The Good Son: Behind the Scenes of The Good Son Page #3

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- Susan.

- Oh, Wallace.

- Susan.

Henry!

Hi, Mom.

Don't cry, Mom.

Don't cry, Mom.

- You look fantastic.

- Do you really have to go out?

Yeah, Mark. We've been planning this

for weeks. You guys'll have fun.

Listen, honey. Restaurant number's

by the phone if you need us, OK?

All right, guys, good night!

Night, Mom and Dad!

We won't be late.

Mark! Guess what we're gonna play?

Hide-and-seek, and I'm hiding first.

No, Connie, wait! I've got a better idea.

I bet I find her first.

Connie, where are you?

Connie!

Connie!

Aagh!

Hey, no fair.

"No fair"?

What do you think this is? A game?

Connie, where are you?

Connie!

Connie!

What's going on?

This is fun. Let's do it again.

No, Connie. It's bedtime.

You heard her. She wants to play again.

Connie, what if I read you

a bedtime story instead?

Connie doesn't wanna read stories.

Do you, Connie?

I do too, vermin!

(hums "Camptown Races')

"And all the girls cried 'Boohoo!

We want to have our appendix out too."'

"Good night, little girls.

Thank the Lord you are well."

"'And now go to sleep' said Miss Clavell.

She turned out the light and closed the door."

"And that's all there is.

There isn't any more."

That was a darling story, Mark.

- What are you doing?

- I wanna tuck in my kid sister.

Such a sweet little thing.

Do you really think I'd hurt her?

Yes.

What are you gonna do?

Watch her all night?

Wallace, I'm sorry, but...

You've gotta stop

blaming yourself about Richard.

I can't. I just can't.

I left him alone. Less than six inches of water

in the tub and I left him to answer the phone.

Susan, it wasn't your fault.

You better get to the hospital.

Do you want me to drop

Connie off at the Andersons'?

No, she, uh...

She went skating with Henry in Miller's pond.

- Hey, where's your skates?

- Connie!

Connie!

Connie!

- Connie!

- Don't go with him!

Thin ice!

Henry!

Look out! Look out! Look out! No!

Help me, Henry. Help me.

Connie! Connie!

Henry, help me. Help me.

Help me out!

Let us through. Let us through.

Stay back. Stay back.

Right. All right.

All right, let's get her up.

- Wallace!

- Susan, she's fine.

She's fine. It's OK.

They pulled her out in time.

She's gonna be OK. She's OK.

I just thank God she's all right.

There's something I have to tell you.

- What?

- I'm not sure. I wasn't real close.

At the pond... I don't think what

happened at the pond was an accident.

What do you mean?

The ice was too thin.

Henry was spinning her around.

They were going way too fast.

And he just let go.

He threw her toward the thin ice.

- Mark.

- Henry said he hated her.

- What are you trying to tell me?

- I've told you.

I'm telling you.

Connie didn't just slip.

You don't know what he is.

Henry tried to kill Connie

and he could do it again...

Stop it! Stop it, that's a lie.

Henry's my son.

He's my little boy and I love him.

Don't ever come to me with these lies again.

- Henry.

- Mom.

- I didn't see you.

- Shh. Don't wake her up.

- I thought you were home with Daddy.

- I was worried about Connie.

She's gonna be fine.

- She wake up yet?

- Yeah, for a little while.

- She's still pretty confused, though.

- Yeah.

I don't think she's gonna

remember much of what happened.

That's good. It's probably better

for her to forget about the whole thing.

Henry. What did happen on the ice?

I told you, Mom. It was an accident.

Yeah?

I know I've always treated her

like a bratty kid sister...

...but until yesterday I never realised

how much she meant to me.

I know.

I'd better go home now.

- Henry.

- Yeah, Mom?

Never mind. I'll see you at home.

- Tell Connie I was here.

- I will.

- Hello, Dad.

- Mark, how are you, son?

- You've gotta come back here.

- Why? What's wrong?

It's Henry. He's been doing things.

Terrible things.

- What do you mean, terrible things?

- He's got everyone fooled.

Everyone thinks he's this great kid...

...but he's really evil.

- Evil?

He killed this dog with this thing

that he made that fires steel bolts.

Then yesterday... he tried to kill Connie.

Whoa, wait...

Mark, is Wallace there? Or Susan?

I tried to tell them,

but they won't believe me. Nobody will.

What about Dr Davenport?

She just thinks

I'm some screwed-up little kid.

Mark, I want you to go to Dr Davenport

and you tell her what you told me.

- All right.

- I'll be there soon.

Please hurry.

What's been going on?

What's troubling you?

Mark! Good.

Hi, Mark.

- What are you doing here?

- He's just here because he wants to help.

He says you two have been

having some problems.

- He's the problem.

- Mark!

You're on his side, aren't you?

- I'm on your side, too.

- No, you're not.

He's got you fooled, just like everybody else.

Mark! Wait.

I didn't mean to cause you any trouble.

It's not your fault, Henry.

Mark is going through some difficult things.

- Is he OK?

- What do you mean?

Maybe I shouldn't say anything.

But the way he acts when nobody's around...

Dr Davenport, he scares me sometimes.

Why?

What does he do?

Please don't ask me that.

- I can't tell you.

- Why not?

Cos Mark's my friend.

You won't be betraying him, I promise you.

Please, Henry. Tell me everything.

Everything?

Sure missed an interesting session.

I like therapy.

- What did you tell her?

- Sorry. That's strictly confidential.

But you better stop telling lies about me,

cos no one's gonna believe you.

Sooner or later

they're gonna find out about you.

Who's "they"? My dad? My mom?

- I told your mom.

- Why would she believe you?

- She's my mom, not yours.

- You know, you're wrong about that.

- She is my mother.

- Your mom? You crazy?

Your mom's maggot food.

My mom said she'd always be with me.

She chose your mom

as a way of coming back...

...but I guess you wouldn't

understand that. But it's true.

She's my mother now.

Hey, Mark.

Don't f*** with me.

Looking for a midnight snack?

Go ahead. Eat. Drink.

- Don't let me stop you.

- What did you do?

"Do"? Me?

Oh, I get it.

You think I put something

in my family's food.

You think I...

Mark, come on.

Do you really think

I'd do a thing like that?

Mom, Dad, it's Mark! Better come quick.

No, Mark, stop. Stop.

It's all a mistake.

He's trying to poison you!

- Oh, Mark.

- No!

Calm down.

Mark, please stop.

Stop, stop, stop, stop.

- Just stop.

- No! No!

- We'll talk in the morning.

- What for?

- Nobody believes me.

- Mark.

Good night.

- He's OK.

- Oh, Wallace.

He's OK. Now, look,

Jack'll be back in a few days.

Let's just keep it together

until he gets here.

Henry... go to bed.

Mom? What are you doing?

I was... I was just looking around.

Uh-huh.

Henry, if something were wrong...

you would tell me, wouldn't you?

What do you mean?

I mean, sometimes when we're kids,

we do things that, um...

What kind of things?

Things we feel bad about?

I don't feel bad about anything.

Look what I found.

Where did you get that?

You know where I got it.

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