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Don't. You know I have to leave in a
minute.

Fifteen seconds is all I need.

God, am I going to miss you.

You're killing me.

So don't go, Ruby.

Stay here with me.

Ten seconds?

What, am I supposed to roll myself down
the front steps?

Giselle, my love, try to keep an open
mind, my darling. I'm sure you'll grow

to love it there.

I'm sure I won't.

And you'll have Ruby to help you along.

Did you say that to make me feel better?

There she is.

So Giselle's already in the car.

Mm -hmm. Aren't you nervous?

I'm excited.

Going to a school like Greenwood was
something I never even dared dream about

when I lived in the bayou. If you
weren't going to the greatest school in

Louisiana, I wouldn't let you leave
here.

Shall we?

We shall.

Goodbye, sweetheart.

Chin up.

Don't get too used to me being gone,
Mother.

Goodbye, Daphne.

Good luck, Ruby.

You went to a voodoo queen to put me in
a wheelchair.

You couldn't pay her a visit to get us
out of this?

Will you ever forgive me for that?

Yeah. When I can walk again, though
never.

Thank

God they're

gone.

What do you think? I think if boredom is
a major, I'm going to get greedy.

What are we, in the army?

It looked completely comfortable to go.

Yeah, maybe to you. You grew up sleeping
in the mud.

Welcome, ladies.

I'm Mrs. Penny. I'm your doormother. You
must be the Dumas sisters.

What gave it away?

You can pick any room you like since
you're the first here. I'm not rooming

her. I'll bunk with literally anyone
else.

Excuse me.

What's your name, girl?

I'm Samantha.

You and me are going to be roomies. Can
you grab my bags for me?

I'm handicapped.

Good afternoon, girls.

I'm Mrs. Penny.

You'll want to hurry and get yourself
settled. We have an assembly at one o

'clock. Your uniforms will be here
shortly.

Uniforms?

I would like to welcome all of you to
Greenwood.

You are joining a small elite group of
scholars and athletes, and we expect

you to make us proud.

At Greenwood, unerring respect for your
teachers and staff is expected without

fail. We do not have time for, nor will
we tolerate, insubordination inside or

outside class.

In addition, the possession of any
alcoholic beverage or any drug on campus

result in your immediate expulsion.

Loud music, smoking, or any act of
vandalism carry severe

punishment and a high number of
demerits. In other words, no fun at all

dump.

I will have quiet when I'm speaking.

However, your school experience

is not all books and homework.

We have a wide variety of campus
activities for you all to enjoy.

And we have several supervised social
events with the Willowdale School for

Boys. Sounds like a real orgy.

Can't wait. It is incumbent upon each
one of you to remember that you are all

Greenwood girls now.

And Greenwood girls...

are the elite of the elite.

All you need to do is just let a boy
think he's got a sliver of a chance, and

he's basically your slave.

Even if you just let them go to second,
you'll never get rid of them.

Which, um, which one is second?

Good night.

What, am I trapped in here with a pack
of virgins?

Hi, I'm Abby.

I'm not really sure where I'm supposed
to go.

Hi. I'm Ruby.

And the only bed left is in with me, so
I guess we're roomies.

Here, let me help you.

Wow, you really got great color this
summer. I never even got to the beach

I guess I tan easily.

Lucky. I burn easily.

Redhead, you know.

It's my first year here, too.

Why'd you pick Greenwood for your senior
year?

Well, my parents didn't like the school
I was supposed to go to. Oh, yeah?

What was the matter with it?

Oh, there was just a whole thing.

Who's Prince Charming?

My boyfriend, Bo.

Talk about a dreamboat.

It was my dreamboat before Ruby stole
him from me.

My sister, huh?

It wasn't like that.

When the non -artist looks at our
subject here, all they see is an old

It is an old boot, but you need to do
more than just render what's in front of

you. You've got to breathe life into it.
It's got a story to tell, and that's

what's got to come through in your
drawing.

Really great work here, Ruby.

Although I'm not surprised.

You know, your father made a point of
being in touch with me.

He said that your work hangs in a New
Orleans gallery.

Oh, I didn't know he spoke with you.

I wasn't sure if he was just a proud
pauper or if we had a real prodigy on

hands. Looks like the latter.

Thanks.

Excuse me, Miss Stevens.

Mrs. Ironwood sent me for Ruby Dumas.

I want you to know, Ruby, that I have
been made familiar with your history.

I'm sorry?

My history?

Your mother Daphne and I had a very long
telephone conversation.

You spent most of your life in the
bayou.

With the Cajun people, I'm told.

Daphne does like to say things about me,
doesn't she?

You are suggesting she spoke falsely.

I grew up on the bayou, yes.

I want you to know from the outset that
I will be watching you more closely than

I will the other students.

You find that funny?

I find it curious.

I suppose I'd like to know what I've
done to deserve this extra scrutiny.

Whether you deserve it is my decision.

I've had many dealings with swamp
people, and I never met one that I could

trust.

I know your kind, your type.

Your bad behavior is insidious.

You learn quickly who is the most
vulnerable.

who has certain weaknesses, and you play
to those weaknesses.

But I do believe people can change their
behavior, if not their nature.

So it is your behavior I will be
judging.

Do I...

Ruby.

What's the matter?

Careful, Abby.

You're in the presence of a swamp
creature.

I wouldn't have guessed.

Oh, yes.

I am a Cajun from the bayou.

Come on.

Walk with me.

What happened?

I thought when I came here, people would
stop looking at me like an outsider.

It's the same thing wherever I go. It's
like I'm branded.

I know that feeling.

The reason I enrolled here instead of
the other schools is because they found

out something about me.

I'm what some people call half -breed.

I'm part Negro.

It is 1962, for God's sakes. Why do
people still care about nonsense like

Well, they do.

Anyway, my parents sent me here, hoping
that having me immersed with the creme

de la creme, it would rub off.

No one would suspect that a Greenwood
girl was impure. And Greenwood shall

us both clean.

God have mercy.

What are you two doing down here?

You know, you can't be here out to dark.

So go on and get back up to the school.

You're the groundskeeper or something?

Yeah. I'm a lot of things around here.

What's your name?

Buck. But it'd be mud if I got seen with
a student after dark.

Get a look at those muscles.

Mrs.

Clairborn's family started the school,
and she's still the largest donor.

You told us this twice back at the
dorms, Mrs. Penny. And I may tell you

more, dear.

It's very important you're all on your
best behavior.

We are lucky to be invited to her home
for tea.

Good afternoon, ladies.

I'm so pleased to make your
acquaintance. Oh, Mrs.

Claiborne, thank you, as always, for
inviting us into your marvelous home.

Oh, it's my pleasure. Please, everyone,
sit.

I like to make a point of meeting all
the new students.

Your home is just lovely, Mrs.
Claiborne. Thank you.

Abigail, is it?

Well.

Let's get to know each other, shall we?

I should probably start with the Dumas
twins, so I know one from the other.

I'm the crippled one.

Ah.

I hope only physically.

You must be Ruby then, yes?

Yes, ma 'am. I understand you're the
artist of the two.

Yes. I paint and draw.

Then you must be familiar with Renoir
and Van Gogh. Of course. Of course.

Two of my absolute favorites. I have one
of each hanging in my foyer.

You don't mean originals. My dear, I
only have originals.

Please, go have a look if you like.

Thank you.

Who's there?

Oh, I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to disturb you. I just
heard you playing.

Who are you?

My name is Ruby Dumas.

I'm a student at Greenwood.

Do you play?

No.

I paint.

Well, ladies don't paint.

You learned that from my Aunt Martha, or
as you'd know her, Mrs.

Ironwood.

We've met.

Yeah. If you even have an ounce of
independent spirit, she'll take care to

it right out of you.

I guess we'll see about that.

You're from the bayou.

How can you tell?

You have a little bit of an accent, even
though you try to cover it.

My ears miss nothing.

They make up for my eyes, which
obviously see nothing.

I'm very sorry.

Yeah.

You know, I get that a lot.

You should probably...

Run back to grandmother's tea before she
thinks you're sneaking off, stealing

ashtrays or something.

It was nice to meet you, Mr... Louis.

Louis Claiborne.

You as well, Ruby Dumas.

It was so boring, I wanted to wheel
myself out a window.

I thought it was very interesting.

That's because you were gone half the
time. You didn't have to listen to that

lady go on about her days as a Greenwood
girl.

I think it was nice how much she misses
her school days.

Actually, I ended up meeting her
grandson, Louis Claiborne. You what?

He's blind, but you should hear him play
the piano.

Ruby, you had no right to wander off in
Mrs. Claiborne's house like that. I

wasn't. I just peeked in to see who was
playing. Oh, dear. Oh, dear.

Mrs. Claiborne hasn't allowed people in
that side of the house since the

tragedy. What tragedy?

Her daughter and son -in -law died.

That's all I'll say about it. Were they
murdered or something? I am not

discussing it.

Well, there you have it. They were
murdered. I'm psychic.

Giselle, that's enough.

Ruby, I'm very disappointed in you. I'm
sorry. I didn't know. What happened is

the Claiborne's business and not for us
to gossip about.

That poor boy Louie was left an orphan
and blind from his grief.

Isn't that gossip, Mrs. Penny?

And how does someone go blind from
grief?

Maybe it's psychological?

I guess.

So, was he good looking?

Very.

Good looking and mysteriously blind.

I'm dying to know what happened up
there.

Well, you won't get it out of Mrs.
Penny.

The keeper of the Claiborne secret.

I can do without knowing theirs as long
as they don't find out mine.

Oh?

And what is your secret, Abby?

Don't you have something better to do
than eavesdrop Giselle?

I wasn't.

I was just coming in to tell you I got
the dirt on this Claiborne tragedy.

You gonna tell us or what?

Well, I'll tell you my secret when Abby
tells hers.

Fine. Never mind.

You might as well tell me, Abby.

If you don't, I'll just make something
up.

Okay.

I'll tell you, Abby.

You tell her, you're telling everybody.

Don't say a word.

The reason I transferred to this school
is

because I got kicked out of my last one.

I got caught with a boy.

Nude, right?

It didn't go that far.

But he was in my room and I got caught.

You happy?

Thrilled. All right, Giselle.

So now you know.

What did you learn about Louis?

Maybe I'll tell you when Abby learns to
be a better liar.

That's nice.

One thing I've learned to do is cheat a
little bit.

See here on my tree how I've added those
subtle highlights to sort of capture

the sun a little bit better?

Yeah, I didn't get that on mine.

I will commence cheating.

We're studying landscapes today, Ruby,
not the human form.

This is Saturday.

I love to daydream when I'm not in
class.

I thought you had a fella back home.

Who I'm totally faithful to.

Besides, fuck's way too old for me.

But not for you.

He is not my type.

That's not your type?

My God, what is?

Not that.

Okay. Well, I know a beautiful blind
penis I can introduce you to.

You met Louis Claiborne? Mm -hmm.

That's sort of the business all that
was.

Well, now you know what happened?

Of course.

Everybody does.

Gothap is the faculty sport.

I'm waiting.

Okay.

Louis Claiborne's mother was having an
affair with a younger man.

A much younger man.

He was her dirty little secret.

She would sneak him into the house while
he was at work.

But it didn't remain a secret from
Louie's father for long.

After a while,

he convinced her all was forgiven, but
that was far from the case.

He wanted her out of his life for good.

Neither one of them was going to be
leaving the bedroom alive early that

morning.

I love you. Of course, he knew he was
also feeling his own fate.

What he never knew was there was a
witness.

Louis went into a coma from the shock.

He didn't come out of it until a week.

later, and when he did, he was
completely blind.

Oh, David, that's horrible.

You wanted to know.

No, I kind of wish I didn't. Did you get
a look at the clocks up at the house?

Yeah, I did.

They're all set to 502.

The time of the killings.

I've got exciting news. You, my dear,
have been invited back to the Claiborne

Mansion for dinner tonight.

That's big news.

Why and how are they inviting her?

I'm the interesting one.

Ruby, my goodness, hurry and get
yourself ready.

You do like Nuke, don't you?

Oh, I'm sorry.

I was just curious.

Well, please, in the future, look with
your eyes and not your hands.

Oh, the irony.

Good to see you again, Louie.

And thank you so much for the
invitation, Mrs. Clairborn. Actually,

invitation was mine, Ruby.

I'm afraid I was rather rude to you the
other day, and I'm sorry. I would like

to demonstrate to you that I'm not such
a bad fellow for a blind recluse.

I'm smiling, by the way.

Good.

So, Ruby, tell me about the bayou. Thank
you.

I don't know.

I've just always found it so peaceful
there.

I actually visited the bayou when I was
much younger.

I can still see it in my mind. It's very
beautiful and mysterious, as I recall.

Louis?

Do they think there's any hope that you
might see again?

You mean, is the problem in my eyes or
in my brain?

I don't think this is a suitable dinner
table discussion.

They call my condition an emotional
trauma. In other words, my eyes are

completely healthy.

I'm sorry.

I only asked because my grandma was a
healer in the bayou.

She fixed people who everyone else
thought were beyond hope.

With respect, dear, I don't think witch
doctor con artists are the answer.

Also with respect, ma 'am, my grandma
never conned a penny out of anyone.

She never accepted payment for her
gifts.

And how much money have we spent on so
-called respectable doctors,

Ones who haven't restored my eyesight by
a single rod or cone in all these

years.

Yes, but who are the charlatans, I
wonder?

Transports the soul, doesn't it?

That is so beautiful.

What's the matter?

Sorry. Sorry, it's actually, uh... Just
you leaning against me like that for

some reason. Oh, I...

Didn't realize I was just taken with
your playing.

This may sound a little bit ridiculous,
but I've actually never been alone with

a young woman before.

Not all that scary, am I?

I wonder, Ruby, maybe you'd allow me to
touch your face.

You could absolutely say no.

Sure you can.

As long as you don't poke me in the eye.

Okay.

You look so nervous.

Don't be.

So, what do you think?

Marilyn Monroe?

I wouldn't know.

Oh, of course not. What am I thinking?

I mean, of course, I've never even
kissed a girl, so...

You ever heard anything so pathetic?

Sorry, I shouldn't have brought that up.
Louie, it's okay.

I mean, that's an easy thing to fix.

Really?

You would kiss me?

Sure.

I mean, it's really not such a big deal.

And if I can help you... Okay.

Three, two, one.

I'm sorry, what's funny?

Nothing. It's just you need to relax a
little more.

Don't be so stiff.

I shouldn't have invited you here.

Louie, I'm not laughing at you, really.
We can try it again, okay?

She returned.

How was the big dinner?

How familiar are you with the works of
Franz Kafka?

That bizarre, huh?

There's a lot more to tell.

Dear girls, you can't know how much your
mother and I miss you and how much

we're looking forward to Christmas when
we'll all be together again.

I hope you haven't been too homesick and
that you're making lots of friends at

Greenwood.

Ruby!

Good to see you.

No kiss hello?

Is that the best you can do?

So, did Ruby tell you about her big date
the other night? It was scandalous.

I had dinner with some big school
donors.

Blind man and his grandmother. A good
-looking, suave blind man. And she

awfully guilty when she got back.

She's right, Beau.

I don't know how to tell you this, but I
let the blind man touch my whole face.

We're through, Ruby.

Let's try it yourself.

There's a big school dance coming up,
too.

There's a whole school full of boys
going to be there.

Well, they can touch your face, but no
dancing.

You guys are gross together.

Let's go, Samantha.

overheated and I kind of already know
where this is going or rather where this

isn't going.

Maybe we should get that back.

to know we all took a vote and we've
decided that you're the prettiest girl

the school. So we think you have the
best chance of being voted Queen of the

Fall Mixer.

Um, thank you.

Queen of the Mixer?

Is that something they do?

We're planning on making it a tradition.

Samantha!

This represents our school colors. We'd
hoped you'd wear it to do what's proud.

Thank you, guys.

Well, it's not ticking.

It'll look pretty. Come here.

Oh, yeah. Wow.

You two look so gorgeous.

You clean up pretty well yourself, Miss
Steven. I hardly ever see you without a

smock on.

Well, I'm chaperoning, so I'll be the
one to tap you on the shoulder if you're

dancing too close.

Oh.

You two be sure to give all the other
girls a chance to voice tonight, huh?

Hey.

We are happy to welcome the boys of
Willowdale Prep.

I'd like to remind you all to behave
appropriately.

Perfect ladies and perfect gentlemen.

Have fun.

Oh, would you look at that? My
grandmother's favorite song.

Don't be nervous. He's not that kind of
person.

Thank you.

I'm going to take a break and go powder
my nose.

Hi, Buck.

Don't tell me there's some rule you
can't talk to students here, too.

Why do you want to talk to me?

All I said was hi.

I was brought up to be polite.

I'm sorry. I'm not trying to be rude,
but I understand that this is an all

-girls school.

The rules are pretty strict around here.

Yeah, well, between you and me, I could
do without one or two of their rules.

I guess I could, too.

Until next time, Buck.

What's going on?

I'm sure I don't know what you mean.
There's no way that none of the boys

to dance with Abby. They are avoiding
her like she's a nest of hornets.

Sex, though.

What are you up to?

Why do you assume I have anything to do
with it?

Maybe the boys just get a sense that
Abby's a little off, if you know what I

mean.

Time to announce the queen.

have the name of the queen of the fall
mixer.

Wow, everybody.

Looks like history's about to be made
tonight.

Our very first queen is part negro.

Let's give a big hand to Miss Abby
Tyler.

I'd like to tell you what an honor it is
to be chosen your queen.

But clearly, honor is not a word any of
you are remotely familiar with.

Spoken like a true half -breed.

Here we go.

I knew you wouldn't be able to hide your
true colors for long.

Putting a hand on you is beneath me,
Giselle.

Not me.

Frozen, your queen.

She's right there, crawling on the
ground.

All hail.

You are in thin ice as it is, Miss
Dumas.

Do not damage yourself further for the
sake of a mixed blood that does not

belong here.

Giselle went too far this time.

It isn't just Giselle.

It's the entire institution, Ruby.

They're really going to leave me here
all by myself?

You know they're going to kick me out
anyway.

This way, at least I get to do it on my
own terms.

I'll always be your friend, Javi.

I'll always be yours, Ruby.

I think maybe you've forgotten what's
important about being a Greenwood girl,

Ruby. I'll tell you what isn't
important.

Money, lineage, skin color, blood.

All the things you idiots put so much
value on.

Just tell me how you found out about
Abby. She should thank me.

I did her a favor.

I'd give anything to get kicked out of
this crappy school.

Besides, what makes you think I'm
speaking to you after what you did to

Right.

All those chivalrous boys rushing to the
aid of poor, helpless Giselle.

You loved it.

They do all of me so, don't they?

And if little Abby didn't want me to
read her letters, she shouldn't have

them unattended in a box behind her
underwear with a lock that was

easy to open.

But I guess you know all about locking
keys since you're basically a prisoner

this dorm for what you did to me.

It just kills me when I think about it.

I'm sure it kills you to think, period.

You take that back. Ruby, I've just got
a message. You've been invited back up

to the mansion.

Why the hell does she always get to go
up to that nice house?

Ruby's on lockdown anyway.

Tell them she can't go. I'm afraid the
Claiborne's have the authority to

override Mrs. Ironwood's punishment.

Louis Claiborne sent for her.

What if I don't want to see Louis, Mrs.
Penny? I'm overriding the override.

Ruby, it's just that Louis Claiborne
says he's regaining his eyesight.

He says he thinks it's because of you.

Hello, Louie.

Ruby.

You came.

I was so afraid you wouldn't. I wasn't
going to.

You know, you really have to work on
your moods, Louie.

Don't snap at me anymore, okay?

I, um, I promise.

Okay, I'm very, very sorry.

Is it true?

Can you see?

I can see shapes now.

Not just blackness anymore.

That's fantastic.

You know, Ruby, I really can't believe
that this is just coincidence that this

is happening so shortly after I met you.

Perhaps some of your grandmother's
abilities rubbed off on you a little

That agnolia tree over there.

I can almost see it.

You know, I used to climb that thing
every day as a little boy and spend more

time up there than I would in front of
the piano.

My bedroom was just up there, so the
garden was always just outside the

You could see the whole campus, the
lake, and the stables from up there,

I'd like to see that.

Can we go up there?

I don't know if that would be exactly
proper for me to bring a Greenwood

up to my room alone.

Oh, come on.

I think you can learn a lot about a
person from what their room looks like.

Okay.

Although, you may not want to learn too
much about me.

The woman in the painting?

My mother.

I don't keep pictures of my father since
he was the one who smothered her to

death.

Can I ask you why he did it?

I'm sure you've heard the rumors.

Oh, I don't trust rumors.

I've been on the bad end of too many of
them.

And the truth always gets distorted.

I don't think you want to know the
truth.

Louie, are we friends?

I would hope so, yes.

Well, then you should trust me.

I only want to help you, if I can in
some way.

My mother and I were always very close.

Some nights I'd lie here scared.

She would hear me whimpering.

I remember hearing her come into the
room and I would...

Reach out my hand and she would take it
Please I want you to

know how it was with us She would lie
beside me on her back

She would take my hand

She would press it against her chest so
I could feel her heartbeat

And she would take her other hand and
place it here.

I'm not asking you to do that.

My hand would travel from her heart to
her breath.

Until one night my father found us like
this.

My God, he was furious.

Every time after that, he thought I was
crying for my mother when I would lie

here, scared.

And then it was him who would come see
me. He would lay his belt to me.

It's okay, Lucy.

After that, my mother found another boy.

He replaced me.

My father snapped.

I stood across the hall and I watched
him murder her and I did nothing.

Nothing.

I'm sorry, Ruby.

I don't mean to make things awkward
between us.

It's okay.

I understand now, Louie.

Mrs. Ironwood sent me to get you. She
needs to see you right away.

Because what else is new?

Let's just get to it, okay?

What lies is she telling you now?

That he had a heart attack, Ruby.

He died.

I want you girls to know that things are
going to be different around here.

I'm not going to end up like your
father, dying young, worrying more about

others than myself.

To begin with, I'm replacing the house
staff and Nina is gone.

Now you'll get your inheritance, but not
until you're both 21.

Your father's business partner, Mr.
Christo here, will be working with me to

make sure all your financial matters are
handled properly. Everything will

remain in a trust until you're of age.

Have you told Uncle Jean about Daddy?

Your father's deranged brother is no
longer my concern.

Daphne, you have to tell us enough,
young lady.

Furthermore, the days of your indulgent
father spoiling you are over. Is that

understood?

Yes, ma 'am. Mostly. You bear the Dumas
family name now more than ever.

And I expect your behavior moving
forward to be irreproachable.

Uncle Jean?

It's me.

It's Ruby.

Do you remember me?

I have no idea why you've been moved
from your private room to here, but...

I'm gonna find out, okay?

Your brother Pierre has died.

Do you understand what I just said?

My father, your brother, is dead.

It was very sudden.

Almost immediate, I'm told. He couldn't
have felt anything.

Why would you be so cheap?

Excuse me? You put Uncle John in a
communal ward.

The man's a vegetable. He doesn't even
know where he is.

How would you even know? You never even
go out to see him. Are you quite done?

He knows what's happening to him. You
should see where they put him.

Don't you shout at me in this house.

I'm the one who makes the financial
decisions from here on out. Do you

understand me?

No, Daphne. I do not understand you.

Uncle John is in very bad shape.

He's only going to get worse.

I wasn't aware you earned a degree in
psychiatry. I don't need a degree.

I have compassion and human kindness.

Not that those words mean a thing to
you.

You don't have your father to run to
anymore.

It's just me.

And talking to me that way will only
bring you regret.

As a punishment, you are not allowed to
attend your father's funeral.

Why?

You can't do that.

Oh, you'll be surprised at the breadth
of...

How'd you get past the dragon?

What did Daphne do?

Bo, could you lock the door, please?

I have to go back to Greenwood the day

after tomorrow.

And I just...

needs something nice to happen.

I'm beginning to think you want us to
get caught together.

Oh, hi, Buck.

I'm sorry, I didn't realize it was
getting dark.

It's time to be careful. You understand
that, right? Yes.

Those pesky Greenwood rules we can't
change.

I'll leave in a minute.

It's probably for the best, but I guess
I'll see you later.

Not if I see you first.

I told you I started being a
psychiatrist.

You mean you haven't been all along?

Well, of course, because why would
someone like me need a psychiatrist,

didn't mean it to sound like that.

Yeah, well, he seems to think that the
reason my vision is returning is because

I finally have someone who I can trust
in my life.

That's you, Ruby.

Honestly... I can't tell you how glad I
am that you came into my life.

Louie, there's something you should
know.

I should have said something before.

Oh, Ruby.

The one I always assumed you had a
boyfriend.

I mean, how could you not?

Marilyn Monroe.

I've only been back for a couple of
days, Mrs. Penny.

What crime am I supposed to have
committed this time? Don't pretend you

know what this is about, Ruby. I can't
tell you how disappointed I am in you.

Okay, this should be good.

Don't you dare be so flippant about
this.

Don't you know this is certain to get
you expelled?

You sent for me?

Again? Sit down.

As you may have guessed by now, you have
been found out, Ruby.

I figured something was up when I was
hauled out of class.

Don't make it worse for yourself by
talking smart to me.

Mrs. Ironwood, isn't it customary to at
least tell the accused what the fuss is

all about? You are not talking your way
out of this one.

That in your hand is a signed confession
from the handyman, Buck Jensen,

recounting all the disgusting details of
your trips last night.

Multiple trips, I might add.

Your expulsion hearing will be this
afternoon at 1 o 'clock.

Mrs. Ironwood, I can understand you
being upset, but every word of this is a

lie. I don't understand why you would
make such a thing up.

You were seen, Ruby.

We have an eyewitness who saw the two of
you together.

So do not play me the fool.

You can expect to be on your way home by
day's end.

Congratulations, I heard the news.

Why are you packing?

Well, if you're getting kicked out, I'm
sure Mother's not going to let me rot up

here all by myself.

You don't really think I slept with
Buck, Giselle?

I don't see why not.

He's awful damn easy on the eyes, and
let's face it, the pickings at an all

-girls school are pretty slim.

Unless you're Miss Stevens.

What are you talking about?

Come on, Ruby.

You're not that stupid.

Miss Stevens?

You think she's... You're such a
bumpkin, Ruby.

Crazy. Anyway, you may as well unpack.

This story is total nonsense.

Why should that matter?

You're accused.

You may as well have done it. I'm not
taking this lying down.

What a choice of words.

Ruby, don't waste your time fighting
this.

Can't you see this is our way out of
here?

Just button your lip, and before you
know it, we'll be back at our own school

without friends again.

And you won't be so far away from your
precious beau.

Don't you want that?

It's nothing to you to know.

It's not your reputation at stake.

They can kick me out if they want, but
it's not going to be because of a lie.

Can you get my other suitcase down for
me?

And then what happened, Mrs. Gray?

I looked through the boathouse window.

And tell us what you saw, Mrs. Gray.

A Tuscan.

Ruby and that man.

We're in the heated throes of... I'll
just say whoopie.

Compose yourself, Miss Dumont. Was I
giving him his money's worth, Mrs. Gray?

I think we have heard enough.

My defense is pretty simple.

I couldn't have been at the boathouse at
7 .30 because I was at the Claiborne

house then.

You can confirm it with Mrs. Claiborne.
Mrs. Claiborne left town this morning.

That's convenient for you.

The problem is her grandson, Louis, also
knows I was there.

Louis is blind.

Yes, I noticed that too. How could a
blind man testify as to what time it

Buck Jensen's detailed confession about
your multiple trips.

Sworn to and signed.

I want him to repeat that lie to my
face.

Mr. Jensen was fired and escorted from
campus this morning.

Well, I guess you have nothing else to
say.

Any last words?

I know Mrs. Gray believes she's telling
the truth.

But I was not there.

I was... I'll tell them where you were,
Ruby.

This is a school matter, Lewis.

Yes, and I had information pertaining to
that matter, Martha.

I take it that some people here are
saying that Ruby wasn't at my house last

night at half past seven. I'm saying she
was.

Court adjourned.

Lewis, your testimony about the correct
time is doubtful for reasons that are

obvious. Well, see, there's blind and
then there's not so blind anymore. Take

the clock on the wall, for instance. I'm
reading 1 .37.

That does not matter. The evidence
against Ruby is overwhelming.

Butler knows exactly what time she came
and left. His eyes are top -notch, I

might add. I think we can assume a case
of mistaken identity on the part of Mrs.

Gray and throw away a paper confession
from a man who's either unwilling to or

has been prevented from allowing Ruby to
face her accuser because I believe that

is not the kind of railroading the
Clairbon Foundation would like to be

associated with.

Nor is it in the tradition of the
Greenwood School for Girls.

Is it, Martha?

I thought I was finished for sure. When
she said gate dismissed, it sounded like

it was her last breath.

Yeah, I'm kind of having a hard time
breathing myself right now, thank you.

I had no idea your sight had improved
that much.

Well, I mean, the thing about that is...
Now, Ruby, I don't encourage cheating,

but... I figured they'd test him, so I
told Louie what time it was before we

barged in. Everything else I said was
true.

You're a true friend.

You both are.

I'll never forget this.

And I can't wait to see the look on
Giselle's face when she learns she's not

going anywhere.

Mrs. Gray?

I just want you to know that I don't
blame you for anything you said.

And I don't think you lied.

But I promise you...

You were mistaken.

Ruby, you got away with it.

Please don't insult me on top of
everything.

I saw your plainest day.

I saw your face.

I saw your dress. I saw your shoes.

I saw everything.

I know it was you.

What did you say I was wearing?

Lose weight soon.

Samantha!

Where are you, dummy?

Giselle! Oh, my God! Are you trying to
give me a heart attack? You can walk.

Keep your voice down.

What are you doing anyway? Spying on me?

Everybody thought your injury was
permanent.

Yeah, well, it wasn't.

This is a new low, Giselle.

Even for you.

You let everyone keep thinking you were
disabled and helpless. Stop making such

a big thing over it. I get treated
better when I'm in the chair.

I guess I should be surprised, but... So
you were the one who was with Buck. I

had to find something fun to do up here
in Snooze City. He was the only game in

town. You only slept with him three or
four times.

You should feel flattered. He thought I
was you.

Well, the fun's over, Giselle.

I'm going to tell everyone what a fraud
you are. Oh, I don't think that's such a

good idea, Ruby.

No kidding.

You rat on me and I'll have no choice
but to spill the beans about your gay

teacher to Mrs. Ironwood.

Oh, my God. Could it be any more
obvious?

Ironwood's got to be more blind than her
nephew.

There really is no limit to the depths
you'll think to. You better believe it,

sure.

I'm not going to roll around in this
chair forever. In a couple of weeks,

be Christmas, and my present to the
world will be me miraculously rising up

my two healthy legs again.

Leave it to you to outshine Jesus on his
birthday.

You're the one who always wants to be on
the cross, Ruby.

Just keep your kisser zipped until then,
and everything goes back to normal.

Can you handle that?

The day I wear pews.

Ruby, you can have this one.

Men's shirts and ties.

Daphne, how did you know?

I bought them for your Uncle Jean.

I thought it would be nice if you could
bring them to him.

I think he'd much prefer being taken out
of that horrible ward and put back in

his private room.

I think you're right.

I'll call the hospital today.

Okay, Daphne, what's going on? Giselle
and I can do whatever we want. Out of

nowhere, you care about Uncle Jean. I
have to believe something more than the

Christmas spirit's gotten into you.

Ho, ho, ho.

Merry Christmas, ladies.

Bruce, come, sit next to me.

Ruby asked me a question I thought we
could answer together.

Girls, I have been very joyful these
last few days.

Bruce and I have decided to marry.

Since your father's passing, Bruce has
been a pillar of strength and support to

me, and when I didn't think I'd find any
comfort, he's been especially caring,

and I've come to love him very much.

And me, you, my sweet Daffodil.

Gee, Daphne, I don't know what to say.

What has it been, two months since Daddy
died? This isn't a rash decision.

As much as I will always mourn your
father, life is for the living.

And I'm hoping you can both be happy for
it. I'm actually hoping that we can all

come together as one big happy family,
and I'm hoping that it can be apparent

everyone. Don't worry, Mother.

We'll all show up smiling big in the
society pages.

I'd appreciate that, too.

Well, I have a little bit of an
announcement myself, but I don't want to

it sitting down.

She's dead.

I have something for you.

Bo, you realize this is a very big deal.

What are you talking about? Me giving
you my school ring only means I'm yours

forever. Or until you no longer want me.

I guess that's a big deal.

I love you, Ruby.

If that's okay.

What do you think, little kid?

You better say it back.

I love you too, Poe.

I know.

I know they tell me I'm a miracle.

Can you believe it?

I'm back.

Happy New Year, Miss Stevens. I think
you'll be impressed with what I got.

Ruby, I'm sorry. Miss Stevens is no
longer here.

No longer? What do you mean?

She resigned just before the break.

Who dare you barge in here like that?

Why did you fire Miss Stevens?

Miss Stevens resigned.

I don't believe you. As ever, that does
not matter.

Miss Stevens loved it here. She would
never resign.

Loved it a little too much, I think.

I won't go into details with you, but
there was a credible accusation leveled

her by a student.

She resigned, rather than face the
blemish of a hearing. Miss Stevens

to be a person of questionable moral
character.

This whole school is a questionable
moral character.

You have just earned yourself ten
demerits for insubordination.

And if these outbursts continue, the end
result will be exactly what you

narrowly avoided at your hearing.

The fact of the matter is, Ruby Dumont,
you are simply not Greenwood material.

You have no idea what a relief it is to
hear that.

Giselle!

Giselle!

It was you!

I know it was. Probably.

What are we talking about? You told
Ironwood about Miss Stevens.

Geez, you think I'm the only one in this
school who was haunted?

Unfortunately, the morning sickness is
likely to continue for a while. That's

just your body reacting to the
pregnancy.

Of course, we will need to inform your
parents.

If you'd like to call them first to tell
them the situation yourself, you may.

But there will also have to be an
official notification from the school.

I understand.

It was morning sickness.

Well, this is definitely one way to get
us sent back home.

I'm glad this worked out for you to go.

It's not for sure they'll kick you out
for this.

That's where I'd put my money.

Well, my money would have gone on me
getting pregnant way before you ever

Jeez, Roby.

Didn't you and Beau ever think about
using protection?

Not everyone is as wise as you, Giselle.

I could have guessed this was coming.
How you ever made it to 17 in a bayou

without any children is miracle enough.

And how I ever thought that decent
society would have any influence on you

beyond my capacity.

Nevertheless, we must have this taken
care of before word gets out.

Do I have any say in this matter?

You absolutely do not.

It's bad enough that I have to deal with
you and your sister. If you think I'm

going to let some bastard child in this
house, you are out of your mind.

Anyway, it's all arranged. Tomorrow, you
will be taken to a special doctor

outside of town.

I'll also have you know that I'm going
to do everything I can to make sure you

are removed from your father's will.

And speaking of that...

If you have any plans of ever seeing
Beau again, you might as well put those

thoughts out of your head. His parents
informed me that they would disinherit

him if he ever so much as mentions your
name.

Ruby, I want us to run off together.

With what?

You're not being practical.

What's practical, Ruby?

Parents want me to go to school in
France and... and you...

I'm

not taking this. back not unless it
means you really don't want me anymore

course i want you i love you i love you
too

You can't be here.

The procedure shouldn't take long.

If there's any profuse bleeding, we'll
suture it and make sure it's completely

stopped before we send you on your way.

This isn't right.

I'm sorry?

I'm not doing this.

Miss Dumas, I promised your mother you
would not leave here until that was

completely done.

Well, you're going to break that
promise.

Miss Dumas, you come right back here.

Stop.

I'm not going back to New Orleans.

When you see Daphne, tell her she's
finally rid of me.

Thanks for coming to get me.

I didn't know who to turn to.

I'm always here for you, Ruby.

Especially now with the baby coming.

You know anything, you know that.

Grandparent Jack died right out there.

He didn't ever stop looking for some
secret stash of money he was sure your

grandma hid from him.

Everybody told him he was chasing a
fantasy, but he didn't listen.

Neil headed right to the end?

Yeah, he was digging by the water's
edge, stumbled in, and I guess he was

drunk to get himself out.

I tried to get in contact with you.

Let you know what had happened, but it
wouldn't let me through to you.

Thanks for bringing me home, Paul.

You should get going. I've got a lot of
cleaning up to do.

Ruby. Ruby!

Stop for a second.

There's no reason for you to stay here
in this dirty old shack.

Come home with me.

Let me take care of you.

All I ever wanted to do.

My place is here, Paul.

I wish for my baby pretty and simple
life.

I wish for my baby a belly that's full.

When she sleeps, I pray angels protect
her.

May her heart ever know a brittle
winter.

It's open!

There's cats and dogs out there.

On the radio, they're saying there could
be a hurricane coming on.

What's that you have there? A letter
from Giselle.

Picked it up from the post office for
you.

It's getting real bad out there. It's
time for you to come. I've written out

worse storms in this house.

Why would you put the baby at risk? The
baby's in the safest place it's ever

going to be.

The sirens are on.

Dear Ruby, I bet you never dreamed you'd
receive a letter from me.

Well, here it is.

Ruby, it's stuck.

Guess what?

Mother gave in and let me come home.

Someone spread the word all over
Greenwood that you had a bun in your

I wonder who.

Boy, you really stuck it to her good.

I guess I really should also tell what's
going on with Beau.

That's it. We're getting out of here
now.

I can't leave Paul.

No, come on. We're both getting out of
here now. Paul, the baby's coming.

Now? I'm sorry. I didn't plan it this
way.

Okay,

just hang tight. I'm going to try and
seal this place up, okay?

Are you holding up?

I'm doing great.

She's a beauty.

She's perfect.

Have you settled on a name yet?

Her name is Pearl.

I'll never stop loving you, Ruby.

I'll never stop asking you to marry me.

I know, Paul.

No one has to know the truth about us.

I don't expect anything but a no right
now.

Just do me a favor.

Tell me you'll think about it.

I'll think about it.

I'll go check on the room.

I guess I really should also tell what's
going on with Beau.

He's still in France, and he'll probably
even go to some French college.

And get this, he's super serious with
some rich French girl.

If he marries her, he'll become a duke
or something.

I don't know why you didn't just do what
Mother wanted and get rid of the baby.

Think about all the things you gave up.

On the other hand, I do enjoy having a
notorious sister.

I even miss you sometimes, if you can
believe it.

And I just love reminding old Daphne
that she's going to be a grandmother.

She gets sick to her stomach every time
she hears it.

I wonder if we'll ever see each other
again.

Your darling twin sister, Giselle.

Welcome to the bayou, Pearl Landry.