Brianna: You are going to die, to hang by the neck until you are dead, and if it makes dying easier for you to know there is something of you left on this earth, then you are welcome to the knowledge
Bonnet: So I'll soon be gone but not forgotten.
Brianna: I have no choice but to live with what you have done to me, but you will be forgotten. My baby will never know your name, will never even know that you existed. While you rot in the ground, I will raise my child to be a good person, to be nothing like you.