Fear Me Not Page #5

I'm going to take a nap.

- Okay.

Selma... I want you to know

how proud I am of you.

You've grown up

and all that.

Is it okay if I lie down

next to you for a while?

Yes.

Where have you been?

I just had to do some thinking.

Did you tell Frederik?

No.

Then what did you talk about?

Nothing special.

I'm sorry that...

I know what you want to say.

There's no need to say it.

Sigrid?

- I'm too tired to talk now.

I'm so tired,

but I can't sleep.

Do you want me

to get you a sleeping pill?

Would you?

Of course.

But the transition from hard work

to relative freedom isn't easy.

The changes I'd hoped for

haven't appeared.

I must seize every opportunity

to move on.

The pills have set new thoughts in

motion. I feel like I'm moving on.

It can't be right that a few confused

people should ruin my chance.

Sigrid has taken control of things.

Now it's time

I made some minor corrections.

The rats have been in the dark.

Now they'll see the light of day.

I reckon the water was 75 degrees

when it hit the skin. Enough to hurt.

Sigrid is unbalanced. She finds it

hard to accept she's losing her grip.

Her last spasms are pathetic.

What's the difference between

devising an act and doing it?

Where's Mum?

- She's asleep.

I'd like to go down to her.

I'd like to see her.

I think we should let her sleep, Selma.

She needs to rest now.

But I think she should read this.

It's just a story, you know. When I

can't sleep, I make up little stories.

I'd like her to read it.

But it doesn't mean anything!

Why are you crying?

She can read it, if you want her to.

But how did you

make her sleep that fast?

I gave her a sleeping pill.

- What have you done?

Nothing.

I want to talk to her...

Let me go!

You will.

I won't touch you.

Let me go.

- But I'm not touching you, Selma

Selma, don't be silly.

- Leave me alone!

Let me go!

- I'm not doing anything...

There's no reason to be scared of me.

I'm your Dad.

Help!

- Selma...! Don't, God don't!

Please, don't cry.

Please stop crying, sweetie.

Don't cry!

I did it to make things good, okay?

I would never dream of...

- Let me go!

Selma...! Selma!

Selma!

Selma!

Selma!

Where are you?

Selma?

Selma!

- Mum!

What are you doing?

Get her out! Selma...!

Mikael...!

Let me out!

Mikael, what are you doing?

Mikael...

Mikael, what are you doing?

Mikael, listen to me.

Mikael...

Leave Selma alone, Mikael.

Mikael, leave her alone.

Selma!

Stay away from Selma!

Stay away from Selma, Mikael!

- Mum!

Mummy!

- Selma!

Mikael!

What's going on?

Where are you, Mum? Mummy...!

Daddy, don't hurt Mummy!

Daddy, please leave Mummy alone!

Leave her alone.

Please...! Daddy!

Listen to me!

Daddy...!

You mustn't hurt my Mum!

Selma!

- Mum...!

Selma!

- Mum!

Where is he, Mummy?

Sigrid let me disappear.

She left me to myself.

I've been thinking about what we

had, before it started going wrong.

I miss talking to Selma.

It's hard to accept that

she's no longer part of my life.

Hi, Mum.

- Mikael...!

How sweet of you to come.

How are you?

Are they treating you nicely?

They're nice enough.

But you know me...

I don't like to have so many people

around me all the time.

Right... That's true.

Do you go to the house anymore?

- No.

It's so overgrown and messy and...

I'll never be able to sell that house.

You'll be stuck with it

when I'm gone.

My Selma... How is my Selma?

She's fine. Getting herself

a boyfriend, I think.

Is she really? That's probably why

she doesn't call me anymore.

Is she fond of him?

- It seems like it.

And how's her mother?

- Fine.

Is she still as confused as ever?

I guess so...

She was depressed

after her father died, but...

That's over now.

All is well again.

I've spent much strength

to find out what went wrong for me.

The painful memories

appear all the time.

I'll never get rid of them.

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