Torchlight pierces the blackness of the factory
as the three men enter.
They advance through a broken wall
as they draw closer to the kid's hiding place.
Many of the baby turtles
will be born at night.
Alone and vulnerable, they are an easy target for predators.
When the sun rises, they must commence their journey.
Some will not succeed,
but this is the first chapter
in the life of the green sea turtle.
I'm waiting for you.
What?
That's 97.78, please.
Have a nice day.
Fuck yourself.
Fuck!
Your engine is fucked.
Can you fix it?
So what's the point?
Cost you more to fix it that it's worth.
How much?
I don't think you're listening to what I'm-
No, I'm listening.
Can you just tell me how much it costs
to fix the god damn fuckin' Jeep?
Like I said, you're better off gettin' a new one.
I don't want a fucking new one! I want my Jeep.
Look, that's what I was trying to explain to you!
This is an old model. There aren't many of them around.
Anyway, it's gonna take ages. It's not worth your while.
How long?
A week or two for parts and labor.
I can't do a week or two, I live out of town!
Look, I'll take her in and we can call you taxi.
I don't want a fucking taxi! Just fix my fucking Jeep.
Hey, Nick. Everything okay?
Yeah, the lady's just upset about her car.
So, eh, I just explained to her
that she'd be better off buying somethin' new.
I don't want a fucking new...
Do you mind if I take a look?
By all means. I'm on a smoke break, anyway.
Let's have another look.
See if there's anything else we can do, yeah?
Yeah.
Simone.
Follow me.
Yeah, listen.
I'm afraid he's right. This thing could blow at any minute.
I'm just having a really...
Hey. Hey, hey, hey.
Listen, I'll tell you what I can do.
A mate of mine has one of these in his yard.
I might be able to salvage what I can to get you around
for the next week or so while the parts are on order.
It's gonna take me a few hours to get it all done,
but if you can come back then?
Yeah.
Thank you.
The trees.
Take me there.
Just in time. I just finished with her.
Now listen, she'll go for a while, but she won't last, okay?
So, uh, do you want me to order those parts?
Yeah. Yeah, sure.
Great, I'm just gonna need your details there.
-There you go. -How much do I owe you?
Ah, we'll call it an even 100.
I won't charge you for these parts.
After all, they're shot themselves.
You been drinkin'?
What the fuck is it you? Are you my dad?
Listen, do I know you from somewhere?
-You seem really familiar. -No, I don't think so.
Fuck.
Fuck!
Hey!
Hey.
Oh, fuck. Fuck.
Simone.
Ow.
You're awake.
Good. Good, I thought you were a goner.
I was gonna bury your carcass in the woods.
You're not, you're not gonna tell anyone, right?
I mean...
I mean, you know what kinda idiot walks down a country road,
in the dark?
You're, you're probably hungry, right?
You want some, uh, some noodles?
Here.
Get some...
Some hot noodles.
Just, uh...
You can sit down.
Ah, you know what? Just give that a minute.
Is there someone I should call, maybe?
To let them know you're okay and where you are?
I mean, you can try it now. It just needs a minute.
Tell you what, I have to go into town
to get some shit, and uh...
And maybe you can come with me and I can drop you off,
at a bus stop or something.
Okay, cool. Yeah, so...
I'm gonna go change,
and then I think your clothes should probably be dry by then
and then we can, uh, head on into town.
Great.
What're you doing? No one touches my shit!
My fucking shit, you little asshole! Jesus fucking Christ!
How's the leg?
You'll fucking live, I guess.
Um...
I'll go get your clothes.
Wait.
Okay, just take my advice,
as someone who lived on the streets for a bit.
Whatever you're running from, it doesn't matter.
Just go the fuck home.
Your parents are probably worried sick about you,
and plus, you're like perfect rape material.
Okay, go on!
Off you go.
What a fuckin' weirdo kid.
This is fuckin' stupid.
Why the fuck are you still at the bus stop and not on a bus?
I, I didn't have any money.
Jesus fucking Christ. Are you actually retarded?
Don't you have any like friends or family
that you can call for help?
Okay, listen.
You kinda did like an okay job of cleaning my kitchen today,
so maybe we can make a little trade?
A trade?
Yeah, a trade. Like a...
Like I'm not very good at housekeeping, clearly,
and I have a lot of work to do, so,
if you come back to my house and like clean shit up,
I'll let you crash there and even give you a couple bucks
so you can eventually take a bus
to wherever the fuck you're going.
Sound good?
I'm not gonna try and diddle you, kid,
if that's what you're thinking, you're not my type.
Fuck.
What do you say?
In or out? What do you want?
But if you fuck with me or any of my shit,
I'll just drop you off right where I found you, okay?
What did I literally just say?
Put your seat belt on.
There's a lot of shitty drivers around here.
That should do you.
Uh, wait.
Uh, what's your name?
Simone.
Don't, don't you wanna know my name?
No.
No, I don't give a shit.
We're not friends. Okay, kid?
Don't fucking touch anything.
Oh. Look at you.
It's time to earn your keep, so how about you start in here?
And then, uh...
And then you can do in here.
Uh, cleaning stuff is under the stairs.
There's coffee in the maker.
You break anything, I'll break your face.
The men draw closer.
Approaching her hiding place.
The largest knocks a bottle lying on the ground.
What?
I'm finished.
Okay.
Take a break, then.
Can you not do that?
Sorry.
Kid, I'm working here.
-Yeah, I know. -If you know, then...
Why don't you go watch TV in the living room?
And then when I'm done here,
I will come down there.
Okay.
Space cadet.
The sound echoes loudly in the pitch-black,
waking the girl.
As they approach, she spots their lights in the darkness.
They swing open the door.
But she's gone.
Okay, you can do the rest of the house tomorrow.
Where are you going?
For a walk.
Can I come?
What? No.
Why?
Because, you can't! Because I need space, okay?
I need to do, just a thing for my work. It's my process!
-Process? -Yes, my process!
Like, for work. It's how I solve problems.
-Maybe I can help. -No, you can't.
-Why? -Because you fucking can't!
Jesus Christ! Fuck off, you little stain, I swear to god!
So fucking annoying. You little fucking stain, Jesus Christ.
She's a fucking parasite. You're pecking at my fucking head!
Fuck.
Fuck my life. Okay, all right, kid.
Come on.
Don't look so smug.
I only just realized I didn't want a little fucking thief
alone in my house, okay?
Stop being so happy. It's disgusting.
God damn it, happiness is for dickheads!
You really love this place, don't you?
No.
I just like trees.
Especially ones like this.
What's so good about them?
I guess...
They wear their scars proudly.
And they just stand above all other life.
When my work is giving me shit, I just come out here,
and the trees...
Sort of give me peace.
What's your work?
I'm a writer.
Like for magazines?
So, are you are like, uh,
famous?
Yeah, real famous.
Cool.
No, I'm... That was a joke, I'm not.
Hey! Don't touch that.
Sorry.
So, you're a musician?
Yeah, I mean, I used to be in a couple of bands.
Back in the day, but not anymore.
Why not?
Just kept fighting with them, I guess?
Over money?
Lack of money, mostly.
But I, uh, I gave up trying to make a life out of it.
Why?
Music just doesn't give back what you put into it.
Besides, I made way more money writing one book
than I ever did, making music.
You like music?
Yeah? What do you like?
Like Purple Six.
Get the fuck out of my house.
You actually like that whiny crap?
Dude, I used to beat the fuck out of other kids
back in the day for listening to that shit.
Oh, my god. No.
Music has to have some balls.
I'm tired. I'm going to bed.
Remember the dragons.
I see you.
Help!
I don't understand you.
Yeah, no, you're right.
That's your problem. You don't understand shit.
- Why are you doing this? - Oh, god.
This is our life, Simone.
It was you who wanted to move to the country
and become a writer and have a stable family.
Something you never had.
This is a fuckin' waste of time.
Are you okay?
Yeah, I just dozed off.
Oh, my god.
What's wrong?
Why do you drink so much?
Jesus fucking Christ.
Because it keeps my day mellow, okay?
It's pretty bad for you, though.
Oh, god. No shit.
Jesus, are you my fucking mom?
I'm just trying to help.
I don't need any help from a useless... Fuck kid!
Get the fuck out of my face!
Get the fuck outta here!
Thanks, kid.
What the fuck are you doing?
Um, I was... I was, uh, cleaning it.
You're holding it wrong.
Take this.
Go here. No, you're not trying to strangle it.
Just loosen your fingers.
There, press down hard. Does that hurt?
-Yeah. -Good.
Just, just loosen up. Hang on.
Somethin' like that.
Maybe I'll teach you a few chords.
Really?
Yeah, like, after working.
Thanks. I, I'd love that.
-Hello? -Uh, it's me, Justin.
Justin...
Uh, yeah, from Donovan's Garage in town?
Oh, hey.
Anyway, I'm just calling to let you know, uh,
I sourced those parts.
They arrived early, so uh,
if you wanna bring the Jeep in tomorrow,
I can fix it up for you and we can have you
on the road by the end of the day?
Yeah, okay. Thank you.
Cool, cool.
Just bring her by first thing in the morning, then.
Yeah, sounds good.
Okay, I will, uh, I will see you tomorrow.
-Okay, bye. -Bye.
I have to go into town tomorrow,
if you wanna come with me?
Yeah.
Thank you very much for everything. I appreciate it.
Oh, listen. My pleasure.
She's a good machine, you know.
- Worth holding onto. - Yeah.
I was gonna ask, um...
You're the singer in Cult of Osterion
and Phoenix in Flames, right?
You're Sim Chaos?
Uh...
Yeah, a long time ago.
Wow.
I can't believe I worked on Sim Chaos' Jeep.
You're amazing. Your lyrics and your riffs, they're so dark.
Thanks.
I was a big fan of your solo stuff after Phoenix as well.
Are you gonna do a follow up?
No. I'm, uh...
I'm out of the music game.
Oh. What're you doing now?
I'm writing a book.
Oh, cool! Cool.
I have to admit, I've never actually read any of your books.
What's the new one about?
It's a sequel to the only other book I wrote.
Right, "Outside"?
- Yeah. -Right, right.
That came out, what, like three years ago?
Six.
Oh, well, I'd better get it read
so I can be ready for the sequel.
Okay, thanks.
Yeah.
Uh, wait. Um...
Could I...
Could I call you sometime?
You know what? Actually, I didn't mean, um...
I didn't mean anything, uh-
No, that's cool. Um...
Sure.
Okay, uh, maybe this weekend.
Okay.
Cool, cool. I'll, uh, I'll call you.
Okay.
Okay, uh, cool. Yeah.
-Bye. -Bye.
Don't say a word.
She rushes down the corridor,
pursued by the men.
You fucking bitch! I've got ya!
Trying to get the fuck away there? Come back!
-Ow, you fucking whore! -She kicks him hard.
I'll fuckin' kill you!
And escapes into the night.
Yeah.
I kinda feel like a little party tonight.
Yeah.
It's so bad.
I'm never gonna get this to work.
No, you will.
It just takes patience and practice, and then,
once you have that, the music will just flow through you.
Hello?
Hi, it's me, Justin.
Oh, hi.
How you doin'?
Uh, good. Just eating pizza, playing some gittar.
Oh, cool, cool.
Should I call back later or-
No, it's okay. What's up?
Well, I just wanted to see if you fancied maybe
hooking up for some dinner or a drink this weekend?
Uh, yeah. Sure.
Brilliant! Um, how about tomorrow?
Okay.
Great, um, well, I get off work at six, so well,
we could maybe meet up in town at Khan's, if you like?
Yeah, that sounds good.
Great! I'll, uh, I'll see you tomorrow, then.
-Okay, can't wait. -Okay.
-Bye. -Bye.
I have a date.
Get... Do it again.
A mother can travel thousands of miles
to reach the beach.
This is the great journey of her life.
What're you doing?
I'm, I'm having a god damn panic attack.
What does it look like I'm doing?
I can't find anything to wear for this stupid date.
Like, what...
What is this shit?
I should cancel it.
No.
No, no. You shouldn't, no.
What am I gonna wear, then?
Look, I'll help you.
Sit down, I'll get something.
Hm?
Fuck no.
That's a dress.
Yeah.
-Go on. -I'm not...
-Take it. -I said no.
Wow, you look amazing.
Thank you. Uh, so do you.
Uh, would you like something to drink? Maybe some wine?
Sure, yeah.
No, uh, maybe just some water to start?
Excuse me. Could we get some water, please?
Thanks.
So, uh, how's the Jeep?
Good. Feels like a totally new vehicle, so...
Well, I'm glad.
Speaking of which, I brought this.
Oh, god.
I finished it this morning, so um,
maybe you can autograph it later.
Sure.
I loved it.
It's, uh, it's surprising. It felt so, um...
Mainstream.
No, I was gonna say hopeful.
Different to your other work. You know, that was so angry.
Yeah, I mean, that was
a different time in my life.
Things not so hopeful now?
Thank you.
So how's the sequel coming along?
Good.
Good, it's really rollin' along there,
the last couple weeks.
-Really? -No.
No, I get halfway through and then I hate it,
and then I tear it up and I throw it in the fire.
Why?
Because it's stupid, contrived bullshit.
I don't know. It just doesn't...
You shouldn't be so hard on yourself.
You've got a lot of talent.
Guys, how are you?
Have you decided what you want to order?
Uh, we have not even had a chance to look.
Okay. I'll leave it with you.
Thanks.
So you own the place, you're the boss, or?
Uh, yeah, yeah.
When I was younger,
all I wanted was to get out of this town,
but uh, my dad got sick
and so he couldn't keep the business going by himself,
so I stuck around to help out.
And then he died and now I own the place.
I'm sorry.
No, no, I like what I do.
It's not flash or anything, but uh...
It gives me time to enjoy the other things I like.
What?
Nothing.
Come on, there's something behind
those beautiful eyes.
You're just different than I expected.
Is that a good different or a bad different?
No, it's good.
If you'll excuse me, I'm gonna use the toilet.
Of course.
God, yeah.
So what do you reckon? You gonna give it to him tonight?
Yeah, sure. If he wants it bad enough, god love him.
Gonna play with him a bit before I do, though.
- Slag. -Fuck off.
Did you see the man from the garage in there?
Yeah, he cleans up all right.
Yeah, but did you see the scanger
he's with, though? -Her?
Yeah, she's a real tramp. I mean, she's riddled.
I heard she's on the game
and all the lads in town have fucked her.
-Who told you that? -Michael.
Sure, he shagged her in Grogan's a couple years ago.
You're joking?
While she was married, too?
What a skank!
In Grogan's? What a tip.
Yeah, and it was in the loo as well.
I mean, she's filthy.
What's he doing with her, then?
He's probably the last one in town to fuck her.
I mean, why else would you date the town bike?
True.
I heard she's a satanist.
Even murdered her fella.
-No. -Swear to god.
I mean, psycho went nuts a couple years ago
and the guards arrested her and everything.
Why isn't she in jail, then?
They fucked up or, I don't know,
she blew them all off or somethin'?
Ah, Jesus. Stop.
Yeah, she probably drank his blood as well.
You never know. Maybe your man's into that kinky shit.
Come on, we better get back.
Hey, this smells really good.
I think I'm gonna get that wine, actually, if that's cool.
Hey, can I get the house red?
House red? Yeah, sure.
Thank you.
Um, yeah. So um, tell me, how'd you come to be in Ireland?
Uh, that's a boring fucking story.
I'm sure it's not.
No, actually, it really is.
Is everything okay?
Yeah, why wouldn't it be?
You just seem a bit distracted.
Well, I'm not. I'm all here.
Shall we toast or something to...
New people on a first date.
Listen, um, are you sure you're okay to drive?
Yeah, I'm fine.
Okay, hey, hey, hey.
I had a really good time tonight.
Okay, great.
What're you doing?
What the fuck do you think I'm doing?
Okay, Simone, I don't think we should do this.
What? Why?
Jesus fuck, man.
It's why you asked me out, isn't it?
You wanna fuck Sim Chaos? Well, let's go.
No, Simone.
Jesus fucking Christ, get the fuck away from me, then.
Get fucked!
-Just wait! -Honestly go fuck yourself.
Can we talk?
Simone!
How'd it go?
It was fine.
Do you wanna hear my guitar?
I've been practicing.
Maybe tomorrow, okay?
-Simone? -What?
No, I'm tired.
Tomorrow. I'm going to bed.
What time is it?
Um, two?
It's two o'clock.
Why'd you let me oversleep?
You looked like you needed it.
So?
How'd it go?
Did you kiss him?
Hello, Miss Simone Freeman?
Yeah.
Could you sign here for me, please?
That's great, thank you.
What is it?
Nothing. Why don't you make us breakfast?
-Hello? -Margo?
Simone?
Been a long time.
How are you?
Fine.
I mean, yeah.
I'm not. I, uh, I need help.
What's going on?
I need money.
I'm, uh, I'm behind on my payments and the bank is gonna,
gonna take my house if I don't pay up.
How much do you owe?
A little over 100 Gs.
I'm sorry, I can't help you.
I mean, can you, um,
maybe like an advance or something?
We have already.
We were promised a draft for your new book a long time ago
and, well, there's still no draft.
Yeah, I, uh...
Please.
Look, Simone.
My hands are tied.
You're leveraged to the max.
If you were to deliver me something I could show around,
I could probably get you something,
but it would have to be really good.
It's been six years now and even though your last book
sold well, it's been too long.
How far along are you with the draft?
I still need some more time.
I'm not, I'm not there yet.
Well, you better make it get there.
Otherwise, I can't help you. I'm sorry.
Give me a call when you have something.
I've gotta run, I'm getting called into a meeting.
Are you not hungry?
I'm just not feelin' it.
What do you want me to do today?
What?
For work.
I don't know. Clean the living room.
Um...
I already cleaned the living room.
Actually, the whole house is clean.
So, uh, we need some firewood, will I
go out and collect some?
Yeah, sure.
Okay.
Simone?
Yeah.
Sorry, kid, I'm just, uh...
I'm exhausted.
Go on, I'll be fine.
You destroyed everything.
You fucking bitch. After everything I fucking did for you?
-What did I do? -I let you into my house!
I trusted you and you're fucking me over!
I don't what you're... Some guy came today.
Looking for you. What did you fucking do?
What did you do?
I swear to god, don't you fucking lie to me.
Simone, I'm, I'm sorry.
No.
No, you've gotta go right now. You've gotta leave.
Please.
Don't say another fucking word.
I can't have trouble coming my way.
Police or otherwise and...
-Simone. -No, don't, don't, don't.
You've gotta leave. You're fucking outta here.
I said get your shit!
Here's what I owe you, and more.
-Simone. -Don't.
-I thought we were friends. -We're, we're not.
How... How the fuck are we friends?
I can barely get through the day as me,
without having to take...
You're just some fuck-tard kid, just... Please get out.
Mom? Are you okay?
What do you want?
No, don't fucking stand there, get the fuck outta here!
You have a fucking responsibility!
I don't fucking care!
What did I fucking say to you? What did I fucking tell you?
You never fucking listen to me, do you?
And you're gonna fucking listen to me next time!
I swear to fucking god,
I'm gonna punch you right in the face.
I'm gonna punch your fucking eyeballs out.
You understand me? You understand me?
-Dad! -The fuck in your room!
What're you doing?
Being a little fucking cunt!
Suck my dick, you fucking asshole.
I'm losing the house.
I had a mortgage that I haven't been paying and...
Now it's too late to save it.
I'm sorry.
I wasn't always like this, you know.
I had a family.
I had friends, even.
And I had a daughter.
She would've been your age now.
But she's gone.
And so is my husband, and that house...
was all I had left of them, and when that's gone...
What about your book?
I'm never gonna finish that book, kid.
And I shouldn't have even started it in the first place.
It's shit.
I never meant to hurt you, I...
I didn't wanna hurt you.
Ever.
Can you come home with me, please?
Please?
You know I've known you this whole time
and I don't even know your name?
I like Kid.
Yeah, well...
You can choose a new name.
Just be whoever you wanna be.
Right now?
No, like, when it strikes you.
Sunrise is upon them.
The turtles commence their perilous journey to the water.
Many will perish.
But for the ones who survive,
they will return in years to come
to the very same beach their mothers did.
How they find their way back is still a mystery.
Life is truly a unique and beautiful thing.
What're you doing?
Gotta give this shit up.
You wanna help me?
Wait! Shit.
Okay, on the count of three. One, two...
That really hurt.
Let's go for a walk.
-What about your work? -Oh, fuck work.
So what're you gonna do about the house?
I don't know.
Maybe I'll sell all my gear, all my records, and uh,
buy one of those caravans.
You know? We can go road trippin' for a bit.
-Really? -Yeah.
Sure, why not?
It'll be fun. We could reinvent ourselves.
Get into crazy adventures.
Just two single girls on the loose.
Nothin' to lose.
Simone?
Hurry, Simone.
Why are you in my house?
Where's the kid?
She's outside, chopping wood.
Who are you?
I'm here to show her the way home.
She is home, you fucking creep.
Her real home.
With her kind.
What?
She's a very special girl.
But then I think you always knew that.
Why else would you befriend her?
I'm confused.
Help!
She's running out of time.
He's here.
Please help her.
Don't be afraid.
Concentrate.
What did she do?
Are you okay?
I'm fine.
I look forward to seeing you both soon.
The fuck?
What's going on? Who-
It's okay, Simone.
He's a friend.
He told me everything.
It all makes sense now.
What?
The dreams.
What dreams?
On the beach.
With him and the others.
What others?
The other children like me.
I always knew I was different.
That's how I could save you.
He helped me.
He showed me how to.
I...
I've picked the wrong day to stop drinking.
Do you...
What's that?
This is the place from my dreams.
-It's just a beach. -No, no, the dragon boat?
Where is this?
That's...
Out east, I think?
Okay, I have to go there.
What do you expect to find when you get there?
Okay.
Come on.
This is it.
I used to do this all the time as a kid.
Used to go camping,
roast marshmallows all night.
Till we were sick.
Here.
Try it.
It's hot.
Mm!
Told you.
Did you used to do this with your daughter?
Sorry.
Yeah, um...
A couple of times, actually, my husband and I would, uh...
Do this.
Go to the beach,
have a camp,
and watch the sun come up.
Can we do that?
Watch the sunrise?
Like you used to with her?
Look.
What're they doing here?
They're the ones from my dream.
My family.
They're going home.
You're going?
What am I gonna do without you?
Being with you has been the best time of my life.
You better go, then.
Kid.
Simone?
Yeah.
I've thought of a name for myself.
I want it to be Simone.
Might get kinda confusing.
Do you like turtles?
Sea turtles lay their eggs in the shore
and leave them to hatch alone.
When they finally do, they make their way to the water.
Call it instinct.
I suppose these children are not unlike turtles.
Life is truly a unique and beautiful thing.
God.
Get up, Max, you little bitch.
Max.
Max?
Max, get up.
-Dad? -No, Lana, he fell.
He fell over.
Lana.
Lana!
Lana, Lana!
Come here! Lana, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to!
Lana, please.
I hate you!
Why can't you just leave us alone?
Lana!
Help!
What've you done?
Lana.
Yeah.
Simone, honey!
Margo.
Has it arrived?
Just now.
Oh, don't you just love us?
It's very nice.
The publisher is excited.
The pre-orders are moving faster
than any other book in the last five years.
Great.
And a little birdie told me
that there are some gentlemen from Hollywood
already interested in the film rights.
Mm, cool.
Thank you.
How's the move going?
It's going.
Oh, come on, Simone.
You should be jumping for joy.
New house, new year coming.
This is by far your best work.
If your last book made you, this one will make you timeless.
Go celebrate. Have some fun.
Yeah, I was just on my way out, actually.
Oh, good, good.
Well, in that case, I'll be speaking with you very soon.
Okay, bye.
Love you.