Where the Wild Things Are2009

[Max drags a chair to the counter. He sniffs the food in the kitchen. His mom takes the oven mitt off to tell him to be quiet.]

Mom:
Hey, shh.

[Max sits on the chair.]

Max:
Mom, what is that?

Mom:
Pâté.

[Picks up frozen corn]

Max:
Frozen corn? What's wrong with real corn?

Mom:
Frozen corn is real. All right, now get off the chair, please. And go tell your sister to clear her stuff off the table.

[Max shouts real loud]

Max:
CLAIRE, GET YOUR STUFF OFF THE DINING ROOM TABLE!

Mom:
Max, don't ever pull that now.

[Max stands on the countertop.]

Mom:
Max, get off the counter, please. Get off. I have a friend here. You're embarrassing me.

Max:
WOMAN, FEED ME!

[Mom covers her eyes and sighs in disappointment]

Mom:
Max, get off the co--get-g-get off the counter. [impatiently, in an angry tone.] Get off the damn counter, Max, now. Now!

Max:
I'LL EAT YOU UP!!

Mom:
[shouts] GET DOWN!

[Max snarls]

Mom:
Get off from there!

[Max steps off the counter and runs to the front door. Mom chases him and Adrian is on the couch, who notices.]

Mom:
Stop! Come here! [She grabs Max, who starts pounding his fists on her wrists.] What is wrong with you?! This is not acceptable behavior!

Max:
YOU'RE NOT ACCEPTABLE!!

Mom:
No dinner for you, Max! Go to your room! [Max bites her on the shoulder.] OW!!

[Mom drops Max, who falls to the floor. She holds onto her shoulder in pain.]

Mom:
Max! You bit me! THAT HURT!!

[Adrian walks up to Mom]

Adrian:
Connie, he can't treat you like that.

[Mom is embarrassingly furious.]

Mom:
Max, what is WRONG with you?! You're out of control!!

[Tearfully, Max gets up and runs out the door]

Max:
IT'S NOT MY FAULT!!!