Jason, honey!
Time to go to bed, turn of that playstation and get upstairs.
Now, Jason. I'm not going to tell you again.
Jason, come on, on your feet.
No, you can't play another level. Turn it off.
Stop playing and look at me when I'm talking to you.
Jason, for crying out loud, it's past ten. It’s a school night, young man . What's Miss Palmer going to say when you fall asleep in class? She won't be happy, I'll tell y..
Oh, so you don't care? Well, that does it, turn off that playstation and go to bed!
Right now, Jason!
I'm not going to say it twice, young man.
Listen here, go to bed now, please. I'm taking you to the store tomorrow, immediately after school, and I'll buy you that new game you want so bad. But only if you're a good boy and go to bed.
Jason.. now.. don't do this to me again..
*Mum goes into the kitchen, lights and smokes a cigarette with shaky hands, than she returns to the living room. Jason keeps playing like nothing is happening*
Oh my, look at the time! It's half past ten allready! You must be tired now, aren't you, honey?
No? Oh, but I think you are. Mister Bear here thinks so too, don't you, mr B? So, how about you turn off that playstation and you and mr B. can hurry up to bed. I'll come and tuk you in, maybe even tell you a bedtimestory. You like stories, don..
What did you just call me? just you wait, when your father gets home.. now go to bed..
Come on, get you ass up those stairs!
Jason, for fucks' sake! Go! To! Bed! Nooooooooow! Now! Now!
Give me that controller! Give it to me!
Jason, don't you dare hit me!
Au, that hurt! Jason, Au, stop kicking me.. Jason!
No, no, no, not the vase! don't touch..!
Fine! Play untill your thumbs rot, I don't care!
*Mum runs upstairs, crying. Jason follows shortly after, smiling.