The Thorn Birds: The Missing Years Page #3

and drill that damn well myself.

No, Meggie, that's men's work.

So is running this place. Ive

been doing quite well at that.

-Isn't right. Your brothers should

be here. -They're not.

Bob and Jack are fighting

a war in New Guinea...

so Im afraid running

Drogheda's up to me...

whether you like it or not.

Why bother? We don't

even own this place.

-It belongs to the Church.

-That's why we have to take care of it.

My daddy would find

water if he was here.

The only liquid your father could find

would be the beer at the nearest pub.

Im sorry, Justine.

I didn't mean that.

Yes, you did. You always do.

lf you hated him so much,

why did you marry him?

-Justine.

-Ill take care of her, Mom.

You must guard your tongue, Meggie.

That girl shouldn't grow up believing

her father is the devil incarnate.

-Why not? It's true.

-Then she has a point.

lf it's true, why did you marry him?

-Mom, it's old ground.

-Not to her.

And what's Dane to think?

-I mean, Luke isn't even his real father.

-He'll hear you!

No, he doesn't.

lf anyone knew, it would destroy

Father Ralph's position in the Church.

Mom, Luke isn't here.

Ralph isn't here. Im

Dane's mother and father...

-and that is all he need ever know.

-And you don't think blood will out?

That boy already has his heart

set on becoming a priest...

-just like his father.

-He's a child, he'll grow out of it.

I hope so. Otherwise, you'll

lose him to God as well.

Please...

just let it rain.

Dear God, please bring some

rain to stop the drought.

And God bless Justine,

and Grandma Fee...

and Uncle Jack, and Mommy...

and a very special blessing

for my daddy, wherever he is.

Amen.

Right, into bed.

Do you miss your father, Dane?

Well, I don't know him,

so I can't really miss him.

-I miss not having a daddy, though.

-Yeah, I know.

-Justine thinks you hate him.

-Hate?

That's a very strong

word, my darling.

-I don't hate your daddy.

-Do you think he'll ever come back here?

Why? Aren't I enough for you?

Yes. You're the best

mommy in all the world.

Yeah, you say that now,

but you know, one day...

you're going to meet

a beautiful girl...

you're going to fall in love...

get married, and

have lots of babies...

and then she'll be the

best mommy in all the world.

No, Im going to be a priest.

Priests don't get married.

You are much too young to be

thinking about things like that.

Why? Would you mind?

No, not if it's what

you really wanted.

But it's a big decision to make.

Wait until you're much, much older.

-All right. Night, Mom.

-Good night, my darling.

Sleep tight.

-Don't let the bedbugs bite.

-Don't let the bedbugs bite.

Good night.

What on earth are you doing?

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