Touching, emotional, accessible and realistic performances are delivered by the two main, middle-aged characters, although both lack charismatic star quality.Nick: What? One shot?Michael: Two is pussy.Nick: I don""t think about one shot that much any more, Mike.Michael:You have to think about one shot.One shot is what it""s all about.The deer has to be taken with one shot.I try to tell people that - they don""t listen.Do you ever think about Vietnam?Nick: Yeah.I don""t know.I guess I""m thinkin"" about the deer, goin"" o ""Nam.I like the trees, you know? I like the way the trees are on the mountains, all different.The way the trees are.I sound like some a--hole, right?Michael: I""ll tell ya, Nick.You""re the only guy I go huntin"" with, you know.I like a guy with quick moves and speed.I ain""t gonna hunt with no a--holes.Nick calls his self-contained, wild friend "a f--kin"" nut," "a maniac," and a "control freak." John, Axel, Stan and Michael meet ogether at Nick""s place, attired in their spiffy tuxedos - each accentuated with a white carnation.Vargas smiles and promises: "Captain, you won""t have any trouble with me." An immense close-up of Quinlan""s grotesque face with a pulpy nose responds menacingly: "You bet your sweet life, I won""t.Freddy then neatly sliced off a portion of Carlos"" right ear, quipping: "Oh, Carlos, lend me your ear," and then tossed Carlos through the brick wall, sending him tumbling down a rickety old fire escape.