Why did you hit your mother?
I HATE her.
Why?
Because she's always bothering me, always wanting me to be a proper child. She hates me.
You've said nothing that indicates that she hates you Ruth.
She hates me I know it!
You're wrong.
No, I'm right.
Ruth, if I were to talk to your mother right now, she would say that she loves you very much. In fact, I've taken the liberty to invite your mother here today.
No.
Why Ruth?
She'll slap me and call me names.
No, she won't. Edith, you may enter now.
No, I don't want to see my mother.
Ruth, I don't hate you. I hate seeing you like this.
You sold me mother, you sold me to this institution! You probably were laughing after you left.
No Ruth.
You and father always wanted to get rid of me.
No Ruth, you're wrong.
You always loved Lizbeth more than me. I hate you.
Ruth, no matter what you say, I'll always love you. You can't change that.
You love the twins more than me. You always pass right by me, always correcting my clothing, correcting my posture. Why can't you let me be free?
Ruth, my girl. You're our test run.