InstaFame (2019) - full transcript
- Help me! Please!
- So what does Rosebud
represent?
- The sled.
- Yes, yes it is.
But why does he say it?
Why is Rosebud his dying breath?
Welles himself said
that it represents
the simplicity and comfort
of Kane's boyhood home.
Maddie?
What was Welles trying
to say about Hearst?
- That power corrupts.
- All right, everyone.
Read the next chapter
and be prepared
to talk about
Pulitzer's influence.
Maddie.
If I catch you texting
in class again,
you know I have to send you
to the office.
You're a good kid, Madeline.
Don't focus on the noise,
all right?
- Admit it.
I'm right.
- Stop it.
- What?
He's totally doable.
- Jeez, Kelly.
- Don't act like you're not
thinking about it all day.
You're obsessed.
- You're disgusting.
- I'm honest.
At least he likes you.
- Well, I can help you study.
Want me to come over?
- To my place?
Literally never.
- Okay, then
come over to my house.
Mom's making spaghetti tonight,
and we could text Ava.
- Goody.
Carb night with the normals.
- For one second, could you
not be so mean and say,
"Thank you for inviting me over
all the time.
"Sorry I'm always
flaking on you,
"but I would love to come.
I'll definitely
make it this time."
- You're drooling.
- Hey.
- Hi.
- You're kinda new, right?
- Yeah. Kind of.
- Katie.
- Kelly.
- The foster kid.
Yeah, I volunteer for Habitat.
I think we fixed the roof
on your parents' house.
It's the one
on 8th Street, right?
- Yep, they're
not really my parents.
- Cool if I do a post with you?
- Um, yeah....
- Hey, guys!
This is the new girl, Katie.
- ... Kelly.
- You remember
that Habitat project
that I coordinated last year?
Well, she is actually living
in that house now.
You support me so that
I can support girls like this.
Much love!
- Bet her boobs are fake.
- I had gym with her.
They're not.
- Hey.
- Hey!
- Hey.
- Kell, I saw the Sashagram.
- The trash-o-gram.
- Yeah,
and she didn't even tag you.
- Whatever, Sasha's miserable,
and it's just news to you
because you haven't
lived here your whole life.
- Yeah.
- Hey.
That's her
"bleacher boyfriend" face.
- Wait, you guys
are doin' it now?
- Yup.
- No!
No... not yet.
- Yup.
- It's been, like,
what, two months?
- Yeah, you guys started talking
the first week I moved here.
- So have you, like,
told him you loved him?
- No.
- How does it work?
Does he let you call him
Mr. Davenport, or...
- Okay, you're both canceled.
- See you tonight.
- You didn't respond
to my message.
- I got your message.
I like that message.
- What are you doing tonight?
- I gotta study
with the girls.
- Well, you working Friday?
- Not if I get
my shift covered.
- Really?
- Yep.
- Okay, so if your mom
still thinks you're at work...
- Then we'll have the car.
- And we could go somewhere.
- Anywhere you want.
But right now I gotta go.
I promised my mom I'd check out
her new listing, so...
- Maddie...
Hey.
- Hey, you too.
- My God, Mom.
This place is huge.
- I know.
It's a tough sell.
A big asking price.
The seller's not willing
to negotiate.
- How much?
Come on.
I'm just gonna google it.
- 3.3.
- Okay, so 4.5 commission,
that's, like, 150 grand.
- Those SAT classes
are paying off.
- Gucci life.
- Not exactly,
but I might be able to pay off
most of your college.
- I'm just glad
these people figured out
how hard you've been working
all these years.
- I know.
- I'm so proud of you, Mom.
- Aw.
- I know Dad is too.
Thank you, honey.
- It's called a delete button,
and it's really
not that hard to use.
It's really not that hard
to use.
- That's my fault.
- Hey, making us dinner?
- No, I'm going over
to Maddie's to study.
- Says who?
- You don't want me to study?
- Don't sass me, girl.
- Whatever.
Stop it, Danny.
- Listen to your mama.
- Why'd you do that?
- It ain't like
she's my daughter.
She's ain't your daughter,
either,
so give me a break.
- You're disgusting.
- Yup.
- Hey, guys.
I just wanted to thank you all
for your support.
Ab day absolutely kicked my ass.
But...
work hard, play hard.
And your love is all
the motivation that I need.
And look, it's not glamorous.
I mean,
sweat is just fat crying.
#RealTalk.
#Sashagram.
- Hey, guys!
Um, I just picked this up today.
What do you think?
Is green my color?
Let's do a poll.
You do like it?
Thanks.
Thank you.
What the hell?
- That looks nice.
- Get out!
- Where'd you get it?
- Get out, get out!
- Where'd you get it?
You got a boyfriend
or something?
- Go, go!
- He got money?
- The hell did I tell you?
- Get out!
- My God, she has, like,
300 new followers
since she posted that video.
- Dude, I saw that bra
at Nordstrom's
for, like, 30 bucks.
Where'd she get that money?
- Okay.
Help yourself, girls.
- Okay, Mom.
- And no cell phones.
- I know, Mom.
- That's Kelly.
I'll get it.
Hey, girl.
Hey, you okay?
- Eat, Ava.
Mom, this is so good.
Is this that,
Cajun seasoning you use?
It's different.
Do you like it?
- It's Tony Chachere's, right?
- That's how you say it?
- Yeah.
Um, the first foster home
I was in,
it was in Louisiana.
We put that stuff on everything.
- You've been here
a few months, right?
- Yeah.
A week after courtwarming.
- Are you liking it?
- I don't know.
It's high school.
- Seriously,
where'd you get the bra?
- I bought it.
- Wait, what was that post
about anyways?
- Okay, that post got me
327 new followers
in, like, two hours.
Besides, Sasha's making videos
about her boob sweat
and getting 5,000 views.
She's not better than us,
she just plays the game better.
- Yeah, but prettier
and richer and...
- No, she's just
a regular girl like us.
- Well, I don't think
I want to play her game.
- What if we did?
- Did what?
- What if we could beat Sasha?
- She probably pays
for half her followers.
Meanwhile, you're
stealing bras from the mall.
- I bought it!
- Liar.
- How's the studying, girls?
- So good, Mom.
- Ms. Reynolds, I heard
about your new listing.
Pretty frickin' awesome.
Like, total boss move.
- Thank you, Kelly.
Okay, 30 more minutes.
- Thanks, Mom.
- Okay, seriously, did you just
Jedi-mind-trick my mom
into giving us 30 more minutes?
- I am so sick
of girls like Sasha
getting everything they want
and girls like us
getting dumped on.
I've been to five
different high schools.
There's a Sasha Curtis
in every single one of them.
Suck it, Sasha.
- What, what are you doing?
- I'm just playing the game.
- Hey.
Come here a second.
- Go back to sleep, Danny.
- No, come here a second.
I want to apologize.
I walked in on you before.
I shouldn't have done that.
I'm sorry.
But I ain't sorry
for what I saw.
You know, you might want
to get a little boyfriend
down at that school of yours.
I could show you
what to do with that body.
Hey.
Sorry about earlier.
I...
brought you this beer
to apologize.
Still thirsty?
- Hey.
I really like you.
- I more than like you.
Wish I could kiss you right now.
- Yeah, well I guess
I'll have to
give you tonight's
kisses tomorrow.
- Hey, um...
I wanted to tell you I...
didn't get into NYU.
- What?
Babe, I'm so sorry.
What are you gonna do?
- I don't know.
I mean, hopefully
Pratt or Columbia
will come through.
You know, if not...
I guess take some classes
and try to transfer out
next year.
- What's that look for?
- Guess I'm just scared
about next year.
- Why?
- Well...
I'm worried about us
and my mom and...
I guess I just don't want
anything to change.
- You know, Mads...
change doesn't always
have to be a bad thing.
- My God, Danny.
Danny.
Danny!
Yes, please come soon.
My... my boyfriend,
he won't wake up.
I think he's dead.
- This brought rise
to yellow journalism,
which is what?
Maddie?
- Um, like,
overdramatic headlines.
Like today's tabloids.
- Yes, right.
And these headlines
were meant to be sensational,
not necessarily truthful.
The bigger the headline,
the better the paper would sell.
- Hey, what's up?
Where are you?
- It's Danny.
- My God.
Is he messing with you again?
- He's dead.
- What?
How?
- I don't...
I still have to talk
to the cops and stuff.
- Is there anything I can do?
How's Destiny?
- She's a disaster.
I don't know, I just...
I just have to deal with this.
- Just text me
if there's anything I can do.
- Wait.
Um, have you seen Sasha today?
- No.
- I think that last post we did
got under her skin.
She hasn't posted
anything since.
- Yeah.
- I know he was a weirdo creep,
but jeez.
Tragic.
- She's just been through
so much already.
- Look, she just posted.
- Hey, guys.
Um...
this morning my foster father
committed suicide.
He was the closest thing that
I had to a dad in my life.
If you're ever having thoughts
of depression or suicide,
just know that you're not alone.
You can call the 24-hour
national suicide hotline
at the number on the screen.
Love to you all.
Except for you, Sasha.
You can rot for all I care.
- What the hell?
- Holy crap.
No, she didn't.
- Hey, you.
Hey yourself.
Okay, so um...
I was thinking... prom?
Do you want, like, a...
Like, a promposal, or...
- Ew, no.
- No?
- Gross.
- Okay.
- But whoever asks me,
I think that he should
just come out and ask me
and be chill about it.
- Whoever? So what?
You have, like,
a lot of dudes in mind, or...
- Well, I'm trying
to get my likes up,
so anything can happen.
Speaking of, um...
what was the deal
with that Kelly post?
The thing about her dad
was crazy.
- It's not her...
Kelly's going through
a lot right now,
and she feels like Sasha
needs to be knocked off
her perfect pedestal.
- And what do you think?
- Sasha!
Would you sign a petition
to allow our janitorial staff
an additional day?
- What? Ew, no.
- Suck it, Sasha.
- So why do you care so much
about Sasha all of a sudden?
- Because Kelly's my friend,
and she's right.
Sasha's the worst.
- Okay, look, we got,
like, what,
two more months of this place,
and then all this stuff
is in the past.
- For you.
You're leaving.
- Yeah, and of course
I'm trying to.
Don't you want to?
What about New York?
Okay, well...
you could either
wait tables here
or you could wait tables
in the greatest city
in the entire world.
- Paris?
- Fine, I'll go to Paris
with you.
- Aw!
But will you go prom with me?
- Wait, I...
I thought I was supposed
to ask you.
- Don't be so gender-normative.
- Yes, I will go
to prom with you.
I'll go anywhere with you.
- Aw.
- Are you okay?
- I know he wasn't a good man.
And I'm sorry
for how he treated you.
I don't know what
I'm gonna do without him.
- Is it okay if...
Maddie said that I could
stay with her for a few nights.
I just don't think that
I can sleep here right now.
Smells like death, don't it?
I'm sorry.
- Um, thanks again
for having me.
It's, like, really weird
in the house right now.
- You're so welcome.
- You're a... a really good mom.
- Thanks.
Come in, honey.
You should've seen it.
She was totally freaking out.
The whole cafeteria
was just laughing at her.
You can totally see
up your shorts!
- So?
"Like what you see?"
#PeekABoo.
#SuckltSasha.
- You are so thirsty.
Don't be such a Puritan.
- Look.
New Sashagram.
- Hey, so I've been seeing
you guys
using the hashtag #SuckltSasha,
and I just wish
we could all be a little more
kind to each other during
these difficult times.
- What?
She's totally using
my own hashtag against me.
And look, she just posted
two minutes ago,
and she already
has over 400 likes.
Gosh, we really need
to up our game.
- What do you mean?
- We should totally kiss.
- Hard pass.
- No, it's not, like, gross.
It'll be cute.
- I don't think I want
to do that.
- Well, you have
to do something,
'cause you're not helping.
- I have an idea.
Hey, everyone, it's Maddie,
and I'm here with Crazy Kelly,
and we're having
a little slumber party,
and we just wanted
to give a little shout-out
to all you Sashagrammers
out there.
Suck it, Sasha.
- My God, you guys.
I can't believe
you did that without me.
Maddie, have you ever
gotten that many likes?
- Definitely not.
- And it was her idea.
- Hey, sexy.
What's wrong?
What?
What the hell
was that post last night?
- It's just a post.
- Yeah, but you're, like,
half naked.
- Don't be such a Puritan.
- I don't know what's going on
with you, but I don't like it.
- Kurt.
- Hi, honey.
Where's Kelly?
- Um, she had to pick up
an extra shift.
I think she's trying
to save money for prom.
- You know, if she needs help
buying a dress,
I am more than happy
to help, okay?
Hey.
You okay?
- Kurt didn't get in to NYU.
- Honey.
- He really wants
to go to New York.
He's gonna go to New York,
you know?
And do you want
to go to New York?
- I don't know
what I want to do.
What do you think Dad would say?
- You know
what your dad would say.
Do whatever makes you happy.
- Yeah, well he's not here
to make you happy,
and I don't know
what to do about that.
- Honey, I am happy,
and as much as I love you
and I want you close to me,
I also want you
to see the world.
You are so smart and so strong.
You have the potential to do
whatever you put
your heart into, okay?
Okay.
- Okay.
- Kelly...
let's talk after class,
all right?
- Mr. Davenport,
I'm so sorry.
- Kelly, I heard what happened
at your foster home.
- I... yeah.
- Were you close with him?
- Yeah, I was.
- Listen, I want to give you
every opportunity for success,
but you gotta do the work.
Now, I'm not totally hip
to everything that's going on,
but I know there's something
between you and Sasha.
You need to focus
on what's important,
which is passing your classes
and graduating.
Understood?
- Yeah, can I, like,
maybe retake the test?
- No.
But at the end of the semester,
I let each student throw out
their lowest test grade.
Now, let's make sure that
this is the one
that we throw out, okay?
- Is that Sasha?
- Yeah.
I was the school's rep
for the Future Leaders
of America Council.
She was selected last year.
I was a chaperone.
- Cute.
- Are you okay?
- I am so sorry.
I was leaning back
to take a picture.
- Sure, Sasha.
- Hey.
Let's not do this.
I am so anti-cyberbullying,
and this just isn't
a great look on you.
- Ladies?
- You girls have no idea.
- We'll see about that.
- She clearly did it on purpose.
I mean, she had someone ready
waiting for you.
Maybe this whole thing's
going a little too far.
- God.
Not another promposal.
- No, I think you're gonna
want to see this.
- Can I have everyone's
attention, please?
Sasha Curtis,
we have a special announcement
from a very special someone.
Five, six, seven, eight.
- We gotta raise the bar.
I mean, that lunch venue
just proves that people
want something big.
- Like what?
- Something dangerous.
- Hey, less talk and more show.
I wanna see what
we're working with here.
- Okay, what do you think?
- It's a little '80s.
- Okay.
- Ava, that's gorgeous.
- Is it too gowny?
- I don't know what that means.
- Wow. Kelly.
- Can you...
can you take a Boomerang for me?
- I don't know
what that is, but...
I don't know what to do, though.
- Just hold that button down.
- Okay... ready, go.
- Did you get it?
- I think so. Check.
- Thanks again, Ms. Reynolds.
- You're so welcome,
sweetie.
- Hey Mom, can I have the keys?
I wanna drive.
- Ava, do you need
a lift, honey?
- No, I drove.
- Okay.
- She actually has a car.
- Sasha hasn't posted
since this morning.
- Is that Sasha Curtis?
- What, you know her?
- Yeah, Maddie and her
used to be best friends.
- What?
Wh... how have you not
mentioned this to me?
- That was, like,
a long time ago
when we were just kids
and before she was all, like...
- Her father
is one of the partners
at my agency.
I have known him
since I was your age.
- What's the craziest thing
you ever did in high school?
- The craziest?
Well, I don't know about crazy,
but the stupidest thing
was the Red River cliff walk.
- You haven't even
told me about this.
- You know the river gorge
where your dad used to
take us fishing?
Well, in high school,
we used to do this thing
kind of like a dare
because it was before everyone
did stupid things on YouTube.
So the kids would go
up there at sunset,
and they would
walk the cliff edge
with their eyes closed.
- You did this?
- Well, most kids chickened out.
But, some made it
all the way across.
- Anyway, senior year,
a kid from another school
fell off and died.
All the kids smartened up
and stopped trying.
You think you're invincible
when you're 17.
That's the high school calling.
Hello?
Yes, it is.
I'm sorry?
Yeah, I'm actually with
Madeline and Kelly right now.
I am so sorry.
I will talk to both of them.
Thank you, bye.
That was Principal Decker.
Sasha's parents
have called the school
and said she's being harassed
on social media
and that both of you
are behind it.
- No, Ms. Reynolds, she...
She's making it up.
- Kelly, I think you should
stay at your house tonight.
Madeline and I need to have
a long talk, alone.
Keep your eyes on the road
unless you want me to drive.
- Fine.
- Madeline.
- What?
- What do you mean, what?
Bullying, really?
- Mom, it's not...
- Pull up your posts.
- What?
- Pull up your posts now.
- No.
- Excuse me?
- I said no.
They're private.
- You're not 18.
You don't get privacy
unless I say so.
Really, Mom?
- Give me your phone.
- No.
- Give me your phone.
I pay for it.
- It's locked, anyway.
- It's not like I don't see you
unlock it a hundred times a day.
- Mom, please.
Hey, everyone.
It's Maddie, and I'm here
with Crazy Kelly,
and we're having
a little slumber party,
and we just wanted
to give a little shout-out
to all you Sashagrammers
out there.
Suck it, Sasha.
- I am so disappointed in you.
- I don't know what to do.
- I mean...
No offense, but I think
your mom's right on this one.
- But Sasha's not being bullied,
she's just getting a little
tiny taste of her own medicine.
- Yeah, I guess.
- I'm sorry I made that post.
I wouldn't have done it
if I knew it was gonna
piss you off so much.
- I'm not pissed, I'm just...
Honestly, I'm a little worried
about you, Mads.
I mean, come on.
You're better than this.
Um, I gotta go, babe.
I'll talk to you tomorrow?
- Okay.
- What are you doing?
- Come on.
- I'm grounded.
- So?
- Come on.
- Wait, why are you driving?
- 'Cause I'm the only one
who knows where we're going.
- How are you not grounded?
- My mom's out of town,
and my Dad's oblivious,
so I'll hear about it
this weekend.
- Wait, wait, wait.
Ava, call her again.
- Call who?
- Ava turned off her caller ID.
We've been calling Sasha
and messing with her.
Wait, leave a message this time.
- What do I say?
- Be really freaky.
- Hello, Sasha.
Why haven't you been
returning my calls?
I want to see you tonight.
Do you want to see me?
- She won't know it's us at all.
- Come on.
- No way, Kelly.
- Whoo!
Red River cliff walk.
Just like your mom said.
- Okay, Kell.
Be careful.
- Sasha would never do this.
- Yeah, 'cause
she's not that dumb.
- Ava, are you gonna
bail on me too?
- No...
- She's not bailing on something
that she never agreed to.
Let's just go, Ava.
- You guys, it's not a big deal.
You close your eyes
and you walk along the edge.
If you're feel scared,
just quit.
- I don't know.
- Maddie's mom did it
when she was our age.
- And some kid died.
- Ava, come on.
You're the most athletic.
- She doesn't have to do it.
- Let her make up her own mind.
- Ava, you don't have to do it.
- Stop it, stop it, I'll do it!
- Don't be stupid.
- Thank you.
- Look, I said I'll do it,
and I'll do it, okay?
You don't have to.
- Go ahead, leave.
No one's forcing you to stay.
- If you're gonna do it, do it.
Let's just get it out of the way
so I can get
the hell out of here.
- Stand right here.
- Okay.
- Close your eyes.
- Okay.
- You just start there
and make it all around
the edge of the cliff.
Okay, I can do this.
- Ava, are you okay?
- Actually, it's not that hard.
- You guys, it doesn't even
look that scary on camera.
Like, lean out more.
- What?
- How am I supposed to do that?
- ... Maddie, grab her hand.
- No.
I'm here under duress
and protest.
- Well, then,
you take the video.
- I don't have my phone,
remember?
I'm supposed to be grounded.
- Here, you can use mine.
- Suck it, Sasha.
Whoo!
God.
- Okay.
- What's your passcode?
- 7890.
- Okay, take my hand
with your right hand.
Lean out as far as you can.
As you walk.
Don't worry, I got you.
- God, this is scary.
You got me?
- I got you.
Maddie, how does it look?
- Stupid and dangerous.
- God, God.
How much farther?
- You're at, like,
the halfway point.
Maddie, are you getting this?
Help me... pull me up!
- Ava!
- Ava!
Ava!
- Maddie?
- My God, my God!
- What did you do?
What did you do?
- We've gotta go down there
and get her, come on.
Call 911!
- Wait, where are you going?
- Maddie?
Come on.
Points for knocking.
- Ava, Ava!
Ava, Ava, talk to me.
Talk to me, Ava!
She's dying.
- Maddie.
- No!
- Maddie.
- What?
- We have to go.
- What?
- We should get back
before someone sees us.
- Are you crazy?
We cannot leave her here.
We... call 911.
- There's nothing we can do.
- Call them.
- We can't.
- Why?
- They will put me in jail.
- What are you talking about?
This is just an accident.
- Really?
I snuck you guys out.
It was my idea.
I convinced Ava to go first.
I made her hang over the edge.
I let her slip.
It was me, not you.
The troubled foster kid killed
the high school sweetheart.
If anyone finds out about this,
my life is over.
- Maddie.
Maddie, you are my best friend
in the whole world.
I need you to help me.
- Hey.
Hey, we're gonna
get through this.
No one knows we're here.
- Someone will find her.
I used to go fishing
with my dad here.
What if some little kid's
just fishing with their dad
and they find her?
Did you see what we did
to our friend?
- Stop.
You can't think like that.
It was an accident.
There's nothing else we can do.
Do you still have her phone?
You know the password?
Let me see it.
- Suck it, Sasha.
Whoo!
- What are you doing?
- Ava was the only one
that technically
wasn't grounded.
We have to make it look like
she did this on her own.
#RedRiverCliffWalk.
#SuckltSasha.
Good.
And now when she's missing
they'll know where
to look for her.
I have to just delete the videos
so that there's no proof
that we're here.
- You have to permanently
delete it.
From the trash.
- Yeah, good call.
Only one thing left to do.
Ava came here by herself
to taunt Sasha.
She slipped and fell.
It was just all one big
terrible accident.
- What time is it?
- Almost midnight.
Only a couple more miles.
- How did you sleep?
- Fine.
I gotta go.
I'm late.
See you tonight.
- Maddie.
You okay?
- Yeah, I'm just thinking.
- Um, have you seen Ava today?
Her father called,
and she was gone this morning.
Car's missing, and she hasn't
shown up to school yet, so...
Kelly.
- Hey.
- Um, you haven't heard
from Ava, have you?
- No.
No, I saw she posted
pretty late last night
from the woods somewhere.
- Really?
- I don't know, maybe
you should check that out.
- All right, thanks.
Um... are you ready
for your test tomorrow?
- I will be.
- Good.
You can do this.
- Got a late model Corolla,
color beige.
License three-eight-hotel-
bravo-Charlie-four.
We got a 1080 at the bottom
of Red River Bluff.
Victim appears to be late teens.
Dark hair, olive skin.
Looks like she's been here
for hours.
- Hey.
Hey, I got your message.
What's up?
- I just needed to talk to you.
- You heard Ava's missing?
- Yeah.
- Do you know
what happened to her
last night at the cliffs?
- Maddie.
Hey, can I talk
to you right now?
- Kelly, we're kind of
in the middle of something.
- Sorry, this
is really important.
- Kelly... yeah, hey.
- I'll call you.
- Babe.
- You can't tell him.
- He's my boyfriend.
I can't lie to him.
- You don't have to lie to him,
but you can't tell him, either.
Look, you were grounded
last night.
You haven't seen Ava today.
Both of those things are true.
- Why is this so easy for you?
- I've been dealing with
stuff like this my whole life.
Cleaning up messes,
protecting myself,
it's the only way
that I survive in this world.
- Miss Curtis, you're
gonna have to come with us.
- Seriously?
- Let's go.
- For what?
- What the hell is going on?
- Where are you going?
Maddie.
- Whose are those?
Those aren't mine.
- Ms. Curtis, you have
the right to remain silent.
- Is this some kind of prank?
This is ridiculous!
- Everything you say
can and will
be used against you
in a court of law.
- No, I'm not going anywhere
with you.
No, I'm not going!
This is ridiculous!
Do not record me.
- You have the right
to an attorney.
If you cannot find an attorney,
one will be appointed to you.
- I want to speak
to my father, now!
- Maddie.
Maddie, please!
Talk to me.
- You broke into her locker?
- Shh!
Keep your voice down.
- You broke into her locker,
and you planted your shoes?
- So what?
- The story was
Ava went up there alone.
- Okay, and they'll
figure that out eventually
with her daddy's lawyers.
She's never actually gonna
be in any real trouble,
but right now her perfect world
is turned upside down.
She's getting exactly
what she deserves.
- Ava's dead, and you're trying
to frame an innocent girl.
- Innocent?
She is a nightmare.
We all agreed that she needed
to be taken down.
- She's not a murderer.
- Neither are we.
Look, Sasha's
gonna try to blame us
and all this cyberbullying crap.
The cops are gonna
come after us too.
You have got
to keep it together.
Stick to the story.
- Look, you're either with me
or you're against me.
You don't want to be against me.
That's how people
end up like Danny.
- Hey, Jack.
I wasn't expecting you so soon.
Are you okay?
- Sasha was just arrested
at school.
- What? Why?
- Ava White's body
was found this morning
at the Red River cliffs.
- My God.
- They found shoes in Sasha's
locker with mud from the creek.
Would you happen to know where
Maddie was last night, Gwen?
Because my daughter is innocent,
and she swears that Maddie
and that girl Kelly
are responsible for this.
- Jack, she was with me
all night.
I grounded her as soon as
I found out about those posts.
I mean, this is just
teenagers being stupid.
You know she would never
do anything to hurt anyone.
- Listen, Gwen.
With everything that's going on,
I can't have you
at the company right now.
- What?
- Look.
I'll buy your contract out,
but that's it.
I'm giving this listing
to Taylor.
- Come on, Jack.
- Talk to your daughter, Gwen.
And you better pray to God
that she don't have anything
to do with this.
Hi.
- Ava's dead.
- I know. Come here.
- You know, Jack Curtis
came to see me today.
Told me that Sasha was arrested
and then he fired me.
- What?
- Yeah.
Honey, you need to tell me
if you had anything
to do with last night.
- I don't know what happened.
I just know that Ava's gone,
and... and there's nothing
I can do to get her back.
- I know.
Come here, come here.
- It's okay, it's okay.
- Sasha Curtis
was arrested at school today.
Now, we don't know
the details, but Sasha,
if you're responsible
in any way for Ava's death,
I hope you rot for what you've
done to our beautiful angel.
And for everyone else,
for those of you who loved Ava
the way that I did,
I've started an Indiegogo
account to help raise money
to pay for the funeral
that she deserves.
A bright and special life
was taken from us.
I just hope that we can
celebrate that life together
in a way that
she would appreciate.
Much love.
Come on, Kurt.
I'm so glad you picked up.
- Hey. Yeah, no.
I tried texting you.
- Yeah, my mom
still has my phone.
- I can't believe Ava's gone.
How you doing?
- Not very good.
- Do you... do you really think
Sasha had something
to do with it?
- Listen, I need to talk to you,
but it's gotta be in person.
- Yeah.
Yeah, whatever you need.
- Can we just meet
at our usual spot tomorrow?
- Yeah, of course.
- Okay.
Thanks, babe.
Talk to you later.
- I don't have my phone,
remember?
I'm supposed to be grounded.
- Care to explain why these
are in your desk drawer?
- I've never seen those before
in my life.
- These belong to you,
Miss Reynolds?
- I... I don't... I...
- Yes.
I do my daughter's laundry.
- Mom.
- Is this her perfume?
"I miss you so much.
When can we be together again?"
- This is all fake.
Maddie, did you have something
to do with this?
- No, I...
Mom, you have to believe me.
- You snuck out the other night
and you lied to me.
Was it to meet him?
- No.
- Mrs. Reynolds,
I swear I have no idea...
- She is 17.
- I don't know what the hell
is happening right now,
but I have never,
I would never cross...
- Levi, you need to pack up
your stuff and leave.
- John, I would never...
- You're suspended
till further notice.
Now, as for you, Miss Reynolds,
I think it's best
that you go home
while we consider when and if
you should be permitted
to return to class.
- Go.
- Hey, Maddie!
Stop!
Girls, stop it!
- She's the reason
why Ava's dead!
I don't know
what she's talking about.
Maddie, you need help!
- We're leaving.
- You're not gonna
get away with this!
- In the car, now.
- Mom, just listen to me.
Please?
- No, you listen.
When we get home,
we are gonna have
a very serious conversation,
and you're gonna
tell me everything,
and I mean everything.
This could ruin your life,
Stay here.
- Hey, what happened to your...
What... what's going on?
- Please, let's just
get out of here, okay?
Is it true about
you and Davenport?
- No.
Just come with me, okay?
And I tell you about it
in the car.
- Okay, okay.
- Where do you wanna go?
- It's my mom.
- Do you want me to...
- No.
Just let it go to voicemail.
- Okay.
- Take a left up here.
I think I know a place
we can go.
- Where are you?
Hey, Kelly?
Hi.
Are you on your way home?
- Yeah.
- Maddie's run off.
I'm so sorry about
what happened earlier.
I... I don't know
what to do anymore.
Can I give you a lift?
- Yeah.
- Whoa.
This is your mom's listing?
- It was before
Sasha's dad fired her.
- So what, we're just gonna,
like, break in?
- Not exactly.
Her company uses the same code
on all the padlocks.
- How long have you
known about this?
- I mean, she's been flirting
with him since I got here,
and I would... I would tease her
about it all the time,
but when she told me they
actually got together...
I didn't know what to do.
- I mean, I don't get it.
Why didn't you just
call the cops?
- Even though
it wasn't her fault,
Kelly was worried if they
found out, they'd blame her.
We even went down
to find Ava's body,
but there was nothing
that we could do to help.
- Jesus.
- And then she planted her own
shoes in Sasha's locker.
Now she's trying to say
that I slept with Davenport.
It's like this
is a big game to her.
- Do you have any proof
that she was there that night?
Any evidence?
- There was a video
on Ava's phone,
but we deleted it.
- Permanently?
- Yeah.
Okay, if...
If her phone was synced
to her cloud,
then the footage might
be in an archive somewhere
that we could pull it from.
Do you know, like,
her login or ID?
- I know the password for her
phone, but the cops have that.
- Does she have, like, another
laptop or an iPad at her house?
- She used to keep her
old cell phones in her locker.
- Yeah, I mean,
if one of those is synced,
that could totally work.
Check this out.
- New Sashagram?
- Yeah.
- So as many of you may know,
I just spent
the last 24 hours in jail
under false charges
for a crime
I had nothing to do with.
Ava White died two nights ago,
and the two girls responsible
for it are Madeline Reynolds,
who funny enough,
was one of my best friends
when we were kids
and Kelly Ryan,
whose foster dad just
mysteriously OD'd last week.
Coincidence much?
So for those of you who have
continued to support me,
I love you, I thank you,
and you're my truest friends.
- I need to talk to her.
This whole thing
started with Sasha.
It's gonna end with her.
- How can I help?
- Know how
to break into a locker?
- Thanks again for the ride.
I really hope
Maddie's all right.
- Hey, Kelly?
There's one thing that's really
been bugging me about Ava.
- What do you mean?
- She wasn't there the night
I told you girls
about the Red River walk.
- That's weird.
I guess Maddie
must have told her.
- And that night
I went into Maddie's room,
and she wasn't there.
- That's when she went
to see Mr. Davenport.
- Right.
It's just that the next morning
when I went into her bedroom
I found her shoes and jeans.
They were wet and muddy,
like the ones that were found
in Sasha's locker.
- I have something else
I should probably show you.
Do you want to come inside?
- This... this cyberbullying,
social media harassment,
I mean, it's far beyond
anything we could've imagined
when we were that age.
A student today
could set off a bomb
that destroys a peer's
reputation irreparably,
and the effects of that
are felt in this online world
for the rest of their lives.
I mean, how do we police that?
I don't know.
Excuse me.
Kurt, is that you?
- Yeah.
Hi, Principal Decker.
Sorry...
I just... I forgot my homework
in my locker.
I had to grab it real quick.
- Well, hurry up.
Make sure the door
closes behind you.
- Yes, sir.
Have a good day, sir.
- You're making
a mistake, Madeline.
- Mr. Curtis,
I came here to apologize.
Is she here?
You know, it's a pretty bold
move of you to show up here.
This another part of your
plan to tear me down?
- Sasha, I'm sorry.
- Maddie, I don't want
to hear it.
- Just listen to me, please.
- Did you really sleep
with Davenport?
- No, of course not.
This whole thing is Kelly.
She's, like, obsessed
with tearing you down,
and she's just gone so far over
the line at this point.
She's desperate,
and I'm terrified
of what she might do next.
- I have a video
that'll help better explain
what happened that night.
- Ava!
My God, my God!
- Maddie, what did you do?
- We've gotta go get her!
Call 911!
- My God.
- Wait, where are you going?
- I'm sorry, Ava.
Yes!
- Hey, Kelly.
Maddie just showed me something
she was able to dig up.
Thought you might wanna see.
- Okay, take my hand
with your right hand.
Lean out as far as you can
As you walk.
Don't worry, I got you.
- God, this is scary.
You got me?
- Maddie, how does it look?
- Stupid and dangerous.
- Maddie, are you getting this?
- Hey, pull me up!
- Ava!
- Yeah, turns out
permanently deleted
doesn't actually mean permanent.
- Listen, Kelly.
If you don't want us to go
straight to cops with this,
then you need to meet us
where we found Ava's body
at 6:00 p.m.
- No.
- If you don't show,
we'll turn this over.
If you do, we can find a way
to make this work for everyone.
Stop it, Danny!
What the hell?
Get out!
Hey.
Sorry about earlier.
I...
brought you this beer
to apologize.
Still thirsty?
Do you like what you see?
- Yeah.
- Drink up.
Maybe I'll show you
a little more.
Hello?
Kelly!
- The video's not enough.
We have to get her to admit
that this was her idea
and that she framed both of us
to make herself look good.
- Yeah, and what if
we can't do that?
- We have to try.
- Hey, Kelly.
- Maddie
just showed me something
she was able to dig up.
Thought you might wanna see.
- Sorry.
- Hey!
Hey, what the hell?
Hey!
- Wow.
You showed up.
- What do you want?
- Phones on the ground.
No videos, no tricks.
We're just gonna handle this
ourselves like adults.
- Where's your phone, Maddie?
- I'm grounded, remember?
- How's that going?
- It would be nice if my mom
didn't think I was
sleeping with my teacher.
- Come on, Kelly.
Do it.
No phones.
- What the hell?
- You said no phones.
How do I know that
you weren't recording?
Maddie, show me your pockets.
- I don't have it, I swear.
- So what do you propose?
- We go to Principal Decker.
We tell him it was all
just a bunch of pranks
that got out of hand.
- That video shows
that I'm the one holding Ava.
I'm the one who let her go.
- We don't have
to show him the video.
We'll just say
that we were all up there.
- Even me.
- She was playing on the ledge,
and she slipped,
and we were all so scared.
It's not our fault.
- If we all go in together,
my dad's lawyers can help.
We can still graduate
and put this all behind us.
- It's gone too far.
It's too late.
I've done things.
I've done terrible things.
- Why did you put my underwear
in Davenport's desk?
- You're too good.
You're too perfect,
you and your mom.
I just wanted you to know
just for a second
what misery tastes like.
It tastes like blood.
It feels...
it feels like heartache.
It smells like death.
Like Danny.
- I didn't mean to kill him.
I just...
I wanted it to stop.
- What about Ava?
Why did she have to die?
- I couldn't hold on to her.
- Help me!
- So you let her go?
- I...
I thought that she
would catch herself.
I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry, I didn't...
- Kurt.
- Yeah, got it.
You're currently streaming
to over 6,000 people live
on Sasha's feed.
- You lied!
- Kelly, stop!
Hey! Hey.
Hey.
Hey, Kelly.
Honey, hey, hey, hey,
look at me.
I know you're hurting.
I know, okay?
It doesn't have to be this way.
Hey, we can start over.
- It's too late.
- No, it's not too late.
It's never too late.
- Listen to me.
When I lost my husband,
I thought it was too late.
We lost everything,
and we had to start over.
There are people that love you
and want to help you.
Maddie loves you.
I love you.
- I know.
I wish I had a mom like you.
- Come here, come here.
Shh.
It's okay, it's okay.
Come here.
I know, shh.
- I'm sorry.
- The live stream
got over 20,000 views.
You know what?
Solidarity.
- Okay.
Am... am I straight?
Is it straight?
- Look... you look gorgeous.
Stop stressing.
- My God, my God,
he's here.
- Okay, stop.
- He's here, okay.
- I'll get the door.
- Go get... okay, yes.
- Kurt.
- Hey, Ms. Reynolds.
- You look so handsome.
Come in.
Maddie's just finishing up.
So I heard you got
into Columbia.
- Yeah.
- They're gonna love you
in New York.
- Aw.
I heard you sold that house.
- Yeah, we...
We closed the deal last night.
- Wow.
- Wow, you.
- Um...
I... I got you this.
- My gosh.
Thank you.
My gosh.
Is that for us?
- Yeah.
My uncle let me borrow it.
Mom, could you take a picture?
- Okay, come on.
- Okay.
- All right.
Okay.
Say, "Prom night."
Prom night.
- There you go.
- Thank you, Mom.
- Love you, honey.
You guys be safe.
- You gonna post that?
- No.
Thank you.
- You ready?
- Hey, I want you to know
I'm really excited
about you going to New York,
and yeah, I'm probably
a little bit nervous
and, you know, overthinking it.
It's just 'cause
I don't really know
what's gonna happen
after we graduate,
but I'm gonna work
some extra shifts
and make sure
I get to come visit you.
- Really?
Who knows?
I might even
become a New Yorker.
- Maddie...
hey.
- Hey, you too.
- I love you.
- I love you too.
- So what does Rosebud
represent?
- The sled.
- Yes, yes it is.
But why does he say it?
Why is Rosebud his dying breath?
Welles himself said
that it represents
the simplicity and comfort
of Kane's boyhood home.
Maddie?
What was Welles trying
to say about Hearst?
- That power corrupts.
- All right, everyone.
Read the next chapter
and be prepared
to talk about
Pulitzer's influence.
Maddie.
If I catch you texting
in class again,
you know I have to send you
to the office.
You're a good kid, Madeline.
Don't focus on the noise,
all right?
- Admit it.
I'm right.
- Stop it.
- What?
He's totally doable.
- Jeez, Kelly.
- Don't act like you're not
thinking about it all day.
You're obsessed.
- You're disgusting.
- I'm honest.
At least he likes you.
- Well, I can help you study.
Want me to come over?
- To my place?
Literally never.
- Okay, then
come over to my house.
Mom's making spaghetti tonight,
and we could text Ava.
- Goody.
Carb night with the normals.
- For one second, could you
not be so mean and say,
"Thank you for inviting me over
all the time.
"Sorry I'm always
flaking on you,
"but I would love to come.
I'll definitely
make it this time."
- You're drooling.
- Hey.
- Hi.
- You're kinda new, right?
- Yeah. Kind of.
- Katie.
- Kelly.
- The foster kid.
Yeah, I volunteer for Habitat.
I think we fixed the roof
on your parents' house.
It's the one
on 8th Street, right?
- Yep, they're
not really my parents.
- Cool if I do a post with you?
- Um, yeah....
- Hey, guys!
This is the new girl, Katie.
- ... Kelly.
- You remember
that Habitat project
that I coordinated last year?
Well, she is actually living
in that house now.
You support me so that
I can support girls like this.
Much love!
- Bet her boobs are fake.
- I had gym with her.
They're not.
- Hey.
- Hey!
- Hey.
- Kell, I saw the Sashagram.
- The trash-o-gram.
- Yeah,
and she didn't even tag you.
- Whatever, Sasha's miserable,
and it's just news to you
because you haven't
lived here your whole life.
- Yeah.
- Hey.
That's her
"bleacher boyfriend" face.
- Wait, you guys
are doin' it now?
- Yup.
- No!
No... not yet.
- Yup.
- It's been, like,
what, two months?
- Yeah, you guys started talking
the first week I moved here.
- So have you, like,
told him you loved him?
- No.
- How does it work?
Does he let you call him
Mr. Davenport, or...
- Okay, you're both canceled.
- See you tonight.
- You didn't respond
to my message.
- I got your message.
I like that message.
- What are you doing tonight?
- I gotta study
with the girls.
- Well, you working Friday?
- Not if I get
my shift covered.
- Really?
- Yep.
- Okay, so if your mom
still thinks you're at work...
- Then we'll have the car.
- And we could go somewhere.
- Anywhere you want.
But right now I gotta go.
I promised my mom I'd check out
her new listing, so...
- Maddie...
Hey.
- Hey, you too.
- My God, Mom.
This place is huge.
- I know.
It's a tough sell.
A big asking price.
The seller's not willing
to negotiate.
- How much?
Come on.
I'm just gonna google it.
- 3.3.
- Okay, so 4.5 commission,
that's, like, 150 grand.
- Those SAT classes
are paying off.
- Gucci life.
- Not exactly,
but I might be able to pay off
most of your college.
- I'm just glad
these people figured out
how hard you've been working
all these years.
- I know.
- I'm so proud of you, Mom.
- Aw.
- I know Dad is too.
Thank you, honey.
- It's called a delete button,
and it's really
not that hard to use.
It's really not that hard
to use.
- That's my fault.
- Hey, making us dinner?
- No, I'm going over
to Maddie's to study.
- Says who?
- You don't want me to study?
- Don't sass me, girl.
- Whatever.
Stop it, Danny.
- Listen to your mama.
- Why'd you do that?
- It ain't like
she's my daughter.
She's ain't your daughter,
either,
so give me a break.
- You're disgusting.
- Yup.
- Hey, guys.
I just wanted to thank you all
for your support.
Ab day absolutely kicked my ass.
But...
work hard, play hard.
And your love is all
the motivation that I need.
And look, it's not glamorous.
I mean,
sweat is just fat crying.
#RealTalk.
#Sashagram.
- Hey, guys!
Um, I just picked this up today.
What do you think?
Is green my color?
Let's do a poll.
You do like it?
Thanks.
Thank you.
What the hell?
- That looks nice.
- Get out!
- Where'd you get it?
- Get out, get out!
- Where'd you get it?
You got a boyfriend
or something?
- Go, go!
- He got money?
- The hell did I tell you?
- Get out!
- My God, she has, like,
300 new followers
since she posted that video.
- Dude, I saw that bra
at Nordstrom's
for, like, 30 bucks.
Where'd she get that money?
- Okay.
Help yourself, girls.
- Okay, Mom.
- And no cell phones.
- I know, Mom.
- That's Kelly.
I'll get it.
Hey, girl.
Hey, you okay?
- Eat, Ava.
Mom, this is so good.
Is this that,
Cajun seasoning you use?
It's different.
Do you like it?
- It's Tony Chachere's, right?
- That's how you say it?
- Yeah.
Um, the first foster home
I was in,
it was in Louisiana.
We put that stuff on everything.
- You've been here
a few months, right?
- Yeah.
A week after courtwarming.
- Are you liking it?
- I don't know.
It's high school.
- Seriously,
where'd you get the bra?
- I bought it.
- Wait, what was that post
about anyways?
- Okay, that post got me
327 new followers
in, like, two hours.
Besides, Sasha's making videos
about her boob sweat
and getting 5,000 views.
She's not better than us,
she just plays the game better.
- Yeah, but prettier
and richer and...
- No, she's just
a regular girl like us.
- Well, I don't think
I want to play her game.
- What if we did?
- Did what?
- What if we could beat Sasha?
- She probably pays
for half her followers.
Meanwhile, you're
stealing bras from the mall.
- I bought it!
- Liar.
- How's the studying, girls?
- So good, Mom.
- Ms. Reynolds, I heard
about your new listing.
Pretty frickin' awesome.
Like, total boss move.
- Thank you, Kelly.
Okay, 30 more minutes.
- Thanks, Mom.
- Okay, seriously, did you just
Jedi-mind-trick my mom
into giving us 30 more minutes?
- I am so sick
of girls like Sasha
getting everything they want
and girls like us
getting dumped on.
I've been to five
different high schools.
There's a Sasha Curtis
in every single one of them.
Suck it, Sasha.
- What, what are you doing?
- I'm just playing the game.
- Hey.
Come here a second.
- Go back to sleep, Danny.
- No, come here a second.
I want to apologize.
I walked in on you before.
I shouldn't have done that.
I'm sorry.
But I ain't sorry
for what I saw.
You know, you might want
to get a little boyfriend
down at that school of yours.
I could show you
what to do with that body.
Hey.
Sorry about earlier.
I...
brought you this beer
to apologize.
Still thirsty?
- Hey.
I really like you.
- I more than like you.
Wish I could kiss you right now.
- Yeah, well I guess
I'll have to
give you tonight's
kisses tomorrow.
- Hey, um...
I wanted to tell you I...
didn't get into NYU.
- What?
Babe, I'm so sorry.
What are you gonna do?
- I don't know.
I mean, hopefully
Pratt or Columbia
will come through.
You know, if not...
I guess take some classes
and try to transfer out
next year.
- What's that look for?
- Guess I'm just scared
about next year.
- Why?
- Well...
I'm worried about us
and my mom and...
I guess I just don't want
anything to change.
- You know, Mads...
change doesn't always
have to be a bad thing.
- My God, Danny.
Danny.
Danny!
Yes, please come soon.
My... my boyfriend,
he won't wake up.
I think he's dead.
- This brought rise
to yellow journalism,
which is what?
Maddie?
- Um, like,
overdramatic headlines.
Like today's tabloids.
- Yes, right.
And these headlines
were meant to be sensational,
not necessarily truthful.
The bigger the headline,
the better the paper would sell.
- Hey, what's up?
Where are you?
- It's Danny.
- My God.
Is he messing with you again?
- He's dead.
- What?
How?
- I don't...
I still have to talk
to the cops and stuff.
- Is there anything I can do?
How's Destiny?
- She's a disaster.
I don't know, I just...
I just have to deal with this.
- Just text me
if there's anything I can do.
- Wait.
Um, have you seen Sasha today?
- No.
- I think that last post we did
got under her skin.
She hasn't posted
anything since.
- Yeah.
- I know he was a weirdo creep,
but jeez.
Tragic.
- She's just been through
so much already.
- Look, she just posted.
- Hey, guys.
Um...
this morning my foster father
committed suicide.
He was the closest thing that
I had to a dad in my life.
If you're ever having thoughts
of depression or suicide,
just know that you're not alone.
You can call the 24-hour
national suicide hotline
at the number on the screen.
Love to you all.
Except for you, Sasha.
You can rot for all I care.
- What the hell?
- Holy crap.
No, she didn't.
- Hey, you.
Hey yourself.
Okay, so um...
I was thinking... prom?
Do you want, like, a...
Like, a promposal, or...
- Ew, no.
- No?
- Gross.
- Okay.
- But whoever asks me,
I think that he should
just come out and ask me
and be chill about it.
- Whoever? So what?
You have, like,
a lot of dudes in mind, or...
- Well, I'm trying
to get my likes up,
so anything can happen.
Speaking of, um...
what was the deal
with that Kelly post?
The thing about her dad
was crazy.
- It's not her...
Kelly's going through
a lot right now,
and she feels like Sasha
needs to be knocked off
her perfect pedestal.
- And what do you think?
- Sasha!
Would you sign a petition
to allow our janitorial staff
an additional day?
- What? Ew, no.
- Suck it, Sasha.
- So why do you care so much
about Sasha all of a sudden?
- Because Kelly's my friend,
and she's right.
Sasha's the worst.
- Okay, look, we got,
like, what,
two more months of this place,
and then all this stuff
is in the past.
- For you.
You're leaving.
- Yeah, and of course
I'm trying to.
Don't you want to?
What about New York?
Okay, well...
you could either
wait tables here
or you could wait tables
in the greatest city
in the entire world.
- Paris?
- Fine, I'll go to Paris
with you.
- Aw!
But will you go prom with me?
- Wait, I...
I thought I was supposed
to ask you.
- Don't be so gender-normative.
- Yes, I will go
to prom with you.
I'll go anywhere with you.
- Aw.
- Are you okay?
- I know he wasn't a good man.
And I'm sorry
for how he treated you.
I don't know what
I'm gonna do without him.
- Is it okay if...
Maddie said that I could
stay with her for a few nights.
I just don't think that
I can sleep here right now.
Smells like death, don't it?
I'm sorry.
- Um, thanks again
for having me.
It's, like, really weird
in the house right now.
- You're so welcome.
- You're a... a really good mom.
- Thanks.
Come in, honey.
You should've seen it.
She was totally freaking out.
The whole cafeteria
was just laughing at her.
You can totally see
up your shorts!
- So?
"Like what you see?"
#PeekABoo.
#SuckltSasha.
- You are so thirsty.
Don't be such a Puritan.
- Look.
New Sashagram.
- Hey, so I've been seeing
you guys
using the hashtag #SuckltSasha,
and I just wish
we could all be a little more
kind to each other during
these difficult times.
- What?
She's totally using
my own hashtag against me.
And look, she just posted
two minutes ago,
and she already
has over 400 likes.
Gosh, we really need
to up our game.
- What do you mean?
- We should totally kiss.
- Hard pass.
- No, it's not, like, gross.
It'll be cute.
- I don't think I want
to do that.
- Well, you have
to do something,
'cause you're not helping.
- I have an idea.
Hey, everyone, it's Maddie,
and I'm here with Crazy Kelly,
and we're having
a little slumber party,
and we just wanted
to give a little shout-out
to all you Sashagrammers
out there.
Suck it, Sasha.
- My God, you guys.
I can't believe
you did that without me.
Maddie, have you ever
gotten that many likes?
- Definitely not.
- And it was her idea.
- Hey, sexy.
What's wrong?
What?
What the hell
was that post last night?
- It's just a post.
- Yeah, but you're, like,
half naked.
- Don't be such a Puritan.
- I don't know what's going on
with you, but I don't like it.
- Kurt.
- Hi, honey.
Where's Kelly?
- Um, she had to pick up
an extra shift.
I think she's trying
to save money for prom.
- You know, if she needs help
buying a dress,
I am more than happy
to help, okay?
Hey.
You okay?
- Kurt didn't get in to NYU.
- Honey.
- He really wants
to go to New York.
He's gonna go to New York,
you know?
And do you want
to go to New York?
- I don't know
what I want to do.
What do you think Dad would say?
- You know
what your dad would say.
Do whatever makes you happy.
- Yeah, well he's not here
to make you happy,
and I don't know
what to do about that.
- Honey, I am happy,
and as much as I love you
and I want you close to me,
I also want you
to see the world.
You are so smart and so strong.
You have the potential to do
whatever you put
your heart into, okay?
Okay.
- Okay.
- Kelly...
let's talk after class,
all right?
- Mr. Davenport,
I'm so sorry.
- Kelly, I heard what happened
at your foster home.
- I... yeah.
- Were you close with him?
- Yeah, I was.
- Listen, I want to give you
every opportunity for success,
but you gotta do the work.
Now, I'm not totally hip
to everything that's going on,
but I know there's something
between you and Sasha.
You need to focus
on what's important,
which is passing your classes
and graduating.
Understood?
- Yeah, can I, like,
maybe retake the test?
- No.
But at the end of the semester,
I let each student throw out
their lowest test grade.
Now, let's make sure that
this is the one
that we throw out, okay?
- Is that Sasha?
- Yeah.
I was the school's rep
for the Future Leaders
of America Council.
She was selected last year.
I was a chaperone.
- Cute.
- Are you okay?
- I am so sorry.
I was leaning back
to take a picture.
- Sure, Sasha.
- Hey.
Let's not do this.
I am so anti-cyberbullying,
and this just isn't
a great look on you.
- Ladies?
- You girls have no idea.
- We'll see about that.
- She clearly did it on purpose.
I mean, she had someone ready
waiting for you.
Maybe this whole thing's
going a little too far.
- God.
Not another promposal.
- No, I think you're gonna
want to see this.
- Can I have everyone's
attention, please?
Sasha Curtis,
we have a special announcement
from a very special someone.
Five, six, seven, eight.
- We gotta raise the bar.
I mean, that lunch venue
just proves that people
want something big.
- Like what?
- Something dangerous.
- Hey, less talk and more show.
I wanna see what
we're working with here.
- Okay, what do you think?
- It's a little '80s.
- Okay.
- Ava, that's gorgeous.
- Is it too gowny?
- I don't know what that means.
- Wow. Kelly.
- Can you...
can you take a Boomerang for me?
- I don't know
what that is, but...
I don't know what to do, though.
- Just hold that button down.
- Okay... ready, go.
- Did you get it?
- I think so. Check.
- Thanks again, Ms. Reynolds.
- You're so welcome,
sweetie.
- Hey Mom, can I have the keys?
I wanna drive.
- Ava, do you need
a lift, honey?
- No, I drove.
- Okay.
- She actually has a car.
- Sasha hasn't posted
since this morning.
- Is that Sasha Curtis?
- What, you know her?
- Yeah, Maddie and her
used to be best friends.
- What?
Wh... how have you not
mentioned this to me?
- That was, like,
a long time ago
when we were just kids
and before she was all, like...
- Her father
is one of the partners
at my agency.
I have known him
since I was your age.
- What's the craziest thing
you ever did in high school?
- The craziest?
Well, I don't know about crazy,
but the stupidest thing
was the Red River cliff walk.
- You haven't even
told me about this.
- You know the river gorge
where your dad used to
take us fishing?
Well, in high school,
we used to do this thing
kind of like a dare
because it was before everyone
did stupid things on YouTube.
So the kids would go
up there at sunset,
and they would
walk the cliff edge
with their eyes closed.
- You did this?
- Well, most kids chickened out.
But, some made it
all the way across.
- Anyway, senior year,
a kid from another school
fell off and died.
All the kids smartened up
and stopped trying.
You think you're invincible
when you're 17.
That's the high school calling.
Hello?
Yes, it is.
I'm sorry?
Yeah, I'm actually with
Madeline and Kelly right now.
I am so sorry.
I will talk to both of them.
Thank you, bye.
That was Principal Decker.
Sasha's parents
have called the school
and said she's being harassed
on social media
and that both of you
are behind it.
- No, Ms. Reynolds, she...
She's making it up.
- Kelly, I think you should
stay at your house tonight.
Madeline and I need to have
a long talk, alone.
Keep your eyes on the road
unless you want me to drive.
- Fine.
- Madeline.
- What?
- What do you mean, what?
Bullying, really?
- Mom, it's not...
- Pull up your posts.
- What?
- Pull up your posts now.
- No.
- Excuse me?
- I said no.
They're private.
- You're not 18.
You don't get privacy
unless I say so.
Really, Mom?
- Give me your phone.
- No.
- Give me your phone.
I pay for it.
- It's locked, anyway.
- It's not like I don't see you
unlock it a hundred times a day.
- Mom, please.
Hey, everyone.
It's Maddie, and I'm here
with Crazy Kelly,
and we're having
a little slumber party,
and we just wanted
to give a little shout-out
to all you Sashagrammers
out there.
Suck it, Sasha.
- I am so disappointed in you.
- I don't know what to do.
- I mean...
No offense, but I think
your mom's right on this one.
- But Sasha's not being bullied,
she's just getting a little
tiny taste of her own medicine.
- Yeah, I guess.
- I'm sorry I made that post.
I wouldn't have done it
if I knew it was gonna
piss you off so much.
- I'm not pissed, I'm just...
Honestly, I'm a little worried
about you, Mads.
I mean, come on.
You're better than this.
Um, I gotta go, babe.
I'll talk to you tomorrow?
- Okay.
- What are you doing?
- Come on.
- I'm grounded.
- So?
- Come on.
- Wait, why are you driving?
- 'Cause I'm the only one
who knows where we're going.
- How are you not grounded?
- My mom's out of town,
and my Dad's oblivious,
so I'll hear about it
this weekend.
- Wait, wait, wait.
Ava, call her again.
- Call who?
- Ava turned off her caller ID.
We've been calling Sasha
and messing with her.
Wait, leave a message this time.
- What do I say?
- Be really freaky.
- Hello, Sasha.
Why haven't you been
returning my calls?
I want to see you tonight.
Do you want to see me?
- She won't know it's us at all.
- Come on.
- No way, Kelly.
- Whoo!
Red River cliff walk.
Just like your mom said.
- Okay, Kell.
Be careful.
- Sasha would never do this.
- Yeah, 'cause
she's not that dumb.
- Ava, are you gonna
bail on me too?
- No...
- She's not bailing on something
that she never agreed to.
Let's just go, Ava.
- You guys, it's not a big deal.
You close your eyes
and you walk along the edge.
If you're feel scared,
just quit.
- I don't know.
- Maddie's mom did it
when she was our age.
- And some kid died.
- Ava, come on.
You're the most athletic.
- She doesn't have to do it.
- Let her make up her own mind.
- Ava, you don't have to do it.
- Stop it, stop it, I'll do it!
- Don't be stupid.
- Thank you.
- Look, I said I'll do it,
and I'll do it, okay?
You don't have to.
- Go ahead, leave.
No one's forcing you to stay.
- If you're gonna do it, do it.
Let's just get it out of the way
so I can get
the hell out of here.
- Stand right here.
- Okay.
- Close your eyes.
- Okay.
- You just start there
and make it all around
the edge of the cliff.
Okay, I can do this.
- Ava, are you okay?
- Actually, it's not that hard.
- You guys, it doesn't even
look that scary on camera.
Like, lean out more.
- What?
- How am I supposed to do that?
- ... Maddie, grab her hand.
- No.
I'm here under duress
and protest.
- Well, then,
you take the video.
- I don't have my phone,
remember?
I'm supposed to be grounded.
- Here, you can use mine.
- Suck it, Sasha.
Whoo!
God.
- Okay.
- What's your passcode?
- 7890.
- Okay, take my hand
with your right hand.
Lean out as far as you can.
As you walk.
Don't worry, I got you.
- God, this is scary.
You got me?
- I got you.
Maddie, how does it look?
- Stupid and dangerous.
- God, God.
How much farther?
- You're at, like,
the halfway point.
Maddie, are you getting this?
Help me... pull me up!
- Ava!
- Ava!
Ava!
- Maddie?
- My God, my God!
- What did you do?
What did you do?
- We've gotta go down there
and get her, come on.
Call 911!
- Wait, where are you going?
- Maddie?
Come on.
Points for knocking.
- Ava, Ava!
Ava, Ava, talk to me.
Talk to me, Ava!
She's dying.
- Maddie.
- No!
- Maddie.
- What?
- We have to go.
- What?
- We should get back
before someone sees us.
- Are you crazy?
We cannot leave her here.
We... call 911.
- There's nothing we can do.
- Call them.
- We can't.
- Why?
- They will put me in jail.
- What are you talking about?
This is just an accident.
- Really?
I snuck you guys out.
It was my idea.
I convinced Ava to go first.
I made her hang over the edge.
I let her slip.
It was me, not you.
The troubled foster kid killed
the high school sweetheart.
If anyone finds out about this,
my life is over.
- Maddie.
Maddie, you are my best friend
in the whole world.
I need you to help me.
- Hey.
Hey, we're gonna
get through this.
No one knows we're here.
- Someone will find her.
I used to go fishing
with my dad here.
What if some little kid's
just fishing with their dad
and they find her?
Did you see what we did
to our friend?
- Stop.
You can't think like that.
It was an accident.
There's nothing else we can do.
Do you still have her phone?
You know the password?
Let me see it.
- Suck it, Sasha.
Whoo!
- What are you doing?
- Ava was the only one
that technically
wasn't grounded.
We have to make it look like
she did this on her own.
#RedRiverCliffWalk.
#SuckltSasha.
Good.
And now when she's missing
they'll know where
to look for her.
I have to just delete the videos
so that there's no proof
that we're here.
- You have to permanently
delete it.
From the trash.
- Yeah, good call.
Only one thing left to do.
Ava came here by herself
to taunt Sasha.
She slipped and fell.
It was just all one big
terrible accident.
- What time is it?
- Almost midnight.
Only a couple more miles.
- How did you sleep?
- Fine.
I gotta go.
I'm late.
See you tonight.
- Maddie.
You okay?
- Yeah, I'm just thinking.
- Um, have you seen Ava today?
Her father called,
and she was gone this morning.
Car's missing, and she hasn't
shown up to school yet, so...
Kelly.
- Hey.
- Um, you haven't heard
from Ava, have you?
- No.
No, I saw she posted
pretty late last night
from the woods somewhere.
- Really?
- I don't know, maybe
you should check that out.
- All right, thanks.
Um... are you ready
for your test tomorrow?
- I will be.
- Good.
You can do this.
- Got a late model Corolla,
color beige.
License three-eight-hotel-
bravo-Charlie-four.
We got a 1080 at the bottom
of Red River Bluff.
Victim appears to be late teens.
Dark hair, olive skin.
Looks like she's been here
for hours.
- Hey.
Hey, I got your message.
What's up?
- I just needed to talk to you.
- You heard Ava's missing?
- Yeah.
- Do you know
what happened to her
last night at the cliffs?
- Maddie.
Hey, can I talk
to you right now?
- Kelly, we're kind of
in the middle of something.
- Sorry, this
is really important.
- Kelly... yeah, hey.
- I'll call you.
- Babe.
- You can't tell him.
- He's my boyfriend.
I can't lie to him.
- You don't have to lie to him,
but you can't tell him, either.
Look, you were grounded
last night.
You haven't seen Ava today.
Both of those things are true.
- Why is this so easy for you?
- I've been dealing with
stuff like this my whole life.
Cleaning up messes,
protecting myself,
it's the only way
that I survive in this world.
- Miss Curtis, you're
gonna have to come with us.
- Seriously?
- Let's go.
- For what?
- What the hell is going on?
- Where are you going?
Maddie.
- Whose are those?
Those aren't mine.
- Ms. Curtis, you have
the right to remain silent.
- Is this some kind of prank?
This is ridiculous!
- Everything you say
can and will
be used against you
in a court of law.
- No, I'm not going anywhere
with you.
No, I'm not going!
This is ridiculous!
Do not record me.
- You have the right
to an attorney.
If you cannot find an attorney,
one will be appointed to you.
- I want to speak
to my father, now!
- Maddie.
Maddie, please!
Talk to me.
- You broke into her locker?
- Shh!
Keep your voice down.
- You broke into her locker,
and you planted your shoes?
- So what?
- The story was
Ava went up there alone.
- Okay, and they'll
figure that out eventually
with her daddy's lawyers.
She's never actually gonna
be in any real trouble,
but right now her perfect world
is turned upside down.
She's getting exactly
what she deserves.
- Ava's dead, and you're trying
to frame an innocent girl.
- Innocent?
She is a nightmare.
We all agreed that she needed
to be taken down.
- She's not a murderer.
- Neither are we.
Look, Sasha's
gonna try to blame us
and all this cyberbullying crap.
The cops are gonna
come after us too.
You have got
to keep it together.
Stick to the story.
- Look, you're either with me
or you're against me.
You don't want to be against me.
That's how people
end up like Danny.
- Hey, Jack.
I wasn't expecting you so soon.
Are you okay?
- Sasha was just arrested
at school.
- What? Why?
- Ava White's body
was found this morning
at the Red River cliffs.
- My God.
- They found shoes in Sasha's
locker with mud from the creek.
Would you happen to know where
Maddie was last night, Gwen?
Because my daughter is innocent,
and she swears that Maddie
and that girl Kelly
are responsible for this.
- Jack, she was with me
all night.
I grounded her as soon as
I found out about those posts.
I mean, this is just
teenagers being stupid.
You know she would never
do anything to hurt anyone.
- Listen, Gwen.
With everything that's going on,
I can't have you
at the company right now.
- What?
- Look.
I'll buy your contract out,
but that's it.
I'm giving this listing
to Taylor.
- Come on, Jack.
- Talk to your daughter, Gwen.
And you better pray to God
that she don't have anything
to do with this.
Hi.
- Ava's dead.
- I know. Come here.
- You know, Jack Curtis
came to see me today.
Told me that Sasha was arrested
and then he fired me.
- What?
- Yeah.
Honey, you need to tell me
if you had anything
to do with last night.
- I don't know what happened.
I just know that Ava's gone,
and... and there's nothing
I can do to get her back.
- I know.
Come here, come here.
- It's okay, it's okay.
- Sasha Curtis
was arrested at school today.
Now, we don't know
the details, but Sasha,
if you're responsible
in any way for Ava's death,
I hope you rot for what you've
done to our beautiful angel.
And for everyone else,
for those of you who loved Ava
the way that I did,
I've started an Indiegogo
account to help raise money
to pay for the funeral
that she deserves.
A bright and special life
was taken from us.
I just hope that we can
celebrate that life together
in a way that
she would appreciate.
Much love.
Come on, Kurt.
I'm so glad you picked up.
- Hey. Yeah, no.
I tried texting you.
- Yeah, my mom
still has my phone.
- I can't believe Ava's gone.
How you doing?
- Not very good.
- Do you... do you really think
Sasha had something
to do with it?
- Listen, I need to talk to you,
but it's gotta be in person.
- Yeah.
Yeah, whatever you need.
- Can we just meet
at our usual spot tomorrow?
- Yeah, of course.
- Okay.
Thanks, babe.
Talk to you later.
- I don't have my phone,
remember?
I'm supposed to be grounded.
- Care to explain why these
are in your desk drawer?
- I've never seen those before
in my life.
- These belong to you,
Miss Reynolds?
- I... I don't... I...
- Yes.
I do my daughter's laundry.
- Mom.
- Is this her perfume?
"I miss you so much.
When can we be together again?"
- This is all fake.
Maddie, did you have something
to do with this?
- No, I...
Mom, you have to believe me.
- You snuck out the other night
and you lied to me.
Was it to meet him?
- No.
- Mrs. Reynolds,
I swear I have no idea...
- She is 17.
- I don't know what the hell
is happening right now,
but I have never,
I would never cross...
- Levi, you need to pack up
your stuff and leave.
- John, I would never...
- You're suspended
till further notice.
Now, as for you, Miss Reynolds,
I think it's best
that you go home
while we consider when and if
you should be permitted
to return to class.
- Go.
- Hey, Maddie!
Stop!
Girls, stop it!
- She's the reason
why Ava's dead!
I don't know
what she's talking about.
Maddie, you need help!
- We're leaving.
- You're not gonna
get away with this!
- In the car, now.
- Mom, just listen to me.
Please?
- No, you listen.
When we get home,
we are gonna have
a very serious conversation,
and you're gonna
tell me everything,
and I mean everything.
This could ruin your life,
Stay here.
- Hey, what happened to your...
What... what's going on?
- Please, let's just
get out of here, okay?
Is it true about
you and Davenport?
- No.
Just come with me, okay?
And I tell you about it
in the car.
- Okay, okay.
- Where do you wanna go?
- It's my mom.
- Do you want me to...
- No.
Just let it go to voicemail.
- Okay.
- Take a left up here.
I think I know a place
we can go.
- Where are you?
Hey, Kelly?
Hi.
Are you on your way home?
- Yeah.
- Maddie's run off.
I'm so sorry about
what happened earlier.
I... I don't know
what to do anymore.
Can I give you a lift?
- Yeah.
- Whoa.
This is your mom's listing?
- It was before
Sasha's dad fired her.
- So what, we're just gonna,
like, break in?
- Not exactly.
Her company uses the same code
on all the padlocks.
- How long have you
known about this?
- I mean, she's been flirting
with him since I got here,
and I would... I would tease her
about it all the time,
but when she told me they
actually got together...
I didn't know what to do.
- I mean, I don't get it.
Why didn't you just
call the cops?
- Even though
it wasn't her fault,
Kelly was worried if they
found out, they'd blame her.
We even went down
to find Ava's body,
but there was nothing
that we could do to help.
- Jesus.
- And then she planted her own
shoes in Sasha's locker.
Now she's trying to say
that I slept with Davenport.
It's like this
is a big game to her.
- Do you have any proof
that she was there that night?
Any evidence?
- There was a video
on Ava's phone,
but we deleted it.
- Permanently?
- Yeah.
Okay, if...
If her phone was synced
to her cloud,
then the footage might
be in an archive somewhere
that we could pull it from.
Do you know, like,
her login or ID?
- I know the password for her
phone, but the cops have that.
- Does she have, like, another
laptop or an iPad at her house?
- She used to keep her
old cell phones in her locker.
- Yeah, I mean,
if one of those is synced,
that could totally work.
Check this out.
- New Sashagram?
- Yeah.
- So as many of you may know,
I just spent
the last 24 hours in jail
under false charges
for a crime
I had nothing to do with.
Ava White died two nights ago,
and the two girls responsible
for it are Madeline Reynolds,
who funny enough,
was one of my best friends
when we were kids
and Kelly Ryan,
whose foster dad just
mysteriously OD'd last week.
Coincidence much?
So for those of you who have
continued to support me,
I love you, I thank you,
and you're my truest friends.
- I need to talk to her.
This whole thing
started with Sasha.
It's gonna end with her.
- How can I help?
- Know how
to break into a locker?
- Thanks again for the ride.
I really hope
Maddie's all right.
- Hey, Kelly?
There's one thing that's really
been bugging me about Ava.
- What do you mean?
- She wasn't there the night
I told you girls
about the Red River walk.
- That's weird.
I guess Maddie
must have told her.
- And that night
I went into Maddie's room,
and she wasn't there.
- That's when she went
to see Mr. Davenport.
- Right.
It's just that the next morning
when I went into her bedroom
I found her shoes and jeans.
They were wet and muddy,
like the ones that were found
in Sasha's locker.
- I have something else
I should probably show you.
Do you want to come inside?
- This... this cyberbullying,
social media harassment,
I mean, it's far beyond
anything we could've imagined
when we were that age.
A student today
could set off a bomb
that destroys a peer's
reputation irreparably,
and the effects of that
are felt in this online world
for the rest of their lives.
I mean, how do we police that?
I don't know.
Excuse me.
Kurt, is that you?
- Yeah.
Hi, Principal Decker.
Sorry...
I just... I forgot my homework
in my locker.
I had to grab it real quick.
- Well, hurry up.
Make sure the door
closes behind you.
- Yes, sir.
Have a good day, sir.
- You're making
a mistake, Madeline.
- Mr. Curtis,
I came here to apologize.
Is she here?
You know, it's a pretty bold
move of you to show up here.
This another part of your
plan to tear me down?
- Sasha, I'm sorry.
- Maddie, I don't want
to hear it.
- Just listen to me, please.
- Did you really sleep
with Davenport?
- No, of course not.
This whole thing is Kelly.
She's, like, obsessed
with tearing you down,
and she's just gone so far over
the line at this point.
She's desperate,
and I'm terrified
of what she might do next.
- I have a video
that'll help better explain
what happened that night.
- Ava!
My God, my God!
- Maddie, what did you do?
- We've gotta go get her!
Call 911!
- My God.
- Wait, where are you going?
- I'm sorry, Ava.
Yes!
- Hey, Kelly.
Maddie just showed me something
she was able to dig up.
Thought you might wanna see.
- Okay, take my hand
with your right hand.
Lean out as far as you can
As you walk.
Don't worry, I got you.
- God, this is scary.
You got me?
- Maddie, how does it look?
- Stupid and dangerous.
- Maddie, are you getting this?
- Hey, pull me up!
- Ava!
- Yeah, turns out
permanently deleted
doesn't actually mean permanent.
- Listen, Kelly.
If you don't want us to go
straight to cops with this,
then you need to meet us
where we found Ava's body
at 6:00 p.m.
- No.
- If you don't show,
we'll turn this over.
If you do, we can find a way
to make this work for everyone.
Stop it, Danny!
What the hell?
Get out!
Hey.
Sorry about earlier.
I...
brought you this beer
to apologize.
Still thirsty?
Do you like what you see?
- Yeah.
- Drink up.
Maybe I'll show you
a little more.
Hello?
Kelly!
- The video's not enough.
We have to get her to admit
that this was her idea
and that she framed both of us
to make herself look good.
- Yeah, and what if
we can't do that?
- We have to try.
- Hey, Kelly.
- Maddie
just showed me something
she was able to dig up.
Thought you might wanna see.
- Sorry.
- Hey!
Hey, what the hell?
Hey!
- Wow.
You showed up.
- What do you want?
- Phones on the ground.
No videos, no tricks.
We're just gonna handle this
ourselves like adults.
- Where's your phone, Maddie?
- I'm grounded, remember?
- How's that going?
- It would be nice if my mom
didn't think I was
sleeping with my teacher.
- Come on, Kelly.
Do it.
No phones.
- What the hell?
- You said no phones.
How do I know that
you weren't recording?
Maddie, show me your pockets.
- I don't have it, I swear.
- So what do you propose?
- We go to Principal Decker.
We tell him it was all
just a bunch of pranks
that got out of hand.
- That video shows
that I'm the one holding Ava.
I'm the one who let her go.
- We don't have
to show him the video.
We'll just say
that we were all up there.
- Even me.
- She was playing on the ledge,
and she slipped,
and we were all so scared.
It's not our fault.
- If we all go in together,
my dad's lawyers can help.
We can still graduate
and put this all behind us.
- It's gone too far.
It's too late.
I've done things.
I've done terrible things.
- Why did you put my underwear
in Davenport's desk?
- You're too good.
You're too perfect,
you and your mom.
I just wanted you to know
just for a second
what misery tastes like.
It tastes like blood.
It feels...
it feels like heartache.
It smells like death.
Like Danny.
- I didn't mean to kill him.
I just...
I wanted it to stop.
- What about Ava?
Why did she have to die?
- I couldn't hold on to her.
- Help me!
- So you let her go?
- I...
I thought that she
would catch herself.
I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry, I didn't...
- Kurt.
- Yeah, got it.
You're currently streaming
to over 6,000 people live
on Sasha's feed.
- You lied!
- Kelly, stop!
Hey! Hey.
Hey.
Hey, Kelly.
Honey, hey, hey, hey,
look at me.
I know you're hurting.
I know, okay?
It doesn't have to be this way.
Hey, we can start over.
- It's too late.
- No, it's not too late.
It's never too late.
- Listen to me.
When I lost my husband,
I thought it was too late.
We lost everything,
and we had to start over.
There are people that love you
and want to help you.
Maddie loves you.
I love you.
- I know.
I wish I had a mom like you.
- Come here, come here.
Shh.
It's okay, it's okay.
Come here.
I know, shh.
- I'm sorry.
- The live stream
got over 20,000 views.
You know what?
Solidarity.
- Okay.
Am... am I straight?
Is it straight?
- Look... you look gorgeous.
Stop stressing.
- My God, my God,
he's here.
- Okay, stop.
- He's here, okay.
- I'll get the door.
- Go get... okay, yes.
- Kurt.
- Hey, Ms. Reynolds.
- You look so handsome.
Come in.
Maddie's just finishing up.
So I heard you got
into Columbia.
- Yeah.
- They're gonna love you
in New York.
- Aw.
I heard you sold that house.
- Yeah, we...
We closed the deal last night.
- Wow.
- Wow, you.
- Um...
I... I got you this.
- My gosh.
Thank you.
My gosh.
Is that for us?
- Yeah.
My uncle let me borrow it.
Mom, could you take a picture?
- Okay, come on.
- Okay.
- All right.
Okay.
Say, "Prom night."
Prom night.
- There you go.
- Thank you, Mom.
- Love you, honey.
You guys be safe.
- You gonna post that?
- No.
Thank you.
- You ready?
- Hey, I want you to know
I'm really excited
about you going to New York,
and yeah, I'm probably
a little bit nervous
and, you know, overthinking it.
It's just 'cause
I don't really know
what's gonna happen
after we graduate,
but I'm gonna work
some extra shifts
and make sure
I get to come visit you.
- Really?
Who knows?
I might even
become a New Yorker.
- Maddie...
hey.
- Hey, you too.
- I love you.
- I love you too.