Lucy: Daddy, why does the snow flake?
Sam: Because…snow…because snow flakes
Lucy: Daddy, what is mustard made of?
Sam: It’s…yellow ketchup.
Lucy: Daddy, why are men bald?
Sam: Sometimes they are bald because…their head is shiny…and they don’t have hair on it…so their head is just more of their face.
Lucy: Daddy, are ladybirds only girls? Or are there boys too? And if there are, what are they called?
Sam: Yeah…the Beatles.
Lucy: Daddy where does the sky end? Why does the moon follow me home? Why is the Sun orange? Where does the hour go in Daylight Saving? Daddy, do I look like you or mommy? Daddy…do you think she’ll ever come back?
Sam: Paul McCartney lost his mother when he was little. And John Lennon lost his mother when he was little. Annie says that sometimes God picks the special people…That’s what Annie says.
Lucy: Daddy, did God mean for you to be like this…or was it an accident?
Sam: What do you mean?
Lucy: I mean you’re different.
Sam: But what do you mean?
Lucy: You are not like other daddies.
Sam: I’m sorry. I’m sorry. Yeah…I’m sorry.
Lucy: It’s okay daddy. Don’t be sorry. I’m lucky. Nobody else’s daddy ever comes to the park.
I am Sam (Dakota Fanning)
Lucy: Daddy, why does the snow flake? Sam: Because…snow…because snow flakes Lucy: Daddy, what is mustard made of? Sam: It’s…yellow ketchup. Lucy: Daddy, why are men bald? Sam: Sometimes they are bald because…their head is shiny…and they don’t have hair on it…so their head is just more of their face. Lucy: Daddy, are ladybirds only girls? Or are there boys too? And if there are, what are they called? Sam: Yeah…the Beatles. Lucy: Daddy where does the sky end? Why does the moon follow me home? Why is the Sun orange? Where does the hour go in Daylight Saving? Daddy, do I look like you or mommy? Daddy…do you think she’ll ever come back? Sam: Paul McCartney lost his mother when he was little. And John Lennon lost his mother when he was little. Annie says that sometimes God picks the special people…That’s what Annie says. Lucy: Daddy, did God mean for you to be like this…or was it an accident? Sam: What do you mean? Lucy: I mean you’re different. Sam: But what do you mean? Lucy: You are not like other daddies. Sam: I’m sorry. I’m sorry. Yeah…I’m sorry. Lucy: It’s okay daddy. Don’t be sorry. I’m lucky. Nobody else’s daddy ever comes to the park.