Fertile Ground Page #3

I gotta take a look at that.

Well, he's a little bit private about it

right now.

I haven't even seen it. He's not letting me.

-Well, there he is.

-Hey.

Nate.

-Hi.

-Hey.

-Never thought you'd get out of there.

-I know. I'm sorry.

-How's it going?

-Good.

So, you're gonna show me

the new work, right?

Maybe. I mean, have you seen

the rest of the house yet?

-No, not yet.

-Okay.

Well, I'll give you the two-cent tour.

Lauren and Scott are in the other room.

All right. Just take a little while.

-Okay.

-Okay?

Oh, my God! Oh, my God!

I'm so sorry.

-Are you okay?

-Yeah, I'm fine.

If you need to get that cleaned,

-I know the perfect place for it.

-Stop. I'll take care of it.

-Are you sure?

-Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

I'm so sorry.

Mrs. Weaver. Mrs. Weaver.

The house looks lovely.

-Thank you.

-And I brought you some materials.

I found some more material.

I'm so sorry. I have to... I spilled.

Of course, of course, of course.

And I did and I found it...

Wow. Look at this. 1875 and...

Something wrong?

Wine. I spilt wine on my dress.

I have to change.

That's too bad. It's so pretty.

Can l? I've just always

wanted to see your designs.

-Yeah.

-Thanks.

I was actually gonna ask you something.

What were you thinking

when you helped her plan all this?

We both want her to be happy, Nate.

That's all this was about.

Yeah?

Yeah.

She's a little fragile right now.

She's always fragile!

Nate.

I'm sorry. I'm just going through a really...

We've got her stabilized now.

Mr. Weaver, I'm gonna need statements

from you and your wife.

Please.

We can just come down tomorrow.

Of course. Good night, sir.

You okay?

Yeah.

I wish we had fixed that window.

Emily, there's something

you're not telling me.

I just... Never mind.

No, no, no. Come on. It's me.

Sometimes I think I see things.

Ghosts.

I know it's my imagination.

I mean, I know that.

I don't want you to think

that I don't know that.

What? It's probably what? Stress?

Yeah, stress.

Probably. Or maybe you did see something.

When you're pregnant,

you're really sensitive,

and you pick up things like a radio antenna,

like all sorts of signals.

-Right.

-Yeah.

What if the baby can feel my thoughts?

What if it knows that I think it's gonna die?

No, no, sweetie. It's okay.

Everything's gonna be okay, all right?

Why don't you go get some rest?

I've got to get back to the city. Call me later.

Okay.

Okay.

Nate?

It was supposed to be a surprise.

Look, you need your rest.

Will you please go back to bed?

Okay?

Are you going to try it or not?

It's good.

I got it on the first shot.

If you wanted to eat rabbit,

you could have bought it in town.

In town?

We live off the land.

We?

I'm not the one who shot it.

You're a hypocrite.

You eat meat all the time.

What is it that you think they do

in slaughter houses?

You gotta kill them somehow.

I didn't just blast its brains

across the backyard.

It's a beautiful night.

I'm gonna throw up. It's not the meat.

That's it,

blame the child.

Nate! I saw her!

-She was right there on the couch!

-Okay, okay.

Mary Weaver was right there!

You had a nightmare.

You dreamed about her before.

She was on the couch!

Look, you need to go and lay down, okay?

I need to get back to work!

We have to go! We can't stay here.

-Of course we can!

-We can't. Please!

Look, this is just...

It's just your hormones reacting.

Don't dismiss me like that! Please.

You're getting worked up

for no reason at all, okay?

Go back in and lay down, all right?

I have to go back to work.

I have to work!

What you do is your business.

F*** you.

No, no.

No.

Hey, honey, are you okay?

I'm so sorry.

I didn't mean... Earlier, I...

I should never have gotten that upset.

What I said before, I didn't mean that.

I'm sorry.

Thank you.

So, can you feel it yet?

Feel what?

The baby. Can you feel it move yet?

I would never hurt you, Mary.

What are you talking about?

Who you talking to?

What are you doing here?

I thought you were in the guest house.

Yeah, well. I'm not.

-I have to go down to the city.

-Now?

Yeah, now!

Risa is dead.

-When?

-I don't know. I just got the word.

And her f***ing assistant Timothy's

handling the show, and he's a f***ing idiot.

I'm so sorry.

-When are you coming back?

-I don't know.

Maybe today, maybe two.

And I don't need all these questions

from you right now. I really don't.

But, Nate, I can't take care of myself.

I need help and l...

Really?

Is it really that hard?

I mean, you can lie down,

you can walk to the bathroom,

you can get a glass of water,

get some food, right?

Maybe?

Good.

You're not helpless.

I'll be back in a couple days.

What would you like today,

peppermint or chamomile?

Sh*t!

What do you want?

Mary Weaver.

Michelle Williams, in the 1950s,

vanished.

In 1921, Ezra Thayer murdered

his wife, Colette.

The headmistress fell from

the second-story window to her death.

It's Emily.

Nate left me here,

and there's all these things going on,

and I don't know what to do.

Slow down. Where's Nate?

He went to the city for a couple of days,

but after he left...

He's here in New York?

Yeah, but I found Mary Weaver's journal,

and all the dates match.

And the journal has everything.

The day they moved in

is the day we moved in.

William Weaver went away on the same day.

They found out they were pregnant

on the same day.

-They all died on the same day.

-Who died?

All of them. All the women

who got pregnant in this house.

It's the house. It changes people.

It's changing Nate.

He's different now.

It's a cycle and it keeps repeating.

Emily, just wait for me. I'm on my way.

But all the wives who got pregnant,

their husbands killed them,

and if Nate comes back, he's gonna kill me.

I tried to leave and it wouldn't let me.

I tried and it hurt so much.

-Honey?

-I'm scared.

Honey, I need you to listen, okay?

Okay. Okay.

Are you hurt?

No.

Good. I want you to go in the living room

and wait for me.

-Okay.

-Just stay there.

-Okay. Okay.

-And I'll be there in a couple of hours.

But what if Nate comes back?

He won't.

You said he left for a few days, right?

Wait for me. I'm coming to get you.

Okay. I'll be right here.

Gun. Gun.

Mary,

come here!

Mary? Mary?

Hello? Please, my name is Emily Weaver.

I'm at 342...

Hello?

Emily?

Mary.

Mary.

Mary.

Get away from me!

Mary, come here!

Mary, don't move!

I'm not Mary!

You're coming inside!

No!

Baby?

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