Pearl I don't like reality. Where I live, I mean. The Projectionist So, leave. Pearl It's not that easy. The Projectionist Well, sure it is. There's a road right out front there. Pearl It has to be me. Mitsy I don't think you meant to say that out loud, Pearl! Well, if it's not me, then I hope it's you! Right? Pearl ...It has to be me. Mitsy Please, no! I won't tell anyone! Please, I swear! No! Please! I'll do anything you want! Pearl It's not about what I want anymore, Mitsy. It's about making the best of what I have.
[Pearl swings the ax down onto a screaming Mitsy]