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okay thank you

It's okay.

Come here.

I know that.

Nothing to be done.

The eyes that shun, now

dimmed and gone, the cheerful hearts

now broken.

Why'd you shoot it?

It's a pest.

It'll jump up in the cars and make shit
in the paintwork.

Couldn't just shoo it away, huh?

Goats are stubborn.

Spray it with a hose?

for those.

Long, long ago, there's been a woods
with a small stone hut.

And inside the stone hut, there lived an
Alcaliac.

A witch.

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

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

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

on a tour of the underworld.

And sometimes, a hand or a claw would
reach out from the dark and tear a

piece from those at the end 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?

Did you kiss?

No.

Go find your parents.

And don't talk to strangers again.

There are worse things than strangers
out there, Yank.

Did we wake you?

Mr. Cobb, my apologies.

I was on the phone and I thought Albie
was... 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, number reservation.

If you could just... Mr.

Bowman. Mr. Om Bowman, Pullman City,
Whatman.

With us for a week.

Welcome.

Dining room is down this corridor here.

Breakfast in the morning from 7 to 10.

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

Should 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.

He's a celebrity.

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

dial 0 and let us know.

All right.

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

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.

Thanks. 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.

One shot?

Poutine.

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.

It's all natural.

I pick, dry, grind the mushrooms myself.

And I like it with goat milk.

I'm going to do it.

I'll bury her.

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 drift.

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, Conchita Doral hits the boy with the
bottle, killing him.

But the bottle still doesn't break.

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

Why would you write this?

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's how it ends.

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.

Yeah, just in a way, she... You should
have 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 three years after that.

She was very young.

And she died.

Murdered.

Shot in the face.

She came home from work.

Dead. They catch the person in the
shower?

He's too young to be punished.

So they fucking hanged him.

And your dad?

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

You know, had their ashes for years,
never knew what to do with them.

Yeah, they were happy here, so... Hey, I
noticed the honeymoon suite closed.

I hope 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, like have a look up

there, but he wouldn't go for it.

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 the radio's electrical.

What if there is? You afraid she'll, uh,
get you?

I bring some chalk.

Chalk? If you ever find yourself being
chased by a witch, just circle around

her. 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 be.

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 time zone.

Bye, Neil.

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 want
to tell you how much your books have

meant to me.

I really relate to your characters.

Well, that's a troubling thing, 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 to get publishers or
agents or anybody to read anything.

Sure.

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

take 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 meet your heroes.

I'll take another.

And that'll be his last one.

To bleak endings.

weird feeling.

It's not answering.

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

He burned my hand. Open it.

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?

Are 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, safe and sound.

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?

Mr. 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 the heck 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 hasn't 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 Gerry is, and it turns out

Gerry disappeared after his wife died
under suspicious circumstances ten years

ago.

Mr. Berman, 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 he disappeared.

Jerry. Born to be born to stay away from
him.

Mouth said his wife died under
suspicious circumstances.

They obviously killed her, didn't they?

What 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 seem?

Well, not herself.

Distracted.

Sad.

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

Hey, what about the honeymoon suite?

What about it?

Well, was it... Sir?

Fiona mentioned wanting to go up there.

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

times.

So it wasn't searched.

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 talk to the guards every day.

My first cousins.

Garda Targent is my uncle.

Why do you ask?

So the best thing you could do now is
get into your car and fork off back to

airport while you still look like your
passport picture.

Safe home now.

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, this is Fiona's. 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.

Oh, 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.

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 till the hotel's empty and
then I'm going up there to check.

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

The hob 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 on top of it.

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.

There's one more car in the path, by my
count.

And the hotel is empty.

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 thanked 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?

I have Jerry.

Tell my cousin I'm bringing him in.

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

Thank you.

It's all right.

It's all right.

What are you doing here?

You're asking me?

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

missing.

Where'd you even get this?

From Jerry.

Jerry? He's convinced Fiona was 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 and
we'll get in trouble if we're caught up

here. Alright.

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, look at that.

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
for a hug.

He's, uh, famous, you know.

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

Drink your tea when it's still hot.

Thank you.

I was playing with my dad's gun and

it went off.

What are the two things we don't ever
play with kids?

And that's right.

My dad hates me now. I miss my dad.

Help me.

Ohm.

Well, Ohm, it's pretty simple.

Your dad told you not to go near his
gun, but you did anyway, and his wife

her brain...

That's gonna make skin.

Thank you.

Hello?

Who's that even, dude?

I need your help.

What happened to you?

Oh, Fergal, it doesn't matter.

I need to get up here.

I need to get this open.

What for?

The American.

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!

Can you speak slow, please?

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.

If anyone 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.

Just go, Gerry.

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

I'll tell them that you were already
gone.

I left the keys.

Hijo de puta.

You alright, man?

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.

Jerry, 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 Cobb. 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

tell Mr. Cobb.

He hates me.

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

Just leave him.

She's dead. Mal fucking killed her.

You okay?

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?

Sorry, it was fixed.

Come on, we have to go.

No,

no.

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.

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. Bauman, 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.

But you burnt my hand.

That hurt.

You know all these things do exist.

But those people with closed minds can't
see them.

I'm sorry.

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 didn't want you to. Yeah, no, just
take it.

If you wanted something to pass the
time, I could bring in my manuscript.

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

and walk it in tomorrow.

As 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 as
yours.

I get stuff that I don't deserve.

Stuff before I change my mind.