Pleasantville1998

Big Bob:
[in the bowling alley] What happened? Are you alright? What is it?

George:
Rain.

Big Bob:
Real rain?

[George nods]

Big Bob:
Oh my God.... Are you alright?

George:
I came home like I always do. And I came in the front door. And I took off my coat. And I put down my briefcase and I said "Honey. I'm home."

[The men all nod in recognition.]

George:
...Only no one was there. So I went into the kitchen and I yelled it again. "Honey — I'm home." But there was no one there either. No wife. No lights. No dinner.

[The men all gasp]

George:
So I went to the oven you know — because I thought maybe she had made me one of those "TV dinners..." But she hadn't. She was gone. And I looked and looked and looked — but she was gone.

Big Bob:
It's gonna be fine George. You're with 'us' now.

Gus:
What are we gonna do Bob?

Big Bob:
Well — we'll be safe for now — thank goodness we're in a bowling alley — but if George here doesn't get his dinner, any one of us could be next. It could be you Gus, or you Roy, or even you Ralph.... That's real rain out there, gentlemen. This isn't some little "virus" that's going to "clear up on its own." There's something happening to our town and I think we can all see where it comes from. My friends, this isn't about George's dinner or Roy's shirt. It's a question of values. It's a question of whether we're gonna hold onto the values that have made this place great. So the time has come to make a decision. Are we in this alone, or are we in it together?