Bedtime Stories
[Man] I'm going
to tell you a story now.
But as any good storyteller knows,
one must first be sure
the audience is prepared.
Is everybody comfortably seated?
Does anyone need to use the bathroom?
Oh. You, sir, in the back?
Well, hold it in.
[Laughs]
You ready? Here we go.
My name is Marty Bronson.
I owned and operated
the Sunny Vista Motel,
which I established on the corner
of Sunset and La Cienega Boulevards
in Los Angeles, California,
in the year 1974.
The motel was my labor of love,
and I ran it with the help
of my children:
Wendy...[Marty] Wendy, the key, please,
for Mr. And Mrs. Dixon.
Thank you.
And Skeeter.
May I help you with your bags,
Mr. And Mrs. Dixon?
- Yes, please.
[Grunting]
You, uh, need a hand?
No, no. I got it.
[Mr. Dixon] OK.
To my boy Skeeter,
the motel was a wonderland.
Way too hyper.
The galaxy's not big enough
for the both of us.
A magical place.
[Chatter, laughter]
Full of new adventures
for a six-year-old boy.
[Laughs] Oh, Skeeter. Come here.
Skeeter loved the old place
as much as I did.
And he always tried to come up
with ways to make it even better.
I've got a lot of ideas how
to improve things around here.
an extra pair of socks in each room
because people always forget to pack
enough socks when they go on a trip.
That's a good idea.
Time for bed,
I'm meeting with Mr. Nottingham.
Wait, Dad. I'm not even tired.
Well, how about a bedtime story?
Yay!
Now, once upon a time,
there was a little boy,
and that little boy's name
was Skeeter.
Well, I could tell a pretty fair tale
when the muse was with me.
And making my little boy smile,
now, that was truly magical.
Yeah, I was a pretty good dad
and a pretty good host.
But unfortunately,
a pretty bad businessman.
Can't you read the writing
on the wall, Bronson?
This motel is sinking in red ink...
and I'm offering you the last lifeboat.
[Sighs]
I don't know.
[Nottingham]
I've seen the books, Martin.
If you don't sell to me,
you're going to go bankrupt.
Yes, well, I...
I'd always hoped this place
would be a home for my children.
[Nottingham] How about this?
If your boy works hard and shows
I'll let him run this place.
[Sighs] You promise?
Yes. Now sign the bloody papers.
That's my boy, Bronson.
Trust me, I'm going to turn this place
into the finest hotel in Los Angeles.
It's going to be uptight
and out of sight.
[Marty] And just like that,
our modest little Sunny Vista Motel...
... metamorphosized into the
mighty Sunny Vista Nottingham.
And for the past 25 years,
it has been lovingly maintained
by my now grown-up son,
Skeeter Bronson, the handyman.
Yes, though Mr. Nottingham's promise
for Skeeter to run the place
- seems to have been forgotten...
- Hiya, Pop.
... my boy always works diligently
with a hopeful heart,
still waiting for his shot.
Mrs. Dixon?
Is there a problem with her room?
Nothing you should bother
your tiny mind about.
Mrs. Dixon has been taking the nip
bottles of liquor out of her mini-bar,
and doesn't want to pay for it.
I never even touched
that evil little refrigerator.
I don't drink alcohol.
Of course.
There's probably a mix-up.
- I saw who took it.
- OK.
He had red hair and a beard.
with brass buttons.
And he stands about ten inches tall.
So we're talking about a leprechaun?
There you go.
Oh, I didn't know your brother
was in town.
So, um, here's what
Put all the missing bottles
on my tab.
Next time you see any leprechauns,
we'll tell Aspen.
She's half-troll.
I think, trolls eat
leprechauns, am I right?
[Scoffs]
She would.
in the air at the grand hotel,
and the winds of change
are about to blow our story
in a strange new direction.
But what would you expect in a hotel
founded by someone who loved
a good story as much as I?
Time is of the essence here, Skeeter.
Oh, yeah, I know. I just don't want
the big boss man to get electrocuted.
Of course.
- You fixed it?
- Let me see here.
- [Feedback]
- Yo, yo. Yo, yo.
Check, check. One, two. Come on.
Yeah, yeah. Hear me in the back?
- Whoa, whoa.
- Skeeter.
I say "Barry,"
you say "Nottingham."
- Barry.
- [All] Nottingham.
- Barry.
- [All] Nottingham.
Barry had a Nottingham
Nottingham, Nottingham
Barry had a Nottingham
Whose beard was
white as snow
[laughs] Come on,
give it up for the big man.
[Applause]
Got them warmed up for you, sir.
- It's good to see you again.
- Germs.
- Germs?
- Uh, Skeeter,
Mr. Nottingham has
developed a fear, uh...
Not a fear, an awareness...
...of germs and
how dangerous they can be
when not properly... feared, so...
I didn't shower today.
So, yeah, let me get out of here.
[Skeeter] Barry Nottingham, everybody.
- He's brilliant, him. I love this guy.
- [Barry] Welcome.
As you know, I own 23 hotels
from Berlin to Beijing.
But it's no secret that this one,
the Sunny Vista Nottingham,
is my favorite.
However, this is a 20th-century hotel.
We need something for the 21 st century.
And so, we have decided
to close this hotel
and to build a brand-new
Sunny Vista Mega Nottingham.
[Applause]
This will be the largest hotel
on the West Coast.
I simply don't understand what the fuss
is about. It's just a big building.
Oh, no, no. This is like the
future of the hotel business.
...and a top-secret theme
that will blow your mind.
Yes!
So I'm proud to announce
the new hotel's general manager.
He's been waiting on this
for a long time.
We all know how hard he works,
how intelligent he is,
how much this hotel means to him.
Take a bow, Mr. Kendall Duncan!
Take a bow, Kendall.
- God bless.
- Boo!
[Hissing]
[Man] A beautiful speech, sir.
A beautiful speech.
I'm so glad you could come.
It's great to see you.
Don't touch me.
Well done, Daddy.
Oh, oh, hello there.
Do you know my daughter, Violet?
Only by reputation, sir.
Excuse me?
No, no, not that she has a reputation.
I always heard she's very hot.
Not hot as in hot.
Hot, I meant warm...
Warm-hearted.
And she likes to go out
and have fun, festive times,
in bars, with a lot
of different guys, and...
That's the old Violet Nottingham.
Before she met me.
Now it's up to me to keep
my pooky-bear out of the spotlight
and nightclubs and tabloids.
Isn't that right, sir? [chuckles]
Violet's off to her private tennis
lesson with Roger Federer.
- Oh. All right, good for you.
- Bye, boys.
Got to say, uh...
...it's gonna be hard for me to see
the hotel move locations like this.
Well, I, I do hope you'll feel able
to come and work with us there.
Big as Kendall wants to make it,
well, there's going to be a lot
of light bulbs to change.
[Snickering]
Someone touched me.
Is there any sanitizer?
There is, sir. Come this way.
I'll get you some.
Can't be too careful, Kendall.
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