All language subtitles for Sex.Terrorists.on.Wheels.2019.1080p.BluRay.x265-RARBG

Okay, I told you,
this is the last time.

That's what
you said the last time.

- I know, but things have changed.

- I'm going to have your baby.

- This one last time and we'll
be able to put some money

in the bank, and settle
down, and raise it right.

- Tim darling, I love you.

Hey Tim.

- Who the hell are you?

I'm jezebel.

- Well where's Tina?

Aw, she couldn't make it.

- Well I don't like it.

- Nyeh nyeh nyeh, you don't like money?

What do you want?

- What do you have?

- Well, I've got some weed,
some speed, some acid,

some x, some nice heroin,
ooh, and some bomb-ass coke.

- I'll take it all.

- Huh?

Oh, well, that'll be, eight,
no, uh, carry the one,

uh, nine, eight, 98.50.

- No, I said, I'll take it.

I'll just take it.

- I don't know who the
hell you think you are.

- I told you, I'm jezebel.

- God, dammit!

- No!

- And this is my gang.

- It's my gang.

- Who the fuck are you?

- Why I'm lobo the wolf, and
these are my sex terrorists.

You've probably heard of us.

What do you want?

- Oh, just the usual, my
friend, just the usual.

- What the fuck?

- You weren't supposed to hurt him.

- He looks scared to me.

- All right, boys, I'm in a generous mood.

Who wants to go first.

- I want to trip with this bitch.

- Ha, ha, you'll fly so high
you may never come down.

- You're going to enjoy this.

Go for it boys.

Faster!

Harder!

Deepen

I love raiding.

- Not as much as she does.

What good is that if he's bald, baby?

- It'll make a nice purse.

- That's why you're my number one warrior.

- You want to bet?

- Oooh.

All righty boys, we've had enough fun.

It's a long way to Esperanza.

- It's my turn, baby.

- All righty.

Light 'em up.

- Good morning Ralph,

you're up awful late
this morning, aren't you?

A night of debauchery at your age?

You look like you could sleep one off.

Okay, see you later.

How are you this morning, bennie?

I slept very well, thank you.

I know, bennie, it's tough being a kid.

There's some things
you're going to understand

a whole lot better after
you're all grown up.

Well, in your case, you came from an egg.

After your mama and daddy
did something called mating,

she laid you.

Hello Max, old buddy, what's up?

I told you to stay away from them.

We'll look and see.

- I don't know what's wrong with her.

Seems like she only wants to fuck you.

- That woman was born mean.

Just like me.

Besides, I don't have
to settle for one woman,

I'm a fucking warrior.

And you don't want to piss off a comanche.

- She ain't comanche.

- I'm 1/64th comanche.

- You don't look comanche.

- What are you, racist?

- Listen up.

Tomorrow, we split up.

We meet back at the hideout at sundown.

- A ranger on foot's no ranger at all.

- It was your negligence that allowed her

to set us afoot, again.

- Ah captain, she's a sneaky little bitch.

That's why they call her the
she beast of devil mountain.

In doing your duty.

- Uh, whenever I catch up with
that sneaky little bitch...

- Save your breath.

It's a long way back to camp.

- Who are you people?

- Huh.

Careful, gramps.

You're like to get shot thataway.

- Whoa there, Joe, hold on
he looks harmless enough,

an old man.

I'm captain Isaac Burton.

We're Texas rangers.

- Rangers, afoot?

- Unhorsed by that sneaky
she beast of devil mountain.

You haven't seen her
around here, have you?

- Can't say as I have.

- We're far off our range, old man.

- Where ya headed?

- Back to base camp on devil's river.

Now wasn't I
saying the very thing?

- Well, how far then?

- You keep the rising sun
on your left hand side

till you get past the rockfall.

Then you angle south of
east till you cut the river.

- No, you've still got a
long ways to go downstream

Ah, dammit.

I've never been all the way down there.

- Well, I guess we'll get
back to moseying then.

Thanks for the directions, old timer.

- Good luck.

Well fuck me
twice and call me Sally.

If it ain't the she
beast of devil mountain.

Heh, heh.

Naked.

- And who are you?

- I can see why they call you that.

- And what name are you
hiding behind this time?

- Your mama's.

- I'll call you cunt.

And now, I'm just gonna get me some.

- What they hell you doing, Joe?

Put your dick away.

Who is this woman?

Take a look.

You won't believe it.

- I'll be damned, the she devil herself.

Damn right, and butt naked.

- We've been looking for
you a long time, missy.

- I'm not who you think I am.

- Last I heard you were down in Mexico.

You shoulda stayed down there.

- It got a little too Mexican for me.

- You're wanted by the law.

So we have to take you in.

- This is all a misunderstanding.

- We'll take you back to base camp,

- that's exactly what I want you to do.

Take me back to the major.

You're gonna get a surprise of your life.

Maybe your last one, too.

- Take care of her.

Not like that.

You, stand up.

Get dressed.

Cuff her.

- Got a smoke?

Sure.

Now march.

- Whoa.

Hey.

- I won't look.

- Where'd you come from, old man?

- I live around here.

You stay out here all alone?

- No, I have my friends, bennie and Max.

- You got a name, old man?

- They call me old Ezra.

How bout you?

- I'm lobo the wolf.

- You're not a wolf, you're a human being.

- Well, lobo the great.

- What's so great about you?

- I'm the president of
a bad-ass biker gang.

- What biker gang?

- The sex terrorists.

You've probably seen us on TV.

- I don't watch TV.

You shouldn't call yourself a wolf.

Wolves are nicer than people.

- Here I am, trying to
take a nice little piss,

and here you are, busting my balls.

Why are you busting my balls, old man?

- You are headed for
the Eve of destruction.

- That was yesterday.

- I sure will miss
having you here, sweetie.

- Me too, grandpa.

I love the hill country, and I love you,

but I miss my friends.

- I know, sweetie.

- My senior year is coming up.

It's kind of exciting, and
kind of scary too, you know?

- I know, honey.

But, you'll have a great year.

- Oh, grandpa.

Howdy, Richard.

- Howdy.

- I sure was sorry to
hear about your mama.

- Me too, Mr. Cox.

- I appreciate that.

She was 91 years old.

She had a good life.

- Yeah, but she was your mama.

- Yeah, yeah.

- What can we get you, Richard?

It's on the house.

- Aw, you don't have to do that.

- I know, but I wanna.

- Well, how about the brisket plate?

- I'm sorry, we're all out of brisket.

The pork loin's awful
good today, really moist.

- All right, I'll have that.

- How 'bout the beans and potato salad?

- I'm sorry, it's kind of late.

We're all out of potato salad.

- Hmm, looking foward
to your potato salad.

- In fact, all we have left is beans.

- All right, I guess a
double side of beans, then.

- How 'bout a beer?

- No, grandpa, that kind of gives me gas.

- Uh, how bout a cup of coffee?

- Now that sounds good.

- Whisky for everyone.

- Whisky for everyone, and a coffee.

- Ah, actually, we were just closing.

And built up a powerful thirst.

Just one drink.

I'll buy one for you, too.

- I guess one drink won't hurt anything.

- Yeah, one drink won't hurt you.

- Ma'am.

I'm sorry.

There's no smoking in here.

It, it's a city ordinance.

- Yeah, one for you, too.

Don't mind if I do.

- What about the cowboy here?

- No thanks.

- How rude.

I offer you my hospitality
and you insult me.

- Doesn't set well with me.

- Cheers.

Amigo.

We are still thirsty.

Why don't you bring us the whole bottle?

We were closing.

- I come in here for a quiet drink,

and here you are busting my balls.

Why are you busting my balls, old man?

- Here's my best shine.

I've been saving it
for a special occasion.

- Well, this is it!

I'm sorry, sir.

There's no smoking in here.

Ooh, she looks like an angel,
an angel with golden hair.

Why were you hiding this
angel from us, old man?

- This is Emily.

- Oh, Emily, you look like
something from a fairy tale.

I think I'll call you rapunzel.

- She's my granddaughter.

- I bet her cherry ain't even popped.

- I'll blow your brains out,
you scumbag piece of shit.

- All right, dirtbags, I've
got the drop on you now.

- Ooh, you do, you really do.

And I know who you are.

Sex terrorists.

I've got papers on you.

- And just who the hell are you, cowboy?

- I'm Richard Cox, the
sheriff of Esperanza county.

- Wow!

Do they call you dick?

- Dick Cox?

- Well you're along way
from Esperanza, dick.

- I'm taking you in.

- Ooh, well, I guess this is it.

I guess there's nothing
left to do but surrender.

You feel pretty stupid
now, don't you, cowboy?

- You'll have to kill me first.

- You don't want to die.

You want to drink.

Go on, Richard, dick, Cox,
whatever the fuck your name is,

eat, drink and be merry,
for tomorrow we die.

What about you, rapunzel, are you thirsty?

- She's not supposed to drink.

She's under age.

- Is there a city ordinance for that, too?

- No, that's a state law.

- That wasn't so bad, was it?

Here, have another.

- I'm begging you, let her go!

- We're just dancing.

Is that against the law, too?

You must be one boring-ass grandpa

if you're not even going to let us dance.

- Why don't you show grandpa how to dance?

- Now dance with your boring old grandpa.

- Emily, honey, I'll see you in heaven.

- You're boring as hell.

It's all right, honey, don't cry.

Just relax and enjoy yourself.

- It's time to pop that cherry, rapunzel.

I'm an old cherry-popper from way back.

Yeah, get it boy, yeah.

Yeah, whoo.

That was some rock and roll right there.

Good fucking show.

Good show.

- Goddammit, what is
wrong with you people?

- Wrong?

- Yeah, you're fucking animals.

You're picking on old
men and little girls.

- Cowards.

You're a rotten bastard.

I am a rotten bastard.

But I have friends who aren't.

And you cops pound on them just the same.

I may deserve it, but they don't.

Their only crime is the
color of their skin.

Black lives matter, bitch.

- You're not black.

- What are you, racist?

It's a long way to Esperanza.

Let's roll.

Captain, we've been
walking from dark till dark.

I reckon you're right, for once.

Well, this will do.

- Nice.

- I'm starving.

- You don't expect to find
anything edible in there, do you?

- Well, found some jerky.

Shit!

This shit tastes like shit.

- It tastes like liver.

- I know.

I hate liver.

- Yeah, me too.

Got another piece?

- You know, this shit's probably
like two hundred years old.

- Yeah, I know.

Want some more?

Is there anything over there to wash

this filthy taste out of my mouth?

- Mezcal.

That shit tastes like shit.

Give me a swig.

Nasty.

- Ah, come one, give me some.

Ugh, shit.

- What about me?

- Oh, you don't get any, bitch.

- She's our prisoner, Joe.

- I'll take care of her.

- Aw, come on, captain.

I done walked all day, and
I need me a little reward.

And I want her tonight,
for a belly-warmer.

- Let him try.

- You can try doing you duty, Joe.

What do you think they
pay you $11 a month for?

- Wow, you take your
rangering pretty seriously.

Are you expecting a medal or something?

- You want me to let him have his way?

- Yeah.

- Now way.

You're wanted by the law,
and we're doing our duty.

- I told you boy scouts,
I'm not who you think I am.

We got company?

- Bikers.

- Bikers?

- Yeah, fucking bikers.

Five.

No, six.

- Hey, give me a weapon.

We keep hearing about in the media.

- I guess we'll find out.

- Good evening, gentlemen.

Make yourselves at home.

I can see you already did.

Find everything to your liking?

Are you hungry?

We have jerky.

- Yeah, I hate to say it,
but it tastes like shit.

- Tastes like liver.

- Naturally.

- Who are you?

- We're Texas rangers, and
this woman is our prisoner.

We thought this place was abandoned

so we took shelter here for the night.

Where are your horses?

- We've been set afoot.

- That sounds really ridiculous.

- Look, we just want to stay the night,

and then we're walking to camp tomorrow.

- You're walking all the way the hell

to the Texas ranger camp on devil's river?

- It's our duty as Texas rangers.

So who are you?

- I'm lobo the wolf, and this is my gang.

- And what are you doing here?

- This is our hideout.

We hide out in here.

- So are you wanted by the law?

- Of course we are.

Hey, don't I know you
from somewhere, bitch?

You're looking at the she beast

- I thought you were
somewhere down in Mexico.

- India.

- India?

What was that like?

- Indian.

How you liking it?

- Pretty goddamn texan.

- I know, right?

The best country in the world.

- To be buried in.

- What's your hurry?

- Yeah.

- You people are so fucked.

Are for interfering with
a law enforcement officer

doing his duty?

- You heard him, guys, we're fucked.

I guess there's nothing
left to do but surrender.

Look what you've done to one-eye.

- I guess he's no-eye now.

- Rape 'em.

- Oh hell, you know I
don't like raping men.

- You're a sex terrorist.

That's what we do.

- Fuck, lobo, do I have to?

- Here, try this.

Whoo, how do you like
that in your eye, cowboy,

your nether eye?

Why don't you join the party, baby?

Oooh.

Just rape her enough to
let her know who's boss.

I don't want her damaged.

She's worth money.

We'll sell her to the president.

- Did you get hard?

- I was fantasizing about you,
about the last drop of blood

oozing out of your mutilated corpse.

- Aw, thank you, baby.

- My god, I can't believe
it of a white woman.

- I'm on my period, bitch.

You're just as
bad as the rest of them.

- No, I'm the worst of all.

- Now, what am I going to do with you two?

- Hey, that's not fair.

I'm right handed.

- Hey, sometimes life isn't fair, amigo.

Okay.

I count to three.

May the best ranger win.

- I can't do this.

One!

Joe, you're my partner.

- Don't worry, partner.

Three!

Yeah, yeah, get 'em, get 'em!

Whoo!

- Yeah!

Yeah, right there, right there.

Yeah!

Whip his ass!

Finish him!

- Yeah, yeah, get 'em, get 'em, whoo!

- I knew you had it in you.

Yeah!

Doesn't that feel good?

Yeah!

- Yeah!

Bravo!

Bravo.

You are one hell of a
ranger, a hell ranger!

- I'd like to fuck him.

What a waste.

- Mr. Super badass ranger, we
want to show you our respects.

We are going to let you walk.

The comanche walk!

Comanche walk!

- Yi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi!

- As a super badass Texas
ranger, you must have heard of

what comanche women
like moonshine here did

to the captive rangers in the old days.

You see, moonshine likes to
keep the old traditions alive.

And I like that, because I'm
really a traditional guy.

- You rotten cowards
are all going to hell.

- Amigo, we come from hell.

Now, you can take your walk of fame.

Your super badass Texas
ranger walk of fame.

- Now you can be one-eye.

- Ooh, that's gotta hurt.

What a performance!

You guys rock!

- I want to grab that liver
before the poison hits it.

- Are you going to eat that?

- Yeah.

- Let's make tacos.

- Liver tacos?

- No time for that now.

- Two dead rangers?

Bad medicine.

- We'll have to find a new hideout.

Moonshine, grab the drugs and money.

Let's roll.

Hey, you forget something?

- I'm gonna grab those
other livers for the tacos.

- You're gonna eat one-eye's liver?

- I wouldn't want it to go to waste.

- Crank, put the cuffs on this bitch.

- Why me?

- Because I'm the fucking
president of this fucking outfit.

- All right, all right.

Be cool, baby, and you'll get
to trip with uncle cranky.

- Now that's a really big mistake, baby.

- Anyone so much as move
and I'll slit his throat.

Gauran-goddamn-teed.

- Fuck!

- Take it easy, baby.

- No, bennie, we're not
the same, not exactly.

Max and I are what you call mammals.

Well, we have hair, and our
females give live birth,

and then they nurse their young.

But don't you worry.

We may be different, but we're all family.

Actually, reptiles are kinder than people.

Damn.

Come on, Max.

We better go look and see.

- There.

- Shit.

Outta gas.

This way.

- Let's roll.

- I don't know.

This looks like a good
place for an ambush.

- Jezebel, honey, baby, sweetie,

the last time I fucking checked,

I'm the motherfucking president

of this motherfucking biker gang.

- Yeah?

Well, look where you led us.

- Moonshine, lead off.

Let's roll.

I told you, baby.

Big mistake, messing with my money.

- Time for your golden shot, bitch.

- Who the fuck is that guy?

Let's get him.

- I told you this was an ambush.

We need to retreat.

- I never retreat.

- This is a tactical retreat.

We'll find another way up there.

- She's right, lobo.

Circle around, outflank them.

- Dynamite thinking, baby.

Where the fuck is Larson?

What are you doing?

That guy was your friend.

- He wouldn't want it to go to waste.

- That things full of meth.

- Yeah.

- They're retreating, at least for now.

- You just saved my life.

Thank you.

- You're welcome.

- You must be an incredible marksman.

That was one hell of a shot.

- It was pretty nifty.

Thanks.

- You must have eyes like a hawk.

- Well these old eyes
aren't what they once were.

- Why you're, you're blind.

- I'm only blind in one eye.

- Then how did you make that shot?

- The wind told me.

- You can talk to the wind.

- Actually, I do have the eyes of a hawk.

- You can talk to a hawk.

- I can talk to all animals.

Easier than most people.

I'm Ezra.

- A minor prophet.

- What are you doing out here?

- I live here, nearby, on the mountain.

Let's head that way.

- How do you know which way?

- Max will lead the way.

I take it you're in some kind of peril.

- No, they are, now.

What have they got against you?

Not much.

I took their drugs and money.

Is that what
you've got in the bag?

Yeah.

- Well, you can stash it up here.

Who are they?

- A bunch of low-life losers born to die.

They call themselves the sex terrorists.

- Ah, I've heard of them.

And did they, did they, uh...

- Yeah, they lived up to their name.

- Rotten bastards.

So what are you going to do?

- Get mean.

And I mean dirty mean.

Down and dirty mean.

- You mean mad dog mean.

- Exactly.

- Not you, Max, you're a coyote.

So what's your name?

- Enyo.

- That's unusual.

- She was a Greek goddess of war.

- I never heard of her.

- She was only a minor deity.

- Oh.

- There's only two ways off that mountain.

I've been up there.

His word is true.

- Let's split up.

- I ride with you.

- No, I ride with him.

- I was thinking about riding
with old liver-eating Larson.

- What are you, queer?

- I'm thinking about it.

It might be better than two evil bitches

fighting over me all the time.

- No bitch, fuck you.

- Hey, hey, girls, girls,
peace, take it easy.

Now listen, you fucking
bitches are forgetting

who we are and what we're doing here.

Number one, we're a biker gang.

The sex terrorists, dig it?

That means we get to fuck
who we want, when we want.

Number two, there's a couple

of deadly motherfuckers up there.

They know who we are,
they know what we've done,

and they've got my fucking money.

Now get over there and guard that trail.

Let's roll.

- With those yahoos out there somewhere,

we'll make a cold camp.

- Do you mind if I sleep here?

- How could you even
find your way out here?

- Felix shows me the way.

- What is with you and that snake?

- He's the symbol of my people.

- Aren't you scared of him?

- Felix is my brother.

Whoa, what are you doing?

You're just turning him loose?

- He will lead us to water.

- And you can trust him.

He's not going to run away?

I trust him
more than any human being.

- Yeah, some people can be snakes.

Like one son of a bitch I know.

- Why do you let him get to you?

I want him to want me.

- He does.

- Yeah, and everybody else.

- So?

- I want him to want only me.

- That's not going to happen.

This is lobo the great
we're talking about, right?

He fucks everything he sees.

That's just how he rolls.

- Yeah, I guess you're right.

- You should open your eyes, girl,

look around you a little more.

I see what you mean.

- I'm hungry.

And moonshine's got the
tortillas, so we can't make tacos.

- Hey, check it out.

- I'm so glad you brought me here, Rita.

- I'm so glad you're glad.

I got some really great rock samples, too.

- Oh yeah, me too.

- This place was sacred to the comanches.

- I know.

- Yeah, me too.

It's so great the president opened it up

for recreational use.

- I know, who knew that
camping could be so cool?

- I know, right?

Cheers.

Good evening, ladies.

- Oh!

Sorry.

- What, what's going on?

- We smelled something yummy.

- And we sure are hungry.

- All we have is beans.

We don't come empty-handed.

- Got anything to drink?

- Just margaritas.

Sounds like a party.

- Ooh, what is that?

- Liver.

Which one?

- Crank's.

Where are you ladies from?

- Alaska.

- Alaska?

What do you do there?

- Save whales.

- You save that needle?

Yeah.

- No!

- Hey girls, let's trip.

This is some bomb-ass shit.

I mean dyn-o-mite, baby.

- Thanks, Felix.

I was getting thirsty.

Um, yum.

Nice and cool.

I could use a bath.

- Music, music bitches.

Dance, bitches.

- Dance.

- Yeah, dance.

Strip.

Hey!

- I said strip!

- Take it off.

Take it off.

Right.

That's it.

- Nice tits.

I'd like to bite 'em.

Right.

- Nice to meet you, Felix, I'm Ezra.

That's right, you can't
trust the spirit of jezebel.

She's a human and you can't trust them.

Oh, the other one's an Indian.

Well, you can trust her.

- Look at me.

Look at me.

- Shit!

- That's weird.

- You saved my life.

I owe you one, partner.

- Maybe next time you save mine.

- Let's camp here.

What do we have to eat.

- Mice.

- That Felix killed?

- Yeah.

- You're eating a mouse that
your coral snake poisoned.

- Yeah, you want some?

- No.

- How 'bout a lizard?

- No thanks.

- How 'bout some grasshoppers?

- Well, it's a new day.

- And we're still not dead.

- Got anything to eat?

- Jerky.

- What kind?

Good.

- Did you sleep well, baby?

- Mm, yes.

That ground was kind of hard, though.

Baby, I've always wanted
to tell you something.

What is that, sweetheart?

- Never turn you back on a white-eye.

- Ah, you bitch!

- There's only room for one
bitch in this biker gang.

And now I fulfill my wildest dream.

- Watch for me on the
mountain, moonshine is my name,

firewater is my brother,
danger is my twin,

I am the lizard queen,
I will haunt your dream.

- Well, that was fun.

Now we have to get back to business.

- Is there anything to eat?

- Jerky.

- Yeah.

You guys really made a mess.

- What the hell are you doing here?

- Looks like you had a party.

You're not supposed to party without me.

- Where's moonshine?

- We threw a party.

She didn't make it.

- You bitch?

- What was that?

- You fucking whore.

- If you start walking now you might even

make out of here alive.

Goddamn.

We're unhorsed and set afoot.

- I'm gonna kill that fucking bitch.

- Are you sure you want to?

She's a pretty good lay.

- I'm gonna cut her cunt off
and make a hat out of it.

- That will look cool.

Well I guess there's nothing left to do

but start walking and try to stay alive.

- Oh, brilliant fucking plan, genius,

I never would have thought of that.

But first I'm gonna
kill that fucking bitch.

- You know, I'm sick of this shit.

You are not presidential enough.

I'm out of here.

- Hey, there's only one way
out of this gang, my friend.

Now you're out of the gang, sucker.

And you can keep your stank ass liver.

How did you lose your sight?

- Vietnam.

I was an army ranger.

When I got back to the states,

they dropped me light a hot potato.

The president wasn't very
grateful for my sacrifice.

Some things never change.

What was it like in nam?

- It was a clusterfuck.

One gigantic atrocity.

The things I saw,

The things I did.

I don't even know what the
fuck I was doing over there,

other than killing people.

I did a lot of that.

- That sounds exactly like Syria.

- You were in Syria?

- What was that like?

Seriously fucked up.

I don't know what I was doing out there,

other than killing
people, and I still don't.

She's making smoke.

She wants to meet.

- I'll meet you at the devil's sinkhole.

- Easy.

Actually, I come in peace.

- How come?

And you come with me.

- Me?

- Yeah.

You've betrayed too many
people with too much money.

They'll pay for your scalp,

but they'll pay a lot more for you alive.

- And you expect me to
just tag along with you?

- Yeah.

Because I'm the only one with
my finger on the trigger.

- Wrong, bitch.

I'm a ranger, and I've been on
your trail since San antone.

- Yes, Daphne, you are my soul mate.

But I am half-human and I have my needs.

- I have to move quick to head them off.

- I'll catch up to you later.

- Hold it right there, lobo.

You have no gang to back you up.

It's just you and me now.

- I told you it was a big mistake

messing with my money, bitch.

Now hand it over.

- Hey there little red riding hood,

how 'bout one last dance with the wolf?

- I'm a rich bitch now.

Men are all talk, aren't they?

But women?

Women are made for action.

Those men you burned?

They'll pay plenty when
they find out you're a cop.

You're not the she beast.

You're just a plain old pig.

- You know why they call me the
she beast of devil mountain?

- Show me, bitch.

- Now, what am I going to do with you?

- I've got this.

Well, where are you from originally.

- Right around here.

- A native texan?

Tell me, are all Texas
gals as mean as you?

- To be born a texan means
one thing, you were born mean.

What's next?

At the ranger camp on devil's river.

That's a long walk.

Oh, I'll just go back

to my little piece of paradise.

You know what?

If you don't mind, I think I'll join you.

- What about the major
and the ranger camp?

- They can wait.

I'm due a vacation.

- How 'bout them?

- Leave them as a warning to others.