War of the Worlds2005

[Robbie, Ray and Rachel are fleeing the tripods along the highway]

Robbie:
Where are we going?!

Ray:
We gotta go! We got to be the only working car around here. I'm not stopping until we are clear.

Robbie:
Clear of WHAT?!?!

Ray:
We gotta go!

Robbie:
WHAT IS GOING ON?!?!

Ray:
You saw! We're under ATTACK!!

[Rachel begins to cry and scream hysterically]

Robbie:
By WHO? Who is attacking us?!?!

Ray:
Rachel... Rachel you've got to keep it down Rachel!

[Rachel, still crying, starts to hyperventilate]

Ray:
Rachel! SHUT UP RACHEL! I can't think!!

Robbie:
YOU ARE FREAKING HER OUT!!

Ray:
Well, LOOK, I'M DRIVING!!! DO SOMETHING!!!

[Robbie turns to Rachel and shows her an arm formation]

Robbie:
Okay, put 'em up, Rache. Make the arms. [Rachel copies the formation, still panicking. Robbie holds her arms] This space right here, this is yours. This belongs to you, right?

Rachel:
[taking deep breaths, trying to calm herself] Yes...

Robbie:
[reassuring her] You're safe in your space.

Rachel:
I'm safe in my space...

Robbie:
You're safe in your space. Nothing is going to happen to you in your space.

Rachel:
I'm really scared...

Robbie:
I'm gonna go to the front seat to talk to Dad.

Rachel:
No...

Robbie:
I will be two feet away, okay. Will you hold my hand?

Rachel:
Yes.

Robbie:
Are you gonna be okay?

Rachel:
Yes.