Hereditary

“don't you swear at me you little shit! don't you ever raise your voice at me - I am your mother! do you understand? All I do is worry and slave and defend you, and all I get back is that fucking face on your face! So full of disdain and resentment and always so annoyed! Well, now your sister is dead! And I know you miss her and I know it was an accident and I know you're in pain and I wish could take that away for you. I wish I could shield you from the knowledge that you did what you did but your sister is dead! she's gone forover! and what a waste?! if the committee brought us together something if you could've just said I'm sorry or faced up to what happened maybe can we could do something with this but you can't take responsibility for anything so no I can't accept and I can't forgive because……because nobody admits anything they've done”