All language subtitles for The.Prodigy.2019.HDRip.XviD.AC3

Hmm.

No!

No!

He took my hand.

He took my hand!

Talulah, stop.

Honey?

Is he early?

Yeah.

It's only the 22nd.

He couldn't wait, John.

- Honey.
- Huh?

I think you might need these.

You okay?

- Me?
- Yeah.

Good, yeah. Yeah, seriously.

I'm good.

Aw.

You'll never believe it.

We're gonna bring you home
a little brother.

Finally.

You want to try
Dr. Lee again?

- Mmm-hmm.
- Okay. Just a sec, okay?

Looks good, right?
Everything looks good?

You okay?

- Mmm.
- Good.

Okay?

Listen.

- Good.
- Breathe, baby, breathe.

Good, good.

- Good.
- Breathe.

Take a breath.
Ready? Push.

Push, push, push.

- Good. Push.
- Push, breathe, breathe.

Great, good, good.
Okay...

Here he comes!

Police!
Get down on your knees!

You heard him! Get down!

Stay where you are!

Get down on your knees!

He's got something
behind his back!

- What the hell was that?
- Get a light on him.

Go through the house.

Make sure nobody's inside.

Bravo team, let's go inside.

Oh, you're perfect.

He's perfect.

Are his eyes different colors?

Yeah, it's called
heterochromia.

Mmm-hmm.
- It's a genetic trait.

Oh, whoa.
He's like David Bowie.

He is.

He is my little glam rocker.

We tried so long to have you.

We weren't sure
you'd ever come.

It's gonna be...

Okay.

There we go.

Isn't he supposed to cry?

Well, most do,
but it's not required.

Is everything all right?

Nothing wrong
with this little guy.

- He is very aware.
- Yes.

Mama.

Did he really just say that?

You know, he's even
been using some words.

That's quite early.

Usually,
language doesn't come on

for about a year or so.

There's nothing wrong.

Your son's
just developing early.

He's what we call
a smarty-pants.

Smarty-pants.

Good job, honey.
Can you show me again?

Put him inside the castle?

What are you reading?

Oh. Nurturing Genius.

Yes.

A Gifted Life.

I'm preparing.

For what?

Miles' brain
isn't wired like other kids.

Oh, oh, oh! Yes!

He's special.

Good job!

And I was thinking, we should
really start thinking

about preschool, seriously.

Preschools? He's two.

Isn't that a bit early?

These aren't regular
preschools. They're special.

It's a preschool.

We need
a letter of recommendation?

Honey,
it's a very good preschool.

Are we going to Dr. Collins?

No, Mom's taking you
to see a different doctor.

Go.

Good. Very fast.

Go.

You were right
to bring him in.

Miles' intelligence
is off the charts.

I don't have an exact score,
but it'll be very high.

How about his behavior?

Is he adjusting well
to preschool?

He's been having a very
difficult time making friends.

Well, Miles' brain is

extremely well-developed
in certain regions,

but there are other areas
that appear to be delayed.

I'm not sure why
he wouldn't be as developed

in those areas,
but we need to watch it.

And you and your husband
should really consider

a dedicated education plan.

There's this excellent school,
it's called Penmark.

It's a little bit
more expensive

than the school
you have him at now,

but they're just outstanding

with kids
with specialized needs,

just like Miles.

I can call ahead for you,
if you like.

Here. Finish your homework
after you eat.

That's not homework,
by the way.

We don't have homework.

Yeah? How come I had homework
when I was a kid?

Because you're not
as smart as me.

Excuse me?

Yeah?

Do you have any paprika?

Paprika? How do you even know
what that is?

I don't know. Just want some.

I am so ready
to go out tonight.

Here.
Knock yourself out.

Ah.

Excuse me.

When did you start using that?

- I don't know.
- Hey.

Can you please do
that eye thing for me?

Um...

There it is!

Do you wanna do
a staring contest?

No, you have to finish
your dinner.

Okay, all right.

Are you ready?

Oh, I'm ready.

One,

two,

three.

- You just blinked!
- I did!

I did, I did, I did!
You win.

- You win! You win!
- Yes!

- Finish.
- No.

- Yes.
- Because that means

you guys are gonna leave me
with Zoe.

But you love Zoe.

I know.

Hey.

Anytime you need a kiss
from me...

Yes.

You want a regular beer
or a fancy beer?

Fancy.

All right, drink up.

We're not leaving
till these are gone.

I still can't believe

we actually live
in the suburbs.

Really?

Doesn't it seem like yesterday
that we were kid-free?

We were drunk all the time
and everything was so fun.

Baby, now we're
totally normal.

But we're still drunk
all the time.

Oh, I forgot to tell you.

When I picked up Miles
from school today,

Mr. Schub said that he didn't
wanna join the science club.

Why doesn't he ever wanna do
activities with other kids?

You know what? New rule.

No kid talk on date night.

- Okay.
- Seriously.

- We have a super smart kid.
- Mmm-hmm.

- Is that a bad thing?
- Mmm-mmm.

You want him

- to be like everyone else?
- Mmm-mmm.

- Are we like everyone else?
- No.

No.

I mean, look,

this is our date night.

Yeah, because we're cool.

Your mom said
only two episodes.

Tell you what.

What if we play one game
before bedtime?

Just one.

Hide-and-seek.

Okay. You want me
to count or hide?

You count.

Cool.

One, two, three, four,

five, six, seven, eight,

nine, ten!

Ready or not, here I come!

What're you doing?
You're supposed to hide.

Miles, are you okay?

You want more time?

Okay, cool.

One, two, three, four,

five, six, seven, eight,

nine, ten...

11, 12, 13, 14...

15...

...17, 18...

19...

20.

Okay. Ready or not,
here I come!

Okay, I got you.

Okay, I give up.
You can come up now.

Miles!

Miles?

Miles!

Miles!

I want you to tell me
everything that you remember.

Um, me and Zoe
were watching TV,

then she was hurt.

Then...
Then she started screaming.

And then I saw blood.

Miles, you must remember
something else.

When did Zoe go
into the basement?

I don't know.

She was counting
and then she was hurt.

There was blood everywhere

- and I didn't know what to do.
- Okay.

It's okay, sweetie.

I don't remember anything.

It's okay. It was an accident.

It was just an accident

Talulah.

What's up?

Hey!

What are you doing here?

I heard you talking
in your sleep.

You were having a bad dream.

No, I wasn't.

I mean, it wasn't a bad dream,
it was a good dream.

I wanna work with Hailey.

Sorry, we already made
our plan.

Yeah, go ahead
and use the bathroom, Miles.

Dash.

Dash!

Help him!

What do you see in this one?

A face.

Whose face?

I don't know.

And what do you see
in that one?

Hands.

Whose hands?

The hands of a nice lady.

When you hit that boy
at school,

can you remember
what you were feeling?

You can tell me how you felt.

I thought if I did it,
I wouldn't get hurt anymore.

Get hurt?

Has someone hurt you?

I'm afraid to tell you.

I don't want anyone
to get in trouble.

Who?
Get who in trouble?

The person
who's been hurting me.

I want to consider

a course of medication
for Miles

and he may need a specialist.

A behavioral interventionist,
someone who can help him

- with his anger issues.
- Okay.

What's wrong with him?

At first, I thought
it might be a deficit

in his cognitive morality
or maybe ODD...

Oppositional defiance
disorder, but honestly...

I'm not sure.

Maybe you should listen
to this.

I recorded this
while he was sleeping.

Yeah, okay.

Sarah, I hate to ask this.

Is there any possibility

that Miles has suffered
some kind of abuse

from someone in your family?

What the hell
are you accusing me of?

I am not accusing you
of anything, John.

I'm telling you what she said.

I never touched our son.

Is this about my dad?

My dad was a piece of shit.

I have processed all of that.
You know that.

That was part of us
deciding to have kids.

I would never hit Miles.
I love that kid.

Maybe Strasser's wrong.

You've always said
he's wired differently.

What if this is
just the way he is?

This is not the way
that he is.

All right.

I don't understand
what's happening, John.

I don't understand
what's going on.

I just checked on him.

That medication
really knocked him out.

You okay?

Mmm.

I'm sorry.

We're gonna
figure this out, all right?

Yeah.

Hey, I'm worried
about you, too.

I feel like
I'm going crazy.

It's gonna be okay.

We just have to keep strong.

Okay?

Okay.

Go fuck yourself.

What is it?

What happened? What happened?

There's someone in here.

Where?

He's in here.

Honey, it sounds like you
were having a bad dream.

- No. No.
- There's no one in here.

No. He's in here.

He's inside here.

- He's inside here.
- Okay, come here. Oh, baby.

Arthur, hi. Elaine Strasser.

Yeah, do you...
Do you have a minute?

- Hi, Sarah.
- Hi.

They lock it up
on the weekends.

Thanks for coming in
on such short notice.

Arthur Jacobson.
It's a pleasure to meet you.

Hello.

Has Elaine explained anything

about the type
of research I do?

Good.

I'd like to start
with a few questions

before we get into that.

Okay.

Does anyone in your family

speak a foreign language,
Sarah?

John and I both took Spanish

in high school
but neither of us

remember more than
a few words.

And what about
the boy's grandparents?

Any recent immigrants
in your family?

I'm sorry, I'm confused.

Is this your son's voice?

Yes. Yes, that's Miles.

It's just some gibberish
from a dream.

Actually, it's not gibberish.

I had the words translated
by a colleague of mine.

What is it?

Hungarian.

Specifically,
a rare dialect of Hungarian

only spoken
near the Romanian border.

Listen to what
happens next, Sarah.

This is equally important.

I heard you
talking in your sleep.

You were having a bad dream.

No, I wasn't.

I mean, it wasn't a bad dream,
it was a good dream.

Miles says
it was a good dream.

Why is that important?

The words, Sarah.
What Miles said.

"Shut up, you filthy whore.

"Stop crying
or I'll cut your eyes out.

"I'm going to watch you die."

No. No, Miles did not
say that.

But he did.

And he did it in a dialect

spoken by less than
400,000 people in the world.

Does Miles get along well
with children his age?

Has he ever mentioned
feeling displaced in his body?

Yes.

What about his taste in food?

Have you noticed
any change in his palate?

These are indicators.

Indicators of what?

Half the people on earth,
billions of them,

believe that consciousness
and energy,

what we often
refer to as our souls,

are capable of returning

to this physical realm
to live new lives.

It's only foreign
to Western minds.

In most of the world,

reincarnation is an accepted
part of life.

Reincarnation?

What are we talking about?

Let me tell you about a boy
I met when I was in India.

His name was Padman,
around six years old.

But his family claimed
he was much older.

He could remember every detail
from a previous life.

The bakery he owned,
his siblings,

his mother's favorite song.

He even described
his death in detail,

what it felt like
when he was drowning.

I found the town he described

about 100 miles
from his village,

and I took Padman there.

He showed me directly to
the house where he was born.

Introduced me
to his brothers and sisters

who were by now
over 50 years old.

We stayed there
for three weeks

with an old woman
he claimed to be his mother,

singing to her
as she passed away.

Now, I believe

that the soul inside Padman

drowned before he had a chance
to say goodbye to his mother.

And when we allowed
this entity

to finish what it had
left undone,

Padman returned
to being a little boy.

In an instant,
he was back,

with very little memory
of what had happened.

This would explain so much.

The crucial thing
to understand here

is that these souls
return for a reason.

To complete something
left unfinished,

to find closure.

So, you're saying
that my son is possessed?

No. Possession refers to
a non-human entity

taking control
of a human host.

So the invading soul
in my son

was another human?

Yes. And from what I heard
on that tape,

that person is dangerous.

Sarah, there's a battle
being waged inside your son.

A war between his natural soul
and this older one.

These two entities
cannot exist

in the same body forever.

One will become dominant

and the other
will be absorbed.

This is what
we're trying to avoid.

I'm sorry, I can't do this.

Sarah. Sarah, wait.

Just, please...
Just watch this.

I know how hard
this is for you.

I thought that you were
gonna help my son.

Miles may have
developmental issues,

but he is still my son.

And I am not going
to subject him to this.

Hey, Mom,
wanna do a staring contest?

I'm not in the mood
right now, Miles.

Okay.

One, two,

three.

I don't like it when you
touch me like that, Miles.

What is that song?

What?

That song
you were just humming.

I've heard you
singing it before.

Where did you learn it?

- From you.
- No, you didn't.

I would've remembered.

You used to sing it to me
when I was a baby.

While I was sleeping.

No, I didn't.

Excuse me.

I'm sorry.

Andrea and Bruce

of Lafayette, Louisiana,

are a highly educated
modern couple.

To them, the possibility that
their little son, James,

was manifesting signs
of a former life

was, well, a little out there.

Between the ages
of two and four,

James would reveal
extraordinary details

about the life
of a former fighter pilot.

I believe
that he had a past life

and he came back

because he wasn't finished
with something.

We are taught
at a very early age...

What is that?

...that reincarnation
doesn't exist.

A colleague of Dr. Strasser's

gave it to me.

You went to see
another doctor?

His name is Arthur Jacobson

and he studies reincarnation.

Reincarnation?

Mmm-hmm.

- Past lives?
- Yes.

Oh, come on, Sarah.

This is the oldest trick
in the book.

He knows from Strasser

that we're having trouble
with Miles.

Just look at this.

Just look at this little boy.
He...

It's incredible.

Please. Hey.

Please don't tell me
you believe in any of this.

I don't know what I believe.

Miles is sick.

This isn't about past lives.

This is hard.

But we can get through this.

We can help Miles.

Just not with
this kind of craziness.

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

You're right.

Not with this.

This is nuts.

Hey, Miles?

Five minutes, then PJs, okay?

Talulah! Get!

What did you say, Mommy?

What?

Who can tell me
the difference between

the denominator
and the numerator?

Anyone?

Okay,
I have a better question.

Who likes pizza?

Me! Me! Me!

Oh, yes. So,
how many slices on a pizza?

Kill him, take his weapon!

Good job, soldier!

I need a medic!

Take cover! Take cover!

Talulah!

Sarah?

You seen Talulah?

No.

The back gate's open.

I'm gonna go look for her.

- Take him down!
- Miles.

Honey, go help your dad
look for the dog.

Double kill!

Miles?

Finish him off, soldier!

Head shot!

Kill him! Now!

Move, move, soldier!
Move!

Let's go.

She never goes this far away
from the house.

Maybe she got hit by a car.

Why would you say that?

When a dog knows
it's gonna die,

it doesn't come home.

They drag themselves
under a house.

They like to die alone.

We all have to go sometime.

Even you.

You're gonna die.

I'm your father, Miles,

you do not talk to me
like that.

Or what?

Are you gonna hit me?

Like your father
used to do to you?

What are you talking about?

He was such a piece of shit.

And now,
you're such a great dad to me.

You never told him
anything about my dad?

Never, honey, I've never said
anything to him.

He was saying
all this creepy shit.

Like what?
John, what was he saying?

How would he know?

Know what?

What the hell is that?

It's a camera.

What?

Oh, my God.

He used
the baby monitor.

He's been spying on us.

Hey!

How long have you been
watching us? Hmm?

- Look at me. Where's Talulah?
- I don't know.

- Where is she?
- I don't know!

- Where is she?
- John, stop it!

What the hell's wrong
with you?

Where's Daddy?

Daddy needed
a little bit of space.

He's at Uncle Tommy's house.

Just until he cools down
a little bit.

Mommy?

What's wrong with me?

Miles,

you're sick.

You're just sick, honey.

Sometimes I leave my body
when I'm lying in bed.

Sometimes dreams
can feel real.

They're not dreams,
I do it when I'm awake.

I do it to make room.

Make room for what?

Things.

How often does this happen?

Every night.

Miles?

Miles, what's wrong?

Mommy, I'm scared.

Come here, baby.

- Come here.
- Mommy!

Were you having a dream?

Yes.

Can I sleep with you tonight?

Mommy?

Yes, baby?

Will you always love me

no matter what I do?

Yes, Miles.

I will always love you.

I'm your mother.

What... What is it?

Mommy?

Use this.

Miles,

what did you do?

Sometimes
when I leave my body,

bad things happen.

Mommy!

Miles,

be quiet.

It was my fault.

It was me.

Listen to me.

I'm gonna take you to somebody
who can help you get better.

Sarah. I was so relieved
when you called.

So you must be Miles.

Watch the silver eye.

Just watch.

The regression won't work
if you're in the room.

Is this going to hurt him?

No. It's hypnosis.

Miles goes out of body when
the invading soul is present.

He won't even remember
the experience.

The goal here is to identify
the person who has returned

and, this is important...

Find out what they want.

I'm going to be candid
with you, Sarah.

This may be your last chance.

Miles is eight now.

Soon the invading soul
will have control

and Miles will be gone.

Watch the silver eye
on top of the arm.

Every time it swings,

let's pretend we're unraveling
a piece of string

little by little.

Let's pretend
that piece of string

is time.

Unraveling minute by minute,

second by second,

going backwards.

Time slipping away.

Everything around you...

This house,

my voice,

your mother...

All these things
are getting further away.

We're going back
through your life,

back to when
you started school,

when you first learned
to walk,

when you were just a baby.

Back to the day you were born.

Back to the time
before this body.

I'm no longer speaking
to Miles.

I'm speaking to the person

who has taken residence
inside his body.

You came uninvited.

Tell me
if you can hear my voice.

You speak Hungarian.

I learned a few words

in anticipation
of meeting you.

I prefer English.

But you were born in Hungary?

My parents were
Hungarian farmers

that moved to Ohio.

Simple people.

Just happy
to own the piece of land.

I was driven to more

creative things.

I would like you
to tell me your name

and why you've come back here.

What is your name?

I am Miles now.

Miles, if you can hear
my voice,

tell me the name of the person
inside you.

Tell me the name.

Tell me the name.

Tell me the name.

Miles, tell me the name.

No!

You have quite a collection
of medication

in your bathroom.

Everything there is legal.

Not if you give it
to a minor against his will.

Did you take my pills?

What would Sarah think

if I told her
I fell asleep in here

and woke up with your cock
in my mouth?

Then the police find drugs
in my blood.

The same drugs
from your medicine cabinet.

Not to mention
the pubic hairs with your DNA

that I found
on the rim of your toilet

and placed in my teeth.

You're insane.

Mmm.

Who will they believe?

An aging hippie living off
his family's fortune?

Or an innocent little boy?

When I snap my fingers,

Miles will return

and you will tell Sarah that
you have failed to regress him

because there isn't anyone
inside her son.

Then you will leave

and that will be the last time
you will ever see us.

One,

two,

three.

How did it go?

It didn't.
I'm sorry, I was wrong.

It was a mistake
to ask you to come here.

What happened?

Nothing.
The regression didn't work.

- What?
- I'm sorry.

- What?
- Christopher will see you out.

This way, please.

Miles.

Go inside.

I need to talk to your father.

I don't feel safe with him
in the house.

I made some calls
while I was at Tommy's.

There's a place
called Summit Hill.

I think Miles
would be a good fit.

He would have
round-the-clock supervision.

It's less than an hour
from here.

We're talking
about locking up our son?

What else can we do?

This is tearing us apart,
Sarah.

- Hello?
- Sarah.

It's Arthur Jacobson.

Arthur, it's 2:00 a.m.

I know.
I'm sorry, this can't wait.

Is Miles near you?

Yes, he's in his room.

Sarah,

go to your computer.

Arthur, I'm gonna hang up
the phone.

Sarah, wait.

Your family's in danger.

Go to a computer where Miles
won't be able to see you.

Hang on.

Listen to me.

The person inside your son
is an exceptional liar.

He'll pretend he's sleeping,
he'll pretend he's your son.

You can't trust
anything Miles says.

I couldn't talk
when Miles was here.

During our session,
there was a struggle,

but I think your son heard me.

It just took a moment
to figure it out.

He scratched what I realized
was a message, the name.

He gave me the name, Sarah.

Type "Edward Scarka"
into your computer.

S-C-A-R-K-A.

The Thrush Creek Killer.

That's him. Look at the eyes.

They're two different colors,
just like Miles.

When's Miles' birthday?

August 22nd, 2010.

That's the day Edward Scarka
was killed in a police raid.

He died just after 4:00 a.m.

Miles was born at 4:15 a.m.

He killed nine women
over a span of five years.

The last victim,
the tenth one,

managed to get away, but not
before he cut off her hand.

They all had
their hands removed.

That was his trademark.

He would cut off their hands,
then kill them.

Cut off their hands,
then kill them.

The survivor,

Margaret St. James,
wrote a book about her ordeal.

She led the police to him,
where they gunned him down.

So now we know.

Right?

Yes, but we still need to know
the reason why he's come back.

What Scarka wants.

That's what
will free your son.

Wait.

Arthur, I have to go now.

John.

What's going on?

We have to do something
about Miles.

We have to do something
about Miles right away.

But he absolutely cannot know.

Wait an hour.

I'll pack some of his clothes
and meet you there.

Is there another fraction
that is equal to two-eighths?

So can we simplify to...

Mr. Blume. Is everything okay?

Uh, yeah. I'm here
to pick up Miles.

Well, we're almost
finished our lesson,

I can bring him out
in just a second.

No, I'm sorry,
we gotta go now.

It's a family emergency.

Right. Do you need to sign out
in the office?

No, Sarah just called over.

Spoke with them.

Hey, Miles, come on.

Let's go.

Miles?

Let's go, buddy.

Miles!

Oh, my God.

He came back for you.

He wants you dead.

Miles, your mother and I
had to make a decision.

You're gonna go and live
somewhere for a while.

And, uh...

The place where we're going

has people who can help you
get better.

Really good doctors.

It's gonna be tough
for a while, but I think

as you get older,
you'll understand

that sometimes...

Sometimes what's best for us

is the hardest thing
for us to do.

We just want you to know
that we love you very much.

More than anything
in the world.

Miles...

Miles!

He's fighting
very hard right now.

We'll have to
keep him unconscious

for three or four weeks.

When the swelling
in his brain goes down,

we'll determine
the extent of his injury.

Your husband's strong.

What he needs is time.

Where is my son?

He's across the hall.

I'm so sorry.

I love you.

I love you. I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

I think I know
how to stop this.

I think I can save him.

If I do this,

maybe...

Maybe we could all be
back together again.

I'll leave you two alone.

Miles, what happened
in the car?

I don't know.

I don't remember anything.

I know how I can help you.

But I need you to trust me.

I need you to trust me,
whatever I do.

Can you do that?

Do you remember those pills

I gave you so you didn't
get car sick?

You remember
how it made you sleepy?

Yeah.

I need you to sleep.

But why?

Because I can't trust you

until you're all better.

I want to see you
take it, Miles.

Where are we going?

Shut your eyes.

I'm gonna take care
of what you came back for.

Can I help you?

Are you Margaret St. James?

What do you want?

My name is Sarah Blume.

I recently had an experience,
and your book, it...

It helped me.

I was wondering
if you had a moment.

I have a rule of not
seeing people in my home.

Just five minutes.

Please?
I have nowhere else to go.

I'll make some tea.

You can grab a seat.

Oh, Pickles, you're just gonna
wanna come back inside

as soon as you see
how cold it is.

Yeah, okay.

Here you go. Go on.

Peppermint or lemon?

Either one.

This thing's not pretty,

but it can tear
a piece of toilet paper.

I'm so sorry.

Was it recent,
what happened to you?

It's been going on
for a while.

It's my son.

This is about your son?

Mmm. Yes, Miles.

How old is he?

He's eight.

That's a wonderful age.

My David was so sweet
at that age.

I didn't know
that you had children.

I've made a choice
to keep my family private.

David's father and I got
divorced before I met Scarka.

But I didn't feel it was fair
to link them

to all that pain and hate.

Where is your son now?

Starting sophomore year
at Michigan State.

And from what I hear,
he has a new girlfriend, too.

It's okay.

You'll get through this.

I shouldn't have come here.

May I use your restroom?

Yeah, it's just down the hall.

I'll make you that cup of tea.

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

Pickles.

How'd you get back inside?

What are you doing?

What are you doing? Stop.

Stop.

Please don't...

No.

I can't.

I can't.

I'm so sorry.

Hey!

Which one you like better?

Blue

or hazel?

Blue

or hazel?

Blue

or hazel?

How do you...

That's what he said
the night I met him.

Miles!

No, don't!

Miles, no!

No.

You should never have left me,

Margaret.

Miles!

Miles, it's over!

Miles!

Miles!

Miles!

Miles!

Miles.

Baby...

Miles...

It's too late.

You got what you came for.

Let me have my son.

You still believe
Miles is alive?

Did he sound like this?

Mommy?

Will you always love me

no matter what I do?

You were easy.

I knew you would
bring me to her.

How long has he been gone?

The night you promised
you would always love him...

...that was the last time
he ever spoke to you.

He's gone now.

You

are a monster.

You took my son's soul?

You will not...

You cannot have his body!

Jesus!

She was trying to kill me.

You're safe now.

You're safe.

No.

No.

Sorry, we're running behind.

It's fine.

It's great
to see you again, Miles.

We're excited
you'll be staying with us

while your dad gets better.

Wanna see your room?