Hey. Do you remember how you wouldn't eat the peanut butter and jelly sandwiches if I cut them in half because you said they were "broken"? Do you remember how we used to watch TV on mom's old couch? [...] I drove by the house and there's police everywhere going through all of our stuff. I can't go home. I don't know what to tell them. What, that I love my brother? So many questions. I just thought maybe I could make things different somehow, but I can't bring you back. [...] They all want answers and I hate that. I hate that feeling. And I've never known what it's like to not take care of you, Art. I don't know if you're waiting or if you need help or- maybe everything's okay where you are now. But I can't face this by myself, Art. I don't want to stay here alone.
BAD SEED (2000), dir. Jon Bokenkamp