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The ancient Celts believed
that Osea was the soul of the world.
- Dad! - Things are out of balance.
Bad things have happened.
Nine months ago, Sam walked out the door.
He took our cash.
- He got involved in all kinds of crazy, illegal stuff. - No, no, no!
What makes you think he might be here?
Sam was near here that day. Osea Island.
He was with another woman.
This baby is so special.
So, will Jason be pleased he has a daughter?
The father's name is Sam.
He's here?
Oh yeah, he's in the big house.
Would you mind getting him for me?
Where's the big house?
Stay here and make sure she's okay.
If there's any problems, call Mom.
I'm gonna need you to sit down now.
Sam?
What are you doing here?
Where've you been?
There.
Why didn't you come home?!
Y-you just...
You didn't come home, Sam! Why didn't you come home?
- He's here, Cas. - Who's here?
Nathan.
- Our son, he's here. - Don't, Sam.
- Don't do this, alright? - No, I know how it sounds.
He's alive.
He's been here this whole time.
Nathan's dead, Sam.
No.
They took him.
The people here, they took him.
- Why would they do that? - Because he's my son.
My grandfather was born on Osea. I didn't know.
I'm the direct descendant of the man who built this place.
They needed Nathan because he is, too,
but now they have me.
I'm the Father.
The leader of Osea.
You're saying they took our son?
I understand why now.
This place...
Cas...
This place is incredible.
And he's here?
On the island?
Oh.
Fuckin' shit.
I told you not to let him outside.
I'm not his fucking nanny!
Have you sobered up yet?
Are you actually gonna be any use this day?
Listen.
Things are happening quickly.
Jess has given birth to a girl.
A girl?
That child is now a direct challenge
- to your authority... - He said you took my son.
- Now is not a good time. - Where is he?
Where's Nathan?
He's in there.
- I'll show you to him. - Please, Sam...
She has to see him.
Oh Christ.
Come.
Come on.
Nathan.
Do you know who this is?
Yeah. It's my mom.
Have you come here to see me?
Yeah.
Yes, I'm here to see you.
You look older.
I am older.
Who looks after you?
- And before that? - Lots of people.
What? People from here, from the island?
A-are you disappointed?
No.
No, not at all.
It's very good to see you.
I've been doing pictures. Do you want to see?
Yeah, I would. I really would.
What do you think?
I think they're so good.
Are you going to stay?
Well, we need to talk first.
Jesus Christ...
Jesus.
You see?
- Cas? Do you see? - What...
What is wrong with you?
What the fuck is wrong with you, you fucking...
Cas...
That is not our son!
What? No, that's Nathan.
That is not Nathan, Sam!
That is... What the f...
That's another boy altogether!
How can you tell me that boy is our son?
It is, Cas.
- It is. - Nathan...
was taken 10 years ago.
He was 6. He would be 16 now.
How is that boy our son, Sam? He's the wrong fucking age!
Jesus Christ, he's not even the right color!
How can you tell me that boy is our son?
Have you been here the whole time?
- Here with that child? - No.
You have to understand that this place is not like...
It's special.
-It's special. Things happen here. -Oh, do they?
Things that bend the laws of time and fucking space?
Like a child not aging,
like his skin color changing, like his eye...
No, his hair. What about his hair?
What?
-His hair? -You saw those drawings. I know...
- His fucking hair? - I know this sounds crazy.
But I've spent time with him,
and that is our son.
You know,
when this used to happen, I used to feel sympathy.
I used to think, "His pain.
Look at his pain."
When you accused the police of a cover-up,
when you swore Nathan was alive
and picked up on any crackpot theories
from those stupid fucking crank letters.
When you attacked that guy!
That poor Roma man who had nothing to do with anything,
even when you accused
my dad, I defended you.
I would say, "Look at his pain."
But you know what, Sam?
This isn't about pain,
or grief, or even Nathan.
It's about you.
It's about your guilt.
It's about you wanting to exonerate yourself
- from what you did. - What?
What did I do?
You lost my son.
He...
- He went missing, Cas. - No.
You lost him!
You were on the phone for
23 minutes and 17 seconds, they said.
For 23 minutes and 17 seconds,
you forgot our 6-year-old son was there!
And why?
Because you were talking to one of your flings!
I... no. Cas, I told you.
- I was breaking it off. - What did you just say?
- What, you think that's what I care about? - I messed up.
I want... I want you.
Our kids.
I want us to be a family.
No...
We're not a family!
We're three people and a fucking parasite!
I want you gone.
I want you out of our lives, you poison!
The only reason we're still married is 'cause you won't sign
the fucking papers!
Then why... Then why are you here?
I'm here for the money, Sam!
The money you took to bribe that man and then ran off with!
You took loans out on the business,
I couldn't repay them.
Your stupid scheme to expand
when all I wanted to do was sell and get the fuck out!
Well now we're gonna lose our home
because you took money we didn't have.
That's my girls' future.
That's why I'm here.
I want the money, Sam.
Just that.
Cas, I still love you.
- It's a girl? - Yes.
She's going to lead us.
Her name is Epona.
Things are going to be different now.
So, so different.
I need your help, Jason.
Osea can only have one leader.
She won't be safe until we make sure of things.
Close the causeway.
No one leaves Osea.
Why did you show me inside?
Didn't you like it?
No, I did.
This whole place is just...
I just...
feel good here.
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