Jason: What do you mean?

Dylan: It’s always a red morning for you.

Andrew lets out a loud laugh that echoes out over the valley and looks at Jason who mutters to himself as he turns away: Cheeky little bastard.

Cathy is packing the gear away into the boot of the car when Dylan approaches.

Dylan: When are we going home?

Cathy: I’m not sure yet Dylan. Another day or two. Don’t you like camping?

Dylan: I’m sick of camping. I want to go home. It’s getting kinda boring. I have to go back to school.

Cathy: We’re on holidays Dylan so we’re not going