Rabbit Hole

Becca:
Does it ever go away?

Nat:
No, I don't think it does. Not for me, it hasn't - has gone on for eleven years. But it changes though.

Becca:
How?

Nat:
I don't know... the weight of it, I guess. At some point, it becomes bearable. It turns into something that you can crawl out from under and... carry around like a brick in your pocket. And you... you even forget it, for a while. But then you reach in for whatever reason and - there it is. Oh right, that. Which could be aweful - not all the time. It's kinda... [deep breath] not that you'd like it exactly, but it's what you've got instead of your son. So, you carry it around. And uh... it doesn't go away. Which is...

Becca:
Which is what?

Nat:
Fine, actually.

[first lines]

Peg:
Becca? Becca?

[last lines]

Becca:
[voice-over] And then what?

Howie:
[voice-over] I don't know... Something though.

Nat:
You know, Becca, when your brother died, I found the church very helpful.

Becca:
I know. I know you did, but that's you. That's not me, and Danny... Danny isn't Arthur.

Nat:
You know, I brought you to church every Sunday.

Becca:
Let's not start this again, okay, Mom? I'm just... I'm just calling about the cake.

Nat:
You're not right about everything, you know? What if there is a God?

Becca:
Then I'd say he's a sadistic prick.

Nat:
All right, Becca, that's enough.

Becca:
"Worship me and I'll treat you like sh*t." No wonder you like him. He sounds just like Dad.

Becca:
And so this is just the sad version of us...

Becca:
Somewhere out there I'm having a good time.

Becca:
Why didn't He just make one, if He needed another Angel? He is God, after all.