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Best show ever, Dante!

Great show!

Nice job! Beautiful.

Just let me...

Hey, uh, look, you're not allowed to be over there, alright?

Stay there.

Here he comes.

Oh, Dante!

Scream for Dante!

Oh, thank you, Dante.

Dante!

I know. I know.

Thank you, Dante!

Whoo-hoo-hoo!

Ha, ha!

He looked right at me. Did you see that?

I saw it. I saw him look right at you.

It's like we had a connection.

That was awesome.

When he sang, "The Resurrection,"

it was like everyone in the theater just disappeared.

He is so beautiful.

- So beautiful. - Totally, man.

So beautiful.

This is us.

Both of you?

Yeah.

We live on the same block, dummy.

I could, uh, walk you to your building.

What?

I mean, it's... it's dark.

So?

We gotta go.

I'm just saying, it's dark. I could walk you...

I'm pretty sure I'm tougher than you are, Ted.

Thank you for taking us to the concert, though, Ted.

Yeah. Bye!

Bye-bye.

It's Ed, not Ted.

The latest victim is Tara Farris, 20.

She's the third victim in 2 weeks.

All found on freeway off-ramps, by commuters.

Well, he's not hiding them.

An LA freeway, during morning rush hour?

He wants them found.

Quickly.

Well, they're still dressed.

That minimizes the shock value.

Maybe he's concerned for them.

Think he wants them taken care of?

No signs of sexual assault on any of the victims.

Look how pale she is.

All of them were severely hypovolemic.

Tara had less than a pint of blood in her.

Look at this. The first 2 had more than 3 pints each.

If exsanguination is the goal,

the unsub is definitely becoming more proficient.

This is new. Tara's the only victim to have a written message.

"The Liar."

The Liar.

That's strange, isn't it?

Not A liar, or just liar.

So what did you lie about, Tara?

All of the victims appear to have been strangled

and then bled out through identical wounds, in the throat.

Wait... seriously, are those supposed to be fang marks?

All of the wounds on the victims were covered in saliva.

Human saliva, as though...

Someone drank their blood.

"In all the darkest pages of the malign supernatural,

there is no more terrible tradition than that of the vampire,

a pariah, even among demons."

Writer Montague Summers.

OK, thanks.

So they've already set up a task force in Los Angeles.

This isn't their first serial case.

You remember Detective Owen Kim?

From the Stalker case.

You remember that case, don't you, Spence?

I do remember that case.

Yeah, you ever talk to, um, Lila, anymore?

You know, I think we should probably focus

on this case, right now. It's a little more pertinent.

All right, so tell us about blood-drinkers, Reid.

Human blood consumption, or clinical vampirism,

is known as Renfield's Syndrome,

named after the insect-eating character, in Bram Stoker's novel, "Dracula."

Are they sadists?

Not necessarily. Pain to the victim

is usually only a by-product.

Blood is the focus.

Renfield's Syndrome is usually accompanied

by varying levels of schizophrenia

and, occasionally, more classic cannibalism,

if the condition evolves.

Classic cannibalism.

Lovely job we have.

I will say this...

true cases are exceedingly rare.

That's comforting. Sort of.

Renfield's may be rare,

but vampires are anything but.

And there's a huge subculture in Los Angeles

of the red-drinking undead.

Why is that not a surprise?

Garcia, all these people drink blood?

Au contraire. They mostly just dress up like Prentiss did, in high school,

and play make-believe. It's all kinds of delicious.

It's not the same thing, at all. As a matter of fact,

we should refer to this unsub as a vampirist, not a vampire.

And he would be attracted to the subculture

merely for its professed worship of blood.

OK, I'm going to continue spelunking through the various online sites,

see if anything jumps up and bites me.

Thanks, baby G...

Thanks, Penelope. Stay close.

Yes, sir.

Garcia out.

You guys, one more thing... vampirists are coveters.

They almost generally always have some sort of relationship

with the victim, even if it's tangential.

And they're likely to become obsessed.

They've almost certainly crossed paths, in some way.

Whoa.

It's OK. It's just me. It's Ray.

You still in bed?

I'm sick.

Look, Dante, you're already late.

Don't call me that.

Sorry, but, man, you gotta get going, OK?

I said no.

The record company is gonna be pissed again.

Get out! If you're not...

I know you hate these parties,

but you've got to sell the record.

You can't blow this off.

It's your job, man.

And it's my job to make you go.

Do I have to be him?

You know that you do.

I'll be down in 20 minutes.

Great. I'll make you something to eat.

I'm not hungry.

What happened to you last night?

What do you mean?

After the show, you just kind of disappeared.

I don't remember.

Hi, Lieutenant Kim. Agent Jareau.

JJ, of course. I remember most of you.

Agent Hotchner.

Reid.

Morgan.

Welcome back to the left coast.

These are Agents Prentiss and Rossi.

I believe they're new to you.

Hi. Pleasure.

We already have a room set up

full of glass boards, case files,

and extremely bad coffee.

We've worked with a lot less.

Agent Morgan's in charge now. It's his show.

Long story.

I know you like to start with the freshest information

and work your way back.

So, Tara's apartment has been processed and sealed,

in case you want to go there.

And her body, along with that of the first 2 girls,

is at the morgue with an ME waiting there, for your call.

All right. JJ, get set up here,

and then hook up with Garcia.

Send her the witness information

so she can start cross-referencing with the first 2 victims.

Reid, I want you to go through all the case files,

set up a preliminary profile based on

what you already know about the psychopathology.

And the rest of us, let's find out what we can on Tara.

So, we're looking for a connection

between the witnesses.

When vampirists become obsessed,

they aren't likely to find a random victim.

If we can find a cross-relationship,

someone in all the victims' lives,

that'll be incredibly helpful.

Gina King knew Tara the longest.

They apparently had some classes together.

Let's get all the information we can on that relationship.

As a matter of fact, get me everything you can on all of Tara's friends.

All right. In the morning I'll track them down and do some follow-up.

That's fine.

Dante.

This is Jeff, from "Metal Life" Magazine.

He's writing a story on artists who cross over...

Cross over. Is that what I do, Jeff from, "Metal Life"?

Yeah, I mean, kind of. You're not totally goth, right?

That whole vampire thing you do is...

Ah, the 'vampire' thing.

Yeah, your act, you know.

It appeals to certain people.

It appeals to desperate, sad people

with, at best, a tenuous hold on reality.

Wow. Can I quote you on that?

Sure. Knock yourself out.

No, don't use that quote.

'Cause I can just get him back, we'll get another quote...

You know what, don't even bother, man. He was old news 5 years ago.

Where's the scotch?

Follow me. Listen, here's the thing,

he's not on his game, lately.

This is almost exactly like my first apartment in Georgetown.

My mom wanted me to stay on campus,

but I was determined to make it, so...

I waitressed on the weekends to swing it.

You must have been a hell of a waitress

to swing an apartment in Georgetown.

No, I sucked.

I only got by 'cause my mom put money in my account every week

and we both pretended I didn't know.

Looks like she was studying to make movies.

Rossi.

Who is this guy?

Ah.

Well, if you want to look into a young girl's life today,

you have to access her MySpace, FaceBook, and Twitter accounts.

I'll call the sexiest hacker on the planet.

I don't think he's going to print that quote.

Who cares?

You shouldn't say stuff like that about your fans.

Maybe I should just jump off.

I mean, I'm a vampire.

Maybe I could just fly away.

I don't like that kind of talk.

What's wrong, Ray,

afraid you're gonna lose your cash cow?

What's happened to you?

It doesn't matter.

Come on. We used to have fun, remember?

I don't make music anymore.

I make events.

I play a character.

You sell records.

It's not as if I exactly light up the sales charts anymore, anyway.

You're gonna sell again.

Ray, you may be the only friend I have left,

but... you're a pretty crappy liar.

Ohh! I'm so sorry!

It's my fault. It's my fault.

Let me help you.

Wow. Interesting hand.

Do you know who I am?

Yeah. I mean, you're the music guy.

This is your party, right?

Yeah, this is... this is for me, but...

I have a pocket full of what will make us both

feel so much happier.

You do?

Yeah. Let's get out of here.

Really?

Yeah. Come on, let's go. You won't be sorry.

The saliva hasn't been DNA ID'd,

but we have it going through the lab.

You can have the samples sent over to the local bureau lab

and have them rush it.

You should have something by sometime tomorrow.

I'll have it sent right over.

They're not bites.

Look at the edges. They're razor sharp.

A tooth would leave a ragged, torn edge.

I have some photos of animal bites on the table,

for comparison.

Some sort of boring instrument, then?

Very sharp and very efficient.

Well, if it isn't a bite, then the saliva

is from licking, afterwards?

Maybe. I haven't seen anything like it.

Once an unsub like this gets started...

it only gets worse.

This is Chase Manning, News Chopper 12,

over the 101 Freeway, in the San Fernando Valley.

Apparently, a second body, in as many days,

has been found near an off-ramp.

So much for keeping the media out.

Penelope?

Are we in yet?

All yours.

I always feel skeevy, going through someone's life like this.

OK, so everything looks like it's password protected,

so you might not even be able to...

You're in already, aren't you?

The password was "Cullen."

Of course.

Colon?

Cullen.

The vampire family from "Twilight."

What's, "Twilight"?

Do you ever read anything other than technical books?

Not much in English.

OK, I'll see what I can dredge.

My love is strong.

OK, thanks.

How's the profile coming?

I don't know. I never really feel ready, you know?

It'll be fine.

I am gonna go talk to Tara's BFF

before the media requests come in and it gets too crazy.

What's a BFF?

Best Friend Forever.

Should I go with you?

No. You have a profile to deliver.

I should really work on it a little more.

Reid.

What are you doing with my phone?

Derek, hey, um,

Spence is ready for the profile.

Why, yes, he is, right here.

I'll be back.

Hey.

All right, Reid. We'll be right in.

Hotch, Reid's ready with the profile.

Good.

Highway crew found her just as the sun was coming up.

How long's she been here?

Barely even cold yet.

- Hour, maybe. - "The Liar."

The same message.

Apparently, it wasn't Tara specific.

I wonder what it means, then.

The first victim on a consecutive day.

Detective Kim, can you have your crime scene techs

keep us apprised of the processing?

We're ready with a preliminary profile.

That's quick.

So's this unsub.

We aren't looking for a vampire,

in the supernatural sense, only in the sense

that this unsub has a very strong desire,

aneed, for human blood.

Now, fortunately, vampirists display several characteristics

which will be helpful in finding him.

He will have cut himself repeatedly.

It's called auto-vampirism,

essentially becoming his own first victim.

And it's the way by which he first tasted human blood.

Most vampirists are incredibly ashamed of this,

and wear long-sleeved shirts, in order to conceal it.

Secondly, there will be a long history of animal abuse,

starting with smaller animals, such as insects and rodents,

and then working his way up to larger things...

dogs and cats.

Though this is a well-recognized component

of the homicidal triad seen in other serial killers,

in the case of the vampirist, it's more pronounced.

There will, interestingly enough,

not be any animal torture, as with other psychopathologies.

The killing isn't the point, it's merely a means by which to obtain the blood.

Look hard at your animal control sections records,

as far back as you can.

They will probably have some record of this unsub as an adolescent.

This guy also most likely lives

in a poorly kept, older home.

He needs a house for the privacy, not an apartment.

It takes some time to drain a body completely of blood.

Uninterrupted time.

This unsub also, most likely, lives with an elderly woman,

a grandmother, a mother,

even an aunt.

How could you know that?

This type of mental illness,

accompanied by extreme schizophrenia,

dominates a family's entire existence.

It often leads to a broken home,

and a woman ends up as primary caregiver.

The men generally leave.

Oh, and one more thing.

This type of disorder cannot be hidden for long.

I guarantee you, someone out there

already knows this unsub is very, very sick.

You OK? You all right?

Should I... should I call somebody?

Tell me what's happening. Talk to me.

Talk to me.

Oh, my God.

I can't stop it.

I want to.

Yeah.

But I can't stop it.

You gotta help me.

I know. I will.

You gotta help me.

I will.

Are you all right?

Talk to me. I can't stop it.

Come here.

We're gonna fix this, OK?

I'm gonna fix this.

Agent Morgan, we've identified this morning's victim.

Erin Hickman.

She worked for a caterer at an event last night.

They're still there cleaning up.

Where can I find Ms. Masters?

She's right there.

Thank you.

Excuse me, Ms. Masters?

Lieutenant Kim, LAPD.

Is this about Erin?

Yes, ma'am.

Is she really dead?

Yes, ma'am. I'm sorry.

These are FBI Agents Morgan and Prentiss.

FBI?

Erin Hickman work for you?

Well, till last night. She walked out on me

in the middle of the party.

- Walked out? - All I know

is she was here one minute and gone the next.

Was it uncommon for her to be irresponsible?

Look, I don't want to speak ill of the...

She had a problem with drugs.

Excuse me.

Morgan.

We saw a poster of him in Tara's house.

Speak to me, vision.

Garcia, get me everything you've got

on a singer named Dante.

Dante, the vampire guy? I was just about to call you.

You know him?

Uh, he's the one thing that all of our victims have in common.

What do you mean?

They have cyber shrines set up for this guy.

They worship him. They're obsessed with his music.

Well, his new album comes out today, and it's called, "The Liar."

"The Liar," I know. And isn't that what was written on them?

Uh-huh.

OK, uh, all of our victims,

including the first two, were diehard fans.

Tara and Gina... that's Tara's friend...

they were practically running his fan club.

What about Erin Hickman, our latest victim?

Erin Hickman... I haven't run across that name.

OK, we need to talk to this Dante guy.

Garcia, can you get us an address?

That's gonna take a little while.

These celebrities are protected by layers of privacy.

It's like finding information on a deeply...

22423 Greenvale Circle,

Holmby Hills. GPS coordinates are uploading to you now.

And his name is Paul Davies, by the way.

Run him for a criminal record, too.

You got it.

Thanks, PG.

I'd hate to think what she could find out about me.

Oh, I prefer not even to consider it.

It doesn't look like a lot of poorly maintained

single-family homes.

No.

I hate to ask this,

but are your profiles this far off sometimes?

They haven't been yet.

This probably isn't our unsub,

just a piece of the puzzle.

Whoa.

I could get used to this.

This is definitely not poorly maintained.

One of these things does not belong.

Hey, Garcia, can you run a plate for me?

This isn't our guy, is it?

I highly doubt it.

Can I help you guys?

Dante?

No.

You're not the singer?

Dante's not my name. He's a character I play.

So who are you guys?

We're investigating a murder...

Sir! Would you mind coming in to answer a few questions?

Prentiss, what are you doing?

That car is Erin Hickman's car.

The victim's car.

Would you mind coming in, sir?

This is Elizabeth Chambers,

outside the Los Angeles Police Department,

with a story we're still developing.

The singer-songwriter known, as Dante,

has been taken into custody, by the FBI,

as a suspect, in a recent string of murders,

in the Los Angeles area.

There he is!

Dante! Dante!

What's it been, 30 minutes?

Dante, look this way!

Dante! Are you mixed up in these murders?

What about your music?

Welcome to the media capital of the world.

Oh, God.

How the hell did they get here so fast?

Who knows? They always do.

Now listen up. We're gonna have to push through.

Can you at least put a jacket over me or something?

Do you have anything you want to say?!

Any comments?

If we're gonna go, we gotta go now.

Back off!

Everybody back off!

Back off!

Back up, please! Back up!

Back up!

I'm with the FBI!

I have an official statement,

if you'll just come over here, please.

Is he gonna be OK?

He's got a gun. Keep moving.

- Right in here. - Thank you very much.

OK, this is just a preliminary investigation, right now.

A lot of this doesn't add up.

We've been wrong before.

Not this much.

The plot thickens.

He was arrested for domestic violence, 10 years ago.

How bad?

Well, Garcia was able to find the battery charge,

but it was expunged, so who knows?

Again, welcome to celebrity justice.

He's pretty agitated.

But why.

Most celebrities out here aren't used to being put in the box.

This seems more than that, though.

I don't know. These are people

everyone falls down around, defers to.

Adulation is their norm.

You know, Prentiss, that may be a good way for you to play him.

Me?

You were the one who pointed at him.

He may see you as an adversary. Have him off-guard.

So, what did you tell the press?

My official statement was that I hate Los Angeles.

What's happening?

Prentiss is gonna take the lead.

Good choice.

Remember, if he is the unsub,

he's ashamed of the disorder,

so use that to your advantage.

Tell him you can't believe

that someone like him could do this.

Right. Throw him a lifeline.

Ask him for his autograph.

Oh. Right. Right.

Adulation.

Mr. Davies. Have a seat, relax.

Relax?

How the hell am I supposed to relax?

Please sit.

I've been trying to call my manager,

but I can't get a signal.

These interrogation rooms don't usually have cell service.

Is there another phone that I can use?

I... I think there's been a really big mistake.

There's been no mistake.

I'm sure that you couldn't have had anything to do with what's happened.

Really? I mean, you're the one that brought me in here.

The police gave me some bad information.

You're not the police?

Good, she's confusing him.

Schizophrenics can't follow that.

Neither one of us is the type of person

who belongs in a police interrogation room.

Supervisory Special Agent Emily Prentiss,

Federal Bureau of Investigation.

FBI?

And, of course, I know who you are.

I'm a big fan.

Really?

Does that surprise you?

Yeah. Yeah, that's a surprise.

OK. Well, before we get started...

would you mind?

Would I mind what?

Well, I hate to ask,

but I don't usually get opportunities like this.

What the hell is this? You're no fan of mine.

You people think I'm stupid.

That kind of contradiction should completely confuse a schizophrenic.

They can't make sense of it.

Am I suspected of something?

What's the name of your new album,

the one that comes out today?

Is she...

dead? Yes.

With the name of your new album written on her.

It's a common phrase.

Is it? It seems a little odd to me.

"The," instead of, "A".

And this girl went home with you last night.

She's dead?

Can you explain that?

I... I don't...

I don't remember.

You don't remember hurting her?

No. No.

Their blood was drained.

From holes in their throats.

What?

Are you a vampire, Mr. Davies?

You can't be serious.

It's a character I play, a stage act.

You know, sometimes, things get out of hand.

No, no.

This is... this is crazy.

I don't know how that girl ended up like that.

I think I need my manager here.

You're gonna do this all on your own,

just like a big boy.

But I have the right to a lawyer.

Are you asking for an attorney?

No. I'm asking to speak to my manager,

so he can find one.

I need a phone.

I need to make a call.

I need to make a call.

There's nothing you can do, when they lawyer up, Prentiss.

Dr. Reid here.

Spence, what's going on?

The possible suspect's some sort of rock and roll star.

Seriously?

Yeah. A lot of it doesn't fit the profile, though.

Anything I can do?

There's a lot of media attention.

All right. Well, I'm already here at Gina's house,

so let me get some info and I'll be back.

Great. Thank you so much.

None of this makes any sense.

No.

Television is saying his new record

is selling through the roof. All of his stuff is.

As soon as his being questioned in an actual string of murders became public.

What do they say? Any publicity's good publicity.

What are we gonna do with him?

Hotchner.

Well, he wants to talk to his manager,

so maybe we let him make that call

and find out what that guy knows.

It's worth a try.

You sure?

OK, thanks.

- That's the lab. - Something?

The saliva samples from the victims' throats...

The DNA's from a woman.

Please don't to that.

My grandma's asleep. She's gonna wake up.

So you have to stop it.

I need to go to the yard.

Gina.

I have to go back to the yard...

Gina.

Gina. I'm with the...

FBI.

A woman? That's incredibly rare.

But not impossible.

No, but Renfield's with this type of aggression...

it almost never presents this way.

OK, we knew something was wrong.

Our profiles have never been this far off, Reid.

Go back and work it with a woman.

See if there's anything we may have missed.

You wanted to call your manager.

Can I have some privacy?

Not how it works.

Ray.

Holy hell, man, the record's going through the roof.

What do you mean?

Yeah, it's flying off the shelves.

I told you I'd fix it.

I told you.

Yeah, everything's good.

You're gonna be back on top,

Everything's gonna go right back to normal,

You can stop doing the drugs.

Ray, I'm at the police station, with the FBI.

Yeah, I know, I know. Don't worry about it.

Don't worry?

No, don't... don't worry about it.

Look, there's nothing that could be tied to you,

absolutely nothing.

It's all good, man.

Come on, let's go. Yes. Let's go.

What did you do, Ray?

The less you know about it the better.

Look, I gotta take care of this thing,

and then I'll be right back.

I'll be down there.

Let me just fix this.

Ray...

Hey, relax, would ya?

It's gonna be all right.

Did he do something?

I don't know.

What did he say?

He said he'd be down to fix it.

Fix what?

Fix this, I suppose.

But he didn't ask you what "this" was.

No.

Gina.

Gina.

My name is Jennifer Jareau.

Gina, where'd you go?

Gina...

Who the hell is that?

What kind of fan mail do you get, Mr. Vampire?

A woman... what changes, what doesn't?

Older female...

Oh, no.

Yeah.

Uh, Reid,

Uh, I found fan mail to Dante.

Vampire fan mail. It's bananas.

Obsessional?

Ad infinitum and beyond.

Tara's friend Gina...

The stuff she writes...

She... he's her God. A vampire God.

She lives for him. She said she'll kill for him.

And she fits every other piece of the profile.

Guys!

The girl Tara was with, before she died...

Gina... it's her.

Do you have an address?

Yeah. I think JJ is there right now.

Let's go.

Who the hell is she?

I'm so upset.

It's all going to go bad.

Forget that. You've got... you've got to kill her.

But, it's all going bad. It's...

Listen to me, we've got to help Dante.

We gotta help Dante again.

Dante?

Yeah.

He's... he's... he's gonna be angry.

No, no, no, no. I promise.

He'll only be angry if you don't kill this woman.

Kill this woman.

Listen,

you gotta hurt one more girl

and then you'll be able to join him in the undead. OK?

We've got to do it one more time.

She isn't answering.

Keep trying.

You don't understand!

I do. I do understand.

You just have to do one more,

and Dante will be able to live then.

Just one?

Just this one more girl

and then you can join the undead, just like we promised.

You said that Tara was the last one.

That's what you said.

You said. Now it's the other girl...

This is the last one.

The last one that you have to do,

and then you can join Dante and be the undead.

Just like we talked about, remember? Remember?

Just one more?

Just one...

Just one more.

And then yourself.

Just like he promised.

Just one... OK.

Just one.

Last one. Last one.

Take it. Go on, take it, take it, take it, take it.

Good for you.

Where did she...

Ohh!

Don't move.

Hey!

JJ?

JJ!

I'm in the back!

Mine. This is mine. It's mine. You can't...

You can't have it. Go away.

Go away.

JJ.

Show me your hands!

Let me see your hands!

- It's OK. It's OK. - Get your hands clear!

No, no, please, you have to...

No, no, no, no! No, no, no!

The blood is going bad!

Please! Please don't do this!

- Are you armed? - No, no, no.

No.

Go, go!

Hey, I got nothing to do with this.

Hey, it's not me.

It's the chick.

It's got nothing to do with me.

Has something happened?

It was your manager.

He used a fan of yours.

What?

A young girl. She'd been writing you letters

about wanting to kill someone for their blood.

I never... I never received anything.

No, he did.

And I guess he thought he could use it for publicity.

He was right.

Your new album is selling very well.

I never asked for that.

Well...

Where is he?

Your manager? He's in custody.

Is he OK? Is there anything I can do for him?

He's gonna need a good lawyer.

What about the girl?

I don't know where she'll end up.

She's pretty sick.

I'd like to help her, too, if I can.

That's all? I can go now?

That's all.

You know, all I really ever wanted to do

was make music.

And I'm not sure when that stopped being enough.

Hey, do you guys think Davies will continue to perform as Dante?

The character's probably responsible for the murder of 4 women.

If he has any conscience at all,

Dante died with them.

- Thanks. - Are you OK?

Yeah. Doctor said it'll be sore for a while,

but I'm fine, really.

I feel so bad I didn't go with you

to interview Gina.

Spence, stop, all right?

We had no way of knowing she was gonna be dangerous.

She was just a friend of a victim.

Granted, a schizophrenic friend with a sociopathic partner.

And a shovel.

Seriously, Reid, we had no way of knowing

that Gina had that type of anger inside of her.

Yeah, but she was obsessed with Dante.

I should have known that that level of fixation

can lead to manipulation.

But only when the fixation's

coupled with schizophrenia,

which we had no way of knowing.

Still, it never ceases to amaze me

how dark obsession can get.

And with a pop star?

I mean, I was obsessed with the Rat Pack,

but I wouldn't have killed for Frank or Dean.

No, you just drank whiskey and smoked cigars.

Oh, and this from the man whose favorite record

is the Beatles' White Album.

Just because Manson hijacked it

doesn't have to ruin it for the rest of us.

That's why I stick to Beethoven.

There's no chance of guilt by association.

Well, yeah?

Have you ever seen a movie called "A Clockwork Orange"?

Mm-mmm.

Writer Cyril Connolly said,

"Better to write for yourself and have no public,

than to write for the public and have no self."