Petals on the Wind Page #6

You're not going alone.

Christopher...

I'm coming with you.

Whatever you do,

don't make your grandmother angry, okay?

Beautiful, prideful, and weak,

just like your mother.

God sees what you do behind my back.

God sees everything.

Martha, is that you?

Martha, I need you!

I'm not Martha.

I know who you are.

What took you so long?

All these years, I had

nightmares about you.

Will you get my nurse for me?

You're just a pathetic old hag.

You can't hurt me anymore.

You've always had a nasty mouth.

The whole time we were in the attic,

you talked about God and the Bible.

Well, your mother spoiled

you. I was doing God's work.

God doesn't starve children.

He doesn't beat them.

That was you.

You did that to us.

And you made two years of

our lives a living hell.

Two years?

Try 60 years... in

this God-forsaken house.

- I'm the prisoner here!

- My brother died because of you.

Well, he was filth. He

should never have been born.

He was a little boy, and

he did not deserve that.

And now Carrie's dead

because of the lies that

you hammered into our heads.

You said we were wicked.

And we were innocent.

Innocent? You think I don't

know what went on in that attic?

You spread your legs

for your own brother.

Don't you dare say another word.

Oh, you're gonna kill me?

Do it! Do me a favor!

But even if you do, you'll

still have the Foxworth blood

flowing through your veins.

You'll always be what you

are... the devil's spawn.

Aah!

I am not my mother, and I am not you!

You can leave Foxworth Hall,

but you can never escape this family.

You sure you want to

go through with this?

She walled off the attic, Christopher.

She made it look all shiny and pretty,

like we were never there,

like it never happened.

She can't get away with this.

Not this time.

I brought you a dress

for the party tonight.

I'm not going.

You might as well enjoy yourself,

because I've made arrangements

to check you in to a

nursing home tomorrow.

You can't make me go. I won't let you.

I am through taking orders from you.

I make the rules in this house now.

You couldn't survive without me.

You don't know what I could do.

Oh, yes, I do.

I know exactly what you can do.

Nobody's interested in the

rantings of an old woman.

I'm gonna take my rightful

place in this house tonight,

and you'll be there to watch.

Ready for your big night?

Almost.

Who was that on the phone earlier?

Uh, just a nervous client.

Needed a little hand-holding.

I know I've been

neglecting you recently.

I put this renovation ahead

of everything, including you.

It's okay.

No, it's not okay.

From now on, I intend to give

you my undivided attention.

Ahh, yes.

Does this feel good?

Yeah.

I know you've been seeing someone else.

I don't want to know who it is.

I don't want to know anything about her.

I just want you to end it.

After tonight, we'll put

all our sins in the past

and we'll never speak

of this ever again.

I went through three contractors

before I found one who

could finish the job.

Well, it looks even more spectacular...

and I'm not talking about the house.

You're so kind.

It's true, darling.

You look especially radiant tonight.

Well, I'd say dragging this

house out of the dark ages

has done wonders for my disposition.

Mother.

If you'll excuse me, it's

almost time for the toast.

It was in this house at

this very party 12 years ago

when I first fell in love with Corrine.

Aww! I was a baby

plucked from my cradle.

Funny. I thought it was a swan bed.

Bart, my mother is here.

So, tonight, in this season of miracles,

I want to raise a glass

to Foxworth Hall reborn

and to my dazzling wife, Corrine,

who always keeps

things exciting and new.

To Corrine.

To Corrine.

Aww.

I would also like to

raise a toast to Corrine.

I was also at the Foxworth

Christmas party 12 years ago.

See, my brothers and sister

and I lived in the attic,

locked up by our grandmother...

kept hidden away like

a dirty little secret

by your dazzling hostess, our mother.

I see that you're shocked to learn

Corrine actually has children.

- She's lying.

- Had children,

in the case of my two younger siblings.

She poisoned Corey.

Why are you even listening to her?

Mother, tell them it's not true.

Oh, Corrine, dear,

I don't think anyone is interested

in the rantings of an old woman.

This is insane.

Bart, get these people out of the house.

- She's your daughter?

- No.

Don't lie to me.

Tell him, Corrine, or I will.

I wanted to help them.

No, you were trying to kill them.

Shut up!

I needed an excuse to get them out.

Oh, my God.

You know my father.

He was so hard on me.

He never would have accepted me. He

would have written me out of his will.

Don't look at me that

way. I'm your wife.

She's nothing to you.

That's not true, either.

I'm pregnant with his child.

What?

Merry Christmas, mother.

You are just as crazy as that

witch of a mother of yours.

You point the finger at

me, but you slept with her.

You slept with my daughter

and then you came home

and pretended to love me!

All of you, out.

I want everyone out of this house!

I want everyone out!

She's always hated me.

It's the devil's spawn.

Tell her to get rid of it.

- What?

- You have to.

I can't even look at you right now.

You need to give me time to think.

I'd like a moment alone with Cathy.

It's okay.

For what it's worth, I'm sorry.

For what?

Lying to me?

Seducing me to get

even with your mother?

I did what I did for reasons

you couldn't possibly understand.

No, I understand.

You wanted to hurt my wife.

I did, but I didn't realize...

No. No, you didn't realize.

I know that you don't believe it,

but I do care about you.

This isn't just our lives anymore.

Get out.

So, the chickens have

come home to roost, huh?

This is your fault, all of it.

"Those who sow the seeds of evil

shall reap the harvest in hell. "

You made me put them in the attic.

You said that it was the only way.

They're an abomination

in the eyes of the lord.

They were my children.

Everything that I ever

loved you took from me.

They never should have been born,

you stupid, sinful girl.

Why couldn't you love me?

I love you.

I... I even have a present for you.

It's in the trunk.

A little surprise.

Open it.

What did you do?

I had your workmen go up to the attic

and bring down some of

your precious souvenirs.

My poor baby.

Mother?

It's gonna be okay.

Don't listen to what

the others are saying.

We can start over.

We can go north to Pennsylvania.

No one will know us there.

What are you talking about?

It kicked.

If it's a boy,

we'll name him Christopher, after you.

Don't look at me.

We could start a family,

just like we always dreamed.

What are you doing?!

Don't you love me?

We need to hide the body in the attic.

No one will find him there.

Corey.

He's in a better place now,

but we must never speak of it again.

You didn't even bury him.

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