Christian: Hey, kiddo.
Christian: Hello Jack.
Jack: I don’t understand. You died.
Christian: Yes, I did.
Jack: Then how are you here right now?
Christian: How are you here?
Jack: I died too.
Christian: It’s okay. It’s okay. It’s okay, son.
Jack: I love you, Dad.
Christian: I love you too, son.
Jack: Are you real?
Christian: I sure hope so. Yeah, I’m real. You’re real. Everything that’s ever happened to you is real. All those people in the church, they’re all real too.
Jack: They’re all- they’re all dead?
Christian: Everyone dies sometime, kiddo. Some of them before you, some long after you.
Jack: But why are they all here now?
Christian: Well there is no now here.
Jack: Where are we, Dad?
Christian: Well this is a place that you, that you all made together so that you could find one another. The most important part of your life was the time that you spent with these people. That’s why all of you are here. Nobody does it alone, Jack. You needed all of them and they needed you.
Jack: For what?
Christian: To remember. And let go.
Jack: Kate, she said we were leaving.
Christian: Not leaving, no. Moving on.
Jack: Where are we going?
Christian: Let’s go find out.