Women Who Kill Page #2

I'm Simone.

Do you mind if I take a look?

No one will know.

But...

Oh, there's a spot

left for right here.

It's your shift.

We can work together.

Don't let me get you in trouble.

Ok, just hurry.

Now, you know how to reach me.

All right, now, tell

us about the unicorn

that you bought a few

days before the murder.

Now, you had it

inscribed with a date

and the names of your children.

Was it a memorial?

No, it was a way of

me just saying, hey,

this is our new start on life.

A unicorn is a type of horse.

And a horse is wild and free.

In your diary, you

refer to "heart love."

What's that mean?

It's the only love

that really matters.

It isn't sexual.

It's deeper than that.

But in the letters, I

was over dramatizing.

You're always over dramatizing.

You have what's known as

a histrionic personality.

What?

You've never heard the results

of your psychological tests?

Deviant sociopath.

You know what that means?

Do you think maybe we

spend too much time together?

You think we spend

too much time together?

Oh, I mean, just maybe we can

try to do things separately.

That's probably smart, right?

Right?

Do you want to start now or...

No, tomorrow's better for me.

Me too.

I'll never get over

how beautiful this park is.

We're so lucky.

Uh-huh.

I hope the swans are here today.

Hey, I think we should

head home and start working.

No, let's...

Let's work outside.

I brought my computer.

You mean, sit on the grass?

Why not?

Just urine.

Well, how about over here?

You know, just for

a little while.

Fine.

All right, fine, you win.

What?

I saw that.

Jean, I haven't

done anything yet.

So you're going to deny you just

did that passive aggressive

thing with your notebook?

You mean, take out

my anger on my notebook

because I'm actually angry at

you wanting to work outside?

Great, you're mocking me.

Yes, that's exactly

what I'm doing.

How can you hate swans?

I don't hate Sw... would

you keep your voice down?

Do you know what people in park

slope would do to a swan hater?

So you do hate them?

I think they're a

little mean and angry.

That was one swan.

It gave me stitches.

Why do you always

take the swan's side?

Because they're animals

and animals are innocent,

unlike people, who

murder and rape.

You know what?

Animals murder and

rape all the time.

Did you hear that

cat rape last night?

It was like somebody was

beating a baby really softly.

That wasn't cat rape.

That was a stray in heat.

Well, I felt raped

just listening to it.

You always change the subject.

What were we talking about?

I don't remember.

Work.

Dog urine.

You slamming the notebook.

Swans.

Like I said, I don't hate them.

I'm just a little

frightened of them.

Looks like somebody took

a snake and shoved it

into the shoulders

in a big white duck.

I think we should just

work separately today.

I... i have more work to

do on dismemberment so...

Fine.

I'll work on smothering

and strangulation.

Fine.

Go, go, go, go,

go, go, go, go, go, go, go.

Drink, drink, drink, drink,

drink, drink, drink, yeah.

Stella!

Morgan, Morgan, Morgan,

Morgan, Morgan, Morgan,

sit the f*** down.

Put the hand back out.

On three.

1, 2, 3, go.

Come on, Morgan.

Come on.

You got this.

You're an adult woman, Morgan.

What is wrong with you?

Mary, come on.

- What?

- F*** you.

It's makes no sense.

- But he was right.

- Yeah, f*** you, man.

Ah, man, you know what?

Someone check this one for..

Yeah, check him.

You got my message.

Hey.

You came.

Hello.

If you looked just like me,

I'd tongue kiss you right now.

Who are you?

Simone.

Someone?

Simone, Al.

Ah, cool.

Hey, guess who I invited?

Yeah.

Woo.

Morgan's on a date.

Jean, this is...

Simone.

Jean's Morgan's ex.

So, like, don't f*** with Jean.

- I'm Kim.

- Shh.

Hi.

Alex.

Oh, I'm coming motherfuckers.

All right, Kim, you've

got your beer pong.

Did you know Kim holds

the beer pong crown?

Wow.

All time champ.

Probably has something

to do with the alcoholism.

All right.

Come on.

Grab shots.

How about a seltzer.

Alex, Alex, Alex.

Nah, seltzer's for pussies.

Sorry, Alex can be

kind of an a**hole.

I'll try my best not

to f*** with you, Jean.

Ah, thank you.

I appreciate it.

So did you

guys meet online, or...

Oh god, no, no.

We met at the co-op.

No way.

You look a true park sloper.

I just moved here a

few months ago, actually.

Oh, where from?

All over.

I came back for my

mother's funeral

and just decided to stick

around, tie up some loose ends.

I'm sorry about your mom.

Yeah, that sucks.

Thanks.

We were estranged, so...

I had a game.

- Morgan...

Hm?

Would you come talk

to Alex because she

thinks that she's Batman again.

I can do one more shot.

I'm kind of...

I'll talk to her.

Thanks, Jean.

Sure.

It was nice meeting you, Simone.

Yeah, you too.

Just text me if you're

not going to come home.

Um, sorry about that.

It's Ok.

You... you want to take

a walk through the park?

Oh, right now?

Yeah.

I mean, we have to be careful.

There's probably rapists

or gays in the woods.

I'll take the rapists

if you take the gays.

Oh, come on.

You're not scared of

the dark, are you?

No.

Ok, I confess.

I'm scared of the dark.

It doesn't scare you?

Sometimes.

That doesn't mean

I don't like it.

Day is full of clarity.

Night is just a

bunch of nothingness.

It's suffocating.

Try breathing through it.

No, I'm not into that.

Breathing?

I'm not the deep kind.

I just like to take a

bunch of short ones.

Mhm.

So some save for later.

You're slowly killing

yourself, you know?

It makes me nervous

how relaxed you are.

I'm not always this way.

The city usually makes me

crazy after a few weeks.

Oh, so you've lived here before?

No, I just meant any city.

Ok, now I have

something to confess.

What?

I know you.

You do?

Yeah, your show.

I'm a fan.

Are you sure this is safe?

No.

You want a drink?

I'd love one.

I like your place.

Oh, thanks.

I'm still settling in.

What's in it?

Just memories.

I meant the drink.

I don't want to know

what's in the box.

Everybody wants to

know what's in the box.

I don't.

I thought

love was what I felt when

those girls were alive but it

was when I had my hands wrapped

around their necks.

You didn't text last night.

F***, I forgot.

I thought love was what I felt

when those girls were alive.

But it was when I had my hands

wrapped around their necks.

Love was when I had my hands

wrapped around their necks.

I had a dream that your

body turned up in that lake,

you know, where the

dogs like to play.

Except it wasn't your

head on the body.

It was Joaquin Phoenix.

He lives in park slope now.

Maybe that's it.

I always though you

kind of looked like him.

Seriously, I was about

to call the police.

I thought the

police gave you hives.

Well, that's why

I didn't call them.

What's her name again?

Simone.

Simone what?

Ellis, I think.

Oh, you don't know her last

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