The Resort (2022) s01e01 Episode Script

1
[soft music]
♪
[David Byrne and Brian Eno's
"Strange Overtones"]
♪
Slow down!
Speed up?
Slow the fuck down, bro!
Okay, hang on tight!
- Ahh!
- Whoo-hoo-hoo-hoo!
I wake up every morning ♪
I hear your feet on the stairs ♪
You're in the next apartment ♪
I hear you singing over ♪
There ♪
This groove is out of fashion ♪
These beats are 20 years old ♪
I saw you lend a hand to ♪
The ones out standing ♪
In the cold ♪
Strange overtones in the ♪
Oh.
- Hi.
- Mr. and Mrs. Reed, welcome.
- Hey, how you doing?
- Oh, yeah.
- How was your flight?
- It was great.
Uh, it was pretty turbulent.
Raul!
- Sorry about that.
- No.
It's all good. We're here.
- Yeah.
- My name is Luna.
Hi, Luna.
And take this,
as they will get you
everything you need.
- Oh, even heroin?
- Sorry?
- She's joking.
- It was a bad joke.
Although I will try anything twice.
[laughs] No, no, no, no heroin.
Eh, cocktails?
- Yes, please.
- Thank you.
Thank you, gracias.
And smile!
Okay, ah, no.
Maybe if you come
a little bit closer, please.
Yes, that's perfect. Thank you.
One, two, three, smile.
And what brings you two to Akumal?
Vacation from the kids?
Uh, no kids. That ship has sailed.
It's our ten year anniversary.
- Ten years?
- Yeah.
Wow. La pubertad del matrimonio.
- Mm.
- The marriage of what?
- The puberty of marriage.
- Oh!
- Puberty of marriage.
- Okay.
La pubertad del matrimonio.
- What?
- Yes, that's right.
- Okay, all right.
- That's right.
Yes, it's when the real love begins.
You become who you will be.
[insect buzzing]
- [gags]
- You okay?
- Are you okay, sir?
- Yeah, yeah.
- It was a mosquito.
- In your mouth?
- Yeah, in the throat.
- Oh.
- [gags]
- Oh.
Well, you can relax now.
You're in paradise.
No work, no stress, no regrets.
Ahh.
There are few greater pleasures
in life than a good hotel bed.
- Yeah, or two of them.
- Look, I'm sorry.
I had to book this on Amex points,
and all the king size
rooms were taken, so
Oh, that's okay. This is great.
- I like this.
- [chuckles]
- I'm just kidding.
- We'll sleep together tonight.
All inclusive.
Yeah, unlimited week of alcohol, yeah.
And to adventure and gluttony.
- Yeah.
- Here's to ten years.
[chuckles] The puberty of marriage.
- Ow.
- Oh, yeah oh, my God.
- It's okay, it's okay.
- Oops, sorry, sorry.
It's okay.
- [exhales]
- Were you holding your breath?
Uh, yeah, you got something a little
A little stinky going on in there.
- Lazy river?
- Yeah.
All right.
[soft music]
♪
Yeah, you know,
I'm at this point in my life
where I'm not sure if it's the jet lag
or the alcohol that's more
damaging to my brain.
You don't have jet lag.
It's a three-hour time difference.
Well, I mean,
but that's what jet lag is.
It's like I travel by jet,
and now I'm lagging.
Yeah, but then you should
feel more awake, actually.
I think your problem is
that you're just always tired.
♪
[clears throat]
♪
What do you want to do for dinner?
It's all been taken care of.
We don't have to leave the resort
for any meals if we don't want to.
But what if we want to?
Oh, you want to?
Mm.
Great, sushi at 9:00.
You sure you're gonna be awake?
- You won't be too jet lagged?
- Oh, wow.
Such a sleep shamer.
I'll bet you I'll bet you 20 bucks,
American, I stay awake.
[snoring]
All right, I'm ready.
I win.
[snores]
[grunts]
[Bridget St. John's
"Song to Keep You Company"]
♪
Days dissolving through my mind ♪
I feel around and find you are ♪
No longer where you used to be ♪
Escaping ♪
In the mist of memories ♪
♪
Remembering what was before ♪
You blistered words
and whispered lies ♪
For anyone ♪
♪
They're dead and gone ♪
I'm moving on to you ♪
♪
Images of you appear
and though you leave today ♪
It seems you're nearer now ♪
More real ♪
You are part of me ♪
♪
I'll count the days
and keep their songs ♪
Accept the love you offer to ♪
Oh, I knew that we would be friends
when I saw you at the pool.
[laughter]
Does it ever get weird with,
like, both of your names being Ted?
Well, our friends call him Young Ted.
- They call me Gray Ted.
- No.
They used to call me Young Ted.
Now I have more gray than Gray Ted.
Well, except around my pubes.
[laughs] Oh, wow!
- Too much, too much.
- Sorry, we went, just went.
Wow, so how many years is this?
So every seven years,
we'll pick a vacation spot
we've never been to.
So the first time, we went to Laos.
Uh-huh.
You know, by Thailand, Southeast Asia.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
And then the next seven years
was Memphis
because Ted is a big Elvis fan.
Guilty, so anyway, this year,
what we're doing is,
we always have a good time,
but we also spend the week
reevaluating our marriage
to see if we want to stay married.
- Oh.
- Yeah.
Okay, that sounds absolutely terrifying.
Marriage is technically a contract.
- That's right.
- People change, love changes.
Yin and yang, so why not
plan for these things
by really asking ourselves,
do we still make each other happy?
Oh, and do we still surprise each other?
You know, if we make it
through this trip,
we will be at 21 years.
Wow, okay, and like, what if you don't?
Oh, we separate and life goes on.
Yeah, no biggie.
I get to keep the dog though.
No, no, no, no, Beans comes with me.
- Is the air even on?
- Full blast.
How much did you have
to drink last night?
Hey, I have some water. Here.
- Oh, okay, thank you.
- Oh, is she all right?
Yeah, she gets a little carsick.
She'll be fine.
[upbeat music]
You good? You're gonna do great.
Just always keep your eyes ahead.
- Keep close!
- Let's roll out!
♪
Whoo!
[retching]
♪
[laughs]
[grunts]
Noah!
Come on!
- Ah, ah!
- [laughs]
♪
[chuckling]
[laughs]
Whoo!
- Ah!
- [laughs]
Ah!
[laughing]
Holy shit.
[grunting]
[gasping]
[panting]
[soft music]
♪
[gasps]
♪
Emma?
Emma!
Emma, oh, my God.
Oh, my God, stay there!
Stay there, stay there. Don't move.
[singing in Spanish]
[singing in Spanish]
Pretty good, huh?
♪
Gracias.
♪
- God, that's so sweet.
- Is there alcohol in that?
No, because you're on pain meds,
and you have a head injury.
I can handle one drink.
- You sure that's a good idea?
- I can handle one drink.
Yeah, you said that before now,
so your repeating yourself
might be a sign
of a more serious brain injury.
You got to stop treating me like a baby,
or I'm gonna get a fucking face tattoo.
Wow, okay. Um, you know what?
Here, knock yourself out.
- It's okay, it's okay.
- Hello, strangers.
- Hi, friends.
- How are you?
- ATV friends.
- Hi.
- Hey.
- Oh, my goodness.
- How are you feeling?
- I'm okay.
Let's see. Can I see?
- Are you okay oh.
- Okay.
- Yeah.
- All right.
- It's gonna be fine though.
- I'll be right back.
It wasn't funny. It hurt.
- Oh, of course, we'll be here.
- She's a lot of fun.
[indistinct chatter and laughter]
[soft music]
♪
[snoring softly]
[upbeat music]
[indistinct chatter]
♪
[speaking Spanish]
Nice.
[display clatters]
Shit, I'm sorry.
[gasps] I'm so sorry.
Yeah, sorry.
Yes. Oh, my God!
Yes yes, thank you. Muchas gracias.
[speaking Spanish]
Yeah.
Fuck.
[scoffs]
Who else is buying this? Veinte.
Okay, put that there.
[sighs] There we go.
[Margo Guryan's "Someone I Know"]
Can I charge this in here?
Do you have an outlet for this?
♪
I was thinkin' ♪
Of leavin' ♪
There was no one around here ♪
I wanted to know ♪
♪
Then I saw someone who ♪
Happened to remind me of ♪
Bein' in love a long time ago ♪
♪
I know and you know ♪
That we never met before tonight ♪
Why then should I feel so right ♪
About bein' in your arms? ♪
♪
Mmm ♪
You've been good to me now ♪
And I don't wanna go ♪
Your lips are warm and familiar ♪
And you feel like someone I know ♪
♪
"Where are you?
Meet in lobby?"
♪
The Oceana Vista.
♪
Hola.
[speaking Spanish]
[eerie music]
♪
[car honking]
[speaking Spanish]
♪
[thunder rumbling]
[rain pattering]
[soft snoring]
[soft music]
♪
Violet Thompson.
♪
[gasps] Holy shit.
What happened to you, Sam?
[The Lovin' Spoonful's
"(Till I) Run With You"]
♪
Love's a surprise to me ♪
Brings out the highs in me ♪
That's not the way it used to be ♪
I used to be blue ♪
Then you showed me
that love was near ♪
And that's all I had to hear ♪
I can't believe
that dreams come true ♪
Till I run with you ♪
Now I can't sleep at night ♪
[chuckles]
Till I run with you ♪
Till I do, nothing will be right ♪
Ready?
Brutal honesty, please.
Who you texting?
Uh, someone from school.
Oh, geez.
Oh, Jesus. Okay, really?
- Sorry no.
- Is it
- [laughs]
- I mean, it's not that bad.
- Is it?
- No, no, it's good.
It's really good.
It just is uh,
what does this mean?
Uh, I don't know.
Doesn't mean anything, really.
I don't think everything has
to have a deeper meaning.
You know? It's just a drawing.
Okay, maybe, but it feels
like there's a lot in it.
And you know, even if it's
just for you to know, right?
Otherwise, what's the point?
Why does there have to be a point?
Okay, so then maybe it's a commentary
on the correlation
between the American tourism
industry and gluttony?
Yeah, okay.
Don't worry about it.
Hey, it's so good. It's you're so good.
- I love you.
- Love you too.
Do you think he might be gay?
He has a girlfriend, Carl.
A lot of my gay friends
used to have girlfriends.
Oh, what gay men do you know?
- Pat Cridel.
- Pat Cri
You are such an idiot.
- Oh, what are you
- Just stop it.
What's wrong?
Just admiring your cool.
Just jonesing on your cool.
Be you, buddy.
Okay. Weird, but thank you.
[chuckles]
[rock music playing over headphones]
I'm gonna have a little snack.
I'm okay, thanks.
What?
I thought
[intercom beeps]
Morning, folks.
We just missed that storm,
so we should have you
in Cancun in two hours.
- Oh, we're getting there.
- Mm-hmm.
[cell phone buzzes]
[NRBQ's "I Love Her, She Loves Me"]
♪
I love her ♪
She loves me ♪
And I won't leave her ♪
And she won't leave me ♪
It may seem funny ♪
That she's always on my mind ♪
That in every dream ♪
She'll always be there ♪
♪
Well, I need her ♪
And she needs me ♪
- Oh, God.
- Sh
To each other ♪
Like no one can explain ♪
♪
I'm so sure about it ♪
It's all so plain to see ♪
That she's just the only girl for me ♪
♪
Ow, son of a
♪
It may seem funny ♪
- Hello.
- [gasps]
- Noah.
- [laughing]
- I'm sorry.
- Jesus, you can't
I was just taking a little peek.
I'm almost done.
Oh.
Cool. All right, yeah.
No rush.
How did you sleep last night?
Um, I
I didn't sleep that great actually.
You feeling okay?
Yeah.
I just need to eat something, I think.
I think that can be arranged.
The, uh, buffet is open
for another half hour,
and we just got to be
at our bus to Tulum
by 10:00, so
You know, Emma,
I think I'm gonna buy myself
one of those hats today.
[cell phone chimes]
You know, like, one of those,
uh those Panama hats.
Yeah.
No.
[tense music]
♪
What the fuck?
- For you.
- Thank you.
This fell out of your purse.
It fell out, or you went
snooping in my purse?
Eh, is there a difference?
Kind of, yeah, what, do you
think I'm cheating on you?
No, but
I don't know, are you?
Using an old Razr?
Okay, then what is it?
I found that phone
in the jungle yesterday,
and it doesn't even work.
I know, 'cause
you took out the SIM card.
[inhales sharply]
- Wow.
- Just make it sense, please.
I took out the SIM card in that
'cause I put it in this one.
[soft music]
♪
This phone belonged to a kid
who went missing down here 15 years ago.
- Oh.
- Here's what I know.
It belonged to Sam Lawford,
who was this 22-year-old
college kid from San Diego,
and on December 24, 2007,
him, and his mom, and his dad,
and his girlfriend went
to this resort called the Oceana Vista.
Now, on Christmas night,
right, the following night,
Sam goes to bed, everything's normal,
everything's fine.
The morning after, December 26, 2007,
he's gone.
He completely disappeared. Gone.
No note, no nothing. Gone, gone, gone.
Now, later that day, this other guest
from the resort, Violet Thompson,
was also reported missing,
but they didn't know each other.
And the police couldn't find
a single piece of evidence
connecting them.
Are you still with me?
I yeah.
Good, because before
the police get a chance
to investigate these disappearances,
on December 27, 2007,
this once-in-a-century
hurricane comes along
and destroys the resort
after they were reported missing.
Now here's where things start
getting really fucking crazy
because after the hurricane,
this naked dead guy
washes up on the shore,
but his body is so badly mutilated,
his corpse is, like, unidentifiable.
They can't figure out who it is.
They can't even determine
what it is that killed him,
but it's definitely not Sam
and clearly not Violet.
Huh.
Two separate missing kids,
and a dead body,
and a rogue hurricane that
wipes out all the evidence?
♪
There's no explanation.
It's dead end after dead end
after dead end
until this,
until now.
♪
What are you planning
to do with all this?
I'm gonna figure it out.
I want to get answers.
I'm gonna bring some closure.
And what if there are no answers?
Well, there have to be,
because otherwise,
what is the fucking point?
- What what is the poi
- What are you okay, hang on.
What do you mean, what is the point?
♪
Don't you miss it?
Miss what?
I'm starting to forget things.
♪
Who I am.
Who we are.
♪
I don't know. I think I'm just tired.
♪
No, no, no. Wait, wait.
No, hang on, hang on, hang on.
Um
♪
Okay, look, um
what we should do is
probably turn these into the police.
- Okay, yeah.
- Right.
But what is the difference
between turning it in now
versus turning it in
right before we leave
at the end of the week?
Yeah, it doesn't make a difference.
Right, so why don't we just
see where this leads us?
♪
Don't get your hopes too high
because there's not
You know, there's a couple of photos
and then there's some texts.
- It's nothing substantial.
- Yet.
There's nothing substantial yet.
I like that positive attitude.
That's gonna help us.
All right.
This is driving me crazy. Let me just
[laughing] Stop.
This kid takes a lot of cat photos.
Oh, my God, yeah. He loves his cat.
And then that is Hanna.
- That's the girlfriend.
- Oh.
Yeah, that is
That is not a happy couple.
- Yeah, I mean, they have
- They have zero chemistry.
It's pathetic.
She sent him all these apology texts.
Oh, you don't think that
she's the one who killed him?
No, no, I don't. I just
- I bet she's cheating on him.
- Oh.
Wait, how can you tell
that someone's cheating
just by looking at a photo?
I can just tell.
And she's wearing a Juicy tracksuit.
Oh, oh, yeah, I see that.
Whoa, hey.
Did you check the trash folder?
There's tons of deleted messages.
It looks like Sam
and Violet did know each other.
Holy shit.
[soft music]
[engine turns over]
- Stay clear please.
- Stay clear of the door.
- I'm sorry, I'm sorry, okay.
- Yep.
We ready? Let's go, okay.
♪
Hello, everybody! Hello.
- Hola.
- Welcome to Oceana.
- Oh, it's pretty.
- Wow.
Oh, it's gorgeous.
- Are you good?
- Uh-huh.
- Are you sure?
- Yeah.
You've just been awkwardly quiet.
Maybe a little jet lag.
Um, hey, give me your phone.
Mine's out of battery.
We could take a selfie.
What's a selfie?
[sweeping music]
♪
So what should we do first?
Hanna, you wanna hit the pool?
Ooh, I can't wait to get in the pool.
I have to send an email to my professor.
- No, on Christmas Eve?
- Paper due.
Hanna, try to enjoy yourself.
- Whoa-oh-oh!
- Let's create some memories.
Memories of Carl and his
♪
- Hey!
- Sam!
Is she okay? Are you okay?
♪
- Hey, Dad.
- What's this, Violet?
- It's your Christmas present.
- Aw.
Hey, you look like Indiana Jones.
Sweet.
"Snakes, why did it have to be snakes?"
Hey, you gotta work on that one.
[laughs]
I got you something too,
but it's in the room.
That's okay. We can do gifts later.
So what you got on today, Pops?
I'm gonna swim with the dolphins.
♪
- Are you serious?
- Yeah, it was a good deal.
Wait, Dad, everybody knows that, like,
dolphins in captivity are, like,
mistreated and super depressed.
Well, so are we all.
I thought we were
each gonna do our own thing,
but if you want to do
something together
No, no, no, it's fine.
You swim with the depressed dolphins,
and I am well,
I have a friend in Cancun,
and we're gonna meet up halfway, so
Okay, well, be safe.
Have fun, but be safe, but have fun.
- Great.
- But be safe.
- Okay, Dad.
- Do your thing.
- Okay, are you okay?
- Yeah, I'm great.
- Yeah okay.
- I'm great.
Sorry.
♪
[mysterious music]
♪
[sweeping music]
♪
[indistinct chatter]
[speaking Spanish]
Hey!
♪
- Ah!
- Whoa-whoa-whoa!
Oh.
Oh, my God. Are you okay?
[upbeat music]
- Can't you feel it? ♪
- Yes, I feel it ♪
- When we touch ♪
- Yes, I feel it ♪
Hi.
- Can't you feel it? ♪
- Yes, I feel it ♪
- Whoa, I love you so much ♪
- Yes, I feel it ♪
Can't you feel that rhythm
right under your feet? ♪
Same old rhythm, but it skips a beat ♪
- Can't you feel it? ♪
- Yeah ♪
- Can't you feel it? ♪
- Yeah.
- Whoa, baby ♪
- Yeah ♪
Yeah, yeah ♪
[whistles]
♪
- Too much loving ♪
- Too much loving ♪
Gonna make a hole in your head ♪
- Too much loving ♪
- You find out, baby ♪
Too much loving ♪
That you'd rather be dead ♪
Too much loving ♪
Well, you rise up early
to work all day ♪
Just to meet your girl ♪