The Secret Scripture Page #4
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Come on,
she may drown.
Come on.
Row!
She's lost, Father.
- She's lost.
- Keep going, keep going.
She'll never
survive in this.
Keep going!
Father, is it your child?
We're going
on to them rocks.
Keep going, keep going!
Rose! Rose!
Rose!
Rose!
Jesus Christ.
She's killing the baby!
Rose!
Oh, my God.
My memories.
They took my memories.
Took my memories
with the electricity.
This is you?
Ah, yes, that's me.
What happened after
the baby was born?
He came out and he cried.
And I cut the umbilical cord
and he cried.
And what happened next?
Where's my cross?
The...
you know, for bravery
in the face of the enemy.
The... the cross.
Where did you get it?
From Michael.
Surname?
Michael McNulty.
Are you sure?
As sure, as sure,
as sure.
What did the baby
look like?
A boy.
A beautiful boy.
Do you think
I killed my baby boy
like everyone else?
No, I don't, Lady Rose.
You know,
there's a sickness...
There's a sickness
in people
that stops them
seeing the truth.
Oh, dear.
Anything you see
with love is the truth.
The rest is smoke.
Excuse me, girl.
You're a good listener.
Thanks.
Do you do intimate...
conversation?
Only if I have
two more of those.
So, what's your story,
doctor?
My mother loved me
to the point of insanity.
Talked so much she'd take
all the air out of the room.
And my father
was a man of few words.
That meant
"Make the tea. "
That meant
"Sweep the floor. "
That meant,
"Help me, I'm dying. "
He's lying on the floor
and he's trying
to tell me something.
He's like,
"Your mother... "
I said, "Loved me?"
And he's like...
And he's pointing
to himself,
so I said,
"You love me?"
And he's like...
There was always
something missing, you know?
The Archbishop loves
to take a walk down here.
The other side, of course.
Why'd they ask for me?
I don't know.
I was just asked
to pick you up
and bring you back.
She's awake!
She drowned the baby.
It is really
the priest's baby?
Men.
You poor thing.
The poor thing.
Can I see him?
Your baby's
in a better place.
What do you mean?
Your baby's dead.
No.
- Yes.
- No, no.
Shh.
Shh, shh, shh.
You're home now.
I want my baby.
Shh, shh, shh.
Shh.
We'll take care of you.
We'll take care
of you now.
My name is Rose McNulty.
I did not kill my child.
My name is Rose McNulty.
- Orderlies, hold her.
- I did not kill my...
- My name is Rose McNulty.
- Mouth guard.
- I did not kill my child.
- Come on, get it in there.
Hold her.
Hold her still.
Hello, my love.
Have you come
to take me home?
I have.
Michael's dead, Rose.
They killed him.
What are you
talking about, Michael?
Michael's dead.
Have you come
to take me home?
No, Rose. No, Rose.
Listen to me.
- Michael's dead.
- Michael.
Rose, he's dead.
Tell Rose I love her,
and that I was
thinking of her.
No.
- No.
- They killed him.
- I'm sorry.
- No.
No, no.
Father, it's time to go.
No.
I'm sorry.
Father, I have my orders.
Stephen. Stephen.
Don't... Don't leave me.
It's okay. It's okay.
It's all right.
It's okay, Rose.
I'm sorry.
- I'm sorry, Rose.
- Michael.
- No, no, no, no.
- Michael.
No, no, no.
No, Rose.
Take me home, Michael.
- It's okay.
- Michael.
- Orderlies.
- Rose, Rose, Rose.
Orderlies!
It's okay.
It's all right.
It's all right.
It's all right, Rose.
What are you doing?
- Look at me. Look at me.
- Where's Michael?
- Where's Michael?
- What?
You killed him!
- You killed him!
- Orderlies.
- You killed him!
- Rose, Rose, Rose!
- Okay, Father.
- No, get back.
You killed him!
What did you do with him?
Where's Michael?
- You killed him!
- Rose, stop that! Stop that!
You killed... You...
Okay, it's all right.
Look at me.
It's okay.
It's all right.
Okay, Rose?
Just...
Let's sit down, okay?
Okay.
It's all right.
It's okay.
Michael.
- No, you killed him!
- Restrain her.
Orderlies! Nurse!
Go back to your beds.
We have her now.
Rose. Rose!
I committed my memories
to the Book of Rose.
They became me,
and I became them.
My secret scripture...
and me.
There's no difference.
I accept now
that Michael is dead.
I don't accept my son
is dead.
This has left a hole
in my heart
that can only be filled
if my son comes
to claim me.
Dr. Grene.
Listen, you don't have
to sit here all night,
you know.
Take yourself off
for a sleep somewhere else.
- Go on.
- Tell me,
is there
a committal report?
Yeah, of course.
- I'll leave it out for you.
- Okay. Thanks.
You're thinking
too much here.
I mean, the transport's
going to be here
at midday tomorrow,
so she has to go.
She has no family.
Nobody's going to come
and claim her.
Just talk to her.
Explain it to her.
Make it easy for her.
You've read
the sergeant's version
- of events?
- Yeah.
Two stories.
Which do you believe?
I believe her.
Surprise, surprise.
Are you okay, Rose?
Oh.
I dreamed I found my son.
Caitlin, can you read
that passage again?
"There were no calendars
or clocks in our babies' home,
so we would not know
our babies' birth date.
My baby was born
after the late daffodils,
when the apple blossoms
were in bloom. "
What's your birthday?
Depends on who you ask.
My mother said
the first of May.
My father said the second.
Take a look at this.
What the hell's
going on here?
The transport
will be here shortly.
If you don't move,
we'll have to sedate you.
Why, Dermot? Tell me why?
It's the church, Stephen.
It's just the church.
"Dear Stephen,
I've been your dad
for 40 years,
and I've loved you
all your life.
You were given to me
and Margaret as a baby.
A godsend,
and you have
enriched our lives.
We were told your mother
was dead by Father Gaunt. "
Father Gaunt, where are you?
"When he came to us
later in his life
and told us the truth... "
Father? Father?
"... he was a deeply
troubled man.
I'm sorry that I could
never tell you myself.
Your dad,
Martin Thomas Grene.
P.S. This medal belonged
to your real father,
a brave man. "
Michael sent you,
didn't he?
He did.
Let's go.
Where to?
Home.
Home.
Have you come
to take me home?
I have.
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Submitted on August 05, 2018
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