Madness Wasn't an Act — The St. Mary's Punishment

Pick up the pace, Scarlet. Give it back! Why would you take the last thing she ever gave me? Scarlet, what the hell are you doing?

Drag this lunatic out of here. Lock her up in St. Mary's Finishing Academy. My husband is my lord. a wife is nothing but dust at his feet take your clothes off yes whatever my husband commands is

long stop i told you to stop don't hit me i'll behave i am not the killer shut your filthy mouth don't you dare talk about my mother if they couldn't turn you into a proper then I'll teach you obedience myself. Don't die in my house.

I'll have training in St. Mary's straight down the drain. Pick up the pace, Scarlet. If these 20 bases aren't polished bright enough

to show your sins by sundown, You're sleeping in the hog pen tonight!