Glass House: The Good Mother Page #3

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I'm not wandering,

I'm going to the lake.

No. Absolutely not.

Why not?

Because this is my house,

and these are my rules...

...and it's for your own good.

Do I have to spell it out?

- What is the problem?

- How about no lunch...

...and no walk.

Now go to your room!

Okay.

Sorry.

Abby, can you get the door please?

There's no one at the door.

There's never anyone at the door.

- Hey.

- Oh, my God, hi!

How are you?

Hey, buddy.

Hey.

Eve was right.

You two are stir-crazy.

She should know.

Well, it's a nice big house.

Great view.

There's a game room

with a PlayStation.

See, it doesn't get any

better than that, does it?

Hey.

What's going on with you?

Get us out of here.

She is so weird.

It's like they have all this land...

...and we're not allowed to leave

the house. There's a gross mattress...

...in the basement.

We can't use the phone.

We need a dial-out code

to make a phone call.

Abby. Look, you gotta

try to make this work.

I don't know if

Eve or Raymond told you this...

...but you know they lost their

little boy, their son, David, right?

- Yeah.

- He drowned. Down at the lake.

I tell you because

if you think they're mean...

...or if they don't

understand, believe me...

...they do understand.

Make it work for a few more weeks.

Because then, when I come back

to take you to Six Flags...

- Six Flags!

- ... I wanna see smiles...

...on both of your faces.

Hey.

Why is there a mattress

in the basement?

Why are you sneaking around

in the basement?

I'm not sneaking, it's just,

there's nowhere to go.

You guys don't even let us

out of the house.

Don't be silly,

we let you out of the house.

No, you don't.

You're always watching.

Well, is there something

you don't want us to see?

No.

We are responsible for you.

We protect you.

Ben protects us.

Ben Koch?

The man who lives downtown

in a one-bedroom apartment?

- That's who protects you?

- Yes.

He said we can stay with him.

- Ben doesn't want to be your parent.

- You don't know that.

Where is this attitude

coming from, young lady?

This is all for you.

For your safety. Your own parents

couldn't protect you.

Don't you dare talk about my parents.

You don't know my parents.

We are your parents.

F*** you.

I wouldn't do that if I were you.

Now sit down!

- Honey, I think that-

- Raymond, don't.

It's okay, Ethan.

Eat your food.

It's okay.

House is locked tight.

Rug rats are asleep.

No, it's not right.

Not yet.

Hi, honey.

Raymond, are you gonna clean up?

- Why?

- She's gonna be here at 3:00.

Yes. I'll be ready.

- Morning, Abby.

- Hi.

Who's gonna be here at 3:00?

Caseworker.

And you missed breakfast.

It's 8:
30.

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