- Here with you. - And it's all real!

- Yes. - It's not merely as it was a hundred years ago...

or a year ago or six months ago or whenever it was you were here to see it.

Now, Madeleine, think of when you were here.

There were not so many carriages then.

There were horses in the stalls--

a bay, two black and a grey.

lt was our favorite place...

but we were forbidden to play here.

And Sister Teresa would scold us.

Look at this.

Look. Here's your grey horse. Ah.

Have a little trouble getting in and out of the stall without being pushed.

You see? There's an answer for everything.

Madeleine, try.

Try for me.

- l love you, Madeleine. - l love you too.

- Too late. Too late. - No, no. We're together.

No, it's too late. There's something l must do.

No. There's nothing you must do.

There's nothing you must do.

No one possesses you. You're safe with me.

No. It's too late.