The Light Between Oceans Page #3

And you still have a light inside of you.

I've seen it.

And it shines just as bright

as the stars in your sky.

Isabel,

I'm not too good with words.

Never have been.

I guess I never knew it was all right

to talk about the things I felt.

So, here it goes,

I'd love to show you

my island and my life.

And if you do decide to come,

I promise I will take care of you always.

And I'll do my very best

to be a good husband.

I hope you will like Janus

as much as I do.

Tom, when I first saw you,

I felt like I knew you,

and I couldn't stop

seeing my life with you.

And building a family together.

One that isn't stuck

in the pain of the past.

It's very pretty.

And so,

if you're asking me if my

proposition still stands...

then my answer is "yes."

"Yes. A thousand times, yes."

Please stand.

Have everybody's

attention, please!

I know I'm not in front of

my own school assembly now,

so I shall keep it short.

Tom.

Don't interrupt me, Tom.

Tom, it is clear to anyone who meets you

that you're talkative...

But you are also a very good man.

Now that's a relief because you have

the most precious thing in our lives.

Take good care of her.

Protect our little girl.

She's all we have.

And who knows?

Maybe, in the near future,

a new generation will come along.

So, here's to Isabel and Tom.

To Isabel and Tom!

Isabel and Tom!

There once was a swagman

Camped by a billabong

Under the shade of the coolibah tree

And he sang as he looked

At the waters and the meadows

Who'll come a-waltzing, Matilda

with me

Who'll come a-waltzing

Matilda, my darling

Who'll come a-waltzing, Matilda

with me

Waltzing Matilda

and needing a billabag

Who'll come a-waltzing, Matilda

with me

Who'll come a-waltzing

Matilda, my darling

Welcome to Janus.

You didn't tell me.

It came with the place.

Probably twice as old.

It doesn't play.

More of a relic.

Right now.

Concentrate.

You...

You make me...

You make me feel...

at peace.

Very strange.

- You look like a baby.

- Mmm.

Come on, big guy. Rufus.

Rufus. Come on.

You know Janus is where

the word January comes from.

Named after the same god

as this island.

He's got two faces, back to back.

Always looking both ways.

Torn between two ways

of seeing things.

January looks forward to the new year

and back to the old.

And this island looks in the direction

of two different oceans.

You're going to make our baby so clever.

How do you know it's just one?

Maybe it's twins. Or triplets.

Can you hear anything?

Are they talking yet?

They're saying I need

to carry their mum to bed

before the night gets too cold.

Mmm.

Storm looks like

it's not kidding around.

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