"Kresten, this is your father" "Welcome Marie." "Thank you." "Wonderful to see you again." "You too." "Say hello to your uncle Peter." "I'll go check your reservations." "So you don't lose your place on the stage." "Aren't you coming with us?" "Uh, no." "Peter likes to stay in town once in a while." "Not only you look like the Americans." "You talk like them too." "It comes in handy." "Are there many different kinds of animals here?" "Yes, there are many different kinds." "There are foxes and bears... and also deer." "Do bears live near us?" "Where we live?" "No, there aren't any bears." "But if there was one..." "We would shoot and skin it..." "...and sell it down in the city." "Is there a town nearby?" "Yes, not far from from our house." "We can be back in a day." "Kresten..." "You shouldn't be worried, ok?" "It's a really nice place." "And I've built it with my own hands, so there's room for all of us." "When I'm big, will you take me hunting?" "I think ... we can go hunting tomorrow." "That is... if you'd like." "Marie, just take a sip." "It's a custom here." "Bite his ear." "Marie, bite his ear." "Kresten, go slowly and get that gun." "Don't be afraid." "Just pick it up." "And stay down, Kresten." "No, stay down." "Stay down, Kresten!" "Who did it?" "I never saw them before." "Strangers."