Waking Madison Page #3

- B*tch.

- Mm-hmm.

Checkmate.

Checkmate.

Checkmate. Checkmate.

Checkmate, checkmate,

checkmate! Aaaaaah!

Aah! Aaaaaah!

Checkmate.

Psst!

She can't help you.

Your precious doctor...

That isn't even a doctor.

She's just gonna make you worse.

And what makes you the expert?

Well, I've been here the longest.

I can see why.

You're gonna need me.

How's that?

- Leave her alone, Margaret.

- Shut up! You'll be the first to go.

You don't scare me.

I bet I can.

Aaaaaaaaaahh!

Aah! Stop it, Margaret!

Leave me alone!

Please leave me alone!

Let me go!

No! No! No! Aah!

Margaret, give it back!

Margaret, give it back! Stop it!

I don't think anybody

knows me anymore.

I'm... I'm a stranger...

I'm a stranger to everyone, and I'm...

I'm a stranger to myself.

Margaret, you're not meant

to be in my room.

Go now.

You're not meant to be in here.

You know that she's gonna...

watch those tapes and use them

to keep you locked in here, right?

Margaret, can you...

can you go now?

What? You think she cares?

Can you please stop this

and leave me alone?

Can you... can you go now,

please, Margaret?

Margaret, please, can you go now?

Please leave me alone.

Otherwise, I'm gonna tell.

I'll tell. I will. You know I will.

If you tell, then...

Then you're gonna go

where all the bad girls go.

No. No.

Because I'm not bad, Margaret.

You are very bad.

No, I'm not. I'm not bad.

- You're bad.

- Shh. Shh.

You're the one who's bad,

Margaret, not me.

I'm not... I'm not bad.

I want to talk.

No, please, I'm...

Just leave me alone, please.

Hey...

Tell me what that holy man

did to you in the car.

Margaret,

please leave me alone now.

Did he make you feel good?

- No. Please.

- Come on. Show me.

- No, please. I don't want to.

- Show me what he did.

Please, can you

leave me alone now?

- Did he make you feel good?

- Please, no, leave me alone.

- No, no, no.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah, he did.

No! No!

- Margaret, no!

- Shh!

Please get rid of her.

She's ruining everything.

Stop freaking out.

She's just crying, all right?

All right, all right.

I'll go, I'll go.

Whoo!

Uh...

Everything's really blurry.

Time's blurry.

My vision's blurry.

Alexis, you want to play unicorns?!

I'll play unicorns with you!

Elizabeth!

The sun turned black

from the face of the Lord,

and it turned black!

It turned black, the sun.

How can the sun turn black?!

The sun!

Yes, Mom!

I never do anything right.

I thought that you liked that.

# Can anybody hear me? #

Alexis, want to come play now,

you stupid ass?!

Come play in here!

You really enjoy

this circus act, don't you?

Why don't you just die?

I asked you not to go

into Alexis' room.

And I watched as the sixth seal,

and there was

a great, big earthquake,

and the sun turned to black,

like sackcloth made of goat hair.

Is that Revelation?

Did I ever tell you how my mom

used to put me in the closet

with the Bible every night

and make me memorize verses?

And you want to know

what would happen if I didn't?

Well?

This is what you want,

right, Elizabeth?

You want me to tell you

all of my problems...

so we don't have to talk about

what happened in your closet.

You know I know.

And that's why you hate me.

I don't hate you.

I don't even remember...

I don't even remember

what I was like on medication.

So, I mean, was I even a person?

Maybe I wasn't even real.

I mean, if you... if you don't...

if you're not yourself, right,

I mean, then what...

what's the point?

Like, I mean, what...

If you don't remember, I mean,

you're not really real.

Hey.

Can I come in?

Do you want a cigarette?

I don't smoke.

Well, you might as well.

There's nothing else

to do around here.

You know, I can get you

whatever you want.

What do you think I want?

Money...

Sex...

Fun...

You want to get high?

Are you insane?

You know Mike, Mr. Nurse man?

See, I blow him...

And he gives me whatever I want.

Trust me.

I'm on your side.

What?

I said...

I'm the one that's on your side.

The others don't give a sh*t

about you.

The others?

They're the ones that aren't real.

I...

How do I know you're real?

I'm here, aren't I?

Everything okay?

It's finished if you want to buy it.

Amazing, isn't it?

When you start to see yourself

in everything?

Huh?

I said are you sure you're okay?

Uh, yeah, I'm okay.

It'll come around for you soon,

Madison.

Madison.

Madison.

Hello?

Hello?!

Let me go!

Please stop.

Please.

Make it stop!

Please make it stop!

It's for your own good.

But, Mama,

I didn't do anything wrong.

You're talking to people

who aren't there.

It's the work of Satan.

But no one's there, Mama.

Come put your hands over the sink.

No, Mama.

Come put your hands

over the sink.

Please, Mama.

Put your hands over the sink!

What happened?

It hurts.

What hurts?

- Please, it really burns.

- What?

It hurts. The water... it's so hot.

There's no water.

- There is. Please make it stop.

- No, there's no water.

- Please make it stop.

- What's wrong?

I have to burn.

I have to burn because I'm bad.

- Who said that?

- I have to burn.

- Who said that?

- I'm going to hell.

You're not going to hell.

- I am.

- No, you're not. No.

I am. I'm going to hell.

No, you're not going to hell.

- I am.

- No.

Good people do not go to hell.

Do you know what I do

when I have scary thoughts?

What?

I close my eyes...

and I think of the happiest place

I know.

But... but I don't have

any happy places.

Everything's crashing on me...

Like waves. It's like tidal waves.

I feel like I'm drowning.

Our Father...

Who art in heaven...

Hallowed be Thy name.

Thy kingdom come...

Madison, Madison,

come and play with me.

I can't.

See, you're talking again

to imaginary people.

But, Mama, she's right there.

Madison, come on.

Let's play.

Will you tell me more

about the little girl?

No.

Why don't you want

to talk about her?

I just... I just...

I, uh... can... can we talk

about something else?

What is it about her that makes you

feel so uncomfortable?

I'm not supposed to talk

about the little girl.

Why? Why aren't you supposed

to talk about the little girl?

'Cause she'll get mad at me.

Who?

Who's gonna get mad at you?

Please don't make me talk about it.

Madison.

Madison.

Madison.

My name isn't Madison,

you f***ing b*tch.

You push too hard

with your stupid little questions.

You're trying to break her.

I can feel it.

I'm trying to help you.

You're trying to help me?

I don't need help.

You need help.

Aah!

Oh, my God.

No, no, no, no.

What's wrong?

What's going on?

- Stop it.

- What?

I can't talk to you.

Why?

Because she's gonna get mad at me.

Who's gonna get mad at you?

She's gonna hurt me if I tell.

Nobody's gonna get mad at you.

Madison, it's all right.

What are you doing?

What just happened?

It's okay. You're gonna be okay.

- No, I'm not gonna be okay.

- Yes, you are.

This is not okay,

because you're making me worse,

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