| LUKE | But Mommy and I weren't getting along very well. |
| And it wan't fair to you guys, us fighting all the time. | |
| BEN | I fight with Anna all the time. |
| Can I move out? | |
| LUKE | No, But you guys are brother and sister. |
| ANNA | You were husband and wife. |
| Doesn't that mean something? | |
| LUKE | Yes, it does. |
| But.. Well.. when you get older, your relationships get a lot more complicated. | |
| And all kinds of feelings are flying around. | |
| And sometimes.. Some of those feelings change. | |
| ANNA | But did you fall out of love with Mommy? |
| LUKE | Well.. Yeah... I guess I did. |
| I still love your mom. | |
| Just.. It became a different kind of love, that's all. | |
| We're still really good friends, and we always will be. | |
| BEN | Can you ever fall out of love with your kids? |
| LUKE | No. That is impossible. |
| BEN | Like 'Mission : Impossible'. |
| LUKE | Yeah, exactly like 'Mission : Impossible'. |
| Get over here. |
# In the living room, Luke's House
| BEN | Powdered lizard brains. |
| Crushed werewolf ears. | |
| And vampire eyes. | |
| (mixing) wow… Oh, my God. | |
| Cool~ | |
| Check it out. Magic potion. | |
| ANNA | It's cocoa. |
| BEN | I put a spell on it. |
| Whoever drinks it will go to sleep for 1000 years. | |
| ANNA | Whatever. |
| If you spill any on my drawing, I'll put you to sleep for 1000 years. | |
| ESABELLE | You guys. I have a surprise for you. |
| Come over to the sofa, please. | |
| With a little enthusiasm. | |
| Sit down. | |
| All right, and close your eyes, please. | |
| Okay. Okay now. | |
| Don't open them until I tell you to, okay? | |
| And open. | |
| BEN | Wow!! |
| ESABELLE | What do you think? |
| BEN | Will he eat my bunny? |
| ESABELLE | No, puppies don't eat bunnies. |
| Anna, what do you think? | |
| ANNA | Well, I'm allergic to dogs. |
| ESABELLE | Uh, your Daddy didn't tell me that. |
| ANNA | He doesn't know much about me. |
| He's never around. | |
| ESABELLE | Why don't we name the puppy? |
| Puppy needs a name. | |
| ANNA | I know. Isabelle. |
| ESABELLE | I beg your pardon? |
| ANNA | He's kinda smells like you, and I'm allergic to you too. |
| It fits perfectly. | |
| ESABELLE | Ben, why don't you name that puppy? |
| I'll be right back. |


