Zece negri mititei

“General Macarthur was looking out to sea. He was waiting for the end.”

Justice feels different when there is no one left to enforce it. The island turns into a mirror for people who thought they got away with murder.

“Hugo - he was there - on the shore - I saw him.”

Vera Claythorne keeps hearing the sound of the sea. It sounds like the drowning boy she could have saved. Guilt is louder than any storm.

“Eight people, all fairly normal and law-abiding... and yet?”

Everyone acts polite at dinner while wondering who is the monster. It shows how easily civilization cracks when survival is on the line.

“There was no one on the island. No one at all.”

Watching them search the island is wild. They look in every corner but forget that the killer is sitting right next to them.