David: Mama this is David. The bad men came back. I saw them shoot mister Lance and he fell off the roof. Michael said he'd be okay, but he isn't moving.
Michael: David, come on! Dad said we have to grab our stuff.
David: No! I have to leave a note for Mama so she can find us. Stop it!
Wayne: Boys come on, we're leaving. Now!
David: Hold on, I have to get Jangles.
Wayne: Michael, grab your brother there's no time, they'll be back any second.