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Mary had a little lamb, little lamb, little lamb,

little lamb.

Mary had a little lamb.

Its fleece was white as snow.

Mary had a little lamb, little lamb, little lamb.

Mary had a little lamb.

Its fleece was white as snow.

Everywhere that Mary went, the lamb was sure to go.

Time for dinner!

What's going on?

You're going to love what we're having for dinner.

Shh.

You be quiet now, you hear?

It's a rule that children should be seen and not heard.

Take a seat while I prepare for dinner.

Sit up straight at the dinner table!

My boy's here now.

You be nice to him, you hear?

That's my boy!

Quick as a whip.

Good boy.

Good boy.

Where are you going, young lady?

You've not had your dinner yet.

He said he knew he'd be playing for her death

so he had no choice but to cover it all up.

Benedict admits he was stupid and rash,

but he's not a killer.

Of course, no one believes his version of events.

On November 9th, Benedict was hanged,

bringing to a close one of the more gruesome cold cases ever

told.

Molly's body may have lain undiscovered

where Benedict had dragged it into the woods

if it wasn't for Anne Margaret's psychic vision.

And this isn't the first time that visions have

helped to solve a murder case.

In 1922, another disappearance was

uncovered by a mother's dream.

And you guys can hear about the disappearance of John

Falk in next week's episode.

Well, that was Professor Rattles screaming at me

to tell you that it's time to close

another episode of Carla's Cold Cases,

a graveyard for all those who love unsolved mysteries, dead

or alive, and only on 101.8 PDFM.

Bye for now.

OK, and we're off the air.

I don't think he did it.

No, you're done.

Fine, fine, fine.

What do I know?

What do you think, Liz?

Sorry.

What are we talking about?

Since when is this your job?

You should be sorting out the socials,

not dragging random people in from the streets to shag.

He's not random.

He's very sexy.

Everyone, this is Matt.

You know, Matt's actually looking for a job

and I figured he could work here.

He's really good at coming up with tags and slogans, yeah?

Yeah.

I mean, you've got #Carla'sColdCaseslsTheShit.

You've got #RadioMurders.

Well, you know, I'm still working on some others.

Isn't he amazing?

No, you're amazing.

So we fire you and hire Matt?

Yeah, shut up, Ray.

You're not cool enough to know how social media works.

Lunch?

Bathroom.

I've been busting to go since we went live.

You need to get that looked at.

You may look at a small bladder all you want.

It ain't going to get any bigger.

All right, I'll cut you guys up.

I'm just going to pack away.

Bye.

Hi, Carla.

Hi, Shelley.

I loved the show today, even though things like death

make me a little wobbly in the knees.

My mom says she can't listen to the show.

You know, she says, get a real job, so.

What do I owe the pleasure?

Oh, Pete said he wanted to see you in his office.

Oh.

OK.

Well, do you know what it's about?

No.

He just said he wanted to see you for a quick chat.

Oh.

OK.

I'll get there right away then.

OK.

Awesome.

Thanks.

Oh, and by the way, thank you for making me feel so welcome.

I'm excited to work on Carla's Cold Cases.

Yeah, well, I heard you're the best researcher, so, yeah.

See you later.

Come in.

Hi.

You wanted to see me, Pete?

Have a seat, Carla.

So did you enjoy the show today?

1828.

Was that AD or BC?

Sorry, what?

It doesn't matter.

They're both old as shit.

Socials haven't been updated in months.

Did Liz lose the ability to use her hands?

These things are important, Carla.

It spreads the word, brings in the advertisers,

so we can't afford not to be doing this.

Well, Ray said that Liz was doing fine.

She was up to date, so I...

Who helps you compile these stories of yours?

Oh, me, Ray, and Mona, now we've got Shelley.

We go through the cold cases and also find

supernatural phenomena.

Are they all so old?

Well, yeah.

That's the very nature of cold cases.

They're all old.

I mean, today's was particularly old.

Like, AD if you still want to know.

I'm not really sure what this has to do with..

I like helping people with a genuine passion and talent

to build a career in radio.

I remember when you first came to me with your ideas,

and my first thoughts were, this could be huge,

and it was, right?

Those first few cases you went through

were shocking and fascinating.

But now it feels like you're running out of steam.

Pete.

We're a team, aren't we?

I hope you do what you love and you

help me bring in the listeners to give me

and the advertisers what we want.

But you're not giving me what I want, Carla.

Ratings were at their highest when your unsolved mysteries

were more recent.

I think people prefer that to cases from centuries

ago that they can't relate to.

No, I know, but I'm trying to get

some recent cold cases, Pete.

I'm a businessman, Carla.

I don't care how you do it, but I

need something fresh and exciting within the next week

or I'm pulling Carla's Cold Cases

and putting Ray and Mona on Frank's Drive Time show.

What?

This station doesn't run on fresh air, Carla.

No advertisers, no money, no station.

It's pretty simple.

No, I can totally do that.

I can get some...

something fresh, something new, something exciting.

Just don't worry.

I can do it.

Seriously, Pete, Pete.

One week.

Prove to me that you've still got your old magic.

That's all you're getting.

That's all I need, OK?

OK.

Fucking Liz.

Man, I should've been kicking her ass about the socials.

Oh, forget about that.

That's the super easy fix.

What we need is to find a story by the end of the week.

I know, I know, you're right.

It's... I mean, a week.

We could just wait for a case to reopen and be the first ones

to jump on it.

Maybe, maybe.

Didn't we get a whiff of something happening

on that Jeffries case?

No, that turned out to be nothing.

Like, we've got a fucking week.

Like, we can't just sit here.

We have to be proactive.

Like, we need something new, something

that's going to get the audience excited,

not rehashing some fucking missing persons

case in the middle of nowhere like Washington or something.

Pete wants new.

He wants something is happening right now.

Yeah, but if it's happening right now,

it's not really a cold case, is it?

Maybe that's why we're going wrong.

Like, guys, if we don't get something brilliant

by the end of this week then we're

going to lose our jobs, so.

Don't be scared.

Look at you.

You're shaking.

Please let me go.

Please.

I can't do that, baby.

You'll tell everyone about my little lamb.

He's shy, you know.

I would very much like you to join our family.

Little lamb's taken such a liking to you.

No, please, Somebody help me, please!

How ungrateful!

I'm looking after you, aren't I?

Silence her, will you?

She doesn't want to join our family, stupid girl.

Meanwhile, the US embassy has offered a reward

to anyone who can come forward with more information leading

to their safe return.

Police are still combing the area

around Warp Woods trying to track down Teddy Reid and Joan

Evans, who were last seen a month ago.

They are the latest in a series of missing

people in the woodland.

Warp Woods.

Although many locals seem to think the couple

have just moved on and are no longer in the area.

Woods.

Meanwhile, in Washington State, there

have been more arrests following the discovery of a kidnap ring.

So you've found something new.

I want you to send me and the team to Werp Woods.

Have you lost your mind?

I'm trying to save money here, not spend more of it.

Jesus, Carla.

There's no story here.

There's more to it.

I can feel it in my bones, I promise you.

Like, if you look closely, there's

been over a dozen people that have

gone missing over the last decade,

and the police are doing jack shit about it.

The last missing people were like a month ago.

I don't know.

You go up there and do what exactly?

OK, on the ground reporting, interviewing.

Like, we'll get out of the studio

and into the midst of it, mix it up, the whole shebang.

You'll do anything to save your show, won't you?

Yeah.

Like, Pete, I told you.

Like, the show is my baby.

I'll finance the trip, but you're booking the cheapest

hotel rooms.

Yeah, go big or go home.

This better be the best thing you've ever done

or you're stacking shelves at Tesco's, capiche?

OK, I got it.

Right now, fuck off before I change my mind.

Fucking off.

Oh, thank you, Pete.

You won't regret it.

No, wait, wait, wait.

Seriously?

You don't mind if Matt comes with us?

You do know we're sharing a hotel room, right?

Don't worry about that.

We'll just snuggle up really tight.

We'll be like one big, fat person.

Hey, don't worry, boss man.

I'll make sure this little cutie takes plenty of pictures

for the socials and shit.

And maybe one or two videos we can post, huh?

You're so bad.

You're going to get me shadowbanned.

I have everything with the kitchen sink in there.

Right, who is ready to make the best fucking

episode of Carla's Cold Cases we've ever fucking made?

Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!

Yes!

Let's go.

Hey, I need to take a leak.

Wait for me.

But, seriously, fishing will change your life.

It would just be a weekend.

Come on, don't knock it till you try it.

I'll knock anything that's boring as fuck, pal.

Now, here's the thing.

It's not, because when you go out

and you're going to get that...

No, you're done.

Zip it.

Fine, whatever.

Your loss.

You guys want some?

No, thanks.

All right, guys, everything is riding on this,

and we're going to follow the exact same footsteps of the two

missing people, Teddy and Joan, OK?

And if we're lucky, we might even find them.

Dead or alive.

Right.

Yeah, well, dead or alive, it'll make a great ending

to our series, and advertisers are

going to be falling over themselves to give Pete money.

So are you ready to make the best Carla's Cold Cases

episode ever?

Yes!

OK, come on.

Follow me.

Thank you.

What was that?

Something's not right.

Look, everything's going to be fine.

Carla knows what she's doing.

Don't you, Carla?

I haven't had a phone signal for over an hour.

Really?

The same.

No signal.

Hey, look, I don't want to be weird or nothing,

but I'm sure we've passed that tree before.

There's no way.

We've definitely seen that.

Look.

Look that's the one we took a selfie with about half

an hour ago.

Oh, god.

My feet really hurt.

Yeah, come on.

Let's stop for a minute.

We've been walking for three hours.

And I've still got no signal.

Carla, what the heck is going on?

We've been walking for three hours.

I have no fucking clue what is happening right now.

Whoa, whoa, what's wrong?

Well, I'm trying to follow this stupid map,

and we're supposedly taking the same steps that those two took,

but I just...

I have no idea where I am right now.

Well, maybe we should turn around

and we'll try again tomorrow.

Are you an idiot, Ray?

Like, we literally have a week, less than a week until we

have to break this story, OK?

We can't just mess around?

Like, fucking look?

Ray, do you know how to get back?

Yeah, yes.

Yes, I do.

It's... we, we have to go...

OK, I don't.

Guys, I think I found something.

Looks like a house.

Just over this way.

Still no signal.

My team and I have retraced the missing couple's steps,

which has led us to a very mysterious house in the woods.

Now let's see what lies ahead.

Wait, we're not going in there, are we?

Well, you're the one that pointed it out.

Carla, come back, you fucking lunatic.

Hello?

Hello?

I don't think this is a good idea.

Let's look for a phone or a bathroom.

Someone's definitely here.

Yeah, but where?

Oh, what's that smell?

It smells like burnt engine oil or...

The wind?

It's typically a rule of thumb that if it's the wind,

there should be fucking wind.

Ray?

Mona?

Hello?

OK, so we have entered the house and it actually

appears that no one is living here.

I beg to differ.

Oh my god.

I'm so sorry.

Oh, I didn't mean to frighten you, my dear.

We thought that no one was in here.

We?

Yeah.

These are my friends.

Hello.

Hi.

Hello.

My name's Mary.

And you are?

I'm Carla.

Oh.

Well, you don't look like robbers, so what brings you out

here in the middle of nowhere?

Yeah, a concert, a music festival.

Yeah, our car broke down so we were

walking through the woods for like hours.

Oh, you poor things.

Oh, I guess you already know about the signal up here,

don't you?

Yes, well, that's maybe...

do you have a phone that we could borrow, please?

To call a mechanic?

Of course.

But you must be so tired and hungry

after all of that walking, and I see you've

got some stragglers out there.

Hello.

I don't bite.

Would you like some tea?

Well, you have a lovely home, Mary.

Thank you.

My son and I adore it.

It's a bit our the way, though.

I mean, great if you don't like people, though.

What?

That's how we like it.

So peaceful here, away from everything and everyone.

I'm glad you think it's lovely, Carla.

So where is your son?

He's upstairs sleeping.

How old's your son?

My little lamb is 33 years old.

Oh, wow.

Mary, you don't happen to have a bathroom I could use, do you?

I do.

There's one just downstairs.

No, that one's not working.

There's one upstairs on the left.

You can't miss it.

Do be quiet up there, won't you?

My boy's a light sleeper.

We wouldn't want to wake him when he's sleeping.

Yes, sure.

You've got it.

Jesus Christ,

Does that woman have no sense of smell?

He's never been to school.

I taught him everything he needs to know.

Schools can make the mind fuzzy.

He learned everything he needs to in these woods.

And does he have, like, any friends out here or anything?

He's only interested in animals.

He catches them and tags them with the date

that he found them and then, you know, he lets them go.

Oh, that's nice.

And what about girls?

Oh, no.

No, no, no, no.

He doesn't do that.

That would get in the way of his mission.

What mission?

Why, protecting me, looking after, me feeding me.

Oh, I need to find me a man like that.

Uh, uh, someone.

Honestly, I'm fine.

It's OK.

You... you're OK?

It's fine.

It's just something's not right.

Oh, that bathroom stinks like a public urinal.

A woman and her grown son live in the middle of nowhere,

nowhere being a place where people disappear never

to be found.

So could there be a connection...

I've called the local mechanic for you.

What did they say?

Can't come out until tomorrow afternoon, I'm afraid.

That's fine.

You've been a gracious host but we should probably

get back to the van and find a hotel or something.

Yeah, absolutely.

You've been wonderful, Mary.

Thank you for the tea.

We appreciate it.

Hey, hey, hey.

It's pretty bloody dark out there.

Are you sure we should be leaving?

No, we don't want to risk getting lost out there again.

Yeah, well, we've taken up too much of Mary's hospitality, so.

Wait, wait.

You don't happen to have a couple of rooms we could just

stay in for one night?

I know it's a massive, massive inconvenience,

but we'll be gone in the morning when the mechanic comes.

Like I said, my boy's a light sleeper.

I don't want any...

We can pay you.

I can't take your money.

No, we insist, don't we?

200 here.

Is that OK?

I wouldn't have felt right with myself, you all leaving.

It's not safe out there.

I've got two rooms upstairs on the right.

If you need more pillows and sheets...

Great.

...just let me know.

Oh.

Whoa, that's a record for me, scaring two people in one day.

I'm sorry.

Oh, it's me that should be sorry.

You didn't eat all of your dinner.

No, I don't want to hear any of that.

Good boy.

Let's put these on.

Now, you let Mummy take care of all of this.

Good boy.

OK, I can explain.

Are you hiding a fucking mind?

Guys, I think we have something really big here,

like really big.

What do you mean?

Well, did you not hear the way she was talking about her son?

Like, it was batshit fucking crazy.

Carla, something doesn't feel right here.

Exactly.

Something is off.

Like, here's our angle, OK?

Mary and her son, like, this place

is giving me major Ed Gein vibes.

Who?

He was a serial killer, babe.

What about the missing persons case,

you know, the reason we're out here in the first place?

But I'm sensing something much bigger

than the missing persons case, like, these things

could be connected.

What are you talking about?

I've been thinking about this ever since she grabbed your arm

downstairs.

That was weird.

And what does that have to do with anything?

Yeah, like Matt said, it was weird and creepy.

What if somehow I could create something.

Whoa, no.

Create?

You mean lie.

No, just embellish.

We could very cleverly string the two stories together

and create, OK, a four part extravaganza that

will get people talking, put us on the map,

and then we won't fucking lose our jobs.

So lie.

You guys aren't listening to me.

No, Carla, we are listening, but you're

smoking crack at the moment.

We can't exploit these people just to save our butts.

Exploit is a very strong choice of word, Mona.

You'll make them look bad.

They already do look bad.

But you are going to imply that they are these evil assholes

who kidnap people?

Yeah, they could be.

Or maybe not.

I just... I really need to talk to Mary

and maybe get some info of her son.

No, no, this just seems wrong.

Can't people just be weird without being

murder psychopaths?

All right, we could get sued.

This all feels a little desperate now

and I'm really not sure about any of this anymore.

Can you just give me tonight and a little bit of tomorrow?

I just need one more interview with Mary, OK?

And then, like, we can leave and get out of here.

Everything's fine.

If it makes you happy, fine.

Let's fucking do it.

Mona.

What, right?

I'm going crazy too.

I'm really starting to think that there is something

up in that attic.

Guys, I really need your support right now.

Like, we're balancing on a fucking knife edge

and we need to seize every opportunity we can get.

So please.

Fine, fine, fine, fine.

Just one night and then we're gone.

That's it.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Psst.

Shelley.

Psst.

Wake up.

Psst.

Ray.

Ray.

Mary, I...

Couldn't sleep?

I've always had trouble sleeping.

Yeah.

I was just going to make something to eat.

Would you care for something?

What the fuck?

Oh my god, what has she done to you?

Let me help you.

What was that noise?

You must be a city girl.

The woods are full of noise at night.

Owls, bats, foxes worrying sheep.

I noticed you looking at my family photographs.

Yeah, I was.

Yeah, they're lovely.

I hope you like this.

I can't eat anything else.

Thanks.

How old are you, young lady, if you don't mind me asking?

I am 25.

25?

Yeah.

I'd have put you much younger.

I bet you're always going out enjoying yourself,

a young girl like you.

Well, my work doesn't give me the time to do that, so.

Oh.

What do you do?

I, I work in a cafe, yeah.

Curse the minimum wage.

I used to go out a lot when I was your age.

I did a lot of promiscuous things.

Really?

Oh, wow, you were wild, were you?

Well, going out lots, letting the boys buy me drinks.

But I left that life a long time ago.

Why?

My father.

One night my father said to me... well, he grabbed my arm

and he said to me, that you'll pay for going out

dressed like that.

What do you think I thought?

Then that night I'd had too much to drink

and I ended up in an alleyway.

This man came up and said, did I need any help?

And I said, no, I'm just going home.

He kept on asking, and for the 20th time I said no,

and then he slapped me hard and threw me on the floor.

He got on top of me.

I can still feel his hands.

Rough, cold, forcing me, grabbing me.

I was 16.

And then, nine months after, I had my boy, my little lamb.

But he didn't come out like other little boys.

I thought it was a punishment from God.

But no matter how different he is, he's still my son.

Yeah.

Different how?

Like, does he have a disability or...

sorry, I actually shouldn't be prying, so.

It's time to go up now.

Thank you for listening to me gab.

Sure.

Any time.

I hope the food helps you to rest.

Yeah.

Little lamb!

Where are you?

Little lamb!

Little lamb!

Mary!

Mary.

Hey, what's going on?

Oh my god, he came out.

Oh, my little lamb's escaped and I need to find him.

He can't be left on his own for too long.

What do you mean escaped?

I mean he left and...

oh, my boy.

OK.

I'll go talk to my team.

No.

No, they have to stay in the house.

Why?

Because he might come back and...

you just come.

You just come.

Carla!

Wait, wait.

Let me just go tell them to stay there, OK?

I'll be right back.

What's going on?

First I can't find Mona and now the lady's crying for a lamb.

Yeah, well, she's, like, really upset about it.

Her son's escaped or something.

I think he's, like, handicapped or something.

Do you want to tell your face what you're saying?

No, sorry, but I was, like, talking to her last night,

right?

This story is going to be insane.

Yeah.

What do you mean he escaped?

I don't know.

I'm not 100% sure, but I'm going to go find out.

Carla.

What?

Please just wait here, OK?

Just in case the son comes back.

You can check him out, see what he's like,

ask him a few questions, because I want

to know the fucking answers.

How long are you going to be?

I don't know.

I don't...

Look, you said after you got your interview with her,

we were out of here.

You've talked to them, so let's get the fuck out of here.

No, please.

It'll all be worth it, Ray?

I promise you.

Please just stay here.

OK.

Stay.

Carla!

I'm coming.

Ray, I really need to talk to you.

Carla's losing her mind.

She's been researching murders and death and stuff

for this podcast for so long she's completely lost it.

That's not true, Shelley.

Then explain her behavior, Ray?

She's just, I don't know, insanely stressed right now.

She's worried about her job, your job, all of our jobs.

But how far will she go?

I mean, didn't she say the son was handicapped or something?

Do you really think someone who's

handicapped is going around kidnapping people with his mom?

Come on, let's just get out of here, please?

What about the rest of the team?

Look, the mechanic's arriving tomorrow at noon.

He can take the rest of them into town.

The longer we stay here, the messier it's going to get,

and, honestly, I've had enough of this shit.

What about Mona?

She's probably waiting for us at the van,

and Mary and Carla are off looking for the boy.

I mean, you saw Mona yesterday.

She really didn't like any of this stuff.

Fuck it.

Do you want to know something?

I hate my job.

I just want to fish.

I mean, I hope Pete fires all of us,

because I don't care about the ratings or the advertisers,

all that bullshit.

I just want to go out on a river somewhere, right, and fish.

That actually sounds like a really good time.

Hey, what's happening?

Yeah, we're trying to chill out in there.

Oh, the son's gone missing and Mary, Carla, and Mona

are out looking for him.

He's, like, special needs or something,

and we're going too, now, so you guys

need to stay here in case he comes back.

Oh, really?

So we get this whole place to ourselves?

Unless he comes back.

Yeah.

You know what this means, don't you?

Party time.

Right.

Well, we're going to get going now.

OK.

Oh, I just.

Did you hear that?

Hear what?

I just heard something outside.

It's probably a bird or something flew in the window.

Come here.

What if it's that man?

Man?

Yeah, her son.

What if he's outside?

I can't do it with somebody watching.

OK.

I'll go out and check.

Hello?

Is there anybody there?

This is not funny, man.

This is not funny.

Did you find...

Whoa!

Holy shit.

Did I just scare you?

No.

Shut up.

You made me come out here for nothing.

Hey, look, it's nobody here but you and me.

What's up?

I could have sworn I closed that door behind me on the way out.

The wind?

Maybe.

Hey, I'll make sure I lock it, OK?

Keep all those mad men at bay, huh?

Hey, do you want to know something?

OK.

I've never done it in such an old house before.

Matt.

Have you?

No.

Well, tell you what, we could make it fun.

I've got a bottle of wine in my rucksack,

so why don't you get yourself comfortable

and I'll be right back?

OK.

Don't take too long.

Where the fuck did I put you?

Come to daddy.

Matt?

Was that you?

Matt?

Stop messing around, Matt.

This isn't funny.

Matt?

Are you in there?

Matt?

There it is.

Oh, thank god.

Wait, wait, wait.

Where's Mona?

She's probably out looking for Mary's son or something.

Get in.

Yeah, let's go.

Oh, god.

Let's get the fuck out of here.

Fuck.

It's so hot.

I'm just over this shit.

Car's not starting.

What do you mean the car's not starting?

It's not starting.

Did we leave it on overnight?

I don't know, Ray.

Oh, come on.

Fuck, come on.

Just... what the fuck?

All the wires have been cut.

Ray.

Why isn't it going?

Ray.

Ray!

Ray, look over there!

What the fuck?

What the fuck is that?

I'm trying, I'm trying!

It's not turning on!

Oh my god!

Oh my god, Ray!

Fuck!

Ray, start the car!

What the fuck?

Oh my god!

No!

Help me!

Little lamb?

He wants to do the right things, but he's so animalistic

sometimes.

I know people like that.

Not like my little lamb.

What do you mean?

Well, looks can be deceiving, Carla.

People are so quick to judge when somebody

doesn't look like them.

But there can be an angel inside.

You don't judge people, do you, Carla?

I don't think so.

All right, so what is your boy actually running away from?

Oh, he's not running away.

He's just protecting me in his own special way.

Protecting you from what?

All the bad people that don't understand us

and won't leave us alone.

I don't quite get what you mean.

My boy's a good boy, Carla.

He just wants to do what's right for us, and for me.

You don't think my boy's a bad boy, do you, Carla?

I don't know.

I don't know him.

Well, if he's protecting you, that's good, right?

Yeah.

I would like to meet him.

He's like to meet you too.

Is that your humming?

It's our song, my boy and I.

Oh, Mary Had a Little Lamb.

Yeah.

And everywhere that Mary went, the lamb with sure to go.

I knew you'd know it, Carla.

Is something wrong, dear?

No.

No, I would just really like to find your boy.

Yeah.

I think we should get back to the house now.

OK.

Guys, we're back.

Did you find little lamb?

Guys?

Isn't he something?

My little lamb.

He is so smart.

I said that I would sort everything out, but, bless him,

he always wants to do the chores.

I think he's setting up in the kitchen now.

What are you talking about?

I'll tell you this, Carla, because you'll understand.

When I first saw my little lamb, I thought,

how can I love someone that looks like that?

But actually, God and all his angels

were giving me a gift, one that I had to mold,

but a gift all the same.

What are you talking about?

He's a monster.

A beautiful monster.

He was like any other little boy, playing in the playground,

but he didn't look like the other little boys.

They didn't want him to play.

It made me very, very angry that they could

be so cruel to my little lamb.

Mary, OK, you're scaring me.

You're scaring me.

Don't be scared.

You're different, Carla.

You have a kind heart.

You listen to people.

You'd never do anything to hurt anybody.

I want to see my friends.

I want to see my friends now.

Oh, you will.

We'll have a feast.

I want you to be part of our family.

There's only the two of us.

And my boy, he gets lonely for company.

And everywhere that Mary went, the lamb was sure to go.

He'll be following where you go too, Carla.

No!

Please, please, please!

No!

Oh, now that Carla's awake, we can eat.

I hope you've washed your hands for dinner.

Oh.

Oh my god.

Settle down.

What's happening?

Settle down.

Settle down!

That's better.

Now that Carla's awake, I can say grace.

Heavenly Father who's art in heaven,

thank you very much for this wonderful feast.

When we were hungry, you gave us food.

When we were thirsty, you gave us drink.

And my wonderful son, who is an angel fallen down

between the cracks of heaven to do God's bidding.

Amen.

Let's eat.

Sorry.

Not good?

Tad gamey.

You smell like a nice cook.

No, no, no, no.

No, no, no.

Why the fuck are you doing this?

Inside everyone there is good, even the bad people.

We're just separating the good from the bad.

When we eat the flesh, the good radiates out like a warm glow.

No.

I'm so sorry what my son did to you.

He doesn't know his own strength.

Try.

Try some.

Oh, I'll get that.

It's OK.

I'll get it.

You are so beautiful, Carla.

You remind me of me when I was younger.

You're so beautiful.

Go get her!

You're not a beautiful person, Mary.

Well, I must say...

My friends weren't bad people.

I can assure you that they were.

OK, so why hasn't he killed you then?

I'm not a bad person.

I'm his mother.

You said that he was a normal little boy,

so you taught him how to be like this.

We did what we needed to do to survive.

You fucked your boy up, Mary.

You created a monster.

Like, why?

Why couldn't you just love him for who he was at the start?

You have no idea what it was like!

God himself brought this deformity into our lives

and I turned the darkness in him into life!

Do you know fucking insane that sounds?

Do you realize how...

I did!

OK.

I'm sorry.

Oh, Mary, I'm sorry that you were raped.

I am.

And I'm sorry that life, like dealt you this hand.

But you cannot blame the whole fucking world and try and kill

everyone in it!

Those people were trying to hurt me!

No, they weren't!

They didn't do anything!

We did nothing!

You just made your fucking son into a fucking killing machine!

Do you know how hard it was?

He's got his issues, for sure, but I kept him

on the straight and narrow!

Do you know how I did that?

I slapped him! and I slapped him!

And I turned him into the protector that I deserved!

You broke him.

You broke him!

You manipulated him!

You.

You used and abused him.

You're fucking cruel and vindictive.

And you used and abused him.

Do you knew fucking what?

He isn't the fucking monster.

You are.

You are the fucking monster!

You...

Fucking bitch!

Kill her!

Are you stupid?

Get your ax and fucking kill the whore!

Help!

Help me!

Please, please, please, please, stop!

Stop!

Stop, stop, stop, stop!

Please!

Stop, stop, stop!

Are you OK?