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[piano music playing]

[man 1]Eugene's career
is my responsibility.

[man 2]But I have
big plans for him.

[man 1] No.

I'm not going to let you
take advantage of him.

I only want
what's best for him,
Milos, you know that.

Leave the boy alone.

Your arrangement was with me.

Our arrangement's terminated.

Remember this, Milos.

[watch ticking]

My watch.

Our deal is done, Milos.
It expired today.

Time has caught up
with the time piece.

[Milos]When his parents died,
I took the boy in as my own.

I was the one
who nurtured his talent.

And now he's become
a very virtuoso
thanks to whom?

Thanks to his uncle,
of course. Of course.

But think back
a few years, Milos.

Who summoned me?

Stay away from him.
I'm warning you.

You're warning me?

This is gonna
hurt you, Milos.

A lot more than it hurts me.

[groans]

Ah!

Truth be told, Milos,
I never liked you very much.

[audience applauding]

Isn't he incredible?

Very impressive.

[exhales]

[Eugene] It's so strange.

A man lives so many years,
but it doesn't take
more than a second

to scatter his ashes.

Sorry.

I guess I probably should
have come up here
and done this alone.

No. I'm glad that
you called. Really.

Actually, so am I.

Of course, scattering
my uncle's ashes wasn't
exactly what I had in mind,

for a first date
after so many years.

Well, life has a way
of throwing us curves when we
least expect it sometimes.

He died so suddenly.
Did he have a history
of heart problems?

[sighs]

You know,
his cholesterol was high,
and he smoked, but...

I don't know, it just really
came out of the blue.

It has to be a shock.

Yeah.

Yeah, it's got me
a little off balance.

[groans]

What?

It's going to sound terrible,
especially now,

but Kristin, I never
liked my uncle.

I mean, he was tolerable,
but he was difficult,
he was overbearing.

I mean, ever since
my parents died,

it was like he felt obligated
to stage-manage my life.

It wasn't something I wanted.

[sighs]

I guess the bottom line is,
I feel relieved.

If there's anything I can do
for you, I'm here.

You always were.

I was the idiot
who ran out on you.

Oh, Eugene,
that was a long time ago.

No, I was a fool. I let my
parents take over my life.

No, they only wanted
what's best for you.

You needed space and time
to concentrate on your music.

Besides, we were 17,
what did we know about life?

I knew that I loved you.

You know, Kristin,

I've been thinking
a lot about you.

I mean, when I heard
you were in San Francisco,
I got butterflies.

I guess I was hoping that
maybe we could pick up

where we left off
nine years ago.

Or not.

[chuckles]

Listen to me, what an idiot.

I mean, you could be
married with three kids
for all I know.

Four.

I'm kidding.

[laughs]

Let's go grab a bite to eat,
and you can bring me
up to date

-on what you've been doing.
-I'd like that.

[Alex] Morning. Kristin
sure left early.

Yes. She went with Eugene
to spread his uncle's ashes.

Hmm.

I know that she and Eugene
were friends in high school,

-but did she know his uncle?
-[Derek] No.

His name is Milos Kadar.
He came to this country
a few years ago

to manage Eugene's career.

Kristin never met him,
but she'll be all right.

She's going to spend
the day with Eugene.

So how's it going
on the New Mexico case?

Well, not bad. We analyzed
all the data from that church
in Santa Torredo

and can't seem
to come up with any reason
for the bell ringing.

Frankly, I think
it's a hoax.

Perhaps, but then again,
spontaneous bell-ringing
always invokes

a good deal
of natural skepticism.

Unless you're
a Native American
and believe it's the spirit

of your ancestors
crying out to be set free.

I think there could be
another explanation.

-And what's that?
-Well, Santa Torredo

is the peyote capital
of the world.

All right. You sprinkle
a little bit of that
on your taco,

and you can hear
bells ringing all night.

Well, it's definitely
something we should
take into account.

-[Nick] Derek,
you got a minute?
-Of course.

Just got off the phone
with Frances Carlton.

She did the autopsy
on Milos Kadar.

Found that to be a little
strange, and so emailed
it over.

[Derek] These look like
they're made by someone
grabbing his chest.

-Yeah.
-Could be self-inflicted.

Clutching his own chest
in pain.

It's possible, but kind of
unlikely. You'd need a lot
of strength to do that.

So you suspect foul play?

[both laughing]

That was wonderful.

I couldn't believe the prices.

I know. We definitely
couldn't afford that
back in high school.

Do you like the life?

Flying around first class,
with millions of adoring fans.

[laughs]

I think you have me
confused with Sting.

I'm not a rockstar.
I'm a concert pianist.

Yes, but you're the hottest
in the world right now,
Eugene.

Come on, you were never
very good at being humble.

I sell a few tickets.

Stay in five star hotels
now and then...

I have to admit I love it,
but at the same time,

you know, it gets
a little lonely.

Even with the groupies?

Groupies? Have you ever seen
who comes to my concerts?

Hey. I came.

Yes, and I'm happy you did.

I mean, the past three years
have been a real whirlwind.

They would have been so much
better if you were there
to share it with me.

That's not fair, Eugene.

After you left, I never heard
from you. You didn't even send
me a postcard.

I know.

My parents insisted
I break off communication
with you.

I mean, they were so convinced
you were the reason I lost
my edge.

Me?

I was performing Haydn
when I was six. Mozart
when I was eight.

My talents seemed
to have no limits.

Until I was 17.

When we met.

Yeah, and I hit the wall.

And my parents saw all
their dreams and aspirations
flying out the window.

And the only thing they
could point to was that
I was distracted.

-So they pointed to me.
-Yeah.

You know, the irony is,

is that I lost interest
in playing before I met you.

And it was our relationship

that inspired me
to continue playing at all.

So how did you
regain your edge?

I honestly don't know.

I mean, one day,
I was lost, the next...

All I really know is,
the minute I started
playing Liszt,

everything changed.

Like now.
Running into you again,

I feel like things
are looking up.

Wow. What a beautiful watch.

Yeah, a gift from my agent.

Ooh.

I have to go.

I know.

Can we do this again?

Maybe.

-[clears throat]
-I'll take that as a yes.

Miss Adams, I'm Leigh Noir,
Eugene's agent.

Oh. Pleasure to meet you.

Miss Adams,

Eugene's in a very important
stage in his career right now,

and it's imperative...

that he has
no distractions, okay?

Hmm.

Well, Mr. Noir, I'm sure you
have Eugene's best interest
at heart,

but I think
you're out of line.

I think that's
Eugene's decision.

Eugene isn't always capable
of making the right decisions

when it comes to his career.

That's why I'm here.

Well, he's very lucky
to have someone like you

who's so interested
in his personal life.

You're right,
he's a very lucky guy.

Excuse me.

[piano music playing]

[playing off-key]

[grunts]

Come on.

[playing off-key]

[playing off-key]

[Leigh] You stumbled there.

Don't you ever knock?

Stumbled.

Yeah, well, I'm not a machine.

You know,
before your uncle's
unfortunate death,

he expressed concern
for your welfare should he
pass away unexpectedly.

Is that right?

That's why he asked me
to be sure I looked out
for your interests.

Well, last time we spoke,

he wanted me to find someone
with sturdier roots
in classical music.

"Sturdier roots."

The fact is, you did
just come onto the scene
a few years ago.

That's right. Just about
the time you regained
your former brilliance.

[scoffs]

Yes.

Well, we spoke
about that as well.

And Uncle Milos felt
you were riding my coattails.

[exclaims]

Riding your... Well,

I didn't realize your uncle
with such a wonderful
sense of humor.

Listen, I appreciate
everything you've done for me.

No, you don't appreciate it
at all. That's it.

All right.

Play for me.

-I don't feel like it
right now.
-Play!

[plays piano]

[playing off-key]

[playing off-key]

[playing in harmony]

[woman] What exactly
are you hoping
to find, Mr. Rayne?

I was under the impression
that Milos Kadar died
of a heart attack.

Well, it's my understanding
as well. However,
in my experience,

it doesn't hurt to dot
all the i's and cross
all the t's.

What can you tell me about
Milos, Mrs. Penrose?

Where do I begin? Well,
he pushed himself almost
as hard as he pushed Eugene.

Typical behavior
among parents and family,

wanting to live in the lights
through the talents
of their offspring.

Perhaps, he pushed
a little too hard.

-It sounds like
you knew him quite well.
-Not well.

But I'd followed the career
of Eugene since
he was a child.

One of the most gifted
prodigies I'd ever seen.

And then, when he hit puberty
like so many other brilliant
musicians,

he seemed to lose
his interest.

Obviously, he found it again.

Which makes it
so astounding.

I can't remember a case
where a prodigy in any
field lost his talent,

and then somehow
got it back, and more.

What happens to Eugene,
now his uncle is dead?

Who is going to shepherd
his career?

He has an agent. Leigh Noir.

He does an excellent job
with Eugene, but he drives
him very hard.

I think with Milos gone,
Noir may burn Eugene out.

I'd hate to see that happen.

Interesting watch.
You know, I used to...

Yeah, I used to have
one just like that,
but... it broke.

I'm sorry. I'm Leigh Noir.

Derek Rayne.
You are Eugene's agent.

-That's right.
-This watch belonged
to his uncle, Milos.

Really?

Well, I can take that
and give it to Eugene, okay?

That's all right.
I can take care of it.

-Oh.
-Thank you. Nice meeting you.

So, how do you like
living in the city?

I love it. Up until
six months ago,
I was living with my uncle.

Now I've got this really
great loft, all by myself.

Do you like living alone?

Yeah, absolutely.

You know, being by myself
all the time tends to get
a little lonely,

but, you know,
after growing up
on a piano bench,

every day's an adventure.

And I'm trying to do
all my own cooking.

Eggs. I'm very good with eggs,
especially scrambled.

-How about you?
-Hard boiled.

-That's my specialty.
-[laughing]

I meant, how do you
like living alone?

Well, I don't really,
I'm living
in the Luna Foundation.

-Yeah.
-Although,
it's a little bit isolating

because we're the only house
on the island.

So, you know, living alone
is not a natural
human condition.

I know, but does
have its upsides.

No fighting over
the remote control.

You don't have
to hang out the clothes.

You can go to bed
with a mud pack on.

Not that I know.

Well, the thought of you
covered in mud is actually
very sexy.

Hmm.

Well, it's probably
not through the segue,

but would you
like to come up?

-I mean, I can't.
-You sure?

I make a mean coffee.
Actually, have one
of two choices.

Espresso tranquilo
or cappuccino bigadolfso.

You have those backwards.

[laughs]
Not the way I make it.

Okay.

Enter.

Can I help with coffee?

No. You must trust me.

I may be new with this,

but I'm sure I can
manage a coffee.

You have a nice place.

Thank you.

This copy
of Danse Macabre
is incredible.

Can't be an original, can it?

Can indeed.

Another gift from my agent.

I met Mr. Noir yesterday.

-Where?
-After I left you.

He intimated
I was a distraction.

He had no right
to say something like that.

Yeah, I thought
it was a bit presumptuous.

Yeah, Leigh Noir
defines presumption.

-I'll speak to him.
-Don't worry, I didn't
take it to heart.

Good.

These are the woodcuts
that inspired Franz Liszt
to compose the piece

you played the other night,
the "Totentanz."

That's right. I'm impressed.
Not a lot of people know that.

Well, Liszt was such
a complicated man.

Hm-mm.

He was a genius.

You know what I find
amazing, is that a man
with so much passion

could take the vows
of chastity and enter
a monastery.

Well, that was strange.

Especially when you consider
Franz Liszt loved women.

They loved him. I mean,
they pursued him relentlessly.

Some women even died for him.

[plays piano]

This is what he wrote
to his mistress.

"I feel an eagle's claw
tearing at my breast.

My tongue is dry.

Two opposing forces
at war within me.

One leads me ever high,

while the other draws me
downward into darkness
and despair."

You're right,
that's beautiful.

It is.

So are you.

It's getting late.

I don't know about
this, Eugene.

[kisses]

This is too fast.
Don't you think?

It feels right.

I should go.

[piano music playing]

-Good morning.
-Good morning.

I couldn't resist
a little serenade.

Hmm. Well, it sure
beats an alarm clock.

[chuckles]

It's not every morning
that I get to wake up to music

from the world's greatest
pianist.

It could be, if you want it.

I can't believe
how late I slept in.

It's only eight o'clock.

But my friends
will wonder where I am.

I'm sure
they'll figure it out.

So how about
a little breakfast?

I'm sure I could whip up
some saucy scrambled eggs.

Hmm.

I really should go.

Hmm.

When will I see you again?

Well, I need a little bit
of time to sort all this out.

Okay.

Think you'll have it
all sorted out by say...
lunch?

[both chuckling]

I'll call you.

Sounds like a brush-off to me.

If I wanted to brush you off,
you'd know.

Well, good morning.

Good morning.

And how is Eugene?

He's fine.

I met his agent
yesterday, Mr. Noir.

Yes, so did I.

I found him quite

-unsettling.
-Me too.

But you know,
you can't fault
his generosity.

What do you mean?

Well, he gave Eugene
an original copy
of La Danse Macabre.

And a beautiful
antique watch.

A watch.

Hm-mm.

Did it look like this one?

Uh-huh. It's almost identical.
Where'd you get that?

The location where
Milos died. It was his.

So, now we know
where he got it.

So, Mr. Noir likes
to give antique watches,
what's the point?

I'm not sure yet.

Derek, despite your concern
about Mr. Noir,

Eugene is still
a little bit fragile
right now,

and he's a friend of mine.

So I'd appreciate it
if you didn't intrude
into his personal life

without a very good reason.

-Of course, I understand.
-Thank you.

What the hell
are you doing here?

I thought we could talk.

Sorry, but I'm going out.
I have a meeting.

I don't think
that's a good idea.

I don't think that's
any of your business.

Of course, it's my business.
We have an arrangement.

Just as I had an arrangement
with your uncle.

I'm not going to walk away
from all the time
I've invested in you.

The sooner you realize that,
the easier it will be
for both of us.

Listen, I had talent
before you came into my life.

And I will have talent again.
I can be what I am without
your help.

Would you like another
demonstration

of who's the puppet and who's
the puppeteer, Pinocchio?

-I spoke to Winifred Penrose
-Oh.

and she's going to introduce
me to Roger Mackenzie.

-Roger Mackenzie! Well...
-Yeah.

The second most powerful agent
in the field.

Mackenzie has
a very impressive roster.

More impressive than mine?

Liszt, Paganini,
Mozart, Caruso--

Listen, you've lost your mind!

Now, will you just
get the hell out of here!

Do you understand?

Yes.

Completely.

Good.

As far as I'm concerned, I...

[Derek] So tell me,
what were you able
to find on Eugene?

Born in Czechoslovakia
in 1972, but moved
to the United States

as an infant,
settling in Boston.
Here he is as a baby.

It was around age five
that he gained recognition

as a musical phenomenon,
but it was around 17
that he lost it.

Yeah. Temporarily.
Tell me about his come back.

Hmm. It happened
about three years ago,

he won a minor
competition in Atlanta,

which gave him the right to
perform with Dmitry Zubkovsky.

-The famous Russian conductor.
-Exactly.

-[keyboard clacking]
-[beeps]

This leads him
to the great hall
of the Moscow Conservatory

where against all
expectation, he wins
the formal competition.

This is also the first time
that he performs
the "Totentanz."

Then is off to Belgrade,
Berlin, London
for a banner performance,

and now, he's hot property.

Hmm.

Did you find anything
on Leigh Noir?

No. He's supposed to be
the classical world's
hot new promoter

of up-and-comers.
He gets the bucks
if not the respect.

Anything else?

No, not really.
Noir's life is shut up

tighter than a drum,
but I'll keep looking.

Good. I'd like you to dig up
whatever you can on a book
of woodcut

called La Danse Macabre.

Don't you think it's time
that we bring Kristin
into the loop?

Yes. I'll talk to her.

Okay.

-Waiting for someone,
Mrs. Penrose.
-[gasps]

Mr. Noir, nice to see you.

You should work on that
sincerity, Mrs. Penrose.

I understand that you want
to introduce Eugene
to Roger Mackenzie.

I think Eugene should
have the freedom
to make his own choices.

I disagree.

Aah!

[groans]

Sorry, I'm late.

[gasping]

Oh, my God.

[Kristin] I can't believe
that even after
our conversation

you still ran
a background check on Eugene.

Now is that because
I'm personally involved?

There are some
unusual anomalies here.

First of all, there's
the question regarding
Milos' death.

The marks on his chest.

Secondly, there's the issue
of Eugene's musical ability

which seemed to fade
and then come back
even stronger than before.

I don't see how
that's so miraculous.

Eugene went through
a low period
when his parents died.

That doesn't mean
he ever lost his ability.

I still find it interesting
that his gift seemed to return

around the same time
that he got into business
with his agent.

Yes, I agree.
But maybe Mr. Noir actually
knows what he's doing,

and he's helping Eugene.

I think you're grasping
at straws, Derek.

I just got of the phone
with the police,

and Winifred Penrose,
the musical director

at the Conservatory was found
dead an hour ago.

-What?
-Let me guess, heart attack.

[Nick] Apparently.

[knocking at door]

[Kristin] Eugene?

[knocking at door]

Come on, Eugene,
I know you're in there.
Open the door.

Are you all right?

Eugene.

Hey. Talk to me.

I lost it.

You lost what?
What's happening?

Well, everything
was coming together,

now it's just all
falling apart, all right.

What is? Tell me.

When Uncle Milos died,
I thought it was an accident.

But when I saw Mrs. Penrose
today, she was dead.

All right,
that was no accident.

What's going on?

I'll show you.

[playing off-key]

See.

[playing off-key]

Kristin, it's just happening
again, all right.

-Okay, why don't
you explain--
-God!

-Eugene.
-What?

-I really want to help you--
-Well, you can't, all right!

One day, three years ago,
Kristin, I sat down
on this piano

my parents were dead,

and Uncle Milos
was at his wit's end,

[sniffles] and I
just wanted to quit.

I sat down on this very same
piano, bent these very keys,

and that one day,

and every day, until now,

my hands could
not make a mistake.

My head could hear
every note crystal clear.

I could anticipate
every subtlety,

and every nuance.

I could play again.

And all this happened
at the same time Leigh Noir
came into your life?

Yes.

Well, what did he do, Eugene?
How did he help you
make your comeback?

It's very complicated.

I guess you could
say he gave me
a certain inspiration...

which is now gone.

[Derek] Is this
from Danse Macabre?

No. Evidently,
Holbein created
several woodcuts

that weren't included
in the book.

[Derek] "Testing a man
whose time has run out."

Sound familiar?

I found another one
that's interesting.

Now this is the only woodcut
were death is actually beaten.

Guess they dropped it
in the book because they
thought it was too upbeat.

Have you heard anything else
about Mrs. Penrose?

Frances said that she had
the same five bruises

or at least, very similar
to the ones that was found
on Kadar's chest.

[cell phone ringing]

Hello.

Derek, it's Kristin.

Um... Listen, I'm really
worried about Eugene.

He's having some
sort of a breakdown.

Can you bring him here?

I don't think so.

We'll be there
as soon as we can.

[off-key piano music playing]

-Derek will be here
soon, Eugene.
-He can't help me.

[Leigh] Eugene's right.

Poor Eugene.

No one can help him now,
but yours truly.

Eugene, she's quite lovely.

Get out!

Eugene...

You know, I was hoping
you'd come around.

I have. I'm getting on
with my life.

Even if it means,
I never play
the piano again!

Well, that could be arranged.

[groans]

[blows]

First time's the lesson,
second time's for real.

What are you?

Well, you might say,
I'm the man behind the man.

I pull the strings.

Why can't you
just leave him alone?

Well, because that's not
the deal, okay.

You see, Eugene gets talent
beyond his wildest dreams

and he becomes everything
he wants, and more,
and in return,

and I get 10% of the take
and an equal share

of the sensual pleasure.

What do you mean?

Well, I live through
my brilliant charges.

Their fire is my fire.
Their passion is my passion.

Their triumphs
are my triumphs.

Their conquests, well,

you remember the other night,
when the two of you...

I have to say that...

Well, I have to say that
it filled me with a certain...

Yeah, rapture.

I don't believe it.

You're sick.

You ain't seen nothing yet.

It's over.

I won't have you
feeding off of me anymore.

Eugene, I don't think
you're strong enough to walk
away from the bright lights

and the adoration.

You wanna feel my emotion?

Hmm?

You wanna feel my joy?

My elation?

How about my pain?
[screams]

[yelps]

No! Don't!

[screams] My hunger!

What are you doing?

Something I should have done
a long time ago.

Eugene, I forgot to mention,

I don't handle
disappointment
very well.

No! Leave him alone!

Eugene, no! [cries]

Eugene.

[gasping]

No.

[crying]

How could you do that?

Well, you saw what happened.

It was his choice.
But luckily,
there's no shortage

of prodigies out there
dying for a break.

Just last week, I heard
of a 14-year old
violin virtuoso in Buffalo.

Guess I'll need
a warmer coat.

Well...

I guess it's just you and me.

You can't run, Kristin.

You can't hide.

[grunts]

-Kristin.
-Kristin.

[Derek] You okay?

[grunts]

[Nick yells]

[grunts]

[groans]

[screams]

It stopped.

[Kristin crying]

It's okay.

[Kristin]The promise of love
is a seductive force,

a heartbeat away from lust.

But the greatest seducer
of all has nothing to do
with love.

For nothing is more
tempting than the promise
of fame and adulation.

It cost Eugene Kadar his life.

But his music
still haunts my soul.