Moonrise Kingdom Page #4

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I think your lives

are more special.

I love you, but you don't know

what you're talking about.

I love you, too.

- I've got sand in my mouth.

- Oh.

Can you French kiss?

I think so.

Is there any secret to it?

The tongues touch each other.

Okay, let's try it.

It feels hard.

Do you mind?

I like it.

Tilt your head sideways.

You can touch my chest.

I... I think they're

going to grow more.

"The flashlight's

beam drew a moon through the black

"across the attic

and settled on a gap in the baseboard.

"A mouse hole,

no bigger than a pocket watch.

"Eric crouched on his flat feet

"and placed his hand in

front of the tiny opening.

"'It's windy, ' he said.

"'Like someone in there's

blowing on my fingers.'

"Christy rolled her

eyes and sighed a sigh.

"'He's right again, '

she thought.

"'Little brothers

drive people crazy."'

I'm listening. Read on.

Part two.

No!

Dear Sam, it saddens

me to write this letter,

but Mrs. Billingsley

and I have decided

we cannot permit you

to return to our home.

I know you mean well.

Do trust me, this is for the best.

Godspeed, Herbert Billingsley.

Be advised, the two of you will

never see each other again.

Those were your last words.

Do you understand?

I'd be careful if I were you.

One of these days,

somebody's going to get pushed too far,

and who knows what

they're capable of.

Is that a threat?

It's a warning.

You're a traitor to our family.

Good. I want to be.

I'm sorry about this.

I didn't know your situation.

It wasn't in the register.

How'd you lose your parents?

Never mind, I don't

need to ask about that.

I wish we had time to do an

inspection back there. On the beach.

I would have given

you a commendable.

That was one of the

best pitched campsites I've ever seen.

Honestly.

Thank you.

You don't want to be

a Khaki Scout anymore?

Hello, Becky?

Judy, I have your

person-to-person from New Penzance.

Go ahead, New Penzance.

Hello, this is Captain Sharp.

Hello, Captain Sharp.

This is Social Services.

I'm calling in reference to Sam

Shakusky, ward of the state.

I understand he's

in your custody.

That's correct.

What's his condition?

Has he suffered

any injury or

trauma of any kind?

- He's fine.

- Very good.

How do I get to you?

The fastest way

would be sea plane.

Jed can bring you

in with the mail.

I'll come tomorrow morning,

if that's acceptable to you.

Is someone able to

provide reasonable care

and nourishment for

the boy until that time?

Is that a yes?

Very good, I'll contact you

again before the end of the day.

Wait a second.

Yes?

Social Services?

Captain Sharp?

What's going to happen to him?

Well, normally,

we try to place him in another foster home,

but that option's no

longer available to us,

in my opinion,

due to his case history.

Which means he'll go

to Juvenile Refuge.

Wait. What does that mean?

Is that an orphanage?

Who's speaking?

This is Scout Master

Randy Ward.

Right, an orphanage.

But the first step is

the admissions panel

requires

a psychological evaluation

to determine

whether or not the boy

is a candidate for

institutional treatment

or electroshock therapy.

Excuse me. Shock therapy?

Why would that

be called for? He's not violent.

The report describes

an assault with scissors.

That was the girl.

That was the girl

that did that.

Well, maybe she needs help,

too, but that's not our job. Okay?

Okay.

I'll be out back.

I'm going to find

a tree to chop down.

I do know what

you're feeling, Suzy-bean.

I've had moments

myself where I say, "What am I doing here?"

"Who made this decision?"

"How could I allow myself

to do something so stupid?"

"And why is it

still happening?"

We women are more emotional...

I hate you.

Don't say "hate."

Why not? I mean it.

You think you mean it,

in this moment. You're trying to hurt me.

Exactly.

I know what you do

with that sad, dumb policeman.

He's not dumb.

But I guess he is kind of sad.

Anyway,

we shouldn't discuss that.

It's not appropriate

for me to even acknowledge

what I already just said.

Poor Suzy.

Why is everything

so hard for you?

We're in love. We just want to be

together. What's wrong with that?

Oh, my God! How are we going to

get these fish hooks out?

I admit we knew

we'd get in trouble. That part's true.

We knew people would be

worried, and we still ran away, anyway.

But something also happened,

which we didn't do on purpose.

When we first met each other,

something happened to us.

That's very eloquent.

I can't argue against

anything you're saying.

But then again, I don't have to,

'cause you're 12 years old.

Look, let's face it.

You're probably a much more

intelligent person than I am.

In fact, I guarantee it.

But even smart kids

stick their finger

in electrical

sockets sometimes.

It takes time to

figure things out.

It's been proven by history.

All mankind makes mistakes.

It's our job to

try to protect you

from making the

dangerous ones, if we can.

You want a slug?

What's your rush?

You've got your whole life

in front of yourself.

Ahead of you, I mean.

Maybe so.

Anyway, you're a bachelor.

So are you.

That's true.

Did you love someone ever?

Yes, I did.

What happened?

She didn't love me back.

I'm sorry for your loss.

Anyway, that's what

you're supposed to say.

Scout Master's log.

September 4th.

I heard he's going

to reform school.

I heard that they're

going to take out a piece of his brain,

send him to an insane asylum.

I like his girl.

She's too scruffy for me.

Supposedly,

they got to third base.

That's not true.

He just felt her up.

Over shirt or under shirt?

Damn us.

It's none of our business.

This troop has been

very shabby to Field Mate Sam Shakusky.

In fact, we've been

a bunch of mean jerks.

Why's he so unpopular?

I admit, supposedly,

he's emotionally disturbed,

but he's also

a disadvantaged orphan. How would you feel?

Nickleby?

Deluca?

Lazy-Eye?

Gadge?

He's a fellow Khaki Scout,

and he needs our help.

Are we man enough to give that

so part of his brain

doesn't get removed out of him?

They were prepared

to die for each other out there.

Okay. Okay. What do you need?

For starters?

Three yards of chicken wire,

some ripped up newspapers,

and a bucket of wheat paste.

In other words, it's over.

I guess so. For the moment.

Until further notice.

That's right.

I understand.

I have to do better,

for everybody.

Except me.

Except you.

Well, I hope you can.

I think you will.

You're doing the right thing.

Who knows what's

going to happen, Duffy?

I'll probably see you tomorrow.

Get out of my chimney.

Listen to me.

We're here for friendship.

We're going to get you off this island.

No, thanks.

Yes, thanks.

This is an emergency rescue.

It's worthless to me.

There's no point, not without Suzy.

How'd you get here?

They snuck me down

the laundry chute

and left a papier-mch

dummy in my bed.

Diversion tactics.

Good thinking.

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