John: Six, Sam is coming with us.
Number 6: What? No way!
John: He's one of us now. We need to find his father.
[there is a slight pause]
Number 6: [to Sam] You slow us down, I'll shoot you myself.
Sam: And I believe you. Can we go now?
John: [Reaching for book] What's this?
Sarah: Umm... That is kind of private, actually.
John: It's amazing!
Sarah: Ok, that's enough.
John: [Flipping through book] What, you're allowed to look at everyone else, take our pictures, and we're not allowed to see you?
[pause]
John: Seems like you want to run away.
Sarah: Just be happy when I can get out of here.
John: I don't know. Been to a lot of places...
Sarah: You don't have to give me that "there's no place like home" speech. I've heard it.
John: No, no. You can go wherever you want, see whatever you
want to, but, um... a place is only as good as the people you know in it. I... I think this is a pretty good place.
[John and Sam try to figure out what to do with the two pieces of the stone. Six rolls her eyes and walks over to them]
Number 6: All right, give me that, come on.
[she takes the stone piece Sam had in his hands]
Number 6: Thank you.
[as John and Six link the stone pieces together, it becomes one and soon begins to glow blue. After a
long time of doing that, the stone turns to ashes, with nothing big seemingly happening]
Sam: Ah, well, that was disappointing...
Henri: [quizzing John on their cover story] What's your name?
John: John Smith.
Henri: Where are you from?
John: Toronto.
Henri: Seem kinda tan for Toronto.
John: Santa Fe, New Mexico. I know the drill, okay?
Henri: [holding a cell phone]
Keep this on you, I'll call you every hour. You don't pick up, I'll know something's wrong.
John: Every *hour*?
Henri: That, or you can homeschool, and I'll be your teacher.
[after Mark James has introduced himself to John, and hassled Sam. John hands Sam his skateboard, which has skidded across the floor]
Sam: Thanks. Gotta love the classics: Homecoming king versus the science nerd. Just get better with time, don't they?
John: Listen, Mark is...
Sam: Soon to be irrelevant. He's in the third year
of the best four years of his life.
[opens John's locker for him, which John has been struggling to do, then walks away]