Dark/Web (2019–…): Season 1, Episode 2 - Chapter Two - full transcript

Social media superstar Sam receives a threatening e-mail that hits too close to home, prompting her to reach out to her ex, Ethan, for advice. Together, the two begin to realize that these ...

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[MUSIC - KARI KIMMEL, "LET IT
GO"]

(SINGING) One, two, three, four!

I'm making my way.

I'm not gonna be held
down with worries.

Not today.

No, no.

I've got something
better waiting.

And I'm not gonna trade all
of my happiness for sorrow.

There's no way.

Oh, no.



WOMAN 1 (ON TV): LA locals
and emergency responders

found themselves on the
other end of a busy signal

this morning, thanks
to a cyber attack

that affected residents--

MAN 1 (ON TV):
Organized, coordinated

acts [INAUDIBLE] networks.

WOMAN 2 (ON TV): [INAUDIBLE]
storage solutions

powered by [INAUDIBLE].

You can access your data
anywhere at any time.

(SINGING) I'm letting go.

Let it go.

Let it go.

Yeah.

I'm living in the moment
and I'm feeling fine.



Every single trouble passing by.

I'm letting go.

Let it go.

Let it go.

Yeah.

- Nice.

Dicks.

Hey, guys.

Sam here.

OK.

I am going to [INAUDIBLE]
and get right into it.

Last night, something
absolutely insane happened.

One million subscribers!

I don't even know what to say.

I know you guys have been
wanting another fan Q&A,

so I thought today would
be the perfect day,

since we are celebrating me.

[PHONE BEEPING]

Sorry.

OK.

So let us start with--

first question is
from DeLorean62.

And she asks, hey,
Sam, I was wondering--

[PHONE BEEPING]

Sorry.

Christ.

OK.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[COMPUTER BEEPING]

Hacked.

What the f--

[MUSIC PLAYING]

- Oh, shit.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

Hey.

- Hello.

How are you?

- Hey hey, what's up?

Good.

How are you doing?

- Here.

- Good.

- Good good.

Great.

- You're late, Misty.

- Yeah.

- That's three days.

- I know.

- Take this to table 2.

- Yup.

OK.

Hey.

Hi, guys.

There's the food.

Just let me know if
you need anything else.

- Seriously, Misty.

Get your life together.

- You're always so fucking late.

- Yeah.

- Move out of my way.

- Oh, all right.

Yeah.

- Last time I
cover for your ass.

[PHONE BEEPS]

- Welcome to Burger Barn,
home of the barn burger.

Can I take your order?

CUSTOMER 1: I want six
fries, four barn burgers.

CUSTOMER 2: Yeah.

Can I get extra
mustard on that--

CUSTOMER 3: Hi, are your
guys' burgers grass fed?

[INTERPOSING VOICES]

CUSTOMER 4: Pepper.

CUSTOMER 5: Do you have
anything gluten free?

CUSTOMER 6: OK?

No cheese, no lettuce.

CUSTOMER 7: Yeah.

Make sure the tomatoes are
just really thin sliced.

CUSTOMER 8: Hamburger.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[CAMERA SHUTTER SOUND]

WOMAN (IN APP):
Wallflower status.

Keep posting.

Frame is in your reach.

- Hi.

Welcome to Burger Barn,
home of the barn burger.

Can I take your order?

Yep.

All right.

You got it. $18.51.

[RAP MUSIC PLAYING]

Yeah.

Last night, I had
a realization when

I went to mingle with
a sinner's [INAUDIBLE]

and wait in line
to show them my ID,

but still unaware
of their identity.

Holy shit.

You're Zach Sullivan!

Holy shit!

Hey.

Golden records don't mean a
guy can't love Burger Barn.

Ah.

Well, I was such a big fan.

Was?

I'm sorry.

That was rude.

I'm messing.

Fans don't stay 12 forever.

Nice hat, by the way.

Oh.

Yeah, they make us wear it.

[HIGH-FIVE]

[LAUGHING]

Uh, thanks.

Burgers?

Right.

[RAP MUSIC PLAYING]

You get wasted
and chase bitches.

That sound crazy?

I never conform.

I'd rather do it on my own
and set a precedent for it.

[BAG CRINKLING]

Thank you.

Oh, let me grab the change.

[COINS CLINKING]

Here you go.

Hey, what's your name?

Misty.

I like you, Misty.

[GIGGLING]

Oh, no one is ever
going to believe this.

What's your Flash account?

What?

I'll Flash you.

Make sure people believe you.

Oh.

It's dumb.

Everyone's dumb.

OK.

Can't laugh.

It's Mystified.

Like with a Y, though.

Mystified.

Mystified.

Yeah.

[TYPING NOISES]

All right, Mystified.

Got you.

Yep.

You take it.

You want me to take it?

Yeah.

Go ahead.

OK.

All right.

OK.

[LAUGHING]

[SHUTTER SOUND]

Nice.

All right, Mystified.

Your life is about to change.

[WINDOW ROLLING UP]

[PHONE VIBRATING]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[PHONE VIBRATING]

Peace sign?

Really?

[PHONE VIBRATING]

[GASPS]

No way.

Framers are engaged.

Keep Flashing!

[PHONE BEEPING]

No way.

[GIGGLING]

Oh my god.

Hey, guys.

You're all so sweet.

[SHUTTER SOUNDS]

[GIGGLING]

[PHONE VIBRATING]

Hello?

[SQUEALING]

I know!

You frameous whore!

[POP MUSIC PLAYING]

[PHONE VIBRATING]

Captivated!

Congratulations.

Oh my god.

You're Framous!

Keep on Flashing to
maintain the frame!

[PHONE BEEPING]

[MUSIC - JENNA KYLE, "DUST"]

Oh, you make me
feel like a star,

and I'm lost in
your endless night.

And oh, the [? dark messed ?]
me up and I'm [? found ?]

in your pale moon light.

And oh, you make me
feel like a star,

and I'm lost in
your endless night.

And oh, the dark
[? messed me up ?]

and I'm [? found ?] in
your pale moon light.

[SHUTTER SOUND]

[PHONE BEEPS]

[WATER SPRAYING]

[TECHNO MUSIC PLAYING]

[GLITCHING SOUND]

[BEEPING SOUND]

[FAUCET CREAKING]

[SHUTTER SOUND]

Repost.

[BEEPING SOUND]

[SHUTTER SOUND]

What the hell?

[PHONE BEEPING]

[PHONE RINGING]

Come on, come on, come on.

Pick up.

Don't tell me you
need more attention.

Hey.

Will you look at
my Flash account?

Quit gloating, girl.

No, I'm serious.

There's something
weird going on.

It's the internet.

Something weird is
always going on.

Just look.

What am I looking at?

Me, at the Burger Barn.

I didn't flash that.

It's probably one of
those damn updates.

They're always doing that
shit without telling us.

Look at my fingers.

OK.

That's a little weird.

[GLITCHING SOUND]

Repost.

Did you see that?

Oh, that's fucked up.

What the hell is that?

Not a damn update.

That's for sure.

Oh, my god.

Girl, you've been hacked.

Hacked?

Somebody is messing with you
because you're all frameous

now.

This type of thing happens
to you celebs all the time.

Delete all your nudes,
and change your password.

OK.

Stat.

Yeah.

OK.

All right, I've got to
ready for work, anyway.

[DIALTONE BEEPING]

Is this the Misty from Framed?

Do you still talk to Zach?

I hear Zach's really nice.

Oh my god.

Are you that Misty?

[INAUDIBLE]

Thank you.

Yep.

Uh, hey.

Are you Mystyfied?

Yeah.

[SHUTTER SOUND]

O-M-G. You know [? Zactually? ?]

Oh, no way.

You're that Misty?

Welcome to Burger Barn,
home of the Barn Burger.

Can I take your order?

Aren't you friends with Zach?

No.

I am not friends
with Zach Sullivan.

Aren't you friends with him?

I saw it on your Flash.

Nope.

I just met him that one time.

Is this the Misty from
[? FrameFlash? ?] No?

I think you're
super cute, Misty.

[PHONE VIBRATING]

Are you Misty?

Yep.

[SHUTTER SOUNDS]

[PHONE VIBRATING]

Can you introduce me to him?

Oh my god.

I can't believe you met Zach.

He has such a good body.

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

Who's that?

Woo-hoo!

I was thinking, if you're
single or something,

we could grab a beer?

No way!

You're that Misty?

God, you sound old.

Welcome to Burger Barn,
home of the Barn Burger.

Can I take your orders?

[WATER SPRAYING]

[BEEPING SOUND]

Welcome to Burger Barn,
home of the Barn Burger.

Can I take your order?

[PANTING]

Hello?

[STATIC NOISES]

Can I take your--

[LOUD STATIC]

[CRICKETS CHIRPING]

[STATIC NOISES]

You look pretty, Misty.

[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]

Hey.

You think this is funny?

Whoa.

Excuse me?

Where's your food?

Why are you in here
if you're not eating?

I didn't know I had
to order something.

I'm sorry.

Misty!

Get over here now!

Your shift's over.

You don't understand.

It's always something with you.

You're late.

You arrest the customers.

You're always complaining
about how horrible

it is to work at the Barn.

Just go home.

Fine.

You wear it.

I quit.

[DOOR SLAMS]

[SCOFFS]

She isn't even that framous.

[TECHNO MUSIC PLAYING]

[DOOR SLAMS]

[GASPS]

Watch it.

[INAUDIBLE]

Just get out of my way.

[SUBWAY ANNOUNCEMENTS]

Jesus Christ.

That's so bad.

[WHISPERING]

[PHONE VIBRATING]

[COMPUTER BEEPING]

What is this?

[PHONE BEEPING]

God, just leave me alone!

[COMPUTER BEEPING]

Oh my god.

[DOOR HANDLE RATTLING]

[THUNDER CRACKLING]

[PHONE BEEPING AND VIBRATING]

[DOOR SLAMS]

[CREEPY MUSIC PLAYING]

Hello?

Is somebody here?

Hello?

[DOOR SLAMS]

Shit.

[PHONE BEEPING]

[STATIC NOISES]

Come on.

Come on, please.

Please work.

[PHONE BEEPS]

[SOBBING NOISES]

[GLITCH NOISES]

Hello?

I think somebody's in my house.

Can somebody please help me?

[THUNDER CRACKLING]

No, no, no.

What?

No, no.

This isn't real.

No.

Please, somebody help me.

[SHUTTER SOUND]

Fuck you!

[GROANING]

Shit, shit.

[GLITCHING NOISES]

[SCREAMING]

[THUD]

[PHONE DINGS]

[BOOING NOISES]

The audience is bored!

Flash something better!

[SCREAMING]

[CAR DOOR SLAMS]

[RAINING]

[MUFFLED SCREAMING AND SOBBING]

[OLD-TIMEY MUSIC PLAYING]

[SCREAMING]

[DRIVING NOISES]

No, no, no!

[MUFFLED SCREAMING]

So you've got all the equipment?

[INAUDIBLE]

No, no.

Bob wants us to
use the stairwell.

He doesn't want
anyone to see us.

Fuck this guy.
[? He's a ?] [? coward! ?]

[CAMERA ADJUSTMENT NOISES]

[DINGING NOISE]

[MUFFLED WHIMPERING]

[TYPING NOISES]

[INAUDIBLE]

[CAMERA ADJUSTMENT NOISES]

[MUFFLED SCREAMING]

Can you please move the
camera closer, please?

[CHAINS RATTLING]

[NON-ENGLISH SPEECH]

[CHAINS RATTLING]

[INAUDIBLE] I want
to see some carnage.

[MUFFLED SCREAMING]

Peace comes with a price.

[SNIPPING NOISES]

We'll start with your fingers.

[MUFFLED SCREAMING]

Can you please move
the camera closer?

Enjoy it, my dear.

Your 15 minutes are nearly up.

[MUFFLED SCREAMING]

[SNIPPING NOISES]

[SCREAMING]

Come on, [? Bumble. ?] Get
the fuck out of the way.

[GLITCH SOUNDS]

[CAMERA HUMMING]

[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]

[MOUSE CLICKING]

[TYPING NOISES]

Molly.

What are you up to?

[TYPING NOISES]

[WHOOSHING NOISE]

[WHOOSHING NOISE]

What?

Ethan?

[PHONE TYPING NOISES]

Oh, shit.

Dude, answer me!

It's happening again, isn't it?

Ethan!

ETHAN: Wait, what?

It can't actually be her, right?

ETHAN: How do you know?

I don't know, I just feel
like they're fucking with me.

ETHAN: Let's not
jump to conclusions.

Don't do that.

OK?

You know what
they're capable of.

ETHAN: OK.

But why would they involve me?

Maybe they don't know we--

ETHAN: What, you
didn't vlog about it?

[SIGHS]

Look.

I'm sorry they
brought you into it.

ETHAN: Listen to me.

It was just a couple of emails.

Anybody could do that.

How hard is it to
figure out where

I went to high school, who
I went to high school with?

I mean, last time, they--

ETHAN: I don't know, Sam.

It just doesn't seem
like your gross fanboys.

Just don't answer.

Promise me.

They're just trying to scare us.

We can't engage.

OK?

ETHAN: Too late.

Ethan!

ETHAN: OK, just relax a second.

You said she hasn't
been online, right?

It is not fucking Molly!

ETHAN: Just humor me.

She hasn't posted in how long?

I don't know.

Months.

Six months, I guess.

But that doesn't mean anything.

She wasn't into
social media stuff.

ETHAN: Jeez.

I haven't thought
about Molly in years.

Like, I remember her being
around, but I don't know.

She's just kind of a blur.

Well, she was shy.

She didn't like attention.

We chatted a little
bit after high school,

but it's probably been--

five years?

I haven't talked to
her since her mom died.

I tried to keep in touch,
but then all of that

stuff happened with
her father, and--

I don't know.

I just felt kind of
weird reaching out.

What was I supposed to say?

Sorry your dad went to prison?

ETHAN: Nice, Sam.

What?

ETHAN: Ooh.

Hey.

Where does it say she lives?

[CLICKING NOISES]

Southlake, Texas.

Why?

ETHAN: What the fuck?

What?

ETHAN: Apparently, she's
been missing for six months.

Not funny.

Look.

[BEEPING NOISE]

Molly Solis, age
29, was reported

missing by her
employer on March 7

after failing to come into
work for several days.

Her car was found
abandoned late Tuesday,

and though there were no
obvious signs of a struggle,

Southlake police
have said they're not

ruling out foul play.

Their investigation is ongoing.

Fuck these assholes.

We have to call the police.

ETHAN: And tell them what?

We're getting weird fanfic
from internet trolls posing

as a high school friend
we barely remember,

who may or may not
have been murdered?

Well, there is probably a
better way of phrasing it.

But--

[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]

When was the last time you
talked to James Woodsley?

ETHAN: What?

James.

From high school.

ETHAN: God, it's been years.

Why?

The photo in the email.

Everyone is blurred out
except for us, Molly, and him.

ETHAN: Huh.

Yeah, that's weird.

Or it's on purpose.

OK.

But it's not even
letting me log in.

As I mentioned, sir,
the outage is affecting

all of our financial--

Right, OK--

--services.

Yes.

But I don't understand how
an entire bank could just--

I do apologize for the
inconvenience, but--

I don't need you to apologize.

I need you to help me log
into my account so I can pay--

All services should be
restored within two days.

Two days?

You realize that people
have bills, right?

We don't just stop
having responsibilities

because some asshole
hacked your shitty system!

Did you go to Yale?

I'm afraid I can't
continue this call.

Look, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I just-- I really
need that money.

Well, I'm sorry, sir, but--

[PHONE BEEPS]

[GROANS]

[COMPUTER BEEPS]

[COMPUTER BEEPS]

[GLITCHING NOISES]

[MUSIC - YOUNG KATO, "CHILDREN
OF THE STARS"]

We used to play in the fields,
make our own cardboard shields.

Never had any plans.

And we'd ride into the sun with
only fake wooden guns and oil

on our hands.

But we had big dreams, ripped
jeans, and fire on our gloves.

And we never wanted to go home.

I still remember
names from years ago.

So if you're ever feeling
low, if you're scared

and you're alone, just remember.

I'll take you back to '93.

We can use my time machine.

And we'll live there.

Whoa.

Because we are the
children of the stars.

We're living in the past
to remember who we are.

We only ever wanted to go home.

We used to hate early nights,
not blinded by city lights.

[INAUDIBLE] packed
with [? plans. ?]

We used to play
queens and kings.

Now we've bought diamond rings
for our girlfriends' hands.

[RINGING NOISE]