At the Station Hotel, Jay doesn't like his guests to mix.
And with good reason. They are all damaged in some way, always emotionally, and sometimes physically too. Jay tries not to be judgemental, but sometimes judgement is called for. He can't say yes to everyone - only nearly everyone.
Tonight he looks on paralysed as they all sit playing a game of cards. They're playing to see who will sleep in room 207, a room that's not been slept in for 20 years.
Soon these strangers will learn a little too much about each other's secrets. Nelson, the vicious little womaniser. Jonathan, the defrocked priest who struggles with the anguish of his past sins. Susie,
the beautiful Chinese girl desperate for a reason to live. Arthur,
eaten away by thirst for vengeance, each night handcuffing himself
to his bed for fear of what he might do. And finally Greta, who came here to write a suicide note that she couldn't finish, and with whom Jay is secretly in love.
There is hunger in all of them. Talk of hidden money whets a whole new and desperate menu of appetites. Soon everyone is eyeing one another.