Revenge Porn (2016) - full transcript

Maybe a little much.

♪ We are the dreamers
in an empty sky ♪

♪ Open up our eyes, as we
light up the darkness ♪

♪ It's beautiful tonight,
we will elevate our life ♪

♪ Open the sky for us
and we shine ♪

♪ We will elevate our life

♪ We will elevate our life

♪ We will elevate our life

♪ We will elevate our life

I'm so excited, Peyton's
going to love this dinner.

Will you tell her it's ready?



Okay.

What are you doing?

Elaine, you gotta
get with the times.

All the kids are doing it.

Hey honey, dinner's ready.

Uh, hi, yeah.

I'll be down in five minutes,
just getting dressed.

Hi honey, we miss you.

Yeah, you should
call more often.

Okay, bye!

♪ Electronic music

Okay, all right.

Delete.

Yes!



Gone, baby gone.

Good evening, my most
awesome parental units.

You look so beautiful!

Oh my god, I can't believe
our little girl is going

to her dream school on
an academic scholarship.

You've worked so
hard for so long,

I just can't believe...

Mom. Air?

Honey, you look beautiful.

Thanks!

So, what got you to finally
dress up for dinner?

Audrey told me that Jenny Fallon
invited me to her party.

That sounds like fun. Why didn't
Jenny invite you herself?

I don't really know her,
but she saw

my Dunforth acceptance
post on Instagram.

I've gotten more likes
than I've ever got before.

Do you have time to still
celebrate with us tonight?

Well, I was going to meet
Audrey before the party.

But of course I do!

Everything smells
wonderful, Mom.

Hey, open your presents!

Wow, presents!

You guys!

I guess it's really
happening, huh?

We are very proud of you.

You know I couldn't have done
it without the both of you.

This is all you, honey,
this is all you.

All right, let's eat.

Yeah.

Oh hey, cheers!

Cheers!

♪ Loud party music

Ladies! Welcome!

Cold beverage?

Thank you.

Hey, saw the pic on Insta.
Huge congrats.

Thanks. I'm excited.

To Peyton!

Boo-yah!

Catch you guys later.

Look who's killing it.

It's the Year of Peyton.

Yeah, nobody even
noticed me before,

and now they do because
I got into Dunforth?

Come on... it's not just that.

Editor of the yearbook?

Got accepted to every
college you applied for?

At least you didn't add hashtag
"grateful" to your Instagram.

I would have had to kill you.

I am grateful.

Grateful to be getting
out of this place.

Sometimes it can just be so...

high school.

Listen to you.
All grown up.

Oh Audrey, I forgot to ask...

Did you hear from Dunforth?

Yeah, I got wait-listed. But
there's still a chance, right?

Of course. They'd be
crazy not to accept you.

I'm sure the letter is
in the mail right now.

I don't know, that
whole gap year idea

is sounding pretty good.

No! We're going to
college together,

just like we planned.

Okay.

To us. Killing it.

To us.

Peyton, Audrey.

Congrats on Dunforth.

Thanks. Did you hear
back from Stanford yet?

Still waiting.
Tick-tock.

I only check my cell
every three seconds.

Everybody's hearing back late.

It's so nerve racking.

I'm going to go find Jenny.

Okay.

You look really pretty tonight.

I mean, you always
look pretty but,

you know what I mean.

Thank you.

You want to dance?

Nobody's dancing.

That's their problem.

Okay.

You're leading.

I'm leading?

You're leading!

♪ College Rock Music

Cheers!

♪ College Rock Music

Come on, Smarty Pants.

Let's get you home.

I was having so much fun.

Did you see me having fun?

Yes, I saw you.
Everybody saw you.

Come on, we've got curfew.

I don't wanna go.

Peyton.

I didn't get a chance
to say goodbye.

Um, goodbye?

Okay. That's a
lovely goodbye.

Let's go.

Wow, totally unexpected.
Let's go!

Wonder why she isn't awake?

She's usually awake by now.

I think we need to cut her
a little slack this morning.

She rolled in 45 minutes
past curfew,

which I let slide this one time,

I think she might need a little
extra TLC this morning.

A get out of jail free card?
I'm okay with that.

Hey good morning, sunshine.

Dad, please, there's
no need to yell.

Fun party, huh?

Yeah, fun party.

Wake up sleepyhead,
have a little breakfast.

Smells good.

Two minutes...
maybe five minutes.

Want coffee?

Yeah.

I think you need a wake-up song.

No dad.

It's time to wake up,
embrace the day, wake up!

Here's one!
You are all over social media.

Check it out. You're
a dance machine.

Everyone's talking about
you and Dominic.

Yeah, I know.
So... movie?

Absolutely.

I never knew you had
it in you, wild thing.

Just overnight you
scored serious points

with the in crowd.

Yeah, just in time
to graduate, right?

I guess I was repressing

my inner party girl
for far too long.

Okay give me five,
I'm just gonna touch up.

I'll be right out.

All right! You, me,
movie, let's go.

Hey, you got a text from Dom.

Oh let me see!

The famous Dominic Colucci,
quarterback.

He's dated like every
cheerleader on the team.

I know. Don't worry,
I'm so not going there.

Are you sure?

I mean, you've already kissed,
you're practically married.

I do admit, it is tempting.

You don't want to ruin
your perfect image

before graduation, right?

All right, let's go!

♪ Strumming guitar music

Hey.

Hey... so I know what
you're thinking.

Maybe this weekend was all a
dream and you're gonna wake up.

Yeah... I'm
sleepwalking, right?

Ow! Why?

To show you it's real!
Seriously.

You're still you and
that's pretty fabulous.

Screw these posers.

Thanks, Aud.
That means a lot.

You've worked
really hard for it.

I'm proud of my bestie.

Well, I'm off to flounder
some more in AP Physics.

Yikes... gross.

Later.

I'll see you at lunch.

Yeah!

Peyton!

Hey!

How was the rest
of your weekend?

Not bad. I can't complain.

The best part is,
this guy I know

sent me some nice messages.

Yeah? I heard he's
a pretty good kisser.

Well, you can't tell
from just one kiss.

I should go.

Oh! Did you do that
Spanish homework?

Si, bonita senorita.

Si. Adios.

Bye.

Peyton?

What's going on?
I just got this email.

I don't know...
I don't understand.

Who sent that email?

The sender ID was blocked.

Oh, my god... this
can't be happening.

Where are you going?

I have to get home... now.

Why are there naked pics of you?
Where did they come from?

They were on my phone,

but I deleted them so
this wouldn't happen.

Were they for that
plastic surgery site?

Yes, but I didn't even
post them on the site,

I just had them in my computer.

They were private,
they were just for me!

I don't understand.
Who got these photos?

How did they get sent
out to everyone?

This is so messed up.

Oh my god. I think
I'm going to be sick.

The photos, they were also
posted on my Facebook.

And I just got an
email with four more.

I think everybody's
getting them.

No... no!

Are you okay?

I've got to get home.

Hi!

Hey hon, how's
everything coming along?

It's great, how about you?

How's our college girl?

She's great, she'll be
home in a couple of hours.

I was thinking about making
something different,

but I'm just going to
make her favorite.

Lemon shrimp scampi
with linguine? Nice.

Exactly. You home soon?

Yeah I'm just wrapping up.

I will be home in an hour
with a big old smooch.

Don't make promises
you can't keep.

You just wait and see.
Set your watch.

Bye.

Okay, buh-bye.

Dammit!

Hey David, I just got
an email about Peyton.

We all did. What
the hell is going on?

I'm sorry you got what, sir?

Photographs of your daughter.

I'm sorry, I need to go home.

Yeah, you should do that.

Elaine?

Yes, I saw it. The whole
goddamn company saw it!

Did you talk to Peyton?
What the hell is going on?

This is a nightmare, David.
Who saw these pictures?

I don't know, I'm on my way.
Be there as fast as I can.

She just got home, I gotta go.

Tell me what is going on.
What are these photos?

I don't know what's going on.

Did you take naked
pictures of yourself?

Did somebody take
pictures of you?

Nobody took photos of me.
I took them...

but they were just
supposed to be for me.

Why would you do that?

Before college I was
going to talk to you...

about maybe getting
my boobs done...

What? Why honey?
You're perfect.

I took the photos for the
doctor's consultation,

I was having fun and I got
a little carried away.

But I deleted them and I never
uploaded them to the site.

I swear, I deleted
them so nobody

could even
accidentally see them.

This isn't making any sense.

How could somebody break
into your computer

and steal your photos?

I don't know.

Why would they show
them to your father and I?

They sent them to everybody.

All of my friends got
emails and text messages.

Everybody.

School?

Yeah.

Oh my god, this isn't happening.

What is that?

What is this website...
what is this?

I don't know.

Who else got this email?

Oh my god...

Walnut Grove High School,
Dr. Peterson,

Aunt Betty and Uncle Ed,
even Pastor Bridges got this...

And dad's boss...

What the hell happened?

She wanted to get her breasts
done? Did you know about this?

No, David, I did not.
Just calm down.

We need to do
something about this.

She's never been in any trouble
before. She's already an adult.

Let's focus on
fixing the problem.

Elaine, there's no fixing it.

These photos got sent to the
whole world, even Mr. Tate.

Then he should understand.

He has a daughter. It
could happen to anyone.

Yeah, anyone who takes
pictures of themselves, naked.

Now you're judging her!
How do you expect her to feel?

♪ Strumming guitar music

♪ When time stands still
and you lose drive ♪

♪ Just think aloud and
it'll be all right ♪

♪ Read these words I
wrote down for you ♪

♪ Please don't forget all
you do is choose ♪

♪ You don't see the
world like I do... ♪

Hi, my name is Elaine Harris and

I wanted to file a
police report.

My daughter's computer was
hacked and personal photos were

stolen and sent out to
everybody that we know.

Now there are compromising
photos of her on

No, she's 18.

Well, yes, I realize that
makes her an adult...

Really? I see...

Okay... okay... right.

Thank you so much for your time.

Apparently it's beyond
their jurisdiction

and they can't help us.

There's no point in
filing a report

unless there's fraud
or money stolen.

But they did suggest we call
the Cyber Crimes Division

and they gave me a website.

They said there's an office
down at the Federal Building.

You've got to be kidding me.

Honey, how're you feeling?

I don't know...
I couldn't sleep.

My phone has been
overrun by texts.

Just turn it off tonight.

I did. I'm never
turning it on again.

You're getting a new cell number
anyhow because of all this.

The Cyber Crimes Division office
opens at 8 AM tomorrow.

We'll go down there after
we talk to your principal

and we'll file a report.

First off, why on earth would
you want to change yourself?

You're so beautiful just
the way you are.

Dad, please. Not now.

These photos... I understand
they get sent to kids at school

because they're on
your contact list,

but how did they end
up at my firm?

Because I did that internship
there last summer,

and I added everybody
on Facebook.

Their emails are
attached to Facebook

and the other social
media sites.

How many times have we told you

nothing online is
private anymore?

Apparently there's
an epidemic, okay?

This is happening every
moment on the internet.

I was just reading an article
about a website that

was hacked where over
200,000 photos were stolen.

Damn it, you're smarter
than this Peyton, come on!

Dad, this isn't my fault.

I know!

Look, you're my daughter...

all I want to do is protect
you and find out who is

behind this... and I just
want to make them pay.

My computer must
have been hacked.

That is the only explanation
I can come up with.

That makes sense,
we believe you.

You know that we're by your
side and we'll get through this

together... no matter
what happens.

I love you.

I love you, too.

It's okay.

I'm sorry...
this is stupid.

I'm sorry we're meeting under
such serious circumstances.

This is a very distressing
time for all of us.

Peyton's situation has
disrupted the entire school.

Hold on, wait a second.

This is not Peyton's fault.
She's the victim here.

I do apologize,
Mr. Harris.

I don't mean to point the
finger solely at Peyton...

but do you understand how
many incidents like this

have occurred at Walnut Grove?

These kids aren't making it
easier for any of us...

I didn't mean...

by sharing every
detail of their lives.

They don't realize that this
stuff doesn't just go away.

Yeah, but my computer was hacked
and those photos were stolen.

They were just my
private photos.

But did you take the photos?

Well, yeah.

Did you send them to
a boyfriend and forget?

Or to Shutter Mug as a joke?

Peyton doesn't have a boyfriend.

This is ridiculous!

David!

Mr. Harris, I'm simply trying
to find out how this happened

and what we can do to
help Peyton move forward.

I don't know who did this.

Peyton, you've been
an exemplary student...

and I believe your
side of the story.

I think it's in Peyton's
best interests

to stay out of school until
this blows over.

I have taught high school...

I tend to agree
with Mr. Harris,

I don't believe
running or hiding

from your problems
is ever the answer.

But how am I supposed to
get through my classes?

Everybody's going to
be laughing at me,

making fun of me.

Peyton, I'm truly sorry
this is happening to you.

If you ever need any help,
my office door is always open.

Your teachers and your
counselor are here for you too.

Thank you.

Okay then, how do we take
this sleaze ball down?

Have you even seen this website?

Yes, Mrs. Harris, I'm very
familiar with it and Carl Cooke.

We've been after him
for quite some time.

They're calling it revenge porn,
it can't even be legal.

They have clearly violated
my daughter's privacy.

Unfortunately, we haven't
been able to get Cooke

on anything he's
posted to his website.

It's basically
social networking,

twisted yes, but hard
to prove illegal.

My daughter's privacy
has been violated!

There is no online
privacy anymore.

Look I hate to sound harsh,
but do you have any idea

how many anonymous
photo sending apps exist?

People need to realize if
they're gonna send those photos,

they now become public property.

It's very hard for us to prove
that a crime has been committed.

My daughter's photos
were stolen.

I can't believe you're
honestly telling me

there's nothing
you can do for me.

If this would've happened a
year ago when your daughter

was a minor, you would've
had every resource,

every cop, every
cyber forensics team

come out of the woodwork
to nail the pedophile.

I know it sounds crazy,
but that's the law.

So you're telling us we
have to let him keep doing

what he's doing
and get on with it?

That's not what I'm saying.

Yeah, that is what
you're saying.

You have to understand
that Cyber Crimes cases

alone hit 20,000 last year.

We're overwhelmed and
the bad guys know it.

Thank you for your help,
Agent Keller.

We're just extremely frustrated.

I know and I understand that.

I appreciate you
filing the report,

at least we now have a case
number that we can follow up on.

We're gonna check your
computers for malware.

In the meantime, please
don't use the Internet.

Trust me Peyton,
I want to take down

this scumbag Cooke
as bad as you do.

Somewhere along the line,

he will mess up
and we will nail him.

Okay, thank you.

Thank you.

Who else was on the mass email?

Kelly Manners?

She's on the yearbook
staff with me.

Next.

Next one: Steven Jones.

I went to camp with him
when I was like, twelve.

Oh god. If it's him, I've
lost all faith in humanity.

Someone needs to shut
this site down, immediately.

I started Ex-my-ex when me and a
couple of buddies were hanging

out getting trashed because
I just been dumped.

This bitch burned me bad
and I wanted revenge.

We had this domain
we were working on,

but it wasn't going anywhere.

We just thought it would
be funny to throw

a couple of nude pics of
my ex-bitch on this site.

Then I had this
massively clever idea

of attaching it to her
Facebook and Twitter pages

which opens up phone,
email, everything.

Click one button, those pics are
sent off and she was screwed.

My coding was so genius.

From there, it just blew up
and the rest is history.

What a disgusting example
of a human being.

Hey.

Hey.

Any breakthroughs?

This Carl Cooke is such
a douche bag.

He's pure evil.

Oh my god, I can't look
at that. Turn it off.

We have to take this
bastard down.

Obviously no one's
gonna help us.

Peyton needs to put this
behind her before college.

Why don't we just appeal
to the website server?

This kind of thing can't be
good for business, right?

That's a brilliant idea.
I'll call them in the morning.

Okay.

I knew I married you
for some reason.

Brains and brawn, baby!

Morning!

Morning.

It is a good morning.
It worked.

You were right, I
called them, they took

Peyton's pictures down 15
minutes after I called them.

They also sent a cease and
desist letter to Carl Cooke.

That's the best news
I've heard in a long time.

Hey Peyton, great news.

Now what?

You might want to
sit down for this.

C'mon seriously?
Just tell me.

I called the server that hosts
the Ex-my-ex website.

I told them the situation and
they took down all the pictures.

All of your pictures
are off of the site.

Oh my god, are you serious?

Mom, you did it!

Your father's a genius.

I'm taking you guys out
for dinner tonight.

Bye!

You don't have to go to school
until after third period, okay?

Why don't you take a quick
speed walk with me?

It will get your day
started right.

Could I maybe please go back
to sleep for another hour?

C'mon, don't make me
do this walk by myself.

Okay, fine.

I'm so happy!

I love you.

Back at ya, baby.

Morning.

Peyton? Peyton!

What?

Just go back to
the house. Go!

Why? What's happening?

They're up... the
pictures are back up.

C'mon honey.

How is this possible?

Oh god.

Why would someone do this?

Why are you ruining my life?

Audrey, you got them too?

I'm so screwed, why would
he put the photos back up?

I'm so sorry.

Yeah, it looks like
everybody got them again.

Are you coming in
to school today?

I don't know, I can't
miss my classes.

How am I supposed to
make it through the day?

I'll talk to you later.

Okay, bye.

Bye.

You promised me that
my daughter's pictures

would be taken down
and would stay down.

Now they're back up and
there's more of them.

This is absolutely insane...

what do you mean
he put them back up?

I thought that you were
in charge of your server.

Okay, thank you.

Those photos...
they're everywhere.

He put them everywhere.

You lied! You said that
he took them down!

David, you have to
come home right now.

Okay, come on.

I'll drive you to school, you
can still make third period.

How am I supposed
to face my friends?

I can't do it, dad.

We cannot let this pervert win.

This is no time to give up.

You've got the truth
on your side, hon.

I don't think I'll make
it through the day.

Yes, you will, you're a Harris.

You're Peyton Elizabeth Harris.

These kids have known
you since kindergarten.

They know exactly who you are.

Your mom's right, you need
to face this head on.

I know it's hard, but you
can't hide from this forever.

Why not?

Come on, let's go.

Fine.

All right, have a good day.

Hey!

You got this.

Hey.

Hi.

What is this?

Looks like one of your
classroom displays.

All those years of being a
high school history teacher

are finally paying off.

Welcome to my
Cyber Command Central.

Wow, you've been busy.

Looks like you've got
it all figured out, Mom.

This piece of crap is
going to go down.

You have no idea what
he does to people.

He runs no less
than ten websites,

shares pictures amongst them,

he's just screwing with
these women to make a profit.

Okay babe.

Peyton's had a rough day.

Why don't we give her a break
from all this for awhile?

I can grab a pizza, maybe a
movie, does that sound good?

Yeah, sounds great.

What kind?

I dunno, maybe pepperoni.
No olives this time.

No olives? Okay.

Yeah, pizza sounds great.

I'll be right back.

I'm so tired.

Delivery!

Yes!

Pizza, yes. Come now.

Here you go, ladies.

Thank you!

Here dad, have some.

I'm just gonna get some drinks.

I'll get it.

No it's okay, I'm already up.

Yeah?

Yes, Elaine.

Jane? Hi.

You must be Elaine.

Yes, thank you for coming.

Nice to meet you.

Nice to meet you, too.

So Cooke's infected
your lives, too?

I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry
for your daughter.

He's like this virus that's
impossible to get rid of.

This has all been so upsetting.

I lost my job, I was humiliated.

And I did nothing wrong,
I swear.

I mean, I understand...

So, where are you
at now in your case?

Family court of appeals.

I haven't seen my kids in
three months, it's killing me.

I can imagine.

I was working at Santa
Christa County Hospital.

I was in the pediatric unit.

All I ever wanted to do.

I love those kids.
I love my job...

I loved my job.

I got carried away one
night at this guy's house.

We were drinking,
got a little wild

and had sex on his
dining room table.

He took pictures with my phone.

I've always been very shy.

My friend suggested taking
some sexy pictures...

you know, just for myself...

to kind of open me up a little.

Gain some confidence.

And so I did.

What went wrong?

I mean, the pictures
were pretty bad.

But it got worse when
my ex got hold

of my phone a few days later.

He posted the
pictures on Ex-my-ex

just so he could make me look
bad in the custody case.

And guess what?
It worked.

A month later, I start
getting emails and texts

saying naked photos
of me had been sent.

I was brought in front of
the board of the hospital.

They didn't want me
around the kids anymore.

I'm so sorry.

I'm sorry, I just can't.
I'm sorry.

Absolutely.

If it'll help me get my kids
back, I'll do anything.

I think the way to get this guy

is through these hacking cases.

I researched and I found ten
cases where people's pictures

ended up on his sites and their
computers were hacked.

If we can find the common
thread tying them to Cooke...

we can use that thread to
string him up by his balls?

I knew I liked you.

George Washington's crossing
of the Delaware River...

Okay, settle down people.

December 25-26, 1776.

Okay that is enough.

That's enough!

Put your phone away. All of
you put your phones away.

Peyton, is everything okay?

I don't know.

Why don't you hit the library
and get some space from this?

Thank you.

You should all be
ashamed of yourselves.

Open your books up to page 29.

Thank god you're here.

I forgot you had a free fourth.

You know me, livin' the dream.

But, wait. You don't
have a free fourth.

Why are you here?

Redwitz basically
gave me a hall pass.

It sucks. I can't even
get through a class.

Whatever.

You should go tell
Principal Duncan.

What? No way.

I don't want to add more
attention to myself.

It's too late for that.

I don't know how you're
keeping it together.

I'm not.

I'm trying to be strong,
but this whole,

"the truth is on your side"
thing is B.S.

Nobody cares about the truth.

It's easier for everyone
believe this is all my fault

and somehow I brought this
on myself for attention.

I know it's really rough,

but come on, you don't think
you're partly responsible

for what's happening
just the tiniest bit?

What? No.

100% no. How can
you even say that?

I mean...

you admitted that you took those
pictures for your boob job.

So?

People do crazy things
when they're drunk.

I don't even know what to say.

The last person in the world
I thought still had my back.

I do.

But you're more popular than
ever here at school and well,

you're kind of playing
the victim here.

I am the victim!

There's just so much
gossip going on right now,

it's hard for everybody
to keep it straight.

Everybody?

Everybody is who you believe
over your best friend?

Thanks, Audrey.
Thanks a lot.

Hey you.

Colin, hey.

How's it going?
You holding up?

I'm okay. Every day seems
to be a new nightmare.

Audrey and I just got
into a bit of a fight.

It just came out of left field.

Girls suck.

You stab each other
in the back all the time.

This much, I know for sure.

That's a little bit harsh.

Yep. It's a little
true though, right?

Girls do suck...
except for you.

I'm pretty sure you're cool.

You're funny.
Thanks for that.

You're welcome for that.

Don't worry, I got your back.

That's really sweet.

You don't know how much I
needed to hear that today.

Good. I'm glad I could
make you feel better.

I want you to know how much
I love the pictures of you.

Really hot, I just can't
stop looking at them.

What?

You wanted the attention
and now you got it.

I can't wait to see the goods
up close and personal.

Stay away from me, you ass!

Bitch!

Mom? Dad?

I totally get it, of
course you're scared.

But your story sounds so
much like my daughter's.

I hope you'll reconsider
helping us.

It's one of those "safety in
numbers" situations...

Really? Okay, fantastic.

Thank you so much.

She's in. We have another
recruit for our cause.

Great, we need all
the help we can get.

Safety in numbers. Especially
dealing with a creep like Carl.

Take a look at this...

most of these hacks happened
after June of last year.

Wonder why that is?

There has to be a common
thread that links these girls.

Elaine, check this out.

In May, the traffic on Cooke's
website slowed down.

That's weird.

Before that, his website
had a ton of activity

driven by crappy boyfriends.

It's like he ran out of
deviants to fill his site...

Unlikely. The world's full
of deviant boyfriends...

Then this spike shows
when the hacks started.

It doesn't make sense, the
numbers jumping like that.

Could be a coincidence,
but let's keep digging.

Let's focus on the why and
when we find that connection,

I bet it'll lead to Cooke.

It just took off. Sure, there's
a lot of angry people out there,

but what can I say?

These "victims" aren't victims.

None of this would have
happened if they hadn't

taken the pics and
sent the photos.

They made their bed.

Listen. Girls.

All you need to do is put down
your phone and close your legs.

If you did that, I'd be
out of business.

Hey, these girls need
to check their behavior.

They deserved to find
themselves ruined.

What do I care? I
just profit from it.

Cha-ching.

How are things at school?

Has the attention
died down a bit?

That's never gonna happen,

but I'm learning a whole
lot about my friends.

I'm sorry honey, you just
haven't mentioned it

for the past few days.

It's okay, dad, none
of this is your fault.

It sucks feeling like I have
to go through this on my own.

You've got Audrey
to lean on, right?

Nope! She's totally freaked
by the whole situation.

It's like somehow she's
jealous that I'm getting

all this attention at school
even though it's horrible.

You guys have been close
since elementary school.

That's strange. Did you
talk to her about it?

I'm done talking, Dad.

It's easier for everyone to
believe the TMZ version.

It's a lot more interesting
than the truth.

Peyton...

Oh my god. Dad, look.

We should go.

So, custody hearing is
in a couple of days.

My lawyer is pretty optimistic
I'll get my kids back.

Good work tonight, ladies.

We're really getting somewhere.
Same time tomorrow?

You bet.

Bright and early.

Yeah.

Bye you guys!

Bye!

How did it go?

Really good, we made
some big breakthroughs,

progress, definitely.

I'm sorry about dinner, again.

Whatever, Mom.

Hey Peytie, we really
could use your help.

You know more about social media
than all of us put together.

We have a lot of information
to sift through.

I don't think I have
the energy for it.

I just want all of
this to go away.

We all do, but that's
why we need your help.

Peyton's got a full
plate right now.

Can I see your phone?

Don't you want to have a little
part in taking this S.O.B. down?

Oh my god.

Has he contacted you before?

I got a text last week.

You didn't think it was
important enough to tell me?

I didn't feel like you needed
to worry about it.

This guy is obviously
not backing down.

He's out of control, we need
to protect the family.

I don't need a lecture David,
I need some support.

He's shown he's not afraid
of anyone, even the police...

This is a very dangerous person
that's stalking us.

He hides behind a computer
screen, this scumbag,

and I am taking him down...

All right, can we just
stop all of this!

Please!

Look, I'll help you, okay?

If it'll make this go away,
what choice do I really have?

It's gonna work out
together, you'll see.

Okay.

If you need me to go to
the hearing, I'm available.

Of course, I know you'd
do the same for me.

Hi, can I get a large soy latte
with a double shot?

Yeah, I'm just getting
my fuel for the day.

Okay, well let me know.

What? That's so strange.

Jane, can I call you back?

Okay I'll talk to
you later. Bye.

There must be something
wrong with the system.

Hi Mr. Stevens,
it's Elaine Harris...

I wanted to see if you could
check into my accounts,

something seems to be
wrong with my credit cards.

I don't understand
why they're frozen.

Mr. Stevens, someone has
hacked into our accounts.

You need to take over,
you need to stop them.

Do you understand?

Cooke just escalated this
to a whole new level.

Hacking into your financial
accounts is a federal crime

and that's where we
jump into action.

You wouldn't believe the
hours I spent at our bank

trying to untangle this mess.

Oh, I'm sure, Mr. Harris.

We've been in touch with
the district manager

and he's going to provide
evidence for us

to build our case.

Agent Keller, I am worried about
the safety of my family.

We have no idea what
Cooke's going to do next.

That's why I asked Elaine to
back off her investigation.

This was obviously some
sort of retaliation.

I can't back down now.

I keep finding new things
with the girls every day.

I'll admit, Mrs. Harris,
I'm very impressed

with the information you
provided about Cooke.

It's helped us paint a better
picture of this monster.

But clearly, the more we push,
the harder he strikes back.

Isn't Elaine interfering with
your investigation?

You're a private citizen, Mrs.
Harris. Feel free to search

any internet site, as long
as you don't break the law.

So what do we do now,
Agent Keller?

Every night I come home,

I expect to find this guy
on my front porch.

On the record, Mr. Harris,
I can't tell you what to do.

But off the record?

Protect your family by
any means necessary.

Oh, well that's great.
I'll be outside.

I'm worried about Peyton.

I want her straight
home after school

until this is all over.

And I want her to take
a different route.

Why? Do you think
he's following her?

No, it's just a precaution.

We should be extra
careful through all this.

Who is it?

We have to get home now.

Who is it?

Carl.

He's not giving up that easy.

Another text from him. I
don't know what this means.

"You're it?"

What the hell is that?

It's a drone!

Smash it!

I will, hold on.

It's gotta be Cooke.

Hang on!

Laugh it up while you can, baby.

Because reality really sucks.

♪ Frightening music

What?

No... no... no!

You bastard!

Right, I understand.

Thank you for
your time, officer.

Any options?

Sadly, no. It's
impossible for them

to trace it after the fact.

We're just lucky it didn't
cause an accident.

That's it? Cooke wins again?

The police are right.

If we can't prove
who's flying it,

it's our word against his.

I don't understand that.

Look! Read that.

He's just destroyed
my entire life!

We'll call the admissions
counselor in the morning

and they will change it back.

Did you read the email?

They gave away my slot
and the scholarship.

That's it, it's done. He won.

Peyton... we'll fix it!

No you won't.

Well, what a surprise.

You haven't answered my texts.

I'm sorry... everything's
been overwhelming lately.

Jenny's having a party, I told
Audrey to tell you about it.

Really? Well,
she never did.

Come over, it's two blocks
from your house.

Okay, I will.

Nothing's happening huh?

This looks like something.

Yeah, I got invited a few
minutes ago and drove over.

You guys don't want
to get involved.

Go inside, I'll be
there in a minute.

What's going on
with you, Audrey?

We've been through
everything together

and now when I need you the
most, you completely bail?

I've been there for you every
single time that you need me.

Remember the cheating incident?

I still haven't told
a soul about that.

You know this bastard
hacked into the

college computer system
and gave away my scholarship.

They gave my spot
to somebody else.

Oh, my god, Peyton.
I didn't know.

Come on.

So what are you gonna do?

I don't know.

Peyton, you're right.
I've been horrible to you.

I know that you didn't
sent those photos,

because I did...

Why?

Do you have any idea how hard
it's been living in your shadow?

Of course you don't.

Ever since kindergarten
you were the star.

I was always second, third,
or fourth to your first place.

Spelling bees, math tests,
swim meets...

You always finished on top.

You're supposed to
be my best friend.

I wanted you to get a taste
of what it's like for me...

maybe knock you off that perfect
pedestal for just a minute.

How could you do this to me?

I had a horrible impulse
in the moment.

I wasn't thinking...

You walked out of the room...

I was on your laptop, I was
gonna save some party pics

for you from Facebook, but I
found "THE NEW ME" folder

and those photos...

And I did it, I sent them
to that Shutter Mug site.

I don't know what came over me,

but I regretted it the
second I hit send.

Peyton, you have to believe me.

I removed them right away,

so I don't even know how they
got on this guy's website.

Somebody must've
screenshotted them.

Will you shut up!

You've ruined my life.
You know that right?

Now me and my family are in
danger because of what you did.

And you made me believe that
somehow this was my fault?

What is wrong with you?

There's nothing I can
say to make this right.

But just please believe
that I'm sorry...

I really am sorry.

I don't believe a word that
comes out of your mouth.

Peyton, I will do anything.

I can make it up to you,
let me help...

There's nothing you can do.
The damage is done.

Why don't you take some
pictures of yourself

and post them online?
Then you'll know how I feel.

I'm so sorry about Audrey.

It's unlike her to do
something so horrible.

She was like my sister.

I know...

Morning, Jane.

I'm a mess.

What's wrong?

That son of a bitch judge denied
my request for joint custody.

He said no.

Oh god, Jane, I'm so sorry.
That's horrible.

He thinks I'm an unfit mother.

Hank is taking the kids
and moving them to Arizona.

I don't know what else to do.

Oh, Jane.

I'm never going to
see my kids again.

Can I come over? Please.

I really need to talk.

Listen I'm sorry about
what's happened to you.

Things have not been
safe around here lately.

Peyton is having a rough time
and she needs me, so...

I'm sorry.

I understand...

Let's talk later.

We'll figure out a way
to get your kids back.

Everything okay?

Yeah.

They can't get me on
unlawful images

because I didn't steal
any of the pictures.

I just gave A a place
to screw over B.

I'm untouchable and
untraceable, bitches.

My reach is far and wide.

Think about that the next
time you leave the nest.

Tune in next week, maybe
it's your ex we toast.

You've gotta be kidding me.

You got a tail light out.

License and registration
please, sir.

You got it.

Here you go, officer.

Thank you...
thank you so much.

Hands where I can see them!
Step out of the vehicle.

What did I do?

You got a warrant for domestic
violence against your wife.

No, you're making
a mistake, officer.

You like to beat
women senseless?

Put your hands behind your back.

You've got the wrong guy.

David Harris?
You made bail.

Come with me.

Thank god they take
credit cards to post bail.

I called Agent Keller.
He is working with them

to figure out how Cooke
hacked their system.

If the police aren't
safe from this guy,

what chance do we have?

This filth has taken over our
family with a click of a mouse.

He doesn't have to come
down here and fight us

in person, he can do it all from
the comfort of his own house.

Look at our house? Look
what he has done to us?

We are obsessed with him.

David, enough.

We've given all of the
power to Cooke...

That's what he wants, clearly.

It's like we're
fighting a ghost.

How long do we have
to keep doing this?

Until he's behind bars.

Dad, I know that
you're frustrated,

but we're not gonna give up now.

You want me to be
one of those girls

who falls apart and
surrenders? No way.

We are going to nail
this guy, remember?

Peyton, it is not a fair fight.
We are losing.

We only lose if we give up.

I want to do whatever
it takes to catch him.

Honey, I'm your father. I'm
supposed to be protecting you,

I can't even do that right now.

You were the one who told
me to face this head on.

We have the truth on our side,
remember? You said that.

Let's get this guy.

Okay?

Please dad.

Okay.

Who is this?

The Grim Reaper.

Leave Carl Cooke alone
or you will feel my wrath.

You're all gonna burn in hell

and I'm going to
light the match.

David!

Both of you okay?

We're okay.

This was on my windshield,
one of my tires was slashed.

Somebody called here
with a death threat.

My email, Twitter, they're
full of death threats.

Did you call Agent Keller?

He said to shut down
our social media,

including our emails
until further notice.

Okay, until Cooke
is behind bars,

we are off the grid.

Bye you guys, cya later.

Elaine... or do you still insist
I call you Miss Forster?

I'm going to call the police.

You've seen what good that does.

You must get tired
of hiding behind

your drones and computers.

What do you want?

How quickly we forget.
History class?

You were the sweet young teacher

and I was the horny
freshman in the front row.

And damn was I ever hot for you.

Eddie? You're Eddie Cooke?

That's right.

I was never feeling
the Eddie vibe,

so I started going
by my middle name.

I think Carl suits me better.
Don't you agree?

Why did you choose my
daughter to destroy?

At first, your sweet
little Peyton

was just another slut
on Ex-my-ex.

But then you started
messing with my site

and I was like,
"Who's this bitch?"

So I looked through
her Facebook page

and there you were.

Older, but still hot.
I couldn't believe it.

So this is some kind of
sick revenge fantasy?

You got me kicked out of school
and sent to a juvie hell.

I got beat up every day and one
guard even had his way with me.

You basically ruined my life.

Then why go after my family?

If this is between you and me,
leave Peyton and David alone.

You can't keep doing this to us.

Don't you see?
It's perfect.

The universe brought us back
together for a reason...

So I can ruin your life.

Payback's a bitch, Teach.

Leave us alone,
or I swear to god...

God can't help you now!

You've seen only a prick
of what I can do.

I live and breathe code.

I can twist the
manipulation any way I want.

You've seen the power
I have over your family.

Your entire lives are online.

With a few keystrokes,
I can flatline you.

Get it, sweetheart? I'm the
gift that keeps on giving.

Okay, so what are
we going to do?

What did you tell dad?

I didn't tell him yet.

So, Cooke was your student?

It was my first year
teaching and, ummm...

He had a big crush on me
and would write love poems

and leave them on the car.

He'd draw these explicit
and disturbing images.

So what did you do?

I told him to stop,
but it got worse

and I had to tell the principal.

He expelled Carl and transferred
him to another school.

So, he waits ten years
to get his revenge?

I don't think it was planned.

I think he saw an
opportunity and he took it.

I think that's what happened.

I thought we changed
our accounts?

We did...

What?

Damn you, Cooke.

Did Jane contact you about
coming this morning?

No, I haven't heard
from her in a few days.

Elaine.

Hi, we could use your
help this morning.

I'm sorry, I can't
make it today.

C'mon, I need my tiger.

Elaine, I can't.

I need to get my kids back.
That's my only focus right now.

But we're so close
to nailing this guy.

I just can't let Cooke pull my
focus from the custody case.

I need to put him and all
that ugliness behind me.

It's about my kids.

Did you contact that lawyer
David suggested?

Yes, and please
thank him for me.

He thinks we have
a really good shot,

but there's a lot of
work to be done.

That's my priority now.

Listen, I'm really sorry
but need to go. Good luck.

I understand,
good luck to you too.

Elaine? One more thing.

Kick his ass.

I promise I will.

Hey, be careful with my stuff.

I'll need it back
in about an hour.

Don't you guys mess up
my good carpet either.

Make sure you wear
those little white booties.

Listen, all we
need is a sign off

and then we can
move forward on it.

I get it, but you've had
it for two weeks now.

I've gotta go,
I'll call you back.

What's up?

I found the missing link. Cooke
was working with a hacker.

There's a group of women
who received an email

or a friend request
from John Smith.

You think this is Carl Cooke?

It's very likely. He sent a
false hyperlink to them.

If you clicked on it,
he would get access

to anything, everything
that he wanted.

Have you sent this
to Agent Keller?

I had the hacking victims
document their stories,

I sent everything to him.

All the dots came together today
and they found the connection.

Can you prove this?

I guess the vengeance
business hit a wall.

This John Smith was hacking
into computers looking for

explicit pictures to put on
the site for more hits.

More pics, more hits, get it?

Yeah.

We also think he was trolling
sites like Shutter Mug

and that's how he stole
Peyton's pictures.

Right.

David, the CCD
has arrested Carl.

So the evil genius
is going away?

I'm on my way to the Cyber
Crimes Division right now.

and they've told me
I can come watch.

Would you care to join me?

I would.

You ready to do take it down?

One hundred percent.

Yes, buh-bye.

Okay, pull the plug.

Voila, website gone.

Really? It's just that easy?

It is if you know
what you're doing.

Not very ceremonious,
I'll agree,

but thanks in large part to you,
that website will never

see the light of day again.

Where is Cooke right now?

Down the hall with
his lawyer and,

unfortunately, he will make
bail this afternoon.

Absolutely not, you can
tell his lawyer "no."

Cooke wanted to see
you face-to-face.

That's not happening.

It's against protocol.

I would like to see him.

Are you serious?

Mom, he's dangerous.

I want him to see he
didn't tear our family apart

and that we're stronger
now than ever.

You were a big part
in making this arrest,

so I will give you five minutes.

It's okay...

That's plenty of mine.

Elaine!

It's fine... really.

Follow me.

It's okay.

What a nice surprise,
Miss Forester.

Thanks for coming.
Sorry, I can't get up.

What, no yoga pants today?

Too bad, you were looking
mighty fine the other day.

Total hot MILF.

Big words coming from
someone in handcuffs.

Momentary setback.

How's that pretty little Peyton?

She is one fine piece of...

You bastard, you nearly
ruined her life.

And you had no problem
ruining mine?

You've victimized so
many women and girls.

Destroyed so many families.

Do you not have a conscience?

Hey, I didn't take the pictures.

These bitches did, and did
something to piss off their

boyfriend or husband bad enough,
they posted them on my site.

Karma, baby.

Yeah? Well look where
you're sitting, Mr. Cooke.

Don't you worry about me.

I'll be outta here in a half
hour, just you wait and see.

Mrs. Harris,
it's time to go.

Bitches be going down.

Karma. That's the
real bitch...

And you're the one
who's going down.

See you online, Teach.

Agent Keller said if
he gets a plea deal,

he'll serve two to seven years.

That's not enough
by a long shot.

The case depends
on women testifying

at his sentencing hearing.

We need to convince the
victims that testifying

is the only way to put him away.

They'll testify, I know it.

Hey.

How are you?

Better.

Mom, don't worry.
They'll show up, I promise.

Two to seven years is what he
gets with victim's testimony.

If we want him to get the
longest sentence possible,

we need everyone to
show up... and soon.

Believe me, they will.

Elaine, have some faith.

There he is...

I'd like to make a statement.

These false charges
against me will not stick.

No one stops Carl Cooke.

It's just a bump in
my road to success.

At this time, I'd like to
announce my new website,

You're gonna love it...

Unless you're the one
caught in the act.

What an ass.

Agreed.

I still don't see anybody else.

Mom, look...

Hi!

Nice to meet you.

I knew we'd take him down,

but now I think we're
gonna bury him!

Let's do this.

Jane! You made it.

You didn't think I would let you

kick his ass by
yourself, did you?

No, I did not.

You've done this to yourselves.

You want justice? Stop
taking nude photos.

I've broken no laws.

I'm the real victim here.

This is America
and I have rights too.

Believe me when I say I'll see
you all online real soon.

Let's get him!

Let's get him!

Honey, come down and
share a toast with us.

It's not the same without you!

I'm on my way.

I'd say we've earned this?

And then some.

Hey guys!

There she is!

I'm officially beat.

No cooking for me tonight.
Wanna order in? Pizza?

Maybe we could get Thai food.

I've been craving Pad Thai.

Pot stickers...

Here's to that cockroach
going to prison

for the next seven years.

Hopefully more time
once the police

tie him to that drone attack.

Here's a thought.

Why don't we go
downtown tomorrow

and watch Carl officially
taken into custody?

Sounds great.

Sorry, I don't think you're
going make it tomorrow.

Good evening, Elaine.

David.

Peyton.

We finally meet in the flesh,

but I've already seen
some of your best bits.

I'd hate for you to die in
front of your family, David.

Not just yet.

As you know, I'm going
to jail tomorrow,

but first, I had to pay
my last respects.

You need help.

No, you need help.

I've already hacked
into your system

and disengaged your CO detector.

In a moment, I'll turn
the valve on this tank

and release its goodness.
As you lose consciousness,

mine will be the last
face that you see.

I might even post photos...

You sick bastard.

Carl, please.

Please don't do this.

Peyton, please.

It doesn't do any good to beg.

Well, maybe a little begging...
It might even turn me on.

Now shut up and breathe in deep.

Dad!

Peyton! Call 911.

Hey, Carl!

Don't mess with my family.

Cooke plead guilty
to the three counts

of attempted murder
and awaits sentencing.

These charges are on top of
the previous hacking crimes

where he was sentenced
to seven years.

It looks like prison
will be his final home.

And a lifetime ban on
touching any computer devices.

No more hacking.

He is officially shut down.

Watch out for Team Harris.

Damn straight.

I knew there was a reason
why I married you.

Beauty and brains?

Brawn and brains.

Oh my gosh, I'm wounded!

And on that note,
I'm out, Team Harris.

Would you like a ride to school?

No, I think I'll walk.

Bye!

Good morning.

Hello.

You're not driving to
school this morning?

You really do notice
the little details.

I just need some air.

Ah, cool. How
are you doing?

You know, after all that
crazy stuff happened?

I'm good.

It's been an intense
couple of months,

but I'm glad we're finally
in the home stretch.

I'm sorry I wasn't
there for you more.

I guess I didn't know how...

No... you were
amazing, really.

I'm glad I can make
you feel better.

C'mon seriously?

Hold up.

Let me get this out.

I wanted to ask you something
and please know that

I've been thinking about
this for a long time...

it's probably the last
thing on your mind...

I don't know why
I just said all that,

but I was thinking, well,
more like wondering,

if you're free, maybe you'd
like to go to prom with me?

What?

Please don't make
me say that again.

Why?

Why don't I want
to say that again

or why am I asking you to prom?

The second one.

Because you're cool.

And to continue with my
verbal dump this morning...

I've always had a crush on you.

Really? Before the pictures?

Of course.

I remember you in our
ninth grade class.

You'd always chew on your pencil

when you were
nervous for a test.

I thought it was the
cutest thing ever.

So, what do you say about prom?

I'd love to go to prom with you.

Cool... that's really cool.

May I walk you to school?

Sure... but what are
they going to say?

At school?

Yeah.

Who cares what they say?

You're right... who cares.

♪ Rock music

♪ Rock music

♪ Rock music