Will's dead. And now you inflict this on us?
That's enough. Dad, you don't look good...
It's your fault he's dead. You didn't stop him getting to the car!
Stop it, Dad! I had nothing to do with it! Will got into a fight with Alice, and he...
What? Are you implying it was my fault?
No, no, of course not.
You were there. You couldn't stop him from getting in the car either.
I know. Alice, I know, I tried.
We tried.
Okay, I didn't...
Doesn't mean it's my fault.
That's not what I'm saying.
It's exactly what you said.
Alice, no.
Alice, I think...
No. I think you should all mind your own business. You don't know anything.
You're glad he's dead.
Please, please, please. Will's looking down on us from above.
From above? He's down below. [grabs a fork and stabs Max to death]



