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Thank you very much.

Thank you.

Nothing to be done.

is that shunned, now dimmed and gone,
the cheerful

heart now grown.

Why'd you shoot it?

The pet.

To jump up in the garden, make shit of
the painting.

Couldn't just chew it away, huh?

Got some stubborn.

Spray it with a hose?

So for those, long, long ago, deep in
the woods, there was a small stone hut.

And inside the stone hut, there lived an
old kayak.

A witch.

Preying upon the lost, the evil old
crone would first put the new traveler

her spell, leaving them a dazzled and
vulnerable and laxed game.

The witch would then shackle her stunned
prey before taking the lost travelers

on a tour of the underworld.

Sometimes, a hand or a claw would reach
out from the dark and tear a piece

from those at the ends of her chain.

Look out an eye.

Peel off an ear.

And sometimes, they took something from
a little boy that was more valuable to

him. and his eyes were yours.

Any guesses which part of you that might
be?

Who's your kids?

No.

Go find your parents.

And don't talk to strangers again.

There are worse things than strangers
out there yet.

Did we wake you?

Mr. Cobb, my apologies.

I was on the phone and I thought I'll be
able to... Don't apologize to me, you

man -eater.

Apologize to the guest.

My apologies.

Why don't you mind your own business?

It is my business.

I'm the owner.

Bowman, remember reservation?

If you could just... Mr.

Bowman. Mr. Om Bowman, Pullman City,
Washington.

With us for a week.

Welcome.

Fuck it up.

Dining room is down this corridor here.

Breakfast in the morning from 7 to 10.

Halloween party tomorrow night with live
music, cocktails, costumes.

It'll be a bit of crack.

Oh, um, crack is a word we use to
describe a fun time here in Ireland.

Yeah, can I get a room as far away from
the crack as possible?

Work to do. What do you do?

Writer.

Well, you shouldn't hear a thing.

Thank you.

Wait.

Bowman. I know that name.

I think my son is a fan of yours.

The celebrity.

Well, if there's anything we can do to
make your stay more enjoyable, please

dial O and let us know.

All right.

Oh, maybe I could bring him my son's
book and you can sign it for him.

Now There's nothing getting through that
that's built to last

Are you lost?

What does it look like?

With that attitude, it looks like you
can stay lost.

Okay, sorry. I'm just... I can't find my
room. It should be right here, but it's

not.

Yeah, this way. Thank you.

First time in Ireland?

Yeah.

Are you having a nice time?

Yeah.

This is you.

Thank you.

Enjoy your stay.

Oh, hey.

Sorry, you happen to know where the Big
Redwood

is?

Who are those?

Jesus.

Oh, uh, my folks.

Sorry for your loss.

Want a drink?

I think I may need something stronger
than milk.

It wasn't stronger than that.

You want some?

Poochie.

Ishkabah.

Water of life.

Yeah, that's Moonside.

If you want something to defeat the
demons, not just be running from the

mushrooms.

I love driving.

All natural.

Pick, dry, grind the mushrooms myself.

And I like it with goat milk.

What are you going to do with it?

I'll bury her.

Do you know why they climb on the cars?

Goats like to graze on the mushrooms as
well.

And when they're coming up, they go
looking for reflective surfaces.

Because staring into your own eyes on
mushrooms deepens

the trip.

But it can be dangerous.

Especially if there's an asshole with a
crossbow nearby.

Don't get me started.

I've nearly come to blows with them
over.

Thanks for the drink.

Don't go climbing up on any cars.

I won't.

His skull is the only hard object for,
like, miles.

So, the conquistador hits the boy with
the bottle, killing him.

But the bottle still doesn't burn.

In the end, he wanders out into the
desert to die.

Why would you write that?

What do you mean?

I mean, it's so bleak.

Well, you know, it's meant to be
challenging.

Well, I won't be reading it.

Not if that would happen.

Well, you know, a few of my novels have
been turned into bad movies. When they

make the movie for you, you tag on a
happy ending.

Okay, well, any better.

You remind me of my mom.

Your mom?

How old do you think I am? Well, when
she was young.

In a way.

She looked happy.

My dad took that.

You know, they came here for their
honeymoon.

Always wanted to come back.

Oh, yeah?

Yeah. Why didn't they?

Oh, she died a few years after that.

She was very young.

And she died.

Murdered.

Shot in the face.

She came home from work.

Did they cast the person the shocker?
He's too young to be punished.

Could have fucking hanged him.

And your dad?

Oh, well, he turned into a monster and
drank himself to an early grave.

You know, they're ashes for years. Never
knew what to do with them.

Yeah, they were happy here, so.

Hey, I noticed the honeymoon suite is
closed.

I wonder if that's the room they stayed
in.

That has been closed a long time.

Do you know why?

Because no couple in their right mind
would honeymoon here?

It's haunted.

Hmm. By a witch.

Mr. Cobb says they managed to lock her
in there years ago.

I tried to convince Mal to sneak the key
off Mr. Cobb.

Look up there.

But he wouldn't go first.

I have never known a man to be so afraid
of his father -in -law.

Why do you want to go up there so bad?

See if there really is a witch up there.

What if there is? Are you afraid she'll
get you?

I brought you some chalk.

Chalk? If you ever find yourself being
chased by a witch, she'll circle around

you. Keep you safe. If I ever think I'm
being chased by a witch, I will look for

a psychiatrist, not a piece of chalk.

Oh, perfect.

I'll leave.

I'll only hear about your encounter with
the witch upstairs.

Well, um...

And that's what happened.

How come?

Don't worry, I'll be here.

I believe you.

Fiona, delivery to the phone.

Back in a minute.

Are you enjoying your stay, Mr. Bowman?

I guess.

When I saw the name, I didn't think it
would actually be you.

Oh, what are you doing here?

I don't mean to bother you, but I wanted
to tell you how much the books have

meant to me.

I really relate to your characters.

Oh, that's troubling, seeing as those
pages are populated by deeply disturbed,

desperate people.

Oh, is that what you use to keep track
of all your ideas?

It is, yeah.

In fact, I had one.

Speaking with you.

Idea for a character.

Oblivious charisma vacuum.

Completely incapable of reading a room.

Is it true I read that you're finally
writing the end of the Conquistador

trilogy? How the fuck do I know what you
read?

No, I mean, is it true you're finally
writing the ending?

No, I'm starting to think it's going to
be open -ended.

And are you happy with how it's going?

I'm a writer, too.

And some nights it's hard to face that
blank page.

Yeah.

So that's a Halloween costume you're
wearing?

Oh, no, I just work here to pay the
bills. Oh, okay. So you're not a writer,

you're a billboy?

No, I am a writer. I just don't get paid
for it yet.

It can be hard for publishers or agents
or anybody to read anything.

And actually, I've got a manuscript in
my locker. Do you mind if I actually

a look at it? Nope.

Oh, why not?

Oh, Jesus!

You need thicker skin than that if you
want to make it as a writer.

What happened there?

Never made junior rise.

I'll take another one.

That'll be the last one.

To bleak endings.

weird feeling.

Not answering.

The way he was drinking, he probably
passed out in a pool of his own piss.

He burnt my hand. Would you just open
up?

Your funeral.

Mr. Bowman?

It's Fiona.

You left your things in the bar.

Mr. Bowman?

Thanks very much for your time, guards.

Mr. Penman?

You closing?

End of season.

How, uh... How are you feeling?

Oh, I'm sorry.

I just, uh, came to get my stuff.

Of course.

Just, uh, back here.

Thank you.

Hey, uh... Who found me?

One of the members of staff.

Fiona. She was working in the bar that
night. Christ.

Is she around?

No. Well, I'd like to talk to her.

Apologize. Could I get her number?

And it's her...

Berman, Fiona's missing.

What do you mean?

She hasn't been seen since Halloween,
and that's weeks ago.

What?

We thought maybe she just wanted some
time and didn't let anybody know, but...

What do you think happened to her?

I don't know.

Okay,

but she couldn't have just disappeared.

They searched the hotel?

Of course.

And the woods.

Could she have been taken?

By who?

Well, how the fuck should I know? I
mean, there's a local weirdo, a guest,

someone who works here. I mean, I don't
know if you've noticed, but there are

some oddballs walking around this place.

Okay.

Those men, they were police.

There is a man that they want to speak
with who lives in the woods. His name is

Jerry.

Fergal saw Fiona outside talking to him
earlier that night.

He has been seen since.

Now, we always just consider him a pest
around here.

He comes into the hotel with a fire,
bothers the guests. Right.

Since his disappearance, the guards have
learned who Jerry is, and it turns out

Jerry disappeared after his wife died
under suspicious circumstances ten years

ago.

Mr. Bergman, I think you've been through
enough.

Go home. Heal.

I promise I'll call you myself if
there's any updates.

I bet you have a whole new appreciation
for a woman's intuition.

Albie told me that Fiona made him unlock
your door because she had a bad

feeling. Lucky boy.

You saw Fiona talking to the man in the
woods before she disappeared.

Jerry. I warned her before to stay away
from him.

Yeah, Mal said his wife died under
suspicious circumstances.

Well, he obviously killed her, didn't
he?

Or else would he be down here hiding in
the woods for years, living out of an

old van?

Well, now he's gone.

He'll be back.

I'll be waiting for him.

Did you talk to her that night?

Yeah. Yeah?

How'd she see him?

Well, not herself.

Wanted.

Sad.

I think she was still in shock from
having to cut you down.

Okay, what about the honeymoon suite?

What about it?

Well, was it searched?

I mean, Fiona mentioned wanting to go up
there.

Impossible. The gate is always locked.
Mr. Codd was the key in them at all

times.

No, it wasn't, sir.

It's always locked.

It's locked now.

Mr. Carp has me check the gate every
day.

There's no way she could have possibly
got up there, so you might as well

suggest that we search the moon.

Police talk to you?

I drop to the garage every day.

My first cousins.

Garda Targent is my uncle.

Mind you ask?

This is the best thing you could do now.

Just get into your car and fork off back
to the airport while you still look

like your passport picture.

Safe home now.

Jesus fucking Christ.

Fiona would be glad to know you woke up.

Okay, well, she's missing.

You have anything to do with that?

No.

Well, the police are looking for you.
You're the last one seen talking to her.

I don't think it's the only reason
they're looking for me now.

Huh?

Yeah, that's right. They said you killed
your wife.

Yeah.

That's true.

She was very ill.

She was in a lot of pain.

You know, Mrs. Fiona, we were friends.

She let me borrow it.

Oh, she did?

Okay, well, why don't you come with me
and we'll talk to the police.

No, it's pointless.

They wouldn't believe me anyway.

Yeah. Why? What do you think happened to
her?

I don't know.

But I know she's dead.

Why do you say that?

There's a cupboard in Mal's office full
of medicine left behind by a guest.

Two nights ago, I went there to stock
up.

I saw her.

What? And the bell she was pointing to?
It's an old mechanical call bell

connected to the honeymoon suite.

I think she was trying to tell me to
come up there.

I'm waiting until the hotel's empty, and
then I'm going up there to check.

Okay, but unless you have a key, then
how the hell do you... Ah, right, of

course. The cop lives on the other side
of the woods I broke in.

But if he had the key, then she couldn't
be up there.

No, this was stolen.

Took her up there and then put it back
without him noticing.

Right, but who would do that? I don't
know.

Okay.

Why don't you give it to me? I'll go
back and I'll check.

You wouldn't even get near the gate with
Fergal and Hal still there. No, it has

to be at night.

Tonight.

When the hotel is empty.

Would you come with me?

I don't know what I'm going to find when
I get up there.

I'd rather not go alone.

You know, all these things do exist.

It's just people with closed minds can't
see them.

A more current path, by my count.

and the hotel identity.

You really think that was Fiona's ghost
that you saw?

Yeah.

Were you drinking your magic milk when
you saw this ghost?

That's how I saw her.

And my mind was open.

What the fuck am I doing here?

My wife's spirit visited me once on a
trip.

She typed me for ending her suffering.

Said we'd be together again someday.

Whatever you say, man.

She said we'd be together again.

Leave what you want.

We go up there, yeah?

We find Fiona, you'll believe it too.

And what if we don't find her?

Does that mean all of this is just in
your head?

Don't go get that. We don't need that.

Onya, Fergal, I have Gerry.

Tell my cousins I'm bringing him in.

What do you mean you have him? Look, I
have to get on the road.

Fergal!

You're asking me?

I got a phone call from Mr. Cobb in a
panic, saying the honeymoon key was

missing.

How'd you even get this?

Jerry. Jerry?

He's convinced the piano is up here.

Where is he?

Spergel's fuckhead took him to the
police. He didn't see me.

He saved me. I wanted to help find her.
I don't know.

Okay.

Why don't we just go downstairs?

We'll get in trouble if we're caught up
here. All right.

Can you give me a ride back to my car?

Yeah.

You're lucky you didn't get locked in
here.

Mr. Cobb told me a story about a young
bride locking herself in here once.

Oh, no, Mr. Bowman, Mr.

Bowman, would you please?

You're not supposed to be up here.

Mr. Cobb is very strict on people not
coming up here. I could lose my job.

Where does this go?

There was a basement down there before
it was a hotel.

The entrance was lost during the
renovations. There is nothing down

Oh, God.

There is nothing down there.

Okay, okay, we need to move, move.

We need to leave.

Mr. Bauman, I am going to have you
arrested for trespassing if you do not

right this minute.

Hey, girls.

Looking well?

Thought you were going to hand that in
to the hospital.

He's, uh, famous, you know.

I bet you'll dedicate his new hook to
you if he wakes up.

Well, I have.

Well.

Drink your tea while it's still hot.

Thank you.

My name is Om Bauman.

Om? Okay.

I am ten years old, and my mom died last
year.

What dies, kids?

Every day!

I was playing with my dad's gun, and it
went off.

That's in the next video.

Thank you. Thank you.

Who's that even?

Jerry, what happened to you?

Oh, Fern, it doesn't matter.

I need to get up here.

I need to get this open.

What for?

The Americans.

Oh, he went up there.

Stop, stop, stop.

He's gone.

What?

Mr Cobb sent me out here to look for the
key. And when I got here, the gate was

unlocked, so I went up.

And?

What did you find? Mr Bowman.

Drunk?

Where is he? He's on his way to the
airport.

Well, he was too drunk to drive, so I
took him down to town, stuffed him in a

taxi and sent him off.

Fiona!

Is it easy?

No.

Can you speak slow, please?

Hey. So you just jumped?

I mean, you could have been killed.

Are you sure you checked that room? I
mean, you looked everywhere.

The room's not that big.

She's not there. I swear to you, I
looked.

I need to see it for myself.

Fiona wants me to go up there.

I'm going to have to call the guards to
tell them you're here.

They know about your wife.

I know.

I'm sorry.

Go, Joey.

Take Bauman's car and don't come back.

I'd tell them that you were already
gone.

Thank you.

I have the keys.

Hijo de puta.

Are you alright, Mal?

No, I'm actually not feeling the best.

I think I might need to lock up and go
home.

Hey, why don't I get the keys and I'll
bring them out to you?

The owner used to say, never ignore when
something feels off.

Something feels off here, Mal.

Gerry, you have to leave. If you drop
home into town, why'd you come back out

here?

To get this reframed for my wife?

You drove all the way back out here for
that?

Why can't a man do something nice for
his wife without having something to

Jerry.

Jerry, what the fuck are you doing? I
don't have it. I gave it back to Mr.

Give it to me!

Okay. Okay, okay.

Jerry, please.

It was a mistake.

You don't know Fiona like I did. She
wasn't a good person. She was threatened

come as a cop.

And he hates me.

He's threatened to have me killed for
less over the years.

She's dead. Mal fucking killed her.

You okay?

I live.

There's no way out down there.

I'll bring you back up with the key and
we can both leave.

You can go home.

Bowman!

Can you hear me?

We have to go.

How

are

you feeling, Mr. Bowman?

You're that bellboy.

My name's Albie.

I didn't think you'd have anybody
visiting you being away from home.

I'm not sure I'd have anybody visiting
me there either.

Sit down. Sorry.

Okay, I guess I'll just get two scoops
of vanilla.

I work in the ice cream parlor next door
as well.

Oh, this is from Fergal.

He's pretty devastated about Fiona.

He said if you needed anything to let
him know. Yeah, I spoke to him on the

phone.

You been to the hotel?

What's left of it.

They found remains.

Fiona and Jerry.

Now, his car was found outside.

They're looking for him.

Mr. Bowman, I need to tell you
something.

I don't know what happened, but I'm
worried it might have been my fault in

way.

How?

There was a flask of whiskey in your
room.

Did you drink it?

Yeah.

Much of it?

Well, it's whiskey. I drank all of it.
Why?

I spiked it.

With what?

I had some of Jerry's muffin powder.

I snuck into your room and I put it in
the flask.

Why would you do that?

Well, it was after I tried to speak to
you at the bar that night.

You burnt my hand.

That hurt.

You know all these things do exist.

You were really rude.

I better go before they kick me out.

One of the firemen found this at the
hotel.

Hey, um... You can take that, too.

I don't need sugar.

Yeah, no, I... Take it.

If you wanted something to pound for
time, I could bring in my manuscript.

When I've been through enough already,
I'll be... I'll do a quick polish and I

can walk it in tomorrow.

hard as you can.

You understand?

You don't stop from blood.

You don't stop from bone. You keep
hitting until it breaks.

Follow the map and you claim it all in
terms.

And it's not that I don't deserve.

It's just before I change my mind.