Mother: that's right! that's all you do, just sit in front of the tv!
Father: hey, don't break my balls, shut up already!
Mother: you're not gonna help! I gotta deal with your kids and that loser son of yours...
Father: I work hard all day and I gotta deal with your shit! (sound of glass breaking)
Mother: what do you fuckin' think you're doing? what are you doing? !
Father: how do you like that? !
Mother: what do you think you're doing?
Father: how do you like that? !
Mother: you fucking animal!
Father: I told you to shut the hell up!
Mother: don't you ruin my kitchen! I'm sick of this! I want out! I want out!
Father: get the fuck outta here!
Mother: I can't stand this! you and your lousy fucking kids!
Father: hey, how do you like that you bitch? (more glass breaking)
Mother: don't you destroy my kitchen!
Father: hey, I'll destroy your world!
Mother: fuck you! you piece of shit! now get out of here you pig!
Father: yeah, get outta here...you!
Mother: you and your fucking loser son! (door slams) I'm outta here! i'm
Not dealing with nothing anymore! you piece of shit! I want out! I want out!
(kid breathes heavily; turns on stereo)
Mother: get outta here! get outta here! I can't take this anymore!!
(sound of bathroom door opening and closing; bathtub water turned on)
Mother: I want you outta here! right this minute! I gotta use the
Bathroom! whatta you doin' in there? ! you goin' through my makeup? it's my
Bathroom, I gotta use it! don't touch my tampons! it's my bathroom, I work
Hard to keep it clean, I can use it whenever I want!
(sound of kid slitting wrists; brief cry of pain)
Mother: it's my bathroom!
(sound of blood dripping into the bathtub; door opens)
Mother: oh, oh, oh my god! oh jesus christ! no! nooooooooo!!!!!!!! ooooh myyyy gooood!!!!
(dripping continues)
(street sounds; door opens and closes; sounds of baby crying and television) Mother: that's right! that's all you do, just sit in front of the tv! Father: hey, don't break my balls, shut up already! Mother: you're not gonna help! I gotta deal with your kids and that loser son of yours... Father: I work hard all day and I gotta deal with your shit! (sound of glass breaking) Mother: what do you fuckin' think you're doing? what are you doing? ! Father: how do you like that? ! Mother: what do you think you're doing? Father: how do you like that? ! Mother: you fucking animal! Father: I told you to shut the hell up! Mother: don't you ruin my kitchen! I'm sick of this! I want out! I want out! Father: get the fuck outta here! Mother: I can't stand this! you and your lousy fucking kids! Father: hey, how do you like that you bitch? (more glass breaking) Mother: don't you destroy my kitchen! Father: hey, I'll destroy your world! Mother: fuck you! you piece of shit! now get out of here you pig! Father: yeah, get outta here...you! Mother: you and your fucking loser son! (door slams) I'm outta here! i'm Not dealing with nothing anymore! you piece of shit! I want out! I want out! (kid breathes heavily; turns on stereo) Mother: get outta here! get outta here! I can't take this anymore!! (sound of bathroom door opening and closing; bathtub water turned on) Mother: I want you outta here! right this minute! I gotta use the Bathroom! whatta you doin' in there? ! you goin' through my makeup? it's my Bathroom, I gotta use it! don't touch my tampons! it's my bathroom, I work Hard to keep it clean, I can use it whenever I want! (sound of kid slitting wrists; brief cry of pain) Mother: it's my bathroom! (sound of blood dripping into the bathtub; door opens) Mother: oh, oh, oh my god! oh jesus christ! no! nooooooooo!!!!!!!! ooooh myyyy gooood!!!! (dripping continues) Explain Request ×
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