Dig Me No Grave

Ahh, fuck

No luck?

Nah.

Hey Diesel.

Good boy, Good boy.

Yeah, that's my boy.

Sometimes I think that you love

that dog more than me.

I wouldn't say that.

Just most people.

These guys are loyal to the bone.

Do you think it's time to pack it in?

Nah.

Tags are good for another week.

I mean, pack it in...

for good.

Just quit.

Why not?

Fred, gave it up.

Fred had other health issues.

As long as I got two sturdy legs to stand on, I ain’t quitting shit.

I don't know if I would like to see you be out there by yourself.

I'm fine.

I’m armed for Christ’s sakes.

Yeah, but it was different.

Fred was with you for all those years.

I don’t need to worry. But now I am worried.

Why? Because I'm fucking old?

You are fucking old.

And if something happened with you, I will...

What?

Huh?

Take the rest of my retirement fund,

and drink it away on some beach somewhere.

Good Lord, Linda.

That's not a bad idea.

I can fly.

Go to the Caribbean with your wrinkly ass. And you know what?

Go hunt some more and have a heart attack in the middle of...

Don’t, “huh?” me.

I know you can read my lips.

About god damn time.

Make it quick.

I hate phones.

Bullseye

Take it.

Fuck!

Fuck it.

Fuck.

Fred!

Who fucking said you could retire before me?

You fucking hear me Fred?

Buddy?

You’re supposed to be out here with me.

Remember back in 78?

When you shot that spike.

Whew!

That was one tough son of a bitch.

From what I remembered, that was the only spike you've ever fucking shot.

Yeah...

Yeah.

I'm done.

Refill?

Nah,

I'm done with this shit.

You've been saying that for four fucking years, Fred.

Yeah, so?

You need to go out with a kill.

It's all I’m saying.

I'll be dead before that happens.

I’m dead.

I’ll believe when I see it.

This is our year.

I can feel it.

You’ve been saying that,

four fucking years, Scott.

Well, you need to go out on top.

I’m going with or without you.

Fuck.

Come on.

Fuck you.

So, have you heard anything from Scott?

I did, left me a message.

and?

Finally bagged one.

Well, shit, he never told me.

When did he call you?

Christ.

It was? Yeah, yesterday, I think.

No, it was 2 to 3 days ago.

Shit.

I don't remember.

Don’t remember?

Seriously, what the fuck Fred?

Why don't you call him yourself?

Huh! You think I haven't tried? He never answer.

Well, keep trying.

He's got to get that kill to the butcher soon,

or it rots.

Probably already doing that.

Just barely.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, Fred I got it.

Fuck!

All finished Mrs. Parker.

Looks great jimmy.

Shall we get you paid?

Scott.

I'm coming Linda.

God damn it,

wake up the whole damn neighborhood.

Pay Jimmy please.

Come on tight ass.

Thankyou Mrs. and Mr. Parker.

Oh Jimmy? you back next week, right?

Yeah, no problem Mr. Parker bright and early!

The hell was that?

What? Someone needs to do it right?

You never are.

That's bullshit and you know it.

If I left it up to you

This place is going to be buried in weeks.

Hey, look!

I provide.

Why don't you stay here?

We could take a road trip.

Hunting season is my time,

you know this.

You used to come out with me and Fred.

You're still welcome.

What?

Camping by myself while you two having fun in the woods

and drinking yourself silly.

That's not my thing anymore.

Fine suit yourself.

Have you ever ask yourself why you do it?

Why I do what?

Hunt?

Nope. Why?

Because you never look like you're having fun.

It seems like you are doing it for someone else.

Excuse me.

Look, this picture

you don't happy then,

and you don't happy now.

Are you sure you're doing it for yourself?

Four years,

and nothing.

Now you fuckers decide to come out.

Go figure.

Pop?

How long till we, you know, cut it up?

We? Nah, this one is all you, boy.

I’m gonna sit here with a beer and supervise.

Make sure you don't fuck it up.

But we got to wait a day or two.

The rigor mortis to come and go first.

Rigor?

Mortis, the stiffening of the body after the kill.

You got to wait a day or two.

While the meat is tough, like leather.

You feeling sad for that dear?

Yeah, I guess I feel sad, but I also...

Alive, right? Yes.

That’s adrenaline.

It's a great feeling, right?

Now listen, boy.

I was going to give you this next week on your birthday, but,

well, I think now is the right time

I have not told your mama

So let's keep this between us for a while, right.

Right.

Go on.

Wow! It’s huge.

And have a look on the grip.

Wow. It's amazing.

It's beautiful.

This ain't no hunting piece, right?

Hell if it ain't!

I didn't get you this, so you can just pop beer bottles and blow up watermelons.

This here is your back up.

Back up?

Yeah. Backup.

Them rifles we carry their good.

They do the job.

But you never know when you you're going to need to get your ass out of a jam.

You take that any way you want, shit happens.

You'll always need a handgun.

But it's really heavy.

Give me a minute, boy.

Right.

It's heavier than I thought.

Come here, boy.

Let me show you.

Hold it tight. That's right.

You aim.

And, you squeeze.

Oh, yeah.

There you go.

You never look down the barrel of a loaded gun boy!

You never aim at anyone unless your...