Little Bone Lodge

It's said that mother is the name for God

on the lips and hearts of all children.

She can be glorious or terrible,

benevolent or filled with wrath.

She'll fight away the monsters

with the fangs of a wolf and the teeth of a dragon.

And love with a ferocity that can never be matched.

Her job is to protect.

No matter the cost.

And if anyone were to ever harm her family,

there's no telling what she'd be capable of.

Sounds really nasty out there.

Yeah, I think we're in for a rough one.

How are you getting on with that?

Can't rush a masterpiece.

No.

He's gonna love it.

Hands off.

Best one you've ever done.

That's so beautiful, darling.

I love it.

Let's go, Picasso.

Is he awake?

Happy birthday, Pa.

Happy birthday.

-Can I open it? -Yes, go on.

Look what mama made for you.

It's beautiful.

Picture time.

Big grin!

How about I let you stay up a little later?

We'll cozy up and listen to the storm. It'll be fun.

Yes, Mama. Thank you.

Here we go.

First the medicine, then the cake.

Here we are.

It goes by so fast.

Hello! Anybody? Anybody, help! Please open the door!

Please! Please, help me! We need help!

Who's there?

Hello?

My brother, he's really hurt.

-He's hurt, please! -What are you doing out here?

We got lost, and we came off the road, and there was an accident.

My brother is bleeding really badly.

-We have to help them, Mama. -Maisy, get back, please.

I can't help you. There's no phone here.

Please. Please, don't let him die. Don't let him die! Don't let him die!

Please, please. Don't let him... Help us, please.

He's bleeding so badly. Please. Please, don't let him die.

Please, don't let him die. Please, don't let him die.

Don't let him die. Don't let him... Please, just don't let him...

Where is he hurt?

I don't know. I think his head maybe.

But there's blood everywhere. I just...

Just stop. Stop it.

Is he gonna be okay? Can you do anything?

Well, there's a deep cut to his head.

His ribs may be broken.

There might be

some internal bleeding.

If I pull this straight out, it'll cause more damage than when it went in.

He needs to go to a hospital.

-The closest one is 100 miles away. -No, no.

-And you won't get there like this. -No, I'm not going back!

I'm not going back there. What can you do?

I need to stitch him up or he'll bleed to death.

Now, everything's gonna be all right.

But I need you to give me some space now.

So back up, back up.

All right.

Right. Right.

Just...

You hold it tight.

-You okay, baby? -Yeah, fine.

God, God...

When I pull it out on three,

you have to apply extra pressure.

-Ready? -Yeah.

One... two... three.

-You okay, baby? -Yeah.

All right.

What's your name, darling?

Matty. My name's Matty.

Well, I'm Rose. And this is my daughter, Maisy.

-Hello. -Hi.

Maisy, why don't you get Matty a towel and some of Pa's clothes?

Yes, Mama.

He's gonna be all right.

He just needs to have some rest now.

Hey.

Trust me.

Go on.

No...

I don't fear the fire, because I am the fire.

Come and sit down, darling.

Maisy's made some stew, and I've made some coffee.

Do you drink coffee?

Yeah.

Thanks for helping.

I thought...

It's all right. Really. You're safe now.

Can you tell me what happened to you?

It was dark. There was lots of rain. I couldn't see anything.

You came off the road. Where?

A long way back.

I kept walking. But there was nothing, it was just fields.

Lots of mud.

Go ahead. Eat.

Hungry?

Yeah, I am. Yeah.

But where are you from? You talk funny.

Maisy, the coffee.

Where are you headed?

Me and Jack's friend. We're going on a boat. Fast one.

A boat?

So, where is that?

I don't know.

Don't know where you're going?

I can't remember.

That's all right. How about where are you coming from?

London.

Maisy, let's clear the plates.

Now, it's bedtime.

-But... Mama... -Mama? What?

Yes, Mama.

Where are you going on the boat?

-We're going fishing. Right, buddy? -Jack!

How are you feeling?

Like I've been in a car wreck.

Come, sit. Sit down.

Water?

Yeah, thank you.

Have you got anything stronger?

I have to thank you for sorting this out?

She popped you straight free like a kebab.

Well, I tried to clean you up as best I could.

But you'll need someone to take a proper look.

But the best that I can offer you is Tramadol.

This is neat work.

Not my first time with a needle and thread.

Yeah, I can see that.

Well, thanks all the same.

It's him you should be thanking.

Hey.

You've done real good, bud.

-Is it just the three of you? -That's right.

We've got people waiting on us.

They need to know we're okay and come pick us up.

No, no. You won't get any reception here.

Not until that storm passes.

They don't have a phone either.

No phone, no TV, no computer.

It's a working farm. We don't have any use for it.

No, Mama. I was just saying.

We're self-sufficient.

We sell or trade what we don't use for what we need at the market.

It's a choice.

But it works for us, doesn't it, Maisy?

Yes, Mama.

There is an old hardline phone box on the road to the village.

It may still be working.

I could take you there in the morning.

I appreciate that, but we need to make that call tonight.

There's nothing I can do.

Do you think Mac will come for us?

I guess we'll see, won't we?

You could take Pa's room for the night, be on your way in the morning.

That's very kind.

If you want to get cleaned up,

-we can show you the bathroom. -I know where it is.

Come on then.

This way.

Did you tidy up?

Come on.

Fuck.

Jack, are you okay?

Where's the other bag, mate?

What?

This is the only bag we have.

Tell me.

We have to steal the bag.

You're hurting me.

Stop it. Don't make a fucking scene.

You can't do this to me right now, bud.

Please.

I don't feel the fire.

I don't feel the fire.

Because I am the fire.

That's right.

You burn and I burn.

If we don't have the bag, we're fucked.

Nothing else worth it matters.

I must have taken the wrong one.

-Get off me. Get... -It's okay. It's okay.

Is it still in the car?

Are you sure?

I think so.

It is, yeah.

Okay. Okay.