Surviving the Game

Allow yourself to feel
the purity...

of your primal essence.
lt`s God`s gift to man.
Here`s a toast to the hunters...
and a prayer for the hunted.

Well done.
-All right.
-Let`s eat.

Drink and be mery.
Would you pass me the carrots?
Carrots coming up.
Air mail.
You don`t really look
like a doctor to me.

l`m a psychiatrist.
-A shrink?
-Does that surprise you?

You don`t look like
the kind of person...

fucked-up rich people
give money to...

to tell all their personal shit.
l work for the company.
That`s the ClA.
l know these two gentlemen`s
personal shit completely.

Yeah, Doc thought, uh...
hunting would be good therapy
for us when we retired.

Let me get this straight.
You kill animals,
and that`s therapy?

-lt works.
-Hey, it works for me.

That`s the stupidest shit
l ever heard...

but it`s cool.
lt`s your thing.

Take your time.
Enjoy yourselves.

l am.
Life`s true pleasures
are so unpredictable.

l say, cherish the moment...
for what it is.
Observe your food...
smell it...
touch it...
put your mind into it...
and then when
you`re finally ready...

consume it...slowly.
You do it your way,
l`ll do it mine.

How in the hell...
did you become
such a ter-fucking-rific chef?