Dahlia: We're going home.
Cael: She means camp.
Dehliah: What about Dad?
Dahlia: Your dad's staying here.
Dehliah: Well fine, then I'm staying here too.
Wayne: Don't be stupid go with your mother.
Dehliah: She doesn't give a sh*t about me. I'm staying here. If we run into any more trouble, we'll just find ourselves some more dead buffers.
Wayne: Stop it Deedee.
Dahlia: (reaching for her arm) Come one baby.
Dehliah: No, I said I'm staying. Don't push me – I know more than you think.