June: Hold on a minute. Aunt Lydia: Pardon? June: I'm sorry. Aunt Lydia, may I go home, please? Aunt Lydia: No! You may not. Ridiculous! June: Please. Aunt Lydia: You may go home when your walking partner goes home. You certainly owe her that consideration after the way you have treated her. June: I know. I know I was shitty. Aunt Lydia: Ofjoseph. All of you girls, just awful. June: I know. I... I don't feel well. Aunt Lydia: Ofjoseph, I believe in you. God never gives us more than we can handle. June: Are you sure? Aunt Lydia: Pray without ceasing. That's all we can do. June: Yes Aunt Lydia.
Janine: Hi. June: Hi. What are you doing here? Janine: Got infected. They have to do another procedure. June: Oh. Janine: I haven't been praying for her, not really. June: Okay. Janine: She had that seizure. June: Do you think that was your fault? Janine: Obviously. Do you think she can hear me? June: I don't know. Janine: Hi Natalie, Its Janine. I just want you to know that I forgive you and I want you to get better. June: She can't get better. Janine: We can wish for it anyway. I want you to find peace. Is that better? June: I know how we can help her. Janine: No. June: Janine its the right thing to do. Listen to me. We have to end it. Janine: So you're going to kill her and the baby? What did they ever do to you? June: Janine we have to, we have to do something. Janine: Don't do that. She's one of us. June: Okay. Janine: Okay. Give it to me. When did you get to be so selfish? Everything is always about you; your problems. June: Get the fuck out of here. Janine: You're different. I don't like it.