Grand Piano Page #2

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Ha-ha. Alright, Mr. Selznick.

That's about all we have time for.

You break a leg!

Oh, shoot me.

Sir, do you think you could pull

it around to the back door?

- Sir.

- Thanks.

- Sorry.

- It's okay.

Excuse me, are you Tom Selznick?

Yeah.

Break a leg!

Thanks.

Selznick!

Welcome back.

Hey, Tommy. Big show.

Thanks. You're looking well.

Yeah. Got divorced!

Tom! You're alive!

What, you miss the cold sweat?

Hey, do you know where Norman is?

Yeah, just head down here, turn left.

He's stuck to the catering.

He quit smoking again?

Kind of. But don't talk to him

about it, trust me.

Hey! Break a leg!

Sir!

Your chart.

And may I just add how exciting

it is to have you back on-stage.

Tommy!

Thank you.

Come here!

- How's the great Tom Selznick?

- Hey, Norman.

Are you okay? How was your flight?

Oh, my God, who dressed you?

- Thank god you landed on time.

- Yeah, thank God.

- Oh, is it...?

- No. Not a scratch. It's perfect.

Well, that's a relief.

Did you check it out?

- Lower C natural is a little sharp.

- It always was.

Other than that, she's beautiful.

It's a shame we can't keep her.

Frank, you've gotta take first part

tonight, Carl's sick. Not a problem, right?

Who are those guys? CIA?

Nothing that interesting.

Insurance guys. Very serious.

Patrick loved that piano more

than he loved his own family.

Clearly.

A**holes!

Very funny.

Seriously. A**holes.

Even in five years,

haven't you forgot?

I'm fine.

Are you sure?

Because that kind of put me in the

mood to make some heads roll.

Really. I'm fine.

Jesus, look at Patrick!

Jesus, Patrick, you're terrifying.

He still scares me.

Did you hear about the

whole fortune thing?

I swear to God he thought

he was Charles Foster Kane.

Do you really think he'd want me

playing his precious piano again?

The great screw-up?

What?

Patrick. He'd be embarrassed.

- Tom...

- Come on, I always flubbed notes.

Tom Selznick, the new Rachmaninoff...

if only he didn't choke.

Tommy, listen to me.

- Patrick would be proud of you.

- No.

I'm gonna screw up, Norman.

I know it.

You can't play charts like these without

fudging a note here and there. So what?

If you're going to start playing carefully,

I'll just go get the wine and cheese.

Do you want to be the thousandth

guy to give me a respectable Bach?

Because you can keep that.

I don't need respectable.

If you're going to play music this

dense, you're going to hit a wrong note.

And they won't know.

They never do.

And you know what? I've never

seen so many people this excited.

They've waited for

this for five years.

I could have waited another five.

Really?

I have never in my life met another

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