Reviving Ophelia

Elizabeth:
[opens the door] Kelli's lying, okay? She hates Mark. [throws bag to the right of the door]

Marie:
How long are you gonna keep denying it?

Elizabeth:
I-I fell - I tripped over the curb-I [Marie grabs her from behind]

Marie:
[hysterical, emotional] You look in the mirror!

Elizabeth:
[mutters] Or what?

Marie:
Tell me you did that to your face by falling! [pushes past her]

Elizabeth:
Mom - where - [follows her mom, who goes to Elizabeth's room] Mom, what are you doing?

Marie:
[starts rifling through her things] You weren't in a car accident the other night. He hit you, didn't he?

Elizabeth:
No, no.

Marie:
Kelli said she saw him crawling out of the window. He was here that night, wasn't he? You have been lying and you have been sneaking around to protect what? A boy who hits you? [finds something in the drawer and Elizabeth vainly tries to get it back and she reads it aloud] Sorry. Sorry. What does he have to be sorry for, Elizabeth? [tears up the card] You are never, ever seeing that boy again. You hear me?

Elizabeth:
[emotional] You don't get it. I love him. I can't live without him; I will always love him.

Marie:
[voice increases in volume] What is wrong with you? He hit you!

Elizabeth:
You don't understand, okay? It was my fault! [crying; Marie comes over and clasps her head in her hands]

Marie:
You get that thought out of your head. Do you hear me? [after some seconds embraces her with a deep sigh]