01x06 - Episode 6

[bunniefuu]

[passionately arranged
"Danse Macabre" playing]

FOUR HANDS, TWO SONATAS

[elegant music playing]

Now, come on, everyone,
raise up your glass to our artist,

who had a wonderful performance.

[inhales sharply]
Congratulations are also in order.

To Jae-in on this first step
as Pi-o's new manager.

[Ji-hye, Hyun-jeong chuckle]

[Hyun-jeong] I'm glad everything
wrapped up without issue.

Still, do you have any idea
how much you scared me?

You took ten years off of my life.

[Ji-hye]
We all owe it to Jae-in, of course.

You know, knowing you're Pi-o's manager
really gives me so much peace of mind.

You don't have to tell me
how tough it must be.

I feel bad for you.

You're not wrong, Ms. Kang.

I only put up with it
'cause I'm a big fan.

[groans]

Honestly, how many people
get to make money

working with their favorite person?
Know what I mean?

That's how I cope. [chuckles]

Still, if he ever gives me
a real hard time,

you'll scold him for me, won't you?

Of course.

How's the Esplanade show coming along?

[Jae-in]
All seats are completely sold out,

but there are additional requests
for VIP tickets,

so we're negotiating
with the Singapore agency.

Sorry, excuse me for a moment.

Okay.

[Hyun-jeong] The time between the Vienna
and Singapore concerts is too tight.

Sorry about that.

Kang Pi-o?

Hey, it's really you.

[chuckles] It's been a while.

I've seen you on the news
from time to time.

I've been on the news too.
You've heard, right?

[scoffs]

What's up with that rumor
about Choi Jeong-yo?

What exactly happened with that?

I heard that you
had something to do with it.

I see you're just as pathetic as you were
all those years back in school.

What?

-[tense music plays]
-[ticking]

[Jeong-yo]
Since when has your pinky been like this?

If you don't take care of it,
it can get really bad.

Stop practicing for a second
and go check it out.

FOUR HANDS, TWO SONATAS

EPISODE 6

[Liszt's "Consolation No. 3"
piano performance playing]

[music stops]

[breathes shakily]

[phone buzzing]

[sighs]

Mmm?

[Jae-in] Guess where I am.

Turn around.

Ta-da. [chuckles]

[lively music plays]

[Jae-in sighs] This is nice.

I wonder…

Why is it that I never get tired
of listening to you?

You have no idea how glad I am
that I became your manager.

[scoffs]

Can you stop saying
things like that to me?

It's not funny.

What do you mean?

How many people out there get to hear
a million-dollar performance

without having to fight
for a ticket to the show?

[chuckles]

Hey.

Be honest with me.

You actually

really like having me
as your own manager, don't you?

[chuckles]

I do, yeah.

You actually like it when I drop in

without telling you first, right?

I do.

Then when are we getting married?

I…

Wow, aren't you tired of asking me that?

Hey!

Haven't I done enough
to win you over by now?

Hey, you're not gonna brush me off

by saying you're married
to your music, are you?

Oh, hey, you figured it out.

[groans] What do I even see in him?

Hey, wait up!

Hurry!

Now, let's ask some questions
to the star of this competition,

and the most renowned pianist,
Mr. Pi-o Kang.

[cheering]

Whoo-whoo-whoo!

Now, ever since the Harmonie Competition
nine years ago,

you've been at the forefront of bringing
classical music to a wider audience

with both undeniable skill
and star quality.

And back then, you shocked everyone

by delivering an expl*sive performance
even after breaking a nail. [chuckles]

How did you do it?

Back then, I was so focused
that I didn't feel any pain at all.

The Harmonie Competition
was a stage I dreamed of performing upon.

And once I was there,

pain in my finger didn't matter.

Wow. What was even more astonishing

was your unique interpretation
of the set piece.

To make an interpretation like that

and deliver such a complete performance
in just a week is no small achievement.

How were you able to accomplish
such a difficult challenge?

[chuckles]

It definitely wasn't easy.

-The pressure was intense.
-Mmm.

I just focused on doing the best,

and it led to a good result.

I don't know
if I could ever pull that off again.

[chuckles] Okay,
now that nine years have passed,

I'd like to ask you
a more sensitive question.

At the time, the finalists
must have been deeply shaken

by the loss of a fellow competitor.

It remains an unhealed wound
for us at the committee as well.

How did you overcome that?

Uh…

Hmm…

It's been a very long time,

but life goes on,

-and music heals us all, right?
-Mmm.

Uh, for me, music was my healing
and my salvation.

Well, come to think of it, you went to
the same school as that competitor, right?

-Yes.
-Were you close?

Uh, no.

We weren't that close.

[somber music plays]

[door opens]

Good job out there, Kang Pi-o.

These are yours.

Gifts from your fans in Korea.

They go all out, don't they?

[phone buzzes]

MESSAGES
NEW NOTIFICATION

MARTIN VOGEL

[Martin] I found someone who says
he spotted Mr. Choi in Romania.

[gasps] Jae-in.

-I'll be right back.
-Mm-hmm.

[suspenseful music plays]

[line ringing]

[phone buzzing]

Hey, Mr. Kang.

All right, tell me everything.

Who is this guy you're talking about?

Ah, well, his name is Farid,
and he's a refugee.

When I asked if he knew
where Mr. Choi went,

he demanded money for the info.

So should I pay him and see what he knows?

Not yet.

I'd like to go over there
and verify it myself.

[sighs] Let's go.

Oh…

I-I can't come to the party tonight.

-Why not?
-Uh…

You said you'd come though.

Don't make me go alone.

I'm sorry, it's just… There's a professor
I've been wanting to meet for a while now,

and he's got an opening tomorrow.

But I'll need to go to Münster.

[sighs]

Do what you have to.

The promo party, though, you can't miss.

We really need you there for that one.

I know you do.

I'll be back soon, okay?

[door opens]

[pensive music plays]

Václav Havel Airport, please.

[phone buzzes]

[Ji-hye] Honey, great job at the gala.

Smile when you take a bow.
You're not sick, are you?

[presenter] We will now begin
the appointment ceremony for new members

of the National Culture and Arts
Promotion Fund Steering Committee.

[applause]

NCAPF STEERING COMMITTEE
NEW MEMBER APPOINTMENT CEREMONY

You are hereby appointed
as a member of the Music Division

of the National Culture and Arts
Promotion Fund Steering Committee.

Read on behalf of Kim Tae-seong,
Minister of Culture, Sports, and Tourism.

[applause]

[no audible dialogue]

[Hyun-jeong]
Seriously, you're unbelievable.

How did you manage to beat everyone else

and snag a seat
on the committee so quickly?

LETTER OF APPOINTMENT

I admire you.
And not just 'cause we're friends.

Oh, you're just saying that.

I only got it 'cause it was my turn.
[blows]

So, Ms. Committee Member,
what's on your agenda?

Oh, my duties don't start until next week.

As for today, I'm doing evaluations
for the gifted school admissions.

Really?

Have you seen any candidates
worth recommending?

I'm still a bit bitter
that Namu Productions got Park Sae-jin.

I'll have to see how he does today.
How about Gam U-jin?

He seems pretty good.

[chuckles] Oh, Gam U-jin?

What?

You don't like him?

Oh, I know he's talented.

His looks though…

Hey, you need to pick
a kid with musical talent

if you want an artist who can win awards.

I mean, they're not actors.

[chuckles] That's not how it works.

A handsome kid will sell tickets
even if their hands shake on stage.

-[chuckles]
-Music is 80% about looks.

All right then, I'll let you know
if there's a decent candidate there today,

just hang tight.

Oh, you know I love you, right?
I swear. What would I do without you?

Ah, stop it.

I'll call you later, okay?

Mrs. Kim.

I think the dry cleaners made a mistake.

These clothes aren't mine.

Oh, these are Ms. Yoon's old…

Oh…

Why haven't you gotten rid of the clothes

of someone who left this house
five years ago?

And of all places,

-why would you hang them in my room?
-[sighs] Well…

I would've taken them out if I'd known.

Perhaps, Ms. Lee, uh,
noticed them in Mr. Kang's room

and mistook them for yours
and hung them there.

Throw them out immediately.

[Mrs. Kim sighs]

[Mozart's "Rondo alla Turca" playing]

[Hyun-soo] As for me, Hyeon Seon-hwa,
Lee Na-rae, and Gam U-jin, look good.

Uh, I think these three
show the most potential.

And of the three, Gam U-jin seems to,
uh, most closely fit the prerequisite

of the type of student
that we are looking for.

Excuse me.

You said Gam U-jin was your favorite?

I don't know about him.

He's a bit of a gamble.

I know he seems very talented,
but his fundamentals are lacking.

It's just…

I worry he'll put style over substance.

He makes mistakes because
he started playing later than the others,

which is to be expected.

And if we want to find a prodigy

shouldn't we look at their potential
rather than the superficial aspects?

[Ji-hye] "Superficial," you say?

Surely you know
how crucial the first year or two are

in a young musician's development.

Why should a taxpayer-funded institute
like ours waste resources

on a kid whose fingers
have already stiffened?

I propose, rather than Gam U-jin…

This one. Kim Hong-gyu.

He's the one I'd recommend.

[scoffs]

Hyun-soo!

What's with that look back in there?

What?

Did you not like
the candidate I put forward?

No, I didn't like him.

Is it right to let our history
influence a decision

that'll affect a child's future?

What are you talking about?

What?

Do you actually think I rejected Gam U-jin
just to pick a fight with you?

[sighs]

[inhales deeply]

You're right.

I wanted to see
what your reaction would be like.

That's what it took
to finally get you to talk to me.

How long will you treat me like this?

Isn't it crazy

that we only ended up like this
because somebody else got between us?

No.

It wasn't because of someone else.

It's your fault we're like this.

Enough.

[Ji-hye sighs]

[sighs]

ROMANIA

-Ah. Hello.
-May I help you?

Yes, please. Okay…

Uh, I've got… got a question.

Um… Let's see now.

[door opens]

-Uh, Mr. Farid.
-Mmm.

You mentioned that three years ago,
you encountered another homeless man

who played the piano well, right?

[in Romanian] Yeah. That's right.

[in English] Yes, he says he did.

Could you identify

which of these men he was?

Uh…

[in Romanian] Uh, this man here.

[in English] How did you know
he was good at playing the piano?

Did you see him play yourself?

Um…

[in Romanian] He said, um,
his dream was to be a pianist,

but he was heartbroken
that he could no longer pursue that dream…

[in English] He says
the man dreamt of being a pianist,

but was heartbroken
as he couldn't pursue it.

That's because…

he couldn't use his right hand anymore.

He couldn't use his right hand anymore?

Did he say why he couldn't use it?

Why couldn't he use his right hand?

-Do you know why?
-[Farid] Uh…

[in Romanian]
He just said that he had hurt it…

[in English] Some kind of an injury,
but he didn't tell him how it happened.

[sighs]

Do you know where he went
after you saw him?

Where did he go after that?

[in Romanian] Uh… Um, I'm sorry,
but I'm gonna need a hit pretty soon.

Could I have some money?

[in English]
He needs cash for his drug habit.

[sighs]

I want you to be specific.

Where did he say he was going to go?

He wants you to be specific.

Do you know where he might have gone?

[in Romanian] He said he was…

gonna board a ship and return
to his hometown or something.

He said he was going to Constanța…

[in English] He said he caught
a ship to return to his hometown.

He went to Constanța,
said he missed his mother.

He mentioned

going to see his mother?

[somber music plays]

[sighs]

[in German]
You're looking for the pianist.

He hasn't been here for two weeks.

But I saw him two weeks ago.
Yeah, he was definitely here.

This guy… No, this one's not him.

But this guy, he was here.

This man, he was here.

This is him.

[in Romanian] That man was Korean,
but he wasn't a pianist.

[in English] What is he saying?

That the man was Korean,

but not a pianist.

How much longer are we gonna
keep sh**ting in the dark like this?

It's been five years already.

After all this time, shouldn't you have
at least found a clue by now?

It's not like I'm asking you
to catch the kidnappers.

I just wanna know if he's dead or not.

Is it really that hard?

Look, even Interpol couldn't locate him.

You think it's easy for me either?

-[sighs]
-What then?

Do you wanna stop looking?

Look, my reputation's
on the line too, okay?

I mean, Interpol has already concluded
that Mr. Choi is dead.

And we've searched
everywhere we could think of.

The only thing we haven't found
is his body.

Mr. Choi's chances of being alive
are next to zero.

What exactly is it
that you want to confirm?

Is it that Mr. Choi is alive?

Or is it that he is dead?

[somber music plays]

[chattering]

-[guest 1] Cheers! [laughs]
-[guest 2 chuckles] Here's to us!

[laughing]

[applause]

[distorted chatter]

[Martin] What exactly is it
that you want to confirm?

Is it that Mr. Choi is alive?

Or is it that he is dead?

-[phone buzzing]
-[cheering]

Mmm?

Hey, where are you?

The party's over,
and you didn't even show.

Oh, sorry.

Guess I forgot.

Have you been drinking?

A little.

Where are you? Are you okay?

[horn honks]

[rock music playing]

[Jae-in pants]

[gasps] Kang Pi-o!

Hey, wake up.

What's going on?

[groans]

Oh…

You're here.

[stammers] Did something happen?

Did you drink all these beers by yourself?

Nothing happened.

-[grunts]
-Hey.

-Hey, Pi-o! Careful!
-[crowd gasps]

Seriously, what the hell
has gotten into you?

-[panting]
-[groans]

Yeah, keep walking. Okay.

We're almost there.

-[grunts]
-No. I've got it.

You can go.

I can walk on my own.

You're going to get hurt.

Give me your key.

-[Pi-o grunts]
-[panting]

[groans, sighs]

[sighs]

Jae-in.

I'm sorry.

But could you please
just stay with me until I fall asleep?

Wow.

You won't even accept how I feel,

but still want me
to watch you fall asleep?

You're so selfish.

Because you're the only one…

that I can trust.

[gentle music plays]

Yeah, I know.

Do you still have
a lot of trouble sleeping?

Mm-hmm.

I just want to clear my head…

and sleep for a while.

I told you to stop working so hard.

You need to get some rest.

How about cutting some of your shows?

You could take a sabbatical. How's that?

Maybe.

Give yourself a break.

Just relax. You're doing a great job.

Pi-o.

I'd like to get something
off my chest, so can I?

Mm-hmm. Sure.

Well, it's just that you…

You know that
I really like you a lot, right?

You know, right?

Uh-huh, I know.

No, you don't.

You have no idea.

Truth is…

every time I told you,

I made it sound like I was joking
and laughed it off…

but actually, I meant every word.

[breathing softly]

[sighs] Just don't be in pain, Kang Pi-o.

["Danse Macabre"
piano performance playing faintly]

[sighs]

[phone buzzes]

[music fades out]

[Martin] I found out the man
who kidnapped Mr. Choi

was just released
from Rezina Penitentiary.

[suspenseful music plays]

[line ringing]

I just saw your text.

So do you know where he is right now?

MOLDOVA

His name is Andrei Ceban.

He's from Transnistria.

He's 48.

A former mercenary.

He was serving time for as*ault.

They just let him out.

Man, no wonder
I couldn't find a trace of him,

the b*stard was locked up.

By the way, can I ask you something?

Ah, you told me not to ask
any questions, so I haven't.

But Mr. Kang,

why are you trying so hard
to find Mr. Choi?

Even his family would've given up.

Is he really all that important to you,
this Mr. Choi?

Hey, hey, hey, hey. Where are you going?

Oh, uh, Andrei Ceban here?

-[doorman] And your name?
-Uh, Vogel.

-Uh, that guy. Inside. Okay.
-Wait a moment. Mmm.

[breathes deeply]

Okay?

[sighs] Hey!

[tense music plays]

Ah. Uh, good afternoon.

Hello, Andrei.

I hope you don't mind
if we ask you a few questions.

[sighs] Just sit down.

Nine years ago,

at the Harmonie Competition,

are you the one who abducted this man?

Who the hell is asking?

Oh…

I remember you.

You're the guy
who won that competition, right?

The one who benefited the most
from that… mess.

[chuckles]

Let me ask you again.

You abducted Jeong-yo Choi, right?

What's in it for me?

What did you do to Jeong-yo?

He is dead.

[distorted audio]

-Dead?
-Yes, dead.

By whom?

Me.

[distortion fades]

Why did you k*ll him?

Why did you k*ll him?

It was not the plan.

The plan was to let him go
after we got the money.

But…

he put up a bit too much of a fight.

Was it for money?

Did you abduct him for that reason?
Or did someone--

Enough.

You want to know?

Three million lei.

Then I'll tell you.

-[grunts]
-Tell me!

Mr. Kang, no!

You k*lled him for something so small?

You know who he was?

He was my friend!

[Martin] Come on, stop!

[panting]

[laughs]

Do you know who we are?

You little…

Huh?

You know what?

Now,

six million.

Then I'll tell you.

[panting]

[retches]

[groans, panting]

Is there an international bank
close by here?

Huh?

You wanna come back?

[grunting]

[sighs]

[Martin sighs]

-Huh? Hold up.
-[sirens wailing in distance]

What's going on?

Crap.

Excuse me, sir, you can't come in here.

A man named Andrei has been k*lled.
There's been some kind of a fight.

He tell you what happened?

Andrei, uh,

was just m*rder*d.

[sighs] I don't understand.

Apparently, there was
some kind of argument,

and he ended up getting k*lled.

-No.
-Wait, Pi-o.

-Wait, don't be stupid!
-[grunting] Sir.

-Calm down.
-Wait! Pi-o, don't! Hey!

-You need to calm down right now.
-[Martin] Stop! Stop, Pi-o!

[somber music plays]

[Martin sighs]

Are you all right?

Ah, I guess my work here is done.

I'm sure that Mr. Choi is, uh,

looking down from heaven with a smile,

knowing he had a friend
who spent all this time searching for him.

Now that it's done,

I hope you can finally let him go…

and find some happiness.

Thank you for everything.

[solemn music plays]

Hey, Kang Pi-o.

Where did you go?
How come you're not back yet?

You said you'd make time
for U-hyeok, but you haven't.

Anyway, guess what?

He made it into the semifinals.

-[breathing shakily]
-Where are you?

You back in Berlin?

[shivering] No.

I-I'm in Moldova.

What? Moldova?

Uh…

You sound weird. You okay?

You need some help?

[Pi-o breathing shakily]

[gasps] Kang Pi-o!

Hey, you can't just stay in bed like this.

You need a doctor.

-I need painkillers.
-Huh?

-I just need something for the pain.
-That's it?

Okay.

Are you feeling better now?

Good.

I brought you a little something
to eat as well.

It doesn't look very good,

but you should eat.

Even if it's just a little.

It'll give you some energy.

Thanks.

Sorry.

I'm really sorry.

So, um,

wanna share what you're doing
all the way out here?

Um, is there something
you're hiding from me?

I came here hoping to meet Jeong-yo.

Huh?

I heard that the guy who kidnapped him

got out of jail and was living here.

Oh…

And then?

Jeong-yo's dead.

[sighs]

He's been dead since that day…

nine years ago.

I was hoping he was still alive.

I hoped…

I had really hoped that he wasn't dead.

And now there's no way
that I'll be forgiven.

There's no going back for me.

[sighs] It's time for you to move on.

I mean, it happened so long ago, so why--

Because I stole Jeong-yo's spotlight.

Oh, why would you
say something like that, huh?

You played really well that night.

That's why no one ever questioned
the judges' decision.

Even if Jeong-yo had played,

you would've won.

No.

I'm sitting in Jeong-yo's spot.

And now

I can't even set things right anymore.

[crying]

[sobbing]

Why didn't you tell me?

If you were hurting…

why didn't you at least tell me?

Just let it go, Pi-o.

We should…

just let Jeong-yo go.

I believe

that's what Jeong-yo would want.

He would want you

to become an amazing pianist in his place.

I promise I will never leave you.

Your plane is leaving soon.

Don't go crying just 'cause you miss me.

Hey.

You really gonna keep making me feel
like this is one-sided?

I'll get going.

Mm-hmm.

Bye.

[sighs]

[Ji-hye] Hey, kiddo!

Here. I got it.

I told you not to come pick me up,
why are you here?

How could I not?
I haven't seen you in six months, right?

I miss you so much I cried.

I saw the video of your gala in Prague.
You were great.

And your Berlin concert, how did it go?

Fine.

[chuckles]

Here. Let me take that.

Welcome home, Pi-o.

-I hope you've been well.
-Mm-hmm.

His luggage is in the trunk.
Could you get it?

Where's Mr. Kang?

[pensive music plays]

Father.

Pi-o is here.

Hello, Grandfather, how have you been?

Your one and only grandson
is back after six months.

Could you say something to him?

You're in the way.

Can you please move?
You're blocking my fan.

Oh, uh…

Let's go.

He's a stubborn old man.

I thought he'd get better
when he got older,

but he's just as cranky as ever.

[Pi-o] Don't worry about me.

I'm fine with it.

[sighs]

[Liszt's "Consolation No. 3" playing]

I'VE ALREADY MEMORIZED IT ALL
USE IT IF YOU NEED IT!

[gasps] Hi, Pi-o!

Have you been well, Ms. Han?

[scoffs] I haven't been well,
because I missed you.

Going to see your performance
was the highlight of my days,

but I've been too busy for that.
[chuckles]

Hey. You're looking a bit pale.

Is something the matter?

No, I'm good.

Look, your album's out.

What do you think?

Came out nicely, right?

-Mmm.
-[chuckles]

I think we should start planning
for your recital tour

to coincide with the album's release date.

Pi-o, what cities do you want to play?

Well, the usual ones.

Hmm…

So, at minimum, Seoul, Incheon,
Daejeon, Daegu, Busan, and Tongyeong.

I think that'll be a nice tour.

You agree?

Too many at once?
Should we do four instead?

No, it's good.

It should be fine.

[Ravel's "Gaspard de la nuit - 1.
Ondine" playing]

[ticking]

[Ravel's "Gaspard de la nuit - 2.
Le Gibet" playing]

[ticking continues]

[gasps]

[panting]

[attendees chattering]

LEDANOL

[breathes deeply]

[Ravel's "Gaspard de la nuit - 2.
Le Gibet" playing]

-[ominous music plays]
-[tick]

[distorted ticking]

[mechanisms clicking]

[pounding on door]

[Ji-hye] Pi-o.

KANG PI-O, GENIUS ON THE BRINK?

Kang Pi-o!

MYSTERIOUS REPEATED PASSAGE
RUMORS OF HEALTH CONCERNS

Please just open this door.

You haven't eaten anything in days.

You've had so many events lately,
and you couldn't practice.

You're just under the weather,
that's all it is.

Just rest up.

-Your routine will help you back--
-[lock clicks]

[gasps] Oh.

[Ji-hye inhales deeply]

Pi…

[Ravel's "Gaspard de la nuit - 2.
Le Gibet" playing]

[discordant notes play]

[breathing deeply]

[breathes deeply]

Pi-o, hi.

Mr. Do.

I'm not okay.

And you still… [scoffs]

…can't stand to see my face?

I waited for you for so long…

and you avoid me?

[sighs]

Why?

[tense music plays]

Are you uncomfortable around me now
because of my mom,

or is it something else?

Is it because I was never
a good enough student for you?

What are you talking about?
That's not the case at all.

No. [breathes shakily]

Can you just be honest with me?

Did you ever really consider me
your student, Mr. Do?

Pi-o, what do you mean by that?

I've always…

I've always wanted to ask you this.

Why did you make me play
the same piece as Jeong-yo?

What?

I told you that I wanted to play Rach 3,
so why did you make me play Rach 2?

Did you do that to me on purpose?

So everyone could see
how much better he was?

Pi-o, I'm afraid that's
a terrible misunderstanding.

Both you and Jeong-yo
were equally precious students.

Both of you were so important to me.

Then why is it you're always
giving me such a cold shoulder?

You know I've always counted on
your guidance and your help, so why…

Why is there only room in your heart
for someone who's dead and gone?

No. That's not true.

My heart breaks for you too.

And I'm worried.

But now there's really
nothing left for me to teach you,

because you've become a pianist
with a voice of your own.

I thought the best thing I could do was

to quietly cheer you on
from the sidelines.

That is not true!

You have always hated me!

Just admit that I'm a student
that you never wanted!

You know I'm an amateur hack,
and I have zero talent!

Say that you couldn't stand
having a pathetic student

who played music without any soul!

[sighs]

[scoffing]

[sighs]

KANG PI-O RECITAL
THE CRACKS DIDN'T START ON STAGE

PIANIST KANG PI-O'S DOWNFALL
WAS INEVITABLE

[door opens]

[sighs] Kang Pi-o, get up now.

Jae-in's here, so get up.

I said you have a guest!

Will you--

[sighs]

Pi-o.

Come on, sit up here.

[Pi-o sighs]

So… [sighs]

…how long are you
going to keep doing this?

So you ruined one show.
Is your life finished?

The deeper you let yourself sink,

the harder it is to find
the surface again, right?

I'm sorry.

Just leave me alone.

I'll be fine on my own.

Look, instead of staying here in Korea,
why don't you go travel somewhere?

I know it's harder for you to stay here

with all the rumors, the prying eyes,
and everything else.

Take that trip around Europe
you've always wanted to do.

-It might help clear your head.
-[scoffs]

Where am I going to hide?

Nothing changes the fact
that I can't play the piano.

There's nowhere I can hide from that.

LEE BO-HUN

I kept seeing what looks like
the ghost of…

my missing friend.

I thought that if I held
some kind of funeral for him,

I'd finally get better.

But now I feel like

I'm sinking underwater…

'cause I know he's dead.

[Dr. Lee] Uh, maybe

it's because you never gave yourself
the time to properly mourn him.

Perhaps you could take a little time
to properly face your grief?

Accepting it and letting it go
is the best way to move forward.

[somber music plays]

[chattering]

[sighs]

[sighs]

-[attendee 1] I'm looking forward to this.
-[attendee 2] Yeah, me too.

-Should we go inside?
-Yeah, let's find our seats.

[Mozart's "Symphony No. 35" playing]

[applause]

[Saint-Saëns' "Danse Macabre" playing]

[music stops]

SPECIAL THANKS TO KO CHANG-SEOK
FOR HIS GUEST APPEARANCE

["Know you, Feel you" playing]

FOUR HANDS, TWO SONATAS

Today's winner, Luca Domenico.

Choi Jeong-yo has returned.

I do not wish for my music
to be overshadowed by my past.

[Pi-o] There's no way
I wouldn't recognize you.

It's definitely Jeong-yo.

Choi Jeong-yo!

Please, let me see him.

Mr. Domenico says he doesn't know you.

[Pi-o] I have another favor to ask.

Look into it.

I need you to be discreet about this.