Lydia Brenner
When do you think they'll come?
Mitch Brenner
I don't know.
Lydia Brenner
If they're bigger birds, Mitch, they'll get into the house.
Mitch Brenner
Well, it's just a chance we'll have to take.
Lydia Brenner
Maybe we ought to leave.
Mitch Brenner
No, not now. Not while they're massing out there.
Lydia Brenner
When?
Mitch Brenner
We'll just see what happens.
Lydia Brenner
Where will we go?
Mitch Brenner
I don't know. We're safe here for the time being...
Lydia Brenner
What happens when you run out of wood?
Mitch Brenner
I don't know. We'll break up the furniture.
Lydia Brenner
You don't know. You don't know. When will you know? When we're all dead? [Cathy bursts into tears] If only your father were here! [pause] I'm sorry. I'm sorry, Mitch.
