In Their Skin Page #3

it's okay with me.

Can I see your room,

Brendon?

Yeah, I don't know.

Maybe.

You know,

why don't you go upstairs

and show Jared your games

and then come right back down?

Bob, you said before

that you had a, um...

a conversation

with that family?

Which?

The ones

living in the car.

I'm just - l'm curious

what you said to them.

The, uh...

The Smiths.

Oh.

Well...

[clears throat]

What I said was,

"Be gone."

You know,

"This is a nice neighborhood.

"We don't take

to loitering kindly,

and, you know,

have a nice day."

How'd they take that?

Well, they basically

apologized.

They said, you know,

they were just trying

to get along

like the rest of us.

Actually, they said

the government

had possessed their home

and everything with it,

and they were just...

Looking for what everyone wants,

I suppose.

The good life.

Which you both know

all about.

[laughter]

Well, everyone has baggage,

though.

Oh, sh*t!

Look at that.

Bobby is such a klutz.

Hush.

It's okay.

[scoffs]

Mark.

Yeah, I'll get a-

I'll get a shirt.

Hold on a second, Bob,

I'll get a shirt.

' [sighs]

Is Jared in school?

You sure are Mr. Mom,

aren't you, Mark?

No, we decided it's better

he learn from us

than some busy school.

I watch the crowds of kids

flooding into those places,

and I think,

"What kind of learning

goes on

with that many energetic kids

stuffed into a little building?"

Mm-hmm.

I was home-schooled

myself, so...

Here you go.

Thanks.

I got it all over my pants

as well.

It looks like

I urinated myself.

Well, how old were you

when you had Jared?

Oh.

This is a beautiful shirt.

Young.

So what do you do

for a living, Bob?

What do I do for a living?

Yeah.

Oh, this and that.

Say, Mark,

what do you prefer,

your boat or your car?

What?

Um...

My boat or my car...

I don't...

I, uh-why?

No reason.

What about you, Mary?

What's your work life like?

Like, what do you do?

I'm a real estate developer.

Wow.

And you, Mark,

what do you do?

I'm a lawyer.

I've never had supper

with a lawyer before.

I don't recommend it.

[Mary chuckles]

Or a developer, Mary.

Why?

Are lawyers not very nice?

No, I was-

it was-

Sorry.

It was a-

A bad joke.

It was a bad joke.

Oh.

You're funny too.

Who's the little girl

with blonde hair

that I saw in the photograph?

That's our daughter Tess.

No sh*t.

Where is she?

Uh...

She died in an accident

not too long ago.

Oh, no.

What kind of accident?

A car accident.

Do you want a water?

Do you want a water?

I'm sorry

about your girl.

I don't know what I'd do.

Thank you.

You're strong, though,

I can tell.

You'll get over it.

Actually,

I don't think it's something

you ever really get over.

I bet you have

another beautiful home

someplace else, don't you?

What?

Another home.

You got one?

Sure, yes.

Where, exactly?

Claremont.

In Claremont.

That so?

Which neighborhood?

Why?

I'm sorry.

We're not...

Comfortable telling you that,

Bob, right now.

You're not comfortable

telling me that...

Right now?

I don't understand.

Well, I'm gonna-

I'm gonna get us

some water.

You gonna come?

Sure, let's get some water.

Sure, Bob.

Bobby and I

just want to know

what it is you all do

to be like this.

We want this.

Like what?

Like you.

Oh, Jane,

come on, stop it.

[gunshots]

Where's your dog?

He's in the next room,

I think.

Let's go play with it.

Nah, I don't want to

right now.

Yes!

Yes!

I did it!

I beat you!

That's, like,

the fifth time in a row!

You suck at this.

Yeah?

Yeah, well,

I could beat you.

[whimpering]

What, are you gonna tell?

No?

No, you're not.

. STOP-

Yeah, yeah, I beat you.

' Mom!

Mom!

- What happened?

- What happened?

Okay, what is it?

Shh, shh.

It's okay.

Calm down, buddy,

and just tell us what happened.

Just give him a minute,

Mark.

' Mom!

Mom!

Are you okay?

No.

[sobbing]

Calm down, buddy.

Just tell us what happened.

We were just playing

the game,

and he punched me

because I beat him.

That's not true,

you stupid a**hole!

Shh.

It's okay.

That's enough.

Mom,

I didn't even touch him.

Okay, I think

we're gonna call it a night.

- What?

- What'd you say?

We said it's time

to call it a night.

You should-

you should go.

- You think we should go?

- Yes, you should go.

I'm sorry, I didn't mean

to beat him at the game.

You're such a liar!

Shh!

It's okay.

It's okay.

Mary, we can make this right,

just...

No, I don't think so.

Just kids having fun.

I'm sorry, you should-

you should leave.

You know what?

I think we should

call it a night.

And we'll see you

tomorrow.

No, I think it's best

that we stay apart.

Please leave.

You think we should

stay apart?

Okay.

Let's go wash up.

Please, he didn't mean

to do anything bad.

I didn't do anything.

Thank you for coming over.

Please.

Thank you

for having us over.

He'll apologize!

If Jared in some way

has upset Brendon,

then we apologize.

Please, Bob, come on.

Please.

He...

We've had a beautiful

evening here, Mark.

Here.

Thank you for coming over.

Please tell Mary

that I'm sorry and-

- Okay, I will.

I will.

- I'll see her tomorrow.

- Okay, I will.

I was thinking, Mark,

you should come to us for dinner

tomorrow night.

Mary, would you like-

- Hey, Bob!

Get out.

Get out.

Thank you for having us.

- It's been a wonderful night.

- Okay.

We'll see you

about 6:
00.

I'm sure Jane

will put on quite a feast.

Okay, Bob.

Sleep tight now.

[locks clicking]

[glass shatters]

Mark?

I'm okay.

What was that?

I'll clear it up.

[ominous music]

If

[door creaks]

Mark?

[sighs]

[gasps]

Mark?

Mark, you scared me.

What's wrong?

I'm not comfortable

staying here, just us.

Are you?

What?

Toby's gonna head up

tonight.

Then I say we go back

tomorrow.

This isn't relaxing.

No, I don't want to leave.

And since when

is your brother coming up?

He needed a break.

A break from what?

He sounded stressed.

Toby doesn't get stressed.

He'll be gone by tomorrow,

if he even decides to come.

He probably won't.

- Mark.

- What?

Maybe I just wanted

to see him.

No, you didn't want to see me,

is what this is.

That's not true.

Yeah, you've ruined this.

First the Sakowskis

and now your brother?

No, listen to me-

- Just let me breathe

for a minute.

I'm sorry.

Listen,

we'll leave tomorrow.

We'll drop the little man off

at your mother's house

for a few days,

and then we'll take off

to some overpriced resort.

I want to be alone with you.

Some overpriced resort?

That's your solution?

Yes.

Really?

I promise.

And Brendon?

We'll do something

when we get back.

We'll take him away somewhere,

just the three of us.

[sighs]

I don't know.

[glass clinking]

[dog barking]

okay, okay.

Okay.

You want to go outside?

Ready to go outside?

Come on.

Let's go outside.

[dog panting]

You okay?

Yeah.

[gunshot]

[dog yelps]

[gunshot]

Is it them?

I don't know.

Harris?

[rustling]

Oh, f***.

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