Homebound.

Hedda: Hey Marta, I'm going out for a walk, need to breathe in some fresh air. It's been awhile since I've felt alive.

Marta: Wait, are you going out alone, by yourself?

Hedda: Yes I am. We made a deal remember, I'll help you sort things out and in return you'll give me some quality time alone.

Marta: Okay but here's a map, in case you get lost, an album of pictures of the past to remind yourself the way back because we both know you can't really read maps, a flashlight because you always stay out too late, and a shovel just in case you need to bury some sanity and emotions.

Hedda: *takes a deep breath* Forget it, I'll just smoke my lungs off. Better to commit suicide than murder innocent souls.