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8 months later in New York…
Judge: “What does the jury find?”
Foreman: “We find the defendant guilty on all counts.
Judge: “Very well. The court thanks the jury for its service. Ms. Jewel, the court finds you guilty. You will be remanded to Rikers Island for no less than 40 years, no more than 60. Bailiff, please take the defendant into custody. Defendant will be remanded immediately. Court dismissed.”
The judge bangs the gavel as a distraught Candace is pulled from the courtroom in shackles. Bette and Tina turn to each other – both with tear-filled smiles.
“It’s over, it’s finally over T!”
Tina brings Bette into a tight and warm embrace.
“I know Baby, I know. She’s out of our lives for good. You can truly move on and look towards the future.”
Bette whispers before kissing Tina passionately. When both women pull away, they giggle as they look around the now empty courtroom. Tina stands and holds her hand out to Bette.
“Come on. It’s 3 PM – it’s been a long day for you. Let’s go back to the hotel for a nap, and then we can get some dinner.”
The women arrive back at the hotel. They traveled quietly in the cab, and now they walk silently – fingers laced – from the elevator to their room. Tina begins to feel anxious at Bette’s silence. She doesn’t want to push, but she’s concerned about her withdrawal. Bette walks into the room first, Tina trailing behind. Tina begins to talk – hoping to get Bette to open up – but as soon as the door clicks behind them, Bette turns and rushes Tina pushing her against the door. In a flash, Bette is all over Tina – undressing her, caressing her, licking her, kissing her.
“Oh T… you feel so good… so soft… I just want to get lost in you…”
As they continue to kiss passionately, Tina pushes off the door and begins to walk Bette backwards. When they reach the bed, Tina pushes Bette to sit on the edge, and Tina – now naked – climbs on the fully clothed brunette’s lap.
“Slow down Baby. Breathe…”
Tina speaks softly as she caresses Bette’s face, their eyes locked.