(ominous music)
(TV static crackles)
(Melissa pants)
- No!
I need help!
No!
(Melissa pants)
(Melissa grunts)
(Melissa screams)
Come on.
(Melissa yelps and grunts)
(Melissa grunts)
(Melissa groans)
(ominous music continues)
(Melissa pants and whimpers)
- [Demon] You can't escape.
(bangs on door) (Melissa sobs)
Don't forget.
I'm watching.
(Melissa grunts)
I need you.
- Leave me alone!
You can't stop me!
You can't!
- [Demon] There's only one way out.
- Leave me alone!
- [Demon] And you know
what
that
is.
(Melissa pants)
(ominous music continues)
- No, no! Leave me alone!
Leave me alone!
No!
Please!
No.
(Melissa sobs)
(Melissa screams)
No!
No, no.
(screams) No!
No, no!
(Melissa screams)
Help me! (screams)
(train whooshes)
- Hi, Margaret. - Good morning, Lily.
Are you safely there yet? - Yeah, I'll be there soon.
I'm on my way to the hotel now.
- [Margaret] Hope you've had a relaxing train journey.
- Well, no. Not really.
There was a family in the quiet coach with a noisy baby.
- [Margaret] Oh, don't you just hate those people?
They think they're more important than anyone,
just because they have a child.
- Yeah. - Anyway, keep me posted.
- Oh, hi. The Imperial Hotel, please.
(dark orchestral music)
(door creaks)
(eerie piano music)
(Lily clears her throat)
- I'm afraid you're a little early for checking.
- Oh, no. I'm not checking in.
I'm Lily.
The new night manager.
- Excuse me.
I was expecting someone a little less ordinary?
Let me take that.
Thank you. I'll show you to your room.
This is the ground floor.
- Yeah, makes sense.
- If you didn't already know, the first seven floors
are the hotel proper, and the other seven floors
are for, let's say, the less savory people.
(elevator squeaks)
- The infamous lift.
- So, you heard about the events, then?
- Yeah. Of course.
- You do wonder why a bright young girl
would choose to take her own life.
- You think it was suicide?
- Of course.
You don't believe all these conspiracy theories?
There's a lot of tall tales about this place,
and what happened to Melissa.
Believe me. I've heard them all.
I can assure you, they've just been exaggerated by the press
to get a good story.
(elevator doors squeak)
So, here's your room. You should have everything you need.
And your uniform's in the cupboard.
I do hope it fits.
So, where have you come from?
- Oh. Just from near Manchester.
- Ah.
Bit of a change of scene, then.
Soon think you'll make the place a home.
Let me show you around the rest of the place.
(dark orchestral music)
(muffled moans and rhythmic thuds)
It can get rather lively up here.
- [Woman] Fuck off.
- Ah, Hank.
I'd like you to meet Lily. She's our new night manager.
- Pleasure to meet you, darling.
- Nice to meet you.
- Now, Hank's one of our longest serving tenants.
- Oh, I just love it here.
I'm sure you'll have a hell of a time, too.
- I'm sure I will.
- See you soon, then.
- He's all right, Hank.
Most of the folks up here keep themselves to themselves
and you won't need to come up here very often.
Now, this is the boiler room where the water tanks are kept.
The door's usually locked. Well, it should be.
Only Norton has the key.
- [Lily] Norton?
- Norton.
A handyman, slash caretaker, security.
Keeps this place running.
He's pretty much part of the hotel.
You'll meet him soon.
He'll be around.
(dark orchestral music)
Ah, Norton. Right on cue.
This is our new night manager, Lily.
I'm sure you'll be seeing rather a bit of each other.
(footsteps clack) (dark orchestral music)
- Pleasure.
- Hi.
- Uh, everything's ship shape?
Did to you get that leak fixed?
- Yes.
It's all good.
- Great work.
- Well, I'll be seeing you.
(Norton whistles cheerfully)
- Doesn't like to stay and chat.
He's been here for ages.
Knows all the tenants, and the hotel quirks.
- Good to know.
(gentle orchestral music)
(water splashes)
(faucet squeaks)
(water trickles)
(suspenseful orchestral music)
(ominous tones)
- Good evening.
- Feeling refreshed?
- Yeah. Raring to go.
- Very good. Well, there's not much to it, really.
Everyone books online, these days.
Check them in, check them out.
I have left you a list of tasks on here.
I'll pop it under the counter.
Should be all quite familiar to you.
- Oh, yeah. Absolutely.
- As you know, it's still the off season,
and so not many hotel bookings.
We do have our long-term residents and their friends.
They keep themselves to themselves.
If you do have any trouble, however,
my weapon of choice is a baseball bat
that I keep under here.
Righto.
See you at 7AM.
(Lily sighs)
(TV static hisses)
- Come on, Melissa.
Tell me what you were doing.
Are you running away from something, or someone?
(bell dings) (gasps) Jesus!
- Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you.
- (sighs) It's okay.
- You're watching the video, aren't you?
Yeah, I've watched it about a million times.
Never stops being creepy.
- Yeah. You're right about that.
What do you think she was doing?
- Personally?
I think she was orbiting Saturn.
- Why did she stop taking her meds?
- Perhaps she took them all at once.
Would explain how she ended up drowning herself.
- Hm.
- Anyway, I just came along to make sure
that you're all settled.
If there's anything I can get for you, just say my name.
- Will do.
(Norton whistles cheerfully)
(button clicks)
(elevator squeaks)
(Lily breathes heavily) (suspenseful orchestral music)
(button clicks)
(elevator doors squeak and clack)
Six.
Two.
(intense orchestral music)
(Melissa screams)
(birds chirp) (dark orchestral music)
(keyboard clacks)
(dark music) (chanting in foreign language)
(knife hacks) (woman screams)
(static hisses)
- So, here we finally are. The infamous Imperial Hotel.
How you feeling, Zak? - I'm so pumped, man.
But I've gotta be honest with you, bro.
I'm a little bit nervous. - For real, dude.
It's kinda like the Paris Catacombs.
It feels totally creepy already.
- Yeah. Totally, man.
Hey. How are you doing?
- Hi. Welcome to the Imperial Hotel.
- Oh. Cool accent.
- Thanks. - Hey, I'm Zak.
And this, this is Gabe.
- Yo.
- Uh, hi. Um, please don't do that.
- Hey, sorry. We're just excited to be here.
- Mm, sure you are. Did you fly in today, then?
- Yeah. It was a long journey.
I can't believe it's dark here already.
- Yeah. It's not the only thing weird here, man.
- Anyway, your room's ready.
- Oh, is there a room on the 14th floor?
Can we have one on 14th?
- Oh, I'm sorry. There's no rooms available on that floor.
The seventh floor is actually the highest
hotel guests are allowed to go.
- Bummer.
- Here are your keys.
The elevators are just straight through those doors,
and then, well, it's signed from there.
- Oh, sweet. Thanks.
- Laters. Off we go.
(both chuckle)
(dark orchestral music)
All right. So, we're finally off to play the elevator game.
Took about a bottle of vodka to get his courage?
How you feeling, bro?
- Shit-scared, man. - Don't worry, it'll be fine.
Just don't talk to the woman on fifth.
- I'll try.
- That'll be the first time Zak's not talked to a woman.
Okay, everyone. Jokes aside, this is getting serious now.
The elevator's coming and Zak's gonna play the game
in this very old, creepy hotel.
The Imperial Hotel.
Oh, shit. The elevator's here, man.
This is where I leave you.
Look, you have to play the game alone,
but I'll be right here on seven, bro.
- All right. All right.
- Just remember the rules, dude. Think positive.
All right. This is gonna be awesome, man.
It's gonna be game changing.
Don't be afraid.
- All right. Let's do it.
(elevator doors squeak)
This is Zak Epstein about to play the elevator game
in the infamous Imperial Hotel.
Wish me luck.
(button clicks)
(suspenseful music)
(elevator clacks)
Okay. We're going down to the ground floor now.
And then...
Then it starts.
(elevator creaks)
- Oh, you're not.
(elevator doors squeak)
(suspenseful music continues)
- Okay.
One down.
(Lily sighs)
Okay.
Now we're on the 10th and we all know,
we all know what comes next.
It's...
It's the fifth floor.
(elevator doors squeak)
(suspenseful music continues)
Well, no sign of a woman yet.
Thank God.
(phone rings)
- [Lily] For God sake.
(phone rings)
(elevator doors squeak)
(suspenseful music continues)
Is this another realm, or is this floor seven?
No, it can't be.
Guys, I think I'm here. I think I'm here.
Gabe.
(floorboards creak)
(Zak breathes heavily)
(suspenseful music continues)
Guys, look at this place.
Look at this place.
(ominous orchestral music)
What the...
(tense orchestral music)
- Something's happened.
- What?
- It's not pleasant.
I really don't think you should see.
(dark orchestral music)
(keys rattle)
- Norton sent me in.
(rope creaks) (Lily pants)
- Yeah.
I thought he may have warned you.
(Lily retches)
Looks like the other idiot jumped out of the window.
(sighs) Look.
We don't need you here. You go to bed, get some rest.
I'll get Norton to deal with this mess.
(rope creaks)
Come on.
(Lily breathes sharply)
(rope creaks)
(thunder claps) (rain patters)
(Lily whimpers)
(water drips) (muffled thunder rumbles)
(water drips)
- I'm sorry I'm late.
- It's okay. Just don't make a habit of it.
- No, I won't. I'm sorry.
- No incoming tonight.
309 canceled.
They do not get a refund, if they try on with you.
- Okay.
- Oh, and if anyone asks,
they're suicides,
and you don't know anything else about it.
(dark orchestral music)
(keys rattle)
(eerie piano music)
(phone camera snaps)
(suspenseful orchestral music)
(ominous orchestral music)
(rope creaks)
(phone camera snaps)
(rope creaks)
(flies buzz)
(phone camera snaps)
- You're the new girl, aren't ya?
- Yeah. I am.
- Seth.
Although, my mother claimed it's Set,
like the Egyptian God of Chaos.
Spelled the same way, but people find that confusing.
So, everyone calls me Seth.
- Hi.
Lovely to meet you.
Seth.
- Good to have a female touch round here.
Place is looking a bit run down.
- Hm. I'm not here to give it a makeover.
You do know there's a bathroom for stuff like that?
- Oh, I'm sorry. I just, uh...
Tryin' to stop them from rotting.
I haven't got anything stuck in them, have I?
- No. You're fine.
Hey.
Do you know anything about those backpackers?
You know, the ones who, uh- - Killed themselves?
Serves them right.
Coming in here,
treating the place like a tourist attraction.
Taking their YouTube videos.
Well, I don't know. Word travels fast around here.
(rain patters)
(muffled thunder claps)
(water drips)
- I'd sleep much better, if you were here.
(phone rings and vibrates)
Hi.
- [Margaret] I didn't wake you, did I?
- Oh, no. No.
- [Margaret] Anyway, those photos you sent.
I can't see anything.
They're all overexposed and blurred.
I thought you knew how to use a camera.
- They were fine, when I sent them.
- [Margaret] Well, try again!
Maybe they got corrupted.
Anyhow, must dash.
Make sure you send them soon.
- [Norton] Evening.
- Shit.
Don't you ever knock?
- This is my office, too.
What photos are you looking at?
- Mm. They didn't really turn out very well.
Norton.
What do you think of backpacker deaths?
Do you believe they're suicides?
- It is a bit convenient, isn't it?
- Well, yeah, and lazy.
- I don't think Vester wants any attention on the hotel.
Not after recent events.
Probably paid them off.
- But did you see anything, or hear anything?
I mean, did they annoy anyone?
I can see how they could piss someone off.
- No one else.
Maybe they thought that it was a really cool way
to sign out.
You know, do it live from the Imperial Hotel. Go viral.
(Lily sighs)
- Well, what would be the point going viral, if they...
Anyway.
Do you think you could take a look in my room?
There's a leak in my ceiling and it's driving me mad.
I'd be really grateful if you could fix it for me.
- Of course.
(Norton whistles cheerfully) (keys rattle)
(Lily sighs)
(fly buzzes)
(Lily gasps)
(Lily grunts) (hand thuds)
(fly buzzes)
(Lily grunts)
(Lily pants)
(Lily grunts) (fly buzzes)
(Lily grunts)
(dark orchestral music) (clock ticks rhythmically)
(keyboard clacks)
(clock chimes)
(clock ticks rhythmically)
(dark music continues)
(elevator doors squeak)
(suspenseful music)
- You can do this.
You can do this.
Just, just don't look at her.
(Lily breathes deeply)
You can do this.
(Lily breathes deeply)
(elevator doors squeak and clack)
(gasps) Fuck me.
- Really? We're at work, Lilian.
(Lily chuckles)
Where have you been?
- Oh, just doing the tour.
I was just checking to make sure everything's in order.
- And is it?
- What?
- Is everything in order?
- Uh, yeah.
Everything's, um, ship shape.
- Good.
Wouldn't want to run a, uh, messy hotel, would we?
(elevator doors squeak and clack)
(dark orchestral music)
(muffled woman screams)
(Lily gasps)
- [Lily] What the...
- Morning.
Shit.
What happened to her?
Fuck.
- You did this to her, didn't you?
Didn't you?
- Hey! Whoa, whoa.
I didn't touch her.
I've never seen her before in my life!
- There's a complete lie and you know it.
You killed her.
You're a monster.
You're a maniac.
(hand thuds) (Lily screams)
- No.
Are you okay?
Get
out
now.
- Are you okay?
- Well, no, it's not exactly how I thought
my first week at work would go.
- Well, I can assure you, it does get easier.
- Seeing people being brutally murdered gets easier?
Good to know.
- Well, I know it wasn't exactly pretty,
but don't let's jump to conclusions that they were murdered.
- Did you see them?
Did you see that girl?
She was beaten black and blue, and strangled.
No one could do that to themselves.
- It's not impossible.
I've heard there's talk of autoerotic asphyxiation.
- There's nothing erotic about that.
- We must maintain that these were accidental deaths,
or merely suicides.
We can't have anything like this getting out.
It would just be bad press.
I insist.
(dark orchestral music)
- Evening, Lilly.
I just wanted to apologize for last night.
I shouldn't have hit you.
I can see why you might think it was me that did it,
but I swear on my life, I didn't.
I'd never hurt her.
- Well, you hurt me.
- I'm sorry.
I really am.
It was just a knee jerk reaction
to you thinking that I did it.
Please.
Forgive me.
- All right.
- I'm sure if you look closer,
you'll figure out who the real murderer is.
I've gotta go.
I'll catch you later.
(dark music continues)
- That creepy bastard.
(keys rattle)
(ominous music)
(suspenseful music)
What is that?
- Well, Lily, you're keen today.
- Yeah, I've been doing a little digging on the murders.
I went through the CCTV footage earlier
and I saw Seth follow her into the elevator
and then follow her down the hallway,
and then found dental floss on the carpet
and it had blood stains on.
- So?
- I put it in a separate folder. Let me show you.
- What am I looking at, here?
- This can't be.
Seth.
- Where?
- I saw him go into the elevator. I swear!
- Are you okay, Lily?
I'm not sure you're getting enough sleep.
Maybe you need a little bit more rest?
By the way, I believe this is yours.
There you go. You never know when you may need it again.
(eerie orchestral music)
- [Margaret] So, what have you got?
Tell me something juicy.
- Yesterday.
Was it the day before?
Anyway, a prostitute.
She was beaten and strangled with her own bra strap.
- [Margaret] She died!
Murdered?
- Well, they're suggesting autoerotic asphyxiation.
- [Margaret] Oh, this is gold!
- Compassionate, as always.
- [Margaret] Isn't that how someone else was killed,
previously, by one of the serial killers?
- Yeah, in the '90s.
- [Margaret] And how about the boiler room,
where Melissa died?
Have you been up there yet?
- Where Melissa was found, and no, not yet.
I need the key. So, I'll try later.
- [Margaret] Good girl.
I gotta go. My meeting's here.
Keep up the good work!
(dark music continues) (clock ticks rhythmically)
(footsteps clack) (keys rattle)
- Hey, Norton.
- Yes?
- Do you know why there's no CCTV footage
for the 14th floor?
- Hm.
Yeah, the camera on that broke a couple of years ago
and no one ever came around to fix it.
- Do you think you'd take a look at it yourself?
- I'm a plumber. I fix taps.
I'm not an electrician.
- Yeah.
Well, on that note, the leak in my room has started again.
- Okay. I'll go take a look at it.
- Do you think I could borrow the key to the boiler room?
Just out of morbid curiosity.
I just wanna see where Melissa ended up, and well,
everyone will ask me if I saw it.
- Okay.
(keys rattle)
I advise against touching anything.
- I won't.
Thanks.
(footsteps recede)
(steam hisses) (water drips)
(door creaks)
(steam hisses) (water drips)
(flies buzz) (dark piano music)
(flies buzz)
(ominous music)
(muffled woman screams)
(grunts) No! (intense orchestral music)
No!
Let me out!
(Lily screams)
No!
(door creaks)
(water splashes)
(suspenseful music)
(Lily pants)
(faucet hisses)
(Lily pants)
(ominous tones)
(Lily gasps)
(water splashes)
(clock ticks rhythmically) (dark orchestral music)
(TV static crackles)
So, the 14th floor wasn't working, apparently.
So, when was the last time it was working?
Shit.
He's playing the game.
Wait. What numbers are those?
Oh.
- Five.
One.
10.
Is that eight?
Come on, Ray, what can you see? What can you hear?
So, five, one, ten.
Eight.
Maybe six?
(dark music continues)
Then...
Nine.
Is that the ninth floor?
(elevator doors hum)
(elevator doors clack)
(dark orchestral music)
(elevator doors squeak and clack)
(suspenseful music)
- Mommy, is that you?
Don't you want to talk to me, Mommy?
(Lily pants)
Don't you love me anymore?
(Lily gasps)
Mommy?
Please look at me.
(elevator doors clack) (Lily pants)
(ominous music)
(lights crackle)
Hello, Mommy.
(music swells and intensifies)
(ominous music) (lights crackle)
(Lily pants)
(Iris laughs)
(Lily pants)
Mommy!
(eerie orchestral music)
(elevator doors clack)
(eerie music continues)
(Lily screams) (intense orchestral music)
(Lily pants) (elevator rattles and creaks)
(water splashes)
(mop thuds)
- You all right?
You look like you've seen a ghost.
- I don't know what I saw.
- I'm sorry?
- I don't know what's going on here.
What's real and what's not.
It's like I'm living an endless nightmare.
I'm barely sleeping.
And even when I do, it doesn't feel like I have.
I just sit,
wondering what's going on upstairs in the rooms above me.
Going slightly more crazy each day.
And right now, I'm gonna go back up to my room.
I'm gonna go to bed,
and I'm gonna struggle to sleep again,
because of leaky roofs and flies.
I can't do this.
- Would you like some company?
(Norton pants)
(Norton sighs)
(Lily moans)
(Norton sighs)
(both sigh)
- Shit.
That was good.
It's like you're inside my mind.
Like you knew what I wanted.
(both breathe deeply)
(chanting in foreign language) (dark percussive music)
(giggling)
(music swells and intensifies)
(man screams)
(dark orchestral music)
1407.
Ray's room.
Let's see what we have in here.
(door opens)
(dark music continues)
(flies buzz)
(Lily sighs)
(drawer closes)
(flies buzz)
"Five points of the pentagram.
One lowly sacrificial lamb.
Ten eyes to witness the deed.
Seven sins to complete the creed.
Infinity.
Infinite lives on the mortal Plane.
Nine letters in the master's name."
B.
E.
E-L-C.
E.
B-B.
(phone camera snaps)
(footsteps clack)
- Good evening, Lily. Sleep well?
- Same as always.
- Well, it should be a quiet night tonight.
- Vester.
- [Vester] Hm?
- How long have you worked here for?
- Oh, I don't know. Six, seven years.
- Do you enjoy it?
- Well, it has its ups and downs.
As they say, a job's a job.
- "A job's a job"?
All these freaky guests and gruesome deaths?
Sorry. I meant suicides.
But yet, you're still here.
Why?
- Why are you still here, Lily?
If you can't handle all the deaths,
if it's all too exciting.
I'm sure there's lots of waitress
or librarian jobs back home.
- How'd you put up with it?
How are you so unfazed by it all?
How do you let all these blatant murders happen?
And why are all the deaths reported as suicides,
when they're quite clearly not?
(Vester snaps fingers)
- Because that's the way it is, okay?
This is the Imperial Hotel.
And what happens, happens.
I know you're here to discover the truth
about Ms. Melissa Valentine.
Well, you're not going to. It goes too deep.
The hotel knows everything.
It hides everything.
It's like a drug.
It lures you in. It holds your hostage.
It consumes you.
It becomes you.
And you stay, or you
die.
Now, stop your snooping around and your little sleuth game.
You're not the first to try.
You're not gonna uncover the truth.
And whatever you do find, you'll wish you hadn't.
(dark orchestral music)
(door squeaks)
(keyboard clacks) (clock ticks rhythmically)
(keyboard clacks)
(dark orchestral music)
- [Margaret] Lily, you are alive!
- Yeah, and I...
- [Margaret] Haven't heard from you in ages.
I was beginning to fear the worst.
What's the news?
- Well, I've delved into the hotel's past,
and it seems like there's been numerous black masses
and satanic rituals performed right on this spot.
A long time before the hotel was even built.
- [Margaret] (gasps) God.
And do you think that has something to do
with all the other deaths?
- Yeah, I'm almost certain there's some kind
of malevolent spirit in this place.
- [Margaret] And what about Melissa and this elevator game?
Have you played it? - Yeah, a few times.
- [Margaret] And?
- Well, I think the number sequence is different.
They're not the usual numbers and I believe Melissa and Ray
have been fed these numbers by someone, or something, that
that's here, but I just don't know why.
- [Margaret] And do you know what those are?
- Yeah. I might do.
I'm gonna give it a try later.
So, if you don't hear from me after that-
- [Margaret] Listen, I was thinking of coming up, too.
- What?
- [Margaret] I've a few days free,
and I thought you could do with some help.
Get to the bottom of this sooner!
- You really don't need to do that.
- [Margaret] Nonsense.
I'm sure you could do with the support.
Fix me a room. I'll be up this evening.
Anyway, must dash.
- Miss Carrington, I presume.
- That's Mrs. Carrington. I'm no miss.
I assume Lily told you I was coming,
and you've reserved your finest room for me, I hope!
If you have such a thing.
- Oh, absolutely. May I take your bags?
- No. I'm quite capable of carrying it myself.
Now, where is my niece?
She's not still in bed, I hope.
Oh, there you are! - Aunt.
- About time.
About time, too.
Now, you can show me to my room.
About time for a drink. - Yeah, of course.
(alcohol splashes)
- (sighs) Bloody hell.
Is that really their best room? (chuckles)
Reminds me of backpacking in South America in the '70s.
I bet I won't get a wink of sleep.
- I'm sure you'll be fine.
I ordered your usual.
(alcohol splashes)
- Oh, well done!
Just what the doctor ordered.
- No, no. I start my shift soon.
- [Vester] Oh, don't worry about it.
Live a little.
Just the one. You've earned it.
Ladies. Good evening.
- Where did you find him?
The Overlook Hotel? (chuckles)
Anyway.
Cheers.
(Margaret sighs)
(dark music)
(Lily sighs)
(door creaks) (suspenseful music)
- Marge?
Margaret.
(door creaks)
(chanting in foreign language)
(ominous music) (chanting in foreign language)
(flesh tears)
(Margaret chokes)
(dark orchestral music)
(clock ticks rhythmically)
13.
"13 is the level of his domain."
(Lily sighs)
(clock ticks rhythmically) (dark music continues)
(water splashes)
(Lily speaks foreign language)
(button clicks)
(elevator doors squeak and clack)
(elevator hums)
(button clicks)
(eerie orchestral music)
- Mommy, is that you?
Don't you wanna talk to me, Mommy?
Don't you love me anymore?
Mommy?
Please look at me.
(elevator doors squeak and clack)
Mommy.
(eerie music continues)
(Lily pants)
(Seth roars)
(ominous orchestral music) (Lily pants)
(Vester laughs manically)
(eerie orchestral music)
- You found me.
- I did.
Although, I feel like a part of your plan.
- I might have nudged you in the right direction
every now and then, but,
you did exceedingly well.
Congratulations.
Your boss would've been proud.
- You didn't have to kill her.
- There was every need to kill her.
There's no need to kill anyone.
And yet, humans have been doing it since the dawn of time.
They do it, because they can.
They do it, because they want to.
It makes them feel better.
And that's all we're doing.
Me.
Vester.
Seth.
Hank.
- (gasps) So, what do you want with me?
(eerie tones)
(Norton laughs)
(Lily pants)
(Lily grunts)
- [Norton] Have you never figured that out?
You found all the numbers.
You found the right sequence.
You made your way to the 13th floor.
But you never once stopped to question
why I was leading you down the garden path?
That's funny.
I always thought that a woman could tell.
(bat whooshes)
We had a
wonderful night together.
(Norton chuckles)
We shook the walls.
I've seen a lot of people come through my hotel,
over the years, but you...
From the moment I met you,
from the moment that we first touched,
when you looked into my eyes, I knew.
You were the one.
- I am not
having your baby.
(Lily pants)
- Is that so?
- I'd rather kill myself.
- No.
No.
That's another one.
- I'm not having your child, Beelz!
- You will do as you ought to!
- No man tells me what to do!
- I am no man.
That has always been your problem, though, hasn't it?
Men.
Relationships.
Commitment.
You're a clingy little thing, aren't you?
Tell me, how exactly did you scare off your last boyfriend?
- He didn't deserve me.
- Same way Iris didn't deserve you.
- Shut up about her.
- I have to say, I'm
disappointed that you would be so
careless.
Really.
Leaving your daughter alone,
to drown.
- No.
I left her alone for two minutes.
- Two minutes.
120 seconds.
- It's a long time to hold your breath,
if you're underwater, Lily.
Do you think you could do that?
Do you think you could do that, Lily?
Do you think you could hold your breath
for 120 seconds?
Tick.
(bat thuds)
(Norton sighs)
I didn't think so.
(bat hisses) (Norton shrieks)
(Norton sighs)
You came prepared.
- This is my hotel.
- Your hotel?
Your hotel?
No.
This is
my hotel.
Before there was time, before there was anything,
there was nothing.
And before there was nothing,
there was me.
I
am
Beelzebub.
Lord of flies.
You think you can just push me out?
(Norton roars)
(Lily yelps) (flies buzz)
(Lily pants) (flies buzz)
(bat thuds)
(Lily pants)
(demon groans) (bat thuds)
(demon screams) (flames crackle)
(flames roar and crackle)
(flames crackle)
(somber orchestral music) (flames crackle)
(dark percussive music)
(eerie tones ring)
(dark music swells and intensifies)
(distant siren wails)
(dark music)
(somber piano music)
(intense orchestral music)
(dark orchestral music)