The Boy

Apologies, Miss...

I didnt know how

else to wake you.

The Heelshires had to

step out for a moment.

They beg your pardon, Miss, and

ask that you wait in the parlour.

Its like something out

of a storybook, isn't it?

The Heelshires already

taken care of that.

- And I put your things inside.

- Thanks.

Is anyone up there?

Hi!

Is anyone up here?

Hi there.

Sorry.

Believe it or not, I was... I was

actually trying not to scare you.

No, I'm sorry I jumped, I thought

I heard something upstairs, so...

- You're right.

- Yes, sorry. It's so stupid.

- Are you Mr. Heelshire?

- No.

I know you are not. Yet.

No, Im the grocery boy.

Grocery man.

I own the store actually.

- Okay, Im Malcolm by the way.

- Hi.

-You must be here for the nanny's job.

-Yeah, Greta Evans.

Ive got some groceries to unpack

downstairs, if you want to join me?

I can give you a tour of

such exotic locations...

...as the pantry and bread bin.

Is that interests you?

Sounds great. Sure.

Lead the way.

- You are American, yeah?

- Yeah.

My first trip to the UK.

Alright, let me guess...

California, right?

Montana.

- In this.

- Yeah. Those in the basket.

Im usually so good at these things.

Ive got a touch of the gift.

The gift?

Prognosticator. Clairvoyant.

Whatever you like to call it.

I had a grandmother

that read tea-leaves.

My mother read palms, so...

Okay, what do you read?

- Me?

- Yeah.

Chewing gum.

No kidding.

We dont get to choose

our gifts, Miss Evans.

Come on, if you...

If youll allow me...

- Let me show you.

- Allow you to...

Yeah, I am gonna read your gum.

I'm a professional, trust me.

Okay.

Oh My God.

Alright.

Okay.

Interesting teeth marks.

I see that youre a writer,

from Phoenix, Montana.

It looks like youve come here to be

inspired by the English countryside.

To get away from the hustle and

bustle of your life in the U.S. of A.

- No.

- Close?

Not at all. No.

- Okay, one more try.

- Okay.

Okay? Just one.

Okay, Okay, I see what went wrong.

It's very... It's

very obvious now.

I see a dark past.

On the run from someone, are we?

That's what it looks like.

Absolutely not.

Im afraid that was my

best attempt at flirting.

Believe it or not Im actually

considered charming in this country.

It's okay.

Its amazing that any of us manage

to procreate at all really.

- Bread?

- Yeah, in the cupboard behind you.

So whats... what's

the family like?

Well theyre nice, you know...

They're...

There very generous.

As good a people as

youll ever hope to meet.

And their son?

- Brahms?

- Brahms.

He is...

Im not sure quite how

to explain it, but...

Mrs. Heelshire.

Its so nice to

finally meet you.

Where are your shoes?

Brahms is very excited

to meet you, Miss Evans.

Hes never met an

American before.

Im very excited

to meet him too.

I was sure I left my

shoes right here.

Theyll turn up. Its Brahms.

He can be playful.

- I assume you brought other shoes?

- Yes.

Let's hurry up. We've kept

them waiting long enough.

Her name is Miss Evans. We want you

to be on your very best behaviour.

Daddy?

Miss Evans, allow me to introduce

Mr. Heelshire.

Miss Evans.

And this...

...is our son, Brahms.

So youve met Brahms then?

How are you doing, Brahms?

Now, you take it

easy on Miss Evans.

Shes traveled a long

way just to meet you.

Ill be off then. The

bill is on the table.

Pleasure to meet you, Miss Evans.

Hope to see you on my next deliver.

- Thank you, Malcolm.

- Of course.

Its so nice to

meet you, Brahms.

I hope you and I can be friends.

Daddy, will you please take Miss

Evans things up to her room, please?

Miss Evans, we might as well get

started. I have a lot to show you.

Youll be all alone out here.

Do you think you can manage?

Yeah, of course.

Weve had a number of potential

nannies come through already.

Brahms rejected them all.

Though...

There were nearly as young

or as pretty as you.

Youll wake him at 7:00 each

morning and you will dress him.

Youll find his cleaning

clothes behind you.

So... So I should...?

Wake him up and dress

him, Miss Evans.

Theres no better way

to learn than by doing.

Wake up, Brahms.

Well, I dont know about you, but

that certainly wouldnt wake me.

- Its time to wake up, Brahms.

- He is not a baby, Miss Evans.

You neednt be afraid

of hurting him.

Excuse me.

Now, lets show Miss Evans

how we get you dressed.

Id let her do it herself, but Im

afraid wed be here all afternoon.

Brahms has three hours of

lessons five days a week,

and I like to start by

reading some poetry.

Do you know any, Miss Evans?

I know all the words to

"Green Eggs and Ham".

Well, it doesnt have to

be poetry, of course.

Any of these books will

do, but you must...

...read in a loud, clear voice.

Yes, of course.

- Yes. Of course!

- Excellent.

Next is music appreciation.

Brahms!

You must sit up straight,

like a good little boy.

Music, Miss Evans.

I dont know how Brahms would

go on without his music.

Its his world.

Of course, he likes it rather

louder than I prefer, but...

...it gives him so much joy I

dont dare take it away from him.

We dont throw any food out

in this house, Miss Evans.

This is a country house.

Do you know what that means?

No.

It means we are in constant

battle with the outside elements.

Weather, plants, vermin.

Especially vermin, Miss Evans.

And so we take certain

measures against them.

Hello darling.

Mr. Heelshire will explain

the rest of your duties.

And food goes in here.

Thank you.

Now, Ill show you the traps.

As we do our best to

keep up the house,

by the way, we dont use

the fireplaces anymore.

Bit of a hazard.

And regrettably,

the last tradesman

we had actually...

he managed to paint

the windows shut.

Personally, I dont think that

all of this is necessary, but...

...Mrs. Heelshire is convinced that

the rats will get into the walls.

And Brahms, of course hes never

been very fond of animals.

He has always been

very shy, you see.

Very timid.

I know how this must

look to you, Miss Evans.

And to be completely honest Im

not sure how all came to this.

Little by little and then

all at once, I suppose.

What Im trying to say, is that whatever

it might look like on the outside,

our son is here.

Hes very much with us.

- Do you understand, Miss Evans?

- Yes.

Good. All good.

Thats very good.

"Gentle Jesus, meek and mild,

look upon a little child.

"Pity my simplicity. Suffer

me to come to Thee."

God bless Mommy.

God bless Daddy.

God bless Greta.

God bless Me.

- Amen.

- Amen.

You were such a good boy today,

Brahms.

You behaved like a little gentleman.

Mommy is so proud of you.

Could you give us a moment alone

to speak to Brahms privately?

Yeah, sure.

He wants you, Miss Evans.

Hes chosen you if

youll have him.

I dont know. This whole

thing is just creepy.

A huge house in the middle

of nowhere, no neighbors,

the windows dont even open,

no cell service, no Wi-Fi.

Greta you know you

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