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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

needed to get away.

This is perfect for you.

And taking advantage of them?

No, you just been paid to babysit...

the doll.

You should see the

way they talk to it.

Yes, its a little creepy, but

its only for a few months.

You can handle this.

Greta, you need this money.

- Start over. Forget what happened.

- Youre right.

- Youre gonna be okay.

- Right.

- What?

- Its Cole.

Hes been calling non-stop.

He even came by the house, he

scared Morgan half-to-death.

- Whatd you tell him?

- Nothing.

And Im not going to

tell him anything.

I guess he doesnt care about

the restraining order.

- Okay. Dont engage, dont...

- Okay.

If he asks tell him you

dont know where I am.

- I know, I know.

- You know that, sorry.

I cant stand to see

you get hurt again.

No!

How could you? What

have you done?

Wait till I tell daddy.

Mommy must go now.

You have to be a good boy.

Because you promised us.

I apologize for the

rush, Miss Evans.

Its so long since weve been on

holiday and were anxious to be off.

Besides Brahms seems so...

so fond of you.

I only wish we had

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