Terrible Angels Page #3
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- 2012
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Oh, well.
Mr. or Mrs. Right's out
there somewhere.
Guess I'll just have to keep looking.
[ WHISTLING ]
Can we talk?
Thought you didn't want to
talk, remember?
I'm crazy!
I'm not thinking clearly. I'm sorry.
Please, don't put me in there!
Well, did you eat yet? Did
you take your pill?
Take your pill and eat something
and you'll probably feel
a whole lot better.
Well, come on!
Come on!
Did you talk to them?
No.
Yeah, well. I warn you.
Not a lot comes out of their
mouths besides complaining.
All they do is eat, squawk, and sh*t!
Okay.
Let's start over.
Hello. I'm Justice.
- Linda.
- Linda.
Now, where are you bleeding?
- My foot.
- Let me take a look at it.
Does that hurt?
Now, you... are going to eat your sandwich
and take your pill.
What's the pill?
Methadone.
I can't have you dying on
me from withdrawals.
I mean, what would that
do to our relationship?
Besides, we've already gotten
off on the wrong foot.
[ LAUGHS ]
Get it? The wrong foot.
[ LAUGHS ]
Alrighty.
I'm gonna set you up a tent
and you are going to go feed them.
[ WHISTLING ]
Linda, let's go!
Piece of gum?
No.
Do you know a Dallas Jones,
Crystal Foster, or Maria Alvarez?
No.
Never heard of them, huh?
Don't sound familiar?
No.
Why don't you stop bullshittin' me?
I'm not.
Why don't you tell me who they are?
Because I have no idea.
We'll get to that.
Not even a single eyewitness, huh?
I already told you everything.
You know, if you were a girl with no
record, it'd be a different story.
You know it and I know it.
Nobody in here cares about you.
You start telling me the truth,
maybe things in here
will change for you.
Listen, the warden digs me with
some of your good behavior,
who knows?
Your time might just fly
by like a little birdie.
Just try it.
So how was it?
Did you get enough?
Oh, hey!
I got a surprise for you.
Here you go.
Thank you.
Open, open, open, open!
You know what to do with those?
My mom always used to say...
genies in a bottle are fake.
They don't exist,
but wish jars do.
You want something in this
life worth something,
then write it down,
put it in a jar,
and bury it.
So I did.
And guess what?
It worked.
I've been burying things
ever since.
Is that why you buried them?
You don't believe, do you?
No.
I do. I do.
- Thank you.
- Oh.
[ SARCASTICALLY ]
You're welcome.
- So what do you do?
- What do you mean?
Well, for work. What?
Are you a prostitute?
No, I've never been a prostitute.
So what do you do?
I take care of my kids.
Who's watching them now?
Nobody.
Where's their daddy?
He's in jail.
What for?
- Drugs.
- So who pays your bills?
The state does.
Well, they did anyway.
The state?
I don't see anything wrong with you.
Well, I got injured on the job, okay?
What happened?
I was bartending and I
lifted up a heavy keg
and I hurt my back.
But you're better now, hmm?
I'm not better.
I have to take pills.
It's serious.
I've been to several doctors, okay?
Are you lying to me?
No.
Well, I'm not going to get involved
with any drug addict,
I can tell you that.
How was your home
life growing up?
Mom and dad still together?
Did they not love you?
You know what?
Relationships are two-sided.
So if you wanna know
something about me,
you need to give me something
in return.
I just need some pills
for my back.
So.
How was it?
- How was what?
- Your home life!
- I don't wanna talk about it?
- Why not?
Because I don't!
Listen, they really need me.
I have to get home.
Well, I'm not telling
what you should
or shouldn't write down, but...
maybe that's something you
should think about.
If you're heart is right and you believe,
then it really does work, Linda.
[ WHISPERING ]
Shut up and go to sleep!
Hey.
What are you doing?
I have something to do.
Hey, come back here!
Did you sleep okay?
Not really.
What were those pills
that you gave me?
What?
Those pills.
For my back.
Didn't help.
Well, aspirin always
seemed to help me.
Hmm.
Course I guess being a drug addict,
you thought they were going
to be painkillers.
Well, guess what, sweet cheeks?
Tough titty!
- What?
- Tough titty, said the kitty,
when the milk went dry.
to you, did it?
No, it did. I...
I had a great time.
Yeah, well, guess
what, Pinocchio?
I'm not buying it,
so cut the sh*t!
- I swear!
- I said quit it!
Justice!
Justice!
Justice, please! Come here just
for a second, please! Justice!
Justice, please! I'm
so thirsty, please!
What did I tell you?
Didn't I tell you to keep
your yapper shut?
Oh, I'm hungry.
- I want some water.
- I just want some water, please.
Look at me!
You know what?
I looked in on you.
Your kids are wards of the state
and you're going to the big
house for a long time.
So what else you been
keeping from me?
That's what I thought.
You didn't tell me anything.
hair, you phony baloney!
No, no wait! Wait, wait, wait, wait!
Wait, wait. Wait, listen to me.
I am innocent.
I didn't do anything wrong.
It-it was my boyfriend, Ray.
They wanted him, not me.
They set me up.
It's the courts.
Listen!
All I have ever tried to do
is be a good mother.
Yeah, the courts are wrong.
I don't know what they're doing.
I'll agree with you there.
I see more people go into the
system just to see it fail
time and time again.
You have to believe me.
What are you doing?
Come here.
Oh, is this what you want?
Yeah.
Hey, you're all the same.
You think I'd wanna
be with you?
You offend the order of things.
I'm clean.
I promise.
I will do anything you want.
You have until morning...
to decide who deserves
to live or die.
What?
What are you saying?
I can't do that.
Look, I want us to make progress.
I don't want you to
end up like them.
You have the power to be judge,
jury, and executioner.
- What?
- It's your chance to make it right,
get back at the system.
To entirely remove these defects
of one's character.
Don't ask me to do that, please.
What if I was to tell you
that maybe one of them
destroyed a teacher's entire life
because she accused
him of rape?
Maybe another one left a
and ran over a seven year-old
on his bike.
Another one thinks it's okay to have
sex with a 13 year-old girl.
You know, people aren't always
who they say they are, Linda.
You know, I want us to make progress.
So you'll make the right decision
and make me proud.
I can't do that.
Hey!
Hey, I can't do that!
Hello!
Hello.
Lily?
No, it's not Lily.
What happened to Lily?
She's buried.
Is she okay?
Yeah.
She's doin' real good.
She's great.
Can you tell me what happened to you?
That sick f*** kidnapped me
and stuck me in here.
Can you get me out of here?
No, I can't f***ing get
you out of there!
I'm a good person.
I have a family.
I have two kids.
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