Beautiful & Twisted Page #5

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- That means she's lying.

No. That must be some glitch.

She's taken it three times. Volunteered.

If she's lying,

then why would she keep taking it?

She's showing us she has nothing to hide,

wants to cooperate.

Lie detector tests

are not admissible in Florida,

so your mother's either very stupid,

or she's scary smart,

or at least she thinks she is.

Mom?

May, darling.

Would you like some champagne, mimosa?

Or perhaps you'd like a massage.

I was about to myself,

but Raffaello has the most sinful touch.

You simply must have him. Go, go.

No, I don't want a massage.

I'm in mourning for my father.

You don't seem to give a damn

that he's dead,

murdered, brutally, horribly.

And now look at you.

While your husband

is rotting in some meat locker,

waiting for a decent burial,

here you are

just living like the queen of the castle

without a care in the world,

except for how you're gonna spend

Dad's money.

My money.

Not for long.

You think you can get in my way,

you little sh*t?

What are you doing?

- Ma!

- After everything I've done for you?

You messed with the wrong b*tch, b*tch.

We got the brother in Philly

wiring money to an Armando Lopez

at Dos Hermanos Check Cashing

on 803 Southwest 122nd Avenue.

Armando Gutierrez Lopez

spent 30 days in county

for trying to stab someone

who stole his bike.

We got a needle for your haystack.

What's this?

Sunglasses from the crime scene.

They were your mother's.

No, they weren't.

"Versucci"?

The only fake things my mother owned

were surgically implanted.

That's what I call riding in style.

Narcisa Novack?

You've been served.

That b*tch.

- What are you doing here?

- What are you doing?

You're supposed to be playing

the grieving widow.

I'm enjoying what I can while I can.

The little b*tch had a judge freeze our assets.

She's in the way.

Narcisa, she's your baby girl...

I want her out.

You're gonna start talking about accomplices

and who hired you.

Are we clear?

Why do you have this picture?

We already got you on camera.

You don't want to fry, talk.

They asked, but I didn't want to do it.

Her daughter?

That's just cold, man.

The b*tch hasn't even paid me

for the last one.

Find the girl, now.

Narcy wanted it all,

and now, May was the only thing

standing in her way.

- Hey, you want me to wait?

- No, you go. I'm good.

- Okay, see you tomorrow, May.

- Yeah, see you tomorrow.

I should have gotten her out of there.

I should have protected her.

I mean, she's just a kid, right?

Susie?

She's no match for a super villain.

Help, help!

Somebody, help me!

No!

No! No!

Help me!

Police! Freeze!

Hands on your head. On your knees!

Hands on your head.

It's okay, May. It's all right.

It's all over.

First, a true crime tale

of glamour, money and murder

that has gripped South Beach.

At the center is an alleged black widow,

a woman accused of killing the heir to one

of the most famous hotels in the world...

Ours isn't the first love story to end in death.

I mean, Romeo and Juliet didn't end so well.

You didn't want a wife.

Although our story is a little more one-sided,

sometimes it was almost worth it.

Killed in her home in Fort Lauderdale.

The authorities classified her death

as accidental at first.

She thinks you poisoned her.

The masks, the capes

have been our identities for far too long.

Mom loved her so much.

We wouldn't exist without them.

You don't seem to give a damn

that he's dead.

Murdered.

The letter was in Spanish and clearly...

When it finally hits the fan,

and your back's against the wall,

most of us would dig deep and try to change.

You're supposed to be playing

the grieving widow.

But not superheroes.

I'm enjoying what I can while I can.

Catwoman wanted everything,

and she almost got it.

Batman really only wanted her,

but I couldn't change

and neither could Narcy.

But in the end, I'm not sure

it would have made a bit of difference.

Police!

Well, at least I dressed for the occasion.

Let me see.

Wait, wait.

What do you think?

I think we make quite the pair.

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