Benedict Cumberbatch Has An Unexpected Visitor ｜ The Thing With The Feathers

Dad? Dad? What are you doing? Are you dead? Dad? I'm not dead. What are you doing? What are we doing today? Getting dressed for school. But it's a Saturday. You're switching the kettle on for me. Off you go. Boys, I need you to... I need you to help me today. I need you to help tidying up, alright? No, no, no. I'm not joking. I need you to help tidy up and put things where they're supposed to be or I will pick up any toy that I find on the floor and I will put it in the bin. I'm serious! Go in there now! And tidy it up! Good morning, boys. I find humans incredibly dull. Incredibly dull, except in grief. There are very few humans that interest me. Or grieving widows. Grieving widows and motherless... How long has it been now? Three months. Actually, maybe four months. It takes time to come to terms with. Yeah, I'm not sure I want to come to terms with it. I don't really think there are any terms that would make it alright. Did you rely on her for... Everything. It's OK to feel overwhelmed. We can talk about coping strategies or... No, that's alright. I just... I really came here to talk about my children. Have there been changes to their behaviour? My youngest is wetting the bed. Nightmares, that kind of thing. The other one is playing up a little bit more than usual. Are you maintaining routine? Structured bedtimes, mealtimes? Not really, no. You should stick to routine if you can. Children take comfort from routine. Do you let them see you grieve? I've been trying not to. You need to change that. You mustn't ignore your own grief to protect them. I think I'm being followed by a crow. Real? Those boys need bows and arrows, they need stories, they need myths, they need chaos, they need crow! You're not real! Space, space, shock, seven remnant, I suppose it's who, me, him, body, philatangular, I stand! Let me be your scorn, and take splattered head down, cut along to a dead scarf, a taintless English widower, take me, grieve, shallot, blue corpse, dust, but don't forget to grieve. I'm crowned, you don't deserve me. Corp? Yeah, yeah, it's me. I need your help, please. Of course I am. I'm just not sure about you being alone. Look, I just need to work through things for a bit on my own. I want them safe. What does that mean? I'm worried about you. I'm not gonna do anything.