Original subtitles

- Job for Maximus.

I have coordinates.

Request pickup at rendezvous alpha.

Operation is a go.

- Grenade.

- It's locked.

- Get out of the way.

- Proceed according to plan, rendezvous in Canada.

I will be at the drop point north of the border.

- The pilot's standing by.

- Dark comms, we cannot fuck this up.

- Hey, Bill.

- Jackson, what are you up to?

- I'm just hanging around.

- Well, I've got a client here looking

for a guy for an elk hunt.

Uh, would you be interested in coming up to the lodge?

- Yeah, I could use the work.

Wife's been bugging me to book something.

- Ah, perfect.

Um, opening day is Saturday.

I'll see you at the lodge.

Book you in the same hotel as usual.

- Thanks, I'll see you at the lodge.

- Babe.

Babe, I'm home.

What the fuck?

- You said you- - What the fuck?

You said you weren't- - What the fuck, this guy?

- coming home till tomorrow. - You fucking kidding me?

This guy?

Wait you fucking- - are you kidding?

- What are you doing? - What the fuck is

your problem? - My problem?

What is your problem?

Oh, you had no idea? - Oh, my God.

- You had no idea?

You had no idea? - What the fuck is

wrong with you? - What's wrong with me?

What's wrong with you? - Are you fucking serious?

- You're my wife. - Oh, my God.

It doesn't feel like it

because every fucking day leave me here.

And then you go off into the fucking mountains by yourself.

What do you expect?

- Let me go, man.

- You're a freak, honey. - I expect you

to act like my wife.

- We died with Haley. We died.

- I wish, I wish that I died with Haley.

- You're so fucking sad.

You're so fucking sad.

Take your Goddamn wedding ring.

I am so done.

- We're not done.

- We are so done.

- Good morning, Montana,

a small plane crash just south

of the Canadian border last night.

Officials believe there was no survivors,

and only the pilot was killed.

In other news, opening of hunting season is

just two days away with temps looking to drop.

It should be a good one.

The time is 7:48 AM.

Now, back to the country hits.

- We'll go find our room.

- But you said

we would go get some ice cream.

- Well, we just have to go find our room first.

- Excuse me.

Excuse me.

You dropped this.

- Thank you.

- You're welcome.

- The last known coordinates

from the pilot were in this region.

It is presumed the package is with him.

We believe the piloted ejected before the crash.

The package is in the wild.

It must be captured at all costs.

Use all means necessary.

- This is tango leader.

Is there any chance there are packages with the wreckage?

- Negative, we've searched the crash site.

It has to be with the pilot.

- Then, we'll find him.

Whiskey seven out.

- Jimmy, let me tell you something.

That's no bullshit.

If that nun weighted a pound, she weighed 300.

We used to talk.

- Sorry, new waitress got slammed.

What can I get you?

- Just a beer.

- You got a preference?

- You got Mountains Walking?

- Yeah, I got Mountains Walking.

Well, obviously she needs a little more training.

- Oh, come on, baby, it's okay.

It's just spilled milk, all right?

Don't worry yourself over it,

but I'll tell you what.

I am gonna have to clean that milk up.

I'd better use this mop

that I have here my hands.

- Clean it up.

- Cleaning.

- Jackson, Jackson.

- Jackson.

Oh, Jackson.

Jackson, Earth to Jackson.

Are ya all right?

I'm a little worried about ya.

- Murph, hey.

- And, uh, what happened to the moosh there?

- Nothing.

- None of my business.

But, uh, that reminds me of a joke

the old man told me when I was a kid.

Guy gets in the subway train.

He's got a black eye.

Sits down next to another guy,

and the other guy's got a black eye.

And he says to him, uh, "Hey, buddy,

how'd you get your black eye?"

And he goes, uh, "Uh, I was looking to go on vacation.

So, I went into a travel agency,

and, uh, here's this hottie blonde

with a big rack and a tight sweater.

I wanna ask her for two tickets to Pittsburgh.

And I ended up asking her for two pickets to Tittsburgh."

Uh, he looks at at him, and he goes,

"How'd you get your black eye?"

"I came down to sit at the breakfast table,

and the wife asked me what I'd like to have,

and what I wanted to say was, 'A bowl of Post Toasties,'

but what I ended up saying was,

'You fucking whore, you've ruined my life.'"

- That's a good one.

That is a good one, Murph.

The last time you told it to me,

the last time, they were on a bus, but I think,

I think the subway, subway is much, much better.

Way better.

- Oh, I know.

Ah.

Hey, anyway, I heard what happened at your house

with that little asshole, Robby.

That wasn't right.

Let me tell you, that little douchebag,

I fucking taught him everything he knows

about service work, heating, plumbing, all right?

You want me to take him out behind a plumbing shop

and straighten his ass out, I'll fucking do that.

- No, look.

Appreciate it, okay?

It's my life, my problem.

I'll take care of it.

- Hey, you gimme the word, I'll take him

out back and get all Jersey all over his shit.

- It's all good.

- We all right with that?

I'm sorry about that.

Anyway, I'm supposed to pick up this guy

coming in from Canada, and God knows where he is.

He's running a little late, but anyway, I gotta go.

We all right?

All right, we'll catch up with you.

- All right, brother. - All right, later.

- Let me go.

Get away from me.

Someone help me.

Stop, no, stop.

I mean it.

I mean it, stop.

Stop.

Hey, I mean it, stop.

- Thank you.

- Who'd you piss off?

- You know, usual story.

You know, came down to breakfast,

and wife asked me what I wanted.

I wanted to tell her I'd like a bowl of cereal,

but instead, I said, "You fucking whore.

You ruined my life."

She, uh, she smacked me.

- Well, good to see you haven't changed much.

- Yeah, how are the elk doing?

- Oh, they're still up high.

It's been pretty warm.

Should be coming down soon, though.

- Hope my guy likes walking.

- Client's not a guy.

- What?

- There she is.

- Hi.

I'm Kate.

- Jackson.

- My father always wanted to take me hunting,

but he never did it.

When he passed, I felt it would be a good way to connect.

So, I made the jump and moved to Montana.

I don't even have an apartment yet.

I've been staying at that motel.

I'm riding with his ashes.

I'd like to spread them when we get an elk.

It's funny the things we regret when a loved one dies.

It's hard to connect when you've lost someone.

- Hunting isn't about talking.

- Thought we were just riding to high camp.

- We are, and we're gonna do it quietly.

Animals know when they're being hunted,

so pretty please with sugar on top-

- Shut the fuck up?

- That's your tent over there.

Make yourself comfortable.

I'll get the horses settled in,

and then I'll start on dinner.

Pull out your rain gear.

I'll put it in my pack for tomorrow,

cut down on your weight.

We're gonna be putting down a lot of miles.

Never gets old.

- This is alpha one.

I'm on the northern ridge side.

No indication of the pilot yet.

- This is whiskey seven.

I've got nothing to your six.

I'm moving to your position.

- This is tango leader.

We've got nothing in the third or fourth quadrant.

- So, sun up tomorrow's it 7:56.

Means the first legal shot's 7:41.

We wanna be in position 7:15 latest.

It's about hour walk to get there,

so breakfast 5:30.

- I'd like to split up to cover more ground.

- No.

- Why not?

- Because this is a guided hunt.

Can't split up.

- But wouldn't we have a better shot of getting an elk?

- I'm not hunting.

I'm guiding.

- What's the difference?

- I'm here to keep you safe

and, um, take care of your needs.

- I like the sound of that.

- There's grizzlies, okay?

You could cross into Canada.

You could accidentally shoot an illegal animal.

- Are we that close to Canada?

An illegal animal?

- Yeah.

You know the difference

between a brown-tined bull and a spike bull?

Or, how about what side of the creek section 314 ends

and 317 begins, making it illegal to shoot a cow?

Or, what are you gonna do, shoot a bull,

runs off into somebody's private field, hmm?

- A spike bull is an elk with antlers that do not branch.

You can't shoot a bull east of Mill Creek.

And if your cow end's up in a private field this far out,

you should be a better shot.

Just 'cause I'm a girl doesn't mean I don't know shit, 'kay?

If you have something to say, say it.

- Well, I look forward to showing you an adventure.

- I bet you will.

- You know, just 'cause you read a book about it

or you know, watched a hunting show doesn't mean

anybody can do this.

- That is why I hired you.

- I put it right here.

- It's pretty good.

I like that.

- Look, Hailey, Daddy's got the ball.

- Throw me the ball.

Throw me the ball.

- Okay, ready?

Here it comes.

Oh, yes. - Yeah.

- Nice job.

- Again, again.

- All right, here comes a deep pass.

No.

- Oh, my God.

- Sh.

Did you hear 'em?

They're right up there.

We're gonna go, but go really quietly.

Sh.

Sh.

It's funny, we, we know they're so close,

but they can feel the pressure,

and they just, just move on.

- We should split up.

- Not a chance.

- Up.

- Yeah, it's pretty big.

You know, grizzly bears

in this area actually run towards gunshots.

- Why?

- Because they've learned it's usually a hunter's kill,

trying to get a nice, easy meal before hibernation.

- Ah.

- Come on.

That thing doesn't wanna have anything to do with us.

Look at that.

- What is it?

- It's a print.

- Elk?

- Yeah, looks pretty fresh.

Come on.

Might be something up there.

- I'm too tired.

It's getting late.

We've been at it for 10 hours.

- Okay, I'm gonna go to the top of the ridge.

If there's a herd of elk up there,

at least we'll know for tomorrow.

Kate.

Kate.

What happened?

You okay?

- I took a shot at a bull.

- What?

- A bull elk, I took a shot, and I missed.

Did you see anything up there?

- Me?

Uh, yeah, I, I saw a bull out, too.

- Guess we should start here tomorrow.

- Yeah, yeah.

We still gotta drop your dad off.

- What?

- The ashes in the urn.

- Yeah.

- Yeah.

All right, let's, uh, let's get back to camp.

- So, what got you into hunting?

- Well, I dunno.

I had the experience.

So, tell me, did you really come out here to shoot an elk,

spread your father's ashes,

start a new life in Big Sky Country?

- Daddy wasn't cut out to be a dad.

I'd like to say he did his best, but he didn't.

I wanted to come up here to truly put him to rest.

I, I hope we will tomorrow.

- Stop pushing me away, Jackson.

I won't let you do this to me, to us.

We can get through this together.

We can be there for each other.

You just, you gotta let me in.

- There's a part of me that's missing,

a part of me that never came back and died.

And every day, I, I wait for it to come back.

Then, every day, I'm disappointed because there it is

just waving at me,

reminding me, taunting me.

- But what?

But what, Jackson?

You say you wanna be here with me, to be here now,

so do it.

I lost Haley, too.

We can get through all of this together, you and me.

We can do this.

You gotta trust me.

We can make it through all of this together.

You need to trust me.

- Got colder last night.

- Try some pants.

- No, it's all right.

It reminds me of boarding school in Russia.

- You went to boarding school in Russia?

- Da.

I told you I'm full of surprises.

Can I get some coffee?

- Yeah, you gotta grind it.

- All right.

- Suspect is armed.

- All right, no sudden moves.

Everyone move in slowly.

- Get down, down.

- Be advised target is engaged.

- Stay down.

We gotta go.

- My father's urn.

- You'll end up in an urn.

Come on.

- Good.

- Take the shot.

Do it.

- Jackson.

- Gun.

Let's go.

Now.

- Target's on foot, one male, one female.

Package presumed to be with targets.

Intercept and neutralize.

- Copy that, Dina.

We're in pursuit.

- Stay with me.

- What's happening?

- Go, go.

- What's going on?

- Keep moving.

- Jackson, stop.

- They're coming.

- Jackson, stop.

I need pants. I need pants.

Jackson. - Shit.

I got your rain pants in mine.

- Who are those guys?

What's going on?

- This is bad.

This is my fault.

- Why are they shooting at us?

- I found a case full of money yesterday.

- You what?

- Up in that deer stand on top of the ridge line.

There was a dead guy in a parachute.

In his hand was a submachine gun,

and at his feet, there was a case full of money.

- Yeah, right.

- We gotta get outta here.

I ruined your hunt.

- You ruined my hunt?

You saved my life.

- I never should have opened the case.

They wouldn't have chased us.

- Just get me outta here alive.

We can split the money.

- All right, that's a deal.

- What are we gonna do?

- Kill 'em.

- Go.

- Targets were engaged but able to escape.

In pursuit now.

Package presumed to be with them.

- What do you mean presumed?

- It's with them.

We'll get it.

- Very good, send me your coordinates.

- I said we'll get it.

It'll be had.

- Send me your coordinates.

I'm gonna get you your money back.

- There's no out running dirt bikes.

How good of a shot are you?

- What do you mean?

- I got a plan.

Come on.

- I really hate your plan.

- If they stop, I'll give 'em the bag.

If they don't, you shoot 'em.

- What if they just shoot you?

- It's hard to get a clean shot from a moving bike.

- What if they stop and then shoot you?

- Well, let's just hope I can draw quicker than them.

- Drop the bag.

Hands in the air.

- You're crazy.

- Jackson.

- Drop the gun.

Drop the bag.

Drop that gun.

I'll blow her head off.

- Okay, all right, just tell me

what you want me to do first.

- You heard what I said.

Just do it.

- Okay, I'm really bad at directions.

- Just drop the- - Look, you got

a gun at my friend's head.

You just tell me what you want me to do first.

- Don't be stupid.

You heard me.

- Let's do mine.

Let's do it my way.

- You are crazy.

- Alpha one to Dina,

target's engaged on North Road.

Permission to engage.

- Excellent, kill them and retrieve the package.

- Jackson, on your right.

- You okay?

- I'm fine. - Okay, let's go.

- Who are you really?

- On your feet, let's go.

Those aren't for this.

Listen, we need to get some cover and get off this mountain.

- Who are you really?

- I'm just a hunting guide trying to get you down safe.

I think you should go down alone, all right,

no pack, no money, no reason to bother you.

It'll be safer.

- Absolutely not, I'd die on that trail.

- Yeah?

Well, you may die up here.

- I am not walking on foot

through grizzly bear-infested woods while a bunch

of paramilitary guys with machine guns shoot at me.

I trusted you to take me up here.

You need to get me out, too.

Who are you?

- That is an MDRX bullpup assault rifle,

suppressed and chambered in 308,

has a multidynamic firing system

between semi-automatic and fully automatic modes.

It weighs 8.7 pounds.

The firing mechanics are all located behind the trigger.

The purpose of this design gives the MDRX

a shorter overall length than a conventional rifle

of a similar barrel length.

It comes in four main variants,

223, 308, 6.5 Creedmoor, and 300 Blackout.

This, this is a custom-made assault rifle

chambered in a NATO 556 round.

These guys, these guys are pros.

I was a Navy Seal for most of my life.

We stepped into something really bad.

- So, military operatives are trying to kill us?

- They probably just want the money.

- What if they don't just want the money?

What if they wanna kill you

because you know about the money?

- We, we know about the money.

So, what do you say?

I'll get you on that trail.

You can go down alone.

It'll be safer for you.

- You're not hearing me.

Trust me.

I need you.

Please.

- I don't do that.

- What?

- Trust.

- If, if I'm going down the mountain, it's with you.

If I'm gonna die, it's not gonna be

at the hands of some gunman or a bear.

I'm staying with you.

- Okay.

I'm your guide.

I'll get you out of this alive.

Let's go.

- This isn't the way we came, is it?

- Nope, it's a back way.

I'm hoping not to run into anyone.

- Hate to burst your bubble.

- Go, go, go.

- We're trapped.

We should go back.

- No, no.

We can ascend it.

- What?

- I can climb it.

- You're gonna rock-climb it

with an automatic weapon strapped to you and a backpack?

- No, that would be ridiculous.

- Then what?

- You're gonna have the pack.

I'm gonna go up, and I'll bring you up.

If we can gain

the knife-blade ridge, we can get to the truck really fast,

long as nobody falls.

- And that sounds better?

- I don't like this.

- What is it?

- If you can't see the target, you become the target.

We're being hunted.

We gotta get up this wall.

'Kay.

When the rope goes tight, it means you're on belay.

- What does that mean?

- When the rope goes tight, you start climbing up.

- And if I fall, I'm safe?

- I'm only giving you a hip belay.

Don't fall.

- Drop the pack and put your hands in the air.

- Watch the rope.

Ow.

- Jackson, pull me up.

Oh, shit. - That's it.

Keep coming.

I've got you.

Did you get hit?

- I think it grazed me.

- You're gonna sit down.

Hold on.

Where'd you learn to fight like that?

- I told you.

I'm full of surprises.

- Okay.

- My dad wanted a boy,

so he made me take mixed martial arts.

Look, I don't think you got a direct hit on that guy.

- Yeah.

How's your leg?

- It hurts.

- All right, let me have the pack.

- You don't trust me?

- Look, I need to get a look at the leg.

- Here.

Here.

Try it this way.

How's it look?

How's it look?

- It just grazed you.

Let me have the pack.

- The pack?

- Yeah.

There's a first aid kit in the pack.

We gotta stash the case.

- You wanna hide a case full of money in the woods

after everything we've been through?

- Look, you're hit.

This case, it's just gonna slow us down.

We stand a much better chance of surviving

if it's not on us.

- I'm not hit.

It grazed me.

- You trust me?

- I trust you.

- Good.

I know just the place.

Come on.

Watch your step.

- What's your plan?

- We're gonna hide the case in that tree.

- What?

- You'll see.

Okay.

Hold this.

Okay.

I'm gonna go up the tree.

I'm gonna drop this rope down to the bottom.

You're gonna tie it to the case.

I'm gonna pull it up, 'kay?

You watch. - Really?

- Yeah, it's gonna work.

- All right.

- Rope's coming down.

You got it?

- Yeah.

- Okay, tie it to the pack.

You good?

- Yeah.

- All right, I'm gonna pull it up.

- Okay.

- It worked.

- Genius.

Think we'll see that case again?

- I hope so.

All right, the sun's going down.

We're a couple miles from my truck.

All right, let's go.

- What are you doing?

- I'm gonna throw the pack in the river.

That way, if they find it,

it's far away from us and the money.

You okay?

- Yeah, I'm fine. - You cold?

- I'm fine.

- All right, we gotta keep moving.

Let's go.

That's one heck of a view.

These guys are like the freaking plague.

Come on, come on. Keep up.

Come on, keep up.

- Easy for you to say, Mr. Navy Seal.

I don't usually spent my time running

around the mountain at altitude being chased by a maniac.

- Yeah, well, now you know what feels like to be an elk.

So, next time I take you hunting,

you'll have new insight into how to stalk a bull,

and you'll be able to get yourself one.

- Assuming there is a next hunt.

- I got one more trick on my sleeve.

Come on.

- This is your plan, getting us killed?

No way, I don't do water.

You should just kill them.

- Yeah?

Do you wanna stay here and die, or do you wanna live?

Okay, there's a rapid ahead.

Stay on me.

Here we go.

Stay calm.

Hold your breath.

- Jackson, Jackson.

Jackson, where are you?

- They're in the river, headed down.

Fan out.

Search the banks and any possible egress points.

- Jackson.

Jackson.

Jackson.

- You okay?

- Great.

Never been better.

- At least you're alive.

Look on the bright side.

Most tourists pay hundreds of dollars to float that river.

You got it for free.

- Most tourists do it in a raft and don't almost die.

- Yeah, well, I never said I was a rafting guy.

Now, listen, we gotta get outta here.

We bought us some time but not a lot.

Let's go.

- Jackson, it's so cold.

- I know. Come on.

- We gotta get outta here.

- We're almost there.

Keep moving.

Come on.

Don't quit. Come on.

Okay, okay.

- What's the plan?

- We're gonna take this road back to the trailhead,

and my truck, it's about four miles.

- Four miles?

- Yep, yep, we're gonna move fast on this road,

get back to my truck.

I got some toys that'll even the odds.

Well, I'll be.

Guess we won't have to walk all the way after all.

Come on.

You good?

It's a friend of mine.

- Jackson, what are you doing way the fuck out here?

- Was on a hunt.

Uh, our horses got spooked and left us on foot.

We were walking back to my truck.

Do you think we could, uh, catch a ride?

- Yeah, my passenger's seat had that fire, though.

Jump in the back.

There's plenty of room.

- Murph, this is Kate, my client.

- What are you doing with a roughneck like him

way the fuck out here, sweetie?

- He's not so bad.

- All right, come on.

Jump in the back.

Get up and in the back, sweetie.

Get up and in there with your boyfriend.

Get up. Get in.

Lemme see your hands.

Get up and in there. Lay down.

- Jackson.

Jackson, Jackson.

Jackson.

- Oh, here's the cute couple, huh?

How you doing, honey?

You gonna tell Uncle Murph

where that money is now?

- Don't touch me.

I told you I don't know where Jackson put the money.

- Huh?

Come on, tell Uncle Murph where the money is.

- I just came up here to go hunting

and spread my father's ashes.

- Oh, were you daddy's little girl?

Where's the money?

Where's the money?

- Eat shit.

- Oh, honey, I need a yard

of your shit to kiss your asshole.

Where's the fucking money?

- I told you I don't know.

- You lizard-brained bitch.

You're gonna to tell me sooner or later.

- No.

- Oh, look who's waking up?

Oh, Jackson.

Look who's waking up?

Jackson, Jackson, come on.

Wake up now.

Time to talk to Uncle Murph.

Hey, Jackson, come on.

Wake up.

Time to talk to Uncle Murph, buddy.

Come on.

Come on, Jackson.

We're gonna go have a nice talk now.

Oh, Jackson.

Time to wake up, Jackson.

Hey, Jackson.

Jackson, wake the fuck up.

Where's the fucking money, Jackson?

Where's the fucking money?

You know, Jackson, I never thought that this would be

where I'm coming outta retirement.

I always thought a couple months you'd come looking for me,

and I'd have to pick up the tools

just to tie up some loose ends.

I never really thought that I'd be coming

around here chasing you.

Ain't life a fucking bitch?

Now, where's the fucking money, Jackson?

- Where's the girl?

- I've already questioned her, and she didn't come

across with anything whatsoever.

That's the only reason you're still alive.

Where is the motherfucking money?

You know, it's been a while, but it's like riding a bike.

I'll just pick it right up where I left off.

Where is the fucking money?

Where is the fucking money?

- Oh, I'm sure you still know how to do your job, Murph.

Those skills, once you learn 'em,

they're kinda hard to forget.

Believe me, I tried.

Never saw it coming.

- Well, you know, I had to do a little role-playing

out here in the country, you know?

I mean, I really did.

I really liked it, too.

You know, I shoulda been an actor.

That pilot, Nate, he was a friend of mine.

I was supposed to pick him up at the border.

What'd you do, take a sack of money off a dead guy,

you sick fuck?

Ah, I woulda done the same fucking thing, Jackson.

Don't get me wrong.

I like you and the people out here.

I also like $100 million, and some Mai Tais,

and some strippers on the beach, huh?

That would be nice.

- I know what you mean, Murph.

So, how's this gonna go Murph, huh?

You gonna torture me, make me talk?

- Yeah, something just like that.

But you know, we could save all that mess.

All you gotta do is tell me where the fucking money is.

That's all, and then it'll end

a little differently, all right?

- Tell you what, Murph.

This life's kicked my ass.

My daughter dies.

My wife cheats on me.

Got more bills than I got fucking money.

My body's old and broken.

- Oh, poor Jackson.

You're really gonna make me lose some sleep over your life?

Come on.

I need to know where that fucking money is.

Are we seeing eye to eye, big boy?

- But ain't muscle memory a funny thing, Murph?

Yeah, muscle memory.

You know when you do something,

no matter how long it's been since you done it,

the body remembers how to do it.

Yeah, you know, like take, uh, picking a lock for example.

- What?

- Now, we see eye to eye, Murph.

Kate?

Kate.

Kate.

Kate.

Oh, my God.

Are you okay?

- Fine.

You have some interesting friends.

Murph is a real asshole.

- Yeah, I know.

We gotta get outta here.

We've been followed.

- It's him, isn't it?

- Yeah.

Later.

- Shit. - Come on.

Run.

- It's just me and you now, frog man,

and I eat seals for breakfast.

Looks like that's the end of your little girlfriend.

You're next.

- Are you okay?

- Yeah, never better.

Are you?

- Same.

Are all your hunting trips this much fun?

- Yeah, all of 'em.

Sometimes you get to play the hunter, not the hunted.

What do you say we get some clothes on,

go get that money?

- And my father's ashes.

Should we open it?

- Yeah.

That is a ton of cash.

- Just one more thing.

- Well, I guess you'll never forget your first hunt, huh?

- It's not over yet.

- Ain't it funny, though?

You did all those martial arts, you know, for your dad,

learned how to shoot a gun,

but you never went hunting with him.

Why? Why?

Why?

- Why?

- I recruited you to kill my enemies.

- What?

- You're a pawn.

- I saved you.

- You did exactly what we knew you would do.

- I trusted you.

- Dina, is it done?

- She escaped.

I'm gonna kill that bitch.