All language subtitles for The.Curious.Case.of.Natalia.Grace.S01E01.720p.WEB.h264-EDITH_eng

You wanna give me a word?

You want, you want,

you wanna have me

give you one word

that describes Natalia to me?

Enigma.

She won't tell us
the truth in who she is.

We are living with
a con artist sociopath.

Now a story
making headlines
around the world.

Is this a child
or a grown woman?

The Barnetts
believe the adoption
was a scam all along.

They claim they were tricked

into adopting an adult.

She's evil.

I promise you,

within five years,
someone's dead.

What is it?

Why?

She threatened
to stab my sons,

drag their bodies outside

and bury them under the deck.

She tried to poison
and kill my wife.

Bye-bye!

She said, "I pulled a knife
on my parents. Big deal."

It's like a serial killer
or something.

It's how casually
they put attempted murder

into a conversation.

She was gonna kill everybody.

You've adopted a kid and now
they're trying to kill you.

I mean, it's the stuff
of a horror movie, right?

If you watch the Orphan,

it's just like the Orphan.

She was an adult.
You could tell
by looking at her.

Natalia was a victim.

The Barnetts
are the predators.

They just literally
left her to the wolves.

I don't know that there's
100% one villain here.

Kristine basically said that
Natalia destroyed their lives.

Irregardless of her age,
she was left

feeling abandoned
and neglected, alone.

Natalia was a child.

I know that for sure

because I'm a little person.

I think
Kristine Barnett

is a sorry excuse
for a mother.

When I found out
what happened to her,

that was what
broke my heart the most.

There were a lot of secrets
in that house.

His minimum sentence

is three to 16 years.

It doesn't smell right.

There's something wrong.

It smells like.

Do you know the difference
between the truth and a lie?

-I didn't at the time, no.
-Oh, you didn't know.

I was just listening to what
Kristine told me to tell them.

You just don't know
the true Barnetts.

There was
domestic violence.

They'll do anything
to get what they want.

There were all these
pieces to a puzzle

that we couldn't
quite put together.

You're saying you lie

-because she told you to lie.
-Yes.

Michael and Kristine
not only lied

to get her into their family,

but they also lied
to get rid of her.

This is one of the most
twisted cases ever.

I know
he's not the kinda guy

that could do well
if he had to go to prison.

You got a seatbelt? Buckle up.

I don't think
anyone will ever get

the complete truth.

So much of this
is a mystery.

I still don't have
concrete answers.

Somebody's not
telling the truth.

It is a web of lies.

I'm not sure you can
trust anybody in this case.

We were all abused!

We were all abused!

I'm so scared.

This will
never stop.

I hope I don't
overstate this

and make it seem a little bit
too Normal Rockwell,

American, uh, life,

but life was fantastic.

It really was.

This was summer 2010.

Life's great.

We'd been married
for about 15 years.

We have three sons,

Jacob, Wesley and Ethan.

Financially,
we're doing great.

We've got a literal
brand new McMansion,

5,000-square-foot home
in a prestigious town

and a driveway
loaded with cars in it.

There's a Lamborghini in
my driveway, for God's sakes.

We have 13 TVs.
We've got 14 couches.

There was hundreds
of thousands of dollars
in the bank account.

More importantly, we were
a very tight-knit family.

It really was

the pinnacle of life.

Michael
loved Kristine dearly.

When the flowers came
for their anniversary,

it was a dozen roses for

every year they were married.

So, for their
10th anniversary,

10 dozen roses.

Kristine and I,

we could do anything together.

And when we realized
our oldest son Jacob

has Asperger's, or autism,

we fought those fights.

We were downright amazing

at the things
we could accomplish.

I'm Jacob Barnett

here with an introduction
to scientific notation.

I figured that,
since I was teaching it

to my two brothers,
Wesley and Ethan,

I would be able
to post it onto YouTube.

Okay, so I'm going to
finish this integral.

D by DX.

Their oldest son
is a genius

and was moving
through schooling

faster than I move
through a pair of shoes.

I did not come here

to frighten you all
with quantum mechanics.

Not yet.

We would get
a message from Michael saying,

"Hey, did you see the paper?

Jake's on the front page,"

to, "Kristine's
writing a book.

It's been picked up
by a publisher."

...cubed, divided by...

He has
a full scholarship

at the joint Indiana
University-Purdue campus.

For Jake, fun is reciting
from memory

the infinite series of numbers
known as pi.

3.1415926535897932384626433...

Jacob's one of
the smartest people
I've ever heard of.

They're travelling the world.

Jacob, when he was 15,

got an award from the Vatican.

This was where
the Barnett's lived.

The garage was, um,

where Kristine Barnett
had her daycare.

They were all
special-needs kids.

The Barnett family
opened up a foundation

a place where parents
and kids with autism

could go be with other parents
and kids with autism

and feel normal.

We were
proud of them

and they just seemed
so happy together.

The Barnetts had
the picture-perfect life

it seemed.

So, we went from early 2010

were blessed with many things.

By the time 2014 came around,

I have 37 cents
in my bank account,

I have no wife,

I have no children,

I have no home,

I have no job.

My possessions,
at that moment,

was my car
and a backpack of clothing.

If Natalia
never entered our lives,

I never get divorced.

They, they're...
They interviewed me three times

with a detective
in a bulletproof vest.

What? What are they
gonna charge you with?

Kristine, listen--

I'm... Kristine...

Kristine, listen.
Listen to my voice.

I'm done...

We had no idea
what we were dealing with.

And tensions were
so incredibly high.

It was a very rough time,

especially for the children.

I'm Jake Barnett.

Since I've last
been seen publicly,

in some ways,
I think I've regressed.

I'm, uh, in my dad's
basement right now.

It's in Indiana.

Usually, I say Natalia's
my adopted sister,

so then, uh,
I guess I would say,

"I'm Jacob. I'm Natalia's
adopted brother,"

but that particular, um,

way of introducing myself
is kind of irrelevant

because I haven't seen Natalia
in, like, a decade.

I find the situation
incredibly confusing.

It's like I wanna know
what happened

and I wanna know
the actual, like, truth

and everyone's motives,

but at the same time, um,

I don't wanna remember that

and I don't want to, um,

have to revisit, um,

a lot of trauma
from my childhood.

It's, uh, difficult for me
to piece together

what happened
with adopting Natalia.

Before Natalia, we had been
married for about 15 years.

It's easily the best
moment in time

that our marriage ever had.

We were so happy
and comfortable

that we had gotten
to the point that, you know,

we started
talking about, "Maybe,

maybe there's room here
for somebody else."

We were gonna adopt
a little girl out of Haiti
named Gilberta,

and right before that April,

uh, the earthquake hit Haiti,

and suddenly
our hopes were dashed

because Haiti shut down all
adoptions out of the country.

So we were ready to adopt,
but we missed our window.

And then we get this
phone call out of nowhere

from this adoption agency
in Florida

called Adoption
by Shepherd Care.

They say, "Hey, we know you.

We've seen your home study.

We know that
you have a charity
for special-needs children,

you've been doing that
for a decade.

We think you'd be perfect
for this little girl

that's gonna be coming to us.

She's a little person.
She has dwarfism.

Now, here's the problem.

You got 24 hours to decide,

and if you don't
come get her on Monday,

she's going
directly to foster care."

Kristine and I almost took it
as a sign from above.

Now we're jumped on a plane,
flying to Florida.

It's exciting.

When I found out
I was gonna have a sister,

I was really excited.

We had some white T-shirts

that we painted on saying,
"Welcome home, Natalia."

We pull up
in the town,

and, you know, I'll be honest,

I was a little taken aback by

the adoption agency location.

It was in
a rundown strip mall,

maybe on
the wrong side of tracks,

little house that's been
converted into offices.

It didn't look like
an adoption agency at all.

First thing
I'm saying to my wife is,
"Check the address.

This just doesn't look right.

We're gonna get a child here?"

Uh, so we start coming in

and they sit us
into a little room

no bigger than
the size of this room
we're in right now,

and they tell us,
"Just wait here."

Natalia's coming soon."

And you've gotta understand,

with it being
a closed adoption,

the adoption agency
was not willing

to share any details of her

before we came down.

They gave us
two pictures of her.

They gave us
a Ukrainian-language
birth certificate.

Birth certificate
supported six.

Uh, September, 4th, 2003.

We were all
excited about that.

My youngest son was six.

He was also born
in the summer of 2003.

We thought this was
gonna be a situation

where they're going to grow
and develop and be twins.

We're in there for about
an hour by ourselves.

We sign paperwork
pretty quick.

"Sign here, sign here,
sign here."

We hear the front door open.

"That's gotta be her."

We start peeking
through the keyhole.

There's a little
itty-bitty keyhole.
It's a solid door.

And we're looking
and we're looking.

Like,
"Oh, can I see her?"

I was really excited
for her to come home.

About 20, 30 minutes go by,

and we can see the door open

and we can see
the other family leave.

She was adopted before.

This was her family that
adopted her the first time.

Natalia's left behind.

They had flown in,

dropped her off, flew out.

We never spoke to them

and we are just thinking,

"How dare these other people
give up on her?"

And we'd been worried

for the last couple of days,
worried sick

that our new daughter's
not gonna like us.

And the next thing you know,
the door opens,

Natalia's right there,

she comes running in,

she's got this big smile
on her face,

she's happy as can be,

and she's shouting,
"Mommy, Daddy, Mommy, Daddy,
Mommy, Daddy!"

We're overcome
with joy and emotion.

Oh, my gosh.

That day in and of itself,

without context,

is one of the five
greatest days of my life.

She was very small.

She had long,
curly brown hair.

She had brown eyes
and pronounced cheeks

that really stood out
when she smiled.

I remember the way that

her hands are jointed

as not the same as ours

because of her dwarfism.

Like, her fingers, like,

sort of bent in
a bit like this.

But I was overjoyed
the day that I met her.

The fun times I can remember
with Natalia

are pretty much
from that first week
where we were in Florida.

We went with Natalia
to Disney World.

We were all excited
to have her in the family

and Natalia seemed happy
to join our family.

If I was a little girl
needing to be adopted

and they came for me,

heck yeah, jackpot.

So, we get to
the hotel that night,

and Kristine's going to give
our brand-new daughter a bath

and I hear a shout
from the bathroom.

This was a,
"I'm not playing around.

Come here right now,
Michael," shout.

I get up, I go flying
to the bathroom,

and the color's almost
gone from her face.

It's almost like
she's seen a ghost.

She's, she's truly frightened

and she just doesn't know
what she's seeing

and what's going on.

She says,
"Michael, Michael, look.

Look down."

And Natalia
had full pubic hair.

And I don't know
what to think.

"Is that possible?
Is that even possible?"

"Who the
is this person?"

"Can a 6-year-old
have full pubic hair?
I don't know."

Google's telling us,
"Well, earliest possible time,

lowest common
denominator, eight."

So we just go, "Okay, look,
our mission,

we were going to show
love and compassion

to somebody that
never had it before.

That doesn't
make a difference."

I'm Kathy Barnett.

I'm Michael Barnett's mother.

I found out
that Natalia was coming.

I was so excited

to treat this child special.

When they brought her home,

they had a very large party
to welcome her.

She was dressed up in a dress.

She had beautiful,
curly, dark hair.

And Michael
was euphoric that day.

He was almost
as euphoric as the day
Jacob was born

and Michael came out of
the delivery room.

He was a happy man.

You want that?
There you go. Go sit and chew.

Go show him.

My name's Kimberly Franklin.

I am Michael Barnett's
little sister.

When I first met Natalia,

I was, you know,
totally prepared.

I knew that she was
a little person.

And what really
struck me, though,

was that she almost
looked like one of us.

She had the dark hair.

She really looked like

she could've been
my brother's daughter.

My name's Rachel

and I live two doors down
from the Barnetts,

where they used to live.

Nosy neighbor, that's me.

I like to know what's going on
in the neighborhood.

We were friends
with Michael and Kristine

and our kids played together.

Everybody knew
who Natalia was.

I have goosebumps
just thinking about

when they walked in with her.

It was amazing.

It was so uplifting

to know that this little girl
needed a home

and they opened theirs
up to her.

- Hi, Natalia.
- Hi!

And Kristine was smiling,
you know, ear-to-ear.

They were so excited.
They have three boys,
and they got a girl.

I was looking forward
to seeing how

she'd react to the park
we had across the street.

Here's their yearbook.

So, there's Ethan

and there's Grace.

Natalia came
to our house a lot

to play with my daughter Grace

because they were both six.

First grade.

Here's Natalia.

It's crazy.

She's so cute in that picture.

She looks like
a sweet little girl.

Once we got back
to Indiana,

at first, there was
a lot of acceptance

of the situation with Natalia
and the pubic hair.

All that mattered was
there's a little girl...

...that needs love
and needs a home.

But, uh, eventually,

we had a lot of
escalation going on

in the first few months
that we had her.

There was a day
I came home from work.

Kristine's got a pair
of Natalia's underwear.

Kristine asked Natalia
to tell me what's going on.

Okay.

And I can remember
her physicalness at the time.

Her hands were just
out in front of her like this.

She said, "Well..."

"...I have a period..."

"...and I've been hiding it."

And I...

I just don't know
what's going on right now.

Kris found some socks

that she had used
in her underwear

and threw them out the window.

Kris was just mortified.

She said, "This isn't normal.
What have I gotten
myself into?"

And so I said,
"You need to start finding out
how old she is."

I heard she had pubic hair
when they first got her

and that they found, like,
period underwear

hidden in her room.

So that would be
the thing that,

as, you know, not a doctor,
as a layman,

I'd be like, "Yeah, that's
definitely not a 6-year-old."

- Stand up.
- Okay.

After we'd first
gotten Natalia

and we started
taking her to doctors,

within two months
of getting her,

Natalia needed foot surgery
because of her condition.

Natalia has
a very rare form of dwarfism,

spondyloepiphyseal dysplasia.

There's only about
3,400 people like that
on this planet,

- we were explained by doctors.
- Mmm-hmm.

It just so happened,
miraculously,

that a doctor knew

another 6-year-old girl with
spondyloepiphyseal dysplasia

living in Indiana.

We were stunned.

We're gonna have her meet
and interact

with somebody just like her.

How great is that?

The other girl comes in

and, for lack of
a better term,

Natalia is gigantic

compared to this other girl.

Their cranial structures
are different.

Natalia, she's got
the full forehead of an adult,

she's got the fine cheekbones
of an adult.

The other girl, her head
is not developed at all.

There's no way anybody
could look at this picture

and say, "Those two
are the same age."

So, when Natalia sees
this person

that should be close to
the mirror image of her

and realizes we see it,

suddenly, she fills
her cheeks with air,

blows them out a little bit

so the definition in
her cheekbones disappears,

so that starts to happen.

We literally see
her head change.

It's almost like,
"You got me."

My name is Elva Reyes.

My daughter's name is Therese.

Uh, she has
diastrophic dysplasia,

the same as Natalia.

I was hoping, you know,
that, uh,

a long friendship, you know,

where they can grow up and,

you know, she has somebody

to be able
to talk about things.

That mean it's not, you know,

something that
she has to feel like

she's the only one
in the world.

Uh, but, later on,
when we met for the playday,

immediately, Natalia looks...

Physically, was really
well developed.

My first impression was like,

"Your face doesn't
look like a little kid."

Can't really say an adult,

but at least a teenager.

And I say, "Huh, so..."

Yes, but... And she was
very vocal, talking,

you know, like,

she can carry
a conversation very well,

like, didn't have no issue.

I was like,
"Wow, they teach her
very good English."

A very smart kid
for a 6-year-old.

I am Therese

and I am 14 years old.

I was six years old
when I met Natalia.

It's pretty rare
to see someone

who has a disability like me

and I wanted to be friends.

- I have a picture of you guys.
- Mmm-hmm.

Sure.

Definitely, I don't think she
looked the same age as me.

I definitely had that
baby look to my face and,

as she kinda gave me, like,

an older kinda face
look to it,

but, yeah.

I think she
definitely looks like

she's at least 18, 20-ish.

It definitely looks weird
to think that

I was playing with,
actually, an adult,

not a kid my age

that I would feel
comfortable with.

If she faked her age,

I feel like that's weird
to think that

I was around someone
who did that.

She's not six.

We had no idea
what we were dealing with.

To them,
it would've looked like

they brought their little girl

to a playdate with a grownup.

And they never
reached back out again.

Natalia told us
very little about her time

growing up in the Ukraine,

her time in the orphanage.

I don't recall her having

any belongings
from the orphanage.

Like, uh, I don't recall her
having any Ukrainian toys.

She didn't seem to know
very much about Ukraine.

Like, uh, at one point, early,
we asked her, like,

"Oh, what's it like
in Ukraine?"

And she said, "Oh,
it's always summer there."
And I'm like...

"Hmm, okay, uh..."

I forget the part that
you guys never hear.

Yeah. Heard.

We adopted Natalia

because we wanted
to help somebody

who was in danger
of never being loved.

But every time we ever
spoke to Natalia about,

"Hey, tell us
about the orphanage,

tell us about
people you've known,"

nothing.

So we had asked her about
the Ukrainian language before.

As a matter of fact,
at the rec center

where we had our sports league
for the autistic kids,

one of the neighboring tenants

happens to know somebody

who was born and raised
in the Ukraine.

We thought, "How wonderful
would it be

for you to hear
your native language,
your native tongue

for the first time
in a couple of years?"

The woman from the Ukraine
comes in

and just immediately starts
speaking Ukrainian.

I swear on all things holy,

Natalia's never heard a word
of Ukrainian in her life.

But you were there
until almost five

and we've got you at six.

There was like a set of things
that didn't add up.

We starter...
Started early in the morning.

Natalia had no accent.

Were going close.

She didn't know
the Cyrillic alphabet.

She knew no Ukrainian.

Ukrainian lady
starts speaking Ukrainian
to Natalia.

Not a word.

I think she knew,
if she spoke immediately,

that we'd put
two and two together

and hear there's no accent.

She doesn't know this.

Didn't speak a word
for four days.

It's almost like
the jig is up,

the little playful
kid face goes away

and now we've got...

We don't know who she is.

We don't know
where she's really from.

For all I know, she had been
living in the Ukraine
for 20 years

and found a way out.

For all I know,
she's an American citizen

that somehow
got this to happen.

I truly, truly don't know.

The dynamic between Natalia
and the rest of the family
seemed to shift.

Pretty early,
there was a lack of trust.

Uh...

So that, you know, compounded.

Natalia did have
behavioral issues which...

Certainly, the adoption
process, um,

it must be traumatic.

I mean, abandonment issues
are a thing

and Natalia was abandoned
multiple times.

She was with
another family in America

before she came with us.

Natalia was with us
four months,

and that's when we start
to witness her dark side.

We had a 2007 Jeep Commander.

It has three rows of seats.

But Natalia always tried

to sit next to my youngest,
the smallest,

my 6-year-old, Ethan.

And she would do
whatever she could
to upset him.

She would purposely wait
until she was next to him
in the car

and then she would do her best
to urinate on him.

She would defecate in the car

and put her hand into it

and try to smear it on Ethan.

Yeah, it was
a frequent occurrence

for Natalia to soil surfaces

that she wasn't supposed to.

That was the life
my 6-year-old son had.

To get into the car
was like going through
the haunted house.

And, you know, another thing,

if we went someplace in public

and she made eye contact
with somebody

we'd climb into the car,

she would get into the car,
she'd get in her seat,

she'd close the door.

As soon as I would start
to get into my seat

and the car
would get into gear,

doors open
and she's throwing herself
out of the vehicle

so people around her can see.

The idea, "Look, a poor,
helpless little girl."

And she was trying to get back

to poor,
helpless little girl status.

She was doing
as many things as possible

to cause hurt of harm

or mental distress
to the entire family.

She's been with us
for about five or six months
at this point,

and at this time,
my boys are six, nine and 11.

Natalia would find things
that were important to them,

like a Hot Wheel car,

she'd hide them,
she'd wait to be
crossing the street,

she would throw 'em
into the street
and make sure the boys saw it.

She was baiting my kids

to run into traffic
so they'd get run over.

I can't put into words

the everyday abject horror

that we had to go through
and live with.

And there certainly
was, like, a lot of fear.

Like, "What if Natalia
actually harms one of us?"

Couple of weeks after that,
I came home from work.

She had been taking knives
out of the kitchen

and hiding them in her room
under her bed.

I go upstairs.

Kristine has the knife.

It was a big butcher knife.

Natalia was hoarding
knives in her room

and had, like,
intentions to attack us.

I asked Natalia,
"Natalia,

did you have this
under your bed?"

"Yes."

"What were you
gonna do with it?"

"I'm going to kill you
in your sleep."

Michael and Kristine
weren't very vocal

about this stuff at first
with Natalia

until it got overwhelming,

and that's when Kristine
came and told me

and sat down on my front porch

with Wesley and Ethan

and shared what was going on.

Kristine was crying.

She was very upset,

saying that Natalia wasn't

who they thought she was.

And I said,
"Well, what do you mean?"

And she said...

..."Knives."

She had knives in her room.

The boys were like,
"Yeah. Yeah.

This is really
happening. Yeah.

This is... Natalia's
really doing that,"

This is the time when
I backed away from them

because I was just
in so much shock

from hearing this story.

I went to Grace and said,

"You know what?
We need to find some new
friends to play with,"

'cause I didn't wanna have
anything to do with
that little girl.

I didn't wanna have
anything to do with her.

She wasn't welcome
in our house.

I didn't want her to try
killing my daughter or me.

Michael really
only told me

by the time they'd
gone through all these things

that he was afraid.

Whether that meant he was

afraid of what
she would do or could do,

or any of that,

I knew that there was fear.

Absolutely,
we reached out
to the adoption agency

as we were noticing
all of these issues
and irregularities.

They were unhelpful.

I was lost.

I was getting no help
from anybody anywhere.

So we went through
a few therapists,

trying to find guidance,

trying to figure out
the right diagnosis.

Go inside.

It was really
the third or fourth
therapist we got to

that seemed to understand
what we were telling them

and seemed to have
Natalia's number.

She pulled Kristine
and I aside and said,

"You're all in
extreme danger."

At that point in time,
we already knew that.

We had been living that.

So we were not stunned
at the danger,

but we were stunned
at the diagnosis.

We were expecting
a severe mental disorder

that was out of her control.

We were
expecting schizophrenia.

We were expecting something.

We were expecting her to say,
"She hears voices.

She's hearing commands
telling her to do this stuff."

So she tells us,
"She's a sociopath.

She does things that you and I
would consider crazy.

But it's a plan.

She knows what she's doing.

She's in control of doing it.

It's not a diagnosis
where she's out of control

and she can really be helped.

She's a sociopath."

That was the first moment from
a clinician that we heard,

"You can't help here."

You're 12 years old
and you're...

You know,
just down the hallway is,

is someone
who's living with you

who actively wants
to harm you. That's very,

That's a very scary feeling.

And I definitely didn't
feel safe around Natalia.

I just was scared.

There was one night,

about two o'clock
in the morning,

we hear a noise.

Kristine nudges me
and wakes me up.

And I jump up,
I go looking for the noise,

can't find it here,
I can't find it there,

I go down the hall
to Natalia's room,
open the door.

It's dark.

She's standing dead-center
in the middle of the room

with a blank look on her face.

"Natalia, what are you doing?"

"I'm waiting."

"Waiting for what?"

"For you to go to sleep."

It was absolutely shocking

to hear that an adopted child

was threatening
the lives of her siblings
and her parents.

I mean, it was really
disturbing to hear.

One night,
asleep in bed,
everything's fine,

I hear a little noise,
I open my eyes,

and Natalia's standing
at the foot of the bed

with a knife in her hand.

What's going on?

How much danger
are we really in here?

Was I about to die?
What Kristine about to die?

Were my kids about to die?

I open my eyes,

and Natalia's standing
at the foot of the bed

with a knife in her hand.

No idea what she's thinking.

No idea what's
going through her head.

I'm frozen.

"Natalia, what are you doing?"

"Nothing."

"Why are you in here?"

"I don't know."

There's just this blank look.

There's no emotion.

There's no feeling
going through her.

It's just this blankness.

"I don't know
what I'm doing here."

"Natalia, put that down
right now."

And she did.

"Natalia, go to your room
right now."

And she did.

But, obviously,
I sat outside her door
for the rest of the night

to make sure
she didn't come out,

she didn't emerge,
something didn't happen.

Knowing that,

that somebody like Natalia

was living two doors down
from me

and has, supposedly,

tried to kill her family,

thinking that there's a killer
in my neighborhood

is mind-blowing,

just mind-blowing.

You think you know everybody.

You've lived here for so long.

You don't know everybody.
You don't know anybody.
You don't know anything.

But it's scary.
It's very scary.

So, we start
going through lots of therapy.

The cat was so heavy,

I couldn't even lift it.

You start going
through plausible deniability.

You start to try
to convince yourself

she wasn't meaning to harm us.

This might seem strange.

We never, ever

said, "Let's take her back."

We thought
we could help things.

We thought
we could improve things.

We wake up one morning and
Natalia is suddenly in happy,

"I wanna be part of
the family" mode again.

And she asks Kristine,
"Is there anything
I can do to help?

You're doing the dishes.
Can I help do the dishes?"

So Kristine says, "Sure.
I'd really appreciate that.

Thank you, Natalia."

So Natalia gets on a stool

and starts rinsing
the dishes off in the sink.

Kristine goes to the other
room for a moment

and she's got a coffee cup
sitting on the counter.

Kristine comes back in.

Kristine screams.

I come racing downstairs.

I see a bottle of Pledge.

I see Kristine's coffee cup,

and Kristine tried to drink it

and instantly tasted Pledge.

Cleaning supplies
had been poured into
Kristine's coffee cup.

Kristine is screaming at her,

"Natalia, why did you
do this?"

And she just says,
plain old, straight out,

"I'm trying to kill you.
I'm trying to poison you."

Yeah, I certainly have that,
uh, instinct now, like, uh,

I can't really
share a drink with someone

unless I've, you know,

seen the surface of it
the entire time.

Well, it's probably
rooted in this fear

that Natalia's coming to,

like, poison us.

I guess I haven't really
figured out a way
to reconcile it,

if I'm being honest.

I'm still working through it.

I think I might need a minute.
I'm sorry.

Natalia,
what are you doing?

What is it?

Why?

Like what thoughts?

What happens
when you have them?