David: Mama, this is David. The bad men came back. I saw them shoot mister Lance and he fell off the roof. Michael said he'd be okay, but he isn't moving.
Michael: David, come on. Dad said we have to grab our stuff.
David: No! I have to leave a note for mama so she can find us. Stop it!
Wayne: Boys, come on! We're leaving. Now!
David: Hold on, I have to get Jangles.
Wayne: Michael, grab your brother. There's no time. They'll be back any second.