What happened in that house?
Dolores.
Hell's bells.
Look who's up.
l'm wet.
What else is new?
How long this time?
Since you last made sense? About two days, l guess.
Just leave me wet, don't you?
When l'm not thinking straight enough to keep on you.
That's what you do...
...isn't it?
Yeah, it's a regular party around here when you're snoozin'.
Where's my china pig?
There's only 200 of them around. Which one you want?
Are you being smart?
No, Vera. lf l'd been smart, l'd have done workin' for you a long time ago.
Let's see what you got left.
Goddamn it! Are you gonna sit here and marinade in it? Come on.
You're gonna get on this fanny pan one way or another.
Come on.
There we go.
Your chariot awaits, Your Highness.
Now hold on with your good arm.
Hold on this time.
Push with your good leg.
l don't know why you make me do this.
l hate this nightgown.
Your days of silk and satin are over, Vera.
From now on it's wash 'n' wear.
You're poisoning me...
...aren't you, Dolores?
Slow...
...but sure.
That's what you're doing.
No, ma'am.
When l get ready to settle your hash, l won't bother with poison.
l'll just shove you out the window. There'll be one less smelly bitch in the world.
Don't we have a hair...
...across our ass today.
Dolores Claiborne.
l want my china pig!
Get off your royal duff and go over there and get it.
We both know you can do it.
Do you good.
You need the exercise.
What l need...
...is someone who'll do as they're told!
Don't go too far, Vera.
l'll go as far...
...as l damn well want!
Yes.
l will!
lf this...
...is what's going to pass as living...
...l'll damn well say what l want!
''Oh, this little piggy had champagne.
''This little piggy ate beans.''
l'll fix you some tea. You'll feel better.
No!
l won't.
l won't feel better.
l never will.
l'll never feel better again.
Oh, my God.
What the hell are you doing?
Get out of my way, Dolores.
Where do you think you're going?
What in God's name has gotten into you?
Let go of me, Dolores!
Leave me go!
Oh, my God.
Don't try to talk.
l'm going to go call the doctor.
No doctor.
No hospital.
You're gonna be all right, Vera.
You just lie still, don't move.
You're gonna be fine.
Dolores Claiborne says l'm gonna be fine.
What a relief it is...
...to have a professional opinion.
Why?
Why'd you do this, Vera?
-Why? -Because...
...l hate...
...the smell of being old.
l'm tired...
...and l want to be done.
Will you help me, Dolores?
Will you please...
...help me die?
Don't let me die in some hospital.
Kill me now.
lf you really want to help me...
...please hurry.
Dolores, got a certified letter here.
You don't believe me, do you?
You think l killed her.
What l think doesn't mean shit.
lt's the rest of the world you better start worrying about.
l made a list of attorneys.
These are all the big muscle firms in New York.
Now, it could take a couple of days, that's why on Monday...
...you're not gonna say a word.
Take it.
ln case you missed it, l'm trying to help you.
You think l give a fiddler's fuck what anybody else says about me?
Oh, Jesus.
lt's you.
What you think is the only thing left that's important.
l can't send you to prison.
You think that's the end of the world?
Gory, that'd be a relief.
Sit and sleep...
...three meals served every day.
Maybe you're just happier being miserable. ls that it?
ls that it, Mother?
lf it makes it easier for you.
Vera's a bitch. She's abusive, she's mean, she's cheap.
Why not leave?
Why not just walk?
Like they do in New York?
Someone hurts me...
...l leave.
Believe me, l learned that a long time before l got to New York.
l'm not the one that hurt you.
What is that supposed to mean?
You're blaming him?
ls that what we're into now?
He was a drunk.
Barely got out of his own way.
Fine...
...maybe he hit you.
l don't remember it.
You don't seem to remember much of anything.
But then, he's not exactly around to defend himself, is he?
You honest to God don't remember, do you?
Look.
Here's the goddamn list.
You do what you want with it.
That's why you're so unsettled, ain't it?
Unsettled?
Don't you mean ''boogery,'' Mother?
lf you're attempting some sort of meaningful analysis...
...perhaps we'd best define our terms.
lt's a cornerstone of critical thinking...
...communicating with an agreed upon vocabulary.
Go have another drink.
No, l've had my fun for the night.
You sit down right this minute and you can just stow that Vassar shit.
We're gonna sit down at this table, you and me...
...and we're gonna have us a drink.
When we're through....
When l'm through...
...you can run upstairs and take whichever of those little pills makes you feel the best.
Don't say a goddamn word.
Before you get too deep in that to make sense...
...take a look at her report card.
l saw it.
So what?
Everybody slips now and then.
Can l be excused?
Not till you tell me how an honor roll student...
...who skips the whole seventh grade...
...goes from straight A's to C's and D's in two semesters.
Will you leave her alone already?
lt's not like you were some great genius at school.
No, Claiborne wasn't even born in a hospital, for Christ's sake.
May l please be excused?
No, you may not.
Yes, you may. Go right ahead, dear.
Thanks a lot.
You better learn to stow it.
You'll drive her right out the door.
Mom, what are you doing here?
Thought you and l might ride back on the ferry together. You mind company?
Beautiful, ain't it?
You used to be beautiful too.
Why ain't you anymore?
When was the last time you washed your hair?
lt's drugs, ain't it?
You've changed.
You're 13 years old, you're smoking pot.
Where do you get it from? How long's it been going on?
l don't do drugs, Mother.
Whatever trouble you're in won't change my love for you.
l can't begin to help you out of it till you tell me the truth.
Are you pregnant?
Get real.
You want to end up like me? Dumb and stuck?
Think l push you so hard in school to stay in a uniform...
...and clean up after people your whole life? ls that what you want?
l'm not pregnant.
Then....
What is it? What the hell's going on with you?
-Leave me alone. -l'm not gonna leave you alone.
We'll ride the ferry back and forth all day till you tell me...
...what's wrong.
Leave me be!
-Why won't you talk to me? -Don't touch me!
What?
Stop it!
l got you.
Get off of me!
What is the matter with you?
Talk to me!
Where did you get this?
What're you doin'?
This is your grandma St. George's cameo.
-lt's mine. -What did you do?
Did you go in your father's closet?
Oh, Mom, please....
-Selena, did you steal this? -Let go and give it. lt's mine.
Oh, my God.
As you can see, Mrs. St. George...
...this account's been closed out by your husband.
How can that be?
That's my life savings. How can that be when l got the passbook right here?
You see, Mrs. St. George, that is...
...was what we call a custodial savings account.
That means either parent can countersign and make a withdrawal.
This doesn't show any withdrawals.
How'd he get the money without the goddamn passbook?
Mrs. St. George...
...if l could ask you to keep your voice down.
According to this, your husband stated, ''Passbook was lost.''
He asked to be issued a new one.
lt's common enough.
Common be damned. l opened this account!
Who the hell do you think put the money in the bank to begin with?
Please, Mrs. St. George.
l'm sorry, but l assure you that what we did was not only legal...
...but standard bank practice.
Maybe it's legal and maybe it ain't.
l can't believe standard bank practice means you don't make...
...one single goddamn phone call...
...to the person whose name and number is on this account.
l'm very sorry--
You say you're sorry once again, l'll kick your butt till you look like a hunchback.
Lydia.
lt's 'cause l'm a woman, ain't it?
lf l'd been the one passing off a fairy story how l'd lost the passbook...
...and asked for a new one....
lf l'd been the one who started drawing out what took 1 1 years to put in...
...you would have called Joe.
Well....
l suppose it's one of two things.
Either he's buried it in a mason jar in the backyard, or else...
...he opened up a new account.
Mr. Pease....
l know you don't have to tell me, but l'm hoping you'll think for a moment...
...about the grief and heartache you could have saved me by making just one call.
l'm asking you to please tell me whether he's opened a new account here...
...or if l've gotta start digging holes around my house.
As soon as the luncheon silver is clean, l want the guest rooms aired out.
l'll want to go over the linens for the daybeds in the study...
...and the sun room.
No, Joy, l don't like those colors together. Change them.
Dolores, did you check on the flowers?
Must you look so trod-upon, Dolores?
ln 36 hours you will have the uniquely thrilling experience...
...of standing at the epicenter of a total solar eclipse.
l've got guests traveling 800 miles for something all you need to do is look....
Did you see Dolores?
As soon as the caterers arrive, l want you to make sure they have everything needed.
l've made a list.
l want no last-minute frantic runs to Jonesport.
Do you hear me?
Would you put on some tea?
-Are we quite finished? -l'm sorry, Mrs. Donovan. l truly am.
''Vera.''
l insist that all women who have hysterics in my drawing room...
...call me by my Christian name.
So, enlighten me, Dolores.
What turns a stone-hard woman like you into the blubbering mess l see before me?
Joe stole my money.
l went to close out my account....
lt was money l'd been saving for Selena.
Three thousand dollars. l went to get it out and it was gone.
Well, don't look to me, Dolores.
All my money's tied up in cash.
Planning on playing the stock market, were you?
l was going to leave.
l was going to take Selena away with me tonight before he gets back.
Well....
lsn't that dramatic.
And why, exactly, are we running away?
Well, go on, Dolores.
Perhaps it's not as bad as it seems.
Give it to me. lt's mine!
Oh, my God.
lt's your father, ain't it? He's been at you, hasn't he?
What are you talking about?
-What's he done to you? -Nothing!
-He's been touchin' you, hasn't he? -No!
What's he done to you?
You've gotta tell me the truth. lt's important.
Leave me alone!
You bitch!
You crazy old lying bitch!
You're a fucking psychotic.
-You think l'd make up something like this? -This actually comes to you?
-How can you not remember? -l remember you hitting him!
That l remember.
l remember the blood on his face, the drinking, the fighting, but this?
-You're not responsible. -Mackey's right. You are dangerous.
-Fuck you! -You gotta believe me.
No, l don't.
Don't try and stop me.
l'm going to the hotel.
Mrs. Devereaux needs extra help for the eclipse.
-l'll be back in a few days. -We talked about this.
l don't care what we talked about.
l don't want to be here when you talk to Dad about your crazy ideas.
Come back here right now!
Just leave me alone!
For 12 hours sleep, you don't look so good.
l need to be in Arizona.
lt's a big story and l need it.
l know.
l packed your things.
You had stuff lyin' around.
Coffee's on the stove.
What is it?
lt's Detective Mackey's report. Here.
l don't want it.
How remarkably brave, Mother.
l'll make some calls.
You'll have your phone turned on tomorrow.
l'll take the report.
l'm gonna fax it to a lawyer.
You can expect a call tomorrow.
And when you talk to that lawyer, Mother...
...you damn well better do what he says.
You'll miss your ferry.
You want to hang yourself?
Go into that inquest tomorrow and start shooting your mouth off.
l'm sorry, Mother.
''Sometimes being a bitch is the only thing a woman has to hold onto.''
Shit!
l hope l'm doing this right, 'cause l never worked one of these before.
Don't these Japanese make the cunningest little gadgets?
You're sleeping now, Selena...
...but l know when you get up, you're gonna leave.
By the time you hear this, l figure you're in Arizona.
By now it's all been said and done.
You can forget about the lawyer.
l'm gonna go down tomorrow and talk to those people and...
...l ain't makin' a stink about it no more.
l'm telling you now what l'm gonna tell them.
l just thought you ought to hear it firsthand, is all.
How far has he gone, Dolores?
She says it ain't never happened.
And she screamed and cried and denied it so bad, l know it's true.
l should've....
The way she's been acting around him, l should've known it sooner.
My God.
How far has he gone?
He wasn't always like this.
When we started out it wasn't a dream come true--
Has he fucked her?
l don't know.
But if he hasn't, he's gonna soon enough.
He's working the boats. He'll be back tomorrow.
That money....
l was gonna use that $3,000 to get us as far away from here as possible.
And how far is that, Dolores?
Jonesport? Bangor?
You've never been more than 50 miles away from this island in your life.
How long do you think it would take him to find you?
lt's a depressingly masculine world we live in, Dolores.
Maybe l'm wrong.
What if you're right?
Husbands die every day, Dolores.
Why...
...one is probably dying right now, while you're sittin' here weeping.
They die...
...and leave their wives their money.
l should know, shouldn't l?
Sometimes they're driving home from their mistress's apartment...
...and their brakes suddenly fail.
An accident, Dolores...
...can be an unhappy woman's best friend.
Don't you just love the bossa nova?
l found them in New York. l just had to have them.
Hi, how are you?
There's a buzzer going off in the kitchen. You'd better check it.
l'm sorry, Mrs. Donovan. We're going as fast as we can.
Oh, please.
Everything's charming.
l heard on the radio they're callin' for rain.
Oh, don't worry.
l'll have my eclipse.
l'm sending you home, Dolores.
You've done a wonderful job and it's all under control.
l want you to go and share this remarkable experience with your husband.
He will be back, won't he?
l suppose so.
l've got you two eclipse viewers and two reflector boxes.
l thought you and Joe might like them.
l can't.
Sometimes, Dolores...
...sometimes you have to be a high-riding bitch...
...to survive.
Sometimes...
...being a bitch...
...is all a woman has to hang onto.
Thank you, Vera.
Now, go on home.
Pam and Sheila can clean up.
Remember...
...eclipse at 5:00.
l wouldn't miss this for the world.
l got some binoculars. l'm going to find myself a good spot.
Come on!
You sorry piece of shit.
What the hell are you doing back?
Got the afternoon off.
Welcome home to you too.
Don't start with me, Dolores.
Where's Selena?
She's working at the hotel.
Looks like you bought out the whole store.
What's all this?
A present to celebrate the eclipse.
Eclipse, shit.
l've been feeling so good lately, l thought l'd share some of my happiness.
What do you got to feel happy about?
Well, Jesus Christ.
You don't want it?
l can always pour it down the sink.
Vera sent us some thingamajigs to watch the eclipse.
Yeah, like l give a shit.
l don't want to fight with you.
Let's just try and enjoy the day.
That won't be hard.
That crowd. Looks like D-Day.
Look at them.
The whole goddamn island's out there.
l hope it rains.
Hope it comes down so hard it drowns them all.
What the hell has gotten into you?
Ain't nothing gonna happen any more than a thunderhead going across the sun.
Eat up, Joe, before the flies beat you to it.
Okay, here we go.
Hey, Dee!
lsn't this what all of you and all the rest of them fools been waiting for?
Better get your butt out here.
Goddamn.
She's disappearing, all right.
l got another surprise for you.
Did somebody invent a pill that'll cure ugly?
You know the money in Selena's bank account?
Yeah, well, what about it?
You took it.
Don't you look sour.
-l guess it is pretty funny, ain't it? -Yeah.
l fooled you right and proper, didn't l?
You fooled me about a lot of things, Joe...
...but l guess l finally caught up with you.
You already spent $500 of it.
What'd it go for, Joe?
Poker?
Beer?
There you go, selling me short.
lt was set aside for school.
You blew all our money, you might as well run through hers, while you're at it.
Ah, school, shit.
You can't even wipe your ass for three grand these days.
l spent the day with the people at the bank.
lt turns out you weren't supposed to do that.
Lie to them.
Make them break their rules.
What did you go and do?
l got all that money given right back to me in cash.
All but the $500 you pissed away.
So you can just go and fuck yourself.
That is if you can get that limp old noodle of yours to stand up.
l told you what would happen if you wouldn't leave off being fresh with me!
Didn't l?
You believe me now, do you?
Yes. Yes, Joe!
Oh, my God.
Look at that.
A star.
You'll see plenty of them if you don't start tellin' me where that money is.
Right now!
l buried it...
...in the yard.
Out by the field.
Let's just go get it back where it belongs, why don't we?
Believe you me, there better be every last cent of it.
You'd better save the big talk for your pals at the barber shop!
l wonder if they're gonna think you're such a stud...
...when they find out the only ass you can get your hands on...
...belongs to your 13-year-old daughter!
-l don't know what you're talking about. -Really?
Then how come you look like the devil just grabbed them little raisins you call balls?
She's a liar. She's a little liar.
And a goddamn tease.
How could you do it, Joe?
After everything l did for her...
...she's mouthing off like that, telling lies like....
When she gets back l'm gonna get my belt.
l'm gonna get my belt.
The only thing you're gonna get is a long stretch in Shawshank Prison...
...for child molesting!
Goddamn bitch!
The more you run, the worse it's gonna be.
Get off me!
You're gonna get your payback now, bitch.
And it's gonna cost you more than money!
You're mine now!
Give me your hand before l fall all the way in, please!
Help me before l fall all the way in, goddamn it!
You don't know what you're doing.
Where are you going?
Oh, God, what're you doing? Dee, come on!
Where are you going? What are you doing?
Please!
You bitch!
l swear, you're gonna die.
Help, somebody!
Somebody help me, please.
Help!
Help, somebody!
-Oh, goddamn it! -Nobody can hear you.
You bitch! Oh, you just better hope l don't get out.
The eclipse lasted six and a half minutes.
They said it was some kind of record.
lt was a hell of a lot more than a thunderhead passing across the sun.
lt was beautiful.
l burned the dress...
...and l dropped the whiskey bottle out near the well.
l started askin' folks if they'd seen Joe off on a bender somewhere.
Other than Detective Mackey showing up and making trouble...
...it was easier than l thought.
That's what happened...
...plain and true.
And l don't care no more who knows it.
l guess all l do care about...
...all l ever cared about...
...is that you're safe and sound.
l lied to you.
And l lied to myself.
Now it's time to pay the piper.
There we go.
One coffee, $1 .
Out of five.
Okay, one coffee, one hot cocoa, that'll be 60 cents.
McCrea, it ain't worth half that.
There you go.
You look cold enough to climb inside a clam shell.
Here, this'll warm you up.
What's the matter, you don't want it?
lt's hot chocolate just for you.
Come on, let's take the top off.
You got that little thing l give you?
Let's have a look at it.
You know, this is very special, Selena.
My mother got it from her mother.
You know, l'm not gonna give it just to anybody.
lt's very special for you, okay, sweetheart?
Here.
Take that.
lt's a very special thing for you.
Your hands cold?
l'm okay.
-Here, give me your hands. -l'm fine.
Nobody's gonna see us, sweetheart.
Here. Come on. Give me your hands.
My cocoa will spill.
Oh, gosh.
l'll buy you another one.
-Come on, let me dry your hands. -All right.
Oh, gosh. Your hand's cold.
l can't.
No, Daddy, please.
Come on, now. You know how to do it. l showed you.
Remember how l showed you? Nobody's gonna see us.
Come on, baby. You remember?
You remember how l showed you?
Please.
Come on.
Come on, that's it.
Oh, that's it.
You're my good girl.
l love you, Selena.
You're my good girl.
You want your change or what?
No. You keep it.
l was gonna kill her, Your Honor.
She tried to do it herself...
...but she was still alive.
She begged me to finish what she started.
l didn't know if l could do it or not.
By the time l got back from the kitchen she was dead.
Just your good luck, l guess.
They tell me you've waived your right to council.
Yes, sir.
l can tell you, l've married people who've brought lawyers with them.
Let's just get this over with.
Before l sign Detective Mackey's report...
...there are a few things l'd like him to clarify for me.
Miss Claiborne...
...l have several witnesses...
...who say they were present when you threatened the life of Vera Donovan.
Now that's true, is it not?
Why don't you just go ahead and ask me what you really want to know?
ln due time, Miss Claiborne. ln due time.
-ls it true you made those threats? -Of course, it's true.
She told you herself on Saturday.
l'm sorry. This is a closed hearing.
The woman sitting over there, the one without a lawyer, that's my mother.
This isn't a trial. l have every right to be here with her.
Selena St. George.
Don't stop. Let's just wrap this up and get back to the mainland.
This report is incomplete. Maybe before you sign off on this--
We're in the middle of a questioning here, Miss St. George.
My mother did not kill Vera Donovan.
That's funny. l've got 30 pages here that says she did.
This thing is totally circumstantial.
l've covered enough courtrooms to know he's got no hard evidence here.
Circumstantial? Samuel Marchant, page 6!
Why don't you tell him what's not in the report?
You've had the whole weekend to get yourself a lawyer.
What is it that's not in the report?
These two women loved each other.
Oh, really?
Now that's something we'd like to hear.
That's something...
...we definitely missed in our investigation...
...isn't it, Frank?
Why don't you tell us about this great mutual affection?
Your personal observations.
How'd they get along when you'd visit?
Christmas, birthdays, holidays...
...whenever you could tear yourself away from your judicial reportage.
Why don't you tell us, Miss St. George?
When was your last visit?
Miss?
Fifteen years ago.
You must have some memory.
These women were together for 22 years.
My mother spent the last 10 years caring for Vera...
...24 hours a day, 365 days a year...
...for $80 a week.
Maybe you oughta quit while you're ahead.
He says they hated each other.
l want to know if you hated each other so much why you stayed together?
There were other jobs...
...better jobs.
Why go through 20 years of hell?
-Why, Mother? -Please, Miss. This is embarrassing.
You're supposed to be a professional, aren't you?
We know l never visited.
Who did?
ln the past few years, who else has been in that house?
Doc Collin came once a month.
Let's not forget Sammy Marchant.
Nobody else gave a damn whether they lived or died.
All they had was each other.
That's why you stayed together.
l mean, really, is that what you do when you hate someone?
You trade off your life for...
...what is it, 20 cents an hour just to keep them going?
Please, all this is very touching.
But $1,600,000...
...is a little more than 20 cents an hour.
My mother never knew about the will.
Come on, Miss St. George.
The will is eight years old.
You were there, Frank.
You were there when Detective Mackey told her about the will.
Do you think she knew about it?
The constable's not on trial.
Neither is my mother.
Constable?
She seemed pretty surprised, l guess...
...to me.
That's how l saw it.
You want us to believe that they were best friends...
...and alone for eight years and they never even talked about it?
l think people can keep secrets a lot longer than eight years.
A $1,600,000 secret?
Come on!
Did you know about the will, Miss Claiborne?
No, sir.
Vera made it pretty clear she was plannin' on takin' it all with her when she went.
l figured when she'd passed on there'd be some laundry to do and a fare-thee-well.
lsn't that convenient?
You don't believe her?
Then l tell you what, Detective.
We may be in the presence of a truly gifted criminal mind.
For eight years she's a heartbeat away...
...from being the richest woman on the island.
So what does she do?
Does she wait one year and let Vera drown in the tub?
Spend three years starving her?
You're only digging yourself in deeper.
Smother her in her sleep?
Drug her?
My mother's plan is far more brilliant than that.
She waits through eight years of bed pans, sponge baths, diapers and bed sores.
She waits eight years until Vera's already got one foot in the grave.
And then what does she do?
-We know what she did. -That's your theory, isn't it?
She waited eight years to throw her down the front stairs.
Yes. To make it look like an accident.
An accident? She ransacked the kitchen for a rolling pin.
Calm down!
How is beating Vera to death going to look like an accident?
She panicked, just as you're doing now.
Sammy Marchant brought the mail every day at noon.
-Why not wait till midnight? -She panicked.
-She knew she had to finish-- -How do you know what she knew?
Fourteen years' experience.
-You've never been wrong. -Not when it counted.
-That's right, you're 85 for 86, aren't you? -Yes, l am.
-One case away from a perfect record. -This report is the truth.
Truth? Bullshit! Why don't you tell him why we're really here?
Go on.
Tell him.
Because she's done it before.
Wait a minute. ls there some prior felony here, John?
No, there's not.
They wouldn't indict her.
Eighteen years ago...
...my father drank some scotch...
...and fell down a well.
Detective Mackey didn't think it was an accident, which is...
...why we're here today.
What do you think, Selena?
l think that l owe you an apology.
l called you a son of a bitch.
You said you thought we were a lot alike.
And you were right.
We've both spent the past 18 years prosecuting this woman.
We came out here...
...l know l did...
...believing she was guilty.
We forgot this case is about Vera Donovan...
...not my father.
And what if it wasn't an accident?
Look...
...it's been 18 years.
l don't know what this has done to you...
...but let me tell you, it's consumed me.
l have lived with this every day of my life.
Every day.
But it was wrong...
...and l won't do it anymore.
And if l can say that, my God...
...can't you?
She didn't kill Vera Donovan.
You've been out here all weekend looking for a smoking gun.
There isn't one.
All you've got is a 30-page description of a suicide.
l'm asking you...
...as an honorable man...
...with all of your experience...
...all that you've seen...
...would we be here right now...
...if this was anyone other than Dolores Claiborne?
This report's the truth!
l'd like you to know that if you go to trial with this, you'll fail again.
You'd better ask yourself how you want to finish your career.
l've got a long list of New York lawyers...
...who'd just love to take you and this case apart in front of a jury.
Mother....
Come on, let's go.
They can't hurt you anymore.
John?
This is your ball game.
l'm gonna leave this up to you.
Come on.
lt's time.
Even when it's warm here, it's cold.
lt won't be like that in Arizona.
There is no Arizona.
l don't have to go.
lt was a lie.
My editor...
...the story, the book...
...it's all over.
Do l still have to worry about you?
l don't know how to feel about what you did.
Maybe l never will.
But l know you did it for me.
l don't want to lose you again.
Go on.
You're not gonna lose me.
You go on.