Deeply Page #3

The base will save us.

Liar!

Silly,

that will be enough!

Where I come from,

you can't see

the ocean at all.

It's all

you see here.

Salt makes

everything hard.

Gets into your lungs...

and your head.

And here.

So...

What is it

about this place?

I mean, what are

they trying to hide?

There's something

in the bay.

I know it!

I've seen it.

It's true.

Most people are afraid

to know the truth.

About anything.

My mother wasn't afraid.

She knew.

Was she...

like you?

She...

sang me songs and...

she wore

a string of pearls,

even when she was down

scrubbing floors.

She was smart

about people, and

if she were here,

she'd give a piece of her mind

to that admiral and

his too-good-for-everybody wife

who wouldn't know a curse

if it bit her in the...

I mean your mother.

I think...

when people die...

they only die

on the outside.

The rest is...

here.

And here.

And here.

You're not like no one

I ever met before.

I think I can say

the same about you.

Do you believe me,

James?

Yes.

I believe you.

Come on!

Whoa-hoe'.!

Don't move.

She's coming.

Afraid of me

when she was a child.

I haven't lost my touch.

The island ain't big enough

for the both you, huh?

Mothers worry, Claire.

Makes them feel useful.

How would you know?

Making it up

as I go along.

She doesn't understand.

She has no idea.

Understanding and caring

are two different things.

Both are hard

to come by.

Haven't seen one

of these in awhile.

Little thing must have

outlasted a hundred storms.

Amazing what can

survive out here.

I trust you've come to your senses

and packed up that tent.

I've come for my books.

I know why

you're down there.

It's that girl.

Don't think I haven't heard.

Cavorting around

as if you were on holiday.

I am on holiday.

A simple island girl knows

a good thing when she sees it.

Fine family,

good looking boy...

there's a future there.

Because she's not like

the fools you invite over,

caring for nothing

but their latest dress,

and their father's money.

Silly's not like that.

You're wrong.

Oh, am I?

She's dangerous, James,

I'm warning you.

Stay away.

Rhubarb wine...

disgusting!

Stone's got barrels

of this stuff in the cellar.

Here.

Priest's got ears

like radars.

'Bout friggin' time.

Going home and frying up

kittens for supper, I'm sure.

- I'm going in.

- No!

- Look...

- Wait.

I never had no one to keep

look-out for me before.

Mmm-hmm...

And now that I do, I gotta

find out what they're hiding.

Throw me luck, James.

Throw me luck.

Damn!

We'll be at our own

place and out of that shack.

Family or no family.

Malcolm?

Malcolm,

are you listening?

What the Jesus

is she up to now?

Huh!

Searching for sea monsters

again, I'll bet.

Every 50 years.

Aaaahh!

Malcolm, run!

Silly!

Silly!

No!

Leave it,

it's not worth it!

Oh, it's okay.

It's okay.

Your pipe, Silly.

I didn't light no fire.

What kind

of a monster are you?

Don't you speak

to her that way.

And look at you,

you can barely stand!

It's because I'm drunk.

Only one child, a boy...

To make me proud...

To make something of himself.

To be something!

My son...

I'd sooner choke than

trade on your name.

Pack your things.

You're going back to the Academy!

You can't

tell me what to do.

I'm a man.

Is that

what she told you?

Get your things, now!

Dad, do something.

Do something!

Do something, please.

Mind the line

there, Peat.

And so the story goes...

As suddenly as James

had come to the island...

like that,

he was gone.

She felt she didn't want

to live anymore.

First her mother,

and now James.

She felt that

she herself was dying.

Stop!

I don't wanna hear anymore

of your stupid story.

Claire?

Is everything okay?

It's late.

I want you home.

Sleep tight, child.

Sleep tight.

Night, Celia.

Claire!

What were you two

doing up there,

all those hours?

Claire?

Answer me!

Talking.

You can talk to her

but you can't talk to me!?

Are you going

to analyze that too?

Have you called a shrink?

How much did he charge you

this time, Mom?

Why are you

so angry with me?

Can't you see

I'm trying to help you?

There is nothing

you can do to help me!

It's your life.

Do whatever

you want with it.

I want to know the ending.

You shouldn't be here.

Your mother asked me to stop.

I saw the church.

I saw those gravestones.

It's true.

The whole thing is true!

There's churches and graves all over

this part of the world, Claire.

Only outnumbered by crazy

old women and their stories.

I want to know!

Time to say goodbye

now, Claire.

Because finally, she had

found someone worthy

of finishing her tale.

Silly, I can't have you

sleeping out here forever.

I had hoped

you changed your mind.

You can't waste away up here

on account of that boy.

It ain't right.

It ain't right.

Mama wouldn't have gone.

Her pearls.

I gave them to her

the day we was wed.

One pearl for every day

it took to win her.

My hands were so raw from

polishing the damn things,

I wore gloves

every time she was near.

I'm sure she thought

I had hooks or something.

You know...

after the wedding, she said she didn't

marry me on account of the pearls.

She said...

she fell in love with me

'cause I was such a damn fool,

always with my head

in the clouds.

Not like the others,

she said.

Not like the others.

How you doing, Peat?

Allow me.

- To the base!

To the base!

Here, the base!

Hey,

where you've been?

Come on! What?

Oh my Jesus, Franny.

If I ain't seen her

with my own eyes...

Where's your fancy

boyfriend, Silly?

Gone back home now

that he's had his fun?

Wearing her mother's old dress.

Where's Silly going?

What's going on?

It's a new life,

for all of us.

We're ocean people.

We was meant to fish.

Your mother...

I loved her, you know.

She could have done a lot better

than marrying a fisherman.

I could have made her happy.

My father is a better man

than you 10 times over.

She would have never been

happy with the likes of you.

Out for yourself,

ruining the island!

You must understand.

It's what

she wanted, Silly.

I've been doing

all of this for her.

- For you!

- No, you're lying...

Silly!

There's something I need

to tell you, sir.

- Huh?

- It's about your son.

This better not

be another fairy tale.

What have you done

now, Peat?

What have you done

for that girl?

Well,

they can't be far!

Steven?

- We got to find them.

We got to find her

before it's too late!

It's time

to end this, Stone.

- It's us or her!

What's going on?

Find my son now!

Come on,

come on... move!

What is wrong

with you people?

You take the beach!

We'll check the wharf.

Oh!

I thought you was

gone for good.

I have a boat waiting

at the breakwater.

And I've food and fuel

enough for a week.

Soon we can be far away.

What's wrong?

- The water, I...

- Think of it.

Just you and me and...

you can forget this place,

my family, everyone.

We can be together.

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