Women Who Kill Page #6
Yeah, or she'll just think I
didn't want to be
around her, which
is kind of true sometimes.
Why don't you just talk to her.
- Morgan?
- What?
your girlfriend is a murderer
than have an actual
conversation.
You think she's a murderer too.
Well, because you
talked me into it.
You talked me into it first.
I was...
See, Jean, you always do this.
You talk me into something.
And then once I'm into
it, you talk me out of it.
You know what?
I'm over it.
Thanks for the ride.
You're over it?
Yeah, Jean, I'm over it.
You know what?
I'm over it.
Oh, you're over it
now that I'm over it.
can be over it because we
were never not over it.
You know what else I am?
Annoying.
Relieved.
I'm relieved.
Ok, fine, Jean.
I'm sure I won't show
up dead any time soon.
You're a dick.
Does nobody care that my
life could be in danger?
Call me when your head's
out of your ass, dude.
Alex:
Hey, it's Alex.Leave a message.
Hey, you've reached
Jean and "women who kill, inc."
Leave a message.
You have one new voice message.
Simone:
Hey, it's me.I saw what you did.
You should have
talked to me first.
Excuse me.
Hi, hello.
Um, behind you.
Hi.
Sorry.
Excuse me.
Is this the...
Sh*t.
You dropped it a
few blocks ago, I mean,
not that I have
been following you.
- Oh, no.
I am the one who
should be thanking
you for what you've given me.
Your show, it got me
through a really hard time.
I... I recently lost a friend,
like a really dear friend.
I'm sorry.
She was my mentor.
And we were really connected.
She is the one who taught me
how to be honest with myself.
And Donna would
always say, Celia...
I'm Celia.
Hi.
You're Morgan.
She would say, Celia,
leave me alone.
You're too close.
Well, she sounds really nice.
Yeah, oh, she meant
physically, not emotionally.
I mean, she might have
also meant emotionally.
We will never know that.
But we always used to listen
to your show together.
I mean, we weren't together.
But it felt like we were.
And she loved that azalea
lady, the professor.
Lila.
Lila.
Yeah, you were close.
You think so?
Oh, there was a connection.
Do you know what time it is?
Oh, that's what she used to say.
It is 2:
00 pm.I have to go.
That's what she would
always say next.
I have to go.
I'm sorry.
It's just...
No, she just died in...
It was a recycling truck.
And we were all
yelling behind the guy.
We're like, she's
in your wheels, man.
It was so nice to meet you.
Thank you.
Uh, I'm actually going this
way, anyway, so I'm not weird.
What's this episode about?
Oh, it's not for an episode.
I just came to talk.
You're not going to record it?
Oh, I can if you want me to.
Only if you want to.
I'll do that.
Now, tell me
about your lady stuff.
Ok, well, you met Jean, my ex.
Unfortunately.
She and I work so
don't work so well together.
She makes me feel
like the person I am,
and I don't like that
person very much, so...
And then there's Simone.
Oh, la-la, Simone.
Simone is NOM mysterious.
Yeah.
Simone makes me feel
alive and present.
She makes me feel like a
person I want to be, you know?
What, dear?
I think she might be a murderer.
Maybe this is a bad idea.
Aren't you having a good time?
It's not that.
It's just...
You have no idea
how lonely it gets,
being with women like these.
All the simplicity
really hurts my feelings.
But you are not simple,
Morgan, are you?
I'm not.
You're more like me.
Mind if I tell you
something private?
I don't mind.
Before I told you love
was the act of killing.
That's not true.
It's the moment right before
when they stop struggling.
They succumb.
The fear in their
eyes, it shifts.
And they fill up
with something I can
only describe as pure grace.
It was the sweetest
thing I've ever known.
Maybe it was just
a lack of oxygen.
Shh, shh.
Shh, shh.
Quit your fighting.
The fact is that you
want to feel it too.
So here's what you do.
Jean.
Holy sh*t.
Sorry.
It's Ok.
It's Ok.
I was just swiffering.
This late?
Yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
It comforts me.
When I was little,
my mom used to always
wake up in the middle...
I need to talk to Jean.
Oh, Ok.
Yeah, I don't... I
thought she was with you.
Why?
Well, she left a while ago.
She... she got worried
when she couldn't
reach you on your phone.
But then she told me that
she saw on your calendar
that you had a super-clean shift
with Simone so she went there.
To the co-op?
Yeah, yeah.
I mean, I made us a nice dinner
and everything, you know?
And I was hoping to catch
some "democracy now,"
but then I realized that the
Simone?
Jean?
Jean.
Oh my god.
Morgan.
She fell.
She hit her head.
We should call an ambulance.
Yeah, I already did.
Put that down.
You look ridiculous.
Stop.
Stop. Leave her alone.
Don't you want to help her?
Give me that?
Get back.
What if I told you I
did kill those people?
Would that make you feel
better to have a way out?
She's gone now.
I know you didn't mean
to hurt me, but you did.
I still love you, Morgan.
And I know that you're scared.
No, I'm not.
We can be happy.
Please, stop.
Let's get fat and boring
Let's finish each
other's sentences,
wear each other's clothes.
Let's be vulnerable together.
Morgan?
Jean?
Stay away.
What did you do?
Morgan?
I hurt some people.
It was self-defense.
Come on.
Did you even open the case file?
I, mean I flipped through.
At the very least, I
know she was threatened.
No, she
claims she was threatened.
But she had injuries.
Yeah, all
proven to be self-inflicted.
Look,
are there parts of her story
that I doubt?
Sure. But you could
say the same thing
for the eyewitness accounts.
Ok, now, I agree with you there.
Those were all pretty unclear.
But if you look at the
evidence, which for some reason
you're refusing to do...
I am not refusing.
I've just been a little...
Distracted, I know.
I'm not claiming
what she did was right.
I'm just saying, I
believe her when she
says she had no other choice.
Yeah, and what I'm saying
is that the facts
back up the victim.
There was no reason
for self-defense.
I think we should
poll the listeners on this one.
Ah, good idea.
Join us next time
to hear the results.
I'm Morgan.
And I'm Jean.
And we are...
"women who kill."
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