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| Daniel McMurran | John Crowley | Jessica McMurran | Elijah McMurran | Ernest Randall |
Daniel: Hows it bes going, John Nathan Crowley? How's your CHIN HAIR?
J.N: It goes.
Daniel: JULIUS JUST DOESN'T UNDERSTAND YOU.
J.N: Oh well.
Daniel: It's not as though you don't have any ambitions, YOU JUST DON'T FEEL LIKE SHARING THEM WITH THE REST OF THE CLASS.
J.N: He compared me to your killer. That was great.
Daniel: Yeah, but who isn't a jerk some of the time? 'Cept for Middler, I guess.
J.N: Bull. He just hides it better.
Daniel: We all say and do things we don't mean… Then we regret them later.
J.N: True enough.
Daniel: Better to forgive and forget
J.N: Why?
Daniel: Holding grudges is tiresome and so is being angry and spiteful all the time.
J.N: …Yeah. I guess you're right.
Daniel: It's destructive and only puts you in a bad mood.
J.N: Nods and sighs in a resigned kind of way.
Daniel: …You might find doing kind things would make you feel better?
J.N: Maybe not.
Daniel: Seeing other people happy always makes me happy. What makes YOU happy?
J.N: Burning people with my cigarette and destroying lives.
Daniel: …I heard anti-social personality disorder can't be cured so… There is no hope for you. I IMAGINE YOU WERE JOKING, THOUGH
J.N: Yeah.
Daniel: You could be a stand-up comedian, I guess.
J.N: Of course.
Daniel: You're crazy anyway…
J.N: Yeah. You're dead. When the hell did you get here?
Jessica: J.N…?
J.N: Awakens!?
Jessica: Smile. You were mumbling in your sleep.
J.N: …I see. What time is it?
Jessica: Nearly 7 p.m.
J.N: Doesn't look very RESTED. Great.
Jessica: What's wrong?
J.N: Nothing.
Jessica: You didn't miss a date with Ernest or something?
Elijah: Watching… THE MATRIX. Glued to the television set.
J.N: No.
Elijah: Commercial break! Why can't I do that?
Jessica: The same reason I can't look like the women in magazines.
J.N: Itches his stitches, or lack thereof.
Jessica: Don't do that.
J.N: Having a nice break from the castle? Stops itching.
Jessica: Mmmhmm! Left just so she could get away from doing paperwork!
Elijah: Goes back to being distracted with the TV… MAN'S WORST ENEMY.
Jessica: Isn't that movie rated R or something?
J.N: Yeah.
Jessica: You can't watch that, Elijah.
Elijah: Huh?
J.N: It's restricted for minors alone. If a parent or legal guardian approves, then it isn't a problem.
Jessica: I only watched it once and I hardly remember what's in it. Probably nothing Elijah hasn't seen, heard, or have happen to him.
J.N: From what I could tell, it's people shooting people. And kung-fu.
Jessica: …Oh well. Why don't you teach him how to drive or something productive?
J.N: I could teach him how to shoot.
Jessica: He'd probably kill himself. Also, he's bad with a bow.
Elijah: I'M BAD TO THE BONE! Keeps watching.
J.N: …I could teach him how to drive.
Jessica: He'd kill you and himself… I guess he needs to get a permit first, too.
J.N: I don't mean getting his license. I could just take him to the back roads.
Jessica: He has to have a permit for you to even teach him how to drive and well… Elijah, what does the green light mean?
Elijah: What? Absorbed.
J.N: Never said it was legal. It'd be just teaching him the basics for when he does get to it.
Jessica: If you wish to put your life, your car, and your legal standing in your hands I guess it's fine by me.
Elijah: The movie is over. What?
Jessica: Would you like John to teach you how to drive?
Elijah: Sure!
J.N: Stands! Fast too, since he doesn't have to worry about ripping stitches!
Elijah: …When?
J.N: Some time. Goes to the kitchen to get a drink.
Jessica: Turns the TV off.
Elijah: He-ey.
J.N: Thank you, Jessica.
Jessica: You don't need to be infecting your brain with that trash.
Elijah: That was cool!
Jessica: Read a book.
J.N: Yeah. Nobody became anything by watching that crap.
Elijah: Sigh. Julius is gone. Do you miss him, Mr. John?
J.N: Shrug.
Elijah: Mom and I'll have to go back home sometime 'cause I gotta do my sword-training and all that stuff, so you're gonna be alone. I guess that bald guy will keep you company, though. Do you love that bald guy more than my dad?
J.N: …uh.
Elijah: …As a friend?
Jessica: That's a horrible question to ask, Elijah.
Elijah: My dad had hair. Hugs J.N. Do you like to run, Mr. John?
J.N: Used to.
Elijah: We can run together!
J.N: …yeah.
Elijah: …You don't want to.
J.N: Not that. Just not used to it.
Jessica: Is he bothering you?
J.N: He's not.
Elijah: Chews on a fingernail. Goes to reading Good Omens.
J.N: How's Adam been?
Jessica: Goooood. Very quiet…
J.N: …That's a good thing?
Jessica: I guess so. Doesn't keep me up too much at night. How has work been?
J.N: Slow.
Jessica: Are you wearing those clothes I got you? You're really looking good. Your face has filled out a lot.
J.N: …thanks. Not too used to compliments. Ever.
Jessica: Your hair is shinier, you've got a healthy glow to your cheeks, and your eyes have more of a sparkle.
J.N: …uh…
Jessica: Now why haven't you gone out and gotten yourself a girl, yet? Poke.
J.N: Poked… A bit nonplussed by now. I… don't know?
Jessica: Well, you look very handsome. Don't let those guys at work make fun of you.
J.N: …Why do you think they're making fun of me?
Jessica: You said they used to call you gay and stuff.
J.N: Oh. Yeah, they've laid off a bit.
Jessica: That's good! Well, looks like your life is back on track and so is ours so… We'll be seeing less of each other. …That might not be a bad thing for you.
J.N: Why do you say that?
Jessica: …I always thought… Well, maybe that we didn't exactly BOTHER you… But that you'd perhaps prefer to be alone more.
J.N: …Well… I used to think that. Not so sure anymore to be honest.
Jessica: …That's why you should get a girlfriend!
J.N: …Yeah. Guess I'll just get right to that.
Jessica: Sigh. Have you ever been in love?
J.N: Cheesy as it might be to say, but I really couldn't tell you.
Jessica: You don't know, or is it a secret?
J.N: Don't know.
Jessica: Well~ have you ever felt your heart flutter as you look at that special someone? Laugh at every stupid thing they say? Always look at them with a stupid smile on your face?
J.N: …No
Jessica: Uh… Really enjoyed being around someone and spending time with them?
J.N: Not in particular… The extent of my prolonged company has been Hand Crushing Kurt, Bald Womanizing Ernest, Grumpy Frumpy Julius, and Done Dead Dan.
Jessica: …Looked forward to seeing someone?
J.N: It's nice to get visits from Atlantis.
Jessica: You've never been in love.
J.N: That's probably true.
Jessica: That's sad.
J.N: I've certainly had it rough. Slightly sarcastic tone.
Jessica: Sigh. Yes. You have.
Jessica: The greatest thing you'll ever know is just to love and be loved in return. Nod, nod.
J.N: Really now?
Jessica: It is a pretty nice feeling… I'm— Well never mind.
J.N: No, please. Explain. It's something I've never really grasped.
Jessica: I was just going to say I was pretty sorry it was gone. But- um… It is! …a nice feeling, that is.
J.N: …Ah. I think right now someone I can tolerate and vice-versa would be a good start… if that is in fact the course of action I should take.
Jessica: You seem to be able to tolerate quite a lot of people, but, yes, that would be a good first step. Of course… As far as I can tell, you're a bit short on women who aren't already spoken for.
J.N: Heh. Apparently Middler has more luck with the ladies than myself.
Jessica: I haven't really noticed except he's hanging around Thanasi a lot… Though she's married… To a guy that's never around. Unless you mean Celena, which is just silly.
Door: Opens without so much as a knock.
Jessica: Jumps!
Ernest: John! Ya there?
Jessica: Ernest?
Ernest: Did I come at a bad time? Eyes the two.
Jessica: Frowns. Rather coldly. Maybe…
Ernest: What was I interuptin' anyhow? You left the door unlocked.
Jessica: Just frowns and glares at him for insinuating things about her and J.N. so recently after her husband passed away.
Ernest: Whatever. I said the door was UNLOCKED. That means you weren't doing anything important. MENTAL SELF VICTORY. What're you up to John?
Jessica: Crosses her arms and goes to sit with her son on the couch.
J.N: …Not much… Just talking with Jessica.
Elijah: Glad to have a distraction from this WEIRD BOOK. Looks over the back of the couch. Hey!
Ernest: Hey.
Elijah: Mr. Ernest! Waves. What's up? Gets up from the couch.
Ernest: Not much. Just seein' what John has planned. Think that since he's got the stitches out that he might be up for a bit of crawling.
Elijah: Crawling? Raises an eyebrow.
Ernest: Yeah, crawlin'.
Elijah: What's that?
Ernest: … Tries to decide if he's messing with him. Bar hoppin', pretty much.
Elijah: Disappointed look. You go to bars, Mr. John?
J.N: Not really.
Elijah: Looks at Ernest. Alcohol is bad for you.
Ernest: So is microwave dinners, too much salt, and T.V., but doesn't stop most people.
Elijah: Gets the same look on his face as his mother. Still…!
Ernest: Alright, alright. Anyhow, John, the drinkin' aspect isn't really what I'm focusing on.
Elijah: Stares at Ernest. Crosses his arms and stares him down.
Ernest: Stares back.
Elijah: Unblinking and frosty stare. Piercing… If looks could kill.
Ernest: The 'I don't really care what you think because you're young and I do what I want because I'm an adult' kind of stare back.
Elijah: Brings himself up to full height of… 5'5".
Ernest: If this was Jessica, it might be a a different situation, not to mention hot. They got a new dartboard and everything, John.
Elijah: Defeated. Sighs and goes and sits by his mommy and reads his confusing book.
J.N: …I have company.
Ernest: Not all night, I'd think.
Elijah: …Maybe!
Ernest: Runs a hand over his bald head, a sign of his growing FRUSTRATION. Look, it's been awhile since we've really done anything. Thought it'd be nice to offer, but if you'd rather sit here then I'll just go.
Jessica: John, it is fine with me if you go out with Ernest tonight… Not that it's for me to dictate, but if you start drinking and driving or even ride with someone who's drunk, believe me, I will never speak to you again. Ever.
Ernest: Gee, I didn't know that your MOTHER was visiting.
Jessica: I mean that's it's fine if you go and have fun with Ernest and stop being our host since we should be heading home anyway. But believe me, I will not even LOOK at you again if you do that.
J.N: …I'm actually the designated driver. That's pretty much why Ernest is here.
Jessica: Imagines J.N. sitting in the bar… sipping cups of water… Well… Good! You'd better. Having trouble staying mad since the image of that is funny.
Ernest: Dammit, it's not the only reason.
Jessica: Would you please not curse in front of my son.
Ernest: Oh, sorry. 'Darn it, that is not my only reason.'
Elijah: You're in love with him? Smile. Wants anything to draw his attention away from this book.
Ernest: What? No. I'm tryin' to talk here. You can't just sit around all day and not DO anythin'.
Elijah: Mr. John is a secret agent.
Ernest: …
Elijah: He's just recovering from getting a new lung.
Ernest: …Riiight. Just think on it, John. Take all night if you wanna. I'm gonna get going.
Elijah: He really is! I'm sorry if he never shared that secret with YOU.
Ernest: Good for you. Seeya, John.
Jessica: Elijah, that's rude.
Ernest: EXUENT!
Elijah: Did I make you lose your friend, Mr. John?
J.N: Nah, he's fine.
Jessica: Well, you barely said two words to him, John.
J.N: He likes to get angry.
Jessica: You could have gone with him…
J.N: Didn't feel like it.
Jessica: You could have told him that. They had a really great dart board, after all, and you should spend time with your friends and maybe you could meet some women?
J.N: That was his goal, really.
