Hotel Splendide Page #5

liability to the hotel.

You only remain here

through my good grace.

You know that.

Please go away.

How long do you think you would

last without me to protect you?

How long?

Or had you forgotten, Cora?

Had you forgotten in your

passion for that vile Russian?

Have you told him

about your deformity?

Or were you planning

to surprise him?

[CRYING]

[SCREAMING]

[GASPING]

She only had to twist her hand.

Such discipline.

My Cora... my dear...

I sent the note.

I thought you could help her.

She loved you like a sister.

I knew it would come to this.

She is to blame, with

her demon poisons.

Yes, well I'm still the

manager of this hotel.

I am still manager,

so I'm going to have

to let her go after we organize

a funeral for poor Cora.

I'm sorry, but that's

just the way it is.

Shut your damned mouth, boy!

You're taking her side, too?

Mummy would never have

betrayed me like this.

She would have stood

by me to the end.

Mummy was a demonic old b*tch!

That is a wicked, spiteful lie!

Well, there was always something

rather unwholesome about

the way you worshipped her!

DESMOND:
Senile old fool.

You don't know

what you're saying!

[CLAP] Back to your room!

You know, Cora tried to

make peace between us,

but she never could.

Over time, however

cruel Mummy was,

however much I

resented her, I thought

she was doing it out of love.

That she wanted the best for us.

I was a fool.

That woman couldn't

love anybody.

She didn't know how.

Look, um... these are useless.

Um... I know another way.

Come on.

KATH:
Have you ever

been down there?

No.

This is the old coal shaft.

The main feed valve to the

boiler is at the bottom.

I'm gonna close the damn

thing down once and for all.

And after that, you

and I are gonna leave.

Careful.

This is it.

Here.

[RUMBLING]

DESMOND:
Traitors!

Run!

Well, we can forget

about killing the boiler.

There's no way back.

Know another way out?

We'll just follow

the smell of seaweed.

Edna Blanche.

Well, so much for

her precious regime.

All those years we

were suffering it,

she was down here

stuffing her guts.

Mm... perfect.

Do you want some?

What doesn't kill

you makes you fatter.

[CLATTERING]

Bloody wet.

[GASPING]

[COUGHING]

What are you doing here?

Been coming here for years.

It's the minerals.

Keeps me young.

You get used to the smell.

Oh...

[GRUNTING]

What... what do you

think you're doing?

We're gonna make a cake.

Have you got something to say?

[LAUGHTER]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[GLASS SHATTERING]

[CLANGING]

[CLANGING]

In memory of our beloved Cora.

Right.

Who's first?

[MUSIC PLAYING]

Ah, so... you dried up hag.

You'd keep us from this?

From this?

[GLASS SHATTERING]

What is the meaning of this?

We're eating pudding.

Get away from that immediately!

This is a desecration

of our regime.

This is our sister's wake.

Traitors.

All of you!

You never loved her.

I'll show you what want is.

You'll see!

KATH:
Desmond!

RONALD:
Desmond!

Oh, this is pointless.

Is it?

Is it?

I know what you're up to.

I knew as soon as

I saw you go down.

Well, what has been

done can be undone.

So, I'm going to kill

your f***ing cake.

Oh, Desmond.

Maybe he's right.

Die, damn you!

Damn!

[LAUGHTER]

[MACHINERY WHIRRING]

[RUMBLING]

Desmond!

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

[ALARM RINGING]

DESMOND:
No!

[SHOUTING]

Come on, boy!

Come on!

[SCREAMING]

No!

No!

[SCREAMING]

No, no, no!

Mummy, wait!

No!

Mummy!

[ALARM RINGING]

NARRATOR:
I think life's

a bit like cooking, I do.

It's not just about

what goes into the pot,

it's what happens

over the fire, that

changes it all into something

different, and wonderful.

Usually.

Pity about Desmond.

He did try so hard.

I've learned many things during

my stay at the Hotel Splendide.

Most of all that there

is nothing so terrible

that it can't be overcome.

I think it's done me a

lot of good, being here.

I really do.

But I think I'm ready now.

Ready for the mainland.

Everyone says I am.

Definitely.

So I must be.

I hope.

Come on, Stanley!

I know you can do it!

Go on, boy!

Run!

Come on, Stanley!

[SHOUTING]

Stanley!

Come on, Stanley!

Come on, Stanley!

Come on!

Stanley!

Come on!

Come on!

[MUSIC PLAYING]

Stand up straight.

What do you call this?

The hotel prides

itself on keeping up

the grand tradition of service.

Your slovenliness blackens the

reputation of the Splendide,

and all of its loyal staff.

Next time you'll

be given a notice.

Be assured.

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