A Kid in His Mother's Milk

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-So, to get the answer, we

take the number of babies

with Down's Syndrome who

test positive divided by

the total number of

positives, which is 9.5

divided by 9.5 plus

49.5, equaling 16.1%,

what I trust is a somewhat

counter-intuitive answer,

given the high probability

of the test producing

a correct result if the

baby has Down's Syndrome and

the relatively low probability

of false positives.

Now, this is an example of

the False Positive Paradox.

Any questions? Good.

Now, remember that the

mid-term is next Tuesday.

I will be available in my

office hours today, but please

only stop by if you

have specific questions

on specific problems. I will

not be offering an overview

of the past eight weeks.

All right,

that will be all for today.

-Hey Claude. How are you?

-Who are we playing tonight?

-Tom and Dick.

Then the Hendersons. -Great.

That means listening to

Tom clear his throat

every five seconds.

-Mm

hm. Let's take our seats.

-OK, I should be

back around five.

Um, leftovers in the

fridge if you get hungry.

-OK, see you later.

-Oh, hey, are you

going running today?

-I don't think so, I'm just

going to read my book. Why?

I was just going to have you

mail a few letters for me.

Never mind, I can mail them.

Have a good day.

-See you later.

-Bye sweet girl.

-Hey, ooh.

Oh my, oh my, aren't

we getting big?

Auntie Kim's bored with her book.

What do you say

we go for a little jog

in the park, huh? Hm,

how does that sound? Let

Auntie Kim get our jackets,

and then we can be on our way.

Yeah? OK.

-Excuse me, miss? Miss? Ah,

is this Pier Point Park ?

-Yes, it is.

-Where is the clock tower?

-Clock tower? Um, I'm not aware

of any clock tower in the park.

-How odd, I'm supposed

to meet someone here,

that's what she said. See?

-I don't know. I mean

Shh. Shh. Sit up. Shh.

I'm gonna remove the gag now.

Now, we're miles away from

anyone, so it's not gonna

do you any good to scream.

-Annie, the baby, where is she?

What have you done with her?

-The baby? Is she not your baby?

-Where is she? Is she OK?

-I've done nothing to the baby.

I left her in the stroller

by the jogging path. Now, I'm

sure she's been found already.

I'm sure she's all right.

Now, you referred to her

as "the baby," not "my

baby." Is she not yours?

-She's my niece. Who are you?

What do you want with me?

-Your niece? How unfortunate. I

was rather hoping she was yours.

-Why? What do you want with me?

-All questions that

will undoubtedly be

answered in due time. Now,

let's get you out of this.

You'll be much more comfortable.

Here, OK. Here we go. Stay still.

OK, OK. I'm just gonna

Here, OK. Here we go. Stay still.

OK, OK. I'm just gonna

put this around your

leg, all right? OK.

Here we go. Stay still. I'm not

gonna hurt you. Here we go.

There we go. All right now,

let's take these handcuffs off.

Here, OK. OK.

There we go.

No, no. I don't

want to hurt you,

but if you resist,

I may have to.

You must be hungry.

I'll get you some food.

-Oh my God, oh my

God, oh my God.

-I brought you your breakfast.

Tell me your name.

-Why are you doing all this?

What do you want with me?

You said I would

find out in due time.

-You are to be my

nourishing mother,

my alma mater, if you will.

Now, please, eat some of your

breakfast, and we'll have

a nice little chat

in the meantime.

-Tell me your name.

-Kim.

And how old are you, Kim? -24.

-Now, I noticed an engagement

ring, but no wedding band.

Were you to be married soon?

-Yes. In four months.

-And what do you do?

-What does it matter?

-I'm just trying to

make conversation,

get to know you a little bit, is all.

Do you have a job?

-No.

-Are you a student?

-I Just finished getting my

Master's in English literature.

Well, congratulations.

That's wonderful.

And, what were you planning

to do with your degree?

-I Thought I might

try to write a novel.

A novel? Excellent. Well here,

here you will have ample time

and few distractions. I'll

have to get you materials.

Now, I know that the

effects of imprisonment

can be psychologically devastating.

But, having a

goal, a project,

a raison d'tre

as it were, can go a long

way to keeping you healthy.

-I'm not the first, am I?

-What?

-The first woman

you've done this to?

-Why do you say that?

-What you just said,

this whole set-up, the

chains, the chamber pot,

the hand for turning the light off.

You've done this before.

-You are a clever girl.

-What happened to the others?

-Other. There is only one other.

-What happened to her?

Where is she?

-Look, I'm afraid that you've

hit upon a subject that I

don't wish to discuss.

Now, I'm sure that you are

fearing the worst, but you mustn't, OK?

You're not

her, so please, let's

talk about something else.

Anything else. -Is she dead?

You killed her, didn't you? And

you're gonna kill me too. Why?

Why? Look, look, I don't

know who you are or

how you got me here. Just let me go.

Just let me go,

and I won't say anything.

-Please don't get

hysterical, please, please.

I am not going to harm you.

You must believe that.

But I can't just let you go.

But someday...

I will let you go.

Why don't you finish

your breakfast.

-I'm not hungry.

-Very well then.

In that case, I'm gonna have

to ask that you wear this.

In that case, I'm gonna have

to ask that you wear this.

Now, I hope that we

can dispense with it

in the near future, but I

don't want to be bitten again.

Open up, open up. There you go.

Come here.

All right, now, I'm

not going to hurt you.

I'm gonna have to ask that you

wear the wrist clasps too.

All I'm going to do is

massage your breasts.

That's it. I'm not going to hurt you.

Come here.

That's it. I'm not going to hurt you.

Come here.

Shh. There you go. Stand up.

Shh, shh. OK.

Shh. There you go. Stand up.

Shh, shh. OK.

I have something I thought

you might like to see.

As you can see, the

baby was found.

I thought you might

like to know that.

-What is this?

-Seared foie gras,

with braised fennel and

cracked pepper caramel sauce.

-Foie gras? That's

liver, isn't it?

-Yes. It's a special kind of goose liver.

It's delicious.

-I hate liver. I won't eat it.

-Just try it.

-No. Besides, that's the

kind of liver that they

have to torture the

goose to get, isn't it?

-It's not torture. Just try it.

-No.

-Just have one bite. If

you don't like it, fine.

-It's OK. I won't eat

anything tonight.

-All I ask is that you try it.

You're not even going

to have one bite?

I'll teach you to eat liver.

Tonight I've made lamb

chops, with mushroom risotto.

Butternut squash ravioli

with braised root vegetables.

Minestrone soup

with parmesan cheese

and fresh French bread.

Hungarian goulash with spaetzle.

-OK. I get it. I'll try

anything you give me.

-Get it? You'll never get it.

My purpose is to train you,

not educate you.

-F*** you.

-That's never going to happen.

-How do you expect

me to produce milk

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