KYLE: The maid. Rosa.
MARTIN: What did you say? The person for whom you requested my autograph?
KYLE: Yeah, she's a fan of yours.
MARTIN: I...see... She must have been gravely disappointed to learn of
my duplicity.
KYLE: Could be.
MARTIN: Hmm?
LOUIS: Here ya go! One gin and tonic.
MARTIN: Forgive me, but please cancel my order. I find I've lost my
thirst.
LOUIS: Huh?
MARTIN: If you'll excuse me...
[Summer turns and slowly walks away, head down and shoulders slumped.]
LOUIS: Man, what happened? You kill his cat or somethin'?
KYLE: Nothing.
LOUIS: Whatever you say... Well, hope you like drinkin' alone.
[Louie leaves.]
KYLE: (Guess I didn't need to say that.)
<The conversation ends. Kyle can now do whatever. He goes out into the
central hallway and sees Rosa.>
KYLE: Hey, Rosa.
ROSA: Oh, hello, Mr. Hyde. Sigh...
KYLE: Glad I inspire such high spirits. What's wrong?
ROSA: Well, Mr. Summer just came up to me and... He asked me the
strangest thing! He asked me to return his autograph. Can you believe it?
KYLE: Huh?
ROSA: Exactly! I don't know what I'm supposed to do. I can't very well
erase it...and I'm not giving him my book! I don't care if he wrote it!
And when I asked him what was wrong? And why he needed it back? He just
kept saying the same thing over and over; "You know why! You know why!"
And he was red in the face! It was like talking to a tomato, and for a
fact! What sent him over the edge? I swear I just don't know!
<Kyle hears footsteps.>
KYLE: Huh? Someone's coming... (Oh, it's Dunning. Let me guess... He's
angry.)
DUNNING: So here ya are, Hyde.
KYLE: You need me for something?
DUNNING: Got somethin' to ask ya!
ROSA: Something wrong, Mr. Smith?
DUNNING: Ya could say that! Mr. Summer just checked outta the hotel.
ROSA: He checked out? Really? At this hour? But why?
DUNNING: Hell if I know!
KYLE: So? What's this got to do with me?
DUNNING: I'm gettin' to it, all right? I thought ya might know why Mr.
Summer decided to skedaddle off!
KYLE: What?
DUNNING: I heard Mr. Summer mumblin' to himself on his way out the door.
Said he wished he'd never talked to ya.
KYLE: What? (Way to go, Hyde. This is what I get for lying to Summer
earlier.)
<flashback>
MARTIN: If I may ask, to whom did you reveal my secret? What did you
say? The person for whom you requested my autograph?
<flashback ends>
KYLE: ...Damn.
ROSA: Are you all right, Mr. Hyde? You look like you don't feel well.
DUNNING: Somethin' wrong, Hyde?
KYLE: Yeah, maybe... I gave Summer a hard time earlier. Didn't think
he'd get so upset he'd leave the hotel.
ROSA: Land sakes, Mr. Hyde! What were you thinking? He was--
DUNNING: Shut yer yap, Rosa.
ROSA: Don't talk to me like that, you old sourpuss! And why aren't you
angry?
DUNNING: Don't let it bother ya, Mr. Hyde. Truth be told, I never liked
that puffed-up fool. Guy never knew when to shut up.
KYLE: ...Really?
DUNNING: And he worried 'bout every little thing! Little mama's boy,
that one! What sorta man don't get havin' a drink and needlin' his pals?
All he had t'do was laugh it off and give ya a shot back. Am I right?
KYLE: I guess...
DUNNING: Damn straight I am!
KYLE: Well, that's what I was thinking.
DUNNING: Look at that, Mr. Hyde. You and me agree on somethin'. What
say we amble down to the bar and have a <sic> ourselves a drink? Nothin'
washes away the stress like a stiff belt, am I right?
KYLE: Sure. Why not?
DUNNING: Rosa! I'm gonna let you finish up here. I'm gonna go buy Mr.
Hyde a drink.
ROSA: Why am I not surprised?
DUNNING: C'mon, Mr. Hyde! We got a long night ahead of us!
KYLE: We do?
[Hyde and Dunning went into the bar and didn't come out until morning.]
[GAME OVER]