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Beau!

You know I have to leave
in a minute.

Fifteen seconds is all I need.

God, am I going
to miss you.

It's killing me.

So don't go, Ruby.

Stay here with me.

Ruby!

Uh, I'll be down in a second,
Daddy.

You go out
the back.

Ten seconds?

What, am I supposed
to roll myself

down the front steps?

Gisselle, my love.

Try to keep an open mind,
my darling.

I'm sure you'll grow
to love it there.

I'm sure I won't.

And you'll have Ruby
to help you along.

Did you say that to make
me feel better?

There she is.

So, Gisselle's already
in the car.

Mm-hm.

Are you nervous?

I'm excited.

Going to a school like Greenwood

was something I never even
dared dream about

when I lived in the Bayou.

If you weren't going
to the greatest school

in Louisiana,

I wouldn't let you leave here.

Shall we?

We shall.

Goodbye, sweetheart.

Chin up.

Don't get too used to me
being gone, Mother.

Goodbye, Daphne.

Good luck, Ruby.

You went to a voodoo queen
to put me in a wheelchair.

You couldn't pay her a visit
to get us out of this?

Will you ever forgive me
for that?

Yeah.

When I can walk again,
so... never.

Thank god, they're gone.

What do you think?

I think if boredom
is a major,

I'm gonna get straight As.

What are we, in the army?

It looks completely comfortable,
Gisselle.

Yeah, maybe to you.

You grew up sleeping
in the mud.

Welcome ladies.

I'm Mrs. Penny.
I'm your dorm mother.

You must be the Dumas sisters.

What gave it away?

You can pick any room you like
since you're the first here.

I'm not rooming with her.

I'll bunk with literally
anyone else.

Excuse me.

What's your name, girl?

Uh, Samantha.

You and me are going
to be roomies.

Can you grab my bags
for me?

I'm handicapped.

Good afternoon, girls.

I'm Mrs. Penny.

You'll want to hurry
and get yourselves settled.

We have an assembly at 1:00.

Your uniforms will be
here shortly.

Uniforms?!

I would like to welcome
all of you to Greenwood.

You are joining a small elite
group of scholars and athletes,

and we expect you
to make us proud.

At Greenwood, unerring
respect for your teachers

and staff is expected
without fail.

We do not have time for,

nor will we tolerate
insubordination

inside or outside class.

In addition, the possession
of any alcoholic beverage

or any drug on campus

will result in your
immediate expulsion.

Loud music, smoking,
or any act of vandalism,

carries severe punishments
and a high number of demerits.

In other words, no fun
at all in this dump.

I will have quiet
when I'm speaking.

However, your school experience
is not all books and homework.

We have a wide variety of campus
activities for you all to enjoy,

and we have several supervised
social events

with the Willowdale School
for Boys.

Sounds like a real orgy.

Can't wait.

Shh!

It is incumbent upon each one
of you to remember

that you are all Greenwood
girls now,

and Greenwood girls are
the elite of the elite.

All you have to do is just let
a boy think

he's got a sliver of a chance,
and he's basically your slave.

Even if you just let them
go to second,

you'll never get rid of them.

Which, um, which one is second?

Goodnight.

What, am I trapped in here
with a pack of virgins?

Hi, I'm Abby.

I'm not really sure where
I'm supposed to go.

Hi.

I'm Ruby, and the only bed
left is in with me,

so I guess we're roomies.

Here, let me help you.

Wow, you really got great colour
this summer.

I never even got
to the beach once.

I guess I tan easily.

Lucky.

I burn easily.

Redhead, you know.
Come on.

It's my first year here too.

Why'd you pick Greenwood
for your senior year?

Well, my parents didn't like the
school I was supposed to go to.

Oh, yeah?

What was the matter with it?

Oh, there was just
a whole "thing."

Who's Prince Charming?

My boyfriend Beau.

Talk about a dreamboat.

He was my dreamboat
before Ruby stole him from me.

Nice sister, huh?

It wasn't like that.

I'll tell you later.

When a non-artist looks
at our subject here,

all they see is an old boot.

It is an old boot,
but you need to do more

than just render
what's in front of you.

You've got to breathe life
into it.

It's got a story to tell,

and that's what's got to come
through in your drawings.

Really great work here, Ruby.

Although I'm not surprised.

You know your father made a
point of being in touch with me.

He said that your work hangs
in a New Orleans gallery.

Oh, I didn't know
he spoke with you.

I wasn't sure if he was
just a proud poppa

or if we had a real prodigy
on our hands.

It looks like the latter.

Thanks.

Excuse me, Miss Stevens.

Mrs. Ironwood sent me
for Ruby Dumas.

I want you to know, Ruby,
that I have been made...

familiar with your history.

I'm sorry, my history?

Your mother Daphne and I

had a very long telephone
conversation.

You spent most of your life
in the Bayou

with the Cajun people,
I'm told.

Daphne does like to say things
about me, doesn't she?

You are suggesting
she spoke falsely?

I grew up on the Bayou, yes.

I want you to know
from the outset

that I will be watching
you more closely

than I will the other students.

You find that funny?

I find it curious.

I suppose I'd like to know

what I've done to deserve
this extra scrutiny.

Whether you deserve it
is my decision.

I've had many dealings
with swamp people,

and I never met one
that I could trust.

I know your kind,
your type.

Your bad behaviour
is insidious.

You learn quickly who
is the most vulnerable,

who has certain
weaknesses, and
you play to
those weaknesses.

But I do believe people
can change their behaviour,

if not their nature.

So it is your behaviour
I will be judging.

You are dismissed.

Ruby.

What's the matter?

Careful Abby.

You're in the presence
of a swamp creature.

I wouldn't have guessed.

Oh, yes.

I am a Cajun
from the Bayou.

Come on.

Walk with me.

What happened?

I thought when I came here,

people would stop looking at me
like an outsider.

But it's the same thing
wherever I go.

It's... it's like I'm branded.

I know that feeling.

The reason I enrolled here
instead of the other school

is because they found out
something about me.

I'm what some people call
half-breed.

I'm part negro.

It is 1962, for god's sakes.

Why do people still care
about nonsense like that?

Well, they do.

Anyway, my parents sent me here,
hoping that having me immersed

with the creme de la creme,
it would rub off?

No one would suspect that
a Greenwood girl was impure.

And Greenwood shall wash us
both clean.

God, have mercy.

What are you two doing
down here?

You know you can't be here
after dark.

So go on and get back up
to the school.

You're the groundskeeper
or something.

Yeah.

I'm a lot of things
around here.

What's your name?

Buck.

But it'll be "Mud" if I get seen
with a student after dark.

Get a look at those muscles?

Mrs. Penny: Mrs. Clairborne's
family started the school,

and she's still
the largest donor.

You told us this twice
back at the dorms, Mrs. Penny.

And I may tell you once more,
dear.

It's very important you're all
on your best behavior.

We are lucky to be invited
to her home for tea.

Hi.

Good afternoon, ladies.

I'm so pleased to make
your acquaintance.

Oh, Mrs. Clairborne.

Thank you, as always,
for inviting us

into your marvellous home.

Oh, it's my pleasure.

Please everyone, sit.

I like to make a point of
meeting all the new students.

Your home is just lovely,
Mrs. Clairborne.

Thank you.

Abigail, is it?

Well...

Let's get to know each other,
shall we?

I should probably start
with the Dumas twins,

so I know one from the other.

I'm the crippled one, hmm.

Ah. I hope only physically.

You must be Ruby then, yes?

Yes ma'am.

I understand you're the artist
of the two.

Yes.

I paint and draw.

Then you must be familiar
with Renoir and Van Gogh.

Of course.

Two of my absolute favourites.

I have one of each hanging
in my foyer.

You don't mean originals?

My dear, I only
have originals.

Please, go have a look
if you like.

Thank you.

Who's there?

Oh, I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to disturb you.
I just heard you playing.

And who are you?

My name is Ruby Dumas.

I'm a student at Greenwood.

Do you play?

No.

I paint.

Well, ladies don't paint.

You'll learn that
from my Aunt Martha,

or as you know her,
Mrs. Ironwood.

We've met.

Yeah.

If you even have an ounce
of independent spirit,

she'll take care to knock it
right out of you.

I guess we'll see about that.

You're from the Bayou.

How can you tell?

You have a little bit
of an accent,

even though you try
to cover it.

My ears miss nothing.

They make up for my eyes,
which obviously see nothing.

I'm very sorry.

Yeah.

You know, I get that a lot.

You should probably run back
to Grandmother's tea

before she thinks
you're sneaking off

stealing ashtrays
or something.

It was nice to meet you, Mr...

Louis.

Louis Clairborne.

You as well, Ruby Dumas.

That was so boring I wanted
to wheel myself out a window.

I thought it was
very interesting.

That's because you were gone
half the time.

You didn't have to listen
to that lady go on

about her days as
a Greenwood girl.

I think it was nice how much
she misses her school days.

Actually, I ended up meeting
her grandson,

Louis Clairborne.

You what?!

He's blind, but you should
hear him play the piano.

Ruby, you had no right
to wander off

in Mrs. Clairborne's
house like that.

I wasn't.

I just peeked in to see
who was playing.

Oh, dear! Oh, dear!

Mrs. Clairborne hasn't
allowed people

in that side of the house
since the tragedy.

What tragedy?

Her... daughter
and son-in-law died.

That's all I'll say about it.

Were they murdered
or something?

I am not discussing it.

Well, there you have it.
They were murdered.

I'm psychic.

Gisselle, that's enough.

Ruby, I'm very disappointed
in you.

I'm sorry. I didn't know.

What happened is the
Clairborne's business,

and not for us
to gossip about.

That poor boy Louis was left an
orphan and blind from his grief.

Isn't that gossip,
Mrs. Penny?

How does someone go blind
from grief?

Maybe it's psychological?

I guess.

So was he good looking?

Very.

Good looking and mysteriously
blind.

I'm dying to know
what happened up there.

Well you won't get it
out of Mrs. Penny.

The keeper of the
Clairborne secrets.

I can do without knowing theirs

as long as they don't
find out mine.

Oh?

And what is your secret, Abby?

Don't you have something
better to do

than eavesdrop, Gisselle?

I wasn't.

I was just coming in
to tell you

I got the dirt on this
Clairborne tragedy.

You going to tell us,
or what?

Well, I'll tell you my secret
when Abby tells hers.

Fine. Never mind.

You might as well
tell me, Abby.

If you don't, I'll just
make something up.

Okay. I'll tell you.

Abby.

You tell her, you're
telling everybody.

Don't say a word.

The reason I transferred
to this school

is because I got kicked
out of my last one.

I got caught with a boy.

Nude, right?

It didn't go that far.

But he was in my room
and I got caught.

You happy?

Thrilled.

All right. Gisselle.
So now you know.

What did you learn
about Louis?

Maybe I'll tell you...

when Abby learns to be
a better liar.

That's nice.

One thing I've learned to do is,
um, cheat a little bit.

See here on my tree how I've
added those subtle highlights

to sort of capture the sun
a little bit better?

Yeah.

I didn't get that on mine.

I will commence cheating.

We're studying landscapes
today, Ruby.

Not the human form.

This is Saturday.

I'm allowed to daydream
when I'm not in class.

I thought you had a fella
back home.

Who I'm totally faithful to.

Besides, Buck's way too old
for me.

But not for you.

He is not my type.

That's not your type?

My god, what is?

Not that.

Okay.

Well, I know a beautiful blind
pianist I can introduce you to.

You met Louis Clairborne?

Mm-hmm.

What a sordid bit of business
all that was.

Hold on now, you know
what happened?

Of course.
Everybody does.

Gossip is the faculty sport.

I'm waiting.

Okay.

Louis Clairborne's mother
was having an affair

with a younger man.

A much younger man.

He was her dirty little
secret.

She would sneak him into
the house while he was at
work.

But it didn't remain a secret
from Louis' father for long.

Get out!

You cheating whore!

You no good tramp!

No! No!

After a while, he convinced
her
all was forgiven.

But that was far
from the case.

He wanted her out of his life,
for good.

Neither one of them was going
to be leaving that bedroom alive

early that morning.

I love you.

Of course he knew he was also
sealing his own fate.

What he never knew
was there was a witness.

Louis went into a coma
from the shock,

and he didn't come out of it
until weeks later.

And when he did, he was
completely blind.

Oh, Miss Stevens.
That's horrible.

You wanted to know.

Now I kind of wish I didn't.

Did you get a look at the clocks
up at the house?

Yes, I did.

They're all set to 5:02.

The time of the killings.

Ruby!

I've got exciting news.

You, my dear, have been invited
back to the Clairborne Mansion

for dinner tonight!

That's big news?

Why and how are
they inviting her?

I'm the interesting one.

Ruby, my goodness,
hurry and get yourself ready!

You do like to snoop,
don't you?

Oh. I'm... I'm sorry.
I was just curious.

Well please, in the future
look with your eyes

and not your hands.

Oh, the irony.

Good to see you again, Louis.

And thank you so much for
the invitation Mrs. Clairborne.

Actually, the invitation
was mine, Ruby.

You see I'm afraid I was rather
rude to you the other day,

and I'm sorry.

I would like to demonstrate
to you

that I'm not such a bad fellow
for a blind recluse.

I'm smiling, by the way.

Good.

So Ruby, tell me
about the Bayou.

Thank you.

I don't know.

I've just always found it
so peaceful there.

I actually visited the Bayou
when I was much younger.

I can still see it
in my mind,

it's very beautiful and
mysterious as I recall.

Louis?

Hmm?

Do they think there's any hope
that you might see again?

You mean, is the problem
in my eyes or in my brain?

I don't think this is suitable
dinner table discussion.

They call my condition
an emotional trauma.

In other words, my eyes
are completely healthy.

I'm sorry.

I only ask because my grandmère
was a healer in the Bayou.

She fixed people who everyone
else thought were beyond hope.

With respect dear,

I don't think witch doctor
con artists are the answer.

Also with respect, ma'am,

my grandmère never conned
a penny out of anyone.

She never accepted payment
for her gifts.

Hmm.

And how much money
have we spent

on so-called "respectable
doctors," grandmother?

Ones who haven't restored my
eyesight by a single rod or cone

in all these years?

Yes, but who are the charlatans,
I wonder?

Transports the soul,
doesn't it?

Okay.

That is so beautiful.

What's the matter?

Sorry, sorry.

It's actually, uh, just you
leaning against me like that

for some reason, um...

Oh.

I didn't realize.

I was just so taken
with your playing.

This may sound a little
bit ridiculous,

but I've actually never been
alone with a young woman before.

Not all that scary, am I?

I wonder, Ruby.

Um, maybe you'd allow me
to touch your face.

You... you could absolutely
say no.

Uh, sure you can.

As long as you don't poke me
in the eye.

Okay.

You look so nervous.
Don't be.

So.

What do you think?

Marilyn Monroe?

I wouldn't know.

-Oh, of course not.
-Yeah.

What am I thinking?

I mean, of course I've never
even kissed a girl, so.

You ever heard anything
so pathetic?

Sorry, I shouldn't have
brought that up.

Louis, it's okay.

I mean, that's an easy thing
to fix.

Really?

You would kiss me?

Sure.

I mean, it's really not
such a big deal.

And, and if I can
help you...

Okay.

Three, two, one.

I'm sorry, what's funny?

Nothing.

It's just that you need
to relax a little more.

Don't be so stiff.

I shouldn't have
invited you here.

Louis, I'm not laughing
at you, really.

We can try it again, okay?

She returns.

How was the big dinner?

How familiar are you with
the works of Franz Kafka?

That bizarre, huh?

There's a lot more to tell.

But not here.

"Dear girls.

"You can't know how much
your mother and I miss you,

"and how much we're looking
forward to Christmas

"when we'll all be
together again.

"I hope you haven't been
too homesick,

"and that you're making lots
of friends at Greenwood."

Ruby!

Beau!

Gisselle.

Good to see you.

No kiss hello?

Is that the best you can do?

So, did Ruby tell you about
her big date the other night?

It was scandalous.

I had dinner with some big
school donors.

A blind man and
his grandmother.

A good looking,
suave blind man.

And she looked awfully guilty
when she got back.

She's right, Beau.

I don't know how
to tell you this,

but I let the blind man touch
my whole face.

We're through, Ruby!

Oh!

Nice try, Gisselle.

There's a big school dance
coming up too.

There's a whole school
full of boys going to be there.

Well, they can touch your face,
but no dancing.

You guys are gross together.

Let's go Samantha, god.

Oh god, Beau. I've missed
you so much.

Me too.

Oh, I've missed your touch.

What's the matter?

Nothing.

I'm just getting a little
overheated,

and I kind of already know
where this is going.

Or rather, where
this isn't going.

Maybe we should
just head back.

I think we've waited
long enough, don't you?

Abby!

We want you to know
we all took a vote,

and we've decided that

you're the prettiest girl
in the school.

So we think you have
the best chance

of being voted queen
of the fall mixer.

Um, thank you?

Queen of the mixer?

Is that something they do?

We're planning on making it
a tradition.

Samantha?

This represents
our school colours.

We'd hoped you'd wear it
to do us proud.

Thanks guys.

Well, it's not ticking.

It'll look pretty.
Come here.

Wow.

You two look so gorgeous.

You clean up pretty well
yourself, Miss Stevens.

I hardly ever see you
without a smock on.

Well, I'm chaperoning,

so I'll be the one to tap you
on the shoulder

if you're dancing too close.

Oh.

You two be sure to give
all the other girls

a chance with the boys
tonight, huh?

All right, everyone.

We are happy to welcome
the boys of Willowdale Prep.

Now, I want to remind you all
to behave appropriately.

Perfect ladies and
perfect gentlemen.

Yes, ma'am.

Have fun!

Oh, would you look at that.

My grandmother's
favourite song.

Is he coming
over to me?

Don't be nervous,
he's not that good looking.

Go.

Thank you.

I'm going to take a break
and go powder my nose.

Hi Buck.

Don't tell me
there's some rule

you can't talk to students
here too.

Why do you want to talk
to me?

All I said was hi.

I was brought up
to be polite.

I'm sorry.

I'm not trying to be rude,

but you understand that this
is an all-girls school

and the rules are pretty strict
around here?

Yeah, well between you and me,

I could do without one or two
of their rules.

I guess I could too.

Until next time, Buck.

What's going on?

I'm sure I don't know
what you mean.

There's no way that none of the
boys want to dance with Abby.

They are avoiding her like
she's a nest of hornets.

Is that so?

What are you up to?

Why do you assume I have
anything to do with it?

Maybe the boys just get a sense
that Abby's a little... off,

if you know what I mean.

Time to announce the queen.

Okay, everybody.

This is the big moment.

In this envelope I have the name
of the queen of the fall mixer.

Wow, everybody.

Looks like history's about
to be made tonight.

Our very first queen
is part negro.

Let's give a big hand
to Miss Abby Tyler.

Well Abby, aren't you going
to give us a speech?

I'd like to tell you

what an honour it is to be
chosen your queen.

But clearly honour
is not a word

any of you are remotely
familiar with.

Spoken like a true half-breed.

Here we go!

I knew you wouldn't be able to
hide your true colours for long.

Putting a hand on you
is beneath me, Gisselle.

Not me!

You dummies have already chosen
your queen.

She's right there,
crawling on the ground.

All hail...

You are on thin ice as it is,
Miss Dumas.

Do not damage yourself further
for the sake of a mixed blood

that does not belong here.

Help me!

Gisselle went too far
this time.

It isn't just Gisselle.

It's the entire institution,
Ruby.

You're really going to leave me
here all by myself?

You know they're going
to kick me out anyway.

This way at least I get to do it
on my own terms.

I'll always be your friend,
Abby.

I'll always be yours, Ruby.

I think maybe you've forgotten
what's important

about being a Greenwood girl,
Ruby.

I'll tell you what
isn't important.

Money.

Lineage.

Skin colour.

Blood.

All the things you idiots
put so much value on.

Just tell me how you found out
about Abby.

She should thank me.

I did her a favour.

I'd give anything to get kicked
out of this crappy school.

Besides, what makes you think

I'm speaking to you
after what you did to me?

Right.

All those chivalrous boys

rushing to the aide of
poor helpless Gisselle.

You loved it.

They do all love me so,
don't they?

And if little Abby didn't
want me to read her letters,

she shouldn't have left them
unattended in a box

behind her underwear

with a lock that was
ridiculously easy to open.

But I guess you know
all about lock and key,

since you're basically
a prisoner in this dorm

for what you did to me.

Just kills me when
I think about it.

I'm sure it kills you
to think, period.

You take that back!

Ruby, I've just got a message.

You've been invited back up
to the mansion.

Why the hell does she always
get to go up to that nice house?

Ruby's on lockdown anyway.

Tell them she can't go.

I'm afraid the Clairbornes

have the authority to override
Mrs. Ironwood's punishments.

Louis Clairborne sent for her.

What if I don't want to see
Louis, Mrs. Penny?

I'm overriding the override.

Ruby.

It's just that Louis Clairborne

says he's regaining
his eyesight.

He says he thinks
it's because of you.

Hello, Louis.

Ruby.

You came.

I was so afraid you wouldn't.

I wasn't going to.

You know, you really have
to work on your moods, Louis.

Don't snap at me anymore, okay?

I um, I promise.

Okay? I'm very, very sorry.

Is it true?

Can you see?

I can see shapes now.

It's not just blackness anymore.

That's fantastic.

You know, Ruby?

I really can't believe
that this is coincidence

that this is happening
so shortly after I met you.

Perhaps some of your
grandmother's abilities

rubbed off on you
a little bit.

That magnolia tree over there.

I can almost see it.

You know, I used to climb that
thing every day as a little boy.

I'd spend more time up there

than I would in front
of the piano.

My bedroom, just up there,

so the garden was always
just outside the window.

I could see the whole campus,

the lake and the stables
from up there too.

I'd like to see that.

Can we go up there?

I don't know if that would be
exactly proper

for me to bring a Greenwood
student up to my room alone.

Oh, come on.

I think you can learn a lot
about a person

from what their room
looks like.

Okay.

Although, you might not want
to learn too much about me.

The woman in the painting?

It's my mother.

I don't keep pictures
of my father

since he was the one
who smothered her to death.

Can I ask you why he did it?

I'm sure you've heard
the rumours.

Oh, I don't trust rumours.

I've been on the bad end
of too many of them.

And the truth always
gets distorted.

I don't think you want to know
the truth.

Louis, are we friends?

I would hope so, yes.

Well then, you should trust me.

I only want to help you
if I can, in some way.

My mother and I were always
very close.

Some nights I'd lie here,
scared.

She would hear me whimpering.

I remember hearing her come
into the room,

and I would reach out my hands,
and she would take it.

Please.

I want you to know how it was
with us.

She would lie beside me
on her back.

She would take my hand,

and she would press it against
her chest

so I could feel her heartbeat.

Then she would take her
other hand and place it here.

I'm not asking you to do that.

My hand would travel from
her heart to her breasts.

Till one night my father
found us like this.

My god, he was furious.

He...

And every time after that,

he thought I was crying
for my mother

when I would lie here, scared.

And then it was him
who would come see me.

He would lay his belt
to me.

It's okay, Louis.

After that, my mother found
another boy.

He replaced me.

My father snapped.

I stood across the hall
and I watched him murder her,

and I did nothing.

Nothing.

Shhh...

I'm sorry, Ruby.

I'm sorry, I... I don't mean to
make things awkward between us.

It's okay.

I understand now, Louis.

You can trust me.

It's okay.

Ruby?

Mrs. Ironwood sent me
to get you.

She needs to see you
right away.

Because what else is new?

Let's just get to it, okay?

What lies is she telling
you now?

Daddy had
a heart attack, Ruby.

He died.

I want you girls to know

that things are going to be
different around here.

I'm not going to end up
like your father, dying young,

worrying more about others
than myself.

To begin with, I'm replacing
the house staff,

and Nina is gone.

Now, you'll get
your inheritance,

but not until
you're both 21.

Your father's business partner,
Mr. Bristol here,

will be working with me
to make sure

all your financial matters
are handled properly.

Everything will remain in
a trust until you're of age.

Have you told Uncle Jean
about Daddy?

Your father's deranged brother
is... no longer my concern.

But Daphne, you have to tell-

That is enough, young lady.

Furthermore, the days
of your indulgent father

spoiling you are over.

Is that understood?

Yes, ma'am.

Mostly.

You bear the Dumas family name
now more than ever.

And I expect your behaviour
moving forward

to be irreproachable.

Uncle Jean?

It's me. It's Ruby.

Do you remember me?

I have no idea why
you've been moved

from your private room
to here, but...

I'm going to find out, okay?

Your brother Pierre has died.

Do you understand
what I just said?

My father, your brother,
is dead.

It was very sudden.

Almost immediate, I'm told.

He couldn't have felt any pain.

Nooooo!

I'm so sorry.

How could you be so cheap?!

Excuse me?

You put Uncle Jean
in a communal ward!

The man's a vegetable.

He doesn't even know
where he is.

How would you even know?!

You never even go out
to see him!

Are you quite done?

He knows what's happening
to him!

You should see where
they put him!

Don't you shout at me
in this house.

I'm the one who makes
the financial decisions

from here on out.

Do you understand me?

No, Daphne.

I do not understand you.

Uncle Jean is
in very bad shape.

He's only going
to get worse.

Well, I wasn't aware you earned
a degree in psychiatry.

I don't need a degree.

I have compassion
and human kindness.

Not that those words mean
a thing to you.

You don't have your father
to run to anymore.

It's just me.

And talking to me that way
will only bring you regrets.

As a punishment,

you are not allowed to attend
your father's funeral.

What?

You can't do that!

Oh, you'll be surprised at
the breadth of things I can do.

How'd you get past
the dragon?

What did Daphne do?

Beau, could you lock
the door please?

I have to go back to Greenwood
the day after tomorrow,

and I just need something nice
to happen while I'm here.

I'm beginning to think you
want us to get caught together.

Oh, hi Buck.

I'm sorry, I didn't realize
it was getting dark.

I'm just trying to be careful.
You understand that, right?

Yes.

Those pesky Greenwood rules
we can't change.

I'll leave in a minute.

It's probably for the best.

But I guess I'll see you later?

Not if I see you first.

Have I told you I started seeing
a psychiatrist?

You mean you haven't been
all along?

Well, of course, because
why would someone like me

need a psychiatrist, right?

I didn't mean it
to sound like that.

Yeah, well.

He seems to think that the
reason my vision is returning

is because I finally have
someone who I can trust

in my life.

That's you, Ruby.

Honestly, I can't tell you
how glad I am

that you came into my life.

Louis, there's something
you should know.

I should've said
something before.

Oh, Ruby.

I always assumed you had
a boyfriend.

I mean, how could you not?

Marilyn Monroe.

I've only been back for a couple
of days, Mrs. Penny.

What crime am I supposed
to have committed this time?

Don't pretend you don't know
what this is about, Ruby.

I can't tell you how
disappointed I am in you.

Okay. This should be good.

Don't you dare be so flippant
about this.

Don't you know this is certain
to get you expelled?

You sent for me?

Again?

Sit down.

As you may have guessed by now,
you have been found out, Ruby.

I figured something was up
when I was hauled out of class.

Don't make it worse for yourself
by talking smart to me.

Mrs. Ironwood, isn't
it customary to at least

tell the accused what
the fuss is all about?

You are not talking your way
out of this one.

That, in your hand, is a signed
confession from the handyman,

Buck Jenson, recounting
all the disgusting details

of your tryst last night.

Multiple trysts,
I might add.

Your expulsion hearing will be
this afternoon at 1:00.

Mrs. Ironwood, I can understand
you being upset,

but every word of this
is a lie.

I don't understand why he would
make such a thing up.

You were seen, Ruby.

We have an eyewitness who saw
the two of you together.

So do not play me the fool.

You can expect to be on
your way home by day's end.

Congratulations,
I heard the news.

Why are you packing?

Well, if you're
getting kicked out,

I'm sure Mother's
not going to let me

rot up here all by myself.

You don't really think I slept
with Buck, Gisselle?

I don't see why not.

He's awful damn easy
on the eyes,

and let's face it,

the pickings at an all-girls
school are pretty slim.

Unless you're Miss Stevens.

What are you talking about?

Come on, Ruby.

You're not that stupid.

Miss Stevens?

You think she's...

You're such a bumpkin, Ruby.

You're crazy.

Anyway, you may as well unpack.

This story is total nonsense.

Why should that matter?

You're accused.

You may as well have done it.

I'm not taking this
lying down.

What a choice of words.

Ruby, don't waste your time
fighting this.

Can't you see this is our way
out of here?

Just button your lip,
and before you know it

we'll be back at our own school
with our friends again.

And you won't be so far away
from your precious Beau.

Don't you want that?

It's nothing to you, Gisselle.

It's not your reputation
at stake.

They can kick me out
if they want,

but it's not going to be
because of a lie.

Can you get my other suitcase
down for me?

And then what happened,
Mrs. Grey?

I looked through
the boathouse window.

And tell us what you saw,
Mrs. Grey.

I saw skin.

Ruby and that man were
in the heated throes of...

I'll just say whoopie.

Compose yourself, Miss Dumas.

Was I giving him his money's
worth, Mrs. Grey?

I, I think we have
heard enough.

My defence is pretty simple.

I couldn't have been
at the boathouse at 7:30

because I was at the Clairborne
house then.

You can confirm it
with Mrs. Clairborne.

Mrs. Clairborne left town
this morning.

Well, that's convenient for you.

The problem is, her grandson
Louis also knows I was there.

Louis is blind.

Yes, I noticed that too.

How could a blind man testify
as to what time it was?

Buck Jenson's
detailed confession

about your multiple trysts.

Sworn to and signed.

I want him to repeat that lie
to my face.

Mr. Jenson was fired,

and escorted from campus
this morning.

Well...

I guess you have nothing else
to say.

Any last words?

I know Mrs. Grey believes
she's telling the truth.

But I was not there.

I was...

I'll tell them where you were,
Ruby.

This is a school matter, Louis.

Yes, and I have information

pertaining to that matter,
Martha.

I take it that some people
here are saying

that Ruby wasn't at my house
last night at half past seven.

I'm saying she was.

Court adjourned?

Louis, your testimony about
the correct time is doubtful,

for reasons that are obvious.

Well see, there's blind and then
there's not so blind anymore.

Take the clock on the wall,
for instance.

I'm reading 1:37.

Yes, fine!

But... but that
does not matter!

The evidence against Ruby
is overwhelming.

The butler knows exactly
what time she came and left.

His eyes are top-notch,
I might add.

I think we can assume a case
of
mistaken identity

on the part of Mrs. Grey, and
throw away the paper
confession

from a man who's either
unwilling to,

or has been prevented
from allowing Ruby

to face her accuser because
I believe that is not the kind

of railroading the Clairborne
Foundation

would like to be
associated with.

Nor is it in the tradition of
the Greenwood School for Girls.

Is it, Martha?

I thought I was finished
for sure.

When she said
"case dismissed,"

it sounded like it was
her last breath.

Yeah, I'm kind of having
a hard time

breathing myself right now,
thank you.

I had no idea your sight
had improved that much.

Well, I mean, the thing
about that is...

Now Ruby, I don't
encourage cheating,

but I figured
they'd test him,

so I told Louis what time it was
before we barged in.

Everything else I said
was true.

You're a true friend.

You both are.

I'll never forget this.

And I can't wait to see
the look on Gisselle's face

when she learns she's
not going anywhere.

Mrs. Grey?

I just want you to know
that I don't blame you

for anything you said,
and I don't think you lied.

But I promise you,
you were mistaken.

Ruby. You got away with it.

Please, don't insult me
on top of everything.

I saw you plain as day.

I saw your face,
I saw your dress,

I saw your shoes,
I saw everything.

I know it was you.

What did you say
I was wearing?

Mrs. Grey: Blue suede shoes.

Samantha?

Where are you, dummy?

Gisselle!

Oh, my god! Are you trying
to give me a heart attack?

You can walk?!

Keep your voice down.

What are you doing anyway,
spying on me?

Everybody thought your injury
was permanent.

Yeah, well, it wasn't.

This is a new low, Gisselle.

Even for you.

You let everyone keep thinking
you were disabled and helpless.

Stop making such a big
thing over it.

I get treated better
when I'm in the chair.

I guess I should be surprised,
but...

So you were the one
who was with Buck.

I had to find something fun
to do up here in snooze city.

He was the only game
in town.

I only slept with him
three or four times.

And you should feel flattered,
he thought I was you.

Well, the fun's over, Gisselle.

I'm going to tell everyone
what a fraud you are.

Oh, I don't think that's such
a good idea, Ruby.

No kidding.

You rat on me and
I'll have no choice

but to spill the beans
about your gay art teacher

to Mrs. Ironwood.

Wha?

Oh, my god, could it be
any more obvious?

Ironwood's got to be more blind
than her nephew.

There really is no limit
to the depths you'll sink to.

You better believe it, sister.

Oh, ease up.

I'm not going to roll around
in this chair forever.

In a couple of weeks
it'll be Christmas,

and my present to the world

will be me miraculously
rising up

onto my two healthy
legs again.

Leave it to you to outshine
Jesus on his birthday.

You're the one who always
wants to be on the cross, Ruby.

Just keep your kisser zipped
until then,

and everything goes back
to normal.

Can you handle that?

Oh!

The day I wear puce.

Ruby, you can have this one.

Men's shirts and ties.

Daphne, how did you know?

I bought them for
your Uncle Jean.

I thought it would be nice
if you could bring them to him.

I think he'd much prefer being
taken out of that horrible ward

and put back in
his private room.

I think you're right.

I'll call the hospital today.

Okay Daphne.
What's going on?

Gisselle and I can do
whatever we want,

out of nowhere you care
about Uncle Jean.

I have to believe
something more

than the Christmas spirit's
gotten into you?

Ho, ho, ho.

Merry Christmas, ladies.

Bruce come,
sit next to me.

Ruby asked me a question,

and I thought we could
answer together.

Girls.

I have been very joyful
these last few days.

Bruce and I have decided
to marry.

Since your father's passing,

Bruce has been a pillar of
strength and support to me,

and when I didn't think
I'd find any comfort,

he's been especially caring and
I've come to love him very much.

Mm, and me you,
my sweet daffodil.

Gee, Daphne.

I don't know what to say.

What has it been, two months
since Daddy died?

This isn't a rash decision.

As much as I will always
mourn your father,

life is for the living.

And I'm hoping you can both
be happy for us.

I'm actually hoping that
we can all come together

as one big happy family

and I'm hoping that it can be
apparent to everyone.

Don't worry, Mother.

We'll all show up smiling big
in the society pages.

I'd appreciate that too.

Well, I have a little bit of
an announcement myself,

but I don't want to reveal it
sitting down.

Oh, my god, Gisselle!

Merry Christmas.

Look out, boys.
Gisselle's back in town.

I have something for you.

Beau, you realize this is
a very big deal.

What are you talking about?

Me giving you my school ring
only means I'm yours forever.

Or, until you no longer want me.

I guess if that's a big deal.

I love you, Ruby.

If that's okay.

What do you think, lunkhead?

You better say it back.

I love you too, Beau.

I know, I know.
They tell me I'm a miracle.

Can you believe it?
I'm back.

Happy New Year,
Miss Stevens.

I think you'll be impressed
with what I got...

Ruby, I'm sorry.

Miss Stevens is no longer here.

No longer?
What do you mean?

She resigned just before
the break.

Ruby, how dare you barge
in here like that?

Why did you fire Miss Stevens?

Miss Stevens resigned.

I don't believe you.

As ever, that does not matter.

Miss Stevens loved it here.
She would never resign.

Loved it a little too much,
I think.

I won't go into details
with you,

but there was a credible
accusation levelled at her

by a student.

She resigned, rather than face
the blemish of a hearing.

Miss Stevens turned out
to be a person

of questionable moral character.

This whole school is of
questionable moral character.

You have just earned yourself
10 demerits

for insubordination.

And if these outbursts continue,
the end result will be exactly

what you narrowly avoided
at your hearing.

The fact of the matter is,
Ruby Dumas,

you are simply not
Greenwood material.

You have no idea what a relief
it is to hear that.

Gisselle!

Gisselle!

It was you!
I know it was!

Probably.

What are we talking about?

You told Ironwood
about Miss Stevens.

Jeez, you think I'm the only one
in this school

who was onto her?

Unfortunately,
the morning sickness

is likely to continue
for a while.

That's just your body reacting
to the pregnancy.

Of course, we will need
to inform your parents.

If you'd like to call
them first

to tell them the situation
yourself, you may.

But there will also have to be
an official notification

from the school.

I understand.

Good.

So.

It was morning sickness.

Well, this is definitely one way
to get us sent back home.

I'm glad this works out for you,
Gisselle.

It's not for sure they'll kick
you out for this.

That's where I put my money.

Well, my money would've gone
on me getting pregnant

way before you ever would.

Jeez, Ruby.

Didn't you and Beau ever think
about using protection?

Not everyone is as wise as you,
Gisselle.

I could've guessed
this was coming.

How you ever made it to 17
in the Bayou

without any children
is miracle enough.

And how I ever thought
that decent society

would have any influence
on you is beyond my capacity.

Nevertheless, we must have
this taken care of

before word gets out.

Do I have any say
in this matter?

You absolutely do not.

It's bad enough that I have to
deal with you and your sister.

If you think I'm going to let
some bastard child

in this house, you are
out of your mind.

Anyways, it's all arranged.

Tomorrow, you will be taken to a
special doctor outside of town.

I'll also have you know

that I'm going to do
everything I can

to make sure you are removed
from your father's will.

And speaking of that,

if you have any plans of ever
seeing Beau again,

you might as well put those
thoughts out of your head.

His parents informed me
that they would disinherit him

if he ever so much as mentions
your name.

Ruby, I want us
to run off together.

With what?

You're not being practical.

What's practical, Ruby?

My parents want me to go
to school in France,

and, and you...

I'm not taking that back.

Not unless it means you really
don't want me anymore.

Of course I want you.

I love you.

I love you too.

But they will never let us
be together.

I don't accept that.

Beau, you have to leave.

You can't be here.

The procedure
shouldn't take long.

If there's any profuse bleeding,

we'll suture it and make sure
it's completely stopped

before we send you
on your way.

This isn't right.

I'm sorry?

I'm not doing this.

Miss Dumas.

I promised your mother,
you would not leave here

until it was completely done.

Well, you're going to break
that promise.

Miss Dumas, you come right
back here.

Stop, I'm not going back
to New Orleans.

When you see Daphne, tell her
she's finally rid of me.

Thanks for coming to get me.

I didn't know who to turn to.

I'm always here for you, Ruby.

Especially now with
the baby coming.

If you know anything,
you know that.

Your grandpère Jack died
right out there.

He didn't ever stop looking
for some secret stash of money

he was sure your grandmère
hid from him.

Everybody told him he was
chasing a fantasy,

but he didn't listen.

Mule-headed, right to the end.

Yeah, he was digging by
the water's edge, stumbled in,

I guess he was too drunk
to get himself out.

Yeah, I tried to get in contact
with you

to let you know
what had happened,

but no one let me
through to you.

Thanks for bringing me home,
Paul.

You should get going.

I've got a lot of cleaning up
to do.

Ruby. Ruby.

Stop for a second.

There's no reason for you
to stay here

in this dirty old shack.

Come home with me.

Let me take care of you.

That's all I ever
wanted to do.

My place is here, Paul.

It's open.

It's cats and dogs out there.

On the radio they're saying

it's going to be a hurricane
coming on.

What's that you have there?

A letter from Gisselle.

I picked it up from
the post office for you.

It's getting real bad
out there.

It's time for you to come.

I've ridden out worse storms
in this house.

Why would you put the baby
at risk?

The baby's in the safest place
it's ever going to be.

The sirens are on!

"Dear Ruby,
bet you never dreamed

"you'd receive a letter from me.

"Well, here it is."

Ruby, it's stuck!

"Guess what?

"Mother gave in and let me
come home.

"Someone spread the word
all over Greenwood

"that you had a bun
in your oven.

"I wonder who?

"Boy, you really stuck it
to her good.

"I guess I really should also
tell what's going on with Beau."

That's it, we're getting
out of here now.

I can't leave, Paul.

No, come on, we're both
getting out of here now.

Paul! The baby's coming!

Now?

I'm sorry, I didn't plan
it this way!

Hold on.

Please, just hang tight.

I'm going to try and seal
this place up, okay?

Hang on!

Paul, it's coming!

How you holding up?

I'm doing great.

Oh, she's a beauty.

She's perfect.

Have you settled on
a name yet?

Her name is Pearl.

Hi, Pearl.

I'll never stop loving you,
Ruby.

I'll never stop asking you
to marry me.

I know, Paul.

No one has to know the truth
about us.

I don't expect anything
but a no right now.

But just do me a favour.

Tell me you'll think about it.

I'll think about it.

I'll go check on the roof.

Okay.

Shh.

"I guess I really should also
tell what's going on with
Beau.

"He's still in France,

"and he'll probably even go
to some French college.

"And get this,

"he's super serious with some
rich French girl.

"If he marries her, he'll become
a Duke or something.

"I don't know why you didn't
just do what mother wanted

"and get rid of the baby.

"Think about all the things
you gave up.

"On the other hand, I do enjoy
having a notorious sister.

"I even miss you sometimes,
if you can believe it.

"And I just love reminding
old Daphne

"that she's going to be
a grandmother.

"She gets sick to her stomach
every time she hears it.

"I wonder if we'll ever see
each other again.

"Your darling twin sister,
Gisselle."

Welcome to the Bayou,
Pearl Landry.

Dumas?

Tate?