The Daisy Chain Page #3

- [screaming]

- Come on now, Daisy.

Daisy, stop it now.

Daisy,

you're all right.

Daisy, stop it!

- Please, just leave her.

- [screams]

- Daisy, it's Martha.

Come on, Daisy.

Daisy, it's Martha.

Come on.

Daisy, come on.

Come on.

[whispering]

That's it, good girl.

I mean, maybe, you know,

she could stay

just for a couple of days

while you get

a foster family for her?

- I'll have to speak

to my team leader but, yeah,

maybe for a couple of days

till she's settled,

but I'll be back for her.

Here's my card

if you need to contact me.

- All right, thanks.

- No one's going to hurt you.

[door clicks shut]

Okay?

You're safe.

- [over radio]

Hopefully shining some light

on what seems to be

a very common...

[tires squealing]

[tires screech]

[tires squealing]

[metal crashing,

glass shattering]

[haunting music]

- There was no sign of her

in the house,

not even a toy.

Looks like

she's been living in the shed.

Has she said anything

about what happened?

- She hasn't said a word.

Do you think

it was an accident?

- Petrol all over the place.

Would have gone up

like a bomb.

One of them could

have caught fire.

The other one

tries to help.

They catch fire too.

But what really bothers me

is why they built it

in a fairy ring.

- It wouldn't

mean anything to them.

- Yeah, but, Tomas,

they could have built it

anywhere.

And on Halloween night...

- [screaming]

- I'm going

to take her home, okay?

- One of us should stay.

- No, we love Daisy.

Smile at Daisy

like you smile at Martha.

Yeah.

- Tell Martha I sorted it,

though.

I bought only the best.

- [squeals]

Mine, my doll, mine!

- That's grand, thanks.

- Give me it.

Give it.

Give it!

It's mine.

- Oh.

Daisy?

Will you give the doll

back to Eva?

- Eva, love,

give Daisy the doll.

You promise to look after him,

don't you, Daisy?

- Say thank you, Daisy.

- Come on, Eva.

[baby doll crying]

- So what shall we call him?

[scissors snipping]

Shall we call him

Murgatroyd?

[giggles]

No?

Bertie?

No.

I like Eddie.

Shall we call him Eddie?

Okay.

I think it's time for Eddie

to have a sleep now.

Put Eddie to bed?

Good night, Eddie.

[baby doll cries]

Would you

like to tuck him in?

Here, there you go.

His new blanket.

Oh, no.

No, we mustn't do that.

If you look, the baby needs

to be able to breathe,

so we pull the blanket back down

and tuck him in.

He can breathe now.

I'm going to have a baby.

Feel my tummy.

Baby's saying,

"Hello, Daisy."

[man speaking indistinctly

over radio]

- Well, how long did they say

they're going to be?

- They didn't say.

- Yeah, okay,

we'll see.

- Easy there

with that rope, Jack.

Slowly, slowly, slowly.

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