[Camp Campbell day. Max, Neil, and Nikki await the bus. David walks up and stands in front of them.]
David: [being serious] All right. Kids, we need to talk. [no response from the other three] You know, uh we can all pretend... that we didn't see those cremation ceremonies but, the monsters... are very real. We've gotta do something. [the other kids stay silent] Are we just gonna pretend America is going to be okay? Are we just going to... wait until they've taken over the camp?
Neil: [steps forward, away from the others] I'm sorry. [holds his palms up and out, then shakes them as if to hold off something] I I'm sorry, Iii can't do this. [then lowers them] I'm not doing this. [walks off to his right]
Max: [stops Neil in his tracks just by saying] Neil, you're supposed to tell David he's being stupid or something?
Neil: Yeah he's an idiot but uh I'm sorry, I just... I can't do this anymore, okay? I... I can't do this anymore! [walks away. The other kids look at him, Max a bit shocked]
Nikki: Damn.
[Neil's cabin, moments later. Neil is at the desk moping, his arms crossed and his face buried in them. Someone knocks twice, then opens the door. It's Max.]
Max: Neil. [Neil doesn't reply. Max sighs, closes the door and approaches him] Neil, you can't keep doing this. You know what, at some point, you you've got to let this go.
Neil: Yeah? Well... maybe you can forget what happened, but I... can't.
Max: Look, what happened, happened. We can't change it now. We have to move on.
Neil: [leaves the desk angrily and faces Max] Move on?! Our quartermaster was killed, Max! He was killed, and we all stood there and did [takes his hands, puts them side by side, and sweeps them out away from each other] nothing!
Max: There was nothing we could do, Neil! [Neil walks away. Max says softly] There was nothing we could do. We had to get out of there.
Neil: [turns around and faces Max] Did we?! Maybe we could have stopped them!
Max: How?
Neil: [turns away agian] I dream about it every night. Every time I close my eyes I see us just running away, running while they kill him over and over again. [clenches his fists at the thought of it, then loosens the grips and turns around] And because we did nothing... they got away.
Max: You can't keep torturing yourself like this, Neil. Let it... go.
Neil: [wipes something from his forehead] I'm... glad... that you guys can just keep living. I don't think I can. [walks out of the cabin. Max watches him leave, then sighs]
Max: [puts his hands in his jacket pockets] God damnit.