Insane

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Bridgeburn hotel.

No, this is the Bridgeburn.

Ok, no problem.

Goodnight sir.

- Oh, Hi!

- Hi. How can I help you tonight?

Well, thank you.

You can start by giving me a room.

A bed isn't necessary-

I'm so tired I can sleep on the floor.

I'll see what I can do. The ones with

beds are like golddust-

- but since you are our only customer,

I'll make an exception.

But, don't tell the others.

- So, just the one night?

- Yeah.

Where are you headed?

If you don't mind me asking.

No, I know where I'm going,

I just don't know where I am.

I was lucky to find you really.

Where are we exactly?

Let me guess, you were

looking for road 56?

Yeah, I thought this was road 56.

Common mistake. We used to be on the 56

until they built the new 56.

My guess is that you have an old map.

Yep, I'll just give you a new one

in the morning.

Oh, thanks. That's very kind of you.

You just fill that out please.

I'm afraid you have to make do with me

being manager, concierge

and bellboy tonight.

Here we are.

- Your room, madame.

- Thank you.

It's not exactly an executive suite

overlooking central park, but-

- there is an shower, a toilet and

more importantly a bed.

- Ooh, perfect.

- Not to mention the glorious view.

- What's that?

- The old quarry.

There's a lake at the bottom of it.

It's quite beautiful.

- Looks creepy.

- No, it's quite peaceful.

Especially at night. I go there sometimes.

- You do? At night?

- Yeah, sometimes.

Well, maybe I'll take a look at it

before I leave.

Check it out before you check out.

Listen, is it too late to get a bite?

- I'll see what I can do.

I'm afraid that's all we

could rustle up for tonight.

Are you kidding? This is great. I hope

I didn't get you into any trouble.

- I hope I didn't get you into any trouble.

- No. No trouble at all.

- Can you thank the chef for me?

- He doesn't mind.

- Are you sure?

- yeah, I'm the chef tonight.

- Well, in that case, thank you very much.

- The pleasure is all mine.

- You really do, do everything here.

- I guess, yeah.

All alone?

Well, not alot of people passing by

since they built the new road and-

even fewer staying so...

- It must be boring.

- I keep myself busy.

Are you going to join me or are

you going to start selling tickets?

No, I should be getting back

to the kitchen...

The kitchen can wait. How about

some company? I won't tell the others.

Ok.

So where are you headed exactly? You kind of

avoided the question earlier.

- I did?

- Yeah.

- It's kind of complicated.

- I gratuated college. Try me.

Well. Officially I'm

going to a music festival

about 60 miles from here.

If here is where I think it is.

- And the unofficial reason?

- It's kind of private.

You can't say A without saying B.

- I'm liaising with a friend.

- Liaising?

- That's what I said.

- Now I'm kind of curious.

To be honest. I really

don't feel comfortable

talking about it. Not with you-

- not with anyone. It's not something

I'm proud of exactly.

Ok. I understand.

- Do you like cocktails?

- I love cocktails.

This is kind of a creepy place.

Don't you ever get freaked out?

I mean being all by yourself.

I know I would.

Would you?

You know, I've never

really thought about it.

Never? What are you?

Some kind of weirdo?

I guess. Heh.

No, I didn't mean that you

were a wierdo. I just thought

it was it was a bit weird that you-

never thought about it.

Whatever, you know what I mean. God knows

I've done my fair share of weird stuff.

- Once...

- Once what?

Once, something weird did

happen here at the hotel.

What? What happened?

No, never mind.

Come on. What happened to A without B?

No, I really shouldn't. I mean, you seem to

scare easily and I wouldn't want to-

deprive you of your much needed sleep.

F*** that! Now you have to tell me.

It was nothing really. It was just this

one guest that stayed here...

- Was it a girl?

- Yeah.

I don't remember her much

but I do remember she just-

disappeared. She vanished during the night.

- She left without checking out?

- Yeah.

She left her bags clothes everything.

She just disappeared.

She was never found as far as I know.

I guess that kind of freaks me out.

I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you.

She probably just up and left.

What would you like next?

I make a mean Mojjito.

I adore them. But I don't know

if I can afford it.

- Compliments of the house.

- What will your boss say?

Nothing. He never does.

Drink up.

- Who are you sending a message to?

- Oh, to my sister.

- Older, younger?

- She's a couple of years older than me.

Very much the big sister. Career, fiancee

and I wouldn't be surprised-

if there were kids in the pipeline.

Are you guys close?

We are close. Maybe not as close that

she would like, but we're close.

She keeps an eye on me and

keeps me out of trouble.

She's the good girl if you know what I mean.

And in her eyes I suppose I'm the

bad girl. But I'm not really.

That's a shame.

Thank you for escorting me to my room,

but I think I would have found my way.

I'm not that drunk am I?

No. Just call it a part

of the service package.

Service. I like that.

For someone who likes good service,

you're not a very good tipper.

There's your tip.

It's way past my bedtime. Goodnight.

I'm sorry. I'm not very good

at reading signals.

Signals? What do you need?

Traffic lights?

- I didn't mean to take advantage...

- Is that what you think you were doing?

Don't you think I can decide for myself?

Or is that the reason you got me wasted?

What?

You'll have to save the full service packet

for your next victim.

No, I'm sorry. I'll just leave you to it

and I'll see you in the morning.

- Breakfast?.

- Maybe.

David? David?

What's wrong?

- There was someone in my room.

- What?

- In my room. There was someone there.

- That's impossible. There's...

- No, there was someone in my room.

- But, I locked all the doors.

I went out to my car and I left the door

open so I could get in again.

Ok. Come with me then.

Be careful.

There's no one here. It's empty.

- Someone was here.

- Who was?

I don't know who it was. It doesn't matter.

I didn't see what he looked like.

How can you be sure that someone was here.

Well, someone took a photo of me

while I was sleeping.

It was there. I promise.

A polaroid of me sleeping.

- Listen. you've been drinking.

- F*** that David. I can handle my alcohol.

- Unless you spiked my drinks.

- Come on you watched me pour them.

Ok so you weren't drunk.

But are you absolutely sure

you weren't dreaming? I mean-

- The doors are locked, there's no one here

and there is no polaroid.

Oh, f***. I don't know.

Like you said, this is quite a creepy place.

You had a nightmare and it

seemed real at the time.

Maybe, but... Do you think so?

I think so. Nothing strange.

We all have them.

Would you feel more comfortable in another

room? Something closer to the lobby?

No. Never mind...

I just wanna sleep.

Listen David. I'm sorry about earlier.

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