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: Do you need to use the bathroom? Chris
: No. Cathy
: Not even to brush your teeth? Chris
: I don't feel like it tonight.
: Your mother has come home after seventeen years to repent for her sins and for her crime. Not only against your grandfather and me, but against God! Your mother's marriage was unholy! A sacrilege! An abomination in the eyes of the Lord! She did not fall from Grace! She leapt! Into the arms of a man whose veins pulsed with the same blood as hers! Not a stranger, but her own uncle! And you, the children, are the devil's spawn! Evil from the moment of conception! Cathy
] I'm getting my mother!
[gets up from the bed and runs to the door
] Come back here!
[Cathy opens the door and sees John and screams and then returns to her bed
: Sit down, be silent and don't move again until I leave.
: Why are you just standing there, Mother? Cory needs to be taken to a hospital there is no other decision to make
[the mother just stands there looking and quivering
: What's wrong with you mother? Are you going to just stand there and think about yourself and your money while Cory lies there and dies? Don't you care what happens to him? Have you forgotten that you're his mother? Mother
: Always it's you.
: [slaps her mother back
: Cathy! Cathy
] Damn you to hell, Mama, if you don't take Cory to a hospital right now! You think you can go on doing whatever you want with us and nobody will ever find out? If Cory dies, Mama, you'll pay for it! One way or another, I will find a way. I promise you that.
: Look at us, Mother! Do we look like you with your rosy cheeks and your bright eyes? Look at the twins, Mother! Cory has stomach cramps almost every day, and Carrie has little sores growing on her skin! Do you know or even care that the grandmother has stopped feeding us for more than a week? Mother
: Stop it! You have no right to talk to me like that! Do you think I've had pleasure while my children have been in pain? You are heartless. When you're ready to treat me with love, I'll be back.
: Why didn't you ever take us to see the grandparents before? Mother
: I suppose because we were never penniless before... many years ago I did something that angered your grandfather, and his punishment was to disinherit me. Chris
: So, why are we going back there if he won't give us any money? Mother
: Because he will. Your grandfather is dying. He's not expected to live much longer, and in that time, I'm going to win back his love... and then, darlings, I'll be an heiress to a fortune beyond your imaginations. And through me, all your wildest dreams will come true.
] Eat the cookie
: [Pretending not to know her children
] Who's Cory? Chris
: He was your son and my little brother, and you killed him. Cathy
: Just like you tried to kill us.
[Referring to their ragged appearance
: Look at us mother. How could you do this to us?
: This way! Cathy
: No Chris, they're not going to get away with this. We've got to go tell our Grandfather the truth. Chris
: What difference does it make now? Let's just go! Cathy
: No, Mother's not getting that money, not after the way she treated us. Now come on!
: Christopher, what is it? Chris
: A copy of Grandfather's will. It's 2 months old. It says if it was ever proven Mom had children from her first marriage, even after he's dead, she'd be disinherited. Cathy
: Mother's known all this time that we could never be found. Chris
: She never meant for us to leave that attic.
: [coming up behind their mother at the wedding
[Corrine turns around
: Do you like my dress? I thought it was appropriate for the occasion. Mother
: Who are you? How did you get in here? Cathy
: Have you forgotten us already? Carrie Dollanganger
: Mama? Bart Winslow
: Who are you children? Cathy
: We're the children of the bride!
: Nonsense, you know I don't have any children. Get out. I'll not have my wedding day ruined by a cruel, evil prank. Cathy
: YOU'RE the one who's cruel and evil, Mother, you kept us locked up in that attic and you said you'd come for us after your father died. YOU NEVER CAME! Chris
: You couldn't let anybody find out about us, because if you did you'd be disinherited. Mother
: It's not true! No, what proof do they have? Chris
: [holds up a dead mouse
] It died from eating the same cookies that Corrie ate. Mother
: Who's Corrie? Chris
: He was your son and my little brother! And you killed him. Cathy
: Just like you tried to kill us! Look at us, Mother, how could you do this to us?
: All the money in the world isn't worth the living that we've lost! Chris
: Maybe not to you but without some of it, Mom doesn't have a thing. Cathy
: She has us if she cared! Let's just take the twins and run away, Christopher! We'll find a way out, but let's do it now before it's too late!
: What're you doing? Chris
: I'm going downstairs to see that party. Want to come with me?
: Mother should have prepared us for something like this. Chris
: What do you mean? Cathy
: She never allowed us have a... dog, or a kitten. Chris
: What's that got to do with anything? Cathy
: Because pets die, Christopher. And if we had had a pet and it had died, then we would have learned something about that. Chris
: About what? About death? Cathy
: Yes, death! Death! She should have told us. Somebody should have told us that fathers die too. They die, Christopher. Even if they're young, and they're handsome, and we need them.
: I'm pregnant with his child. Merry Christmas, mother.
: Maybe that's why I'm so small. Not from the attic, but from what our parents did. Cathy
: We are not the sins of our parents
: Morning, Henny. Henny
: Morning Miss Cathy. Cathy
: How are you? Henny
: Miss Carrie got herself up early and done some baking. Cathy
: [see's powdered donuts and rat poison
: Your wife won't miss you tonight? Bart Winslow
: No, she's busy renovating the entrance for her family's mansion for about the 17th time now.
: We were just children when we lost everything... Our parents, our home, our innocence. Once envied by all our neighbors, suddenly, we found ourselves cast off, stranded at a bus depot with $30 in our pockets and no hope in sight. That was when Henny found us. And she brought us to Dr. Sheffield. Or, as Paul would say, she brought us home. He took us in. He adopted us. He sent us to the best schools. But more than that, he made my brother and sister and I feel safe and loved. Paul's in a better place now. We all know that. But we will never forget him. We will never forget our past.
: [Cathy looks at painting of an action scene
] Where's the sun? It's still night? Cathy
: [runs over, softly speaking and grabbing his shoulders
] Cory, don't!
[she turns him around and they are away just in time for Grandmother to come in with the basket of food
] Your food.
: Uh, uh, uh! Get your hands off that. That food has to last you the entire day.
[they run back to Cathy and Carrie hugs Cathy
: I can't be running up and down the stairs! The servants might get suspicious. There'll be eggs for breakfast, sandwiches for lunch, and chicken for dinner. And I want you to eat all of it. Don't waste one bite of it, you understand? And if you're very good, I may bring you some fruit.
[Christopher comes behind Cory and puts his hands on his brother's shoulders as Cathy is now doing with Carrie
: [sincere, serious
] Thank you. Grandmother
: I've written out a list of other rules. First of all, you'll keep this room neat and tidy. As if nobody lived here.
: No running around or yelling or crying. Christopher
: They're good kids, but they need somewhere to play and make noise. Grandmother
: [walks away
] Ah. Over here, there's a... stairway. Leads up to the attic.
[opens the door and shows the stairway
: [Bewildered next to a only slightly bemused Christopher
] You want us to play in an attic? Grandmother
: [Walks away
] Up there, there will be ample room. And, the last Friday of every month, you're to clean out all of your things and hide up there while the maids are cleaning this room.
: No one must ever see or hear of you. Do you understand?
[looks to Cathy and Christopher sternly and all nod
: Good, good, 'cause if your grandfather ever discovered that you're here, you'd all be thrown out without a red cent. But not before getting punished for even being alive.
[she walks away and Christopher readjusts his arms around Cory
[the children go up to the attic: Christopher leading, then Carrie, then Cory and Cathy heading the rear, who shuts the door a bit and looks around curiously. Each person holds the rail and when they reach the top, Christopher opens the door and flips on the light as piano music plays and they explore, Carrie with Cathy and Cory with Christopher
[puts hands on her shoulders
: You can dress up for days in here! Christopher
: Hey, Cor', check it out. You finally get your own record player. Cory
: But it doesn't have a plug! Christopher
] You just have to crank it.
[music crackles on and Cathy and Christopher come upon a cloth-lined adult mannequin, which they stare at next to each other
: Better hope you inherit from this half of the gene pool. Cathy
: [scoffs, somewhat annoyed
] Like you know anything! Christopher
: [meanwhile, the twins are looking at a photo album and Christopher comes behind them and puts his hands on their shoulders and looks down at the album
] Our entire family. Carrie
: [looks back at Christopher with a smile
] They're all grumpy, like our grandma! Christopher
: They're not grumpy. Cathy
: [looks back at her siblings
] Guys, you gotta come check this out.
[Christopher slowly takes his hands off his brother's shoulders and comes over to Cathy
: Looks we weren't the first kids up here.
[she wipes away a table to reveal etchings in a table: Adelaide age 9 1896 and Jonathan Agen 1864
: [Looking at the older siblings with her brother
] It's hot and dusty. Cory
: I don't like it. Christopher
: It's not so bad. Carrie
: I wanna go outside in the garden. This is a bad place. Cory
] I want Momma! Christopher
: [calming with a note of desperation
] Okay. We're going to make this a game. Pretend we're outside. The floor can be the garden, and the ceiling can be the sky and I'll even make a swing.
[next shot reveals Christopher tugging on the safety rope of a self-made swing with Cathy on the other side. Satisfied, he stands up with Cathy, who is in thought
: What do you think she meant, grandfather punishing us for even being alive? Christopher
: Sh-She's just trying to scare us. Cathy
: Then how come she said we'd be here for months? Christopher
: [holding onto the rope
] Don't worry. Mom's gonna take care of us.
[he turns and goes to a ladder and starts climbing and a stair snaps and breaks; Cathy subsequently gasps and gasps the rope tightly in concern
: Maybe this isn't such a good idea.
[he continues climbing and tugs the top of the rope
: [looks at her
] See? It worked.
[Cathy laughs nervously and Christopher looks back at the twins
: Cory, Carrie, come try this out.
[the twins obediently come and sit on the hanging chair, hanging onto the rope