(music)
(soft melancholic music)
♪ Stranger please I'd like to go back to ♪
♪ The time when we ♪
♪ When we had never met and ♪
(knocking)
♪ There was nothing to forget- ♪
(knocking)
- Uh, come in.
- Uh, it's probably better if I don't.
Can you just sign 'em here?
I gotta get going up north.
It's a long drive-
- Yeah. Yeah. I know.
Um,
can I just show you something?
- Maeve, you said that we were going to make this quick-
- I know.
I know what I said, but please,
I need to show you something.
Please?
(metal slamming)
(paper crinkling)
- Have you been sleeping here?
- No.
Well, uh, yeah, sort of.
Um, (sniffling)
I just- I've been working a lot.
- I can see.
(bird chirping)
- These new ones are dark.
- Not all of them.
(soft melancholic music)
- Take a seat.
- I can't stay.
- I'm not asking you to stay. I'm asking you to take a seat.
Thank you.
Um
(sniffling)
At the summer festival that we did in the Netherlands,
do you remember that really amazing company
from the Grand Theater in Groningen?
- The Levend troupe.
- And we went out with them afterwards.
And you asked them,
"how do you make your puppets feel so alive?"
Do you remember what they said?
They said we don't make them live.
Our shadows do.
- The Dutch can get pretty poetic
after a gallon of Beerenberg.
- I made you something.
- She'll be pretty.
- Hold her.
(suspenseful music)
- Don't scream.
Okay?
(whistling)
(door squeaking and hinge clicking)
(door squeaking)
♪ A shadow, my shadow, ♪
♪ She followed me home ♪
♪ Her hands in mine, now I'm never alone ♪
♪ When the sun sinks low ♪
♪ She grows up behind me ♪
♪ But if darkness comes, ♪
♪ she disappears inside me ♪
(suspenseful music)
(gasping)
(bird chirping)
(bird screaming)
(crackling)
(gasping)
(screaming)
- No!
(screaming)
- This is what I wanted to show you.
(crackling)
- Oh my god!
(climactic music swells)
- Maeve
what is this?
- It's a second chance.