Mom: We’re lucky to be here. Maybe it’s because the mountains are bigger than everyone, they give people perspective. Listen, you can go anywhere you want, you can conquer the world, you could have gone to New York and been incredibly successful, and I know you would have been. (breaks in voice, sniffing) But the more you win, the more people you might have to beat out, or have to leave behind, the smaller your world becomes. Dad: That’s absolutely right. Mom (points out to the yard, to the mountain): We’ve got a big world here, Sammie. Sammie: I know. I know now.
