- I'm a big
fan of your show.
I've never missed an episode.
- Thank you.
- You'll find plenty of
material to work with here.
Sea serpents, sirens,
myths and legends of ancient
gods, and loads of ghosts.
- Good job.
Looks like you've
done your homework.
- That's what you hired me for.
First time in Cypress?
- Yeah, but Sofia was born here.
- Really?
Where?
This place was abandoned
for over two decades.
The locals are
terrified to go near it.
Welcome to the Gula Hotel.
Shall we go inside?
- Great.
- It's all yours.
We're spending a
fortune on renovations.
- What about the crew?
- They're here.
- Great.
- Come to Cyprus
and go to the beach.
It's never cold there.
- How was I supposed
to know we'd get
the only sh*t week of the year?
- Well, at least
it stopped raining.
- Jennifer. Christine.
Your director's here.
- Jennifer.
- Hi.
- Glad you came.
- Of course.
It's gonna be a fun week.
- Let me introduce you to the
best sound tech on the island.
- Probably because I'm the
only sound tech on the island.
- London.
- Dublin.
- Much better.
- Eric, what do
you think of this
for the location
for the interviews?
- I don't know.
I'm not sure yet.
- And stylistically, how did
you want to sh**t the show.
- I was told you're
good at handheld.
- She's the queen of shaky cam.
- Well.
- Okay, let's take
a look around.
See how good you are.
- Mrs. Lindstrom?
- Look, Anna.
Call me Sofia.
- Yes. Sorry.
Sofia.
Let me show you the
production office.
- Ah! Jesus.
- You okay?
- These guys should be
more f*cking careful.
- Who the f*ck was that?
- Been here since yesterday
and haven't seen a
single person yet.
- Local holiday, maybe.
- Okay, why don't
we move someplace?
- Yeah, I'm not
trying to die today.
- Sweetie.
How are you?
- Fine.
So happy to see you.
- Oh, you look wonderful.
Are you sure you're okay?
- I'm fine.
- How's your mother?
- She's okay.
She finally got over you.
- I may have been a
shitty father, but
one thing's for sure.
I was an even shittier husband.
- It feels weird to be back
here after all this time.
- Oh, you'll get used to it.
It'll be good for you.
Now we're all together again.
Are you ready to meet our hosts?
- Sure.
What are they like?
- An interesting couple.
- Well, the original
Grand Hotel Gula
was a typical
Victorian building.
- It was built in 1880 during
the first few years of
the British occupation.
According to the locals,
this place is cursed.
- Why do they think that?
- The area's been infamous
since the days of
Richard the Lionheart,
but a lot of people were
k*lled here before that.
Thousands.
- But the British didn't care.
The beach is beautiful and
the location was excellent,
so they built us the
best hotel on the island.
- My wife used to
come here all the time
when she was younger.
- They would throw
some wonderful parties.
I never imagined
I'd own it one day.
I just couldn't believe it
when Frank suggested we buy it.
- It's a dream come
true, isn't it, darling?
It seemed like a
good investment,
but we couldn't get
any locals to work here
because of what happened,
so we had to ship laborers in.
- Tell us about the hotel's
gruesome reputation.
- It was New Year's Eve, 1990.
A Monday.
It was, in fact, the
53rd Monday of the year,
something that happens rarely.
There was a party for
about a handful of guests,
the cream of the island, but...
- The food was poisoned.
Rat poison.
To this day, nobody knows
how it got in there.
There was a big scandal and
a high-level investigation,
but nothing ever came of it.
- Yes.
Every single one of the guests
d*ed right there and then.
- In agony, apparently.
And the very same night,
the hotel's owners
committed su1c1de.
- The place was closed down,
and since then, the
locals say it's haunted.
- None of this put you off
when you thought of
buying the place?
- No, like I said, it seemed
like a good investment,
and back then, there was
no hint of any spirits.
- Well, we can fix that.
- What do you mean?
- Well, we'll have a ghost
in the background
of the interview.
Dim the lights, do a few
tricks in the editing room,
and, look, this chap.
He could play a ghost.
- Can I talk to
you for a minute?
- Sure.
- Tell me I misunderstood.
- Look, over three seasons,
we've never found any evidence
of paranormal activity.
It's time to try
something different.
Think about it.
Let's use some of that
old-style carnie showmanship.
Audiences love it.
- You know what?
f*ck you.
- Eric, are you
out of your mind?
- No, we're done.
Show's over.
- Look, Eric.
Relax.
It was a joke.
- Oh, that was a joke?
Well, bad timing, Bruce.
I don't know what the
f*ck you're thinking.
- I'm sorry.
Let's call it a day.
You guys get some rest, and
we'll talk about it tomorrow.
- Goodnight.
- Eric.
Eric, you are a professional.
- Anna.
- You need to calm down.
- Yes?
- Could you take us to
the hotel now, please?
- This is the hotel.
- You mean we're staying here?
- Your rooms are
on the fifth floor.
It's the only one that's
fully refurbished.
Boris took your bags up earlier.
- Why didn't you
tell me this before?
Okay.
Forget about it.
Can you show us up, please?
- Odd, isn't it?
It looks old and modern
at the same time.
- Our hosts have a singular
taste, I'll tell you that.
- He loves
to screw around.
- I know, but I think
he enjoys winding me up.
- I'm in Room 506.
Goodnight.
- Goodnight.
- What a feast.
It was so delicious.
Thank you very much.
Bless you.
- You're welcome.
- Well, it's time
for us to turn in.
We wish you a splendid night
here at the Hotel Gula.
- Sweet dreams.
- Do you fancy a drink?
- No, thanks.
It's a little late for me.
- You sure?
- Yeah. Goodnight.
- Would you like a drink?
- Maybe tomorrow.
- Mr. McPherson.
We've already been over this.
- Well, Anna, sometimes
a drink is just a drink.
- Please, let us keep
things professional.
- Then call me Bruce.
Ding-dong.
Are you sure you
wouldn't like that drink?
- Bye.
- How did I get here?
- It's okay.
You still taking those pills?
- No.
I don't.
Bye.
- Bye.
You all right?
- Welcome.
- Sorry we are late.
We both had a rough night.
- I'm sorry to hear that.
Come on.
Let's get you guys
something to eat.
- Thank you so much.
- Where's Bruce?
- He called to say
he couldn't make it.
Yeah, he also told
us about last night.
- Sometimes, I
just don't get him.
- Look, if it's about
money, you know-
- Dom, it's,
it's not about the money.
- But I understand
you're not happy
with the take Bruce
has on the show.
- Look, I respect the man,
but our careers
are at stake here.
- And exactly what career
are you talking about now?
- What are
we going to do now?
- Maybe we should start
looking for a new job.
- I'm sure Bruce will
still hire me, hmm?
- Ah, switching teams now.
Traitor.
- Wait, wait, did you hear that?
Go back.
Turn it up.
- That's not good.
- May I?
- I'm sorry about Dom.
Sometimes he can be very blunt,
but you know,
Frank and Rosemary,
they've spent all their
savings on that place.
It means the world...
- Yeah, I know that.
- They're nice people.
A bit old-fashioned, yes but...
their heart is in
the right place.
Let's give them a hand.
Help them attract tourists.
- Pat, you're absolutely right.
- Don't let the
smell put you off.
It'll do you good.
- What is it?
- It's made from
locally-grown herbs.
It'll put you to sleep.
- Can we please
forget about before?
I want to do whatever it
takes to get this show made.
- Well, this calls for
a celebration, then.
- Okay.
- I like it.
Sofia.
You want to walk back
through the old town?
- Sure.
- Great.
I'm sorry for all the screwups,
for all the stupid things
that I did and didn't do.
I should have thought about
you instead of my career.
I've really missed
you all these months.
- I missed you, too.
- You are very
cute, you know that?
Those circles under your eyes
make you look like a panda.
- f*ck you.
- That's better.
I've always loved your smile.
Always happens.
- Pat called.
She sounded happy.
I'm glad you sorted things out.
- Yeah, it's all good now.
Why don't we meet in the morning
and have a chat over breakfast?
I'm going to go talk to Bruce.
I'll see you all tomorrow.
- Let me give you a drink.
if the pilot works, we
have ourselves a show.
If not, we go home.
You know this business.
- I just want to
deliver a good show.
Let me rephrase that.
I have got to
deliver a good show.
I don't want this to be
some cheap carnival
spook house series.
- Neither do I, Eric.
How long since you last saw her?
Since you lost the baby, right?
I'm worried about her.
She doesn't seem to
be getting any better.
She's not working.
The network isn't interested.
She's only here
because I insisted.
This is your chance
to patch things up.
I know you still have
feelings for her.
If you quit now, you
lose her for good.
- Doing your homework?
- Yeah.
- Oh, before I forget,
this is the master key.
It activates all the doors
and elevators to the hotel.
- Great.
- And here you have
all the local legends.
This area used to be dominated
by the Cult of Teshub.
The locals worshiped him and
sacrificed their own people.
- Why?
- k*lling was an honor,
a way of giving thanks to him.
Teshub prevented the
world's destruction
by defeating his own
kin, the serpent.
- That's really
impressive, Anna.
Right now, I'm just intrigued
by these ghost stories
that made this
place so unpopular.
- Right.
I'll leave you to it.
Okay.
- May I borrow my
daughter for a second?
- How well do you know them?
- I met them when I first came
to the island many years ago.
Sweet couple.
- I don't like them.
Something is going on.
- Nothing's going on.
- Don't lie to me.
- Sofia, I'm telling the truth.
You know that I love you.
I only want what's best for you.
- I know you do, but
everything seems so strange.
There's always someone,
something watching us.
- All I ask is that you trust
me and all will be well.
I promise.
I promise.
- Yeah?
- Hey, boss.
What's going on?
- Bruce has put
together a new script.
Pat and Dom adore it,
so we move forward.
- What did he have in mind?
- He wants to do
a few magic tricks
to add a little
mystery to our show.
- That's a totally
different show.
I don't think
that's a good idea.
- You don't?
You're not the director.
Let's get started.
Bring your camera.
- Men.
- You're not the director.
- Eric, what's going on?
- I had an idea.
We're gonna sh**t something now.
Sorry for before.
I didn't mean to be a prick.
Just under a bit of
pressure at the moment.
- No worries.
- What are you guys filming?
- Oh, it's just an
establishing sh*t.
They literally never
leave the hotel.
Christine, would you mind
going in and calling Bruce?
- Good evening and welcome
to the first episode
of "Ghosts of the Old World."
I'm your host, Bruce McPherson,
and tonight we're at the
Grand Hotel Gula, Cyprus.
No one has stayed in this
hotel since that fateful Monday
when a hundred people
d*ed in this room
then the three owners
sh*t themselves.
After that, many
strange things happened,
and we're here to investigate.
Who are you?
Don't be afraid.
Speak to me.
- On my f*ckin' God.
- To quote Sherlock Holmes,
"When you have eliminated the
impossible, whatever remains,
however improbable,
must be the truth."
- Cut.
Great.
- How was that?
- It was great.
- And the ghost?
- The ghost was great.
Perfect.
Thank you.
Good job.
Jennifer.
Just gonna need you to stay on
Bruce for as long as you can.
I want you to whip left just
as late as possible, all right?
- You're the boss.
- I'm not.
How do we feel?
- We love it.
- Love it.
Great.
Bruce, I think that's
some of your best work.
- Thank you.
- All right, everybody.
Let's go again.
We'll go over another one
straight away, all right?
This is what we have to do.
- Sofia?
What happened?
- I don't know, I...
Careful, careful.
- Sofia?
- I'll go upstairs
for the doctor.
Let her breathe.
- Bruce isn't back yet.
- No.
Tonight's events have
shaken her up a little.
She'll be fine.
Some rest, I'm sure of it.
- It's okay.
She needs a doctor.
- There you go.
The doctor is in the house.
Drink this, my dear.
Everything will
be all right now.
I'm here to take of you.
- What is it?
It smells really awful.
- Just some local herbs.
Calms nerves.
Frank and I swear by it.
- It does smell pretty
awful, I'll admit,
but believe me when I tell
you it works miracles.
- That's your medical
opinion, is it?
- I'm retired now,
but I spent many years working
as a general practitioner.
She's in good hands, young man.
- There you go, my dear.
Get some sleep,
and in the morning, you'll
feel like a new person.
- It wasn't a dream.
- What do you mean?
- The night my parents
d*ed, I was here.
- How's that even possible?
- I don't know.
I was a kid, but it's
coming back to me.
- What else do you remember?
- Should we be worried?
- No, she'll be fine.
Glass of wine?
- I'm good.
- I trust we'll soon have
a good reason to toast.
- Never turn down a
good glass of wine.
- Make mine a double.
- I'll take a rain check.
I'd better go prepare
tomorrow's schedule.
- I think I know where
that noise is coming from.
- You heard.
If you start to wonder
anything, you can tell me.
- Let's drink to
our generous hosts
and the success of our show.
Prost, my friends.
- Cheers.
when we laid the
foundations for this place,
we found evidence
of a mass burial.
Really?
Thousands of people were
sacrificed to the god Teshub,
according to some
local scholars.
- Oh, we should put
that in the show.
I mean, that's TV gold.
- I'm okay with ghosts,
but ritual human sacrifice?
No, thanks.
- Well, it's time
we were off to bed.
- I don't think I
could sleep after that.
- I could keep your
company, if you wish.
- Goodnight, Bruce.
- Well, won't anyone
stay for a drink?
- You know what?
Why not?
- It's okay, my dear.
Just don't be too late.
- Don't worry.
He's in good hands.
- Sofia, what's wrong?
- It was so real.
More like a memory than a dream.
There was someone there with me.
- What was it?
- I don't know.
I couldn't see them.
It felt evil.
I can feel its presence here.
Really scared.
Don't leave me.
- I won't leave you,
ever again.
Promise.
- Okay, this really
is the last one.
- I understand, Frank.
- I'm serious, Bruce.
I'm done with all this.
- Hang on just a little longer.
Please.
- Okay.
- You have no idea
how much I miss you.
Sometimes it just feels like
I'm in a Woody Allen film.
The director's a nice guy.
It's just that he seems
really stressed out.
No, she's his ex-wife.
There's something,
there's something about her.
f*ck.
I'll have to call you back.
What are you doing here?
Why didn't you tell them?
You were here that
night, weren't you?
- You always do this.
- Look,
I just want to be taken
seriously on a job.
- And what's the excuse
for your parents?
- My parents didn't
support my decision,
so I'm sorry if I'm not
dying for you to meet them.
- Anyway, I'm going to go
and figure out what
that sound was.
- It's the middle of the night.
- Yeah.
- What's the rush?
- Have you seen Anna?
- No.
- We're supposed to meet here.
- Then I'm sure
she's on her way.
Have a drink with me.
- Not a good idea.
Tomorrow.
- Work, work, work.
Same old Eric.
Don't be such a prick.
- Prick?
Okay.
I want to talk to you
by something, anyway.
Anna?
Anna.
There is no sign of her.
- At last, I'm in her
room, and she's not here.
- All right.
Where the f*ck is she?
- This
gives me the creeps.
- Me, too.
Let's look around.
- Did you see that?
- No.
- Let's get the
hell out of here.
- Don't you want to find out
what's making that sound?
- To tell you the truth,
I don't care anymore.
We need to get the
f*ck out of here.
It won't open.
- God.
Go, go, go, go.
Go, go, go, come on!
Come on, go!
Christine!
Hurry up.
Come on.
Wait, I'll hold the lift.
- Wait.
- Christine, what are-
- No,
no, no, no, no.
Wait, wait.
- sh*t.
Oh, God.
sh*t.
- Hello?
Christine?
Christine?
Oh, come on.
Eric, where the f*ck are you?
- What's going on?
- Something happened
to Christine.
I need your help.
- Where are you?
- I don't know.
Blue corridor?
- I'm on my way.
- Eric.
Where are you going?
- I won't be long.
I promise.
Don't open the door to anybody.
- Ssh, relax.
- What are you doing here?
- It's okay.
Don't be scared.
- We only want the best for you.
- Jennifer.
Where's Christine?
- She's in the basement, too.
She was-
- The f*ck is she
doing in the basement?
- Look, come on.
The elevator wasn't working.
Let's take the stairs.
- Wait a minute.
There's a master
key in the office.
- Doesn't anyone ever
sleep in this hotel?
- Christine's gone.
- What do you mean, gone?
- I don't know.
We, we were in the boiler
room filming something,
and we got-
- Well, what were you filming?
- I-I'm not sure, I-
- Well, show me.
I need to see it.
- First, we get Christine.
- Remind me to fire this
little c**t tomorrow.
- Where the f*ck is it?
I can't find the key.
- Gotta be here.
sh*t, they're gone.
- What's gone?
- Two of the files.
It was a file with
the guest list
and one with the
name of the victims.
- Well, maybe she
took them home.
- Wait a second.
I've seen that before.
In the basement, I
saw it on the wall.
- It's an ancient symbol
for Teshub, an ancient god.
- What's that got to
do with Christine?
- I read an article about a sect
that used to make
sacrifices to this Teshub
right here on the island.
- You mean human sacrifices?
- The article mentioned sheep.
- Come on, guys.
What is this crap?
Show me the footage.
You're not as good as I thought.
- f*ck you.
- I think it's just
a rat or something.
- Yeah, right.
Rats don't slither.
Right there.
See that thing on the wall?
Now, can we please
go get Christine?
- I think we should
go downstairs.
Great, not working.
- There's nothing here.
- Could she have
gone down there?
- That's where we came from.
- I'm sure she's okay.
- Oh my God.
A treasure from the cellar.
Frank, have you seen Christine?
- Why don't you guys go on?
I'm sure she's fine.
- Seriously?
- Thanks, Bruce.
- Get f*cked.
We came down here.
Christine.
Something's different.
The sound's gone.
Where is she?
- You sure
you guys were here?
- Yeah.
Look.
- Looks like it
was done recently.
- What are you going
to do with that?
- Move a little to your right.
You all right?
- Yeah.
Looks like this is
some kind of archive.
- This place is
thousands of years old.
Look at this.
Holy sh*t.
It's a plan of the
hotel from 1880.
Looks like there's
a whole other floor.
You get access to it
through the kitchen.
- Look at this.
How is that possible?
That's Frank and Rosemary.
- It can't be them.
- It's them.
- We left Frank with Bruce.
Go!
- Maybe they went back upstairs?
- It's Sofia's cell phone.
Run!
Run!
f*ck.
- f*ck.
- Where is Sofia?
- And Christine?
- You don't have a
f*cking clue, do you?
- What did you do to
Sofia and Christine?
- You're about to meet her now.
- Ah, f*ck.
- Go, go, go.
- They're here.
- Just leave her.
- Do it!
Sofia, just fight.
- Eric, you don't know
what you're doing.
- What the f*ck are
you doing to her?
- You remember now.
You remember when we first met.
She's chosen you.
- Chosen for what?
What are you talking about?
- If you accept your role,
you can live with Sofia
here for centuries,
but you will never
leave this place ever.
- Bruce, if you don't move,
I will f*cking k*ll you.
- Eric, you haven't
understood a thing.
We don't venerate Teshub.
We contain her.
She is part of all religions
and goes by many names.
Lucifer, Kali, Molech.
- We are leaving here.
- If you do, the world will end.
The sun will die.
- I'll take my chances.
- Don't do it!
Eric.
There's no way
out for any of us.
- No!
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