The Killing of Sister George Page #11

you stole from my briefcase...

you'd know you were dismissed

because you're a fat, boring actress.

And people are sick to death of you.

We'll just take this for now.

You can get the rest later.

Alice.

Please, you're not really going?

I have to, George.

I didn't want to hurt you, I really didn't.

But I can't stay, not now.

But you can't just...

I mean, after all this time.

What's going to happen?

Do you think you can live with her?

I mean, you know, together,

like we've been?

We can't just throw everything away

because you...

Do come along.

Don't go, Childie.

It's all right, George.

Thanks for everything.

You cruel little b*tch.

You might have saved yourself

the humiliation of resorting to violence!

Why don't you save your lectures

for the office, you sanctimonious slut?

If you'd only stop to think, you'd realize

another very good reason...

for your being dismissed

from the Applehurst series...

was your complete inability...

to conduct yourself

in a decent and civilized fashion!

You don't even...

And, furthermore,

if you lose your little girl...

it's because you're a dreary,

inadequate, drunken old bag!

Look at yourself, you pathetic old dyke.

You don't seriously imagine

you're any young girl's dream of bliss.

Do you?

And after what you just saw?

What a ridiculous woman you really are.

Come along, my dear.

You don't think

I'm going to let you walk out like this?

Do you?

Without me saying a word?

Come on,

what have you got to say for yourself?

George, you can't...

Really. Can't you see

you're just torturing the poor child?

"Torturing the poor child?"

George, please don't.

The poor child...

likes us to pretend that she's a baby.

But have a look at her.

Have a close look at her.

You know she's not a baby.

But I'll tell you something you don't know.

I don't want to hear another word.

That so-called child you've got there

is a woman.

She's 32.

She's damn near old enough

to be a grandmother.

Yes...

you've got yourself a prize packet here,

and no mistake.

She had an illegitimate child

when she was 15.

She's got an abandoned daughter...

who's almost old enough

to be of interest to you, Mercy, dear.

Haven't you?

You two are going

to be very happy together.

Very happy.

Even the bloody coffin is a fake.

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