Last was "Seven."
"Isn't this beautiful? 200 deluxe rooms, heated outdoor pool, and a staff of caring professionals.
"I'm sorry, I'm being rude. My name is Walter Marek, I'm your resident manager here, welcome to Vacation Paradise."
"I hope you take plastic."
"We most certainly do, we elicit all forms of payments here. Now, I've scheduled a variety of stimulating activities for your enjoyment."
"Shuffleboard?"
"Water sports...Now, because the activities are extremely rigorous, we're very selective about our clientelle. We'd like to make sure they meet the requisite physical demands. So, just to get that ol' heart pounding, we thought...5 minutes in the pool with Ralph, our Director of Aquatic Activities...Enjoy!"
(Ralph screams...then dies)
"That's extraordinary. Not exactly what we had in mind, but...extraordinary. I could use a man like you, a position on my staff perhaps. We appear to have an opening! Think of it, huh? Run of the ground, free room, free meals. Anyone you can catch, kill and eat!"
"How's your health plan?"
"Ah, it's really not necessary...what's the average life expectancy, what...what? Six months? I've been here 7 years."
"And what if I say 'no'?"
"That would be very disappointing. Listen, if you gotta' go, you gotta go, I'm not gonna stand in your way. I could probably use the-"
"I'll stay...I'll stay. If you promise to hire another life guard!"