the edge of the mass grave. Their faces are pale blue.
He shrinks back from them then looks closer. John touches their faces. He tenderly covers them with mud and debris from the forest. John cries. He stands and walks almost defeated back toward Quatie.
EXT. CAMP AREA
Quatie sits shivering uncontrollably. She hears a young girl cry from a difficult childbirth. A few people gather around the woman in the cramped quarters under the canvas.
Quatie turns and weakly moves over people to get to her. She stops in front of the girl. The woman looks at Quatie. She frantically gasp for breath.
Quatie's feels under the young woman's dress and finds the baby's head. Two old women hold the girl's back and assist.
Relax. Help me, the baby is coming.
The young woman pushes hard and groans. Quatie smiles weakly, thinking of her own son’s births.
Quatie pulls a screaming baby girl from under the young
woman's dress. She bits and chews the birth cord to sever it from the mother. Quatie smiles. A woman speaks out.
It's a girl.
The young woman smiles.
A little boy gives Quatie his coat. He shakes from the cold.
The two women lay the child down. They cover the baby with the coat. Quatie wraps the baby and turns to lay it on the young woman. Quatie hears Moon speaks.
I'll take care of the baby. She is
gone and the baby's father is dead.
Quatie looks at the old woman, then at the deceased young