

Syrinx: No, Salem. I can't... I don't want you living her anymore. You're going to have to go back to living with your mother.

Syrinx: Salem, I am so angry I can barely look at you. You cannot stay here.


Salem: But, I...
Syrinx: And this has nothing to do with Lacrimosa. She isn't HERE. She did not hold a gun to your head and make you steal my car, Salem. YOU stole my car. YOU wrecked my car. And you have no one to blame for this other than yourself. I'll call your mother and have her come get you. It should take what, an hour for you to pack?

Salem: Please, Aunt Syri. Please, I will do anything. I will work two jobs, with one hand for a while, and I will pay you back for the car. I was completely irresponsible and I am so sorry. I am... please believe me. I'll do anything to show you. I... you're my favorite Aunt, and I... I don't know what to do to make this up to you.


Rain: ... if you're looking to help her straighten up and fly right, nothing teaches a girl responsibility like horseback riding. I could set her up with a nice little mare, and start her training, and you'd see. She'd be a changed girl in no time!...

Salem: YES! Oh please, Aunt Syri. I'll do any job. I will.
Syrinx: Well, I might have a possibility for you. You wouldn't have to live with your mom, but you wouldn't be here either. Let me make a phone call...