Laurie Strode: [after catching John and Charlie out of school] What the **** do you think you're doing?
John Tate: Mom, I'm real uncomfortable with you saying that word.
Laurie Strode: Then don't put me in the position, John! Do you know what day it is? Of all the days for you to pull this shit, just what do you think you can do? Just wander around town? I don't ask you for very much, just give me one day!
John Tate: Mom, I've given 17 years!
Laurie Strode: And I need you to be responsible! Do you know what that means?
John Tate: Responsible?
Laurie Strode: Responsible!
John Tate: Don't talk to me about responsibility, Mom!
Laurie Strode: I just need this one thing!
John Tate: Mom, I am not responsible for you. That's it; I've had enough. I can't take it anymore, Mom. He's dead. Michael Myers is dead!
Laurie Strode: What do you want me to say?
John Tate: That it's over, that we should try to make some attempt at a happy existence, Mom, 'cause all the shit that's going on inside of your head is leaking out on me, and I can't take it anymore. You told me, yourself, you watched him burn.
Laurie Strode: I didn't exactly stay to see his ashes, John.
John Tate: Mom, 20 years. 20 years. Don't you think he would've shown up by now? What's he waiting for, huh?
[Laurie doesn't respond]
John Tate: Mom, I can't live like this [Starts to walk away]
Laurie Strode: What...What does that mean, John?
John Tate: If you wanna stay handcuffed to your dead brother, that's fine, but you're not dragging me along, not anymore!
John Tate: Mom, I'm real uncomfortable with you saying that word.
Laurie Strode: Then don't put me in the position, John! Do you know what day it is? Of all the days for you to pull this shit, just what do you think you can do? Just wander around town? I don't ask you for very much, just give me one day!
John Tate: Mom, I've given 17 years!
Laurie Strode: And I need you to be responsible! Do you know what that means?
John Tate: Responsible?
Laurie Strode: Responsible!
John Tate: Don't talk to me about responsibility, Mom!
Laurie Strode: I just need this one thing!
John Tate: Mom, I am not responsible for you. That's it; I've had enough. I can't take it anymore, Mom. He's dead. Michael Myers is dead!
Laurie Strode: What do you want me to say?
John Tate: That it's over, that we should try to make some attempt at a happy existence, Mom, 'cause all the shit that's going on inside of your head is leaking out on me, and I can't take it anymore. You told me, yourself, you watched him burn.
Laurie Strode: I didn't exactly stay to see his ashes, John.
John Tate: Mom, 20 years. 20 years. Don't you think he would've shown up by now? What's he waiting for, huh?
[Laurie doesn't respond]
John Tate: Mom, I can't live like this [Starts to walk away]
Laurie Strode: What...What does that mean, John?
John Tate: If you wanna stay handcuffed to your dead brother, that's fine, but you're not dragging me along, not anymore!
Laurie Strode : [after catching John and Charlie out of school] What the **** do you think you're doing ?
John Tate : Mom, I'm real uncomfortable with you saying that word.
Laurie Strode : Then don't put me in the position, John! Do you know what day it is? Of all the days for you to pull this shit, just what do you think you can do? Just wander around town ? I don't ask you for very much, just give me one day!
John Tate : Mom, I've given 17 years!
Laurie Strode : And I need you to be responsible! Do you know what that means?
John Tate : Responsible?
Laurie Strode : Responsible!
John Tate : Don't talk to me about responsibility, Mom!
Laurie Strode : I just need this one thing!
John Tate : Mom, I am not responsible for you. That's it; I've had enough. I can't take it anymore, Mom. He's dead. Michael Myers is dead!
Laurie Strode : What do you want me to say?
John Tate : That it's over, that we should try to make some attempt at a happy existence, Mom, 'cause all the shit that's going on inside of your head is leaking out on me, and I can't take it anymore. You told me, yourself, you watched him burn.
Laurie Strode : I didn't exactly stay to see his ashes, John.
John Tate : Mom, 20 years. 20 years. Don't you think he would've shown up by now? What's he waiting for, huh?
[Laurie doesn't respond]
John Tate : Mom, I can't live like this [Starts to walk away]
Laurie Strode : What...What does that mean, John?
John Tate : If you wanna stay handcuffed to your dead brother, that's fine, but you're not dragging me along, not anymore!
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