"I treat him...well sir."
August: I-itś true...he-heś kind to me-
Dad: How can we trust a word out of his mouth!? Out of either of your mouths!?
August: Dad...
"Please sir..ma'am..."
August's mother flinched and she looked very faint
Dad: ...Get out of here. Both of you.
August: Dad...itś me...i-itś your son...
Dad: You are not my son. I don´t know who you are anymore...
"You...can't."
Dad: Oh, but I can. Goodbye, August-
He slams the door in both of their faces
He stopped the door from closing with his hand. There was a vein in his hand that was popping out on his hand.
"Ah hah, no you cannot."
Dad: ...Saint´s protect us...
He holds his wife tightly, eyes wide and afraid
August: quietly Katsumi...
"I wouldn't hurt either of you. I'm too...kind to do that. But, I'll do whatever it takes for you to let us in to talk."
Dad sighs and opens the door slightly, still holding his wife tightly, putting her somewhat behind him.
Dad: ...Fine. But you will not step foot past that doorway.
