Keller Dover:
Don't talk to them.
Ralph Dover:
[Looks up at Keller, confused and distraught]
Eliza told me they're dead... Is it true?
Keller Dover:
No.
Ralph Dover:
Well, she said... they found... their bloody clothes...
Keller Dover:
Don't you tell your mother that. Don't you *dare* tell your mother that. Do you understand me? Now, I need you to listen to me...
[whispering harshly]
Keller Dover:
I need you to stay and run the house for a couple of days; and you make sure she does not watch the news and when the paper comes, you just throw it the fuck away! Listen to me... We do *not* give up on your sister. We do *not*!
[pauses, while trembling]
Keller Dover:
I'm gonna find her... I'm gonna bring her home. We do not give up.
Ralph Dover:
You're gonna bring her *home*? She's *dead*, *you* can't do anything, you've been leaving me and mom here while you've been going out and getting *fucking drunk*! You think I can't smell it on you?
Keller Dover:
[Keller grabs Ralph's shoulders, whips him around, and pins him against the wall in a fury]
*SHUT UP*!
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