Siren Song

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The living...

An endless chorus of voicesfrom

the beginning to the end.

But if a voice is silencedand

the killer is never caught,

the dead continue to wail.

Their cry goes unheard.

The slayer lives on, day follows day.

And eventually, whenthe killer

realizes thatno one is coming,

he must feelhe has cheated the gods.

But the old gods...

are vengeful creatures.

There are three sisters.

They were trusted to

keeptheir beautiful friend

persephone far from Hades,

lord of the underworld.

All they had to dowas stay together.

Why can't they do it? Jealousy?

Brought by the lure of a voice?

So the sistersabandoned persephone.

Then Hades dragged her

downinto the land of the dead.

The gods, in their rage and fury,

transformed the sisters into

themonstrous and ravenous sirens

and banished themacross the seas,

cursing themto remain there together...

for all eternity,

singing thedead's song of vengeance.

Are you even watching?

Yeah, yeah.

Can you pass me the other one?

Oh.

Oh, my God.

There you go again, huh?

Throwing my heart on the floor.

I don't know why I said that.

That was stupid.

No. I'm sorry. I just

wish it didn't happen.

It's my fault. Come here.

So focused and...

so wrapped up in my career,

I forgot what was important.

I should have stuck by you, Dan.

I should never have walked outon you.

It's this place, you know,

it sucks the life out of us.

It puts so much pressure on us.

It's getting better.

Soon we'll have a new

sous-chefin the kitchen and...

maybe in a few yearswe'll

have some kids, huh?

Get them on pot washing.

You never said you wanted kids.

Are you serious?

I guess I'm growing up.

I guess you are.

So, what are we gonna doabout this, eh?

I don't know.

Dust it off, it'll be fine.

I'm kidding.

- Yeah.

- Stick it in the bin.

Gladly.

Get me another one.

Daniel?

Daniel?

You're in the hospital.

How are you feeling?

You've been in a comafor three days.

Can you hear me?

The police will needto

ask you some questions.

You've sufferedsevere head trauma...

attack...

Severe injuries.

Injuries... Trauma, trauma...

I cannot feel

...In my lifethings seem surreal

...Take a dropthen roll the dice,

all my dreams on paradise

Dan?

Daniel?

Are you even listening to me?

Yeah.

I don't know whether

you'retaking the piss or not.

- You expect me to funda four-month

tour of europeanvegetarian restaurants.

I know you've hada tough year this year,

but you've been back six months,

you're my top food writer,

and yet all you producedsince

you've been back,

is a pile of crapabout veggie

restaurantsand bloody tofu burgers.

- You're makinga fool out of me, Dan.

Don't make me show youthe readers' letters.

It's obviousyou had some troubles.

You got no memory of that week.

Who wouldn't be messed upfrom that?

If the police were gonna findthe guys that

killed Annie, they'd have done it by now.

You've got to find closuresomehow.

Because if you don't, your life's screwed.

Believe me, I want closure, Mike.

I'm trying to be supportive.

I really am. But...

But?

But this magazinecosts

a lot of money to run.

Okay, Mike.

Dan.

Write me somethingcarnivore-friendly.

- Please.

Okay, Mike.

So? What do you think?

Uh, if I'm honest mate,

it looks exactly the same.

- Oh, if it's not broken,

don't fix it right?

Have you met anybody yet?

I have actually.

I've found a girl, haven't

exactly met but...

Hmm. Don't tell me you'rewasting your time

searching forthe love of your life online.

You need some flesh.

You need to bury your facein some titty.

We talk about things, you know?

Yeah. Little eye chat?

Little eye wink. Huh?

How well can you knowsomebody

you've never met, man? Seriously?

Yeah, well, how would youever know anybody?

I won't argue that.

So, when are you opening?

Thank God, not for another week.

Still in boxes, the place is a mess,

but we're getting there.

You wanna check the back?

- No, no, no.

- No?

- I'm good.

Well, it might betherapeutic for you.

Come on, it's nice to have you around.

After all, I wouldn't have thisplace

if it wasn't for you. Come on. Come on.

- You know what would be great,

is if you just cameon opening night.

We'll have a good timeand maybe

somebodycould get a review out of it.

That's what this is about?

No, it's not what this is about. I just

said, we'll have some funand, you know...

maybe I can meetyour virtual girlfriend.

Are you all right?

Are you going to be sick?

No, not, don't do that here.

Hello.

Hi, Victor.

I have a present for you.

Oh, wow.

Yeah. Yeah, that's lovely.

I would loveto see your bedroom.

Um, I thought maybewe could go for a walk,

have a little drink?

But, uh, you invited me over.

I did, yeah. Um...

I invited you for my sister.

So I get to f*** youand your sister?

She's asked meto keep you

companywhile she prepares for dinner.

Here, give me some of that.

Hold on.

What's that then?

You know, the musemight hit me, you know?

The muse.

Did I say something wrong?

My girlfriendused to call me that.

Her muse.

Bad breakup?

She died.

Oh.

I'm sorry.

How?

It doesn't matter.

Tell me.

You can tell me anything.

I...

Yes?

One day, I came home and...

Hold that thought.

I'll be right back.

Where are you going?

That stuff will knock you out. Wait for me.

Sometimes I wonder...

if the sirens have

adaptedtoo well to their fate.

Playing with human soulsis dangerous.

Perhaps they've becomea little too quick,

feasting on the guilty,

a little too eagerly.

I've been drinking, b*tch.

What's it to you?

Always judging me.

How do you thinkthat makes me feel?

You're nothing!

Nothing!

- Easy.

You make me f***ing sick.

I should've run you downa long time ago.

I should've finished you offa lot sooner.

God.

I understandwhat you're going through.

The loss must be so hard.

Well, I don't thinki'll ever get over it.

We're surroundedby awful things.

Yeah. Yeah, I know.

I think I'm falling for you.

I know that might be a...

- No, Callie, please. Um...

I'm glad you said it. I feel the same way.

What? What's the matter?

Nothing.

Listen you deserve to be happy.

Just be yourself.

That's just it though.

I wanna be somebody else.

I mean, I wish I could go backand

just do it differently, you know?

- Me too.

- Really?

I mean you live onsome idyllic little

island, running your own hotel.

Things aren't alwaysas they seem.

I would leave if I could.

Callie? Everything all right?

Ahh! F***!

B*tch.

No!

I've got to go.

Callie, what's going on? I heard a scream.

Are you okay? Callie?

Callie?

Sh*t.

Pick up, pick up.

You've reached my answer phone.

Please leave a message.

Sh*t.

All right, Ryan.

I'll be over tomorrowfor the review.

It's me again. You let me know you're okay.

Any luck?

Nothing.

Do you think she dumped you?

Nah.

It was going well.

I heard a scream.

Dan...

let it go man.

All right? You've got a job to focus on,

I have a job to focus on, so...

can we get on with this?

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