Rayanne:
We gotta find Angela!
Brian:
We can't. We looked. Get over it.
Rayanne:
It's so dark. Why does it got to be so dark? This is all your fault! You were looking at me.
Brian:
What are you talking about?
Rayanne:
You were scoping my legs and you let the stupid door shut! You must be so hard up.
[Brian gets up]
Rayanne:
Where you going?
Brian:
Anywhere you're not.
Rayanne:
Brian? Brian, don't go! I'm scared. I'm scared of the dark, okay? Have fun telling all your little friends
Brian:
You are? I mean, it just doesn't seem like something you'd be.
Rayanne:
Yeah, well, I am.
Brian:
Is there a reason? Why?
Rayanne:
Because when I was a kid, my dad would come home, wigged out of his mind, and he'd lock me in the basement.
Brian:
Oh my God.
Rayanne:
I'd sleep at the foot of the stairs because if I pressed my face against the floor, I could see the light that we left on in the hallway. But if I turned around, it would be...
[Brian hugs Rayanne]
Rayanne:
So dark.
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