Mommy Baddest - Episode 9
by Jo Watson
The world tilts and Lilly tries to steady herself.
She puts a hand against the wall for support.
Her legs shake.
Her stomach lurches and the taste of bile stings the back of her throat.
Why did her mother say that?
She turns.
Her dad is on his hands and knees checking the body for a pulse.
There’s so much blood!
The air in the basement is icy.
A whiff of steam rises from the puddle of thick, warm blood.
Lilly stumbles over to her dad.
She kneels next to the body and managers to whisper a question to her father.
Are you sure this is Greta?
Lilly’s dad looks up at her.
Confusion contorts his features.
She says this isn’t Greta. She says this isn’t Greta!
Ed quickly texts Sue.
Why did you tell Lilly this wasn’t Greta?
She’s beside herself!
Oh, Ed, Ed, Ed….
You’re such a clever man…
A doctor. So very fancy.
What’s going on here?
I thought you’d never ask, Eddy.
Eddy?
There once was a doctor named Ed.
Who got in over his head.
He tried to kill.
Oh, what a thrill.
But now the wrong woman is dead.
What are you talking about?
WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE?
Do you like riddles, Ed?
Huh?
Sue…what’s wrong with you?
DO. YOU. LIKE. RIDDLES?
No.
A woman is murdered in a basement…
Before she died, she wrote some numbers on the floor in her own blood.
What are you talking about?
9 1 13 1 9 21 5
The question is…Who is she?
She’s Greta. Your sister.
Your sister is dead on the basement floor.
Or is she…?????
You’re in shock, love. We all are.
But it’s her. Greta is dead.
This time she’s really, really dead. I checked.
9 1 13 1 9 21 5
Come on clever man, this is an easy one.
Stop this!
9 1 13 1 9 21 5
DO IT!!!!
Okay. It’s numbers corresponding with the alphabet. Isn’t it?
;)
IAMSUE
Ooooh. Getting so warm…
I AM SUE
???
Bingo!
And the prize goes to clever Eddy.
I don’t understand.
For a doctor, you’re really not that bright.
Shall I spell it out for you?
That dead woman in the basement, or should I say former torture chamber…
Is not Greta, it’s your precious wife Sue.
I’m talking to my wife on the phone. You!
You won’t believe how easy it is to drug someone and then steal their phone in this day and age.
WHAT?
My plan almost worked out perfectly, except for one tiny glitch…
YOU were meant to kill her.
I must say, I do feel a little bad for MY daughter.
I didn’t want her to kill the woman she thinks is her mother. Ooops!
But so be it.
NO!
NO!
It’s impossible!
I don’t believe you.
It can’t be.
Anything’s possible…
Take me, for example.
I survived six stab wounds AND being dumped in a river.
You’re not a very good doctor you know. OR…
WAIT. You knew I was still alive when you tied rocks to my feet and threw me in a river.
Didn’t you?
OMG. It’s you? Is it really you?
Hi!
I THOUGHT YOU WOULD DIE.
Surprise!
OMG OMG OMG.
Fuck fuck OMG.
Swearing!
Sue would hate to hear you talking like that…
Luckily she’s dead!!!
You bitch.
I’ll kill you.
I’ll kill you!
Temper. Temper.
It can’t be!
This can’t be happening.
Who are you???
Jesus, are we back to square one again???
Let’s try again. From the very beginning.
I am Greta.
Sue is lying dead in your basement.
No! No.
Our mother always used to say — before the poor woman met her untimely demise…
Before she went up in a puff of smoke, so to speak ;)
She said you could tell us apart by the birthmark on Sue’s thigh.
It’s not you. It can’t be. NO.
Shall I give you a minute to go and check your pretty wife’s thigh?
5 minutes later
Ed? Hello?
Helloooo.
Are you ready to talk yet?
Shame, are you and Lilly too busy weeping over your wife’s lifeless corpse?
I’ll give you a few more minutes, shall I?
5 minutes later
I’LL KILL YOU!
YOU FUCKING BITCH!
YOU BITCH!
FUCK YOU!!!!!
I’LL KILL YOU. I’LL KILL YOU!
Yes, yes… you already said that.
YOU LET LILLY KILL HER!!!
What kind of evil bitch does that???
How is Lilly going to live with knowing that she killed her own mother?
I AM HER MOTHER!
No, you’re NOT.
I am! You stole her from me.
Because you’re sick. You’re a psycho. A murderer.
Hello! Pot, meet kettle!
You tried to kill me, remember?
No mother would let their child murder someone!!!!
I admit, that wasn’t part of my brilliant plan.
YOU were meant to kill her.
I was really looking forward to you living with that guilt for the rest of your life.
YOU’RE SICK.
YOU DESERVE TO DIE!
And so does Sue! She stabbed me six times.
What did you do to her?
Why was she acting so strangely today?
When I was “dead” I spent a little time with some very interesting people.
Some might call them hippies.
I call them “the enlightened.?
The point is, I learned all about LSD.
Not that crappy acid you get at clubs, or from that pimply boy at the skate park…
The real stuff.
The kind of stuff that brings you face-to-face with your own personal truth and demons.
What are you talking about?
And it was so easy to give it to her.
She really shouldn’t have left her coffee unattended at the restaurant when she went to the bathroom.
It’s so easy for someone to slip something in, don’t you think?
OMG!
I can’t…this is… what have you done?
I’m so glad you’re finally getting this, Ed.
Because I put a lot of work into this plan.
And it was almost perfect, right down to the Oscar-winning performance your wife gave.
I must say, she played the role of deranged, lunatic “sister” so much better than I ever imagined.
WHAT?
And you bought it hook, line and sinker.
I knew what would happen when I drugged her.
How did you know?
It was so obvious what her demons were, especially after what happened the other night.
What do you mean?
When I saw poor Sue have that terrible nightmare.
I saw how she woke up crying and then threw herself on the carpet, on top of the basement door, clawing at it.
I knew what demons and truths the drugs would bring out.
And I knew you would think she was Greta for that. I did hope you would be the one to kill her though, but anyway…
You’re sick. You’re fucking sick.
I think I’m quite brilliant actually.
You have no idea how many weeks of preparation this has taken.
You’ve been spying on us???????
That old treehouse in the backyard is rather comfortable, really.
You’ve been here all along? Watching us???
Oh, yes. But I’ve also done so much more than just watch.
What have you done? Tell me!
Well, remember the other morning in the shower…?
Remember how you screamed and moaned like that?
How you dug your nails into my back?
No. NO!! NO. It wasn’t you.
Come on Ed, you know it was.
While Sue was busy riding the bike at the gym, well, let’s just say, I was riding you!
OMG.
I’m going to be sick.
Jesus. What’s wrong with you???
YOU STOLE MY BABY AND TRIED TO KILL ME.
I thought it would be obvious by now.
And this is revenge! In case that part’s not clear either.
Anyway, you should thank me for the shower.
Now that we have that awkward first night over with…
We can live together as man and wife very comfortably.
WHAT????
NEVER.
Really? And when your perfect, popular wife goes missing, what will you say to everyone?
You don’t want the police crawling all over the place. Do you?
This is not happening. This is not happening. I don’t believe this.
Stop blabbering, Ed! It’s not attractive.
It’s not a quality I want in my husband.
I WILL NEVER BE YOUR HUSBAND!!!!
I don’t think you have a choice in the matter…
If Sue disappears, the police will come calling.
Like it or not, you and Lilly are stuck with me now.
And guess what…
We’ll all be one happy family.
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