Being here with all these lights shining on you, it's the closest most people ever get to being onstage. You know, to their dreams.
Not me.
Not you. I can see you want it.
More than anything.
Well, this is just a taste of things to come, Sandie.
Being here with all these lights shining on you, it's the closest most people ever get to being onstage. You know, to their dreams.
Not me.
Not you. I can see you want it.
More than anything.
Well, this is just a taste of things to come, Sandie.
And here she is. You know your siren song is playing? I just put this on the jukebox, and lo and behold, you appear. Carol was worried about you. Thought you'd gone missing. I told her no one ever really disappears. They're always around somewhere.
I'm right here.
Excuse me, miss. My dick just died. Can I bury it in your arse?
Oh, absolutely not.
Do you believe in spirits?
What kind of a question is that? That brown stuff pays your wages.
I mean... do you believe in ghosts?
Ghosts? No. Why? Are you scared down here? If this place is haunted by anything, it's the good times. When it's empty, all I hear is the laughs. Every gangster, every copper, every red-faced lush has been in here, and all those high spirits have soaked into the walls. You could probably get drunk on just that.
Yeah...
Ellie, I love you, girl. You fit right in. But you can't sleep here.
Has a woman ever died in my room?
This is London. Someone has died in every room in every building and on every street corner in the city.
How do you know my name?
I make it my business to know all the pretty girls around here. All their problems. Always have done.
I don't want to be like this.
Like what?
I just wish I was like everybody else.
I'm glad you're not.
I hear you were quite the ladies' man.
"Were?" How dare you. Still am. You never lose it.
I know what you did.
I've done a lot of things, Eloise. You're gonna have to be more specific, luv.
Jesus, John! Why whisper like that?
It's a library.
Right.
What do you want to drink?
Oh, yeah. Three Kronenbourgs, please.
Come on. Least I can do is drive you home.
Oh, what's the most?
Hey, do you want to dance?
I might need some alcohol first.
Why, what's up?
Nothing, I'm just a little... overwhelmed at the moment. London's a lot.
I get it. Coming to the city can be a nightmare. Honestly, I'd be lying if I said I was having the best time in North London so far.
Where did you move from?
South London.
And then she says the... the killer drinks at The Toucan and- and narrows it down to me, you and the whole rest of Soho. [Colleagues laughs] Yeah, I’m sitting there thinking, "This is complete bullshit, darling."
Miss Turner. Miss Turner, don’t go. I’d really like you to stick around.
What do I need to do to convince you I’m not crazy?
I don’t think you are. I just think you need a bit of help to settle in. A- a support system. You’ve done the right thing. Please hear that, okay? And I will look into Sandie's murder, and I’ve got your contact details, so if anything comes up, I’ll be in touch.
Thank you.
Though I will say, in such cases, especially this old, it’s hard when you don’t have something concrete to go on... even a last name.