me see it.

No.

You're going to be rich again.

Good money.

Oh,

George, you... Gotta shave that mustache off or I'm not going on the hunt. I

love this mustache.

It's gorgeous. Oh, it's taking me three minutes. Please shave it off. Please.

Oh.

Please.

What will you give me if I shave it?

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

That story about the orangutan I was talking about.

Huh? That really happened. You should have seen it.

Did it really? Oh, God, it was terrific.

He got this orangutan with a lasso, you know, like a cowboy, right around the

neck. He's pulling him. He's pulling him along. And the female, the female was

screaming like a banshee.

Oh, my God, I thought she was going to tear us apart.

Do you ever stop?

I'm just trying to make conversation.

Dinner's ready. We'll join you in the dining room in a moment.

Oh, good. I'm famished.

Come on, Joanne.

You had a question for me, Mr. Baxter.

Yes.

You've gone to a great deal of expense to bring me here.

To hunt animals.

Mr. Vandermeer, I haven't seen any animals.

There are no tracks. There are no...

What are we going to hunt?

Mr. Baxter, I assure you, we wouldn't have gone to the expense of bringing

somebody of your caliber here if I didn't think the challenge would be

your ability.

That's all well and good, Mr. Vandermeer.

But you didn't answer my question.

What sort of game do you have on your estate?

Mr. Baxter, since I stopped hunting, every once in a while I get a craving

the challenge.

I get a feeling that I want to once more go out and face death, so to speak.

And so I send men to every section of the world and bring back the most

dangerous game.

I think this time we found one that will be clever beyond your belief.

What kind of animal could be that clever?

Do you know Mr. Baxter?

What are you doing up so late?

We're complete.

I've been a model since I was 17 years old, and I've never even come close to

assignment like this.

I'm scared as hell.

There's nothing to be afraid of.

Are you really a big game hunter?

Yeah.

I've hunted tigers in India, snow leopards in the Andes, been all over the

world.

So when Vandermeer offered me this hunt, I naturally jumped at it.

Top pay besides this guy wrote the book when he comes to tracking animals.

What is that there?

That's the trouble I don't know What do you mean? You don't know I thought you

worked here I've only been here a couple of days Seems strange to me that

there are no tracks near the waterhole, you know animal droppings

Big game is a nocturnal noise maker.

Do you notice how quiet it is?

Thanks for the reassurance What's it all mean?

It probably means I'm suffering from jungle paranoia. It happens to all

every now and then I don't believe that for an instant But now that you've

succeeded in scaring me half to death you can make amends by buying me a drink

I'll tell you about some of the wild animals. I've met in my business

You seem to have survived pretty well.

Survive, maybe.

I don't know how well.

Get that drink.

So after I received my discharge in Saigon, I went to Johannesburg, looking

pick up a safari there.

Instead, one of Vandermeer's agents offered me this job for very impressive

money.

You know, big game hunting is a dying profession, what with all the emphasis

ecology, rapidly expanding game preserve.

Sometimes I think it's men like Vandermeer and myself that are becoming

Funny.

They say the same thing in the high fashion business these days.

Women are wearing what they feel like wearing instead of what some Paris

tells them to wear.

I suppose it's a good thing.

Must be a tough business.

It is.

But I love it.

Why?

Because. I get to meet so many fascinating people.

Like you.

Why do you like the hunt?

Because I enjoy the excitement of the chase.

But do you always have to kill?

No.

No, not always.

I like the way you kiss me.

Oh, yes.

Oh, you just know.

Oh, Jeff.

Oh, Jeff, Jeff, Jeff.

Oh, you are good to me.

Oh, yes, you are.

Oh, I'm gonna get even with you for that.

Oh, but I am.

Tell me.

Did the great Hunter miss me?

Huh?

I said did the great Whitey... Turn off the... Good.

Come off it, will you, Cindy?

Look, I know he's strange.

But you remember when we were first getting started, he paid plenty of

George, he's more than strange.

And we earned every penny we ever made from that creep twice over.

Oh, come on, haven't you caught on by now? Isn't he still throwing you those

little zingers, huh?

Sometimes I think his favorite sport isn't hunting, it's putting you down in

public.

Well, didn't you have a good time at the party, George, huh?

Wasn't it a barrel of laughs?

Yeah, all we missed was you and your sarcasm. Talk about lions and tigers and

bears. Oh, my, lions and tigers and bears.

That's why I developed a sick headache, George, because I won't stand for his

sarcastic shit, and he knows it.

Look, tough guy, this is the last time with him, I promise.

It better be.

I don't understand it, George.

I mean, our agency is doing just fine. All our clients are reasonably rational

people.

Why are we taking this kind of aggravation?

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Okay, okay.

By the way, George, who's that big ape that was with Jeff Baxter?

Oh, there's one of the guards around here. Why?

Well, when I was coming back to the room from down the hall, it wasn't as big as

the first one. George, if looks were action, I would have been stripped,

and ripped in about 30 seconds.

You're making much too much of this.

You get books when you're at home in the drugstore, in the supermarkets. These

guys live up here in the wilderness.

What do you expect?

That's just it, George. We are in the wilderness.

That's what makes it so frightening.

When you were down there laughing it up with the Marquis de Sade, I was up here

alone, and there was somebody, I don't know who, jiggling my door, trying to

in. And that scared me, George.

I don't like this. Cindy, honey, you're making much too much of this.

Why don't you just try to relax and enjoy it, huh?

You're getting all worked up for nothing.

Oh, George, your sense of timing is exquisite.

Pardon me, I just thought I'd try to distract you.

I know.

How are Barbara and Joanne doing down there?

I mean, Joanne was really tense on the way up.

That's some bad scene.

Barbara was all over Baxter.

Oh, yeah?

Yeah, all through drinks and dinner. And I had my hands full with Joanne.

Goddamn dykes.

Well, Barbara's no type.

A little confused, maybe, but I think she definitely prefers the opposite sex.

Maybe a good idea. Maybe her and Baxter, huh?

Why not?

Now, there's a man.

You can cool that right now. You just told me you weren't interested.

Oh, poor Georgie.

Don't worry, darling. The minute we walk out of this place, I'll drag you into

the nearest bush, okay?

I'll drink to a one -hour hunt.

Where the hell have you been?

Out, walking.

With Jeff Baxter.

Was that all?

No.

He seems to think there's something funny going on about the hunt tomorrow.

And you know, Joanne, I think he's right.

What you think is that he's pretty damn attractive, huh?

A professional hunter.

Well, bullshit!

More like a professional bum, don't you think?

How about that last hot shot love affair you had with the tennis pros?

Do you remember?

That and the hot shot abortion I had to get you?

Well?

Look, Barbara.

Listen, I didn't mean to yell at you.

Okay? I'm sorry.

George? Hmm?

Wake up. Don't go to sleep yet.

There's still a lot of things we have to talk about. I mean, you've got to tell

me what went on down there so I can be prepared tomorrow.

What do you mean, what went on?

Well, what things to do, you know, discuss at the dinner, meeting, party,

whatever you want to call it. Well, I don't know. You know, we were sitting

there waiting for Vanderveer when he finally came in and Baxter cornered him

they were standing and talking for a long time.

So, I don't know. It didn't talk about very much. I told you.

Lions and tigers and bears.

What do you think about Baxter?

I don't know. I guess he's pretty competent. He looks like he knows what

talking about.

I told you I had my hands full with Joanne.

I'm not thinking about Joanne. I'm thinking about Vandermeer. I don't trust

One thing that's never been brought up is what the hell are we going to hunt?

Yeah. I mean, what am I going to shoot pictures of? I've got to know what kind

of film to use.

Why don't you worry about it tomorrow, Cindy?

Because tomorrow might be too late.

I mean, I've got to get things ready.

Did you bring film?

Yeah. Did you bring enough flashbulbs or whatever you need?

I've got all my equipment.

I'm curious.

I want to know what's going on. Well, you'll find out tomorrow, honey. Go to

sleep.

But usually on any kind of business deal, whether it be, you know, somebody

weird like Vandermeer or somebody normal, you usually find out what's

what you're going to do.

Look, we're going on a hunt.

Right, we're probably going to hunt lions and tigers and bears. Oh, my. I

trust anybody who doesn't explain what's going on.

Well, I'm sure we'll explain tomorrow when we're on the hunt.

Or maybe at breakfast.

Why don't you try and get some rest, honey? I'm tired.

I think I had too much to drink.

No, I think you did too, but I still... I'm worried.

Well, I told you you were getting yourself all upset over nothing.

Look, it's going to be a lot of fun. We're going to make it short and then

going to split.

Just take it easy.

Good night.

Good morning, ladies. You look ravishing.

This is certainly the prettiest hunt I've ever seen.

We'll take a walk through here up to a knoll where I'll tell you about the

animals that we're going to hunt today.

Oh, boy.

You know, I've tracked down and hunted just about every living species of

there is on Earth today.

And in my years of doing so, I've discovered one horrible fact.

There's no more joy in hunting and killing ordinary game.

But being that hunting is a way of life to me, it's made my existence

meaning it.

Now, if I could hunt a creature as inherently clever and resourceful as I,

that would be a challenge.

Contemplating that, my life has become meaningful again.

Mr. Baxter!

I would have thought that you would have guessed the nature of our hunt by now.

A logical conclusion.

Come now, I'll say it for you.

Ladies.

Gentlemen.

You are here today because you are the hunt.

We're the hunt.

Hey,

that's a good one, Mr. Vandermeer.

That's a real put -on.

What do we do if you don't find us? We meet you back here later, right?

But I will get you, George.

And then you won't meet anyone ever again.

Ever again?

It's not funny, Mr. Vandiver.

You must be joking.

He's not joking, George.

You must be crazy.

That was a meaningless gesture, Mr. Baxter.

I removed the firing pins last night.

You can't mean this.

Certainly will be missed. Child's play, Barbara.

This is wild country.

Primitive roads.

I have burned out car and missing a turn.

Few barely discernible human parts.

A mute but... Powerful testimony to a tragic accident.

But why us?

Because rape and slaughter go hand in hand when one is hunting human beings.

And that ancestral pleasure is part of our little game.

Are you sick, bastard?

Oddly sick, Cindy.

Just bored.

Bored with the ordinary games of life.

The game's pretty one -sided, isn't it, Vandermeer?

You have two trained men with guns.

Now, is that really a challenge?

That's why you're here, Mr. Baxter.

You're a trained hunter.

An ex -Green Beret, if my research is correct.

You're a formidable opponent, even without contemporary weapons.

That's for the lovely lady.

With what I have in mind for them.

He is our only chance.

and hunting as the prey always returns to safe quarters.

A stream, a hidden cave, or a... a jeep one drove in.

You know, it's hard to tell whether she's more afraid of being raped or

going to happen after.

Why don't you help me take the catch to the house? No, don't, please.

Please, let me go. We wouldn't want anything to happen to her, would we?

Oh, no!

Yeah, that would be an improvement.

Well, what's in it for me?

For your life, baby. I'll let you go.

Oh, come off it, Carl.

I've got a better idea.

I've got a better idea for both of us.

What? What do you mean, something better?

I know where there's a station deposit box just crammed full of agency cash.

A little ring -gooder the government doesn't know anything about.

I never have to work again, Carl.

Never again.

You're really talking in my language.

I knew we'd communicate later.

Carl was going to take you from my estate alive?

For money?

My Carl?

Of course I wasn't, Mr. Vandermeer. I was just stringing her along.

She's a great lady, believe me. Why don't you try her out? Shut up, you

thing.

Precisely, sir.

You see, you and your husband made a great deal of noise going up the ravine.

It made following very easy.

And we watched the proceeding.

Very interesting.

Oh, come on now, Mr. Vanden Heer. You got to believe me. I wasn't going to

her out of here.

I'll kill her now for you. Just say the word.

Stop nibbling, you little creep.

Stop running, Carl.

Stop running.

offer of a willing body?

Why do anything when you have so much fun watching?

Oh, a lioness at bay.

I admire your courage.

That lot of good it's gonna do me.

Thanks.

God, you scared me.

You're a noisy traveler.

Come on, let's get out of here.

Cindy.

Cindy.

Got bad news for you, George.

Don't think I was able to save her.

Heard several shots up the ravine a few minutes ago and Vandermeer doesn't miss.

Jeff, Jeff, what are we going to do?

We're going to beat Vandermeer to his own game.

We're going to hunt him.

I've got a shotgun now, remember?

We're going to hunt him?

What can I do?

You're about to become a strong and reliable decoy.

Decoy?

You remember what he said about rape first?

That'll put him in perfect range of that baby.

Just remember about this baby.

I'm terrified.

Yeah, sure.

George, you got a bad concussion, but you're going to be okay.

You can just lay here and we'll come back for you. Okay, old man?

Take it easy.

Let's go.

Well, Mr. Beck, it seems that my dead bait was more effective than your, uh,

live and very attractive one.

But it was a wonderful hunt, wasn't it?

But as you know, the last kill is always the most exciting.

Now, let's see if I can play a variation on the theme.

You know, a hunter has to learn to skin his prey, not only kill it.

not while she's alive.

You're an impotent freak.

It's about all you're good for, old man, is using a knife on a helpless girl.

You know, I should have gagged you along with the girl.

That's what this hunt's all about, isn't it, Vandermeer, old man?

Now I think I'll just cut you through. You couldn't catch a decent cold.

You're out of it.

Quiet.

Didn't you forget something?

There's one hunter to another.

No, I didn't forget.

I'd do the same for any sick animal.