The Legends of Nethiah Page #4

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Naps are the best

friend you have.

Come on, let's get you inside.

Hi, Mom.

Oh, you made a mess!

I'll take care of it.

Can I ask you something?

What's wrong Dad?

Have you heard

of a guy named Tully?

Where is my phone?

Honey, have you seen

my cell phone?

Oh, here. Heh.

Remember what I said, Gabriel.

Yes, Mom.

No strangers.

Okay, I won't talk to strangers.

So you're home.

Your father worries too much.

I checked around. That

Tully kid is harmless.

He's a bad influence.

Huh. No worse than our arguing.

You're preparing the papers?

Well?

Well what? It's confusing.

I told you.

You need to hire a lawyer.

At those rates?

I'll just invest the time.

I need closure, Stan.

I need to know why.

Our problems started long

before she came into the picture.

She was an effect,

she wasn't the cause.

Who is it, Stan? Don't you

think you owe me that, at least?

What difference does it make?

You don't know her.

We met. It happened.

End of story.

That's life, isn't it?

What, does that have some

kind of hidden meaning, Susan?

It means just as I said.

But you're free to think

whatever you want.

That, right there... that's

what I'm talking about Susan!

What? What are we

talking about, Stan?

You get to this point

and you just cut out,

like I'm supposed to know

what's going on inside your head!

Isn't that what marriage is

supposed to be about? Huh?

Knowing what

each other's thinking?

Finishing each other's

sentences, and so on and so forth?

Don't mock me.

Don't you mock me!

You were with

another woman, and I...

Only after. Only after

it was over between us!

You stepped away

from this marriage

long before I ever

stepped out on you,

and now this ten-year

mistake is finally over.

Our son is not a mistake!

Oh, stop it! I love my son!

I love Gabriel.

And I know you love him.

He's the best thing

that ever happened to us.

This has nothing to do with him

and everything to do with us.

He belongs with me.

Maybe.

But we decided to let

him make up his own mind.

And no matter whom he chooses,

we're gonna respect

his decision.

We're gonna respect it

and honor it,

for his sake.

I know.

And about us...

don't go looking for

answers to questions

that, in the end, aren't

going to satisfy you.

You're a bastard.

I know.

You're going to be

one of those divorce kids!

No, I'm not!

Yes, you are! Take that back!

Ow!

Ow! Uhh!

Come here.

Uhh!

Mom!

One second, Gabriel.

What is it, honey? Have to go.

Where you gotta go? I'll

take you after breakfast.

No, I have to go.

Dad's using my bathroom.

Sure.

Hey. We're in this together.

We gotta take care

of each other, okay?

Okay.

Hey.

How's school?

My mom said I shouldn't talk to you.

I figured.

Come on, Doug.

I gotta go.

I saw Doug today.

Refresh my memory. Who's Doug?

My friend. The kid

I punched in his eye.

Oh.

I wanted to say something,

but I couldn't.

Well, it'll come

when you're ready.

I don't know.

Forgiveness

is a difficult thing.

But I think you'll find most

people are willing to do it,

if you give them the chance.

Take Nethiah. When he finally

found his mom and dad again...

Wait, I thought they got killed.

Well, yes and no.

You see, it wasn't really them,

just fakes that

the Strifers created

to trick Nethiah.

You watched us die

and did nothing?!

No. I... I was young.

But even though

they weren't real,

Nethiah couldn't control his

feelings when he saw them.

You deserve to die

for betraying us!

When they started attacking him,

he could have fought back,

but he didn't.

He took their blows

over and over again.

And when he could

take no more...

he did the only thing

that he could do.

What?

He took out his amulet.

There was nothing I could do.

Liar!

That will not help you now!

It didn't seem to help.

Nethiah could fight no longer,

and he surrendered

to a dark sleep.

Wait, that's it? That's the end?

No, not quite.

Suddenly, there was

a bright light

all around Nethiah.

Didn't you hear me calling?

We're in the middle of a story.

It's good, Mom.

Well, put it on hold.

Dinner's on the table.

But... Gabriel.

Okay.

To be continued.

Come on, Grandpa.

Can you give me a hint?

What's gonna happen?

Is Nethiah gonna fight

the Strifer King?

Good things come

to those who wait.

Um, excuse me. Wash up.

And wash their hands.

How's, uh... how's it going?

It's going.

Has Gabriel said anything

to you about um, you know.

Has he given you any hints?

He hasn't, and I

haven't been asking.

What do you mean,

he hasn't said anything?

Susan, you're my daughter

and I love you.

But if this was

some idea of yours

for me to spend time with

Gabriel so I could spy on him,

you're going to be disappointed.

Is that so bad?

Am I absolutely horrible

for wanting to know

what my son is thinking?

No, you're not horrible. But

you gave him the lousy task

of choosing between parents.

At least give the kid some space

to figure things out.

So what have you two been

talking about all this time?

You know, things.

Things? What kind of things?

You wouldn't be interested.

Try me.

Hey, Gabriel, does your

mom know what a Strifer is?

Are you kidding me?

See? This is strictly

on a need-to-know basis,

and you don't need to know.

Gabriel, your grandfather

has lost his mind.

Who's saying Grace...

you or the crazy man?

All right. Lord, please...

give us a more

understanding daughter.

I mean mother.

When is the last time

you spent any time

with your son?

I saw him today.

Last week, we did the...

the bike thing.

We're going

to the park tomorrow.

Last week. You want him

to live with you so bad,

you spend no time with him.

Look, stop. Stop. Okay?

I came to get my sweatshirt.

I'm going out for a drive.

You got to hawk

all over the balcony...

Go for your drive.

You just stay off my back!

Come on, give me more!

Yes!

Let's sit down.

I think you got Larry Bird

coming to your house,

giving you lessons.

Who?

You're kidding, right?

Larry Bird? The Bird Man?

Only about the greatest

basketball player ever.

I thought Michael Jordan was.

Well, yeah, but before

Michael, there was Larry Bird.

One of the 50 greatest

players of all time.

Come on, you gotta know

who I'm talking about.

I told you I didn't know

a lot about basketball.

You want to hear a story?

I met him.

Really?

An All-Star game.

Three-point contest.

He was behind,

and as time ticked down,

he started raining them in.

On his last shot,

after he released the ball,

he turned his back to the net

and walked off the court,

with his index finger

pointing in the air.

Gabriel, he didn't

even see the shot go in,

but he knew.

Wow.

I stayed around after,

when he was signing autographs.

He signed my ball.

My most prized possession.

No matter how broke I get,

that piece never sells.

Some things are worth

more than money.

You got that?

Yeah.

How's your friend doing?

Doug? Okay, I guess.

It's tough when friends fight.

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