ALLISON: Nick, do NOT play with your toy soldier on the computer. Computers are fragile. Do it again and I will throw the soldier away.
NICK: (plays with his toy soldier on the computer)
ALLISON: Nick! What did I just tell you? Give me that.
ALLISON: Now I have to throw it away.
NICK: DON’T THROW IT AWAY MOMMY!!!!
ALLISON: Why did you do what I told you not to do?
NICK: CAN I HAVE IT BACK?
ALLISON: Well, I don’t know. Answer my question. Why did you bang the soldier on the computer after I told you not to?
NICK: I DIDN’T BANG IT, MOMMY!
ALLISON: Yes you did. You banged it on the computer.
NICK: NO! IT DIDN’T MAKE A BANG SOUND! I PUT IT DOWN GENTLY!
ALLISON: No, you didn’t. And besides, you’re missing the point. You did something after I told you not to do it.
NICK: Can I have my soldier back?
ALLISON: No. I guess I won’t throw it away but you can’t have it back until tonight.
NICK: BUT I HAVE TO BUILD A HOUSE AND THE OTHER SOLDIERS ARE TOO BIG FOR THE HOUSE!
ALLISON: You should have thought about that before. Now why did you do something I told you not to do?
NICK: I’m sorry, mommy.
ALLISON: Sorry for what? I want you to say what you’re sorry for.
NICK: But mommy, listen, listen, listen. I need the soldier because if you take it away forever I won’t be able to play with it for forever!
ALLISON: We’re not talking about the soldier right now.
NICK: BUT MOM ARE YOU JUST GONNA TAKE IT AWAY FOREVER???
ALLISON: No. I told you I’d give it back tonight.
NICK: HOW MANY HOURS?
ALLISON: Stop talking about the soldier. I want you to understand what you did wrong.
NICK: I KNOW, MOM! DON’T MAKE ME KEEP TALKING ABOUT IT!
ALLISON: What did you do wrong?
NICK: Mom…listen…listen. I didn’t mean to but my arm just put the soldier on the computer.
ALLISON: You have control over your arm.
NICK: NO I DON’T! I REALLY, REALLY DON’T!
ALLISON: Yes you do, Nick. Your brain controls your arm. You control your arms with your brain.
NICK: NO I DON’T! MY BONE CONTROLS MY ARM! MY BRAIN DOESN’T HAVE A BONE! HOW CAN MY BRAIN CONTROL MY ARM IF IT DOESN’T HAVE A BONE? IT DOESN’T HAVE A BONE, MOM!
ALLISON: Listen to me, Nick. You can control your arm. You control what you do with your arms.
NICK: NO I CAN’T MOM! I REALLY CAN’T!
ALLISON: Nick, I need you to take responsibility for what you did.
NICK: Can I have my soldier back?
ALLISON: Not until tonight.
NICK: HOW MANY HOURS OR TEN MINUTES?
ALLISON: Nicholas, you did something I told you not to do and you didn’t listen to me.
ALLISON: So please admit that you did something wrong.
ALLISON: What did you do wrong.
NICK: BUT MOM, MY BRAIN REALLY REALLY DIDN’T –
ALLISON: Stop it, stop it. You did something I told you not to do and you didn’t listen to me. Right?
ALLISON: So please take responsibility for your actions.
ALLISON: So apologize.
NICK: I’m sorry.
NICK: BUT MOM I DIDN’T BANG IT ON THE COMPUTER I DID IT VERY GENTLY BECAUSE IT’S FRAGILE AND MY BONE MADE MY ARM MOVE AND MY BRAIN REALLY, REALLY CAN’T CONTROL IT!
ALLISON: Oh, my God. Do you want your soldier back or don’t you?
ALLISON: Then you have to admit what you did wrong.
NICK: I banged it on the computer BUT I REALLY COULDN’T HELP IT BECAUSE I’M SICK AND I JUST NEED A NAP BECAUSE I’M SO TIRED!
ALLISON: Holy cow.
NICK: ARE YOU MAD AT ME?
ALLISON: I’m not mad at you.
NICK: If I get back my soldier at night I’ll be in bed and I might roll on it while I’m sleeping so maybe I could have it in the afternoon.
NICK: AAAAAAAAGGGGHHHH! STOP LAUGHING AT ME!!!!!