I don’t like it here. You
never talk to me! I’m always
Prince drags his Father away–
What’s the matter with this
house? Isn’t it nice and warm
The Mother stands on the bed SHRIEKING–
The Father lunges, drags Prince along
the floor, WHACKS! the Mother in the
face. She topples in a heap to the bed.
He’s over her now, breathing fire,
flailing about savagely–
Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!
He lunges, drop KICKS his Father with
everything he’s got! His Father SMASHES