Young Christina
[Having failed to brush the setting lotion out of Christina's hair, Joan begins to cut off all of Christina's hair] [crying]
Oh, Mommie, I look awful!
Joan
I know you look awful! YOU BE QUIET! YOU'RE ALWAYS RUMMAGING THROUGH MY DRAWERS, TRYING TO FIND A WAY TO MAKE PEOPLE LOOK AT YOU! WHY ARE YOU ALWAYS LOOKING AT YOURSELF IN THE MIRROR? WHY ARE YOU DOING THAT? TELL ME! You sit still now! This'll teach you! You're vain, spoiled!
Young Christina
[sobbing]
Mommie, I can't go to school like this!
Joan
I'D RATHER YOU GO BALD TO SCHOOL THAN LOOKING LIKE A TRAMP!
Young Christina
No, Mommie, please don't! Mommie, I can't go to school like this...
Joan
You spoiled it! Why? YOU SPOILED IT JUST LIKE I SPOILED YOU!
