-These poachers know the swamps like the back of their hands.
-But I’ll catch one of them the axe I’m night and put him away for six months meantime I’ll have to be satisfied confiscating their trap lines. You just stop worrying.
-Oh Steve, I love (you.)
I love you so much.
-Aahh!
-What is that?
-I don’t know, you’re getting a truck and lock it.
-The other was the young one, that last drop had to kill it.
-Oh poor thing.
-Told you shouldn’t come along.
-I can understand honey an animal but making it suffer in those traps, horrible.
-Confiscating their trap lines. Loose enough traps it won’t pay him to keep trying.
-Be careful darling, these people aren’t like other folks. You know they’ll try and get back at you.
-Let him try.
-They’ve lived this way for generations. One man isn’t gonna change them overnight.
-You’re a real worry what?
-I’m serious, T. They can be dangerous.
-Okay, I’ll be careful.
Oh Steve, I love you! I love you so much!
