Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

In the quarry.
MALVINA: (DISTANT WHISPER) Bring them in.
VERENA: (SPEAKING ENGLISH) I think you're afraid that if you speak,
What is it?
(ROCKS CRUMBLING)
MALVINA: Jakob.
I... I'm a fool to speak lightly of it.
Signore, I'm no longer sure I can care for your son.
However hard we wish them to,
(SHAKILY) Lilia, where is she?
The women work here in the house.
I do hope you'll be comfortable here.
Forgive me.
Yes.
(TAKES DEEP BREATH)
(CLEARS THROAT)
Sit down.
My wife's family has lived here for 1,200 years.
Let me care for him.
(EERIE, INDISTINCT WHISPERING)
Your father told me you have her gift.
Are you listening?
Come, Jakob.
It's strange,
You know what you must do.
Shh. Shh, shh, shh, shh. (STRUGGLING)
It seems to give him comfort.
He was as sure of what he heard as you are.
La signora Malvina.
Why would she speak to you and not to her husband?
(LIGHT WHOOSHING)
(GASPS)
me and the boy.
You haven't told me his name.
Oh.
Speak.
Take it off.
(THUNDER RUMBLING)
(SCOFFS)
This is how it must be.
Jakob.
You can't... (BANGS KEYS)
Tell me.
That what you hear isn't real,
like hers.
(DOOR OPENS)
(BEES BUZZING)
He's sick.
(STRUGGLING) Jakob.