Michael Douglas credited as playing...
Guy
- Sam: [realizing Guy is in a sheet tent on a branch of his treehouse] I love a good sheet tent.
- [He makes his way over there with an illuminated pinwheel and a plate of green eggs and ham]
- Sam: Back when I was a kid, I built one with my mom. Yeah, we'd-
- [He stops talking when he sees Guy sitting with his back turned, clearly upset. Sam sets his things aside, sits down and makes a shadow puppet of Mr. Jenkins in an effort to cheer him up]
- Sam: We'd snuggle up tight, and she'd make shadow puppets on the wall.
- Guy: [still upset] Sounds like an amazing family.
- Sam: Just like yours.
- Guy: They're amazing, all right. That's the problem. They're... They're all huge successes, and the only thing I've ever succeeded at...
- [He looks over his shoulder]
- Guy: ... is failure.
- Sam: [trying to stay positive] At least you're the best at something, right?
- Guy: [annoyed] You heard how they are with me, all the phony flattery.
- [He looks away again]
- Guy: What they really mean is I'm a disappointment. Always have been.
- Sam: That's not true.
- Guy: You don't have to say that.
- Sam: Guy, I mean it. You never disappointed them. They're just a little sad to see you give up, because they know how great and creative you are, and they hate to see you throw that away.
- [He puts a hand on Guy's shoulder]
- Sam: They love you, Guy. Believe me. You're lucky to have them.
- [Guy sighs and pulls away]
- Guy: You don't understand.
- Sam: [after a brief silence] I do.
- [He sighs, sadly]
- Sam: I know exactly how lucky you are... because... I never had a family.
- [Guy jerks his head around, shocked]
- Guy: What did you say?
- Sam: [guiltily] I made it all up.
- Guy: But what about the sheet tent story with your mom?
- Sam: [shaking his head] There was never a sheet tent.
- Guy: [finally turning around to face Sam] Or the stuffed animals she bought you at the fair, and-and the juice you spilled that you were sorry for, and your imaginary friend, Reggie, who she pretended was real?
- Sam: [ashamed] I made him up too.
- [Guy stares at him in surprise]
- Sam: I never told anybody this before but... when I was very little, my mom...
- [holds back tears]
- Sam: ... left me at an orphanage. It's always just been me. I mean, at least until I met you.
- Guy: [concerned] Do you remember anything about your parents?
- Sam: I remember my mom... a little. Just one thing.
- Sam: What?
- Sam: It's not important.
- Guy: Go ahead.
- Sam: It's silly.
- Guy: [gently] Sam.
- Sam: [looking at the green eggs and ham on the plate before him] She made me breakfast.
- [Guy's eyes widen in realization]
- Guy: I bet hers... were really good.
- Sam: [smiling wistfully] The best. Really green. Super eggy.
- [He picks up one of the eggs with his fork; his face falls]
- Sam: I've been trying to find her all these years, so I could ask why, you know? Why she gave me up.
- [Guy nods in understanding and Sam chuckles sadly]
- Sam: I'm sure it's a good reason. I just... really want to know. So I keep ordering them, and I keep trying them.
- [He eats the egg on his fork. After he swallows, he holds back his tears again]
- Sam: But they're... never hers.
- [Guy puts a hand on Sam's shoulder. Sam looks up at him in awe]
- Guy: [softly] Keep trying, Sam.
- [Sam and Guy exchange warm smiles]
- Sam: I will.