Dana: Great. Now her dad was who knows where.
Dustin: He looked away. "Feels bad, doesn't it?" He asked as he hung up.
Dana: "What-?"
Dustin: "Knowing your dad is in trouble and you can't do a thing about it."
Dana: "This is different, Dus-"
Dustin: "Yeah. It is. Your dad is fine, mine isn't. I was TEN, you're fifteen. Imagine that. Ten."
Dana: "How do you know my dad is fine?" She yelled. "He could actually be in trouble!"
Dustin: "I know because Eli wouldn't let that happen!"
Dana: "You don't understand, Shane. There's a whole lot more to things than just Eli. Maybe you're right, I should be grateful, because YOUR dad is off in the-" She stopped herself, eyes wide. Crud.
Dustin: "You know where my dad is, don't you?"
Alana: She watched, eyes wide, and asked Tim, "What do we do?"