American Horror Story, Season 4: Freak Show

Ethel Darling:
I've brought you your tray, washed your hair, listened to all those tall tales about what was, what could have been. I heard those stories ten times over, Elsa. I know you better than you know yourself. I always wondered why I loved you so much, it gave me such pain to be around you. How when I'd leave here at night I'd just felt like I lost something. A woman shouldn't dread spending time with her best friend. Why'd I feel so uneasy? Now I know.

Elsa Mars:
Who am I, if not your savior, huh? And this is the thanks. You call me a murderer on a night when I have already lost so much? Damn you for this! Goddamn you for this! Damn you!

Ethel Darling:
You were our mother. There's people around here who never even met theirs. You understand the pain of being rejected by your own mother? Of course you do. That's how you sucked us all in here. Come one, come all, suckle at Elsa's bosom. All are welcome. Just don't ask for top billing.