You were cruel to me, Mother. It was abuse.
Cheryl: If you tell anyone the truth about what happened with the fire, I’ll tell everyone about what really happened in the barn with Daddy. You were cruel to me, Mother. It was abuse. Please, Mom.
[Cheryl starts squeezing Penelope’s breathing tube and she whispers]
Cheryl: So, hence forth: if you breathe, it’s because I give you air. If you drink, it’s because I’ve poured your cup myself. And, If you move, it is quietly and with my blessing.
[She releases the breathing tube]
Cheryl: Things are going to be different now, Mommy. Better...you’ll see.