
Perfect Sisters Page #7
I don't know.
It's okay, you know, you can talk to me.
Yeah, I know.
I know, you care about me, right?
I don't know, I...
I just don't really know
how I'm supposed to act, you know?
It's...
it's tough.
You know, it's like...
when she was alive, and...
now nobody really cares that she's dead, so...
Were you saying that...
somebody like, killed her?
Okay.
Listen, you like really don't have
to lose any sleep over it, okay?
I mean,
it's not like were gonna do it again, you know.
It's not like were Bundy or anything.
You know?
That's it.
I thought they were all talk.
Hells no, I didn't have anything to do with it.
Those girls are pure sketch.
They lie for attention, you know?
I mean, this isn't the first time.
And yet not one of you...
thought it was your responsibility
to pick up the phone...
I'm saying one of your friends wore a wire.
We have Sandra's confession on tape.
Whatever.
It doesn't matter anyway.
We lied about killing our mom.
We like to mess with people like that.
That's a pretty sick thing to be telling people.
Well, what can I say?
We're pretty messed up.
There is a big difference...
between being a pathological liar
and a murderer.
So you say you got to
the Jack Russell restaurant around 7:15 pm?
I want to see my sister. Where is she?
She's in another room.
Well, let me see her.
Absolutely, just as soon as were done here.
No, I want to see her now.
I'm not gonna answer
any more questions without Beth.
- Is she your lawyer?
- Yeah. Yeah, sure.
Sandra, we have
you admitting everything on tape.
So why don't you just tell me
what I need to hear...
and then I'll take you to see Beth.
I wanna see her now.
- Well, it's not that simple.
- Why not?
You're not getting this, are you?
Beth's in a lot of trouble.
Why? She had nothing to do with it.
Beth!
Beth!
As we all know, it is a common
occurrence for accused persons...
especially youths,
to confess to crimes they never committed.
What are you asking for here?
Given the gross constitutional violations...
and the sisters fragile emotional states...
I request house arrest until trial.
- Your Honor..
- I'm gonna agree to that.
The way those officer's behaved...
you're lucky
I'm not throwing the whole thing out.
Court's adjourned.
Thank you, Your Honor.
It's okay, see?
I told you girls, it's gonna be fine.
We're gonna get all this straightened out.
- I've got hot chocolate.
- Yay!
What are you guys playing?
Ooh, can I play?
- Come on, let's go.
- No, I...
I...
I don't think that we should go in there.
Why not?
It's okay. Sandra. It's okay.
- It's okay.
- Let's go, let's go.
Yes. Oh, my god, Beth, okay.
I told you I deleted every single e-mail,
IM, text, update, everything.
I mean, I even destroyed my old cell phone.
Well then, what are you doing now?
You know what I'm doing?
I am in a Bieber and
Selena Gomez chat room...
okay, because I am going
to lose my mind in this house.
Whatever.
Wait, what the hell are you doing?
- Okay, stop! What..
- You have lost..
Sandra Andersen, Beth Andersen...
Detective Gates,
Armstrong County Police Department.
I have a search warrant authorizing me
to search these premises...
for any contraband or information...
pertaining to the suspicious death
- of Linda Andersen.
- Aunt Martha?
- Are you kidding me?
- Officer Eli, get the tower.
- Okay, no, don't grab it.
- Stay in the corner.
Stay in the corner?!
- Am I a dog? Am I a dog?
- This is theft! This is theft!
- Wallace, what do you got?
- That is our cousins.
- That is not ours.
- Oh, that? Come on, please.
- You can't do this.
- Well, well, well, what's this?
Why weren't we told about this?
Let's get this to Forensics as well.
Take it.
Ashley testifies that
she witnessed the planning...
and that she believes...
though she didn't see it,
that the sisters are guilty.
In exchange,
she's not charged as an accessory...
or in any other manner
in connection with this murder. Good?
Works for me.
I just...
I can't believe I got mixed up into all this.
They only latched onto me
because I'm popular.
You're in a lot of trouble, son.
This evidence establishes
you as a party to this murder...
for supplying the Tylenol with codeine
that they used to drug her.
If you testify for the prosecution...
maybe I can get your sentence down.
I know I'm not supposed to contact you, but...
I wanted to tell you
I'm sorry about the way I acted.
I love you.
I would never tell them anything about you.
Ashley and Justin made deals
with the prosecution...
and they're testifying against you
for their protection.
So with this computer forensic evidence...
I think it's time we consider a guilty plea.
Try and work on the sentence instead.
I want you out of my house.
I didn't think we were allowed visitors.
The police made a special exception
in my case.
Why?
Beth, do you think I could talk
to Sandra alone just for like a minute?
We don't do that anymore. See, Sandra here...
of being alone, so...
I was the one who wore the wire.
I just had to.
Call your next witness.
Ever since I can remember...
me against the big bad world.
And ever since I can remember...
the world was bad because of our mother.
Given the overwhelming evidence...
I find both defendants guilty
of murder in the first degree.
I here by sentence each...
to 10 years incarceration...
the maximum allowable for youth.
The judge said he'd seen a lot of kids
in worse off situations than ours...
that didn't end up resorting to murder.
Why can't we see Bobby?
His dad probably won't let him.
Aunt Martha?
What if...
Well, you know, now that she's gone...
now that Mom's gone...
I guess from here on in the only people
we have to blame for our stupid, shitty lives...
- I love you!
- I love you!
The only people
we have to blame are ourselves.
As a condition of this sentence
and their probation...
the court orders that for the next 10 years...
Elizabeth and Sandra Andersen...
will have no contact with one another.
- Under any circumstances.
- No!
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