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B...
B...
Blue sky!
Sky.
S...
Clouds.
D...
D...
Dog!
Dog? Where's the dog?
Over there.
Didn't you see it?
No.
What kind of dog was it?
Small dog.
Interesting.
E for...
elephant!
Elephant? Where?
Yeah. What, did you miss it?
Hey, sweetie. Don't pick at your scab. Come on.
I was just checking.
Did you make that hole?
It was already like that.
It'll leave a scar.
I wouldn't even have a scab if Lily Stevens didn't push me.
Lily Stevens wouldn't have pushed you if you hadn't thrown chalk at her.
She was making faces at me.
We don't hurt people.
Not ever.
She deserved to be hurt.
No, she didn't.
Clara, no one deserves to be hurt,
no one.
Okay?
Come on.
All good?
Yeah.
I got to meet TJ. He's a nice, nice gentleman.
Please go in to TJ's and get yourselves some waffles there.
So that is on the list, and I'm gonna put it down as number two
because last...
We grow or we die.
So, we're unaware that we use events as a trigger
to get home back to the patterns we know
even if it's uncomfortable.
So, if you identify where you live,
emotionally, the patterns that are limiting you,
the second piece is find the antidote.
- Shit. - We all will face,
multiple times in our life, extreme stress.
The difference in peoples' lives is not what we face,
it's what we do with what we face.
Life gives us these events, these, quote, "horrific events,"
because there's an area of our life that has to grow.
You can take yourself from a place
where in the face of absolute total tragedy,
you triumph...
You've gotta be kidding me.
Oh, shit.
Mommy...
why did we stop?
Oh, great.
Ow!
Where are we, Mommy?
Somewhere, sweetie.
You know, Poppy taught me how to change a tire.
One day I'll teach you.
In the meantime, you should probably come over here and...
get a head start and pay attention.
Nah, that's boring.
Yeah, suit yourself.
Maybe you can help
by getting Mommy her coffee.
Come on.
- Mommy... - Oh, God.
Oh, God.
When we get to Oklahoma, can we...
Clara?
Clara?
- Show me! - Mommy, it bit me!
Let me see, Clara.
Oh, God.
Okay. It's okay, sweetie.
It's okay. It's okay.
Come on, come on.
Oh, it's okay. Clara? Clara?
Come on, baby.
Oh, sweetie.
Hold on, sweetie.
Hello?
Hello?
Is anybody home?
Hello?
Come on, stay with me, baby, okay?
Just stay with me, baby.
Stay with me.
Oh, God. Come on, come on.
I'm so sorry for barging in.
My little girl, she got bitten by a snake,
and I really need your help.
I got a flat tire, and I can't get a signal.
She's really burning up. I don't know what to do.
You're in luck, darlin'.
I've worked on many a bite out here. Let me help her.
Oh, thank God.
- Oh, she's going blue. She's going blue! - Here, let me.
Please help her!
What can you do?
The nearest town's Tulia.
You'll find a hospital there.
You best get that tire sorted out.
Come on, don't just stand there, honey. Time's a-wasting.
We'll discuss payment later.
It's okay, sweetie.
Mommy's here.
Clara?
Clara.
Mommy...
Okay. Come on, sweetie.
We'll keep her in for the day, monitor her condition,
but trust me, if a five-year-old was bitten by a rattlesnake...
you'd know it.
From the looks, it's just exhaustion, mild dehydration.
You should've seen her. She was burning up, she wasn't breathing.
She turned blue, for Christ sakes.
Were you feeling out of sorts at all during the drive?
No.
- Medication? You taking anything? - Nothing, no.
Listen, Phoenix to Oklahoma can be a long haul.
Yeah, well, I'm not a very good flier,
so driving was the lesser of two evils.
Were you feeling, uh...
Is this necessary?
...apprehensive or...
stressed before the drive?
Uh...
No. Uh, yes, I guess.
It's been pretty crazy. Um...
We're starting over,
and the move's been a lot on Clara.
You're a single mother?
Yes.
Slightly elevated. Not surprising, but nothing alarming.
Look, I know this sounds crazy.
But there has to be some kind of explanation.
I mean, that old woman, maybe she had...
I don't know, like an ancient remedy on her shelf or something.
I'm just...
I'm just telling you what happened.
Your daughter's gonna be fine.
She just needs to rest.
You need to do the same.
Get some sleep.
That's all it is.
God's will.
I know.
Such a pretty little thing.
To think we almost lost her.
You really are lucky. Things could have ended much differently.
You are?
I'm here to talk about your payment, Ms. Ridgeway.
Oh.
Why don't you pull up a chair?
So, we have insurance, my daughter and I, both.
We're both covered.
Oh, I'm not talking about your hospital debt.
I'm talking about the other debt.
The one you now owe.
What was done for your daughter doesn't come cheap.
Her little soul was spared.
And now you owe one in return.
I'm sorry, I thought you said soul.
Ms. Ridgeway, you don't have long to pay your debt.
You only have until sunset, which is...
now only...
seven hours away.
The soul you take can be any one of your choosing,
but it must be human.
And it must be paid in full and on time.
Okay, I...
don't really understand what's going on.
I don't know who you are.
I think I'm gonna call security.
I would like you to leave the room, leave my daughter alone.
Failure to meet your debt, Ms. Ridgeway,
will result in your daughter's condition returning to what it was.
I'd like you to leave now.
Let me, uh, remind you of what that'd look like.
Clara? Clara?
- Sweetie? - She will suffer...
What've you done to her?
...before she succumbs to the snake venom...
working its way through her tiny body.
No, please, stop it.
She will die, Ms. Ridgeway, that I can assure you.
Make it stop! Fucking get out of here! Get out!
Help! Someone come in here, now!
Please, somebody help me!
Seven hours, Ms. Ridgeway.
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