The Book of Eli2010

Carnegie:
Is he staying?

Solara:
We didn't do much talking.

Claudia:
Solara honey, eat something.

Solara:
Mom, give me your hand. Close your eyes. Mom, trust me... Dear Lord.

[Carnegie freezes where he is sitting, listening intently]

Solara:
We thank you for our food. Thank you for my mother. Thank you for the roof over our heads and our new friends. And, uh... Well, I guess that's all for now.

Carnegie:
Amen. That's the word you're looking for, Amen. That's how you stop. You said you didn't talk much. But did he do any reading?... I asked you a question.

Claudia:
Bill, don't.

Carnegie:
You, shut your mouth.

[Solara still says nothing. Carnegie grabs Claudia by her hair, pulling her head back until she screams in pain]

Carnegie:
You're hurting your mother, Solara. He said he read every day. Did he?

Solara:
Stop it!

Carnegie:
[yanking Claudia off her chair and forcing her to her knees, still pulling her hair] Your mother would like you to tell me.

Solara:
[getting very scared] I don't know! I don't know... Yes, okay! Yes, yes, he was reading.

Carnegie:
What kind of book was he reading?

Solara:
I don't know. I don't know! An old leather one.

Carnegie:
And?

Solara:
I don't know, it had some kind of thing on the front of it.

Carnegie:
Show me.

Solara:
I need you to let her go.

Carnegie:
[shouting] Show me!

[Solara fearfully puts her fingers together into a cross]