Deception Page #2

You're probably in

the air right, so,

if you get this, call

me on your phone.

I'll speak to you

later. Take care.

- Mr. Lewman. Hi.

- Hello.

Actually, Mr. Lewman,

there was something

I wanted to talk to

you about. Excuse me.

- Hello?

- Are you free tonight?

Look, this isn't actually...

Sorry, could you

just hold on a sec?

Mr. Lewman, my bedroom...

I think I have a leak.

I was hoping you

could take a look.

McQuarry. 631.

Right. McQuarry. Yeah,

I'll get to it soon as I can.

Hello? Anyone there?

- Hello?

- Are you free tonight?

- Actually, I am,

but this isn't Wyatt.

Sorry, I didn't get that.

- Well, I am free, but...

Could you be at The

Dylan in one hour?

I guess so, but...

- Are you waiting for me?

- Yes, I think so.

- Would you like a

drink or something?

No, thanks.

I've got a conference call...

with Tokyo early

in the morning.

- Shall we go?

- Yes.

- Have you been in

this hotel before?

No.

Look, the person

who you thought...

you were talking to isn't me.

- You're not who I

spoke to on the phone?

No, no... Yes, yes, I am.

- But...

- What's wrong?

- Are you not attracted to me?

- Oh, you're beautiful.

It's just you called me

and I came here but I don't...

- You don't?

I'm not too sure

what's going on.

You're not too sure

what's going on?

Sit down. Sit down.

- Hello.

- Hey, you're up early.

- Hey. How's London?

Rainy. So you got

mine, I got yours.

Yeah, I must've

grabbed it at lunch...

before you left.

- No big deal. I already

had my work calls...

forwarded here. - Oh, alright.

- So, did I get any calls?

- Yes, you did.

- And?

- Well...

- What the hell was that?

I knew it. You met

up with someone.

- I thought you

would call me back.

Oh, spare me. I

woulda done the same.

- So how was it?

It was really amazing,

actually. She...

Sh*t. I'll call you

later. The want me...

in a meeting. I wand

to hear all about it.

- Alright.

As for my phone,

feel free to use it.

Okay. Thanks.

Yes?

Hello. Uh...

- Yes?

- Are you free tonight?

- Where?

- Where, right.

- The Dylan Hotel.

- Perhaps The Park Avenue.

In the bar, half past eleven.

If you are who you

don't seem to be,

you're late.

- Excuse me?

- Are you?

Late, or who I'm

not supposed to be?

Either.

Yes, I am late,

and I am who I

don't seem to be.

Alright, then.

- Could you put this

on the room, please?

Yes, ma'am.

I don't have a room.

You're rather new to

this, aren't you?

The initiator is

responsible for the room.

That's one of the rules.

- Oh. So I should...

- Precisely.

Oh. Excuse me.

Frankly, I'm surprised whoever...

sponsored you didn't

explain more.

Downstairs, you

talked about a rule.

Are there others?

No rough stuff. If

that's your thing,

take it elsewhere.

- No business

talk, and no names.

Right.

- How did you get into this?

- A friend of mine...

He introduced you to the list...

but failed to

explain the basics?

Well, he had to leave town.

I'm doing something

wrong here, aren't I?

It's not that. You

just strike me...

as something of a stowaway.

If it wasn't for

the $4,000 suit.

I'd say you didn't

belong here at all.

This is us.

Although,

someone obviously

thought you did.

And I'm a sucker

for bashful boys.

Can I ask you something?

- Why do you do this?

For the same reason

that men do it.

The economics of

the arrangement.

Intimacy without intricacy.

I work past midnight

almost every night.

The last dinner I had

that wasn't business...

was about a year ago.

Hey, Wyatt, it's Jonathan.

I haven't heard

from you, but...

I guess...

you must be pretty

swamped over there.

Look, I just wanted

to say thank you.

Wait. Wait. Before we...

The thing is, I know you.

I mean, not 'know

you' exactly.

We met before in

the Times Square...

subway station. It

had been raining,

and you asked me if

the train stops...

at Canal Street.

No.

Wait. It just feels

a little strange,

that's all.

Why? Because you've

seen me before?

- Maybe. It's just...

- C'mon, what's the problem?

Okay...

I guess it is a little bit

of a gear shift.

Maybe some other time.

Oh, no, please.

What I mean is...

By any chance...

are you hungry?

Mm, you have a

little bit of...

of ketchup on your chin.

- Oh. I'm sorry.

I'm a messy eater.

No, it's okay. So am I. Here.

- There you go.

- Thank you.

- You have a

little piece of...

Oh, what, onion in my hair?

So what do you

do for a living?

I sit behind glass...

and I watch people

pass like fish.

- You work in a bank?

- I'm sort of an accountant.

I bet that's what you always...

dreamed of being

when you grew up.

Oh, yeah, I'm

livin' the dream.

Feel free to leave now.

Still here.

- But how about you?

- No.

No, no, no, I'm

afraid that we're...

still on you.

- Frank.

- Frank?

You look like a Frank.

- By the way, my name is...

- Oh, sh.

You know the rules. No names.

Yeah, but the rules

seem to specify...

no conversation either.

Okay. How 'bout I

tell you my name,

if you guess.

Oh, you're in real

trouble here.

You see, I am very

good at this.

- What are you very good at?

Problem solving.

It's what I do.

I'm very good at

identifying hierarchical...

relationships and

binary posits.

- Is that right?

- Absolutely.

And this talent can be applied

to finding anything.

For example,

I know that your name

begins with an S.

- How do you know that?

I saw your key

chain on your purse.

- Wow. Excellent work.

Thank you. So, the

things we know are

A, your name begins with an S.

B, you have a white coat.

And C...

And C, you do not know

your way around the subway.

That's true.

Now all I do is

extrapolate from...

these known qualities

and your name...

is...

Sybil.

- Sophie. You're

definitely a Sophie.

Wait, with an 'ie' or a 'y'?

- Either.

- Neither.

- How about Syd, as

in Syd Charisse?

No, she was Syd with a C.

- Yeah, but maybe you

spell it with an S.

I do not.

- Sexy Steffi was

lookin' for a train...

No.

- Sunbeam.

Oh, God, do I look

like a Sunbeam?

Absolutely.

Well, then, that's it.

- I told you I

was good at this.

I'm very impressed.

I'm crashing.

I'd really like

to see you again.

Not in a hotel.

Hm, well... we'll

see about that.

- Maybe tomorrow?

- It is tomorrow.

- Hello?

- Are you free tonight?

- Hey, are you back?

I wish. It's friggin'

anarchy here.

Hang on. Hello?

- Housekeeping.

Uh, could you come

back? Thanks.

- Sorry.

- Where are you?

- I'm in the Soho Grand.

- Soho Grand, huh?

- Sounds like you've

been enjoying yourself.

I have. I met this

girl last night,

and I broke all the

rules and I had...

an honest-to-God

conversation with her.

- That's extremely

naughty of you.

Who is she, Romeo?

I have no idea,

really. I don't know...

very much about

her yet, but...

- I'm gonna see her again.

I don't want to dampen

your spirits...

- What?

You met her through the list.

She's different. Trust me.

- So when are you back?

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