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(gentle sounds of crickets and water)

- [Girl] I felt like I'd been under there my entire life.

Wrapped in yellow blankets, like a baby,

swaddled too tight.

I was sinking further and further

and just when I was about to run out of breath,

something pulled me out.

(unsettling music)

Something in the trees.

A light.

A glow.

(girl sobbing)

(animal pattering)

(dog whimpering)

- [Girl] Is someone hungry?

Huh?

(water gurgling)

(thoughtful music)

(gate creaking)

(beautiful birdsong)

- Hello?

(knocking at door)

(dog barking)

- Tilly...

- Hey

Hello, come here.

(laughing)

Hello.

What's your name?

Tilly, Tilly.

Where are you off to?

Hey...

It's okay.

Your dog's really cute.

- Don't take her.

- I just wanted to make sure you're okay.

Are you okay?

- How did you know I was here?

- Well, I was there last night at the reservoir.

(water gurgling)

I saw what happened.

I won't tell anyone.

I pinky promise.

- [Blonde] What are you doing with your finger?

- Haven't you heard of a pinky promise?

Well, it means more than a normal handshake.

(peaceful music)

So, what's your name?

- Claudia.

- I'm Grace.

- What colour are the other fingers?

If this one is pink, what colour are the others?

- It's not that it's pink. It's just called your pinky finger.

And the other ones all have different names.

You know them, right?

- First, second, third- - Mm mm, mm mm.

Pinky, ring.

Rude. - What makes it rude?

- No. - What?

- Just, don't do that.

It's like saying something really mean,

but with your finger.

Do you wanna come and sit with me?

Can I come and visit you sometime?

- No one can know I'm here. If they find out, they'll take me away.

- I won't tell anyone.

It can be our secret.

(thoughtful music)

- Purple promise?

- Purple promise.

- [Claudia] It was her, Grace.

The glow on the bank. The pull from the trees.

She's not of this place.

- Do you want me to have a nervous breakdown Grace, is that it?

- No Mom.

- Why the fuck are the cops here?

- I don't know.

- What the hell you been up to, young lady?

- I've not done a fucking thing.

- [Dad] Hey, hey listen, hey.

Don't talk to her like that.

- [Officer] We just need to ask her a few more questions.

Okay, so I'm Detective Croydon.

This is my partner, Detective Jones.

We just wanted to clarify

what you saw at the res last night.

- So you saw some thrashing in the water

and then you said you saw a girl running away from the res.

And we are not sure who that is.

- See, the deceased didn't have any kids or family.

So we think that it might have been a visitor,

or someone from out of town,

Now, is there anything you can tell us about-

- Look.

- We really need you to think, okay?

- It's a scorpion in a lollipop.

- [Jones] What'd she look like?

light hair, dark hair.

- Yeah look, I don't really think I saw a girl.

- No girl?

- No, it was dark.

And I was on my own and I think I got freaked.

And saw things that weren't actually there.

I've got a really overactive imagination.

Mom says it all the time.

- So wait, let me get this straight.

There was no girl

- But you did say- - Yeah, I know.

I know.

I'm saying that I think I got carried away

when I was speaking to the officer last night.

There was no girl.

But I definitely saw a woman,

an older lady walking into the water and then the thrashing.

- Right...

So you saw an older woman walking into the water

- Yeah, that author lady who lives by the res.

I recognised her from the back of one of her books.

- Veronica Fox.

- Yeah. That's her.

She just walked into the water and didn't come out.

It was fucked.

- Well, sounds about right.

- Cool.

So... I'm good?

I'm not in trouble?

- No.

You're not in trouble.

Like I said, we just wanted to clarify a few things.

- Cool. - You've been a big help.

Thank you, Grace.

- Hey, what you saw must've be really scary.

You got someone to talk to about it if you need to?

- Yeah.

(gentle music)

- [Woman] Lessons my darling.

(unsettling chiming)

My darling girl, what's wrong?

- I don't know.

- Oh my sweet.

You having bad thoughts again?

Oh my darling.

It's okay.

It's okay my darling, it's okay.

Shh, shh, shh.

Sweetheart

Breathing in... and out.

Sweet love, you're doing so well.

Just breathe in.

Stay with me my darling, it's all okay.

Shh, shh, shh.

Sweet love, it's okay.

It's okay, stay with me.

Stay with me.

Shh, shh, shh.

My darling, it's okay.

Slow it down, shh, shh, shh.

It's okay.

We're nearly there, my darling.

We are nearly there.

(Grace) Breathe in.

- And out.

Breathe in... and out.

Good. Breathe in... and out.

- Where... - What?

- Where did my mom go?

What did I do to her?

Nothing, hey Claudia, it's me.

It's me, Grace.

Hey. Remember?

No, no, no, please.

Claudia please.

Come back. Wait.

(unsettling music)

Claudia.

Claudia!

Claudia!

Claudia!

Claudia! Claudia!

Claudia!

Hey.

Claudia.

- I should be with her.

I should be with her.

- You can't be seen here.

You don't want to be found do you?

Hey, let's go home.

Yeah?

Let me take you home where it's safe.

(hopeful music)

Oh, you have to look in the mirror.

- Why?

- Just do it.

- [Claudia] Can I do you?

- I've got too much hair, it won't work.

- Get in.

(water splashing)

- You like it here?

- In the tub?

- No, I mean, in this house.

- I guess.

- [Grace] Why don't you ever leave?

- I've left before.

- I don't think the res counts.

- It's on the outside.

- Yeah, but I mean like the real outside.

- Mom said there's nothing but pain there.

- She said that?

- She came from there.

She said that it was filled with selfish people

who didn't treat each other very well.

- So you've really never been past the res?

- Why would I?

- I don't know, to go to school,

see a doctor,

go to your grandparents' houses and have cups of tea

and listen to the same story 10 times over.

I mean, I can't believe it.

(Grace laughs)

- Why are you laughing?

- [Grace] So no one knows you exist?

- You do.

You can look in the mirror now.

- Hmm, you're quite good at this.

- Yeah.

(happy music)

- I've never read any of your mom's books.

I hear they're really depressing.

- Mom said I'm not allowed to read them until I turn 18.

- How old are you now?

- 16.

- Same.

Lord, how unutterably disgusting life is.

What dirty tricks it plays on us.

Here we are among the breadcrumbs

and the stained napkins again.

The knife is already con...

- Congealing.

- Congealing with grease.

Disorder, sor... - Sordidity.

Sordidity and corruption surrounds us.

Call the waiter, pay the bill, we must pull ourselves

up out of our chairs.

We must find our coats.

We must go.

- Must, must, must... detestable word.

- I who had thought myself immune

find that the wave has tumbled me over head over heels,

leaving me to summon my forces, rise and confront the enemy.

Why was that page marked?

- Mom was showing it to me in class.

- Wow. - What?

- I thought my mom was fucked.

Sorry.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

I shouldn't have said that.

- Mom just felt everybody's pain.

But she's free now.

What's your mom like?

- Mmm, she kinda sucks.

- Why?

- She just, she has a lot of problems

and her boyfriend's a dick.

It's quite nice being away from it all actually.

I like spending time with you here.

♪ As late as the hour may be ♪

♪ Gimme your love ♪

♪ I need your love so bad ♪

♪ Gimme your love ♪

♪ I need your love so bad ♪

(door creaks)

(mystical music)

- Purple, rude,

ring, pinkie.

(man on TV garbling)

- It's a bit late.

Have a seat.

Want a beer?

There you go, it's all right.

It's okay.

So where you been?

- (scoffs) What like a boyfriend?

Look at you, my little girl's all grown up.

- I'm not your little girl, Mike.

- Okay. So do you have a boyfriend?

It's okay if you do.

I mean are you using protection, are you-

- Oh stop.

(laughing)

Yeah, goodnight Mike.

- I'm just playing.

- Goodnight.

I got whatever I could before Mom woke up.

There's a lot.

There's lollies and chewy.

These are really good.

Oh and lollies with bugs in them.

- Wait, what's that?

- [Grace] Strawberry milk.

Do you want some?

- Strawberry milk?

- It's really good.

You'll like it.

Purple promise.

(gulping)

Okay no, don't choke, don't choke.

All right, hang on.

Guess what else I brought?

(imitates fanfare)

- [Claudia] My mother said the fences

were the walls of her womb.

Said she could only protect me if I stayed inside,

away from everyone, from everything.

(unsettling music)

(water gurgling)

- I made these.

These ones are my favourite.

Brave. Badass.

I'm gonna sell them at the market or something.

They're my ticket outta here.

- Where do you want to go?

Somewhere. Anywhere.

Do you like them?

- [Claudia] They're very... colourful.

- Okay.

Tell me one thing that you like about yourself.

Okay...

I'll tell you.

- You hardly know me.

- I know enough.

[Claudia] Smart?

Aren't you?

What else?

Am I pretty?

- [Grace] Now choose your favourite colour from here.

- I think I like this one.

- Turquoise.

- Turquoise.

Yeah. I like turquoise.

- Okay, what you do,

thread, hold it.

(gentle music)

You're a natural.

You'll have to help me.

Come on!

It's 200,000 degrees.

Come on.

What's wrong?

The best way to overcome a fear is to confront it.

I'm serious.

- Right.

- I heard it on the TV and everything.

Come on.

Come on.

(water splashing)

- Hey, hey. (Grace laughing)

- You can't tell me that didn't feel good?

- How deep is it?

- It's not deep.

See?

(giggling)

You're okay.

Come on, I'll help you through it.

- Okay. - You ready?

- Don't. Okay.

- [Girls] Three, two.

(Claudia yelps)

- Claudia, Claudia, hey, hey.

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

Hey.

Okay breathe in, breathe in.

And out.

Breathe with me.

Hey, breathe with me.

In, out.

Breathe in, out.

Hey.

Hey.

(gentle music)

Keep looking at me.

Okay? - Okay.

Okay.

Okay. - It's okay.

Three, two, one.

(Claudia gasping)

(girls giggling)

(splashing)

(laughing)

Go ah.

(Grace laughing)

- [Claudia] I'm so bad at this.

(both exclaiming)

[Grace] Did you see that?!

Oh, lucky charm.

You can have it.

- Can I still eat it?

- Feel lucky?

- Yeah.

I don't really know how I'm supposed to be feeling.

You make me think

that all the stuff my mom taught me in class,

about the world being cruel, about people being monsters,

is all a lie.

- How do you know I'm not a monster?

- Do you think you are?

- Not many people like me, though.

- Because monsters only like other monsters.

Welcome.

I've got that poem here somewhere.

Okay.

'When Day is Over' by Lesbia Harford.

When day is over I climb up the stair,

take off my dark dress, pull down my hair,

open my window and look at the stars.

Then my heart breaks through these prison bars

of space and darkness and finds what is true

Up past the stars where I'm one with you.

- I like that image

of a heart breaking through prison bars.

Can I feel it?

- Feel what?

- Your heart.

- Can you hear it?

- Yeah.

- Is it okay?

- Yeah.

- It should be broken, shouldn't it?

- Shock can make you numb and...

- I don't feel numb.

I feel more alive than I've ever felt.

I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that.

(water gurgling)

- Your mom would have wanted you to be happy.

- Maybe you should go.

- [Grace] What?

- I need you to go.

I need you to go.

- Claudia- - I said go.

Go!

Get out!

(door slams)

My mother said there would come a time

when we would have to leave.

We talked about it for months.

About how we would be light again, without pain.

But when the time came, I couldn't do it.

I left her sinking further and further

and further.

(gentle music)

Tilly?

♪ And so what if you were right ♪

♪ And it's too late to make a change ♪

♪ Or you didn't even try ♪

♪ If you despair the morning ♪

♪ I will try to lift our spirits higher ♪

(arguing muffles)

(Grace growls)

- Shut up.

(upbeat music)

♪ Dim the lights so we can unwind in disguise ♪

♪ Play the record, make me move backwards in time ♪

- [Grace] We are getting out of here.

♪ It's late at night and I am blinded ♪

♪ With the city lights in my eyes ♪

(arguing muffles)

(footsteps approaching)

(door creaking)

- Grace.

- [Croydon] Hey, there's a dog here.

- [Jones] Oh, hey, what's your name buddy?

- Tilly, no.

- Tilly.

Aren't you a beautiful girl, huh?

See?

I told you it was worth a look.

- Just take her out to the car.

I'll give the place a bit of a once over.

- Okay.

Come on, come on.

- "Diving into concrete".

(stomach gurgling)

(door closes)

- Good girl.

What's that?

- [Croydon] Signed copy of one of her books.

- [Jones] Who's it addressed to?

- Why?

- 'Cause why would she keep a signed copy of her own book?

- My darling, Claudia.

I love you more than anything.

You are my world.

- Who's Claudia?

That could be a lead.

- So it's a murder investigation now?

- We don't know!

[Tilly barks]

(whimpering)

- Where are you headed?

- I'm just going for a ride.

Tilly?

- [Jones] You know this dog?

- Yeah, yeah I've been looking for her all morning.

Where'd you find her?

- Up at Veronica Fox's place.

Any idea what she'd be doing there?

- Nah.

Nah, we're always finding her in weird places.

- I've never seen a dog up at your place.

- Well she's an inside dog... and she's shy.

Tilly, hey, hey.

- Well she looks happy to see you.

You should put an address on that collar.

- I will.

Thanks for finding her.

- [Croydon] Alright, let's go.

- Okay.

Careful on the road.

Stay away from the res.

- Yes.

Let's get you back to your mama, okay?

She's gonna be beside herself.

(upbeat music)

Come on Tilly, let's go, let's go.

Good girl!

I'm gonna race ya.

I'm gonna race ya.

♪ Do you really want to turn me away? ♪

♪ Do you really want to tell me no? ♪

(door clicking)

Claudia?

It's me.

- Oh Tilly.

Tilly.

Thank you.

Thank you.

- I saw the cops.

They're not coming back.

- [Claudia] Please don't leave again.

- I won't.

I won't.

Coffee.

- I never tried it.

- Me neither,

but I've always wanted to have black coffee in the morning.

You know, one day I'm gonna be one of those ladies

that sits on her back porch

and reads the newspaper and has her coffee

and just like sighs at everything with total satisfaction.

- I can see that.

You'd be wearing a long dress and lots of jewels.

- Mm. Okay.

(playful music)

Cheers, darling.

(coughing)

- [Claudia] That's disgusting.

- That's so gross.

Wait, wait, wait.

I know how to fix this.

Wait one sec, one sec, one sec.

So.

- What are those?

- We don't have any sugar cubes or anything, but,

I've got these.

- What do they taste...

Mm, mm, yum.

- [Grace] Yeah.

- So fluffy, like clouds. - Clouds.

- Like clouds, I know.

So good.

(playful jazzy music)

♪ Honey, now every day is sunny ♪

♪ You put your hand in mine and I know I'll be fine ♪

- Thank you.

♪ I pray that this is gonna stick ♪

- I've been thinking that

maybe we could redecorate your room.

- Why?

- You know, for a bit of colour.

I don't know, it feels weird

changing our room so soon.

- Our room?

- Yeah, mine and Mom's.

- Oh.

I wouldn't know how to do it.

- [Grace] Do what?

- Decorate.

Well, lucky you got me.

(hopeful music)

Okay.

Let's start with the walls.

- Are we going to paint them?

- Better.

- Do you know all these people?

- I wish.

Here.

- What do we do with them?

- We're gonna stick them on your walls.

These are your new guardian angels.

The trick with collaging is not to overthink it.

Just put 'em up wherever it feels right and it can be messy.

It's Tavi Gevinson.

- What's she like?

- Clever.

That's Joan Didion and Beyonce.

Okay. - I love it.

- Now the bed.

- [Claudia] What are you doing?

- You'll see.

Go on, take your covers off.

(clanging in bucket)

- How many do we need?

- I don't know,

I guess it depends how dark we want the dye to be.

- Not too dark.

- Hope it turns out to be purple rather than blue.

- [Claudia] Same.

- Well, whatever the colour is,

it'll be way better than white.

(laughs) It's like a cubby house.

Come in here.

Ow.

- Hey, you okay?

- Yeah, just got a prickle.

- Let me see.

Better?

Better?

Better?

Mm mm.

Better?

(bright music)

♪ Oh, signs are lit ♪

♪ Down on Front Street ♪

♪ I see the women, they're thinking ♪

♪ On the clock how they wanna pack it up ♪

♪ They wanna get in touch ♪

♪ They wanna leave ♪

♪ Oh, stop fever dreaming nights ♪

♪ Too hot to get sleep ♪

♪ But it wouldn't make any difference ♪

♪ Oh, oh oh, heatwave ♪

♪ Oh oh, again ♪

♪ Oh oh, heatwave ♪

♪ Oh oh, again ♪

- Are you eating your necklace?

- Yeah, try it.

It's good.

I've got bracelets too.

- Mm, so yummy.

- Beautiful.

(Claudia exclaims)

- Why did you do that?

- All will be revealed in about five minutes.

Hey, guess the flavour.

- Apple.

- Beginner's luck.

All right...

This one.

- Mm, I love this one.

Watermelon.

- You'll never guess this one.

It's really hard.

It's limited edition.

- Do you give up?

- No, no, I...

- Do you want a hint?

- Yeah.

I've never tasted if before.

- It's cola.

- Cola.

- Do you want another?

Okay.

- Strawberry?

It reminds me of strawberry milk.

Do you think that someone's going to come looking for you?

- No one really cares to do that sort of thing with me.

Which is fine.

- Not even if you stay out late?

- Probably not.

- Not even if you stay overnight?

(bed creaking)

Do you like it?

- I love it.

- I think I really like you.

- I think I really like you too.

I don't know what to do.

- Me neither.

- Maybe we can start by breathing together.

Okay in...

And out.

(happy music)

In...

And out.

♪ My little darlin' knows my nature ♪

♪ Oh my little darlin' knows my mind ♪

♪ She has sheltered me from it all the time ♪

♪ If left alone to my own devices ♪

♪ I will tear at the carpet I'll chew the blinds ♪

♪ A more feral specimen you won't find ♪

♪ But every year I am getting older ♪

♪ And I lose my good looks, lose my charms ♪

♪ All I used to lure you into my arms ♪

♪ Who could blame you being cynical ♪

♪ You're right the world it is a crypt ♪

♪ It's pitiless and cold ♪

- Wait, it's hard to do it at the same time.

- I know.

Oh, Tilly!

Don't watch.

Come on, come on.

I'm so sorry, that's so embarrassing.

- Don't look at me from over there.

Come back.

- You are so beautiful.

♪ I never learned to trust a love song ♪

♪ It was not because the words were trite ♪

♪ But I felt the love itself was trite ♪

♪ I will be your witness if you be mine ♪

♪ I will be your witness if you be mine ♪

♪ I will be your witness if you be my wife ♪

Grace?

Gracie?

- Get in here.

What's this about a fucking dog?

- [Grace] Beautiful Claudia.

(gentle music)

Now is the time to explore who you really are.

Play, experiment,

be colourful and messy and free.

I'll be right here by your side.

♪ I would never leave you broken hearted ♪

I purple promise.

♪ You'll never be alone, no need to feel discarded ♪

Love G.

♪ As long as I'm alive, I'll finish what I started ♪

♪ What I started ♪

- She's 16, Grace.

- What's your point?

What's your point?

- Hey!

- It's the law.

The law says that if you're under 17,

then you're a kid. - Yeah, but I'm

taking care of her. - Grace, listen to me.

You cannot be her guardian.

Please but I'm... - It's only a year or so.

She'll be fine.

- This is bullshit. - Get back in the house

Right now.

(Grace yelling)

(gate creaking)

- [Claudia] She's here.

I'll go get her.

- Claudia.

No, no.

(unsettling music)

No, no.

Let me out, let me out!

- [Claudia] My mother said to hold on tight and not let go.

No matter what.

Never let go.

- Claudia!

Claudia, no!

- That's a good one, my darling.

Stay with me.

Everything that's been hard and dark and heavy

is gonna go away my darling girl.

Stay with me now.

Are you going to stay with me?

Stay with me, my darling.

(unsettling music)

- Claudia!

Claudia!

(coughing)

Claudia!

(hopeful music)

Claudia.

- What do we do?

- Hey, hey Claudia look at me.

Hey, look at me.

- Yeah?

- Look at me.

We're gonna be okay.

Okay?

I promise you.

We're gonna be okay.

You have to believe me.

Okay?

- Do you purple promise?

- I purple promise.

(gravel crunching)

Breathe with me.

(car doors opening)

Breathe in, (car door shuts)

and out.

Breathe in,

and out.

In... and out.

(bright music)

♪ Oh, signs are lit ♪

♪ Down on Front Street ♪

♪ I see the women they're thinking ♪

♪ On the clock how they wanna pack it up ♪

♪ They wanna get in touch ♪

♪ They wanna leave ♪

♪ Oh, stop ♪

♪ I can't take no more, this heat won't let me ♪

♪ Think straight for even a minute ♪

♪ Oh, stop ♪

♪ Fever dreaming nights, too hot to get sleep ♪

♪ But it wouldn't make any difference ♪

♪ Oh, oh oh, heatwave ♪

♪ Oh oh, again ♪