The Golden Palace

Careful. Careful, you gorilla.

Please! Please!

Be careful. What's the matter with you?

My beloved husband's ashes are in there.

No, wait. This one's got hard candy.

Goodbye, Blanche's bed.

Boy, if beds could talk.

That one would have laryngitis.

I can't believe it. I mean,

we've spent so many wonderful years in this house,

and now we're moving.

Hey! Hey, you kids, get away from that.

They want to see the bed.

Nights it has known.

The loves it has seen.

There have been so many.

Doctors, lawyers...

Indian chiefs.

What?

You know, doctor, lawyer, Indian chief,

rich man, poor man, beggar man, thief.

Actually, not an Indian chief,

but an Indian rights' activist.

And rich men, oh, yeah.

Poor men, unfortunately.

Beggars...

I had 'em all begging.

I can't.

I can't. I just can't do it.

Please, put that back.

‐Rose, Rose. ‐No, stop.

‐Rose, honey. ‐No, Blanche, no.

I mean, this house is my whole life.

Everything I have, everything.

To buy a hotel?

Come on. Come over here.

I can't. I have nothing else.

I mean, I could end up on the street.

‐Sit. ‐I can't breathe.

I can't get a breath.

Sophia, give me a paper bag, quick.

What? Am I the A&P? Do I have paper bags?

That one. Give me that one right there.

All right, now, Rose, I just want you to breathe deeply,

Exhale fully.

Exhale fully.

You're hyperventilating. That's all.

I learned this from a psychiatrist

who used to hyperventilate in bed.

That better?

I can breathe now.

Okay.

Can I have a milk dud?

There's some in that bag.

Rose, now you listen to me.

You're being hysterical and irrational.

You're not throwing away your life. You're just changing it.

See if there's a toffee in there?

You're gonna be moving into a lovely place that'll run itself.

No toffee. She must've inhaled it.

But it's a hotel.

We don't know how to run a hotel.

Well, of course we do, honey.

What do you think this place was?

A big old house, people coming and going.

In your room.

I just don't think I can leave.

Trust me, honey.

You're leaving.

Bye, house.

‐Goodbye. ‐Bye.

‐Oliver: Roland. ‐(bell dings)

‐Roland. ‐(bell dings)

‐Roland. ‐(bell dings)

‐Roland. ‐(bell dings continuously)

Oliver. Please, I'm trying to work.

Now, we got the new owners arriving any minute

and in that group of 20 travel agents.

I want things looking good around here even if they're not.

But Roland, you got to help me. What if they toss me?

Listen, buddy.

I'm your foster parent.

Nobody's going to toss you.

It's me we got to worry about.

They're not going to care that I'm good at my job.

I heard they own a chain of very successful hotels.

They're gonna want to bring in their own people.

You think I'm looking forward to this?

Now get out of here, man. I got to work.

I just want you to know,

if I'm on the street, it's on your head.

What is that, the curse of the lost boys? Get out of here.

We're here!

Well, I'm terribly sorry, ladies, I can only offer you one night.

I've got a convention coming in tomorrow.

Do you have any idea who we are?

The Pointer Sisters.

I don't care. I've only got one night.

We are the new owners.

‐Of what? ‐This place.

And welcome!

Welcome, welcome, welcome!

You know, I was just saying

to someone how much I was looking forward to meeting you.

And look at you.

I mean, they told me the new owners were gorgeous,

but I had no...

Welcome, welcome, welcome!

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Let me see the manager.

Well, you're looking at him.

Well, then let me see the director.

How do you do?

Then let me see whoever the guy is

that runs the place.

Why do I get the feeling

that you've never been in the hotel business before?

Ma'am, have you spent much time in hotels?

Ho!

Look, you got any experience?

Ho‐ho!

Well, how hard can it be? We've run a house.

For 42 people who want their sheets changed every day.

Look, we've got 20 travel agents coming in here tomorrow.

They can make or break this place.

But, hey, what am I worried about?

I mean, you've had a truly unique experience.

You've run a house.

Reception.

Ah, Mr. Sinclair.

You still haven't got those towels yet?

Well, I'm surprised. I sent somebody up ten minutes ago.

Yes. A rather charming young black man.

Why‐‐ Why don't you give him another 30 seconds?

All right. All right.

Excuse me.

Um...

All right, let's start.

Now, Sophia, you go talk to the kitchen staff.

I want a pair of checked pants and a chef's hat.

Rose, you go talk to the housekeeping staff.

Okey‐dokey.

Oh, and, Rose. No St. Olaf stories.

You're right. Let's make them wait.

Hi. I'm Oliver.

Well, hello, Oliver.

I'm Blanche Devereaux, the new owner.

What are you doing with our towels?

I'm delivering them to the rooms.

You're delivering them?

What do you mean? Do you work here or stay here?

Both.

Where's your mama?

Actually, she split.

Well, then where's your daddy?

Prison. Manslaughter.

Manslaughter?

And my mom, she was a drunk.

She'd wake up every morning with a hangover.

And another uncle of mine.

I'm throwing myself at your mercy, Ma'am.

Please let me stay.

Honey, I'm sorry, but that's out of the question.

My life's in your hands.

I go to school. I do good work.

No, I'm sorry, but no.

I guess I was wrong.

I was hoping a woman as young as you

could relate to my problem.

Well...

‐Allow me, ma'am. ‐Oh.

Reception.

Yes, she is.

Okay.

There is no housekeeping staff, Blanche.

A lady named Sophia wants you immediately

in the kitchen.

Oh. Thank you.

Come on, Rose.

Come on.

I love restaurant kitchens, don't you?

Everything's so big.

Big in a kitchen does not excite me, Rose.

All right, that's it. Out. Everybody out of my kitchen.

Wait just a minute. What's your name?

Chuy Castillos.

Oh, well. Chuy, this isn't your kitchen.

We own this hotel.

Yes.

Oh, right.

The old lady told me that one.

Ha‐ha‐ha.

Look, I'm the chef here, and everything you've heard

about angry Mexican chefs is true.

So, run, run from me as fast as your legs will take you.

How do like this so far?

You heard me. I said get out of my kitchen.

Hey, hold it, hold it, hold it.

I run the kitchen. I'm the boss.