Original subtitles

(angelic vocalizing)

(vocalizing continues)

♪ ♪

(metallic clicking)

Man:

What? No, oh no, no, no.

No, no, no. Shit. Shit, Cas.

Did they go in the office?

Did they go in the office, Cas?

Because the... because

the money's in the office.

The money for Aday

is in the office.

40,000 pounds.

No, Cas--

Yes, it was.

Listen--

No, hold on! Well, we--

You-you could just shout at me

or we can figure out

how the fuck...

No, no, no, no!

Don't tell the police!

Why would you tell the police?

Because it's 40 grand in cash!

How are you gonna explain

40 fucking grand

in cash to the fucking...

(sighs)

♪ ♪

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, yes.

I should've told you,

and I didn't, and I'm sorry.

But, we are where we are,

and Aday needs the money today

or we're fucked.

So, when the police go,

would you please see

if it's still there?

Thank you.

I'm gonna call Aday right now

and see if I can re--

I'll make another--

Well, I'm gonna call him.

Yeah--

(horse snorts)

How are the kids?

Oh, jeez.

That's all we need.

Can't you persuade her to...

choose another instrument?

(sighs)

Trombone it is then.

-(wind blowing)

-(metallic clicking)

Yes, I'm just about to start.

(birds chirping)

-I'm heading down

to the river now.

-(horse snorting)

(birds chirping)

("Dog Days Are Over"

by Florence + The Machine

playing, tinny)

(music becomes clear)

♪ Happiness hit her ♪

♪ Like a train on a track ♪

♪ Coming towards her ♪

♪ Stuck still,

no turning back ♪

(river flowing)

♪ She hid around corners ♪

♪ And she hid under beds ♪

♪ She killed it with kisses ♪

-(man sobbing)

- ♪ And from it she fled ♪

♪ With every bubble ♪

-(sobbing)

-♪ She sank with a drink ♪

♪ And washed it away ♪

♪ Down the kitchen sink ♪

-(sobbing continues)

-♪ The dog days are over ♪

♪ The dog days are done ♪

♪ The horses are coming ♪

♪ So you better run ♪

♪ Run fast for your mother ♪

(sobbing) Oh God...

♪ Run for your children,

for your sisters and brothers ♪

♪ Leave all your love

and your longing behind ♪

♪ You can't carry it with you

if you want to survive ♪

-♪ The dog days are over ♪

-(continues sobbing)

♪ The dog days are done ♪

♪ Can you hear the horses? ♪

-(song abruptly ends)

-(river flowing)

(angelic vocalizing)

♪ ♪

(angelic vocalizing continues)

(river flowing)

(vocalizing continues)

(cricket chirps)

(vocalizing fades away)

(child crying)

Girl:

Quickly!

(crying continues)

(wind blowing)

-(crying)

-Girl: Stop being a baby!

Pull it harder!

(insect buzzing)

(crying continues)

(crying continues)

Girl:

No, pull it!

(crying)

(birds chirping)

♪ ♪

(crying)

Girl:

Pull!

(crying)

Step back.

-(crack)

-(man gasps)

(gasping)

♪ ♪

(rope creaking)

(grunts)

(creaking)

(panting)

Hey!

-(rocks sliding)

-Hey!

(panting, groaning)

(grunting)

Oh! Breathe! Breathe!

(grunts)

(rope creaking)

(gasps)

(struggling)

(panting)

(grunts)

(panting)

Shit.

Oh God. (panting)

♪ ♪

Come on. Come on. Oh fuck.

(girl gasps)

-It's okay, I'm helping you.

-(coughing)

Can you breathe?

Can you breathe?

-(panting)

-Nod if you can breathe.

That's good.

Show me where it hurts.

It's okay,

it's okay.

(girl coughs)

My eyes hurt as well.

Man:

You need to see a doctor.

-No...

-Gotta take you to a hospital.

-Girl: No.

-Should call the police.

No!

(sighs)

-What's your name?

-Epona.

Man:

Look,

Epona.

I don't know what I'm doing.

Alright? And, uh, you might

have a serious injury.

I can't--

I can't just walk away.

Don't... He'll kill me.

Who'll kill you?

Where do you live?

Epona:

Just drive straight.

I'll tell you the way.

(alarm chirps)

(birds chirping)

Who was that boy?

Epona:

What boy?

(door shuts)

♪ ♪

(Epona coughing)

(coughing)

(puts key in ignition)

It's okay. It's alright.

I'm just getting you some water.

-(opens glove compartment)

-See?

-(shuts glove compartment)

-Have you got some salt?

Salt? Uh...

Yeah, in the side pocket,

I think.

(rips packet)

I used to work

with young people.

I was in social care, so...

I know that doesn't mean

I know anything about you,

but, um, what I'm

saying is I've talked

with kids who've

been through stuff.

I understand problems.

You won't understand mine.

Okay.

I'll go first.

My name's Sam,

and...

I am extremely pleased

to meet you, Epona.

♪ ♪

There, see?

Now we're communicating.

Yeah, well, don't go changing

your Facebook status just yet.

(laughs)

Alright. What else? Uh...

I'm married.

I have three children,

two girls and a boy.

My oldest girl's

actually about your age, so...

I "get" crazy.

That's what you do then?

You work with kids?

No, not anymore.

Me and my wife

run a garden center.

Right.

That's a bit different.

Yeah.

Yeah,

that was the point.

♪ ♪

Is it something at home?

You know...

it's easier to sometimes say

things to people you don't know.

It's a dog's name. Sam.

Where is it

I'm taking you?

Carry on till

you hit the sea.

I live on Osea.

Causeway opens in

about 20 minutes.

-Sam: Causeway?

-Epona: Yeah. Gotta wait

till the tide's out.

(gravel crunching)

(brakes squeaking)

(water lapping)

(applies handbrake)

(birds chirping)

♪ ♪

(wind blowing)

(undoes seatbelt)

Thank you.

-Shit.

-(birds chirping)

Aday, it's Sam. Uh, look.

Look, we've been burgled. Uh...

Please, will you call me back?

Just call me. Thank you.

(hissing)

(insects scuttling)

(scuttling continues)

(wind blowing)

(waves washing ashore)

(birds chirping)

Sam:

God...

Come on.

Fuck!

Stupid...

(sighs)

♪ ♪

I'm waiting for this call.

This important call.

Maybe you shouldn't come over.

Why?

-Why shouldn't I come over?

-Well,

drive then.

(starts engine)

(releases brake)

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

You can't fall off.

(angelic vocalizing)

(wind blowing)

(angelic vocalizing continues)

(vocalizing fades away)

You okay?

Yeah...

Just feels familiar.

Epona:

Have you been here before?

No.

My granddad was stationed

here during the war.

That's how I know

about it, but...

I-I've never been here.

Epona:

You've not got long.

Causeway closes at 3:50 today.

Won't open again

till morning.

♪ ♪

Epona:

Look!

-It's Jesus and the sea.

-Hm?

It's a festival.

We do it every year,

but this year's special.

They're opening it up,

letting outsiders in.

-Turn it into a big

music festival.

-Music festival?

-What, with bands?

-Epona: Yeah.

-We need the money.

-Sam: When's all that happening?

Epona:

Soon. It's just a rehearsal.

How many of you live here?

Ninety-three.

Ninety-three? (chuckles)

Doing all this?

(indistinct shouting

in distance)

You wouldn't believe what

these people are capable of.

(crowd chatter, laughter)

Man:

Ha! Hoo! Ha! Huh!

-Sam: What's all this?

-Epona: It's part

of the festival.

They're the Sajora.

They came from the sea once

a year to sniff out evil.

(children laughing)

-If they find it,

they cut it out.

-(grunting, snipping)

Everything here is

either salt or soil.

-Salt or soil?

-Epona: Yeah.

Sea or land.

Just stuff we believe in.

Traditions.

♪ ♪

(birds chirping)

(shuts off engine,

applies handbrake)

(pulls out key)

You should just go.

Just leave.

You know I'm not gonna do that.

Alright.

Take me to the Martins.

They run the pub.

They're good people.

Epona, look...

If there's something

hurting you here

or scaring you...

you can tell me.

You're a nice man, Sam.

Thank you for caring about me.

(undoes seatbelt)

(children laughing, chattering)

I found her in the woods

um, on the mainland. Uh...

(Sam sighs)

-I just found her.

I-I didn't-- I didn't know...

-(heavy breathing)

Come with me, me love.

Playing, was it?

Little game?

Epona:

Please don't tell my dad.

Mr. Martin:

Just messin' was it, love?

Little game?

-Mrs. Martin:

Shut up, you fuckin' idiot.

-(Epona crying)

(chuckles)

-That'll be it,

some kind of game.

-Look,

I'm not a doctor, so I don't...

-I don't know if I-- if I--

-Ah, don't worry.

Now, what can I get you?

We've snacks.

There's crisps, nuts,

fresh sandwiches.

-Got a lovely guest ale

on at the moment--

-Mrs. Martin: Fuckhead!

In here now!

(door creaking)

(chuckles)

♪ ♪

(creaking)

(indistinct whispering)

(sighs)

(creaking)

(sighs)

(indistinct chatter)

(sighs)

(children laughing)

♪ ♪

Mr. Martin:

Frederick

Nicholas Charrington.

As in Charrington's Brewery?

Built this whole island.

He was in the East End one day

when he saw a woman, surrounded

by her starving kids,

begging her husband

not to spend

their last few pence on booze.

The man snaps, beats

the living flip out of her.

Charrington steps in.

He gets knocked into a gutter,

and when he looks up,

what's he see there above

this raging drunk's head

but his own name. Charrington.

Found God in that moment.

Bought Osea,

took a bunch of drunks here

to build a perfect

sober world, and...

here we are.

Here we are, in a pub.

In a pub, yeah. Yeah!

(laughing) In a pub!

Can I use your phone?

I-I can't get a signal.

Oh, they're doing work on

the main exchange this weekend.

It's an upgrade to handle

the traffic for the festival.

I mean, it's intermittent now,

but come 4:00,

it'll be out for

the whole weekend.

Landlines and mobiles,

so if you're out,

we'll be out as well.

There's this man,

I really need to phone him.

-What man's this?

-This guy.

Aday. I just...

Aday? What's that?

Is that an African name,

is it?

Yeah, I think so.

Maybe Nigerian.

Oh. Yeah.

Yeah.

Big African community

on the mainland.

Not Nigerians. Somalis.

I mean, some say

they cause trouble,

but I don't

think that's fair.

Not after what

they've been through.

I mean, some of them have

been child soldiers, Sam.

Yeah.

Lots of East Europeans, too.

So you need to speak

to this man, do you?

Yeah.

We got burgled.

-Oh no!

-Yeah. Not our house.

Our business.

We run a garden center,

and they broke in.

(sighs)

-My goodness.

-Mm.

So, where's this?

Where are you from?

-London. Now. I mean.

-(pouring drink)

We're, uh...

we're trying to move.

There's a planning thing

going on today,

actually, which is

why all this is...

-It's so...

-Goodness,

what a big day for you.

Oh, I know!

Well, here you go.

It's a small

consolation, but still.

How is she? Epona?

Oh. Physically,

she's fine, but...

I do think it's

beginning to hit home,

what she was about to...

She's not said anything, but

kids these days,

they mess around, don't they?

There was a boy with her.

-Really?

-Mm.

Oh, she said

she was on her own.

There was a young boy with her,

glasses and curly hair.

Oh. I don't know

who that could be.

Well, he's definitely

not from Osea.

Well, I-I think

she's hiding something.

What would she be hiding?

What do you know

about her father?

Hold on a minute, Sam.

Jason's a good man.

He's a bit rough around

the edges, as are many here,

but they're all good people.

I promise you that.

Do you have children?

-Yeah, three.

Two girls and a boy.

-Oh, wonderful.

-What a great blessing.

-Mm.

One never given

to me and my wife.

Seven pregnancies, Sam.

Seven.

Not one came to term. Not one.

No. Oh well.

I guess it wasn't God's plan.

Oh, well, we get by.

We're happy. We live.

But deep inside, yeah,

something is missing, yeah.

Well, you're welcome to stay.

I'd love that.

We have a room for you upstairs.

Room number one,

-it's on the house for you.

-Oh.

I know you'll be wantin'

to get back to your family.

-Yeah.

-Be desperate,

today of all days.

-Jesus and the sea?

-Esus and the sea.

Esus was sort of like

a-a Celtic war god.

Some do choose to make

a link with our savior.

Early Christian scholars

in England were druidic.

Not many people know that.

We're using our history

for this festival.

There's a lot of it here.

And we need this to work.

Times have been hard.

We've been through

some bad things.

(children laughing, chattering)

So, just out for a walk

in those woods, then?

Uh, yeah.

Yeah, I was just...

By that stream?

Long way from home on

such an important day.

-My wife says she

recognizes you.

-Excuse me?

Yeah. She said there's something

familiar about your face.

♪ ♪

I've never been here before.

Oh well.

She's a funny fish, my wife.

Look, there's something

going on with Epona.

I need to know you get that.

Sam...

It's okay.

Epona is safe. You saved her.

You saved this child.

Right?

Now, let's get you off Osea

before this causeway closes

and you have to stay

here in paradise forever.

(car keys jingle)

(alarm beeping)

Now, that is not good.

(text notification chimes)

♪ ♪

Mr. Martin: Sam?

Sam?

(car door clicking)

(car door clicking)

Mr. Martin:

He's not there!

Danny! He's not up

at the big house.

-They don't know where he is.

-How long till

the causeway closes?

(sighs)

Fifteen, maybe 20 minutes.

No, I-I-I need to

get off this island.

(sighs) Well, you

might be out of luck.

Like I said,

we have a room for you.

Number one, no key.

No one has locks around here.

It's yours free of charge,

if you want it.

No, I need to get off

this fucking island now!

(birds chirping)

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, I just...

Look, alright.

I'm gonna tell you something.

My wife just texted me.

The burglars took

only one thing.

Cash.

40,000 pounds in cash.

Why would you have

40,000 pounds in cash?

The man I told you

I have to call, Aday.

He's a planning officer,

and we're bribing him

to get our plans approved.

They're in final committee.

Today, this afternoon.

This is-- this is not...

who we are. It's really not.

But, it was the only way.

They said that they

weren't-- they-- they...

They said they were

gonna turn it down.

He told me they would.

I need-- I need to talk to him.

I need a phone that works.

So, who else knew

about this money?

Oh, just me.

-And--

-And Aday.

♪ ♪

Sam, you know this man's

robbed you, don't you?

You tell him you know.

He's just got greedy,

that's all.

You tell him you know he did it,

say you're calling the police

unless he plays ball.

He's just chancing it.

He's not gonna wanna go down

for burglary. You tell him.

I-I-I really need

to get to a phone.

I can't even get a signal.

I got that text,

-and then it died again.

-Look, I'm gonna go to the pier,

Danny can't be far.

And we'll get you

over that causeway.

Thank you. Thank you.

Thank you for all this.

Mr. Martin:

Don't be silly.

After what you

did for Epona?

Helping people is what

this place is all about.

(bird chirping)

Looks like you're staying.

No, I can't stay.

You can't leave.

How's Epona doing?

I remember you so well.

Excuse me?

Mrs. Martin:

Making those appeals on the TV.

♪ ♪

I remember thinking,

my God, what a man.

To lose how you lost.

Your precious little angel.

And people getting angry

and wanting to blame immigrants.

And you come out

afterwards and say,

"No, don't. Don't blame them."

That was a long time ago.

Pain doesn't know time.

Must hurt going back

into those woods.

It does.

That's the point.

Hm.

Most people are scared of pain.

They don't know

how warm it can be.

(tense music playing)

Tell me, Sam.

Did you really think

we shouldn't blame them?

Weren't you tempted

just to hurt someone?

I need to use the toilet.

Yeah, use the nice one.

The one upstairs.

♪ ♪

(door creaking, slams)

(breathes deeply)

(sighs)

(sighs)

(running water)

(scraping)

(indistinct shouting)

(shouting continues)

Right, what did you do?

What did you do?!

Get him out of here...

(indistinct)

-Why is he here?!

-(Sam gasps)

Mrs. Martin:

Get out of here!

-Jason: That's my daughter!

-Mr. Martin: I know.

(shouting continues)

Mr. Martin:

Oh now, here we go.

Fuck! (pants)

(shouting continues)

(heavy breathing)

(inaudible)

(Jason crying)

(window rattling)

(heavy breathing)

He had a fucking gun!

Well,

he's a farmer, Sam.

He turns up with a gun because

someone's asking some questions.

Doesn't-- doesn't that

say something to you?

Look,

Jason's not dangerous.

Really?

She looked terrified.

Terrified of him.

-Mr. Martin: She's not scared.

She's angry, that's all.

-(Epona crying)

She didn't want us

to say anything.

But it's her dad,

we had to.

We're all people of God here.

Now, I know not everyone

believes, and that's fine.

It's a modern world.

We don't judge.

But we look after one another,

take care of each other.

That girl is

a daughter to us all.

We will not let her be hurt.

Man:

Sorry!

-Sorry!

-Mr. Martin: Danny,

where've you been?

-This man needs to make

the causeway!

-Danny: Oh, shit.

You better hurry, mate.

Causeway's closing now.

♪ ♪

Mate! It's fucking closing!

♪ ♪

-Good luck with

the planning fella.

-Yeah.

-Hope it goes like you deserve.

-Thank you.

Go! Go on, then!

♪ ♪

(sighs)

(eerie music playing)

♪ ♪

(tires screech)

♪ ♪

(driving on gravel)

(seagulls cawing)

(waves washing ashore)

(wind blowing)

(sighs)

♪ ♪

(wind blowing)

(waves washing ashore)

Hey!

(wind blowing)

Wait!

(panting)

Hold on!

(indistinct,

overlapping whispering)

(whispering continues)

-(whispering stops)

-(wind blowing)

Sam:

Hold on!

I just wanna talk!

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

(birds cawing)

(knocking oysters)

-(waves washing ashore)

-(knocking oysters)

(clacking)

(clacking)

(wind blowing)

(man yelling)

-Jason: It ain't right.

-Man 1: She's your girl,

she's your daughter.

After what they

took from you?

This island is

a fucking mess.

(indistinct yelling)

Man 1:

And he walks in and says no!

That fucking cunt

up at the big house!

Why's he leading us?

-Man 2: 'Cause he's

in the big house?

-Man 1: Fuck the big house!

He's a fucking cunt,

and we all know it!

Even he knows he's a cunt.

That's how much of a cunt he is.

(laughter)

(wind blowing)

-(indistinct arguing)

-(panting)

He hasn't done anything

more than mess things up.

(Sam breathing heavily)

That boy (indistinct)...

♪ ♪

And he comes in here,

fucking saying things about you,

holding on to

your daughter!

-(banging)

-(laughing)

-(banging continues)

-(Jason yelling)

-(banging, yelling stops)

-(Sam gasps)

-(heavy breathing)

-Man 1: Needs to be taken, J...

Jason:

I need a piss.

♪ ♪

(footsteps)

(urinating)

(stops urinating)

♪ ♪

(zips up)

(Sam panting)

(heavy breathing)

(wind blowing)

(birds chirping)

(slams door)

(clicking phone receiver)

(faint buzzing, clock ticking)

(buzzing getting louder)

(water running)

(shuts door)

What-- For God's sake.

(woman screaming)

-What are you doing?

-No, no. It's alright.

It's ok-- it's okay. I'm here.

What?

Here, in this room.

Staying here.

-Were you watching me?

-No.

No, I didn't know you--

They said I could--

They said I could

have this room.

-This is my room.

-I know, but they--

they said--

Get out.

-They--

-Woman: Get the fuck out!

(door shuts)

(clicking)

(door creaks)

Look, I didn't mean

to shock you.

The bed was disturbed,

but it didn't look like

there was a person in it.

Well, there was

a person in it.

-Yes, I know that--

-And that is my fucking room.

Okay? I paid for it.

It is mine.

-Yeah.

-Okay.

God.

(sighs)

(lifts phone, clicks receiver)

-(sighs)

-(grabs glass)

-(pouring)

-Do you at least want a drink?

I don't drink.

Alright, gimme one of those.

-Thought you didn't drink.

-I'm not looking for a sponsor.

(pouring)

Look, I'm sorry if

I was a little--

I'm not normally like this.

It's just I was asleep.

Standing over someone

when they're sleeping,

that's creepy.

(laughs)

-(sighs)

-What the fuck are you doing?

I need to make a call.

I have a planning thing

going through,

and, right now, if I don't make

a call in the next 20 minutes,

it will completely collapse,

and I might lose my business

and my home,

and none of the fucking phones

are working.

(sighs)

My phone's working.

What?

Yeah. I mean,

it's cutting out a little bit

because of the work

on the exchange,

but generally, it's fine.

-They said all

the lines were down!

-(laughs)

Can I use it, please?

(sighs)

Um, can I call my wife first?

She doesn't know where I am.

(chuckles) Sure, but you

only got three minutes.

Engineers stop work

at 5:15, and then

there really will be no

lines until Monday at all.

Can I take this outside?

No! Fuck you,

that's my phone.

Yeah.

(sighs)

Aday! Aday, it's Sam.

No, I'm-- I'm,

uh, I'm in a place

where my phone

doesn't get reception.

Now? You're going

in right now?

Okay, alright.

I know what you did, okay?

I know.

Aday,

only the money was missing.

Only you and I knew about it.

How do you-- Alright, stop.

No, stop. I'm gonna tell

you what's gonna happen.

You are gonna go in there,

and you're gonna pass

our applications.

Listen, you're gonna go in

and you're gonna pass our plans,

or the next call I make

is to the police.

♪ ♪

Do you understand? Yeah.

I-I-I know there'll be

repercussions for me,

but you will go down

for burglary, and you...

you will lose your job.

What do you mean?

What hospital?

Your wife?

What emergency?

So, you have proof?

Alright. Alright, yeah, I'm--

Um, I made a mistake.

No, no, no, I only--

I mentioned the police--

No, no, I'm not gonna call

them because I was wrong.

I thought something wrong.

Aday. No, no, no, Aday!

Don't turn it down!

No, we can fix this! We can!

Aday!

Aday...

So...

what did I just witness?

(sighs)

Look, do you wanna, uh, talk

about what just happened?

So, you here for

the festival?

I am.

I got my PhD on

the Essex Witch Trials

and perceptions of women

in Civil War England.

And they're basing the festival

on a Celtic Cromlach,

and they wanna imbue it

with Osea's history.

What's a Cromlach?

It's like

a Celtic bacchanal.

Charrington revived it.

His big idea was to take

criminals and addicts

and give them a few days

to blow off steam

so that they'd be fine

for the rest of the year.

And how did that work out?

It was a fucking blast.

Three people died. (laughs)

I think you should,

you know...

talk about it.

You know, all this

stiff upper whatever shit.

What do you think

of these people?

-What do you mean?

-Just...

I think they're great.

I've been here a few times.

They've always been amazing.

Well...

they're a little,

"don't stray from the path,"

but they're good people.

(chuckles)

Protective of their way

of life, but why not?

If you had a place like this,

wouldn't you wanna protect it?

You got kids, then?

Three.

Two girls and a boy.

Nice.

I got two girls.

You married?

Kind of.

What's he do?

Your kinda husband?

Nothing.

-He does nothing.

-(door opens)

(tense music playing)

♪ ♪

Excuse me, do you know where

the owners are? The Martins?

(pumping)

Man:

(drinking) So...

(sniff)

This is you, is it?

Woman:

Excuse me, I just spoke.

Words.

(scoffs)

You're nice.

I like your lips.

(indistinct chatter)

-You didn't make the causeway!

-Sam: Yeah.

-I didn't make it.

-Larry, why don't

you go home?

-You're not supposed

to be here now.

-(laughs)

Who's gonna stop me

from being here, eh?

I think you know

the answer to that.

Go on.

(Sam sighs)

Sorry about Larry.

-He's a good man.

-Sam: Really? He...

doesn't seem like a good man.

-(chuckles)

-Mr. Martin: Oh, well,

we remember him as a boy.

He was such a loving child.

When we lost most of

the oyster beds, people changed.

Some found anger.

-Sam: Yeah.

-I put Mrs. Paffard

in room one, love.

Yeah, and then you

put him in it, too,

you fucking dog brain.

-Yeah.

-Mr. Martin:

Oh, I did! Good lord.

We've only

the one room spare.

-Mrs. Martin:

They'll have to share then.

-(scoffs)

What?

Or get out.

Mr. Martin:

Don't worry, I'll get me tools.

Put a curtain up,

you won't know the difference.

A curtain?

A fucking curtain?

Look, causeway opens at 7:28.

I'll wake you at 6:30

with an Osea breakfast,

make sure you get

off safe and sound.

It's the only way.

They're opening the hotel there

in a few months, The Seabird,

but for now...

That okay?

-Do we have a choice?

-Mrs. Martin: Yeah.

Swim.

-Where's Epona?

-Mrs. Martin: She's safe.

-That wasn't what I asked.

-Mr. Martin: Look,

I don't think there's anything

going on, I promise you.

But, I hear what you're saying.

She's staying with us tonight.

She's had a day.

She's doing much better,

looking a lot more cheerful.

Love, maybe we should fetch her

so that Sam can see

she's doing fine.

I think you should

grow some fucking balls

is what you should do.

(laughs)

Oh, my wife.

Eh? Her bark is something,

but she got no bite.

She's soft as caramel.

But, it's getting late.

She's very protective

of the girl, so, uh...

I'll bring her to you in

the morning, I promise.

But, in the meantime,

I suggest you settle in,

-and get good and pissed.

-(laughs)

Drinks are on the house

for both of you.

Doesn't sound too bad.

(muffled pub chatter)

♪ ♪

(pub chatter)

Woman:

Jess!

Oh, here he is!

The man of the hour!

Don't be like that.

Lemme get you a drink.

You alright?

-Thank you, yeah. Maybe later.

-You sure?

Let me take you to

that table over there.

Hey! Hey, this is Sam.

-(indistinct greetings)

-Hi.

(overlapping chatter, cheering)

(cheering)

(overlapping chatter)

♪ ♪

(indistinct chatter)

Oh my God! (laughs)

This one's for you, Sam!

-(playing piano)

-(pub cheering)

♪ Swim, Sam, swim ♪

♪ Show them

you're some swimmer ♪

♪ Swim just like

the swan swam ♪

(singing fades)

(angelic vocalizing)

(inaudible chatter)

♪ Show them

you're some swimmer ♪

♪ Swim just like

the swan swam ♪

♪ You know how the swan swam ♪

♪ Six sharp shivering sharks,

all snapping at your limbs ♪

♪ So swipe 'em swiftly

as they swoop ♪

(singing fades, indistinct)

(singing continues)

(glass shatters)

(inaudible)

(eerie music playing)

(muffled laughter)

♪ Swim, Sam ♪

♪ Swim! ♪

(toilet flushes)

♪ ♪

(angelic vocalizing)

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

(chittering, squeaking)

(chittering, squeaking)

(chittering, squeaking

continues)

♪ ♪

(gasping)

(screaming)

(gasping)

(distorted screaming)

(silence)

(gasps)

(sighs)

(opens trunk)

(thud)

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

(slams trunk)

(melancholy guitar playing)

(birds chirping)

(woman vocalizing)

(vocalizing continues)

♪ ♪

♪ ♪