One Of Us Is Lying (2021–…): Season 1, Episode 7 - One of Us Is Not Giving Up - full transcript

- I have good news.
Principal Gupta called.

The disciplinary committee
finished their investigation

into the cheating accusations,

and they didn't
find any wrongdoing.

Finally, we can put
all of this behind us

and focus on your future.

So how's the Yale essay?
Did you want me to read it?

- It's not really ready yet.

- Bronwyn, the early action
deadline is this Saturday.

Sweetheart, I understand that
you are upset about Nate.

And I am truly sorry
he didn't end up being



who you wanted him to be.

- Mom, he didn't do it!
I mean, an anonymous tip?

And why would he
keep the EpiPens?

- Because EpiPens are expensive.

Maybe he needed the money.

And he was fleeing to
Mexico. Who does that?

Sweetheart, there isn't
anything you can do about it.

It's time to move forward.

Everything you have
worked so hard for

is still within your reach

if you focus on
getting back on track.

Hey.

That could start with
your personal statement.

- No, you're right.



- Sweetheart.

I love you, and I am
really proud of you.

- Fuck this.

- Tagged all of Rob
Calhoun's articles, okay?

I want you to read them,

see what kind of
questions he asks

so that you're prepared
for your interview.

- Dad, don't you think
maybe we should postpone?

Just saying, with
Nate and everything,

is this really...

- Oh, hell no, man.
This guy is a kingmaker.

All right, he knows you're
only going to be there

to talk about baseball.

All right?
- Mm-hmm.

- If he asks you about
Simon, just, you let him know

that the police have
their man now, okay?

And that you're innocent.

Also, if he brings up the photo

of the four of
you guys together,

tell him that Nate just
tried to drag you guys

down with him, but
you didn't let him.

Hey, listen.

If we have to,

we use this whole
shitshow to our advantage

This is your
moment, Cooperstown.

Yeah?

Read up.

- Sorry I'm late.

I'm not used to this
whole media circus thing.

I barely made it out of the car.

My boss says this shirt's
no good for camera,

something about the stripes.

- You want to trade outfits?

I wouldn't want to
make you look bad.

- Haven't lost your
sense of humor.

That's good, yeah, and
I have more good news.

They offered you a plea deal.

If you plead guilty
to taking the EpiPens,

they'll reduce

the charges to
involuntary manslaughter.

- What's the sentence for that?

- Six years.

But with good behavior,
he could be out in four.

- Nate, that's
just like college.

- It's a good deal.

If we go to trial,
you could get life.

- What about the others?

- You sign this,
the case is closed.

If we go to trial,
go through discovery,

who knows what else

the police could
drag up about them?

- I'll think about it.

- What's there to think about?

Look, we have 72
hours to respond,

and then the deal goes away.

- What I don't get is
why someone put one pen

in my locker

and all the rest on Nate's bike.

- Maybe it was a distraction.

Or they were trying
to frame you, too.

- So are you one of us now?

- Okay, it was my best
friend who was murdered.

Also, Bronwyn invited me.

- Okay, Nate's in jail.
We have to get him out.

So we need all the
help we can get.

- Absolutely. So
what's the plan?

- Ms. Avery.

We know the cops
weren't looking at her

because they thought
she had no motive,

but now we know that she did

'cause Simon had
something on her.

- Do you think she was
sleeping with a student?

- Wait, who would she
possibly be sleeping with?

- Just saying, that is
always the teacher's secret.

- Whatever it is, we just
need to get her talking.

We bluff.

We tell her we
know what she did.

And then we record a response.

- Yeah, who's gonna do that?

- Someone who could
have believably heard it

from Simon.

- So that's why she's here.

- Sorry, what?

- Do you want to know what
really happened to Simon?

- Ms. Avery?

Was wondering if you
had a minute to talk.

- Regarding?

- Simon.

So they arrested Nate, but I...

- But you don't think he did it.

You made that pretty clear
at the homecoming dance.

- Yeah, right.

I have some information
that could help Nate,

but if I go to the
police with it,

it could be hurting someone else

- Who?

- You.

I know Simon was going
to write about you,

which gives you as much motive
as anyone else in that room.

- I don't know what
you're talking about.

- I could go to the cops,

but I wanted to give
you a chance to explain

because you've always been
one of my favorite teachers.

- Are you giving me
a chance to explain,

or are you fishing for
me to say something

because you have an
outlandish theory

but nothing to back it up?

- I can back it up.
Simon texted me about it.

- Can you show me?

May I take a closer look?

- I might not get straight
A's, but I'm not stupid.

- But you think I am.

Why should I believe that
that was really from Simon?

- Because it is.

- Nice try, Janae.

But I think we're done here

Close the door on your way out.

I could lose my job,

my teaching license,
my whole life!

- I know.
- And you don't care.

- If I didn't care,

I would've posted
it by now, but...

- I have a confession,
Mr. Kelleher.

I understand why you want

to expose the
hypocrisy around us.

In my mind, I've justified
that you took a hammer

to your fellow students' lives

because some of
them deserved it,

and all of them have
so much time ahead

of them to glue the
pieces back together.

But I don't.

What I did doesn't
make me a hypocrite.

I don't deserve this.

So why are you doing this to me?

- Just do something
for me in exchange,

and nobody has to know.

- So you're blackmailing me?

- I'm giving you a choice.

I thought you of all people
would appreciate that.

Choice.

- You okay?

- She knew the text was fake,

and I think she guessed
I was recording.

- Great, she's
smart, smart enough

that the could've
planned the whole thing.

- We still don't have proof.

- I don't know if
she was bluffing.

Okay, I'll meet you there.

- Did you hear that?
- We have to follow her.

- What?
- Where's your car?

- No, no!

- Yeah.

- Now what?

- We need to see
who she's meeting.

- It's probably her accomplice.

- Great, so now
we're not just spying

on one murderer but two?

- Cool. You have
a better plan?

- Well, maybe the person
she's meeting's coming here.

- So we wait.

- Sure, a car double parked

with the five of us is
not suspicious at all.

- Is this a stakeout?
Can we put the top up?

- Yeah, can we park somewhere?
- There's nowhere.

- Never happened to
Ryan Gosling in "Drive."

None of you have seen "Drive?"

- Look.

- Wait, is that...

- I knew Vanessa was a bitch.

I didn't know she
was actually evil.

- Look, we don't know
how involved she was.

- She took that picture of us

at homecoming, and
she's been, like,

gleefully posting about
us being murder suspects,

maybe to cover her own ass.

Do you think they
were having an affair?

- Addy, not everyone's gay.

- It's always the
teacher's secret.

- Okay, but do you
really think that Vanessa

would go for Ms. Avery?

- I mean, no, no, not really.

But I feel like I don't
know anyone anymore.

Turns out everyone's been
hiding all these different

sides of themselves
this whole time.

- You don't do that?

- There's different sides to me,

but I wasn't hiding them.

I didn't even know
they were there.

I guess that's the
upside to all of this.

- I like these new sides of you.

- I'll try talking to Vanessa.

Maybe there's a side of me

that knows how to
get her to spill.

And I like the new Cooper, too.

He seems happier.

What are you doing here?

- Your mom let me in.

I didn't...

Look, I just wanted to
continue the conversation

that we started at homecoming.

Listen, Addy,

I know that you've been
through a lot lately,

and I haven't been
there for you, and...

- You asked me if I did it.

- And that was awful of me.

But it's just... you
were my whole world, Ads,

And he love of my life, so
to find out that you've...

with one of my best friends,

I just... I was so hurt

- Jake, I never
meant to hurt you.

- I just I want my Ads back.

- I miss you, too,
but I don't miss her.

I was always so, so
scared of losing you

that I felt like I was
walking on eggshells,

and if I did anything
that you didn't like,

you'd break up with me.

- That is not how I
wanted you to feel.

- Hey, let me finish.

- Jake, my whole world
ended when we broke up.

I was so scared of losing you,

and then I didn't just lose you.

I lost my best friends.

And I became a murder suspect.

And you know what I realized?

Jake, I realized
I can handle it.

I may not have a choice,

but you know how good it feels

to not be so careful
all the time?

You know?

I haven't had to take Xanax
in I don't know how long.

That's good, isn't it?

- Are you kidding me?
That's great, that's great.

That's so good. I'm
so proud of you, Addy.

And look, believe
it or not, I do.

I like this new you.

You know, she's hot.

I mean, a little intimidating,

but, I mean, I
could get into it.

- Yeah.
- I'm malleable.

Yeah, I mean, I'm
not the same guy

that I was two
months ago either.

I don't think he would've
gotten us tickets for...

- The ice cream
pop-up. How did you...

- Well, you know,
tomorrow's our anniversary?

Four years.

- You didn't want to go.

- No, but you did,
and it sounds fun.

What do you say?
You got plans?

I know you're still hanging
out with Bronwyn and Janae.

Your mom told me.

Why can't we just wake
up from this nightmare

and just go back
to normal, please?

You know, there's some people
that still think that you

and your murder club
did it together.

- But we didn't.

- No, of course,
I know that, Addy.

I know that it was just Nate.

But I'm just saying.

- What?

- Jake, Nate didn't
do it either.

Fuck.

- I don't understand.
You said so yourself.

- That was before I knew him.

Jake, we can't just pretend

that these past two
months didn't happen

- Would that be so wrong?

To just go on a date tomorrow?

- I'll think about it.

- Okay.

I really hope you say yes.

- Look, Nate's not perfect.
He has a lot of problems.

Personally, I suffer
from bipolar disorder,

and I haven't always
had it under control.

And that wasn't
easy for Nathaniel.

I mean, no wonder he
started dealing drugs

because he had to
support himself

I mean, his dad...
can we go back?

What I mean is... what
I meant to say was...

- I'm sorry, kid. You
were screwed yesterday.

But today you're fucked.

From a legal perspective,

I think you should
take the plea.

- We've been
offered a plea deal,

and we're considering
taking it, yeah.

- I need to talk to him.

He needs to know we're
close with Ms. Avery.

- Well did you know that
Avery's not here today?

- Are you sure?
- Yeah.

- She's literally
never had a sub before.

She knows we're onto
her. We have to find her.

- What, and just, like,
show up at her house?

You're gonna cut class?

- Yes, I am.

- Cool.

- Hey!

- Oh, my God.

- We need to talk.

- What about it?

- I wanted to give you
a chance to explain

before I show this
to the police.

- I needed help with physics.

- You don't care
about your grades.

And if you did, your
parents would hire you

a private tutor from
NASA or something.

- Okay, you don't
know me nearly as well

as you think you do, Addy.

So why don't you and your
little Nancy Drew friends

stay the fuck out
of my business.

- Vanessa!

- Hey! We had a deal, asshole.

- Why past tense?

- You weren't supposed to
come after me or my friends.

Good luck trying to
find someone else

to bring you dirt.

Hope you enjoy trying
to hack into their DMs.

- I won't use your name.

- Okay, but you'll...

you'll use Ms. Avery's?

Okay, go ahead,
Simon. Post about me.

Just don't take
her down with me.

- I won't.

I just need her

to do something
for me in exchange

Wow, look at you.

You started so holier-than-thou,

and now you're basically
the bastard child

of a TMZ hack and a mob intern.

I can't wait for
one of your victims

to wipe the fucking smirk
off your face forever.

- Vanessa!

- Ugh, get off my back!

Ah!

Ow, Addy, what the fuck?

- Oh, fuck. Ow, that hurts.

- Oh, shit. Ads, You
gotta go to the nurse.

- No, I'm fine.

Oh, fuck, Vanessa.

I know you didn't kill Simon.

But I know that he had
something on Ms. Avery.

And I know that it had
something to do with you.

I'm literally on my
bloody knees begging you.

I know we're not
friends anymore,

but Nate is my friend
now, and I don't want him

to go to jail for
something he didn't do.

- Ads, get off your knees.

Everyone already
thinks you're a slut.

- Fuck.

- Well, at least she's
not already in Tijuana.

- No, not yet.

- Is she...

- Can I offer you some tea?

- Give us one good reason

why we shouldn't show this
picture to the police.

- You really have no idea
what you're doing, do you?

- We know exactly
what we're doing

because we know you killed Simon

so that he wouldn't
tell on you and Vanessa,

and now you're running away
because we're onto you.

- That's quite an
elaborate hypothesis,

but I fear you haven't
properly tested it.

It's not very scientific of you.

Now I see why you found
chemistry so difficult.

- Okay then, what's
with the suitcase?

And why was Vanessa
here in the first place?

- So you admit you don't know.

- She was just helping me.

- Right, with physics.

- I had an abortion, Addy.

- What?
- Mm-hmm

And Ms. Avery was there for me
because she's a good person.

She's like the
opposite of a killer.

I mean, unless
you're my parents.

If they found out,

they would say we're
both baby killers

- I know what you
all think of me,

but I'm not a monster.

I do actually care
about my students.

- Vanessa, I'm so sorry.

- She caught me trying to skip,

and I told her I had a
doctor's appointment,

so she thought I was lying

because, you know, I usually am.

And she said she had
to call my parents

to check my story,
so I panicked.

I completely broke down,
and I told her everything.

- I helped Vanessa
when she needed it,

and in doing so, I
violated school rules.

- What school rules?

- She helped me
make an appointment

with a good doctor.

And then she drove me there.

And she held my
hand while I waited.

She even paid for it,

so my parents would
never find out.

- We're talking about
the same Ms. Avery?

- Mm-hmm.

Even total bitches
have feelings, Addy.

You should know.

Look, I'm not ashamed
about what I did.

I just really don't
want Ms. Avery

to get punished for
being nice to me.

- Simon said he
wouldn't post about it

if I did something for him.

He had me give you
all detention that day

because he wanted to
be alone with you.

- How do we know
that you didn't take

that opportunity to
kill him yourself?

Make sure that your job and
your secret stayed safe?

- How could I? I wasn't
even in the room.

I was dealing with
the streakers.

- I won't ask about the dad.

- Bitch, you just did. No!

Are you kidding? Why
would I tell you?

You've been, like, the
worst best friend ever.

- What about you?

You treated me like shit,

humiliated me in
front of everyone,

called me a murderer.

- Maybe I didn't
mind the spotlight

being on someone else for once

and as far away from
Ms. Avery as possible.

Ads, you cannot tell
anyone about her.

- I don't think
she did it, guys.

- Okay, even if Vanessa's
telling the truth,

it doesn't mean that Avery is.

She could've totally
put the peanut oil

in his cup and then left, easy.

- How could she have
known that the streakers

would be there at
that exact moment?

- Is it possible that they
were supposed to be there?

Like it was part of the plan?

I mean, if she got
us all into detention

so she could kill Simon
and blame it on us,

then maybe she orchestrated
for the streakers

to be there, too, so
she'd have an alibi?

We need to go to the police.

Maybe they can
find the streakers.

- But what if Vanessa's right?

What is Ms. Avery is innocent?

If we go to the police,

we would be destroying both
their lives for nothing.

- They were from Laguna, right?

You guys know anyone there

that could help us
track them down?

- I have a friend
who went there.

He graduated last year, but
he might be able to help.

- That's great.

I'm gonna get to see Nate.

I'm going to get him to
not sign that plea deal,

but we gotta move fast.

- What friend? Do I know him?

Is this a boyfriend?

- No, no, he's just a friend.

He's not just a friend,
but he's also not official.

But I also don't think I
would've gotten through

all this without him, so
yeah, maybe a boyfriend.

Only he doesn't know it yet.

So yeah.

- That sounds
confusing but good.

- What are you doing here?

- Your mom gave me her spot.

It was really nice of her.

- Yeah, she was really
nice to that reporter, too,

great interview.

- Listen to me. You
can't take the plea deal.

We think we know who did it.

Ms. Avery had motive
this whole time.

It was her.

Cooper and I actually
went to her house.

And we talked...
- Wait, you went to her house?

And you think she's a murderer?

- Well, we had to confront her.

- Bronwyn, just stop!

The plea's only four
years with good behavior.

If I take it, it's
over for all of us.

You can go back to your life.

- I don't want to.
What if we make bail?

- Don't even think about it.
- You can't give up.

- You remember that
fourth grade nativity play

at St. Pius?

You were playing Mary,

and that same morning,
baby Jesus disappeared.

You had to carry the bag
wrapped in the blanket

for the entire thing.

That was me.

Sorry I stole Jesus from you.

- Why did you do it?

- Because I wanted
you to see me,

even if that meant
you'd be angry at me.

Then I saw how angry you got,

and I realized I'd ruined
the whole play for you.

Because that's what I do.

I'm not worth it, Rojas.
- No, no.

- Go get ready for
the Ivy League,

and I'll be doing whatever
the opposite of that is.

- No, no, please!

Just give me some
time! Please!

- Okay, are you sure that
car is Hunter's, you said?

- Mm-hmm, yeah, I'm positive.

You don't forget that asshole
driving that asshole car

Okay, don't freak out,

but I think you've
been recognized.

- Shit.

- It's fine.

Just act like a
perfectly normal,

yet excessively cute
couple taking pictures.

Ooh, we look good.

- Are we? A couple, I mean.

- I don't know. You tell me.

Only time you've asked to
see me outside of my dorm

is so that I can help you

ID an unwitting accomplice
to murder for you.

- Yeah, you know,
I've been thinking

about all the different
sides of myself

that I try to keep separate.

You know, like, there's
Baseball Cooper.

And there's School Cooper.
And there's At Home Cooper.

And then there's
Murder Suspect Cooper.

And then there's
Goes-to-his-stupid-

Homecoming-Dance-
with-Keely-but-wishes-he-

was-with-you Cooper.

No, look, I'm serious.

God, there's only one
Cooper who's happy.

That's the one who's with you.

I want to be with you

outside of your dorm room, too.

I want to be all those
Coopers at the same time.

I mean, minus the
murder suspect one,

but you know what I mean.

- Ooh, that's a good
one. I look good.

- You look good.

Wait, is that him?

- Oh, my God, yeah.

- Yeah?
- Yes.

- Hunter.

- Oh, fuck.

- Hey, hey!

Hunter, Hunter, stop!

Damn it, stop!

Ah!

Yo, hey, hey, hey!

Hey, not my arm!
- Don't move!

You're that star pitcher, right?

You want to keep it that way,

you leave me the fuck alone

- No, you leave
him the fuck alone.

Back off.

Never leave the house
without pepper spray

when you're hanging
out with Hunter.

Little tip I learned
from the girls

I went to school with.

- Kris, what the
fuck is happening?

I didn't do anything, all right?

He's the dangerous one.

- What are you talking about?

- You killed that kid.
- What?

- All four of you,
you did it together.

And now that they
arrested the drug dealer,

you're trying to
cover your tracks,

so you're not next, right?

- No, not at all!

- I swear I haven't said a word.