All language subtitles for Stage.Fright.2017 (1)

I'm just so tired.

I understand.

And so the nightmares continue.

Like a tightly wound clock.

Why do you think that is?

I don't know, you tell me.

Plainly you're still traumatized
by your experience.

It sticks to you like tar.

Even the sleeping meds
have stopped working.

Oh, we can look into that.

What? More pills?

It's only a temporary solution.

We'll get this all sorted out
in time, trust me.

Well, you're in luck.
I've got plenty of time.

Have you thought about
getting back on stage?

Back to what you really love?

It might help.

I can't.

- Of course you can.
- No, I can't.

Why not?

Because I'm afraid.

Do you understand?

I'm afraid of every dark corner.

Of every little sound.

I'm afraid of my own shadow.

But you're safe now.
You're in no danger.

Is that true?
I mean, how do you know?

The man who stalked you.

The man who attacked you..

...he's dead.

Well, is he really dead?

I mean,
they never found the body.

The river swept him away.

And the bullets..

No one could have lived
through that fall.

- I lived.
- Sarah..

Come on..

I don't want..

...to be afraid.

It's a beautiful collection.

Oh, really, you've heard it?

Yeah, it's one of my favorites.

Were you thinking of buying it?

I don't know, uh, maybe.

It's hard to find anything new
in this section.

Yeah, there are no new classics.

Well, I suppose you're right.

Um..

Have you... heard this one?

That's a little dark.

Okay..

Uh... how about this?

That's hardly a classic.

Don't sell yourself short,
Miss Conrade.

You were great.

Thank you, um..

Uh, Kevin. I work here.

I have all your CDs.

I've seen you perform
three times.

Ah, so you're the one.

You should have never
stopped performing.

A voice like yours
should never be silenced.

You should sing again.

Wish I felt the same way.

Oh, I-I'm s-sorry
if I'm outta line.

Can I ring that up for you?

Sure. Why not?

Come on. I'll give you our
"Special Friends" discount.

Oh, now you're spoiling me.

Okay, thank you.

Uh... you know I know
you're super famous

and everything, Miss Conrade,
but the store requires

that I check a driver's license
with each credit card.

- Of course.
- I know, it's stupid.

- No, it's okay.
- It's-it's the management.

They don't trust any of us
not to do something careless.

I just have to see it once,
that's all.

It's really not a problem.

Oh.

Here you go.

Alright.

Okay, here you are.

Hope you enjoy it.

I'm sure I will.

How much clearer
do I have to make it, Mark?

I have decided
not to perform here.

I do not perform anywhere for
free.

In fact, I don't even know
why I'm here.

And take my name
off the marquee.

You can't just walk out on me.
We have a deal.

Don't threaten me.

It won't work.

Come on, Mel.

This theater is perfect for you.
It was made for opera.

Just take a look at this venue.

Millions of dollars
in restoration.

It's the grand re-opening.

It's historic
and it's all for charity.

Charity? You know
who needs charity, Mark?

I do. Ineed charity.

Please, Melissa, we've already
put it out there

that you're performing.

A voice like mine
won't last forever.

I can't afford
to give it away for free.

Look, everyone
who's anyone will be here.

The publicity alone
is worth its weight in gold.

You've got to be kidding me.

I don't need publicity.

And why would anyone
come to this theater anyway?

They'll come. They'll come
because you're here.

Check out these acoustics.

Come on! Just give it a try.

As your accompanist,
as your manager..

...as your friend, Mel,
I'm begging you.

Alright, manager

but then I want out of here
and it's gonna cost you lunch.

Whatever it takes, come on.

"O Quante Volte."

But that was Sarah Conrade's
signature piece.

Damn right it was.

Now, hear it
as it really should be sung.

- What the hell is going on?
- What's wrong?

There's someone in my eye line.

Someone is moving.

I'm sorry if I startled you,
Miss Ameia.

Oh, no, it's fine.
You just made me jump.

Again, I apologize. I'm Ryan
Charles, I own the theater.

Oh, well, it's very beautiful.

- I thought we were alone.
- We are.

Although we do have
a few resident ghosts.

Ghosts! I don't scare easy.

You just broke my concentration.

I understand, I have to admit

I was pretty star struck
when I heard you were on board

for the re-opening
of my theater.

Well, if my schedule permits.

It is, after all, for charity.

Exactly.

How would you like to see
the stars dressing room.

See how we've restored it.

- Mark..
- Uh..

Yeah. Yeah. Go have a look.

Ryan and I need to talk
for a moment anyway.

It's right down these steps.
You can't miss it.

Your name's on the door.

Presumptuous, Mr. Charles?

Uh, hopeful.

So, what do you think?

Yeah, she's a tough cookie

but I think she'll come around.

And besides, I already leaked
the advertising.

Melissa.

Mark?

Who's there?

Who is it?

"The fox barks not
when he would steal the lamb."

What does that mean?

Ooh, Parkway chocolates.

These guys really are desperate.

Melissa, please.

Get away from me!

Come on, Mel, baby..

Don't touch me. Don't talk
to me, don't even look at me!

It was an accident,
things happen.

Not to me, they don't.

And don't "Mel, baby" me.

I know what happened
to Sarah Conrade.

What does Saran
have to do with this?

You were her manager

and she had
a complete nervous breakdown.

And now you're mymanager.

At least you were
three minutes ago.

- What?
- Goodbye, Mark.

I'll call you.

That doesn't look good.

No. No. It doesn't.

But... she'll come around

I think.

There were no candy boxes and no
flowers in that dressing room.

I know. I just looked.

Yeah, try telling her that.

So, now what?

Who can you get on such short
notice that means anything?

Well... only one person
comes to mind

but it's a real long shot.

We have a kind of

complicated... history.

Well, "Any port in a storm,"
as they say.

Hello! Mom!

Haley!

You scared the life out of me.

Sorry about that.

Made better time
than I thought I would.

Only took me, like, two hours.
There was no traffic.

That's okay, honey. I'm just
a little jumpy, you know.

I know. I should have yelled
first or something.

Did you put your things
in the house?

Of course not. Every single door
is locked tight.

That's not an entirely bad idea.

Yeah, unless
you wanna get inside.

Come on, let's fix that.

I'll give you your own key.

I still don't understand
why you insist on

living out here all by yourself.

Well, this is our home.

Where else would I live?

You don't need
all of this space.

I'm only here
a few weekends a month

and ever since dad left, it just
feels like a big empty cave.

Yeah, but it's my cave
and it's almost paid for.

You're too far from town, mom.
I don't like it.

You're a worrywart, Haley.

This place is like a fortress.

It's like a prison.

Oh, is this what
you came home for?

To lecture your poor,
old mother?

I'm not lecturing you but I do
worry about you way out here.

I can take care of myself,
young lady.

Wait, a gun in the bread box?

I keep them hidden
all over the house.

Seriously, how many?

- Enough.
- "Enough?"

Enough.

Easy, six gun, I'll get it.

Hello.

Hi. Is Sarah Conrade home?

Um, I don't know.
Can I help you?

She left her phone
in the record store today.

I guess it dropped
out of her purse.

She didn't say anything
to me about it.

Oh, maybe she hasn't
missed it yet.

You're Haley, right?

Yeah, that's right.
How, how did you know my name?

Anyone who keeps up
knows that Sarah Conrade

has a young daughter
named Haley.

It's in all the bios.

Oh, right. Um..

Well, hey, please, come inside.

Wow.

Sorry. It's an old house.

Hey, mom?

Who was it?

Afternoon, Miss Conrade.

What are you doing here?

Oh, you left your cellphone
at the record store.

I must be losing it. I didn't
even notice it was gone.

It must have fallen
out of your purse.

Thank you, uh, but how
did you know where I live?

Oh, well, you showed me
your driver's license.

I guess I just remembered
the address.

I hope you don't mind,
I mean, that was the only way

I could get a hold of you.

Uh, no. It's alright.

But lucky me, I guess.

Please, let me get you something
for your troubles.

Oh, no, no. Please,
it's-that's totally unnecessary.

I just wanted to get your phone
back to you, that's all.

Well, isn't there something
I could do for you?

Um.. How about an autograph?

Here, mom, sign this.

- Oh!
- Oh, yeah.

That would, that would be great.

Oh, uh, okay.

Alright. There.

Oh, wow. Perfect.

Uh, thank you again.

No. Please. Thank you, Sarah.

So, are you planning on seeing
any of your friends tonight?

No. I think I'd just hang out
here and bug you.

That is, unless you have
a hot date planned.

Oh, sorry,
I cancelled all of them

when I heard
you were coming home.

Then it looks like
you're stuck with me.

Oh, my God, I can't believe
you ever let me wear that.

You're adorable.

Oh, peanut.

Oh, I forgot about that.

Look how young were.

Such a heart breaker.

Just a kid.

A kid who could out-sing
any adult.

- A diva at 18.
- Aah..

Such a shame.

What?

I think maybe success
found me too early.

Okay, now, don't start blaming
your marriage on your success.

Those two things had nothing
to do with each other.

Says you.

Yeah, says me.

A real man would have handled
things differently.

He was such a coward.

Please don't talk
about your father like that.

He might be my dad,
but he was never a father.

Come on, Haley.
Your father loves you.

How the hell would I know that?

Because I get a card from him
once a year that says so?

Sure.

He's a very busy man.

Yeah, very hard
to keep track of.

Okay, let's not do this again.

Come on, can we talk
about something else?

Saved by the bell.

Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

Who is this?

That's not funny.

Hey, who was it?

It was just a wrong number.

Aren't you going to answer that?

No, that's probably
that wrong number again.

Uh, well, if you're not
gonna answer, then I will.

No, Haley, don't.

Mom, what's wrong?

Nothing, I just, uh..

I can't do
with any distractions right now.

W-whatever you say.

Come on.

Let's go put that old scrapbook
back in the drawer

where it belongs.

What do you want? Who is this?

Easy, Sarah, it's Mark.
I'm sorry if I called too late.

No, it's fine. I just,
I thought it was a wrong number.

Well, no such luck.
Listen, I need to see you.

Something's come up.

- Mark, please.
- Lunch tomorrow?

DiPaolo's? My treat.

- No.
- Come on.

I have a royalty check for you.

A big one.

I can hear you thinking.

Alright.

You win.

One o'clock.

One it is. I'll see you then.

Who's that?

It was Mark.

Mark, as in Fairweather Mark?

I'll admit it was a bad decision

getting involved with him, but..

...I needed someone
and he was there.

Don't worry, it's long over now.

Then what was that all about?

Money, Haley.
That's all it's ever about.

So, I wanted
to give you this in person.

Wow! You weren't kidding.

That ought to handle Haley's
college bills and a lot more.

I'm sure it will. Thank you.

Don't thank me. You earned it.

Every penny of it, but..

...you deserve so much more.

Those are very kind words, Mark

but I don't require any more.

Sarah... I need you.

I'm... I'm in a real spot here.

I need you to headline
the grand re-opening

of the Riviera Theater.

Perform again?

Mark, you already know
the answer to that.

Excuse me.
Your other guest, sir.

Ryan, right on time.

Thanks for the invite.

You must be Sarah Conrade.

Um, I'm Ryan Charles.

Pleased to meet you.

Ryan owns the Riviera Theater.

Grab a seat.

If I'm not intruding, I..

Uh, no, please,
I was just about to leave.

Excuse me, Miss Conrade?

May I trouble you
for an autograph please?

- For the restaurant.
- Of course.

Thank you.

So, you own the theater now?

Thank you.

Yeah, as a matter of fact,
we're just now planning

our big re-opening.

We're gonna be a performing
art center for the community.

Well, I'm sure
you've done a great job.

You know,
you should come down and see it.

That's alright.

I will give you
a grand tour personally.

What are you afraid of?

Thank you for lunch.

Well, listen, if you
should change your mind, uh..

Thank you.

Just think about it.

What am I afraid of?

I am not..

I am not afraid.

I'm not afraid.

Ryan, I'm sorry.

I've, I've tried everything.

She's hopeless. And a whack job.

You know, if she ever
stepped back on that stage

it would make music history.

It would sell out in a day.

Let me put my thinking cap on.
See what I can come up with.

It's her.

Sarah?

Alright, Mark,
I've been thinking..

...and I'm gonna do one show.

But I'm doing it for me
not you, understand?

Whatever you say, babe.
And you won't regret this.

Yeah, but you might.

I've got so much ring rust,
I need to change my hair color.

You can rehearse in the theater
all you want, whenever you want.

- Just say the word, it's yours.
- Yeah.

Good. I'll get
the details from you later.

I just wanted to let you know..

...I'm not afraid to perform.

I know you're not.
Alright, talk soon.

- What?
- She's in.

Yes.

Hey, what's this?
I ordered champagne.

Cheers.

Leo, you around?

Leo!

You in here?

I'm right here, Mr. Charles.

Y-you called me, Mr. Charles?

Yeah, I sure was.

Sorry, I didn't hear you.
It's a, it's a big theater.

Well, I'm just glad I found you.

Now, listen, I need you to
take care of few things for me.

Whatever you want, Mr. Charles.

I want you to take this
and place it

on the star's
dressing room door.

Get rid of the one
that's on there now.

What should I do with it?

I don't care. Throw it away.

Melissa's out.
Sarah Conrade's in.

Anything else?

Yeah. Uh, make that dressing
room immaculate.

- Fit for a queen.
- Right away, Mr. Charles.

Hey, Leo, please,
stop calling me "Mister."

- We're all family here.
- Okay, Mr. Charles.

Melissa's out, Sarah's in.

Leo, you did a too good a job.

Miss Ameia doesn't wanna leave.

I'll fix you, alright.

Just need a scraper, that's all.

There you are.

Candy.

Leo.

Mr. Charles?

Leo.

Who's there?

You come out of there
where I can see you.

Where are you?

Help me!

How can I help you
if I don't know where you are?

Over here.

I like that one.

It's always been
one of my favorites.

Really? You like it?

I've always been
a little jealous of it.

Why?

Because I see
the way you hold it.

Don't be silly.
It's only a dress.

You can have it
if you really want it.

I hate to be the one
who comes between you two.

Besides, you're gonna need it.

Well, I don't think so.

It's just one night.

That's what you say now.

What, you doubt me?

It's a doubting world,
Miss Conrade.

You might just start
liking it again.

Besides, didn't you say
the guy who owned the theater

was uber handsome or whatever?

I did not!

I said he was good-looking.

Besides, he's probably
already taken.

Yeah, what makes you think so?

Well, he's attractive and rich.

That type doesn't generally
stay on the market long.

Unless they want to.

Maybe he's just waiting for
the right girl to come along.

Really? The right girl?

That's what I said.

Someone beautiful and sensible

and world famous.

Someone like you.

Love advice from a teenager.
I think not.

So said the eye-candy
to the spider.

I appreciate the pep talk, Haley

but I'd hardly call myself
eye-candy.

Hmm. We'll see. Good luck.

What? You're leaving now?

It's a long drive
back to campus.

I mean, the traffic, you know?

I know.

I'll be back in a few days.

What? Can you afford
to take the time off?

I can't miss this.

Some things are more
important than school.

Hello? Anyone here?

Well, this is
a very trusting lot.

Hello?

Is there anyone here?

Wow.

This is what I came for.

Giant monster that wants to
swallow me up.

I'm not scared of you.

Amazing. Truly amazing.

Thank you,
but I was just warming up.

I didn't think anyone was here.

Oh, I just came in.

And not a moment too soon,
I might add.

I thought I saw
someone up there.

Really?

It's probably just Leo.
He's our handyman.

He's known to be on the quiet
side when he wants to be

but, um, I'll speak to him.

No, no, it's fine.
I just wondered who it was.

Well, I'm so glad
you decided to come down.

My theater is your theater.

Thank you.

I do love music.

I really never
wanted to give it up.

I mean, with your voice
that would just be crazy.

Crazy..

Yeah, I-I just, I didn't mean it
like that. I'm so, so sorry.

I, um...
Did I just put my foot in it?

No, but I think I did.

You know, I tell you what,
why don't I show you

your dressing room,
you can decide if you want

anything changed..

I'm sure it's fine, Mr. Charles.

Don't call me Mr. Charles.

You're starting
to sound like Leo.

You've done a remarkable job
restoring this old building.

Thank you, I think so.

And like any 90 year old theater

we have our fair share
of ghosts.

Sounds spooky.

Oh, don't worry,
I'll protect you.

Maybe I'll protect you.

- Well, your eminent domain.
- Ah.

Wow. It's so beautiful.

So..

Quaint?

I was gonna say pandering
but, yeah, quaint works.

I want you to be happy
while you're here.

I like your style.

How did you know roses
were my favorite?

Have you been reading my bio?

I'm embarrassed to admit,
those aren't mine.

I told Leo to make your room
fit for a queen.

I guess he took me literally.

"Whoever loved
that loved not at first sight?"

Well, Leo the handyman
must be a pretty popular guy

and a Shakespeare fan.

Alright, Ryan,
I could be happy here.

Good. It has everything you need

even comes with dinner.

Dinner?

If you agree.

So Haley is 19, at her first
year of state college.

Oh, I-I just, I guess I thought
it maybe something Ivy League.

Oh, well, she could have gone
anywhere she wanted

but she felt like she needed
to stay close to home.

Guardian angel.

My support team.

I was on stage
when her father took off..

...leaving a 14 year old girl
alone in an empty house.

- Well, that's rough.
- No kidding.

He ran off with my understudy,
if you can imagine that.

He was cheating on me
with a girl

whose one job in life was to be
ready to take my place.

Now, that's irony.

But that's not why you retired.

I'm sure you've heard
all about it.

An obsessed fan began
stalking me a few years later..

...but when the police
set a trap for him..

...he tried to kill me.

Well, I'm glad he failed.

He came that close.

Oh, my God,
that-that's terrible.

They caught him, right?

They shot him.

He fell into the river

and the water
was moving pretty quickly.

They never found his body.

I had a complete meltdown
and it just

seemed best for everyone
if I retired.

Well, Mark never gave up on you.

Mark and I were together
for a while

romantically,
but when everything went bad

he-he moved on
as fast as he could.

Within a month he started
hooking up with Melissa Ameia.

But maybe that's gone
sour now, too.

It's amazing how fast
you can desert a sinking ship

if you want to.

I've never seen anyone
so beautiful

described as a sinking ship.

Haley, you little angel.

Hello? arah. Hey,.

Uh, I tried your cell
but you're not answering.

- Sorry, it's on vibrate.
- No worries.

So I heard you looked over
the Riviera theater today.

Pretty sweet, huh?

Look, it's been a long day.

Can we talk about this tomorrow?

No, no, tomorrow's too late.

They're throwing a little press
soiree for you at six o'clock.

I need you to be there.

- Mark..
- It's in your honor.

You can't say no.

And besides, we can fit in

a little rehearsal time
afterwards.

I don't know.

Wear something chic,
your public demands it.

I guess I asked for it.

Yes, Mark.

Mark? Mom, it's me, Haley.

Oh, hi, honey.
Uh, I thought it was him again.

He's calling a lot lately.

- Stop. It's all business.
- I hope so.

I just wanted to let you know
I got back in one piece.

That's great.

Oh, and, uh, thank you
for the lovely gift.

Gift? What gift?

Anyways, I got to run.

Oh, and I left that house key
you gave me.

I must have put it down
somewhere and forgotten it.

Haley.

I know, I know, I suck.

Just leave it under the mat

and I'll be home in a few days.

- Love you, mom.
- I love you, too.

Oh, Haley about that gift..

So, yeah, if you'd like
a proper photo shoot

my manager is here,
you can talk to him.

We could maybe set it up
for tomorrow?

That would be wonderful.

Exactly how many years
has it been

since you've performed
for a live audience?

Uh, it's been three years

but it's as though
no time has passed.

Then, there's no stage fright?

Stage fright?

- No, none at all.
- Thank you.

Thank you.

You look radiant in that dress.

Kevin.

It's as if time
has stood still for you.

Thank you. How did you wrangle
your way into this party?

Uh, the record store
is one of the show's sponsors.

It was just a small ad
in the back of the program

but it was enough.

How nice.

I have all your CDs.

- So, you said.
- Even the bootlegs.

Well, I hope you didn't pay
too much for them.

Oh, they were worth it.

I had to have them.

The live performances
are always the best.

Well, I have to agree with that.

Did you like the roses?

Excuse me, Sarah,
I want you to meet the mayor.

Mr. Mayor, I want you
to meet Sarah Conrade.

- Hi. Pleased to meet you.
- Well, well.

Just like old times.

- Melissa.
- Isn't that right, Sarah?

Old times.

Only this time
you're pickin' up my scraps.

Seems you have me at a loss.

Really? Well, then let me
enlighten you.

All of this,
all of this was my gig

before I found a dead rat
in my dressing room.

But it's good
to know there's always

another act close by
if you need one.

Melissa, that's enough.
You've had too much to drink.

I'll let you know
when I've had too much, Mark.

And, Mark, why
why don't you admit it?

You never wanted to build
this show around me.

This wasn't all just
smoke and mirrors

so you could get Sarah back.

You wanted to scare me off

and it worked.

Bravo!

Well, th-that's not true.

Of course, it's true, sweetie.

I'm better than you'll ever be
and you know it.

But all these people,
all these people are anxious

to see if Sarah Conrade

has another mental breakdown
on stage.

That's what they wanna see.

That's something
I couldn't give them.

I don't do drama.

Mark? What...

It-It's not true,
Sarah, believe me.

Why don't you ask Ryan?
Ask him if it's true.

They're all hoping that you have
another freak out on stage.

But don't worry,
it's good for business.

Get out.

Oh, I'll get out, Mark,
but it's gonna cost ya.

It's gonna cost you big.

Do you mind if I come in?

It's your theater.

I saw what happened.

I just want to say I'm sorry.

Why?

Everybody gets
what they want right?

Look she's just jealous
and a little drunk.

I'm sure she'll regret
her actions soon enough.

Yeah, but is it all true?

Maybe, some of it.

But you have to remember
you've told people

to stop calling you that

you were through performing.

Nothing hurts like the truth.

Well, I'm glad
you changed your mind.

I wish you could convince me
of that.

I was very happy to hear that
you decided to perform again.

It's only one night.

True, but it's a start.
How does it feel?

Feels good. Except..

What?

Except I keep thinking that

like, someone doesn't
want me to come back.

It's more than a feeling.

Strange things
have been happening.

Well, little things.

What kind of things?

Well, when I came home
the other night

I closed the door
and I latched it..

...and then later
it was wide open.

Are you absolutely sure
that you latched it?

Yes, of course.

I think so.

Anything else?

The phone rang..

...and when I answered..

...there was just
this song playing.

Lots of automated phone systems
play music when they're on hold.

It was my voice.

Was it really?

Or do you think maybe you just
believed it was your voice?

It was over a telephone.

I know the sound
of my own voice when I hear it.

This is pointless.

- What's going on?
- Sarah, thank God, you're home.

What are you doing in my house?

I didn't want everybody
standing around outside

you know, the neighbors.

Well, how did you get in?

The door was unlocked.

- That's impossible.
- It was.

Miss Conrade, Detective Fischer.

I'd like to ask you
a few questions.

- Okay.
- Do you know this woman?

Yeah, of course, I do.

- You argued last night?
- Why?

She insulted you
in front of your friends

and in front of your fans?

She was drunk.

- Now she's dead.
- Dead?

We found her SUV
near your house.

- She had been suffocated.
- Oh, my God.

What? You don't think
I had something to do with it?

No, no. Of course not.

They just have to talk
to everyone who was there.

You didn't like each other?

No.

She took your boyfriend.

What? That-that's crazy.

I had to tell them.

Had to tell them what?

What, that you dumped me
for her?

That was three years ago.
Who cares?

I-I didn't kill anyone.

County registrar says you have
several firearms in your house.

Can I have them?

Now.

I guess they have to start somewhere

but the notion
that I was somehow involved

in this is off the charts.

They're grasping at straws.

I know, but you should have seen
the way they looked at me.

Like they were expecting me
to bust out

with some kind of confession
or something.

They're looking
for an easy target.

I wonder who did this?

I wonder what happened?

I don't know. You know it's
probably a robbery gone wrong.

They'll figure it out.

But right now what's important
is that you take a step back

and not let this
get into your head.

It's easy for you to say.

Well, trust me.

I got the third degree as well

we all did.

But we need to focus
on the show.

The show? What, are you going
through with it?

Yeah, I have to.

I can't afford
to lose my leading lady

after waiting my whole life
to find her.

I don't want to sound ghoulish

but this is better
than a full page ad.

What a way to reopen.

Melissa's been murdered
and our star

is a person of interest.
Could it get any worse?

Maybe we could add
a second show.

Oh, please come in.

Good afternoon, Mr. Charles.

Detective Fischer.
Have you found out anything?

Maybe.

Nice jacket.

Thanks.

You're missin' a button.

Oh. Yeah, I must have
caught on something.

I think you did.

We found this
on Melissa Ameia's SUV.

Back seat floor.

- Well, it can't be.
- It can be and it is.

You're gonna
have to come with us.

Whoa, hold on a second.

I don't think we need the cuffs,
right, Mr. Charles?

- Of course.
- This is ridiculous.

That button could have fallen
off anywhere.

Someone might have planted it in the car.

We thought about that.

Now the lab will have to decide.

Let's go.

Mark, call my lawyer.
Call Sarah.

Don't worry, I'm on it.

I'll get the door for you this time.

Sarah, Ryan's been arrested.

Hey, mom?

Are you home?

Hey, mom, are you home?

"At the theater
please come down."

Thanks for coming down
in such short notice.

You know, I tried calling Leo
for a ride

but I can't seem to locate him.

Oh, please this whole thing
is my fault.

Yeah, well the police
don't think so.

Trust me, there's something
going on here

and I am in the middle of it.

You saw how Melissa
behaved the other night.

I'm sure there's more
than a few people

that would love to see her dead.

Maybe, but that list
looks pretty short right now.

I have an idea, come on.

- Hey.
- Excuse me. Um..

Yes, can I help you
with something?

Uh, I hope so, um

I'm looking for someone who
works here, a guy named Kevin.

Kevin Winstead?
What do you want with him?

Is he here today?

- Ah, he quit.
- Quit?

Yeah, just a few days ago,
he just, up and quit.

No notice. He went to lunch
and never came back.

Damn.

Do you have an address for him?

I, I mean, I really shouldn't.

It's important.

You know, his final check
is in the outgoing mail.

I can't really give you his address

but if you just happen to see it.

- Thanks, Stan.
- You got it.

Hi.

Sorry, miss, we're all sold out.

Um, I'm not here for tickets.

I'm Sarah Conrade's daughter.
She asked me to meet her here.

I haven't seen her today, but
you can try her dressing room.

Steps are on the either side
of the stage.

Um, thanks.

Hey, mom. Are you here?

Mom, it's me.

Hey, mom.

Haley.

Wow, nice digs.

Get off me!

Hey-hey, maybe we should call
the police.

And tell them what?

We're both suspects
and one of us is out on bail.

Besides, it's only a hunch.

I know, but what if you're right?

Well, if I am,
then we're both off the hook.

Now, come on.

I know this guy's been
following me. I'm sure of it.

- Well, no one's home.
- Good. Let's go inside.

What, w-wait a minute.

Sarah, we shouldn't
be doing this.

This is breaking and entering.

Help me with this.

Are you gonna help me or what?

Fine.

Now what?

Boost me up.

You got it?

- Oh.
- You got it?

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

You bastard. That's my phone.

- Help me down.
- Okay, okay.

- Anything?
- Plenty.

He installed a tracking app
on my phone and look at this.

He was copying my handwriting
using the autograph I gave him.

I guess you're right.

Who do you think
this is meant for?

Haley.

Let's get back to the theater.

Come on, princess, keep up.

Come on.

Now don't worry, Haley.

I don't wanna hurt you. I just
can't have you in the way.

Please, please just let me go?

I will when the time's right.

I just need you
to convince your mother to..

...you know, do the right thing.

What do you want from me?

Nothing. Just patience until
she knows how sincere I am.

Afternoon, Mr. Charles.

Is my daughter here?

She came in a little while ago
with a note from you.

I told her
where your dressing room was.

And she didn't come back?

Not since
I've been sitting here.

Okay. Call the police.
Detective Fischer.

Have him come down here
right away.

You go down through that side,
I'll go this way.

- Alright, be careful.
- You, too.

Yeah.

Something happened.

Haley was here.

Well, she's not here now.

Come on.

Mark.

Where have you two been?

Carol didn't tell you?

Carol? No, I came
in the talent entrance.

Haley's missing.

What? Are you sure?
I thought she was in school.

Well, she was,
but she was coming home today.

She wanted to be here for me.

She came in the theater,
but never left.

Well, then she must
still be here somewhere.

Sure but where?

Thank God, you're here.

I got your call.

I didn't expect
to see you so soon.

What's up?

Uh, my daughter is missing
a-and I know who took her.

When was the last time
you saw her?

Wh.. A few days ago,
I'm telling you, he took her.

- Who?
- The man who killed Melissa.

Alright. Slow it down for me.

Who do you think
is behind all this?

His name is Kevin Winstead.

He forged this note

to Haley to lure her down here.

He installed a tracking
application

on Sarah's cellphone.

I'm pretty sure he's been

to my house.

Alright. Have you searched
the theater?

Yes, of course.
There's no sign of her.

We'll look again.

He has a shrine to me
at his house.

My photos, my,
my clippings, he..

He knows everything about me.

How do you know that?

I just do.

He-he told me.

Okay.

I'll run a check
on this Winstead guy.

Is there anything else
you know about him?

Uh, where he works?
His home address?

Yeah, I think so.

Not a lot of space
for someone to hide here.

I told you she's not here.

Could she have gotten
out of the back way?

I came in
through the talent entrance

but it was locked
from the inside.

You're seeing everything.

People don't just disappear.

Right now let's see what we can
dig up on this fan of yours.

I'll put out an APB on him
and your daughter.

- You got a photo of her?
- Of course I do.

There wasn't much
to dig up on Winstead.

So far this man has managed
to go most of his life

without leaving
any kind of a footprint.

Then what are we gonna do?

We've got surveillance
on his house.

If he shows up we'll get him.

That's not good enough.

That's all we have
for right now.

Which is why your show
must go on tonight as planned.

What?

It's all about you
coming out of retirement.

That and him meeting you at
the record store the other day.

I-it triggered something.

You made him realize
you're accessible.

Look, I don't know if he,
if-if he loves you

or if he hates you,
but... if he's gonna make a move

tonight would probably
be the night.

That is way too dangerous.

Sarah's been through enough.

I realize Miss Conrade
has been the victim

of a violent crime
prior to this.

But if we're gonna draw Winstead
out, it has to be tonight.

I gotta do it.

This might be our only chance.

There must be another way.

We'll station plain-clothed cops
all around the theater.

Let's hope he takes the bait.

"Love goes by haps..

Some cupid kills
with arrows, some with traps."

Quite a crowd.

Yes, it is.

You should have a 100 nights
like this one.

Yeah, at what cost?

I'm just worried
about Sarah right now.

What if he's out there?

Alright, let Miss Conrade know

she's good to go
in five minutes.

Copy that.

Miss Conrade, five minutes.

Thank you, officer.

It's show time.

Are you sure
if that psycho bought a ticket?

Well, if he didn't, he's going
to miss one hell of a show.

What she opening with?

"O Quante Volte."

Her signature piece.

Isn't that the one
she was attacked for singing?

I know. I know.

Fischer thought
it might be just the thing

to send our boy over the edge.

Yeah, like that's a good thing.

Why don't you start the prelude,
I'll check on Sarah.

Okay.

Sarah, it's that time.

I'm ready.

You are breathtaking.

I am so scared.

I don't think I can rember
the words.

I feel sick.

Hey, you'll be great.

You're Sarah Conrade.

Let's hope this works.
Good luck.

Ladies and gentlemen,
Miss Sarah Conrade.

Ray, Cleveland.

Nothing here, detective.

I'm good, chief.

Carter.

All clear, down below.

Now I know
why she drives men crazy.

Anything?

I've got men inside and one on
every door that leads outside.

If he's in here,
he's not gettin' out.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Are you alright?

Yes. Just give me five minutes.

Okay, of course.

Ladies and gentlemen, we will
have a brief intermission.

Miss Conrade will be back
shortly.

Play something.

What happened?

You were doing great.

Oh, God.

I've waited... for years

for tonight
and now you've ruined it.

Where's Haley?

Don't worry.
I'll take you to her.

And then
we can all go away together.

Well, I-is she alright?

She's fine.

Just... tied up for the moment.

Come on, I'll take you to her.

I'm not going anywhere with you.

Have it your way.

If you don't, Haley dies.

Just like I've died.

Every time you've kissed... him.

Ryan?

You have it all wrong.

He doesn't mean anything to me.
It's you that I want.

I think I know true love
when I see it, Sarah.

Now, let's go,
before I change my mind.

This music box
is such a beautiful gift.

You really like it?

It holds everything
so perfectly.

Now don't move.

Sarah, I wouldn't hurt you.

I love you.

And maybe

you don't love me now

but you can learn in time.

Don't move or I'll shoot.

Why are you so afraid of me?

I'm not afraid.
Now, where's Haley?

Please!

Please.

Let me show you.

Hurry up! He's getting away!
Come on!

- What's up?
- I don't know.

Just nerves, I hope.

Let's give her a few minutes.

Alright.

Haley!

Haley!

Honey!

Honey!

Sarah? Sarah!

Someone's hurt.

Haley!

Oh, thank God!

Oh, my God.
Baby, are you okay?

Mom, he caught..
Oh, my God!

- Mom, look out!
- What?

Please, don't make me do this.

Sarah!

Sarah! Come out!

Sarah, if you don't come out,
I'm gonna kill Haley.

F-fine! Have it your way!

Oh, thank God, you're here.

Is intermission over?

It is now.