The Daisy Chain Page #3

[laughter]

Hello.

Come on.

- Go on, that's right.

Faster.

Come back.

[low, spooky music]

[laughs]

- Do you want

to have a go?

Oh, you dropped it.

Where's it gone?

Hello.

Hello. Hello.

[giggles]

[air hisses]

[dryer whirring]

- Cat?

Cat?

Cat!

- Huh?

- Have you seen the girls?

- Are they in the loo?

- Daisy?

Daisy!

Oh, my God.

Help!

Help!

She's down there!

Daisy, get off me!

- Martha!

- Stay down there!

- Oh, my God.

Oh, my God!

- She's a changeling.

- [gags]

- How's Eva?

- She's fine.

Can we just get in the car

and go home?

Daisy, get in the car.

Tomas!

- They're saying

she's a changeling.

- Oh, come on,

it's bullshit.

It's superstitious bullshit.

- Eva could have

died in there.

- Cat, it was my fault,

and it was an accident.

- Cat?

- Daisy, I asked you

to get in the car.

- Did you see what happened?

- No, I didn't.

I left them alone

for a minute.

It was an accident.

- What happened, Daisy?

- It was an accident.

- Daisy!

Daisy, I'm sorry!

- Daisy!

Daisy!

Come on.

Come on,

it's all right.

It's okay.

- Baby's head

is at the bottom,

but we're not able to tell

if it's engaged or not yet.

- Oh, look at him.

He's beautiful.

Hello, Daniel.

Hello.

- Mr. Cryan,

are you in there?

[latches clunking]

Mr. Cryan?

What happened to you?

- She spat on me.

- Who?

- [giggles]

- W-what's that?

- The tree?

You really, really

should get that looked at.

I think it's infected.

- Where's the girl?

- [chanting]

Ahh...ya...

- Now, Daisy, go outside.

Please,

wait for me outside.

- Away!

- Go on.

It's only Daisy.

- [gasping]

[tapping at window]

- [giggles]

- Away with you!

- Mr. Cryan,

it's only Daisy.

- Oh, God.

- Ahh...ah-ah.

- Oh, God.

- Boo!

- Away!

- [giggles]

- Oh, God.

- I'll just go and phone Tomas,

okay?

- Oh, God, help us.

Oh, God, help us.

Oh, God.

- He's promised to see

the doctor in the morning.

- What about Daisy?

- He thinks that

she's a fairy changeling.

- A fairy?

- Yeah,

that she's not human.

- He's completely mad.

It's not just him.

I've seen the way

people look at her.

It's like they're afraid.

- It's a small place.

Things don't change.

People really

believe that stuff.

If they thought that Daisy

was a a fairy changeling,

then Halloween

is the one night of the year

when the door between

this world and the next is open,

and burning the changeling

would force the fairies

to bring back

their real daughter.

- Then they're all crazy.

Forward, forward, forward.

Left a bit.

Left a bit.

Right a bit.

Right a bit.

Ta-da.

- [giggles]

[baby cooing]

[door clicks open]

- Hi.

- Hiya.

Oh.

- I'm glad you came.

I didn't think...

I-I don't blame you.

- These things happen.

- Yeah.

[baby coos]

- Oh.

- How are you feeling?

- Numb from the waist down,

thanks be to Christ.

I'm telling you,

take all the drugs

you're offered.

- Where's Tomas?

- He's in the car

with Daisy.

I thought it best.

- Do you want to hold him?

- Okay.

- Aw.

- He's big.

- You're telling me.

[giggles]

- [sighs]

[siren wails faintly]

Daisy?

[exhales]

Daisy?

- [pained gasp]

Please.

Daisy.

[shudders]

T-Tommy,

get him for me, please.

- Daisy.

Daisy,

give me the baby.

Give me the baby.

- There.

[baby squeals]

[shushes]

Hey, I've got you.

- Are you okay,

sweetheart?

- Is he okay?

- It's okay.

She was probably

just trying to say hello.

She doesn't realize,

does she, Tomas?

[baby crying]

We'll go

and sit in the car.

I'm sorry.

She doesn't mean any harm.

- It's okay.

- Come on, sweetheart.

- He looks like Chloe.

The day she died,

Martha held on to her.

She wouldn't let her go.

And at first,

it was the right thing to do.

You know, the counselors

encouraged us to hold her,

say good-bye.

But then

Martha wouldn't eat.

She wouldn't talk.

I had to wait

till she fell asleep

before I could

take Chloe away.

[sniffs]

- No.

- Come on, sweetheart.

- No.

- Itll be fine.

Shall we do it

another day?

- Yeah.

- Yeah?

Come on then.

Come on then.

Hold my hand.

- Come on, Ris,

good girl.

- What would you like to do?

Would you like

to do some painting?

- Yeah.

- When the bough breaks,

the cradle will fall,

and down will come baby,

cradle and all.

Baby is drowsing,

cozy and fair.

- Marty?

Marty,

where are you?

- Boo!

- Oh!

What's this?

- Just having a bit of fun,

that's all.

- What the f***...

What the f***

do you think you're doing?

- I'm having a laugh.

- What?

A laugh, is it?

- Yes.

- Is it?

- Yes.

- Well, who's laughing, then?

- I am.

Why are you afraid of her?

- I'm not afraid of her.

- Do you know what changelings

really were?

Listen, they were the children

that no one wanted, okay?

They were the sick

and the crippled,

you know,

the ones who ate too much

when there wasn't

enough food to go round.

Their parents didn't know

what to do with them.

They wanted

to get rid of them,

so they burned them

or drowned them,

and they blame it

on the f***ing fairies.

- Yeah?

Well, there's a tidy logic

in that.

Tell me, Martha.

Tell me, what's--

What are we

going to call him?

- Who?

- [sighs]

Come on, our baby.

- Oh,

don't change the subject.

- Our baby,

our baby boy.

I'm not

changing the subject.

What are we

going to call him, huh?

Have you even

thought about it?

I mean, have you thought

of even one name?

Have you?

You're completely obsessed

with her.

F*** you.

[door slams shut]

- Hello, stranger.

- Hey.

- Where's Martha?

- She's at home.

You want a drink?

- I see

you're making friends.

- No one

wants to play with me.

- It's your little fairy.

And Sean Cryan

is terrified of her.

I mean,

I don't believe a word of it.

But, really,

what do you expect

if you let her run around town

dressed like a fairy?

Come on, Tomo.

Think about it.

Honestly, it's hard enough

bringing up your own kids.

Brian and I never got a break,

and look where we ended up.

But to take on

a child like that...

- We haven't exactly

taken her on.

- Does Martha know that?

Do you want a lift?

- Great.

- You could have called

when you went away,

sent a note.

- You made your choice.

- [laughs]

Brian had a car.

[laughter]

- Yeah, Brian's car.

- All you had to do

was say something.

- [sighs]

- Tomas, Tomas,

stop, stop.

You're drunk,

and I'm stupid.

- [sighs]

- Oh, you love Martha.

[sighs]

You look at her

the way you used to look at me.

[chuckles]

You have to tell her

how you feel.

- Yeah.

[engine turning]

[knocking at door]

- Do you want

to play with us, Daisy?

- Come on, Daisy,

want to play with us?

- [giggles]

- Come on,

let's get her.

Stand still,

or I'll shoot, Daisy.

Are you a fairy?

- [giggles]

- She's warm.

- Play with me.

all:
No.

- Play with me.

Play with me.

- No.

- Play with me.

- [screams]

- Play with me.

- Away with you.

Quick.

Away, away!

Go home now!

- [mimicking]

Go home now.

- Go home now.

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