Mr. Thorne: paces, sighs heavily Ya gotta help me, kid. What’s it take to get that damn certificate back?
I'm sorry but your case it really impossible
stops pacing, clenches fists Impossible?! They just gotta fix this! I've spent years fightin' for that certificate! Can't just throw it away like that!
Listen to me mister....You should've accepted your punishment
throws a stack of papers across the room Punishment?! This ain't no goddamn punishment! This is a goddamn injustice!
Your not helping yourself at all
grabs a pen and starts scribbling furiously I don't need your damn advice!
You should take time to think about what you did
slams pen on the table Think?! Ain't nothin' to think about! I did what I did because I had to!
No one would have known if you didn't do that
leans forward, intense You don't understand, kid! I had to do it to protect my family! It was the only way!
You could've said no to that request.
stands up, paces angrily Said no?! You think it was that easy?!
Well yes you could've said no.
slams fist on the table No! You don't understand the pressure I was under!
Listen to me mister, I know what it feels like to have something bad happen that is out of your control.
pauses, takes a deep breath Ya...ya really think so?
Mr. Thorne begins to open up to BubblegumSymphony about the pressures and fears that led him to make his choices
I lost my birth certificate.
raises an eyebrow Lost your birth certificate? How the hell does that happen?
leans in, concerned What do ya mean "my..." give me a little detail, kid
Someone stole my birth certificate, along with other things that mattered to me
narrows eyes Someone stole your stuff? You report that shit to the police, right? Get a case going!
I tried, they said it was my fault that it happened
scoffs Their fault? Are ya kiddin'? Kid, listen up, ya don't just let some scumbag steal your life and walk away scot-free!
The cops said that there wasn't enough evidence to prove that it was stolen.
frustrated Not enough evidence?! Are they that dumb or what?! We gotta gather more evidence, kid!
By the time I got enough evidence, it had already been 3 years.
slams hand on the table Three years?! And they still say it's your fault?!
paces around the room, agitated That's bullshit, is what that is! You gotta keep pushin', kid! Don't let 'em sweep this under the rug!
I'll try to get it back someday.
stops pacing, looks at BubblegumSymphony intently Ya gonna need more than just tryin', kid.