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[folding chair slides]

[videocassette loading]

[feedback buzzing]

- [lights click on] - We have two cameras.

Wow, this looks better than last time.

You can just walk right around over there and take a seat.

[chair scrapes]

Montel Williams had it really, really terrible.

Well, I'm-- I'm glad it feels at least like an improvement for you.

Oh yeah. Yeah.

Okay, all right, I want to start right now with

do you think you belong here?

No. Hm-mm.

- Why? - I'm...

I'm not a serial killer.

I-- I didn't kill these men like everyday profile of a serial killer.

And... and I didn't plan these murders or anything like that.

Why did you kill the men?

Self-defense.

[DA] Do you remember catching a ride with Richard Mallory?

[Aileen] Uh, a vehicle passed, and its headlights went on in the vehicle

and I saw one head, so I felt... all right.

Walked up to the car and, uh, opened the door,

and, uh, I said... "Did you stop for me?"

And he said, "Yeah, are you goin' to Orlando?"

And I said, "No, I'm goin' to Daytona."

And he said, "Oh, wow, your lucky day, man,

'cause I'm goin' all the way to Daytona." [chuckles]

I said, "Oh, wow, this is great." And I got in the car.

Then he asked me how much I charge, and I said...

Said, "30 for head, 35 straight, 40 for half an hour, 100 an hour."

And he said,

"What if I told... told you

I don't have enough money?"

"Richard," I said, "No way."

I said, "I'm not here for my health."

I said, "We made an agreement, and I'm sorry,

but I guess we're gonna have to just call this off."

[DA] Okay.

Tell us what happened after he wrapped the cord around your neck.

So he put the cord around my neck.

And he...

said, "Yes, you are, bitch."

He said, "You're gonna do everything I tell you to do."

"And if you don't, I'mma kill you right now, and I'll fuck you after...

like... just like all the other sluts I've done."

And then he...

Then he said, "It doesn't matter to me."

"Your body...

Your body will still be warm

for my huge...

cock."

And...

I said, he was choking me, and I... I was holdin' it like this.

And he said, "Do you want to die, slut?"

And I just nodded, "No."

And then he said...

"Are you gonna... Are you gonna listen to everything...

everything I have to say,

have you do?"

And I just nodded, "Yes."

[DA] Okay, what happened next?

Then he decide...

He began to start having, uh...

[softly] ...anal sex.

Okay.

And, uh...

He's doing this...

very violent manner.

Movement.

[DA] Were you saying anything to him at that point?

No, I was crying my brains out.

[DA] Was he saying anything to you?

Yes, he was saying he loved to hear me... the pain.

That when I moaned, he loved... to hear my crying.

That it turned him on.

[DA] And what happened next?

He takes the Visine.

He lifts up my legs, and he puts

what turns out to be...

rubbing alcohol in the Visine bottle...

and he sticks some...

up my rectum area.

[breathes deeply]

And that really hurt, really bad

because he tore me up for a while.

And then put some in my vagina...

which really hurt bad.

Then he... walked around to...

back to the driver's seat-- side, and he...

pulls open my nose like this.

Pulls them open, and he...

squirts... rubbing alcohol from the Visine bottle

down my nose.

And he says, "I'm saving your eyes for the grand finale."

He already said he's killed other girls. I got to fight.

I just got to fight for my life.

I sentence you to death for the murder of Troy Burress.

I sentence you to death for the murder of Charles Humphreys.

I sentence you to death for the murder of David Spears.

[gavel bangs]

[Aileen] Thank you.

And, uh...

I'll probably see... I'll be up in heaven while y'all are rottin' in hell.

[judge] There will be an automatic appeal...

Hope they get raped in the ass one of these days.

[judge] Is that gonna be handled by you or the public defender?

Okay. I will appoint the public defender's office to handle the appeal.

May your wife and kids get raped.

- [faint gasps] - Right in the ass.

[judge] There's one other thing I want to say that--

I know I was raped.

Y'all ain't nothin' but a bunch of scum.

Putting someone who was raped to death, you fuckin' motherfucker.

I'm sick and tired of this.

I'll probably get three more death-row sentences,

and then I got to go to Pasco and Dixon for two more, uh, death-row...

How many times you gotta kill me? You know what I mean? This is...

This is bullshit. They don't need to be doing this.

Trying to defile my character, make me look like a monster and deranged,

or something like a Jeffrey Dahmer, which I'm not.

[reporter] Richard Mallory drove her to this secluded area,

and it was here Aileen Wuornos became a killer.

It's so noisy. I don't know how this sounds like a secluded area.

What we... want to get your reaction to today, Lee,

is that we found out some things about Richard Mallory

that were never introduced in court.

[exhales] Wait a minute, man.

[reporter] Okay.

Okay.

Richard Mallory was convicted

of assault with intent to rape.

When was this?

When did he...

What year?

Well, he was actually arrested in 1957. Okay.

He ended up spending ten years

in an institute for criminal sexual deviance.

Well, he had his sexual defunct his whole life, then.

'Cause he was a maniac with me.

[DA] Are you okay?

You didn't touch your chicken.

I don't have much of an appetite. I thought I might.

But they make you make these decisions about things, and I just said, "Okay."

Well, it smells good.

It smells good, but I don't know.

I kind of don't want a full belly when... [scoffs]

- Yeah. - You know what I mean?

Well... [chuckles]

You're gonna be in a better place soon. [chuckles]

Yeah, any place is better than this fuckin' place,

and what I mean by that is planet Earth.

You're gonna be at peace, Aileen.

Finally.

You're gonna see your God. [chuckles]

I'm fine with it.

- Yeah. - Really.

I'm all right with it.

Florida hooker trash.

Nobody once showed me an ounce of kindness, so okay.

Just another woman

put to death for something a man would've gotten away with, you know?

I know. I know.

He would've gotten away with it.

And I'm gettin' put to death.

Oh my God.

That's what I'm gonna ask him.

When I meet my Lord tomorrow,

I'm gonna ask him about that.

[chuckling lightly] You know what I mean?

'Cause we need some motherfuckin' help down here.

[chuckles]

Ain't that for sure. Huh.

Thank you.

It's okay.

[guard] Hey, ma'am.

[DA chuckles]

Fuckin' dick-o. I got nothin' to lose now.

[both chuckle]

Don't... Don't forget about me.

[DA] I would never forget about you.

- [Aileen] I love you forever. [chuckles] - [DA] I love you forever.

[Aileen] I'm lookin' forward to it.

[strap tenses]

[clock ticking]

Meetin' my maker.

Also, that Lizzie Borden.

'Cause she's the one who got away with it.

[curtains opening]

[clock ticking]

I would like to say I'm sailin' with the rock.

And I'll be back.

Like Independence Day with Jesus.

June 6, like the movie.

Big mothership and all. I will be back.

I'll be back.

Hey.

I asked for a song.

"Carnival" by Natalie Merchant.

Can you play that?

Fuckin' love that song.

["Carnival" by Natalie Merchant playing]

- [squeaks] - [streaming]

[flushing]

[squeaking]

[streaming]

[flushing]

[lo-fi recording plays through speakers]

[fidelity sharpens]

? Well, I've walked these streets ?

? A virtual stage ?

? It seemed to me ?

[ticks loudly]

? Makeup on their faces ?

? Actors took their places next to me ?

? Well, I've walked these streets ?

? In a carnival... ?

[song fades out]

[cat yowling]

- [Lizzie] Well, here it is. - [cat mewling]

It's the culmination of all my life's ambitions, really.

That's a shitload of cats, Lizzie.

[Lizzie] Oh, it isn't just cats.

We have a grey wolf named Titus.

A fennec fox and an ocelot.

Hmm.

[whistling screech]

- This is my cockatoo, Lucius. - [Nance] A cockatoo?

[Lizzie] I'm absolutely lousy with alpacas.

[droning grunt]

- The toucan's Francis. - [cheeping]

- [oinks] - A pig named Scout.

- [bleating] - And the goat is Matilda.

- Osage. - [mews]

- [meows] - Choo-choo.

- [mewls] - Cookie.

[various cats meowing]

- Do you want to see Maplecroft? - [softly] I'd love nothing more.

["Stardust" by Hoagy Carmichael playing]

- [overlapping animal calls] - ? When our love was new ?

? And each kiss an inspiration ?

[Nance] Oh, Lizzie, it's resplendent.

[Lizzie] Isn't it?

? Oh, but that was long ago ?

? Now my consolation ?

? Is in the stardust of a song ?

This is the cherry orchard here.

[exhales]

Delicious.

? You are in my arms ?

Can you believe it?

All throughout the house?

All throughout the house.

And we have indoor plumbing.

[gasps softly] Ahh...

? Though I dream in vain ?

[class tinkling]

This is the bar.

[Nance] Yeah.

? My stardust melody ?

? The memory of love's refrain ?

[cat mewls]

[singer whistling tune]

[purring]

[cat meows]

And what do you call it again?

Maplecroft.

It's everything I ever dreamed of, really.

We dreamed of.

Emma and I.

Yes. And how is your sister?

She's well.

She's just resting upstairs before supper.

- [creaking] - [grunting]

Tighter.

Are you sure we shouldn't go a size up?

You're groaning.

[Emma] I said tight!

[groaning]

[strained exhale]

Tie me off!

[exhales shakily]

- [laces tying] - [clears throat]

[jazz music playing]

Miss Borden, you have a party tonight.

Won't the laudanum make you sleepy?

San Francisco is where I really made my name.

[Lizzie] Mm.

The notices positively propelled me to Broadway.

- Then to Europe. - Mm.

- To Egypt. - Mm.

Hawai'i.

Australia.

- Australia? - Hm.

[Nance slurping]

Did you see a kangaroo?

Mm!

Yes, they are enormous rats.

And Lizzie, it was your patronage

that enabled all of it.

Traveling first class, accommodation worthy of a star.

And I owe it all to you.

[chuckles softly]

But Lizzie...

Lizzie, I'm not meant for the stage.

I'm far too subtle.

The nuance of my acting, well...

Simply put, it's...

lost in an auditorium.

The stage, if you can believe it, it's...

simply not my medium.

What is?

[clicking, whirring]

Behold, Lizzie!

[Lizzie] It's breathtaking.

[chuckles softly]

[Nance] See, I say far more with a look than any soliloquy.

This is where I wish to make my fortune.

In motion pictures.

This is where you come in.

The Fox Film Corporation is in Fort Lee, New Jersey.

That's where I'm moving.

But I have to be perceived in a certain way.

I can't be... [puffs] ...rolling up hat in hand like some tramp.

No. [puffs]

I have to be showing up on Mr. Fox's doorstep

with a certain air about me.

One of stardom.

One of wealth.

So you need more money.

Quite a bit more, if you don't mind me saying.

But, you know... of course, you'll see a return for the investment.

You know?

And I'd really like you to press that point

with your wealthy friends this evening.

No reason not to let them in on the opportunity now, is there?

No.

[jazz music playing]

[Nance] Thank you to my patroness.

And thank you to our hostess for this beautiful evening.

Hear, hear!

Bravo!

How many animals do you have, Miss Borden?

Over 200.

[belches]

Does that include your sister?

[man clears throat]

[chuckles politely] No, no.

She's all right.

[glass clinking]

I'd like to propose a toast.

That's a wonderful idea, Emma.

[chair scrapes, clatters]

How would you like to toast Miss O'Neil?

Oh no, not her.

That scenery-chewing ham actress.

You couldn't act your way out of a burlap sack.

I can, and I have.

Emma.

[chuckles politely]

[slurping]

[tsks] Um...

What am I doing here?

[man clears throat]

You were invited, of course.

No, I mean literally.

That's what you're all asking yourselves.

Why didn't she just leave?

We split our father's fortune after all, after his untimely death.

Emma.

I tried to leave.

[rapid slurping]

But it turns out the surname Borden can be a bit of an albatross.

No respectable family will rent to one, let alone allow their son to marry one.

And what was I to do?

Marry a servant?

Mmph...

No.

So, what's a girl to do but turn to drink and the demon poppy?

[utensils clinking]

[sighs]

And the truth is, I made a promise.

To our dear mother.

She made me promise to protect you, Lizzie.

To look after you.

And God knows I have.

But look at you.

You took the blood money you thought you were owed

and bought a mansion with it that you never leave.

You divorced the real world, and now your only friends are servants.

So... [chuckles]

To you, my dear sister, my albatross.

Not content to ruin your own life, you've ruined mine.

I have no husband, no beau, and I live in this prison of notoriety

and watch you throw away our money

on a pig-shit actress and cats who mostly hate you.

[scoffs]

To this gilded cage.

[laughs weakly]

Excuse me, ma'am.

[door slams shut]

- [throat clears] - [slurping]

Well, this shrimp gel�e is doing a dicky dance on my stomach.

I should... go take care of that.

Have a lie down.

[chair scraping]

Take the first train out to New Jersey in the morning.

Shall we retire to the parlor?

[quiet chatter]

[clicking, whirring]

[static hisses]

[announcer] "Barn Dance" from Florodora

by the Peerless Orchestra, Edison record.

[light orchestral music plays]

So... who did it,

Miss Borden?

Beg your pardon?

Who killed your mother and father?

Oh, come on.

Everyone here is asking themselves the same thing.

[woman] Hm.

Who do you think did it, Miss Borden?

[music stops]

[clicking]

Well, to my mind,

there are three strong theories that make sense.

Some think it was a Portuguee.

[mysterious music plays]

The one who was arrested for killing Bertha Manchester.

Some people think he went into the house to steal Mrs. Borden's ear bobs.

- Ah! - [grunts]

[speaking in Portuguese]

[man shouting]

[Lizzie] Of course, there's my uncle.

He just happened to alight back onto the scene

in time for his brother-in-law and his wife to be murdered.

Hello, John.

Andrew.

[whooshing]

[wet crack]

[thudding]

[Lizzie] No one's spoken to him since.

And then, of course, there is the rumor that my father had an...

how do you say...

[creaking]

...illegitimate son.

Andrew Borden?

- Yes. - [unsettling music rises]

I'm your bastard son.

I'm here to murder you both.

Hm.

[music peaks and fades]

[dissonant notes resonating]

But none of these theories have any evidence.

So that's what they'll remain forever.

Theories.

[purring]

[woman] But what do you think?

Who do you think did it?

["Lizzie Borden" piano notes play slowly]

It's just a random act of violence.

No motive.

Someone just...

walked into my family's house and killed my dear parents.

- [splattering] - [breathing heavily]

With an axe.

["Opening" by Philip Glass playing]

[doors creaking]

[indistinct chattering]

[elegant piano music continues]

[buzzing radiates]

Pardon me.

I must retire.

But please feel free to stay.

[thudding]

[music halts]

["Opening" by Philip Glass resumes]

[Maggie] 415 days.

[music fades out]

[Lizzie breathes deeply]

How is it?

- Montana? - Hm.

It's nothing. It's...

For as long as I could remember, I dreamed of having a place.

[serene music playing]

A plot of land to myself.

I've been running around long enough.

I tried to put down some roots.

But all I owned was my loneliness.

I don't know anymore.

[sizzling]

[wind whistling]

[fork scraping]

[melancholy music rises]

- [creaking] - [hoarse grunting]

[creaking]

[door slams]

[pigs snorting]

[creaking]

[breathes shakily]

I feel like I don't know who I am anymore.

Like I don't have a life anymore.

Your life is here with me.

[exhales softly]

One, two days here, Lizzie.

That's...

That's nothing. That's not a life.

[music turns gentle]

[exhales deeply]

What choice do we have?

[kisses]

[softly] I'm sorry.

Hey.

[music fades out]

- You know what we could do? - Hm?

[Maggie] I brought it with me.

[unsettling music builds]

"Fate had cornered the Countess."

"And now she was paying for her crimes."

- [thunder rumbling] - [indistinct clamoring]

[man speaking in Hungarian]

[people exclaiming]

[thunder rumbling]

[music turns ominous]

[protesting in Hungarian]

[straining]

[deep rumbling]

[Elizabetta panting]

- [grunting] - [cuffs clanking]

[grunts]

[sniffs, huffs]

[chains clinking]

[loud rattling]

[grim notes resonating]

[stones scraping]

[stones clattering]

[exclaiming softly]

[stones scraping]

[gasps softly]

- [exclaims] - [stone clatters]

[Elizabetta shouts]

[shouting continues]

[sharp cry]

[loud shout]

[shrill scream]

- [dull thudding] - [muffled grunt]

- [cracking] - [stones clattering]

[melancholy music rises]

[men coughing]

[coughs]

I'm walled in.

[music fades]

It's dawn. I have to leave.

[soft somber music plays slowly]

[music fades]

[various cats meowing]

[clock ticking]

[humming tune]

[caterwauling]

Mushie!

Mushie!

Stop pestering your sisters.

- [Lizzie clicking tongue] - [mewling]

[groaning]

[overlapping cat calls]

[purring]

[drawer scraping]

- [distant bells tolling] - [exhales shakily]

[telephone ringing]

- [ringing continues] - [cat meowing]

[metallic creaking]

[chuckling] What's this?

Trick or treat!

What are you doing? What is this?

[girl] It's All Hallows' Eve.

- [boy 1] I'm a ghoul. - [boy 2] I'm a monster.

Give us a treat, or we'll trick you.

[kids giggling and laughing]

Who are you supposed to be?

What are you dressed up as?

- I'm you. - [kids laugh]

[grunts]

[piercing scream]

- [scream resonating] - [high-pitched ringing]

[echoing gasp]

[soft whimpering]

[unsettling tones rise and fade]

[slow creaking]

[muffled thumping]

[overlapping street chatter]

[girls chant] Forty whacks! Forty whacks!

- [girls giggling] - Forty whacks! Forty whacks!

[door squeaks]

[door shuts]

Beg your pardon?

Do you know who I am?

Yes.

Well...

I demand you stop selling any book about me in your store.

Why?

They're full of lies.

Then sue the authors for libel.

I always took the fact that you hadn't as... an admission of a sort.

Of what sort?

[scoffs]

Fine, I'll buy them.

Every book.

Every copy, I'll buy them.

Miss Borden.

I can't control what's written about you.

And I certainly can't control the appetite there is to read about you.

You're certainly happy to profit off of it.

Very much so.

And you sell well, Miss Borden.

I'd content myself with that fact if I were you.

You've wealth and notoriety.

Most people would kill for as much.

Good day, Miss Borden.

[low tense music plays]

[door creaks open]

[creaks shut]

- [unsettling music rises] - [overlapping street chatter]

- [boy 1] Guys, look what I have. - [boy 2] Did you get an apple?

[girls] ? Lizzie Borden took an axe ?

? Gave her mother 40 whacks ?

? When she saw what she had done ?

? She gave her father 41 ?

? Lizzie Borden took an axe ?

? Gave her mother 40 whacks... ?

[unsettling music fades slowly]

[exhales gently]

[sobs softly]

[inhales sharply, hesitates]

[sighs, sniffs]

Fun day in town, it looks like.

I don't understand. Why are there children dressed like me?

You're the boogeyman now, sister.

Congratulations.

[shaky breath]

Where are you going?

I don't know yet.

But I don't much care.

All I know is I'm not coming back here.

I was wrong about this house, Lizzie.

It's not a cage.

It's a tomb.

And if I don't leave now, I'll die in here.

Mother will have to forgive me for my breaking my promise to her.

[softly] I think she will.

I know you'll never admit it to me.

But I hope that on your deathbed, you admit what you did.

[softly] If only to God.

Goodbye, sister.

[crying quietly]

[melancholy music plays]

[wind whistling]

[birds chirping]

[sloshing]

- [mooing] - [splashing]

[horse neighs]

[door creaks]

You're home early.

Floor needs sweepin'.

I didn't get to it yet.

You said you'd re-shingle the roof.

It's leakin'.

How dare you complain about this house?

I paid for this.

How did you pay for it?

Where'd that money come from?

[chair creaking]

Where'd you come from?

You can ask me one thousand times, and I will never tell you.

[exhales sharply]

[creaking]

[spits]

I want my supper.

[distant animal call]

[pig snorts]

[light music rises slowly]

[snoring gently]

[grunts softly]

[snorts, gasps]

[grim music plays]

What are you doin'?

I was going to kill you.

But now, I'm... just standing here thinking.

What am I doing here?

Why did I marry you?

I think I was going to...

I was trying to hide in the life of a woman of...

of what women are supposed to want.

Or maybe I thought you were different than other men.

Or maybe that you were going to change and become kind.

But men...

aren't kind, are they?

Because they're too fearful to be kind.

They are afraid of women.

Aren't you?

[shakily] Aren't I what?

[Maggie] Afraid of women.

Just say it.

Just admit

that you're afraid of strong women.

And I will walk away, and you can have it all.

The land and everything on it.

- Just say it. - [quietly] Yes.

[Maggie] Yes what?

[panting] Yes, I'm...

[trembling] I'm afraid of strong...

[breathlessly] ...wom...

[weakly] ...wom...

women.

[grim music intensifies]

[screams]

[shuddering whimper]

- [music fades] - [trembling breath]

[panting]

[ring plinking]

- [breathing shakily] - [grim music fades out]

[bell ringing]

[doors creaking]

Hello, Lizzie.

[cat yowls slowly]

[jaunty music playing in background]

It's Lizbeth now.

Arthella, we have a visitor.

Would you take her bags upstairs, please?

Thank you.

[cat meows]

Arthella strikes me as a marvelous servant.

[cat mews]

I think Madame Lizbeth is going to double your raise.

What are you doing? You can't do that.

Yes, I can. You're living off the fruits of our labor.

- Maggie. - What we did together.

Maggie, keep your voice down, please.

Maybe...

Let's go outside. Let's talk in private.

No.

I'm coming through the door, and I'm going to stay.

- [Lizzie chuckles] - [Maggie] Hmm.

[chuckling softly]

- Ooh! - [laughing]

[Lizzie] You know, I've never told anyone.

No one, Maggie.

I've been insisting for so long that something didn't happen.

[sighs]

Sometimes it feels like I'm still that young girl

who did something she can't admit to anyone.

[Maggie sighs]

- Do you regret it? - No.

No.

Do you?

I can't change it.

[Maggie sighs]

[exhales]

- I wish I could make peace with it. - Then make peace with it.

Confess to your maker.

You have to forgive yourself. I... I know you, Lizzie.

You have to.

You have to move on

before you can change your life.

I know you can.

[Lizzie exhales deeply]

[birds singing]

[melancholy music playing]

[Lizzie] Heavenly Father...

[sobs quietly]

...I'm asking for your forgiveness.

I did a terrible thing.

And I had my reasons.

But I have deep regret.

All I can do now is ask for your forgiveness, Lord.

And for theirs.

Let me make something of my life, please.

If you're there, please show me a sign.

If you're listening,

please grant me your grace.

[soaring string music builds steadily]

[inhales sharply]

[bird squawking]

[music fades]

[various birds singing all around]

[gentle piano music plays]

Okay?

Let's make it mean something.

["The March of the Women" playing]

? Shout, shout, up with your song ?

? Cry with the wind For the dawn is breaking ?

? March, march, swing you along ?

? Wide blows our banner... ?

[Maggie] There's a movement afoot in this country right now.

And it's all women.

The right to vote.

That's what we should be fighting for.

? "Lo!" they call And glad is their word ?

? Forward! Hark how it swells ?

? Thunder of freedom The voice of the Lord ?

? Long, long, we in the past ?

? Cowered in dread From the light of heaven ?

? Strong, strong, stand we at last ?

? Fearless in faith And with sight now given ?

? Strength with its beauty ?

- Long, long, we in the past... - ? Life with its duty ?

? Hear the voice Oh, hear and obey ?

? These, these, beckon us on! ?

? Open your eyes to the glare of day ?

We are not begging. We are demanding.

The Constitution of the United States does not belong to man alone.

? Comrades, ye who have dared ?

? First in the battle To strive and sorrow ?

? Scorned, spurned Nought have ye cared ?

? Raising your eyes to a wider morrow ?

? Ways that are weary Days that are dreary ?

? Toil and pain by faith ye have borne ?

? Hail, hail, victors ye stand ?

? Wearing the wreath That the brave have worn ?

- Miss Borden! - Miss Borden!

- Miss Borden. - Please.

[man] What would your father say about all this, Miss Borden?

If he was still alive, that is.

I'm sure he'd have a thing or two to say about all this.

But I can tell you my mother and my stepmother

would be right up here cheering with us.

? Firm in reliance Laugh in defiance ?

? Laugh in hope For sure is the end ?

? March, march, many as one ?

? Shoulder to shoulder And friend to friend ?

[song ends]

Miss Borden... can we join you?

Of course.

Our husbands hate that we're here, but we pay them no mind. [chuckles]

[protestors] ? Hurrah! Hurrah! We bring the jubilee! ?

? Hurrah, hurrah... ?

[doorbell ringing]

Telegram for Lizbeth Borden.

- Thank you. - Ma'am.

[solemn music playing]

[cats meowing]

[indistinct chattering]

[chattering dies down]

[hushed whispering]

[room falls silent]

It passed!

[all exclaiming]

[cheers and applause]

Rebecca, would you get the champagne?

[excited chatter]

[cheering]

[protestors singing]

- [chuckles] - [sighs heavily]

[Maggie laughs]

See? Remember?

I told you, one day we'll drink champagne.

[protestors] ? Hurrah, hurrah! ?

[chuckles]

? Hurrah, hurrah! ?

[Maggie sighs]

[excited chatter continues]

[protestors] ? Give the ballot to the Mothers ?

["Mariar" by Miss Clarice Vance playing]

? There's a gal with charming manner Who has won my heart away ?

? She's a dream from Indiana Just as fresh as new-mulled hay! ?

? Mariar! Mariar! You set my heart on fire! ?

? It's you I most desire Of all the gals around! ?

? Oh Mariar-riar-riar Of your love I'll never tire ?

? For there's not a higher flyer Than Mariar in the Town! ?

[suffragette] Can you believe it? Women are finally free.

[static fades into hi-fi sound]

["Carnival" by Natalie Merchant plays]

? Well, I've walked these streets ?

? In a carnival ?

? Of sights to see ?

? All the cheap thrill-seekers ?

? The vendors and the dealers ?

? They crowded around me ?

- ? Have I been blind? ? - [static crackling]

[lo-fi] ? Have I been lost? ?

? Inside myself and my own mind? ?

? Hypnotized, mesmerized ?

? By what my eyes have seen ?

[fluorescent lights buzzing]

? Well, I've walked these streets ?

? In a spectacle of wealth and poverty ?

[music stops]

[low thrum]

The fuck you doin' here?

[dreamily] We're here to take you to the next place.

Well...

Where are you takin'...

[exhales tearfully]

I don't have to be scared, do I?

[crying] Because there's shit I've done I'm really sorry for.

No, don't be. No, no, no, no.

Don't be scared.

You're going someplace safe.

You swear it?

[Lizzie] Yes.

All is forgiven.

All is understood.

At last.

Thank you.

[softly] Thank you.

Come with us now.

It's time.

- [door creaking slowly] - ["Carnival" resumes amplified]

[Natalie Merchant vocalizing]

? Have I been blind? ?

? Blind ?

? Have I been lost? ?

? Lost ?

? Have I been? ?

- ? Have I been wrong? ? - ? Have I been wrong? ?

- ? Have I been wise? ? - ? Have I been wise? ?

? Have I been strong? ?

Fuckin' love this song.

? Have I been hypnotized... ?

[man] Can someone shut that off?

- [static hisses] - [music cuts out]

[monotone flatline]

Time of death, 9:47 a.m.

Pick it up, guys. Let's go.

[door creaking]

[curtains scraping]

- [clock ticking] - [monotone flatline droning]

[clock stops]

[flatline stops]

["I Know" by Fiona Apple playing]

? So be it, I'm your crowbar ?

? If that's what I am so far ?

? Until you get out of this mess ?

? And I will pretend ?

? That I don't know of your sins ?

? Until you are ready to confess ?

? But all the time ?

? All the time ?

? I'll know ?

? I'll know ?

? And you can use my skin ?

? To bury secrets in ?

? And I will settle you down ?

? And at my own suggestion ?

? I will ask no questions ?

? While I do my thing in the background ?

? But all the time ?

? All the time ?

? Oh, I'll know ?

[song fades]

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