The Good Son: Behind the Scenes of The Good Son

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Pass it to me!

Hit it!

Yes! Yes!

Jack, I just wanted to say that

she's not doing too well right now.

Her condition has gotten a lot worse.

I've given her something for the pain.

Mark?

Hi, sweetie.

Hi, Mom.

- Why didn't you wake me?

- I thought you should sleep.

Rather see you.

- Has Dad told you everything?

- Yeah.

I know you'll be OK.

Mom...

I'll always be with you, Mark.

Always.

I love you.

I love you too, Mom.

You're not gonna die, Mom.

I promise.

You're not gonna die cos I won't let you.

Earth to earth,

ashes to ashes, dust to dust.

The Lord bless her and keep her.

The Lord make his face to shine

upon her and be gracious to her.

The Lord lift up his countenance upon her

and give her peace. Amen.

I can't leave him.

- He needs me.

- It's two weeks, Jack.

I can't do it.

It's not like you'll be

leaving him with strangers.

- I'm your brother. We're family.

- Mm-hm.

You said, if you could close this deal

in Tokyo, you and Mark would be set.

- You'd never have to leave him again.

- I only want what's best for him.

I know this is tough,

but this is your chance, Jack.

You have to take it, for you and for Mark.

Besides, it'll do him good

to be around other kids right now.

I'll bring him to Maine myself.

We need to spend some time together.

Hey, you. Copilot.

If you ever get tired

of bombing the universe...

...you're missing

a lot of great stuff out here.

Mark, I know you're hurting...

but please don't shut me out like this.

- She's coming back.

- No, Mark.

Maybe not as herself,

but she's gonna come back.

Mark, I miss her, too.

But she's gone.

No.

Mark.

Mark!

They're here!

- You made it.

- Oh, man. Eleven states in three days.

- Connie, say hello to your Uncle Jack.

- Hello, Uncle Jack.

- She's beautiful, Wallace.

- Like her mom.

- How's it goin', Mark?

- Pretty good.

- Mom said I can show you the house.

- She always gets her way.

Things are gonna be OK, Jack.

Mom! Guess who's here!

- Mark?

- Hi.

Oh, my gosh. Look at you!

I can't believe it's been ten years.

Jack.

Hi. I really appreciate

everything you're doing.

Janice would have done the same.

Henry. Come on down here.

Hospitality, Henry.

Here. I made two of 'em,

so we could be brothers.

Oh, well,

as if one wasn't enough.

OK. You know, I spoke with

Alice Davenport this morning.

She's the therapist who works

with Wallace at the hospital.

She said she'd be glad

to talk with Mark while you're gone.

I think it's a good idea.

I can't seem to reach him.

Does everyone have everything they need?

Sure, Mom.

This is really beautiful.

- Do you want some salad, Jack?

- Please.

You know they

tore down the lighthouse?

Oh, no. That one on the point?

I loved that old place.

Yeah, so did we.

- Isn't that where you two first, uh...

- First what?

It's, um... where your father

and I... had our first picnic.

- No, that's not gonna do it.

- Hey, here we go.

Now you have to get the insides out.

That's where this comes in.

Like that.

Henry, please!

OK, wait, wait, wait.

Jack. I think he's gonna be fine.

Yeah.

Mark, you understand, don't you?

I'm leaving you now so I...

so I never have to leave you again.

Two weeks, could be less.

So cheer up!

It's winter break. All you have to do is

play with Henry and you have a great time.

I love you, Dad.

I love you, too.

We'll be together real soon.

I promise.

Give me a kiss.

I love you.

Bye, Dad.

Grenade!

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Not so fast. How about some breakfast?

- Did you sleep OK last night?

- Yeah.

Yeah? Henry didn't keep you

up all night talking?

- No. It was fine.

- Good.

We're really glad you're here, Mark.

Hey, Mark! Come on! Let's go!

- See you at lunch.

- Thanks.

Mark!

- Nice catch. Hit me.

- Hey!

Afraid of heights?

- No.

- Good.

See you at the top.

- You coming?

- Sure.

Come on, it's easy.

Help me up.

If I let you go,

do you think you could fly?

Help.

Hey!

Stop!

Hey, Henry, grenade!

Oh, yeah? Watch this.

Wow! Great shot.

Yeah!

Hey! What the hell's goin' on here,

goddamn it?!

- Time to go.

- Come back here, you little bastards!

Hey, wait up, Henry!

Hey, cool.

What you got in the box?

- Go on.

- They give you cancer.

Who cares? You're gonna die anyway.

Did you see your mom after she was dead?

I wanted to. They wouldn't let me.

You should have made them let you.

It's very important.

See, people don't like to talk about death.

That's why you have to investigate.

- It's scientific.

- It doesn't feel like that.

What did your mom look like

the last time you saw her?

- Kinda pale.

- Kinda pale.

I took a real good look when my kid brother

Richard drowned in the bathtub.

- Your brother drowned?

- He was completely blue.

You should've looked at her eyes and lips...

...and touched her skin to see

what it felt like-hot, cold.

- Shut up about my mom.

- Hey, don't get mad.

- I'm just trying to be scientific.

- Shut up or I'll hit you.

Try it...

...and I'll throw you down there.

Oh, yeah?

Hey, look. I'm sorry.

That was really dumb of me.

I know how I'd feel if I didn't have a mom.

Friends?

OK.

- I know, but that guy was scary.

- I know, and big. You were just...

You were white.

And you were like, brrrrm!

All right, guys, it's late.

Knock it off.

I mean it. Not another peep.

Peep! Peep!

Hey, Henry.

- What?

- Today was fun.

Tomorrow will be even better.

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