Charles: I am a doctor. Jarin: I am a nurse. My name is Jarin!
Kara Aged 15: We were just playing. It's ok. I just got a little fat.
Kara Aged 15: (Kara and Trent sit in the sand as she clutches the remains of their newborn son and states off into the distance) We're not getting off this beach. We never had a prom. Or a graduation. There's so many memories we didn't have. It's not fair... Trent Aged 15: (leaning against her) He needs to rest now. (She looks at him, then away again, vacantly loosening her grip on the bundle and allowing him to take it)
Maddox Aged 16: Dad, why are you looking at me like that?
Guy: We're we fighting about something? Prisca: We were. Guy: Well... whatever it was, I'm not mad anymore. I can't remember - why did we want to leave this beach? So beautiful... It doesn't matter. It's funny, I forget the word... it's about my feelings for you. Prisca: I know.
Trent Aged 6, Trent Aged 11: What's your name and occupation?
Mid-Sized Sedan: (signs of aging are more noticeable on certain skin colors) First time they wish they were Black.
Prisca: There's something wrong with this beach!
(about to give birth) Kara Aged 15: MOM! I'M SCARED!
Prisca: (to Trent aged 6) Stop wishing away this moment.
Adult Trent: How would you feel if a fifty-year-old man called and said he was your six-year-old nephew?