The Light Between Oceans Page #4

Look. See them all moving in there?

See, Lucy? See?

Hey! Look at me!

I see you!

One

LUCY:
One.

- And then two.

- Two.

Then comes...

Three.

Four.

Move!

Try it again.

In your house. Get. In.

They're not working.

Take the last one.

All right, where are we going to put it?

Juice?

Oh, it smells so good.

Can I pour it in?

Okay. It's very strong

so just a tiny drop.

How many words do you know

that sound like goat?

I have no idea.

What? What? What?

- I don't know.

- What was that?

What was that?

You're lying.

Is that a snake?

Let's step on it!

- Make a wish.

- All right.

A book!

Read it, Dadda.

"For my Dadda. With love...

"Forever and ever and ever

and ever and ever and ever.

"And ever and ever and ever and ever,

"and ever and ever and ever

and ever and ever."

It's the loveliest present I ever had.

- Mmm-hmm.

- Mmm-hmm.

Mmm-hmm.

I know you have all traveled

over great distances today

to celebrate a very special thing.

The light.

And I want to thank you all

for coming here today to honor it.

40 years ago today,

Janus light was first lit.

And for 40 years it's been a beacon

of security in the face of danger.

There are some very important

people who are here today

that I'd like to personally thank.

Firstly.

This model was paid for

by our local benefactor,

Mr. Septimus Potts.

Mr. Potts.

Please put your hands together

for Mr. Potts and his

two charming daughters,

Hannah and Gwen.

Thank you!

Thank you very much.

How wonderful. How wonderful.

And today, we have the honor of having

three of our last five lightkeepers

here with us.

Including our current keeper

Mr. Thomas Sherbourne.

Who also served his country

with honor and bravery in the Great War.

And I'm sure Tom would be delighted

to say a few words

about life on Janus today.

Good on you, Tommy.

Up you come, Tom.

Don't be shy, Tom. Don't be shy.

Thank you, Tom.

Wasn't expecting this.

Life in Janus today,

you can never tell what the tide is going

to bring in from one day to the next.

Everything that two oceans fling at us.

Anything you can think of.

Can't hear you, son.

Is he all right?

Is he okay?

Many of you have...

Your brothers, your sons, your fathers.

Didn't come back from the war.

I don't know why God

picked me to survive it.

I don't know what right

I have to be given life

while it is taken from others.

Speak up, Tommy.

What I really need to tell you is

I just try to keep the light burning

for whoever might need it. Thank you.

Thank you. Thank you, Tom.

That was heartfelt, thank you indeed.

Now ladies and gentlemen,

I think it's time for a hot cup of tea.

Some fresh air.

Please take the opportunity to come

and look at this marvelous, marvelous...

You all right?

Not too keen on surprises.

I know he was a bit nervous.

Of course! Well, he wasn't expecting it.

Speaking in public's terrifying

for a lot of people, really terrifying.

Oh!

Gwen, you know

Isabel Sherbourne, don't you?

- Isabel.

- Graysmark.

- Oh, yes.

- Isabel Graysmark.

Hello. I know who you are.

Nice to meet you. Isabel.

This is my sister, Hannah.

Nice to meet you.

Hello. Very nice to meet you.

Hello.

Isabel's married to Mr. Sherbourne

who gave the speech just now.

Oh.

What's your name?

Lucy.

Lucy, how old are you?

Four.

Very pleased with the turnout.

Very pleased.

Of course, Janus is very

important to the people here.

Oh, it's a stamp on the world, isn't it?

Is that a treasure box

to put things in?

This is a watch.

It's a little clock that tells the time.

What's the name of your doll?

- Mavis.

- Mavis?

And she's five, isn't she?

Let me tell them.

- Oh!

- Um...

My doll is five.

Yes.

This is Hannah and Gwen Potts.

And she goes to flower school.

- Hello.

- How do you do?

- This is Tom, my husband.

- Hello.

We secretly pick a flower to

put in our vegetable garden.

Hannah, this is Torn,

my husband.

- Hello.

- How do you do?

I, uh...

I liked what you said earlier

in your speech

about the light being there

for whoever needed it.

Could I...

Ask you something, Mr. Sherbourne?

Yes.

Do ships ever rescue people

far out at sea?

Have you ever heard

of little boats being picked up

and survivors

taken to the other side

of the world, perhaps?

When it comes to the ocean,

anything's possible.

I see.

Well, I'm ready to go home.

Gwen, um, do you think

you can stay here and look after Dad?

It was lovely to meet you.

It was lovely to meet you, too.

Bye.

Bye.

You have a very lovely daughter.

Excuse me.

I'm sorry about that.

My sister had a terrible tragedy

a few years ago.

Her family were lost at sea.

Her husband and their baby daughter

who would have been

your girl's age by now.

I better go see if she's all right.

It was lovely meeting you both.

I don't know what came over her.

Must be sheer exhaustion.

She doesn't really get a break

on the island, does she now?

I think you should leave

Lucy and Isabel here

while you go back.

The isolation...

It's too much for her.

You must see that.

And Lucy needs her mother.

We have to tell people now.

It's over.

It's too late.

You saw her.

You saw what we've done to her.

We can't let it go on.

We can't do it anymore.

We have to do what's right.

We have to do what's right for Lucy.

Not for you, not for me, not for some

stranger, but for Lucy.

It's her mother.

I'm her mother.

To Lucy, I'm her mother.

Good boy!

It's my baby's rattle.

My dad bought it for Grace.

You sure it's the same one?

Yes, Sergeant.

Quite sure.

I want this investigated,

Sergeant.

Store boat's coming.

Where's Lucy?

Playing-

Why's the boat coming?

It's only been a week.

Do what I say and you'll be all right.

I'll tell them it was me.

That it was all my idea,

and I forced you to go along with it.

What are you talking about?

You'll be safe.

I'll protect you, I promise.

What have you done?

I had to do something.

- What have you...

- It's over.

What have you done? Why?

Lucy.

You don't love me.

Isabel. Stop.

Let me go.

It's over.

Let me go. Let me go.

You have to tell them it was me.

Thomas Edward Sherbourne.

Sergeant Knuckey. Partageuse police.

Here about Frank Roennfeldt

and his daughter, Grace.

Where's the child?

Out back.

This was sent to

Mrs. Roennfeldt last week.

Most probably by the same person

who sent her a letter

getting on three years ago.

She doesn't know

anything about it.

Talk to me, not her.

I'll want to ask you a few questions

when we're finished

talking with your husband.

Don't stray too far.

I set it up for you, Mama.

I made the tea for you.

Maybe after tea,

maybe there could be something

in there that we could eat, maybe.

If we finish this,

it would be really good.

Dadda will be back in any second.

He's maybe working.

Dadda will be here, I promise.

Hurry up, Dadda.

Don't worry.

Where are we going, Mama?

We're going back to

Partageuse, sweetheart.

Why are we leaving?

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