Mrs. Winterbourne

We live in times of such rapid change...

...that it's easy to feel overwhelmed.

We believe that we're not in control of our lives.

The demands are so high.

We hear in our media how our future

may not be as great as our past.

We're caught up in making a living

instead of designing our lives.

We forgot what we're capable of.

Let me tell you the truth.

The future will be what we decide to make it.

There are people who will succeed in making a difference.

They live with passion.

They're doing things differently than people living in fear.

It's a gIorious day, isn't it?

HeIIo, Father. Lieutenant Ambrose.

We'd Iike to speak with Mrs. Winterbourne.

That wouId be me.

Patricia Winterbourne?

She's my daughter-in-Iaw. What is this regarding?

The murder of Steven DeCunzo.

Then you'II want to speak with me.

Why is that?

I'm the one who kiIIed him.

Oh, my!

Oh, my!

Steve DeCunzo. That's a name l'd rather forget.

Let's go back to the beginning.

My name's Connie Doyle. l grew up in Hoboken, New Jersey.

Mom died when l was 1 2.

Dad and l just didn't get along.

At 18, l decided to give us both breathing room.

''Destiny is waiting for you. You just gotta go find it.''

lf you're looking for fate, try New York City.

And guess who l met that very first day?

Hi.

What's that behind your ear?

Neat.

Steve DeCunzo.

It's nice. But it don't say what you do.

Good cards don't do that.

It's too showy.

See, I'm an agent.

Wow! For who?

I'm not at Iiberty to say. It's professionaI ethics.

How oId are you?

Eighteen. Today's my birthday.

You're shitting me.

You seem so mature.

-ReaIIy? -That's it. We gotta ceIebrate.

Happy birthday!

For me?

Steve assured me l was both beautiful and unappreciated.

The last thing a teenage girl wants to hear.

Yeah, l fell for it.

Moved right in with him.

What the heII...

lt was okay for a while.

Maybe he didn't give me flowers, but...

...l sure had my pick of stolen car radios.

The important thing was, he took care of me.

And he didn't ask for too much in return.

But if this was supposed to be my big destiny thing...

...l was expecting a little more.

Come on, Ma. Give me a sign.

I'm pregnant!

Isn't that great?

What do you mean you're pregnant?

What do you mean, ''What do I mean''?

I took a test and it came out positive.

We're gonna have a baby!

You're gonna teII me it's mine?

-Of course it is. I mean, who eIse?

Don't give me that shit!

You screwed Connie, didn't you?

No, man, never.

I said, ''Did you screw Connie?''

Sure, I did. Yeah, Iots.

SIut.

Get rid of it.

I'm not getting rid of it!

So ends my brief history with men.

After that, l just kept getting bigger.

They fired me as a waitress. The uniform didn't fit.

So l blew my money on luxuries like food and toothpaste.

My time at the Yran out.

l was about to spend the night on the streets.

Now l got this baby to think about,

and l just can't let that happen.

It's Connie! I'm about to have your

baby in the street. Come watch!

Steve's out at the moment.

Hey!

I need a pIace to stay! You owe me that!

This ain't home!

You owe me!

You don't want me to come down there.

I want you to come down here!

I wiII!

Come on down then!

I'm not coming down!

I'm teIIing you, I got no pIace! I got no money!

here.

You wanted to have a baby? Fine.

Have it in the street.

That's it, Steve!

Jesus Christ.

UnbeIievabIe.

Don't try to bIow me off Iike that.

Get over here.

I'II heIp you pray.

Give an oId man a quarter?

No? I'II heIp you to your train.

Get your hands off me. Don't touch me! Nobody touches me!

Somebody touched you.

Here.

I was saving it. But, go on, take it.

Gee.

And here's a sheIter on the West Side.

I mean, they pray at you, but the food's okay.

Thanks.

Wait a second!

Look out!

HoId it. Wait.

Board!

This ain't the subway!

Let me out!

-Hey, where does this train go? -Boston.

Tickets!

Tickets!

Tickets!

Mister, pIease!

Ticket!

My husband must have it. Steve!

Ticket.

I have her tickets, sir.

ToId you I had a husband.

Of course she has. I mean, Iook at her.

Or are you impIying something about my wife?

No, sir!

Sorry, sir.

Wow, thanks!

I've had a rough coupIe of days.

We're not reaIIy married, are we?

No, we're not.

You Iook very thirsty. WouId you Iike a soda?

Thanks.

You're weIcome.

Let's go sit down.

ReaIIy?

I'm teIIing you, you'II never find a seat.

I had no idea it wouId be this crowded.

I forgot about spring break.

Those coIIege days seem a miIIion miIes away.

Don't they ever?

Patricia.

Hugh.

Is there something I shouId know?

I picked up a pregnant woman in the cIub car.

He has a thing for us. Did you get my drink?

He gave it to me.

I Iike her better than you.

WouId you get me another one?

Why not? I mean, who knows?

Maybe I'II get Iucky again. PIay nice.

Hi.

My name's Connie.

Oh, man! I'm sorry.

It's aII right. That's okay. HardIy anything.

I'II cIean that right up. Here. I'm so sorry.

I've got-- Here. Here we go.

Here.

There, got it.

No probIem.

So, how far aIong are you?

Oh, I don't know. TweIve, 1 3 months.

You know, you are my first American conversation.

-I've Iived in Hong Kong since I was 8. -Yeah?

We throw soda now. It's a new thing.

Anyway, I'm gonna meet Hugh's famiIy. I'm so nervous.

Oh, my God! You're soaked, aren't you? Put it on.

Oh, I insist. Yeah?

Anyway, my dad was a banker.

About a year ago, my dad died.

I didn't know what I was going to do.

I didn't have anybody. I don't even remember my mom.

I'm sorry.

Feet get big when you're pregnant.

I haven't seen feet this big since I saw the Knicks.

WeII, Iook at my fingers. Like hot dogs.

I gotta get this ring off.

Shoot!

Oh, no!

''Dear Penthouse, I thought it wouId be a IoneIy ride--''

There's an empty tabIe.

If we move right now, we can eat. Yes?

Be right there.

He'II kiII me if I Iose it.

I'II get it.

I got it.