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The show begins in a few minutes.

Get your tickets here...

... for the scariest show you've ever seen.

Step right up.

That one is closed right now, sir.

This way.

Ladies and gentlemen, before we go on...

... I must ask that anyone easily impressed...

... or suffering of a weak heart, leave the tent now.

And the children too, madam. For shame. For shame.

Now, you have all heard bone-chilling rumours of the walking dead.

In the West Indies, they are baffled by gruesome crime sprees...

... committed by men with the strength of an army.

Zombies, they're called. Strange word.

Make no mistake, the zombie is a savage soul...

... with no conscience.

And if provoked, can and will...

... rip the guts out of each and every living being here tonight.

You have been warned.

Remember me? It is Angus, your friend.

I've brought some nice people who want you to meet you.

There's no reason to be afraid.

For God's sake, he looks like my Uncle Fergus.

- Please, be quiet. - I demand me money back!

For God's sake, go to the back. We'll give you your money back.

You people are being fooled.

That's not a zombie. It's a clown dressed in rags.

Get out of here!

Please be quiet! Be calm, everyone!

No, no! Please! No, I beg you.

Please don't hurt me! Please!

He's in that tent over there.

Get them all out of here.

Show's over.

Show's over.

It's clear.

We're clear, Terry.

Not bad. Not bad at all.

Angus, Terry says I can't come out for a drink.

We've been through this, Bailey.

Zombies can't drink. It ruins the illusion.

- It's our last night here. - Doesn't matter.

Gladiators didn't go out for tortellini...

... after the lions tore them up.

I always strike the tents. Someone else should do it.

Welcome to show business, kid.

- Knock, knock. - How'd we do?

Our best night yet. We're going out with a bang.

You were terrific. But then you already know that.

Here's to the most beautiful creature this planet has ever known.

And the best performer...

... this sorry bunch ever saw. Cheers.

To the most charming charlatan ever in my skirt.

And to the Ringling Brothers' train cars all over America.

- Here we go. - Bloody right.

Sir?

You're no mermaid.

- Sir, you're not allowed to... - You're no beast from the sea.

That is true, sir. I'm an actress.

You're a liar!

That's one way of looking at it. We intended no harm.

- The show is over, sir. - You are no mermaid.

We've established that. If you'd kindly step outside.

You're a fake, madam. You're just a fake.

You're just a fake.

Sir?

I'm sorry.

I apologize. I'm so sorry.

It's quite all right, sir.

Good evening, sir. I'm so sorry.

Can we offer you a ride home, sir?

Please be kind enough to wait in the dining room.

I don't leave the house much these days.

- Not since my wife passed away. - I'm sorry to hear that.

Please, come and join me for some of the very best.

Certainly.

- Are you married? - No.

Not yet.

Do you live by yourself?

I thought I heard you talking to someone.

I live by myself but not alone.

You're right to think me strange...

... but you'd be strange too, if you knew what I know.

- We don't think you're strange. - All water holds hidden magic.

Without it there can be no life on Earth.

But what I am telling you...

... is not magic.

You understand?

Absolutely. Yet, at the risk of sounding...

For thousands of years...

... men have believed in an enclave of islands...

... known as the Forbidden Islands...

... where mermaids breed.

In Greek mythology, Sirens were originally bird women.

Then, somewhere along the line, they mutated into fish women.

But like I said, that is Greek mythology.

Mermaids are myths.

Everybody knows that.

They sing, they dance.

They lure the sailors to their lair with their pale flesh.

And the story goes that every year...

... under the strongest of the full moons, usually in summer...

... the mermaid becomes human for roughly one night.

That's right. Human.

Legs, feet and all.

Quaint little maidens.

Virginal.

Innocent.

Meek as sin.

Who will believe an extraordinary story like that?

This one has an unfortunate skin condition.

That is the queen of the lair.

Different cultures have different names for her.

Moreski Rudi, Coralia, Sihrena.

But they all share one thing in common:

They all say her name in hushed tones.

She has powers the others don't.

Certain pagan religions esteem her...

... the highest of fertility symbols.

- You have to go now? - Well, you know, it's just...

Yes, I understand. I wasn't always old and incoherent.

Thanks for the ride home.

- Our pleasure. - Certainly.

- You didn't believe me, did you? - Sure we did. Everything.

We'll be travelling soon and need rest.

I came to your show because I believed...

... you'd captured a real one. I wanted to warn you.

Like we explained, it's an illusion. You know, entertainment.

I believe you, sir.

Come with me. Come.

Now we're never getting out of here.

That is fantastic.

Why, she looks so real.

That is remarkable.

Has she been underwater the whole time?

How is it her skin doesn't get all wrinkled?

Don't get close.

Is it a see-through breathing tube? A straw? How does she do it?

She's not used to strangers.

She's very ill.

- Why the chains? - She breaks the glass.

- I had to build the cage around her. - Oh, stop it. Go on.

Tell me how it's done. Go on, I beg you!

She murdered my wife.

That's all I see when I look at her. And she knows it.

It is a goddamn mermaid, isn't it?

You'd love to show her as a freak attraction.

- Is that what you're thinking? - No, of course not.

But we could take her to an institute where she'd be studied.

It's a shame to deprive the world of the insights...

No, the answer is no.

- Sleep on it? - I'm not much of a sleeper, sir.

Not anymore.

You'll drive yourself mad. Perhaps it's meant to be.

No, how could it be?

All my life I've concocted schemes to dazzle crowds.

I've never come across the real McCoy. No one ever does.

Now the superlatives. The nevers, evers, the "chance of a lifetime."

You go straight to Madison Square Garden.

It's the greatest find of the century.

Have some faith, the century's just begun.

Besides, I thought I was the star mermaid of this show.

Am I not?

Yeah, sure you are, darling.

Come on.

Has Bailey gone to bed?

Yes, sir.

- But not alone. - What do you mean?

- The Siamese twins are in there. - Both of them?

Being the star of the show has its perks.

- Welcome to show business. - Wake him up.

Tell him he'll back in action in 15 minutes.

I warned you. I'm not a sleeper.

Captain Woolrich, if you'll allow me to explain my proposal...

I'm sure it's very civilized.

I loan you the creature...

... and then you make a name for yourself in the world...

... and share the profits with me.

But you skipped the part where the creature bites...

... the hand that feeds it. And you end up a paranoid old fool...

... staring at her day and night and night and day.

- That's very perceptive of you, but... - Shut up!

The creature will not leave this house.

God knows I've earned the privilege to see her die.

Put the weapon down, captain.

- You have no right. - Just calm down, sir.

- You've no right. - Calm down.

My pills. My pills!

Get out of my house!

- I said calm down. - Jesus Christ, I think you killed him.

Sir! Oh, no, please don't, sir. Sir!

Oh, God. Oh, God!

I'm going to hell. Fifteen minutes ago I was with the twins...

- Nobody's going to jail! Nobody! - I said I'm going to hell.

I can't help you there. First things first.

He never left the house. It'll be weeks before anyone finds him.

I did the most horrible thing a person can do.

It was an accident. We all saw, it was self-defence.

- She won't wake up? - Yes, it's enough for two elephants.

- The tank? - We'll have to empty it to move it.

What's in it?

The man's wife wrote her thoughts on the creature.

Come on, let's go.

All right, take her up!

All right, then.

Where's Mr. Shaw and the last passenger?

- They'll be here. - We're leaving soon.

All hands prepare to get underway!

Have you gone mad?

- Jesus, Lily, what's in here? - My costumes.

You purchase a creature we know nothing of...

We do know she killed the captain's wife.

He changed his story around. He's an old drunk.

- We can't leave the troupe. - They'll join us in two weeks.

- This whole idea is wrong. - What's wrong about it?

To have that thing in a tank.

No, no. I'll tell you what's wrong, Lily.

What is wrong is me and you, barely surviving on scraps.

Me, like a monkey, luring idiots into falling for illusions...

... whilst you bat your eyes and stick your chest out. That's wrong.

If you think Ringling Brothers care about our little act...

... because of our charm and patter... It doesn't work that way.

In this life, if you see a chance, you take it.

You need something to make you stick out from the crowd.

A real-life bleeding mermaid. Something no one's ever seen before.

This is history, archeology and spectacle in one.

This is our ticket, Lily!

I have a bad feeling.

Mixed feelings are good. Keeps you balanced.

I didn't say mixed, I said bad.

There must be something you like to eat, isn't there?

You and me both.

I can't understand a word, so why even go to the trouble?

Let's keep it quiet now, shall we? Potato?

What is it?

A curious somebody, is that it?

I'll go check.

Please, just relax. Calm down.

- Lily, was that you just now? - What?

- You want to come in? - No.

You keep quiet. You'll get us in trouble.

Lily, come inside now.

Thank God.

Me think she like you better than me.

Angus says you're a stage artist.

- One of these actresses. - Angus tends to exaggerate.

It's part of the job description.

Fascinating, the life of the stage.

Me? I don't know how one could remember all those words...

... night after night.

- Is it all it's cracked up to be? - I'm sorry. Excuse me.

- She's not used to the motion. - A problem for women.

Either that or she's with child.

Not Lily.

The African man spends much time in the cargo space.

He can mingle.

Thanks, I'll let him know. Bailey's a bit shy.

Miles, I asked you to fix that rigging.

Yes, sir, you did.

- I brought you a little something. - Thank you.

At least someone's looking healthier.

I don't know why. She hasn't eaten since we left.

It could be the ocean air. Her skin is much better.

Do you want me to take over for a bit?

I could use a stretch.

- And Gifford is gonna be back soon. - All right.

Good morning. How are you today?

We'll have to name you something. We all need a name.

Not much of a talker, though.

That's all right. What's important is that you're feeling better.

Aren't you?

What are you thinking, I wonder? What do you make of all this?

Oh, God.

That was you.

You caught me by surprise.

You're moving much quicker.

"That's very interesting, because he's a dunce...

... never reached the second book."

- I'll be with you soon. - Did I tell you about the hangman?

Bedtime, is it, Miss Lillian?

Yes.

No, thank you.

Suit yourself. More for me.

I'm sorry, that wasn't very gentlemanlike of me, was it?

We're not used to traveling with dames.

I understand.

Must be awful listening to this sailor talk day and night.

So crass and profane, isn't it?

It doesn't bother me.

You are a polite young lady, if I may.

I once knew a young lady in London.

I hesitate to call her a lady, but she certainly was feminine.

Not refined, such as yourself, of course.

But she was, oh, God, rather... What's the proper term?

A resourceful girl. Charming, full of life.

It's not accurate to call her easy, because easy she wasn't.

Mary Ann, that was her name.

She was barren, making her chosen profession all the easier.

She had a sad tale of woe regarding her condition.

Back-room operation just off the London port. Sad stuff.

We spent a whole month together.

She stole my heart...

... which wasn't so bad, but she stole all my money.

Now, I'm not embarrassed to admit it...

... I paid handsomely for the pleasure of her acquaintance...

... and even so, one morning she's gone with everything I own.

Can you believe that?

- Awful... - What did you say?

I said that's awful, your tale of misfortune.

Quite awful.

The awfullest.

Didn't make me feel any better...

... to find that she'd done this to a dozen sailors before me.

Like I said, Mary Ann was a very resourceful girl, not a lady...

... such as yourself.

Oh, what have we here, Miss Lillian?

Seems like you have a loose thread.

I'll find it later, thank you.

I hope I didn't scare you.

But you don't strike me as the type to scare easily.

I must go now.

She had the sweetest mole, Mary Ann.

Right between her breasts.

I'm sure she did. Good night, sir.

Good night.

Angus?

Not Angus.

Miles. I said Miles!

Angus, wake up!

Wake up, man, wake up!

They found her.

Don't be fooled by what it appears to be.

It's a curse on the boat.

Pure evil. We're better off to kill it now.

It's all right.

- You knew about this? - I can explain.

I don't think any explanation could satisfy.

Why shouldn't I throw this thing off my ship, and you with it?!

Let my men put her back and we'll talk.

I've had men flogged to death for less.

Give me one good reason, Mr. Shaw.

I'll give you more good reasons than you can imagine.

Go on, get rid of her.

Miles! Come with me.

- He's not here. - Tell him to come to my cabin, now!

It's as if she's drunk.

It's the greatest treasure man has ever discovered.

What about my crew?

More to come later.

Divide it how you see fair. I'm being more than generous.

Yes?

Can't find Miles. He must be down below.

Let him sleep it off. Thanks, Skelly.

What about their safety? I'm responsible.

So we'll be careful.

What would you have done?

I didn't know if you'd accept the cargo.

Captain, it's the good-luck charm of a lifetime.

It's not an opportunity you want to throw away.

Come on, pick her up.

Excuse me.

- What happened? - She was at the railing and fell.

Come on now, everyone.

On three, fellas, three. One, two, three!

Yes. One, two, three!

I'll cut you, I swear.

All right, fellas. Thank you. Show's over, let's get some sleep.

Sorry, fellas.

- It was a mistake. No harm done. - She won't escape again.

I need some fresh air. It reeks in here.

That was... You were quite forceful, darling.

- Sorry. - No, no. I liked it.

The sea air brings out the animal in you.

Look, Angus, we have to talk.

I hate talks starting with " Look, Angus."

- It's about me. - Then I'm interested.

As long as it's not about me. I'm bored with me.

My past is quite different than what I've told you.

- I wasn't an actress in London. - I wasn't a swimming champ.

In fact, I can't even swim.

I wasn't on holiday when we met. I was running away.

There were men.

There were several men...

... with whom I became acquainted.

You understand?

I don't care what you were or what you did before you met me.

I love the woman you are now.

The fact is, I'm no saint meself.

But that's not all.

Miles was one of the men I knew in London.

The Yankee sailor Miles?

That Miles.

No, I didn't steal it.

We had a nasty talk last night, and he was very cross with me.

Why not tell me? If he claims you, I'll straighten him out.

- You can't. - Yes, I can.

He's big, but hung-over, and I'll have the edge.

No, you won't find him. He's dead.

- What do you mean? - I think she ate him.

- Who ate him? - The mermaid.

She did it as a favour to me, see?

Miles was drunk, that's why she became intoxicated.

- I think you have a fever. - No, listen.

I know how it sounds, but I think she read my mind and she did it for me.

Listen to yourself. A mind-reading mermaid who avenges women?

It sounds like something we'd cook up for the show.

I'll see you at breakfast.

But we have to set her free.

Look, Lily. I know all about guilt.

I've been outwitting it all my life, and there's no way...

... that we'll set her free because of a psychic power you think she's got.

Are we clear?

" I'm not a journal writer, I am just scared.

My name is Teresa Woolrich. The year is 1904.

Christopher Columbus saw hideous Sirens playing near Santo Domingo.

In 1614, John Smith thought he saw a woman swimming near the New World.

A man from the museum said they only last three weeks in captivity.

Why is this one different? He wanted to take her back with him.

We all argued.

She didn't eat the part of his stomach with digested food in it.

She didn't eat cooked foods. We can't trust anyone alone with her.

When he asked me if I saw her in my sleep, I lied again.

I cannot tell him what I see in my dreams.

I don't believe they are dreams."

How you doing, sweets?

I have a problem.

Anything I can help you with?

I don't suppose so.

About Captain Woolrich. Something doesn't add up.

- About what? - Anything happen that night?

Nothing at all. Just business talk.

- Thanks, Bailey. - You're welcome.

For what?

What'd I do?

You do a little tell when you lie. Your lip goes up.

- I was just chewing. - I know. Bon appetit.

- Hey, you all right? - Yes.

Some sort of cramp, I guess.

Here you go.

You're a son of a bitch, Angus.

Well, you're in a swell mood.

Did you read this?

Is that what's upset you?

Did you read it?

I leafed through it. Sure.

You leafed through it?

You leafed through, "She's taken ahold of him. She knows my thoughts.

She answers when I have not spoken, so I'm trapped. I can't kill her.

She knows it's coming."

You read that, the very last entry?

Not that part. It's the crazy ramblings of his wife.

She sounds completely sane to me.

Sounds like someone who meticulously recorded her descent into despair.

- She give facts, dates. - Her husband was crazy too.

"Was," you said?

- Her husband was crazy? - Is crazy. Her husband is crazy!

Why do you interrogate me?

- What happened to Woolrich? - I told you.

He gave us his blessing and the book.

You know, for reference purposes.

He didn't give you this book, Angus.

- Did you talk to Bailey? - Bailey said nothing.

Woolrich didn't give you this. His wife admits...

... that they fed two people to the creature.

Not to mention, that she herself wound up as dinner.

Nobody's crazy enough to hand over three murder confessions.

It was an accident.

Bailey pushed him too hard.

The creature ate Miles.

Let me hear you say it. Don't treat me like I'm crazy.

Yeah, you're probably right.

It's only a matter of time before she kills someone else.

It's her nature to do it.

There's no point in getting everyone hysterical.

They've mourned Miles as an accident. Just keep away from the tank.

- She can get out. - How?

There's chains and metal and glass.

Is she like this Houdini in the papers?

Bailey admitted he fell asleep.

Maybe Miles saw her and opened the cage himself.

- You want to take that chance? - You know me.

I'm not a murderer, but, yes. I'm willing to take that chance.

Here you go, captain.

Thank you.

Skelly.

Skelly?

Yes?

Can I help you with something?

I don't care how much treasure we're promised.

That beast doesn't belong here.

Right, well, you should talk to the captain.

Yes.

I'll be moving on now.

Not yet. Not yet. Not yet, not yet.

Not yet, not yet, not yet. Hold on.

Hold on, hold on, not yet.

Stop! Please, stop!

I'm so sorry.

Jesus. What the hell is wrong with you?

I'm so sorry.

Forceful is one thing...

... but this is mad.

I know. I know. I don't know.

I do.

What is it you want from me?

Say it!

Look.

I know you can understand me. And I know you're playing some sort of game.

But I want you out of my head and out of my body!

Are you listening to me?

Do something.

Blink twice or tap the glass, wag your tail.

Shit! Shit.

Oh, my God, what am I doing?

Angus.

What did you say?

What did you say?

Angus.

You are not to touch him. You leave him the hell alone.

Go on.

The coast is clear.

Go!

Isn't this what you wanted?

What are you waiting for? Go!

Bailey will be back any minute.

Oh, Lily. What have you done?

- People, down below! - He needs help.

Holy Mary!

I swear to God, you have to believe me.

You're crazy! Listen to me, Bailey is dead! Is that what you wanted?

She wants to hurt you, she told me...

Bailey is dead!

Please, don't leave me.

What am I supposed to do? You're completely unstable.

I'm scared. Please, don't leave me alone.

You have to calm down now, Lily.

- I'll do anything. - We'll talk in the morning.

No, please. I'm calm. I'm calm.

Angus?

Are you there?

" Man born of woman has but a short time to live, full of misery.

He cometh up and is cut down like a flower. He fleeth like a shadow.

He never continueth in one stay."

In the name of the Father, the Son...

-... and the Holy Spirit. - Amen.

Goodbye, Bailey.

Come on, Lily, talk to me.

I'm sorry you have to be in here. Now, please.

What I don't understand why she's lasted so long.

Let's not talk about that.

The expert from the museum said 3 weeks is the ost they last in captivity.

- You haven't eaten. - I'm just not hungry.

Maybe if we talked about something else.

Unless it's the feeding pattern.

If human flesh is what they eat...

... stories about mermaids luring sailors...

Now we know what they lured them in for: lunch.

How'd she last on only 3 bodies during the year at the Woolrich's?

- Do you know what I mean? - Stop.

- It doesn't make sense. - I know.

- Something about her is different. - You're right.

You're beginning to scare me.

I need you to bring me the book back.

- Prisoners don't get to read? - You're not a prisoner.

I am, and you think I've lost my mind.

I will lose my mind if you don't give me something to do.

You get me the book!

Pretty please. I need to know.

Thank you.

" I know that due to my age it is medically impossible...

... unless the Lord has had a hand.

I'm afraid she has put this in me... "

" Medically impossible unless the Lord has had a hand.

I'm afraid she has put this in me."

Holy Mother of God.

I'm not crazy.

I am not crazy.

I am acting crazy, and I recognize it...

... and that is how I know...

... I am not.

Crazy, that is.

Look, Angus...

Look, Angus...

Look, I...

I know I've been acting...

I realize how I must seem.

I'm very affected by this whole...

All right.

Look.

I know it is physically...

... medically possible for me to be with child.

Angus, I know that. Of course I do.

I wouldn't be saying any of this if I didn't find it...

... just extraordinary.

What if...?

What if Mrs. Woolrich was right?

What if she wasn't crazy?

What if she became...

... impregnated?

Somehow.

What if Mrs. Woolrich was right? What if she wasn't crazy?

What if she became...

... impregnated? Somehow.

What if she wasn't crazy?

What if, for argument's sake, what if Mrs. Woolrich...

... was right?

What if she wasn't crazy?

What if she became impregnated, somehow?

Come out, come out, wherever you are.

I know you're here.

You can't help doing the things you do.

That's not my fault.

It's a full moon.

That's why you didn't escape...

... because you knew soon you'd be changing form.

All right.

Here, here. It's all right.

There you are.

I'm all right.

She won't try anything.

There she is!

Shoot her!

- Nobody fires unless I say so. - Please.

Please.

Shoot her! Shoot her!

You gave me such a fright.

Don't ever do that again.

I thought I'd lost you.

A good night's rest is in order for you, young lady.

Dr. Angus speaking, not me.

I'll just go downstairs, make sure it's fine.

- I fainted. - I know.

It's perfectly normal, given the circumstances.

I fainted because I'm with child.

No.

No, Lily...

... you fainted because you're in a highly volatile situation.

There's something inside me. I can feel it move.

No, darling.

You're tired, you haven't been eating...

... and you're very distressed.

You don't know the half of it.

She's not so tough anymore?

She may sprout tail any moment.

Well, does she stay human?

She'll need a proper place to stay tonight.

There's plenty of room in my bunk.

- What kind of a woman is she? - What are you doing?

Making sure she's a natural blond, that's all.

Leave her alone. We don't know what she'll do.

Let the men have some fun. God knows they've earned it.

A deaf and dumb maiden. I like that in a woman.

Get her, get her.

Now, now, easy does it.

I've seen you watching me, wanting to make a meal out of me.

Leave her alone.

What's your problem?

This is a private party.

No circus clowns invited.

I think she's thirsty.

You're right. How inconsiderate of me.

Hold her. That's it. Here we go. That's a good girl.

Where are you going, circus boy?

To call in the ringmaster?

You're playing with everyone's safety, and you know it.

Is that your expert opinion on the subject?

You have no idea what you're talking about.

You think my men are playing with your safety?

You don't know this little whore. You have no idea what...

None of you have a chance. None of you!

- What happened? - He nearly started a riot.

You don't know what she did. You haven't a clue.

That's enough!

Oh, God!

Oh, God!

You have no idea...

... what she's made me do.

But you'll find out.

Calm down. Calm down.

Come on, captain. You and me need a little talk. Sit down.

You and I have to talk.

Everyone is a bit overexcited now.

Start from the beginning.

Captain Dunn!

Gifford, come over here.

Holy Mother of Jesus.

It's nothing.

Thunder. I don't like it.

I'm pregnant, aren't I?

I always wanted a baby.

I'm scared.

Is it...

Is it normal?

What on earth was that?

What's happening?

You see that over there? Like a mass of shadows?

Yeah, I see it.

- That's a group of islands. - So?

It's very queer. There's no such group of islands...

... in the path to New York harbor. Did the captain read the charts wrong?

She brought us home.

Get that sail up, now!

- Right full rudder. - Turn this thing around.

I can't help you. We don't have too much room.

I'll right full. Check for damage.

That must hurt.

Please don't hurt me.

That doesn't sound like thunder.

That's more like it.

Help me! I'm belowdeck!

Well, you've done it now. Come on!

- Go! - You go!

- Where's Lily? - I don't know.

- That thing isn't a mermaid. - What do you mean?

- Sleeping darts won't work. - This could put down an elephant.

You told me that before! Trust me, this is not an elephant.

- Bullets are in the captain's quarters. - I'm not going back.

Fine. Stay.

Don't make a sound.

I'm gonna check the hatchway.

Here. We move. We're sitting ducks here.

- You go. I'll go find Lily. - Go where?

- We need a plan. - Find Lily and shoot that thing.

You haven't seen it. It's got claws like knives...

What do you want me to do? You got a better idea?

Lily. Jesus, are you all right?

- I'm okay. - Move, move, move!

Here's the rest of the crew.

What the devil is that thing?

- It's the Queen of the lair. - The Queen of the what?

The question is, what is she gonna do?

- Feed us to her lair. - What, do you mean there's more?

An island full of mermaids. That's why she brought us here.

She's the provider.

No one sees the Forbidden Islands and walks out alive.

- That's how they've lasted so long. - And you knew about this?

- I told you what I knew. - " Let's take a mermaid to America."

Not, " Let's steal a queen monster who eats people."

- I would've remembered the difference! - Stop it.

Well, I'm not waiting around down here. I'm going up.

Let's get out of here.

God Almighty, if you're up there, if you're watching down on us...

... please, we have learned our lesson. Please save us.

Please save us.

I really wanted to have a future with you.

This is all my fault. I love you so much.

I love you too.

No!

No!

Stop!

Please don't hurt us.

WIDE SARGASSO SEA TWO WEEKS LATER

Jesus Christ.

Miss?

Miss, what happened?

Where's your crew?

Were you attacked?

They asked other questions. Many more throughout the years.

But my lips remained sealed...

... until ourjourney became a footnote.

A bizarre, unresolved tale.

As for myself, I gave birth to a healthy baby girl.

The creature spared our lives...

... and in return, I honoured her with my absolute silence.

Some things, no matter how magnificent they are...

... are best left alone.

And as to whether I'd ever see her again, the answer is yes.

But that's another story.