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Carrying their final belongings from inside the house, they slowly exit the front door and head over to the car.
MOM
Okay, let's go, 'cause I wanna get
there before it gets dark.
SAMANTHA
Goodbye yard, goodbye crepe myrtle,
goodbye mailbox. Goodbye box of
stuff Mommy won't let us take with
us but we don't wanna throw away.
Goodbye house, I'll never like mommy
as much for making us move.
MOM
Samantha! Why don't you say goodbye
to that little horse shit attitude?
Okay? 'Cause we're not taking that
in the car.
Just before he gets in the car, Mason is looking out at the neighborhood.
MASON
Goodbye old lady who listens to rock
music and rides a motorcycle.
Soon the car is pulling away. As they drive off, Mason notices out his side of the car, Tommy approaching on a bike in the distance, gesturing toward the car. Mason watches him out the window, but says nothing as Tommy recedes into the distance.