Fireflies in the Garden (2008)
Jimmy: [to Michael] Gotta tell you my kids love it here. Christopher's in your old room and Leslie here is in Ryne's.
[turns to Leslie]
Jimmy: Say hello to your cousin.
Michael: [to Leslie, when she doesn't say anything] You're short.
Jimmy: [to Michael] Yeah guest room's upstairs, second door on the right, but I guess you know that because uh this is your home.
Leslie: Uncle Charlie said it's our home now.
Jimmy: You're right honey, it is our home now. But um, Michael grew up here so... it's his home, too.
Leslie: But it's our home.
Jimmy: [picks Leslie up] What do you say we go catch some more of that ball game, huh?
[to Michael as he starts walking]
Jimmy: If you need anything let me know.
Jimmy: [stops and turns back to Michael] Hey this... this is great, you know... It's good to...
Michael: Yeah you too.
[Mouths to Leslie after Jimmy turns back around]
Michael: It's MY home.
Michael: [sits down near Christopher on the roof] I love what you've done with the room.
[lights a cigarette]
Michael: I used to come out here a lot when I was grounded.
Christopher: [sniffing because he was crying] Mom told me you were always getting in trouble.
Michael: She should talk.
Christopher: [crossly] What's that supposed to mean?
Michael: Before your mother was a mom, she was my best friend.
Christopher: [sarcastically] You guys have tea parties together?
Michael: Yeah, occasionally. Your mother taught me everything I shouldn't know, smartass.
Christopher: Like how to write like a chick?
Michael: Oh. That's funny. It's nice to see your balls finally dropped, Christopher.
[looks away for a second]
Michael: No, she taught me the art of fishing.
Michael: [dragging from his cigarette] Mm-hmm.
Christopher: Fishing is boring.
Michael: Not the way we used to do it, it wasn't.
Michael: You want me to show you?