I've become the hunted. I'm enjoying that. It's better to be the hunted than the hunter.
We shot a bit of 'Hunted' in Tangier, and you are in a very, very different world. It's very difficult to blend in over there.
Archaeologists have been digging up thousands of graves of people called Scythians by the Greeks. They turn out to be people whose women fought, hunted, rode horses, used bows and arrows, just like the men.
We think that fear must be played out in fight, with military intervention, or in flight, via isolationism - but we are not hunted game, and those are not the only options. There is also the possibility of acceptance, with its corollary of understanding and its ultimate manifestation in embracing.
I'm tired of being hunted all over. I can't go anywhere without criticism.
I have no private life at all. I am a hunted woman. I can't take a step without being questioned and surrounded.
If I have been guilty of no violation of law, why am I hunted up and down continually like a partridge upon the mountains? Why am I threatened with the tar barrel? Why am I waylaid every day, and from night to night, and my life in jeopardy every hour?
May 20, 2017, was one of the scariest days of my life. It was the day I realized I was being hunted by Erdogan.
My brother was the consummate Nebraska boy - the football star who went to the university, was president of his fraternity, hunted with my dad all the time.
When we were younger, my brother and I would go out bow hunting. That got me into it. We hunted all kinds of wildlife - things with big horns normally. Deer, kudu, stuff like that.
