The Million Dollar Hotel Page #5

So...

So why do you like me so much, anyway?

I don't know.

Tom, you know...

You can't always just say

yes or no or...

I don't know. You know?

I mean, there must be a reason.

You know, it'd be nice to know what it is.

So why don't you think about it,

and I'll wait.

Love can never be portrayed

the same way as a tree...

...or the sea, or any other mystery.

It's the eyes, with which we see.

It's the sinner in the saint.

It's the light inside the paint.

I always knew those lines

would come in handy one day.

I had to thank Izzy for that.

You understand that celebrities

depend entirely on my judgement,

because the line between art and garbage

can be thin.

Sometimes even artists cannot see it.

And sometimes it is my decision

that makes it what it is.

Therefore, the artist is often

merely the painter,

and the dealer is actually the artist.

- Right, the bullshit artist.

- Luckily the painter is dead, so I can speak freely.

- Oh, don't hesitate, please.

- It is, of course, garbage.

I knew it!

Important garbage.

- Oh, important garbage.

- Social...

Psychotic...

- Erotic?

- Yes.

Yes?

Elegant?

No.

- Dark? Very dark.

- Very dark.

Yet optimistic.

Large.

Large... dark... garbage.

- Right on, Reverend.

- As art... I like it.

He's so right. That's great.

- I can sell it.

- Let's go!

He can sell it, oh, yeah.

They found this girl's body

in the garbage.

One of those bins

they have outside houses.

And it was full of concrete

so you couldn't even see her.

And they had to chip away

at the block very carefully

so they wouldn't mess up

any of the evidence.

And they said that they didn't know...

...if she had been molested.

Well, I bet she was.

I bet she probably was molested

in every possible way.

Ways that you can't even imagine.

Ways that don't even make sense.

Not even to the people who did them.

And you know, you know,

the concrete was probably like...

...a relief, it was probably the most...

wonderful thing that had

ever happened to her.

Like some warm bath that you can just...

just sleep and sleep forever.

They chip, chip, chip.

They don't know any of the details or...

Somebody...

should cry.

Somebody should cry.

I had this fantasy, suddenly,

that we'd have a normal life.

She'd come one day

with her suitcase and stay.

We'd watch TV, maybe even go to the diner.

She'd look at me, and I'd feel like...

...I reached her.

You can cry! You!

Do you know who killed him?

Do you think I killed him?

You know...

...he's gonna try and...

...trick you, and scare you.

He's gonna hurt you.

F*** Skinner.

F*** Skinner.

F*** you, Skinner!

# Every chip from every cup,

# Every promise given up,

# Every reason that's not enough

# Is falling...

# Falling at your feet.

# Every band elastic limit,

# Every race when there's nothing in it,

# Every winner that's lost their ticket

# Is falling,

# Falling at your feet.

# I've come crawling,

# Crawling at your feet.

# Everyone needs a friend,

# Every life has no end,

# Every knee ready to bend

# Is falling,

# Falling at your feet.

# I've come crawling,

# Falling at your feet... #

I have to go.

I could go...

...to the clinic...

...to get checked.

So you don't catch anything.

[ Blues guitar ]

# But I love... you... #

[ VOICE FROM OUTSIDE ] Jesus did not

die for your sins alone, you know.

He's dying for you right now.

You can hear him if you got ears to hear.

Yeah, Bravo, we left Charlie.

Uh-huh, one second...

It's just this kid.

He's one of the neighbourhood...

Oh, that's real nice.

Come on...

Who taught you that? Your mama?

Delegation is the name of the game, and

delegation should give us the key, you know.

That's the good thing. We don't want

everybody grabbing the limelight

just because things are looking good,

it's starting to take off.

You know, success, money, fame.

I've been there, I've seen it all,

from Jesus to Paul...

- Finally, Tom Tom!

- And it's not pretty.

- Tom Tom, you're late.

- There's no more Tom Tom.

No more, no more Beggar's Butler.

No more nothing, only just... I'm Tom.

Bloody hell, it's already happening!

- Thanks, Tom Tom.

- Tom!

Hey! Lucky I bumped into you.

You know... We nearly missed

our luncheon reservation. You hungry?

- Let's go.

- But Eloise...

Come on. You'll like this place.

Me, I'm starving. I could eat a whore.

- Madame.

- Madame.

Yeah, much better. The last one tasted

like bat's piss. You can just pour it.

You can just pour it.

- How are you doing on that appetizer?

- You can just...

I'm eating it.

By the time you get round to doing it,

it won't be fresh anymore.

As we become more and more friendly,

I'll take you to all my favourite restaurants.

I'll tell you what, you can bring Eloise.

Women love that sh*t.

They love it out on the town.

I know she likes you.

She came to your room, didn't she?

Oh, no, there's no need to be embarrassed.

Hey, I only hope you can slip her a crippler.

I don't ask questions.

But you know, you can ask me anything.

Anything at all. Anything.

How's baby, baby Maya, Code Blue?

- Waiter!

- Waiter!

- Take it away, yeah.

- Take it away, yeah.

Charlie, Charlie, we got Code Blue,

we gotta get...

We'll talk about that later.

I'd love to tell you all about Maya,

get real chummy, heart to heart, have talks

just like you and Izzy used to have.

I don't seem to remember.

I know it must be hard to lose

your best friend. Very hard, indeed.

I know, no one can ever

replace him and fill that...

Mister Very Special Agent...

I can't be your very special best friend.

Too late.

You are my special friend already.

I fixed Eloise up for you, didn't I?

Come on, I scratch yours,

you scratch mine.

I tell you what, just sit back, relax...

and hit me with your favourite memories.

Just say the first thing that pops

into your head. I'll try to deduce who done it.

It's like a game show. Let's have

a big hand for Tom Tom T. Barrows.

Come on...

What?

Don't be so f***ing stupid.

I am f***ing stupid.

Stupid would be letting the killer get away.

You don't wanna do that. You know why?

Because he might come and kill you.

That was a nice try...

Did you see that?

I don't recall, I don't recall, I don't recall.

You can just pour it!

You can, you can just... Code Blue, pal.

Charlie, Charlie,

you better watch this guy.

All right. All right.

I can make Eloise stick. Yeah.

She'd be easy.

She had a good motive and a bad record.

- She did it.

- No.

I gotta wrap this up. I gotta see

my fiance, and I'm already late.

Most certainly, most 'specially not.

It was Eloise. I'll pick her up after lunch.

Dig in, it looks great.

Got something to say?

I did it.

- That's amazing, you know. You did it?

- I did it.

- Killed the only person that was nice to you?

- I did it. Not Eloise.

Taught you all your quotes, and you killed him.

Was probably gonna bump himself off, anyway.

You did it? No, I don't buy it.

I'm sorry.

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