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[whistle blowing]

[crowd cheering]

[man on radio] Good evening, Clifton.

You're tuned into Wolf Football Radio

with Howlin' Hank Jones.

It's Friday night, and that can only mean one thing.

Time to throw on your green and golden,

head down to Clifton High to support your Wolves.

We're counting down a kick-off where quarterback

Reed Johnson will lead off pack

against the Bowman Tigers.

You can still feel the fire in the air

after last week's victory

and tonight's homecoming game is bound

to get the entire town's blood boiling.

So, be sure to give our boys a warm welcome tonight

with your best Clifton howl.

And for any Wolves currently listening,

you know the drill. Go, fight, win!

[Hank howling]

[upbeat music]

[Tim] You know why you are here tonight!

Three state championships in a row!

These young men are your sons, are your students!

They're our community!

I am so proud of these boys

and I cannot say any more

except let's hear the battle cry!

[chanting] Go, go, go, go...

Go, green, green!

[all] Go, green, green! [howling]

Listen, Wolves!

Let's go!

Go, go, go!

[slow dramatic music]

Come on, Wolves! Let's go!

[cheerleaders chanting]

- Let's go! You ready? - Show me you're ready!

Don't tell me you're ready! Show me you're ready!

[cheerleaders] Let's get a little bit rowdy!

Wolves are rowdy!

[mellow music]

Sam?

[indistinct whispering]

Sam!

[sirens wailing]

[indistinct chatter]

- [doctor] Mr. Gleason? - Is she going to be okay?

Samantha's arm is badly burned, but it's treatable.

It's painful, and there'll be some scarring.

- Is she going to be all right? - She will.

Thank you, Reed.

Look, I-I just...

I just wish I had done something before.

Mr. Gleason, it's standard procedure

for us to hold Samantha for 72 hours

after a suicide attempt.

Okay.

And also, since she's a minor,

we have a legal obligation to notify the police

about the sexual assault.

Wait, what?

Hey.

Sam?

Um...

the doctor told me you were attacked.

- Who did this to you? - [door opens]

Sam, who did this to you?

I'm just getting to that.

Detective Jodi Miller.

Where's Mike McGahey?

He retired. I started last week.

Samantha?

Sam?

The paramedic said you told him you were sexually assaulted

by a football player after the game last Saturday.

[whispering] Oh, my god.

I need you to tell me what happened.

Sam? I know this is difficult.

But if you don't talk to me, I can't help you.

I need you to tell me who I should be talking to.

If you can't tell me, maybe you can show me.

This one?

This one?

Him?

You sure?

That's Burch. That's our...

our tailback.

I'm just going to go talk to him.

When she's released from the hospital

and off all of her pain meds, I'd like you to bring her down

to the police station for an official statement.

I'll be in touch.

[door opens, closes]

Sam.

[mellow music]

Like it was our fault we had to forfeit.

Hey, don't worry.

Coach Miller will make sure that scout comes back.

Ooh! I'm not losing my chance at a scholarship

over a little fireball.

Mm. You're sweaty.

Never stopped you before.

Is... Cereal?

Yeah, they said a cop's at the hospital asking questions.

Christopher Burch.

I need you to come with me.

What? Why?

We need to talk.

Why?

Let's discuss that in private, Mr. Burch.

You got any handcuffs?

He might be into that type of thing.

[Christopher] Shove it, Rodriguez.

Can I call my parents?

You can call them from the station.

Let's go.

[camera shutter clicks]

[dramatic music]

[indistinct chatter]

Sam?

Sammy.

They took Christopher Burch in for questioning.

Why just him? Why not everybody else?

Sam, you can't let the team get away with this,

especially Reed.

Reed saved my life.

But he was at the party.

No, he wasn't.

We broke up and he left.

Why would you say that? You weren't even there.

Well, from what I saw online, you weren't even conscious.

Sam... did you black out?

Do you even remember what happened that night?

Sam...

do you remember this?

[softly] No.

- Stop it. Stop it. - Sam.

You tried to kill yourself. There are people there.

- They know what happened. - Stop it!

Stop! Stop it!

- Sam? - Stop!

What are you doing? Get out!

- I was just... - Get out! Get out!

[crying] Stop! Stop it!

I got you. I got you.

It's okay. It's okay. Hey.

Ever since it happened, I can't.

I can't sleep. I can't feel anything.

[indistinct whispering]

I miss Mom.

I know.

[mellow music]

I mean, I knew she was just getting back at Reed, but...

- Reed Johnson? - Yeah, they broke up.

They had a screaming match, she flew out of there.

Sam was... looking for new territory.

Reed's your friend.

He's a Wolf.

And because you're both Wolves,

Reed would think it was just fine

for you to have sex with his girlfriend.

Ex-girlfriend.

Look, we're swimming in a small pool.

Now, I admit I wasn't thinking it all the way through

when she came after me.

She's... really distracting.

So, you're stating that Sam came on to you?

I guess now that she was finally free,

she needed to go crazy.

Oh, so mutually consensual?

Well, totally.

Look, this girl is like a known commodity.

Sam Gleason is just another slutty cheerleader

who woke up hungover and decided

she didn't want to be the girl who just slept

with her ex-boyfriend's best friend.

Seriously.

That is all that's going on here.

Christopher Burch dirty?

What are you doing here?

My sister takes my star player into custody.

- In for questioning. - Without calling me first?

I don't need your permission.

So this really is about my team, isn't it?

No, actually, it's not about your team.

This is about Sam Gleason being in so much pain,

she decided the only thing she could do

was to set herself on fire.

Chris Burch is a good kid.

And what about Sam? Is she a good kid?

I'm not saying that she's not, but I've got scouts coming

to see these kids for their next game,

which is the most important game of their lives.

I need Burch on the field.

Detective Miller.

Mr. Gleason?

Dan, do you need something?

Yeah, Sam, um, we have, we have a thing.

She keeps her mess behind closed doors,

and I don't ask questions.

But I found this... in the back of her closet

where she knows I won't look.

It's Christopher Burch's number.

It's his jersey.

This is it, right? This is the proof you need?

This is possible this could be helpful.

Thank you.

Yeah.

I don't-I don't know what to say to her.

I don't... I don't know what to do.

One day at a time, all right?

Just hang in there. Okay?

[dramatic music]

[music continues]

[breathing heavily]

[groaning]

[Dan] You hungry, Sam?

Sam, you hungry?

I was thinking maybe deep-dish

since all the hospital food and...

Yeah, wh-whatever you want.

I'm not really hungry.

[Dan] Sam, you want some dinner?

[mellow music]

Hello, and welcome to "CHS Live."

I'm your host Grace, and today we will be discussing

life as a Clifton High cheerleader.

We basically run things around here.

But we're not snobs. We're nice to everyone.

- Right, Izzie? - Oh, yeah.

I'm really nice to a certain football player.

[laughter]

I love you guys.

CHS pride! Whoo! Whoo!

We got the test results back from New Jersey.

Unfortunately it doesn't tell us anything

- we don't already know. - Which is what?

That Sam and Christopher were together

the night of the alleged assault.

Alleged? You don't believe me?

It's not about what I believe, Sam.

It's about what I can prove.

Is there anything else you remember from that night?

Just what I already told you.

We were in the locker room,

and then I got in a car with some of the guys.

And then I woke up in New Jersey.

Do you remember which guys?

Come on, there had to be some witnesses,

somebody who saw something!

Dan, Dan, no one has come forward.

Well, then do your job! Find them!

No one's gonna talk to you.

Because Christopher's a Wolf.

This... So you're not keeping...

Dan!

Did you get all your test results?

Yeah, no STDs.

And pregnancy?

I'm on the pill.

That's good. That's good.

So, no long-term physical effects.

This is good.

Lucky me.

You know, when my mom died...

I was sure that that was it...

that that was the one horrible thing in my life

that I would have to deal with.

[chuckles softly] And then this happened.

If you remember anything,

anything at all, you call me.

Understand?

Yeah. I will.

But I hope I don't.

[mellow music]

[slow dramatic music]

You ready?

Well, I'm never really going to be ready.

So, I guess I am as ready as I'll ever be.

[knocking]

[Dan] Reed.

Uh...

I thought I could give you a ride.

You know, you don't have to walk in alone.

Yeah.

I guess you should get going.

[car engine cranks]

I kept hoping you'd stop by.

Yeah, well, um...

we broke up, so, you know,

I wasn't sure if I had visiting rights or not.

- You saved my life. - Yeah.

Yeah, I wasn't sure if you'd be pissed at me for that.

Seriously, Sam, w-why would you light yourself on fire?

Why-why would you do that?

Why don't you tell me what happened that night?

Because all I remember is waking up bruised

and bleeding on the lawn.

I don't-I don't want to hear about that.

No, but it's true. I couldn't even walk.

I had to crawl to my front door.

Sam, stop! Sam.

So, yes.

I tried to light myself on fire.

After a week of not sleeping,

of feeling like I was dead inside,

like I wasn't even alive.

Everything was crashing down on me.

And no one even knew.

When you tackled me...

it felt like the first time that anyone

was actually seeing me...

like I actually existed.

Yeah, the therapist said that, um...

I was in shock from the trauma.

So you...

you weren't actually suicidal?

[chuckles] No.

At least not today.

I heard you, uh...

you talked to the cops about that night.

Yeah.

Well, I tried.

I don't really remember anything.

You don't, um...

you don't actually know what happened, do you?

The night after we left school?

No.

I know how much the Wolves like to brag...

Sam, Sam.

I don't.

Okay? I swear.

So you're not on Team Burch?

No.

No.

Okay.

So now I'm going to ask you something.

Anything.

Just for today,

can we pretend that everything's normal?

Yeah.

[gear lever clacks]

[slow dramatic music]

Hey, I think I've got it from here.

You sure?

Yeah.

Well, thanks for picking me up.

It's just a ride.

[chuckles] I think we both know it's a little more

than just a ride.

Move on, dude.

She did.

Iz, you did not send that to him?

Of course I did.

How else is he going to get through bio?

Hey.

So you're back.

You're okay?

Yeah. Um...

Well, almost back to normal.

We came to visit you... in the hospital.

You did?

I don't remember.

You were asleep.

[bell ringing]

Time to go.

[dramatic music]

Sam, thank God you're back.

Hey, Ms. Somodio.

Practice this afternoon, 3:15.

I'm not going to...

It'll be good for you, okay?

Back on the team, moving on, all right?

Okay.

Are you okay?

I'm fine. Stop asking me that.

[cell phone buzzes]

[cell phone buzzes]

Sam, good, you're here. Let's get stretching.

[laughs]

How many times do I have to tell you, huh?

No cell phones in practice.

This is the third time this season, right?

It's mine for the rest of it. Let's go, take a knee.

All of you guys over here.

Now, I don't know what the hell is going on here,

but you need to get your heads in the game.

We've got scouts coming.

Some of your careers are on the line.

It's time to get to work. Are you good with that?

[all] Yes, Coach.

- Are you good with that? - [all] Yes, Coach!

All right. Where the hell is Bur...

Nice of you to grace us with your presence, Burch.

Uh, yeah, just got out of lockdown.

- [scattered chuckles] - Y'all think that's funny?

Go out there and give me 50 right now.

[Izzie] Lee! Lee, wait.

You have to get that phone back.

Remember those selfies I sent you?

What do you want me to do? It's Coach.

[cheerleaders] Let's go, Wolves!

Let's get a little bit rowdy!

Wolves are, whoo-whoo, rowdy!

Izzie, watch your wrists with the high Vs.

Other than that, we're looking good.

Sam, let's work on that bleacher beat

you choreographed.

Give me a "W"!

Sam, wait.

Real classy, ladies.

[Dan] You gotta eat, Sammy.

Why?

Because eating is part of normal,

and that's what we're trying to do here, right?

We're trying to be normal.

I'm not gonna be normal again, Dad.

That's what we said when Mom died.

And we were right.

[sighs]

We'll find a way to work through this, okay?

We'll get a-a private investigator,

a lawyer or something, we'll move.

Thought you said we couldn't afford to sell the house.

[car horn blares]

We can't do anything about it.

This is our new normal.

Welcome to the new normal, Dad.

[Hank on radio] Another Friday, another shot

at glory for Clifton Wolves.

Tonight, the pack squares off

against the Fairview Centurions.

We've got a hot streak going,

so let's help our boys get another win.

See you at the field.

[mellow music]

[scoffs] Morons.

Come with me.

- Where? - Does it matter?

[Sam sobs]

Do you know?

What?

What happened to me?

Like, the photos that you showed me

in the hospital.

[sniffles] I went online the morning after...

just to try to figure out what happened to me that night.

And everyone's photo wheels, their waves,

their feeds, everything was gone.

I know something happened, I just don't know what.

They took it down.

After being total idiots,

they got smart and took it down.

But-but you saw it.

I saw it, and I have it.

You have it?

Everything from that night.

Pictures, photos, everything, I have it all.

Why?

Because despite the fact that you haven't talked to me

in five years, you were at one time

my best friend,

and I am and will always be on Team Sam.

[mellow music]

Did you show it to anyone? Send it to the cops?

No, I wanted you to see it first.

[sighs]

Sam, do you remember any of this?

[Sam] I don't even know how that could be me.

[Dan] Could they have... I don't know.

Could they have Photoshopped it or something?

[Sam] I don't think so.

I just pulled everything I could find.

It's not really in any order.

When was this? Sam?

I don't know.

I wanted to archive it as fast as I could

before people took it down.

There's even a tweet here. "Dudes, crush this feed now."

And Humanoid, he wrote "32."

- Christopher's jersey number. - Exactly.

What happened to the uniform you were wearing that night?

I don't know. I had to get a new one.

So when are you gonna do it?

- Arrest them. - Arrest who?

Just a bunch of kids with social media pages.

All these people were there that night.

Genji, that's Rob McCarthy.

Wolf Lee, that's Lee Mathers.

Stockboy, his profile has been deleted,

but I'm sure that can be figured out.

Grace Carron is Tastic.

All these people know what really happened.

Look, you've done an incredible job.

I appreciate everything you've done.

Appreciate?

So you're not gonna charge anyone?

I don't have anything to charge anyone with.

We brought you all of this evidence!

It isn't evidence.

This is just a bunch of people

saying a bunch of things on social media.

Texting, writing, that's proof.

That's written testimony.

Right now, it's just hearsay, but I'm hopeful...

Sam was just violated...

and a lot of people know what happened.

They posted about it. They talked about it.

They took pictures of it.

But none of them did anything to stop it.

They just stood by and let it happen,

and that's not okay!

Frankie... Frankie...

Don't get me wrong.

What you girls brought me is an excellent starting point,

but I need evidence in order to make a case.

Proof.

But you're looking at the pictures.

That is proof.

Are those Christopher Burch's hands?

I don't know.

Well, whose hands are they?

I don't know. I don't think I know him.

Hmm, could be anyone.

Did you give him permission to touch you?

No.

You said you don't remember anything.

How do you know you didn't say yes?

Because I know.

Did you and Reed ever have sex?

What?

[Jodi] Did you and Reed Johnson ever have sex?

What does it have to do with anything?

Yes or no? Sam?

- Reed was my boyfriend. - So?

S-so, yes.

Prior to the night in question,

have you had any sexual encounter

with Christopher Burch?

- No. - Are you sure?

We made out once in a closet, but that was it.

Okay, so you do have a sexual history with Christopher.

You're calling seven minutes of heaven

in the sixth grade a history?

Were you looking to continue that seven minutes

- the night of the party? - No.

Because Christopher says you did.

Well, you just told me you don't remember

anything from that night, so how would you know

that you weren't looking to continue

your sexual relationship with Christopher

the night in question?

I'm not interested in Christopher in that way.

You had a fight with your boyfriend.

Maybe you were just trying to get him a little jealous.

I broke up with Reed, not the other way around.

What about the other boys on the team?

Have you slept with any of them?

You said you were so drunk that you blacked out.

How do I know that Christopher isn't telling the truth

that you wanted to have sex with him

as much as he wanted to have sex with you?

That you wanted all of them to watch?

That's enough!

That's enough.

I don't know what you're doing.

You're testing me to see if I'm ready for this.

I need you to know this is gonna be hard.

Now, if we do this,

if we really go after them,

you can't doubt yourself, Sam.

Because that's what they want you to do.

They want you to roll with it and be quiet.

And you have got to be loud.

- Hey. - So what'd they say?

They're gonna bring everyone in for questioning.

All right, good.

What?

You just got really angry in there.

So? Is there a problem with that?

Aren't you supposed to, like,

be the change you wanna see in the world?

No, I get that.

I just, I don't think anyone's

ever stuck up for me like that.

Then you haven't been hanging out with the right people.

I know.

I think you're probably right about that.

Sam, you can't let them get away with this.

It's not right.

It makes it like it's okay, and it's just not.

I know.

That's why I need you to stay angry.

I need you to stay angry so that I can do this.

Do what?

Fight.

Fight back.

We need to look at everything.

We need to piece it together,

figure out what actually happened

so we can figure out who's to blame.

Aren't the cops doing that?

Okay, Detective Miller literally just asked me

what a hashtag was.

[both chuckle]

I think we're gonna have to do this ourselves.

Okay, I'm gonna need a printer

and a whiteboard and some snacks.

Actually, like, lots and lots of snacks.

Yeah, let's go.

Let's go.

Thanks.

So you really think Burch forced that girl to have sex with him?

Yeah, just can't prove it.

Well, even if you did, what happens next?

What do you mean?

She was so drunk, she doesn't remember it.

How will you ever know she didn't consent?

Well, she wasn't capable of consent.

How do you prove that without a toxicology report?

So when are you gonna start

to bring them all in for questioning?

Tonight. Why?

Just want to let the switchboard know

to get ready for some death threats.

Hey, Dad?

Dad.

Frankie's coming over tonight to work on the timeline with me,

so we're just gonna order dinner, okay?

Fine. Whatever.

Are you mad at me?

No.

Okay, that was really believable.

Dad, you knew that I was having sex with Reed.

If you didn't want me to, then you shouldn't have taken me

to the doctor to get on the pill.

What would that have done for you?

I just wanted you to be careful.

- And I was. - You weren't.

- Dad. - Sam, you weren't careful.

Why did you do it, Sammy? Why'd you have to get so drunk?

I didn't mean to.

I taught you better than that.

I told you people do stupid things when they're wasted.

You have to do everything you can to protect yourself.

And not getting drunk and putting on a condom...

I know. And buckling my seat belt!

You told me a thousand times! I know!

Then why didn't you, why didn't you do it, Sammy?

I had too much.

- That's not... - I was sad!

I wanted to have a good time. I don't know what I did.

People kept handing me drinks, and I kept drinking them because

it felt good to forget about the rules and being careful!

I'm always careful, Dad!

- I made a mistake. - You damn well did.

Stop acting like what happened to me was my fault.

Sammy, I don't, I don't think that.

I just know I taught you better.

Well, obviously, I didn't learn.

[mellow music]

[Tim] We got scouts coming from Westlake next week.

You just took my entire team in.

I don't think you understand

what football means to this town.

Being a Wolf means that these kids have a shot

at having a better life than their fathers

who are still unemployed since the economy went belly up,

better than their mothers that drive an hour to clean

some rich guy's vacation home.

Football is a passport to the world for these kids.

They get scholarships. They get to go to college.

They get educations.

They got a shot at making their life better.

And they thank me for it.

They call me and they say,

"Thank you, Coach, for the house, for the job,"

for their kids, for their lives.

Their parents will stop their cars in the middle

of the street and say, "Coach, thank you for saving my son.

Thank you for turning their crap

into a pot of gold."

And that's commendable, truly,

but it doesn't mean they get to do whatever they want

to whoever they want.

They are not above the law.

I am not saying that.

All I'm saying is that they're kids.

They all got drunk, and they took some pictures.

Do they really deserve to lose everything for that?

If they broke the law, they do.

[sighs] This isn't even about the kids.

This is about me, isn't it?

Tim. Come on, don't be ridiculous.

I moved here to try to have a relationship with you.

You moved here because you were broke.

And I helped you to get this job.

I was broke because I was taking care of our mother,

something you didn't have time for.

- My kids needed me. - Mm-hmm.

And I have a job to do.

Well, you keep on digging.

My Wolves aren't gonna tell you anything.

[door shuts]

I need you to sign this, and I need your phone.

I just got this one.

You're a Wolf. You know what to do.

Reed Johnson.

Come with me.

Okay, we start here,

the end of the game, around 9:30.

[Sam] And we end up...

right here, at my house in the morning.

Only if you're up for it, Sam.

Yeah.

That's all right.

[Reed] She was mad, and-and we fought.

So I, uh, I left.

I shouldn't have. It, um...

You didn't go back to the Wolf after-party?

No, I, I was pissed, okay?

I, uh...

I didn't really wanna see her.

So, you had no idea what happened next?

I turned my phone off.

Look, she was texting me,

and I didn't really wanna see that either.

Later, I heard there were some photos and videos

that went up online.

By the time I went looking for those...

they were gone.

Do you think Sam wanted to have sex

with Christopher Burch?

I don't know.

Before...

Before, before, before.

So, you went to the Wolf after-party

with Isabel and Sam, huh?

Well... we snuck into the locker room.

We didn't really have to go anywhere.

But you hung out there together.

She was too busy fighting with Reed to hang out with me.

And after he left?

We had a few drinks.

She had a few more.

She complained about him.

Boring.

We're all hanging out drinking in the locker room.

Sam and Reed had another blowout,

and I was with my girlfriend, and Sam came out

and just snatched my drink out of my hand and downed it.

[Sam] Wolf Lee. "Oh, mighty red cup,

in you she will drown."

[Grace] The party was basically over.

I just wasn't having any fun.

And Izzie had left because she had to fly to her grandmother's

birthday party really early the next morning.

So how was Sam supposed to get home?

She dissed my boy Reed.

I mean, he loves her too much, so she dumps him.

And then she's single for three seconds

and she's coming on to my buddy?

[dramatic music]

[Jodi] You took this picture?

[Jordan] Action shot.

And then what?

We were bored. The party broke up.

[Jodi] And you drove.

[Jordan] Look, I just thought it was fun, okay?

It started to rain, and Sam was acting really wild.

[Sam] Looks like I was having fun.

So? You're allowed to have fun.

And where are we going?

- Nowhere. - Nowhere?

Where else is there to go around here?

And what happened on your way to nowhere?

I don't know, they were in the back joking around.

What were they doing?

I don't know. I was driving, okay?

[Frankie] That's Jordan. That's Chris, and that's Lee.

So who's taking this photo?

I don't know.

What was I gonna do? Force her to leave?

You didn't answer any of her texts.

I thought you two were friends?

I was asleep.

Really?

'Cause it looks like you and Izzie

had a long conversation, right about that time.

Izzbot. "I'm not answering,

and I'm definitely not going to go get her.

I'll get in so much trouble, not fair.

She gets drunk. I get grounded more."

A conversation you later deleted.

Look...

I wasn't supposed to be online.

My parents check up on me.

It's not fair. I left.

She should know better than to get trash like that.

[Sam] I don't even know what I was trying to say.

It's not like they tried to find out.

Maybe they did.

Come on.

[Jodi] So you and Sam are best friends?

Not anymore.

We have pictures from the party before you left.

Looks like you two were having a great time.

I guess.

There are a lot of pictures on that phone you sent us.

Some of them are pretty revealing.

So? That's my phone. It's private.

No.

It's not.

Not when you send pictures of yourself

to your boyfriend Lee.

Izzie, Sam is your friend.

She got hurt that night.

Do you have anything you wanna tell me?

Reed is Lee's best friend.

She dumped Reed and slept with another Wolf.

I couldn't be friends with her even if I wanted to.

Haven't we talked enough about this already?

[Jodi] The last time we talked, you didn't say anything

about a car ride, Christopher?

You didn't say anything about the park.

You didn't say anything about there being other boys there.

[chuckles] Somehow you left out

all these little details that you're telling me today.

I didn't see why I should get my boys into trouble

when they didn't do anything wrong!

It's bad enough you think I did something wrong.

You don't think what you did with Sam was wrong?

Not when she wanted it just as much as I did.

"Car ride? Sam, Christopher, Jordan and Lee.

Any other guys? Who else was there?"

I got a text to meet some Wolves at Grand Park.

I drove there and we got out, and we were hanging around.

I started joking with Sam about a photo shoot,

but everybody there was screwing around.

Everybody.

And then I took a walk so they could...

They wanted me to take a walk.

Wait a minute.

Are you saying that Chris and Sam had sex in your car?

Give me your keys.

The guys came back after we were finished.

We dropped her off at home,

and we went to get something to eat.

And that's it.

Oh... she wanted the jersey.

Like a, uh, prize, you know?

Something that cheerleaders do. They collect them.

I'm sure she has a few.

Did she ever say no?

No.

Was she conscious?

Totally.

She was kind of a screamer.

Are we done?

[Frankie] "Booyah! She looks trashed."

Stockboy. "Oh, she's trash, all right.

#cheerleader, and she's coming my way."

[Sam] Who's Stockboy?

I don't know. I can't figure that out.

It just stops.

[Sam] It doesn't stop.

It never stops.

No, I mean there.

From 2:17 till just past 3:00, nothing.

It's not nothing. It's missing from my mind.

It's missing from my life. It's not nothing.

Nothing from the boys.

We have texts

between Izzie and Grace and the other cheer girls

and waves from that guy we don't know.

But what happened between 2:17 and 3:00 a.m.?

[suspenseful music]

[mellow music]

[door opens]

[suspenseful music]

Look for a cheerleader uniform, anything with Wolves colors.

[cell phone buzzes]

Vivian, what you got?

[Vivian] Well, Jordan's car is a dead end.

A couple of long blonde hairs that could be Sam's,

but all that would prove is that they gave her a ride home.

No uniform, no semen, no evidence of anything

except fast-food wrappers and rank sweatpants.

Okay.

Well, we'll just keep on going.

Um, Jordan's parents are upset that you seized his car.

I don't care.

Tell them he can have it back after we finish with it.

Okay.

[music continues]

[mellow music]

[girl] Go! Ah! Let's get a little bit rowdy!

Wolves are a little bit rowdy!

[giggles]

[music continues]

Frankie?

Hey, how hard is it to post something on the school blog?

Dude, I am the school blog.

What do you want to post?

[Sam] Everything.

Because people need to know what happened.

They need to know that it can happen to anybody,

and someone out there has to know what happened to me

between 2:17 and 3:00.

Okay.

[Hank on radio] This Wolf pack is unstoppable...

I hate modern art. All art, actually.

What's going on?

[suspenseful music]

This is good, right?

Is this good?

Look, someone saw the car at the park that night.

Good. Let's send her to Jodi.

Look at this, "Brave soul #cheerleader."

Wait, really?

Really.

Okay. [chuckles]

[Vivian] Why is she doing this, putting everything out there?

She's making sure it doesn't happen again.

[knock on door]

This can't be taken down?

It's gonna live forever on the Internet,

and it's gonna follow her wherever she goes.

This is about Sam owning what happened to her.

She needs the world to know the truth.

I don't sleep.

I know it's hard to understand.

I know.

All I do is I see those photos

over and over in my head.

And then I think...

what if her mother had seen them?

And for the first time...

First time, I'm glad she's not here

to see what I let happen to our little girl.

No, no, there's nothing you could have done.

Nothing.

I see him.

They live four blocks away from us,

and every time that I see him, I...

I think, is this gonna be the day

that I can't stop myself from killing him.

I mean, you questioned these guys all day.

Don't you, don't you wanna kill 'em?

Yeah.

Honestly...

sometimes, yeah.

But I'd rather put them in jail.

Dan, I know this is hard.

It's unbearable.

Sam needs you.

She needs you to be her dad.

[suspenseful music]

[indistinct yelling]

[laughing and grunting]

Ah. That's what I'm talking about, boys.

What the hell? Hey!

Oh, shoot.

Come back here.

[laughter]

What the hell is wrong with you, Burch, huh? Huh?

Have you lost your damn mind?!

Now what if somebody saw you?

- I'm trying to help you here! - What does it matter?

Why does that bitch get to ruin our lives

if she doesn't remember any of it?

Those recruiters look at the site, Coach.

It doesn't matter what happened.

I'm never getting into their school.

It doesn't matter that I was drunk, too?!

I was drunk, too!

All right, come on. Okay. Come on, Burch.

- No. No. - Burch.

Burch, don't play with me. Come here!

Yeah, I'm looking at it.

Okay.

I'll call you back.

[suspenseful music]

[sighs]

Did you see Lee Mathers' face?

Mm-hmm! It was, like, amazing, oh, my gosh.

Wait, do that again, but do it more Neanderthal.

[both laugh]

Let me see.

No, I'm posting that.

Don't post that.

Girls, have we had enough of the postings?

Posting and tagging "my new BFF."

- Give it to me. - Oh, my gosh.

There's a new video on the blog.

- What is it? - Oh, my God.

It's from 2:30 a.m. that night.

I wanna take on all of you. Every single one.

That's good, right?

[Sam on video] I wanna take on all of you.

Every single one.

I wanna take on all of you.

Every single one.

I wanna take on all of you.

Every single one.

- I wanna take on all of you. - All of you.

- Every single one. - Every single one.

- Sam... - I'm sorry.

I can't keep watching it.

"All of you.

Every single one."

Like-like the entire football team?

I'm sorry. I didn't know.

[mellow music]

[Sam on TV] You want me to take on all of you?

Every single one?

You want me to take on all of you?

Every single one?

You want me to take on all of you?

Every single one?

[knock on door]

Go away.

[knock on door]

Leave me alone.

Hey.

What are you doing here?

Why aren't you at school?

I'm sick.

I think I have mono.

Mm.

You ever talk to her?

Excuse me?

Your mom.

You ever talk to her?

You know, like when you're in the car driving somewhere?

You ever tell her something you think she'd wanna hear?

Sometimes.

Yeah.

How'd you know?

My mom just passed away a couple months ago.

I got 20 years on you,

and I still want to tell my mom everything.

I'm so sorry to hear that.

Yeah.

Well, Coach Miller must be happy.

About what?

That it's over.

[laughs] Oh! No, no, no.

No. It's not over.

It's not?

No.

I need you to look at something.

[Sam] No, I can't watch it again.

You have to because I need to see if you recognize

where this is. It's not the school.

I already told you, I don't-I don't know.

Sam.

Please, Sam, just give it another try.

Okay. Play it.

You want me to take on all of you?

Wait.

Right there.

Isn't that Reed's bag?

Wait... why would Reed's bag be there?

[suspenseful music]

So did you just watch or what?

- Sam, don't do this. - What did you tell the cops?

Look, I gave them the address of the house that you were at.

You were there. I saw your bag.

You were there, and you lied to me.

I didn't see anything, okay?

I just came back to get my bag.

And there you were with the guys.

Well, did you tell the cops what the guys did to me?

I told the cops everything I know.

Okay, what else do you want me to do?

I-I want you to be on my side!

I want you to stick up for me!

I want you to hit somebody!

I want you to be angry! I want you to do something!

You know me.

You know me better than anybody.

I don't care if I was drunk.

Do you seriously think I wanted to have sex

with the entire football team?

I don't know.

You should.

You know me.

[dramatic music]

Oh, what's your problem?

You are.

[car lock beeps]

[Tim] Please tell me you're looking for a Band-Aid.

- Coach. - What could you possibly want

that I haven't already given you?

You shouldn't have sent out that video of her, Coach.

You don't know a damn thing.

But I know that you went and talked to the police.

I had to. They saw my backpack there.

They knew I was there.

Well, then you let the police do their job.

You're putting your teammates' lives in jeopardy.

Did you see what they did to Sam?

I'm sorry what happened to that girl.

But as much as you don't wanna hear this,

she knew exactly what she was doing.

You know what?

For the last three years, I let myself believe

that you knew what was best for me.

That-that you looked out for me in a way

that nobody else ever has.

But I can't live like this.

I can't live like this, knowing what really happened.

All right, you-you go look.

Look around here. I don't have that damn phone.

But you remember,

whatever happens is on you.

Hey! Hey!

You forgot this.

Oh, thank you. Thanks.

Yeah. No problem.

Are you a fan?

No, I just wear the shirt.

I saw them in concert last summer.

- At the Pond? - Yeah.

- I was there. - Yeah, they were great.

- I was there, too. - Oh.

Wish I'd run into you then.

Could have seen you do all those cheerleading moves a lot sooner.

You really know how to support the team.

The entire team!

"CHS, you're the best!

Let me show you all my... Oh, I-I'm so drunk.

I don't know what I'm doing."

Hey, hey, what are you doing?

Taking your photo, Stockboy.

[indistinct radio chatter]

[suspenseful music]

Green, green 18, set, hike!

[laughs] Oh, yeah! Oh, yeah!

[siren wails]

[music continues]

- What now? - Hi, guys!

If you hear your name called, put your hand in the air.

Lee Mathers! Jordan Rodriguez! And Christopher Burch!

At my practice, really?

Your boys are gonna learn

that they need to be held responsible.

These are good kids, Jodi.

I got an eyewitness that says otherwise

and DNA evidence on a uniform.

We're done.

[Vivian] You have the right to remain silent.

Anything you say can and will be used against you

in a court of law.

You have the right to an attorney.

If you cannot provide one, one will be provided for you.

You know what?

Locking my boys up is not gonna change what happened to you.

What happened to me?

What did happen to me, Tim?

No, no, no. I'd like to hear it.

All I'm saying is... destroying these kids' futures

is not gonna change what happened to you in the past.

Look, you were drunk with Roger Nelson, okay?

We all were drunk.

We were kids doing foolish things.

We can't change that.

How many times do I have to apologize?

We can't change what happened.

Change it? No.

Make me feel like I've given an incredibly brave

17-year-old girl the right to stand up for herself,

that I've made this world a slightly better place?

Absolutely.

See, I believe in what I do for a living, baby brother.

I hope you can say the same.

[suspenseful music]

The DA made a deal with Oren White

and Ryan Cook Patrick, aka Stockboy,

for naming some of the guys that were there,

so they're gonna do some time, but we still don't have anyone

speaking to Sam's ability to give consent.

And my uniform?

The only DNA match we found was to Christopher Burch.

So what does that mean?

He's 18. She's 17.

Charges are dropped to assault,

but the case would be stronger if we could get

some of the guys who were there to talk.

That's all?

All of this, and that's all that happens?

It's something, Sam. It's not everything.

But, honey, it's something.

[mellow music]

You okay?

Maybe. You?

Maybe.

Hey, hey, hey.

What is that? [sighs] You hate tattoos.

You always said you couldn't understand how somebody

could do something so permanent to their body.

I've changed.

Plus, it feels like being raped is kind of permanent, so...

I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that.

No, no, it's fine, it's just that every time

I see that tattoo, I'm gonna think about it.

I'm gonna think about what they did to you.

Or you can think about how hard I'm fighting back.

Maybe you can think about that.

- [door opens] - Vivian, is that you?

[Sam on speaker] No! Stop it! Get off of me!

[Sam grunting]

You think I want to take on all of you?

Every single one.

[Sam yelling indistinctly]

[crying] No! No!

[Christopher on speaker] Turn her over! Whoo!

Hold her down.

Come on, hey!

Where's the trophy for the most valuable player, huh?

[Sam grunting and screaming]

Shut the door!

No! No!

No!

[indistinct yelling]

[Sam] So Izzie took it.

So we'd know it's Lee's phone.

And Lee uploaded the video.

Have you watched it?

Yes.

And is it enough to arrest them?

Yes.

You sure you wanna see this?

Yeah.

Do you realize what this scholarship would do for me?

Reed, if you're gonna leave, just leave now.

Babe, it wouldn't be until the end of the year.

You're throwing away all of our plans, everything!

I'm not gonna wait around for that to become a reality.

Enough of the Sam soap opera.

- [mumbling] - [kisses]

[Jordan] Teamwork! Teamwork, man.

- [rock music playing] - [laughter]

[Jordan] Wolves, baby!

[both] Let's get a little bit rowdy!

Wolves are...

whoo-whoo rowdy!

Rowdy! Wolves are rowdy, baby!

[man howls]

Hey, hey, guys, guys, you know Oren, right?

He just texted me, and nobody's home.

- Oh! - Let's go! Let's go!

[clamoring]

Let's get this party started, all right?

Let's go! Wolves, baby!

[indistinct chatter]

Why'd we get so many small bottles?

Yo, Burch, come over here and wake her up.

Are you getting this?

No, I'm just standing here with a camera.

Get out of here.

Hey, Sammy.

Come on, wake up. We want you to show us some more tricks.

[Jordan] Come on, girl, show us what you learned.

[Christopher] Ready? "V" is for?

Victory, victory, victory. [laughs]

Oh, wait, wait, I didn't look pretty for the picture.

[Christopher] You look pretty enough, Sam.

Thank you.

[Jordan] Hey, Sam, tilt your head back.

Hey, dude, come over here and take her shirt off.

It'll make her more comfortable.

Go, team. Go, team.

Don't you miss Reed, Sammy? I miss Reed.

Reed? No.

No, Reed and I are so done. We're so done.

[upbeat music]

Hey, Sammy...

come here.

- What are you doing? - Come here.

Gonna do some more jumps?

Oh, yeah, we are. Oh, yeah.

Yeah. Yeah.

Come on.

- Yeah. - Yeah.

There you go, man, there you go, man.

No!

Stop it! Get off me!

[laughs]

[dramatic music]

[panting]

You think I wanna take on all of you?

Every single one.

[sobs] It's not what I want.

- It's not what I... - Get her back here.

It's not what I want. It's not what I want!

- No! - Turn her over, whoo!

Hold her down. Come on.

Hey, where's the trophy for the most valuable player, huh?

Get off me! No!

Shut the door!

[Sam crying] No! No!

[screams] No!

[voices continue indistinctly]

[Jordan] Hey, man, what's up? I thought you left.

- What's up, guys? - What's going on?

I forgot something.

Yeah, yeah, gimme one of those.

[Sam] I know you.

Please.

I know you.

Sam, come on.

[Jordan] Look, man, she was into it.

If you want a turn, she's ready.

[Christopher] Shut up, man.

[Reed] She's cold, that girl of yours.

We were just warming her up.

Relax.

Give me your phone.

[sniffles]

Oh...

Oh, my God. [sniffles]

Dad? Dad?

Dad?

[siren wailing]

[both grunting]

Dad, no! It's all right.

Dad! Dad!

It's okay.

You have to arrest him.

- I'm okay. - He assaulted me!

Assaulted you?

I'm sorry, Christopher, I didn't see anything.

Did you tape it?

No!

It'll be okay.

[mellow music]

- Jodi? - Sam.

It happened again.

A basketball team took two 14-year-old girls

into a basement.

- [sighs] - I'm talking to lawyers

and answering questions over and over.

And the Wolves, they're still playing football.

They're released on bail until the trial.

No, it's not fair.

No, you're right. It's not.

I'm sorry.

It's okay, totally understandable.

I just...

I don't know what to do next.

I wanna do something.

Something big, you know?

That screams to the world that this is not okay.

Then do it.

Find a way.

How?

And what if people don't believe me?

What if they just look at me and say that

that I got what I deserved?

Are you really scared of that now?

Now that you know the truth?

You are one of the bravest people I've ever met, Sam.

And if you need to be heard...

make sure you are loud.

Jodi?

Thank you.

Hm. For what?

That's your drive.

Not for that.

You're welcome.

[rap music playing, crowd cheering]

[players shouting]

[male announcer] And off to Michaels.

[indistinct], a ten-yard gain.

First of the tens for Wolves.

Two minutes left for first quarter.

Wolves lead six to zero.

[upbeat music]

[players shouting]

[whistle blows]

[whistle blows]

[crowd cheering]

Reed Johnson... drops back.

[indistinct]

I think that brings it down to 20 yard game.

[crowd cheering]

[microphone feedback]

[Sam on speaker] You want me to take on all of you?

Every single one.

It's not what I want. It's not what I want.

It's not what I want!

- No! - Turn around! Whoo!

[Christopher] Hold her down! Come on! Hey!

Where's the trophy for the most valuable player, huh?

Stop it! Stop!

[Sam] No! No!

[screams] No!

You want me to take on all of you?

Every single one.

- It's not what I want. - Get her back here.

It's not what I want. It's not what I want!

No!

[Christopher] Turn around! Whoo!

Hold her down! Come on! Hey!

Where's the trophy for the most valuable player, huh?

[Sam screaming]

[Christopher] Shut the door!

[Sam] No!

No!

You want me to take on all of you?

Every single one.

It's not what I want.

- It's not what I... - Get her back here.

It's not what I want. It's not what I want!

No!

[Christopher] Turn around! Whoo!

Hold her down! Come on! Hey!

Where's the trophy for the most valuable player, huh?

[Sam] No!

No!

[screaming] No!

[dramatic music]

[music continues]

[instrumental music]

[music continues]