Miss Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children Page #3
Kev's just getting our suite ready.
While we are waiting, I thought
maybe we could go check out the beach.
I thought we'd go to
the Children's Home.
Is the beach where the bird's nest?
I... I thought we could
check it out real quick.
I could go to the home by myself.
And you can, really take your time.
I enjoy it.
Come on, Jakey.
You know your mom would freak.
What if we can find
someone to take me?
Hey, dudes.
- Dad!
- I got this.
I was just wondering if any of you guys
might be interested in taking my son
here, to the other side
of the island.
And what are your names?
I am Worm, this is M.C. Dirty D.
M.C. Dirty Business.
- No!
No. You did remember?
When Lou said M.C. Dirty Business
made this sound like cracked trousers.
Yeah.
But she said it sounded
like a personal hygiene problem.
Wait, are these like nicknames or...
Stage names. We're the sickest
rappers here in Wales.
Come on, Worm,
show this shank how it's done.
What? Now?
# I like to get wrecked up
down at the Priest Hole. #
# Your dad's always there
'cause he's on the dole. #
# All my rhymes is tight,
yeah I make it look easy. #
# All beats are hot
like chicken jalfrezi! #
Oh yeah, now, it's... it is good.
- Should we take the shortcut, D.
- We'll get there quicker.
Take it from me.
- What? Down here?
- Yeah.
This way?
Is this even the way
to the Children's home?
No use crying over a lost shoe, boy.
The Children's Home...
What... what happened to it?
The German navy bombed
fell right on the roof.
September the 3rd, 1943.
Where... where did they go after it?
The Headmistress and the children?
Not one survivor.
Poor little buggers...
and they were lovely too.
Why didn't he tell us
that they all died?
He leaves to join the army and three months
later everyone he knows gets killed?
Not even grandpa can turn
that into a bedtime story.
No wonder he was scared
at being a dad.
Being close to anyone.
Listen.
If you need to talk about
all this with someone, buddy
we should call Dr. Golan.
Do you mind if I go hang out
They asked.
Yeah. That's awesome.
Abe?
You're Emma.
And the twins.
And Olive.
Bronwyn.
He's Millard.
You are dead.
All of you. You're all dead.
He is... he is invisible.
That is... He's still dead.
None of us are dead.
Oh my God. Am I dead?
No.
You called me Abe,
in the house. Why?
You looked like him.
Just for a moment.
Before you started screaming,
running away and concussing yourself.
Wait, what's happening?
We are waiting until the coast is clear
before we go into the loop.
You never know
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