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-Rich!

-Fixed! Fixed!

-And here I am, wide awake.

-And that's it, then, for the night.

What's that? Five hours, and I'm just so tired.

-We don't have enough bamboo cakes for the poor table.

Do you have some more?

-The poor table needs cleaning.

-Sarah, do you think Thomas would give me a blessing, Sarah?

It always helps me so much with my sleeping.

Could you ask him for me? -Of course.

Of course, Edith. I'll ask him as soon as I see him.

-Thank you.

-Oh, Janet, could you take the lamb out of the oven

for the rich table? Just let it rest.

But keep it in the foil, all right?

-Go set the poor table, quickly/

-Leah, I made you a cake.

Here.

Now, here we go.

Now, you take it home. Don't let the parish gobble it.

Come on. I'll hide it.

-You will remember to ask Father Thomas, Sarah?

It's just that I don't want to bother him at lunch.

-I will, Edith. Don't worry.

I'll ask him this evening. Can you hand me the rice?

-Oh, yes.

-Aah!

-Here you go.

Nah.

Go on.

-Hey, Leah.

Tell Brian what your rabbit's called.

-No. -Yeah, tell me.

-It's Mary, and why is that, Leah?

-You know why.

-So, Mary was visited by an angel,

and now she's pregnant.

Go on, Leah. Tell him.

-Yeah, tell me.

Hey, where you going?

Bex, come play with me.

-Hey, Leah.

Two Truths, One Lie.

Your asthma is all in your head.

God loves you.

And you're an attention-seeking little brat.

-I feel sorry for you for being so hateful!

Ah!

-Stop it!

-Girls!

-She's supposed to --

She's just supposed to help me with that sort,

but I haven't seen her for weeks now,

-I'm sure we can Thomas to make some phone calls.

We'll sort it all out, Janet. I promise.

-She's gonna leave the house to him,

and she hasn't seen him for five years.

-You don't know that.

-Where did you get that?

-Lillian baked a cake.

-Well, you can't have cake before your dinner.

Put it back. -Oh, Janet, tough time?

-Go and do your homework and wash your hair for tomorrow.

-Want to play the Stanford?

I need to practice. Can you do the right hand?

One, two, three.

-Sorry.

-It's all right.

Ah. Time for dinner.

Come on, downstairs.

-No, don't!

No, don't, don't!

-Don't, don't! -Shhh!

-Shh.

It's okay. It's only just a dream.

You're okay.

-We've got someone coming to stay with us soon,

someone with a little boy.

Can you find some of your toys for him to play with?

-Okay. -I brought you this to wear.

-You didn't wash your hair, did you?

-No.

-Well, you're gonna have to wait for me.

I'm having a shower first.

-Leah, you have to dry your hair.

-I couldn't find a hairbrush.

-There's one of my dresser.

Come on, hurry.

-Eh, call you back in a couple months.

-Forget it. We're never gonna reach the target for the roof.

-None of this.

-Ah.

Bishop's late.

-Bishop's prerogative.

-Don't tell Mom? It's just one puff.

Three. All right.

Come on. One, two, three. Ah!

-Whee! -Ahhhh!

-Reach up! Whoo!

-Oh. Father Thomas.

I ha-- I haven't been sleeping very well.

Can I have a blessing?

-Of course, Edith.

This way. -Thank you.

-I'm sorry to hear that. -Yes.

-Confirm, oh, Lord, your servant with your Holy Spirit.

-Leah Elizabeth.

-Leah Elizabeth,

God has called you by name and made you his own.

Confirm, oh, Lord, your servant with your Holy Spirit.

-Sarah.

-My locket.

-Leah has chosen "All creatures of Our God and King,"

number 263 in your hymn books.

-Well, everyone -- look, look.

-No, no, no, I'm sorry,

I should have said that. -It's gone.

-We'll find it. -We -- how? How?

How are we going to find it?

-The clasp must have come loose.

Someone's taken it.

-Sarah. -I'm telling you.

-No one's taken it.

-Look, let's try and find it. Where did you last see it?

-Don't ask me where I last saw it.

-Must be in here somewhere. Must have fallen on the floor.

-Sarah?

What is it?

-It's the locket.

It's open.

-I told you, it's the clasp.

-Sarah?

Ah. She's sleeping. Come on.

Come back to bed, please.

-Your face has gone purple.

You'll pass out and fall on your head.

Come on.

Come on, Millie.

Want to go the short cut?

Come on, Millie.

-We never go this way.

-Stop whinging.

-But I didn't know this was the short cut.

How come we never go this way, then?

-Ghosts.

You know Henry VIII?

He sent his soldiers to ransack all the monasteries,

and there was a monastery just down the way.

And all the monks took all they could carry and ran away,

but the soldiers, obviously being on horseback,

just chased after them, easy,

and cut them down as they ran. Czzzzzt!

Loads of them died around here.

You can still hear them at night, their screams.

-I'll tell Dad.

-Tell Dad what?

-That you're trying to scare me.

-You asked. I told you.

I'm not gonna mollycoddle you like everyone else.

-No, youjust don't tell the truth!

-I don't tell the truth?

Millie?

Millie, the road!

Millie!

-Millie?

I can see you.

-The ribbon. It's stuck in a knot,

-I have nails.

You can come to my house, if you like.

I've got a rabbit.

She's pregnant, but she's never been out of her run.

Millie!

-Don't you dare tell Mom about this!

Promise! -I promise!

Ow!

You're hurting me!

-Help.

-Here.

What's the matter?

-Tell me something.

-What?

-Tell me something that will cheer me up.

-What's black and white and red all over?

-I don't know.

-A sunburnt nun.

-Another one.

-Knock, knock. -Who's there?

-The interrupting cow. -The interr--

-Mooooo!

What was it that made you cry?

Sometimes I just have bad things in my head.

Bad thoughts.

-I have bad things in my head, too.

-Do you?

-I'm Leah.

-Leah. -What's your name?

Well, what am I supposed to call you, dingy?

Are you lost?

I can ask my mom and dad.

Why not?

-I just need to warm up.

My feet are cold.

-Shh. Lay down.

-Boo!

Aah! -Ah!

-Ah, your feet are freezing!

Do you want to play a game?

It's called Two Truths, One Lie.

So, okay, so when I was 5,

I once smacked my teacher on the bottom.

When I was really little, I used to suck my thumb.

And last year I had such high fever

that the doctor said I nearly died.

Now you guess.

-I think...

Didn't smack a teacher on the bum.

And the other two are true.

-That's right!

She's hit me on the head with a book once.

-Really? -For looking out the window.

Okay, I'll do another one, then.

I can fit five custard creams into my mouth at the same time.

My dad nearly drowned when he was little.

But he says he could feel his guardian angel

lift him up in the river and guide him to the bank.

And I -- I took something really important by mistake.

And now I've lost it.

-What was it? What did you steal?

-I didn't steal it.

I took it.

I was gonna give it back.

Something belonging to my mom.

And then she was gonna find out and I panicked.

And now... I don't know where it is.

-Does she know it was you?

-You're supposed to be guessing the lie.

-The custard creams.

-I could fit four.

-What are you gonna do now?

My turn. So, I knew this dog,

and when it was a puppy,

it ate a whole tube of toothpaste,

and then it pooped it out, the tube and all.

-Yuck!

-And once I ate a triple-yolked egg.

And what you took, what you lost,

is in the back garden,

under the windowsill, beside the yellow rosebush.

-What are you doing?

Nothing.

-Go to bed before Mom hears you.

-Before Mom hears you.

-What did you say? -Nothing.

-Go to sleep.

Leah, what are you doing?

-I was thirsty.

-Okay, come on.

Now, straight to sleep, okay?

I don't want you up again.

Hello?

Is someone there?

Who's there?

-Edith!

What are you doing?

-I need to speak to Father Thomas,

to get a blessing.

-Well, he's -- he's giving last rites to John Hart's mother.

I don't know when he's going to be back.

How long have you been there?

I'll get him to come 'round to you first thing in the morning,

I promise. -Thank you.

I can't believe she was just sitting in the dark like that.

-Dad says we need to share what we have.

-Yes, I know.

But she does have her own house.

-"Do not neglect show hospitality to strangers,

for by doing so,

some people have shown hospitality to angels."

-It's okay.

Go to sleep.

-Well, I'm sure Thomas has them in his study or something. I --

-Can't reimburse you for the bills and fuel

without presenting receipts to the parish council.

-Yes, I know, Lillian.

-I wanted to talk to you about the boiler.

I-I want to arrange -- -Aaah!

-Oh. Oh. -Aah!

-That's it, that's it.

I've got a first-aid kit in the car.

Actually, Lillian, would you mind just going to find Thomas?

He's at morning song.

I'm sure he can help you with those receipts

you're looking for.

-Well done.

-Oh.

Thank you.

-Are you enjoying this banana?

Oh.

Mm.

-The prodigal daughter returns.

-Yeah, all right. -Ah. No hugs for your dad?

I don't want any breakfast.

I'm too tired.

-Ah. How are the women in my life?

-Queuing around the house to leap into your lap.

-Oh, quick, very quick.

You got everything ready for uni?

-Uni? Look, Dad -- still trying to get down with the kids.

-Oh, well, maybe I shouldn't be doing a 10-hour round trip

on my day off to get you there, then, if I'm so irrelevant.

-Please don't feed her

at the table, I've told you,

-Millie is 91 in dog years. It's to be expected, really.

-Thomas, what did I just say?

-Oh, poor Millie. Ooh.

-Come on, eat your breakfast.

-I'm hoping for a triple yolk.

Have you ever had a triple yolk?

I've not even had a double one.

-Mm. She's got a strong constitution, Miss Millie.

Mm. Remember when she ate all that Swiss chocolate?

-Yeah, she vomited it all up later, though,

all over the doormat. -Bex, please.

We're having breakfast. -And that party when she ate

all the coronation chicken? -Diarrhea.

-Bex!

-I once knew this dog, puppy, that a whole tube of toothpaste

and then pooed it out, tube and all.

-Sorry.

-Who told you that?

-Come in.

-Sarah said it was okay.

I hope it's not too much trouble.

-It's no trouble at all. The room's free.

Stay as long as you need. -Thank you.

-That's what this house is for. It's the church's house.

As much yours as it is ours.

The room's just up here on the left.

-That's a good shot.

Oh, sorry, that --

-Ow! -Oh, sorry! Sorry.

-You could win Wimbledon with a swing like that.

-Yeah, but I can't do a backhand.

-You got to keep the racket straight.

Hey.

-Stop.

-Stop.

-Kyla! -Stop, stop!

-Come here.

-Irreconcilable.

-I-R-R-E... -Uh-huh.

-...C-O-N... -Yes.

-...C-I-O...

-"Lable." Label.

-Oh.

-L-A-B-L-E. -Yes!

Mm. Whoa!

That was -- That was the biggest so far.

-That one is like the --

that is the same size as your head.

Oh! Sorry.

Okay.

You nearly done?

Time for bed?

-Which one was it. Your lie?

Which one?

-I found something else under the yellow roses.

-What did you find?

What's the matter?

-A thing.

Your turn.

-I like meringues.

-Everybody likes meringues.

-I hate spaghetti.

-You don't want to play.

-Okay, I'm thinking.

My mom wears this cardigan

with the top button missing.

And she says every time she tries to sew on a new button,

it falls off.

So she just keep wearing it without the top button.

-Spaghetti, obviously.

My turn.

I can sing the alphabet song backwards.

I used to eat jelly cubes, the raw cubes,

when I was little.

-Oh, you shouldn't. They're made of bones.

Cow bones.

-And what you lost --

it's near the old shed,

behind the back, right under the window.

-Come.

-Leah?

Where are you going?

-Taking out the dog,

-Well, just stay in the church grounds, okay?

-Because of the ghosts?

-What?

-Bex said.

-It's an incense boat,

Zach Barnes found it with his metal detector.

-Did the monks drop it when they ran away?

-We don't know.

But people don't leave their spirits behind when they die.

Only things, only memories.

-They go to Heaven. -Mm.

-What about Hell?

-It's not fire and brimstone.

It's...

It's darkness.

It's the absence of love.

God's love is like sunlight,

seeks out every shadow, every place of darkness.

-But what if you hide?

-You know what this music is?

It's called "Non Móriar Sed Vívam."

Do you know what that means?

-"I should not die but live."

-Knock, knock.

-Who's there?

-The interrupting tomato.

-The interr-- -Splat!

Did you find out?

-What?

-Which one was the lie.

-You want me to go?

I thought I kept you company.

-You do. I just...

-Thought you liked me.

-We can play one game, if you like.

-Okay.

-You sound like you've got an infection.

I get infections in my chest.

-Is that why you nearly died? -What?

-You said the first time we played

that when you were little, you got so ill

that you nearly died.

-I was born early.

-Why were you born early?

-Some babies are.

-My turn.

I hatepineapple.

-You didn't like it when I did spaghetti.

-And what you took --

it's on the top shelf of the dresser

in the kitchen.

And these are just my pretend wings

until my real one grow.

They're little stumps on my back right now.

I am actuallyan angel.

-Shhh.

-Shh, shh, shh, shh.

Shhhh.

Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.

-What's happening?

-Don't look.

Don't look!

-Warm water coming from the cold tap.

-Mm. -That's dangerous.

-All right. -I've got some money.

Let me give him a call. -Okay.

-Just tell Sarah that, um, hmm, the church arranged it.

Think of it as a long-term loan.

-I am the way...

-And take the house in Devon. You all need a holiday.

-I'm not sure if Sarah -- -Hello, Chris, hi.

Yes. I-I just need to ask a favor.

Hot water coming from the cold tap in the kitchen.

Yes, Thursday's fine.

Um, yes, uh, I'll see you afternoon day then.

Yes, thank you, Chris.

Oh, hello, Becca.

Um, so how are you getting on with the fuel receipts?

The parish council needs to make payment this month.

-Sorry. I meant to check the -- -How's Thursday?

I said hello, Rebecca.

-Leah. -Aah!

-Um...

-Here.

-What are they?

Teeth?

-Baby teeth.

The girls'. I'd forgotten they were there.

-He's teething.

Didn't sleep well.

Grabbing hold of everything he can chew.

-Where did you find it?

-In the garden, behind the shed.

-What were you doing back there?

-Exploring.

Such a long time.

It's been missing.

-That's why I sewed it back on.

-The thread is very pink.

I like it, though.

It's a bit loose, but I can make it tighter.

What are you doing rattling around the house so much?

-Will you read with me?

-Oh, I haven't finished the dishes.

It'll have to be quick, 10 minutes.

-20. -8.

-15. -5.

-Okay, 10.

"But God knows how to make the story end just right

in the way that's best for us.

'Do you really believe that, Mother?' Peter asked quietly.

'Yes,' she said, 'I do believe it almost always,

except when I'm so sad that I can't believe anything.'"

Mom? -Mm-hmm.

-I...

-He's choking!

He's choking!

-He's okay, he's okay, he's okay.

It's okay. It's okay.

It's okay.

What's the matter with you?

-I'm cold.

Everything hurts.

-Maybe...

maybe I should go and -- -I'll be okay!

I just need to warm up.

-We're friends, aren't we?

I here to help you.

Guardian angel.

So, let's play.

-Don't want to.

-Do-do, do-do, do-do.

-Last time we said it was supposed to be

two truths, one lie,

but you said -- you said you had angel wings,

real ones growing.

-Do you want to see?

Go on, look.

-What is it?

You see? Soon I'll have real wings.

-Play?

-Please go. I don't want to!

-Okay, then. My turn.

In the Bible, Jacob didn't wantto marry Leah.

He was tricked.

Your mother will never forgive you

if you don't find what you stole.

And what you took, what you lost,

it's in a hole above the first branch

of the yew tree in the garden.

-Please go!

-I'm your guardian angel, aren't I?

-Go!

-I don't want you here!

-Come out!

Out! Come out. Come out!

Out! Out! Out!

-Leah? Leah, shh.

It's okay. It's okay. It's just a dream.

It's okay. Shhh.

It's okay. It was just a dream.

It was just a dream. You're okay.

Shhh. Let's get you into bed.

It's all my fault.

I knew -- I knew that...

she hadn't sewn the button on properly,

and I was supposed to sew it on.

-Look, it must have just fallen off.

It was an accident. He's okay. No one's hurt.

-No, it's --

-Leah?

What happened?

Leah?

So, what were you doing?

-I just wanted to climb the tree.

-I was wondering --

we haven't had a holiday this summer,

Lillian's offered us a week at her flat in Devon,

and I thought we could go.

Would that be good?

-Would Mom say yes?

Lillian baked us a cake.

Mom threw it away.

-I'll talk to Mom.

-Are you hurting?

I know you're not...

...my angel.

-I'd like to have been.

We're friends.

Still?

Will you help me?

You need something,

and I need something.

My name.

-And then?

-And then it will be okay.

-Will you...stop?

-A deal?

My name for what you've lost?

Let's play.

There's someone...

Someone else your mother will never forgive,

someone she hates even more than your father,

even more than you.

The next time I come here will be the last time.

-It's not true.

-And what you took, what you lost,

what you stole...

is hidden in the brambles beside the road sign

of Martyrs Lane.

-She doesn't hate my father.

She doesn't hate me.

She wishes you had died

and someone else had lived.

-No!

-Sarah, could you get these receipts

to Lillian this morning? I-I'm so sorry.

We won't have any expenses for the summer.

-Thanks.

-Oh.

Lillian?

-Hello. -Hello?

-Sarah.

Oh. How good of you to come.

Ah. Oh, uh, the fuel receipts.

Perfect. Thank you so much.

-I think they'll be good in this vase.

-Oh, this is, um -- this is Amy, my daughter-in-law.

Um, I'm not sure -- I'm not sure that you've met.

Amy, this is, uh, Sarah.

-Hello.

-Freddy, do you mind taking those cases upstairs?

-Of course.

-Can I -- Can I get you a -- a cup of tea

or, um, a glass of water or -- or something?

-Mom.

Rest now.

-Leah.

-Don't worry.

Everything's gonna be okay.

-What are you doing? Come here.

Oh.

-Okay. Breathe in.

-Hold.

One, two, three.

And breathe out. Breathe in.

-Hold.

One, two, three, four, five,

six, seven, eight, breathe out.

-...demand that she tells him never to come.

-Please be -- -10 years, Sarah!

-You've forgiven him so easily, so easily.

-You don't know what I've done or haven't done.

-No, I don't, because you don't tell me.

It's between you and your God.

-He's her son! Dare we go there now?

Ask him to leave his home? -I want you to do something,

feel something.

-Promise me you won't tell?

-No.

-Then I won't tell you.

Okay, I won't tell.

Where did you find these?

-Everywhere. -How?

Look, I'm leaving here tomorrow.

I want you, in the morning,

to dig a hole and bury all of this,

just bury it deep in the ground and never think about it again.

Just look after yourself.

-Bex? -What?

-Have you seen her?

-No.

Did you hear what I said?

Give this up.

No more, okay?

No more. Promise me.

Promise!

-What are you doing?

-Sleeping here tonight.

Shut your eyes.

-I can't you still sleep with Mini Mill.

-Ow!

-Go to sleep.

-Ah! I'll be back late tonight.

Look after your mother, okay? Mwah.

Ah, unbridled hedonism, here we come.

-Yeah, you're dropping me off outside the campus, Dad.

-I know, I know.

-Wait. Haven't you got Mini Mill?

-No. -I'll get her.

-Leah, no, I -- -Oh, come on.

She'll fight off all your boyfriends.

-Woof, woof. Grr!

-Leah. Great, thanks.

-Ah!

Rachel.

Rachel.

-Her name.

I took it -- the curl.

I just wanted to know what it was.

Bex told me it was better to keep her out.

But I think it's better to let her in.

-No, Leah.

No, no! No.

No.

-See?

I found it.

In the Bible, Jacob loved Rachel,

not Leah.

-Oh, Leah, no.

-Will you tell me?

We weren't...

We weren't expecting to have another baby.

But when I found out I was pregnant with you,

I was soexcited, I was so happy.

And then...

Then something terrible happened.

It was such a beautiful day.

It happened just like that.

So quickly.

Like a chalk snap.

And then... my contractions started.

You were coming. Too early.

This...tiny little thing,

covered in blood in my arms, and I was still...

trying to understand how everything had shifted,

how...

It was like I had gone through a mirror

into a world where...

she was gone and you here.

And I felt like I was in the wrong place.

That I had to come back somehow, but I couldn't.

Just couldn't function.

Couldn't do anything.

I could see you.

I can see how beautiful you were.

But I couldn't feel anything.

-She wants you to say it.

You have to say her name.

Please, Mom, just say it.

-Please, Mom, just say it!

You have to say her name.

-Rachel.

-I'm so, so sorry.

-Will you tell Dad?

-I don't think he'll understand.

Perhaps we should move.

-Could Dad get another job?

-I think so.

He did before.

But I wanted to stay.

Go to sleep now.

-Mom?

Mom?

-Mom?

-Oh, my darling.

-I'm cold.

I need you.

-Oh.

-No!

You can't have her.

Ah!

-You can do it.

-No!

You need to let her go.

Please, Mom, come with me.

-I love you.

-Mom. Mom, come here. Mom!

-Mom, don't look at her. Don't look at her!

-Mom!

-No!

You have to tell her to go!

-Aah!

-Mom, make her go!

Leah, time to go.

-The piano stays for the time being.

I'm not sure we'll have room for it.

-Mom?