===HUNTER=== ==hunter.zrj@gmail.com==
He say, ''Good morning,'' and ask, ''How is your hand?''
It's-- It's better.
What's Ieft of it.
Sorry.
We wouId like to speak with you if you feeI well enough.
Yeah, that's all right.
-Coffee? -No, thank you.
Tell us about this pIace you mention, in Slovakia.
It's this....
It's some kind of factory...
...where these people, these very rich people...
...they pay to torture and kill kids.
Mostly backpackers.
And they killed two of my friends.
They take you from this hosteI...
...and they bring you to this factory and....
I went there looking for Josh.
He was one of my friends and they took him there and....
And they....
They killed him.
It was horribIe.
He ask how you survive.
I....
I escaped.
Who organize this pIace?
I don't know. It's some kind of hunting cIub. They....
They all have the same tattoo.
It's a dog.
It's a bloodhound dog.
Strange that you mention this tattoo.
Why?
Because someone was found dead in a train station bathroom in Vienna...
...with this same bIoodhound tattoo you describe.
Security tapes from this station show him entering from a pIatform...
...where a train arrive earller that day from Slovakia.
It came through the same station in Vienna.
You were on that tape.
Did his tattoo Iook something like this?
What the fuck's going on?
HeIp! Somebody heIp me!
Jesus.
You hungry?
It's 3:1 5 in the morning.
I have to take these with food. I wanna know if you want anything.
Yeah, I want you to taIk to someone.
When are you gonna tell Josh's mother what happened?
I'm not.
She still thinks her son's in Europe.
What the fuck am I supposed to tell her?
-She'll go straight to the pollce. -Yeah, exactIy. Someone shouId.
No, no one shouId. You don't get it. These peopIe are tied into everyone.
Somebody starts asking questions...
...they're gonna come after me and find me.
At my grandmother's house? I've been coming here since I was a kid.
I can bareIy find the pIace. I had to ask my sister for directions.
-You toId your sister we were here? -Yeah. So?
-Well, who eIse knows? -No one!
Jesus.
I'm doing this for your protection too. You know that, right?
Oh, Paxton....
Look.
I took you back because I feIt bad.
But you're going crazy.
You wake up every night screaming, and I can't sIeep.
Well, that won't be a probIem anymore.
Paxton, that's not what I--
Oh, fuck.
Morning!
Paxton?
Hey.
Lorna?
Sorry. I was trying to be in the moment.
Absorb.
Do you think she ever saw a cock before this cIass?
If she did, it was in a Botticeill.
Oh, my God.
If I hear her taIk about how emotionaI the Botticeillis are one more time...
...I swear to God, I'm gonna choke the bitch to death.
Untll Tuesday.
Are you all packed for Prague?
-Jeans. No heeIs. -Awesome.
I can't do it on the cobbIestone. I don't know how you do it.
I can teach you if you bring heeIs.
Axelle.
Hands on your penclls, boys.
-WouId he ever? -Excuse me, girIs.
-Excuse me. Hi. -Hi.
-May I see? -Oh, they're just rough.
Show her. Don't be shy.
That's the one of you.
-Oh, wow, that's beautifuI. -Thanks.
How much wouId you want for it?
I wouIdn't sell them. You can have this one.
-Really? -Yeah.
-Oh, my God, thank you so much. -You're weIcome.
Can I buy you a drink or something?
Oh, I'm actually Iate. We're catching a train to Prague, but....
-I don't know. Maybe some other time. -Okay.
-Yeah! Okay. -Okay.
-I'll see you. -All right. Bye. Thanks.
No, Dad. It's Prague. We're gonna be fine.
It's not the Ukraine.
No.
No, Dad, do not book the Four Seasons.
Book it, bitch. Book it. PIease!
Because, Dad, no college students are staying at the Four Seasons.
And, you know, it's for oId peopIe. So thank you, but pIease don't.
What?
Yeah. Yes, we have chaperones.
Okay, Iove you. Bye.
Jesus, I hate that he calls every fucking five minutes.
-All right, Iet's go. -HoId on. We gotta wait for someone.
Who?
-Yeah. -No.
She cornered me in the apartment. She's homesick, crying.
I feIt bad. What am I supposed to say?
She's homesick for BaItimore? We're in Rome, for fuck's sake.
She's not that bad.
Wow, is that a new journaI you got there?
Yeah. It's a traveI journaI.
For emotionaI callbacks.
Of course.
Lorna, we're gonna grab a drink. You wanna go?
I'm okay. Thank you.
All right. Well, we'll see you in a llttIe bit. Okay.
Knock yourseIf out, buddy.
See you Iater.
Excuse you. AsshoIe.
She's like a 20-year-oId grandmother.
Whatever. She'll watch our stuff. She's happy there.
That's what she likes to do.
Oh, we didn't order these.
They're from girI.
Whoa, your girIfriend's staIking us.
Hey. What are you doing?
You inspired me to take a trip.
Watch this.
You've got to be kidding me.
Hello. What's your name?
Do you know where we couId score, like, party favors?
What do you need?
I don't know. Like, bud and ecstasy and, like....
PCP?
Ice? Peyote? Crank?
Okay, okay, bud and X are good.
Sure.
We go back to my car. I got some.
Yeah?
-Yeah? -Okay.
Fuck. You know what?
I'm trying but I can't find them. Just hang on, yeah?
-You want drink? -No, I'm fine.
Hey, you know what?
It's okay because we can just get it at the cIub when we go to Prague.
No, stay.
I find them. Okay?
You smell nice.
-Whit, we gotta go. Lorna's waiting. -Yeah, we have our friend.
-You have friend? -Yeah.
One, two, three, perfetto. Otherwise, we have to take turns, huh?
You know, we're gonna go, so never mind.
Where you go? I knew you were a tease, you fucking cunt.
What the fuck did you call me?
I called you stupid fucking American cunt!
-Fuck you! -You know what?
The train to fucking Prague is Iong, you bitch.
We'll come see you.
Are you fucking insane?
What? I fucking hate that word.
''Oh, you stupid American cunt.'' I fucking Iost my temper.
Okay, but it's not like we're on campus and you can...
...call the dean and flle a report or something.
Oh, my God. Lorna, what happened?
Some guy took my iPod.
What?
Is there, like, a pollce officer on the train or something?
-Yeah. I'll go check. -Okay.
It had everything.
That's awfuI. I'm so sorry.
I'm sorry.
Here you go.
It's those fucking guys.
The fucking guys, the Itallan guys from the room down the hall.
-What do we do? -Just be quiet.
-Hi. -Hi.
Excuse me. Did one of you girIs Iose this?
Oh, my God!
How did you know this was mine?
I saw some guy run out of your room. He tried to take my bag.
I fought him off and this felled out of his pocket.
I'm a llttIe worried he might come back Iooking for me.
Well, do you wanna come in here and hang out with us?
-Really? -Yeah, we have an extra seat.
-Yeah, come in. -Totally.
Thank you.
I think...
...we all need a llttIe of this.
Oh, awesome.
Oh, no, thanks. I don't drink.
Thank you.
As my father aIways says:
''Nazdrovia.'' To your heaIth.
So are you going to Prague for the football match?
I kind of wanna go home.
Oh, I don't bIame you. I got robbed twice on the overnight train.
There are so few safe pIaces Ieft in Europe.
So where are you going?
On a llttIe spa vacation.
Where?
Slovakia.
Wait, wasn't there, like, some war in Slovakia?
There hasn't been war in Slovakia for 50 years.
That's Bosnia, darllng.
-Oh, like you knew. -I did so.
What are the spas like there?
They're the best naturaI hot springs in the worId.
I go twice a year. It's great to get away from the Itallan guys.
They get to be a bit much.
Wow, hot springs?
That sounds so therapeutic. I wanna go.
It's very easy. You just have to switch trains in Prague.
It couId be nice.
You know? I had enough gross guys for one weekend.
Okay, we'll go.
Do you know of a good pIace to stay?
-Smart move with the shoes. -What? It's so easy. You have to try it.
Hi. Can I heIp you?
-I need a room for my friends, pIease. -Yeah, cooI.
Your passports, pIease.
American. Good.
Yeah, cooI. It's 1 0 Euros for night.
No. I got this one.
No. It's on me.
-Thank you. -Money.
Thanks.
Here are your keys.
And this is a notice for the harvest fair tonight, girIs.
Will be sexy good times. Come on.
It's DoZinky. I know that. They have it every year.
-Yeah. -Lots of music, dancing, costumes.
Oh, my gosh! CouId we go?
-It sounds kind of gay. -Excuse me.
Oh, we are so going to the harvest festivaI.
-Come on. This way. -Thank you.
You're weIcome.
Do you think they have any frescoes in the room?
Wow, this room feeIs so timeIess.
Are you kidding right now?
Oh, my God!
Sexy.
CoMe here.
Yes! Yes!
Yeah!
That's what I'm taIking about, huh?
Todd, what's up?
Yeah, nothing. We're just finishing up breakfast.
Really?
Wow, I didn't think--
Jesus. You sure?
Yeah, yeah, okay. I can go right now. I'll tell her I have to meet a cllent.
Okay.
See you.
No respect for Me. No respect for Mother earth.
Well, don't you have anything to say for yourself?
Well, that's just fine. We can all ride hoMe in silence.
Gosh! This village is so enchanting.
Lorna, are you having a ''journaI-gasm'' right now?
Actually, yes. MuItipIe ones.
I get to write about how beautifuI this village is...
...and I get to write about what a raving bitch you are.
She comes back swinging!
-Well-pIayed. -Thank you.
Dollar!
Do you guys have a dollar?
-I got it. -Oh, no, no, no.
No, no, no. I got it. I got it. Let me.
I have Smints.
WouId you like a Smint?
Bitches!
WeIcome to Slovakia.
You both have corner suites with views of the river.
Here are your pagers.
Perfect. Thank you.
-You ready to do this? -Yeah, I'm ready.
Really?
Because you Iook like your dog just died.
I'm just jet-Iagged, man. I'll take a shower and I'll feeI better.
-All right. -Thanks.
Oh, my God!
Hey, guys!
Yes?
For the apartment.
Awesome, dude.
Those swords are like 1 000 Euros.
Trust me, she can afford it.
Does she get, like, a really big allowance?
No, it's more like an inheritance.
Her mom died when she was 1 2 and, like, Ieft her everything.
And so she keeps her dad on an allowance.
-Really? -Yeah.
She couId pretty much buy Slovakia if she wanted to.
Yeah. It's pretty rad.
Yeah!
Badass.
Let me see this motherfucker.
You're up, bro.
I think I'm gonna pass on the tattoo.
Come on, man, sit down.
A tattoo's not really me. It's not my styIe.
I didn't know and I don't like needIes. I don't like needIes very much.
Dude, what are you doing? Sit down.
Here's the probIem. Linda. What is she gonna say when she sees this?
My wife is not gonna really understand.
Is there some other option?
Everyone must get tattooed. Part of contract.
Yeah.
Let's do it. Come on, man.
Why don't you sit down? These guys aren't pIaying.
A tattoo is a llttIe difficuIt to expIain, Todd.
Didn't seem like you had any probIem expIaining...
...the gonorrhea you brought back from Thalland.
Can't belleve you're bringing up the gonorrhea. Every time--
Is there any probIem here?
No, no. I just didn't know that this was part of it.
Stuart.
This is not like going to a whorehouse. You can't just back out.
Get in the fucking chair.
Yeah.
Come on, man. Look at this.
I'm fucking proud of mine.
Look what I found!
Okay, and before you say anything, it's cider, it's non-aIcohollc...
...and those llttIe kids right there made it.
-Oh, my gosh, really? -Yeah.
-I'm gonna go say thank you. -Okay.
They don't speak much Engllsh.
This is quite possibIy the most aIcohollc cider I've ever tasted.
Come on, it's good for her. She needs it.
Thank you.
Well, cheers.
Oh, my God, my song! Let's go!
Come!
Come on, Borat. Let's see what you got.
There they are.
Three o'cIock.
-Jesus. -Right?
It's fucking crazy, huh? Dead ringer.
Happy fucking birthday, bro.
-Dude, where you going? -In for a better Iook.
Me?
Hi.
WouId you like to dance with me?
No, thank you. I'm--
I'm not nearIy drunk enough.
Come on. I'll show you how.
No, really. It's easy.
No. Thank you, really, but my feet. I'm tired.
I couId have heIped you.
Excuse me?
Hey.
That guy make you some troubIes?
No. He's fine.
What he say to you?
Nothing. He just wanted to dance.
He won't bother you anymore.
Oh, he wasn't bothering me.
Here. Take a drink.
-Thank you. -You're weIcome.
-Oh, I'm so sorry! -Don't worry about it.
I'm so, so sorry. I'm such an idiot.
No, it's all right.
-Here, Iet me get you a drink. -No, you don't need to.
-No, I insist. -No, no.
I insist.
Beth! Beth!
Beth! Oh, my God, Roman wants to take me on a boat ride...
...and he's just so suave and he's amazing...
...and he doesn't speak Engllsh, but we understand each other.
Yeah. Just promise me you won't go on a boat ride with him, okay?
Why not?
What's the big deaI? You don't fancy him?
Just because he's not ''Whitney approved'' or ''Beth approved'' Iooking?
No, I'm not saying that at all. I just want you to stay here where it's safe...
...we're all together, we don't get separated.
Just promise me you won't go on a boat ride with him.
Lorna, promise me you won't go on a boat ride with him.
Beth. It's okay.
-Okay. You promise? -Okay, okay, okay.
Okay.
Roman.
Okay, two, pIease.
-Here you go. I'm so sorry about that. -It's okay.
-Cheers. -Cheers. Thanks.
So, what brings you to this corner of the worId?
Her. Firestarter.
And you?
I honestIy don't know.
I'm sorry, there's probabIy...
...a small army of SIovak boys all fighting over you.
Why traveI all this way just to taIk with an ugIy American?
You're not that ugIy.
Really?
Well, cheers to that.
Cheers.
Hey, your friend Iooks like she's having fun.
Yeah.
I get to llsten to them have sex Iater.
Can we switch? I'm over at the Dvorzak hoteI and...
...it's probabIy been three centuries since anybody's had sex over there.
Oh, maybe your tabIe's ready.
That's-- That's a Iong story.
Well, I'll have to hear about it another time.
I'm gonna take off, but it's a small village...
-...I'm sure we'll meet again. -I'm sure we will.
All right. Good night.
Good night, Beth.
Did I tell you my name?
No, no. I heard your friend use it.
But I forgot to tell you mine. I'm Stuart.
Good to meet you, Stuart.
Good night.
Lorna!
Lorna.
Excuse me.
Lorna!
Beth, I'm sorry!
You promised.
I know.
I'm sorry!
It's so peacefuI.
It's so secIuded.
Roman, what are you doing?
Come to me.
CIose your eyes.
Roman! Roman!
--on a boat and I have no idea where she is.
-How does she get back from that? -Beth, come on!
Oh, fuck!
Beth!
I cannot Ieave her aIone with this guy.
You know, you just go ahead and I'll wait for Lorna.
-You go. Yeah. -Yeah?
-All right. Thank you so much. -Okay.
-Sure. Yeah. -Thank you.
Fuck!
-Dude, are you coming? -Are you okay?
I'm good. I'm good. No, I'm fine.
-Are you all right? -Dude, I'm fine.
Have another cocktall.
All right, good night.
No, Whit. We're going to sIeep.
-We are? -Yeah.
Okay, is he hot, or is he too, like, eastern bIoc?
He's fine. But can we pIease go get some rest? Come on.
Oh, you're so sweet. No, I'm fine.
It's okay. I'll take care of her.
I'm sure you will, but not tonight, all right? Good night, MirosIav.
Good night, MirosIav!
I'm sorry. He was just so shady.
Whatever. I wanted to fuck him, but....
I know you did. I'll make it up to you.
I guess Mr. Rabbit's gonna have to go down the hoIe again tonight.
Do you have a AA?
Mr. Rabbit!
Come here, Rabbit!
Do you remember the first guy in your high schooI to get Iaid?
No, but I remember the Iast.
Well, I do. This kid Greg.
He came back from summer break, something about him had changed.
It wasn't anything he said or did, but something was different. You knew it.
I know what you mean. It's like you can sense it the way an animaI senses it.
ExactIy. Like an animaI.
Sometimes you meet a guy and there's something fucking scary about him...
...something that makes you think, ''This guy has killed somebody.''
He doesn't have to act tough. He never has to say it.
But like an animaI, you can sense it.
You know that this guy's got the balls to do what few others can.
And that's you after today, my friend.
PeopIe are gonna fucking fear you. Linda is gonna fucking fear you.
What we do today is gonna pay off every day for the rest of our llves.
-Where's your pager? -It's back in the room.
-Come on. What the fuck? -I just figured you had yours.
Is it me? Because it feeIs like you're, like, having second thoughts.
You've never really been into this. I feeI like I'm taIking you into it.
I don't wanna be doing something and keep taIking about it--
-It's different from taking on an image. -I am so fucking tired of taIking about it.
It's time we fucking do it.
To the next IeveI.
To the next IeveI. No, wait.
Isn't it bad Iuck to toast with water?
Yeah. Bad Iuck for whoever meets us today.
Yeah. Let the games begin.
Hard, hard, hard.
Hey.
-Hey, did she call? -No. I just checked.
I Iove that Lorna's the onIy one of us that got any action Iast night.
-Hey, I tried. -Keep trying.
Yeah, she'd say this pIace is majestic.
Sure.
I bet she's making him breakfast right now.
No, I bet she's in a cum coma.
Thank God.
At Ieast she has something to write about in her journaI.
PIease! PIease!
PIease! Stop!
No!
Stop! PIease! PIease!
PIease! PIease!
PIease, no!
ReIax.
Come up here.
Whit?
Axelle?
Fuck.
Whit!
Guys!
Axelle! Whit!
Stop. PIease heIp me!
-Go away. -PIease heIp me!
-Just go away from me! -No, no, no.
HeIp me. These men are chasing me. PIease.
I tried to heIp, but you don't llsten. Go away!
Dollar, bitch!
Stop!
Get in.
Yeah.
The pollce will be here soon.
They are Iooking for your friends.
Thank-- Thank you.
More tea?
PIease.
Thank you.
So, you and Sasha...
-...are you two...? -Oh, no. God, no.
He's oId enough to be my dad.
What does he do?
He does auctions.
Come. Let's get you some cIothes.
No!
HeIp! No! No!
What did I do wrong?
PIease don't hurt me. PIease don't hurt me. I'm sorry.
PIease don't hurt me. PIease don't hurt me.
I not hurt you.
Okay. It's okay.
I cIean you up.
PIease, pIease heIp me.
You have a bruise.
What is that?
What are you doing?
I make you pretty.
Pretty for what?
For the cllent.
Cllent? What cllent?
Give me. No.
No.
We do...
...nalls.
No!
No! No!
Oh, my God.
No!
I'm worried about Whit.
Whitney seems like a tough girI.
She'll be okay.
You have a scratch.
Yeah.
-It's sore. -I'm sorry.
You have such beautifuI skin.
Thank you.
Who's that?
Just some friends.
Come. You shouId lle down.
I'll wake you up when the pollce arrive.
Do you think we're sick?
Fuck, no.
Dude, you Iook anywhere in the worId where there's no Iaw...
...whether it's fucking Chad or New OrIeans...
...and this is the shit peopIe are doing, bro.
We're the normaI ones.
Any idea what you're gonna do in there?
You don't even wanna know.
Jesus.
They're llstening. They're llstening.
Beth, it's me. It's Stuart. From the fair.
Don't taIk Ioud. Okay?
If they hear us taIking like this...
...they're gonna fucking kill us both.
You hear me?
I need to know you're llstening.
Okay?
What the fuck are you doing?
What is this pIace? Where the fuck are we?
Stuart!
Remember when I said that I didn't know what I was doing here?
Well...
...this is what I'm doing here.
What is this pIace?
This pIace....
PeopIe come here....
PeopIe come here to kill peopIe.
What? Who kills?
Oh, my God, are they gonna kill us?
Well...
...not...
...us.
Oh, my God.
Oh, my God. Are you gonna kill me?
-You're gonna kill me! -No. No, no! No, no, no.
No. Jesus, no. No.
Then what the fuck are you doing here?
What the fuck are you wearing?
Someone brought me here...
...the same as you.
Someone I know.
Look...
...he wanted me to--
To do this with him.
What?
Stuart, pIease.
PIease just Iet me go. HeIp me get out of this chair.
PIease. PIease heIp me get out of this chair. Get me out of this chair, pIease!
You probabIy used that face to get whatever the fuck you wanted.
Fucking skank.
Oh, that's fucking rich.
You shouId see your fucking face.
-We gotta get out of here. -We can't.
They think you're gonna kill me?
You're not some monster.
-I'm not that guy. -No.
No, I know.
-I know you're a good person. -I'm not that guy.
I know. Of course not.
I'm not that guy.
-Okay. Okay. -I'm not that guy.
We're gonna get out of here.
I'm not that guy.
There must be a co--
Oh, fuck. Fuck.
Christ! Fuck!
God!
Fuck!
Don't you have famlly? Don't you have a wife?
My wife?
I'm not allowed to kill my wife.
-Finish? -Yeah, I'm finished, all right.
Hey, hey! You cannot done.
You go in room, finish.
You know what? I am fucking done.
If you don't like it, you can go in and finish her yourseIf.
You cannot Ieave unIess you compIete. It's contract.
I fucking paid!
You have my money and you can keep it!
I am not going back in that room! I'm done!
Hey! Hey!
Hello. SpeciaI offer.
But she's onIy avallabIe for the next 20 minutes.
Do you want her?
We'll Iet you know.
Six-fifty.
Yes?
ApoIogies for interrupting you, but we have speciaI avallabIe right now.
Very good price.
Where's Todd?
ProbIem with friend.
May I borrow this for a moment, pIease?
What do you think?
ShouId I do it?
I mean, I wouIdn't pay more than a grand for her...
...in this kind of shape, but....
I mean, Iook at that.
She's not gonna Iast that Iong, huh?
You shouId see what she did to my friend.
I'll take her.
A souvenir from your friend.
Notice anything different about me?
I bet you fucking do.
Fucking bitch.
Fucking respect me now.
I don't fucking work for you!
I don't work all fucking day for you to humillate me.
To tell me I'm shit.
Never fuck me.
Look at you.
What?
What, you got something to say? Do you? You do, bitch?
Yeah? Oh, good. Well, it better be fucking good.
-Let's fucking hear it. What? -I'm not your wife.
I'm not your wife, Stuart. I'm not your wife.
She doesn't understand you. She doesn't understand you like I do.
-And I see how you're strong. -I am strong.
-I am fucking HercuIes! -I see.
I know. I know. I see it. I see it.
I saw it Iast night.
I was hoping you wouId kiss me. I wanted you to kiss me.
I thought about you all night.
Get on the fucking fIoor.
Are you scared?
You fucking better be.
I am.
I like it.
Look at me.
Bitch.
You fucking whore.
Get in the chair!
Get in the fucking chair!
Fucker!
What's the code?
Fuck you!
What's the fucking code?
-Your birthday. -What?
What is your birthday?
December 1 2th.
Oh, that is fucking sick.
What the fuck? It's not opening.
It's not fucking opening!
Oh, yes, it is.
Do it! She's right up there behind you! Kill her!
Motherfucker! Shoot her!
Kill her! Kill her!
Don't shoot! Be carefuI, for God's sakes!
She'll cut! She'll fucking cut! Don't shoot!
Fucking she'll cut! She'll cut!
Get Sasha!
You gotta do it! I'm the fucking customer here! Do it, for fuck's sake.
Jesus fucking Christ. Oh, shit!
-Sasha! -Get him!
-Wait! I wanna buy my way out of here. -Wait!
-You can't afford it. -Don't tell me what I can't afford.
There's nothing I can't afford. I couId buy and sell everyone in this room.
You going to call your parents for money?
No, motherfucker, it's my money.
Just get me a PDA, a SWIFT number and a recipient name.
I have accounts in SwitzerIand, Luxembourg and the IsIe of Man.
Just name your fucking price! Trust me, I got it.
Okay.
We negotiate.
-This is bullshit! -This is business.
I'll pay more!
Not with a second mortgage on your house...
...and your daughter's private-schooI tuition.
That's why your friend pay.
What's the number?
Money is not the onIy issue.
We have contract here.
What kind of contract?
Anyone who come to this pIace...
...cannot Ieave...
...without killing.
They're still gonna kill you, you fucking stupid cunt.
What did you say to me?
You're a stupid fucking cu--!
Let him bIeed to death.
Misha, no!
Isn't this great?
Hey, get back here!
Wait!
Wait! Wait!
Wait!
Hey!
You fucking shit! Wait!
Bitches!