Elizabeth: [opens the door] Kelli's lying, okay? She hates Mark.
[throws bag to the right of the door]
Marie: How long are you gonna keep denying it?
Elizabeth: I-I fell - I tripped over the curb-I
[Marie grabs her from behind]
Marie: [hysterical, emotional] You look in the mirror!
Elizabeth: [mutters] Or what?
Marie: Tell me you did that to your face by falling!
[pushes past her]
Elizabeth: Mom - where -
[follows her mom, who goes to Elizabeth's room]
Elizabeth: Mom, what are you doing?
Marie: [starts rifling through her things] You weren't in a car accident the other night. He hit you, didn't he?
Elizabeth: No, no.
Marie: Kelli said she saw him crawling out of the window. He was here that night, wasn't he? You have been lying and you have been sneaking around to protect what? A boy who hits you?
[finds something in the drawer and Elizabeth vainly tries to get it back and she reads it aloud]
Marie: Sorry. Sorry. What does he have to be sorry for, Elizabeth?
[tears up the card]
Marie: You are never, ever seeing that boy again. You hear me?
Elizabeth: [emotional] You don't get it. I love him. I can't live without him; I will always love him.
Marie: [voice increases in volume] What is wrong with you? He hit you!
Elizabeth: You don't understand, okay? It was my fault!
[crying; Marie comes over and clasps her head in her hands]
Marie: You get that thought out of your head. Do you hear me?
[after some seconds embraces her with a deep sigh]
