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Amelia: [Samuel comes out from hiding and Amelia shrieks like a banshee. Amelia starts approaching Samuel, but he starts wetting himself.] You little pig. Six years old and you're still wetting yourself. You don't know how many times I wished it was you, not him, that died.
Samuel: I just wanted you to be happy.
Amelia: [mocking Samuel] I just want you to be happy. Sometimes I just want to smash your head against the brick wall until your fucking brains pop out.
Samuel: [softly] You're not my mother.
Amelia: What did you say?
Samuel: I said you're not my mother!
Amelia: I AM YOUR MOTHER!
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Samuel: It wasn't me, Mum! The Babadook did it!
Terence Crawford
Extended Reading
