Deadly Influencer (2019) - full transcript

- ♪♪ Live it up like
there's no tomorrow ♪

♪ Hands up if you
wanna be free ♪

♪ We'll live it up like
there's no tomorrow ♪♪

- Can I have your
attention, please?

Everyone, can I-- CAN I HAVE
YOUR ATTENTION, PLEASE?!

(song stops) Thank you.

And thank you all so much

for coming. You are all awesome.

- Woohoo!
- I have a very special

announcement to make.

I just refreshed Monica's page



and guess what? (beeping)

200,000 followers!
(crowd cheering)

- Speech!
- Speech!

- Speech!
- Speech!

- Uh, thank you, all.

I am so grateful and...

Oh, we should all thank
Lenore for letting us

have the party here.
(crowd cheering)

- Way to go, you guys!

- Haha! Um,
thanks so much and enjoy the party.

(crowd cheering) (electronic
dance music playing)

(indistinct song playing)

- You're on your way to the
top, girl.

We're gonna take over
the world together.



(Monica sighing) (cell
phone ringing and buzzing)

(ominous music)

- Um, Skylar, I need a minute.

- What's wrong?
- Nothing. I just...

I just need a second, OK?

- You're a rock star, Monica!

- Yeah. Sorry, just one second.

(indistinct conversations)
(electronic dance music playing)

Oh, wow! A five-year contract?

(ominous music) That's amazing!

Yes, yes, I will talk to my mom,

and I'll get back
to you when I can.

Thanks so much.

- You betrayed me.

- Skylar.

Can we please talk?

I am so grateful for all
the help that you give me.

Like, you showed me how to
build my following and...

things, but I'm gonna
be a big model soon.

- I didn't just help,
I am your manager!

- Not anymore.
You scare me, Skylar.

I mean, you're always
telling me what to wear

or what to eat.
- All managers do that!

- I don't care. I want

real professionals
handling my career.

You're just a high school kid.

- You... have no idea
what you're talking about.

You are so drunk,
you can barely stand up straight.

You have no idea what
you're even saying!

- Take your hand off me, Skylar!

- I'm sorry,
I just want to talk about this.

- No. No. (sniffling)

Please leave me alone. ♪♪♪

- OK then.

Just one more thing, Monica.

- What's that?
- AAAH!

(Monica screaming)

(electronic dance music
playing) (indistinct chatter)

- It's all your fault, Monica.

You made me do it.

It's all your fault.

(beeping)

- Another millimetre
with the spinal impact,

and she could have
been paralyzed.

Her blood alcohol
level was very high,

but ironically,
it might have saved her life.

When a fall like this happens,
the body usually locks up

which can lead to far
more serious injury

In an intoxicated state,
the muscles relax.

(ominous music) - Ms.
Davis, I'm so sorry.

Monica had gone off by herself,
I went to look for her,

but... it all happened so fast.

- Can you tell me
she's gonna be OK?

(sobbing) Tell me she's
gonna wake up soon.

- We're not sure.
It's touch and go.

- No.

- It's OK, Ms. Davis.

(Ms. Davis sobbing)
- Oh, my baby.

♪♪♪

(sighing)

(cell phone beeping)

(chuckling)

- I guess I didn't tell
you, Monica.

Got a new BFF for a while now.

It's a shame you'll
never get to meet her.

♪♪♪

- Happy Sunday, fans!

I mean, all 500 of you
who watch this silly thing.

It is I, Jessica Lake,

reporting yet again
from the battlements

or horror and humanity.

The horror being what
happens tomorrow morning

which, as you all know,
is my first Monday

at the dreaded new school

in the strange and alien
land of Philadelphia.

And yes, I have nothing to wea.

So here's a fun little tip
for all you ladies out there

with an entire closet
of nothing to wear.

It ain't as bad as you think.
Style is fluid,

Nostalgia and vintage
are always in.

So, be original,
like your good pal Jessica.

Be proud.
You're watching J-Lake TV.

♪♪♪

(cell phone ringing)

Hey there, Mystery Machine.

- "Mystery Machine"?
You mean, like in Scooby-Doo?

- [I mean, like the awesome]

mystery girl I finally
get to meet tomorrow.

[I've been really anxious.]

- Oh,
I hope that's a good thing.

- Well, I've never had a friend

like you before: a cyber pal.

(chuckling) - Don't worry,

I am just as fabulous
in the real world.

(Jessica chuckling) You know,

I looked back over all
our e-mails the other day.

[Do you realize we've
sent over 200 e-mails]

to each other over
the last 3 months?

- What? That not unusual.
Statistically speaking,

new friends text each
other thousands of times.

- I just meant it's kind of
cool, silly.

- Yeah, right, of course.

- What's wrong?

You're not yourself today.

[You didn't text me
back last night either.]

- Jessica, things...

might be a bit strange
when you get to school

[tomorrow. Something]

happened last night.

(cell phone ringing)
(woman sighing)

♪♪♪ - My little girl.

(menacing music) - Hi.

Ms. Davis, has there been

any change? - No.

- I am so, so sorry.
I want to help

in whatever way I can.
Brought you some lunch.

- Haven't you done enough already?
You turned

my daughter into this!

I didn't want

any of this for her,
and you know that.

She used to be a straight-A student
before she got into all of this.

Now, she's...

she's hanging between
life and death.

And you're the one who's responsible.
Excuse me?

Has there been any change?
Is she gonna

be OK? - It could be better.

It could be worse.
Her vitals are still very weak.

- Will that change soon?

- Time will tell.

I think the best thing would
be for you to get some sleep.

There's nothing we
can do at the moment.

It's a wait and see situation.

♪♪♪

(door closing)

- Thank God you're home!
I tried calling.

I was... Listen,
I was having so much trouble

with the garbage disposal,
and I couldn't get

the stain off the kitchen sink.
- You can't do anything

when you're stinking drunk, Doreen.
You're gonna go to work like that too?

- Well, it's the night shift,
nobody notices anything.

Besides, I can't clean if I
don't have the right floor polish

and my back hurts real bad.
- JUST STOP TALKING!

- You don't have to yell at me.
Skylar, we're family.

We're like sisters. Your...

your mother would have
wanted us to get--

- We are not sisters.

I never had a sister,
and my mother doesn't want anything.

She's dead.

♪♪♪

Oh, Monica... you brought this

all on yourself,
stabbing me in the back.

Probably did you
a favour anyway,

you couldn't have
handled being a star.

Better be prepared just
in case you pull through.

♪♪♪

(typing on keyboard)

(electronic chime)

What?! - Skylar,

uh, I-I'm sorry

about everything. I...
I know I can be

kind of hotheaded sometimes,
and it always gets me

into trouble.

I mean, my life was hard.

- OK...

Well, if you're looking
for the sympathy vote,

dear cousin,
you're standing in the wrong doorway.

My mother took
you in and let you

live here, but she's gone
now and this is my house.

You need to hold up your end
around here or you need to get out.

- You...
you sound just like her.

- What did you say to
me, Doreen?

I said,
"You sound just like her."

♪♪♪ She was

a control freak,
Skylar, just like you.

And now...

She used to bully all of
us, and now you're doing

the same thing-- -
DON'T you ever say that.

I am not my mother. I am nothing

like my mother. Now, GO DRY OUT!

- (boy): No. I-I couldn't.

(indistinct chatter)

- (boy): What's going on?
- (girl): Hey.

- Hey.

You're new, right? - Hi. Yeah.

- I'm Rick. Rick Jenkins.
- Hi, Rick-Rick Jenkins.

Your parents must have loved that
name; they gave it to you twice.

- You're funny.
- I'm Jessica.

Guess it's a bad
time for dumb jokes.

- Yeah. It's a hell of a day
to be the new girl, let's say.

- Yeah,
I've heard about what happened.

It's all so terrible. - I know.

(ominous music) - Oh, my God!

It's the Mystery Machine.
- Hi, Jess.

- How are you holding up?

- I didn't sleep much.
- Any news?

I saw some kids crying. - Yeah,

it's pretty touch and go.
She's in critical condition.

But I'm gonna call her mom
later and see how she's doing.

- Mm-hmm.
- Yeah.

I see that you've met
our resident super jock,

Rick's the man around here.
- I can't

really help that footballs just
kind of jump into my hands.

(Skylar chuckling) - Well,
we're getting late, we better go.

This place is a labyrinth,
but you'll get the hang of it.

- Welcome to my nightmare.
(students laughing)

It's always a little
scary subbing a new class

a few months into
the school year,

but you will find
that I am fun and fair

and awesome as hell.

Now,
it seems like we are missing

a few warm bodies around here.

(knocking)

Oh, hello, people!
We were just talking about you.

- Sorry.
We were just showing the new girl

how to get to class.
That is Jessica Lake, everybody.

- Hello, Ms. Lake. Welcome.

Please take a seat
with the others.

- Yes, Ma'am.

- Now, back to business.
Our new curriculum

will focus on the
works of Harlan Ellison

and Philip K. Dick.
Does anybody know who they are?

- Yeah, science-fiction writers.

- (Ms. Kessling): Very good!

It should at least keep
you awake in my classroom.

- He's really cool.

No GF either. You like? - Maybe.

- Are we having trouble
paying attention

this morning, Ms. Lake. ♪♪♪

I think I'll need to see
you after class, Ms. Lake.

Now then,

Ellison and Dick,

two postmodern geniuses
of the written word.

♪♪♪ (indistinct conversations)

- Hi, Ms. Davis.

I'm just calling to see
if there's any changes.

- Yes, I know. I've gotten your
last five messages, Skylar.

- I'm...
I'm so sorry to be a nuisance.

I just... I just really

want to know how she's doing.

- Skylar, Monica is stabilizing.

[She's still not awake yet,]

but there's hope now.

[They're moving
her out of the ICU]

into a private room. ♪♪♪

- (stuttering): Ms.
Davis, that's amazing!

- [Yes, it is.]

[I need to make myself
perfectly clear.]

You need to back off.

[I'll let the school
know how she's doing,]

and they'll inform you.
Just, please,

[stop calling me, OK?]

- Calm down. Calm down.

Calm down.
You can deal with this.

Don't be WEAK!

- What am I gonna do with
you, kiddo?

- I really am sorry, Mom.

It's just sometimes when
you're in a new place,

it's easy to get distracted
by all the new faces.

I met Skylar for the first time

this morning. She's really cool.

- Fair enough. I'm glad

that you're making
friends so fast.

I knew that this move
would be weird for you.

I didn't like having to leave in
the middle of the school year.

- Mom, we've been over all that.
It's fine.

I'm fine. And...

change is good.
- Change is good.

- Haha!
- Alright. Get to class, kiddo.

I'll write you a hall pass.
- Thanks, Mom.

(crickets chirping) - "We miss
you, Monica.

"We love you.

She's gonna pull through."

Well, that's not gonna happen.

(unsettling music)

Now, I'm gonna take it all
back, Monica.

Everything I gave you.

You won't get to
be anything more.

(door closing)

- Sorry I'm late.
I brought dinner.

I had a meeting with the principal.
They might have

a permanent position for
me sooner than I thought.

- Skylar wants me to go with
her to the hospital tomorrow,

to see Monica.

- Do you not want to go?

- It's just so tragic.

She was a huge star online.

It's how I met Skylar,
through her feed.

- Well, you know how I
feel about social media.

- "The root of all evil."
- No,

of course not. I just...

I believe everything in moderation.
And besides,

it's like Pixapost, they just prey
on our basic human weaknesses:

loneliness, the need to belong.

Promises there
can be very false.

- How is having a
community false?

- Because it's not a community!
Not for real.

I mean, humans being
together, that's a community,

not some culture
based on how many

likes or followers we can get.

- I guess so,
but there has to be some good in it.

Social media is here to
stay, Mom.

- Yeah, it can be a great
tool for reaching people,

I just...
I just think we need balance.

I mean, too much of the stuff
desensitizes us to reality.

Do you remember the other
night we were out to dinner,

and we saw these people
sitting at the table

across from us?
- They were all looking at their phones.

- And not with each other.
They were a family

IRL. - Hahaha!

- That means in real
life, right?

- Yeah.
- Oh, God, I...

I must sound like
some preachy old lady.

- You sound like a good
mom, Mom.

And I hear what you're
saying, I really do.

I just wish bad things
didn't happen to good people.

(eerie music)

(monitor beeping)

- You need to go home and
get a good sleep, Ms. Davis.

(sighing) - I couldn't possibly.

- She is gonna be fine.
And you need to take care of yourself.

I'll call you a ride share, and you can
be back nice and fresh in the morning.

♪♪♪ (sniffling)

(sinister music)

(clicking)

♪♪♪

(car door closing)

(beep)

(door closing) ♪♪♪

(monitor beeping) ♪♪♪

- This will act fast.

It's nothing personal, Monica.
(tense music)

You've been replaced.

(monitor beeping)

(monitor beeping faster)

(long beep)

(door opening)

♪♪♪

♪♪♪

(sobbing)

Thank you for coming
to the funeral.

There's so many kids there.

- I'm sorry. I'm such a mess.

- Oh, no, don't be.

(Lenore sniffling)

That poor girl.

- I know.
- (Rick): Hey.

- Hey.

(Rick sighing)

- I never know what to
say at times like this.

Feels so surreal.

- Hey, it's our lunch period
now, and we should go.

- OK.
- OK.

I'll catch you later, Jess?
- I'd like that.

- Alright. Bye.

♪♪♪

- I didn't even
know Monica at all,

but I still understand grief.

When my dad died,

it was awful.

I miss him a lot.

- I never knew my real dad.

He left my mom
when I was little.

(sniffling) - You haven't
ever said much about her.

- She had a lot of men around.

They all left,

took advantage of her.

She couldn't control

a lot in her life,
so she tried to control me, I guess.

(somber music) It got

bad sometimes.

I went out to a movie one
night, and...

...someone broke into
the house and shot her.

- Oh, my God! Skylar...

I'm so sorry.

- I think it was the
guy she was dating.

He was a total piece of work.
Disappeared after she died.

The police never found him.

I mean, I am dealing with it

just like we're all
dealing with Monica, but...

...I just feel

so... alone.

- I think you're amazing.

And you're not alone.

I have an idea.

Why don't we do something
fun after school,

something to get our minds
off all this dark stuff.

OK? - (softly): OK.

(girl laughing) Don't be

silly! Of course,
I like boys, I go on dates,

but now is not the time
to be boy crazy, Jess.

It's time to plan
for the future.

- Well, that's fine,
but sometimes we need

to kick our shoes off.
So to speak.

See, I have this theory

that everyone is
a beautiful statue

waiting to happen.

It's just a matter
of clearing away

the small pieces first.

So... shall we dance?

(both chuckling) (energetic
electronic music)

- No.

That's more your style. - Yeah.

- Ooh, so great!
- So cute!

♪♪♪

- Hmmm...

- Are we happy?

- Oh, my God!
We are so happy, Jessica!

- Mind if I take a picture?
- Of course!

Take all the pictures.
I want everyone to see.

You know, I could help you
grow your fan base, Jessica.

I know ways to make all
this really pay off.

- I'd like a career in fashion,
but my blog is so small.

Turn your head a
little that way.

Perfect!
- You won't be small for long.

We could do weekly
videos just like this

with live streaming.
I can set up personal appearances too.

Oh, Jessica, you could do
this for so many other girls!

You could

really be a star.

♪♪♪

(crickets chirping)

- Oh, wow!

You look amazing, Skylar!

You gotta tell me
how you did it.

- My friend Jessica
did my hair and stuff.

She has a fashion blog,
you can go look on there and get

all the tips you need.
- Oh, well, I don't have

a computer. You know that.

And my phone is so old.

- Go to the library or the
internet café down the street.

- Oh, wow,
it's just amazing what she managed

to do with your look.
Hey, maybe you could manage Jessica

the way you managed that other girl.
I could help.

- You could help?

What do you know about
personnel management?

- Well, you could show me,

I learn real fast.

We could be partners.

- I'm not partners
with anyone but myself.

See, I'm gonna be rich
by the time I'm 21,

and now that my mother's gone,
I don't have anyone telling me

what to do, so...
- Sky, I get it,

Annie-Ann was a tyrant,

and she made both of
our lives a living hell.

But that doesn't mean we
can't help each other now.

Right?

- Yeah.

I think I'd rather if
you just left me alone.

(sinister music)

(sighing)

You need exposure, girl,

someone who can
tell the whole world

how awesome you are.

(sighing)

First, a cleverly worded posting

that will get
everybody's attention.

And now, we find your
audience, which is

fortunately almost every
teenage girl on the Internet.

And we send our little post

to all of them.

We are gonna take over
the world together...

...best friend.

- (Rick): Wow!
You two look great today.

- It's all Jessica,
she's a magician!

(cell phone beeping)
- You've got

to be fricking kidding!
2000 new followers?!

Some people go

6 years with only 200 followers.

- Well,
I guess you're not "some people"

anymore now, are you, Jess?
- Hey, before we all run off,

I was wondering,
do you want to hang out tonight?

I mean, it's Friday and all.

- What did you have in mind?

- I thought that you said we
were hanging out tonight, Jess.

- Oh, yeah, I did say that.
Sorry.

Unless you can find a hot date

for my best friend.
(girls chuckling)

- Actually,
I think I could arrange that. Yeah.

I'll text you, OK? - OK.

OK. - Alright.

- OK. Jessica...

- Is that Jessica Lake?
- Who?

- Look, Is that Jessica Lake?
- That's Jessica Lake!

It's her! It's her!
It's her! Hi, Jessica!

- Um, hi. Do we know each other?

- Oh, Jessica,
this is my friend Alexa.

She's a really big
fan of J-Lake TV.

- Such a huge fan!
Your videos are like straight fire.

I did my eyes like you
said in last one...

- So you did. Looks really cool!

- Um,
can we actually get a photo?

- Yeah.
- Well, sure. I'd love to.

- OK, perfect!

(camera click) Thank you.

- You're welcome.
- Awww!

- Um, share it with me.

- I thought we were supposed
to be on a double date tonight.

- Hmmm...
no harm in multitasking.

- You posted we
were gonna be here.

- Why not? It's fun, right?
- Let's just grab our seats, OK?

- Oh, wait, wait.
Look, I want to show you something.

I spoke to the boutique
I was telling you about,

Ellen's Place,
and they want you to do a video there.

It's cool, right?
- That's so cool!

- Would you like to take advantage of that?
Maybe go shopping with us?

- We get to be on J-Lake TV?
- Of course!

I'll show you all my special tricks.
I'll see you all there?

- Yes.
- Yes, yes, yeah!

- Enjoy your dinner, ladies.
- Thank you!

- That's so cool!

(indistinct pop song playing)
- Hey.

It's a cool place, huh?
- Yeah, it is.

- OK. OK, yeah. See you soon.

Bye! We're all set, Jess.

(Skylar giggling) - Have a seat.

So, Skylar, this is, um...

Adam, meet Skylar.
- Hi. Skylar Madison.

So nice to meet you. - Alright.

Would the lovely lady like a seat?
- Oh!

The lovely lady
would love a seat.

(laughing)

- Hmm, do you guys always
travel with an entourage?

(girls laughing)

(foreboding music)

♪♪♪ - Nurse's scrubs?

You're full of
secrets, Skylar...

...and get away with things.

But not anymore.

(sighing)

then, Coach benches me
for the rest of the year.

You know,
I showed that son of a bitch,

caught a full football
scholarship just this week.

Dad made it happen.

- I'm sure he's
very proud of you.

- Hey, you bet he is.
And you're a damn lucky girl tonight.

- OK. Just slow down, buddy.

- Oh, come on!
- OK, buddy, I said, hands off!

- What the hell's wrong with
you, man?

Lighten up. I'll make things
right, just play nice.

- (Rick): Should
we go after her?

- (Jessica): No, she'll be fine.
I'd be more worried

about him. (door closing)

- Look, I'm sorry, I...

He used to be a really good guy.

I don't know what
happened to him tonight.

- Smelled like
straight whisky to me.

- You think I'm so
dumb, don't you, Skylar?

You never want to
share anything.

(typing on keyboard) ♪♪♪

(sighing)

You were a real
bitch, Annie-Ann.

You made both of our
lives a living hell.

But you didn't
deserve to die for it.

The question is

who really killed you?

- Hey, do you want a ride?

My car is right here.
- Just leave me alone.

- Come on, let me apologize.
I'm lousy at first impressions.

- I'm warning you.
- I promise,

once you get to know me,
I mean, really know me,

it's real fun.

(kick) UGH!
Oh, you are a psycho!

- And you're weak, Adam.

Now, why don't you be a
good boy and run on home

before this gets a lot uglier.

(sighing)

(sighing)

(suspenseful music)

(bird singing) - OK,
so they're giving you

free clothes to shop

if you say nice things
about them on your blog?

- Well, I'm bringing
some other girls along.

Some fans.
They get a big discount.

I'm gonna do a whole
segment with them.

- And Skylar is setting
this all up for you?

- Well, I guess so.
Something like that.

But it's cool, right?
- I guess so.

- Mom...
what's really on your mind?

You can tell me.

- Well, do you remember
how we talked last week

about how people misrepresent

themselves on social media?

You don't really know

this Skylar Madison girl.
- I know she's brilliant.

She's been nothing
but nice to everyone.

And she lost a parent, too.

We have a lot in common.

(doorbell ringing)

- Oh, that must be
the dresser delivery.

I have some unpacking to do.
Hey, did you finish your room?

- Signed, sealed and delivered.

- OK, we'll talk
about all this later.

(beeping)

- "Doreen Madison."

Well, that's interesting.

(cell phone ringing)

- I'm fine. I'm fine.

Hello? - [Um, hi.]

This is Jessica Lake.
Is this Doreen?

- Oh, hiii! Yes, this is she.

[Thanks for calling.]

I'm Skylar's cousin.
We live together.

- Really?
In her mom's old house?

She never mentioned that.
- [Ah.]

Well, yeah, I'm not surprised.
We live very different lives.

♪♪♪ [So I was wanting to talk]

to you about Skylar.
- [Well, I don't have]

much time right
now, but I've been

planning something and
maybe you could help.

- Oh! Yeah, sure. What's up?

- Well,
her birthday is coming up,

and I was thinking about--
- A surprise party?

- You're a mind reader.

[Awesome!]

Now, I know it's
last minute and all,

but I have a lot of new
followers from school

these days,
and I think we can pull it off.

- Well, sure!
I mean-- (clearing her throat)

I mean, I'd be willing to
help in whatever way I can.

[I'm very excited to meet]

Skylar's friends and you too.

- You go in my room last night?
- No.

- My clothes were all messed up.
- I swear I didn't go in there.

I cleaned the whole house,
just like you want it.

Everything's cool.

- I know you're up to something,

and you better just pray
I don't find out what.

- This way.

(girls laughing) -
(Jessica): Super high heels.

- Yes!
- Really cute for a night out.

Skinny jeans.
You already got it figured out.

Red. A pop of colour

with a simple outfit is all
you need to make a statement.

Pair of sneakers, a casual top.
It doesn't do, like,

some knee-high thing.
More neutral like this.

This is really nice.
- Selfie! Selfie! Selfie!

- ...colour on you
really makes you pop.

So I would pair you
some simple black shoes.

(female singer vocalizing)

- Oh, my God!
- The navy blue accents...

- Very, very cool!
- Everybody in! Yes!

(girls giggling)

- Oh, so cute!

- Yeah!
- Thank you!

- Are we happy?
- We are happy!

- Ah, ladies, this is amazing!

It is gonna be up on
Jess' feed very soon.

- Thanks, Jess,
you're so awesome!

- You're welcome.
- Can I see it?

- Of course.

- See you in a little while.
- Look so great.

(sinister music)

- Come on.
- See you. See you.

- What was that about?
- Oh, you know,

gratitude of the masses.

Hey, let's get a bite to
eat, I'm starving.

- I should go ride share here...

- No problem, I'll drive you.

Jessica, your blog is
getting a ton of traffic.

It's really blowing up.

I'm so happy for you!

- I had almost a hundred
private messages this morning.

All from girls who
want fashion tips.

- We can make bank off of this.

- I just liked making
those girls so happy.

Did you see their faces?

- You can do that
for so many others.

And once we grow you to 200,000
followers, we can write

our own ticket.
I have seen Internet peeps

parlay their online
videos into major deals:

cable shows,
movies, you name it.

I'm already working on setting
up your next appearance.

(Jessica chuckling)
(cell phone ringing)

(smooth jazz playing)

So look,

I have to go by Rick's
place for a few minutes;

why don't you come with me
and we can talk about this

on the way. - Sure!

♪♪♪

- Rick, I'm here.

(cheering)

Happy birthday, best friend!

- It isn't 'til Monday!

- I know,
but we wanted to surprise you.

You've been so great to me.

- You rock, Skylar! Haha!
- Come on.

Come on. - Haha!

- (together): ♪♪ Happy
birthday to you ♪

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

♪ Happy birthday, dear Skylar ♪

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪♪

(cheering)

(disquieting music) - This is
beautiful, you guys.

- Well...

aren't you gonna blow
out your candles?

- Oh!
- Go on!

- Of course. Of course.

(cheering)

How did she get here?
Where did you two meet?

- She followed me online.
You don't mind, right?

- No. No!

On, my gosh, no!

- Good. OK.

- So, uh...

you know,
when Skylar was a little girl,

she was smarter than

all the other kids. Still is.

She's the most awesome
kid in your school.

(distressing music)

- (Jessica): So,
shall we cut this thing?

- Oh, hell, yeah!

And what's your name, pretty lady?
I don't think

we got a chance to meet before.
- I'm Lenore Poe.

And you're Doreen, right? - Yes.

And I think we're all gonna be

really, really,
really good friends from now on.

- Sweet!
- Aren't we, Skylar?

- Don't I know it.

Mmmm... You know what?

I'm going to go to
the ladies' room.

I'll be back in just a sec. ♪♪♪

Oh, my God. Calm down.

Calm down!

SKYLAR, get a grip.

Think. Think. Think.

Think. Think.

Did you see the look
on Doreen's face?

She knows something.

She's trying to
infiltrate your friends.

You better do
something about this,

little genius, and do it now.

Don't be weak.

Be in charge.

- So, you and Lenore

used to be a thing, right?

- No. We're...
we're friends from school.

She dated my older brother.
He was

a senior last year.
He went off to college. They broke up.

- But Skylar told
me you guys were...

you know.
(indistinct pop song playing)

- It's kind of my point that...

I don't know. I made the mistake

of following her online
after the breakup.

And, you know,
I liked her pictures,

I messaged her
just the once or...

People got the wrong idea.
My brother got the wrong idea

because he didn't speak
to me for two months.

I spoke to Lenore,
we cleared the air,

but it took some time.

- So, everyone thought
that you were trying

to get with your brother's ex?

That... that must have sucked.

- That's why I got
off social media.

I realized it's...

it's a place where everyone gets
the wrong idea about everything.

(people laughing and chattering)

- We need to talk.

In private. Now.

at do you want?
Oh, please, more drink.

OK, that was really
rude, Skylar.

- I'll tell you what's
rude, Doreen: you.

This whole thing stinks.

Jessica said the two
of you met online;

now,
how the hell did that happen?

- Tshh! I went to the library

like you said and
I made a profile.

- You're lying.

You went in my room and
messed with my stuff.

- So? What are you worried
about, Skylar?

You don't have anything to hide.

Do you?

(alarming music) -
Here's the thing,

dear cousin.
I'm gonna call you a ride-share car.

You're gonna walk out of here
and wait for it on the curb

while you sober up.
You're gonna get in that car

and go straight home.

If you don't do that right now,

I guarantee you'll
be sorry tomorrow.

(scoffing)

- Always trying to
tell me what to do.

- I'm in charge.
- Oh!

That is your mother talking.

(tense music)

- I'm warning you, Doreen.
- You know what?

You go to hell!
I'm older than all of you,

I'm the adult here!

(Doreen slumping to the floor)

- Still alive.
Just barely breathing.

Yeah, OK,

OK, OK, OK.

(dance music playing)
(indistinct chatter)

- Hey,
have you guys seen Skylar?

- Hmm! She went over there
with that strange older lady.

- Thanks.

♪♪♪

Skylar?

- Oh, Jessica. Oh, my God!

I was just about to
come looking for you.

- What? What happened?
- I...

She got drunk and slipped

and hit her head.
- I'll call an ambulance.

- No! Wait.

This could be
really bad for her.

She almost lost her job

being wasted.
She's supposed to be in A.A.

If they find out...

I think, I think she's OK.
It's just you and Rick

help me get her home, please.

- OK.
- OK.

Thank you. (door closing)

- (Rick): Watch your head.

There we go.

- Where am I? What happened?

- I think she'll be fine.
Just, uh...

just call me.
If you need anything, OK, call me.

- Thanks, Rick.
I'll see you at school tomorrow.

- Yeah. See you.
- Bye.

(engine revving
up) (ominous music)

- (Doreen): Hmm, my head.

- Hey there. Feeling better?

- What happened?
- You slipped on the stairs.

- I think you just
had one too many.

- Yeah.
I think you're right about that.

Aw, man, from now on,

no more drinking.

Not another drop.

I never want to lose control

like that again.

- I have to get home.
Are you sure Doreen will be OK?

- She just needs some sleep and an A.A.
meeting.

- OK.
- Um,

before you go,
I wanted to give you this.

- Your business plan?

- It's a management agreement.
- Ohhh...

Um... wow!

- It means we'd be partners.
Will you look it over?

- I will.
You take care of your cousin, OK?

- She's a tough cookie.

- OK.

Good night. - Night.

(creepy music)

- Aaah...

(drawer closing)

- Not anymore.

Never again.

We're not finished, Skylar.

Not by a long shot.

- You're getting
popular really fast.

I saw your blog
and your profile;

you're over 10,000
followers now.

- Skylar's been promoting me.

She's really good at finding kids
online with certain interests.

She even has a contract
all worked out.

Look.

- Interesting. Do you mind

if I look this over?
I want to make sure it's fair.

- OK, Mom, but...

you should know...

the fashion thing is what
I want to do with my life.

There are so many girls

out there who have no
idea how special they are.

I want to show them that
they can be special...

that it was inside
them all along.

- Honey, that's...

really beautiful.
And I'll support you

whatever you want to do.
I think it's really cool

actually. - Thanks, Mom.

(Ding!) - Notes on Jessica Lake.

It's progressing as planned.

I project at least 50K
followers within a 2-week time.

By then, we can expect

offers from at least two
major clothing companies,

who I'm already in touch with.

That should translate to
revenues of at least 10K

within the second month.

Then, once 200,000
followers are reached,

we can pick our marques.

Basically, Ms.
Lake is the perfect online influencer,

a working-class

celebrity so speak.

And she's all mine.

OK! OK!

Let's give our best girl
a little breathing room.

She's got another event
coming up very soon,

and we'll keep you all
posted when it happens.

- We love you, Jessica!
(girls screaming)

- Oh, don't forget! Two pages

on I Have No Mouth
and I Must Scream

by Friday. - (boy): Alright.

- (whispering): Two minutes, OK?

- So, I watched that video

you did last night.

It was really fun!
You have a way with that stuff.

- Thanks, Mom.
I really love doing it.

- And I also, um,

looked over that contract

Skylar gave you. - Uh-ohhh!

(disquieting music) - Just hear me out.
This....

agreement is

very pointed, very specific.

Do you realize she's asking
you for a 10-year term?

- Yeah, that's a long time.

- And that's just the
part I could understand.

The rest is written in
this ironclad legalese

that even I can't pronounce,
and I'm an English teacher.

- Haha!
- Now, I'm serious.

She had a lawyer draw that up,

or a team of lawyers,

and I'd like to have
somebody look it over

who knows exactly what it means.

Will you at least give
me time to do that?

- OK, Mom.
No harm in being too careful.

But don't worry so much.

- I don't mean to be so serious.

I really am proud of you.

- Hmm.

- Alright, get to class, superstar.
- Bye, Mom.

(sighing)

- Hey, girl!
Are you around in a bit?

I have some stuff I
want to run by you.

- Jessica: [No problem.]
- OK. Awesome!

I... I'll be there in
about half an hour.

♪♪♪

(exhaling)

(glass shattering noise)

Aaah, Doreen...

Is that my mother's crystal vase
in pieces on the floor there?

- Yeah.

I guess it is.

Oops! - You're gonna have

to stop screwing up like this.

- Those are your mother's
things, Skylar.

You only have them
because she's dead.

Just like you only have any
money because she's dead.

I've been thinking
about that a lot lately.

Just like I've
been thinking a lot

about what happened
the other night.

- Doreen, you were plastered.

- Well, sure,

but I am damn sober now,

and I'm starting to
remember a few things.

Like... you were really,
really angry at me.

You've been a scheming
brat your whole life,

and I know you keep secrets.

- Doreen...

clean up that mess,

and I'll see you later.

- Yeah,
I'll clean up that mess alright.

- Who the hell do
you think you are,

drunk loser bitch?!

- I didn't lie to you, Skylar...

I did go to the library,

but I wasn't using the Internet.

I was doing my homework.

Man, I should have never taken
what happened at face value.

Not like the police did.

- Miguel is willing to sponsor
whatever we want to do,

so here's the way I see it.

We select two or three girls from
school, fans of J-Lake TV,

and we'll shoot you
supervising their makeovers.

It'll be awesome.
Then, we'll follow that up

with five more appearances.
One each week,

new makeover girl every time.

- That's a lot of videos.

- Well,
this is our career calling.

Your last video went
through the roof.

We can make enough from
endorsements that it could pay

for your college and
guarantee our future together.

Hmmm?

Have you had a chance to look
at our management agreement yet?

I was hoping we
might sign today.

- I'm OK with everything.
- Mm-hmm.

- My mom just wants a
lawyer to go over it first.

(ominous music) That's
cool, right?

- Of course, that's cool.

Ha ha!

We're going places, you and I.

♪♪♪ (Beep-beep!)

(cell phone ringing)

- Hey.
- [Hey.]

Listen, I wanted to let you
know I'm going out of town

[for about a week or so.
It's a football thing,]

a recruitment tour.

We're going out of state.
It's pretty exciting.

[Do you want to hang
out when I get back?]

- I'd like that.
Have a safe trip.

(cell phone ringing)

Hey, you. - [Hey.]

I know it's early,
but you need to get online now.

[Something really big has happened.
Your blog's gone viral.]

[Do you know Renaldo
Hiram, the fashion giant?]

He reposted you last
night, says you're the next

big fashion influencer.

- Oh, my God!

That's amazing! - [It's more]

than amazing,
Jessica; it's miraculous.

[Look how many new
followers you have now!]

[Ah, you are all over
the Internet now, girl.]

And you're a real star.

Congratulations.

(chuckling)

♪♪♪

OK, you have beautiful hair.

Already have beautiful colour.
These curls.

So her hair was longer before,
but we just brought it up.

Maybe one side or both,
but we're just gonna do one today.

We're just gonna
add some volume.

You can't even tell that
we put an extension.

A little bit straighter
at the ends...

What do you think? - I love it!

- You know, it's going in a
tiny bit at the ends as well.

The hair falling down
super long and straight.

Are you excited?

And she's got beautiful
natural volume.

And we gave her so much texture!

- I feel so healthy.
- I know! So we gave you

a leave-in treatment.
So what it does,

it just really makes your hair
nice and healthy at the ends,

from any kind of heat styling that
it's been through. Are we happy?

- Oh yeah, so happy.
(girls laughing)

- Let us know what
you think out there.

And be proud!
You're watching J-Lake TV!

(girls cheering)

- OK, people!

Well, that's it for tonight,
but please keep your eyes

on J-Lake TV,
we're full of surprises.

- I love all of you!
- Thank you.

- Hey, I just wanted to say

thank you, Jess. Honestly,

I have not felt this beautiful

in a really, really long time.
- Aww, you are beautiful

inside and out. - Thank you!

(cell phone ringing)
- It's your mama.

- Hi, Mom. Did you see the live stream?
It went really well.

- [I'm really proud of
you, honey.]

But it's getting late,
I want you to come home soon.

- OK. See you in a bit.

- I do not understand, Jessica.

We have big problems here.

You failed

both of your do-over tests,

and they're not gonna
let you take them again.

- I'm sorry, Mom.
It's just been so crazy.

- Spent two days getting those girls ready for
that video, and you barely cracked open a book.

I see where this is
going, and it's not good!

(sighing)

OK, listen.
I want you to hear me, Jessica.

I am happy that things are going

so well for you,
but I want you to have a real life.

- I think I can decide for
myself what kind of life I want.

- Honey,
you are just 17 years old.

- And in two weeks, I'll be 18.

And then a year after
that, I'll be 19.

So what's your point?
- My point is

you are failing out of school,
and I am still your mother!

- Fine.

♪♪♪

(sighing)

- Six figures,

we're on our way, Jess.

On our way.

♪♪♪

What the hell are you doing

in here, Doreen?
This is my room!

- Hi, cousin.
I saw the big event went well.

I've been doing some digging.

I went to the library,
like you said.

See this?

This is a listing
for the showtimes

for the theatre you
were supposedly at

the night poor Aunt
Annie was killed

right here in this house.

I was at work. Convenient, huh?

- Just stop talking, Doreen.
- No,

you, stop talking and listen.

In the statement
you gave the police,

you were at a movie that night.

Well, you were careful

because these guys
don't have a website

and the showtimes aren't listed.

Not on the Internet.

But I found this in
the newspaper archives.

It says there
wasn't even a movie

playing that night.
It was a live event.

And I'm sure this is all
the police would ever need

to look deeper
into what happened.

And you don't want that.

Do you?

You came back here

and you killed her that
night, didn't you?

You hated her anyway.
So you did her in,

and you got the insurance
money and the house.

And I can prove you did it.

(foreboding music)

I might even be able to
prove you had something to do

with that Monica Davis girl.

I saw you sneak out
the night she died.

- And what do you want?
- Oh, we're partners now.

Like I said before,

I get half of whatever you
do with that Jessica girl

or... guess what happens.

Alright, well,
I'm gonna go to my night shift,

and when I get back,

we're gonna talk about
our new business venture.

50-50.

(knocking on door) (sniffling)

- Honey, can I come in?

- I guess.

- I hate fighting with you.

It's not like us.
- Mom, I just...

I don't know what's happening.

How did something so
cool turn so complicated?

- The world is complicated.

That doesn't mean we
have to let it beat us.

(soft music) - Dad
used to say that.

Sometimes, I miss him so much.

(sniffling)

♪♪♪

- Ugh!

(laceration)

Skylar...

(stab) Ah!

Argh!

- You were never my
partner, Doreen.

You were never anything.

♪♪♪

No one else came.
Doreen's mom ran off

a long time ago.
She was very lonely.

Wish I could have helped more.

- It's so tragic.

Did the police have any leads?

- No.

They said that muggings are
really bad in that area,

and there were no
witnesses, so...

...time to put it all past us,

I guess. - Of course.

- I'm... I'm sorry to bring this up
now, but did you

sign our management agreement?
We need to get official,

your big thing at the Teen
Club is tomorrow night.

(eerie music) - Well,
we have a lawyer

looking the papers over.
To be honest,

I-I hadn't really
thought about it much

with everything
that's been going on.

I'm so sorry for you, Skylar.

- I'm sorry too.

But we need to move forward.

Doreen would have
wanted it that way.

- Honey, I think we can

take this up at a
more appropriate time.

- OK, Mom.

- Of course.
- Call me later.

Let me know you're doing
alright, OK?

- I will. Thank you. Thank you

so much for coming.

I need to go sign some papers.
- Mm-hmm.

(cell phone ringing)

- It's Rick.

Hi, Rick. - Hey, Jess.

Um, I just heard
about Skylar's cousin.

Are you guys doing OK?
- [We're still at the funeral.]

I'm really glad you called.
- [Yeah, I just got back in town.]

You want to get together? Talk?

- [That would be nice.
I have my big party tomorrow night.]

Would you go with me?

I'd really like it if you did.
- Yeah, I'd love to.

I'll pick you up at 7. - [OK.]

Dress kind of fancy.
It'll be like senior prom,

only more rock and roll.

(eerie music)

- Good riddance, cousin.

Now, I'm in charge.

I beat you all.

Mother,

Doreen,

Monica,

I won.

- I know Skylar's very focused,

very business minded,
but she didn't even cry

back there. Not one tear.

She just spoke
business with you.

- Well,
don't we all deal with death

in different ways?
- That's true,

but death has a way of
following that girl around.

The same thing

happened to her mother.

Almost the exact same thing.

You just met her, Jessica.

You only know what she's chosen
to tell you about herself.

I just...
I have a bad feeling about this.

♪♪♪

- So, I want you all
out there to know

how much it means
to me and Skylar

that you sent so many well
wishes about her cousin.

Thank you for respecting
her privacy too.

And in case you need a
ten thousandth reminder,

be sure to come out
to the Roland Teen Club

for my big 200K
followers' party.

And remember to hug
someone you love today.

My mom says we tend to live
too much on the Internet.

She's a really wise old
lady, you know?

Be proud.
You're watching J-Lake TV.

♪♪♪

(typing on keyboard)

(cell phone ringing)

- [Yes? Who is this?]

- Hello. Ms. Davis?
This is Lynn Kessling.

[I'm a teacher at
the high school]

[where your daughter
was a student.]

[I'm wondering if it
would be possible]

to speak to you for a
few moments this evening.

It...
it could be very important.

- [Yeah. I suppose so.]

(knocking on door)

- Hey, you.
- Sorry I didn't call.

I've been thinking about some
things, can we talk?

- Of course we can.
Mom went to the store,

so it's just us. - Oh, good.

Um, I saw your post
this afternoon,

and it was so sweet.
Doreen's death has made me

realize a few things.
One of them

is that life is short.
- I'm so sorry for you, Skylar.

We're all here for you.

- I'm glad to hear that

because I think we
should be roommates.

When we finish school.
- Roommates?

- Well, it's perfect.

We graduate next year,
and by then you're gonna be huge.

We'll both have

a lot of money,
so I'm thinking loft in New York.

We'll run my business out of it,

we'll recruit other talent,
we'll have them live there too.

It'll be our own little
empire, Jessica.

Oh, we'll be rich.

- Wow!

I... I'm not sure
what to say to that.

It's a big step.

- Well, we have plenty of time to
sort it all out. It's what I do:

I take money and turn
it into more money

investments.
That's what my mother

could never understand, Jessica.
That's what makes us perfect

for each other: you
understand what is important!

- I understand

that you've suffered
a terrible loss.

And I think we should talk
about all this another time.

You're being very intense--
- Jessica...

...I am your manager,

it is my job to be
intense sometimes.

We need to be smart and
prepared for the future.

We must seize the day, yes?

(unsettling music)

- OK. I'll think about it.

- OK.

OK.

♪♪♪

OK. Thank you, best friend.

I'll see you tomorrow night.

It's gonna be a killer party.

(door opening)

- Skylar Madison can be very...
charming,

very persuasive.

She started to dictate every
move that my daughter made.

She, uh...

She got Monica into that...
all that social media stuff.

That's all that Skylar
wanted her to do.

And Monica became seduced by it.

One night, she came home late...

and she'd been drinking and
she'd never done that before.

And she started to cry.

And she said that Skylar
was threatening her.

- What kind of threats?

- She told her that
Monica would be sorry,

that she'd make her life a living
hell if she didn't obey her.

♪♪♪ By then,

Monica had gotten an offer

from a real management company,

and I told her to
just get rid of Skylar

and to go with them 'cause I knew...
I knew

that company would
treat them right.

- And what did Skylar say to that?
- She was terrified to tell her.

Now, my... (sniffling)

Now, my little girl
is just gone forever.

- Did it...

ever occur to you

that Skylar might somehow

be responsible?

Two other people
have already died.

- I don't know what to believe.

I-I-I buried my daughter,

that's all I know.

That's all I'm ever gonna know.

♪♪♪

♪♪♪ (moaning)

(gasping)

- I wasn't too happy with
our conversation, sweetness.

You seemed a bit... hesitant.
(Jessica panting)

But now, I have you right
where you deserve to be,

right where I want you.

- I did what you told me.
I always do what you tell me.

Skylar, why are you doing this?!

- Shh, shh, shhhh, shhh...

Think of it as a...

pre-emptive
disciplinary measure.

You have to learn
who the boss is.

It's me, Jessica.

I'm in charge. I rule you!

MEEEE!

(screaming)

(gasping)

- OK, so maybe Skylar
is a control freak,

maybe she's even a little scary;

that doesn't mean she
killed someone though.

- That kid is trouble.

Something tells me you know it
too, deep down.

- She was so different last
night, when she came here.

I know that has to be
why I had that nightmare,

but murder, Mom?

- Monica fell from a
balcony at a party,

and two other people in Skylar's
life have died... violently.

Either it's a morbid series
of coincidences or...

...something bad
is going on here.

- Do you think we
should go to the police?

- No. There's no real evidence.

Unless we knew for
sure that Skylar did

something to Monica Davis.

There were no
witnesses that night.

♪♪♪ - Mom,

Skylar said she was going to
visit Monica in the hospital.

She wanted me to go with her
in the morning. Remember?

But Monica died
during the night.

Maybe we should go to the
hospital, ask around,

just check things out.

- Mm-hmm.

We are

so grateful that you came here

to meet us. - I'm happy to help.

Monica Davis died on my watch,

and I have a daughter of my own.

- Well,
did you see anything strange

that night?
I mean, anything at all?

There was a girl
named Skylar Madison

who might have come to visit.
She had

long, dark hair. - You know,

people are in and out of
the hospital all the time.

Hospitals are notoriously
unsecure places,

I'm sorry to say. - Damn!

♪♪♪ - But you guys

have cameras, right?

- OK, so we're looking at
about 10 to midnight here.

Monica Davis flatlined
shortly after that.

There's nothing unusual here.
But we just had

new cameras installed in the visitor
parking lot. Can you show us that?

- There! Look!
Look at that camera feed.

That's Skylar's car.

OK, fast-forward the feed to right
after the time when Monica died.

(typing on keyboard) ♪♪♪

Can you zoom in?

And... stop right there.

It's her! Mom, it's Skylar!

She's wearing hospital scrubs.
Why?

How would she get those?!
- You could buy those anywhere.

But it looks like she's
wearing one our badges too.

Or something close.
- Oh, my God!

She came in the hospital
disguised as a nurse

right when Monica died.

That has to mean...
- I'll be damned.

- (Ms. Kessling): We need
to get this to the police.

- I'll have to make a call.

- Mom, I just...
I just can't believe--

- Honey, calm down. ♪♪♪

Here's the plan: we're going
straight to the police with this.

- Mom,
that could take a long time.

The event is in just a few hours,
I have to get ready for it.

- I don't think you should go.
- I promised

my fans I'd be there tonight.

Skylar doesn't suspect anything.

I'll have Rick with me.

They'll have security guards there.
Don't worry.

- OK. Call Rick.

Explain everything to him.
Have him meet you at the house.

I won't leave for the police
station until he's there.

I just hope this is enough to have
the police want to question Skylar.

I'll hit the Teen
Club as soon as I can.

- OK.
- This is really risky.

- I know, Mom,

but we can do this.

We can do it together.

(indistinct chatter)
(dramatic music)

♪♪♪

(sighing)

♪♪♪

(Jessica sighing)

- You look amazing!

- I don't feel amazing.
I'm really worried.

- Don't be. There's safety in
numbers, we've got this.

Come on, let's go.

(electronic dance sic ayin
♪♪ust wanna be in love ♪

♪ Just wanna be loved♪

- Hey.
- Hey, gotta hand it to you,

you put on one hell of a party.

- Yeah,
but where's the guest of honour?

She's late, should have
been here over an hour ago.

- (Alexa): You're so hot!
Jessica, everyone loves you.

- Thank you.
OK, no matter what happens, Rick,

stay with me. Promise?
- I promise. Don't worry.

- OK, let's do it.

- ♪ Slowly wondering ♪

- Thank you so much.

(indistinct speaking)

- (boy): Woohoohoohoo!

- ♪ Just wanna be in love ♪
- Get over here, girl!

You're late!
We're already way past 200,000!

Oh, hey, nice jacket.
- Hang on a second.

- ♪ Just wanna be loved ♪♪
- Where are you?

- I'm on my way.

I'll be there any
second with the police.

They saw the video footage,
and they want to question Skylar.

♪♪♪ - OK.

(Skylar speaking inaudibly)
- I need to introduce you.

- Hey, Skylar,
she is a little nervous.

Take things easy, OK? - Yeah.

I know, of course. I'm... Sorry.

- Police are on their way

and so is my mom. - OK...

Hahaha!
Are we all having fun yet?!

(cheering)

We are here tonight to
celebrate a real phenomenon.

She won your hearts online,

and you've shown her
how much you love her

with over 2 million likes
in the past week alone.

And this is

just the beginning.

So, ladies and gentlemen,
boys and girls,

in honour of her
200,000 followers

and counting,

I give you our queen
of the Internet:

Ms. Jessica Lake!

(cheering) (techno
music playing)

- So... hi.

Thank you for coming.
I just want you

all to know how happy

and grateful I am

that you've been
watching J-Lake TV.

I never, in a million
years, could have imagined

that I would reach
this many people.

And...

I look forward to
many, many more years

of fun and fashion

and sharing our lives
together on social media.

Because that's why they
invented social media,

right?

To share our lives.

But...

for many people,

it becomes an addiction.
- What?!

(indistinct whispering)
- Filled with

deception and disappointment.

And for some people,
it even becomes

a nightmare. - Jessica,

what the hell are you doing?!
What are you doing?

- Those of you who
remember Monica Davis...

(door closing) ...know that

she was a sweet girl

with a bright
future ahead of her.

Her future was destroyed

by her so-called best friend...

...Skylar.

♪♪♪ You led her down

a very dark path.
And you're going

to answer for it all.
- Jessica, just stop talking.

Just stop talking.

(breathing hard)

(people talking indistinctly)
- (girl): What's going on?

- Don't touch me!
- Skylar Madison?

- What?! - You should come with us.
There's some questions we need

to ask you. It's about the death
of Monica Davis. (people gasping)

- Oh, you set me up, you BITCH!

You set me up!
- Skylar, you set yourself up.

You were obsessed with owning us

and managing every aspect of us.

- No. No!
- We do not belong to you!

- I made you.
I made you, Jessica!

I made Monica!
I made all of you!

I MADE! LET ME GO!

I MADE YOU!

NO! NO! GET OFF OF ME!

LET ME GO! I'LL KILL YOU!

I WILL KILL YOU, JESSICA!

GET OFF OF ME! (door closing)

- Well, this is awkward, huh?

(indistinct chatter)

I just want to say
one more thing.

To my mom.

You were right.

Our friends,

our true friends

and our true families,

they're not clicks or likes.

They're the real people

who love us... IRL.

That means in real life.

♪♪♪

So I'm going to take
a moment of silence

for Monica,

and I'm turning off my phone.

- ♪♪ Just look ♪

♪ For stories ♪

♪ Carry me in your dreams ♪

♪ Just let go ♪

♪ You'll make it ♪

♪ You're all you need ♪

♪ Sit back ♪

♪ With your wings free ♪♪