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Mother, Father, what's wrong?
Only Possum. Black soot.
Mother, Father, where do you go?
Far from Possum and his head.
This is a bag, what's in it?
Is he looking for or hiding?
Can you see the contents?
Small Possum, is as black as sin.
Have you heard about that? / I know the place.
Where?
He doesn't know. / OK.
Then where? / Fallmarsh Forest.
Liar. They don't even say who they are.
After all, it's an old military barracks. / Where?
Fallmarsh Forest, said the police.
Liar.
My uncle said. And my neighbor is a police officer.
He is stupid.
He knows all about you.
Stop! Why did you hit me? Stop.
Stop it, you guys. / Next Fallmarsh.
What are you drawing?
Maurice?
Open bag, wider.
What's in it, man or spider?
Small children, don't get lost.
Possum wants to play.
Want to enter?
No.
You are?
The legs are good.
What is that? / This is a doll.
Do you show it to children?
I want to destroy it.
Including the head?
I've heard your action.
My old teaching colleague sent me a letter.
A scandal.
I will be pulled back, after the scenarios are dimmed.
You won't get anything from that jar.
Can I do a demonstration?
I want to see how are the legs.
Before you kill him.
You can't kill him. That's a doll.
Do you want to burn, & apos; right?
This place is disgusting, Maurice.
King of the castle.
Remember, demonstration.
Look at Possum, he lied.
Children, look at her eyes that are lifeless.
Look at the evil legs and tongue.
When he wakes up, watch him run.
Philip!
Please enter.
I want to borrow a tool.
Please?
Hungry? / Not.
Grilled Fox.
Funny.
Want to disassemble?
In my free time. / Poor.
You are a puppet expert.
You stay overnight, right?
For a while. This is my home.
Remember this one?
Well made.
My father taught me.
Decreased in the family. / You're not my father, Maurice.
Restore.
The police are investigating the loss of a 14-year-old child near Fullmarsh, Norfolk.
Officers combing the forest and local waste land
in an effort to find the child.
The last one was seen coming home from SMP Marshwood
in the full area--
Is that you, pervert?
Come on.
Can you ask what you did?
None.
Why wait there?
It used to be my school.
Can you leave?
Yes, sir. Sorry, Sir.
Philip!
Wait a minute, son. The one playing must die.
Possums are black, will eat you in bed.
Already awake?
Want to get out?
Something from a jar?
What's in it?
As usual.
Then it's not.
Is it grown, huh?
Tell me again about the fox.
Why?
Why not?
No.
Tell me.
We are in swamps. Me and other children.
I made a nest there.
It's on the bridge there.
I want to show that to them.
When we get there, we find the fox.
We think it swallowed something. Because he is panting.
His body trembles as if he is dying.
They kicked him.
Everything.
Kicking it like a ball.
What he eats is stuck until the fox dies.
Then what?
They want me to take it.
Forcing me.
My head is held and pushed to it.
I started crying.
They laugh.
Run away and leave me.
After a while...
... Change it...
opens his eyes and looks at me.
Stand up and walk away.
Done.
Stupid.
I'm just kidding.
This must be yours.
Like this house, Maurice.
They destroyed the old barracks.
It's time.
As black as sin.
Want to enter?
Maurice?
"Possum. How did he come to the world. 1978."
"By Philip Connell."
"After the fire. Possum."
"Who has blackened the sun over our city?"
"Possum. His gaze is similar the face of death that wakes up."
"Look at how he came to the world."
"Mother, Father, what's wrong? Only Possum, as black as soot."
"Mother, Father, where do you have to go?"
"Far from Possum and his head."
"Wait a minute, son. The one playing must be dead."
"Possum, black-colored, will eat you in bed."
"Look at Possum, lie."
"Children, look at his eyes that are lifeless."
"Look at his bad legs and tongue. When he wakes up, watch him run."
"This is a bag, what's in it?"
"He is looking for, or is hiding?"
"Can you see the contents?"
"Small Possum, as black as sin."
"Open bag, wider."
"What's in it? Humans or spiders?"
"Little child, don't get lost."
"Possum wants to play."
Where did that come from? / Fall down. From there.
Liar.
I don't know you can draw too.
This is a personal item.
Is it dead?
Take care of your own business.
Maybe it's still playing.
You won't see me again, Maurice. / Is it true?
The train line is broken.
You're home for vacation.
But I will see where I will, son.
People talk. / Talk about what?
Didn't you read the paper?
Why aren't you burning, Maurice?
Why not?
Maurice?
Valley of Joy, in black paint. All children in sacks.
Say goodbye to the sun and moon.
Say hello to the black balloon.
As I recall this happened before.
When you were little. After fire.
Your school, & apos; right?
I've taught you there, you remember?
I remember. / Problem with that fox.
A colleague asked me to teach them.
Remember their faces?
We show, right?
They are scared.
You put them in the bag, right?
You put on a mask so they don't see it.
Calm down, kid.
I don't know.
Sorry. This.
I don't know.
Maurice?
Police expand the missing Michael Browning search
on the way home from school Tuesday afternoon.
Officer investigates report suspicious man
near the forest and land near the former military barracks
in the Fullmarsh area.
Suspects wearing cream raincoats,
seen several times with a child like Michael.
Police warn residents not to approach the man.
And who has the info so that contacts the police in this number--
What are you looking for?
I want to talk.
Come here.
Someone is looking for you.
Who?
Policy, I think.
What do they want? / None of my business.
I said you came out.
Did you find it?
Who? / What you're looking for.
No. / He will appear. They always are.
We burn it.
We burn the doll.
You look confused, kid.
You don't look healthy.
Your face.
It's best not to go around for a while.
I want to go far.
Where?
My business.
This house will be yours.
Don't bring problems to the house.
Basic children.
Wait there.
Can I see Mr. Grant?
He was a teacher.
He knows all about it. He knows what happened.
He said he'd go with me.
Where? / to the police station.
Please wait there.
Can you contact the police? I hold him here.
The package is open.
Male Possum legged black jump.
Children, run away! He will eat a child without a mother.
Maurice!
No!
Want to meet your father and mother? / Not.
No. / Dirty child.
No. / Play with dead people.
No.
/ Poor child.
Poor orphans.
Your father and mother died? / Not.
Uncle is here, son. With his fingers.
No.
No!
No.
Do you like my fingers, kid? / Not.
Do you miss him?
Please, Uncle Maurice. Don't!
Do you want my finger, dirty kid?
No!
Then open it!
Open, I say!
Dirty child.
You don't want to leave this house?
Don't disturb your evil uncle?
No, please. / Philip poor.
Philip is poor and broken.
Already growing up.
No! Not.
To go home to hide. / Not.
Turn around. / No, Maurice.
Drop your pants. / Not!
You know that me, & apos; right? In the barracks.
You know I'm the culprit, right?
Yes. / That's where I do it.
Anywhere.
But you just keep quiet. Boy is ridiculous.
Now the police are hunting you.
Now you will be blamed.
At least six years. / Not!
If you cry, I will start again.
One!
Two!
Three!
Four!
Five!
Six!
You can fight, huh?
Can you fight, kid?
You can't fight me.
Do you feel that, son?