The Good Son Comments

  • Napoleon 2023-09-21 13:03:15

    Everything is supported by the three protagonists, and the ending and supporting roles are...

  • Samara 2023-03-25 10:17:38

    I've been looking for this movie for a long time, but the one I saw on TV when I was very young scared...

  • Bartholome 2023-03-10 10:04:43

    Children can be evil too! Innocent evil is the most...

  • Asa 2022-10-26 10:52:38

    Ian McEwan Screenwriter. ....

  • Kelli 2022-04-24 07:01:17

    The abominable pirate labelled him as "Home Alone 5", and when I was only 4 years old in elementary school, I watched it once and put him in a corner, scaring me to death....

  • Domenic 2022-04-24 07:01:17

    When I was a child, I was really mentally...

  • Dock 2022-04-24 07:01:17

    Very simple story is so...

  • Luciano 2022-04-24 07:01:17

    The Lord of the Rings male protagonist as a child. ....

  • Kylie 2022-04-24 07:01:17

    Every day, a little trick for fear of marriage and childbirth is very interesting at the...

  • Sammy 2022-04-24 07:01:17

    Macaulay King, hey, it's a pity to think of him...

Extended Reading

The Good Son quotes

  • [Mark finds Henry looking at the mirror in his bedroom with tears down his eyes]

    Henry: Mark, did you cry at your mom's funeral?

    Mark: Why?

    Henry: I don't know. I figured you're expected to cry at your mom's funeral, but I don't know.

    Mark: You wouldn't.

    Henry: Wouldn't what?

    Mark: Hurt her.

    Henry: Do you really think I'd hurt my own... Oh, wait.

    Mark: What?

    Henry: I just remembered. She's not my mom anymore, she's yours. Isn't that what you said? She's your mother now.

    Mark: Yeah.

    Henry: Your mom, my mom... What the hell? We'll both miss her.

    Mark: I'll kill you first.

    Henry: Poor Mark. So violent, so disturbed. If you don't watch out, they're gonna lock you up.

    Mark: [Mark dashes for a pair of scissors and holds them to Henry's neck] I could kill you now.

    Henry: Go ahead. Jam it in. Gotta push pretty hard though. The blood'll go right across the room. Come on. Come on.

    Wallace Evans: Henry, have you seen...

    Henry: Dad, Dad! Help me!

    Wallace Evans: [Uncle Wallace pulls Mark off of Henry and looks at him face-to-face] Mark! What the hell do you think you were doing? Answer me, goddamn it!

    Henry: Don't be mad at Mark, he's just not himself.

    Wallace Evans: This is serious, Mark. You could have hurt him.

    Mark: He's the one who wants to hurt people!

    Henry: Mark, I'm sorry you don't want to be friends.

    [Uncle Wallace takes Mark downstairs by the arm]

  • [Mark heads towards Uncle Wallace's work study to tell him that Henry caused the freeway accident]

    Henry: [Henry comes up behind Mark outside of his father's work study] Go ahead, tell him. Or better yet, why don't we tell him together?

    [Henry quotes himself sounding like an innocent child]

    Henry: It was Mark, Dad. He talked me into it. We were just playing a game. I had no idea he was gonna do something like that. Please, Dad, go easy on him. It's not his fault he's all screwed up 'cause he misses his mom. What are we waiting for? Let's go.

    [Henry opens the door with them two outside the room]

    Henry: Dad, Mark has something to tell ya!

    Wallace Evans: [Mark runs off to go upstairs] What is it? What's wrong with Mark?

    Henry: I don't know. He's been acting pretty weird. I'd better go see if he's OK

    [the camera cuts to Henry entering the upstairs bedroom where Mark is]

    Henry: I told my dad I'd see if you're okay. Well, are you OK, Mark?

    Mark: Leave me alone.

    Henry: Leave you alone? This is my room.

    Connie Evans: [Connie runs into Henry's room] Guess what? Mom says we can go skating tomorrow.

    Henry: Connie, what did I tell you about coming into my room?

    Connie Evans: But you guys weren't working or anything.

    Henry: You didn't answer my question, so I'm gonna have to do it for you.

    Connie Evans: [Henry pulls on Connie's ears making her cry] Ow!

    Henry: You're not allowed to come into my room. Not now, not ever! Never!

    Mark: [Mark grabs and slams Henry into the wall by his shoulders] You're wrong about that! This is my room too. And I say she can stay.

    Connie Evans: [both boys start to grab and pull on each other's hair as Connie runs out, still up against the wall] Mom, Mom, they're fighting!

    Henry: [continuing to pull each other's hair] You like my sister, don't you? Such a sweet little girl. Too bad if something were to happen to her, if she got hurt. You'd be sad, wouldn't you, Mark? But, hey, accidents will happen. Just ask my mom about Richard.

    Susan: [Susan arrives upstairs when the boys let go of each other] Boys, boys! Henry! What's going on?

    Henry: I'm sorry, Mom. We were playing this really dumb game. We weren't fighting. We were just playing. Weren't we, Mark?

    Mark: [pauses before answering] Yeah, playing.

    Susan: Well, all right, but just not so rough, OK? You two looked like you were trying to kill each other.

    [Susan walks out of the room as Henry just stares back at Mark]