The Virgin Suicides Page #3
Do you feel like talking?
You know, if you ever want to,
you know where to find me.
Mrs. Lisbon.
it's Father Moody.
Mrs. Lisbon.
Hello.
I wanted you to know that
I listed Cecilia's death...
as an accident.
An accident waiting to happen. John said
he couldn't get a policy to cover it.
I know. It's so
incredibly dangerous.
Let's give it a try.
Ready...
one, two, three.
Oh, God. it's just so sad,
I can't even believe it.
The footings are too deep.
You got that chain in your truck?
Hit it!
Our collection of souvenirs of
the Lisbon girls... which still exists...
started with Cecilia's diary.
Parkie had gotten it from Skip Ortega,
the plumber's assistant,
who had found it next
to the toilet in the bathroom.
Tim Weiner, the brain,
decoded it.
Emotional instability.
Look at the I's...
The dots on 'em,
they're everywhere.
Basically, what we have here
is a dreamer.
someone completely
out of touch with reality.
When she jumped.
she probably thought she would fly.
"Monday. February 13...
Today we had frozen pizza".
"Thursday... Mom made creamed corn
for dinner. It's the worst.
It looks like... "
on the monkey bars acting like an idiot.
She made a big scene and had to go get
her tooth capped. It looks normal".
Here, give me that.
I told you she had
a capped tooth.
Elm trees... How many pages
can you write about dying trees?
Here. Something
about Dominic.
"Palazzolo jumped off the roof over rich
b*tch Porter. How stupid can you be?"
"Today. we went out on the boat.
It was pretty cold.
We sawa couple of whales.
Lux leaned over and stroked the whale.
I didn't think they would stink so much.
It's the kelp
I hope we can
go again sometime".
Hang on. Read this. Read that.
"Lux lost it over Kevin... "
- "Heins". The garbageman.
- Is it Heins? Um... the garbageman.
Lux lost it
over Kevin Haines, the garbageman.
She'd wake up at 5:00 in the morning and
hang out casually on the front steps.
like it wasn't
completely obvious.
She wrote his name in marker
on all her bras and underwear,
and Mom found them
and bleached out all the Kevins.
Lux was crying
on her bed all day.
The trees, like lungs,
filling with air.
My sister, the mean one,
pulling my hair.
And so we started to learn
about their lives,
coming to hold collective memories
of times we hadn't experienced.
We felt the imprisonment
of being a girl,
the way it made your mind
active and dreamy...
and how you ended up knowing
what colors went together.
We knew the girls
were really women in disguise,
that they understood love,
and even death,
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