'Evening, ladies.
You know my husband has a gun?
Not this gun?
-Is it this gun? -Where is he?
Resting up. He had a long difficult day.
Danielle, I told you, you can't escape your demons just by leaving home.
I didn't.
-My parents brought me here. -Of course.
Where's Sexus?
-Back at the house. -Shame.
I had hoped we could read aloud from it together.
Well, I...
-...memorized some for you. -Did you?
-Yeah. -Did you?
Well, I'm impressed.
Which part?
The part...
...you know what part, you know.
-I don't think you did your homework. -I did.
What parts were they?
The good parts?
Yeah. They were...
-Were you a good girl? -I was.
I knew you'd follow me here and...
You know me pretty well, don't you?
Yeah. I do.
You're going to know me a lot better, too.
Are you offering me something hot?
Let's get something straight here.
I spent fourteen years in an eight-by-nine cell...
...surrounded by people who were less than human.
My mission in that time was to become more than human.
You see?
Granddaddy used to handle snakes in church.
Granny drank strychnine.
You could say I had a leg-up, genetically speaking.
I'm going to forgive you, Danielle, honey.
I know that wasn't the real you, the true you.
But I would like you to wait in the hold.
Danielle, get in the hold.
-Stop! -No!