Peter: Lorna. I’m so happy to see you, babe.
Peter: I’ve missed you so much.
Lorna: YOU SON OF A BITCH!
Peter: Lorna? What are you doing!?
Lorna: How did you find me?
Peter: Henry… he told me what you said to him about coming to the place where you’ve never been happier. I knew it was here.
Lorna: You had no right to come looking for me!
Peter: Of course I did! I’m your husband!
Lorna: No. That’s over.
Lorna: It’s all over. All that’s left… is death.
Peter: Where are you going!?
Lorna: We don’t need to do this.
Peter: Actually, I think you’ll find we do!
Peter: You not gonna ask about Beatrice?
Jai: I’ve met many great women in my time…
Jai: My Grandmother raised seven children through poverty, war, and famine and ensured they had good lives.
Jai: My mother… she beat on cancer so many times throughout three decades it eventually gave in and never messed with her again.
Jai: My wife, Suzanna, was the sweetest woman I’ve ever met. Her biggest strength was her kindness, which was remarkable for a woman who had such a terrible up-bringing.
Jai: And yet Joy Maybell, our dear friend, might be the most extraordinary of all.
Jai: She never ceased to amaze me. She was so tough, so resilient, throughout everything we faced.
Jai: She was always there for us… being the mother we all needed.
Jai: She died protecting Georgie and Beatrice. She wasn’t a violent woman, but she became a warrior in order to protect two of the most innocent among us.
Jai: None of us will ever forget what she did.
Jai: Rest in peace, Joy.
Henry: Goodnight, Karen.
Henry: I love you, sweetheart.
Michael: You must’ve loved her a lot. Your mother.
Charlotte: Of course.
Michael: It can’t have been easy… betraying your friends for her.
Charlotte: We don’t have to talk.
Michael: I’m not trying to upset you. I’m merely saying I understand it must have been difficult. Eli sounded like a despicable human being.
Charlotte: That’s putting it lightly.
Michael: I wouldn’t have done the same for my mother. She was as hideous as a creature could be. I mean, you think Alexis is cold? Hah! My mother was a walking icicle. She didn’t let me have a life once she realised I had the potential to follow in her footsteps, to become a scientist.
Charlotte: A lot of parents push things on their kids. She could have been a lot worse.
Michael: All I was allowed to do was study. Hanging out with other kids and making friends; having hobbies; going to prom; watching TV. None of it was allowed. My older brother could do what he liked. She found him pretty unremarkable so she didn’t give a damn what he got up to. He grew up resenting me because of her. I can’t say I blame him. She fucked us up so bad.
Michael: My father was a good man, but he was too soft-spoken, too submissive. Whatever my mother declared was law as far as he was concerned. I ended up despising him as well.
Charlotte: At least they weren’t violent psychopaths like my old man. I never knew what was waiting for me when I got home from school. I used to hold back tears when the bell rang at the end of the final lesson of the day. I dreaded going back… seeing what state my mother would be in.
Michael: Parents don’t have to be physical to be abusive.
Charlotte: I know. I’m just saying.
Michael: It took me years to cut her out of my life, to start living. It wasn’t that long before all this started… I never got to go on a first date, or anything. Don’t get me wrong, I’m alive… and she’s dead, but she prevented me from having a life when I had the chance. I’ll never forgive her for that.
Charlotte: I’m sorry.
Michael: Well, I think we can wrap things up here.
Charlotte: I thought we were doing experiments?
Michael: We have been. It’s been a good hour since I shot the trashcan and there hasn’t been a single roamer. Maybe they’re not attracted by sound, after all.
Charlotte: They are. They have to be. I’ve witnessed as much myself.
Michael: I thought so, too.
Charlotte: There might not be any around. I admit it seems weird, but I know for a fact they’re alerted by noise. I used to hide from them up trees. If a branch creaked or if a few acorns fell to the ground, they’d stop and take notice.
Michael: This doesn’t rule it out. We’ll just have to come back tomorrow and try again.
Charlotte: You sound disappointed?
Michael: I am. I’m curious to discover how these things work. They always turn up at the worst possible moment, but the one time you actually want them? They’re nowhere to be found. Annoying little fuckwits.
Charlotte: You should start thinking your wishes through before you make them.
Lorna: Beatrice? Is she alive?
Peter: She’s with Georgie… back at Henry’s camp.
Lorna: And why aren’t you there?
Peter: I had to come looking for you.
Lorna: No. You didn’t.
Peter: How can you say that, Lorna? You’re my wife. I love you.
Lorna: You’ve got to let that go.
Peter: Excuse me?
Lorna: Look at this world, Peter. Just look at it. It’s dead. There are no husbands and wives. No sons or daughters. No brothers or sisters. Not anymore. It’s just death and destruction and misery and decay and rotting corpses. The life we had, the life we shared, is gone. And it’s not coming back. It died the night this started…
Lorna: We were fools to carry on… to even try.
Peter: I don’t believe that.
Lorna: It doesn’t matter what you believe. It’s true.
Peter: All I know is there’s a little girl not far from here who is desperate to see her Mummy again.
Peter: You can’t just turn your back on her.
Lorna: She has you. You’ve kept her safe. You’ll continue to do so.
Peter: She needs you, too.
Lorna: No. She doesn’t. I’m a failure. I couldn’t protect Milo.
Lorna: I had a knife in my pocket the night Eli kidnapped us. I could’ve used it… I should’ve… I just… didn’t have it in me.
Peter: You can’t blame yourself for what happened.
Lorna: Of course I can. I failed, Peter. You’ve kept Beatrice alive. You achieved for our daughter what I couldn’t for our son.
Peter: So, this is why you’re acting like this? Because you feel guilty?
Lorna: I’m not a mother anymore. I can’t be. I won’t be.
Peter: That’s such bullshit! You think I don’t feel guilt!? Knowing that psychopath had you and Milo and I just sat around a campfire hoping you’d turn up! I failed as well in case you haven’t noticed! It didn’t even occur to me that Eli had you. I assumed he would’ve played that card a lot sooner if he had.
Lorna: Like I said, I had a chance to kill him. I didn’t. Milo paid the price for my weakness.
Peter: It’s not as simple as that and you know it.
Lorna: I’m not coming back with you, Peter.
Lorna: I’m not going to sit around and play happy families.
Peter: Jesus, that’s what you think I want to do!? Our son is dead, Lorna. I buried him yesterday. You think I want to act as if everything’s all right!? Of course it’s not! I’ll never be the same again… none of us will! I want my wife back. I want to try and put my family back together… what’s left of us, at least!
Lorna: You need to accept what I already have…
Lorna: Our family is dead.
Peter: What the fuck gives you the right to say that!? Our daughter’s alive… our little Beatrice… she’s scared and alone… waiting for us to go back to her… and you’re refusing to be a mother because you feel guilty!? Are you really that much of a selfish bitch!?
Lorna: Get off me.
Peter: You need to snap out of this!
Lorna: Let me go!
Peter: You’re not seeing clearly! You’re not thinking straight!
Lorna: GET THE FUCK OFF ME!
Peter: What the-!?
Lorna: I warned you.
Peter: What the hell has happened to you, Lorna!?
Lorna: Eli happened.
Calvin: What did you do? Before all this?
Georgie: I worked at a comic book store.
Georgie: I know. Lame, right?
Calvin: Are you kidding? It’s awesome.
Georgie: Yeah, I loved it. I’d give anything to go back in time and have one more day there… just a taste of the old life.
Calvin: For sure.
Calvin: So, you a Marvel or DC girl?
Georgie: I liked them both.
Calvin: That’s a cop out and you know it.
Georgie: I suppose I preferred Marvel. The X-Men were always my favourites.
Calvin: I preferred The Avengers.
Georgie: That’s disappointing.
Annette: You guys finished with your flirting?
Georgie: We’re not flirting.
Annette: Yeah, and I’m Madonna. Fancy giving us a hand? We could use the help.
Rachel: You should take it easy, Annette. You’ve been working all day. You’ll wear yourself out.
Annette: I’m perfectly fine of pulling my weight, thanks very much.
Georgie: You girls mind if I sit this one out? I’m useless at gardening.
Annette: No problem, hon.
Penny: I’m Penny, by the way. We haven’t met yet.
Georgie: I’m Georgie. Nice to meet you.
Penny: You, too. This little beauty here is my Dolly.
Georgie: Sweet. It must be nice for Ben to have a friend.
Penny: I’m sure it would be if she’d give him the time of day. She plays hard to get.
Annette: Right, c’mon, Calvin. Help us out here.
Calvin: Must I?
Annette: She’s got the kid to look after. What’s your excuse?
Calvin: I guess I don’t have one.
Annette: There you are, then. Step forward and get working.
Calvin: Yes, ma’am.
Calvin: Catch you later?
Georgie: I think I might observe. I’ll let you know if you’re doing a good job.
Calvin: Oh, fantastic.
Michael: So, yeah, good luck. Take my gun. You might need it.
Charlotte: You’re gonna let me deal with this alone!?
Michael: I’m useless when it comes to these things! Any more than three of ‘em and I might as well be limbless!
Charlotte: I’ll personally make you limbless myself if you leave this all to me!
Michael: Hey, Alexis told you to bring the kid! I won’t be of use to anybody dead!
Charlotte: Michael, I swear to God…
Michael: I’ll be with you in spirit.
Charlotte: Fucking idiot…
Charlotte: Too many.
Michael: I helped.
Michael: OK… all right… guess I deserved that.
Michael: Wait, no! Keep it alive! We’re not finished for today… not now we have a live one!
Charlotte: Like hell we aren’t done. There could be another pack coming for all we know!
Michael: If there is, we’ll get in the car and go. You have my word. Just please, tie that thing up. Put it in the trunk. We need it.
Charlotte: I must be out of my mind.
Peter: Have you calmed down?
Lorna: I’m sorry. But I did warn you. You heard me warn you.
Peter: I’m sorry for calling you a bitch. That was out of line. I have no idea what you’ve been through… what Eli did to you…
Lorna: He didn’t lay a hand on me. Not really.
Lorna: I mean, I tried to escape a few times so his boys used to rough me up when restraining me, but Eli himself? Never violent. If you can believe it.
Peter: Did he… try anything?
Peter: You answered that too quickly for my liking.
Lorna: Can you move?
Peter: Where are you going?
Lorna: I’m leaving.
Peter: You’re not going anywhere. Not until we’ve talked properly.
Lorna: I have nothing else to say.
Peter: Tough shit. I’m not done.
Lorna: He never touched me… sexually… nothing like that…
Peter: You swear?
Lorna: I wouldn’t say he didn’t if he did. But you’re probably wondering about my hair.
Lorna: Some nights I used to be escorted into this bedroom. I figured out pretty quickly it was his. At first I was terrified. I sobbed and screamed for somebody to let me out. I was convinced I was gonna be made to sleep with him. I wouldn’t have done it for anything. Not a thing.
Lorna: I would’ve bit his cock off given half a chance.
Lorna: I exhausted myself out so much that I got into bed and tried to relax. I remember the feeling of my tears running down my face as the door opened. I heard him walk in…
Peter: What did he do?
Lorna: He laid down beside me and talked. I say talked, it was more like an actor delivering a monologue. The ramblings of a mad-man. He always stroked me… ran his fingers through my hair, for hours at a time.
Peter: So, he never-?
Lorna: No, but that was bad enough. After a few nights of this I made it clear I wasn’t going to be a willing participant anymore. I climbed on top of him…
Lorna: And began to choke the fucking life out of him.
Lorna: Unfortunately one of his men happened to walk in. I was seconds away from ending the cunt. If only I succeeded. But I failed. Again. Story of my life.
Lorna: When I got to Henry’s camp, he took me to this fenced off area to get cleaned up. I came across some shaving equipment. It was a God-send because I could still feel Eli’s fingers in my hair. His disgusting, skinny, sweaty little fingers caressing me… like I was his pet… a submissive little slave for him to grope and manhandle. I took it all off. Without a second’s thought.
Lorna: I might feel different when it grows back. Hell, I could even keep it this way. I like it.
Peter: You loved your hair.
Lorna: I did. I also loved our home, our son, our marriage, and the life we shared, but it’s like I said…
Lorna: All dead.
Lorna: Go home, Peter.
Bobby: Oh… hey.
Steph: I know you don’t know who I am, but I felt it was right to introduce myself. I’m Steph… the idiot who shot you.
Bobby: I see.
Steph: I’m really sorry, Bobby. I thought Eli’s men were coming to attack us…
Bobby: You couldn’t see it was just me and one other person!? That I’m basically a kid!?
Steph: It was dark. I never met Eli, but from all the stories I heard, everything I was told… I just reacted. Or over-reacted, I should say.
Bobby: That’s putting it lightly. I could’ve died.
Steph: I know, and I’m sorry for that. Anyway, I thought it was best I show my face and apologise. I’ll leave you be.
Bobby: I’m not gonna forget what you did, but I get that accidents happen. I forgive you.
Steph: Thanks. That means a lot.
Bobby: Do you know where I might find a guy called Luke? I’ve been told I owe him my life.
Steph: Uh, yeah. He’s in the green coloured house over there.
Monty: Jenson’s run to the garden centre could be the making of this place. We’ve got everything we could ever need to start up a farm. I’m talking tomatoes, cucumbers, runner-beans, strawberries, cabbages, carrots, parsnips, potatoes…
Alexis: That’s great, Monty. Mind if we speak later? I have an errand to run.
Monty: Sure. No problem.
Alexis: Hey, Steph. Got a sec?
Alexis: You spoke to Bobby, then.
Steph: Relax. I went along with the story.
Alexis: I never doubted you wouldn’t. It’s like I told you earlier, I trust you.
Steph: It pissed me off a little bit… taking the blame for something when you ordered me to pull the trigger, but he seems like a nice kid and he’s let it go. So no harm done, I suppose.
Alexis: You’re a good woman, Steph.
Steph: Yeah, I’m a peach.
Alexis: You’ll be back on watch soon. I promise you.
Steph: I should hope so.
Michael: You not going to talk to me? Giving me the cold shoulder won’t make me shut up.
Michael: I’m sorry, OK? I panic around those things. I’m not the most physical of people.
Charlotte: Just, shut the fuck up, all right? I mean it this time. You don’t want to push me further.
Michael: Home sweet home.
Charlotte: What did I just say!?
Alvin: Who goes there?
Michael: Who goes there!? Who in God’s name speaks like that in this day and age? Just open the door, Alvin.
Alexis: Welcome back.
Alexis: What’s her problem?
Michael: A big pack surrounded us.
Alexis: For crying out loud, Michael. I told you to be careful.
Michael: I did. I climbed into the car… left them all to her.
Alexis: No wonder she’s mad.
Michael: I felt it was time to call it a day. We’ve got a live one in the trunk so it might be best if we leave the car outside for the night.
Alexis: You brought one back!?
Michael: If I want to conduct further tests, I’ll need to keep some handy. Running out hoping to catch one at a time … it’s not going to work. They’re like ants; you see one… you see dozens.
Alexis: All right. We’ll work something out. Try to capture a few at a time. You’ve got to be careful though, Michael. We need you alive.
Michael: Rest assured; I’ll have safety procedures in place. I want to carry on breathing just as much as you want me to, believe it or not.
Luke: So, what can I do for you?
Bobby: I just wanted to thank you. For giving me blood.
Luke: It’s not a big deal.
Bobby: It’s a huge deal.
Luke: Well, I’m sure you’d do the same for me.
Bobby: For a stranger? With the way things are now? Probably not. That’s why I’m so touched by what you did.
Luke: Jasmin, you all right?
Luke: Sorry about that. She’s just lost somebody close to her…
Bobby: That Derrick guy?
Luke: Yeah. It’s the first time I’ve seen her come downstairs since it happened. I think she’d fallen for him.
Bobby: That’s rough.
Charlotte: Bobby, you in there?
Luke: It’s open!
Bobby: You’re back.
Bobby: What do you mean?
Charlotte: That idiot almost got me killed.
Bobby: What the fuck!? Oh, this is Luke, by the way.
Charlotte: Yeah, hi.
Charlotte: Now I know why she wanted us to help the whizz-kid with his little science experiments.
Charlotte: She wants us dead.
Luke: You talking about Alexis?
Charlotte: Who else? You trust that woman?
Luke: Not even a little bit.
Charlotte: Yet you didn’t support your buddy when he tried to kick her out?
Luke: Some buddy he was. He had me beaten to a pulp. Anyway, it was a stupid plan. She’s too smart.
Charlotte: She certainly is. You’ve got to give her that much, at least.
Bobby: So, what do we do?
Charlotte: I don’t know. I need to think.
Jai: This is it.
Aimi: Yeah, guess it is.
Sean: It’s a lovely place, this. I’ll miss it, for sure.
Jai: I think we all will.
Lorna: Stop it.
Lorna: Wasn’t talking to you.
Lorna: I thought you left.
Lorna: You didn’t go in the other bedroom, did you?
Peter: No. Why?
Lorna: There’re some bodies in there. Ugly sight. You don’t want to see it.
Peter: I was close to saving him, you know? Milo…I would’ve got there on time had been just that little bit quicker.
Lorna: How can you be sure of that?
Peter: It happened mere seconds before we arrived. If Eli hadn’t of slashed the tires on our cars…
Lorna: He was always going to. He knew slowing you down just a little bit could make all the difference. He had the entire thing planned to a T.
Peter: I asked this woman, Alexis, if we could borrow one of her vehicles. She refused. Had she let us, it would’ve made a difference. I could’ve saved him.
Lorna: Who is she?
Peter: Alexis Norton? A crazy, psychotic, cold-hearted bitch. She has a safe-base in Summerlyn.
Lorna: A Safe-base?
Peter: A housing complex that was under construction when this all started, so the walls surrounding the perimeter are still standing. She has a good number of survivors there. She’s powerful.
Lorna: Why did she refuse to give you a car?
Peter: Because she’s a fucking idiot. Honestly, I had to refrain from putting a bullet in her.
Lorna: You should’ve.
Peter: I can’t make you come back with me
Lorna: No, you can’t.
Peter: So, where are you going to go? What will you do?
Lorna: Eli, he kept this map. I found it the night this all happened. After I broke out… just before Henry found me.
Peter: When you tortured a young man and killed him?
Lorna: Henry told you about that, did he?
Peter: You ask that so nonchalantly, as if it doesn’t even matter what you did.
Lorna: It doesn’t.
Peter: Henry said he was just a kid. Couldn’t have been more than twenty.
Lorna: Oh, you feel sorry for the guy?
Peter: Maybe they weren’t all so bad? Eli was charismatic and charming if he needed to be. He probably brainwashed people.
Lorna: Just because you’ve never killed anybody, doesn’t mean you have a right to try and make me feel bad for taking out someone who…
Peter: I have killed.
Peter: It was an hour or so after we found Milo. I was… well, I can’t even put into words how I was feeling… what I was thinking. A follower of Eli’s ran into us. Sean and the others raised their guns. I listened to them debate on whether to take him out. So, I just did it. Shot him in the face. Then I turned and walked away. Like it didn’t even matter. But it does matter. Taking a life should always matter.
Lorna: You did the right thing.
Peter: Did I?
Lorna: He worked for Eli. He deserved to die. The young man I killed… he did, too.
Lorna: The men and women who aided Eli, stood by him, helped him survive and carry out his atrocities… they all deserve to die. They’re all going to die.
Peter: What do you-?
Lorna: Like I said, I found a map. He obviously wasn’t all that familiar with the area outside Summerlyn as he marked the locations of several camps and strong-holds. I’ve checked a few of them out. All but one has been abandoned so far.
Peter: What about the one that wasn’t?
Lorna: That’s abandoned now as well… for different reasons.
Peter: What did you do?
Lorna: I joined them for some tea and biscuits. What do you think I did, Peter!? I killed them.
Peter: What the hell!? How can you be sure they even worked with Eli? He might’ve written their location down for anything! They might have been normal people… like us… people he intended to bully… destroy!
Lorna: Give me some credit, for fuck sake. I made sure and I will always make sure. They were bad people. They got what was coming to them.
Peter: So, this is what you’re going to spend your time left on this planet doing!?
Lorna: That’s right.
Peter: Running around, playing a cat and mouse game!? Carrying out revenge on a man who’s already dead!?
Lorna: That’s why you think I’m doing this!? If I can stop them from hurting somebody’s child… even if it’s just the one. Won’t that be worth it?
Peter: Milo’s gone, Lorna. There’s nothing we can do about that. But our daughter’s alive. Your baby girl.
Lorna: If you weren’t around to take care of her… but you are. You’re tough. You’ll keep her safer than what I ever could.
Peter: We could both keep her safe, Lorna. We can go to Henry’s camp. We can have a life there.
Lorna: Are you really stupid enough to believe that?
Lorna: You should go. A nasty cloud’s heading this way. Get to shelter while you can.
Peter: I’m not going anywhere.
Lorna: Just get out.
Angie: (From afar) PETER!
Peter: What the fuck!?
Angie: GET OUT HERE! NOW!
Peter: There’s dozens of those things! We need to make a run for it!
Lorna: Go down. Fight them off.
Peter: Where the hell are you going!?
Lorna: I’ll be down in a second.
Peter: Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!
Peter: What are you doing!?
Angie: Oh, I’m sorry, should I be inviting them in!? C’mon! We need to go!
Angie: Where is she!?
Peter: We can’t leave her. We have to take them out.
Angie: Are you crazy!?
Peter: We can do this!
Angie: THERE’S TOO MANY!
Peter: We can do this, Ange!
Angie: WE NEED TO RUN!
Peter: Get inside!
Angie: That’s not going to hold them back for long.
Peter: It’ll give us enough time. Lorna!? Where the hell are you!? Get down here!
Peter: What the-!? Who the hell is this!?
Lorna: This is David. Say hello, David.
David: Please… just let me go.
Lorna: Say hello!
David: HELLO! OK? I said it! Just don’t hurt me again…
Peter: That’s the real reason you didn’t want me to go into the other bedroom. You’ve been holding him all this time?
Lorna: I knew you’d disapprove.
Peter: Too right I would! It’s is the sort of thing Eli would do.
Lorna: He hurt good people, innocent people, those not capable of defending themselves. David here… is scum.
Angie: He doesn’t look like scum to me.
Lorna: Who the fuck asked you?
David: Please… make her let me go.
Peter: We need to leave.
Lorna: In a moment. David here’s got some information for me. Haven’t you, Davey?
Angie: Stop this. It’s cruel.
Lorna: Cruel? No, I think this is karma creeping up on Davey and fucking him from behind. That’s what you did to those girls at that camp I found you in, wasn’t it, David? You raped them and then strangled them? Left their bodies out to rot. You and your buddy’s… may they rest in peace.
David: No, you’ve got it wrong! She’s lying!
Lorna: You confessed it to me when I broke your fingers, you little creep. Don’t try and hide it now. They’re not going to save you.
David: Please… stop this.
Lorna: I’ve told you I’ll let you go if you provide me with the information I need. So, for the final time: the camp Eli had written on the back of his map… the place known as Glitz. Where is it?
David: I don’t know! I swear I don’t know!
Lorna: In case you haven’t fucking noticed, the dead are at the door. I no longer have the time for this. Tell me now or I swear to God I’ll slit your throat.
David: You promise you’ll let me go?
Lorna: You have my word.
David: How can I trust that?
Lorna: These two will give me hell if I don’t.
David: Glitz… it’s a nightclub. In Little Oak.
Lorna: You’re lying.
David: I’m not!
Lorna: I’ve been there. It’s abandoned. There’s nothing left.
David: It’s underground! The entrance is through big black doors… it goes underneath the old hotel. The man you’re looking for…
David: He’s there.
Lorna: And he and his people definitely worked for Eli?
Lorna: You’re sure?
David: He was a torturer. Eli used him a couple of times for a few prisoners who were tough to crack… who weren’t willing to give up the location of their supplies and other survivors. Drake and his guys helped secure the swimming centre and assisted Eli in attacking some camps which posed a threat. I know for sure, OK? I saw it myself. Now please, please, just let me go.
Lorna: There. That wasn’t so hard, was it?
Angie: This is your wife!?
Lorna: Well done, Peter. You’re getting it. You’re finally getting it.
Lorna: I was your wife. And this here was David.
Lorna: HERE’S YOUR APPETIZERS, FOLKS!
Lorna: Sorry about the wait.
David: NO! YOU BALD FUCKING BITCH! I HOPE DRAKE CUTS YOU IN TWO!
Lorna: Don’t even think about it.
Lorna: Here’s our opening.
Lorna: You coming, or what?
Peter: What the fuck was that!?
Lorna: Goodbye, Peter.
Peter: You’re just gonna leave!?
Lorna: I’ve said all there is to say. Go back to Henry’s camp. Play house. I’ve got important things to attend to.
Angie: Let her go.
Peter: I can’t believe this.
Angie: Hey, it’s OK.
Peter: She’s gone. I’ve lost her.
Angie: She’s been through a lot of trauma. She just needs time.
Peter: The woman I loved… my wife… that’s not her. Eli took her. She’s gone.
Peter: I only have Beatrice now.
Angie: That’s not true. You have me. You have Sean. You have all of us.
Angie: We need to go.