Darla, Jon Stern and others in “Mazel Tov”

[to Amantha] First your brother shows up at Mr. Gaines' funeral rambling about God knows what, and now here you are acting like... I know you have to live your life. I understand that. I know it's not your fault, the position you're in. But could you go do it somewhere else, please? So that we don't have to think about Hanna and what happened to her that night?

How old were you then? Five? Eight?

Jon, please.

No. Really.

I was old enough.

Old enough? For what? To listen to what your parents told you and believe it because they said it was true? Afraid to think for yourself. Scared to look at all the facts. And for what? So you'd never have to admit to yourself that you might be wrong? Could you go do that somewhere else? Please.