On Good Friday morning Hubert went out hunting.
He was pursuing a beautiful stag when the animal turned around and,
as the pious legend has it,
he was surprised to see a crucifix between the stag's antlers,
hearing as he did so a voice that said:
Hunter, if you don't accept my Creation as true,
you will soon go to Hell.
Pierre for Luc.
Goddammit.
Are things any better at home?
Marie said you two are still...
Wouldn't it be better if you separated for a bit? For the kids' sake too.
Hold on a minute. Did Marie say that to you?
Come on, Pierre, you know it can't go on like that, eh?
Listen. Two things.
One, it's none of your business.
Two, I don't want you talking to Marie about it. OK?
What's that?
That doesn't look good.
Dispatch, we've got an injured roe deer here, over.
What have you done? - Put it out of its misery, of course.
What are you doing here?
Hello, sir. We are conducting a search together with the local police.
Could you have a look on the map and tell us exactly where we are?
If I hear a gun again, you will be in big trouble.
Big trouble?
Listen, we have all the authorization we need to do our job here.
OK? So I suggest you go and plant some frees somewhere.
You'll find your friends 4 km away, in that direction.
OK, then we'll carry on searching there. Thank you, sir. Thank you.
OK.
Pierre for dispatch.
Hey!
Luc! Luc!
Luc! Hey! Luc!
We've met before, I think.
Thanks for your help, but...
I need to get back, I need to get my leg seen to.
You can't walk yet. You need to stay in bed.
I have to get back. My colleagues will come looking for me. I'm missing.
Hey.
Hey, where's my stuff? I need to get back.
When I was young, I lived not far from here.
I grew up in this area.
My father used to send me into the forest.
It didn't matter how cold it was, I was always outside, always.
One day I saw some men on horses.
They were dressed in red, carrying guns and had hunting dogs with them.
I didn't know what was going on. I kept my distance from those men.
Then I heard a gun. I was scared stiff and started running.
But then I realized the hunters weren't chasing me.
Suddenly a big stag appeared in front of us.
He had a cross between his antlers.
You should've seen it.
I can tell you.
From that moment on I swore I would protect my forest.
You can keep quiet for as long as you like.
Sooner or later my colleagues will come looking for me.
You've lost touch with reality here in this cabin in the forest.
You're crazy.
I am Werner Schénwald. Forester.
Say my name.
Say my name!
Schénwald.
It's well secured.
Lumberjack and ranger are familiar with the trails,
they know what it means to be on the wrong track.
Hey! Hey.
Pierre!
Hey!