Birth Page #2
Everything all right?
I just need to talk to his father.
I'll be right back.
What's wrong?
- Everything's fine.
- Who are you?
Joseph from upstairs.
Yeah, sure.
What's wrong?
- Well--
- What's wrong? What's the problem?
I need to talk to you
about your son.
I'll be right back.
I want you to tell her right now that you'll
never see her or bother her again.
I can't.
Tell her you'll never see her
or bother her again.
No.
- Do it.
- No.
Tell her, Sean.
I can't.
Why did you write this?
Why did you go into her house?
I needed to talk to her.
Well, I want you to tell her right now that
you'll never see her or bother her again.
- No.
- Sean, tell her.
- No.
- You're hurting me.
Sean, tell her you'll never see her
or bother her again.
I can't.
Do you understand that?
- Say it.
- I can't.
I don't want you
to bother me again.
We're gonna be late.
Thank you.
Well done.
I don't know.
I just think it's
a little bit funny, that's all.
No, it's not funny.
I'm taking it out of context.
He says that he's somebody else,
and he believes that he is.
That's ridiculous.
I don't know these people.
I don't know who they are.
These people have money,
that's all.
And he wrote this woman a letter.
He's, um...
He wrote her a letter
not to marry this guy.
Permission to turn off
the light, sir.
Permission to turn off the light.
The men are talking
below deck, sir.
They're talking mutiny.
It's your responsibility
to steer the ship.
It's just seasickness, sir.
I'm not your stupid son anymore.
Go to the principal and explain
why you're late for my class!
Anna...
You're being silly about this.
Meet me at the park.
You know where.
I thought you and Joseph
were going to talk to him.
We did.
- So why's he calling the house?
- I don't know.
What was the message?
He said he wanted you to go
and meet him in the park.
That you'd know where to go.
That's what he said.
You think this is a game?
You think this is funny?
No.
What if Bob comes
How do you know Bob?
He was my brother-in-law.
If he asks me some questions
and I get them right, will you believe me?
Will you believe me?
Who told me
there wasn't a Santa Claus?
I'll know them when I see them.
You're just a little boy.
It's amazing.
It is.
I can't figure it out.
Me neither.
He knewwhere Sean died.
I'm tired.
Let's sleep.
We'll get him.
I'm going to tape this... okay?
I'm not a psychiatrist.
I'm not a therapist.
I'm just a regular doctor.
You know...
if you were my brother-in-law,
you'd say it was impossible for you
to be sitting right here in front of me.
You didn't believe
in life after death.
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