Thomas:I got a little carried away at our last session. And I’m sorry.
[pause]
Thomas:Well?
Amelia:I don’t know what to say.
Thomas:You can say anything with me. You know that.
Amelia:Can I? I’m afraid of you, Thomas.
Thomas:You don’t have to be. It will never happen again.
Amelia:Won’t it? You sound like an abusive husband. You’re apologetic, you say it won’t happen again, until—what? Until I make you mad again?
Thomas:Now you’re hurting my feelings.
Amelia:Why? Because of what Kelli Walker is saying about you?
Thomas:As if I could ever hurt Rose.
Amelia:She has pictures, Thomas.
[pause]
Thomas:So you believe it now? That I hurt her? That I killed her? Because you saw some pictures of Rose’s face all beaten up?
[pause]
Amelia:Thomas, the last time I saw you, you flipped my glass coffee table. Shattered it. And then you choked me. You put your hands around my neck and squeezed. And I couldn’t breathe.
Thomas:I was angry. I wasn’t thinking straight.
Amelia:Men and their anger. You seem to think it’s a blanketexcuse. “I was angry,” so—what? So you can do whatever you want?
Thomas:Come on. You know I’m not like that.
Amelia:I’m beginning to question what I know.
Thomas:I’m going through the most stressful experience of my life. I’ve lost my wife. My kids are depressed and traumatized. I’m being publicly accused of things I didn’t do. And I’m paying a lawyer a small fortune to build a defense, so I don’t have to go to jail. I’m not myself, Amelia.
[pause]
Amelia:Be that as it may—there’s something I need you to know.
[pause]
Thomas:Yes?
Amelia:I’ve been recording these sessions.
[pause]
Thomas:What? Amelia, at our first session, Iaskedyou, and you told me…
Amelia:Yes. And now I’m telling you the truth. I’ve been recording from the beginning.
Thomas:But why? Don’t you trust me? After all we’ve been through?