A Terrible Beauty

What's wrong, John?

Leave it!

I love you.

Sit down.

Sit down.

She broke down.

That's highly unlikely.

I don't know, she just stopped working.

No, this isn't hers.

You're behaving like a child.

I wanted to know the last words she said to me.

She didn't know.

John, I think you need to calm down.

I think you need to keep out of it.

Don't talk to him like that.

I said to Margaret, I thought we'd grow old together.

She said we already had.

This is fixable.

I don't want it fixed.

I'm taking her.

You can have it.

You can't live here alone.

Your mother's dead.

Don't blame yourself.

This isn't about my feelings.

It's my work.

It's a practical problem.

I understand.

But you can't have the

living remembering their own death.

She has 99% of my mother's memories.

And he wants the 1% he can't have.

Just like you.

She wanted to be around for both of us.

Repair complete.

We finished here.

Margaret Hallahan.

Olivia.

How are you feeling?

I'm fine, Darling.