Simon[as he is preparing Ruthie for the first day of school] A lot of kids cry when their moms drop them off on the first day of pre-kindergarten. Don't do that. Once inside the classroom, you'll probably do some counting. Beads, Cheerios, or something. Don't eat them, whatever they are. Then you'll probably color, glue, maybe cut. Don't get regular scissors. They'll only tear if you're a leftie, which you are.
[holds up her thumb] Right.
Simon
Your other right. Don't worry. After that, you're pretty much in the home stretch. Then you'll take a nap, you'll have a snack. Stay away if it's coconut, and then Mom will come to pick you up. Oh, yeah, and never, ever pick anything. It will come back to haunt you.
No crying, no coconut, no picking. Got it.
Simon
Good. I'm glad we had this little talk. Welcome to the big leagues.
I hate to interrupt this seminar, but one of us has a very big day tomorrow.
Simon
No kidding! My day is completely booked. School, lunch, recess, more school, Happy, and then homework. Where does the time go?
[to Ruthie] What's the matter, honey? Not too hungry today, huh?
Simon
Opening day jitters, Mom. [to Ruthie] Listen, eat something light. A little toast, maybe. Throwing up at school is just as bad as crying.
Simon
What? I'm just giving Ruthie the benefit of my experience. I mean, come on, let's face it. It has been a while since you or Mom were at school.
[Simon leaves]
Honey, it's gonna be okay. You know the teacher, and she's really, really nice, and you're gonna make lots of friends.
Fine. I just don't like this cereal.
[to Simon] Why are you so mad, and why is Daddy shouting?
Simon
Because our big brother is a jerk, and a major loser.
But I don't understand. I love Matt and he loves me.
Simon
I'll explain when you get a little older. Just go to sleep.
So what did the doctor say?
Well, Simon's not the same height he was this time last year.
Simon
I'm and inch taller and I'm broader around the chest, but I'm not surprised. I work out.
[sarcastically] Oh, yeah.
[Matt and Simon are in the latter's new room with rock music playing on the radio]
[rushes in and turns off the music] You guys are bothering Lucy.
So? What's wrong with you? Her friend died.
Simon
[to Matt] Are you still mad at her?
[to Simon] What are you talking about? [Matt stares at Mary] Get out.
Simon
This is my room now. You can't tell me to get out. [Mary gives Simon a sincere stare. Simon then exits the room]
You're mad at Lucy? Mad about what?
I think she was going to run off with those girls. They weren't going to get a pizza.
Yeah, I do. It was written all over her face when I dropped her off, but I didn't press her on it. She was trying to trick me. How do you think I would have felt if she had been in that car? She could have been killed, too!
[walks in crying] You think I don't know that? You think I don't know that if they hadn't been on their way to pick me up, Sarah would still be alive and she wouldn't have died?
Sarah died because she was driving the car and the kid ran out in front of her!
I know that! And that's my fault too; it's all my fault!
[rushing in with Eric] What's going on?
I knew that Jen let Sarah drive the car and I didn't tell anyone. It's my fault I didn't tell anyone.
If I had told someone, she might still be alive. If I hadn't told them to pick me up, she might still be alive.
Luc, no. Don't blame yourself―
[pushes Annie away] No! Leave me alone!
We can't! We can't leave you alone! This is not your fault! It's not your fault!
It is my fault! It's all my fault! Nothing will ever be the same again! Nothing! [Annie attempts to hug Lucy, but Lucy again pushes her away and then kneels to the ground and begins crying]
Simon
[about Sarah] What, you think this girl has parents? What kind of parents would let their child run around hungry and dirty like that? She must be an orphan. I can feel it in my bones!
I think we owe it to the child to go a little bit beyond that.
Simon
Why? Even if she does have parents, they shouldn't get her back. When something belongs to you, you have to take care of it! It's the law.
Please take me back to my daddy. He needs me. I shouldn't have left him alone.
Simon
Well, that's okay. Daddies can take care of themselves.
But he's really sick, and we don't have any money, so he needs me to go into town with him, and ask people for money so we can buy stuff.
Simon
Wait. What kind of sickness?
I don't know, but if he doesn't drink a lot, he hurts real bad.
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