DEFENCE LAWYER: The triangle.
Can you explain to the court what you mean?
DR. WALLACE: Victim, rescuer, persecutor, the Karpman Triangle.
JOANNA: When someone else is in charge of your life.
Who decides... where you live.
And how.
ALISTAIR: I'm trying to do my best.
For us.
JOANNA GASPS.
ALISTAIR: Do you shut the car door?
JOANNA: Yes, I shut it.
Would we have done anything differently?
ALISTAIR: We've done the right thing.
ALEXANDRA: He's so very manipulating of people.
JOANNA: I didn't know it then.
But that's when this began.
Help!
ALISTAIR: They want to see a good mother crushed, not a bad mother hiding.
JOANNA: 'Good mother crushed'?
JOANNA SCREAMS.
ALISTAIR: Jo!
JOANNA: I am a bad mother, aren't I?
JOANNA GASPS.
JOANNA: He's not here.
Am I the victim?
I was the victim.
Alistair was both the rescuer and the persecutor.
ALISTAIR: We were exhausted and in shock, but what's done is done.
How old's your baby?
JOANNA: Three months and seventeen days.
JOANNA SCREAMS.
JOANNA: That was when the freak show began.
ALISTAIR: I'm sorry. This is my life. I like my life. I don't want to go to jail.
Our lives will be destroyed
That's not my story and I don't deserve it.
JOANNA: And I do!
ALISTAIR: Jo, the medicine...
JOANNA: No...no, I... I tasted it.
My face.
I used to be able to hide behind it.
COMMENTER: At 2:55, female rubs her nose indicating what she's about to say is not true.
OTHER COMMENTER: Cold eyes. LOL. Cold heart.
ALISTAIR: We miss him so much.
JOANNA: We need him home safe.
Then it was like my face became a magazine, anyone could thumb through.
ALISTAIR: Do you think you might cry?
JOANNA CRIES.
ALEXANDRA: When Alistair wants something, he'll crush anything and anyone to get it.
ALISTAIR: You don't deserve to be punished for this, but the world...the world will not agree with me.
You know that I will never, ever blame you.
My son is dead.
JOANNA: Because of me?
ALISTAIR: You know your problem?
I didn't say that.
JOANNA: Yes...
ALISTAIR: You're poisonous.
JOANNA: ...you did.
And don't ask me to cry.
JOANNA SCREAMS.
ALEXANDRA: I mean, can you imagine having your child taken from you?
JOANNA: No...Al, plea...
ALEXANDRA: Having to give him up?
JOANNA: I should never have given him to you.
I suddenly saw through all the lies and the manipulation.
ALISTAIR: You're amazing.
JOANNA: You're amazing.
Woke up.
ALISTAIR YELLS.
There is nothing to celebrate.
Where is my little boy?
Where is he?
How can I leave if I don't know where he is?
I'll be whoever the fuck you want me to be.
Where is he?
I want to see where he's buried.
Whoever took my son from me...
JOANNA CRIES.
...made me think I had failed to protect him.
Tell me the truth... please tell me the... truth.
Made me think I was a bad mother.
ALISTAIR: You are the most ungrateful person I have ever met.
JOANNA: Oh, really? What, am I supposed to thank you?
ALISTAIR: Well, actually...
...yes.
JOANNA: I had forgotten that once I used to be strong.
I was a coward.
You're a coward.
I knew I could be again...
...I had to...
...rescue myself.
How could you be so fucking cruel?
ALISTAIR: I did that! I did that for us! For you!
JOANNA: Get out!
ALISTAIR: 'Get out of my house, Al!'.
JOANNA: Did you give Noah medicine at the airport?
It was you!
ALEXANDRA: I think there's a difference between lying...
JOANNA: You have watched it destroy me.
ALEXANDRA: ...and doing what you have to do to survive.
JOANNA: I lived.
Two faces.
Two Joanna's.
You see, it's the Karpman triangle again. Does that make me the persecutor?