Original subtitles

We are gonna have ourselves an adventure, right?

Just us three.

-Mom? -It's great, isn't it?

♪ (OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYS) ♪

-ALAN: Can I help you? -I'm booked to stay here today.

-I'm afraid it's not possible. -What?

This place, why's it so important to you?

HELEN: My girls have been through a lot.

I want them to feel good.

Then leave.

HELEN: What's going on?

Everyone here's acting like something bad's gonna happen.

I was at that shoreside place.

We've got a woman in labor on OC.

What you saw was just medical equipment.

I saw something else in that place.

MRS. MARTIN: We've had our customs for years,

but I'm not apologizing for 'em.

So, we're safe here then?

Yeah, we can give you a room.

Are we going home in the morning, Mom?

We'll see, baby. But now, we sleep.

♪ (MUSIC CONCLUDES) ♪

♪ ♪

(gentle snoring)

(heartbeat)

Sam: Cass!

(sighs)

(car approaches)

-(car door opens) -(woman screaming)

(footsteps)

-(thud) -W-what was that?

-(clattering) -Mom?

-(bang) -(Talulah gasps)

-(woman screaming) -(all gasp)

Stay there.

Talulah: Don't go out there.

Helen: Stay there, okay?

Do not move.

(opens door)

(indistinct arguing)

(door shuts)

(tense music playing)

♪ ♪

(muffled arguing)

(woman screaming)

(arguing continues)

(woman screaming)

-Preacher: Can we talk?! Can we talk?! -(overlapping yelling)

(woman screaming)

-(yelling continues) -(woman screaming)

Can we please all just calm down? Can we talk!

-Man: Shut up! -Can we talk?! Please!

(arguing continues)

(overlapping chatter, indistinct)

Mrs. Martin: She doesn't want my help!

-(arguing) -You're a killer! Don't let her near me!

I don't want her to touch me!

-Okay, okay, okay, okay! -(screaming)

Alright, Jess! Alright, alright, alright!

♪ ♪

Fucking pointing a gun at people, eh?

You got it in you to use that, have you?

-Well, I just might. Come on. -Cowboy: Calm down.

Larry: You want to calm the fuck out of that fucking door, mate.

-Then we can talk about calming the fuck down. -Jason: You need to help her.

That child is one of us.

You know how much it matters.

Mrs. Martin: So we're a community again, are we?

How cunting lovely for us all.

(Jess panting)

-No! No, not her! Not her! -Jason: It's alright! Alright!

(indistinct yelling)

(fire crackling)

He's, uh, lying wrong...

He-he-he's crossways.

What are you sayin'?

I'm saying, it's, it's trans...

fucking thing is...

He's across her pelvis, and she can't get him out.

Well, you can do something, right?

I'm not a shitting doctor!

Mrs. Martin: You never should've let her stay on the island!

-I told you that! -Larry: That's what this is!

They're trying to take her off the island, Jay!

Larry, you were stupid as a boy,

-but you border on moronic as an adult. -Larry: Listen, cunt.

You help her, or it won't just be her blood on this floor tonight.

(muffled)

Mr. Martin: Don't you talk to my wife like that, alright?

(sighs)

(muffled arguing continues)

(sighs)

♪ ♪

Sam: Cass!

(Jess screaming)

(sniffles)

-(opens door) -Mrs. Martin: We have a medic here, get him!

Jason: Janny's passed out drunk. We're alone here.

Well, you should've thought of that before you closed

-the island down! -Let me look.

(arguing stops)

I can help.

Are you a doctor?

No, but I... I used to be a vet.

Larry: A fucking vet?

-You "used to be a vet"? -Helen: Look,

-she needs help now. -(Jess whimpering)

She should be in a hospital but you can't get her to one.

She could die. They both could die.

So I'm the best hope you've got.

This is going nowhere, Jay.

-(Jess groaning) -Jason: Save her.

-Save 'em both. -(groaning)

-(fire crackling) -(sighs)

(Jess whimpering)

-What's your name, hon? -I'm Jess.

Jess, I'd like to have a look

-and see what's going on. Is that okay? -Uh-huh.

Helen: Alright. Can I get you on your back?

-(groans) -Yeah? Okay?

Thank you.

Jason: There we are, Jess. Alright. There we are.

(groaning)

-(sighs) -Excuse me?

(Jess whimpers)

Oh, yeah, sorry.

(murmuring)

(tense music playing)

♪ ♪

(grunting)

Yeah, she's right. It's a transverse lie.

Can you get me some flour, please?

Have your waters broken yet, Jess?

Okay. Well, that's good, that's really good news.

And is this your first?

No, I have two girls.

Alright. Good.

Then you've totally got this.

I'm just gonna keep you on your back,

and I'm gonna turn your baby, okay?

You can do that?

Yeah, I can.

It's gonna surprise you, and you will feel it.

(sighs)

(rubbing hands)

♪ ♪

Okay.

(groaning)

(sighs)

(painful groaning)

(groans)

(ragged breathing)

(sighs)

(groaning)

(sighs)

(heavy breathing)

(groans)

(sighs)

-(sighs) -(Jess groans)

Okay.

Okay. Alright.

(sighs)

He's in the perfect position now. (laughs)

-(groaning) -(sighs)

-Helen: We've done it. We've done it. -(groans)

Alright. I can-- I can feel a contraction coming,

so I'm just gonna stay here.

(groaning)

Helen (muffled): Okay. Here we go. Here we go. It's okay.

-(Jess groaning) -Just go with it...

Talulah: What's going on?

Is she having a baby?

-I wanna see it come out! -Stop it, Lu.

Ellie: There's not enough room. Just go to bed.

If Mom sees you down here, I'll get into real trouble.

-So will I. -No, you won't.

You never do. You get away with everything

because you're her little favorite.

Oh, fuck off, Ellie.

Anyway, you're Dad's favorite,

and by the way, he ran off because he's a psycho,

just like you.

-Don't say that. -Why?

Who you gonna tell? Can't tell Mom.

Why don't you tell God? I mean,

he's your best mate after all.

Kail: Then she's lucky.

♪ ♪

Person who has God on their side

is not a person to mess with.

Talulah: Yeah, well, I don't believe in God.

"I don't believe in God..."

Do you know why you don't?

Because you're a little... sheep.

I'm not a sheep.

Kail: A little sheep who goes along

with all her little friends,

wearing the same clothes,

swapping Pokémons, and...

looking at stupid little screens.

But do you know what happens to sheep?

They get slaughtered.

-(Talulah gasps) -So the rest of us can feed.

Off to bed now, sheepy.

Yeah, well, I'm telling Mom.

(running footsteps)

(door shuts)

-(panting) -Alright. This is just normal labor now.

I don't want them to take me away.

No one's taking you anywhere, hon.

You just tell me what you need.

-Dark, small, no people... -Mm-hmm.

Oh, there's a... there's a bathroom back there.

Okay. Let's get you inside.

Come on.

-(Jess whimpering) -Here we go.

Mrs. Martin: Get some cushions. There's a bed spread upstairs.

(indistinct chatter)

-Mrs. Martin: It's on the chair. -(indistinct chatter)

Mrs. Martin: It's a fucking bathroom...

It's okay. Alright.

They're bringing stuff to make it nice.

What do you need now?

I wanna be alone.

-(sighs) -No, I-I can't leave you alone, hon.

(sighs)

Just Jason. Jason can stay.

(muffled chatter)

Alright. Just you and Jason, yeah?

They'll sort the room and then you'll be alone.

But I'm gonna be outside,

and if you need anything, you just say.

Thank you.

This baby is so special.

I didn't ask for this, but it has come to me.

So, thank you.

♪ ♪

Mrs. Martin: I suppose you lot of shit fucks

have got no intention of leaving.

Fucking 10 gallons of tea it is then.

Don't no one ask for coffee unless you want it spat in.

The causeway's open if you were thinking of leaving,

seeing as you're up.

Right, I'm getting me a smoke.

(indistinct chatter)

(door opens)

-(door shuts) -(sighs)

(door opens)

Helen: Can I ask you something?

(door opens)

Thank you.

-For what you just did. -(sighs)

You saved us from our own stupidity.

-No, it just... -No!

You're exactly the right person at exactly the right time.

Now, if there's anything we can do for you, anything...

Well actually, there is.

Do you know this man? He's my husband.

Last year, he went missing. He just disappeared,

no word, nothing. Just gone.

Missing, eh?

-Did you call the police? -I did. They weren't that interested.

Sam has a history of erratic behavior. He's done this before.

Never for this long.

What makes you think he might be here?

'Cause two weeks ago, I got an email from his account.

It was rambling, like it was written by a child,

and it said he was on the island.

Just that. "The island."

And that I should come and get him before the 14th.

Then yesterday, I got a call from the police.

They arrested this man, this corrupt planning officer

in some kind of swoop, and he told them

that he got a call from Sam the day he went missing,

and Sam said he was on "Sea Island."

Sam was near here that day.

It's not Sea Island.

It's Osea Island.

Or Mersea Island.

-Or Northey-- -Please. Have you seen him?

(sighs)

♪ ♪

He hasn't been here. I'm sorry.

Are you sure? I mean, it's been a while. You might not remember.

Good-looking fellow like that? I'd remember.

I'm sorry, really.

(frustrated sigh)

Do you think it'd be alright if I asked the others here?

Of course! Of course you can.

But... there's a lot of tension here tonight. You've seen that.

It's not normal, I promise you. This is a loving place,

but always best not to prod tension, I think.

The causeway's open for another, oh,

hour and 20.

If you can wait,

I could ask around, discreetly,

and if he's been here, someone will know.

-Are you sure? -Sure?

After what you just did?

Show me that picture again here.

-(shutter snap) -There we go.

Helen: Sam is, um,

he's not well.

And his-- his daughters, they're upstairs, and I just--

You don't have to explain love.

Never make excuses for love.

♪ ♪

(wind blowing)

Can I have one of those?

(coughs)

You don't actually smoke, do you?

-You're not from this place. -No.

Do you know what's going on here?

They had this festival.

The hope was that it would bring people together.

But it did the opposite.

They're divided now,

and they can't find their way back.

(exhales)

But don't let that make you think bad about Osea.

This place has a big heart.

And it can heal...

if you let it.

If you need it, Helen.

(door opens)

She's gone!

Jess is flippin' gone!

Helen: Gone? Where?

Wanna see something cool?

(muffled chatter)

It's from a dig right here on Osea.

It's a child's finger bone.

That's... awful.

So, what brings you to Osea?

Mom's saying it's my birthday,

but she's lying.

She doesn't want me to go back to school yet.

Why?

These girls were making fun of me.

They always do, but, um,

this time, I hit one.

♪ ♪

That's not so bad.

I was holding a rock.

I didn't even know I had it

until I saw blood coming out of her eye.

What were they saying? These girls.

Stuff about my brother.

He was, uh...

murdered.

The ancient Celts believed that Osea

was the soul of the world.

Means it's the most important place there is.

If Osea's sick,

the whole planet's sick.

Yeah, but...

that can't be true.

Why not?

Everything's salt or soil, Ellie.

Hot or cold.

Rain or shine.

Bad or good.

But some years, it leans too far one way or the other.

Things are out of balance...

and bad things happen.

♪ ♪

That thing you did at school?

It's just the balance gone wrong inside you.

You're not a bad person.

It's just...

you're salt or soil.

Out of whack a little.

But if it's out of whack here,

it affects everything. Everyone.

There's something on this island, Ellie.

A place...

so special, no outsider's ever allowed there.

I could show it to you.

Just you.

Not your mom or your sister. Just you.

Would you like that?

Yeah.

I would.

I really would.

Crowd: Jess! Jess! Jess! Jess!

-(yelling continues) -(creaking)

Yeah, about your husband...

it's not good news, I'm afraid.

I've shown that picture to Alan, to Terry,

to Barry and Leanne, Carina in the Big House there,

Mimir and Baz. None of them have seen him.

So you don't think he's been here?

Like I said, it's a small island.

If none of them have seen him then I don't think he's been here.

♪ ♪

Well, thank you.

-I mean that. -It's none of my business,

but you seem decent.

Like you deserve decent.

Love is incredible, but...

it can blind us to a person's faults.

Maybe just better for you to head home.

Thank you for your help.

(sighs)

(muffled chatter)

Alan: It's completely mad. They want you in there.

(fire crackling)

(chatter continues)

-She's not out there. -She must be out there.

She's having a fuckin' baby.

Tomo: She's not out there I said!

-So do we call the police? -The fuck are you talking about?

-Did she say anything, Jay? -No. She asked me to get some ice,

and when I came back, she was gone.

-Is she gonna be okay? -Helen: No.

She's in active labor. She's not gonna be okay

unless you find her!

♪ ♪

Listen, we are organizing search parties.

-Will you help us? -(indistinct chatter)

Causeway closes in an hour.

Jess trusts you now.

Maybe more than any of us.

Okay, but we're gone in one hour, alright?

And look, she doesn't need stress and fear,

so shotguns and whatever the fuck these things are, are out.

She's exhausted and she's not thinking right.

-She needs help, not weapons. -What's going on?

-I need to help them search. -Can we come with you?

-Out there? But it's bloody freezing. -Cowboy: Don't worry.

We'll search the Seabird. It's nice and warm in there.

Tell you what. Me, your mom,

and your sister can do the upstairs.

-You can do the haunted basement. -You're not funny, you know.

I think I am. I'll wait for you.

-(door opens) -(indistinct chatter)

(both sigh)

♪ ♪

(trunk shuts)

Helen: Ellie, take your sister upstairs to the room and wait for me.

Is your phone charged?

-Ellie: Yeah. -Helen: Okay.

Lu? You okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Helen: Don't talk to anyone.

If anything strange happens,

if anyone even knocks on the door,

you call me straight away, okay?

-Okay. -Alright, go on.

(indistinct chatter)

Sorry about yesterday.

It wasn't you. It wasn't...

you know...

(sighs) I-I just wanted you

to know that me and my mom, we're not--

You're not racists, I get it.

You're just people who turn a woman and her children away

on the coldest day of the year,

but you do it regardless of the color of their skin.

I'm... I'm sorry.

♪ ♪

You didn't see him then?

-Who? -My husband.

Uh...

Mr. Martin, he said he showed you his picture.

-He did, right? -Oh...

That's right, he did!

He showed me his, um...

(rubs hands together)

I haven't seen him.

Alright?

(indistinct chatter)

Cowboy: Let's check the hotel.

(dog barking)

What is all this?

I mean, we're in a hotel with no guests,

a holiday development stopped halfway through.

And when I tried to stay,

they wouldn't let me.

Like I said, they're divided.

Some wanna open Osea up, make a few quid, you know.

Others wanna close it down,

preserve it the way it is.

Just make your fucking mind up, I say. Come on.

-So what, you're just visiting? -I come here from time to time,

do a bit of work, you know.

Usually in the winter. Just to stay,

to replenish me-self.

(shuts door)

-Helen: You're a believer then. -Nah.

Not like these people, but I do know when a place is special.

(chuckles) You're a believer.

Places aren't special. They're just places.

What about that river where your son's body was found?

I recognize you.

I remember you from the news.

Not that you were on it that much.

It were mostly your husband, but...

your grief...

was quieter.

Do you want an autograph?

Isn't that river special, Helen?

No. It's just a place with water in it

where a corpse was found.

Does it comfort you to talk about him like that?

Keep what happened at arm's length maybe.

You don't know anything about me.

I know you lost.

I know you lost your little angel.

Oh, Jesus Christ!

Did you just say angel?

Nathan wasn't a fucking angel, okay?

Look, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to--

We would get these cards with that on.

These idiots who've never even met us

sending shitty condolence cards.

"You've lost your angel."

"Your angel's up in Heaven."

Nathan wasn't an angel.

He was difficult. He was a difficult child.

He was angry and violent.

So don't talk like you know us.

(footsteps departing)

(click)

-Cowboy: How did you deal with that? -(sighs)

With a difficult child?

I loved him.

That's how I dealt with it. I just loved him.

(wind blowing)

Cowboy: How was Nathan difficult?

I don't wanna be rude, but you can fuck off!

I think you should tell me.

I think you need to tell me.

Look--

He was a troubled boy, okay?

I loved every hair on his body, but he wasn't easy,

and I'm not gonna lie about that.

-But, you're a good mother. -(scoffs) God...

Where do you get this shit?

These platitudes?

I wasn't a good mother.

I was a mom, like any other mom,

only I lost my child.

The last time we spoke, I was...

I was shouting at him, screaming at him.

-Not screaming, I'm sure-- -I was screaming at him.

What did you scream at him?

-I'm not telling you that. -You've not told anyone, have you?

It's easy to tell me. I don't matter.

I...

I told him that I wished that he'd never been born.

That was the last thing I said to him.

-Did you mean it? -(scoffs)

I've never meant anything less in my entire life.

♪ ♪

You haven't been to a West Indian funeral.

-I beg your pardon? -I went to one once.

It was incredible.

There's these women, right, who show up,

and their only job is to make you cry.

And if they sense that you're not grieving,

that you're not lettin' it out, they surround you,

push you and they prod you.

Do whatever it takes to get you flowing.

Why are you saying this to me?

Grief, Helen.

It's a hole that's all around you.

A warm, dark emptiness that you can just fall into.

♪ ♪

-What the fuck are you doing? -If you pretend it's not there, it'll devour you.

If you try and fight it,

-it'll engulf you. -Look, just stop, okay?

You need to run towards it, Helen!

To the hole that Nathan left.

You have to fall into it, love.

-Let go, so you can move on! -No!

(grunts)

(gasps)

I think I'm slightly fucked.

(sighs)

(dog barking)

Sorry I said you were a psycho.

Can I tell you something?

I don't miss Dad.

I don't miss him being all weird

and making Mom cry.

You're nothing like him.

Anyway, what were you thinking when you hit that girl?

(sighs)

Um...

I wasn't thinking anything.

You must've been thinking something.

♪ ♪

I thought...

I wish I didn't have to be me.

You shouldn't think that.

(sighs)

(ragged sigh)

I'm afraid you find me rather lessened.

We better get some coffee inside him.

Mm! Coffee.

Warm.

(sighs)

(Janny mumbling)

-Helen: What about Jess? -There's people out there furious with him.

He needs to be sober. You stay here.

-I'll be back in a sec. -Wait-wait, I've gotta go.

-I've got 20 minutes before the... -Janny: Well, I didn't start it.

-(sighs) -All this. Not me.

-None of us wanted this. -(sighs)

-Are you alright? -(chuckle, gag) Oh!

-I do beg your pardon. -(sighs)

-It's the stress, the fear... -Don't worry. I'll clean it up.

I'm so sorry.

Of course, it was Sam what started all this.

♪ ♪

Oh, such a pretty boy.

Turns up, this starts... (scoffs)

Did you just say "Sam"?

-Was Sam here? -Hm?

It's you! (chuckles)

Is this who you're talking about?

This man here? Is this Sam?

You can see it in his eyes.

The darkness.

(tense music playing)

♪ ♪

(panting)

-(door slams) -You lied.

-I what? -Sam was here.

-No, no, he wasn't. -Janny said he was here.

Janny? What, he's in there, is he?

-That man's a drunk. -You never asked Alan.

You never asked anyone. You took that photo,

and you showed no one.

Look, I don't know what's been said to you--

Look, I'm his wife, alright?

Those are his kids. Why are you lying?

-I'm not lying-- -Why the fuck are you lying?

Mrs. Martin: 'Course he's lying.

'Course he's fuckin' lyin'. What else do you expect him to do?

Sam was here?

He was.

(sniffles) He, uh...

(sighs) He came around the time of the festival and...

he got...

all involved in things, and...

people weren't happy with him.

They still aren't.

That's what all this nonsense is about.

-Is he here now? -Mrs. Martin: No.

And why should I believe you?

I don't give a shit whether you believe it or not.

He left us three months ago.

Came into our lives, stirred up a bunch of shit,

walked out and left us to pick up the pieces.

You should know what that feels like.

Why didn't you tell me the truth?

Oh, Helen, don't ask me that.

-Why didn't you just say? -(Mr. Martin sighs)

He was with someone.

Here on Osea.

Another woman.

He, uh... he fell in love.

Why he didn't call, why he didn't have

the guts to tell you, I don't know.

(sighs) I don't know you.

I know I don't, but you seem, uh, proper.

You deserve better than that.

We all deserve better than that.

Do you know where he went?

Did he say? Did he tell you?

Mrs. Martin: Yeah.

He did. He did tell us.

But we don't wanna say.

You don't want to...

Nine months ago, Sam walked out the door.

He'd taken out loans, he took out cash,

he got involved in bribes and all kinds of crazy illegal stuff.

He is not in his right mind.

He loves those girls, but he left us in a mess.

He is not well.

And you don't want to say?

(sighs)

He told us...

he was going back to you.

(scoffs)

-To me? -Mr. Martin: Yeah, three months ago.

We haven't heard a peep out of him since.

♪ ♪

(sighs)

Causeway closes in 10 minutes.

Cross it. Don't look back.

Start a new life and pray that man never comes into it.

(sighs)

We're going. Come on.

Oh, thank God.

Ellie: What about the pregnant lady?

They can find her. We're leaving, come on.

Man: Jess!

(distant shouting)

♪ ♪

Ellie: Mom, I want to stay.

This was supposed to be my birthday surprise.

What happened to celebrating my birthday?

Get in the fucking car, Ellie.

(distant shouting continues)

(car door slams)

-Man: Jess! -Woman: Jess!

(starts car)

(slams door, gravel crunching)

("Dog Days Are Over" by Florence + The Machine playing)

(waves washing ashore)

♪ Happiness hit her ♪

♪ Like a train ♪

♪ On a track ♪

Talulah: Mom! Stop! It's her!

-It's that pregnant woman! -What's she doing?

Ellie: Is she trying to get into the sea?

(sighs)

Helen: (quietly) Fuck.

(undoes seatbelt)

Jess!

-Ellie: Mom, she can't hear you. -Stay with Talulah.

Talulah: What are you gonna do?

♪ And from it she fled ♪

Jess!

♪ With every bubble ♪

♪ She sank with a drink ♪

Jess!

♪ And washed it away ♪

♪ Down the kitchen sink ♪

-Jess! Jess. - ♪ The dog days are over ♪

Come back. Come back.

No! No, Jess!

♪ The horses are coming ♪

♪ So you better run ♪

♪ Run fast for your mother, run fast for your father ♪

♪ 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 ♪

♪ The dog days are done ♪

♪ Can't you hear the horses... ♪

Helen: I need towels, okay? Duvets, cushions, whatever.

(Jess panting)

Talulah: There's a bedroom!

-(song continues playing on headphones) -(panting)

Should I get help?

-No. It's too late. -(Jess gasps)

-Talulah: What do we do? -Look, just take, um, Lu next door

to the other hut, alright? And wait for me there.

-Talulah: Is she gonna be okay? -Just go with Ellie. Come on.

Jess: Oh, it's coming.

Will you help me? Oh God!

(wave crashing)

(waves washing ashore)

(birds chirping)

(opens door)

-This is the key... -(door shuts)

to the place I told you about.

I... I can't.

My mom said to wait.

What?

With your little godless sister?

Really?

Too bad, Ellie.

It's too bad.

(waves washing ashore)

(birds chirping)

(screaming)

(straining)

(screaming)

(groaning)

-(heavy breathing) -(baby crying)

-Jess: Is it okay? -It is! It is!

-(baby crying) -(laughing)

It's a girl, Jess. (laughs)

It's a girl, Jess, it's not a boy.

-Jess: I know. -(crying)

I know.

(heavy breathing)

♪ ♪

(baby screeching)

(sighing)

(screeching continues)

(baby quiets)

(baby gurgles)

(sighs)

She matters so much.

(crying)

She matters so much.

(serene music playing)

♪ ♪

(puts down kettle)

(puts down spoon)

Here. Tea?

Oh my God, you are so British.

(laughs) You don't want it then?

(giggles)

-Oh, it's hot. -(laughs)

Jess: Mm, that is so good.

Thank you.

For all of this.

You've been incredible.

I'm glad I was here.

(baby fussing)

I'm sorry.

It's okay.

Everything is okay now.

I promise.

Hey, do you know what the date is today?

It's the 14th.

Her birthday is the 14th.

Three out of three bang on my due date.

Oh, the 14th's your due date?

Every time I delivered, bang on.

Like a machine.

So, Jason will be pleased that he has a daughter?

Oh God, no. (chuckles)

Jason isn't the father.

Right? I-I thought that--

No, her father's name is Sam.

-(giggles) -Sam, really?

♪ ♪

It was just this crazy one-night thing.

Just happened.

I'm so glad it did.

It was meant.

It probably sounds crazy to you, but I truly believe it.

This little girl...

was meant to be here right now.

She's so, so important.

(sighs)

Would you mind getting him for me?

He's here?

-He's on Osea? -Oh yeah.

He's in the Big House.

We haven't been talking lately

because of everything that's been going on.

But I want him to see her.

I want him to look into her eyes.

Then he'll get it.

Where's the Big House?

♪ ♪

(soft clacking)

-There you are. -What happened?

Everything's fine. She's had the baby,

but I need you two to go and stay with her.

Talulah: What? (scoffs) Why?

I have to do something.

Ellie, make sure she's warm and hydrated,

and if there are any problems, you call me straight away.

And look...

don't tell her anything about yourselves.

Why not?

She's-- she's in an odd place, and I...

Look, it's all fine. Just don't tell her about us, alright?

I need to do this one thing, and then we're leaving.

♪ ♪

(waves washing ashore)

-Lu? Lu! -(sighs)

Um, take my phone.

You just need to stay here and make sure she's okay.

But Mom said for you to do it.

If there's any problems, call Mom.

Ellie, I'm 9!

She's fine. She just needs her rest.

Yeah, but what about me?

♪ ♪

-(shuts door) -Jess: Hi.

What's your name?

Talulah. My mom calls me Lu.

God, I love that.

Is your sister with you? I thought she--

No.

(sighs) Only me.

Well, it's nice to meet you, Lu.

Wanna come and see the newest person in the whole wide world?

(chuckles) It's okay.

You can't hurt her.

(dramatic music playing)

♪ ♪

Come on.

(lock clicking)

Kail: You ready?

(water dripping)

(unlocks door)

(creaking)

(water dripping)

(dripping continues)

-(footsteps) -(heavy breathing)

♪ ♪

Ellie: What is this place?

Kail: They came here to worship when they were persecuted.

The people who believed what we believe.

(water dripping)

Salt and soil, Ellie. Do you understand that yet?

Osea needs to be in balance.

And when it isn't, well...

the balance of the whole world is thrown out.

These children were killed on Osea in 535 AD.

There were floods...

worldwide that year.

991, the battle of Maldon.

A massacre right here on Osea.

Also the start of the medieval war period.

The hottest temperatures in...

thousands of years. You can look it up.

And in 1888,

Frederick Nicholas Charrington,

the man who started all this,

stalked the streets of London

as Jack the Ripper.

Cutting women open.

Snowed in the middle of summer that year.

So, that means what?

This place is dangerous?

No. No...

♪ ♪

It means it needs to be loved. See,

people like your mom, they'll never get it.

She can't feel it.

But, you...

I think...

you can love Osea.

And, if you do,

it will understand you, Ellie.

It will know you...

and it will love you back.

♪ ♪

Isn't she beautiful?

-Yeah, she's amazing. -Yeah!

Did it hurt?

Yes, it did.

But, it's a good hurt.

Kinda like a...

-it's kinda like a strange pressure. -(baby fussing)

At any rate, even when it hurts, you know you're bringing

something incredible into the world.

-Can I touch her? -Yeah.

You can hold her little hand. Oof.

(baby fussing)

(muttering)

Well you made a person.

Yeah. Most women do it.

You might do it one day.

Your mom did it twice. Once for you, once for your sister.

Well, three times actually.

-Three? -Yeah.

We had a brother, Nathan.

I didn't know you had a brother.

Yeah, we had a brother.

You say his name was...

Nathan.

Yeah...

♪ ♪

Do you want some tea?

Tea?

Don't you think you're a little young to be making tea?

Or water. I could get you some water.

Yeah, get me some water.

No.

It's in the back.

Didn't know you had a brother.

Talulah: Yeah.

♪ ♪

Where is he, Lu?

Where's Nathan?

We don't like to talk about that.

This your phone?

Mm-hmm.

You don't need it, do you?

Mm-mmm.

-Can I have water? -Of course.

(metal scrapes)

♪ ♪

You know this little girl, Lu?

She's gonna lead us.

And there has been a lot of talk

about who should do that,

and a lot of bad ideas,

and all that's done is make things worse.

But she's here now.

And it is so important

that she is allowed to grow up,

and take her proper place,

with no stupid questions.

-Do you understand that? -I don't know about those things.

I'm gonna need you to sit down now.

Lu...

I said sit down.

♪ ♪

(heavy breathing)

Hey! Come back!

(sand crunching)

(seagulls cawing)

(dramatic music playing)

♪ ♪

(waves hitting the jetty)

(Sam sighs)

(deep cello playing)

♪ ♪

Sam: Cass?

♪ ♪

JESS: You felt the tension here on this island, yes?

♪ (TENSE MUSIC PLAYS) ♪

Well that's all down to something

between me and your father.

But I wanna save your dad.

Save him from what?

The dark... is here.

ELLIE: You don't get this place, Mom.

It's sort of special.

HELEN: We need to leave.

We need to find your sister, and go.

While the island rots, she is tearing Osea apart!

JESS: Things are going to be different now.

So, so different.

♪ (MUSIC INTENSIFIES) ♪

(GASPS)

♪ (MUSIC CONCLUDES) ♪