Dogged Page #4

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What's going on, John.

Where are you going?

Not now, Bea.

- I have to go.

- Where?

GIRL:
Sam! Sam!

Please, I'm up here.

- Rachel?

- No, Sam. Wait.

[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING]

I'll talk to Alan.

Get him to find out, okay?

- Thank you.

- It'll be all right, I promise.

Bad magic.

Bad magic.

Who did this to you, poor soul?

Bad magic.

- They killed your girl.

- What?

- What did you say?

- Fox.

Fox hunter.

I see it...

Bad magic.

[VOICE SQUEAKS]

Bad magic.

Please, don't. Fox.

Don't you...

[GIRLS SCREAMS]

[MAN LAUGHS MANIACALLY]

Go left.

[LUCY CRIES]

[WOMAN SCREAMS]

[BREATHES HEAVILY]

[LUCY CRIES]

- Dad?

- Why?

Why couldn't you just do

as you were told?

- And none of this would have happened.

- None of what?

- This.

- David is a murderer.

Not a murderer.

A leader.

A leader of men.

A savior.

Our savior.

Don't tell me

you knew about this, Dad.

I don't want any part of this.

Sam, please.

Sam, please join us.

Good.

Now, we can begin.

Brothers,

we have been defiled.

This one...

He is from our place

but he is not one of us.

He has turned his back

on purity and Godliness...

...in favor of a lustful

and destructive existence.

He alone has brought filth

into our sacred garden.

And worse...

He has corrupted

one of our own sweet children.

Forgive us, Lord.

My own daughter...

...debased by an unbeliever.

Stop. Stop. Don't you see

what he did to her?

Silence!

We must purify ourselves.

Our island.

With the sacrifice of his blood.

Brothers...

Am I your savior?

Am I your shepherd?

Am I your father?

ALL:
Yes.

Then let me show you the depth

of my commitment to you.

My devotion...

She has been marked.

We must purify ourselves...

...with the blood

of these carnal beasts.

Help me.

[INDISTINCT WHISPER]

F*** you.

You're sick.

Sick like Daniel.

Is this why you killed her?

Is this why you killed Megan?

How does she know?

- You fool!

- What?

- What did she say?

- Now, wait, John.

- I can explain.

- You!

- You killed my little girl.

- Now, John, wait. Let's not...

- You bastard.

- Shut up.

You...

What are you doing?

You have no place here.

Who are you to tell us

what to do?

Killed our little girl, John.

For what?

Women have no place

on this part of the island.

- It is sacred.

- Good.

- Why would we want it.

- Right.

That's enough of this.

You stupid b*tch.

[GRUNTS]

- FATHER DAVID:
Now, look here...

- SAM:
Wait.

Stop this.

Take them to the police.

They need to know.

Stop. Not like this. Please.

- No.

- FATHER DAVID:
Brothers...

FATHER DAVID:
Brothers...

[THUDS]

Sam...

Sam...

Sweetheart...

Come on.

Let's get you to bed.

You should've gone

to the police.

Oh no, darling.

There's no need to get

anyone else involved.

We islanders handle

our own problems.

Come on.

Say goodnight to your father.

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

You shouldn't have...

Sam, we'll have no more of that.

You have to put this behind you

if you're going to get better.

Now get some sleep.

I love you, Sam.

[SAM SOBS]

[SAM CONTINUES SOBBING]

He's upstairs.

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