Miss. Morgan: Now your husband, Mrs. Pocciotti. How long has he been without a job?

Mrs. Pocciotti: God knows

Miss Morgan. I’m afraid you must give me a better answer.
Mrs. Pocciotti. It must have been in 1930 when he was fired.
Miss Morgan: Has he been employed since then for eight or nine years?
Mrs. Pocciotti for eight or nine years, not a single job
Miss Morgan was he unable to I mean, was something wrong with your husband
Mrs. Pocciotti. He had problems in his head… he didn’t remember anything.
Miss Morgan: I understand. Maybe a mental illness. Has he gone the hospital or has he
been to another center during this period, Mrs. Pocciotti?
Mrs. Pocciotti. he comes home, go out and comes home again
Miss Morgan Has the local doctor come to see him?
Mrs. Pocciotti: yes
Miss Morgan: where is he now?
Mrs. Pocciotti: At the doctors office.
Miss Morgan: I see
Mrs. Pocciotti: He isn’t in his right mind
Miss Morgan: Now let’s see… What about your kids?
Mrs. Pocciotti: Our kids, Frank and Tony left, they were never worth anything Tony Chicago,
Frank I don’t know. I don’t know where those boys are or what they do if they are married or
if they have jobs, nothing. I don’t know anything about them.
Miss Morgan: you don’t have news of them what about the others
Mrs. Pocciotti: Lucio Silva, the young ones are in school
Miss Morgan: are they in graduate school?
Mrs. Pocciotti:. They are still in school.
Miss Morgan: i see… and don’t you have a daughter
Mrs. Pocciotti: a girl
Miss Morgan: Is she also unemployed?
Mrs. Pocciotti: She has no job.
Miss Morgan: Name and age, please?
Mrs. Pocciotti: Her name is Tina how old is she before the last five When the guy left home
came the girl.
Miss Morgan: so she is 15 years old
Mrs. Pocciotti: 15
Miss. Morgan: I see i would like to speak with your daughter Miss P
Mrs. Pocciotti: talk with her
Miss Morgan. Yes, where is she?
Mrs. Pocciotti: inside
Miss. Morgan can I see her now
Mrs. Pocciotti:no don’t enter she doesn’t want
Miss. Morgan: She doesn’t?
Mrs. Pocciotti: no
Miss Morgan: Why not… is your daughter ill?
Mrs. Pocciotti: I don’t know, she doesn’t want anybody to enter her room and doesn’t want to
turn on the lights. She wants to always be in the dark.
Miss Morgan: in the dark? always in the dark? really? What do you wanna say?
Mrs. Pocciotti: in the dark
Miss Morgan: please, could you answer my questions with more clarity?
Mrs. Pocciotti: what?
Miss Morgan: Is something wrong with that girl?
Mrs. Pocciotti: somethings wrong with her? no I don’t know.
Mrs. Morgan, but you say that she locks herself up in the dark room and wants to be alone
no?
Mrs. Pocciotti: yes
Miss Morgan. Well it’s clear that that behavior isn’t normal for a young girl do you realize
that?
Mrs. Pocciotti: no
Mrs. Morgan: How long has she been like that?
Mrs. Pocciotti: how long
Mrs. Morgan: yes.
Mrs. Pocciotti: yes, I think maybe God knows
Mrs. Morgan: How long has she been in that room?… days?… weeks?… months? how long
Mrs. Pociotti?I must tell you that we guide ourselves by time measured by the clock, by the
calendar, by time. Do you understand what time means?
Mrs. Pocciotti: time
Mrs. Morgan: yes, now tell me, how long has your daughter been in that state?
Mrs. Pocciotti: 6 months
Miss Morgan six months? she’s been in the dark for so long. Are you sure?
Mrs. Pocciotti: 6 months
Mrs. Morgan: how did it start?
Mrs. Pocciotti: On New Year’s he didn’t come. It started that night. It was the first time he
hadn’t come in a while so she called his house and his mother told her he had left and hadn’t
called. She said he was going to marry a German lady in a few days and they didn’t want her
to bother them again.
Miss Morgan: He? him? who is he?
Mrs. Pocciotti:, the boy she had been going out with, his name was Max.
Mrs. Morgan: and do you think he’s cheating is the cost for her depressive state
Mrs. Pocciotti: what?
Miss Morgan: Is that the reason why she went into the dark room? Do you think that’s how it
started?
Mrs. Pocciotti: could be, I don’t know. she called him downstairs, from the store then she
went up. She came to the kitchen and boiled water. She said she had stomach cramps.
Miss Morgan. She had stomach cramps.
Mrs. Pocciotti: I don’t know, could be. anyway she went to bed like that and hasn’t gotten up
since
Miss Morgan, do you mean to say she has been in that room since then?
Mrs. Pocciotti: yes
Miss Morgan. You said since New Year’s, six months ago.
Mrs. Pocciotti: six months
Miss Morgan. She never comes out?
Mrs. Pocciotti: when she has to go to the bathroom, she goes, but not for anything else
Mrs. Morgan: what does she do inside?
Mrs. Pocciotti: I don’t know, sometimes she makes noise
Ms. Morgan: noise
Mrs. Pocciotti: Crying, insulting and hitting the walls with her hands. Our neighbors upstairs
sometimes complain, but the majority of time she doesn’t say anything she’s only there in
her bed
Miss Morgan. What about food? Does she eat normally?
Mrs. Pocciotti: She eats what he brings him.
Miss Morgan: him? who are you talking about Mrs. Pocciotti?
Mrs. Pocciotti: Max
Miss Morgan: Max?
Mrs. Pocciotti: the boy she was going out with
Miss Morgan: Mrs. Pocciotti, do you intend for this boy to still see your daughter?
Mrs. Pocciotti: yes
Miss Morgan: But you said he is married!
Mrs. Pocciotti: yes, with a German lady.They were against our religion
Ms. Morgan: And he still comes? married. He still sees your daughter?
Mrs. Pocciotti: she doesn’t know anybody else but Max
Mrs. Morgan: Does he go inside the room with your daughter?
Mrs. Pocciotti: yes
Miss Morgan: Does she know he is married? Of course she does, doesn’t she?
Mrs. Pocciotti: how would I know what she knows? I don’t know, I can’t say what I don’t
know.
Ms. Morgan: He goes inside her room. What did they talk about?
Mrs. Pocciotti: talk about nothing
Mrs. Morgan: about nothing?
Mrs. Pocciotti: nothing
Miss Morgan: do you mean to say they don’t talk?
Mrs. Pocciotti: excuse me for a moment I must pick up the table
Miss Morgan: Then what?… What ….what do they do inside Mrs. Pocciotti?
Mrs. Pocciotti: I don’t know, it’s dark. I can’t say he goes and stays for a while and then goes
out.
Miss Morgan: Tell me if I understood correctly. This married man, your daughter in that
situation and you still permit him to visit her in the dark. You leave them alone there and you
don’t know what they do?
Mrs. Pocciotti: yes, she likes when he comes. Thanks to that she doesn’t make so much
noise. You know, when a few days have passed and he doesn’t appear, It gets bad. Shouting
and crying. You can’t understand a word she says. When he comes, she gets over it, she
eats what he brings, that’s good help too. The house isn’t good either. Maybe it’s best that
she doesn’t come out. Max… breadstick, cheese, sometimes even coffee it helps.
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Miss Morgan: I guess Mrs. Pocciotti, that you know you can ask him to take responsibility for
that.
Mrs. Pocciotti: what?
Miss Morgan: since when does this relationship exist between the man in your daughter?
Mrs. Pocciotti: Max, I don’t know.
Miss Morgan: Miss Pocciotti, I have the impression that you are cooperating with your
answers. That doesn’t help the case. Collaboration simplifies everything.
Mrs. Pocciotti: you say some strange things, i don’t get it I tried, but I can’t.
Miss Morgan: I don’t think you are trying so hard. If you focus a little bit less on sweeping, if
you listen to what I am asking, if you answer reasonably everything will get better. Has your
daughter been going out with this man?
Mrs. Pocciotti: Questions, questions, questions! I don’t even know what I’m saying!
Miss Morgan: Max… How long have they been going out?
Mrs. Pocciotti: Since school, since they started school.
Miss Morgan: And since your daughter got sick and locked herself in that room, when did the
boy start entering the room?
Mrs. Pocciotti: maybe five or six months.
Miss Morgan: And you and your husband, did you do anything to prevent him from coming?
Mrs. Pocciotti: My husband isn’t right in the head. I need to work. What is going on? Is what
God wants. I think what is wrong is wrong I don’t know. I can’t say anything else
Miss Morgan: See Mrs. Pocciotti, we must get your daughter go out
Mrs. Pocciotti: Get her out? she won’t want.
Miss Morgan: i’m afraid we can’t take in mind her wishes at this point, nor yours, you have
shown to be absolutely uncapable of taking care of her. As well as I can say, you have
encouraged this bad behavior
Mrs. Pocciotti: I don’t think she will want to leave, you don’t know Tina she punches, throws
kicks… horrible.
Miss Morgan: If she doesn’t want to leave on good terms, we must use force.
Mrs. Pocciotti: She wants to leave. It’s not good for the boys for her to be laying down naked.
Miss Morgan: what? Naked?
Mrs. Pocciotti: Yes, she doesn’t want to have clothes on the boys look through the window
and they laugh and say mean things
Miss Morgan: tch tch We must take her out and put her under observation for a long period.
Mrs. Pocciotti: Please make it fast for her appearance
Miss Morgan: What do you mean to say what appearance does she have?
Mrs. Pocciotti: (moving slowly the palm of her hand in front of her belly, describes big elipse)
Miss Morgan: oh, you mean to say…? (she brings her hand to the mouth, Mrs Pocciotti nods
and continues sweeping).