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Just you and me.

Together.

Sabian.

Hello.

Hey, I'm sorry.

How can I help you?

I have an appointment with Vivian.

Of course she's expecting you.

Follow me, right this way.

Make sure she files her last report.

Clark, what are you doing here?

Have you considered dinner with me yet?

I just.

Come on.

How about lunch instead?

You give me the same answers every time

And I'll keep giving you the same answer every time.

Welcome to Stock Gallery.

Hello, my name is Paul.

It's nice to meet you.

Eve.

Eve.

Is this gallery?

No.

Vivian Stock owns this place.

Is there anything in particular I could help you with?

I'd like you to show my clients work to Miss. Stock, Eve.

Sir, I'm sorry.

It's just we don't normally take artist portfolios.

Good.

Nothing remarkable happens when one acts normally.

Hey Vivian.

Do you think that if I had stayed young and pretty

that he would've stayed?

You are pretty.

Good answer.

So what is it that you wanted when you came in?

It's this artist.

He's incredible.

You have to take a look at this.

And he wants to show here.

Artist, the kind that you want to show,

the talented ones are nowhere to be found.

Like men.

All the good ones are taken.

Men are like artists.

They come and they go.

Now,

take the day off or I'm gonna have to fire you.

Okay.

But you should look at this.

I'm serious.

No, no, no.

I'd much rather remove a lung.

Okay, okay, let me look at this awesome artist.

Eve.

What's this?

What about it?

Oh, it says here, our company

is requesting a private room for our artist.

Where can I put this?

Right over there.

The private room, yeah, Vivian already told me about that.

We have it all taken care of.

Oh, I'm sure you do.

But he's saying he only wants the basement.

But what's even more weird is that no one

is allowed to enter

and that all of his assistants have to be blind.

Blind?

Hmm.

Your artist.

I'll take care of that.

Yes you will, thank you.

Hi Sam and I just got done if you guys wanted to.

Paul.

Well, Sam and I are done.

If you guys wanna come downstairs and take a look.

Eve was the petal in the wind

that drew me into your gallery, Ms. Stock.

Petal in the wind.

Oh, please tell me that you're single.

Men with exquisite words,

it's so hard to find.

Well, I go check on Sammy.

No, no, no, no. Come on back.

Stay with us.

Suave.

Paul, would you go check on Sammy

and Eve's handiwork for me.

Please, please.

I will inform Sabian, his art has been prepared.

Pretty name.

I didn't even know the artist's name.

Sabian is very private.

I shall check on the exhibit, if you'll excuse me.

Ooh.

Oh.

Takes all kinds.

So, what do you think?

Think it's gonna be a success?

I don't know.

It's visceral,

romantic,

sad.

A bit of dark.

Passion.

Passion?

Oui, yeah.

Messy, wet, sexual kind.

Believe me, baby, sex sells.

You look amazing.

Thank you.

You look great too.

So where's this artist?

I don't know.

I haven't met him yet.

Sabian Maynes?

Yeah.

Okay, he sounds like an Armenian rapper.

Anyway, I'll catch up with you later.

I'm gonna go look around a little bit.

It's good to see you.

Oh, and remember dinner.

Who was that gorgeous god?

That's just Clark.

Half is artwork has sold out.

Hey, I wonder if he's gonna show.

May I have everyone's attention, please.

I would like to introduce all of you,

Mr. Sabian Maynes.

I have been drawn to you.

I can feel your love, feel your heart.

Sabian, may I make a formal introduction?

I am Sabian.

Eve, I'm Eve.

So what do you think of the paintings?

They're great.

You're incredible.

What does this one say to you?

I was thinking, it reminded me of a feeling.

You have all this chaos surrounding this man

and it seems like he's being suffocated by it.

Maybe he's not escaping.

Maybe he's breaking free.

Not from the chaos.

Chaos, the world,

what's the difference?

It reminds me of this song.

"As a grace and letting go,"

"I'm not being too much of this world."

That's poetic.

What about this one?

She walks in beauty like the night of cloudless climbed

and starry skies.

The best of dark and bright, in the aspect

and in her eyes,

Lord of fire.

Yes.

Pure, unconditional love.

I dream only of her.

This painting

is about the self-destruction of herself.

The self inside that is fear.

You're born with love, but you learn fear.

To learn and destroy fear as if.

I'm sorry.

There's some questions

that I need to get back to with the reporters, I.

Excuse me, Paul?

Yes.

I'm a little bit confused.

You have a question?

Yes.

And can you excuse my being honest?

I welcome it.

You and Sabian seem

unique.

How long have you worked for him?

You think we're odd?

No, no, that's not what I meant.

What I meant to say was,

I don't know.

Nevermind, I'm sorry.

I suppose we are odd.

To be precise, at odds with the world.

What do you mean?

World hides behind the faces of perfection,

happiness and fake smiles.

Vivian.

Eve.

Evie.

Eve.

What? - Guess what.

The entire collection has official been sold out.

Wow.

Now as soon as all the payments have gotten in,

I need you to get together with Paul

and figure out how much we owe Paul,

how much we owe to Sabian, okay.

Okay, yeah. - And I want you

to do tonight.

Tonight?

Yeah, tonight.

I know

it's rather unusual,

but it's how Sabian prefers to deal with his art being sold.

He loathes protracted dealings in money

where his art is concerned.

Eve.

Can I ask a favor?

Sure.

Could you gimme a ride home?

What about Paul?

Oh he's having fun.

And I'm sure you could use a break from my moody solitude.

I don't know.

I still have to consolidate the rest of the payments

for all the art.

Please save me from these people.

Okay.

Lemme just tell Vivian.

My car's parked down the street.

So not much of a social person?

I find people boring.

Think fast.

So where's Paul?

Off doing your bidding, Sabian?

I'm calling security.

It's okay, Eve.

No it's not okay, Eve.

All right.

I've had too much drink tonight?

I'll just go.

Who was that?

Just an art critic.

Beautiful place.

You can come in, Eve.

It was one of the first houses built long ago,

back when orange trees lined in the streets

and Los Angeles had this trolley system

that the rest of the world envied.

It survived fires and earthquakes and riots,

all types of social upheavals and,

well, now it welcomes you.

Do you play?

Oh, no,

I think I only learned

like one. - Will you play for me?

Indulge me.

They say that music,

like many forms of art,

is a universal language of the soul.

I've heard that before, but,

I never really finished music school.

Most of my patrons never truly grasp

the meaning of what I do.

I think they're drawn to the suggestion of the forbidden.

Like a garden with forbidden fruit.

You know, when I was young,

a starving artist,

struggling to make ends meet,

I met a woman who set me straight.

She said,

"The creation of true physical expression"

"is violent, destructive."

"It penetrates you."

One of the things most people could ever embrace.

But if the end result compliments the living room sofa,

so be it.

So all the art, it sold.

Do you ever feel like the art that you do

takes a little something out of you each time?

You know, Eve, I invited you here for a reason.

Yes.

You heard my thoughts, didn't you,

in the gallery?

No.

No, I didn't.

There was a lot of people there

and we both had been drinking, there was wine.

I suppose that's what it was.

That was really a lovely showing tonight.

But,

it's getting late.

I really should be going home.

Thank you for playing with me.

You called upon me again.

I did not call upon you

for another painting.

Something is troubling you.

This man, Blake, I saw him again.

How was that

little street walk with Eve?

And now why Douglas is back?

He was there outside the gallery.

He heeded my warnings,

but I'm sure it won't be the last we see of him.

Not making sense to us.

The showings are starting

to get more attention from the public.

They could prove to be a problem in the future.

And we will stop him.

And we will fight him.

Together.

Prepare the ritual.

Yeah.

What the hell are you talking about, Douglas?

I just got home.

Shut up.

Hold on.

Ah.

As long as we're together,

there is nothing that can stop us.

There is nothing that can stop us.

There is nothing that can stop us.

We're not open until like another hour.

Excuse me sir.

We're still setting up.

My name is Douglas Greenwood.

I wish I could say it was a pleasure.

What can I help you with?

Stock Gallery, Eve speaking.

Yes, we've consolidated all the payments.

You can pick it up in the next week.

I'll have her call you.

Thank you.

I'm sorry Mr. Greenwood, that was a client.

All the paintings sold?

All but one.

That's part of Sabian's collection.

It was a very successful show.

What did you wanna ask me?

And the request for the private room,

as he's always done?

Do you know him?

We have a history together, yes.

I'm not obligated to give out that information.

I'm here to give you a grave warning

to stay away from that place.

It's dangerous.

I pray Sabian doesn't drag you into his hell.

Take my phone number down, 310-555-1246.

May I use your back exit,

please?

I am certainly strange to you, I know,

but I'm not the strangest person you've met recently.

I mean, we both know that.

It would be best if we kept this meeting between us.

Eve, where are you?

I'm out here.

I saw that man, walking through the gallery.

Who is it?

I don't know.

His name was Douglas Greenwood.

Does that ring a bell?

Douglas Greenwood?

No, no, he doesn't sound like any client of ours.

Hey, guess what?

We're doing another show with Sabian.

I heard.

Come on smile.

Let's go plan.

You sound distressed.

Is everything okay?

Let me assure you, things will work out.

Vivian's bank is not cooperating with her.

Can something be done?

I'll take care of it.

I wish you'd have seen a look on this fuckers face.

And then he says, "But that was our life savings."

And I gave him that thousand yard stare.

Ooh, I fucking earned that.

I want you to tell me a story, old man.

What kind of drugs are you on?

Power and true love can create.

How wonderful, isn't it?

True love is the greatest course of pain.

Our bond, it has been weakened.

It can only be broken if you

are beginning to form a bond with another.

No.

No, no that's not true.

You do not wish to break our bond.

No, I want you to work closely with Sabian.

He's already preparing his next collection

and he needs your help.

We are going to transform this place.

Vivian,

wasn't there something wrong with the bank?

Oh, didn't I tell you?

It was the damnedest thing.

The banker the hated me, he got attacked in an alley.

And apparently he's in a coma.

What?

And the banker that replaced him temporarily,

I'm going out with him next weekend.

We are going to do another show in my gallery.

My gallery.

Eve.

Up here.

Eve.

Will this one go in the new show?

Yeah, it's a series.

You know Eve, I invited you here for a reason.

Yeah.

Would you play for me again?

Play what?

Anything.

I would like to absorb one art while creating another.

This is what we created.

You drew that, not me.

Art is about cosmic energy.

Today we shared that.

We exchanged that energy Eve and this is what we created.

Eve, I'm sorry, I'm not feeling so well.

The painting takes a lot outta me.

Would you mind letting yourself out?

Sabian.

Sabian.

Are you okay?

Hey, Sabian, get up.

You okay?

What happened?

It's over, I'm okay.

It's just the painting, Eve, it takes a lot outta me.

Should I call the doctor?

No, no doctors, no doctors.

No doctors.

That hasn't happened in a long time.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

You're a mess.

You're a mess.

Look who's talking.

You're freezing.

A hand, I haven't felt such a touch

in such a long time.

What the fuck Eve?

So Eve, we meet.

Too many years without a human touch

and the poor boy is standing on fours.

It is his time to transcend.

And you think, you think you can give him more than me?

What do you know about love?

Eve.

Love. - Eve.

Eve.

Eve, it's me.

Eve. - Sabian.

I told you never to come down here.

What's happening?

You need to leave.

What is all this?

Leave now.

Tread cautiously.

Because you tread on my dreams.

It's nothing to be afraid of.

Maybe so.

But your connection with her is what is slowly,

slowly destroying us.

It is what has caused our powers to weaken, your lust.

Your lust, your lust, your lust.

Has weakened our bond.

What am I supposed to do,

for being human?

Kill, kill, kill, kill.

Kill her.

Kill her.

No wait.

She's don't nothing.

Her very existence is what's slowly destroying us.

You feel it too, I know it.

You see if you

disobey me.

Anger me.

Betray me,

and I can cause you to be very ill.

I understand.

Come now.

You have another show to prepare for.

There are ways to restore balance temporarily,

until you take care of our little problem.

Thank you so much for seeing me.

Not at all.

It's my pleasure.

Some things have been strange, to say the least.

First the critic died

and then the banker that we've been working with,

only he's in the hospital now.

And then last night, I.

You know, these things that you say don't make you crazy.

They're demonic spirits that Sabian channels

through magic rituals, voodoo possessions.

He thinks he can control, manipulate.

He's a fool, playing a dangerous game.

The spirits that move through him

and at time resides his body,

Erzuli, Mahayla.

And he's drawn to one in particular called Erzuli Freda.

Freda?

Like the painting.

Yes.

Through Freda, there are rituals that can bring forth

great success, power and wealth.

They can also be called upon to deal with enemies,

cause them harm and even death.

Yes, and I'm afraid that I'm partially responsible.

I introduced Sabian to these practices, years ago,

for reasons I will not divulge.

So you're saying these spirits were invoked by Sabian?

He wanted this to happen?

He is a horse, Eve.

What do you mean by a horse?

In Haitian voodoo,

a horse indicates a devotee controlled by a spirit.

And the rituals, the goals and object is possession.

Whereas the spirit mounts the devotee

like a rider on a horse.

You expect me to believe all this?

Of course not.

You're rational.

You believe in order

and clear hard reality.

You sound like him,

like Sabian.

I guess that's true, yes.

Okay.

So say there is some reality in what you're saying,

that would mean that Sabian's into some very evil practices.

He's a good man at heart.

He just wanted to be a great artist

and live through his art to do so.

The spirit that works through him

made somewhat of a Faustian deal.

He lives all right and he's achieved great success,

but not without offerings,

constant service,

and not without permitting himself to be consumed,

which is inevitable.

And not without, at times,

having to do some really evil deeds.

So in that sense, saving is a good man

who's a conduit of evil.

And Freda,

is she real?

Very much so.

And they've developed the most dangerous of bonds.

One that is built from the purest of love.

Love?

Wait. - Yes,

love is the greatest thing on earth.

But like all things in life, it must be balanced.

So tell me, Eve, what is the opposite of love?

Chaos,

pain.

Death.

Suffering.

So what are you saying?

In order for this bond and Freda to flourish,

sacrifices have to be made,

great pain and suffering all of them everywhere.

Instead of experiencing it they direct it on others.

The paintings.

All voodoo is an object,

some sort of material where the spells and curses

can be directed towards.

You've seen voodoo dolls, haven't you?

Yeah.

Well, in Sabian and Freda's world it's the paintings.

It's where they derive their energies.

They put curses on the paintings,

therefore causing pain and suffering to be had.

They sell the paintings

like having it strewn into the wind.

What can I do to stop them?

Can we destroy the paintings?

The only thing that will stop them

is to send her back.

Sacrifice.

Use something strong against her,

Sabian's love for her.

Weaken that bond and you'll slowly destroy her.

But how?

Seduce him.

What?

You're a remarkable young woman.

You're driven towards chaos.

This will be profoundly alluring to someone like Sabian.

Perhaps you should let seduce you.

Hey Vivian, it's Eve.

I was wondering if you can have Sammy

cover for me for a couple of days.

I'm not feeling so well.

If that's a problem, let me know.

I'll be at home.

Vivian.

Hi.

Hey Clark.

What are you up to?

I'm worried,

I haven't seen you in several days

and the girls at the gallery

said that you're not feeling well

or you're upset or both or.

Are you okay?

Yeah.

I'm fine.

I just have a lot going on right now.

I can tell something's bothering you.

What's wrong?

You know you can talk to me.

No, it's nothing, I'm fine.

Okay.

Then how about getting a bite to eat?

Have you eaten?

I haven't eaten.

Come on.

What do you say?

I have a feeling you're not gonna stop until I say yes.

That's very true.

Pick you up in an hour?

Come on.

Okay, okay.

Perfect.

Text me your address.

See you then.

Okay, bye.

That would actually be my worst.

Are you serious? - Just like winter.

It's the idea

of going under the ice. - That was your nightmare.

And trying to get back up

and not being able to get back up.

Okay. - Yeah,

that's like what you have times three.

That's like my. - Have you ever

taken her dancing?

I'm like that.

Well, we've gone dancing.

Like darts.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Hey.

Hi.

Welcome back.

You go to that place often?

Yeah.

Did you, why are you not into it?

No, I really liked it.

Thank you for dinner tonight.

It was great.

Yeah, right.

You didn't even eat anything.

So you're gonna come out on Tuesday, right?

I promise you will have fun.

It's at two?

Yeah, but we wanna leave

at like 12:30 or something.

I don't know.

The second showing in the gallery

is on Monday.

Oh come on, you'll be fine.

I could really use the company.

Eve.

More beautiful.

Every time.

Sabian, we really need to talk.

I think it's about.

Are you okay?

Sabian.

Whoa there.

Sabian had a bit too much to drink.

Wait. - Whoa.

Sabian is fine.

See, there he is.

I told you he didn't go far.

Are you okay?

You look, so.

What exactly was that about?

Step aside please,

police, police.

Step aside. - Step aside there buddy.

Someone turn the lights on.

Excuse me gentlemen.

What exactly is this about?

I'm Detective Bowie.

We are here to investigate the disappearance

of Clark Boardman.

I'm gonna need to have a few words with you.

This is a private party.

We need to ask you some questions.

Got it.

But this is a gallery opening.

Do you know who this person is?

No, I don't.

Did he attend your party alone?

I don't know.

Who's Eve?

I'm Eve.

What's this about?

Do you know this man?

Yeah.

That's Clark, he's a friend of mine.

Well, he's gone missing.

What?

I need to know everything you know.

We are supposed to go out tomorrow.

He invited me out tomorrow.

Are you two romantically involved?

No, no, it's just I.

Officer,

if this is not an interrogation,

you're spoiling the party.

Arrest someone or kindly leave.

When you hear something.

Okay?

Okay.

I am starting to fade Sabian.

She will not be a problem anymore.

Until you kill her.

Kill her, kill her.

My powers will continue to diminish.

I will not see her again.

True love.

True love.

True love, true love, true love, true love.

It's all compromised.

To restore balance again.

It will be okay.

Just you and me again.

There is nothing that true love cannot conquer.

Sabian, just you and me.

Kill her.

Sabian.

Just hold me.

I thought I saw you.

There's something I must confessed to you.

You don't need to say anything.

I already know.

I just wanna know why.

What do you know of love?

It's eternal.

That when two souls meet, together they become one.

I can feel the love in your heart.

Can you feel the deaths in mine?

I can never experience both.

What if I could?

That was Freda, that's her on the painting.

She gave me everything I ever wanted.

She made my art something

that I could have never done on my own.

Something's missing.

It was touch,

I could never experience that,

only through my heart.

All the while,

I was decaying inside.

I knew that someday I would be reunited with her.

But only in spirit.

She must know that.

She's not a human, Eve.

Human pleasures mean nothing to her.

We can end this.

I know what we must do.

Come on.

If we do this, I'm never gonna be the same.

We'll go through this together.

What did you say to him?

It's not important.

Grab the Freda painting, bring it to me.

We'll burn it above the salt of the baby.

Not without you.

Please go.

You must do this.

Ow.

Sabian.

Poor sweet Sabian.

This doesn't make any sense.

You know it's in the spirit world you dwell in.

You think that you as a mortal

will know the secrets of our universe?

Punish them.

You can't, come out unless I summon you.

Your kind do not control me.

Yes, I thought you were different.

Punish them.

I thought that you would rise above the flesh

beaming of pure energy.

To rule as my companion for eternity.

There's too much darkness.

All this death,

all this killing.

You know nothing about death.

How can you know death

when you don't even know anything about our world.

And you do?

Punish them.

Punish them.

You see the problem with your tiny little mind

is that you see yourself as separate from the universe.

You think that you're one with the world

but you don't even comprehend it.

Your brain is limited.

You cannot see the concept of time.

Today you die.

But tomorrow you could be born a little girl in 1200 BC.

You are born each time and start on each new.

Punish them.

In different times, in different bodies.

Your soul to grow into its final form

when you have learned your lesson,

then you will be blameless.

You're but an egg waiting to hatch.

What's the point of all this?

This one is over.

Choke their breath.

If it's love eternal you seek with your Eve,

then I will go to your wish.

I can show you the canvas of your life.

Frozen in time together.

For then,

may you find your love.

Locked in the painting forever.