Radio Flyer

Older Mike:
From that moment on, I realized Bobby was my responsibility.

Older Mike:
There are six lost secrets and abilities that you loose in the split second between your 12th and 13th birthday. They are: animals can talk; jumping from any height with the aid of an umbrella is completely safe; nothing is too heavy to lift when wearing a cape; monsters exist, and can both be seen and done battle with; your favorite blanket is woven from a fabric so mighty that once pulled over your head it creates impenetrable force field, and the greatest, most special lost power: the ability to fly.

Older Mike:
We called him 'The king', because... that's what he liked to be called.

Boy #1:
Dad, he promised to let me play with it, now he says he didn't and he won't.

Older Mike:
Did you promise?

Older Mike:
Well, you can't just say, "I promise," then forget about it. "I promise" are the most important words you'll ever say... well almost the most important words you'll ever say.

Bobby:
He's coming back, Mike. It's not mom's fault, but he's coming back.

[the King, completely drunk and furious, catches Mike and Bobby watching TV late at night]

The King:
Hey! What are ya doin' up? Go to bed! Go to bed! [to Bobby] Not you!

Mike:
Yeah, but...

The King:
[cuts Mike off] Bobby, come here! Mikey, you go to bed. Bobby, you come here!

Mike:
But I wanna stay...

The King:
[cuts him off again] GO TO BED! Come here, Bobby. Come HERE! Come here.

[the King grabs and pulls Bobby towards him; Shane, the family dog, growls whilst Mikey cries]

The King:
What did I tell ya? What did I tell ya? Why don't you listen to me? Why don't you ever listen to what I TELL YOU TO DO? GET TO BED, YOU LITTLE SON-OF-A-B*TCH!

[a few minutes later, Bobby, in tears, walks into the room]

Bobby:
[to Mike] We can't stay up so late anymore.

Older Mike:
There are seven lost secret fascinations and abilities. They are that: animals can talk; your favorite blanket is woven from a fabric so mighty, that once pulled over your head, it becomes an impenetrable force field, nothing is too heavy to lift with the aid of a cape; your hand, held forefinger out and thumb up, actually fires bullets; jumping from any height with an umbrella is completely safe; monsters exist and can be both seen an done battle with; and the greatest, most special and regrettable loss of all: the ability to fly.

Older Mike:
[When the bullies showed up] We knew we were dead instantly, the way you always know you're in for it when bigger kids show up. It's a sixth sense you never lose.

Older Mike:
[on getting the idea to sell golf balls] It was money, I didn't know how it would help but I knew we were better off if we had some than if we didn't.

Older Mike:
History is all in the mind of the teller. Truth is all in the telling.