Reese: Okay, Mom, this is it. Once you're up, don't look down.
Lois: But-
Reese: Trust me. Just start pedaling. I'm going to make sure you get through this. You are not alone.
Lois: Thank you, Reese.
Reese: Now go!
Lois: [rides bicycle] Oh, my God! I'm doing it! I'm riding!
Reese: Don't worry, Mom! This is for your own good.
Lois: Reese?!
Reese: Try to go slow, Mom! I'm going to crash into you! I'm going to prove to you that falling isn't so bad!
Lois: No, Reese, I'm doing fine, see?
Reese: Mom, it's the only way!
[After Reese crashes in to Lois, she is flung off her bike onto the soft grass. Reese, meanwhile, is thrown up into the air and he lands with his pelvis on the bike frame]
Lois: Reese, it worked! I'm not afraid. I can ride. Thank you.
Reese: Mommy.