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You're gonna die.

But you still don't believe it.

That's why you haven't thought about
things you'll miss.

That tiny brain of yours.

Tick tock.

Tick tock.

Am I gonna die?

Will I survive?

I will save you from all that trouble.

You are gone.

This is the Afar Hotel. We're trying to
make you shine.

How can I help you?

I need to talk to room 123.

No, ma 'am. I can't put you through to
room number 123.

And do you know the worst part about it?

No. Not dying.

The worst part is realizing you are
alone.

We, the rest of us, will go on living.

We are going to park our cars.

Groceries will be carried, etc.

And all that.

In that split second, you will realize
you, and only you,

are going to die.

You think you've felt lonely before?

No.

You've never really experienced it.

Shall we begin?

the downer.

Well, you probably mentioned it before
anyways.

Wasn't it something animalistic?

Uh, no.

It, um, I guess you could say it's
primal. When did he talk about it?

Uh, at Gil's place. You weren't there. I
can't remember. Have you seen any D

&Ts? Let's see, what was I wearing?

Yes. It was summer. I love this rice.
It's like a Persian thing. Yeah, Persian

rice. Oh, my God. It's good. It's
crunchy.

It's crunchy. It's called Tadi. Is it
healthy? Tadi.

Actually, no. Well, it's dry. It's not
that healthy. I don't give a shit if

healthy. I love it. It tastes delicious.

Susie, open. Well, since you're
interested, the story is set in the year

B .C.

What? The story of the rice? No, Scott.
My story.

The story that I'm working on right now.
Keith's been working on a new book for

a while.

How long's it been?

Four years.

It's been four years.

Well, what can I say? I'm not exactly
the sweetest thing to be around when I'm

writing. No, you're so sweet.

You're always the sweetest thing.

That rider. Wow.

Riders and all that.

helps with them consuming all the, I
mean, all of you.

It must be hard for you too, Susie.

I'm going to get some more rice. There's
a little left on the stove.

No. At the bottom of the pot.

40 ,000 years ago? What? No, it's
actually 40 ,000 B .C., so it's a little

more than 40 ,000 years ago. 40 ,000 B
.C.

in Slovenia. In Slovenia? Oh.

And that's the story of Homo sapiens and
Neanderthals.

Actually, it's a love story about a homo
sapien woman and the last living

Neanderthal on the planet Earth. In
Slovenia? Right. I was inspired to write

this from an article I found about five
or six years ago. It was that they found

a tibia bone flute made from the tibia
of a bear in a cave in

Slovenia that was inhabited by
Neanderthals. Was Slovenia back then the

today's Slovenia?

What do you mean?

I'm just saying that continents drift,
that they move.

I feel like I took too much rice. Zoe,
did I? Is there a problem? I mean, yeah,

even though they move, they all move
together, you know. Who?

The Slovenians?

Topics.

Topics.

Neanderthals, right?

No, no, no, no. The continents.

Lovely night, wasn't it?

Had so many laughs.

Let's start the car and let's go.

I really don't know how you manage to
humiliate yourself every time.

What are you talking about?

I'm not asking for much. I'd like one
night, you know?

When you look at me like that, it scares
me.

Susie, what are you talking about?

Turn off the light.

Are you talking about tonight?

We were all laughing together.

No, they were laughing at you.

What do you mean?

And every time you buy it, I'm like an
idiot.

Oh, that's ridiculous.

First it was the Mongolians, now
Neanderthals. Susie, you know, thanks

book of mine. That inspiring novel award
that home book club at a shitty

university gave you is not an award.

Whatever, I don't do it because of the
award. I'm going to sleep. My work means

something. I'm sleeping now.

Susie, shh.

Gotta be honest with you, buddy.

Forget about Denis Anderthal. They're
not very sexy.

It's absurd, compadre. And seriously,
I'd never be able to get any publisher

take it all. What are you talking about?

They would kill each other for the film
rights for this.

Film rights?

Oh, just write about something you're
familiar with, okay? Something that's a

part of you. All the great writers are
doing that. I'm not Mongolian, David.

You dedicated your first book to your
Mongolian grandmother.

Come on. Remember all the interviews
that I arranged for you? I was nervous

that awards ceremony. I didn't know what
to say. It just came out.

Then you have me doing all these
interviews. That's all they wanted to

about. Mongolian grandmother.

Come on. In all our life, my grandmother
never left Brooklyn.

Just write something again like the, um,
the, what is it? The we have no

electricity, but we're happy. You know,
something like that.

We don't have electricity, but we're
happy. Yeah.

David, did you read my first book?

Can I get the check? Yeah, thanks. It
doesn't matter whether I read it or not

because people read it. And now you are
known as Mongolian. So just, you know,

write something authentic, you know?

Ethnic. Again, right?

Open the doors to a world that we know
nothing about.

So you're familiar with the world of
Neanderthals.

Keem.

Keem, I like you.

I really do. I mean, you're my first
account. You're how I got started in

business. But, you know what?

Guess what? I probably don't even get
it. Maybe you're on to something, so

finish it, and then maybe I'll
understand.

Okay? Thanks.

David!

What the hell did he get?

Keen O 'Hara?

Yep.

I'm a big fan of your work.

You are?

Yes, Mr. O 'Hara. I can't tell you how
many times I've read your book, The

Sorrow at the Steps.

Please, call me Keen.

Keen. So, you read my book?

Yes. What are you writing about now?

Something interesting?

Well, I don't really like to talk about
what I'm currently working on, Mr...

Please, call me Colmick.

What's that?

Colmick. Colmick.

Don't get me wrong, Mr. Colmick, but we
writers need to find an audience to

listen to our stories. If we go around
telling them, then that urge, that need

to write is no longer there, so we can't
write no more.

What I can tell you is I'm currently
working on a book.

about the last Neanderthal and the Homo
sapien woman. I can't wait to read your

new book.

Well, anyway, Mr.

Komek, I gotta go. I gotta get going, if
you don't mind. You know what I think?

What's that?

I was thinking you should write about
the life of a serial killer.

Serial killers?

No, a particular serial killer.

It's a thought.

My agent would love that.

Anyway, I really got to go. I got to get
back to writing.

That's our pleasure. Really nice.

Gene. Yeah.

I could kill to read what you're writing
next.

Thank you.

I mean it.

How was your day?

The usual.

Today in the cafe with David, I ran into
one of my fans.

Said he really liked Sorrow of the
Steps.

I think I figured out what's missing
from my book.

The motive.

The motivation of my female character.

Why does she do what he does?

I want to do things. I want her to do
action.

But why does she ditch her own clan?

It made me realize I probably don't
understand her very well.

Why does she do that in spite of
everything, in spite of the clan?

And then I realized it's about being
defiant. That's it. See? Yes.

Why doesn't she eat those kids, those
Neanderthal kids?

You know why? It's because... Dean, we
need to talk. Listen to this.

It's because she thinks of her own
children.

Yeah? See, she sees those rotting, dead
Neanderthal kids, and she thinks of her

own children.

I mean, how is that? Is that good?

I want a divorce.

Divorce? Oh, come on, it's not that bad.

Fine, it's not that she eats... Please,
Cain, I'm serious.

I want a divorce.

Turn off the music.

What are you gonna do with all those
onions?

Nothing.

I just like the sound.

Susie?

You just said... Yes.

I decided yesterday.

Yesterday?

What, at the dinner party?

Can you stop that for a second?

At the traffic light.

What light?

The traffic light. That's what I made up
my mind.

The traffic light where the truck almost
killed us?

Oh, Susie, you're... You're in shock.

You had a close call with death. That is
perfectly natural.

Will you be quiet for a second? It's
part of my job to understand human

psychology.

The light wasn't green, it was red.

You said that it was green.

I know I did.

But it was red.

I'm...

I don't understand this. You want to
divorce me for what? Trusting you?

King, do you have any idea how hard it
is to go through with every decision you

make without being questioned?

Do you have any idea how suffocating it
is to be trusted all the time?

Deciding everything about us alone?

Let's move to Harlem, okay?

Let's get this house. All right, let's
not get it. Fine, let's have kids. Sure,

let's not have kids. Sounds good.

Do you know how that feels?

Every decision I make has to be the
right one.

Always the right one at the right time.
I say, the light's green, and you don't

even look at it.

That sums up our entire relationship.

You should be careful with that knife.
It's sharp.

Susie, I had no idea that you felt this
way.

You do make most of the decisions in our
relationship.

But that's no reason to get a divorce.
For example, that book you've been

writing for four years now, I know
you're not going to finish it.

You know why?

Because you're scared.

What? You like going around and saying
you're the writer.

You're like a child, but you're not
playing cops and robbers anymore. You're

playing the writer.

And that award, man, that award.

That award means something to people.
Fuck that award.

Fuck it.

I've been taking care of you since the
day we got married.

I work. Yes, I go and organize the homes
of people that you don't understand,

but I bring home food.

The biggest problem in your world is
that you don't understand what drove

woman whose children died to not eat
those Neanderthals. What the fuck are

talking about?

What are you talking about?

Maybe she's right.

When I think about it, I don't really
believe in what I've been writing

honestly.

Neanderthals, the prehistoric era.

Maybe I do need to find a sexier topic,
huh, Carlos?

Maybe I should write about serial
killers like that odd man was talking

Hi, Keene.

Are you the guy today from a cafe?

Keene, what if I told you today is your
lucky day?

My lucky day?

Yes, your lucky day. I highly doubt
that.

Keene. What was your name again? It was
something strange.

Kolnick.

Kolnick. What kind of name is that?
Keene.

Yes?

Today is your lucky day.

Okay.

Do you know why?

retired serial killer.

A what?

A retired serial killer.

What's that supposed to mean?

It means I managed to stop killing
before getting caught.

I retired myself.

What the fuck are you talking about?
Your new book, I'm the person for the

New book? What book?

story about a serial killer.

A sexy story of a serial killer.

But I don't write about serial killers.

I heard you tell the bartender you
wanted to write about that very subject.

Were you serious?

What I was saying is I meant just maybe
I should write about something like

that. Something sexier. That's what I
meant.

King, do you think this is just luck or
a twist of fate?

Are you really a serial killer?

Some would say that.

Gentlemen, we're closing.

Okay, we're leaving.

He's just putting me on because I'm
drunk.

Kane, think about it.

How many times do you think something
like this will come by?

It's my place.

So how do I reach you?

Well, perhaps we'll run into each other
again.

Then again, who knows?

Okay.

It's a weird night.

Good night.

Where are my manners?

Why don't you come on up?

We'll have one more drink.

You can talk a little more.

Sure.

What?

Susie.

Come on.

Susie, she's my wife.

Well, she's soon to be my ex -wife,
but... I'm

a gentle, polite man.

I don't... What do you want to drink?

Whiskey?

How's this going to work?

It's simple.

I'm going to teach you what killers do.

What they use, how they use it, the
process.

But most important, how they think.

So you'll be like a counselor.

Precisely. A counselor.

We'll go around the city together like
Don Quixote and Sancho.

And what happens if I say no?

Why would you?

Okay.

Okay.

So, Doc... Who

are you?

Oh, good evening. You must be Susie.

Who are you?

Kolnick.

Keene and I, we're, um... Well, I'm a
counselor.

Okay.

Where's Keene?

I believe he's in the bathroom.

Mr. Kolnick.

Matthew, what the fuck are you doing in
my house in the middle of the night?

Please, just call me Kolnick. Why are
you in my living room?

Susie. Hi, darling.

Did we wake you?

Can we talk?

What the fuck is that?

I'm not so sure myself about all this,
and I haven't made any deals yet.

This is all happening so fast.

It's back out to our home.

Yeah, like I said, this is happening
very fast.

It's actually lost.

I don't know what to do.

And this just seemed like a stroke of
luck.

And I didn't want to let that go, too.
But I promise you, I haven't made any

deals.

Without asking me, without getting my
opinion.

Did you just vomit?

No.

Yes, I did.

What if I say no? What if I don't want
to go through with this?

Don't want to go through with this.

Mr. Kolnick.

Oh, please, just Kolnick. Kolnick, my
apologies. I'm sorry I was a little

surprised. This is... How can I put it?

Given the circumstances, I was not
expecting my husband to bring a marriage

counselor to our home as we ourselves
haven't spoken through it.

A marriage counselor?

Marriage counselor.

Yes.

Yes, a marriage counselor. That's what
Kolnick is.

A marriage counselor.

A marriage counselor?

Aren't you a marriage counselor?

Well, actually... Colmick prefers to
just be called a counselor.

Right? That's what we were just talking
about?

Well, in the end, for the most part, the
issues I deal with have nothing to do

with marriage.

But yet, I'm a counselor.

Well...

I was getting out of bed at this hour
wearing my pajamas. I was not thinking I

would run into a marriage counselor.

Surprise.

See, Colmick, he has very unorthodox
methods.

I like to see where my subjects live and
spend some time there. It's

important.

Wow.

Forgive me. I didn't know that you were
unaware of the situation.

So if you'll allow me, I will leave you
be.

It's getting late.

It's fine.

It's fine.

He's just... I'm going to see him out,
and then I'll be right back in.

Marriage counsel. Oh, come on. What do
you want me to say?

No, Susie, you got it all wrong. In
fact, the man we have in our house is a

serial killer.

I don't know shit about marriage
counsel. Come on, don't worry about it.

marriage...

Never gonna happen. Look, thank you.

Thank you.

You saved my life back there.

So are you going to do it?

What, therapy?

No, the book.

Call me. Come on.

Let me think about it. I'm still
shaking.

But thank you. Thank you.

It's nothing.

I was married once, too.

I'm afraid to ask you how it ended.

Anyway, where can I find you?

At the Afar Hotel.

Chinatown.

Goodnight. Goodnight.

Yeah.

Oh, my.

I thought about it all night.

Let's give it a shot.

Give what a shot?

I don't know why you did what you did.

First, I thought you did it because if
there was a divorce trial, you could say

you tried everything, like for alimony
or something like that.

Alimony? But I don't think you're
capable of a plan like that.

I don't know.

But you took initiative for the first
time in your life.

It's not going to do any good.

When I look back, yeah, it's not going
to work.

But let's do it anyway.

Call up that Cole guy and set it up.

Coleman?

Yeah, the counselor.

If he was willing to come here that late
at night, it can't be all that bad,

right?

Susie, that was... Keen, what do you
want? I'm in, alright?

Now I have to go.

Keep me updated.

Uh, hello?

Welcome to the Afar Hotel.

We shine to make you shine.

How can I help you?

I'm looking for a man named Kolmek.

Is he staying here?

Kolmek. Right. Room number 123.

Thank you. One floor up.

Take this test.

Thank God you're here.

Good morning.

Come on in.

It's good to see you.

Didn't expect to see you so soon.

Nice.

The view, yeah.

Well... Colmick.

You're not going to believe this, but
she wants to do it.

Susie, my wife, she...

Wants to do the therapy thing.

And get this.

She wants to do it with you.

Keen, that's crazy. I told you, I don't
know shit about those things.

Look, if you help me, I'll help you.

You're going to help me?

Yeah.

I'll write the book.

How is that helping me? Any writer would
jump at the chance.

Please, call Mick.

Keen. What do you think I know about
therapy?

It's nothing. It's nothing. I thought
this all through. All you have to do is

say, we're in a safe zone, and if we ask
you a question, you say, is that what

you think?

That's not going to work.

She's going to catch on, and you'll be
screwed.

Oh, Mike, come on, please. We were going
to be like Don Quixote and Sancho,

remember?

Look, she was so happy that I took the
initiative by bringing you home last

night. She saw you and she said, that's
the guy.

You're the guy, Colmick.

She wanted me to call you so we could
get started right away.

I'll write the book.

And it will be the best thing I have
ever written.

I even thought of a title.

What is it?

Colmick. This is truly a story.

Truly a story?

Yeah, I didn't want to use true story. I
thought that might lead to legal

problems for both of us.

It's a play on words.

Nice. Yeah.

Smooth.

Yeah, but I'd rather not hear about any
of the actual murders. I think that

would be best.

Like Don Quixote and Sancho. Exactly,
Don Quixote and Sancho. I'm Don Quixote.

Yeah, yeah.

Safe zone.

Is that what you think?

It's all there is to it.

Right.

I'm staring at this thing for a half an
hour now.

She's not a thing.

Her name is Ada.

Please, look at her in silence.

Can you at least tell us why we're
looking at this Ada of yours?

She's here to remind you that you are in
a safe zone.

There's little chance of anything
happening to you in here.

Whereas in the outside world, it's a
realm of death and savage murders.

People being killed every day. Lots of
people.

And their killers are never found.

And Ada is representing that.

Or it means because we're in a safe
zone, we can say whatever we want.

Maybe that's what you mean.

Yes, that makes sense.

How did she die?

They never found the driver of that
black Honda.

I would explain the odd right arm.

Please don't speak to me.

Then who should we speak to? I would
prefer that you just look at Ada.

She represents your marriage.

Wait, I'm confused. Does Ada represent
our marriage or the safe zone?

Susie, are those two things any
different?

In your mind, are they separable?

Now, please, don't look at me. Look at
Ada.

Tell me what you see.

A dead cat.

What else?

A stuffed dead cat.

Yes. Wait, what does that mean?

That her marriage is dead and stuffed?

Is that what you mean?

Keen? Is that what it means?

Well, it's true that Ada is dead and
stuffed.

Oh, my God, Susie.

When did we reach this point in our
relationship?

Can we talk to each other?

Can you talk to each other?

I'm just trying to understand the rules
here. Can we talk to each other during

our therapy session?

You are in a safe zone now.

So, please, look at Ada, not me.

This is what I'm doing.

Susie, what... What kind of cat do you
think Ada was?

I have no idea.

Okay, then keen.

What do you think Ada was?

A gentle -hearted cat.

Ada looked sad, so the kind of cat who
didn't hide her emotions.

And when you petted Ada, she would purr.

Ada was free.

She did as she pleased.

At those boring events or those tedious
dinner parties, Ada didn't seek the

approval of others.

Instead, she remained calm and
collected.

What I mean to say is that Ada was a cat
unto itself, a cat who was just like a

cat and nothing more.

Or a cat that you had to go home to feed
just as you were starting to enjoy

yourself and feel alive.

Cat that was dependent on you and always
needed you to take care of it.

Like a constant ticking clock in your
mind.

Okay, I think we can wrap up today's
session.

Wait, what just happened? I didn't
understand it. What happened? Well, we

have some time until our next session,
so just think on it.

And if it still doesn't make sense,
we'll talk about it then. It was a good

session. I think we made a lot of
progress.

There is no such thing as progress.

Just plain cold death.

Thank you.

See you next session.

Honestly, I was a bit surprised.

You're really good. Until the whole no
progress, only plain cold death thing.

You brought a sandwich?

Yeah. I haven't eaten all day. I'm
starving.

Want it?

No.

Do you know where we send the dead off
to?

That's a bit dramatic.

Well, do you know or not?

Haven't.

Well?

Have you read anything about serial
killers?

No. Read any detective novels? Do you
watch any crime films?

Not really.

How about Gardner?

Gardner?

Earl Stanley Gardner?

No.

Have you heard about the OCME?

Oh, OCME. That sounds familiar.

Medical examiners.

Mm -hmm. That kind of like forensic?

Well, not kind of. They are forensics.

You need to understand what an autopsy
is.

That building, that's the OCME, the
Office of the Chief Medical Examiner.

They look into deaths of unknown causes,
suspicious deaths, as well as murders.

If you're going to be a killer, you've
got to beat them at their own game.

Wow. Yeah, Charles Hirsch. He described
autopsies as the dialogue with the dead.

Who's Charles Hirsch? He was chief
medical examiner from 1989 to 2013.

You know an awful lot about the OCME.

I need to know about them, because they
want to know about me.

Do you know who usually catches serial
killers?

The OCME?

No. The arrogance.

And who has such arrogance other than
most killers?

Scientists.

They also just can't wait for their
successes to be known.

And they talk on and on about what they
look for in an autopsy and how they

caught this or that killer.

If they refer to autopsies as a dialogue
with the dead, then, on our part, that

dialogue has to be written.

So we need to create a story, the story
we want to tell.

That's our job.

You need to learn about the legendary
Milton Helpern.

Who's that?

Well, you could say that he is the
American equivalent of Sherlock Holmes.

That's his book, Autopsy, The Memoirs of
Milton Helpern.

All right.

Also, here you go.

Legal medicine, pathology, and
toxicology. The corpse is like a letter

envelope.

And for us to know what to write, we
have to learn the alphabet.

That is the autopsy.

Tutu, I can't focus today.

We've done enough work.

Call Zoe and set up lunch.

In the daylight, in front of all these
people.

For the time being, we're just
observing. You have to know him inside

That's ridiculous, Komek. The guy is my
agent.

You can't kidnap my agent.

I mean, God, he's my agent.

He knows me.

That's precisely why we're kidnapping
him.

He's your agent.

It's in his best interest if this book
is well written.

He won't press charges. He'll
understand.

What is this?

Why do we keep listening to this song
over and over again?

Is it to not be heard or something?

No, it... It puts me in the mood.

Puts you in the mood?

Yes. For what?

I always listen to this. It helps me
focus.

What are you suggesting?

Nothing. It's just the situation.

Autopsy. How to get away with murder.

One of the book titles with ex -wife.

Ex. Capital letters.

Maybe he's writing a crime novel.

Here's the thing.

We're about to get a divorce.

A divorce?

I told him the other day. I'm done with
the relationship.

And how did he take it?

He went out and brought a marriage
counselor to our home.

You? A marriage counselor?

Well, how's it going?

He's, uh, different.

I don't think I understand the
methodologies yet, but he looks like he

what he's doing. You know what I mean?

What's that?

It's chloroform.

Put some on a rag, put it over their
nose and mouth. To knock them out.

Exactly. Be careful with it.

Fuck knocking people out. No, no, we're
not doing that.

Can we please turn this off, please?

This is supposed to be about me
learning. Can we not listen to anything

find my song?

I mean, how am I supposed to find my
song if this is playing all the time?

It's really a lovely song, though.

It actually makes sense.

They say that most killings of women
were done by someone that they know.

A lover, a husband, an ex -husband.

You really think so?

No, I don't think that.

Those books.

She's so calm.

Both. Isn't that what they say about all
murderers? I never thought he'd do a

thing like that.

They say the same for all killers.

You have to know the daily routine of
the other one.

The other one?

The other one. Whoever you're going to
kidnap, you have to know, even with your

eyes closed, what they're doing any
given moment of the day or any hour.

You have to know what their schedule is,
where they go.

You'll know it even better than them.

And once you reach that point, you will
have a stablet.

A permanent connection.

That person is your other one.

Or maybe he thinks I'm trying to kill
him.

What do you mean by that?

After your dinner party, we were at a
red light, and I told him that it had

turned green.

You said it was green when it was
actually red.

Were you hoping to be killed?

He's come out.

Didn't he tell you he was sick?

What the... Yeah, I asked to meet him
today and he said he wasn't feeling

Fucking guy.

That's... He's another writer.

He's always talking about how much he
hates him.

So I'm gonna kidnap him tonight, right?

After the session, call me at the hotel.

By then I'll have arranged a meeting
with the Albanian.

Susie, what do you think Keene did
today?

What?

Okay, then.

What did you do?

Nothing special.

Why do you ask?

Tell me.

What did you do?

I didn't do anything.

It was just like any other day.

Do you know what Keene did?

I just did a little bit of writing. I'm
not asking you.

I'm asking Susie.

Well, he just said he did a little bit
of writing.

So then neither of you know what the
other did.

You know, I read something once, and I
wonder what you think of it.

It said one of the secrets to marriage
is to know the other one's

daily routine.

The other one?

The other one.

Oh, God.

Even with your eyes closed, you know
exactly what they're doing at every

from this or that hour, what their daily
schedule is.

You'll know it even better than them.
And once you get to that point, you'll

have established a permanent connection.

That makes sense, right?

And if that connection ends...

What starts then?

I don't know. What?

A dialogue with the dead.

No.

No, no, don't. A dialogue with the dead.

What, are we going to talk to Ada again?

Nope. Ada's resting today.

We're going to talk a dialogue with the
dead.

Marriage is a living organism, and like
any organism, it can grow or die.

And there's only one thing that can kill
it.

Lack of dialogue.

And if that lack of communication goes
on, the only thing that's left is a

dialogue with the dead.

Meaning, an autopsy.

And that's what we're going to do here.
Cormac, this isn't right.

Keen, what do you think we're doing
here?

It is a therapy session.

If everything were right, we wouldn't be
here.

Keen, do my techniques disturb you?

I get the feeling you have a problem
with the word dead.

His greatest strength is his ability to
deny reality.

Do we have a problem here?

No.

Good.

And let's start with you, Susie.

How did you guys meet?

In college.

And what did you think the first time
you saw him?

He was unlike anyone I'd ever met
before. Why is that?

He was different.

Very, very different.

You know, he was curious about things.

Curious?

Yes, curious.

Like, all the people around me knew what
they wanted to do with their lives

already and just focused on that, but
Keen...

was interested in everything.

He could talk for an hour or two about
some God knows what subject.

Just to give an example, he could talk
about different kinds of potatoes.

I don't remember if it was the first day
we met or not, but I clearly remember

our first conversation.

He was talking about how Peruvian potato
farmers plant a variety of potatoes

in order to guarantee the harvest.

And in Ireland, I can't remember when,
the famine killed millions of people

because they all planted the same kind
of potato.

And now a variety of potato seeds are
under threat because McDonald's is

the biggest buyer and they only buy the
same kind of potato.

And that interested you?

Well, like I said, he was different from
everyone else I knew.

With them, you could only talk about
normal things, but with Keene...

You know, you could sit down and talk
for hours.

Cain, do you remember the first time you
saw Susie?

She was smiling.

Smiling? Where?

I don't remember where exactly.

Various places, I suppose.

We had some mutual friends and...

I don't really remember what she was
doing either.

To be honest with you, I wasn't really
interested.

I just remember watching her. There she
was, smiling.

And I found myself watching her from
afar.

I would try to find her, and she would
be there with her friends, listening to

them talk and smiling.

It was like when she smiled, whatever
that person was saying became so

important. It was like the most
wonderful thing in the world.

Everything became beautiful when she was
smiling.

And then one day you decided to talk to
her about potatoes.

See, I didn't really like her friends.

I wasn't that fond of John.

or the others, to be frank.

So that's why I had such a hard time
going up to her and talking to her. But

then there was this one day where she
was walking with John, John the friend,

and they stopped, and I was so tongue
-tied, I didn't know what

to say.

So things were getting awkward.

I just opened my mouth, not knowing what
to say again, and up comes potatoes.

So I just went on and on talking about
potatoes, everything I knew about

potatoes.

But it wasn't really about potatoes. It
was actually about seed variety.

Seed variety of potatoes.

Yeah, I think John got bored at some
point and left.

Thought I might be rude if I left too,
so I stuck around for a while.

You know, I thought you were a farmer at
first.

But then you kept talking, and I wasn't
sure if you were a farmer or just plain

crazy.

Yeah, I didn't want her to go, so I
figured if I kept talking, she would

so I just talked my head off.

So your first real conversation was
about seeds.

Right.

Seeds. Oh, okay.

Our time is up.

But I am very pleased that we have ended
this session on the subject of seeds.

I mean, that's what I would call
dramatic.

What are you doing?

Oh, in here.

Good, it's almost ready.

You're cooking.

I am.

After all these years, you cook for me
now.

Go on, sit down.

I like what happened today.

Remembering how we were.

I remembered how you used to smile.

You remember how I liked the grenade
sauce?

I hope so.

Yeah, we'll see.

What are you doing?

I'm getting some wine. Would you like a
glass?

Sure.

Found it, you cheater.

What?

Come on, it's getting cold.

Here,

sit down.

I'm gonna put on some music.

Remember I used to dance to this?

She was a middle class girl.

She wasn't over her head.

She thought she could never have been
deeper.

He had a full and true smile.

He had more than a burn.

She thought she had more than a bargain.

But now she's dead.

She's so dead.

Forever dead.

Want to dance?

Come on. Dance with me.

What are you doing?

No, no, no.

That one's yours. This one's mine.

I remember you like your steaks rare.
This one's well done.

All right?

Bon appetit.

You were right.

Kid's trying to kill me. I think he was
trying to kill me. Trying to kill you?

I never said anything like that. Yes,
you did at lunch today.

I was joking around.

Barry, are you serious?

Yes.

Is the house in your name?

Yes, it's in my name.

What does that have to do with anything?

Oh, my God.

Do you see what I think?

Wait, hang on a second. I'll call you
back. I hear something.

No, she didn't hear anything.

And then she went to bed.

I don't think that she had any
suspicions.

God damn it, I burned my hand earlier.

Are we really going to go through with
this tonight?

That's just, I'm a little worried that
we're going to get in trouble with the

police.

Fine, that's easy for you to say. You've
been running from them for years.

Actually, we shouldn't even be talking
about this on the phone.

Oh.

Okay. I'm going to check on Susie and
then I'll be there.

um

Call that car in front of us.

Madrid.

Matisse.

Marc Chagall.

Marcel Duchamp.

Monet.

Is it Monet wasn't enough? There's a
Manet, too.

What are you talking about?

The list seems unending to me. So many
names.

So many.

The ones I just mentioned are just a few
of the names that start with the letter

M.

They were all born in the 19th century
in France, and most of them knew each

other.

M.

We need a gun.

What are you going to do with it?

Hammer nails, hang up some paintings.

At first, you don't understand the
difference.

You tell yourself, the paintings, they
all look the same. Then you start

reading, and they start getting more
meaningful.

Endless names are endless number of
paintings.

Makes you think, no? Is that a llama?

Yes, it's a llama.

What is a llama doing in this bar?

Lonesome money to a zoo worker.

Kind of a guarantee.

You've got to secure, you know.

Okay.

Aggressive as fuck.

What do llamas eat?

Uh, I don't know. Maybe grass.

Get some grass.

For what?

For the llama.

Has the llama eaten anything since we
brought it here?

No.

Give it some grass.

Maybe it's aggressive because of that.
Aren't llamas from Peru?

What do you mean?

Maybe it eats potatoes?

Oh, come on, come on, come on, come on.

Zoe?

Zoe, goddammit.

Hi, you've reached Zoe.

And you, Keane, what do you do?

I'm a writer.

A writer?

That's interesting.

Have you written anything?

Yeah, actually.

Well, right now I'm working on a book
that's set in 40 ,000 B .C. in Slovenia.

It's a love story. It's between a Homo
sapien woman and a last Neanderthal man.

Potato for what?

Potato for what?

It's a very cold night in Slovenia.

Tribe in there.

Very, very cold.

Sorry.

Slovenia. Yeah, Slovenia. Fuck Slovenia!

You write about Slovenians. No, no, no,
not always. I also did a book that was

set in Mongolia. Close to your homeland.

What do you mean?

I'm Albanian.

But in the end, you all speak Russian.

I speak Albanian.

But you understand Russian.

No, we speak Albanian because we are
Albanian. And this guy? He

doesn't speak much.

When he does, he speaks Albanian.
Moment!

Mongolians speak Mongolian. No.

What the fuck you don't understand? We
don't speak Russian. Excuse me, where's

the toilet?

The fuck is wrong with you?

Nothing. I just need the bathroom.

You piss yourself or something?

You guys are something.

I have to really go right now. The
toilet?

In the back.

I'm not trying to say anything. I just
thought you knew Russell.

Is that okay, my friend?

Yeah, I'm okay.

How are you?

Go ahead.

You smell, I know this.

What the fuck? You trying to knock me
out? Who sent you here? Tell me! Hey!

fuck are you doing?

Tell me!

Get me!

Get the fuck off of me!

No! No!

No! No! No!

You knocked him out? Yeah, kind of. I
mean, can we just get out of here? Did

see you?

Of course he saw me.

Tell me exactly how you knocked him out.
I don't know. He was just with my

crotch. He came at me, and then he was
here, and then the porter for him, and

just kind of, you know.

You knocked him out with your crotch?
Yeah.

So what are we going to do? You knocked
the Albanian out with your crotch? Yes!

creative.

All right, well, we can't just run away.
Yeah, but he's going to wake up soon.

Yeah, and when he wakes up, he's going
to come after us. What should we do?

Well, we can't leave him here. We'll
have to take him with us.

Take him with us?

Listen to me.

If we don't take him, you're a dead man.

I'm a dead man.

Okay? So help me get him up.

That motherfucker's going to get
suspicious soon.

Ma 'am, you know those people?

Yes, one of them is my husband.

Who's the guy they're carrying?

No idea.

What does your husband do?

He's a writer.

A bad one.

Who's the guy with him?

That's our marriage counselor.

Oh, God, what did I do?

Cain, calm down. I need you to help me
tie him up. I knocked out an Albanian

mafia boss.

He's not a mafia boss. He's a gun
dealer. Oh, great. Perfect. He's only a

dealer. Lower your voice.

Help me tie him up.

Zoe. Susie?

What time is it? What do you mean, what
time is it? Were you sleeping?

Yeah. How could you be sleeping? The
last time I called you, I told you that

was afraid that Cain was trying to kill
me and you said I was right to be

scared.

Yes, Zoe, the house is in my name. Is
Keen your husband?

Hold on a second. What? Keen, the guy
we're following.

Is he your husband?

Yes, I told you that.

Well, you said he's not dangerous. Now
you're saying you're afraid he's going

kill you. We should go to the cops.
We're not going to the cops.

I'm in a cab. We're just talking to the
driver.

We're not going to the cops. He's my
husband.

Oh, they're moving.

Yeah, we're following them.

Ma 'am. Just follow them.

What are we going to do?

About what?

Chestnut. I'll tell you what we weren't
going to do, and that was to leave him

back there.

When I didn't hear from you, Susie, I
called the police. Zoe, that's what you

should be saying to me right now. Not,
when I didn't hear from you, I took a

nap.

So what now?

He's coming with us. What?

He's with us for now.

He is with us for now?

Idiot! What are you doing kidnapping me?

I love her.

I love her.

Sorry, I'll call you back.

All

right,

listen.

We can't let him go. At least not like
this.

What do you mean we can't let him go?
Your voice.

Why? Is it going to wake him up? No,
it's giving me a headache.

God, my hands. My hands are shaking.

Just calm down. My hands are shaking.
Until we figure out what to do, we're

stuck with him.

All right? So just deal with that thing.
What are you talking about? What are

you going to do? You're going to just
keep knocking him out every time he

up? That's your plan? That's the plan
for now.

I'm going to need to get more chloroform
and gag him.

Let's just go to your hotel.

That's out of the question.

We're going to your agent's place.

Are you out of your fucking mind?

That was the plan, to kidnap your agent.

Colmick, we're going to get caught.
We're driving around with a half

-unconscious Albanian mobster in the
back seat. The real aim was to kidnap

agent. Yeah, well, we got him instead.

Look, things might get out of your
control, but you don't freak out.

You stick with the plan.

We're going to finish what we started,
Keen.

That's what we do.

We finish what we start.

Ma 'am, you're gonna get me in trouble.
You won't be getting in trouble, don't

worry.

You'll be getting a big fat tip at the
end of the night.

They're moving. Follow them.

You go upstairs, check out the
situation.

Once you're sure he's alone, knock him
out. And then in a few minutes... What

the... No.

I'm not knocking him out alone.

You knocked out Chesna alone?

No.

Keen, cut the shit. No.

Keen, we can't leave... You're acting
like a child. No, no, no, no, no, no,

no, no, no, no, no.

Stop. No.

Say no one more time and I swear to God.

Look, here's the deal. We can't leave
Chestnut alone for too long.

Are they arguing?

Looks like it.

You're supposed to be my consultant,
right?

Having me go up there and knock him out
alone and drag him back down by myself.

What don't you understand about that? If
you don't come up with me right now,

I'm out.

Fine. But we better be quick, okay?

Ma 'am, I think your husband is tangled
up in some pretty dirty business.

Is that guy dead or what?

Yeah, what's going on?

Dean.

What are you doing here so late at
night? Is everything okay? Are you

Yeah.

Who's this gentleman?

Hi.

Have we met before?

I don't think so.

Okay.

Where's that one?

What are you doing?

Stop it.

What the fuck, Gene?

Can you please stop? Oh, shit.

Get the fuck off me.

Gene, stop.

Wait, what?

Wait, stop.

Get off me.

Stop it, team. Stop it. What the fuck
are you doing?

Fuck, man. Don't shot me. Bitch, get off
me.

Fuck you.

I'm gonna get a closer look.

I don't think that's a good idea.

I'll be right back.

I can't go on doing this.

Just get ready to follow them. These
guys, they're picking up corpses.

They're not corpses. They're just
kidnapping people.

Just kidnapping people.

Just kidnapping. What kind of people are
you?

Follow them. Look, when they stop again,
you can go on your way. I promise.

Promise? Yes.

Go.

They stopped again.

I'm done here.

Just wait a little bit longer.

No, Lydia, I can't wait. I'm done.

Don't look at me like that. We had a
deal.

Fine.

You didn't see me tonight, and none of
this ever happened.

Yeah. Hey, look at me.

None of this happened.

is clear.

So, which one should we take up first?

Chesna, he's been out the longest.

This is the Afar Hotel. We shine to make
you shine.

How can I help you?

Yes, hello. I'd like to connect with Mr.

Colmick, please.

Who, ma 'am?

The resident at your hotel.

Colmick. Right, that guy.

Yes, he's in room 123.

Okay. Hold for a moment, please. I'll
connect you. Okay.

saying, no, I don't want to be
disturbed.

Please, don't put any calls through.

I'm sleeping.

Ma 'am, he asked me not to put the call
through.

What?

What are you talking about?

Look, this is important.

I believe my husband's in there. What do
you mean?

You did well tonight.

What are we going to do with them?

I think it's time that we moved on. I'm
not going to tell Susie.

Nothing. You went out for some air, you
dropped your phone. Shit, my phone is on

the stairs. No, keen, keen, sit, relax.

We'll get your phone later.

Now we need to focus on the critical
part of your lesson.

And that is?

Domination.

Come again?

Ma 'am, there's nothing I can do. He
doesn't want to talk to anyone at the

moment.

But why?

Because that's the only way you'll be
able to figure out what kind of

you want to possess.

This is insane.

You have to trust me.

The way that you like to be dominated is
exactly the same as how you like to

dominate others.

So what are you going to do? Are you
going to tie my hands or something?

And I'll put a gag on you.

You have to feel that helplessness.

You need to experience what those guys
are feeling.

So you'll know how and what to do to
stir up that emotion.

And isn't that important for your book?

How the victims feel.

Is this really necessary?

Trust me. Trust you.

If you believe it, it will be real.

Thank you, Don Quixote. Believe to
create reality.

You think you've felt lonely before?

No. You've never really experienced it.

But you won't realize in that moment, in
that split second, you are

alone.

Hello? Kane?

Susie? Uh, I'm with Colmick.

Yeah, yeah, I realized.

Uh, why is your phone going to
voicemail?

I dropped it. It broke.

Okay. Are you... Coming home?

I... I can't come home tonight.

It's late. You left without saying
anything.

I know, I know, but I won't be able to
come.

Why not? I gotta go.

Keen, wait.

Keen.

He's going to wake everyone up. Kill
him!

My God, what's going on here?

Did that guy do this to you?

Damn it! Stop doing that! Stop shouting.
What the hell, man?

Just calm down.

How am I supposed to calm down when you
keep knocking people out? Let them

write. Is this ever going to stop?

Will it stop?

I had to do it. He would have called the
cops.

Can we talk to people first?

Can we just try that? Please.

Talk, then knock. Maybe if we would have
talked to Chesna, he would have

understood. How about first talking,
then knock?

Talk, then knock.

Well, I'm not the one who knocked out
Chesna.

That... That... Fuck you.

You're acting very strange tonight.

You've got this weird look in your eyes.

If you ask me, you've learned a lot
already.

What have I learned?

Nothing, people.

Keen.

Susie!

What's going on here?

Nothing. Nothing.

Nothing.

No, no, no, no, no!

What are you doing?

What the fuck are you doing? We're
busted.

It's Susie!

Really?

It's Susie!

Why do you keep knocking people out on
the head all the time? I thought we were

busted. What's she doing here?

How am I supposed to know?

Maybe if you didn't knock her out, I
could have asked her.

Susie. Well, I didn't know it was her.
How could I have known?

By asking, looking, talking.

Come on, Susie. I really didn't know it
was her. Pick up, Susie.

Susie. What?

What's going on? Susie, it's okay.
You're going to kill me. No, no, no.

going to kill me? No, no, no, no. Calm
down.

Calm down. It's all a mistake.

See, Colmick, he accidentally knocked
you out because he thought you were

someone else.

The house isn't my name. What?

The house? What are you talking about?
Zoe said.

Where's Zoe? Hang up the phone. No, Zoe.
Susie, calm down. Hang the phone up.

Calm. No phone.

Calm down. This is Cormac and me. Don't
know where Zoe is.

Calm down.

Oh. Shh.

You're okay.

Are you trying to kill me? Of course
not.

Of course not. What?

The toxicology book.

Toxicology? The book.

That was just... Cormac gave me that
book.

Look, listen.

Cormac. You remember Cormac, right?

Yeah, so the thing is, Cormac, he...
Cormac's not really a marriage

What?

He's not a marriage counselor? No, he's
actually a... retired serial killer.

A what?

A retired serial killer.

Cormac's helping me write a book.

Look, you remember the night that I
brought him home? Remember that night,

honey? Good. So I couldn't... How could
I? I couldn't...

Say that I had brought home a serial
killer.

A retired serial killer.

Right.

So you're not trying to kill me? No.

Why would I do that?

It's okay.

Are you okay?

Oh, God, I'm so confused. Oh, no, I get
it. It's confusing. I'm so confused.

It's very confusing.

Gene.

Yes?

The thing is, I thought you were trying
to kill me. No,

I would never do that. I have to tell
you something.

What's that?

I tried to kill you a few times.

When? What?

I told you the light was green.

Well, remember? It was red.

Yeah?

And that gas. Remember that gas smell in
the kitchen?

Are they here?

What gas?

Inside. What are you talking about? Who?
That guy and David.

Susie, what the fuck? What gas? What are
you talking about? I've been following

you two all night.

So, what's the plan?

Susie, do you think there's a plan?

Look, listen to me.

So they are here.

Everyone wait.

Colmick is helping me write a book, and
yes, it looks like it has gotten out of

control, and it has a little bit, but
we're working on that, and everything

be fine. It's just a big
misunderstanding.

So you kidnapped them and brought them
here.

What's the plan?

Can I see them?

You're excited.

Can I?

Can you what?

Can I go in there?

Uh, no. They can't see your face.

Can I hold that gun?

Sure.

Susie, what about the gas?

So you never wanted to kill me.

That toxicology.

And you just cooked for me.

about stabbing you too.

Un -gag him.

Now listen up.

And repeat after me.

Who are you?

You don't want to know.

Now repeat after me.

I know where you live.

What? I know where you live. Repeat it.

I know where you live. No.

I know where you live.

I know where you live.

You're not doing it right.

Sweetie, what do you want him to do? She
wants him to repeat after her.

Isn't it clear? Am I speaking some kind
of weird language? He's repeating after

her.

I know where you live. That's what I'm
saying. Oh, I know where... I get it. I

get it.

She wants you to say, you know where I
live. That's what you want him to say,

right? I know where you live. Repeat it.

Oh, no.

Are you crying?

Why are you crying?

I'm so confused.

Am I not being clear?

So do you want him to say, you know
where I live? Yes.

Isn't it clear?

Actually, no. I mean, I was a little
confused.

You have to be more direct.

Honey, you are pointing a gun at him.
Are you too?

Together? What?

Are the two of you together?

Well, are we? Yeah, we are.

We're going through a little marriage
troubles right now, but I think it's all

going to work out. Keen.

Reverse what I say.

I know where you live.

You know where I live.

Good.

We know who you are.

You know who I am.

If I ever see you again, or if you ever
go to the police, or if you ever breathe

a word of what happened tonight to
anyone, even to yourself in the mirror,

of us will.

You don't want to know.

Do you want me to repeat all of that,
or...? No.

Okay, that keen was exactly what I was
trying to explain to you.

There you go.

Hello, David.

Would you mind?

Lizzie, I think they got you here.

They got you here. I think there's been
a misunderstanding. They, I think, I

don't know, I really think they've lost
their minds.

What the fuck? What was that? Why?

You set fire.

Did not say fire. I said higher.

As in aim the gun higher. So that he
could look down the barrel of the gun

be more scared. Do I look like General
Custer? I mean, if I wanted you to

I would say shoot, not fire.

Please, please, please.

Yeah, my bad. Sorry.

You have me to it.

I'm going to kill you and give this wife
of yours a thorough fucking... Excuse

me. Just you wait and see.

I am going to fuck your fucking lives
inside out!

You stupid bitch!

You are going to scream in pain!

Okay, I'm sure you have lots to talk
about.

I'll take care of all this. Don't worry.

It's set in Slovenia in 40 ,000 BC.

It's winter, and it's very cold.

Now, the Homo sapiens are about to die
of starvation, so the chief of the tribe

suggests that they go to a nearby cave
of Neanderthals and kill them.

They kill all the Neanderthals and bring
their bodies back.

And as they're about to eat them, one of
the Homo sapien women objects to this.

This particular woman has lost her own
children.

The chief gets furious with this woman
and exiles her from the tribe.

But it's a cold, cold winter in
Slovenia, so to avoid freezing out in

the woman takes shelter in that
Neanderthal cave.

Now as she's about to fall asleep, she
hears a rustling in the dark recesses of

the cave.

She looks and she sees one last
Neanderthal man remaining.

They suddenly attack each other,
fighting to the death.

All night they struggle until they're
both exhausted.

And they doze off.

They cuddle as they sleep just to
survive the cold.

But in the morning they wake up and they
attack each other again.

And when night falls, they go to sleep
in each other's arms.

And so the days continue on this way.

And every night...

They end up leaping in each other's
arms.

So is that a happy ending?

The only thing happy about it is it's
not an ending.

You try me once, you'll beg for more

I will give you one more.