Woman Thou Art Loosed: On the 7th Day Page #5

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"Mikayla Carter."

"Two years, women's correctional

institute for narcotics possession."

Who's Mikayla Carter?

"Eight months, women's

correctional institute for prostitution."

"Nine weeks, East Baton Rouge

Parish prison for battery."

"Five weeks, East Baton Rouge

Parish prison for petty theft."

I mean, you can just jump

right in if you want.

I'm not that person anymore.

Mikayla Carter? That's you?

That's you?

Mrs. Ames,

if you know anyone that has it out for you,

you need to tell me right now.

I'm trying to help.

With this rap sheet,

I have to ask.

Have you talked to anyone

or seen anybody from your past?

No, I have not.

And unless I am a suspect,

or you have new information on my daughter,

I think you should leave.

If anybody comes to mind,

you need to call me!

Mr. Ames, I'll let myself out.

I thought if I changed my name,

then my old life would go away.

All this

time I've been living with a stranger.

No, you haven't.

Listen, let's not do this, David.

You... You... You were a ho?

- Theft.

- What?

Narcotics.

- You were a damn ho?

- No!

Do not call me that, okay?

We need to find my daughter.

She's my daughter, too!

Well, I know that, but our focus should

be on finding her! Our focus...

How do we know somebody from your past

didn't come and snatch our child?

We don't! We don't, okay?

God is punishing me.

Well, maybe you need to be punished.

Oh, now you're condemning me?

You're condemning me for cleaning my life?

I willed myself to become who I am.

And who are you?

Who are you?

If you had known my history,

would you have given me a second thought?

Well, Kari, we'll never know now, will we?

There are reasons that I did what I did.

I was raped by my father.

Of course.

I don't believe you.

David, open the door.

David, please.

Somebody's gonna step forward.

Somebody's gotta talk.

I just pray she's alive, man.

Oh, man, don't say that.

Don't even think that, man.

You're right, you're right, you're right.

It's just hard to be positive about

anything when you find out that

the woman you love

has got a rap sheet a mile long.

You know what I'm saying?

You know, I knew

something was wrong with her.

I just couldn't put my finger on it.

Hey, and look.

Oh, man.

Oh, man.

So what do you wanna do now, man?

I don't know.

I'd kick her to the curb if I were you.

Les, I guess that's easy for you to say

what you would do.

She's the mother of my child, man.

She's probably the reason why your child is

missing in the first place, man.

We don't know that.

Oh, man, I tell you, I'd

kick her to the curb.

- Man, I'd kick her to the curb.

- I gotta find Mikayla.

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