Brooke:
We'll be moving up to Ojai so you won't be seeing Evie again. Ever. You're really cruel, Tracy. I mean, I'm sure you can be a sweet kid when you want to, but right now, you're a really bad influence. I mean, you cheat, you lie, you steal...
Tracy:
[shouting in disbelief]
Oh, my God! Are you kidding me? Where do you think I learned all this shit from?
[walks off into the kitchen]
Melanie:
Tracy was playing Barbies before she met Evie.
[Melanie, Evie and Brooke follow Tracy into the kitchen]
Brooke:
Did she teach you how to beat the crap out of her as well? I've seen the bruises.
Tracy:
What the hell did you tell her, Evie?
Brooke:
[turns to Evie]
Come here. What about this?
[shows the scrape by Evie's hairline that Tracy accidentally made while the two girls were play-fighting]
Tracy:
[shouts]
What the fuck? We were just goofing.
Melanie:
Tracy didn't hit her.
Evie:
[starting to cry]
Yes, she did.
Tracy:
I don't believe this! She hit me too!
Brooke:
[grabs Tracy's arm and struggles with her to pull back her sleeve]
And look at this, Mel.
Tracy:
Don't you dare! No! Please!
Melanie:
Get your hands off her.
[Tracy starts to cry as the cuts on her arm are revealed when Brooke pulls down her sleeve]
Brooke:
She cuts.
[Melanie looks stunned and horrified at the cuts on Tracy's arm]
Tracy:
[crying]
It's none of your business, you fucking Frankenstein!
Brooke:
Oh, no, this child is my business, you little cunt.
Melanie:
That's enough. You need to get out.
Brooke:
[to Evie]
Honey, come on.
[she and Evie slowly start to leave the house]
Melanie:
[yelling]
Get out!
Evie:
[crying]
Who would want to be in this shit hole anyway? It fucking stinks in here, Mel!
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05/03/2025 alle ore 06:58