Is that fuckin' right, Nadine Cross? Because I know a shitton about you, for such a stranger.
[ There is so much poison in her voice, in her glare. It gives the impression that Nadine has somehow harmed Julie herself, and while that's not true, it's hard to meet the gaze of someone who crushed their own baby to death in utero without those feelings.
Julie is, after all, from the heartland of America's conservative movement. And while she's loose enough to excuse a first-trimester abortion (she is all in favor of being a responsible tramp), seeing Nadine dead in the lobby had crushed any sympathy she might have had. ]
Must be nice out there, livin' it up while your husband rots in prison. You been toastin' champagne to the baby you murdered while he's stuck in here?
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[ There is so much poison in her voice, in her glare. It gives the impression that Nadine has somehow harmed Julie herself, and while that's not true, it's hard to meet the gaze of someone who crushed their own baby to death in utero without those feelings.
Julie is, after all, from the heartland of America's conservative movement. And while she's loose enough to excuse a first-trimester abortion (she is all in favor of being a responsible tramp), seeing Nadine dead in the lobby had crushed any sympathy she might have had. ]
Must be nice out there, livin' it up while your husband rots in prison. You been toastin' champagne to the baby you murdered while he's stuck in here?