What's wrong honey, you haven't eaten anything?
I'm fine. I'm not hungry.
Could have really used you out there today.
Whatever.
I'm serious.
Look at your poor mother. She had to help out and look what happened. Lips swollen out to there.
So what.
That's not gonna cut it, buddy. Look everyone pulls their weight around here, can't spend all day locked in your room.
Don't "uh huh" me. And this crappy attitude of yours, it's getting real old real fast.
Let's just talk. Okay?
You know what, no!
I'm tired of talking.
I'm tired of waiting for you to grow out of this Louis. When I was your age
I had to work in the farm just like everyone else. If I tried to pull the kind of crap you're pulling, my dad
would have whupped my ass black and blue.
Maybe I don't want to live on your crappy farm!
Louis!
He's just pissy because we're eating his favorite cow.
Shut up Graham. You dick.
And her name was Minnie.
Haven't I told you not to name the animals?
You know, honestly, how old are you.
I have to name them. They're my only friends around here..
Louis, honey.
We're farmers.
You can't get attached to the cows. They're our food.
It's just the way things work.
They're just dumb animals, Louis.
They would starve if we didn't take care of them. They live happy lives here on the farm. That doesn't come cheap. Sooner or later,
They have to go to slaughter.
They're not dumb.
Minnie was different.
She knew me, okay. She recognized me. Every time I went to see her she'd get excited to come around.
Sweetie, she probably thought that you were bringing her food.
Okay, animals can't learn that much. It doesn't mean she would recognize you.
But she did know me.
She knew my name.
What do you mean she knew your name?
She knew it, okay.
She talked to me.
They're not all dumb.
They understand things. They can make things. Some of them can talk just like us. Some of them can feel.
They can feel angry or sad. And...
sometimes...
well, sometimes they feel loved.
We know Louis.
We know they can feel and talk. This is something everyone your age finds out.
I did the same thing when I was 13.
I even named one of them. Called him Caesar. It was this scrawny runt that would only eat if I fed him.
But why do we eat them?
This is just how it is Louis.
There aren't any other animals left, none.
They all died during the gray out.
We're all that's left.
Just us ...
and them.
Hey
This is how it is.
This is how we survive.
As a family
Sorry Louis.
It's tough for me too when I found out.
It's tough for all of us.
But it gets better.
And
after a little while you
learn to forget.
But this is why you can't name them. Okay?
Just makes it harder.
I don't know. I mean, this is just... Can I just go my room?
Go ahead, buddy.
Sure, he was gonna tell us he was gay or something.
So what if he did, he's still your son.
No, I know. I know. I'm not saying anything like that.
In fact, I think we could use a feminine touch around here.
Say that next time he...
Hell
Graham, get the gun.
Stay down!