The Good Son

Susan: Henry? Henry: Yes, Mom? Susan: You have to tell me the truth now. What happened the night Richard died? Henry: Don't you know? Susan: I'd like to hear it from you. Henry: I was downstairs playing. Susan: Henry, don't lie to me, all right? Just don't lie to me. Now you tell me... Did you kill Richard? Henry: What if I did? Susan: Well, um... Henry: What, Mom? Susan: We'll get you help. Henry: You don't look too good, Mom. Looks like you need the help. Susan: You have to trust me, Henry. Henry: No. No, I can't. You just want to send me away, don't you? Susan: Why, no. No, I don't. Henry: You wanna put me in one of those places. Susan: No, Henry. Henry: Well, I'd much rather die, you hear me? I'd much rather be dead! Susan: Henry! Henry, no! Susan: Henry? Henry! Susan: Henry! Henry! Henry! Henry: Looking for me, Mom? Susan: Oh, Henry. Henry: You really thought I was going to jump, huh? I guess you don't know me very well, Mom.