The Woman in Black 2: Angel of Death Page #3

You want a cup of tea?

You'll have to tell me then.

What's behind that smile?

It's just my way, how I cope.

- With the war?

- With everything.

Miss Parkins!

I think it's time we had

afternoon lessons, don't you?

Yes, of course.

Good day, Miss Parkins.

Your stories can be

about whatever you'd like.

Family, your home, a memory,

a faraway place.

Yes, Joyce?

Can we write about the people

that used to live in this...

No, no, not about that.

Edward, would you

come with me, please?

Can you tell me what happened

when the boys locked you in that room?

Is that where you found this?

You won't be in trouble.

You just have to tell me where you got it.

Please, Edward.

Who? Who told you not to tell?

It's very, very important

that you tell me.

You tell me.

This is important!

Did she tell you to say this to me?

- I reckon he saw a ghost.

- A ghost?

You did, didn't you, Edward?

- Was it your mommy?

- I reckon so.

- Leave him alone.

- Why? He's not your boyfriend.

I'm telling Miss Hogg

about all of you.

Leave him alone!

Stop being horrible.

- Were you in the cellar?

- A few minutes ago.

Not very pleasant, is it?

- You'll have some tea?

- Thank you.

You've taken quite a shine

to Flying Officer Burnstow.

I'll be careful. I know

what everyone says about pilots.

I don't think he's like that.

No, nor do I.

Reminds me of my husband.

Something about the eyes.

Was your husband called up?

Oh, we've been in the services

our whole lives.

Both army families.

Now our boys.

- I didn't know you had children.

- Well, they're not children.

That changed the day

they volunteered.

Do you have any photos?

- I know what they look like.

- But you must miss them.

Will you excuse me?

I'm sorry.

It's just we all have our ways

of coping. This is mine.

Well, I'm sure

they'll come back to you.

My husband teases me.

Says I'm the toughest soldier

he's ever met.

That he cuts his men more slack

than I do my pupils.

But our own worst enemy is ourselves.

Our fears, doubts.

Despair.

That's what'll destroy us.

Good night, Eve.

I hope you sleep better tonight.

Me too.

Come on.

Lost her baby

Died on Sunday

Seen on Monday

Who'll die next?

It must be you

Tom!

Tom!

- What's happening?

- Tom?

- Tom!

- Where are you?

Where's Tom?

I don't know.

He was gone when I woke up.

Come out now!

This isn't funny!

But I... I locked it.

Tom!

Tom!

Tom!

Tom!

Tom!

Tom!

Tom!

Tom.

Tom?

Jean!

Oh, no!

Last night

was a terrible accident,

but I know how good you all are

at coping with accidents

when they happen back home.

But you must understand

that even though

we came here to be safe,

that out in the countryside,

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