Mary: We've been through this before.
(heavy breathing)
Zephyr Alexis Navine.
-(breathing continues) -(slow banging)
We needed you to understand.
-(banging continues) -(people screaming)
Penance: Amalia. Amalia? Amalia!
-(whoosh) -(gasps)
(shudders)
♪ ♪
(sighs)
How long have I been out?
-(mechanical whirring) -Long enough.
-(Galanthi groaning) -(sighs)
-(weak growling) -(Amalia gasps)
Lavinia: I have to admit.
(cocks gun)
I thought it would put up more of a fight.
-(gunshot) -(groaning)
-(high-pitched squeal) -(wincing)
-(gunshot) -(groaning)
(wincing)
-(gunshot) -(Galanthi shrieks)
Maladie (echoing): Then the eyes of the blind
shall be opened,
and the ears of the deaf shall be...
unstoppped.
Then shall the lame man leap as an hart.
(Myrtle speaking foreign languages)
And the tongue of the dumb sing.
(speaks foreign languages)
(laughs) You're a riddle and a song and a delight.
And I shall call you Babel.
(Maladie giggles)
(echoing): This is a house built for God!
♪ ♪
I can feel him.
Can you?
Here.
He doesn't hurt anymore.
He's just... (sighs)
-(screeching) -(gasps)
Your people built a tower, Babel...
all the way to Heaven.
And they were after a name for themselves as well.
A name that would bind them together forever
and ever and ever. Amen.
Then, they wouldn't get lost, you see?
But I lost my friends.
Clara.
The Colonel.
I was careless.
Now, there's just the sad policeman.
I have to learn to keep the good ones safe.
You?
You have to prove yourself.
Everyone is tested in their time.
♪ ♪
Forged in the fire.
It's funny how I didn't burn. Maybe I can't.
-Maybe... -(stairs creak)
I won't.
(giggling)
It turned out God didn't want those people
to find out their true name.
And He didn't want them in Heaven either.
He broke their tower, and He confounded their language,
and He scattered them across the Earth,
so they would never, ever, ever find one another again.
So they would always be alone. And He-- (gasps)
-(distorted gasping) -(rumbling)
(Galanthi shrieking, groaning)
-(gasps) -(Myrtle speaking foreign languages)
(panting)
Can you understand it, Babel? Is it speaking?
(gasps) What's it saying?
(speaks foreign languages)
(gasps)
(speaks foreign languages)
(gasps)
(speaks foreign languages)
No...
(speaks Italian)
Help.
It is calling for help.
♪ ♪
And the tongue of the dumb
shall sing.
(door creaks)
(heavy breathing)
(flame crackling)
Massen: Where...
-is my daughter?! -(Mrs. Beechum screams)
(gasping, coughing)
You must be mistaken, my Lord! Your daughter is dead!
I stood by you while you...
buried her for all the world to see!
(panting)
She's with her own now.
Somewhere she should have been a long time ago.
♪ ♪
What have you done?
(rattling, rummaging)
(seagulls cawing)
Horatio: You going somewhere?
(soft chuckle)
(whirring)
♪ ♪
(street chatter)
(coughing)
-Driver: Watch yourself! -(horses snort)
(street chatter)
-(gasps) -(bricks rattle)
(stifled cry)
(soft crying)
(grunts, gasps)
(crying)
(angry grunting)
(echoing caw)
(echoing chirp)
♪ ♪
(quiet caw)
(echoing chirping)
-(birds chirping) -(wings flapping)
(chirping continues)
-Find her. -(gunshot)
(squawking, flapping)
-(gunshot, Galanthi shrieks) -(Penance and Amalia wince)
-(gunshot) -(shrieks)
-Why won't it die? -(gunshot)
(shrieking, groaning)
(high-pitched tone)
-Bring me the carbine. -Yes, run and get the big guns.
Lavinia: You're not looking at all well.
Amalia: I'm having a bad day.
Lavinia: I rather think that it's hurting you
when we hurt the creature.
I always suspected it, but the doctor and I
couldn't break through the shell to prove the theory.
♪ ♪
You and Hague.
Yes. Such a disappointment.
You have no idea what the Galanthi means to us.
To the future of the world.
Lavinia: I had thought that you were immune to melodrama,
Mrs. True. That's one of the things
that appealed to me about you.
And, of course, I understand exactly
what the creature means to the Touched.
That's why it must die.
-(Galanthi groaning) -No matter the cost.
Including to your own brother, Lavinia?
Especially to my own brother.
I'm sure you find him sweet,
rather awkward,
-an eccentric soul misunderstood by society. -(cocks gun)
Ms. Adair, perhaps you've seen little glimpses, little rages.
Augustus's anger is not a trifling matter,
and his turn has made him deadly.
That is not the man I know.
Well, love is blind.
But the veil has fallen from my eyes.
I know now that my duty is to cure Augustus.
For your safety.
And for the sake of this world that Mrs. True
is so concerned about.
You have no way of knowing if this will take away the turns!
You said it yourself! It's just hurtin' us!
If you kill the Galanthi, you might as well shoot us, too!
-What? -Lavinia: My dear, I have no intention of shooting you.
I merely intend for you to watch.
-"Shoot us, too"? -I'm just trying to stall.
-I don't know what I'm supposed to say. -Maybe something
without the downside of getting us killed.
How about the upside of getting us free?
Rusty nail, frayed telephone wire.
-Advanced science that. -Best kind.
-Missed you. -I know you did.
-(gunshot) -(shriek)
-(high-pitched tone) -(wincing)
-(gunshot) -(screams)
-(gunshot) -(wincing)
-(muffled tone) -(knocking)
-(door creaks) -(violin playing)
(party chatter)
-(door shuts) -(laughter)
Frank! Frank.
Very important. Things to do.
We have got to get drunk.
Don't worry. He's already started.
Frank, please join us.
I've, uh...
I've done a good thing. (laughs)
It's a new sensation.
-Harriet helped. -Harriet helped?
She gave the speech of the fucking century more like!
Where is she? Where's the girl?
Primrose: Lillie, you're new here,
so you might not know that everyone at the orphanage
is something of a rarity. We try not to stare.
Even if a person is large.
I think you're magnificent.
Hugo: Frank. We won.
(laughs) We saved the orphanage.
Congratulations.
(violin continues)
I don't think Lillie requires our protection anymore.
Sooner or later, he'll come to claim her.
And when he does,
I'll be waiting.
Hugo: You found the Primary Case Study.
Well then, you can arrest Massen.
(sighs) That time has passed.
(sighs)
I'm sorry I won't stand around and watch a good man
go to prison for the rest of his life
for the murder of some worthless fucking toff.
Not when that man is somebody that I...
-that I care about. -You mustn't talk that way.
It's the truth. It's how I feel.
It's not... real.
It's not possible.
This.
-(Hugh sighs) -Why can't you see that?
We just brought a stag-headed girl
to an orphanage to be looked after by a woman
with fire for hands and a...
débutante giantess!
I think what is possible
is very much up for debate.
(sighs)
-(gunshot) -(wincing)
-(gunshot) -(Galanthi groaning)
-(Amalia panting) -(high-pitched tone)
-Lavinia: Get it over with. -Guard: Yes, my lady.
-(panting continues) -(gun cocks)
-(bang) -(Galanthi groaning)
(bang)
-(bang) -(crowd yelling)
And I looked, and behold a pale horse.
And his name that sat on him was Death.
(weak growl)
♪ ♪
Mabel!
-(gunshot) -(roars)
(screaming)
(inaudible)
(screaming)
♪ ♪
Hello, skin-shedder.
Bloody cowards, those carriage men.
-They just took off. -You're on your mettle, girl.
Remember, one loyal woman is worth more to me
than an army of weaklings.
-(whack) -(grunts, thuds)
Mabel!
♪ ♪
You've been so busy recently, haven't you?
All these campaigns.
Plans within plans within plans.
Honestly, you bring such a tremendous energy,
to everything you do.
And I don't want you to think
that I'm without admiration, but...
You see,
sooner or later, Lavinia...
somebody has to stop you.
♪ ♪
Otherwise, what would you become?
(wind blowing)
(Augie sniffs)
Well?
Aren't you going to shout at me?
Tell me how pathetic I am?
You could scream for help.
Always with the upper hand.
Tell me, Lavinia.
Is there nothing that I could do
that might shock you?
-(gasping, choking) -(echoing bird caw)
♪ ♪
(sighs)
-(Lavinia choking) -(chair creaking)
-(fires roaring) -(bells ringing)
Massen: Orrun!
Orrun! Are you there?
Call off your army!
-(ragged breathing) -The Purists!
-You must call them off! -Declan: Call 'em off?
(fires continue roaring)
I'd sooner pipe the rats outta London.
No.
I'm calling in that favor.
Do you understand me?
Get me the fuck...
outta this shithole of a city
before it eats itself alive.
-What happened here? -What happened?
(panting)
The doctor did his rounds.
He found out all about our little plan.
Crowd (chanting): London must be burned!
London must be burned...
♪ ♪
(muffled chatter)
(pained breathing)
(indistinct chatter continues)
-Maladie: And she shall rise up from the root. -(Galanthi groans)
(Amalia panting)
Get away from it.
If I wanted it dead,
I wouldn't have just saved its life, would I?
(grunts)
(Galanthi growling weakly)
Myrtle?
(heavy breathing)
(Galanthi groaning)
See, I'm a skin-shedder, too.
It's not as hard as you like to make it look.
(Galanthi weakly breathing)
(wheezing)
♪ ♪
(Galanthi weakly breathing)
-(gasps) -(crowd screaming)
Mary: Amalia.
(panting)
Talking isn't always telling.
-(gasps) -(Galanthi groans)
-What did you see? -The orphanage.
Penance: And what?
♪ ♪
They're in danger. They don't even have any defenses.
I blew the fuckin' power grid.
We can't just leave it here. Not with her. Penance!
You have to stay.
Help me find a way to heal it.
All I know is if I'm breathing my last,
and I ask myself what I did with this life I was given,
I won't have it on my conscience that I abandoned my friends.
Not when they need me most.
(Galanthi breathing weakly)
It's always the choices for you, isn't it?
(Galanthi wheezes)
If you hurt it, I will hunt you down and cut you to shreds.
We all have our scars.
♪ ♪
So you're just gonna have to get used to the idea, Aneel.
I'm gonna start my own practice,
and if that's not the kind of wife you want,
then maybe I'll just have to find myself
-a new kind of husband. -Well, you can't just disband the club.
What are your workers gonna do? 'Cause I've always said
-they need some kind of union. -Well, you know what they say.
Every union needs the right kind of leader.
-Oh, trying to recruit me? -(both laugh)
Look at all this finery. So what do you think?
Or are you still just passing through?
Do you know, I might stay a few more days.
Hm...
George? What's got into you today?
Nothing. No. Just... looking for Primrose.
Brought some cake.
(laughter)
(chatter, music continue)
♪ ♪
(party chatter fades)
(angry muttering)
-He was a dragonfly when first I saw him! -(Galanthi groans)
-He burned through the sky like a silent judgment! -(Galanthi wheezes)
But in the water, he was small again.
Nothing but a singing fish. Now look.
Oh, he's grown so big. (giggles)
-(weak growling) -It hurts to change.
I know.
-I know. -(gurgling)
(glass tinkling)
(clanging)
(Galanthi groaning)
-(metallic rummaging) -(gasping)
(clicking)
(groaning)
-(gasps) -(weak electric buzzing)
(ragged breathing)
(distorted groans)
(Hague and Mother groan)
Ah...
Aah!
(buzzing groan)
You look like the doctor, and you smell like the doctor.
(distorted groaning)
Somehow, you're...
Hague/Mother: More.
-More? -Hague/Mother: We came from the wires...
How many of you in there? Legion, is it?
(distorted groan)
You're spoiling him.
I was gonna wait.
Seventeen, six hundred days to go.
It was supposed to be special!
This host...
is... damaged.
-(distorted wheeze) -But I have to do it. I'm to end this mortal coil.
I can't do that if I'm talking to a fucking cipher, can I?!
Where's the poetry in that?!
♪ ♪
(buzzing groans)
(panting)
Where is the...
Hague: I am looking for someone to do a special study
with at my facility.
-(saw grinding) -(victim screaming)
(voices screaming)
-You must be Sarah. -(giggling)
(metal scraping)
(panting)
(lights click)
Looks like we've got what we need...
for a good old-fashioned exorcism.
(doors bang)
-Get the defenses up. -No power.
The Purists are coming.
-Katherine! Katherine. -Where have you been?
-Horatio, what happened? -W-where's Isaiah?
-He's with the children. Wha-- -Okay, good.
We're under attack. So take Isaiah,
and find a safe place to hide and you don't come out.
You understand? I need you both safe.
♪ ♪
Go. Okay, go. Go. Go, go.
Go, go!
Bessie: What we made of?
The steel in our hands,
-or the steel in our hearts? -Crowd: Yeah!
-Yeah! -Let the doctor burn our fucking guns.
We still got blades, ain't we?
-Crowd: Yeah! -We still got fists and teeth!
Crowd: Yeah!
Purify!
(crowd cheering, yelling)
(yelling continues)
-(Purists yelling) -(Touched screaming)
(whirring)
(rattling)
Bessie: Open the door!
(chaotic screaming)
Annie: This is what we've trained for!
Time to use what we've been given, hm?
♪ ♪
(screaming)
(flame whooshing)
(screams)
Hugo: This way! Keep going!
This way! This way! This way!
(gunshot)
(distorted groaning)
(Hague grumbles indistinctly)
-(zapping) -(Maladie yelling)
(whimpering)
(weak groaning)
(whoosh, fizzling)
(whirring)
(grunting)
(whirring fades)
♪ ♪
-Come on! -(crowd yelling)
(yelling continues)
♪ ♪
-(carriage rumbling) -(horse whinnies)
(sighs)
-(gate creaks) -(flies buzzing)
(panting)
(somber music playing)
(coughing, heaving)
(retching)
Oh, my God. Look at their face-- (gasps)
(gasping)
We're losing our turns.
(people screaming)
-(shallow breathing) -(heartbeat thumping)
(dull whooshing)
(door opens)
-(people screaming) -(panting)
♪ ♪
Penance! No.
-You're not going in. -Why? We have to help them!
We need the defenses back up. Make it safe.
Somewhere we can bring everyone. I'll go in and get them.
Just go. Come on.
-Let me go! Let me go! -Penance! Go.
-Why are you doing this? Why are you doing this? -The Galanthi showed me.
It showed me what...
what has to happen.
You're keeping something from me?
You were keeping something from me in the power station,
and you're keeping something from me now.
-No. -Swear it, then.
On my life.
(door opens, shuts)
-Myrtle, no. -I'm going in.
No, you're following my orders, understood?
You abandoned us.
You risked the orphanage for your fucking mission.
Now you want me to take your orders?
I'm finding my friend.
Myrtle, stop.
♪ ♪
(muffled screaming)
(footsteps approaching)
-(indistinct yell) -(gun cocks)
Amalia: Mundi.
-You sure as hell took your time. -Where is everyone?
-We sent them to hide. He's been covering. -There's too many of them.
-I can't find Lillie. -Who?
-You've missed a lot. -I know.
Primrose?
Myrtle. Myr...
Go after her. We'll carry on searching down here.
-(glass breaking) -(quietly): Myrtle?
(grunting, struggling)
-(gasps) -(distant yelling)
Purify.
(gasps)
(gasping)
(panting)
(weak gasp)
(weaker gasp)
(grunting)
(panicked screaming)
(door creaks)
(Myrtle breathing heavily)
No... Primrose...
No. (gasps)
(sobs)
(gasps)
Primrose: You came back!
I know.
(both laugh)
(soft cry)
-And you? -I can speak.
(laughs)
I'm so glad.
-But Myrtle, it's been terrible. -(muffled bang)
I wanted to fight. I was going to try and help them.
And then...
-I just hid. -It's alright.
Just think, you can go home now.
To all your real friends and your debutante ball.
-You can meet the Queen. -I don't want to meet the bloody Queen!
♪ ♪
I'd only get the curtsy wrong.
Mother said I always did.
And all my friends were horrible snobs.
You're the only real friend I've ever had.
But of course...
I know your family will have you back now, so.
Didn't want me then.
Not gonna get me now.
(laughs)
Well then,
we are not going to be orphans anymore
because we'll have each other, won't we?
-(sniffles) -Alright.
We can climb down, get to the gate--
(distant screaming)
Myrtle, we can't leave.
We have to try and help them.
Right. We'll find Amalia.
(door creaks)
(gasps)
-(whimpering) -Is this your best friend, Speak Freak?
Remember mine, do you?
My Nancy.
I tell you what.
-I'm gonna make you a fair exchange. -(whimpering)
You come over here,
and I'm gonna put this knife in you the way you did my Nancy.
And that way,
your little princess here makes it out of here alive!
(sobs) Myrtle, don't.
♪ ♪
-Myrtle, no! -That's it. Come on.
Oh, it's gonna slide in so easy. (laughs)
Right up close!
You don't deserve this.
I do.
(gasps)
-Primrose! Primrose! -(wailing)
(knife clatters)
Man: No, no, no! Please! Help!
(gasping)
(muffled screaming)
(muffled grunting)
(heavy breathing)
♪ ♪
-(door opens) -(footsteps running)
(muffled bang)
(indistinct yelling)
Amalia? Have you seen my family?
-(running upstairs) -(heavy breathing)
Fuck.
Can't clean this up. (laughs)
-(muffled bang) -(muffled screaming continues)
(heavy breathing)
Go.
-(muffled bang) -(sighs)
(footsteps receding)
♪ ♪
(muffled yelling)
Désirée: Stay quiet. Shh, shh, shh. No sound.
-(crying) -It's alright. It's alright.
What have we ever faced
that your good old mum couldn't sort out, eh?
(loud bang)
(Amalia panting)
(echoing clock chiming)
-(banging) -(metal clanging)
Here.
(banging continues)
-(heavy breathing) -(Simon shouting)
Simon (muffled): The same shall drink of the wine
of the wrath of God! And their kingdom
will be full of darkness and torment!
-(muffled footsteps) -(panting)
(footsteps grow louder)
(grunting, yelling)
(all panting)
(Amalia gasping)
(panting) Come on, then.
Let's dance.
♪ ♪
(hushed): Lillie! Lillie!
(muffled whimper)
(muffled cry)
I know you're here.
Come out.
Now.
(quiet footsteps)
My God.
♪ ♪
Lillie.
The orphanage is overrun. Let-let me get you to safety.
No, I'd rather die than be alone in that prison again!
There's no need. You don't have to hide anymore.
Hide?
You locked me away!
For your own good.
-Because I was shameful. -No, because you were a monster.
-Stop it! (grunting) -No! No!
See?
The monster hasn't gone.
She's still here, Daddy, and she'll always be here.
No.
Lillie: Let go of me!
(struggling)
-(gun cocks) -Wouldn't do that if I was you.
♪ ♪
-Go. -(struggling)
-Massen: You're not a Purist. -Frank: No, I ain't.
-What do you want? -Justice.
For the murder of Mary Brighton.
For the torture of Sarah Eason.
For the incarceration of that little girl of yours
who you locked up in the dark for years
while she screamed and howled and sat in her own filth.
Ah!
Massen: There is no justice.
There are no rules. There is only man
and what he can bend to his will.
I'm afraid you put yourself in the way of mine.
-Aah! -(gunshot)
Might have known I'd find you in the gutter.
(sighs) Looking at the stars.
(cocks gun)
(gunshots)
(Massen groans)
-(Hugo whimpers) -Frank: Oh, no.
♪ ♪
(heavy breathing)
(distorted groan)
(metal grate rattling)
You don't give up, do you?
(sighs) I've rebuked you, and I've bled you,
and I-I've cast you out in the name
of every heathen deity, and yet still, you persist.
(distorted groan)
(panting)
What are you?
(distorted): Sarah...
(crying laugh)
I thought you remembered everything, no?
The voice on the line.
Whispers in the dark.
(panting)
Mother.
(distorted sigh)
Guided this hand.
Now, we guide this flesh.
And if we can't borrow, we will destroy.
(Maladie grunts)
(Hague/Mother groaning)
(Maladie grunts)
(Maladie panting)
Hague/Mother: We cannot be contained for long.
We... run... hot.
The wires. That's where it came from.
(distorted buzzing)
Hague/Mother: No.
(weak laugh)
Like a stream of fire from an oak.
-(groaning) -(sizzling)
(Hague/Mother groan)
(buzzing grunt)
(groaning)
-(electricity zapping) -(distorted gasps)
(distorted screaming)
(growling)
(fizzling)
(gasping breath)
(powering down)
(fizzling)
(heavy breathing)
♪ ♪
Maladie: And when it was gone,
nothing remained but a blasted stump.
(normal voice): Mother.
No.
-She was inside me. -Maladie: It was a demon.
No...
She was a fungus.
Soft...
and spreading.
More and more of her.
All that she never was. (gasps, sighs)
(grumbles)
And she never was...
Mother.
(soft crying)
You know, Doctor.
I used to think that we were all pawns in some great game.
And we don't know the rules.
And we can't see the players.
But now, I know...
that there is always...
-a choice. -(gasps)
(crying)
♪ ♪
(sniffles, whimpers)
See who I brought to greet you.
Our old friend.
You remember?
Yes, Sarah.
I do.
(sniffles)
♪ ♪
(sniffles)
(sniffs, sighs)
(mutters)
(bone crunching)
(whimpers, groans)
(groans, sighs)
(Maladie gasping)
(Hague sighs)
And the eyes of the blind shall see.
♪ ♪
(soft crying)
(heavy breathing)
(Galanthi groaning)
(wheezing)
(shallow breathing)
(groans)
(yelling, grunting)
(dramatic music playing)
-(muffled explosion) -(gasps)
(whirring)
(yelling)
(whirring, explosion)
(explosions continue)
-Katherine! -Horatio?
Stay inside! (grunts)
(whirring, explosions)
-(gasps) -(sighs)
(muffled fighting)
♪ ♪
(muffled explosions)
(muffled sigh)
Penance (muffled): Amalia?
(clearly): Amalia?
(panting)
Horatio: Hey, hey, hey!
-Maladie: I've died before. -(Galanthi wheezes)
I thought it would be a terrible thing to do.
-But it wasn't much in the end. -(groaning)
(gurgling)
Just a moment.
(Galanthi groaning)
-(Amalia panting) -Maladie: Into the dark.
Horatio (echoing): Fuck, fuck, fuck. Come on!
(shuddering)
(Horatio grunting)
(heavy breathing)
Mrs. True.
♪ ♪
I'll hold you in my heart for as long as it's beatin'.
(sniffles)
And until my last breath.
I'll tell everyone your name who comes after.
If that's alright.
Zephyr Alexis Navine.
Who laid down her life for her friends.
♪ ♪
Death shall have no dominion.
Not for us.
(sniffles)
(soft crying)
-(creaking) -(soft growl)
-(whoosh) -(gasps)
(quiet echo): We've been through this before.
Talking isn't always telling.
You gave your life for your friends
because we needed you to understand...
(sighs)
why we would do the same.
(Galanthi groaning)
-(whirring) -(weak growling)
♪ ♪
(gasps)
(whirring)
You gave me a gift once.
To set me free.
(whirring fades)
(gasps, sighs)
(whirring grows louder)
♪ ♪
(whirring continues)
(hissing)
(gasping, sighing)
(angelic vocalizing)
♪ ♪
(quiet groans)
-Frank? -I'm here.
-It's alright. It's alright. -(grunting)
It's alright. (sighs)
(kiss, sigh)
(sighing)
That's better.
(laughs)
(grunting)
♪ ♪
(sighs)
(soft crying)
(angelic vocalizing)
♪ ♪
(vocalizing continues)
(inaudible)
♪ ♪
(sniffling)
(ragged breathing)
(gentle whirring)
(sighs)
(whirring)
♪ ♪
(hissing)
(whooshing)
(soft boom)
(whirring)
(whirring continues)
(muffled fighting)
(slowly): You will not take our home!
(muffled fighting)
-(whooshing) -(gasps)
(gasps, sighs)
-(wind blowing) -(birds chirping)
(fire crackling)
♪ ♪
(sobs)
(fire crackling)
I didn't keep them safe. (sobs)
I couldn't. (crying)
(door creaks)
♪ ♪
(gentle breathing)
(fire crackling)
Penance: So is the Galanthi gone then?
Amalia: It was never gone.
It was always here, inside us.
♪ ♪
Death shall have no dominion.
That was its plan.
Sacrifice.
To share itself.
And the spores?
Not spores.
Seeds.
It sowed itself in us.
(soft laugh)
We are Galanthi, Penance.
(water lapping)
And now, there'll be so many more.
Pretty.
♪ ♪
Look! They're everywhere!
-(giggling) -Penance: More of us.
To be spat at in the street and murdered in our home.
What, you think the hate dies with the Purists?
The Galanthi just took us for its own.
It colonized our world without so much as a "beg your pardon."
You think any of them asked for this?
-You always said the turns are gifts. -(scoffs) Look!
Just would you look around you!
Look at what my gifts have done for us!
This is it!
-This is the future that was promised! -No.
We're here to change the future, Penance.
I changed a rippling.
-And the Galanthi showed me-- -The Galanthi. The Galanthi has used you!
And I used you.
It never felt like that.
Not even once.
Amalia...
(sighs)
I said that I would follow you to the ends of the Earth.
Here we are.
♪ ♪
(Penance sighs)
(gasping)
(heavy breathing)
(emotional breathing)
Augie.
♪ ♪
(fizzling, zapping)
(phone ringing)
(ringing)
♪ ♪
(dramatic crescendo)
-(distant dog barking) -(footsteps)
-(wind blowing) -(insects chirping)
(dog barking)
(electricity buzzing)
(quiet, distorted voice)
♪ ♪
(Myrtle singing in foreign languages)
(continues singing)
(distorted buzzing)
(continues singing)
(electric buzz)
♪ I'll find you ♪
♪ In the morning sun ♪
(buzzing)
♪ And when the night is new ♪
Myrtle/Mother: ♪♪ I'll be looking at the moon ♪♪
♪ But I'll be seeing... ♪
♪ You... ♪
(lights buzzing, whirring)
("I'll Be Seeing You" playing)
♪ I'll... ♪
♪ Be seeing you ♪
♪ In all the old familiar places ♪
♪ Let this heart of mine embrace us ♪
♪ All day through ♪
♪ In that small cafe ♪
♪ The park across the way ♪
♪ The children's carousel ♪
♪ The chestnut trees ♪
♪ The wishing well ♪
♪ I'll be seeing you ♪
♪ In every lovely summer's day ♪
♪ In everything that's light and gay ♪
♪ I'll always think of you that way ♪
♪ I'll find you in the morning sun ♪
♪ And when the night is new ♪
♪ I'll be looking at the moon ♪
♪ But I'll be seeing ♪
♪ You... ♪
♪ ♪