My Daughter's Psycho Friend (2020) - full transcript

A devious and psychotic student tries to frame a new girl at school for the death of a teenager at a party.

- 911,

what's your emergency?

- Yes, I have an emergency.

There's someone in my house.

- And where are

you?

- I'm in my bedroom.

He has a gun, please help me.

- Can you get

out?

- No, I'm upstairs,

there's no way out.

- Now, since you're on a

cellphone,

sweetheart, I need your exact

address.

- 91505 Sharer's Drive.

Please send the entire police

force.

I'm really scared, please.

- All right,

sweetheart.

They are already on their way.

- Thank you, thank you so much.

- Now, what I need you to do

is lock the door if you can

and hid in the closet.

The police will be there in

minutes.

- Okay, thank you.

Bye.

- No, no, no.

I'm gonna stay on the phone with

you

until they get there.

- No, that's okay.

It's better if I stop talking.

- No, it's protocol, please

don't hang up.

That's how we have direct

communication

with you just in case.

- Just in case what?

- Just in case

there is a hostage situation.

I hear them on your street

right now, sweetheart.

All right, hang tight.

You hang with me.

- Sure, thanks.

I'm gonna hang up now.

Bye.

- No, it's.

- Hold your

positions!

- My God, you're a genius.

- Martinez, come on.

I need you out back.

- Go, go, go, go!

- All clear,

clear!

- How'd you know that would

work?

- I saw it on TV once.

It's called swatting.

- This is the Calabasas Police

Department.

We have the house surrounded.

Come out with your hands up.

- We could get into serious

trouble.

- Put down your weapons.

- No, we can't.

- And come

out with your hands up.

- They don't know it was

us.

- Sure, they do, they

could track your phone.

They'll be here next.

- I have an app on my phone

that makes it untraceable.

- Look, the

front door's opening.

- Get 'em up!

Let's go, move your feet.

- On the ground!

- Don't shoot!

- Let's go, move!

- Get down on the ground!

- Hands up!

- Don't move!

- Come out slowly.

- Yes,

sir, we've got them now.

Near the house.

Move! Move!

- Get 'em up,

both of you!

Let's go.

- On your feet!

On your feet!

- Clear the house!

- Come on!

- Scotty is seriously pissed.

Did you see his face?

- He knows it was us.

- He can't prove it.

Anyway, if he dares tell anyone

it was us,

I'll tell the police that it was

him

who broke into Ms. Augmore's

house

and stole her English test.

- Are you sure?

- How long have we been friends?

- A long time.

- And have I ever done

anything to betray your trust?

- Well, there was that

one time you told on me...

- We were six years old.

- I can't believe we're

actually moving to Los Angeles.

- It's not so bad,

Sierra.

In fact, it's not that much

different than Denver, you know?

There are movie theaters and

restaurants

and...

- Really?

It's dirty, full of traffic,

and it's loaded with stuck-up

people.

- Not where we're going.

- Mom, don't sugarcoat it.

- Hey, sweetheart, can

we please try to find

something positive in all this,

- No, I can't.

- Come here.

Hey, I'll be there and when I

get there,

hopefully, you can introduce

me to all your new friends

and show me all the new cool

hangouts.

- I don't think so.

- Please, you have to try,

okay?

- Okay, Mom, I'll try.

- I love you, peanut.

- I love you, Mom.

- Okay, now, drive safely.

- I will.

- And remember that it's winter,

so the roads are gonna be

dangerous through the Rockies.

And, okay, make sure

he doesn't fall asleep.

And make that house real

pretty for me, all right?

With a girl's a touch.

- What?

You think if Sierra wasn't

comin' with me,

the place would look like a

bachelor pad?

- Yeah.

- I love you.

- Love you.

- Okay.

I'll see ya in a week.

Muah!

- See ya soon, sweetheart.

- Love you

so much, see you soon.

- Okay.

- And we're here.

- This is it?

- This is it.

- Well, what do ya

think?

- It's bigger and prettier

than the pictures.

- Yeah, ya like it?

- I mean, it's no Aurora, but

it's nice.

You did good, I'm impressed.

- Come on, let's get the truck

unloaded.

- Kaitlyn, come on, we have to

stop

at my house before cheer

practice.

What are you looking at?

Colorado plates?

- That's a long drive.

- She's pretty.

Let's go meet her.

- I don't know.

- Why not?

She's your neighbor.

- Okay, but if she turns out

to be the neighbor from hell,

it's your fault.

- Sure, but you're still

gonna have to live with her.

- Hi.

- Hi.

- I'm Kaitlyn, I live across the

street.

And this is Alexis.

What's your name?

- I'm Sierra.

It's nice to meet you.

- So what are you into?

- Clothing, boys,

movies.

- Well, it sounds like

you'll fit in perfectly here.

Hey, a bunch of us are going

to the rollerskating rink

tonight.

You wanna come?

I don't know, I.

- Come on, it'll be a great

chance to meet

some of the kids you'll

be going to school with.

- Sure, that sounds really fun.

- Great, meet us at the roller

rink

on Westlake Drive at 6:00 p.m.

- Got it.

- Bye.

- Bye.

- Bye.

- Well, look at that.

Makin' friends already,

Come on, don't fall.

- So many

more things to unload.

- That's not my problem.

- Yeah.

Thanks for driving me.

- Well, I've been

told that's what dads do.

Yeah?

Whoa, there, young lady.

- What?

You gonna give me one of those

stereotypical parent talks?

- Just remember,

I was a teenager once, too,

you know?

Please be smart.

- Dad.

- I have the app, I know

where you are at all times.

- Really?

You're gonna use the app here,

too?

Dad.

- Just tell me you'll be safe

and smart.

- Yes, I'll be safe and smart.

- No, no, no.

You're just sayin' that to get

rid of me.

Come on, say it with some

conviction.

- I love you, everything will be

fine.

- I love you, too.

- Bye.

- Bye.

- Yeah, yeah.

- Yo, B.

- Hey, you made it.

- Hey.

- You look so cute.

- Thanks, you, too.

- Come on, I'll introduce you to

everyone.

- Great.

- Hey, guys.

This is my new neighbor, Sierra.

She's from Colorado.

- Hey, Colorado.

- Hi, Colorado.

- Hi.

- Hi, everyone.

- Anyways, this is Terri, Cindy,

Aubrey.

Lance.

- Hey.

- David, Marcy, Jade, Michael,

Jonathan, Kayla, Jana, and

Tamra.

- Hello.

- Hi, Lexi.

- Alexis, you can't call me Lexi

yet.

You have to earn that right.

Earn it, Colorado.

Okay, how do I do that?

- It's all about trust.

There's a lotta gossip that goes

on

in a town like Calabasas,

so I need to know whose side

you're on.

- There's sides?

- There's a lotta cliques.

You'll find out eventually.

- But don't worry.

Right now, you're in our group.

- Until they throw you out

and kick you to the ground.

- Nice burn,

Erin.

- She crossed me, that's

why she's not in the group.

- What did she do?

- She turned me in for cheating.

- That wasn't very nice of her.

Were you?

- Was I what?

- Cheating?

- Of course, I was.

Doesn't everyone?

I'll never forgive her.

Anyway, enough about her.

Tell me about you.

Come on.

- Bye.

- Bye, Colorado.

- Later, Colorado.

Go, Colorado!

Go, Colorado, go!

Go, Colorado!

Go, Colorado, go!

Hey!

- Whoa!

- Go, Colorado, go!

Hey, hey, hey!

- See that girl over there?

In the pink shirt?

- Yeah.

- That's Shannon O'Neill.

She crossed me once, too.

- What did she do?

- She stole my boyfriend.

- That's not cool.

- No, it wasn't.

And now she has to pay for it.

- Pay for it, what do you mean?

- Just watch.

Keep your eyes on Kaitlyn.

- I'm so good!

- Woo-hoo!

- My God!

- I don't know what I did now.

- What's happening?

- Just watch carefully.

This is gonna be great.

- Hey, Brutus!

- Just give it a few seconds.

It needs time to dry.

- Are you sure about that?

- I tested it 10

times.

- Woo-hoo!

- Come on.

- Help me!

- It worked perfectly.

Nice work, Kaitlyn.

- Thanks.

- Shannon, are you okay?

Whoa!

Are you okay, Shannon?

- What'd you think?

- I mean, I thought it was

funny.

I just hope nobody got hurt.

- She's fine.

Anyway, she hurt me plenty.

- Come on, guys, I love this

song.

- What about you, Cindy?

- Hey, so a few of us are coming

back

to my place to hang out,

smoke a little weed, have a

drink.

- I wish I could, but my

dad is coming to get me.

- Call and tell him

you're gonna stay at my place.

- Your parents would be okay

with that?

- My dad's not around anymore

and my mom's outta town this

week.

So, yeah, it's fine.

- Your mom let you stay home

alone

for a whole week?

- Are you that sheltered?

- No, but, well, I just thought

that...

- Don't worry about it.

It's sort of endearing.

- Well, I should probably get

going.

Thank you for inviting me.

I just don't think my dad would

be ready

for me staying the night yet.

- Of course, I totally

understand.

See ya later?

- Yeah, definitely.

- Okay.

- Good night, everyone.

- Bye.

- Bye, Colorado.

- Great to meet you.

- She's cool?

- Yeah, I like her.

Bit naive, but she's malleable.

- Malleable?

- In no time, I can

turn her into one of us.

Lexi, how late were we drinking?

- I don't know, why?

- My God, I

have the worst headache.

- That's because you

can't handle your alcohol.

- I hardly had any.

- My point exactly.

I wanna show you something.

Why the hell are you home

already?

- Is that any way to talk to

your mother?

- Are you my

mother?

I forgot, I mean, most mothers

are with their children,

instead of screwing everything

that moves.

- I only screw the

good-lookin' ones.

- When did you stop drinking?

This morning?

- It's none of your business.

Now, you leave me the hell alone

and clean up this mess.

You kids are a bunch of slobs.

Get up!

Clean up my house.

- You're stalking Sierra?

- Sure, why not?

- Why would you stalk her?

- You're serious, right?

You're telling me you don't

stalk people

when you first meet them?

- Okay, I guess, you're right.

- Anyway, look what I found.

Read it.

- "I have to get out of Denver.

"The pressure is just too much.

"Everyone knows it's not my

fault,

"but they're still treating

me like some pariah."

- Read this post.

- "Thank God my father

got a job in Los Angeles.

"I can finally get past this

and move on with my life."

That's so heartbreaking.

I mean, it sounds like she

was having a really hard time.

I wonder what she's talking

about.

- Cry me a river.

It sounds to me like she did

something

and won't admit that it was her

fault.

- I mean, maybe

she just wasn't fitting in

with the kids at school.

- What makes her think

she could fit in with us

if she couldn't fit in there?

- Well, I mean, she's my

neighbor now.

It'd be really awkward if she

wasn't a part of the group

and she lives right

across the street from me.

- Okay, we'll give her a

chance.

But if she does anything to

cross us,

she's going down.

Hard.

- I haven't even seen houses

this big in Cherry Creek.

- What'd you say?

I'm sorry.

Hi, I'm Lance.

We met at the roller rink the

other night.

- Hi, I remember you.

You left early though, right?

- Yeah, I had to go home.

It was a shame we couldn't hang

out more.

- Do you always creep

up on girls like that?

- Only when they're talking to

themselves.

What were you saying?

- I was just saying how

much I admire Lexi's house.

- Well, her dad is a wealthy

businessman

who cheated on Lexi's mom with

the nanny.

Now, they live here alone,

together.

- That explains some things.

- Explains what?

- Well, Lexi has a lotta

freedom.

My parents are on me 100% of the

time.

- Yeah, so are mine.

I guess they care.

What do ya say we get in there

and get this party started?

- I mean, the party doesn't

start without us, right?

- Right.

Let's go.

- Okay.

Wow.

This is amazing.

- This is what money buys you.

- Hey!

- Hey.

- Did you two come together?

- No, we just

arrived at the same time.

- Don't worry, Lexi, we aren't

dating yet.

- Yet?

- Well, I mean, we just met.

- Well, knowing you,

you've already made a move

on this sweet, innocent girl.

- Hey, I'm not that innocent.

- We'll see.

Come on, Colorado.

How 'bout I pour you a drink?

- You have so many friends.

- Yeah, I know, right?

- And this house is just

amazing.

- You should come stay the night

sometime.

- Really?

- Of course.

We're friends now, aren't we?

- Yeah.

There's a lotta people here.

- Yeah, well, I like to invite

everyone.

- That's nice of you.

Okay, so who should I know?

Who should I not know?

Who should I date?

- See those kids over there?

They're the jocks.

They're cool, but they can't

do anything by themselves.

- They have rocks for brains.

- Over there are the dweebs.

They're the gamers and theater

geeks.

If you wanna be really bored,

hang with them.

- Who's that guy standing by

himself?

- That's Jake.

- What category does he fall

into?

- He's pretty much in his own

category.

- What does that mean?

- It means he's weird.

No one really hangs out with

him.

- That's sad.

Why'd you invite him?

- I mean, we've all pretty

much known each other

our entire lives.

- Yeah, he's just always been

around.

- I know that face.

- What face?

- It's that, "I have a prank

face."

- Come here.

Jake!

Come on.

Yeah, you, over here.

- Whoa, whoa,

whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Whoa, man.

- Hey, Jake, I want you

to meet the new girl.

Jake, this is Sierra.

Sierra, this is Jake.

- Hi, how ya doin'?

- Good, thanks for asking.

- What ya drinkin'?

- Just a beer.

Hey, Kaitlyn, would you

wanna go out sometime?

Sorry, I honestly

didn't mean nothing by that.

I just kinda thought we've all

known each other for so long

that, well, I just...

Damn, I messed up

again.

- No, you didn't, it's fine.

Listen, just relax and I'll

go over there and hang out

for a little while.

- Sure, that'd be fine.

Thanks.

- Bye.

- I'll be right back.

I'm just gonna run to the

restroom.

- Any second now, he

won't know what hit him.

And, then, you can take

advantage of him.

- Over my dead body.

- Yeah, he was out

havin' a little too much.

- It happens.

- Aw, man.

Happens every time.

- Exactly, every.

- It's a whole

bunch of different things.

It's just somewhere

else.

- Hey, what's goin' on,

man?

How you doin'?

- My God!

Someone's at the bottom of the

pool!

Please, help, he's gonna die!

Come on!

- Let's go, let's go!

- Dammit.

- Man, you're kidding me.

Let's go, let's go!

Come on!

That's it, come on!

- Does anyone know CPR?

- I do! I do!

Come on, come on, stay with us.

- Lance, hello?

Is he okay?

- Stay with us, come on.

- Someone call 911, someone!

- How long was he under?

How long?

- Lance, it's gonna be okay.

- Come on, stay with us.

Stay with us.

- What happened?

- Okay, come on.

- If you tell anyone what we

did,

you'll be very sorry.

- Come on, man, come on.

Come on!

- What we did?

- Yes, what we did.

- You're the one who put

the GHB in his drink.

- I'm trying, but he's not

coming back.

- You were there, you could've

stopped me,

but you didn't.

- Lance.

- So could she.

- Lance, is he okay?

Is he all right?

- You're both just as culpable,

so you better not say anything.

- Is he all right?

- Got it?

- Come on.

- Should we call the cops?

- I think so.

- Yes, I've got it.

I won't tell anyone.

- Come on.

- You better not.

Come on.

- Hang on.

- My God.

Stay with us!

- Jake?

- Do not give up.

- Come on.

- He's not dead, man.

- Come on, man.

- Okay, so you gave the victim

CPR,

but he was not responsive.

- Yes, sir.

- Was he acting

strangely

or was he doing any drugs?

- I'm not sure...

- Lexi, what the

hell is going on here?

- I am so sorry, Mom.

A boy drowned in our pool and

I...

- Drowned, what was he doing?

- I don't know, someone

found him at the bottom.

- Dammit, Lexi, I thought

I could trust you.

- It's not my fault, I didn't do

it!

Where are you going?

- I'm gonna deal with the police

and try to clean up your mess.

- But, Mom!

- Sorry your first day

of school was so dreary.

- So what did the cops

ask you after the party?

- They just wanted to know what

I saw.

- Yeah, they just asked

me some basic questions.

- Me, too.

They said they wouldn't

really know anything

until after the autopsy.

- Autopsy?

- Sure.

They always do an autopsy

when they don't know

the exact cause of death.

- What do you mean?

He drowned.

- The detective said

he probably had drugs and

alcohol in his system.

- Well, duh, he was drinking

beer the entire night.

What more are they gonna find

out?

Don't they have better things

to spend our tax money on?

- Jake was a

good kid.

I can't believe he's gone.

- Were you friends with him?

- We were friends through

elementary school.

But he was a loner in junior

high.

I tried to help him,

but I think something

serious was going on at home.

- That was really nice of you to

try.

- Thanks.

- You have got to be kidding me,

Lance.

I don't remember you

ever trying to help Jake.

In fact, I distinctly remember

you and your buddies bullying

him.

- That's ridiculous, Lexi.

Don't spread garbage you know

isn't true.

- You callin' me a liar?

- Yes, I am.

- What exactly did you tell the

police?

- What do you mean?

I just told them what I saw.

- Well, you didn't tell them

you saw Jake getting the

alcohol from my house, did you?

- I mean, they didn't ask me

that.

- Well, you better not.

What's so funny?

- I just find it really amusing

that Lexi, the queen of the

school,

is actually the most insecure

person I've ever met.

- I am not insecure.

What are you laughing at?

- Actually, I didn't laugh,

but all your so-called friends

did.

- Come on, Kaitlyn.

- Good bye.

You just stood up to

Lexi Cooper, impressive.

- You did, too.

- I've been wanting to do that

for years.

She's the menace of this school.

She'll be back to her

old tricks soon enough.

Anyway.

How about I drop you off after

school?

Come on.

This is it, right?

- Yeah.

- This is where Scotty used

to live.

- Scotty?

- Yeah.

He was a buddy of mine,

but his parents just got up and

left

when there was a swatting

prank played on them.

- Swatting?

- Yeah, it's when someone calls

the police

about an intruder or something,

and the entire SWAT team shows

up.

- Bet that made the

police mad.

- Sure, it did.

It also horrified Scotty's

parents.

They could've easily gotten

shot.

- So who do you think called in

the prank?

- Who do you think?

- Lexi?

- Of course, she did.

- I don't know exactly,

but what if Lexi put something

in Jake's drink that night?

- You think she spiked

his drink with something?

- She was definitely up to

something.

- I mean, swatting is one thing,

but drugging someone's drink

is a whole other thing.

- Thank you for today.

- For what?

- You could've easily turned

away like all the others did.

You're different than the

others.

Why is that?

- I don't know.

I guess you'll have to figure

that out.

How about I meet you here in the

morning

and drive you to school?

- I'd like that.

- So would I.

How does 7:30 sound?

- Bye.

- Bye.

- He dropped her off.

- I hate him!

- Lexi, I'm really worried

about that autopsy report.

- There's nothing to worry about

because we didn't kill Jake!

- Mom!

- Sierra, honey.

- Mom, I thought you weren't

gonna be here until Thursday.

- Yeah, well, I pulled

every resource I could

and completed my project

so I could be here with you and

Dad.

That's some hug.

Are you all right?

- Yes and no.

- Honey, Dad told me

what happened at the party.

That's horrible.

- Yeah.

That was the hardest

first day I've ever had.

Not just because of Jake,

but some of the girls were

hating on me.

- I'm so sorry, sweetie.

- Well, one

good thing did happen.

- Yeah, that's my girl.

Always a silver lining, tell me.

- I met a boy.

- On the first day?

- Well, we met last

week at the roller rink

and then, again, at a party.

But he just drove me home from

school.

- Well, that was nice of him.

- Yeah, it was.

- Well, I'm glad that something

went well

and things are only gonna get

better.

- How do you like the house?

- You did a great job,

and I especially love how

you arranged the living room.

- You should be lucky that I was

here.

Dad was putting all the furniture

in all the wrong places.

- Of course, he was.

Come here.

Show me the upstairs.

- Yeah.

- Okay.

- Let's do it.

- As reported yesterday, Jake

Thompson,

a senior here at Hidden Hills

High School,

died Saturday night in a pool at

a home

during a house party.

We just received the coroner's

report from the autopsy

and as suspected, they

did find traces of alcohol

in his system.

More importantly, though,

they also found traces of GHB.

The question for the

detectives on this case

is whether or not the young

man took this drug voluntarily.

We will continue to follow this

case

as more information comes in.

This Anne Billing signing off.

- Wow, I can't believe this

happened at your school.

- Those aren't your

normal high school drugs.

- No, he had GHB in his system.

- I think I've heard of that.

Don't they call it something

else?

- Well, it's also known as

liquid ecstasy.

It's the date-rape drug.

It'll knock you out so much you

can't...

- Can't swim.

- Yeah, or save

yourself from drowning.

- Do you think someone mighta

slipped that into his drink?

- No.

I mean, people were drinking,

but no one was doing any drugs.

- So kids were drinking alcohol?

Her mother let them have

alcohol at the party?

She can go to jail for that.

- Her mother wasn't at the

party.

Mom, it's my fault.

I begged Dad to let me go to

that party.

I thought it would be a good

opportunity to meet everyone.

- Well, you should've left the

moment

that you knew they were

drinking.

- Right, so just get up and

leave?

- Yes.

- Exactly.

- It's not as easy as you think.

- Hey.

- Did you see the news?

- You mean about Jake?

- Yep, he had GHB in his system.

- Yeah, I saw that.

- You know it was Lexi.

And she could've done

that to any one of us.

- Do you think she's done it

before?

- Definitely, I've been to other

parties

where I've seen guys acting

completely out of it.

I mean, we just assumed

that they were drunk,

but what if she dropped

something in their drinks, too?

- This is awful.

It's just too much to take in.

I move here, I try to make new

friends,

and now I'm in the middle

of a police investigation.

- I just think you shouldn't say

anything

and stay out of it.

- No, I can't do that.

I need to tell the police

what I saw and heard.

- Well, what'd you see?

- I mean, I saw something

suspicious,

but maybe I'm just being

paranoid.

- Well, if you didn't

see her

put the GHB in his drink,

then I don't think you

should say anything.

- Yeah, I guess you're right.

- Well, it's late.

Why don't you get some sleep

and I'll pick you up in the

morning?

School's going to be very

interesting tomorrow.

- Sounds good.

- In the meantime, I'll

put some feelers out

and see if I can find

out who sold her the GHB.

- You know those kinds of

people?

- Yeah, of course, we

all do.

- Sierra!

- My mom is calling me,

I should probably go.

- Okay, yeah, sounds good.

- Lance?

- Yeah?

- Thanks.

- For what?

- For watchin' out for me, for

caring,

for being a nice guy.

Well, I'll see you in the

morning.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah, sounds good.

- Bye.

- Bye.

Lexi, how did you get in here?

- You think I'm guilty, don't

you?

- No, no, I don't.

- Yes, you do, just admit it!

- Please, Lexi, I didn't see

anything.

I don't even know what

you're talking about.

- Do you think I drugged Jake?

Do you think it's my

fault that he drowned?

- No, no, I don't think

you would ever do something like

that.

- Well, you're wrong.

I did kill Jake and I'm

gonna kill you, too!

No, I'm gonna be late.

I'm so tired.

- Me, too, late nights.

- I haven't been sleeping a lot

lately.

- It's this whole GHB thing.

- Yeah, I'm having weird dreams,

too.

- It's exhausting.

- They're back.

- Well, they'll be here

until they find out

who gave Jake the GHB.

- Did you figure it out?

- I'm actually getting closer.

I'm pretty certain that it's a

kid

that got expelled last year.

She definitely knew him.

- The kid drowned, it's not my

fault.

- Lexi, it is your fault.

You had a party at the

house without me there.

- Looks like there's trouble in

paradise.

- It's time for you to

go live with your dad.

Let him take care of you, I'm

done.

- Mom, he doesn't want me

either.

- Come on, we don't

wanna be late for school.

- We appreciate you comin'

to the school today.

You know, as you know...

- Did I have a choice?

- Ma'am, a student from this

high school died in your pool

with drugs and alcohol in his

system.

- I wasn't even there.

I didn't know that my daughter

was gonna throw a party

while I was gone.

- Really, Mother?

Now you're going to

throw me under the bus?

- What am I supposed to do?

Go to prison for one of

your idiotic decisions?

- No, but I would think

that my mother would...

- That your mother would what?

Save your ass time and time

again?

I'm tired of it, Lexi.

You're a big girl now.

Time for you to start paying

for your own mistakes.

- Well, actually, ma'am,

your daughter's under 18.

So, unfortunately, the

responsibility falls with you.

In fact, once this homicide

investigation is complete,

you will most likely be charged

with serving alcohol to minors.

- I'm not answering any

more of your questions

until my lawyer's present.

- Mrs. Cooper, don't

you have any compassion

for the young man and his

family?

- I'm done here.

If you're gonna press

charges, then press charges.

But if you don't have anything,

then leave me alone.

And feel free to interview my

daughter.

I give you permission.

- Mother!

- Good bye, Lexi.

- Can I go now?

- Not yet.

Answer the question.

Were minors drinking or

doing drugs at the party?

- Sure, I saw kids drinking

beer and hard stuff,

but I didn't see any drugs.

- Come on.

You're telling me that there

were no drugs at that party?

- I swear to you.

No one was even smoking a joint.

- Do you use drugs?

- No, I don't use drugs.

My parents would kill

me if I did any drugs.

- And you didn't see

anyone giving Jake GHB?

- No, I mean, I wouldn't

know if someone did.

I don't even know what GHB looks

like.

- Okay.

You can go now.

Thank you for your honesty.

- Sure.

- All right, move, move!

Hustle, run, run!

- It's not even due 'til

tomorrow.

It's crazy.

- What the hell are they trying

to solve?

A kid did some drugs and

drowned.

- He didn't just drown.

- What do you mean?

- Someone gave him that GHB.

- Kaitlyn, come on.

We don't have time for Nancy

Drew.

- Why would anyone wanna kill

Jake?

- Did you have something to do

with it?

- No, how dare you accuse me of

that!

- Lexi, what are you doing?

- I'm trying to get to the

truth.

- Are you trying to cover

for something that you did?

I knew you were up to

something that night.

I saw you.

Is that what this is about?

- Whoa, you

just need to chill out.

There are way too many

conspiracy theories going around.

Maybe Jake was just stoned out

of his mind

when he walked into that pool.

Maybe he just wanted to kill

himself

in front of the entire school.

What do you think of that, new

girl?

- Stop calling me the new girl.

- You are, aren't you,

new girl?

- Stop calling me that

right now.

- Or what, what are ya

gonna do about it, new girl?

- Stop that!

- Come on, troublemaker.

- Lexi, stop!

This is getting way out of hand.

- Why should I?

- Stop this now, Lexi.

- No!

I had nothing to do with it.

It was her.

She must've dropped

something in his drink.

They were pulling a prank on

Jake.

I mean, maybe they

didn't mean to kill him,

but they did.

- Keep talkin', Sierra.

No one's going to believe that.

But they'll believe that you did

it

because you had a motive.

- Why would I ever do such a

thing?

- Look, poor little

Colorado is crying.

- Who the hell do you think you

are?

- How dare you even put

one hand on me, you bitch!

- How dare you accuse me

of something so heinous,

especially when you did it!

You know you did.

- Lexi!

- Hey, hey, hey, hey!

Hey, what the hell are you

doing?

- Go to hell, Lance!

- Get outta here.

- Come on, Lexi.

- Nobody likes you.

Yeah, you, too, Kaitlyn.

- What were you

thinking?

- What?

Don't you have class to go to?

Get outta here!

Hey, hey.

- I think I'm gonna throw up.

- Hey, don't worry, don't worry.

Everything will be okay.

- You promise?

- Scout's honor.

- Everyone out of the building,

Dan, Andy!

Andy, come on, catch up with the

students.

This is not a drill.

Come on, let's do

everything that we practice,

and we'll be okay.

Mary, come on, this is not a

drill.

Move, move, we'll catch

up with the students.

Let's go.

Let's go quickly.

Let's go quickly, young people.

Let's move it.

Let's go, come on.

Move, go, go, go, go.

The fire department is

going to be here shortly

and if you follow the drill

the way that we have practiced,

there will be no problems.

Come on, let's move quickly.

Follow the drill as practiced.

Hello, I appreciate the

three of you coming in

to speak with us here.

I understand a lot has been

happening

as you've moved into your new

home,

but we have something very

important

that we need to discuss

with the three of you.

- I know that look.

What's going on?

- We got an anonymous tip and

we checked Sierra's locker,

and we found this.

- What is it?

- It's GHB.

- GHB?

No, it can't be.

Someone must've put it there.

- Wait, wait, I don't

understand.

Sierra, what is going on?

- That's not mine.

Why would I have this stuff in

my locker.

- Ms. Wilkins, our

daughter does not do drugs.

- Sir, we've just found drugs

in your daughter's locker.

What am I supposed to believe?

- Sierra, you need to

give us more information

so we can help you.

- Well, someone must've planted

it there.

- You think someone got your

combination

and stuffed it in your

locker to set you up?

- Yes, I do.

My God, I bet it was Lexi.

- Why would she do that?

- Well, she's trying to set me

up

to take the fall for Jake's

death.

She was the one who gave it to

him.

- Well, you saw her give it to

him.

- Not exactly, but I...

- Sierra.

If you have no evidence, you

can't just accuse someone.

- Of course, I can.

- Are you sure about that?

Or did you offer to

hold the GHB for someone

without knowing what it was?

That happens all the time.

Your father and I would

completely understand

if that's what happened.

- My God, I had nothing

to do with Jake's death.

This is a setup.

Why don't you guys believe me?

- Sweetie, we believe you, but...

- I told you it's not mine

and that I had nothing to do

with it.

- Okay, well, unfortunately,

I have no other choice

but to suspend Sierra pending

further investigation.

- I've had enough.

- Sierra, you just can't up and

leave.

Sierra, Sierra, this is

a very serious matter!

- Thanks for the ride.

- Hey, hey, aren't ya gonna say

good bye?

- I'm sorry.

I'm just freaking out over

what my parents are gonna do.

You should've seen the look on

their faces

when I left that meeting.

- Well, I'm still looking

for the drug dealer

and I'm here to help you.

Whatever you need me to do, I'm

yours.

- Thanks, you're sweet.

That bitch is watching us.

- Those girls are up to

something.

Hey, hey, hey, hey!

What are ya gonna do?

- I don't know.

But I'm not gonna take

the fall for Jake's death.

- Well, I won't let that happen

to you.

- Thanks.

Bye.

Open up!

I know you're in there,

I saw you in the window!

- Dammit.

- Open the door!

- I've got it.

- Open the door!

- Shh!

- How the hell did a bottle

of GHB get in my locker?

- I don't know

what you're talking about.

- You know exactly what I'm

talking about.

- No, I don't.

- You guys put GHB in my locker.

- You guys?

I don't know anything about it.

- Come on, Kaitlyn.

I'm not stupid.

I know Lexi tells you

everything.

- No, she doesn't.

And I don't know anything about

any GHB.

- I don't believe you.

- You don't have to.

In fact, I really don't care.

- Hey, where are you going?

- I'm gonna go tell

Lexi that you accused me

of putting GHB in your locker.

- No, don't do that!

- Why not?

- Because.

- Because it's yours and

you're blaming us for it?

- What?

My God, you girls are

seriously messed up around here.

- Then, why don't you go back to

Colorado.

- Hey, wait!

Maybe I will, but not until

I get Lexi to confess.

I'm so sorry, Mom.

- Honey, you don't have to

apologize.

We know it wasn't you.

We believe you, sweetheart.

- You do?

- Yes, they know nothing about

you.

And it wasn't fair for the

detectives

and the principal to corner you

like that.

- Thank you, Mom and Dad.

I love you guys.

- We love you so much.

- And we'll figure this

out together, okay?

- Come on, you must be

exhausted.

- Why the hell did they

let her run outta school?

Why didn't they arrest her?

- Because they obviously

have doubts about her guilt.

- Why is that?

- Because she didn't do it.

- Well, I didn't kill

him.

- Shh, your mom might be home.

- Do you actually think she's

home?

She's out drunk somewhere.

- Well, you put the GHB in his

drink.

- So what?

- That's manslaughter,

Lexi.

You don't get it, do you?

Look, Jake died because

your prank went awry.

- He died because he drowned.

- Stop kidding yourself.

He only drowned because you

put the GHB in his drink.

- Well, I didn't do it, Kaitlyn.

Sierra did it.

- So, you've convinced

yourself

that your own lies are real?

- It is now the new truth.

Why do you think I put

the GHB in her locker?

- I have an idea.

We should call Sierra

and meet up with her.

- Why would we do that?

- Because we need a pact

between the three of us.

Look, we all need to be on the

same page.

It's the only way to make sure

that none of us goes to jail.

- Yes.

You're right.

We need to make sure that

Sierra keeps her mouth shut.

None of us should ever

speak about it ever again.

The police will never find out

it was us

if we refuse to talk about it.

- Right.

- Okay, set it up.

- Why are you calling me?

- Listen, things are

getting out of control.

I mean, at this point, all

three of us can go to jail.

- She's brainwashed you, hasn't

she?

- No, I can think for

myself.

- No, you can't.

She did it, we had nothing to do

with it.

She should go to jail.

- Please, Sierra, just think

straight.

Look, just meet with us, okay?

We need to make a pact.

We need to all agree to

never talk about this again.

If we don't, we'll all three go

to jail.

- I am not going to jail.

- Yes, you will.

Lexi always gets what she wants.

If she wants you in jail,

she'll make sure you take the

fall.

- She's disgusting.

- Yeah, she is.

But there's nothing I can do.

I mean, she's like a freight

train that can't be stopped.

Look, the only way is for

all three of us to agree

to never talk about this again.

They can't prove where the GHB

came from if we don't talk.

Please, Sierra?

Look, I'm scared.

This is my only chance.

And if we don't meet,

she'll take me down, too.

- How do we believe her?

- She's desperate.

I mean, I've never seen

her like this before.

- Well, why do we have to meet

up?

Can't we just agree right now?

- She needs to see

your face.

I mean, she needs to be sure

that you're not gonna say

anything.

- Where are we meeting?

- Let's meet at the furthest

south point

of Lake Sherwood tonight at

midnight.

I'll send you a pin.

- Fine, I'll be there.

- And don't

bring your boyfriend.

- Don't worry.

This will all be over tonight.

Don't worry, Sierra.

We're all friends here, aren't

we?

Okay, let's get down to

business.

All three of us can go

to jail for Jake's death

if anyone finds out we gave him

the GHB.

- You gave him the GHB.

At least admit to it already.

It's only the three of us here.

- Okay, fine, it was me!

Are you happy now?

But you were there.

You could've stopped me, but you

didn't.

- I didn't know what you were

doing.

- You saw me give him the GHB.

You knew exactly what I

was going to do with it.

You knew it was

a prank

and you thought it was funny.

- No, no, I didn't.

I didn't see anything so...

- Yes, you did!

- Stop, okay, just stop.

Look, that was the past.

Let's just talk about why we're

here.

- Fine, Kaitlyn and I

agree that best strategy

is if we all agree to never talk

about it.

Don't speak to the police again,

never admit to anything,

and never throw either

of us under the bus.

- And you think that'll stop the

police

from pointing the finger at us?

- Yes, I do.

They can't prove that I

put that drug in his drink.

And they can't prove that

it was my GHB or your GHB.

- Yeah, nice trick putting

that GHB in my locker.

- What can I say?

I needed some insurance.

- Well, it worked.

- We know all about your

troubles back in Denver.

Pushing that poor girl over

causing her to crack her skull.

Sounds like you have some anger

issues

you needed to take control of.

- It was an accident.

- Sure, it was.

And that's why your parents

are paying her off, right?

What are you up to?

What's your plan this time?

- I don't have a plan.

- Well, you can't pay me off.

- Stop!

- Stop.

Stop!

- Stop.

- What is that?

- It's a cellphone.

- Get off.

- It's my phone.

- Give it to me!

- Let go!

- Get off!

- Stop!

It's her cellphone.

- There's a microphone app on

it.

Were you recording me?

- No, I wasn't.

- You were gonna turn

this in to the police.

I came here to make a truce

and your intention was to set me

up?

- A truce?

Why would I make a truce

when I did nothing?

- Where are you going?

- I gave you a chance to get out

of this,

but you set me up!

Where are you going?

- I'm getting out of here.

- What do

you think you're doing?

You need to help me with the

body.

- What do you mean?

- If you don't, we'll both go to

jail

for killing Jake and Sierra.

- My God.

My God.

- Would you shut up already?

Stop freaking out.

- How can I stop

freaking out

when my life is completely over

now?

- Your life will be completely

over

if you don't help me

put her in her car now.

Come on, grab her legs

and I'll grab her arms.

- Is she dead?

- No, she's still alive.

But you grab one arm

and I'll grab the other.

Okay, legs.

Okay, okay, pull her up.

All right.

Okay.

- What are you doing?

- I'm helping our friend commit

suicide.

- Are you crazy?

- You're a part of this now.

Do as I say, all right?

Go to the back and start

pushing.

Okay, one, two, three.

Keep pushing!

Push!

- It's heavy.

- Push.

You better keep your mouth shut

unless you wanna commit suicide,

too.

Are you coming?

Now, let it go.

- Sierra, Sierra, wake up!

It's 7:30, you're gonna be late.

- Melissa, your car's gone.

- What?

- Where's Sierra?

- Sierra.

- Dammit.

- Hey, it's Sierra.

Leave a message and I'll call

you back.

- Sierra, where are you?

Call me immediately.

Where is she?

- I don't know.

It's okay, it's okay.

Come on, let's go.

- Okay.

- Lexi, where are you?

Lexi?

- Yes, Mother?

- Don't, "Yes, Mother," me.

- What's wrong?

- Did you put drugs in that

boy's drink?

- No, I told you that I didn't.

Don't you believe me?

- No, no, I don't.

The detectives just called me.

They're pressing charges against

me

for serving alcohol to minors.

- That's ridiculous.

- No.

No, no, you're ridiculous and

I want you out of this house.

- What, Mother?

You're acting irrational.

- No, no, no, no.

I am perfectly lucid.

As a matter of fact, I

haven't thought this clearly

for a really long time.

You're gonna be 18 in a few

weeks.

I'm done.

I don't have to take care of you

anymore.

- That's funny, Mother.

When did you ever take care of

me?

I have been taking care of you

since I was 10 years old.

- Say whatever you want.

I want you out of this house by

tonight.

- Sure, Mom, I think that's

what's best for the both of us.

I'll just go grab some things.

- Good, I'm glad you're

thinking clearly now.

- Good bye, Mother.

Daddy always told you to

be careful on the stairs.

- Honey, where is

she?

- I don't know.

- My God, where

are we?

- In the middle of nowhere.

What the hell is she doing out

here?

- I don't know.

Where is this?

Where are we?

- Hey, look at me.

Look at me.

It's gonna be fine.

We're gonna find her, okay?

- Let's check your

app.

- Give it to me.

- What's it say?

- Okay, we're

still a little ways out,

but we're heading in the right

direction.

It says she's right here.

Hang on.

- Sierra!

- Sierra!

- Sierra!

My God, Jeremy, my car!

My God, Sierra!

- Sierra, answer me!

- Sierra!

- No.

- What is it?

- No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

- My God.

Sierra!

- Sierra!

- Sierra!

- Sierra!

- Mom?

Mom! Dad!

- Sierra, where are you?

- Mom, I'm down here.

- Give me your hand.

Give me your hand.

- Baby, we're coming.

Honey, are you okay?

- My God.

- Baby.

- How did you find me?

- That app you don't like

me using, that's how.

- Honey, what

happened?

- Lexi, she hit my head.

- My God.

My God.

- Okay, baby, I'm gonna

lift you up nice and slow.

- Yeah, come on, baby.

- Here we go.

- Let's get outta here.

- Here we go now.

Yeah, nice and easy.

- Come on.

- Nice and easy.

I got ya, I got ya.

- My head really hurts.

- All right, just nice

and easy, sweetheart.

- Miss Hanson,

to reception area, please.

Miss Hanson.

- You've got a hard head, young

lady.

You're very lucky that she

didn't crack your skull.

- Feels like she did.

She definitely hit at least a

triple.

- Well, if she hit a home run,

we probably wouldn't be talking

right now.

- Okay, enough with

the baseball analogies.

Is she gonna be all right?

- She will be fine as

long as she takes it easy

for the next two weeks.

It's definitely a concussion.

The brain needs time to repair

itself.

- But can I go home?

- We'll have to run a

few tests on you first.

But as long as they come back

clear,

we'll be able to release you,

'kay?

- You almost died, Sierra.

We're gonna do exactly what

the doctor orders, okay?

- Got it.

Thank you, doctor.

- Sure thing.

- Thank you.

- Absolutely.

- Thank God you're okay,

baby.

- What about Lexi?

- Hey, I don't care about her

right now.

- She might come back for me

if she finds out I survived.

- Hey, you'll be safe here.

The police are out searching for

her.

She should be in their

custody in no time, okay?

- Okay.

- It's gonna be okay, okay?

- It looked like an accident,

but she could've easily

been pushed by her daughter.

- We need initials

here to secure the scene.

- Yes,

12-AL79 need clearance.

Female, 81, up there on Cloud

Drive.

- What's up, Tanner?

- Lance?

You lookin' for some goods?

- No, I'm looking for some

information.

- Information ain't free.

- Lexi Cooper, she buy GHB from

you?

- Now, why would I tell you

that?

- Because she gave it to Jake,

and Jake was your friend.

- I knew I couldn't

trust her.

She bought it right before her

party.

- What'd you think she

was gonna do with it?

- I don't ask

questions.

- Well, maybe you should

because now Jake's dead.

- Well, it ain't my fault.

- Maybe it is.

- Sure, yeah, whatever you say.

tthole!

- Way to go, KC.

- Forget about it, go long!

- Kaitlyn!

- Down to go.

We came here for football, let's

go!

- What's wrong, why are

you backing away from me?

- You know exactly why.

- No, I don't.

Why don't you tell me.

Tell me, Kaitlyn, why are

you walking away from me?

We're in this together!

What are you gonna do?

Call the police?

- You don't belong

there!

- Or did you already?

- Maybe.

- Now, why would you do a thing

like that?

- Look, this has to end now.

- It is over, Sierra is dead.

Why are you so worried?

- My God.

You don't know, do you?

- Don't know what?

- Sierra isn't dead.

Her car didn't sink entirely.

She got out, she's alive.

She's in the hospital, you

screwed up.

And now she probably told the

police

that we tried to kill...

- You're lying!

You're making it all up.

How could you know she's alive?

- Duh, genius, 'cause my

father works at the hospital.

He told me.

- So now you're going to the

police.

- What else can I do?

- So now meek, little

Kaitlyn has grown some balls.

- I guess you could say that.

I think it's time Kaitlyn

starts looking after Kaitlyn.

I've followed you

and I've saved your butt

almost my entire life.

Well, I'm done.

- Yes, you are done.

- What's that supposed to mean?

Get the hell off me.

- I am not going to jail.

- Lexi, please, stop!

- Hey, what's going on

over there?

Lexi, what are you doing?

- You're lucky.

I was going to kill you.

Now, if you don't keep your

mouth shut,

I will next time and it won't

be as pleasant as this was.

- What'd she say?

- Are you okay?

Are you good?

- I'm fine.

I'm fine.

- Kaitlyn, where are you

going?

Are you okay?

- Should we chase her?

- Damn, man,.

- Throw me the ball.

- Let's play ball.

- I can't stress

enough.

You're daughter's very

lucky and should be fine.

- Well, thank you.

So just to review, bed rest

for the first couple days?

- Absolutely, I would avoid

any strenuous exercise.

Try to avoid extended

periods of direct sun, okay?

- Okay.

- All right.

Other than that, I will see

you folks in one week's time.

- Thank you, doctor.

- Absolutely.

- Thank you so much.

- Absolutely.

Best of luck, all right?

- Let's get outta here.

- Yes.

- I'll come around to

you, okay?

- Thanks, Dad.

- Wait, Sierra, let me

help you.

- My head.

- You okay?

Yeah?

- Yeah.

- They placed a police

officer in front of our house.

- In case she comes here to kill

me?

- Hey, just take it easy?

- Thank you.

I love you both.

- We love you so much.

Come here.

- Come on, let's get you inside.

- Hey, honey, you have a

visitor.

- Hey.

- Hi.

- All right, I'll

let you two have some privacy.

I heard they tried to kill you.

- How did you hear that?

- From Kaitlyn.

Lexi almost killed her,

too,

but the football team

stopped her and she got away.

- Well, Kaitlyn's no saint

either.

They're both gonna go to

jail for a very long time.

- Yeah, and I already told the

police

who sold her the GHB.

She's toast.

- I knew you'd find the

dealer.

- So why didn't you call me for

help?

- I thought I could handle it on

my own.

- Well, that was very dangerous.

But impressive.

- You think?

- I know.

Get some rest.

I'll see you in the morning.

- 911,

what is your emergency?

- Yes, I have an emergency.

There's someone in my house.

He's downstairs, he has a gun.

Please, come fast.

- You're on a

cellphone.

What's your address?

- 18555 Veloz Avenue, Calabasas.

Please, come quickly!

- Units are on

the way.

- There's

a report of an intruder

in your vicinity at 18555 Veloz

Avenue.

Are you able to respond?

- Copy, that's just

right around the corner.

I can check it out.

But can you send backup to

relieve me once I'm there, over?

- Units are in

route.

- You poor thing.

Let's change this.

Sorry, honey.

- What was that?

- You guys hear that?

What's goin' on?

- Yeah, we did.

What's happening, Jeremy?

- Why'd the cop leave?

- Sierra!

- Jeremy, who is that?

- She's here, it's her.

It's Lexi!

- We don't know that.

- Open up, Sierra, we have

some unfinished business.

Open up!

- My God.

- Mom.

- I know you're all home.

Mr. Reynolds, Mrs. Reynolds,

I would really appreciate it

if I could have a conversation

with your daughter.

- She's trying to kill me, she's

insane.

- What are we gonna do?

- Keep your voices down, call

the police,

and no matter what you do,

do not open this door,

do you understand me?

- Jeremy, be careful.

- Dad.

- I'm waiting.

- What do you want,

Lexi?

- I want your daughter

to confess what she did.

- She didn't do anything.

- We made a pact.

We all agreed never to

talk about it anymore.

But your daughter broke that

pact.

Sierra, the most important thing

you have in this life is your

word.

That's it, it's all about trust.

Do you remember

when we first met?

I thought I could trust

you, but I was wrong.

- Lexi, the police are on their

way.

Just put down the gun, please.

- Shut up, Jeremy.

I'm not interested in talking to

you.

Now tell your daughter to

come out of her room, now!

- Sierra's not coming out.

We'll just wait here for

the police to show up.

- The cops aren't going

to show up.

I sent 'em away.

- Lexi!

- Okay, I'm done waiting.

Sierra, if you don't

come outta your room now,

I'm going to kill you.

- No, no, you're not going out

there.

Your dad'll handle it.

Sierra, what are you doing?

- We have to get out of

here.

- We're not going that way,

it's way too dangerous.

- I have a plan.

- Shh, she's gonna hear us.

What are you doing, Sierra!

- You're not getting away this

time.

- Sierra, she's coming!

- Sierra!

I know you're in here.

Dammit!

Dammit!

You can run, but I will find

you.

- My God, is she dead?

- I don't know.

- I'll call the police.

Come on, let's get Dad.

- Dad!

- My God!

Jeremy, are you all right?

- Little bitch

shot me!

God, you guys okay?

- Yeah, yeah.

- Thank you so much for the

party.

Of course.

- Sierra.

- Look who's here.

- Aw.

- These are for you.

- They're so beautiful.

Thank you.

I'm so sorry.

I hugged you too hard.

- No worries, I'm still a little

sore,

but I'll be okay.

- Good.

Well, everybody's waiting.

- Come on, guys!

- You ready to have some fun?

- This way.

- Hey, you guys!

- Hey, dude, what's up?

- Hey!

- What's up, guys?

- Hi.

- Hey, Erin.

- Yo!

- The only...

- Get away from this, come on.

- Hey, I heard

there was a new girl.

- Hey, girls, hey.

- Come on.

- Check out the new girl.

- Don't look much.

- Yeah,.

- Initiation maybe?

- We're gonna have fun with her.