kieran: we’re like brothers, you know. eamon: brothers? kieran: yeah. we live in the same house, we play together… your mothers drive both of us insane. isn’t that what it’s like to be brothers? eamon: well, i guess… kieran: let’s go to the park next door to play. we won’t be gone for long, and no ones even home anyways. they’re all at the hospital for the new baby. i’m your real sibling — the only one who cares, anyways. eamon: well… okay, yeah. let’s go. kieran: excellent.