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CYNTHIA: (still screaming) Do you want to know who it was?
Huh? Do you really want to know who it was?
MOTHER: Stop screaming.
CYNTHIA: (in tears) I'll tell you who it was. It was your
fucking husband, that's who it was.
(The MOTHER is stunned for a second and then
launches herself at CYNTHIA, slapping wildly.
CYNTHIA tries to shield herself with her hands.
BECKY comes running in.)
MOTHER: You lying little bitch. How dare you.
CYNTHIA: I'm not lying. It's true.
(BECKY runs up to her MOTHER and tries to drag
her off CYNTHIA.)
BECKY: Stop! Stop! Please stop it!
MOTHER: I don't believe you. You're just saying that to
destroy me.
CYNTHIA: (on her knees) Mum I'm not. I don't want to hurt
you.
BECKY: (crying) You're both scaring me.
MOTHER: All you've tried to do since I married him is hurt
us. You're a vindictive little bitch. I can't
believe you'd sink so low.
CYNTHIA: (still on her knees, crying) You're wrong. I've
never wanted to hurt you. But it's true. He
even made me go on the pill so nothing would happen
but
I forgot and missed a few days.
MOTHER: Don't you try and tear me down just after I've
found my feet again. I don't believe you, I don't
believe you!
CYNTHIA: You just don't want to believe me.
MOTHER: Get out of my house! Get out!
CYNTHIA: Fine. (rising) Becky, come here.
(BECKY starts to move towards CYNTHIA but her
MOTHER grabs her arm and holds her back.)
MOTHER: You're not taking Becky with you.
CYNTHIA: I'm not going to leave her here.
MOTHER: And I'm not going to let you drag her down
with you.
