Barbara Sabich: Raymond, I... can't claim to know your job, but I think insulting the jury's intelligence is not the best path. What they're likely to see on my face is going to be shock. My husband's on trial for a gruesome murder. How could I be anything else but fucking shocked?
Mya Winslow: Trials often come down to storytelling. Best version wins. And you are part of our story here, and your fury isn't going to carry the day.
Barbara Sabich: It is very difficult for me to be in that room, to have to bear witness to all the things that are gonna be said, all the images depicted. That I am there at all... that tells the jury that I believe in my husband's innocence. I need to be credible. But for me to be credible, I need to be truthful. And that is what I will be in that room. I will let them see my truth. That I am horrified, that I am... sickened, that I am repulsed by such depravity, that I am offended by the mere notion that the father of my children could be... responsible for such depravity. This is the darkest hour of my fucking life. I will not pretend otherwise. Not for you two. Not for that jury.
