The Legend of Lucy Keyes Page #3

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Gotta find the stone marker.

Dad, I found it.

Let's see...

This is it.

Daddy, what are you doing?

I'm marking the boundaries

of our territory, honey.

The animals mark the boundaries

of their territory with their scent.

That's gross.

Come in.

-See that way up there?

-Yeah.

That's where daddy's going

to build his windmills.

-Cool.

-Yeah, it is cool.

Come on, let's go.

Lucy, come on!

-What's that?

-Nothing.

What are you doing?

Molly, Lucy, c'mon down.

Coming.

-Did Lucy see it too?

-No, I don't think so.

-Why? Did she say anything to you?

-What was it doing there anyway?

-What are we having?

-Pork chops.

What have you been doing

all alone up there, sweetheart?

-Playing with my friend.

-What friend?

-This isn't Pork Chops.

-No it isn't, Daddy's a funny guy.

-Shut-up, Lucy.

-We do not say shut-up in this house.

Lucy!

Mom, did you know that animals

mark their territory with their pee?

They do? Who told you that?

-It's natural.

-No, it's not.

Your father is crazy.

Yes, completely crazy.

And Lucy is too.

-Molly!

-Hey, knock it off with the French.

It's fun!

I don't understand any one of you.

Stop speaking French!

-I'll not listen to you anymore.

-How's the food?

Molly!

Hello?

Who's there?

Hello?

She's back.

Don't you hear her?

She's out there.

Wake up! Wake up!

I've heard something.

-What did you hear?

-A voice. Something in the woods.

-What voice?

-I don't know. I went to check.

The door was slamming

in the barn

and it was like...

like a woman's voice.

I think it was Gretchen Caswell.

What?

It's so late, honey.

Go back to bed.

-She scared the sh*t out of me.

-I'm sure she did.

Oh, God!

Oh, my God!

Nice to see some new faces.

-I'm Gretchen Caswell.

-I'm Guy Cooley.

I hope I didn't upset your wife

at the coffee shop the other day.

Well, you did as a matter of fact.

I'm sorry,

but I was trying to make a point.

Samantha Porter doesn't take

this situation seriously,

but she should and so should you.

This land should be left alone.

What a beautiful child!

-Lucy...

-Thank you.

Come on, Molly.

Lucy!

Come on!

-How's it going?

-Fine.

Mommy!

What stinks?

I'm not really sure, honey.

Bet it's Lucy.

Hey, knock it off.

Mommy, we saw a funny lady

at church today.

-Really?

-She had white hair.

-Was it Caswell?

-Yes.

She's harmless.

She just against the project.

Wanna come to church next time?

You haven't been

since Anna's funeral.

No, I'm not really ready... yet.

It's just a community thing.

It would look better if you came.

Don't push me, Guy.

I'm going to get out of these

clothes. You want to help me?

Of course not.

Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

-Hi.

-What are you doing here?

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