Dorothy Mills Page #4
Okay.
No!
Badger!
Colin, you f***ing loser!
Get them, Colin!
Oh.
I'm going to take Dorothy
back with me to the hospital.
With the right treatment there,
I'm confident we can help her.
It's for her own good, Mrs. McMahon.
If I can prove this is a case
of multiple personality,
there's a good chance she'll be acquitted.
You want to keep her gift
all to yourself, don't you?
I couldn't bear to lose
my Mary all over again.
We're talking about
Dorothy, Mrs. McMahon.
Well, my little Mary died 10 years ago.
I thought I'd never see her again.
But the good Lord brought Dorothy
into my home as a gift.
She's worked miracles for me.
She's made your son
speak, hasn't she?
David.
That's his name, isn't it?
Isn't it?
We have to think about Dorothy.
We have to help her.
I'll take good care of her.
You've gotta get away from here.
I've seen death
cast its wings on you.
What is it, Dorothy?
Is it the water?
- And the blood?
- I'm scared.
I don't want to remember.
I'm scared.
It's okay.
You've gone through it once.
And you can live it
again through memory.
I want to take you
back in time, Dorothy.
I'll count from 10 to 1.
Where are you?
There was an accident.
My mother is washing
the dead people.
- How old are you?
- I'm 5.
- Do you know them?
- Yes.
Look, Dorothy. Aren't they beautiful now?
They've a long journey ahead of them,
to the realm of the dead.
Shall we say good-bye to them?
No...
Don't be scared, Dorothy.
Look. It's your cousin Mary.
Give her a kiss good-bye.
- No.
- Give her a kiss.
No!
Dorothy, give her a kiss good-bye.
Come on.
Shh. It's over now.
It's over now. Dorothy. Shh.
Shh.
You didn't kiss the dead bodies.
Your mind created Mimi
as a tiny little girl
who doesn't have
the slightest idea about death.
She kissed the dead for you.
Yeah.
It's all over now.
Shh. Go to sleep. Go to sleep.
We'll leave tomorrow morning.
Shh.
Evening, Colin.
Remember me?
- No...
- You weren't so scared
when you were with your three mates.
No.
You're not real.
Don't pretend you've forgotten,
you f***ing piece of sh*t!
You're dead.
Mary's dead. You're all dead.
We're back.
We've been waiting for you.
Time for payback...
Sheriff.
You tell us who's next!
It's up to you.
There's a man lying dead in the hall.
You tell us who's next.
Don't you tell us what to do!
Quiet, every one of you!
Dorothy, tell me what happened.
I don't know. I don't know.
When I woke up, he was dead.
She's got to be stopped.
Before she comes after all of us!
Can't you see he killed himself?
Dorothy's not the problem.
It's you! It's all of you!
She knows the truth
about your community.
Dorothy is a lunatic,
just like her mother,
and you know that.
Dorothy's a member of our community.
It's our responsibility to deal with her.
My name is Duncan McLellan.
Oh, Duncan.
My dear Duncan...
I was a member
of your community, too.
We're listening, Duncan.
I'll show you.
Tell us, Duncan.
Why did you hurt
the Kearsleys' baby?
His father had to pay.
They all had to pay
for what they did to Mary!
Yeah! Come on, Mary!
Whoo!
Get the f*** away!
- Whoo-hoo!
- Whoo!
Whoo!
Why don't you give us a dance?
Just piss off, would you?
Slapper!
Duncan?
Kurt!
Why the f*** are
youse hiding from me?
Keeping all the booze
to yourselves, is it?
Lads!
F*** it.
- Hey! Come back and dance.
- F*** off!
Better watch your language, you slut.
Yeah, be polite to me friend.
Hey! Let go of me, will you?
Get the f*** off me!
Get the f*** off me!
Duncan! Duncan!
Leave her alone!
Jesus!
Let her go! Or I swear I'll kill him!
Let her go, lads! Let her go!
Back off! Back off!
I'll cut his throat.
F***ing shag this!
I'll f***ing kill him for that!
This is getting out of hand, lad.
He tried to kill you.
Are you with us or not?
It's okay! It's over now!
They're riding our backside!
Hurry up!
Faster! Speed it up, man!
Try the f***ing gas!
Faster!
I can't go faster!
Hurry! Just step on it!
Step on it!
Oh, God.
Hurry up!
They're gonna kill us!
You...
You killed my daughter.
You killed my daughter!
Kurt. My Kurt.
We were just young and stupid!
We didn't mean...
Forgive us, Duncan, please!
Duncan!
- You bastard.
- Get away from me.
Stay away!
Stay away!
Mary McMahon was up for it!
Oh...
you bunch of hypocrites.
You didn't bat an eye
when we took her away, did you?
Hmm?
You all thought she deserved it.
Didn't you!
We're all in this together.
Together.
We can keep this on the island.
- She's the only evidence.
- Dorothy!
Please! Please, don't touch her!
You leave her alone! Please!
- Hush, woman!
- Don't touch her!
Think about it now.
Huh? Do you really want
all the publicity?
Hmm?
Policemen?
Journalists?
Huh?
All poking their noses
all around this island?
Our island?
It'll be the end
of your happy little community.
Huh? Think about that now.
She's the only evidence.
You leave her alone!
This is a time of tribulation.
Fear and anger
threaten to drive apart
those who have lived in fellowship
for many, many years.
We cannot let this pass.
For the sake
of the island, we must act.
We must right this wrong.
We will not hand you to the police.
But you cannot stay here.
You will be exiled
from this place forever,
you and your families.
Your homes will be leveled.
All memory of you will be erased.
If any man should disagree with this,
let him speak now.
We have all sinned.
And we shall all suffer.
So let us now devote ourself
to the worship of the Lord our God,
in the hope of redeeming
ourselves in His eyes.
As for the psychiatrist,
it was her own stubbornness
and refusal to listen to reason
which brought her to tragedy.
Suffice to say
she left us without word
of her destination.
No.
No. It's not possible.
I'm dead?
I'm so sorry, Jane.
It's all my fault.
I should've stopped you
from going on that damned island.
I feel so guilty.
Don't say that.
I'm happy you sent me.
I couldn't save David, you see.
I saved her, didn't I?
You saved her.
You brought her back to me.
She'll be acquitted,
and she'll stay here
until she's cured.
Yeah.
And now it's up to you, Jane.
You have to leave Dorothy's body.
She won't be free until you're gone.
Will you take good care of her?
I promise.
Keep it.
David loved you so much.
I'll keep it forever.
Good-bye, my love.
Dorothy?
Is that you?
Has Jane been crying?
She was here.
She's gone now.
She's with her son... David.
Do you think they're all gone?
Duncan and Kurt
and Mary?
And Mimi, too?
You have to learn to live
on your own now, Dorothy.
You're free.
# No charm #
# No spell #
# Never #
# Harm #
# Come our #
# Lovely #
# Lady #
# Nigh #
# Philomel #
# With melody #
# Sing in our sweet
lulla-lulla-lulla #
# Sing in our sweet lullaby #
# Come our lovely #
# Lady nigh #
# So, good night,
with lulla-lulla-lulla #
# So good night
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