Steve: You huntin' out of season again? Del: Not answering that question, but, to be clear, there are no seasons on my property. Nobody tells me what to do on my own land. I'm a good shot; I'm not gonna kill anybody. And if I did, they'd be on my property. Steve: I'm going to forget we had this conversation. Del: Don't forget all of it. Don't be takin' a sunset stroll on my land, especially not in a deer costume.
