Eat your oranges.

(Claire falls down.)
Alex: Are you okay, Claire? You need to get up.
Alex: Claire, I need to help you up.


Mommy: Claire, you want some water?
Claire: Wawa! Wawa!


Alex: I wanna banana.
Mommy: You're gonna have one.
Alex: Did they turn yellow?


Alex: I'm still pooping, and I'm sitting here and watching you play with Claire.


(playing in the playroom)

Alex: Cows don't like cats.
Daddy: Oh. Why not?
Alex: Because cows say moo to them. Because Elmo doesn’t like cows. Because he likes frogs, they say ribbit.

Cow: Elmo, I have a big nose.
Elmo: Yes you do.
Alex: ‘Cause kitties don't have noses. ‘Cause dogs have noses.

Cat: Where's your friend Emily Elizabeth, Clifford?
Clifford: Emily Elizabeth? I don’t know. I don’t see her.
Cat: I think she’s on TV.

Frog: I jump in water. I - I'm Tiddalick. I was on TV on Tiddalick on Super Why.


(Alex is in bed for nap time)
Alex: Daddy, I'm gonna get your hair for my hair.
(Alex pretends to take hair from Daddy’s head and put it on his own head.)
Alex: I get your hair.
Alex: I'm getting your hair for my hair.
Alex: I get more and more and more and more and more and more.

(Before Daddy leaves, Alex puts the hair back.)

Alex: Daddy? Can I have Thomas, Rosie, James, the birthday coach, and... my water?


Mommy: Hey Alex? Are you hungry?
Alex: I'm still playing!


(snack time)

Alex: Cheese. Yum. Can you say “yum”, Claire?

Alex (swapping the positions of the milk and water): Daddy, the milk goes here. And the water goes here.

Alex: Can you talk to me and say "eat your toast" and say "what are you saying tummy?"


Alex: I'm gonna give you a surprise, okay? I'm gonna go back here and get you a big surprise.
Daddy: Okay.
Alex: Don't come back here. I'm gonna go in the big store.


Alex: I wanna find a rock. Tummy wants to find a rock.
Tummy (in Tummy voice): I wanna find a rock.


Alex: Daddy! Look Daddy!
Daddy: What's that?
Alex: Big boy pants!
Daddy: Wow!
Alex: My big boy pants!


(dinner time)

Alex: Eat your oranges, Claire. Eat your oranges.
(Claire does not eat her oranges.)
Alex: Eat your oranges first.
(Claire does not eat her oranges.)
Alex: Eat your oranges.
(Claire does not eat her oranges.)
Alex: Eat your oranges.
(Claire does not eat her oranges.)
Alex: I’ll count to three, and then I’ll get you down. One, two, three.
(Claire does not eat her oranges.)
Alex: You listen to me? Or I’ll – or I’ll get you down. (Pause.) Okay. Time out.
Alex (pretending to grab Claire): Okay. I got you. Got you.
Alex (pretending to place Claire in another spot): Stay right here for a few minutes, Claire. Okay?
(Claire does not eat her oranges.)
Alex: Please. Please eat your oranges.
(Time passes.)
Alex (increasingly upset): Eat your oranges. Eat your oranges. Eat your oranges. Eat your oranges. Eat your oranges. Eat your orange – eat your oranges.
(Claire does not eat her oranges.)
Alex: Claire, eat your oranges! Claire. Claire, eat your oranges.
Claire: Nah.
Alex: Eat your oranges.
Claire: Nah.
Alex (upset): Stop it! Eat your oranges. Eat your oranges. Eat your oranges.
Mommy (chiding): Alex.
Alex (to Daddy): Can you eat Claire’s oranges? Can you eat them?
Daddy: No, I think Claire’s gonna eat them when she wants them.
Alex: Ask Claire to eat them.
Daddy: Claire, whenever you’re ready, eat those oranges, but you don’t have to.
Alex: Claire, eat them.
Claire: Eh.
Alex: No, stop it, eat them.
(Claire does not eat her oranges.)
Alex (to Daddy): Can you ask Claire?
(Time passes.)
Claire: Duh. Duuuh. Duuuh. Duuuh.
Alex: Eat your oranges. Eat your oranges. Eat your oranges. Eat your oranges.
Claire: Nah.
Alex: Eat your oranges.
Claire: Nah.
Alex: Eat your oranges!!!
(Claire does not eat her oranges.)
Alex (whining): Eat your oranges. Eat your oranges.
Mommy: Alex, honey, please stop saying that.
Alex (to Daddy): Can you tell Claire to eat her oranges please?
Daddy: Why does she need to?
Alex: ‘Cause I can’t eat my oranges without Claire’s eating her oranges.
Mommy (to Daddy): Has he saved one?
(Daddy observes that Alex has one orange saved on his plate.)
Daddy: Yeah.
Mommy: Okay, that is so weird. Did you hear him?
Daddy: Yeah.
Mommy: Why can’t you eat yours, Alex?
Alex: Because Claire can’t eat hers.
Alex (to Daddy): Can you ask Claire can you eat them? Can she get down?
Daddy: Well Claire’s – well Claire’s eating, she’ll get to them.
Alex: No eat them.
Claire: Nah.
Alex: No eat them.
Claire: Ah.
Alex: Eat them.
Claire: Ah.
Alex: Eat them.
Claire: Ah.
Alex: Eat them.
Claire: Ah.
Alex: Eat them.
Claire: Ngh.
Alex (screaming): Eat them!
Claire: Ngh.
Alex (screaming): Eat them!!
Claire: Nnngh.
Alex (screaming): Eat them!!!
Daddy: All right! Alex. Alex, she doesn’t have to eat the oranges.
Alex: Can Claire eat hers? Please.
Daddy: Well, when she’s ready I think she’ll eat them. She’s eating her green beans right now.
(Alex begins quickly shoveling his green beans into his mouth.)
Claire: Nah!
Claire: Nah!
Claire: Nah!
Claire: Nah!
Alex: No stop it.
Claire: Nah!
Alex: Stop it.
Claire: Nah!
Alex: Stop it.
Claire: Nah!
Alex: Stoooop iiiiiit!
(For a short while, Claire and Alex eat green beans in silence.)
Claire: Nah.
Claire: Nah.
Claire: Nah.
Alex: Stop it.
Claire: Nah.
Alex: Stop it.
Claire: Nah.
Daddy (sternly): Hey! Stop being mean to each other.
Claire: Nah!
Daddy (sternly): Hey.
Alex: Eat your – eat your green beans, Claire. Eat your green beans!
Alex (to Daddy): Did Claire eat her green beans?
Daddy: Did she?
Alex: All her green beans?
Daddy: Almost all of them.
(Claire continues to eat green beans.)
Alex: Now Claire ate them all.
(Claire has not eaten all of her green beans. Daddy refrains from pointing this out.)
Alex: Eat your oranges. Eat your oranges. Can you eat them?
Claire: Nah.
Alex: Eat your oranges.
(Claire does not eat her oranges.)
Alex (whining): Heh. Heh. Heh.
(Claire does not eat her oranges.)
Alex (to Daddy): Can Claire eat your oranges, please?
Daddy: Alex. Alex, calm down. Claire doesn’t wanna eat the oranges. why don’t you eat yours?
(Alex eats his final orange.)
Daddy: Good job, Alex.


(later, still at dinner)

Alex: I want more oranges.
Daddy: I want a million dollars.
Alex: You don’t want a million dollars. You have your computer to look at.

Alex: Daddy?
Daddy: Yes Alex.
Alex: Can I have more grapes? Please?

Daddy: I didn’t know we were making movies.
Alex: I didn’t know we were making mornings.
Daddy: I didn’t know we were making mornings – or movies.
Alex: Or mornings.