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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.