I’ve watched my own boy here stay seventeen while the world grew up and left him behind. I’ve watched my wife, Mae, hum the same lullaby for eighty years because she can’t remember a new one. We ain’t blessed, Winnie Foster. We’re a photograph. Pretty to look at. But you can’t step inside.
(Stronger now) Thank you. For telling me the truth. But I think... I think I want to be part of the wheel. tuck everlasting play script
(Frustrated) Don’t scare her, Pa. She doesn’t understand yet. Winnie, imagine it. We could go see the world. Paris! The pyramids! Just you and me. We have all the time in the universe. I’ve watched my own boy here stay seventeen
(Anguished.) But I love her, Papa.