All language subtitles for The.Elevator.2023.1080p.WEB-DL.DDP5.1.H264-AOC_eng

- No!

I need help!

No!

Come on.

You can't escape.

Don't forget.

I'm watching.

I need you.

- Leave me alone!

You can't stop me!

You can't!

There's
only one way out.

- Leave me alone!

And you know

what

that

is.

- No, no! Leave me alone!

Leave me alone!

No!

Please!

No.

No!

No, no.

No!

No, no!

Help me!

- Hi, Margaret.
- Good morning, Lily.

Are you safely there yet?
- Yeah, I'll be there soon.

I'm on my way to the hotel now.

Hope you've had
a relaxing train journey.

- Well, no. Not really.

There was a family in the
quiet coach with a noisy baby.

Oh, don't you
just hate those people?

They think they're more
important than anyone,

just because they have a child.

- Yeah.
- Anyway, keep me posted.

- Oh, hi. The Imperial
Hotel, please.

- I'm afraid you're a
little early for checking.

- Oh, no. I'm not checking in.

I'm Lily.

The new night manager.

- Excuse me.

I was expecting someone
a little less ordinary?

Let me take that.

Thank you. I'll show
you to your room.

This is the ground floor.

- Yeah, makes sense.

- If you didn't already
know, the first seven floors

are the hotel proper, and
the other seven floors

are for, let's say,
the less savory people.

- The infamous lift.

- So, you heard about
the events, then?

- Yeah. Of course.

- You do wonder why
a bright young girl

would choose to
take her own life.

- You think it was suicide?

- Of course.

You don't believe all
these conspiracy theories?

There's a lot of tall
tales about this place,

and what happened to Melissa.

Believe me. I've heard them all.

I can assure you, they've just
been exaggerated by the press

to get a good story.

So, here's your room. You
should have everything you need.

And your uniform's
in the cupboard.

I do hope it fits.

So, where have you come from?

- Oh. Just from near Manchester.

- Ah.

Bit of a change of scene, then.

Soon think you'll
make the place a home.

Let me show you around
the rest of the place.

It can get rather
lively up here.

Fuck off.

- Ah, Hank.

I'd like you to meet Lily.
She's our new night manager.

- Pleasure to meet you, darling.

- Nice to meet you.

- Now, Hank's one of our
longest serving tenants.

- Oh, I just love it here.

I'm sure you'll have
a hell of a time, too.

- I'm sure I will.

- See you soon, then.

- He's all right, Hank.

Most of the folks up here
keep themselves to themselves

and you won't need to
come up here very often.

Now, this is the boiler room
where the water tanks are kept.

The door's usually locked.
Well, it should be.

Only Norton has the key.

Norton?

- Norton.

A handyman, slash
caretaker, security.

Keeps this place running.

He's pretty much
part of the hotel.

You'll meet him soon.

He'll be around.

Ah, Norton. Right on cue.

This is our new
night manager, Lily.

I'm sure you'll be seeing
rather a bit of each other.

- Pleasure.

- Hi.

- Uh, everything's ship shape?

Did to you get that leak fixed?

- Yes.

It's all good.

- Great work.

- Well, I'll be seeing you.

- Doesn't like to stay and chat.

He's been here for ages.

Knows all the tenants,
and the hotel quirks.

- Good to know.

- Good evening.

- Good evening.

- Feeling refreshed?

- Yeah. Raring to go.

- Very good. Well, there's
not much to it, really.

Everyone books
online, these days.

Check them in, check them out.

I have left you a
list of tasks on here.

I'll pop it under the counter.

Should be all quite
familiar to you.

- Oh, yeah. Absolutely.

- As you know, it's
still the off season,

and so not many hotel bookings.

We do have our long-term
residents and their friends.

They keep themselves
to themselves.

If you do have any
trouble, however,

my weapon of choice
is a baseball bat

that I keep under here.

Righto.

See you at 7AM.

- Come on, Melissa.

Tell me what you were doing.

Are you running away from
something, or someone?

Jesus!

- Oh, I'm sorry. I
didn't mean to scare you.

It's okay.

- You're watching the
video, aren't you?

Yeah, I've watched it
about a million times.

Never stops being creepy.

- Yeah. You're right about that.

What do you think she was doing?

- Personally?

I think she was orbiting Saturn.

- Why did she stop
taking her meds?

- Perhaps she took
them all at once.

Would explain how she
ended up drowning herself.

- Hm.

- Anyway, I just came
along to make sure

that you're all settled.

If there's anything I can get
for you, just say my name.

- Will do.

Six.

Two.

- So, here we finally are.
The infamous Imperial Hotel.

How you feeling, Zak?
- I'm so pumped, man.

But I've gotta be
honest with you, bro.

I'm a little bit nervous.
- For real, dude.

It's kinda like the
Paris Catacombs.

It feels totally creepy already.

- Yeah. Totally, man.

Hey. How are you doing?

- Hi. Welcome to
the Imperial Hotel.

- Oh. Cool accent.

- Thanks.
- Hey, I'm Zak.

And this, this is Gabe.

- Yo.

- Uh, hi. Um, please
don't do that.

- Hey, sorry. We're
just excited to be here.

- Mm, sure you are. Did
you fly in today, then?

- Yeah. It was a long journey.

I can't believe it's
dark here already.

- Yeah. It's not the only
thing weird here, man.

- Anyway, your room's ready.

- Oh, is there a room
on the 14th floor?

Can we have one on 14th?

- Oh, I'm sorry. There's no
rooms available on that floor.

The seventh floor is
actually the highest

hotel guests are allowed to go.

- Bummer.

- Here are your keys.

The elevators are just
straight through those doors,

and then, well, it's
signed from there.

- Oh, sweet. Thanks.

- Laters. Off we go.

All right. So, we're finally
off to play the elevator game.

Took about a bottle of
vodka to get his courage?

How you feeling, bro?

- Shit-scared, man.
- Don't worry, it'll be fine.

Just don't talk to
the woman on fifth.

- I'll try.

- That'll be the first time
Zak's not talked to a woman.

Okay, everyone. Jokes aside,
this is getting serious now.

The elevator's coming and
Zak's gonna play the game

in this very old, creepy hotel.

The Imperial Hotel.

Oh, shit. The
elevator's here, man.

This is where I leave you.

Look, you have to
play the game alone,

but I'll be right
here on seven, bro.

- All right. All right.

- Just remember the rules,
dude. Think positive.

All right. This is
gonna be awesome, man.

It's gonna be game changing.

Don't be afraid.

- All right. Let's do it.

This is Zak Epstein about
to play the elevator game

in the infamous Imperial Hotel.

Wish me luck.

Okay. We're going down
to the ground floor now.

And then...

Then it starts.

- Oh, you're not.

- Okay.

One down.

Okay.

Now we're on the
10th and we all know,

we all know what comes next.

It's...

It's the fifth floor.

Well, no sign of a woman yet.

Thank God.

For God sake.

Is this another realm,
or is this floor seven?

No, it can't be.

Guys, I think I'm
here. I think I'm here.

Gabe.

Gabe.

Guys, look at this place.

Look at this place.

What the...

- Something's happened.

- What?

- It's not pleasant.

I really don't think
you should see.

- Norton sent me in.

- Yeah.

I thought he may
have warned you.

Looks like the other idiot
jumped out of the window.

Look.

We don't need you here. You
go to bed, get some rest.

I'll get Norton to
deal with this mess.

Come on.

- I'm sorry I'm late.

- It's okay. Just don't
make a habit of it.

- No, I won't. I'm sorry.

- No incoming tonight.

309 canceled.

They do not get a refund,
if they try on with you.

- Okay.

- Oh, and if anyone asks,

they're suicides,

and you don't know
anything else about it.

- You're the new
girl, aren't ya?

- Yeah. I am.

- Seth.

Although, my mother
claimed it's Set,

like the Egyptian God of Chaos.

Spelled the same way, but
people find that confusing.

So, everyone calls me Seth.

- Hi.

Lovely to meet you.

Seth.

- Good to have a female
touch round here.

Place is looking a bit run down.

- Hm. I'm not here to
give it a makeover.

You do know there's a
bathroom for stuff like that?

- Oh, I'm sorry. I just, uh...

Tryin' to stop
them from rotting.

I haven't got anything
stuck in them, have I?

- No. You're fine.

Hey.

Do you know anything
about those backpackers?

You know, the ones who, uh-
- Killed themselves?

Serves them right.

Coming in here,

treating the place like
a tourist attraction.

Taking their YouTube videos.

Well, I don't know. Word
travels fast around here.

- I'd sleep much better,
if you were here.

Hi.

I didn't
wake you, did I?

- Oh, no. No.

Anyway,
those photos you sent.

I can't see anything.

They're all overexposed
and blurred.

I thought you knew
how to use a camera.

- They were fine,
when I sent them.

Well, try again!

Maybe they got corrupted.

Anyhow, must dash.

Make sure you send them soon.

Evening.

- Shit.

Don't you ever knock?

- This is my office, too.

What photos are you looking at?

- Mm. They didn't really
turn out very well.

Norton.

What do you think of
backpacker deaths?

Do you believe they're suicides?

- It is a bit
convenient, isn't it?

- Well, yeah, and lazy.

- I don't think Vester wants
any attention on the hotel.

Not after recent events.

Probably paid them off.

- But did you see
anything, or hear anything?

I mean, did they annoy anyone?

I can see how they
could piss someone off.

- No one else.

Maybe they thought that
it was a really cool way

to sign out.

You know, do it live from
the Imperial Hotel. Go viral.

- Well, what would be the
point going viral, if they...

Anyway.

Do you think you could
take a look in my room?

There's a leak in my ceiling
and it's driving me mad.

I'd be really grateful if
you could fix it for me.

- Of course.

- You can do this.

You can do this.

Just, just don't look at her.

You can do this.

Fuck me.

- Really? We're at work, Lilian.

Where have you been?

- Oh, just doing the tour.

I was just checking to make
sure everything's in order.

- And is it?

- What?

- Is everything in order?

- Uh, yeah.

Everything's, um, ship shape.

- Good.

Wouldn't want to run a,
uh, messy hotel, would we?

What the...

- Morning.

Shit.

What happened to her?

Fuck.

- You did this to
her, didn't you?

Didn't you?

- Hey! Whoa, whoa.

I didn't touch her.

I've never seen her
before in my life!

- There's a complete
lie and you know it.

You killed her.

You're a monster.

You're a maniac.

- No.

Are you okay?

Get

out

now.

- Are you okay?

- Well, no, it's not
exactly how I thought

my first week at work would go.

- Well, I can assure
you, it does get easier.

- Seeing people being
brutally murdered gets easier?

Good to know.

- Well, I know it
wasn't exactly pretty,

but don't let's jump
to conclusions that
they were murdered.

- Did you see them?

Did you see that girl?

She was beaten black
and blue, and strangled.

No one could do
that to themselves.

- It's not impossible.

I've heard there's talk of
autoerotic asphyxiation.

- There's nothing
erotic about that.

- We must maintain that
these were accidental deaths,

or merely suicides.

We can't have anything
like this getting out.

It would just be bad press.

I insist.

- Evening, Lilly.

I just wanted to
apologize for last night.

I shouldn't have hit you.

I can see why you might
think it was me that did it,

but I swear on my
life, I didn't.

I'd never hurt her.

- Well, you hurt me.

- I'm sorry.

I really am.

It was just a knee jerk reaction

to you thinking that I did it.

Please.

Forgive me.

- All right.

- I'm sure if you look closer,

you'll figure out who
the real murderer is.

I've gotta go.

I'll catch you later.

- That creepy bastard.

What is that?

- Well, Lily, you're keen today.

- Yeah, I've been doing a
little digging on the murders.

I went through the
CCTV footage earlier

and I saw Seth follow
her into the elevator

and then follow her
down the hallway,

and then found dental
floss on the carpet

and it had blood stains on.

- So?

- I put it in a separate
folder. Let me show you.

- What am I looking at, here?

- This can't be.

Seth.

- Where?

- I saw him go into
the elevator. I swear!

- Are you okay, Lily?

I'm not sure you're
getting enough sleep.

Maybe you need a
little bit more rest?

By the way, I believe
this is yours.

There you go. You never know
when you may need it again.

So,
what have you got?

Tell me something juicy.

- Yesterday.

Was it the day before?

Anyway, a prostitute.

She was beaten and strangled
with her own bra strap.

She died!

Murdered?

- Well, they're suggesting
autoerotic asphyxiation.

Oh, this is gold!

- Compassionate, as always.

Isn't that how
someone else was killed,

previously, by one of
the serial killers?

- Yeah, in the '90s.

And how
about the boiler room,

where Melissa died?

Have you been up there yet?

- Where Melissa was
found, and no, not yet.

I need the key.
So, I'll try later.

Good girl.

I gotta go. My meeting's here.

Keep up the good work!

- Hey, Norton.

- Yes?

- Do you know why
there's no CCTV footage

for the 14th floor?

- Hm.

Yeah, the camera on that
broke a couple of years ago

and no one ever came
around to fix it.

- Do you think you'd take
a look at it yourself?

- I'm a plumber. I fix taps.

I'm not an electrician.

- Yeah.

Well, on that note, the leak
in my room has started again.

- Okay. I'll go
take a look at it.

- Do you think I could borrow
the key to the boiler room?

Just out of morbid curiosity.

I just wanna see where
Melissa ended up, and well,

everyone will ask
me if I saw it.

- Okay.

I advise against
touching anything.

- I won't.

Thanks.

No!

No!

Let me out!

No!

So, the 14th floor wasn't
working, apparently.

So, when was the last
time it was working?

Shit.

He's playing the game.

Wait. What numbers are those?

Oh.

- Five.

One.

10.

Is that eight?

Come on, Ray, what can you
see? What can you hear?

So, five, one, ten.

Eight.

Maybe six?

Then...

Nine.

Is that the ninth floor?

- Mommy, is that you?

Don't you want to
talk to me, Mommy?

Don't you love me anymore?

Mommy?

Please look at me.

Hello, Mommy.

Mommy!

- You all right?

You look like
you've seen a ghost.

- I don't know what I saw.

- I'm sorry?

- I don't know
what's going on here.

What's real and what's not.

It's like I'm living
an endless nightmare.

I'm barely sleeping.

And even when I do, it
doesn't feel like I have.

I just sit,

wondering what's going on
upstairs in the rooms above me.

Going slightly more
crazy each day.

And right now, I'm gonna
go back up to my room.

I'm gonna go to bed,

and I'm gonna struggle
to sleep again,

because of leaky
roofs and flies.

I can't do this.

- Would you like some company?

- Shit.

That was good.

It's like you're inside my mind.

Like you knew what I wanted.

1407.

Ray's room.

Let's see what we have in here.

"Five points of the pentagram.

One lowly sacrificial lamb.

Ten eyes to witness the deed.

Seven sins to
complete the creed.

Infinity.

Infinite lives on
the mortal Plane.

Nine letters in
the master's name."

B.

E.

E-L-C.

E.

B-B.

- Good evening,
Lily. Sleep well?

- Same as always.

- Well, it should be
a quiet night tonight.

- Vester.

Hm?

- How long have you
worked here for?

- Oh, I don't know.
Six, seven years.

- Do you enjoy it?

- Well, it has
its ups and downs.

As they say, a job's a job.

- "A job's a job"?

All these freaky guests
and gruesome deaths?

Sorry. I meant suicides.

But yet, you're still here.

Why?

- Why are you still here, Lily?

If you can't handle
all the deaths,

if it's all too exciting.

I'm sure there's
lots of waitress

or librarian jobs back home.

- How'd you put up with it?

How are you so
unfazed by it all?

How do you let all these
blatant murders happen?

And why are all the deaths
reported as suicides,

when they're quite clearly not?

- Because that's
the way it is, okay?

This is the Imperial Hotel.

And what happens, happens.

I know you're here
to discover the truth

about Ms. Melissa Valentine.

Well, you're not going
to. It goes too deep.

The hotel knows everything.

It hides everything.

It's like a drug.

It lures you in. It
holds your hostage.

It consumes you.

It becomes you.

And you stay, or you

die.

Now, stop your snooping around
and your little sleuth game.

You're not the first to try.

You're not gonna
uncover the truth.

And whatever you do find,
you'll wish you hadn't.

Lily,
you are alive!

- Yeah, and I...

Haven't
heard from you in ages.

I was beginning
to fear the worst.

What's the news?

- Well, I've delved
into the hotel's past,

and it seems like there's
been numerous black masses

and satanic rituals
performed right on this spot.

A long time before the
hotel was even built.

God.

And do you think that
has something to do

with all the other deaths?

- Yeah, I'm almost
certain there's some kind

of malevolent spirit
in this place.

And what about
Melissa and this elevator game?

Have you played it?
- Yeah, a few times.

And?

- Well, I think the number
sequence is different.

They're not the usual numbers
and I believe Melissa and Ray

have been fed these numbers
by someone, or something, that

that's here, but I
just don't know why.

And do you
know what those are?

- Yeah. I might do.

I'm gonna give it a try later.

So, if you don't hear
from me after that-

- Listen, I was
thinking of coming up, too.

- What?

I've
a few days free,

and I thought you could
do with some help.

Get to the bottom
of this sooner!

- You really don't
need to do that.

Nonsense.

I'm sure you could
do with the support.

Fix me a room. I'll
be up this evening.

Anyway, must dash.

- Miss Carrington, I presume.

- That's Mrs.
Carrington. I'm no miss.

I assume Lily told
you I was coming,

and you've reserved your
finest room for me, I hope!

If you have such a thing.

- Oh, absolutely.
May I take your bags?

- No. I'm quite capable
of carrying it myself.

Now, where is my niece?

She's not still in bed, I hope.

Oh, there you are!
- Aunt.

- About time.

About time, too.

Now, you can show me to my room.

About time for a drink.
- Yeah, of course.

Bloody hell.

Is that really their
best room?

Reminds me of backpacking in
South America in the '70s.

I bet I won't get
a wink of sleep.

- I'm sure you'll be fine.

I ordered your usual.

- Oh, well done!

Just what the doctor ordered.

- No, no. I start my shift soon.

Oh, don't
worry about it.

Live a little.

Just the one. You've earned it.

Ladies. Good evening.

- Where did you find him?

The Overlook Hotel?

Anyway.

Cheers.

- Marge?

Margaret.

13.

"13 is the level of his domain."

- Mommy, is that you?

Don't you wanna
talk to me, Mommy?

Don't you love me anymore?

Mommy?

Please look at me.

Mommy.

- You found me.

- I did.

Although, I feel like
a part of your plan.

- I might have nudged you
in the right direction

every now and then, but,

you did exceedingly well.

Congratulations.

Your boss would've been proud.

- You didn't have to kill her.

- There was every
need to kill her.

There's no need to kill anyone.

And yet, humans have been doing
it since the dawn of time.

They do it, because they can.

They do it, because
they want to.

It makes them feel better.

And that's all we're doing.

Me.

Vester.

Seth.

Hank.

So, what
do you want with me?

Have you
never figured that out?

You found all the numbers.

You found the right sequence.

You made your way
to the 13th floor.

But you never once
stopped to question

why I was leading you
down the garden path?

That's funny.

I always thought that
a woman could tell.

We had a

wonderful night together.

We shook the walls.

I've seen a lot of people
come through my hotel,

over the years, but you...

From the moment I met you,

from the moment that
we first touched,

when you looked into
my eyes, I knew.

You were the one.

- I am not

having your baby.

- Is that so?

- I'd rather kill myself.

- No.

No.

That's another one.

- I'm not having
your child, Beelz!

- You will do as you ought to!

- No man tells me what to do!

- I am no man.

That has always been your
problem, though, hasn't it?

Men.

Relationships.

Commitment.

You're a clingy little
thing, aren't you?

Tell me, how exactly did you
scare off your last boyfriend?

- He didn't deserve me.

- Same way Iris
didn't deserve you.

- Shut up about her.

- I have to say, I'm

disappointed that
you would be so

careless.

Really.

Leaving your daughter alone,

to drown.

- No.

I left her alone
for two minutes.

- Two minutes.

120 seconds.

- It's a long time
to hold your breath,

if you're underwater, Lily.

Do you think you could do that?

Do you think you
could do that, Lily?

Do you think you
could hold your breath

for 120 seconds?

Tick.

Tick.

Tick.

Tick.

I didn't think so.

You came prepared.

- This is my hotel.

- Your hotel?

Your hotel?

No.

This is

my hotel.

Before there was time,
before there was anything,

there was nothing.

And before there was nothing,

there was me.

I

am

Beelzebub.

Lord of flies.

You think you can
just push me out?