‘You made my life a hell, Jeb Thomas, coming home drunk every night and beating me black and blue, every night for twenty years! All my teeth gone and busted spleen.’
— You see, M’Lud, how she attempts to portray herself as the injured party in this case.
‘You broke my arms three times, once when I was pregnant, that time with Josie.’
— You see, M’Lud, how she tries to deflect responsibility from herself and onto the only real victim in this case.
‘You stabbed poor Janey in your drunken rage. May God forgive you, for I couldn’t. She were just a baby, Jeb… what else was I to do?’
— You see, M’Lud, the inverted heroism defense, as old as duplicity itself.
Let the record show that the defendant is brandishing her fists, apparently in the direction of Heaven.