Heart and Souls Page #2

- Hey, come on! How can we be okay?

- I don't know.

What?

Oh, no! What is it? What is it?

- This can't happen to me!

- Oh, dear God, my kids!

I have to see my kids!

- It's a boy!

- Oh!

- Where are we?

- Is this heaven?

It can't be heaven, lady.

It's a '58 Rambler.

And there's a new baby.

There must be some mistake.

What are you two up to in there?

Thomas is just laughing at the wall again.

You should put some molasses in that bottle.

That baby's bowels are stiff.

Where's your little bottle?

- Milo, please.

- Ew, I hate it when you do that.

- Hey, relax. Thomas likes it, don't you?

- No, you don't.

No, I knew you didn't!

- Honey, when do we eat?

- Hey, man!

- As soon as it's ready, honey.

- Relax, okay, Papa?

I'm hoping to come back

with all my parts in my new life.

That's weird, Milo.

Oh!

- Again?

- At least twice a week.

Hey, I know what the limit is, okay?

I just think we oughta test it

once in a while. I mean,

I mean they gotta let us get away

from this little tyke sometime.

Could be worse.

At least we're with

a good cookie boy like Thomas.

- Cookie boy.

- You're a cookie boy.

Guess he's off to laugh

at the kitchen now, huh?

Buy him all these toys, he laughs at the walls.

Doesn't this whole setup

ever bother any of you guys?

How long are we gonna be

dragged around like this?

Hasn't happened to me.

Starts movin', I follow him.

I'm not over there runnin' into walls.

- I'm just trying to test the envelope.

- You oughta test your I.Q.

- Hugabug.

- What is that? "Hugabug"?

Where'd he get that?

I don't know, I thought you taught it to him.

Hugabug.

- I've been wondering.

- What is it, honey?

How come I'm the only kid I know

who has invisible friends like you guys?

Um, that's a very good question, Thomas.

- The Lord must have had some idea.

- I wish he'd let us in on it.

When I see him, I'll ask him.

Hold up, Thomas. Hold on a second.

It's Miss Petersmann.

Oh, come on, baby, teach me somethin'.

Oh, yes! Oh, no!

- Damn!

- Ugh! We should have him neutered.

And that is why we say

the Battle of Gettysburg

was the most famous battle of the Civil War.

Any questions?

Yes, Thomas?

You have something to add, no doubt.

- Yes, ma'am.

- With enthusiasm.

Oh, I love it when he tells it Harrison's way,

it's so much better.

Thank you, Julia.

The Battle of Gettysburg.

The third day.

Picketts charge. The air hung heavily

with the acrid smell of gunpowder

and the stench

- of the dead.

- Ew!

- Your own father said give her up, don't bother

- Ooh-wa-ooh, ooh-wa-ooh

The world isn't coming to an end

I'm gonna walk

like a man, yeah

- Talk like a man

- Talk like a man, yeah

Walk like a man

my son

You know that no woman's worth

crawling on the earth

So walk like a man

my son

- My son

- Oooh

Down, down,

down-down-down

Down, down

down-down-down

Down, down

down-down-down

Down, down,

down-down-down

Silver Bullet in the fourth?

Buzz off, kid. This is for grownups.

- Go buy a soda. Next!

- Oh! Please, mister.

My dad said if I don't place this bet for him,

I shouldn't come home ever.

He'll give me an awful beating.

He'll give me an awful beating.

So, please take my money. Please. Okay?

Okay, okay.

I wanna win! I wanna win!

Let's go, let's go!

- He's coming! Here he comes!

- Go, go, go!

- He's gonna do it! Go, Silver Bullet!

- Go, go, go!

Yes! Yes! Oh!

Does this little buckaroo know

how to pick a winner or what?

Bam! Bam!

Go, go! Move!

- You're outta here.

- Yes! Yes! That's how you move the ball.

Five more yards! Five more yards!

That's exactly right. That's it.

Oh, it's so great.

Right here, right here.

Listen to this, the leitmotiv.

- It's beautiful.

- Ooh, yeah, unbelievable.

Turn the page, Thomas. Turn the page.

Okay, fold that out for me.

Oh. Oh, mounds of joy.

Hey, could we muzzle this Mario Lanza guy?

It's Franco Corelli, for God's sakes!

You absorb nothing.

- Whatever!

- Hold that page a second.

My Billy is 11 years old today.

Wherever those kids are, I'm sure they're safe.

And happy.

I just wish I knew.

You still think about John, don't you?

Every day.

- Sweetie.

- Mmm.

Let's go get the guys.

Why don't you boys come up

and see the sunset? It's...

Harrison.

- What?

- What?

We're just listening to Franco Corelli.

- The leitmotiv.

- Yeah.

- Mr. Reilly?

- Yes.

Charles Polito, Child Welfare Department.

Neither of you bets on the horses?

No. I've never even been to a horse race.

You talk to anyone who knows me.

Well, your son has been seen at the track.

He's telling the story

that you will give him a beating

if he doesn't place your bets.

How could you even think it? We are not

putting our son in some mental hospital!

Oh, Eva! No one is saying that.

Dr. Beecham is a child psychiatrist.

He's just gonna do some tests!

- Tests?

- Therapy, tests, whatever it is!

Everyone says he needs help.

The guy from Child Welfare, his teacher.

That old battleaxe?

She has no idea how to handle

a precocious child like Thomas.

Thomas has a very serious problem!

He blames everything

on these imaginary people!

Damn it, I've been saying for years we should

get him proper care, and you know it!

Why? Because he has a vivid imagination?

Someone around here has

gotta stop living in a fantasy world.

You can't continue that.

You can't play his little games!

Not one of you knows what it's like

to lose a child. I lost three.

- I'm not losing Thomas.

- Penny, look what's going on here.

-This is wrong.

-Yeah, it's gotten way out of hand.

Maybe we were never supposed to talk to him

- or even let him see us.

- Hey, come on.

We can't just go invisible on the kid.

It's stupid!

He's gonna hate us, I'm tellin' you.

- Julia, we're his family.

- No, we're not his family. We're...

I don't know what we are.

He's got a mother and a father.

We've gotta let them be his parents.

Leavin' Thomas would be

like dyin' all over again.

Penny,

I never had any children.

But for a little while with Thomas,

I got to feel like a father.

This isn't easy for any of us.

Now, just wait.

Now, if we're so bad for Thomas,

how come we're stuck to him? Tell me that.

- We don't know, okay?

- So, what?

What, we don't let him see us or hear us?

What, we never even talk to him?

We just hang around?

Watch him? For the rest of his life?

What, like a bunch of ghosts?

That's gonna be hell.

Maybe that's what this is, Milo.

Well, I guess we better

wake him up and say goodbye.

Wait!

- Thomas. Thomas.

- Shh.

- Sweetie, Thomas?

- What?

Oh, goodness, you are such a big boy.

We love you, Thomas.

I love you, too.

Thomas,

you know how we've always said we didn't

know how long we were gonna be with you?

- Yes.

- Well, um...

It's time for you to be like other kids.

Just be with your mommy and your daddy.

Thomas, we feel the time

has come for us to go away.

- What? No!

- Yeah, buddy.

It'll be a lot better for you. Honest.

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