Grand Piano

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Okay, ladies.

God, this place gives

me the creeps.

- Where is the freakin' thing?

- There.

You've got twenty minutes.

Whatever.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Sh*t.

Everything okay?

All good. We're coming.

Okay.

Yeah, towards me. Good, got it.

Hold it. Great.

Got it?

All right, I got it.

Easy. Gently.

GRAND PIANO:

Please remain in your seats and

keep your seatbelts fastened.

Jesus!

I feel you, kid. Flying?

Flying used to scare the

bejesus out of me too.

Come on. Come on.

I travel a lot and let me tell you, a

beat-up Civic on a bunch of back roads,

it just doesn't cut it anymore.

You know what I mean, right?

Ladies and gentlemen,

we'll be landing

as scheduled in Chicago

O'Hare after all.

- Are we landing?

- Of course we're landing.

These things are built to last.

I'm screwed.

Excuse me?

Well, what did you expect, Tom?

I don't know. Chicago things.

Rain, wind, one of the wings falling off.

Everyone else got diverted.

I know, life just isn't fair.

- Well, your limo could crash.

- You're right. There's still hope.

After all these years maybe the piano's

so out of tune they have to reschedule.

Or I could just take a

blowtorch to the damn thing.

Or you could just cancel.

- Wait. What do you mean, the limo?

- I thought you were picking me up.

No. I'm at the hotel. I still have

the press conference. Remember?

Don't you see a guy with your name

on a thing? I left you a voicemail.

You mean some stranger's picking me up?

What happened to...?

Ashley and Wayne

are meeting me here.

Actually, they're just downstairs.

Are you going to want to say hi?

They probably don't even know

what a classical concert is.

You can explain it to them

yourself when you see them.

Ah, shoot me.

Tell them I said hi,

thanks for coming, all that.

Christ, I doubt they'll be able to

make it through the whole show.

- Come on.

- What?

My agency didn't get them balcony

seats. Ashley's going to flip.

I have to go right now, so just...

No, it's okay. Thanks.

Hold on one second, okay?

Hi!

He wants to talk to you.

Hey! Emma!

Hi. Emma!

Holy crap, girl. You look hot!

Thank you. You look beautiful, too.

Do not put me on

the phone with her.

- It's just for work.

- Oh, fancy.

So what's the deal?

Is he coming here?

Because I know the bartender at

Fridos and it's 50% off top shots.

Tom needs to go straight

to the theater.

- What happened to pre-gaming?

- It's a classical concert, Ash.

So that means it's better

if Tom is not drunk.

We can just post-game. Yeah?

Hang on, just one more second.

I got you something.

I packed it in your carry-on.

What?

It's just a little gift. Welcome

to the twenty-first century.

Tell me again,

why you did all this?

Because it's about time

you got back onstage.

Hold on a sec.

- Hey, are you still there?

- Yeah.

- Are you wearing the tuxedo?

- Should I be?

You're late, Tom.

Just skip the hotel and go

straight to the auditorium, okay?

Are you biting your nails?

No.

I love you.

Love you, too.

Where are we heading to, sir?

- Twenty-first century...

- Sorry, sir?

No...

Sorry.

- Hello?

- Tom Selznick?

- Mark from A&V.

- Hi, Mark.

When Marjorie says: "Tom, what's on

your mind right now?", that's your cue.

- You got it?

- Yeah, I think so.

Good. Okay, stay there.

Three, two, one...

So you're not confirming

any rumors tonight?

Well, I did audition.

I can't say more than that.

Emma Selznick still auditions?

When it comes to musicals, I guess.

So we're going to hear you

sing for the first time, then?

Come on,

I've said too much already.

I sing all the time. At home,

in the shower... Ask my husband!

Well, in fact, we do have

your wonder boy on the other side.

Thanks for your time. It's always a

pleasure to speak with you, Emma.

My pleasure.

Tom Selznick, brightest

piano player of his generation

married to the brightest movie

star of her generation, is back.

It's been five years since

he retired from the stage,

but in a matter of minutes, this

long hiatus will be history.

I must admit I would not like

to be in Tom's shoes tonight.

- Tom, how are you doing?

- Hello?

Tom, what's going through

your head right now?

- Are you nervous?

- What?

Well, you're reuniting

with the F.C.O Philharmonic

to play several notoriously

difficult pieces.

You must have had a couple

of bad nights lately.

No.

Right. And what is the significance of

the piano you'll be playing tonight?

- It's Patrick's piano.

- Right.

I spent months, years,

practicing with him, so...

- Yes.

- It's in his memory that I...

Patrick Godureaux.

Our listeners probably know him

as the eccentric music magnate with

the missing family fortune, but...

Well, to me he was more

than that. He was also a mentor.

What I mean is, what is

the piano's significance to you?

- What do you mean?

- "La Cinquette".

The unplayable piece, right?

"La Cinquette".

Am I mispronouncing it?

I mean, you have a

history with this piece.

Five years ago, at the Flannery...

- That didn't really work out.

- Right.

So my question is this.

You return to the stage after

all these years of silence.

Are you nervous about

playing the same piano?

- Are you nervous about choking again?

- Choking?

Do you see this as your last

chance at glorious redemption,

- your one shot to forever...?

- Stop!

Sorry. Look...

I play piano.

This is just another gig,

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