Mrs. Mills: Sometimes the world of the living gets mixed up with the world of the dead.
Grace: At first I couldn't understand what the pillows where doing in my hands and why you didn't move, but then I knew, it had happened, I killed my children. I got the rifle, I put it to my forehead and I pulled the trigger, nothing, and I heard your laughter in the bedroom, you were playing with the pillows as if nothing had happened, and I thought the Lord and his great mercy
was giving me another chance, tell them, don't give up, be strong, be a good mother but now, but now what does this all mean? Where are we?
Mrs. Mills: Death of a loved one can lead people to do the strangest things.
Grace: Charles. You look so different.
Charles: Sometimes I bleed.
Grace: Where's my daughter? What have you done with my daughter?
Anne: Are you mad? I am your daughter.
Mrs. Mills: [to Anne, who is crying after being punished] No crying now. No crying. Stop that. Here.
[uses her apron to wipe away Anne's tears]
Mrs. Mills: Look what an awful face you've got when you cry.
Anne: [crying] I don't care!
Mrs. Mills: There, there.
[Anne finally calms down]
Mrs. Mills: You listen to me. I've seen them too.
Anne: You have?
[Mrs. Mills nods]
Anne: Why don't you tell my mother? Then maybe she'll believe me.
Mrs. Mills: There are things your mother doesn't want to hear. She only believes in what she was taught. But don't worry. Sooner or later... she'll see
them. And everything will be different.
Anne: How?
Mrs. Mills: You'll see. There are going to be some big surprises. There are going to be... changes.
Anne: [confused] Changes?
[first lines]
Grace: Now children, are you sitting comfortably? Then I'll begin... This story started many thousands of years ago, and it was all over in just 7 days. All that long long time ago, none of the things we can see now, the sun, the moon, the stars, the earth, the animals and plants, not a single one existed. Only God existed. And so only he could have created
them. And he did.
Charles: I just came home to say goodbye to my wife and children.
Grace: Where are you going?
Charles: To the front.
Grace: I thought the war was over.
Charles: The war is not over.
Grace: You're not going. You left us once already. YOU CAN'T GO! Why did you go
and fight that stupid war that had NOTHING TO DO WITH US? Why didn't you stay like the others did?
Charles: The others surrendered.
Grace: We are all surrendered, what did you expect? What were you trying to prove by going to war? Your place was here with your family. I loved you, but that wasn't enough, was it? You want to leave not because of the
war, you want to leave me, remember when you told me "I know a place where no one can bother our children when they are playing"?
Anne: Nicholas don't speak to them.
Nicholas: Why?
Anne: They're dead.
Nicholas: WHAT?
Anne: They're ghosts. Come over here.
Nicholas: But you said "Ghosts wear sheets and carry chains".
Anne: I don't care what I said. Get away from them.
Nicholas: You're always teasing me, and telling lies. I'm sick of it.
Anne: Nicholas I'm telling the truth. COME HERE!