Song of the Sea Page #3

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Oh, yes. That's right.

Forgive me, I have no memory,

except for what is in

these hairs, you see.

Whoa!

Is all of this

growing out of you?

It seems to be.

Are you the Great Seanachai?

Urn...

Yes. Yes!

Whoa!

I am the Great Seanachai!

I'd almost forgotten.

My mum told me

stories about you.

Careful, lad.

You could snap a hair,

you'll lose

the story of me forever.

Whoa!

Whoa, each hair holds a story?

Does it?

Oh, that's right.

That's right.

Show us one here

and let's have a look.

Now, let's see...

This is Mac Lir, the great giant.

His heart was broken into pieces

by a great, great tragedy.

Such was his anguish

that he cried a whole ocean.

Higher and higher, it rose

until we were all sure

to drown in his tears.

I know this.

Macha sent her owls

to take his suffering away.

And he was turned to stone.

That's right.

A sad story by

anyone's estimations.

I've seen Macha's owls use those

jars to turn

the fairies to stone.

And now they're after my sister.

Can you help me?

No.

But...

Well, you see now...

I wouldn't have a clue

about human children.

Why? I only know

about my own kind.

But I think she is your kind.

Or partly anyway. The fairies

said she was a selkie.

Ooh!

Whoa!

What did you say?

A selkie? Really?

Yeah, they were

talking about a coat

and a song and

now I've lost her.

Something is wrong.

They've just been woken

and are already fading?

Oh!

Why?

The sulcha and the selkie,

all of us are connected.

This is not good.

Something must've

happened to her.

That's what I'm trying to say.

I lost her down here.

Did the selkie have

her coat with her?

No, it's at home.

My dad took it.

Blasted humans!

They don't have a clue.

You must get the coat back to her.

Do you hear me?

But I don't know where she is.

Hold on a moment, laddie.

Very few hairs still grow because

very few of us are left.

But the selkie's,

hers still grows.

Hmm.

That's her.

That's when I lost her.

Let's see what happens then.

What's wrong?

Macha has her now.

She'll be turned to

stone soon, no doubt.

You see, without her coat,

the selkie has no voice.

And without her song,

she'll not last the night.

And we'll all share in her fate.

Oh, no. I've got

to get out of here.

I have to find her.

Wait now.

You still have a chance.

Follow this, it will lead

you through the tunnel.

Mind, it won't be easy.

Macha has lost all hope.

And she will try and

make you lose hope, too.

The selkie will not last long

beyond dawn without her coat.

You must hurry.

Okay.

Oh. And be careful.

Why? What's down there?

Uh...

Lad go on with yourself.

Not bad.

Bye.

Who said that?

Mum.

I can't wait for

the baby to come.

We're going to be

best friends, aren't we?

You're going to be the best

big brother in the world.

Bronach?

I'm so sorry.

Bronach?

Mum?

Bronach!

Bronach!

I've no more time,

I have to save our baby.

Bronach!

I'm so sorry.

Bronach!

Bronach!

Dad?

Dad, where's Mum?

Where's Mum?

Dad?

Say hello to Saoirse.

This is your sister.

You're her big brother.

You must always look after her.

Okay, okay.

Be careful!

Be brave!

Ahh!

Down here. Be careful in there.

Beware of the jars!

Good luck.

Be careful in there.

- Watch it!

- The Owl Witch.

- Good luck.

- Be careful.

Mind her jars.

The Owl Witch, beware!

- Go safe.

- Mind yourself.

- Mind yourself.

- Beware!

Okay.

Ooh.

You look wet and tired,

human child.

Macha?

I am she.

Really?

The Owl Witch from the stories?

Well, now,

those stories always

paint me as the bad one.

But I'm not so terrible,

you know.

I'm just trying

to help everyone.

Yeah, well, what's in

all these jars then?

Just nasty things, you know.

Nobody needs them.

I know you have my sister.

Let her go!

Now, now, now, the selkie

child is safe and sound.

Don't you worry.

I have taken good care

of the poor little thing.

You're half turned to stone.

Saoirse can help you.

She can help all of you.

Ah, she can't help,

not really help.

Not the way I do.

I see it, Ben, your pain.

You're so full of emotions.

I can see them in your face.

Nasty, terrible things.

They make you feel so awful.

You worry so much

for such a young boy, don't you?

You lost your mother,

didn't you?

My son lost someone,

too, a long time ago.

But I found away to help him.

Now, if someone said that they

could take that pain away,

would you let them?

I suppose.

That's all I do, Ben.

I take away the pain.

It doesn't hurt.

It will never hurt again.

No, it doesn't help at all,

it just makes things worse.

Please, try to understand.

We need your help.

Don't take me for a fool!

I know what's best for you!

Cu!

Don't let them control you.

Now see what I've become because

of those terrible feelings.

I'm sick of feelings

that come bubbling up.

Excuse me.

Where was I now?

Cu!

Oh. Stubborn boy,

where are you going?

Come down out of that,

come here.

I'm coming, Cu.

There's nothing up

there that's any use to you.

You'd be better off calming down

and not getting

too worked up, Ben.

Cu! You're standing on

the door. Get off it!

Let me help you.

Good boy!

Where's Saoirse?

Oh, no. Saoirse.

Wake up!

She did this to you?

You

see how peaceful she is, Ben?

You see how I have

taken all her cares away?

She is just as

a child should be,

without troubles, without worry.

There's got to be a way out.

Macha, please, please?

You don't understand.

If she doesn't sing

her song, she'll die.

So will you, and your son,

and all your kind.

Open the door! At once.

At once, I tell you!

Do excuse my little outburst.

If I can free your feelings,

then maybe...

Sorry, Cu.

Silly human child.

The jars are enchanted, they

cannot be broken by brute force.

The shell. It caused

the jars to break before.

There is no way out.

Open the door, human child.

Come here, Cu. Keep the old

witch quiet, will you?

Good boy.

Saoirse, I think

you need to do it.

Let me in!

Saoirse?

It's going to be okay.

Let me in!

It's okay, Saoirse.

We don't have much time.

I shouldn't have

been so mean to you.

It's not your fault,

it never was.

I should've been

a better brother to you.

I'm sorry.

Let me in this minute!

That's it, Saoirse!

Let me in!

You're doing it.

That's it.

Come on, Saoirse!

Leave those jars alone.

That's it, Saoirse!

Stop it!

Stop it!

It's working, Saoirse.

Stop it. Stop it!

Stop it!

Stop it!

Stop!

You did it!

You did it, Saoirse!

Saoirse!

Oh, no.

Oh, no, please stay awake,

Saoirse, please.

I have been so lost for so long.

Macha?

Please, forgive me.

I couldn't bear to see my

son suffering so much.

I couldn't bear it.

Please, Macha, my sister is sick.

Please, help us.

You poor thing.

What have I done?

I've wasted the precious

time you had left.

You must reunite her with her

coat before it's too late.

But we're still so far from home.

Do you have a car?

A car!

I have something better.

She's so gray.

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