Lara Decaro: Emma Pope
Emma Pope : You don't remember me but I know you.
Emma Pope : [kneeling with stranger] Did... you know I lost my Daddy?
Jericho Stewart : [looks up from digging little hole] Yeah.
Emma Pope : [strokes stuffed toy elephant] He gave me Ellie. For my birthday.
Jericho Stewart : [takes toy and places it in the hole] If we don't go deeper, he's trunk's gonna stick out.
Emma Pope : [nods] Go deeper.
[spade clanks, she touches scar on back of his neck, he looks up at her]
Emma Pope : Did you hurt yourself?
Jill Pope : [inside house, takes lunch from oven, looks through window, sees them, panics, rushes out, her hand behind her back] Stop! Emma, come here, please!
Emma Pope : No, Mommy, we're burying my Ellie.
Jill Pope : [to her little daughter] Come here.
Emma Pope : [walks to Mom] He... he said he was a friend of Daddy's.
Jill Pope : [to Jericho, her hand on the pistol behind her] Leave. Please.
Emma Pope : [imploring] Can he stay for dinner? He's nice.
Jill Pope : Emma, go inside.
[the kid obeys, walks off, carrying her toy elephant]
Jericho Stewart : [mumbles something] I'll do the waffles, then I'll go.
[Jill tucks the pistol into the back of her jeans]
Emma Pope : [at piano] Come and play.
Jericho Stewart : What?
Emma Pope : Come and play.
Jericho Stewart : I don't know how.
Emma Pope : I'll teach you.
[pats spot beside her on bench]
Jericho Stewart : I don't know if this is such a good idea.
Emma Pope : It's fine. Come on.
Jericho Stewart : Mm-hmm.
Emma Pope : Come on.