Dorothea

Where am I?

Hey, hey, it's all right, Dorothea.

I'm here.

Oh, Patty, I had the most awful dream.

What was it?

My father, he's coming to take me soon.

I can feel it.

Did you do it?

Want the truth?

Yes.

Tell the whole world the truth?

Is that what you want?

Hell, why not?

One word that's been the scourge of feminine existence

since the beginning of time.

No.

No, stop!

No!

No... no.

You're coming with me.

So I can keep an eye on you.

Please, Axel!

Fucking whore.

Are you gonna keep fucking all those, men?

You're a...

Filthy fucking whore.

OH... FUCK YOU!

That's right.

Stop.

Axel.

Please.

Dorothea?

"Mad Dog" by Zephyr

Went to a party party on Tuesday night

The girls were twist in Twistin the night away

It may sound funny it may sound weird but

My little girl, she wasn't there for me, for me, for me,

for me

I was a mad dog, mad dog I couldn't see

I was a mad dog, mad dog I couldn't see

I couldn't believe

I was a mad dog, mad dog they should've shot me.

But I'm all right now

whoa whoa yeah

My girl was dancing, dancing across the floor

oh... she looks, so sweet

She was so happy happy with her new amour

The eyes of love were oh so clear, but my little girl

she wasn't there for me. For me, for me, for me

for... me

I was a mad dog mad dog I couldn't see

I was a mad dog mad dog I couldn't believe

I was a mad dog, mad dog they should've shot me.

But I'm all right now

whoa whoa yeah

But I'm all right now

Near threw my back out dragging the big lug.

But, anything worth while, usually involves a little pain.

I think, if it were a Woolrich or Cain novel that gave me the notion.

I think, if it were a Woolrich or Cain novel that gave me the notion.

Can't recall which at the moment

only that it stuck, like a burning ember within my head.

Is this the hospital?

Oh, God. I think it's his heart.

My husband

he's in the shower.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I was making his breakfast, and I heard a crash.

No. I can't get in. The door is locked.

But he won't answer.

No, I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

It's 4840 Whitsett.

Please hurry.

It was that easy.

Worked like a charm.

No one suspected a thing.

Dorothea, you're bleeding.

Come here.

Water.

Come here.

Better?

Yes, thank you.

Patty.

Queenie's out of the hole.

She'll be looking to get ya.

Any suggestions?

Don't let her get you alone.

Okay, thanks, Beth.

See ya.

Trouble?

Queenie, the resident bull dyke.

She tried to make me her bitch.

I told the warden,

and she gave her 30 days in solitaire.

When I first got here

one of them lezzies, tried to pop my cherry.

I told her, "Sweetie, the whole pie is long gone,

but you're welcome to what crumbs is left."

Times were better then.

Weren't all puppy dogs and rainbows back when...

Even on the day, supposed to be the happiest day of a woman's life.

County Courthouse, 1966.

My handsome, third husband, Roberto Puente.

He was nineteen years my junior.

Sure, I robbed the cradle, can you blame me, look at him.

Woo!

Plus, he was from a good family

that owned property throughout California,

and just between you and me, gave me my first orgasm.

Life was looking up, right?

Ha! Wrong.

Our marriage was short.

Easy, baby.

Fuck her. You said you were going to leave her divorce her.

Shh!

I am.

Gotta be quiet, though.

Hurry.

Zephyr's "Someone Like You"

Clouds are much whiter since you came my way

Colors are brighter,

So are things that I say...

I've been lonely, I've been blue

Lookin' for someone, Someone like you

But, it's hard to find what you're looking for!

It's over?

What do you mean it's over?

You're not getting it.

Yeah, right, you speak some English.

Fuck you!

Is that good enough English for you?

No, it's not, what I do?

I didn't do anything!

Fucking pute!

Where are you going?

Adios, Dorothea!

What? I didn't do anything!

Oh! Oh!

Is that her? You cheatin' pig!

I can't believe you're doing this!

Bye-bye, Granny.

Zephyr's "Someone Like You"

I've been lonely, I've been blue... Lookin' for someone

Good riddance.

Though my next husband, Pedro Montalvo weren't no better.

Mean as the day is long and twice as drunk.

Two months of living hell that I won't relive.

I was good for something.

Tell him I got you probation for those 34 counts of treasury fraud.

Helped?

You bet your lily white gringo ass, honey.

Just because the judge took lenience on me,

after I told him how you beat the shit out of me,

and ran off with all my money.

Your money?

Stop.

Vaya con dios.

Cut it out. Parada. Parada.

Oh, sorry to bother you.

I'm here about the room for rent.

Who should I talk to?

She's...

Oh, she's down there in the hat.