I'd love to get my mind off of it, but I can't.

I thought I was gonna be able to get my whole family out here, but...

- Can't you at least get over the guy by tomorrow night? - Hanna.

You've got the laptop of all knowledge, and he's gonna need some of that.

The five of you, in her bedroom, laughing... keeping secrets.

somewhere in the middle of all that work, you stop crying.

you know, at the last minute, my mom, uhm... It's crazy talking about this, isn't it?

The cops in this town have been jerking my family around for more than a year.

- Here's a copy of the program for the dedication. - Oh, I e-mailed you the program that we worked up.

But I just, I can't stand the idea of you walking around and hating me.

The only person I hate right now is myself, for asking too much of you.

So you've got some genius plan of sleeping with the enemy or you've lost your mind!

Okay, so the town is gonna put in a new bench, and there's gonna be a pathway of art tiles.