Becky:"Otis said you hit her with a baseball bat."
Henry:"Otis said that?"
Becky:"Yeah."
Henry:"Well, he's mistaken."
Becky:"Well don't tell him I told you. He made me promise. [pause] She must have treated you real bad."
Henry:"She was a whore. My mama was a whore. But I don't fault her for that. It ain't what she done, but how she done it. Long as I can remember, she'd bring men up to the house. My daddy was there too, but it didn't matter none to her. She'd make me watch."
Becky:"That's creepy."
Henry:"She'd beat me too. A lot. She'd beat me when I wouldn't watch it. And sometimes she'd beat me, and make me wear a dress, and watch her doin' it. Then they'd laugh at me."
Becky:"She made you wear a dress?"
Henry:"You think I'm lyin?"
Becky:"I feel like I know you, like I've known you for a long time. I feel like I've known you forever and ever."
Henry:"Yeah. I killed my mama. One night. It was my 14th birthday. She was drunk, and we had an argument. She hit me with a whiskey bottle. I shot her. I shot her dead."
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