-NARRATOR: Who decides who belongs in the world?
♪♪
-MAN (on radio): Blizzard emergency conditions
are now in effect across Northern Wisconsin
through early Sunday morning.
Winds up to 70 miles-per-hour
have resulted in whiteout conditions
with snowfalls up to three feet throughout the region.
Severe wind chills reach 30 degrees below zero.
Road closures are in effect throughout the region,
as the Weather Service is warning everyone to stay inside.
Lockdowns are in effect in Francis County
and Smith County,
with power lines down on Essex Road.
The local police precinct is working to restore power.
Blizzard conditions have killed three
with seven more in critical condition.
Severe warnings to stay inside continue throughout the night,
as residents are encouraged
to take shelter in their basements,
and to keep all doors and windows closed,
as the wind chill...
(window rattling)
-Shit.
(wood creaking)
-(wind howling) -(fire crackling)
(exhales)
(groans)
Mmm... Mm-mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm.
(inhales) Mmm....
(inhales, cries out)
(objects clatter)
Ahh!
Mmm!
Mmm.
(exhales)
(wood clatters in distance)
(door slams in distance)
(wind whistling)
(wolves howl in distance)
(latch clicks)
(switch clicks)
-♪ There were nights of endless pleasure ♪
♪ It was more than all your laws allow ♪
(singing along)
♪ Baby, baby, baby, when you touch me ♪
♪ Baby, baby, baby, when you... ♪
♪ Like this ♪
♪ And when you hold me like that ♪
(clicks off)
-♪♪ (humming tune)
(sniffs)
(exhales)
♪♪ (singing tune)
Oh! Hmm.
Ah!
Ahh!
(straining)
(retching)
(coughing)
(cries out)
(panting)
-FEMALE VOICE (on computer): Hello, Nera.
-Call Dr. Burrell. -Sure. How's it going tonight?
-Call Dr. Burrell.
-Calling Dr. Burrell at betterbaby.
-(moans) -(beeping)
-DOCTOR BURRELL: Nera, what's wrong?
-I think I'm going into labor.
-DOCTOR BURRELL: That can't be right. It's too soon.
-I know, but something's wrong.
-DOCTOR BURRELL: Listen, Nera,
there must be a malfunction with the programming.
-(connection breaking) -(groans)
-FEMALE VOICE: Connection lost. Redialing.
(line beeping)
(moans)
-FEMALE VOICE: Redialing.
(line beeping)
-Status?
-FEMALE VOICE: Can't connect.
Lost service.
-Call 911. -(line beeping)
-FEMALE VOICE: 911. What's the emergency?
-I think I'm going into labor.
-FEMALE VOICE: Ma'am....
(connection breaking)
-I said I think I'm going into...
-FEMALE VOICE: Speak up.
-Hi. I said I think I'm going into labor and I'm alone.
Hi! Hello?
I said I think I am going into labor,
and I am alone.
I need someone to send help, please.
-FEMALE VOICE: Connection lost.
-Fuck!
(moaning)
-(liquid pouring) -(panting)
-Fuck.
(groaning)
(cries out)
(exhaling)
(whistling)
(cries out)
(prolonged moan)
-(baby cries) -Oh!
(laughing)
(sobbing)
(baby screeching, crying)
(whistling)
(baby wailing)
-(whistling ceases) -(sighs)
Jacob.
(baby cooing)
(sighs)
(clattering in distance)
Jacob?
Hello?
What?
Jacob?
-(chuckles) Boo!
(screams)
(child giggling)
Jacob?
Jacob!
How'd you get here?
-(squealing) -Stop it.
(squealing continues)
(muttering) They said this couldn't happen.
Just stop it. Just stop it.
Okay? Just stay right here.
Sit down. Stop. Don't move.
Okay. Okay.
-Jacob... (indistinct)
-Dada! -Okay.
-Don't move, okay, baby? -Okay.
-(fussing)
Stop it, Jacob. Stop it!
Jacob, stop it. Stop it.
(cries out)
FEMALE VOICE (on speaker): Call from Dr. Burrell at betterbaby.
Call from Dr. Burrell at betterbaby.
-He's two. He's already two.
You said those side effects wouldn't happen.
-DOCTOR BURRELL: The software malfunctioned.
I... I don't know how... But he is incredibly...
You have to protect... by any means necessary.
He is incredibly...
-FEMALE VOICE: Connection lost.
-God! Fuck!
Jacob.
Baby.
Jacob?
-(wood clattering) -Jac...
(knife unsheathes)
-Hi, Mommy.
What's wrong, Mommy?
-Stop it, Jacob.
-What did I do wrong, Mommy?
All I did was get born.
-Give me the knife.
Give me the knife, young man.
-I need it.
-For what?
-To protect me from you.
This sweater's itchy, Mommy.
It's itchy, Mommy.
-I can see that.
Come here.
(footsteps departing)
Mommy's just scared.
Okay?
So now you can give Mommy the knife?
Oh, Jacob.
Hey, come on.
-Okay. -(computer chimes)
-FEMALE VOICE: Three new voicemails from Dr. Burrell.
-I'm hungry. -Let's give Mommy a minute.
-Play voicemail. -I said, I'm hungry.
I heard you, baby.
-Give Mommy a second. -Now!
-MAN (on speaker): Nera, did you do it?
-Okay, baby.
Okay, go wash your hands.
(water running)
Now go sit at the table.
Hmm...
-Milk, too, please.
Tell me a story, Mommy.
-What kind of story, baby?
-A happy one.
-Hmm...
Once upon a time...
Once upon a time, there was a woman...
-Ooh! This is getting good.
-(chuckles)
Once upon a time, there was a woman...
who...
hated being alone.
-How come, Mommy?
-It's because...
Because it's all that she knew.
When she was a baby...
some strangers found her
in a Dumpster.
She had been there the whole day.
And...
it even made the news.
A little black baby girl
found in the Dumpster all alone.
And even then, no one claimed her.
No one wanted her.
They thought she was wrong.
She went from home to home,
family to family.
Always alone.
-What happened when she grew up?
-Well...
She was still alone.
She tried to find someone...
someone to spend time with,
someone to laugh...
But...
No one...
No one really liked her.
-How come, Mommy?
-Um... they didn't think she was very fun.
Maybe she wasn't.
Maybe during, um, dinner
or a boring movie,
she would drift off and think of that Dumpster.
And...
You know, it's, uh...
darkness smell...
(liquid pours)
It's meaning...
about how no one thought she belonged in the world.
(wind whistling)
But then, uh...
-But then?
Your story.
-Yeah.
But then...
this woman,
she decided that she was...
In a change of fate,
she was never gonna be alone again.
She was gonna have a baby.
-And did she? Did she have the baby, Mommy?
-Yes.
And she had him, but he didn't come out like she thought.
-He didn't?
What was wrong with him?
(knocking on door)
-Ma'am? -What do you want?
-OFFICER: We got a call.
Operator said she heard you scream.
Is everything okay here?
-Ma'am. -Yes, everything's fine.
-Then why'd you call?
Are you alone?
-My son's here.
-Did you call about your son?
Why don't I have a word with him?
-No.
You're not touching him. He's fine.
-Ma'am?
-There's nothing wrong with him.
We're fine.
-Next time I'm called back here, I'm gonna have to...
(latch clicks)
-So what was going on with the kid, Mom?
The... The one from your story?
-Nothing, baby.
He was perfect.
♪♪