MAG:
Hi Nathan.

NATHAN:
Mag! How did you get in here?
Don't you have a show tonight?

MAG:
How are you, Nathan?

NATHAN:
Busy.

MAG:
You never were a man of many words, Nate.
You told me Shilo died!

NATHAN:
Listen...

MAG:
Nathan! I promised your late wife
I'd be present in Shilo's life!

NATHAN:
Pleeeaaase Mag! Shilo's very ill.
It's not safe... for her to see people!
I need to give her her medication.

SHILO:
Dad! Let her stay in here!

NATHAN:
No, she's leaving.

SHILO:
Please hide her here!

NATHAN:
But from what?

SHILO:
She'll be dead!

NATHAN:
Look I told her she was sick.

MAG:
Nathan you are hurting me!

SHILO:
Dad!

NATHAN:
My daughter needs her rest!

MAG:
I'll be fine, Shilo, don't you fret!

SHILO:
Repossessions are dangerous!

NATHAN:
Shilo go to bed!

SHILO:
You're not safe! Dad, she's not safe!

NATHAN: [overlapped with Mag]
Please don't you fret!
Mag, I told you that she is sick!
You'll upset her, I can't have this!
I'm not going to ask again!
Leave our house! Leave our house!

MAG: [overlapped with Nathan]
Nathan, what has become of you?
You've turned this house into her tomb.
Marni wouldn't wanted this for you;
Set her free. Set her free!

SHILO: [over Mag and Nathan]
SET HER FREE! PLEASE DON'T LEAVE!