I've left you three messages already.
Just call me back or we're going with the understudy.
Stop smiling when you're dancing. Seriously.
Alright! That's it. I'm done. I'm done waiting. Lucy, you're up.
Let's take it from the top of 'Twenty Seven'.
I want all the technical cues, Kurt. Everything.
Places, everyone!
Let's move!
♪ Another night of 27
♪ Another night of girl alone... ♪
The coffin should be lowered. Yes. Check the lid. Quickly.
♪ A different girl would love my life... ♪
It's the curse.
Can we save the theatrics for the actual production?
It's a bit of broken glass. Let's move on.
Kurt, lower the coffin.
Alright, let's pick it up from the entrance of the 27 club.
In five, six, seven and...
♪ Oh, Amy, to make you heard
♪ To every little piece of your heart
♪ You're losing with the high coming down
♪ After kissing the sky... ♪
Beautiful.
♪ Never mind how much it pains us
♪ Here we are, go on, entertain us... ♪
♪ Born to light their fire
♪ You can't exactly just retire... ♪
Subtitles by MemoryOnSmells http://UKsubtitles.ru.
So majestic. Yeah.
Hello. Hey.
Uh... you've got the wrong theatre. Is it?
No, this is the Premiere. But you want the Princess.
No, we want the Premiere.
This is 'Lost Soul'.
'Hot Jazz, Cold Fusion' is at the Princess.
We're here to clean up a crime scene.
Oh, you're the cleaners? God, I'm so sorry.
Because I thought you were...
'Cause there's show on at the moment.
Hello. Anyway, thank you.
Hi. Thanks.
Thanks for the referral, Peter.
Oh, you'll like this one, Nic, Charlie.
Like?
Oh, I thought would be professionally interesting.
Leading lady of 'Lost Soul', the Amy Winehouse musical,
murdered in the bowels of the theatre.
You always liked the theatre.
Who was she? 27-year-old Linda Di Biasi.
27.
Ironic, huh? It's not ironic, Peter.
I'm referring to the 27 club.
The age that Amy Winehouse died. Kurt Cobain. Jim Morrison.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, but you don't mean ironic. You mean coincidental.
Ironic would be if she was burnt to death by 27 candles.
Follow me.
Alright, just leave this stuff here.
So this is hell. Mm.
In Elizabethan theatre,
the area under the stage was always known as hell.
You've got half a degree in backstage areas, have you?
PhD in backstage areas, Peter. What happened?
Looks like there was a struggle
that ended with our victim copping a fatal blow to the head
somewhere around here.
Then she was dragged back over here
and hidden behind these curtains while the lift was up.
Then she was caught between these folding supports
when the theatre tech lowered the lift.
Well, she couldn't have been dead for very long before the...
There wouldn't be this much blood. No.
The time of death we think was around 9:00am.
The lift came down about quarter past.
So what are you thinking?
I just an interesting chat with Kristen, the hairdresser,
about Jim, the director.
Seems he was sleeping with the understudy.
The hairdresser thinks
he was planning to replace the leading lady with her permanently.
Apparently she told our victim about her little theory,
so we're thinking she might have confronted the director
and/or the understudy.
Have you got all that?
Hairdresser tells leading lady about affair with understudy.
Got that. Thanks, Peter.
How long until we can begin rehearsal again?
Now, I realise this is a shocking situation
and the timing could not be worse, but this is the theatre.
We open in a matter of days, not weeks.
Days.
And we are so far behind schedule, it's not even funny.
We lost our stage manager to influenza last week.
The choreographer has gout.
We've had freak motorscooter accidents,
lights falling from the gods and now...
this.
How long?
We appreciate your predicament, Jim.
But it's important we do this properly,
so the sooner we get these guys started,
the sooner they'll be out of your hair.
Oh, I'm sorry.
Oh, no, no. That's fine.
I didn't see you.
Can I help you with something?
Um... just...
Is it family?
Linda's husband.
He's just arrived.
Oh, God. How terrible.
I can't imagine.
It must be very painful.
How are ya? Hello.
How's it... going?
Uh, it's going well.
It's going well. Thank you.
How are you going?
Oh, I don't want to hold you up.
I just need to know when it'll be done so that I can...
fix the lift.
Well, it's an elaborate process.
This...
coffin's just the tip of the iceberg, really.
Down here there's blood and the splatter.
And also a lot of filigree work inside the machinery.
So it could be quite a while yet.
Waiting.
I dunno.
Maybe four or five times.
Uh, yeah. Totally.
There was blood everywhere.
No, no. She was already dead.
I know.
Well, she was always on the blow.
I know.
I think so.
I mean, it freaked me out but...
Um, listen, I should probably get back in there.
OK.
Yep. Bye.
Hey.
What, Lucy?
Did you want me to come and see you about the wigs?
You know where I am.
Something's not right here, Charlie.
I was in the ladies and the understudy came in.
Lucy. Lucy came in. She was on the phone.
She was saying that Linda was always on the blow.
On the blower? On the phone. OK.
No, on the blow.
Cocaine. Oh, OK. Right.
And then the hairdresser came in. Kristen.
And then suddenly Lucy was all sad and, "Ooh."
It's just not right. Mm.
She's all happy and giggly
and then when she knows someone's watching she's all, "Ooh."
Then I was coming back from the van
and I saw the director, Jim, on his own crying.
He didn't think anyone was watching.
Now, why would he be crying like that if he killed Linda?
Just gut feeling.
He's not our man.
He's not a man? He's not our man.
Well, I'm our man.
And then I was in the backstage area...
Hi.
You must be Mr Di Biasi.
Tom.
I'm Nicola Buchanan and this is my husband, Charlie.
We're very sorry for your loss.
Thank you.
Um...
the police said that Linda was badly injured, but...
Why is there so much blood?
Uh...
Well, she was caught, um...
in the scissor lift and the technician didn't realise.
Just wanted to come down and see where, um...
Do you think that strange?
No. No, not all. No.
If there's anything that we can do.
Thank you.
Actually, sorry.
There is something.
Um...
I can't seem to find my wife's wedding ring.
I searched the dressing room and it's not at home
and the police said that she wasn't wearing it.
And I thought maybe if you guys come across it.
Of course.
We'll find it.
OK.
Um, it is very similar to that.
Right.
My card there.
OK.
It would mean a lot to me to have it back.
I, uh...
I think Linda took it off because, um...
I think she was having an affair.
You were just very definite about it, that's all.
I don't think you should give people false hope.
I know. But what else can I say?
Well you could say, "Tom, you seem like a very nice person,
"but the chances of finding your wife's wedding ring
"are next to nothing."
What the hell is wrong with you?
What?
You don't think we've had enough bad luck?
Spin.
Now swear.
What?
Swear.
Shit. Again.
Shit. Now spit.
Now clean it up and don't whistle again.
No wonder we're cursed.
Well, you've got to admire their commitment.
Don't. No, I'm being complimentary.
No, you're not. You're making fun of them.
It's not funny. Well, it's a bit funny.
I don't discount the idea of superstitions.
What? You don't believe in ghosts, do you?
I might.
Really?
Nic, let me tell you something.
For every so-called curse,
there is a perfectly logical and rational explanation.
Now, as I leave through this door,
I'm attacked by a man in a cape and a mask.
Oh, there he is.
Hey, mate.
Sorry about that mix-up before.
Oh, no, no. It's perfectly understandable.
I didn't put the two together. No, no, no.
I'm often mistaken for a chorus boy.
So, stage door manager. Yes.
You in charge of all the entrances and exits in the theatre, yeah?
Yes. Yeah.
So, what, it's just this one here, the front entrance,
those two there, that one over there?
Oh, a few loading doors and stuff, but I keep them all locked.
OK. Yeah.
And this morning, what? You were out at 9:00am?
9:00am, right out here. Wow.
You know, it's not most exciting job, but, uh...
it pays off.
Yeah?
First thing this morning,
one of the guys in the ensemble has come screaming around the corner...
hit something, gone flying.
Ooh.
Came off the scooter, busted ankle.
That's nasty. Nasty.
Thanks, Brian. Nice talking to you.
You too.
Um... meet me in the forbidden forest.
I'm talking to you, Nicola.
Charlie?
I am the ghost who loves you.
Where are you?
Here I am, Nicini.
How did you get in there?
It goes all the way up to street level.
There's an exit trap.
It's actually very similar to the vomitoria
used by the Romans in the fourth century.
So that goes all the way to the street?
Yeah.
So it didn't have to be someone from the theatre.
Anyone could have slipped in and out and killed Linda.
And if she was having a secret affair...
Well, if she was, then someone went to an awful lot of trouble to keep it a secret.
Did you touch this?
I didn't even see it. Where was it?
In the tunnel. Right next to the vent that leads into the theatre.
You sure you didn't touch it? No.
Actually, I put my hands all over it.
This is my first time at a crime scene and everything.
I'm an idiot. You've gotta forgive me.
We're going to need access to the tunnel and the understage area.
You guys can come back tomorrow to finish up.
Charlie. Mm-hm.
What were you doing in the manhole?
Well, I was talking to Brian
and I noticed the manhole cover wasn't quite flush with the road,
so I thought, "I'll look into that.
"Crack this case wide open."
That's all.
Well, aren't you clever?
He really is.
What are you doing?
Well, we know the scooter accident wasn't the result of any curse,
so let's rule out the falling light, shall we?
You see, here is a pretty standard screw-on clamp,
so it's common or garden human error or...
as the French might put it,
"Ah, yes, sabotage, I think it might be."
You know?
Hello.
What are you doing?
Oh, um... uh... Nothing, I...
Charlie's a design buff.
Yeah, yeah. Unusual interest in...
These fasteners. Look at that.
Yeah, well...
we don't want anyone touching that stuff.
It's expensive. Sure, sure, sure. Absolutely.
Understandable. OK.
Thanks.
Do I invoice extra costs because you have to go back tomorrow?
No, we're just going to have to wear it.
Oh, that's not fair.
Must be awful, if you had to leave the scene.
Oh, we also have to clean out the wet vac after dinner.
Why?
Because your auntie very kindly
promised the husband of the woman we've been cleaning up
that we'd find a missing wedding ring.
Why?
Well, that's another very, very excellent question.
Well, he was so upset.
He just lost his wife and she'd been having an affair and he asked.
Who was she having an affair with?
Well, it could have been anybody.
The theatre is a hotbed of hotbeds.
It must have been someone who knew the ins and outs of the theatre,
you know, most likely someone involved in the production.
Although, a very clever fellow happened to find an exit tunnel,
so it really could have been anybody.
Good for you.
Money's on the director, but I don't know.
He seemed genuinely upset to me when I saw him.
Then again, this is the theatre.
The theatre, sir!
He could have been acting, is what I mean.
It might have been that handsome doorman, Brian.
Gee, he's handsome. Is he?
Yeah, he's so handsome. Is he? I can't tell.
Or it could have been the leading man.
Um, you might know him, actually.
He's from one of those reality talent things.
David Foote.
Oh, yeah. He's alright.
So, what have we got here, then?
Spaghetti bolognese.
Ah! Good.
You know, I must say I really enjoy being back in the theatre.
What do you mean, "back in the theatre"?
Oh, in high school I was always treading the boards.
Seriously? Mmm.
Yeah, I was really considered quite the triple threat.
You know, I don't talk about it much but, you know,
I've got quite a set of lungs.
Mmm.
Ooh, am I getting, um, am I getting nutmeg?
No. No?
Mmm, very nice, either way.
Charlie? Mm-hm.
What was that look over dinner when I mentioned that I sing?
There was no look. No, no.
Just my regular face.
Well, you... you like my singing, right?
Ooh, I think we got something there.
Just here? Yeah, yeah, yeah.
I feel something. Mm-hm.
Yes.
Aw.
Would you want my ring back?
Not if you were having an affair, no.
Well, maybe she was trying to end the affair
and that's why the lover killed her.
Yeah, but why use the tunnel?
Obviously he didn't want to be seen,
but what was he trying to frame somebody in the theatre?
Hello. Hi.
We found it.
Would you like to come in?
Oh, no. Thank you. Absolutely.
Yeah, yeah, sure. That would be great. Thank you.
I don't know what to say.
I'm...
I can't thank you enough.
There's really no need.
No, no, no. And you just have.
You're not in the business yourself?
No, no.
Closest I ever got was being an usher at the Princess Theatre
in my uni days.
I decided to tell the police about the affair.
That must have been so hard for you when you found out.
Well, I'd been in denial for a while,
but I've known for a long time.
I found a packet of condoms in her purse.
We didn't use them, so...
Did you know the man involved?
No. No?
No. I didn't want to know.
I always figured that she'd make her way back to me someday.
Of course I didn't think that, um...
She never had a bad word to say about anybody, Linda.
Except maybe the director.
She didn't seem to like him very much.
Didn't think he was very talented.
No-one did, apparently.
Except the understudy.
Linda was convinced they were sleeping together.
She said that the show was cursed.
I think she might have been right.
Can we leave?
We should probably...
Yeah, yeah, yeah. Absolutely. Yeah.
I really can't thank you enough.
They're going to do a tribute at the theatre, actually.
This Friday. Aw.
Yeah, it'll be nice.
You're both more than welcome to come if you want to.
Well, thank you, but Friday's...
We'd love to, wouldn't we? Would we?
We could do. Yeah, we could go.
Great. Yeah.
Oh, thank you.
Aw.
You know, you're a fine person.
I wouldn't have ever even bothered looking for that ring.
Oh, you found it, Charlie.
Well, I'm glad you forced me into helping you.
I'm glad to be out of that house too.
It smelled like the inside of an old lady's purse.
So have you been here all night?
More or less.
Any luck?
We got a partial print off the torch.
Nothing else in the tunnel, but we got the tox report back.
She was coked to the eyeballs.
Also had a word with the husband last night.
Apparently the wife was having an affair.
Poor bastard was gutted.
You don't look surprised.
Oh, he mentioned it yesterday
when he asked us to look for Linda's ring.
Hard to imagine how she could have cheated on him, isn't it?
I don't think anyone can ever really trust anybody else.
Stuff happens.
It's human nature.
Hearts get broken.
You should probably blink more
because you can get dry eye if you stare like that.
I can't believe they didn't find anything else in that tunnel.
What's the most likely scenario?
Try me.
OK, if Jim and Linda hated each other so much, why was he so upset?
Unless it was a love/hate thing. He was actually in love with her.
Wasn't Jim sleeping with Lucy?
Maybe it was love triangle with Jim and Linda and Lucy.
So Lucy did it?
Was she consumed by jealousy?
Professional and personal jealousy, yes.
Well, she gets rid of Linda, she gets the guy and the lead role.
Well, it's 'All About Eve', isn't it?
Anne Baxter, Bette Davis. 'All About Eve'. 1950.
No, I haven't seen it.
Fasten your seatbelts, it's going to be...
I can't do Bette Davis.
I can do Christopher Walken.
Fasten your seatbelts,
it's going to be a bumpy ride.
I still haven't seen it.
OK, you need to stay still so I can actually secure it.
I know it's uncomfortable,
but you'll just have to put up with it.
Hold still!
Excuse me.
She's tough.
Well, it's the theatre, Charlie. You know, it's tough.
Give up right now.
Somebody? Help!
Somebody?
Help!
You never told me you were funny.
Help!
I... Can you breathe?
Pen. What?
Pen. EpiPen. Alright.
It'll be in her bag. Get it out.
Is this yours? Is this your bag?
What does an EpiPen look like? It's like a tall, thick lipstick.
Got it, got it, got it. Good, good, good.
OK.
Don't worry.
I did a St John's course almost... to the end.
And you're OK.
No, I'm not.
You know I'm allergic to latex.
You did this deliberately. You're trying to kill me.
That's not true.
You should just concentrate on breathing.
Just in through the nose.
Out through the mouth. You never liked me.
I tried to reach out to you.
Oh, for God's sake.
How was I supposed to know you had an allergy?
I've been doing this for years.
I've never come across a latex allergy.
Actually, it's more common than you think.
It's very, very common in hospitals.
I'm telling Jim about this. And the police.
Psycho.
Kristen must have known about Lucy's allergy.
If Lucy was carrying an EpiPen,
she must have mentioned it to someone at the theatre, surely.
Could you please pass the pappadums?
Maybe that someone didn't pass the information on to Kristen.
Or maybe someone else was trying to get to Jim
by wiping out his leading ladies.
Some failed actress or someone he rejected for the part.
Did you know there was no moisture in the tunnel?
I went all the way from street level to the theatre entrance
and there was no moisture anywhere.
So how did the mud get on the bottom of the torch?
Could you please pass the pappadums?
And why leave the torch behind?
If it was the killer's, why didn't they go back for it?
There are tunnels like these all over Melbourne.
Or under Melbourne, I suppose.
Fascinating story. Fascinating.
They were built after the rebellion in the goldfields.
Charlie?
Do you think I can sing?
Of course you can sing.
You sing all the time.
No, I mean, do you think I'm a good singer?
Let me tell you something, honey.
You...
you are many, many, many things.
You're a multifaceted glittering diamond, as far as I'm concerned.
You're beautiful. You... you can dance up a storm.
You're the love of my life and you cook really interesting food,
but the fact of the matter is...
you're no Kathy Perry.
Honey?
What else have you lied to me about?
I haven't lied to you about anything, I just...
I mean, I just withheld certain facts to...
spare your feelings.
Yeah, lying by omission is still lying, Charlie.
There must be tons of things that I do
that you don't like that you've never mentioned.
No, nothing.
You're right. There's no moisture in here at all.
No, there isn't.
What's that? What's that?
Turn off your torch. Turn off your torch.
Charlie!
What?
Who was that? Was that the killer?
No. Was it?
No, no, no. Because think it through. Think it through.
The killer doesn't come back to the scene of the crime, you know.
That's... that's a nonsense.
And this door goes to the theatre.
This is the scene. This is the scene of the crime.
This is the theatre. It wasn't... it wasn't the killer.
It wasn't the killer.
Who was it?
It was the owner of the torch.
It was the owner of the torch and the owner of the torch...
came...
from there.
Oh.
What were they doing here?
After you.
We're just like the Hardy Boys, aren't we?
Yeah, or Nancy Drew.
Um... we can't both be Nancy Drew.
No, I'm Nancy Drew.
Yeah.
Oh, Charlie. That's our missing moisture.
Yeah.
Hello.
And good evening.
It's cocaine.
What about that summer I taught myself to play the bagpipes?
Surely you hated that.
I mean, I hated it and it was my idea.
Whoever was down there
must have been clearing out their cocaine stash.
They couldn't have done it earlier
because the place was crawling with cops.
Sure.
So whether it was the lover or the dealer or whoever it was,
they must have been from the theatre, right?
I guess so.
They'll all be at the tribute tomorrow.
Probably.
I might talk to Jess and see if I can talk her into coming along.
Would be good to have an extra set of eyes and ears.
That's a good idea. Mmm.
Oh, and for the record, I thought your bagpipes were charming.
As I told you.
At the time.
So why am I here?
Because you aunt asked you to
and it's a nice thing to do and you should help.
Eyes and ears.
Hi, guys. Hello.
Thank you very much for coming.
Oh, thanks for inviting us. It's a pleasure.
It's very nice of Jim to have given us the space.
They've got their final rehearsal in a couple of hours.
Yeah, it's beautiful. It's beautiful.
Actually, I think they're going to get going, so if you excuse me...
Of course. Thanks.
That's Tom. The husband.
Ah, there's the director, Jim.
The leading man, David Foote.
He's better looking in person.
Go forth and eavesdrop.
Go on.
So Linda could have been sleeping with any man in this room
and Tom doesn't seem to be jealous
or suspicious of any of them, does he?
He's probably being strong for the family.
And I'm not getting lovers from Jim and Lucy.
I mean, she can't get further away from him.
Oh! Oops.
I'm so sorry.
It was my fault.
Oh, it's a difficult day, isn't it?
Aw.
Excuse me, ladies and gentlemen. Can I have your attention, please?
Um, just want to say a quick thank you for all coming today.
It... would have meant a lot to Linda.
She would have loved seeing you all.
Jim has very kindly offered to say some words, so, um...
I'll introduce him now.
Why should a dog, a horse, a rat have life and thou...
no breath at all?
Oh, thou'lt come no more.
Never, never...
never, never...
never.
Words cannot express how much Linda was loved.
And how much she will be missed.
Welcome to this humble celebration of Linda's exceptional talent.
♪ I moved around a lot in life
♪ I never stayed for long... ♪
So, is Lucy sleeping with the director?
Who's Lucy?
Hmm.
Oh, no, no. She's known to the old guy.
Who's the old guy? The director.
He's not old.
No.
She's into him. Totally.
And I just heard her bitching about how the old guy hated Linda.
So no-one's sleeping with the old guy?
OK. So that kills the love triangle idea.
So who was she sleeping with?
What's Peter doing here?
Well, there's an open bar. I'm just going to find out.
OK.
Hello there. Hi.
You look great.
What are you doing here?
We were invited.
Oh, the partial print on the torch matched the tech guy, Kurt.
He's got priors for possession.
You really do look great.
What did you get out of faceache?
Kurt's a match for the partial on the torch.
Looks like he's the drug dealer.
No wonder he was sniffing all the time.
He was probably using as well.
I thought so. I thought so.
He was probably chalked up when he was fitting the light.
Chalked up?
Yeah. Chalked up, baby.
Well done, Nancy. Give us a kiss.
♪ Bedded a woman, yeah... ♪
No better lyric...
Man, woman.
It's cliched, but you know...
Oh, my God. Charlie.
I know who Linda was having the affair with.
Ah, ah. Come in.
I don't think it's appropriate for me to come in.
Come on.
"I love you, L.D."
L.D.
Leonardo da Vinci.
Fair enough too. He's pretty hot.
Linda Di Biasi.
Wash your hands.
Charlie, we've been on the wrong track.
She wasn't having an affair with a man.
It was Kristen. The hairdresser.
What? Because of some graffiti?
Didn't you tell me
that 90% of women are repeat cubicle users?
Yeah, I did and I'm flattered you remembered...
When I was in here the other day,
Kristen came in and she used that stall.
She could have written it.
I don't think THAT evidence alone
is going to be strong enough to convict her, do you?
OK. Something bothered me when Kristen hugged me earlier.
What?
Remember when we went to Tom's to return the ring
and there was that strong smell of perfume in the air?
You said it reminded you of the inside of an old lady's purse.
Oh, yeah. Yeah. It was awful. Yeah.
Kristen was wearing that same smell.
I saw Kristen around Linda's dressing room
carrying a bottle of perfume.
She must have stolen the perfume to conjure her lover's scent.
Possibly. Possibly.
I mean, it's...
it is so circumstantial as to be borderline nothing,
but it's possible.
Although, if Kristen loved her that much to want to smell like her,
why would she kill her?
Maybe Linda was refusing to leave Tom and it all got too much.
Maybe they've...
What?
Just don't turn around.
OK. OK.
Kristen.
Are you OK? I'm fine.
I don't think that's true.
I think you're devastated and I think I know why.
No, you don't.
I know that you were having an affair with Linda.
I just... I don't know
how you managed to hold it together in there.
Having to hide your grief.
I can't imagine how difficult that must have been.
How did you know?
Tom knew that Linda was having an affair.
He just didn't know who with.
How did you work out it was me?
Just lots of... little things.
Indicators.
Just added up.
Because you're obviously...
mourning somebody you love very deeply.
I did.
I loved her very much.
And she loved me.
Why didn't you tell the police?
I was respecting Linda's wishes.
She didn't think Tom knew.
Neither of us did.
She was going to leave him.
She was just waiting for the right time to tell him.
Didn't want to hurt him.
She was a good person.
I know how difficult this must be for you,
but you need to talk to the police.
You need to tell them everything.
You knew about Lucy's allergy, didn't you?
I had no idea how bad it was.
I thought she'd end up with a nasty rash.
So stupid.
I was angry.
There you are.
Oh, hey, Jim's been looking for you everywhere.
Rehearsals? OK.
You better get in there. He's pretty pissed off.
Yeah, OK.
Why did Tom tell us that he found condoms in Linda's purse?
Why would she need condoms if her lover was another woman?
There were no condoms.
Linda told Tom about her relationship with Kristen.
So it wasn't a jealous lover. It was a jealous husband.
And Tom was an usher
so he would have known about the tunnels under the theatre.
So Linda tells Tom she's leaving him.
He follows her here.
No, but if it was premeditated,
if he had the forethought to use the tunnel,
why would he leave her in the scissor lift?
Well, he didn't know it was a scissor lift.
It had a curtain around it.
Even so, surely he would have planned to get rid of the body.
Unless he was trying to frame somebody.
No.
Maybe he was interrupted by Kurt on his way to collect his chalk stash.
Yes.
So Tom killed Linda.
But we haven't got any proof.
Hey, I don't think we should have left Jess at the theatre.
Oh, she's fine. She's talking to that lovely David Foote guy.
Yeah, yeah. Well, you know, show folk.
Downstairs?
Do you want to try downstairs? Yeah, yeah.
Ladies and gentlemen, I give you mud and tunnel dust,
starring Tom Di Biasi.
Proof.
♪ I'm doing good stuff
♪ I'm writing what I feel
♪ I'm doing good stuff
♪ My songs feel real... ♪
So what did Officer Thingy say?
Um, he'll be here shortly.
Something about improperly obtained evidence.
I can't believe you left me here. Huh? Sorry.
Have you seen Kristen the hairdresser lady?
Yeah, she's backstage, I think.
What about her husband, Tom?
Back there somewhere too.
♪ She's doing good stuff
♪ I'm on a perfect high
♪ She's doing good stuff
♪ I got my guy
♪ It feels like forever
♪ It feels so damn fine
♪ The buzz I get from bagging you is better than wine
♪ You're doing good stuff
♪ And it feels good too ♪ It feels good too
♪ And it's due to you
♪ You walked into the bar... ♪
Come on.
We're going to hell.
♪ Every time you walk back out
♪ It's kind of hectic
♪ You make me feel immortal
♪ You send me to the sky
♪ For you, there's nothing I won't do
♪ Nothing I won't try
♪ Let's go get high... ♪
I don't know what you're talking about.
I saw you here. With my wife.
Tom, she didn't love you anymore.
She wanted to be with me.
She didn't want to be with you. Look at yourself.
Who'd want to be with you?
She was confused because you screwed with her mind.
I loved her.
She wasn't yours to love.
Well, she chose me, Tom.
Well, she died married to me.
Please, get her off me.
Please.
God.
Ah! Oh, OK.
OK, Kristen. You don't want to do this.
Kristen.
Actually, I have never wanted to do anything more in my life.
♪ Bad stuff
♪ Good stuff
♪ Bad stuff
♪ We'll use stuff till the day we die
♪ We're doing good stuff. ♪
♪ Can you be turning 27?
♪ Can you have used your quote up?
♪ They always say I act too bold
♪ You're just a girl, but I feel old
♪ I'm dying with what I'm going through
♪ You don't know what I'm going through... ♪
Mm-hm.
OK. Well, as long as he bags it and labels it, that'll be fine.
Thank you.
Exciting third act, guys. Well done.
Hey, Olivier, when you're finished taking your curtain calls,
do you mind handing out a few more of our business cards?
Oh, it's the least I can do.
It certainly is.
Hey. I've got to maintain integrity of the evidence.
You know that, Nic. Absolutely.
And you found Tom's boots OK? Uh, we did.
Yeah, they were exactly where you said they were.
Please don't tell me you broke into his house.
OK.
Was that lying by omission?
No.
No, that was me taking direction. Big difference.
I see.
You know, if this was 'All About Eve',
Peter would be Eve and you and I would be Bette Davis.
I still haven't seen it.
Yeah, we should see it, you know. We should.
Charlie?
You just walked around.
Yeah, yeah. Not because of any superstition.
It's just practical because there could be somebody up there
painting or using a nail gun.
They're not.
No, they're not.
Walk under it, then.
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