INT. DALLAS AND PEIGHTON’S APARTMENT - MORNING
We see Peighton walk in, wetter than before. She’s smiling.
She walks down the hall and turns. Stops.
PEIGHTON
Oh my God. What in the hell is going on here?
In the LIVING ROOM, we see Carla, Jessica, Georgia, and Dallas scrunched up on the sofa and Montgomery in a dining chair before them. Her hands and legs are tied to the chair. A bandana is tied over her mouth. Montgomery doesn’t look scared. She looks furious.
Like her mother.
Peighton rushes to Montgomery and kneels before her.
PEIGHTON (CONT’D)
(rambles)
Baby, are you OK? I’m so sorry. I knew nothing about this. I’ve missed you so much. I never wanted to leave you. I would never hurt you, you know this, right? I love you.
Peighton removes the bandana from around Montgomery’s face.
Montgomery stares at her for a beat.
MONTGOMERY
So, you gonna do me in like you did my father?
Peighton falls back as if slapped to the ground. She stays there, staring at Montgomery.
The girls stay silent and watch.
Peighton lowers her head.
The room is quiet.
When Peighton lifts her head, anger radiates from her.
PEIGHTON
The ignorance is about to leave your mouth, Montgomery. You want to keep throwing that up in my face? You think I don’t know what I’ve done? You think I haven’t thought about, haven’t seen what I’ve done for the last ten years?
Slowly, Peighton stands and hovers over Montgomery.
PEIGHTON (CONT’D)
How about this...your father beat my ass because it was Tuesday. Because it was Saturday. Because it was 5:32 in the freaking afternoon. Nobody would help me. Nobody would help us, you and me.
Peighton walks away, turns and faces Montgomery. Montgomery is staring at nothing in particular.
PEIGHTON (CONT’D)
You probably don’t remember me holding you while I sat in the closet, hoping he would forget I even existed. I did not want to die. And I know had he lived, I would have died. It was me or him, and God didn’t seem to be opening any avenues for me. I had to live.
Montgomery looks at Peighton.
MONTGOMERY
Can I go now?
