The Legend of Lizzie Borden Page #6

had she worn it?

Yes, sir, it was her favourite.

Did he wear it constantly after that?

Always.

He looked so old.

Your witness...

Were the relations between you and Lizzie

and your stepmother cordial?

Between my sister and Mrs. Borden,

they were.

When did she cease calling her mother?

I don't remember, I...

But it was some time ago.

But prior to that,

she had called her mother.

Yes, sir, from childhood.

Mrs. Borden says you're

not to work till late, papa.

I want you to call her

mother, Lizzie.

She's not my mother.

My mother's dead.

You're still having those bad

dreams about your mother?

Oh, that was a long time ago!

Besides, death is nothing

to be afraid of, Lizzie.

That's nothing more than

a long, peaceful, repose.

Remember "Sleeping Beauty"?

Well, then, look. All right?

You see, how serene she looks?

Feel. Feel the flesh.

Smooth and cool to the touch.

Oh, Lizzie, you mustn't be afraid.

Gentlemen of the jury, let me remind

you of those touching words.

The eyes that cannot weep

are the saddest eyes of all.

Andrew Borden went to his grave,

wearing upon his hand

a pledge of love and faith,

the ring that belonged

to his little girl.

To find her guilty, you must

believe her to be a fiend.

Does she look it?

Lizzie Andrew Borden:

It is your privilege to add any word which

you may desire to say in person to the jury.

I am innocent. I leave it to

my counsel to speak for me.

They're coming in!

They're coming in!

The jury is coming in!

Lizzie Andrew Borden:

put up your right hand.

Foreman, look upon the prisoner.

Prisoner, look upon the foreman.

What say you, mister foreman?

Is the prisoner at the bar guilty

or not guilty?

Maggie!

Are you going to be out there long?

Yes, but you needn't lock the door

unless you want to,

I can get fresh water

from the barn.

Abby...

Where's Bridget?

Upstairs in her room, taking a nap

before the new meal...

You're a strange girl, Lizzie.

One minute as hard and

cold as a gravestone,

the next as loving

as any father could wish.

Now, what goes in

that mind of yours?

Guess I'll never know.

Papa...

What say you, mister foreman?

Is the prisoner at the bar guilty or not guilty?

Not guilty.

Order!

Lizzie Andrew Borden...

Lizzie Andrew Borden...

The court orders that you be discharged

of this endictment

and go thereof without delay.

Emma...

Emma...

Now, Miss Borden... How does it feel

to be a free woman again?

Em? Emma?

Oh, it's over, Em!

We've won!

Dinner will be ready soon. Now,

why don't you make yourself comfortable?

Don't you hear me?

We are free! At last we're really free!

Nothing, to prepare a meal

now that there are only

the two of us.

Emma, sometimes I don't

understand you.

Lizzie...

I'm only going to ask you this once more

and then I shall never mention it

again as long as I live.

Did you kill father?

Lizzie Borden took an axe.

Gave her mother forty whacks.

When she saw what she had done,

gave her father forty-one.

Lizzie Borden took an axe...

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