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Ah!
- Ha, now that is what I call a beautiful morning!
Looks like another full house tonight.
Things are starting to look up, sweetheart.
Big waves! Big waves!
- Oh yes. Yes, tidal waves of prosperity
are crashing down, all around us.
Soon enough. You just wait.
Hey partner, what's the good word?
There's a dead guy in Room 4.
- What? Whadda ya mean there's a dead guy in...
come in, come in.
Moira: Did I hear what I think I heard?
Has someone been killed? Stevie: No.
No! No, John, no. No!
I have endured a cornucopia of trauma that last few years,
I draw the line at living in a crime scene.
- Okay, nobody's been murdered, Mrs. Rose.
I went in to clean Room 4,
and this old guy was like, asleep in his bed.
But like, forever asleep.
Like, checked out without paying, asleep.
- Okay, I think it's a little early for humour, Stevie.
- Oh, I'm sorry, did you just see a dead body?
- What did this gentleman look like?
- I don't know, like old. - John old? Or old, old?
- Well, I don't quite see the relevance
in that question, Moira, the man is dead.
I mean we can't have the other guests finding out
about a dead body in one of the rooms.
- Ugh! - Ew! There's a dead body
in one of the rooms? - Okay, I always knew
there'd be a murder here eventually.
I'm gonna go pack up my things, I assume we're moving?
- We're not packing up our things,
and everybody just calm down. Nobody's been murdered.
- Okay, the old man in Room 4 died alone in his sleep.
- Why do I find that scenario even more bone-chilling
than murder?
- Stevie, do we know how this man expired?
Do I look like a coroner?
- I don't think you want people answering that question.
- It feels like every time the motel sells out, someone dies.
- Uh, we've only sold out one night.
Exactly.
- So you and Patrick are sitting in his car last night,
and you just leaned in and kissed him?
- Okay, what part of this conversation
don't you understand? - Okay, and he wanted that.
Yes.
- Like he told you that he wanted that.
Fall off a bridge, please.
- You gave me such a hard time for getting involved with Ted,
and then you just French your business partner
literally the second he peeks his head out of the closet.
- I'll have you know this is the healthiest first day
of a relationship I've ever had.
- Well, all I know is that Patrick is
a sweet little button face, David,
so don't mess this up.
Johnny: Oh good,
I'm glad you're both still here.
We're gonna need your room for the night,
so uh, pack up.
- Um, no. - Absolutely not.
Johnny: The motel is sold out
and we're unable to remove a body, and disinfect Room 4,
in time for check-in.
- Okay, every inch of that sentence made me sick.
Moira: I agree with David, we must all move on from this.
Did I say that?
- Well there's no use wasting time
worrying about what happened?
Johnny: We're not worrying about what happened, Moira,
we're trying to find a solution,
and I'm gonna need the family to help us through this.
- Okay, why don't the new guests stay in your room?
- It'll take day just to re-box your mother's wigs.
- Oh my God, can you imagine? Not one of you is trained.
- Okay, bottom line, we need the room,
so throw some things in a bag
and we're gonna set you up in our room.
- Okay, I've never just thrown some things in a bag before,
so you might have to give me a minute.
- Yeah, and I'm gonna be sleeping somewhere else.
- Same. - Like literally anywhere else.
- Yeah, like an old tent by the side of the highway.
- Okay, enough, let's get going, please?
- Yes, yes, plenty of work to be done.
Unfortunately my previous engagements preclude me
from offering my beneficence around the motel today.
John, I hate to leave you like this!
- Yeah, I know, Moira, you know, busy busy.
I want the room cleaned up in an hour.
Okay.
- Um, I'm gonna need a roll of dry-cleaning bags,
and some padlocks.
- Okay, so Roland knows a guy at the coroner's office.
- Wait, you told Roland? - Yes.
I don't know, I-I ran into him,
and he asked me how I was.
- Well, that's not good, Stevie.
No, I might have panicked.
- I wouldn't trust Roland with a set of chopsticks,
let alone a dead body! - Yeah.
- Oh, hello! - Hello.
Checking out?
Roland: Hello, Johnny. Stevie.
I come bearing good news.
Okay, Roland, as you can see,
Mr. Rose is checking out a guest right now,
so maybe you can hold off on that good news?
Oh sure, I got it.
Uh, well let me just say this,
re the toilet that died in Room 4,
the plumber will be here in a few hours.
He said he'd be here sooner, but he has another autopsy.
Toilet on the fritz.
- Okay, so, what'd the coroner say?
- My guys will be here between 4 and 5.
Well, that's not good,
we can't have the guests watching a dead body
being dragged out of here.
- So probably best to keep your guests in their rooms.
- And, how're we gonna do that?
- Do the rooms lock from the outside?
- We're not locking the guests in their rooms, Roland.
- Well, I'm sure they'll be fine, Johnny.
I saw a lot of dead bodies when I was a kid,
und I would say that I turned out pretty okay.
Hmm.
Ted: Thank you very much. Man: Bye.
- Alexis! - Oh my God, Ted, hey!
Um, was there like a pet massacre, or something?
What is with all these sad looking people?
- Uh, nope, all these perfectly happy-looking people
are actually applying for your old job.
I literally just quit, Ted.
- Again, quit implies a negative connotation
and I'd say that we had a pretty fun time working together.
- We did have a pretty fun time. (Laughs)
- That's not what I meant, but anyway, what's up?
- Oh, I just wanted to thank you again
for coming to my graduation yesterday.
It was a very sweet surprise.
Oh, it was my pleasure.
Man: Here. - Oh, thanks.
And, I also had a question.
- Uh yeah, Alexis, I'd love to answer that question,
it's just I'm kind of right in the middle
of interviewing these people, so.
- Okay, yeah, totally. I will just um...
um... I actually used to work here.
This used to be my desk, so.
- You know, now that you're here,
I guess you could sit in on the interviews with me.
Oh. Okay, sure.
Now, everybody, just so you know,
I got a job here,
and I have literally zero interest in animals,
so you guys are already like, way ahead.
- Okay. - So... (claps)
Have fun!
- Hi. - Hey.
(Footsteps thud, floorboards creak)
So, someone's been busy.
- Oh yeah, yeah, I've been up since 5.
Could not sleep, been thinking about...
stuff, you know, last night.
Regrets?
- What? No, why would I have regrets?
- I don't know, I think it's a, just a habit to ask.
No, no, no, no. No regrets.
No, I feel good. I feel like a...
weight's been sorta lifted off my shoulders.
It's all very new, you know, and it's a lot to process but...
Well, here's something fun.
Um... what if I stayed at your place tonight?
Huh.
- It's just that there's some things happening at the motel, and I...
- Yeah, uh, sorry David, maybe I haven't been clear,
I'm gonna need to take this a lot slower
than a sleepover tonight.
- Oh okay, not like a sleepover sleepover.
- I think it's important that I be honest with you
about how I'm feeling,
because I know you have a lot of experience in this area,
but for me-- - Oh my God, no,
I mean yes, I do, but that's not what I'm implying. That's--
Moira: Ding-a-ding.
Patrick: Oh hey, Mrs. Rose.
Um, just takin' this to the back.
We'll talk about this later.
- Okay, yeah, it's just some crossed wires.
May I help you?
- It's startlingly quiet in here, David.
Is that a good sign?
I thought you were booked up all day,
and that's why you couldn't help Dad with the dead b-
that thing in the motel. - I am booked up, David.
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