T@gged (2016–…): Season 1, Episode 1 - #Shotgun - full transcript

When former best friends Rowan and Hailey find themselves tagged in an online video showcasing a murder, they begrudgingly team up in a quest to find the third girl tagged, outcast named Elisia, to determine if the video is real or a prank.

[percussive music playing]

[text messages beeping]



[music blaring]

- I love this song.
- Oh! It's so good!



- Hey, the last day of summer.

- I can't believe it's over.

- It went by so fast, right?

- Push me.
- Jesus.

- Hailey, you want to make out?



You have been teasing me
all summer.

- Shut up.
Go away.

- [laughs]
- Stop.

- Oh, I'm gonna miss being
a lazy-ass all summer.

- You're a lazy-ass
at school too, blowtard.

What's the difference?

- The difference?
- Oh, God.

- The difference
is that tomorrow,

I have to look at your ugly ass
in homeroom, man.

- My ugly ass?
- Yeah, your ugly ass.

- You mean this over here?
- Bitch.

Do not kill my vibe, man.
Come on.

- Yeah.
Yeah, you like that?

- Okay, sounds like we need
to have a back-to-school party.



My parents are out of town
next weekend.

- Yes, we can't let summer die.

- Yes, summer forever.

- Okay, we have to survive
the first five days of school,

and then we could pretend
it's summer

for one final night.

- Well, Jared can get us
a keg.

- Hailey, we need a theme.

- What about...

Summer Love?

- No.

- Well, why don't you guys

try to put some input in?

What about Endless Summer?

Turn Up?
I don't know!

Shut up!
Why is everyone judging me?

- Turn Up, Turn Up!
Yes.

- I like Endless Summer.

[music blaring
in the distance]

- Hey, hey, hey, look who it is.

Hey!
Come here!

- Get over here,
you little ho.

- Let's go say hi.

Hey.

Want a beer?

Nicki, give her a beer.

- I'll give her a beer.

Here you go.

Don't be a little bitch;
take it.

- Wait.
It's on one condition.

You in the science lab

on your knees.

[boys laugh]
- Don't waste your time.

Hailey told me
she's still a virgin.

Right, Hailey?

You pop your cherry yet,
little girl?

She's mad.
She's mad. She's mad.

- Don't walk away.
- Cute outfit!

- Oh, I'd hit that ass.
- Ew.

- Do you guys ever shut up?

Seriously.
- What?

- Relax.
- Hailey, Hailey.

[phone beeping]

- Oh, oh!

- You smell.

- Yeah, get it, Hailey.

Get it.
Oh.

[laughing]

Hi, Hailey.

[both laughing]

Cheers.

You have a pink cup,
and I have a blue cup.

That's why we're best friends.

- Oh!
Oh, watch out.

Watch out.
Whoa, whoa!

MAN: ♪ Party over here,
party over here ♪

♪ Party over here

♪ And if you ain't know,
it's the party of the year ♪

- Damn.

- Yeah, that's how it's done,
baby.

Hey, have you guys
ever smoked booze?

- That's not a thing.

- Yeah, it is, man.

I've heard that is, like,
the way to do it

in Thailand or Vietnam.

Man, I saw this online.

- No, you're so full of shit.

- I'm not full of shit, man.

[electronic music]

- I tagged you guys.

[hip-hop music]

[gunshot]



- Shotgun.

- My favorite noises
in the world.

[gunshot]

[engine roars]

MAN: ♪ Party over here

♪ Party over here,
party over here ♪

♪ Party over here

[ominous music]

[gunshot]

[intense dramatic music]



NICKI: I tagged you guys.

[pop music]

[alarm buzzing]



WOMAN: ♪ Sing your song

♪ And know you're not alone



- Hey, Dad.

- I was hoping I'd see you.

- I'm late.

- Can't believe
my little girl's a junior.

- Yeah.

Breakfast is in the fridge.

- Hey.
Hey.

You take it from behind too?

- Runs in the family, right?

[boys laugh]

- Oh, oh.
Hey, oh. Sorry.

Hey.
Uh, hey.

Which one's the Comm Arts
building, again?

- Are you new here?

- First day.

- Well, Comm Arts
is across the quad.

Avoid the lower T.

It's where the weirdos hang out.

[laughs]

If you got Mr. Eaves,

definitely get
your schedule changed.

And don't use the bathroom
upstairs, Effigee Hall.

- Okay.

[school bell rings]
- Okay.

Well, good luck.

- Yeah, uh--

[upbeat music]



- First-day snap.

Boo, class.

- All right, I know it's hard
to focus the first week back,

but let's settle down.

Phones off.
In your seats.

My name is Ms. Dawson.

This is 11th grade English.

Just making sure you guys
are in the right place.

[door squeaks]

Seat right there.

I will be working with ROTC
as well,

so occasionally you'll be
seeing me in uniform.

- [whistles]

- Let's get one thing straight.

I was one of you
not very long ago.

I love my phone.
I get it.

But I want you to put them away
during class.

I know all the tricks
in the book,

so don't even try it, okay?

I get you.

"Tess of the D'Urbervilles."

Who did the summer reading?

Who are you two brave souls?

- Rowan Fricks.

- Hailey Jensen.

- No disrespect, miss,

but I heard you were
in Afghanistan.

Thank you for serving
our country.

I'm actually planning on joining
when I graduate,

and I was wondering,
how do you have time for books

when you're, like,
annihilating Hajjis?

[scattered laughter]
Am I right?

- You should read more

so you won't sound like
such a dumbass.

[scattered laughter]

Your name?

- Brandon Darrow.

Do you want my number?

How old are you, anyway?

- That's none of your business,
Brandon Darrow.

Did you bring your book?
- Right here.

- How about you open it up
and start reading?

Okay, does everyone have
their book?

Does anyone have their book?
Who has their book?

You might relate to several
of the main themes of this book.

For instance, authority,
judgment.

This book proposes

that if you don't take
responsibility for your actions,

you will be punished,

but who is responsible
for punishing you?

Who gets to judge you...

[phone buzzes]

[speech fades]

[ominous music]



- mOnk3ym4nnn tagged you
in a video.

- It's fake.

I see stuff like that
all the time.

See?

- [screaming]

"Dad falls for it every time."

Fake blood or whatever.

Edit tricks.

- mOnk3ym4nnn.

That's a dumb name.

- It's probably someone we know
just trying to freak us out.

- We don't know
the same people...

anymore.

- Well, you know what I mean.

- Okay, but why us?

There's only one video posted,

and there's only three people
tagged in it:

you, me, and that chick Elisia.

- Who cares?

It's a prank.

- Okay.

Well, I'm glad you have it
all figured out.

- Where are you going?

- I'm gonna go talk to Elisia.

- I'll come with.

I hate history.

- What will the cool kids do
without you?

- Jealous much?

[school bell rings]

- Bye.

- So you know where
she hangs out, right?

Because I know
where she hangs out.

[upbeat music]



So do you recognize
the girl from the video?

- Oh, no,
I've never seen her before.

- How do you know
about this place?

- Everyone knows
about The Grotto.

- [coughing]

You guys friends now or what?

- Shut up.
Go boil your brains.

Hey.

- Elisia?

- So?

- Did you see the video?

- What do you want?

- I want to know who posted it.

- It's not even real.

- About the girl.
- Bye.

- So now what?

- Nothing.
Just forget about it.

It's a joke.

You always get so...

- So what?

- Intense.

Just chill.

- Intense?

You used to be the stress case.
Do you remember that?

- Yeah, well, I don't freak out
over nothing anymore.

- Yeah, your new friends,
they must be really great.

I'm so happy you have them.

[phone beeps]

[scanner beeps]

- $1.69.

[coin clatters]
Damn it.

[laughs]

[bell rings]

WOMAN: ♪ I won't let you down



♪ Even if...

- Hey, you know
those are bad for you.



WOMAN: ♪ I want your love now



♪ Even if if kills me

- Came all the way here?

I thought last night was
such a tease.

- My roommate's really sick.

She's just coughing
on everything.

It's gross.
It's not cute.

- Are you embarrassed for me
to see your dorm room or what?

Like, you got Justin Bieber
posters on the ceiling?

- Nope, you nailed it.
Yeah.

What about your place?

- I have...

kind of a...

messed-up living situation
right now.

- Oh, no.

- [laughs]
Yeah.

WOMAN: ♪ Everybody
has to fight ♪

♪ Everybody has to fight

- Hey! Come on.

WOMAN: ♪ Sometime

- My favorite customer.

- Save it, Ash.
I'm not in the mood.

- Chill, Hailey.

I'm all out of bars,
but I got singles.

What else you want--
roxys, Percs, tranqs?

- Same as last time.
Trail mix.



[clattering]

[wings fluttering]

[light snaps on]

[light explodes]
- [screams]

[thunder rumbling]

[light piano music]



- Good morning, honey.

- Dang, Dad,
you look like crap.

- [laughs]

Oh, these all-nighters
are rough.

- Pops.
- Mm, thank you.

So I heard you watching a movie
in your room last night

when I got home.

You going to bed
at a reasonable hour?

- Careful.
You almost sound like a parent.

Yeah, I just--I sleep better
when it's on

when I'm home alone at night.

- Do I need to switch back
to days?

I mean, you know how it was
at first after everything.

I couldn't sleep anyway.

- Don't worry about it.

Question.
- Shoot.

- Have there been
any recent reports

of missing girls?

My age?

- Why?

- School project.

- What class?

- You know what?
I'll Google it.

Doesn't even matter.

I'm gonna go see Brie.

- Hey.

You'd tell me
if something was up, right?

- Yeah.
Of course.

- Have your sister call me,
please.

[door closes]

- Phone, please.

[classical music playing]

- I looked at your profile
last night.

- You can't go on my phone.

- I didn't.
I looked online.

It's public,
which is concerning.

There's no need to have
bikini pictures.

We talked about that.

Sweetheart.

Did you hear me?

[phone chimes]

- Yeah.

No swimsuit selfies.
Got it.

- [sighs]



- Keys, please?

♪ I'm driving

♪ Oh, I'm driving

♪ Ooh, ooh, I'm driving

♪ I'm driving, I'm driving,
I'm driving... ♪

- Okay, fine.
Straight to school.

Seriously, no--
no Starbucks drive-through.

- But it's mandatory;
I'm a white girl.

- Well, then, white girl,
get something low-fat.

In two weeks,
you have auditions.

[loud music playing]



- Brie!



- Coming down.

WOMAN: ♪ Stained glass
church windows ♪

- Hey, I got tagged
in this weird video at school.

Will you take a look at it?

- Spare me
your high school drama.

[music playing]

[gunshot]

[gunshot]
- That's fake.

Right?

- I think it's real.

- Yeah, it looks real.

Who posted that?

- I was hoping
you could figure that out.

- You know it.

WOMAN: ♪ It gets you
what you want ♪

♪ It gets you
what you want ♪

♪ I'll get you what you want

[knocking at door]

JAKE: Elisia,
it's time for school.

You're gonna be late.

[pounding at door]
Come on.

I'm leaving, if you want a ride.

Or you can walk.

Maybe you'll get there
in time for lunch.

[eerie music plays]

I swear to God, what do
girls do in the bathroom?

[pop music plays]



- Why am I here?
- Damn.

Call me when you turn 18.

- Good to see you too, Brie.

- You guys friends again
or what?

I offered to pay some girls
to kick your ass last year.

Rowan said no.

- Always classy.

So how's "World of Warcraft"?

Is it more or less fun

now that you're
stone-cold sober?

- I don't have time
for that crap anymore.

Today I'm modifying
government records.

- Should probably get
a real job.

- I make more than Dad
just on mining out coin, bish.

- That reminds me.

Dad says to call him.

- Oh, yeah?
That reminds me.

Mom really wants
to get together.

So what do you say?

- I'm busy.

Pretty much always.

- Whatever.
Check this out.

- The video again?

No, I'm not interested.

- You still think it's a prank?

- I don't know.

- So I can't tell you
who posted the video.

The account was created
three days ago,

so the IP address bounces around

to a few different proxy servers
to hide the real one,

and then it just dead-ends.

- Nerd.

- But check this out.

So there's a reflection
of the shooter

in the car window.

I cleaned up the image.

He's wearing a mask.

[ominous music]



- It's a monkey mask.

mOnk3ym4nnn.



- ♪





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