Wake Wood Page #3

She was our only child.

When she was born, it didn't go well.

I can't have any more.

I know this is

a terrible time for you, but...

...I need to ask you

if we can use your husband's remains

to help bring her back.

- You don't know what you're asking.

- No, you're right. I don't.

But I need to see her again.

You live in Wakewood now, don't you?

But it's not part of you.

You're just visiting maybe.

I can't imagine what that's like.

We're all born here.

Mrs O'Shea,

we're very happy in Wakewood.

Stand up for me.

- No, it's not right.

- What?

I don't know what it is,

but it's not right. I won't do it.

Peggy, they have to ask.

You're upset.

There is something I don't like.

They have to ask you,

but you have to be amenable, Peggy.

That's the only way this can continue.

Do you not want

to see Mick yourself, hm?

You wouldn't deny me Mick's return.

They need your help.

You'll need to provide a relic of Alice

for the ritual.

[Patrick] Like what?

In this case,

we're close to the time limit.

Her favourite teddy?

The relic needs to be

more closely connected. A lock of hair.

[Louise]

We don't have anything like that.

Whatever you provide,

it needs to be personal to Alice.

In a corporal, physical way.

Very much so.

D'you understand?

[Thunder]

[Patrick] You think Peggy knows?

You're ready?

[Louise grunting]

You're very welcome.

Come.

[Motor starts]

We have to crush his thorax first.

In times past,

they did this with a lump hammer.

Right, that'll do!

Patrick, lend a hand.

Now we cut the spinal cord.

You do it for me, would you, Patrick?

We need the relic.

Very good.

On the wild wind thee fly,

'tween this world and the next,

from that twilight realm

you see o'er your perch

the trials of the living

and the wake of the dead.

Help us now call Alice,

and bring her here for three days

and afterwards return.

Go to the trees. Lie among the roots.

Go to the trees. Lie among the roots.

Take these hands.

[All] Alice.

- Take these bones.

- [All] Alice.

- Take this heart.

- [All] Alice.

And, Alice, take these eyes.

Bring him down.

Now we need living blood.

Female blood would be better.

Cut me.

[Arthur] Come, come.

Stand back, stand back.

Feel now the power of transformation

course through your true selves.

Look away, look away!

Avert your gaze!

Here she comes. Here she comes.

Here she comes.

Here she comes. Here she comes.

Here she comes.

Oh, my baby. Oh, my baby.

My baby. Alice.

[Louise] Your hair's grown so long.

I had such a strange dream.

It's over now.

- Her eyes are brown.

- Yeah, Mick had brown eyes.

- Where's Alice?

- Getting dressed.

- Hey, sweetie.

- Did you sleep well?

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