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- Nixon. - Mr. Sellars,

I traveled a quarter of the way around the globe

for a hunt that's lasted less than an hour.

This is Johannesburg all over again.

We'll need to discuss your refund policy.

I apologize.

I-It's not the quality of product you deserve,

nor is it what The Tiro Fund strives to provide.

I'll make it right on the next hunt.

You have my word.

Sorry, Dodge.

Okay. Now we...

Sir?

Tynes has exited the bathroom.

In a body bag.

Not at this speed, he's not.

He's alive.

Attaboy, Dodge.

You've reached the Tynes. Please leave a message.

Dodge, it's Jerry Pierce.

Um, I couldn't get you on the cell,

so I figured I'd try you at home, and...

Look, I feel bad about saying no to The Carrington,

but I had a thought.

How about you project manage for me?

Now, I know it's not the same as running your own company,

but I would love to have a guy like you on my team.

So, please, give me a call.

What the hell?

Shit.

14 wolverine, 13 wolverine...

Okay, gang, today we're gonna be doing a half mile

down to the post office and back to the bakery.

11 wolverine, 10 wolverine,

9 wolverine, 8 wolverine,

- 7 wolverine... - Dodge,

there's 150 grand in our bank account.

...5 wolverine...

I know Jerry Pierce

didn't come in on our building.

Where are you? Call me.

...1 wolverine.

What is he saying?

Hey, son, are you all right?

No.

Now, you squirm

or holler,

some of these good folks might get hurt, too.

And they didn't agree to partake in no hunt.

Let's go for a little walk.

Looger, it's Val.

Are you with Dodge?

Okay, listen,

we just had $150,000 sent to us this morning.

Dodge said it was from this deal that I just learned

doesn't exist, and now I can't get in touch with him.

No, Looger, I'm telling you, something is wrong.

I think he's in trouble.

There you go. Nice and easy...

to the escalator over there.

We're gonna ride on up to the mezzanine,

then out to the loading docks.

How that sound?

Come on, now.

Reagan.

Limey son of a bitch.

Impressive.

It seems Mr. Tynes escaped Nixon and Reagan

just a few minutes apart.

I told you he'd give a good hunt.

You did, sir.

Well,

I'm off to follow our players.

Watch it!

Fuck.

Everything okay down there?

Saw you fall from across the street.

Yes.

Uh, he's fine. Thank you, Officer.

Not talking to you. Talking to the guy with the bloody beak.

Yeah, I'm okay, sir.

Maybe don't run like a maniac next time.

You must forgive my friend, Officer.

He's, uh... he's late for his wife's ultrasound.

Today...

is the day they find out the gender.

It really is a very exciting day, isn't it, mate?

Yeah.

All right.

Congrats on the kid.

Get that nose checked out.

Okay.

Hey!

That tea-sipping nancyboy ain't here to save you now,

is he, son?

Next stop, Fort/Cass Station.

Look here, Benny Hill.

I was actively engaged back there.

You interfered with my kill.

Violated the rules of the hunt.

First, I know the rules of the hunt better than anyone.

You had merely trapped the prey in a public setting,

which negates any possibility of active engagement.

Now, if I come upon you and the prey on the loading dock

behind the building, which was private and secure,

then, yes, you would have been in active engagement

and any interference on my part would have been a violation.

But that was not the case.

And, second,

you will remove your hands from my suit immediately,

or I will remove your left testicle

from the inside of your body.

Whatever you say, Mr. Belvedere.

The kid left Reagan and Nixon holding their jocks,

twice.

Our other hunters?

All in the vicinity.

Dodge may feel safe on that train,

but that's not gonna last.

Sync & corrections by Costa Dax www.addic7ed.com