The Playground Page #6

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Get home to the

wife a lot sooner.

- Thanks. I appreciate it.

- Just remember.

Priest or no priest,

I wouldn't trust

faith over biology.

- I didn't catch your name.

- I killed them.

All the babies.

Still haven't caught

all the mothers.

I got some, but some got away.

Should slow them

down for a while.

- Thank you, my son.

You're doing good work

for the lord's house.

All of them, huh?

- Yes, father.

- How can you be sure?

- I swept all the eggs and

put them inside this bottle.

Something Mr.

Anderson showed me.

- What is that?

- Kills eggs.

Kills babies too.

I think that's actually

what it's meant to do.

- Where did you get that from?

- From Mr. Anderson's

hallway cabinet.

I can't really make out

the name of the drug.

I think Mrs. Anderson took this

right after they had both agreed

not to have the

baby in her stomach.

What is it, father?

- Nothing, it's...

Just so strange.

- Yeah, I thought so too.

They were talking

about how it's meant

to get rid of stomach ulcers.

- No, what's strange is that

Warren always asked me

to pray for his wife

so she can be fertile.

- Well father, I

got to get going.

The lunch today was great.

- Bless you child.

I'll see you tomorrow.

- Should I leave the

cleaning stuff here?

Or take it for tomorrow?

- No, you can leave it.

- Baby, I'm on my way back.

I should be there

by tomorrow night,

if nothing goes

wrong with the car.

I hope you're not giving father

Joseph too hard of a time.

He's a good man.

God bless him.

- I was thinking about

what you were saying.

About rushing into things.

I know this is a

big step for you,

but it's a big step for me too.

If we know we can

make each other happy,

I mean, doesn't that please god?

- My dear, you're not eating.

Do you not like it?

- No, of course not.

- I think when we're

officially married,

it'll be better for both of us.

Of course,

yours is going to have

to be annulled first.

Jill?

Open the door.

- I'm okay. Just go.

- No, please open the door.

- It hurts so much.

- Oh, dear god.

- It hurts so much.

- You're going to be okay.

- No, it's dead.

- It's gonna be okay.

- It's dead!

- Terrible thing, father.

What's she going to say

to her poor husband?

- He's not going to know.

She promised me.

- I hope I'm not speaking

out of place, father,

but do you really think she

can keep a secret like that

from her husband?

- She's divorcing him.

- Sure about that, father?

He seems like a pretty

dangerous fellow.

Those were prison

tattoos I saw on him.

- You never saw him.

How do you know that?

- Yes I have.

I saw him when he came and

gave confession one night.

I remember because

I was staying late

and that's the latest

I've seen anyone come

and give a confession.

- Dear god, what have I done?

- I'm sorry to see

you like this father.

I mean, I wish I

could stay with you

but I have to leave early today.

I found some dead rats

behind the kitchen.

I think they finally

went for that rat poison.

I had to mix it with

some of that good food

you gave me yesterday.

I told you, nobody

can resist your food.

Well, I'll see you tomorrow.

- Eat, my dear.

You lost a lot of blood.

You need your energy.

You know,

maybe it was a

blessing in disguise

being that the child would

have been born out of wedlock.

And if your husband would

have come home to a child

it would have made things for us

more difficult.

Of course, I know

you're not going

to say anything to him right?

I was thinking

maybe we shouldn't

mention anything

about us either.

Just for a while, until things

settle down for both of us.

Eat your food dear.

Is it hurting again?

I can get you some water.

It's probably just the pain

from last night resurfacing.

It'll go away.

- Father Joseph.

- You've arrived very late.

- I'm indebted to you.

I can't thank you enough.

- I'm not the one who

carries your debt.

- Where's Jill?

Where's my wife?

Father?

- She fell very ill.

There was not much I could do.

There was nothing you

left me to contact you by

and by the time

the physician came.

I'm sorry for your loss.

The lord giveth and...

Taketh.

Bless her soul.

- When did she?

- Three days ago.

There was a modest service.

Due to the difficult

situation I had been put in

I was forced to say

that she was a traveler

who needed food and

requested temporary shelter

and had no family.

- She had a family.

She would have met them.

- I've prepared her

things in her room,

where you may stay

tonight if you wish.

My dear, you're not eating.

It's going to be okay.

- It's dead!

- What? Who are you?!

- Get up!

- Why you doing this?

- Now!

Start digging.

- This is madness.

You disturbed the

dead, your own wife.

No.

Jack, your wife is dead.

There's no hope in this.

Oh lord!

Please forgive me!

I've become an

abomination to the church!

- Speak the truth.

- Help.

Help me.

I've been abducted

by a deranged man!

Please free me from this!

- And call the authorities?

- Wait.

Who are you? What

are you doing here?

- Who am I?

- Yes.

Why won't you show yourself?

Who are you?

- I'm the one who got

you into this mess

and I'm the only one

who can get you out.

- I don't know you.

You're mistaken.

- You sure about that, father?

- This is a dream.

No evil or demon can

penetrate the sanctity

of the house of the lord!

- Oh, it can get close enough.

- The husband of that

woman summoned you.

You have no quarrel with

me. Leave me in peace!

- I don't think you'd

want that, father.

That peace won't last long

once he gets done

digging up Mrs. Jill.

I thought you'd need a hand.

What can you do for me?

- I can free you.

- To what end?

Untying me isn't gonna change...

- Jack should die.

That is what you're suggesting.

And a wise suggestion.

There's no other way.

- What must I do?

- What's only natural

at this point.

Renounce the false keeper

for he has clearly

abandoned you,

for he keeps nothing

but an illusion.

Your devotion has

been in vain, Joseph.

For the only devotion

that exists now

is Jack's intent to kill you.

- What I may say

will not be entirely

with conviction.

- As is the story of your lives.

What matters now

is that you swear

your loyalty to me.

The one who brought

you to this condition

and the one who has the

true power to release you.

- I swear.

- The pact cannot be

made by words alone.

- I renounce Christ the lord

and to you I swear.

- You renounce him so easily

as if befitting

of your creation.

And it's I who must suffer

for providing him

that assessment.

I'm free of you.

I fear the one you've renounced.

Lord

of the worlds.

- Save me!

Get me out of here!

- Why did this happen to me?

I know that's what

you're thinking.

- I don't owe you anything.

I don't fear you.

- You say that

with a pointed gun.

- I have nothing to give you.

You've taken everything.

- I'm glad you recognize that.

Had you fulfilled our pact

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