The Pagemaster (1994)
Ed Begley Jr.: Alan Tyler
[First lines during the opening scene]
Claire Tyler : [offscreen; in bed] Alan, every ten-year-old is afraid of something.
Alan Tyler : [offscreen; in bed] The kid's afraid of tuna-fish sandwitches.
Claire Tyler : Mercury levels in the tuna.
Alan Tyler : Whatever.
Claire Tyler : Alan, the world is a frightening place to him right now. I think we could be a little more supportive.
Alan Tyler : Supportive? I'm the most supportive father on earth, but I'm running out of supportive things to do. I signed him up for Little League, he drove everybody crazy with statistics about how you can develop tumors from being hit in the head with a ball.
Alan Tyler : [offscreen] Did you know that shin splints can leadto blood clots in the legs?
Alan Tyler : Claire, he brought in a medical journal. Nobody wanted to play after that. And now I'm building him a tree house, in a tree he refuses to climb.
[while Alan says the last sentence above, Claire turns on a light and he looks at the treehouse on a dark and stormy night]
Claire Tyler : You know he hates heights.
Alan Tyler : I don't know. I just want to be a good father.
Claire Tyler : But you are a good father.
Richard Tyler : Can't argue with statistics, Dad.
Alan Tyler : Statistics. Here's something you can do: go down to Gutman's Hardware Store, buy a pound of these.
Richard Tyler : But, Dad...
Alan Tyler : Son, you can't live your life based on statistics. You've gotta take some chances. Now come on, Buddy.
Alan Tyler : [with a five-dollar-bill] You can do this.
[Alan gives money to Richard. His mother Claire releases him and joins her father in unison]
Richard Tyler : [Leaving his parents behind] This is not good. Definately not good.
[At night, the Tyler's parent car arrives home]
Claire Tyler : [In car] I can't imagine where he could be. Maybe we should call the police.
Claire Tyler : [Gasps as the car parks in front of Richard's bicycle, lying down] Alan!
[the car stops]
Claire Tyler : [Gets out] He's home!
[Alan gets out]
Claire Tyler : Alan.
Alan Tyler : [sees Richard in the treehouse] It's impossible.
[Alan goes up into the treehouse]
Alan Tyler : Rich?
Claire Tyler : [Goes up into the treehouse and takes Richard's signature glasses] We probably should put him in his bed.
Alan Tyler : Let's let him bsleep up here tonight.
[Claire goes down, as Alan uses the coat as a blanket for Richard]
Alan Tyler : [turning off a lantern] Love you, Richie.
[Alan goes down the treehouse. Alan & Claire goes inside the house]
Alan Tyler : Good night, son.
[Alan closes the door, leaves, and the living room lightd turn off]