#TRACK 29#
Here among the zillion, trillion stars...
even time itself can be bent and twisted
and unbelievable as it may seem
two or more things can inhabit the same area at the same time
co-existing in parallel dimension.
Take this desirable blue-green residence
a modest little planet but the occupants are an intelligent bunch
inhabit its surface always seeking, always striving
to solve the mysteries of the cosmos
but at this very moment one of those mysteries
is about to become a menacing reality.
Mummee!
He's gone all to pieces and lost his head.
Don't panic, Penfold! I'm just over here at fourth dimension.
Well, my head is... Look here, you friend...
Henry, would you please hurry up!
Okay. Down in a minute.
Same every morning!
Stupid old trains!
Yes, he's removed the door
and the demon to Alpha-Centura
Hello.
Hello, mummy
Oh please, oh please stop
Please. Please stop! Please!
You stinking fat bastard!
I'll catch up! Don't worry, PIG!
Henry, for goodness sakes! - Coming!
And this is a model engine let's see what's inside, shall we?
You see, there are four tubes called cylinders
and inside each cylinder is a kind of plunger called a piston.
You see. Have you got that Chumley?
The engine has four cylinders
and inside each cylinder is a plunger called a piston.
Okay, Mr Whoopee go ahead.
Well, a little gas and air come into the cylinder.
Now, gas is very, very explosive...
So when a spark plug in the top of the cylinder makes a spark.
Interesting? - Yes. Not to you.
Try me.
Come on, Linda. You don't want to know about my hobby.
I can't care if you don't talk to me about it. Can I?
Are you baiting me?
Now, why would I do a thing like that?
Chuff-chuff-chuff...
Hey-ho!
Linda, what's wrong here?
You'll be late at the clinic. - Again.
Bye-bye, sugar. See you at six.
Have a nice day, Henry. - Bye-bye, sugar. See you at six.
Suprise, suprise.
Come soon.
Come today.
I have to say it.
I don't normally approve of the disfigurement involved in tattoos. - What?!
But I wholly approve of yours.
It's admirable! - Just what the hell are you trying to say?
The simple word "Mom".
The way you've got the word "Mom" across the heart like that.
You just don't jump up a man's truck and start talking about his tattoo.
That's some bad judgement.
I presume you love, or loved, your Mother? - What?
I take it you had feelings
of the warmest possible affection
for your Mother?
Yeah. I did.
Everybody should have a mother.
But I never knew mine.
They took me away when I was only two or three days old.
Where to? The funny farm?
Yes. Two days old.
Think of it...
I was born in this country, you know.
I should have had my childhood here.
But they took me away.
"I don't give a frog's shit" to the Minister.
Look, I said, I've got to live in this town.
But at least you don't have to tidy up his toys. - I'd rather have that...
You ever wish you were some place else?
Okay, buddy. This is where you're getting out. - What?
I'm putting you down here. - But... what?
Listen, fella. You ain't done nothing but run your damn mouth for the last hour
and I ain't understood but half of what you said.
I didn't want you to feel lonely.
Look here, fella, this here's a little old bitty town
there ain't nothing happening here at all.
So they ought to be damned glad to get you.
Now get your ass out.
You think I talk too much. Is that it? - No...
That don't matter none, good buddy. - What?
I'm just practicing.
I don't want to stand out like a sore thumb, do I?
Who's that. Mother?
I'm that mother!
Go on, get outl
Thanks.
Yes, maybe they're thinking of doing it more like last year,
always the same. They just go on and on and on...
Good morning, Dr Henry. - Good morning.
I didn't notice you, Bernard. Good morning!
Why don't you try a little harder, Henry,
and pretty soon you'll be able to say "good afternoon" when you arrive.
You wouldn't happen to have such a thing as egg and chips by any chance, would you?
What?! - I mean...
Oh shit... What do I mean...
Fried egg and French fries.
Sure. How do you want your egg?
I beg your pardon? - Easy over, or what?
Do I have an alternative? - Do you have what?
That will be fine. Splendid. Ta, very much.
What's 'easy over'?
Are you English? - Is it that obvious?
I mean, I've scarcely opened my mouth.
You don't mind, do you? - No. - Do you? - No. Go ahead.
As long as you don't think I'm being impertinent or anything gross like that.
But there's something about your face that sort of assures me.
I'm not intrusive am I? - No.
Am I? - No, of course not.
How do you do, madam?
My name is Martin.
And spot on, quite right,
jolly shrewd, I'm from England.
I've come all the way across the pond in search of my mama.
Oh, hi. I'm Linda.
Well, welcome to America.
Hey.
This is my friend Arlanda. - Hi.
Arlanda.
Arlanda? Isn't that the name of an airport?
Hello, Arlanda. Come in, please!
Are you receiving me, Arlanda?
I don't know, is it? - Yes. It is.
Stockholm. In Sweden, you know.
I'm not sure I like having the same nameas an airport.
It's better than a railway station! What is it?
What's the matter? - No, nothing.
There's not something on my face, is there?
I haven't got a bogey on my nose, have I?
No.
I remind you of someone, don't I?
No... - Don't I? Yes. Yes I do.
Well, it was real nice meeting with you.
I hope you really have a nice vacation.
Are you going? - Yes. I'm going.
But I will see you again won't I? - We've got to go.
I will see you. I will.
Yeah, we'd better go now, sir. - I doubt it.
Excuse me, sir. - Well I don't. I certainly don't.
Jesus Christ...
Enjoy!
Shut up!
Piggy... little piggy
No...
Daddy... daddykins.
Which ickle-lickle naughty ickle girl
wants to be a bad lickle girl?
No, Linda.
Daddy...
ickle Linda can't go bye-byes.
Not now, Linda.
I've hardly had a wink of sleep.
Ooh, but I'm a naughty ickle girl
daddy...
daddykins... - Oh, for goodness sakes! What the hell!
Oh, for Christ's sake Henry, you're so goddamn boring!
What's the matter, Linda?
Linda, I'm tired. - Choo-choo-chuff-chuff!
Linda, would you put the light out? You know I can't sleep with the light on.
Linda...
He's outside, you know. He's come back.
He's outside, and he's waiting! - Oh no, he isn't!
Linda...
Linda, Linda!
Why are you looking at me like that?
Like what?
Well, it's not exactly a friendly look now, is it?
Have I upset you in some way?
You sure have.
Daddykins'll smackoo... Daddykins will smack little Linda
No! Not that! - But I thought that...
My God, Henry. You're so obtuse!
Yes. I guess I am.
I'm not one of your geriatric patients, you know. - No...
You're so used to treating those old has-beens
or playing with your trains. - I do not play with my trains.
Well what do you do with them, then?
Every morning, Every evening! It's driving me crazy!
Unreasonable is the word.
You're being unreasonable.
You didn't even use that pretty little snowplow I bought you for your birthday.
It's a Canadian Pacific snowplow. I don't have a Canadian Pacific loco.
There. You see. You see!
We know nothing what so ever about each other. Nothing!
We'll talk about this later.
Henry.
Henry,
I need that child. I want that baby!
Linda... - I'm suffocating!
I'll just die without that baby!
It is not, I repeat, not possible.
We've got this big house... you're a doctor
we're good people we could give it... him
everything achild could possibly want.
No, Linda. - Love, security, everything.
It is not possible.
I can't go on like this any more.
It's just so empty.
There's no shape. No purpose.
You know very well no agency, no court anywhere
is going to allow us to adopt a child and you also know why.
You cruel bastard!
If you say so.
You're selfish, Henry! Totally and completely selfish!
Stop getting yourself worked up.
We've had all this out at least a hundred times.
Why get overwrought?
Bye-bye, sugar. See you at six.
I'LL KILL MYSELF! - Yeah...
I'll be at the bottom of the pool!
I mean it!
My baby...
Bastard.
What did you say? - What?
Did I hear the word "bastard" from your fair lips?
It's not a word that I care to hear, myself. Gets too personal.
But as The Bard said, "God stand up for bastards!"
What the hell are you... - Hello.
Hello, what do you mean, hello?
I suppose I ought have brought a big bunch of flowers.
What do you want? How did you...
A bouquet of English roses, red and thorny.
No, a bunch of Forget-Me-Nots!
How did you get in here? What are you doing?
You almost overdid it, didn't you?
No air left in your lungs.
You might even be dead.
What are you... - You are Mrs Linda Alice Henry, are you not?
I'll call the police! - Who used to be Linda Alice Carter.
Correct? - How did you...
Look. You haven't told me who you are, or what you want
or what you were doing staring up at this house last night.
You're so much younger
and so much more beautiful than I ever imagined.
Who are you?
I've come a long, long way to find you
Linda Alice Carter.
Do I know you from...
We were very, very close once upon a time.
As close as close can be.
Do you not remember the tug of my lips
on your tender young breast?
Okay. I'll do this for you, nurse, if you'll do the same for me!
Okay, Mr Ennis. Come on now. Up on the table.
You got a nice piece there, don't you?
Nurse Stein. Please. - Jealous, Doc?
Hey! Never mind that needle... - I forgot to ask you to call my wife.
You want me to call your wife?
That's the way it is, huh?
Tell her I'll, well...
I'll be home late. Very late.
I didn't have an opportunity to...
I forgot our little gathering this evening.
You forgot the Trainorama?
Well, one should sometimes be economical with the truth.
I'll do this for you, Nurse Stein if you do the same for me.
I'll do better than that, Henry.
Hey. - Mr Ennis?
Is there something you like about my butt?
What? - You want to keep on looking at it?
You want, I should keep it stuck up here in the air all day long?
Now, now, now Mr Ennis.
Hold still, please
Holy shit!
That hurt!
There. That should do nicely.
Aren't you the nice lady, then?
Aren't you at all the kind of woman I always thought you were.
Be so kind as to cast your mind back to the summer of rock and free love.
What? - The end of flower power.
Scruffy sods giving each other daffodilsand the clap.
Peace and all that shit!
Remember?
What were you doing then?
I was at school.
I bet you were good at biology.
What?
The reproductive system.
It can't be
it can't be...
I'm very tired, you know.
I'm very very tired.
I mean, I've spent all my life looking for you.
As well as all my money.
For God's sake please, who are you?
I'm your little baby boy, Mummy dear.
My baby?
My little pink baby?
Mother...
I don't know whether to believe you or not. - No?
I can't...
I can't take it all in. - You ABANDONED ME!
Didn't you? - I... - Well?
I had no choice.
No choice. No choice.
I DIDN'T! No choice. No rights! No nothing!
I was taken over. Humiliated. And bullied!
Made to feel the dirtiest, wickedest.
I was a schoolgirl. - A pregnant schoolgirl.
Somebody who didn't know what to do or where to go or who to turn to
or how to escape or nothing!
A very scared little girl
with an overbearing father and a dimwit mamma...
Come on...
There hasn't been a day since I haven't thought about what happened
or what should have happened. - I spy!
I spy with my little eye something beginning with...
What are you do... Don't be ridiculous!
Oh, play with me Mummy! - No!
Something beginning with 'B'
Now think! What's the matter?
What are you pulling a face for? - Let go of my wrist!
I'm only playing.
How do I know you are who you say you are?
You could have followed me from that diner or could have found out about me
Two days after I was born
which was May 17th, my birthday
I was given to a middle-aged couple called Brennan.
You know...
she was a cleaning woman in your mum's house
but within a year...
back to England.
With me.
Little me.
Then it's true...
It's really true!
I've got a new cassette I want to play. It's the most fantastic!
You sure this isn't going to give you a cardiac arrest one of these mornings?
Hurry up. Hurry up!
You want me to lock the door, don't you? Be patient, Doctor.
She wanted me to be daddy again last night.
It just disgusts me.
It does not come easy to me.
It's not what I like at all!
Wait, wait!
There's a terrific bit coming up!
NOW!
I spy with my little - No!
Now you cut it out. I mean it!
Hey what... where did you go?
Martin?
It'll be all right,
it'll be all right.
Guess who? - God! You scared me!
Why don't you like games, Mummy?
Martin loves games. - Well, I don't!
What's the matter with you anyway? Are you out of your mind?
Oh, don't say that.
Don't ever say that.
I've been ill. That's all. Sort of.
Ill? How do you mean, "ill"?
Where are we going? - What?
In this nice car.
Where are you taking me? I hope it's somewhere exciting.
Well... you'll just have to wait and see, won't you?
I'm not a bit like you thought I am, am I?
It's the shock just beginning to hit me, I...
I never thought... - Something beginning with 'B'.
What? - Do you give up? Well, do you give up?
What are you talking about... - Something beginning with 'B'.
You can't guess it. So... you give up.
Right?
This is no fun. This is no fun at all.
What sort of mummy are you anyway! And where are we going?
To the clinic. - What?
I must see my husband. I have to. - NO! - Stop it! - No!
We are not going to any clinic.
Well, my husband is there, I have to talk to him! - No clinic!
NO DOCTORS! Nothing medical WHATSOEVER!
No... maybe not.
Definitely not!
What is it?
Are you going to make up for lost time?
How do you mean?
All the years.
All those years. The lost years.
Martin... how can I?
I'm sick to death of being grown up. - What?
You owe me.
Oh, certainly you owe me. Definitely you do.
Or am I just the dirty little secret? - No. Don't say that.
You mustn't say that. You've never been that, not to me.
You can kiss me, if you want.
You can kiss me.
I mustn't get drunk.
Henry says that I have to stop drinking.
You never cuddled me, did you?
And you never played peep-bo.
And you never kissed it better.
Kissed what better?
My knee. - Oh. Did you...
You never brought me a light in the dark, you never waited outside the school gate.
And you never let me follow your finger along the line of...
nice, big words.
Oh please, what words?
Once-upon-a-time.
All that stuff. Kids stuff.
I used to tell you stories in my head. - Yes, ma'am?
I wasn't talking to you.
No? - No.
Did you really? Yes, really and truly?
Yeah. Snow White.
Rumpelstiltskin. That sort of stuff. Yes.
Will you tell me one now?
Will you tell me one for real?
Will you? Will you?
Onee-upon-a-time
Come on. Come on. Once-upon-a-time...
Scary. Excuse me.
She's sitting there talking to herself with tears in her eyes.
Long long ago...
there was a little girl
who was as pretty as she was good.
She was so very, very excited
'cos her mamma told her the fair was coming to the town
with wooden horses...
going up and down...
up...
And the bumper cars...
bumper cars...
There was this young man...
he was helping with the bumper cars...
and...
Come on, come on, come on!
No. I can't. - Come on!
I don't know how to, I've never done this before.
Please don't. No. Don't.
Come on! Come on baby!
Yes...
Yes... yes... yes!
What am I going to do now?
Who shall I tell?
What shall I say?
Oh you wicked bastard!
My baby...
Would you like a drink?
A drink? Do you think I should?
Well, no, maybe,
yes, wash your hands.
Wash my hands?
Do I have to wash my hands?
Not... not if you don't want to, I...
I just thought that... - Are you going to make me?
Look, why are you behaving like this? - I don't want to wash!
I don't want to! And I won't! I won't! I won't!
Now Martin, you stop this this minute, do you hear me? I mean it!
Am I a naughty boy? - Yes, Martin. You are.
Come here!
Are you going to make Martin go bye-byes?
Are you going to put me to bed?
Are you? Mummy.
Do forgive me, Bernard. I know you said to come at once
but old Mrs Hanwell was being more than usually difficult.
And, well, here I am. - Mrs Hanwell? - Yes...
Varicose veins, isn't it? - Yes. Varicose veins.
No. Amend that. Varicose brain...
Well, do sit down. Please.
Yes... thank you
Is it anything in particular? - No. In general.
Nothing serious, I trust? - Doctor Henry,
What's the matter? - Doctor? Rather formal, Bernard.
At eleven-fifteen this morning
you gave Mr Ennis an injection.
Yes... - Can you tell me what it was?
Yes. Penicillin. Yes. I thought he had...
You know what this is? - Yes. Of course.
Then read it.
I should have checked, of course. But I... - But?
Well, I know, of course I'm sorry...
Mr Ennis quite rightly says your mind is not entirely on your work.
Well... - How's your wife nowadays, Henry?
She's... - Perhaps your domestic situation is affecting your professional life.
I don't think so.
I don't think you have any right to say these things Bernard. - No?
Everybody makes the occasional error.
By the way, I'm going to have to let Nurse Stein go.
You understand my meaning?
Ah... I...
you referring to... my therapy
Therapy? Your therapy?
Is that what you call it?
Sciatica. The sciatic nerve.
Extremely... - Painful... Yes.
He never does anything interesting.
Poor Henry.
Very, very nice. But boring.
What did you marry him for, then?
Mummy?
I needed to. That's all.
Hey!
What are you doing? - Playing.
I'm playing.
I like playing!
Yes...
I've decided to have my American childhood.
What? - I am entitled to an American childhood.
Spoiled.
Pampered.
Over-indulged.
The whole package as you people say.
I've been utterly fed up with being a grown-up
for a long time now.
What do you mean?
There's no fun in it.
There's no magic.
There's not even any marbles
or kites or bedtime stories.
There's nothing.
But that's how it... What?
Just about bombs
and interest rates and stuff like that
from old geezers with prostrate trouble.
Fucking up the world.
Being a kid again is as good an occupation as any.
It's better!
In fact, it's a pretty good career.
Like Princess Diana. That what you mean?
Got to work at it.
You can't expect it to be easy.
I'm going to try really hard.
Who wants to dig prostate glands out all day, anyway?
On my terms. In my way. You've compromised my dignity.
Looking forward to the speech. - Oh, thank you. - I really am!
Hell, I've been looking forward to this evening for so long.
I mean, the honour of the Keynote Address and everything.
But now... - I didn't call her.
What? What do you mean? Why? Why not?
It's time we stopped pretending. - Look. I'm all strung up.
I've lost my job. I'm worried about this speechl
Bull! - I'm not backing out, but this has got to be done my way.
Bull. - Bull?
This is it. You either leave that neurotic drunk or... - Or what?
Or I'll never lay another finger on you again.
Mummy...
Mummy!
And now, without further ado
let me introduce our national leader...
Doctor Henry...
Thank you, thank you.
When the ignorant and the ill-informed say to me
and they sometimes do say to me
if they can find the time
to empty their heads from the soap and the football on TV
when they say "fancy a grown man,
a doctor, playing with toy-trains"
do you know what I feel? - What do you feel?
Shall I tell you what I feel? - Tell us what you feel.
I feel damned sorry for them!
I'm proud of my model railroad!
I'm proud of the mental discipline
The intellectual hygiene
of perfectly scaled miniaturization.
For there, in the layout
is the record writ small of what built this great nation!
Shining tracks
from shining shore to shining shore.
And I say to you, I say...
as I close my eyes at night...
The dayswork done
the troubles all at bay
I see a picture of my little train coming down the track
a picture of long ago
WHEN WE KNEW WHO WE WERE
WHAT WE WERE
AND WHERE WE WERE GOING!
Thank you, thank you.
Pardon me...
Pardon me, boy... is that Chattanooga Choo-Choo?
Yes! Yes! Track 29!
All aboard! - All aboard!
All aboard!
Fantastic!
The signal bell tolls!
The whistle a blowing!
That's it! That's it.
Yeah, yeah! I'll catch you on the way back!
Out of the darkness she comes!
God bless the model railroaders of America!
Bastions of innocence.
Of decency.
Of healthy family life!
Mummy...
You can't catch me! - Yes I can!
I won! I won!
Yes, yes you did!
I'm fast, I am!
Aren't you a clever one.
Am I a good boy? Am I?
Am I?
I don't know.
Won't play. - Oh, please!
Well I feel like I've turned some sort of corner.
You know that guy who was talking to me after my speech?
Truman. He runs a modeling factory.
He makes everything from locos to little animals.
Including hogs?
The point is, he's offered me a job.
If I can put up... he's undercapitalized.
Nasty complaint. - Yes.
Well, of course, I'd have to re-locate.
And you too.
What do you mean?
Well up there, on that platform
all those upturned faces loving me.
They did. They truly did.
It made me realise a few things.
Personal things.
Like what? - Like knowing who I am.
What I want. Who I want.
Especially who.
Or is it whom? - Who!
It's not whom?
I've never known about that one.
Grammar's always been a problem for me...
and yet you can't say that I'm not well educated. - Henry!
What's the matter now?
Who, Henry? WHO? - If you say so.
Well you, of course.
You my dear. Who else?
You're my inspiration.
My little choo-choo.
My cuddly caboose. - Yes.
"M" is for the mercy she possesses"
"O" means that I owe her all I own
"T" is for her tender sweet caresses
"H" is for her hand that made our home
"E" means everything she's done to save me
"R" means right and right she'll always be
Put them all together they spell "Mother".
A word that means the world
to me!
Oh, Martin that's so beautiful.
And so very, very true.
More? You want some more, Mummy?
Shall lickle Martin sing you some more?
Oh, yes, my darling.
Sing for your poor Mummy.
When I was but-a-baby
long before I learned to walk,
while lying in my cradle,
I would try my best to talk,
it wasn't long before I spoke,
and all the neighbours heard
my folks were very proud of me
for Mother was the word.
Although I'll never lay a claim to fame
I'm satisfied
that I can spell this name
"M" is for the million things she gave me.
"O" means only that she's growing old.
"T" is for the tears she shed to save me.
"H" is for her heart of purest gold.
"E" is for her eyes with love-light shining.
"R" means right and regular she'll be...
Put them all together they spell
"Mother"
a word that means the world
to me.
You liked that, didn't you?
Yes. You did.
Come on.
I'm going now
I'm going to smash up the trains.
Bye-bye, Mummy.
Good boy. Smash them.
I love you.
Arlanda? Oh, Arlanda, thank God!
Arlanda, help me
Arlanda, please come over. - What?
Please. You have to. Come now. - Now?
Yes. Okay!
Linda...?
Linda? Are you there?
What is it, Linda? - Keep your voice down.
Come on. Quickly, this way! - What's happened?
Oh my God! I don't know what to do, I...
I think I'm going out of my mind! - Whatever's happened, Linda?
Where's Henry? - I don't know!
He should have been home hours ago!
I shouldn't get so excited, I expect he's been delayed at the clinic,
or have you called him?
Look. Come on, now. Come on, sit down.
Come on. Just sit down now...
Sit down! We'll just talk about it.
I don't want him to hear us... - Who?
I'm scared. I am So scared.
What are you talking about?
I think he might have...
I think he might have broken poor Henry's trains.
I don't think he likes Henry. - Who? Who has? Who doesn't?
Oh... and Henry...
Henry will be heartbroken and then he'll blame me.
He'll say I did it!
Linda... - He came to the door, I...
I mean, to the pool. And suddenly he was just standing there.
Who was? - I had to let him in.
I had to. Had to. Had to. - Linda!
That young man. Yesterday. At the hamburger place.
That English man. - What?
Wait a minute. What have you been up to, Linda?
I had to. I had to. Had to. Had to.
Linda?
When you've kept something down inside you
for so long, so very long
it isn't easy to bring it all out in the open.
I don't really know how to tell you.
Even you. My best friend!
Tell me what, Linda?
On my fifteenth birthday...
Go on. Go on.
We all went to the travelling fair
my friends, my school friends
in the field outside the town...
there was this guy on the bumper cars...
I mean, he ran them, I suppose.
Red cars. Green cars. Blue ones...
Don't you just love the way the sparks fall down from the top of those poles?
With a crack, and a hiss, a phuzzzzt! - What?
Ah, phuzzzzt! Electric!
That's just the way he was. Electric!
The bumper car man.
The others, they got bored and drifted away.
He wasn't interested in them anyway.
I was the prettiest.
I always was the prettyone.
Yes, I was!
But Lindy, why are you telling me all this?
I kind of hung around. Letting him come on to me.
And all the time
In the distance...
The fairground music was... was churning...
churning about
it was as if it was inside my stomach.
God. It made my legs go all weak!
This sounds like True Confessions, with a soundtrack.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
When the red red robin comes... - What?
The music.
In the distance.
Oh, that music!
Comes bob bob bobbin' along
No. I kept saying no!
No! Don't! Don't!
Come on, baby, come on!
The music in the distance
when the red red robin
comes bobbob bobbin'...
Oh, I'll say he did! I'll say!
Come bobbob bobbing...
Hey, well, that's a long way back, honey.
There'll be no more sobbing
when he starts throbbing...
Oh, I... Yes!
Lindey...
What hasany of this have to do with anything, Lindey.
Linda?
Listen! - What?
Why are we listening? - There were footsteps!
Are you sure? - On the stairs!
Did you hear it? - No. I don't think so.
The back door!
For Christ's sakes Linda, cut it out, you're scaring me!
Jesus...
He's gone. He's gone away.
I knew he wouldn't stay.
Who's gone? - They always take him away from me.
Who's gone? - Go and look, Arlanda.
Go look. Please...
Please do this for me.
Listen, Linda, I don't know what the hell is wrong with you
but what the fuck are you talking about?
Please. Please, please Arlanda.
Go and see if Henry's trains, I...
I think I might have done something to them.
You? - Yes. Me.
I think I might have smashed up his fucking trains.
I tell you, this is giving me the creeps.
I mean, I don't know what you're playing at.
But if it makes you happy...
Hello, Arlanda. Did I scare you?
Oh, Henry. Thank God you're here!
What's the matter?
It's Linda...
Linda?
Oh my God! Linda... look at me.
Look at me!
Poor lickle Henry. - Stop it!
Please, Linda, stop it at once!
Henry what's wrong? What's happening to her?
She's crazy. That's all. Totally loco.
Henry! - You have no idea. You just don't know.
But Henry... - Do you think you could make her a hot drink?
Chocolate or something. - Why, yes of course. Anything...
Poor thing... hot drink, yes...
Poor lickle Henry Henry...
You bitch. You crazy boring idiot! Stop it! Do you hear me, stop it at once!
Shut up! Shut up!
Choo. Choo. - What? - Choo.
What do you mean? Are you referring to my trains? - Chuff-chuff, CHUFF-CHUFF!
Henry! - I know what I'm doing.
I know what I'm DOING!
They wouldn't even let me stay in school.
After all, I am all doctor!
They took him away from me.
They pulled him out of me.
And then they... they pulled him out of my arms.
He didn't even cry or anything.
He was only just born, you see.
Yes he did, he did cry.
I heard him. Just once.
They said God would punish me
my Daddy said: Punish! Punish!
You haven't done anything to my trains, have you?
For Christ's sakes! - You're probably in on this with her.
I know what you women are like, If there's one thing I've learnt in this world
it's that women and trains don't mix.
Listen buster. You're the crazy one going on about your toys like this!
Toys?! Toys? - I couldn't buy him any toys.
Why shouldn't he play with yours Henry?
If you've...
I'm going to see and if...
Oh, Linda, I just don't know what to do.
I don't know how to help you. - Help me? - Well, if I could!
You want to help me? - Well of course I do.
The only way to help me now, Arlanda, is to remember
remember everything you've seen and heard here tonight.
Lock it in your head. Write it down.
Well... what... why...
Linda, I... - Arlanda, please. Before Henry comes back down...
Yes, but... - Really, I know what to do now.
Linda! Come here, I want to talk to you.
No more clinics. No more drunks! Linda! Come here at once!
Do you hear!?
I didn't do it. It wasn't me.
I told you he'd come back to me.
I always told you my baby would come back to me.
Linda? Where are you?
Here, Daddy...
Linda?
All aboard.
Linda!
Linda?
Linda?!