Room 104 (2017–…): Season 3, Episode 9 - Episode #3.9 - full transcript

... because Bill is a tits guy.

Yeah, I know that.

Well, that's all I was saying.

How are we still talking about this?

All I was doing was complimenting

your big ol' tits in that dress.

Insinuating that I should use them

to get Bill to refinance the mortgages.

Well, don't you want him to do it?

Are you testing me here?

I'm not... no, I'm not testing you.



I just wanna know if you
want Bill to do the refi.

Don't be an ass.
Of course I want him to do it.

I just don't like the insinuation.

Oh, come on. We both
know you use those tits

to get whatever you want...
Especially when I'm not around.

Why are you starting arguments with me?!

I didn't start this argument.

Yes, you did!

Look, it really sounds

like you were the one who started it.

No, I wasn't. You always do that.

Aw, don't do that. Don't hyperbolize it.

Don't do the, "you always do that."

No. OK, can we just go?



- Please, can we just go?
- Yeah, yeah. OK.

- I'm the one waitin' here.
- All right, fine!

Let's just go. Go!

Play with me.

Where?

At Sonia's house.

Let's go!

Have fun!

Hello?

Hi.

Hello?

Hello?

Who's this?

I received a missed call from
this number. Who is this?

This is Barbara.

I'm sorry, who is this again?

This is Sonia.

I don't know anyone named Sonia.

Well, then maybe it was
your husband that called?

Maybe he's making calls
you don't know about.

Maybe he's doing things in hot tubs

that he doesn't want you to know about.

Oh, Barbara.

Come on, Bill.

Do it.

Do it, Bill.

I want you to get into
the hot tub with me.

I want you to turn me
into a woman, Bill.

My big ol' tits...

I want you to rub oil

all over my big ol' tits, Bill,

until it's time for you to...

You know what I mean.

Yeah.

You know what...

Bill?

Hi! You've reached the Bronsons.

We're not home, so leave a message,
and one of us...

- Me!
- Me!

- Me!
- Or me...

will call you back.

♪ My father had a beard on his chin ♪

♪ My mother's favorite color
is the color of the sea ♪

♪ This is why I love my family ♪

- ♪ Who's that? ♪
- ♪ He's my brother ♪

- ♪ Who's that? ♪
- ♪ She's my sister ♪

- ♪ Who's that? ♪
- ♪ That's my family ♪

- ♪ Who's that? ♪
- ♪ He's my brother ♪

Hello?

Hello?

Are you busy?

Who's this?

Does it matter?

Uh, I suppose you could make
an argument that it doesn't.

I'm going to tell you
that my name is Lisa.

And then I'm going to tell you that Lisa

is definitely not my real name.

OK...

Lisa, my name is George,

and I'm going to tell you that George

is definitely my real name.

What are you doing tonight, George?

Not much.

Just... finished dinner
and was gonna watch a little TV.

Well, that sounds absolutely... boring.

Yeah, I guess that's a fair assessment.

Don't you have a special
someone in your life?

Sure...

if you count my cat Beatrice.

She's about the most special
thing in the world to me.

What's so funny?

You.

Me? No, I'm...

Uh, I'm not funny.

I'm just...

Um, I don't know... regular.

Don't try and sell yourself short.

You're funny, you're smart...

... and you're a little bit naughty.

Naughty?

Uh-huh.

How's that?

Well, first of all,

you're flirting with me, George.

I am?

Yes.

I don't think so.

Don't play dumb with me.

You're definitely flirting with me.

Why do you say that?

Because I know men.

I know when they're thinking about me...

... and my big ol' tits.

I see.

What do you see?

This is a prank call.

What makes you say that?

You found some lonely sucker

to talk to you on the phone,

but you just wanna mess with my head.

Now, George,
I would never do that to you.

Uh-huh.

Sure. Good night, Lisa.

No, wait. Don't hang up.

We're just getting started.

You're just getting started.

I think I'm done here.

Come on, George.
I'm just having a little fun.

Don't you like to have fun?

Yes. Yes, I do,

but I don't like being made fun of.

I'm not making fun of you.

I just wanna talk to you.

I wanna get to know you a little.

Maybe see where this goes.

I would love that.

I would love to make a connection.

I'll admit it. I'm a lonely guy.

And I could use some...
but your just here to prank me, so...

I already told you I'm
not a prank caller.

I don't believe you.

Let me prove it to you.

How?

I don't know.

I'm sure we can think of something.

Tell me your real name.

How will you know it's real?

I won't... for sure.

Adrienne.

Adrienne...

Yeah, that is your real name.

I can tell.

Thank you for that, Adrienne.

You're welcome.

Friends now?

Yeah, friends.

So what now?

Now we get to have fun.

OK.

I want you to listen to me,

and I want you to do exactly as I say.

OK.

I want you to sit down,

and I want you to turn
off all the lights.

Good.

Are you doing it, too?

What?

Are you in the dark, too?

Don't worry about me.

I just wanna know if you'll
be joining me in the dark.

I'm with you... in the dark.

OK.

Now...

I want you to close your eyes,

and I want you to listen to me.

You're at an open house for
a new house that's for sale,

and you don't really like the house,
but your wife does,

so you have to stay.

And you go into the backyard.

There's a shed there.

There's a hot tub inside.

Also, there's another woman in there...

alone.

Her name is Adrienne.

That woman is me.

And you know you should turn and leave,

but something comes over
you in that moment...

Something you don't understand at all.

And then, on instinct,

you turn and close the door

and lock it.

And I should scream, but I don't.

I rip my shirt off,

and I look you in the eye, and I say,

"I want you to grab
my big ol' tits now,"

and we waste no time.

You rip your clothes off,
and I rip mine off,

and we dive into the hot tub,

and you bury your face
in my big ol' tits,

and I say, "I want you now, George! Now!

I want you to keep going.
Keep going and keep doing me.

Keep grabbing my tits, George.

Keep doing me. Oh, George!
Oh, George! Oh, George!"

Mmm.

Adrienne?

Housekeeping.

Did you call for fresh towels?

No. No, thank you.

Hi, Adrienne.

It's me. I'm here.

Aren't you gonna rip your shirt off?

Isn't that right?
You're gonna take your shirt off

and say something like,
"Grab my big ol' tits"?

Something like that.

It was, uh, caller ID.

Got me to the hotel.

You weren't hard to find.

You should close your blinds.

So are you gonna take your shirt off?

I'll remind you that you
said it wasn't a prank.

You promised.

And I expect you to follow
through on that promise.

No. No, no, no. No.

You are a very, very lucky girl.

Do you have any idea what could
be happening in this room tonight?

What could be happening to you?

I bet you make prank calls
all the time, don't you?

And you think you can just mess
with people and get away with it,

but you are so lucky it was me

on the other end of that line
and not some crazy person.

I want you to look at something.

This is my family.

That's me. That's my wife, Suzanne.

Those are my daughters.
Claire and Rebecca.

This was taken right down
the road from our house

at First Redeemer Church.

I run the youth league.

I want you to think about
that for a second, OK?

You got me tonight.

A good person. A man of God.

I was on the phone and I was willing

to just listen to what you had to say,

just hear you.

And I came here to pretend
to do something awful to you

to teach you a lesson out of
the goodness of my heart...

because I have daughters,
and I don't want them to end up

in a situation like you
could've ended up in tonight.

Do you understand me?

I said, do you understand me?

Hmm.

OK.

Have it your way.

If you can't at least be thankful,

I'll at least know I've done
right by your parents tonight,

and I've done right by you,
too, even in you can't see it.

You know...

just a simple thank you right now
would not be out of line.

You called me, Adrienne.

You started this with
your filthy hot tub talk.

I was at home.

I was watching TV, I was comfortable,

my family was asleep in the other room.

I didn't have to come over here

and do what I did for you tonight.

I could've just let you keep going

with your little pranks
until you got yourself

in some really serious
trouble, but I didn't.

So?

Unbelievable.

I know that your generation

is used to having everything
just handed to you,

but to not even be able to
summon a simple thank you

in a situation like this...
A situation where, frankly,

there could be a
strange man in this room

doing unspeakable things to you.

Ungodly things.

There could be a man in this room

with a gun, pointing it at you,

saying, "if you don't show
me those big ol' tits

in that hot tub over there,

then... then..."

You wanna see my big ol' tits, George?

No, no. Not me. I'm a man of God.

I'm talking about other men.

You're not like those men?

No... no, of course not.
Those... those men are evil.

Those men deserve to die.
They deserve to rot in Hell.

Then why are you staring
at my big ol' tits, George?

- I'm not.
- Yes. You're staring.

You wanna get me in that hot tub,
don't you, George?

I told you already. No. Absolutely not.

You are no man of God.
I know what's in your heart.

I am a man of God.

Would a man of God...
Would he look at...

these?

Stop that right now,
you filthy little whore.

Do you really want me to stop?

You're just a child...

But isn't that what you
like best about me, George?

Stop. Stop...

You wanna see my big ol' tits, George.

- Don't you do it. Don't do it.
- Yeah, you do.

You wanna see my big ol' tits

in that hot tub, don't you, George?

- No! No.
- Yes, you do.

You will be no man of God

after you see my big ol' tits, George.

- Our Father...
- You don't want to see them?

- Hallowed be thy name.
- Just look away.

Just look away, George.
It's happening right now!

- George, just look away!
- Stop it!

- No...
- You can't look away, can you?

Because you are no man of God!

- You are the devil!
- I'm not the devil!