FELICIA: My dad is sick. I told you. Didn't I tell you that? Well, he is. And he's gonna die if I don't help him.
MATILDA: No one can help. Trust me.
Matilda shivers and her face is sweating profusely.
FELICIA: You don't have to be nervous. I told you I'm not gonna hurt you.
matilda: It doesn't matter.
FELICIA: Yes it does.
