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[instrumental music]
[music continues]
[singing opera]
[singing continues]
[choking]
[gasps]
[panting]
[sighs]
[gasps]
[panting]
(Sarah) '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.
[instrumental music]
[clacking]
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.
[chuckles] 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?
[chuckles] 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.
[sighs] 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. I need 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.
[chuckles] 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.
[piano music]
[singing opera]
- 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.
[chuckles] 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.
[chuckles] 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.
[instrumental music]
[door creaks]
[sighs]
[chuckles]
[eerie whispers] 'Melissa.'
Mark?
Who's there?
Who is it?
[sighs]
"The fox barks not when he would steal the lamb."
What does that mean?
Ooh, Parkway chocolates.
These guys really are desperate.
[chuckles]
[screams]
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 my manager.
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.
[sighs] 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.
[birds chirping]
[instrumental music]
[opera music]
Hello! Mom!
[gasps] 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.
[laughs] Come on, let's fix that.
I'll give you your own key.
[indistinct chatter]
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.
[chuckles] 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.
[knock on door]
Easy, six gun, I'll get it.
[knocking continues]
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.
[intense music]
Oh, my God, I can't believe you ever let me wear that.
[chuckles] You're adorable.
Oh, peanut.
(Haley) Oh, I forgot about that.
[gasps] 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?
[telephone ringing]
Saved by the bell.
[chuckles]
[ringing continues]
[instrumental music]
Hello?
[telephone ringing]
Hello?
[opera music over phone]
Who is this?
[scoffs] That's not funny.
Hey, who was it?
It was just a wrong number.
[telephone ringing]
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.
[telephone ringing]
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.'
[sighs] Alright.
You win.
One o'clock.
One it is. I'll see you then.
Who's that?
[sighs] 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.
[opera singing]
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?
(male #1) '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.
[instrumental music]
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.
[cellphone vibrates]
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.
[chuckles]
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.
(Ryan) 'Leo, you around?'
Leo!
[sighs]
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.
[sighs] Melissa's out, Sarah's in.
[grunts] 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.'
[eerie whisper] 'Leo.'
Mr. Charles?
[instrumental music]
[eerie whisper] 'Leo.'
[music continues]
Who's there?
You come out of there where I can see you.
[music continues]
[squeaking]
Where are you?
[eerie whisper] 'Help me!'
How can I help you if I don't know where you are?
[eerie whisper] 'Over here.'
[gasps]
[instrumental music]
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?
[chuckles]
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.
[chuckles] 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.
[instrumental music]
Hello? Anyone here?
Well, this is a very trusting lot.
Hello?
Is there anyone here?
[music continues]
Wow.
This is what I came for.
Giant monster that wants to swallow me up.
I'm not scared of you.
[inhales deeply]
[singing opera]
[intense music]
[Ryan applauds]
Amazing. Truly amazing.
[chuckles]
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.
(Ryan) '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.
[intense music]
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.
[chuckles] 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?
[chuckles] 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?"
[laughs]
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.
[instrumental music]
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.
[instrumental music]
[music box plays]
Haley, you little angel.
[kettle whistling]
[music box plays]
intense music]
[door closing]
[music continues]
[panting]
[phone ringing]
Hello?
Sarah. Hey, it's Mark.
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.
[telephone ringing]
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.
[sighs] 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..
[line disconnects]
(Sarah) '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.
[Melissa chuckles]
Get out.
Oh, I'll get out, Mark, but it's gonna cost ya.
It's gonna cost you big.
[chuckles]
instrumental music]
[intense music]
[sobbing]
[music continues]
[choking]
[knocks on door]
Do you mind if I come in?
It's your theater.
I saw what happened.
I just want to say I'm sorry.
[sighs] 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.
[instrumental music]
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.
[scoffs] This is pointless.
[instrumental music]
- 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.
[instrumental music]
(Sarah) 'I guess they have to start somewhere'
but the notion that I was somehow involved
in this is off the charts.
[sighs] 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.
[chuckles] 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.
[instrumental music]
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.
[knocks on door]
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.
[instrumental music]
Hey, mom?
Are you home?
Hey, mom, are you home?
'"At the theater please come down."'
[siren wailing]
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.
[instrumental music]
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, Hey, mom. Are you here?
Mom, it's me.
Hey, mom.
(Kevin) 'Haley.'
Wow, nice digs.
[yelling]
[grunting]
[screams]
Get off me!
[exhales]
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.
[exhales]
Help me with this.
Are you gonna help me or what?
Fine.
Now what?
Boost me up.
[grunts]
You got it?
- Oh. - You got it?
Oh, my God.
[gasps]
[scoffs]
Oh, my God.
You bastard. That's my phone.
[scoffs]
[sighs]
- Help me down. - Okay, okay.
[grunts]
- 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.
[instrumental music]
[sighs]
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.
[exhales]
[chuckles]
[tires screeching]
[dramatic music]
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.
[piano music]
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?
[sighs] 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."
[indistinct chatter]
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.
(Carter) 'Copy that.'
[music box plays]
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.
[audience applauding]
[piano music]
Sarah, it's that time.
I'm ready.
You are breathtaking.
I am so scared.
I don't think I can remember the words.
[exhales forcefully] I feel sick.
Hey, you'll be great.
You're Sarah Conrade.
Let's hope this works. Good luck.
[audience applauding]
Ladies and gentlemen, Miss Sarah Conrade.
[piano music]
[singing opera]
Ray, Cleveland.
Nothing here, detective.
I'm good, chief.
Carter.
All clear, down below.
[applauding]
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.
[piano music]
[singing opera]
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.
[whispering] Play something.
[intense music]
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.
[gunshot]
[grunting]
Hurry up! He's getting away! Come on!
[screams]
[dramatic music]
- What's up? - I don't know.
Just nerves, I hope.
Let's give her a few minutes.
Alright.
[instrumental music]
Haley!
Honey!
[clanging]
Honey!
Sarah? Sarah!
(Fischer) 'Someone's hurt.'
(Sarah) 'Haley!'
[clanging]
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.
[dramatic music]
Sarah!
Sarah! Come out!
Sarah, if you don't come out, I'm gonna kill Haley.
F-fine! Have it your way!
[music continues]
[sighs]
[breathing heavily]
[dramatic music]
[gunshot]
[panting]
Oh, thank God, you're here.
Is intermission over?
It is now.
[instrumental music]