The Child Remains

Be still.

Her water broke.

She's hemorrhaging. It's breech.

Please save my baby.

And give her the spoon.

Thy kingdom come, thy will be done

on earth as it is in Heaven.

Give us this day our daily bread,

and forgive our trespasses as we forgive those

who trespass against us.

Lead us not to temptation but deliver us from evil.

For thine is the kingdom, and the power,

and the glory, forever and ever.

Amen.

No.

It can't be.

It's God's will. - No.

It's not true.

The Lord said "Suffer the little children"

to come unto me and forbid them not,

"for of such is the kingdom of Heaven."

Stop.

Listen.

Listen.

He's alive, I can hear him.

It's okay.

He's not dead. - Be silent.

I know, I know everything.

Don't kill my baby.

Leave us. - No.

No, no.

I don't have nought to do with it, what she does.

You can enter Heaven whole.

I promise you'll never be like the others.

Please, Mother Rose, not like this.

I know what you've been up to, Faith.

You're devil's work.

My baby is innocent.

The guardian angels,

the god who sent you.

I'm sorry, please.

Please, no, God, please.

Please God, I'm sorry.

You won't...

Get away.

I c...

Your burial fees.

It's three o'clock on November 24th

and here is your weekend weather forecast.

Showers and sun and even a chance of thundershower, so if you'd like to plan ahead&.

Almost there, close your eyes.

Are they closed? - Yes.

It's dark in here.

Okay, you can open your eyes.

What do you think?

It's beautiful.

Happy birthday.

It's got a big backyard, a little nature walk.

Open spaces.

Perfect.

It's only been open for a few months

the website's still under construction.

So are we, right?

Thank you.

All right.

Wow.

Sorry.

Ripped out pages.

Bad omen?

Hello?

We're here.

You like?

I love it.

I married a bookworm.

Sorry, not grounds for divorce.

Anything interesting? - Not yet.

Let me guess, Treasure Island?

The Lord said...

Babe, you okay?

Fine, fine. - I'll be right down.

Look at me. - I'm okay.

There can't be triggers here.

I know.

Hi.

My, you are punctual.

I was dusting upstairs and I saw your car out the window.

Hello, you must be Liam and Rae.

Rae Delatour. - Monica Leeds.

It's lovely to meet you, and welcome to the Mersey.

Let's get you checked in, shall we?

I trust you had no problem finding us.

It's secluded but that's exactly what my wife

and I wanted.

Beautiful inn you have.

Why thank you.

We're still fixing it up,

but we've had a wonderful response so far.

No doubt. - Well, this late

in the season, we're mostly preparing for the winter,

so you are only guests.

We have the place to ourselves.

Indeed. - That's great.

For all three nights,

now may I just have a driver's license

and a credit card please?

Nope, I'm gonna pay with cash.

Yeah, of course, but that can wait till checkout.

It's just for incidentals.

Here, no sweat.

There is a continental breakfast included,

but there are few dining options in the town nearby.

We saw that driving through.

Yes, so shall we add supper here?

Why not? - Perfect.

And when are you expecting your new arrival?

I'm only three months.

How did you know?

The glow in your cheeks.

My dear departed mother delivered many babies,

so I've always had a sense about such things.

Now, shall I show you to your room?

Wow. - Now, let me help you

with some of those.

Baby on board.

How old is the house?

It was built in 1848 by a wealthy merchant.

Mother took possession in 1945.

What do you do, Rae?

I'm a journalist.

I mainly teach now. - How nice.

City College. - Very nice.

We're hoping for more media coverage.

The Mersey really is an undiscovered gem.

Maybe you can write a travel piece.

And what do you do, Liam?

Sorry, Mr. Darrow.

I write music, songs.

Occasionally I sell one.

I play in a band. - How fascinating.

I'll have to Google you.

There is wireless, right?

I have no bars at all.

Yes, once you leave the town,

there's almost no coverage, but we have our own network.

The password's in the room.

Is the room to your liking?

Yes, just dizzy from the stairs.

Here, to set a relaxing mood.

Can we remove these please?

Whatever for?

These scents are chemical based.

If I'm breathing it, so is my baby.

Well, of course, I'll take them with me.

And cocktails at seven.

Virgin, of course.

Don't volunteer me

to write a vacation fluff piece, please.

What's the big deal?

I was just trying to...

I was an award winning crime reporter.

I'm not ready to be busted down to weekend features.

I thought we might get a discount.

On my birthday?

That's nice.

I know you don't love teaching,

so maybe there's a way that you can write again

without getting your flashes.

It's PTSD, it's not menopause,

and I already have a therapist, thank you.

Images, hallucinations, whatever.

I'm just trying to help.

You're not help...

What?

Something just grabbed my leg.

Come on. - I'm not kidding.

Peekaboo.

I'm practicing. - Sorry.

I know I'm not easy.

I'm sorry, I'm just...

Me too. - It's okay.

It's okay, thank you.

I'm gonna take a walk before dinner.

Collect myself. - Okay.

Don't stray off the path.

Why not?

Dark falls fast.

There's tangled alders for miles and sinkholes besides.

That'd be a lousy way to spend my birthday weekend.

Thanks.

Jesus.

Hello, test, hello, hello.

Something wrong, miss?

No.

Your watch, is it gold?

Gift from my parents.

Why are you asking?

Enjoy your walk, miss.

Are we lost?

Just exploring.

The acoustics in here are wonderful.