Getting hungry?
- Girl: No, not yet! - No? Oh?
It would be nice if we could find a little stream.
Come on, dad, let's have a race.
All right. Here we go then.
- Oh, Sam, you're so heavy. - Girl: You can't catch us, dad.
Come on, I'm winning!
I won! I won! I won! I'm faster than you.
Well done.
Where's mummy?
I'll have a look.
Mummy?
Katie?
We met on the walk, dad.
Not in bed yet?
No, but the others are.
Hello, I'm Alan.
How do you do?
Very well, thank you.
Where's my wife?
She's doing the drinks.
Nice to see you. Excuse me.
Hello.
Who is she?
She just turned up.
You saw me talking to her on the walk.
I couldn't just say bugger of.
How did she find us? What does she want?
Well, we're not exactly unknown in the village, are we?
Just asked around, I suppose.
She won't stay long.
Move the ashtray, darling, for mummy, will you?
You did say orange juice, didn't you?
Yes.
I'm feeding our youngest, so it's the joys of ginger ale for me.
At least it makes you burp.
Do you live around here?
No, I'm with friends.
Alan: Oh.
Kate". Down from London?
Oh, no, not the city.
Ah, well, quite a warm evening.
You've promised to take yourself off to bed, haven't you?
Oh, no, yet, the sun hasn't gone to bed.
It's just going to. It told me.
- Oh, no. - Oh, yes.
All right.
Off you go then. Quickly.
- Good night. - Night night.
Is this your first you're expecting?
Oh, no, I have others.
Not many people seem to want several.
It's not always a question of wanting, is it?
Oh, I don't know.
How's it going? Alan's an Illustrator.
I prefer working in the winter to the summer.
Nothing else to do then.
I don't do a thing in the winter.
Except go south.
Kate: Oh? Where do you go?
Anywhere warm.
Alan: Not absolutely everybody can, can they?
Kate: We have four children. How many have you got?
How many?
- Quite a few. - ( chuckles )
- Really? - ( thunder rumbles )
You don't look old enough to have--
I'll just check the others.
Well, I must go and tuck in the brood. You'll excuse me, won't you?
Quite comfortable?
I won't be a minute. Sam wants another drink.
Christ, what a creature. When is she going?
About Christmas, by the look of it.
We'll have to ask her to supper next.
You know, it's strange.
When I was talking to her out there, I handed her the baby,
you know, to hold.
It was as if she'd never held a baby before.
At any rate, she seemed completely uninterested.
Perfectly normal, surely. It wasn't her kid.
Not to a mother.
Who the hell's she staying with?
She said the cottage behind the white house up there.
Didn't know there was one.
I'll drive you home.
No, please, I can easily walk. It's not far.
The rain has stopped.
It's suppertime. Of course I must take you.
Oh, your shawl.
Bye-bye. Did you not have a bag or something?
She mustn't leave anything behind.
You wait here while I go and fetch the car.
What's the matter?
We must get her into the spare room.
- What? - God, it's obvious.
- Come on, ring for an ambulance. - Can you manage?
Yes, I can manage, but hurry.
- It's dead. - Are you sure?
Of course I'm sure.
You'd better fetch Dr. Collins.
I suppose I had. What an extraordinary thing.
- Well, go, get on with it. - ls the baby in a hurry then?
Yes, darling they don't always wait.
( Gasping softly )
I mean, what a lunatic girl. I am sorry, really.
Well, natural child birth.
The done thing these days, to have them at home.
Well, I wish she hadn't chosen my home. The house is full enough already.
Well, you can always boot her out in the morning.
Some hope.
Kate". Now, push.
Push. Now push harder.
Keep pushing.
Come on. I can see its head.
Now push.
Come on, harder.
Push.Push. It's coming.
There!
- It's wonderful! - ( baby crying )
She's in the spare room at the end here.
It's a girl.
( Chuckles ) Well, you don't seem to need me.
Congratulations, Kate.
May I have a cigarette?
Dr. Collins: Certainly not.
Well, I think we betterjust give you a bit of check-over, see how you are.
(crying )
- Do you know something? - What?
That girl, she's gone.
What do you mean?
She's nowhere there. She's gone.
Well, how so? What about the baby?
You poor thing.
You poor wee thing.
Extraordinary, huh?
Come on. Yes.
You hungry thing.
Come on, then. There.
Perhaps she's gone for a walk or something.
She can't have disappeared altogether.
There, you hungry thing.
The police around here seem hopeless.
I cannot believe that nobody saw the girl leave,
even though it was early.
Old Tapper saw her.
Old Tapper sees everything whether he sees it or not.
Can I have a drink, please, dad?
But nobody here remembers her taking a taxi or thumbing a lift.
Doesn't make sense just to disappear like that.
Well, I'm convinced we'll never see her again.
Either way, they're not going to take the child away, are they?
Put Bonnie in care when she's got a mother already?
I'm her mother. I just have to be.
Maybe that's why nature gave me two breasts and not one.
Oh, she's Mother Earth, all right.
Who'd have thought she was ever whiz kid TV girl?
We haven't even got a TV.
How I'm going to educate them all, I don't know.
Oh, we'll manage. You know we will.
Provided I don't go out of fashion or something.
I'm brilliant this year, but what about next?
Who called her Bonnie?
I did because of her bonnie blue eyes.
I'll drink t0 that.
Well, I must be off, leave you to feed the masses.
- Charles, stay for lunch. - Oh, I can't, I'm afraid.
Well, come next weekend then.
Well, yes, if you twist my arm hard enough.
We'd love to see you.
Davy, say goodbye to the doctor. Come on, Davy.
Bye-bye. Bye-bye.
( Children chattering )
( bird chirps )
You'd better bugger off South, mate. Winter's coming.
( Door opens )
Alan...
it's Matthew, I--
Oh, God.
I think he's dead.
Careful on the stairs, will you?
Surely it must make you feel happier?
It does. It does.
Then you mustn't be sad.
Don't, mummy. Bonnie's ours now.
You're her own mother. No one can take her away anymore.
I know. I know. I am happy.
It's just difficult to forget.
I know.
But we're all going to be happy again.
Everything's fine.
We've got our Bonnie.
Oh, she's a godsend.
She's a darling.
( Cow moos )
Dad, I've got three bites on my leg.
- Oh, yeah? - Oh...
Is that for me, darling?
You're a good girl.
Where did Lucy get to?
- Oh, she's always going off. - Can I have another banana?
Kate: No, you've one already. Here, have a biscuit if you want.
Alan: Come on freckles, up you get.
(grunts)
- He's going to be big. - Is he?
- He's going to be tall. - He's going to be a midget.
Stop, Alan, you'll make him sick. Stop!
Lucy". Help! Help!
- Oh, my God. - Stay here. Look after Bonnie.
Sam, stay with the others!
Alan!
Help me!
Please!
Mummy! Mummy!
- Lucy, don't move. - Help me!
- Stay exactly where you are. - Alan--
- Mummy! - Lucy, daddy will get you down.
There's a good girl.
Carefully now.
I can't. I can't.
Yes, you can. Don't worry, it's all right.
Just working you down. That's it.
- Oh, no! - There's a good girl.
- No!
There's a good girl.
That's my girl.
All right? You got her?
I've got you, darling. It's all right. There.
Oh, you silly girl.
You are a nut.
I got a bit dizzy. And my arm hurts.
Oh, come on, we'll go and make it--
we'll go and make it better, silly girl.
Well done, you two.
- Where is Davy and Bonnie? - I don't know, mummy.
Davy?!
Sam, you were with him.
No, I left them.
Alan.
Help your ma pack up.
Don't worry, I'll fetch them, wherever they are.
Davy?
Davy!
Davy!!
Davy!
Davy! Bonnie!
Davy!
Bonnie!
- Bonnie. - ( Bonnie crying)
Kate: Bonnie!
(crying ) I want to go home!
Oh, why did Davy leave you?
I told Davy to stay with-- ( gasps ) Davy!
Where the hell is Davy?
Kate". You all right?
Yes.
(crying )
Those scratches on Bonnie's wrists,
Davy was obviously trying to save her.
Yes.
Alan...
you mustn't bear resentment against Bonnie.
I won't.
Don't cry.
Man". Mr. Marlowe?
Well, I think it's rather effective that he goes away to nothing here.
It's, uh...
It's what?
There's not much point in you employing me if you take the originality out of it.
How many are there to be in the series?
That depends on the success of the first two,
if we're satisfied with the ideas coming to an agreement on the final work.
Well, it's rather a new line for me.
We, uh, heard about your loss.
Mrs. Marlowe's photo--
Yes, she was well-known.
Poor Kate.
Bonnie, did you break this?
No.
Where's Sam?
In his tree house.
Sam?
Hello, meet Charleston.
Perhaps he broke this, yes?
- What, mummy? - Did you break it, Sam?
No, I'm making my house.
Luce is at school. It must have been either you or Bonnie.
I didn't do it, mummy.
Are you lying to me, Sam?
Sam's been behaving so badly these last weeks.
Has he?
I think he's jealous of Bonnie. He keeps blaming her for everything.
Like what?
He says when he's playing, she's always interfering,
says she hurts him.
How could she? She's just a shrimp.
( Bonnie squeals ) No! No!
No! Don't!
Sam!
How could you? She's just a baby.
She hurt me. Bonnie hurt me.
Rubbish, don't lie. How could she hurt you?
She's half your size.
- She hurt me, she pulled my hair-- - I don't want to hear any more about it.
Look at this. Why did you do it?
Bonnie did it.
Bonnie?
Sam, you're lying.
Now go to your room and stay there until you decide to tell the truth.
There, Bonnie, never mind. You're a brave girl.
What's that you've got behind your back?
Aren't you going to tell me?
All right, keep your little secret.
Come on, it's time to eat.
Come on, you promised to play a game.
No, I'm not going to.
I'm going to stay here, and you're going to stay with me.
( Bell rings )
Love you.
Wish you allowed me to climb trees, too.
Come on, mummy, let's play a game.
- Oh, the game! - Oh, come on then,
Come on, all of you, come on. What do you want to play?
- Let's play hide and seek. - Right, hide and seek.
Let's play another game. Don't like hide and seek.
Oh, Sam.
I want to stay with you.
We all have to be separate.
I don't want to play.
Well, if you want to spoil it.
- I'll be it. - Me, me.
No, not you, you can't count. Daddy, you be it, and we'll all hide.
- Okay, off you go. - Go on, off you go.
- Come on, Bonnie! - One, two, three...
four, five, six...
seven, eight, nine, ten...
11, 12, 13, 14...
15,16,17,18...
19,191/2...
19 3/4... 20!
Here I come!
Look out, I'm an ogre!
( Growls )
' B00!
Oh, very good, well-hidden.
Oh, I feel so happy suddenly.
So haPPY-
Alan, I must go see to the cake.
I'll come with you. I want you.
Don't be mad.
Got three other children to find.
Lucy". Ready!
There's your cue.
Lucy Locke“?
I shall find you.
Lucy Lockett... I shall find you.
The ogre's approaching nearer and nearer.
I'm going to have you for supper with brandy sauce
and plenty of garlic.
And I'll throw the stringy bits to the dogs.
- Hah! . ( squeals and giggles )
Alan: You look for Sam, I'll find Bonnie.
Where are you? I shall put you in the pot.
Bonnie Blue...
where are you?
- ( Giggles ) - Little Bonnie Blue so true, so true!
( laughs ) Bonnie's caught!
I found Bonnie. Now where is Sam?
You must help me find him.
(grunts)
Hey, your blue ribbon's gone.
Look for mummy.
Perhaps she's with Sam somewhere.
- Let's look for them. - Okay.
Sammy!
Kate: Here's the cake. It's all ready.
Alan: Haven't got Sam yet.
Kate: You've been playing for ages.
Nan: Come on, you help look.
Sam?
Sammy, come on, it's time to cut the cake.
Sam, Sam? Don't hide anymore.
Sam, are you up there?
( Bell rings )
Where on Earth is he?
He must have...
Sam, come on, we want to talk to you.
- Did he have any pocket money? - No idea.
- He may have gone to the shop. - He's not allowed to alone.
- He may have done. - I can't find him anywhere.
Stay here, all of you.
Sam?
Sam, are you in here?
Sam?
( Church bell tolling in distance )
( liquid pours )
You mustn't think about it, mummy.
Mrs. Ribbenschool says we'll meet them one day.
May I have some milk, please?
Pick up the letters for mummy.
Thank you, darling.
Man: "The police know a thing or two. Don't think they don't.
People are smarter than you think.
There's a lot of talk, and not without reason.
Why don't you own up?"
How can people write such things?
How can they?
You've got to snap out of it, Kate. You've just got to.
What can I say?
How can I help you?
How the hell do you think I feel?!
You must go back to work, Kate.
You used to enjoy your life in TV and all that.
Me work?
Don't be funny.
I don't want that.
I just want my children.
I think you should get away.
We talked. In fact, we talked right around it.
Kate can't make up her mind.
Anyway, I won't be able to work. I can't even work here.
Well, sometimes I can.
In fact, it's the only thing.
If it's money, I could--
No, no, I have--
Thanks, that's good. but I have enough.
Daddy, please come! There's a man at home, and mummy's crying!
- What man? - I don't know!
- Could you look after her? - Yeah.
There's no need get upset. I mean, I'm sure you've got everybody--
- What's going on? - I've asked him to leave three times.
My wife has asked you to leave three times.
Yeah, well, I've got a duty to my readers--
Just bugger off, will you?! You can see she's had enough!
Well, your wife was a personality once, wasn't she?
- I mean, people remember-- - I'll give you the count of three.
Now, look, see here, Mr. Marlowe--
It's time you went.
- You can't do that, I could-- - Go on! Go!
You haven't heard the last of this, I'll tell you!
( Sobbing )
Let's leave. Please.
Don't worry, it'll be all right.
No!! It won't!!
It won't! I want to go, please!
- Katie-- - Alan! Please!
Oh, come on, it'll be all right.
(screaming ) No! No! No!
Alan! Alan, please!
Please! ( sobs )
( speaks indistinctly )
Your elephant could have gone behind a tree
rather than walking off the page there.
Lucy". Perhaps he could have gone there.
Need to be a little smaller, though, wouldn't he, to get there.
( door opens )
( sternly ) Lucy, you said you'd help me.
I will, mummy, I will. In a minute.
Now, please.
Oh, let her be. At least she's happy.
Anyway, it's Bonnie's bedtime. Come on.
Mummy, I don't want to sleep--
Stop whining! Up to bed now!
Kate: Bonnie seems a bit nervous. She's been fractious for days.
Alan: Has she?
Kate: You're out. You haven't noticed.
I think I'll sleep in their room, I'll sleep in Bonnie's bed.
You don't mind?
Nan: As long as she doesn't think it'll always happen.
Kate". No. Just tonight.
Alan: It's already becoming a habit.
(whispers ) Katie, are you awake?
- Katie. - Shh.
She's only just got off.
Well, slip away. Come and join me.
No, I'd better not.
( "God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen" playing )
Okay.
Oh, mummy, you look lovely in the candlelight.
Please tonight. It's been so long.
Choir: ( singing ) Comfort and joy
O tidings of comfort and jo-o-y
I do love you.
Bonnie: Mummy?
Mummy!
Mummy?
Please wait. Wait, please.
( Urgently ) Mummy.
I'm sorry, Alan. I must go to her, I'm sorry.
She can't seem to settle.
I said she could stay with us just for a little while.
Come on.
- You haven't turned the light out. - No, leave it for Bonnie.
She wants you to herself.
No.
It's just the Christmas thing.
She wants to be near you, too.
Mummy.
What's the grin for?
I've got something to show you. This way please, ma'am.
- Just a minute, Alan. - Hurry up.
Okay.
In here.
Do you remember you said I was to clear the junk room?
Oh...
Oh, Alan.
Oh...
What a transformation.
A small present.
Oh, I forgot.
Anniversary.
I know you have a typewriter, but it's for signing the contracts.
Oh, it's lovely.
Oh, Alan, how did you do it all?
When you weren't looking.
But you knew I was up to something, didn't you?
( Doorbell rings )
Mrs. Taverner's at the door.
Oh, sod Mrs. Taverner.
- ( Doorbell rings ) - Come on. She's got Bonnie.
Here she is then, clamoring to get in.
Oh, I'm so sorry. What time is it? I was working.
Oh, it does not matter a little bit.
Mummy, my head hurts.
A little bit fractious today. I think she's sickening for something.
Oh, thank you Mrs. T, you are good.
- Oh, see you tomorrow then. - Lovely.
- All right? Bye-bye, Bonnie. - Say goodbye.
Bye.
Come and have a little sleep.
Sit down, let me see you.
Come on, take this off.
I'll get the thermometer for you.
Open, under your tongue.
She keeps asking for you, you know.
I keep telling her mumps can be very bad for a grown-up man.
She can't fathom why I can see her and you can't.
She's too young to understand what sterility is, surely.
You told me not to underestimate her and tell her the truth.
Yes, I did.
Well...
Go back to sleep. Why not?
I was hoping you'd say that.
What about the shopping?
It's Sunday.
Thank God.
She does miss you all the same.
( Typewriter clacking )
Alan... Alan?
Alan.
Feeling better?
Yes.
I can't hear you very well.
Lie on your back.
Can you hear me now?
Yes, quite clearly.
You may have a little deafness in one ear, quite common.
It should improve.
Still got a lot of pain down below?
Oh, not a doubt that'll improve as well.
No doubt.
Thank you, doctor. When will you be back?
Oh, that won't be necessary. He's on the mend now.
You first.
Come on!
( Children chattering )
Can you push me, please?
- ( Screaming ) - Hold on, Lucy!
(crying ) Bonnie did it. Bonnie did it.
It was an accident, Lucy. Bonnie was only playing.
I shouldn't have been asleep. I'm dreadfully sorry.
We'll go home now.
Time to go home.
I saw it happen, Kate. I really did.
She took that heavy swing and deliberately flung it at Lucy.
You're mad.
You couldn't have seen it. You said you were half asleep.
She's not a normal child. I've long suspected it.
I know it now.
She's more intelligent, more advanced, if that's what you mean.
I saw it.
It couldn't have been on purpose.
It was. Nobody does a thing like that for fun.
She loves Lucy.
Yes, the way she loved our three sons.
What?
Oh, I'm going to--
Those marks on Bonnie's wrists. Yes, Davy made them all right,
but not while he was trying to rescue her.
He was trying to save himself.
And Sam, how could he have fallen like that?
Christ, he was as agile as a monkey.
She saw him go through the hedge and followed him.
She climbed up into the hay after him and pushed him off the top.
She killed him.
She was physically too small.
Then how did her blue ribbon get there? How did it get there?
At four? She was four!
Look, Kate, do you remember how Sam always wanted to stay with us
whenever Bonnie was around?
He was afraid of her, that's why.
You're making her out to be a monster. You've only got to look at her--
For Christ sake, Lucy was nearly killed today,
- and Bonnie did it. - It doesn't happen in real life!
Not to people, not to real people.
Do you know what a cuckoo does?
It lays its egg in another bird's nest.
And do you know what the fledgling does?
It pushes the others out, one after the other
until it has the complete attention of the parents.
That's Bonnie for you.
Bonnie must go.
Go?
Go? She's our daughter.
She is not!
God knows whose daughter she is, but she isn't ours.
Mummy, don't let daddy send me away.
Please don't.
( All reciting French )
Lucy Marlowe's father has come to collect her.
All right, thank you, Wanda.
Lucy, your father is here, and you have permission to go.
Thank you, Ms. Anderson.
( Children chattering )
Is it by the sea?
Of course.
Where else would you spend a special holiday?
What kind of dress is it?
Sort of flowery. And new.
- It's got a collar. - Of course it's got collar.
Kind of lacy.
When is mummy coming down?
She has some work to finish, then she's coming.
With Bonnie?
Don't you like Bonnie?
Of course I do.
It's funny how she doesn't like her doll you bought her.
Funny kid sometimes.
She never plays with it.
And she won't let me either.
- Can I look? - It's not finished.
When it is.
Look, darling, I have to go to London to see mummy.
Is she coming down soon?
I hope so. I shall come back with her.
Can I come, too?
There's no point in that long, dreary drive just for the day.
I've arranged for Mrs. Hayward to look after you.
As soon as it stops raining, she's going to take you down to the pier.
All right. Thank you, daddy.
Good girl.
I've begged you to tell me where Lucy is.
You can't keep that a secret.
She's with the landlady. She's perfectly all right.
I've promised to get back before dark.
Our child with a complete stranger.
You've got to bring her back.
Only when you agree that Bonnie must go.
My God, what you're doing to Lucy, never mind me.
We've got to get rid of her!
There are ways to make you bring her back.
I've already talked to somebody! Don't think I haven't!
I've told you the terms. Choose. Bonnie or Lucy, which is it to be?
I won't choose!
Don't dictate! They're my children!
For Christ sake, you're risking Lucy's life!
She'll be dead like the others. Dead!
You can't hate me so much.
I love you, Katie. I need you.
Look, I want you to phone the authorities. It must come from you.
They'll think me out of my mind to put out my own child.
Well, they must be persuaded. You must tell them everything.
Matthew, Sam, Davy--
Oh, stop, please! I can't bear anymore, please, Alan.
I'll have to go.
I'll phone you tomorrow.
Alan, what's your phone number?
Alan! Give me your number, please!
Daddy! Mummy's in hospital.
What? Where?
There. It says she's had an accident.
Got to make a phone call.
Naturally she is depressed. Still some pain, too.
- How many days do you think? - Three or four.
She looks dreadful.
Not surprisingly.
There's no reason why she shouldn't try again.
What?
Didn't she tell you? She lost the baby.
Uh, no, she didn't.
She looks...
Really. She didn't tell me.
- Be a darling and put the kettle on? - Okay, daddy.
Man". Hang on a minute.
Oh, I'm sorry.
Kate was too shaken to tell me what happened.
That's all right. Time for breakfast any way.
Bonnie with Mrs. Taverner, is she?
Yeah, my wife took her down to her daughter's-- Bournemouth.
That's damn good of you both. I'm afraid I must seem--
Rather her than me.
Can't stand their daughter, to be honest.
Can't stand Bournemouth either.
I've just been away, I--
How is she?
Recovering, wanting to thank you.
Me? I haven't done anything.
How exactly did it happen? Kate wasn't talking very much.
Oh, she tripped, didn't she? At the top on a kid's toy.
Very unlike her.
Think the wife said it was a doll.
Hideous things. Plastic eyes.
Did Bonnie know her mother was pregnant?
Huh?
How should I know?
Uh, no.
The doll.
What it's like, working nights?
Hell, sheer hell.
But I like it, quieter.
Mrs. Tavemer: Can't you wait till Friday? She's quite happy.
Alan: No, I'd like to come this afternoon. The sun's actually shining.
But if you don't mind, please don't ring Kate.
I'd like to make it a surprise.
You know I know, don't you, Bonnie?
Know what?
I know you.
You won't get Lucy.
That you won't do.
( Echoing ) You know I know it, don't you, Bonnie?
You know I know it, don't you, Bonnie...
( echoing ) You won't get Lucy.
Hello. Can I come in?
Yes. Yes, Charles, please come in.
You came up to London see me?
Yes, I did. I've just been with Kate.
I'm very worried about her. She looked terrible.
She won't believe it, you see.
She just won't believe it.
I don't believe it either.
And how could you know? You don't live with us.
I know from experience.
What, of psychiatry, of the mind? Did you study psychiatry?
No, sooner or later, a doctor sees most things.
If he's intelligent, he applies his knowledge to life as it is.
Feet firmly on the ground.
Just so.
You're a man of imagination. Naturally--
So was Einstein. Was he mad?
Have I suggested it?
You're taut with tensions. It's grief, it--
Stop it, will you?
I don't think I want to talk to you about it.
Look, it's very good of you, but I didn't ask you to come here.
Well, you'll just have to forgive that.
I miss you both.
The village doesn't seem the same without you.
Thanks.
I'm sorry, I have to speak to Alan.
Very well.
No, I'd prefer if you'd stay.
If I can help.
I want a divorce. I don't want to live with you.
Pack your things and find somewhere else.
What is this?
A certain Mrs. Warner came to see me.
I didn't know a Mrs. Warner.
Surprising, since you went to see her.
She's a social worker from the adoption people.
Oh, yes, I'd forgotten the name.
You asked them to take Bonnie away from me.
God knows how you thought you'd succeed, but you asked.
When you took me home from the hospital, you were so kind, so considerate.
Behind my back you--
How could anyone do that?
He must answer that, mustn't he?
For Christ sake, you know why I did--
- I know you think you are-- - Now listen!
You're going to listen.
I won't stand by and let that little monster destroy everything.
You're blinded by your maternal feelings.
And nobody can blame you for that.
But don't you realize that on top of everything else,
she deliberately caused your miscarriage?
Bonnie deliberately left that damn doll on the top step hoping you'd take a fall.
That's impossible. She was just playing with the doll.
She never played with it! You know that.
Even Lucy knows it.
Bonnie's too young to work out a thing like that.
Ever heard of a child who can play the violin at the age five
or beat a chess champion
or find a square root of a six-digit number in his head.
Well, that's Bonnie. There's nothing she doesn't understand.
She knew she could get rid of your child.
Such a terrible thing couldn't be possible.
- Yes, it is possible. - But how?
Don't ask me, but it is.
But if she knew that, she knew that I could get pregnant again.
Yes, she did. That's why I'm sterile.
What?
Yes, sterile.
After my illness, I had all the necessary tests.
You'll never get another child from me.
Oh, God help us.
Help us.
Got to a walk a bit. I've got to rethink this.
Of course I'll try to help.
I'll stay in London. I'll be here.
Oh, Alan.
Oh, Kate.
Do you believe me now?
I still can't.
You should have seen her while you were away.
You never saw a more affectionate child.
Yes.
Because I was away and Lucy was away.
That's just it.
You should have seen them today, how happy they were to see each other.
- What, Bonnie's back? - Yes, Mrs. Taverner--
- But she wasn't due back until-- - They left early because of the rain.
- Where are they now? - At home, of course.
You left them alone together?
Yes.
- Kate, fool! - What's wrong with you?!
Christ!
( Telephone line rings )
Lucy?
Yes? Hello, daddy.
Are you okay? Lucy, are you all right?
I think so.
Go on.
It's Bonnie.
What about Bonnie?
Leave my children alone!
Get off! Stop it, woman!
(whimpers )
Lucy, I'll tell you what to do.
Leave the apartment at once. Go and ring Mrs. Taverner's bell.
I can't. The front door's locked.
The big lock, not the other one.
- Did you lock them in? - What?
- Did you lock them in?! - Of course not!
The key's on the shelf by the clock.
You know, in the back by that pot.
Go on and get it, unlock the door, and let yourself out.
- Go over to the Taverners. - All right.
And, Lucy, don't hang up, just go.
- The key's not there. - Are you sure?
- Yes. - Did you look properly?
Yes. Please come home, daddy, please.
- Listen, Lucy-- - Bonnie's staring at me.
Now listen, there's a key to our bedroom on the back of the door.
Go upstairs and lock yourself in there until--
( line clicks )
( clicks telephone cradle ) Bloody hell, her mother did that.
I've got to go.
Stay here or come now fast. I don't give a damn.
All I care about is Lucy.
( Horn honking )
No, Lucy! Don't open the window!
Don't!
Mummy, daddY!
- Mummy! - Don't!
- Lucy! - ( screams )
Alan: No!
I'm going to kill you.
You've gone mad.
Let the child go! Let her go!
Mummy, daddy tried to kill me.
You see?
I love you, mummy. I love you.
I love you too, Bonnie.
It's no good for you physically.
I wouldn't mind betting you haven't eaten anything.
Yes, well, I don't feel much like eating.
Sleeping on the studio floor doesn't help.
Change your mind, man.
Go back to her. She still needs you.
No, she doesn't.
She said so.
Oh, what she says and what she means are--
Look! It's her! Now perhaps you'll believe me.
It's going to happen again! I've got to stop her!