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Esteban gets between his sons and the police officer, who holds a gun in his direction.
─ Are you really going to shoot at me? For no reason? Please, please listen to us first. I want to know what happened. Let's calm down.
The police officer puts the gun down.
─ Okay.
Esteban looks at Sean.
─ What did you do to Brett? Please tell me the truth.
─ Daniel accidentally spilled zombie blood onto his shirt. But this is all that's happened. But this motherfucker thinks it was on purpose.
─ This is a lie! He did it on purpose! This dumb and stupid little kid!
─ Hey, don't say that about my little bro!
Sean almost beats Brett, but Esteban holds him.
─ Don't do it, son. It'll make things worse for us.
Sean calms down.
─ You all, please go home! I have more important matters to care about ─ the police officer orders.
Brett shows his middle finger at Sean and Daniel. Sean does the same and hugs his brother tightly.
─ Are you okay, Daniel? He didn't hurt you, did he?
The police officer looks at Esteban with a mad face.
─ What could I expect from two kids raised by a Mexican dad? That's why we can't let you immigrants take over America, or else violence will spread! You will never be welcome in this country! Sincerely, I hope a decent president takes over and builds a wall to keep those assholes away.
He goes back into his car and drives it away. Esteban is still bothered by what he's just heard but tries not to show it. They all get inside.
─ So... I think papito here needs to get back to work. And please, don't get into any more trouble. Things aren't easy for immigrants like me in this country.
Sean goes towards him.
─ Dad, wait...
Esteban looks at him.
─ I... I just wanted to say... please don't get bothered by what that stupid police officer said to you. You are a good dad and both me and Daniel love you.
─ I know it, son...
He, still sad, goes back to repairing the car he was working on. He doesn't want his children to see him unhappy. Sean is worried about him and talks to Daniel.
─ Daniel, I think dad is sad about what happened.
─ Yeah... what if we... bought a pizza for him?
─ I don't think that would do much to cheer him up, but we could try. He had given me some money for the party, but... I think spending that money buying something for him would be worth it.
─ But... won't you go to the party tonight, Sean?
─ Nah... I'm okay. I prefer staying with my family, especially after almost losing my dad.
─ Did you see that guy point a gun at him?
─ Yeah... By the way, I have to get back to my bedroom. Lyla is waiting for me on Skype. See you later, Daniel, and DO NOT enter my room!
Sean goes back to his room and resumes the call with Lyla.
─ Why did you leave out of a sudden?
─ You won't believe it, shit happened.
─ What shit?
─ Long story. By the way, I wanna say that I'm not going to the party tonight. I wanna spend some time with my dad.
─ Wow, how did you change your mind so fast? You never cared that much about him.
─ I know, but...
─ What about Jenn? Weren't you excited to see her at the party?
─ Yeah, I was, but... there'll be other opportunities for that in the future.
─ I wouldn't be so sure of that. But, if that's your decision... by the way, I'm also not going to the party tonight. At least not without you. It would be boring to go there without you.
─ I see... so, talk to you later?
─ Yep. I'm still very confused. You were super excited for the party.
─ I know... bye, see you later.
─ Bye, Sean! I like you so much... I mean... as a friend... anyway, never mind.
She immediately turns off the call. Sean gets up and looks for his sketchbook and a pencil. He sits on his bed and starts drawing a forest. In the drawing, he is sitting on a rock beside his dad and brother near a river. His imagination goes wild, and he gets lost in his thoughts. He feels as if he were there.