As The World Turns Transcript Monday 7/22/02
Provided by Suzanne
Proofread by Ebele
Molly: You're acting like we're a couple of your construction worker buddies throwing down some brewskies and hanging out. But it wasn't like that for us, okay? You know that. We were headed someplace in New York. Someplace that was --
Mike: That was, what? Don't be afraid, Molly. I'd just give it a name. Just say it. I want to hear what you were gonna say.
Molly: I don't know. Okay? My heart was broken -- so badly, you have no idea. I mean, and it's gonna stay that way for a while.
Mike: All right, you're still grieving. I get that. I respect that.
Molly: Okay. So, then what's the problem?
Mike: New York. Something happened to us there. And as crazy and as inconvenient as it is, we both felt it.
Molly: Mike, it was a surprise, okay? A really lucky surprise. A healing surprise. I told you that I'm grateful.
Mike: Then why can't we be friends?
Molly: Maybe -- maybe we can.
Mike: All right. I would settle for that.
Molly: Are you sure? Fine. All right, we'll see if it works.
Mike: Okay. Then we're clear?
Molly: Yeah. Um -- are you staying in town?
Mike: Yeah, I'm staying at the Lakeview. Have a soda with me there later tonight.
Molly: Yeah, okay, I can do that. But, I mean, it's not a date, right?
Mike: No, no, friends don't date.
Mike: They talk to each other. They help each other out. I'm glad we can still do that for each other.
Molly: Yeah, me, too. It's nice seeing you -- really.
Mike: Despite all the people we have in common?
Molly: Oh, you had to go there. Don't make me think about them.
Mike: All right, just tell me this -- we're not related, are we?
Molly: I hope not.
Alison: If I were you, I'd be grateful someone was trying to help. Your whole family's on red alert because of Aaron. Who else are you gonna trust, Lucy?
Lucy: Oh, yeah, here she is folks -- my best buddy. So trustworthy, so honest.
Alison: I'm just trying to bail you out here.
Lucy: Is that what you were doing when you pushed Aaron in the pool? Okay, Aaron didn't tell me the whole story, but I got the picture, little mermaid.
Alison: Oh, no, no, no, no! I was the one who was scammed last night by you and Aaron. You guys told me that you were broken up, when all along you were planning to ditch me so you could hook up with him.
Lucy: Sorry about that.
Alison: If you had just been honest about last night, I could have totally helped you out. And Aaron wouldn't have had to punch a perfectly good hottie in the face.
Lucy: Wake up, Alison. That guy Chase, was a perfectly good sleaze.
Alison: Oh, forget Chase. We're talking about Aaron. Do you want to see him again or not? Because without me, Lucy, the answer is no. You guys were supposed to be ancient history. Is it my fault if I try to check him out once I thought he was an open season? I mean, come on, you know me. Please!
Lucy: You know, under the word "nerve" in the dictionary, there has got to be a picture of you.
Alison: I come in peace, Lucy. You need someone to help you. And deep down you know I'm the perfect girl for the job.
Lily: I thought you were coming up to the house to get changed for court.
Holden: Aaron's just too much on my mind right now. I'm sorry.
Lily: Did you apologize to him for me?
Holden: I told him that you were upset because you cared about him. And then I went down to the pond to think, decided to come back here, have a little heart to heart with him. And when I got here, he was gone.
Lily: Gone? As in taken off?
Holden: Yet again.
Lily: Are you sure? Are you absolutely positive?
Holden: He's not at mama's. He's not answering his cell. His bike is gone. But most of all, it's his pattern. Whenever the walls start to cave in, the kid just splits.
Lily: He lives in a perpetual cave-in, doesn't he?
Holden: We need to find him.
Lily: I know. And I want to be a part of his life, I do. But I have got to go to Barbara's trial today to represent Rose.
Holden: I know that. And I'm sorry, I really wanted to go with you --
Lily: You have to find him. I mean, he's your son. I understand. If tracking him down is that important to you, then it's fine. I understand. I have to go to the trial today. I have to be Rose's face in that courtroom. So you go. You do what you have to do. And I'll do what I have to do.
Jack: You thinking about the case, pretty face?
Carly: Actually, I'm thinking about Rose. The two of us literally wore this whole nightmare on our faces. We had to confront complete desperation and still hang on to some kind of faith.
Jack: And you did.
Carly: And then, when Weston made that deal with the government, we had to fight to do it all over again. Now Barbara is our only chance at real justice, Jack. She can't just walk away from this.
Jack: Hey, she won't.
Carly: Without Rose here to testify? I don't know. And everybody says that I'm a pistol. Well, I may be a pistol, but Rose is like a bazooka. She's the one who could get up on that stand and blow Barbara away.
Jack: Listen, for my money, you'll do just as good a job. Emily's no pea-shooter either. Or that without Rose, we won't be enough.
Hal: Okay, we're all checked out. Bags are in the car.
Emily: Okay, I know I've said this maybe a million times, but I'm gonna say it one more time -- what you did for us last night only happens in romance novels.
[Hal laughs] No, really! I mean, you planned everything right down to bringing my toothbrush. And your timing couldn't be more perfect. Thank you.
Hal: You're welcome. You and I needed to resolve a few things about Alison. And I just wanted someplace, you know, neutral.
Emily: Oh, yeah, you mean someplace where you could get lucky with me? Like a hotel?
Hal: True, but better than that pay-per-hour place on the highway.
Emily: I don't know. I mean, they don't have vibrating beds here, do they?
Hal: I just wanted to get your mind off the trial -- at least for a night. How'd I do?
Emily: You definitely succeeded. But, unfortunately, it's back to reality.
Hal: Right. Emily?
Hal: Are you ready for what Barbara's attorney might throw at you?
Emily: It won't be anything worse than what Barbara and Steinbeck already put me through. You know, I'm sorry, don't r -- but when this trial's over, I hope to see the mother of your children rotting behind bars.
Barbara: I want you to call Jessica Griffin and tell her that we want to cut a deal. Your trial is over before it started, Marshall. I've gonna plead guilty.
Marshall: No deals, Barbara.
Barbara: Whose life is this? You work for me! You get paid whether I win or lose. And if I say cut a deal, you damn well better cut a deal!
Marshall: That just wouldn't be prudent at this juncture.
Barbara: You still haven't told me what those letters are doing from James in your briefcase. What was the plan anyway? Woo me with thoughts of freedom, then hang me out to dry at trial?
Marshall: I've admitted that, yes, I have received correspondence from James. But am I in league with the man? No. Who got you out of jail? Me. Who's fighting to make sure your life doesn't become a series of monthly visits from your son? I'm going to make you a free woman.
Barbara: That is a twisted fairy tale. James is a master at those.
Marshall: Forget about James. I asked you if you were willing to do whatever it took to regain your freedom. You said yes.
Marshall: That's like being a little bit pregnant, I'm afraid. Maybe what I should have asked is if you believe you're guilty. Maybe you're fighting me because you want to be punished, Barbara.
Jessica: If you do -- I could arrange it.
Molly: Honey, here, let me take this bag for you.
Mike: Do you have some more stuff downstairs? I could help you out.
Molly: Um, I'm sorry. Mike, this is my daughter, Abigail.
Mike: Hi, it's nice to meet you.
Abigail: This is the only bag I have. I can handle it. Thank you.
Mike: All right. I should go. We still on for later?
Molly: The Lakeview lounge.
Mike: Looking forward to it. Good luck.
Abigail: Okay, so what's the deal?
Molly: What deal, honey?
Abigail: You and that guy -- it's the one from New York, right?
Molly: Yes, but before you go jumping to --
Abigail: I thought you said you were never gonna see him again. What's going on?
Lucy: You make this whole thing sound so easy.
Alison: It is! See, I'm supposed to be the maid of honor at my sister's wedding. And I have to bring a date or I'll look like a total loser.
Lucy: Wait, so Aaron's your date?.
Alison: Perfect, isn't it?
Alison: I'll invite you. And during the reception while everyone's at the punch bowl, you guys can go off and disappear for a while. And if anyone asks me, I'll just make something up. And you guys can do whatever you do.
Lucy: Wait, so just thought of this in like five minutes?
Alison: Scary, I know. My brain rocks at this stuff.
Lucy: So you're willing to cover for me so I can see Aaron during your sister's wedding?
Alison: Well, it's the only thing that'll make that snooze-fest any fun.
Lucy: What's in it for you?
Alison: I just like to see a plan come together. Okay, maybe if I do this, we can be cool with each other again.
Lucy: I'll have to see what Aaron says.
Alison: Oh, trust me, if it means spending time with you, the guy'll bungee jump off a bridge without a cord. Just ask him. Well, do you want to go to Java with me?
Lucy: I have some stuff I have to do.
Alison: All right, well, ask Aaron as soon as you can. Ciao! That was a very good idea, Emily.
Lucy: Aaron, it's me. Look, call me when you get this message. No -- why don't you just come over? Um, Rosanna's not here, and I have to ask you something. There might be a way we'd be able to see each other for more than 30 seconds at a time. So just come over as soon as you can, okay? Bye. Yes!
Jack: Listen, I just don't think that Barbara's prosecution is gonna rest solely on your testimony -- or Emily's, for that matter. Jessica's case is strong enough without you shouldering the whole burden.
Carly: I don't mind. Pile it on if it means Barbara gets the max.
Jack: Well, if it isn't the three musketeers. How are you all doing?
Kim: Oh, circumstances could be better.
Bob: Are you on your way to the courthouse?
Carly: Yeah, I want Jack to use the siren on his car so we don't waste any time.
Lisa: Hmm, we're out for blood, aren't we, Carly?
Carly: Could you excuse us, please? Look, Lisa, can we get something straight here?
Lisa: I think that'd be very helpful.
Carly: I just want you to know that I'm gonna do everything in my power to make sure that jury understands what Barbara did to me.
Lisa: Allegedly did. She's not convicted, only accused.
Carly: Okay, whatever. I have to do what I have to do. And I hope it doesn't interfere with our business relationship.
Lisa: As long as you understand that Barbara is my friend, and I'm going to do everything I can to support her. Believe me, when I get up there on the stand, you're not gonna like a single word I have to say.
Carly: I can handle that.
Lisa: Oh, I think I can, too.
Jack: You all set? We'll see you all there.
Jessica: I'm sorry. I couldn't help overhearing.
Marshall: They actually call that eavesdropping. Conversations with a client are privileged.
Jessica: Then find a place that's private. Barbara, is there something you want to tell me? Would you like to make some arrangement with the state?
Marshall: No deals.
Jessica: Are you sure, Barbara? Because once there's blood in the water, I won't feel as generous.
Marshall: She's sure.
Judge: Before we begin, I need to see the two of you in my chambers, please.
Marshall: Shake that off, all right? She's only trying to scare you.
Barbara: It worked.
Marshall: Take a deep breath. I'll go to work on the judge. Maybe we can get a postponement.
Rose: Hello, Barbara.
Emily: It's time.
Carly: You really didn't think you were gonna get away with it, did you?
Hal: Every dog has its day, Barbara.
Jessica: And today is yours.
Barbara Ryan stands accused of being a witch.
Rose: A betrayer.
Carly: A deceiver.
Jessica: How do you plead, Barbara?
Barbara: I --
Barbara: Jack, no.
Mob: Guilty. Guilty. Guilty. Guilty.
Mob: Guilty. Guilty. Guilty. Guilty. Guilty. Guilty.
Mob: Guilty. Guilty. Guilty. Guilty. Guilty. Guilty. Guilty.
Barbara: This is a court of law. I have the right to be heard!
Mob: Guilty. Guilty. Guilty. Guilty.
Emily: Burn her! It almost worked once. Let's finish the job.
Carly: Burn her at the stake!
Mob: Fire. Fire. Fire. Fire. Fire. Fire. Fire. Fire. Fire.
Judge: Executioner! Burn her.
Marshall: I almost wish there was something I could do.
James: Hello, darling, it does look like we have a rendezvous in hell.
Barbara: No! No. Lisa!
Marshall: Barbara, are you all right?
Barbara: You monster! Everything you've done has been meant to destroy me. You told me to sell B.R.O. You won't cut a deal.
Marshall: Barbara --
Barbara: I know that you're working with James and he sent you here to set me up.
Marshall: Save the dramatic outbursts for the judge. Just know that you might have to spend some quality time in a psych ward as a condition of your release.
Barbara: Psych ward?!
Marshall: A psychiatric evaluation will be mandatory, but you can handle it.
Barbara: I am not paranoid. I know James Steinbeck. And I know his tactics. Engineering a lawyer to magically appear in my time of need to win my freedom for me.
Marshall: I'd call that lucky. My schedule was free at the time.
Barbara: Oh, don't you play me for a fool. You work for me. And you won't cut a deal? You have a client willing to plead, and you're barreling on.
Marshall: I want the chance to win your acquittal. No one owns me, Barbara. Besides, we weren't offered a deal.
Barbara: Jessica just said that --
Marshall: Just because you want one, doesn't make it likely. We don't need a deal anyway. I will win. In order to do that, I'd appreciate it if you'd stop the hysterics and work with me.
Barbara: I don't like your tactics. And when I get on that stand, I'm not sure what --
Marshall: I'm not putting you on the stand.
Barbara: I'm not going to be able to defend myself?
Marshall: That's what I'm here to do.
Barbara: I have to testify. I have to get up there and tell my own story.
Marshall: Let me handle that, okay? To be blunt, Barbara, you're not a very sympathetic witness. You're a polished, privileged woman whose problems, however severe, don't translate to a jury. They're gonna have a hard time liking you.
Barbara: And I'm having a hard time liking you. You work for me. And I am in charge.
Marshall: I'm only going to say this once -- be quiet and do as you're told. Unless you want me to point you toward the public defenders office, let some fool fresh out of law school plead you down to life imprisonment. You can't take the stand. Make peace with that and let me do my job.
Abigail: I thought that it was just supposed to be you and me. I thought that was the deal. That's why I'm moving back in.
Molly: Sweetie, it is gonna be just you and me. Mike just -- he just showed up in town and he looked me up. It's nothing more than that.
Abigail: I know, I saw the way you were looking at him, the way that you guys were hugging.
Molly: He's just a friend.
Abigail: Yes, that's what you said. But you meet this guy in New York, and then suddenly he ends up in Oakdale, Illinois? This town isn't exactly someone's first stop on the map.
Molly: I told you, sweetheart, he has ties here. He grew up in Milltown.
Abigail: Right, it's a small world.
Molly: Why are you so upset?
Abigail: It's just -- you're not acting like yourself. I mean, you started drinking and staying out late. And then you skip town and left this cryptic note saying "gone fishing," as if I'm supposed to think that it's some kind of joke.
Molly: It's not what I meant.
Abigail: How does someone that you meet for like ten minutes end up here in Jake's home? What's next, Molly? Are you going to ask him to move in with us?
Carly: I couldn't wait to get here, now I just want to go home.
Jack: Just answer Jessica's questions honestly and the best you can.
Carly: Barbara's lawyer probably has a file on me. He's going to dredge up every nasty detail from Craig's trial last year, every sorry, sordid event of my past.
Jack: You are not on trial here. Travers may fight dirty, but Jessica won't let him even get that far.
Carly: There's Emily. Hey!
Carly: How ya' holding up?
Emily: I'm okay. You?
Carly: Oh, I just can't wait for my life to be the featured entertainment in a court of law.
Emily: Carly -- we've both have been dreaming that Barbara would have to pay for everything she did to us.
Carly: I just want it to be over.
Jessica: How are my ladies today?
Carly: Well, we're not gonna fall apart now. We have no choice but to do this. And not just for ourselves, but for Rose, too.
Emily: We both know what she would say if she were here. "Let's go Jersey on this creep. Let's do this thing. Ya wit me?"
Carly: Right behind ya, toots.
Lucy: Why didn't you call?
Holden: You were expecting Aaron?
Lucy: No, actually -- I was expecting someone else.
Holden: Can I come in?
Holden: Have you spoken to Aaron since this morning?
Lucy: No. Why?
Holden: I'm kind of at a loss here. I think that maybe he may have left town. I'm not 100% sure about that though, so I don't want anyone to worry.
Lucy: Why would he leave town?
Holden: That woman that called about the fight that Aaron was in, she's trying to get him fired from the club. Lily -- she's doing everything she can to make sure that that doesn't happen. But the situation, it's -- it's kind of hot.
Lucy: Well, there's -- there's tons of jobs in Oakdale. And all Aaron really wants to do is fix bikes. So why would he leave over losing a job at some snotty Country club?
Holden: He wouldn't want to make things worse for you. Lily and I had to let him know that his behavior has been causing problems for a lot of people.
Lucy: Wait, Lily yelled at him?
Holden: I didn't say that.
Lucy: Well, then you must have done something to chase him away.
Molly: Abigail, you know that I would never let another man move into Jake's home. That whole idea is not just crazy, but it's offensive actually.
Abigail: Then you should tell the guy who flew halfway across the country to drop by for a visit.
Molly: Sweetheart, I understand your concern for me. I do. And I am sorry that I put you through the wringer the last few months. It was selfish of me to go away and not speak to anybody for so long. I'm sorry about that, but I had to go, okay? I couldn't stick around for your sake or for anybody else's sake, because I wasn't good for anybody, okay? I wasn't good for you. I wasn't good for Bridget or Michelle or myself, for that matter. And so I had to go away to find myself again.
Abigail: It looks like you've found more than yourself, if that's what you were looking for.
Molly: Are you gonna stand there and accuse me of every maternal crime under the sun, honey, or are we gonna try to understand each other?
Abigail: Well, I've done all the trying that I can do.
Molly: Abigail --
Abigail: Molly, you are not explaining yourself very well. And I feel a little stupid for running back here to move in.
Molly: Abigail, come on. Please don't --
Holden: No one purposely did or said anything to make Aaron run away. The fact of the matter is, he just kind of has a habit of doing it.
Lucy: Well, then maybe he just took a ride to clear his head.
Holden: That's exactly what I'm hoping.
Lucy: You think he ran away to somehow protect me, that he just decides that we'd all be better off if he weren't around?
Holden: You know, the situation, it's kind of complicated. I don't want you blaming yourself.
Lucy: Who else is there?
Holden: We both know Aaron. Ever since he came here, he never wanted to cause any problems for anybody. But he just can't seem to avoid it, no matter what he does.
[Cell phone rings]
Lucy: Maybe that's him!
Molly: Holden, it's Molly.
Holden: Molly -- how's it going?
Molly: Miserable, actually. Listen, I could -- I really need you to come over.
Holden: Why? What is it?
Molly: Abigail was gonna move back in today. But we had some words, and now she's -- I think she's leaving, and I don't want her to go.
Holden: Seems like I'm on a perpetual 911 call from my kids this week.
Molly: Sorry, okay? But I really need you to help us talk this out.
Holden: I'm on my way. I have to go. Do me a favor. If you hear from Aaron, give me a call, all right? And promise me that you two aren't gonna do some kind of "us against the world" type of thing, okay?
Jessica: Ladies and gentlemen, today marks the end of a quest for three women seeking justice, three women who were going about their lives rich with promise. They had love, they had families, they had bright futures. Life was good for all of them until something happened -- something truly depraved that they never saw coming. One by one, these women were ripped from their lives, kidnapped and held captive, used as guinea pigs by a madman. Now, this is going to sound unbelievable to you. Certainly, things like this don't happen in the real world, but this did happen. These women were experimented on. Two of them were intentionally disfigured. Now, they're friends now, but they weren't friends at the time of their abduction. As a matter of fact, they had absolutely nothing in common except for one thing -- the defendant, Barbara Ryan, hated them all. And that hatred was enough to almost cost them their lives.
Lucy: Hi. It's me. Look, your dad was just here, and he's really worried about you, and so am I. So please don't leave. Call me, okay? I really need to talk to you. And I need you to -- to come back. My grandmother's gone, Katie's gone, my dad -- there's nobody here. And I just -- the only person I really need right now is you, okay?
Molly: Hey. Oh, Holden, I'm glad you're here.
Holden: Going on a trip?
Abigail: You called reinforcements?
Molly: I wanted your dad here to help mediate this thing before it gets out of hand.
Abigail: There's nothing to mediate, Molly.
Molly: Please put that down. Please? Look, I know that when I left that it was hard for you, but I also knew that you'd be in very good hands. I knew that Lily and Holden would be there for you.
Abigail: So you went off to New York, met a man, and now you're all better?
Molly: I met this man who became a friend.
Abigail: It's always about a man with you, isn't it?
Holden: Abigail, come on.
Abigail: No! Jake was the best thing to ever happen to you. And instead of taking all that he gave you and moving on with your life, you're falling apart.
Molly: Of course I am, sweetheart! I just lost the love of my life.
Abigail: But you didn't lose yourself, Molly. You're still here, surrounded by people who love and care about you.
Holden: Molly, can I have a minute alone with Abigail? Would that be all right with you?
Molly: Yeah, okay. I'll go run some errands. Abigail, I love you so much. And I know that my behavior has been abysmal, and I'm sorry. But when I come back, I really hope you're here.
Holden: As far as this new friend of yours, your business is your business. But I really think that Abigail needs some undivided attention right now.
Molly: I know that, Holden, and I'm trying. And maybe you can help her understand that, okay? I'm sorry, 'cause I know it's not fair. But the only thing I can really say to either of you is that I'm doing the best I can.
Marshall: It's true. It's all true. Three women were drugged, kidnapped and used in an unauthorized medical experiment. What happened was criminal. It's shocking. But the simple truth is, my client had nothing to do with it. The victims deserve justice. If I were prosecuting, I'd try to win a verdict for them. But that's not my task. All I can do is illuminate the truth where Barbara Ryan is concerned. She's a mother. She has loved ones in her life. She's as horrified as you will be to hear what happened to three people. And that brings us to the fourth victim. This victim also suffered abuse. She suffered neglect and betrayal by friends and family who purportedly loved and cared for her. That fourth victim was Barbara Ryan, the woman sitting before you. She, like the others, is hoping to claim some sort of justice today. Because she's just as innocent as Rose D'Angelo, Carly Tenney and Emily Stewart.
Alison: What's with the drama?
Lucy: Aaron's gone.
Alison: Oh. Where did he go?
Lucy: I have no idea. It's all because of last night. He was -- he just left to protect me.
Alison: Must be nice having your own personal hero.
Lucy: Do I look like I think it's nice? I may never see him again!
Alison: Lucy, I'm sorry. I'm just not used to someone coming to cry on my shoulder. It's gonna be okay. We'll figure something out, okay? We'll find Aaron, and we'll bring him back.
Alison: Just leave that up to me. I'll think of a plan. Lucy, that's what friends are for. Come here.
Holden: I heard what you said to your mother -- that you want to be there for her. But that is not the same thing as taking care of her. That is not your job.
Abigail: She is my mother, Holden.
Holden: And I'm very proud of the fact that you are as caring and generous as you are. But how would you feel if I told you that I think you needed to concentrate a little bit more on yourself instead of your mother?
Abigail: So I'm supposed to let her sink or swim?
Holden: Pretty much.
Abigail: She has a history of sinking, you know?
Holden: You want to hear something funny? I think that you and I are trying to learn the same thing right now. As a father, I'm trying to figure out when to rush in and when to back off. The trouble is, I keep rushing in all the time. Sometimes you just need to let go.
Abigail: I don't think I could do that even if I wanted to.
Holden: You know, your brother took off 'cause we had a little disagreement.
Abigail: Aaron ran away?
Holden: I have been rushing all over town trying to find him. But I think what I need to do is just leave him alone and let him try to figure things out for himself.
Abigail: I hope he doesn't stay away too long.
Holden: Yeah, me too. But I don't want you to worry about that. You have your own life. You have college to think about.
Abigail: Among other things. Chris Hughes is back in town.
Holden: Another reason why you should just focus on your own life and let Molly handle hers.
Mike: I'm glad you called up to the room. I was just killing time till our non-date later.
Molly: I can't, Mike. I can't do this.
Mike: This meaning us?
Molly: Any relationship right now with us, even a friendship, is a problem, okay? It just can't work.
Mike: This has got to be about your daughter.
Molly: She needs me more than I need to have you in my life. I know that sounds harsh. Look, I -- I am so sorry. I really am sorry.
Mike: No, I'm sorry. You didn't make any mistakes, Molly. I did. Coming here, thinking there was something worth pursuing. You kept telling me one thing, and I kept hearing another. I should let you get on with your life.
Marshall: Was Barbara Ryan angry at these three women? Yes. Now, was she responsible for their kidnapping and imprisonment? No. I'm certainly glad not to be in the D.A.'s shoes, because she has the burden of proof on her end, she has no proof. You see, Barbara Ryan was deceived, displaced in her own home, excommunicated from her family, forbidden to see her own child. She was ignored and neglected by people she thought were her friends as she single-handedly fought off a dependency on painkillers after her horrible accident last year. She was accused, harassed by the Police and the media and ultimately kicked to the curb like she was garbage. James Steinbeck was the mastermind of this entire affair. After escaping twice from Police custody, he's nowhere to be found. Even the doctor who performed the sick experiments on at least two of the women cut a deal with the Federal Government before charges were brought against him. All of which leaves my client, who had nothing to do with what happened to these women or their faces, left holding the bag. She's the scapegoat. And that's why I'm here to defend her. You see, some time ago, this would have been so much easier. You simply took the accused to the town square, buried them up to their waist so they couldn't run away, gagged them so they couldn't speak, threw a sheet over their head and stoned them to death. Now's your chance people. You have your stones. Cast them. It's what you've wanted to do to Barbara all along, isn't it?
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