Henry: Kitty, this is Chester. Chester: Nice to meet you, ma'am. Kitty: Oh. Um... it's nice to meet you too. Forgive me for asking, but are you one of us? Chester: Partly. That's why I'm here. Kitty: What do you mean? Chester: Henry told me about you. I'm the worst case scenario you were asking him about. I'm the reason why mixed couples should think very carefully whether they want to have children at all.
Kitty: Would you care to explain? Chester: Certainly. You see, the problem with mixed marriages isn't with the children, but the grandchildren. The children get off fairly easy. Usually they resemble one of the parents very clearly. The problems start when two people with mixed parents have children together. Then the oddities start to show. Kitty: So, who are your parents?
Chester: My mother is like you, half cat, half human. My father was half lycanthrope, half something else. As grandmother had... how should I put it... busy social life, there are a couple of alternatives to what that something else was. Kitty: Sounds complicated. Chester: It certainly is. My parents were advised to not even think about having children, but I'm sure you know that sometimes those things just happen, no matter how much you try to prevent it. And so, here I am. The perfect example of how badly things can go wrong.
Mary: Hi Henry. Wow, who are you? Chester: I'm Chester. And who might you be, young lady? Mary: I'm Mary. Are you Henry's friend? Chester: Yes. We freaks get along wonderfully. Mary: Henry is not a freak. I'm not so sure about you, though. Kitty: Mary! Chester: It's all right. I appreciate honesty. And at least she didn't run back up the stairs screaming.
Kitty: Mary! Where's Bea? Mary: Upstairs. Oh, I see what you mean. I'll go and... Bea: Are you a monster? Chester: No, I'm Chester. Who are you? Bea: I'm Bea. Chester: Would you like to come down here and join us? Bea: No.
Henry: Bea, it's all right. Chester is quite harmless. Bea: No. Chester: It doesn't matter. The main thing is she isn't screaming. I hate screaming. - Bea, you just stay there, if you feel safer that way. I don't mind.
Henry: Kitty, I'm sorry if this is all a bit shocking... Kitty: No, don't be sorry. I wanted to know. Thank you for telling the truth. Chester: I hope you're not going to make a decision just on the basis of seeing me. As I said, I'm the worst case scenario. Things could go much better. Kitty: I understand that. I'll need to think about it all. - All right, let's change the subject to something more cheerful. How about some coffee or tea and cookies? Chester: Coffee would be nice, thank you.
Later: Riddick: Mary told me about Chester. Kitty, do you realize how odd our friends are? Kitty: Of course. I thought you didn't care about that kind of things. Riddick: I don't, but I was just thinking... It won't help us getting accepted by your kind. Is that all right with you? Kitty: Don't worry about that. Besides, Henry is my kind and so is Chester, at least partly. I can't help feeling sorry for Chester. I think Henry is his only friend among our kind. You see, despite Henry's looks, he's still pure-bred and that makes all the difference. And being one carrying genes of the long extinct lineage gives him a lot of prestige in certain circles. Chester, on the other hand, is a mutt, to put it bluntly.
Kitty: Did Mary tell you that Bea saw Chester? Riddick: Yes. She said Bea didn't freak out, but wouldn't get too close either. Kitty: That's right. She stayed on the landing, watching and listening to us. She seemed quite relaxed, although I'm sure if Chester had gone any closer, she would have run upstairs right away. Riddick: It's a good sign anyway. Hopefully she'll get used to our friends, if we just give her time to do it in her own pace.
Next day: Chase: So, Branigan asked me. Kitty: Asked you what? Chase: To marry him, of course. Kitty: Oh, well, congratulations. I suppose you did say yes. Chase: Sort of. Kitty: What does that mean?
Chase: You know I want to have a family. So, I told him I will marry him, if he will pass certain tests. Kitty: What sort of tests? What for? Chase: To make sure we can have a family. Kitty: Isn't that a bit...? Chase: Not at all. He said he quite understood and would be happy to do it. Provided, of course, that I do the same. Kitty: But still...
Chase: I'm not going to get into a situation like yours, you know. I want to be sure. Kitty: I see. I guess it's none of my business. Have you told grandma? Chase: It isn't and I haven't. I'll tell grandma once we're sure. Kitty: I'm sure she'll be happy. And mother too. - Would you excuse me for a moment? I need to go and feed Toby. I'll be right back. Chase: You still have that monster? Where is it? Kitty: He's in the garage. Normally he's with Riddick, but not today.
Chase: Hello Bea. Kitty will be right back. In the meantime, won't you come down here, so we can have a little chat? Bea: No. Chase: You know, you really have bad manners. Bea: No. Chase: Oh yes, you have. I wonder how Kitty can stand behavior like that. Then again, they are being paid for keeping you.
Bea: What do you mean? Chase: Didn't you know? Kitty managed to trick grandma into giving her money because of you. And then there's the money social services are paying them for your upkeep. Bea: No. Chase: Yes. Why do you think they wanted you when they could have had children of their own? Bea: You're lying.
Chase: Back already? Aren't you worried that some day that monster might get a bit too hungry and eat you? Kitty: Toby isn't going to do anything like that to me. I'm not so sure about what he might do to you, though. Chase: I'm not going to give it a chance to do anything. - You know, I think I should be going now. It's getting late.
Later: Mary: Bea, what's wrong? Bea: Nothing. Mary: I don't believe you. Won't you tell me what's bothering you? Maybe I can help. Bea: You can't. Mary: All right, if you say so. Although I still don't believe you. Bea: I want to sleep now.
Mary: Kitty, there's something wrong with Bea. Kitty: What do you mean? I saw her just before she went to bed and she seemed fine. Mary: There is something wrong, I could see that, but she wouldn't tell me. Kitty: All right. I'll try talking with her tomorrow. She's probably missing her mom. Mary: Could be, but I don't think so. It's something else.
Next day: Kitty: Riddick, I can't find Bea! Riddick: What do you mean? Kitty: I went to get her from school, but she wasn't there. Nobody had seen her leave. Where could she have gone? She doesn't know anyone here. Riddick: Calm down. Is Mary still at school? Kitty: I went to get her and sent her home in case Bea turns up there. Riddick: Good. I'll go and call the police. You try to calm down.
Orlock: Kitty, why didn't you tell me you were coming... Is something wrong? Kitty: Bea has disappeared. Orlock: What do you mean disappeared? Kitty: She wasn't at school and nobody knows where she is. Orlock: Is there anything I can do? Kitty: Would you tell Ruby? And maybe call Henry? I'm not sure there's anything he can do, but just in case. Orlock: Certainly. I'll do that right away.
Ruby: Kitty, Max just told me. I'm sure everything will be all right. Maybe she just saw something interesting and wandered off. Kitty: Maybe. But that means she's probably lost. Ruby: She isn't that small. I'm sure she can ask for help. Kitty: I just keep thinking of all the horrible things... Ruby: Don't. There's no point getting hysterical. That won't help anybody. - And anything you find in there won't help either.