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: Still, if it's all the same to you, I'd rather not hang over fried chicken.
: [It's a quiet night and Nicole, drinking something in a cup, is looking Mia lighting candles in an open-air altar of the school
] What do your saints say? Mia
: I'm brooding. I'm not praying. Nicole
: Lost your faith, ah? I've never really had any to begin with, I guess. Never believed in any of it. God, the Virgin Mary, that life begins at 40... and the people are all just basically good inside. Mia
: Pretty soon we'll be the same person. Nicole
: See how nice things turned out?
[She stops talking and seems to meditate briefly about something important
: I'm going inside.
[about Mia's changing the terrible diet his husband used to martyrize the whole school before he was killing by Nicole and her
: You know? It wasn't too smart changing the food like that, he never would've done that if he was alive. Mia
: What is the point in killing him then? I like making it better for the boys. Nicole
: [She starts to leave the place
] Still, if it's all the same with you I'd rather not hang for fried chicken. Mia
: Nicole, why did you kill him?
[Nicole stops, with her back to Mia and staring at her above her shoulder
: You could've left him. You could've left here. Nicole
: I was understimated.
: Killing him is a good thing. Like planting a tree. Mia
: Maybe there is a God. Nicole
: What are you talking about? Mia
: I haven't believed fot so long... So when the pool was empty I thought: maybe there is a God. And He knows what we did. And He's coming for us. Nicole
: It's not God, Honey. That's a lady detective with one breast. Mia
: You're always laughing at me. So was Guy. He must be laughing now. Nicole
: I'm not laughing at you, Mia. Mia
: You are. A little. Inside. It's lonely without God, isn't it? Nicole
: It's just lonely... Period.
: I'm not gonna be able to do this. Nicole
: Well, I suggest you try. It isn't like you burnt the toast, Mia. You killed your husband. It's all off the chart demerit-wise. Understand? Mia
: You are so calm. Look at you. Your hair is done. You've got makeup on. Nicole
: This is a day like any other day. We did what we have to do and it's done. Ok? It was self-defense. You've been taking it fot too long and you finally said fuck off. Good for you. Fuck him. Fuck them. Mia
: Everything but fuck you. Nicole
: Roughly. Now, come on!
[clapping her hands like a teacher to a pupil
: My idea of the Heaven is a place where they screw you barefoot! Nicole
] You make me wanna pass a hat for it. Voguel
] Don't feel sorry for me!
[about his ex
: I got him be left
[Pointing her removed breast
: Every cloud has a silver lining, and he was too dull to kill
[She stops to smile. About Mia
: What about her? Did she want to kill her husband? Nicole
: Why would she want do that? Voguel
: Maybe she found out you were sleeping with him
[She walks to her car to leave
] Oh, that's so clever! Who did you ask, one of the faculty or any of the students? Oh, I know! You read it in the brochure, all right? Voguel
: So she knew? Nicole
: Of course she knew! Ask her! Come on, she's not a murderer. She's an ex-nun, for Christ sake. Voguel
: [Laughing again
] I remember them! They disappeared overnight, like dial phones.
: Whay about you? What if he wouldn't leave her? Nicole
: Honey, if I couldn't get a man to leave her I wouldn't kill him, I'd kill myself. Voguel
: [Going into her car
] Well, he has lef her. Apparently. One way or another. Well...
[about to start the car
: Unless there's anything else... Nicole
: Yeah, there is, one more thing!
[She goes to Voguel's car window in a satisfied, accomplice and smiling mood
: Guy did it barefoot! Voguel
: [She put a gum in her mouth pulling a face of sarcastic wisdom. Before starting the car and leaving the place
] "Did", Miss Horner? Don't you mean "DOES"?
: [the ex-nun defies
] I can go to the police. I can tell them what we did. Nicole
: What YOU did. Mia
: We both did it. Nicole
: Yeah, well. I don't think they'll see that as beneficial to me. They'll say the wife gets the school, the money, his investment, her freedom... And what did the other woman get?
: Nothing. That's how they'll look at it. Mia
: [Coming very close to Nicole, with complicity
] I'll say we were lovers. Nicole
: Well. You can take the girl out of the convent. Mia
: I thought we had the same reason. Nicole
: We did have the same reason
[as for the money Mia has just found out that Guy cheated Nicole
: I just had an extra one
[Caressing Mia with cherish
: I'm sorry I lied to you. I couldn't do it now. Mia
: If you hadn't found this... you'd killed the one person who could have told you where it was. Nicole
: He said we were partners. And then he acted alone
[She kisses softly Mia on her neck
: Am I alive? Nicole
: No, you are dead, this is Heaven and I am Virgin Mary.
: Why don't you take him off speed dial?
: If you give him the school, he'll just sell it, and then where would all the future Lee Harvey Oswalds come from?
: You knew about her? Mia
: Yeah , from last fall , right after you came! Nicole
: And why didn't you tell me about her? Mia
: Why should I make hurt like I was?
[Nicole lights her cigarette
: Second-hand smoke kills, you know. Nicole
: [blowing smoke in Leo's face
] Not reliably.
: One good drink oughta do it!
: [to Mia referring to Edie
] That woman has enough drugs over there to relax China.
: Come on, she's not a murderer. She's an ex-nun, for Christ's sake! Voguel
: I remember them. They disappeared overnight like dial phones.
: [to Mia with sarcasm
] Let me tell you one thing from one saint to another: You should keep right on praying. Wear your knees out that way for a change!
: It isn't like you burnt the toast, Mia. You murdered your husband! It's off the chart demeritwise.
: Don't you believe in Hell? Nicole Horner
: Not since I was seven. Christina Delassalle
: I do.
: [embarrassing Christina in the dining room while she is trying to eat some distasteful fish
] Everyone is looking at you. Swallow. Nicole Horner
: It's disgusting! Michel Delassalle
: Sorry? Nicole Horner
] Some things are hard to swallow, and I'm not talking about the fish.
: [to Christina
] I won't have any regrets.
: So it's a coincidence? Nicole Horner
: A coincidence, yes. Christina Delassalle
: And Fichet. Was his being at the morgue a coincidence? And the suit. And the hotel. And now the children! Is it a coincidence that it's getting closer and closer?
: [handing Christina the phone
] Here, take it. It doesn't bite. It doesn't slap, either.