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[♪♪]

[Maddy] Where are you going?

[Erik] You'll never let me live down the restraining order!

[Maddy] Why are you bringing up the restraining order, always?

Because it's not about us anymore, Maddy!

The divorce is final!

It's time for you to figure out

what living life on your own looks like.

Well, I never wanted the divorce.

I didn't want it for you or for me, or for Mia.

See, there it is-- right there!

It is always about what you want!

Mommy!

Leave Mommy alone!

Oh!

It's okay, sweetie. It's okay.

Mommy's okay.

[Erik] We'll finish this another time.

Mommy can always count on you, can't she?

Like we always say--

"...Together forever, no matter whatever!"

Oh, my sweet girl.

[♪♪]

[loud knocking on door]

[pounding]

[phone buzzing, text alerts chiming]

Mia, it's your mom!

Let me help you!

[water running]

[thumping persistently]

Mia, I know you're in there.

I hear your phone blowing up.

[thumping]

Mia!

Oh...

[text alert chiming]

[multiple text alerts chiming]

[water running]

No...

No. Oh, no, oh, no.

No. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

-Mia! -[pounding]

[water running]

[breath shaking]

[♪♪]

My mother's always been someone

who doesn't back down from a challenge.

That's why, in my freshman year,

when I thought all hope was lost

and my life didn't matter,

my mom taught me to reinvent myself.

She said

to do what's necessary,

to take action.

There's a reason I avoided the cafeteria

and other crowded places at school--

it's because I wanted to be invisible.

Back then,

some of you made fun of me

because my family didn't live on the same side of town.

Didn't have the same kind of money.

I was only in school here

because my mom was hired as the music teacher,

but I managed to make an actual friend--

someone who also wanted to be invisible,

but still, I was harassed...

bullied.

One day, some freshmen cornered me,

throwing pennies while mocking me

for not coming from a wealthy family.

It was my mom who suggested

I take those pennies and start my own charity.

And, three and a half years later,

me and my bestie

have raised over $20,000

for Portland's most active animal rescues.

-Whoo-hoo! -[crowd applauding]

A lot of you contributed--

even some of you who threw those pennies.

It's like my mom always says,

"What goes wrong can be made right."

So, as some of you made fun of me freshman year,

I don't want you feeling guilty.

I want you feeling empowered,

because, weirdly,

you've contributed to something really good,

and even helped me realize

I want to open my own animal hospital one day.

That was then,

and this is now,

and as most of us get ready to close out senior year

in a couple months,

it's a good time to remember

we're all in this together.

Each one of us matters,

and bullying has no place in anyone's lives.

-[applauding] -[cheering]

Well done, Mia.

I knew you were the perfect student

to talk to this class about bullying.

Does this mean I can count on you

for my recommendation letter to UNEF?

Well, with your high marks,

I don't think you're gonna need it,

but absolutely.

[Mia] Thank you.

Mia's a real chip off the old block.

Oh, wasn't she so great?

Look, I know you guys have plans tonight,

but there's something you and I should probably talk about,

if you have some time before school lets out.

Is everything okay?

Yeah...

Yeah, I just--

[Maddy] Hey, can we pick this up later?

[background chatter, indistinct]

[Mia giggles]

Oh, my god! I was so nervous.

Thank God you were in the audience.

That's exactly how I felt

when you transferred here in the ninth grade.

There's no way I would've made it

through these past three years without you as my co-pilot.

Oh, same!

Think the Jet-Set remembers it was them

making it rain pennies freshman year?

I hope so.

Not that I wanna throw shade at them...

Okay, well, maybe just a little shade.

Listen, if I don't get something off my chest,

-I'm gonna-- -Hey.

I heard you talking to Principal Allen

about going to University of Northeast Florida.

[Mia] Their pre-veterinarian medicine program is the best--

assuming I get my scholarship.

Yeah. I'm going there, too.

No way!

Yeah, it's been the plan since sophomore year.

How cool is it-- we'll both know somebody so far away from home.

That's amazing.

[♪♪]

Erik! Wait!

Told you I wasn't gonna miss our daughter's speech.

Well, I'm glad you got off of work.

Aren't you gonna go congratulate Mia?

I'm sure she's busy with kids her own age.

I'll just catch up with her at our monthly breakfast.

Erik.

It's important to me for you to have a relationship with Mia.

You got a funny way of showing it over the years.

Oh, don't tell me

you're gonna bring up the restraining order?

Like you'd ever let me forget it?

Look, that's water under the bridge,

but what's not

is Mia leaving for college, starting her own life.

All things that I want for her.

Only you've never handled separation all that well.

Oh, look who's talking--

the guy I divorced over a decade ago?

Same old Maddy.

[chuckles]

You're right-- I'm wrong.

The whole empty-nest thing's closer than you think.

Pretty soon, it's gonna be just you.

You prepared for that?

-[door thuds] -[engine starts]

Is everything all right?

Nothing to worry about.

I invited Erik.

You can call him "Dad," you know.

After everything he put you through?

He's lucky "Erik" is all I call him.

You never cease to amaze me.

I got it from my mother.

[both] "Together forever, no matter whatever!"

-[both laughing] -I'm so proud of you!

Oh, my god.

You did such a great job.

Oh, thanks, Mom.

[choir voices rising] ♪ ...Everybody loves my baby ♪

♪ But my baby don't love nobody but me ♪

♪ Nobody but me ♪

♪ That's why I'm telling you ♪

♪ Everybody wants my baby ♪

♪ But my baby ♪

♪ Don't want nobody But me ♪

♪ That's plain to see ♪

♪ Bop-- ♪

Ah!

Très excellent, ladies and gentlemen--

or however you identify your talented selves.

Brad, watch your tone.

Someone's feeling herself after her daughter was all,

"My mom's the best mom ever" speech.

[snickering]

Do you have something you'd like to share, Emma?

I do, Ms. K.

Okay?

Uh, do you have Zinger?

Not that I'm aware of. Do I need to see a doctor?

[giggling]

Okay. Scan the comments.

Our Honors Chorus is getting shredded online.

Something Zoey knows all about.

Oh, yes, you do know about cyberbullying, don't you?

That was, like, forever ago.

I'm not sure a year is "forever ago."

I'm fine, really.

The case is almost completely wrapped up.

Oh, that's good.

The whole thing brought me and my parents way closer.

The same way you and Mia are in sync.

Circling back--

kids from other choruses keep posting

that the public-domain crap we perform

is "way below basic,"

and shows that we "have zero talent".

So, you're saying

that you want to "wow" audiences with something unexpected?

But I thought you said

the school won't pay for the rights

to any decent songs?

I'll tell you what.

You find a song that you love,

and I'll see how much room I have on my credit card

for recital fees.

On the serious, Ms. K?

Yes! I like to shut down a cyberbully,

just like anyone.

All right! From the top, ladies and gentlemen.

[school bell ringing]

[indistinct din and bustle]

Oh!

-[chuckling] Ah. -Hey.

Not exactly what I had in mind

when I was hoping to run into you.

I was supposed to come by your classroom.

Oh! After Mia's speech, and Erik's weirdness,

and all the students needing me, ah--

You forgot?

I'm awful, right?

No. no, you're not awful.

It's just--

I don't think we should keep seeing each other--

outside of the school, as a couple.

You look surprised.

I thought, after six weeks,

you might want to take it to the next level.

The next-- what?

See you tomorrow, Ms. K.

Thanks for today.

Hi, girls.

Listen, you're, like, the cool, hip teacher and I'm--

Somebody I was enjoying getting to know.

I appreciate that,

and it's been really fun for me, too, it has, but...

I don't think we're good together--

romantically.

Plus, you've got a lot going on right now,

with Mia going off to school out east.

Well, she could go to a community college here.

I mean, what does that have to do with us?

Honestly, I don't know if there ever was an "us."

You spend more time with your students

than the teachers who work here, and--

If it isn't my favorite couple!

Who died?

What did I interrupt?

He just broke up with me.

For real?

-Yeah. -You know what they say--

if not him, someone better.

Who, your Dad?

Ew! Definitely not Erik.

Key word? "Better."

[bell ringing]

Oh, I almost forgot.

Eliot left this for you in my classroom.

Said that you didn't have much time for him

after your speech.

Eliot totally disappeared

in the middle of a conversation.

Doesn't a black flower mean death?

Yeah, but isn't black Eliot's thing?

He's still stuck on freshman year.

You know, probably didn't like

Josh Landon congratulating me on my speech.

Don't you find the popular kids vapid?

I don't.

Didn't...

...ish.

But what Josh and a few of his friends

had to say after my speech was kinda unexpected,

and a lot of them are headed to the East Coast for college.

They've got this whole network setup

that's all about prepping for life beyond Oregon.

Okay!

What about Eliot's hurt feelings?

Eliot knows he could count on me,

after everything we've been through.

Moving away for school won't ever change that.

You don't have a scholarship yet.

Principal Allen said

he'd write the recommendation letter.

Amazing! You know what?

Let's celebrate all-things-you, tonight.

Let's go to our favorite sushi place.

[Josh] Ready, Mia?

Come on, girl, let's go!

Get in.

Would you cancel me

if I rain-checked on mother-daughter date night?

It's fine. Go have fun.

We can have sushi any night.

Best Mom ever!

Besides, this is good practice for you being solo,

for when I'm living 3,000 miles away later this year.

[sighs] Have fun.

Thanks, Mom.

Thanks.

Yeah, no worries.

Oh, hey.

[♪♪]

Madelyn.

You got a sec?

Listen.

I know your annual review isn't until the end of the semester,

but I thought you'd like to know a few areas

that could use improvement.

Right now?

I deeply appreciate how involved you are

with our pupils, especially given

that your classes range from Freshman Intro to Music

to Senior Honors Chorus.

I am not following.

Well, appraisals from your fellow teachers

rate you as, perhaps,

a little too involved with your students.

What?

Well, between you and me,

I think they're a little confused

as to why you're not more aligned with the faculty here.

You know, we're all about team spirit

here at Maplewood, so...

maybe a little less time with kids your daughter's age,

and a little more with the adults who teach here?

Make friends my age? Got it.

I'm only letting you know

so that you can make an effort before your annual review.

After all, you do want to keep teaching here

after Mia goes to college, right?

Good.

Yeah.

[♪♪]

[door opens]

You waited up?

Not on purpose. Is it that late?

Oh, wow.

Have you been with Josh and his friends this whole time?

You sound like Eliot.

He left a nasty voicemail.

I never called about his flower.

He might even be the one who sent this text.

You think Eliot sent that?

No. He would never.

Eliot wouldn't do that.

But you know,

anyone could fake their number

and send an anonymous text or DM.

How?

Mom, please. You would never understand.

Are you okay?

I am better than okay.

[chuckles]

Josh is so... surprising.

He and his friends

were really into what I had to say at the assembly.

They even shared some stuff about their own insecurities.

Well, I'm not surprised

that other people recognize your worth.

You've always been a star in my eyes.

Mom.

So what is going on with Eliot?

Eliot is still holding a grudge over freshman year.

Meanwhile, I've moved on.

Plus, Eliot and I are buddies.

Josh could be...

I don't know. [chuckles]

[text chimes]

Another message?

It's Josh.

Says he wants to see me again, "one on one."

So, what's next-- "Homecoming Queen"?

Don't tell me you're jealous, too.

I only want what's best for you.

So...

tell me about your night.

Well, I'm still put off that Scot broke up with me,

and Principal Allen cornered me and said

he's not a fan of my teaching style.

He'll be fine.

What are you always telling me?

What if all this change

is the universe's way of getting you ready

for the perfect guy,

and an even better job?

You think?

[text chimes]

Another message from Josh.

[giggles]

[♪♪]

[♪♪]

[text alert chimes]

[♪♪]

[text alert chimes]

[♪♪]

[school bell ringing]

-Hey. -Hi.

I messaged you last night, but I didn't hear back.

Oh, um...

I had my phone on silent

after getting that rando text at miniature golf.

Well, I hope that's not how you think of hearing from me.

Give the girl some breathing room, Josh!

Geez. Did you block that number, like I told you?

Yeah, and all quiet since,

except for Josh's texts.

And mine?

[Mia] Eliot, hey.

You're being cyberbullied?

So not a thing.

Uh, you know Kira and Josh.

Yeah, we go way back.

Freshman year, if I'm not mistaken.

I assume you'll text me later,

unless I'm the one you blocked?

Eliot.

Eliot!

[♪♪]

[Kira] Last night's mini golf was epic.

Exactly what I was gonna say.

Yeah, totally.

[♪♪]

Hi, Eliot. How's it going?

You better tell Mia

things aren't as happily-ever-after

around here as she thinks.

I get it.

You're jealous.

Of the Jet-Set?

Of less time with Mia.

Trust me, I understand,

but you're not handling it the right way.

I didn't send those nasty texts to Mia.

I heard her talking about it, if that's what you mean.

[school bell ringing]

I didn't think you did.

[♪♪]

[Erik] You look tired.

[Mia] Gee, thanks, Erik.

It's great to see you, too.

I didn't mean--

I guess you've been busy studying for midterms?

Trying.

My phone's been blowing up with weird messages and DMs.

I've been getting them 24/7.

What kind of weird messages?

You know, you could always turn your phone off

while you're studying.

I know, I know.

No one your age wants to be disconnected from their phone,

not even for a second.

I kinda met someone.

Someone?

Hmm. A guy?

Or a girl?

I'm good with either.

[text chimes]

Is that the special someone?

Don't worry-- I'm blocking all numbers and profiles

from people that keep bothering me.

From complete strangers?

Like, you don't get messages

from numbers you don't recognize?

Bogus numbers to renew my car insurance, sure.

How many messages are we talkin' here?

I don't know.

A couple, I guess?

It's not a crime for a father to want to know

what's going on in his daughter's life.

Yeah, okay.

I divorced your mom,

not you.

Mom's the one who wants me to have breakfast with you,

you know.

She still cares about you,

even after the whole restraining order thing.

You-You mean from when you were seven?

Let's just say some stuff in life...

it's hard to get over...

"Erik."

I'm always here for you, okay?

[indistinct background chatter]

[choir] ♪ Every morning every evening ♪

♪ Ain't we got fun? ♪

♪ Not much money ♪

♪ Oh, but honey ♪

♪ Ain't we got fun? ♪

♪ Ooo, ooo ♪

♪ The rent's unpaid, dear ♪

♪ And we haven't a car ♪

♪ But anyway, dear ♪

♪ We'll stay as we are ♪

♪ Even if we owe the grocer ♪

♪ Don't we have fun? ♪

♪ Fun ♪

♪ Tax collectors getting closer ♪

♪ Still we have fun ♪

♪ There's nothing surer ♪

♪ The rich get richer The poor get poorer ♪

♪ In the meantime In between time ♪

♪ Ain't we got fun? ♪

♪ Yeah! ♪

[claps] Really nice.

Really nice. Great job.

For bringing down the house

of an assisted-living facility, maybe.

We're having trouble picking a song

that'll earn props at our next show.

Everything we like costs so much.

There's plenty of good material that we can afford,

that will highlight everyone's voices,

and shut everyone on Ringer--

[in unison] "Zinger."

Whatever. ...Up.

[school bell ringing]

All right, guys, check out songs from the '80s.

[indistinct chatter]

-Zoey? -Yeah?

How long did it take them to find your cyberbully?

Uh, it's complicated.

They know who's doing it,

but different numbers, phishing,

DMs from multiple apps--

police say it would be a lot easier to convict

with a confession.

Worried about Mia's random texts?

News travels fast when someone's hanging with Josh Landon.

[Mia] I'm not interrupting, am I?

Mia!

No, we're just talking.

-Later, Ms. K. -Bye.

-Hey, Mia. -Hey.

What's the matter?

Don't tell me your dad was acting all weird

at the breakfast.

Only the usual weird.

-[chuckling] -But that's not why I'm upset.

"I remember when you were ugly.

Spoiler alert-- you still are."

Is this about you?

It came to my phone, didn't it?

We have to report this.

Mom, no.

If we turn this into a thing,

we'll make it worse than it already is.

I'm showing you because we're us.

Well, what can I do for you?

I had plans to see Josh later,

but I think I'll cancel

and stay home with you.

You want to binge a few episodes of Gilmore Girls?

Yes! Yes!

I'll pop the popcorn.

[♪♪]

So, I wanted to talk to Zoey about what she went through

with the substitute teacher last year,

but Principal Allen's been on me

for socializing with my students.

Zoey went to the authorities.

You should, too--

with Mia's permission.

You wouldn't want her thinking

that you were part of something behind her back.

Thanks, Scot.

I appreciate you.

No matter our status,

I'm always here for you-- you know that, right?

Mind if we crash your party?

Sure, hi!

-[giggling] -Hi, Scot.

[Elizabeth] We heard what happened with Mia.

[Maddy] You did?

Oh, we were trying to keep it on the down-low

'cause we weren't sure who to report it to.

It's hard to keep any secrets at the school,

especially regarding something so awful.

After everything that happened with Zoey,

we keep any shade out in the open,

where sunlight can destroy it.

I don't know that much about cyberbullying.

I've just been reading up on it.

[sighs] Bad on us for not reaching out

before something like this happened.

Tch.

[chuckles awkwardly]

[♪♪]

[keys clacking]

Let me guess.

More research?

No, I'm just trying to figure out

what we're dealing with here.

Hey, how about some more Gilmore Girls?

I'm actually on my way out.

Don't be mad.

Oh--

Josh wants to see me again.

Oh!

So, are you two dating?

Ew, Mom, no.

We're hanging.

[text chimes]

What is it?

I-It's Josh. I better go.

Bye.

[♪♪]

Can I get a double-scoop of the chocolate-peanut butter?

Do you want one?

I'm good.

No, I-I told you-- it's my treat.

As if I can't afford my own ice cream cone?

Tell me this isn't about how much money my family has.

This is a bad combination.

Chocolate and peanut butter?

You and me.

Okay.

Now I'm really confused.

Why was it so important that we get together again?

Besides that we're both going to UNEF and--

how fierce your speech was?

You really think so?

Yeah, you're talking about what happened back in the day

and how you turned it around, and saved so many animals.

Yeah. I really think so.

[♪♪]

[shutter snaps]

[snapping]

[♪♪]

[Kira] Got word the cybercrime's still on fast-forward.

[Mia] I'm doing my best to ignore the messages and DMs.

I just charged my phone.

Been a minute since I even checked my messages.

[text alerts chiming]

Oh, my gosh.

None of these are from numbers you recognize?

You know this is next level, right?

And it's a lot like

what that cringe substitute teacher did to Zoey.

What can I do besides delete-delete-delete?

You have to get the cops involved.

If my mom knew how many messages I was getting,

she would lose it.

-To be continued at lunch. -Okay.

Impressive.

Lunch date with a member of the Jet-Set?

Don't be stupid.

Yeah, no, stupid would be constantly blowing me off

to spend time with Josh

when you know I had something to get off my chest.

Why are you acting so weird?

Me? I'm the one acting weird?

[chuckles]

Yeah, says the girl who did a complete 180

since her big speech.

[♪♪]

-Cheers. -Cheers.

Thanks for agreeing to drinks even though we--

I never wanted this to be over, Scot.

Yeah, I'm not sure that's what I want either.

Not now that you need--

...what you and Mia are going through,

it's a real threat,

and I'm not gonna abandon you, Madelyn.

I want to be there for you.

Oh, that's so sweet.

Thank you. That means a lot.

You know, I'm just worried

that Mia is not sharing the full extent

of her cyberbullying.

I overheard her talking to her girlfriends,

and I think it is way worse than she's letting on.

I mean, at least to me.

I thought you two shared everything with each other?

Well, yeah, we did,

but ever since the assembly, I haven't seen her so much.

You know, it's all about "Josh Landon!"

I just don't want her to get hurt.

You know Josh Landon-- the big man on campus?

Yeah, I know him. "A"-plus student.

University of Northeast Florida offered him

an atmospheric science scholarship.

Wow.

Huh.

Well, I guess I wish he wasn't just one of the kids

that made her life hell freshman year.

That was a really dark time,

and I had to work really hard to pull her out of it,

and I just do not want to go through that ever again.

Maddy, with you watching out for her,

I'm sure she's gonna be just fine.

[♪♪]

[Mia, tearfully] Where were you?

What's wrong?

[♪♪]

[reading] "What's it like

knowing your new friends secretly hate you?"

"You should be in a kennel like the animals you rescue!"

Is this from the same number?

Different ones,

and ones from social apps.

How many of these are there?

Okay, you know what?

This has-- This has gone on too far.

We have to report this and figure out who this is.

How do you know it's one person?

It could be a group effort.

Mom, people are awful.

I gotta admit--

this is all starting to make me question my new squad.

But you said that they'd changed for the better!

According to some of these texts,

everyone is gaslighting me.

Okay, well, why don't we try to look up

some of these numbers online?

I tried calling one--

a drycleaner who had no idea

his number was being used like this.

All right, well, maybe we're jumping to conclusions,

and this is all just random.

Really?

Who would do this if they actually knew you?

No one, that's for sure.

Aw, sweetie.

Aw, it's okay.

[♪♪]

[♪♪]

♪ I made smoothies! ♪

What's wrong?

Nothing.

Everything.

I thought the texts might eventually stop...

but they're happening more and more,

and they're getting worse.

-Well, what do they say? -Mom. No.

[sighing]

What if they're right?

Who?

The texts--

what they say about me.

You're smart, you're brave...

you're above all this.

Am I really?

I'm starting to have feelings like I did freshman year...

that I thought I put all behind me.

It makes me want to hurt myself again.

No. No. No.

I love you.

So many people love you.

Do they?

Yes!

The kids at school--

they were so moved by your speech.

So were the teachers.

You cannot let one crazy person define who you are.

Is that who this is?

A crazy person?

Well, wouldn't it have to be?

[Maddy takes a deep breath]

[♪♪]

Well, I'm really glad

you brought this to my attention.

Gives me more to think about with regard to your review.

I didn't realize you were dealing with

something so heinous...

and I'd wondered why

you didn't make your usual high marks on your midterms.

Oh, it's not Mia's fault.

She's been distracted,

but I think she's handling it really, really well.

Mom!

I will get my grades up by the end of the semester.

Let's put a pin in that

and your scholarship recommendation letter for now.

Look, what you're dealing with is very troubling.

You don't have to do that.

The only reason we're telling you

is because my mom insisted.

And she was 100% correct to do so.

You'll be glad to know

I keep a very detailed record of all cyberbullying

at our school.

You do?

Wow. You do.

I share everything with the police,

who have the authority to tap into a national database

and try and catch whoever's harassing

our, and other, students.

Have they ever caught someone and prosecuted them?

Mm-mm. Usually not,

unless whoever's sending the nasty messages trips up,

like in Zoey's case last year.

Well, maybe that's who's harassing Mia.

Well, what would his end goal be,

when he's already facing jail time?

Plus, he never subbed any of the classes I was in.

Okay, well, I'm not giving up

until we find out who this culprit is.

Uh, have you been absent from any classes this week?

[overlapping] Me?

Your mom.

A few members of Honors Chorus were concerned

when you didn't make rehearsal period twice in a row.

Oh, heh--

Don't give it another thought.

You know, now that I know what's going on with Mia,

there is no need to write you up.

Thanks.

[♪♪]

[text alerts chiming]

♪ ...Idle hands and broken dreams ♪

[text alerts chiming]

♪ The devil lies ♪

♪ But darkness hides... ♪

-[loud knocking on door] -♪ I lost myself... ♪

[door bursts open]

I'm glad you're awake.

Another message?

"You will never be a true member of the Jet-Set."

Doesn't Eliot call the popular kids the Jet-Set?

Yeah...

but you don't think Eliot would--?

No! You've been friends for years.

He loves you almost as much as I do.

Can I sleep in here tonight?

Sure you can,

but I don't think we're gonna do much sleeping.

We have over a hundred episodes

of the Gilmore Girls to re-watch.

[chuckling softly]

[♪♪]

[text alert chiming]

[text alerts chiming]

[text alerts chiming]

[crying]

[calling out] Mia! We don't want to be late.

Hear me, honey?

[gasps]

[exhales irately]

Please don't turn this into a drama, Maddy.

I wasn't spying.

What do you call standing in someone's window,

staring at them, without them knowing?

Then answer my calls and I won't have to check in!

I don't owe you anything,

and I'm a little bit busy right now, okay?

Is this about Mia's cyberbully?

How do you know about that?

She told me.

Not to mention, the school called

after you met with the principal.

I have every right to know

what's going on with my daughter.

Oh, you think that's how she thinks of herself?

As "your" daughter?

Let's ask Mia.

"Ask Mia" what?

The school called

and told your dad about the cyberbullying.

And?

Maybe I can help figure out who it is.

You don't think I can do that on my own?

Would you two knock it off?

This is about me.

Not you...

or you.

Honestly, I just want to help.

I know that she's your world.

I'm sorry.

No one wants the best for her more than I do.

[indistinct chatter]

Do you really think he's cookie-jarring her?

As if those two are still gonna be a couple by prom?

[mutters under breath] "Cookie-jarring."

[shouts to class] All right, let's go!

[♪♪]

Hey!

So, are we gonna talk about this, or what?

I might be willing, if you are.

I'm sorry. I've been distracted.

It's not all your fault.

I haven't exactly been upfront with you.

What I was trying to confess the day of your speech--

I've-- [deep breath, sigh]

I've been trying to get out of the friend zone with you

since winter break.

I wanted us to be-- I don't know, something more.

Eliot...

I had no idea.

Yeah, well, obviously, I should've tried way sooner,

since now Josh Landon, and the rest of the Jet-Set,

has all your attention.

But it doesn't mean I haven't missed you.

Then, would you be willing to go to Greta's party with me

next Thursday night... as friends?

Um, isn't Greta part of the Jet-Set?

Yeah, well, her dad has

this collection of vintage pinball machines

I'm willing to sacrifice my ethics for.

-[text alert chimes] -[gasps]

Whoa, dude. Overreacting much?

You have no idea the level of messages I'm getting.

Some are pretty intense.

It's not you sending anonymous texts, is it?

What?

Maybe just to mess with me?

One of the messages used the phrase "Jet-Set."

I don't know anyone--

Like, I magically sent you a text

while I was standing here with you?

[text alert chimes]

You've got to be kidding me.

What?

[Mia] It's from my mother!

Mia, I can explain--

Like there's any explanation for this?

Well, that's what I mean!

There is no explanation for that, obviously.

And what is "cookie-jarring"?

When someone's hanging

with someone they aren't that into

until the person they really like

gives them the green light.

Well, I'm certainly not up on the current lingo.

As indicated by the word "lingo."

Here's my phone. You can check my messages.

You have my password.

I didn't send that text.

You think I don't know that?

But why would whoever's doing this

make it look like you did?

I certainly cannot get into the mind

of somebody this vile.

Eliot said I'm overreacting.

Eliot-- who could be the one doing this?

He says it's not him.

I believed you when you denied it.

I would like to think that's true for Eliot, too.

Well, jealousy does have a way of testing somebody's character.

[keys clacking]

Hi, Barb. It's your lucky day.

I win the lottery?

Principal Allen said

you need some lunchtime volunteers,

so you could go grab a snack in the cafeteria.

He did?

He sure did. Why else would I be here?

Well, I could use a few minutes to grab a sandwich and a decaf.

Well, knock yourself out.

Thanks!

Sure!

[♪♪]

[keys continue clacking]

[snapping]

Everything all right?

Oh, Barb! You're fast.

Forgot to log off my computer.

Oh!

Let's see.

[hits keys]

You're an angel!

[chuckles]

[under her breath] Oh, my god. Phew.

[teacher, in French] Alors, on va parler

des vacances d'été.

On peut aller en Europe...

Et tu aller au chateau ce weekend?

[teacher] Josh!

Fais attention!

Oui. Pourquoi pas?

Chouette.

[multiple text alerts chiming]

[teacher] Alors...

Puis-je demander qu'est-ce qui se passe?

[indistinct murmuring]

Mia, je suis surprise

que tu envoies quelque chose comme ça.

I didn't send this.

Did you?

No.

Josh et Mia,

au bureau du directeur, maintenant!

[indistinct murmuring]

I got here as fast as I could!

Josh's parents are on the way, but they've been notified.

About what?

Someone texted a photo of Josh and me kissing

to the entire AP French class.

What?

We've gone from cyberbullying to an actual stalker?

Who took a photo of you?

And how would somebody get all these numbers?

Yeah, nothing's private in the digital age.

Well, Mia's number is, or at least it's supposed to be.

Mia's situation seems different than the case last year.

Zoey's? Which you won't give me any more details about.

Well, would you want me divulging personal information

about Mia without your permission?

You contacted my ex-husband without telling me.

Well, yes, but I assumed that you and he--

You assumed wrong!

Can we go?

Not until your parents get here.

Madelyn, look, I'm on your side, all right?

No one deserves this kind of abuse,

and if you don't want me contacting your ex--

[Mia and Maddy] We don't.

Would it be okay if I got excused

from the rest of my classes today?

My mom, too?

Can you cover for her?

Of course, Mia. Anything to help.

All right, let's go.

[♪♪]

Taking the rest of the day off?

Epic!

How about mani-pedis and sushi?

Mom! No.

How could you?

With everything going on?

Well, I'm as upset as you are. More so.

I'm just trying to find ways to comfort you

You're right.

I know you got my back.

Always, sweetheart. Always.

Okay, so...

Promise not to freak.

I think we should go to the police

and tell them everything.

Oh.

[officer] Is this all of 'em, or--?

[Mia] Those are from today.

I try and delete them as fast as they come in.

Understandable,

but we have to keep all of this for evidence,

as upsetting as they are.

These messages are not about you.

They're not personal.

Your mom's right.

Cyberbullying says more

about the person, or persons, sending the texts

than it does their victim.

But the messages are personal.

Look.

I know what it feels like to be told you don't fit in.

You'd be surprised how many of the men around here

were put off by my promotion.

Acknowledging what's happening

doesn't mean the messages define you.

It makes you stronger than the hate you're receiving.

Can you understand that?

How many messages are we talking here?

I don't know.

Hundreds?

People use dummy numbers all the time.

Thanks to phishing,

you can get bullying texts from your own phone.

Oh, like the text Mia got from me,

as if I was the one doing this?

I mean, how would that even possible?

It's all part of the game.

Often, the goal is to confuse the victim.

Make them second-guess everything--

even their tightest relationships.

No one could ever make me second-guess my mom.

So, maybe one of the other numbers

is the actual cyberbully?

Traceable numbers are usually from burner phones

that can't be linked to an actual purchaser,

and getting user info from social media apps

can take months.

There's too many laws protecting them.

Well, what about laws protecting my daughter?

Don't forget to send me screenshots

of every message you get.

Okay.

So, collecting screenshots?

Does that mean that this crime can be prosecuted?

That's our goal--

to catch this monster and put them behind bars.

Good.

[♪♪]

You didn't have to spring for the most expensive model, Mom.

It's the least I can do

after everything you've been through.

Now, the number assigned to this hasn't been used recently?

Part of the upgrade fee, ma'am.

And the number's unlisted?

Mom.

What? We have to be sure.

It's like you're overcompensating for something.

What would I be overcompensating for?

Nothing.

Which is exactly my point.

Exactly.

Thank you so much.

-Have a nice day. -Thanks.

Oh, and, ma'am?

Let me know if you need any more of those burner phones.

That was weird.

Mom, what was that guy talking about?

[♪♪]

Hey, Mia!

[Mia] Josh? Hey.

Mia, are you good?

Mom, a little privacy, please?

[♪♪]

Is everything all right?

I haven't been completely upfront

about the texts and DMs.

What do you mean?

When did you get these?

I've been getting them about as long as you.

And you didn't tell me until now?

I didn't want to mess this-- us-- up.

What, you think I don't still feel bad about

what some of my friends did freshman year?

Except I'm over that.

That's what my speech was all about--

taking something bad and making it good.

Some of us still feel guilty about the pennies,

even if we weren't the ones throwing them.

I'm not some fragile flower that's gonna wilt and die.

That's one of the things I like most about you, but--

[sighs] ...I don't know.

I saw how this distracted you from your midterms,

how that could affect

the scholarship you're applying for.

Look, I didn't want to make things worse

by telling you about the texts I've been getting.

I'm not sure I buy that excuse,

especially if my strength

is one of the reasons you're attracted to me.

[♪♪]

[door opens and shuts]

[♪♪]

[sighs]

[text alert chimes]

[♪♪]

[relieved sigh]

[hangers clattering]

[♪♪]

[doorbell rings]

You don't hate people who show up unannounced, do you?

You brought flowers?

-Pizza! -The flowers were already here.

They are gorgeous!

And I'm into the pizza, too.

Come in!

The envelope says they're from Flamingo Orchards.

That place is pretty ♪ bougie! ♪

Someone wants to make an impression.

[chuckling]

I'll get the door!

Your place is great.

Oh, thanks. It's just a rental.

Mia hates it because they don't allow pets.

[laughing]

[Maddy sighs]

Okay, let's see who this is.

Oh, my god--

If Scot's proposing, I'm gonna be seriously jealous.

Do you know how many teachers wanted to date him

before you two got together?

It's from my ex.

He's apologizing.

Wow. He hasn't been this nice to me in years.

I thought you and Scot were back on?

Oh, that's complicated.

Crisis has a tendency to bring people together-- even exes.

-How many pieces do you want? -I'll have two.

[Elizabeth] The big one-- the big slice.

[♪♪]

[text alert chimes]

Ugh, Eliot.

Aren't I allowed to be fashionably late?

[♪♪]

[♪♪]

Mom!

Oh, what's wrong?

You look great! Where are you going?

I was supposed to meet up with Eliot.

"You never fit into this school."

"Everyone's still making fun of your speech

behind your back."

"You're as second hand

as your clothes."

How are you getting these messages?

Your number is unlisted!

Does that even matter?

I've obviously been lying to myself

about how everyone sees me,

when I can't even afford the same school!

You can't let these messages define who you are.

You can't.

I just don't get what I did.

Why do people hate me so much?

You cannot let these messages get the best of you.

I saved you freshman year.

I'll save you again.

Who are those from?

Would you believe your dad?

He feels bad about what's happening to us.

Us?

"Us"?

I'm the one getting cyberbullied!

Well, I'm sure he meant them for you, too.

Do you want to keep them in your room?

How can you take this so lightly?

I'm here for you in every way.

We've gone to the police.

I got you a new cell phone.

What else can I do?

Maybe enjoy yourself a little less.

You think I enjoy you being tortured?

You seem to be reaping the benefits--

your new friends,

you're back together with Scot.

Erik...

sending you flowers?

It seems like me being cyberbullied

is really paying off for you!

Mia!

Listen to yourself.

I would do anything for you!

Anything!

[♪♪]

[clacking]

[Mia, calling] Mom?

Hang on!

[Mia] Where are you?

I'll be right there!

I feel bad about what I said.

[text alerts chiming]

Do you hear that?

Hear what?

-[text alerts chiming] -Mom, don't be weird!

It's your phone.

Mom.

I-I didn't want you seeing this.

Seeing what?

Mom...

you're scaring me.

[sighing]

"You're even more worthless than your daughter."

You've been getting cyberbullied, too?

Why didn't you tell the detective?

Because I want them focusing on you.

You don't have take this on by yourself.

I take back everything that I said.

I'm so sorry.

I really love you.

Oh!

You don't think I know that?

Oh, we're gonna get through this.

We will.

I must admit--

I didn't expect this

when you said you wanted to sit down and talk.

The flowers, first of all, and now this? I mean--

I know.

I was concerned when Mia told me

you were getting anonymous messages, too.

Why didn't you say something?

Because I'm more worried about Mia than myself.

Why our daughter?

I mean, she's never done anything to anyone.

What?

You just called Mia "our daughter."

[chuckles] Yeah.

I gotta admit--

I like not being enemies.

That makes two of us.

Cheers to that!

[laughs] Cheers to that.

I'm not sure I ever really appreciated

how selfless you are with Mia.

I always thought that your motives were maybe...

selfish.

I was wrong.

I know that now.

I'm sorry, Maddy.

And not just about that-- I have another confession.

I've sorta been following you and Mia around.

What?

I was worried about you--

about Mia.

I mean, even before the whole cyberbully thing,

I was worried that you weren't always keeping me in the loop.

You know, there's nothing normal about that, Erik.

You're right, I messed up, but...

it did remind me of something--

how much Mia means to you.

How much you mean to her.

-How much you still might-- -[text alert chimes]

Is it that late?

Oh, my god! They started the recital without me.

[choir] ♪ I don't need a medicine ♪

♪ Mm-mm I don't need a wine ♪

♪ Mm, I tried Every one of them ♪

♪ But they don't Make you mine ♪

♪ I'm singing Hey, hey ♪

♪ Hey, hey ♪

♪ Doo, doo ♪

♪ I'm crazy for loving you ♪

♪ Hey, hey, hey ♪

♪ Doo, doo ♪

♪ I'm crazy for loving you ♪

♪ Got control of me ♪

♪ And there's nothing else I can do ♪

-♪ Hey ♪ -♪ Doo, doo ♪

-♪ Hey ♪ -♪ Doo, doo-doo, doo ♪

♪ Crazy for loving you ♪

[applauding]

[cheering]

Aw, they were great, weren't they?

Mm-hmm.

[indistinct buzz and chatter]

I've been late

because of what's going on with Mia.

And what's going on with you.

Mia spoke to me before the performance.

She let me know that her cyberbully's

been taking aim at people she cares about--

with you at the top of the list.

I'm the adult.

I have responsibilities.

There's no excuse.

You have nothing to worry about, Madelyn.

I'm really trying my best.

Look.

What you and Mia are going through

is unfathomable,

and the way you're holding it together

with all your classes--

some of the teachers have let me know

how you've been juggling everything,

or trying to.

I want you to know

I've submitted your review early,

with high praise and a bump in pay.

What?

One less thing to worry about.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Eliot.

I know you can hear me.

Is that a black eye?

What happened?

Unsolicited attack at Greta's party.

You know--

the one you were supposed to meet me at?

Who did this to you?

Like you even care.

Eliot!

Of course I do.

Mind if I treat?

Oh, too late, I already paid--

but I'll take a raincheck.

[packet crinkling]

So, we still on for this weekend?

Of course we are. Why wouldn't we be?

I know that you've got your hands full,

and after you were late for the recital--

I just don't want to be adding more things.

You would only be adding good things.

So, we're definitely on for this weekend.

Good.

And thanks for treating.

Hey, Eliot!

Eliot.

Hey, wait.

I feel really bad about your black eye.

That's not what you said in your text.

What are you talking about?

After your big speech

about the kind of bullying you experienced freshman year,

you have the nerve

to send me a message

making fun of the birthmark on my leg?

What?

I literally told no one at school about that.

You know it's the reason I don't wear gym shorts in P.E.

That's not from me.

Yeah, so, what-- I shouldn't believe my lying eyes?

The text is from your number, Mia!

When was the last time you received a nasty message?

Or is this all some inside-out play

to achieve permanent placement in Josh's crowd?

Eliot, I would--

You know, I heard some of your so-called friends

talking in the cafeteria.

Even Josh and your mom are getting nasty messages now?

Has it been you all along, Mia?

You just forgot to cloak your number

when you made fun of my birthmark?

I would never send messages like that to you,

or anyone!

Yeah, no one at school

is buying your "poor me" act anymore,

even though "poor" is a word

lots of people still use to describe you

behind your back!

[♪♪]

♪ Who are you? ♪

♪ Where are you from? ♪

♪ Come uninvited ♪

♪ You write so wrong ♪

♪ You follow me home ♪

♪ Do you share my path ♪

♪ To my way home? ♪

♪ Invading my space ♪

♪ Do you come in peace? ♪

♪ Or do you want more? ♪

♪ I see your breath ♪

♪ Same time Same place ♪

♪ You know I'm on my own ♪

♪ Touching my face ♪

♪ Leave me alone ♪

♪ Get out of my head ♪

♪ Take it away ♪

♪ Get out of my bedroom ♪

♪ Nobody to call ♪

♪ Am I being poisoned ♪

♪ You're under my skin... ♪

[school bell ringing]

For real, Mia?

Oh, Summer, hey.

I haven't seen you since--

"A little desperate"?

That's how you see me?

I thought we really hit off that night at Glowing Greens,

but I guess not.

We did! And I-I never said that--

Please. How stupid do you think I am?

Wait. Check that--

I was stupid to think you and me could be friends on the real.

This is exactly why

I wasn't at your pointless speech about bullies--

'cause, turns out, you're as big a bully

as anything you had to deal with freshman year.

This is all getting out of control!

How can someone send Kira a text from my number?

It's called "SMS spoofing."

What?

You can send a text from someone else's number.

It still doesn't explain how someone knew

Eliot told me about his birthmark.

A lot of people have birthmarks!

Well, and what about Summer--

saying I called her "a little desperate"?

Did you?

Only in my journal.

Not out loud to anyone!

[gasps] Oh, my god.

My journal!

I can't find it!

Calm down. I'm sure it's somewhere.

It's not here!

Okay.

When is the last time you wrote in it?

I don't know! Maybe a week ago?

You haven't seen it, have you?

Up until five minutes ago,

I didn't even know you wrote in an old-school journal.

I thought you guys did everything online these days.

Mom!

Okay, the journal. Right.

Who else knows about it?

Only one other person.

[clack]

[rummaging]

This what you were referring to?

That's my journal.

I didn't put that in there.

I never even saw it before.

You were right to contact my office.

Thank you.

Let's continue this in private.

Continue what, exactly?

Contacting your parents to explain

why you're being suspended.

Are you kidding me?

You think I would--?

You better watch your back, 'cause I'm not your cyberbully.

All right, enough. Let's go! Everyone else, back to class!

He thinks I'm the one doing this to myself.

Eliot and I are so close.

Didn't you say he wanted

a different kind of "close," though?

Yeah, but you don't know him like I do.

I don't think Eliot would do something like this.

We can never know anyone's full intent in life, Mia--

not even those closest to us.

We'll continue to investigate

how he got ahold of the journal,

and we're gonna get a court order to seize his phone

to see if the text messages he's been getting

are self-generated.

At this point,

I think it's someone close to Mia.

But that's not just Eliot... is it?

Why don't you head back to class?

I need to speak with your mother.

[♪♪]

It's important you stop hindering my investigation,

Ms. Keith.

Oh, but I'm the one that called you

about Eliot stealing Mia's journal?

An assumption that paid off.

I know protecting Mia's a top priority,

but you have to share everything

to help us find who's harassing your daughter.

You can't just pick and choose.

Mia told me that you're getting nasty messages.

I'll need those screenshots.

Oh, of course.

I've deleted most of them because they are horrible,

but I will send what I've got.

What happened today tells me

we're getting really close to cracking this.

We usually do

when things escalate to this level,

because the perp eventually messes up.

I am so relieved to hear that.

Thank you so much, Detective.

Have a good day, Ms. Keith.

[♪♪]

[Mia sobbing]

You all right?

Everyone in school's talking about what went down with Eliot.

I mean, the pennies in your locker--

brutal.

Kinda... yeah.

[Mia sniffling]

Well, bad on me for coming at you

while you were already under attack.

[Mia sighing heavily]

Look.

Want to know the real reason why I wasn't at your speech?

I, um...

well...

I was one of the kids who threw pennies freshman year...

...and it still haunts me to this day.

Look, I can't even tell you why I did it,

other than being completely terrified

of getting bullied myself,

but that's no excuse, so, I'm really sorry, Mia.

For then, for now,

and just for everything that you're going through.

But I did--

I did call you desperate in my journal.

Oh.

Well, that's okay.

But I'm the one who's desperate, Summer.

You all have your futures, your colleges on lock,

and I can't say the same for myself.

But Josh said you have your acceptance letter to UNEF.

It does zero good if I can't pay for it.

I'll feel better

when Principal Allen writes my recommendation letter.

Look, you'll get your scholarship,

and until you know for sure, well, I mean,

maybe we could be desperate together.

Thanks, Summer.

Come here.

[Maddy] That's what I wanted to ask you about--

the scholarship recommendation letter

that you said you'd write Mia?

Oh, I thought you were gonna ask me

why Eliot's only suspended instead of expelled.

Oh, no.

You and the Detective can handle that!

Good. So, you want to talk about

Mia's scholarship recommendation letter?

I think you should hold off writing it.

What?

For now.

Just hear me out.

After everything Mia's gone through

over the last few weeks,

I just think that she's not quite ready

to be that far away from home

on an extended basis.

[sighs]

But UNEF's a top school

with a veterinary program that Mia's very excited about.

Yes, and I share her excitement, I do.

Um, I just think that, maybe, after a couple years,

when she's more adjusted--

a community college closer to home

would just be better in the interim.

I want what's best for Mia, I do.

I want to be there for her-- I need to be there for her!

And if she's 3,000 miles away, it's not ideal.

I haven't had an easy time of it.

I'm not sure how I would have managed,

if it weren't for your help.

[sighing]

I'm just a single parent doing the best I can.

Glad we didn't go through with that breakup.

Something you wanted, not me.

I'm feeling a little guilty,

like I'm taking advantage of you during a really difficult time.

I am happy for the distraction.

Mia and I've been through so much.

Yeah.

Even if it turns out that Eliot's not Mia's cyberbully,

they're gonna find out who is,

just like they did with Zoey-- you'll see.

Well, I just can't wait

for this whole thing to be behind us.

I mean, for Mia's sake.

[calling out] Mom?

[more urgently] Mom!

-[phone ringing] -It's Mia.

Everything okay, sweetie?

Principal Allen won't write the recommendation letter

because of my test scores.

What? But your grades have been great

until last semester.

He said I should consider going to a local junior college.

Okay, don't panic.

We'll handle it.

Mommy will take care of everything.

There anything I can do to help?

Where are you?

Home! I'm looking for you.

I'll get there as fast as I can.

What's my life gonna be

if I can't get the scholarship to UNEF?

Let me worry about that.

I'm so sorry. I gotta go.

-Yeah. No need to explain. -I'm so sorry.

Go do what you do best--

being "mom of the year."

[phone beeping]

[beeping]

[♪♪]

[beeping]

[beeping]

[beeping]

[beeping]

[beeping]

Restraining order...

against Madelyn Keeting?

"Must remain at least point-five miles away

from Erik Keeting at all times"?

[♪♪]

[♪♪]

[♪♪]

[♪♪]

[♪♪]

[gasps]

[♪♪]

[typing]

[text alert chimes]

[♪♪]

[♪♪]

It's your phone!

Mia, I can explain--

Ma'am, uh, let me know

if you need any more of those burner phones.

I saved you freshman year.

I will save you again.

[snapping]

[Maddy] You cannot let one crazy person

define who you are.

[breath shaking]

[doorbell chimes]

You're gonna want to hear what I have to say.

If it doesn't start with,

"I was wrong about everything, Eliot,"

hard pass!

Hold up! I was wrong!

About everything.

My mom's my cyberbully.

So she did set me up?

She set us all up!

She's psychotic.

She took my journal and she hid it in your locker.

I'm really sorry.

It wasn't you.

It was your psycho mom.

What are you going to do now?

I don't know...

but we're gonna figure it out.

[phone buzzing]

[phone buzzing]

Eliot?

wasn't sure who else to call.I

Well, I'm not sure we should be talking.

It's Mia.

Something is wrong.

What?

I talked to her before bed.

She was tired, but sounded fine.

We were FaceTiming just now, and...

she said

she was going to--

[voice catches]

...hurt herself.

Bad.

What?

She was reading some of the messages to me,

and she was getting upset,

and I tried calming her down,

telling her we were still friends,

but she lost it...

and she said she was going to end things,

"once and for all."

Oh, my God!

Mia!

[call ends]

[thumping]

[text alerts chiming]

Mia?

[text alerts chiming]

[thumping persistently]

Mia, I know you're in there! I hear your phone blowing up.

[grunts]

[text alerts chiming]

[♪♪]

Oh, no.

No, no, no, no. Mia!

[pounding on door]

[water running]

[♪♪]

Destroying evidence?

This isn't what it looks like.

You're just confused.

Confused?

Confused about what, exactly?

My coming apart at the seams?

My not believing in myself?

All planned so I'd need you more--

need you to save me, like you did freshman year...

or at least that was the goal.

Right, Mother?

Mia! Wait!

Please, try to see this from my point of view.

There's a reason I did what I did.

It was for you!

It was for us.

We are always so much better when we have each other's backs.

I started to feel you pulling away.

You know? With your new school and your new friends,

and your new life, and--

I started to get lonely...

like after the divorce,

back when you saved me.

You expect me to buy this BS?

I'm not the bad guy here.

And I don't like your tone! You sound like your father!

At least he was trying to protect me.

He let me believe you filed for the restraining order.

I found the paperwork,

along with your collection of burner phones.

Erik needed protection from you,

not the other way around!

You should thank me.

I made you take a good look at your life

and the people in it.

You made me think Eliot was my cyberbully!

The police took him out of school.

We will talk about this later,

when you're willing to listen to reason.

You think it's reasonable

that the kids at my school

thought I was doing this to myself?

I only meant to send a few texts,

but then, when they brought us closer--

"A few texts"?

You mean the hundreds of hurtful messages?

The photo of Josh and me kissing?

Planting my journal in Eliot's locker?

And you reaped all the benefits, didn't you?

They all came to your defense.

And yours!

You got to play the distraught mother,

fighting for her daughter,

and everyone rallied around you!

Oh, yes, after the cyberbullying,

everybody cared about me,

and I needed them as insurance, in case you left me for good,

because I was facing life alone--

after dedicating every waking hour to you!

I got you in the private school that you wanted,

I saved you freshman year from all the bullying--

that was all me!

That was all me, and you were just gonna abandon me?

I'm pretty sure they call that "growing up."

Just one more question.

How could you write those messages?

I listened to the kids at school,

to see how they talked,

so that you didn't think they were from me.

I'm talking about how cruel you were--

the horrible things that you said to me,

to make me feel like I was nothing!

[woman's voice] Okay, that's everything we need.

What is that?

You've been on speaker this entire time.

[door handle clicks]

Madelyn Keith, you're under arrest.

You okay?

You have the right to remain silent.

Anything you say

can and will be used against you in a court of law--

I know my rights!

And I know that a phone call cannot be recorded

unless two people agree in the state of Oregon.

Actually, there's no need for mutual consent in our state.

That being said, I don't think Mia recorded the call.

You record anything?

I accidentally forgot to disconnect with you, is all.

Mia, I love you! Mia, please!

Listen, I cared for you your whole life!

Why can't you care for me for a change?

[thud]

[♪♪]

[♪♪]

You don't have to go back to school, you know.

You can take the ACTs

and avoid having to look everyone in the eye.

Mom tried to isolate me,

rob me, of being me.

That's why she never wanted me to have my own pet,

'cause it would've taken the attention away from her.

Your mom's always been a bit desperate for love.

I just didn't realize to what level.

I should have.

Mom was working against the two of us,

the same way she was working against me and Josh,

and even Eliot.

You and I never had a chance.

Well, what's important is what happens now.

You feel that, right?

Having you in my house-- our house--

it's everything.

I take back what I said

about you skipping the rest of the semester.

You got this.

♪ They tried their best to bring me down ♪

♪ But I'm just growing stronger now ♪

♪ They could never steal my crown ♪

♪ Mm ♪

♪ 'Cause I reach for the-- Reach for the stars ♪

♪ And I shoot for the-- shoot for the moon ♪

♪ No, there's nothing, no That I can't do ♪

Mia!

They let you back in here?

Could say the same to you.

Crazy, huh?

But enough about your mom.

Too soon?

Not soon enough.

I'm not sure I'm ready for this.

You are.

♪ ...I reach for-- I reach for it all ♪

♪ I'm a wrecking ball Wrecking ball ♪

♪ I'm a wrecking ball... ♪

Are you sure you're game

to make up two weeks' worth of studies by next Monday?

Kind of look forward

to focusing on schoolwork after everything.

Ohh.

I am sorry, Mia.

I'm sorry I didn't recognize what now seems

like the clear signs of a mental disorder

sooner.

My mom fooled everyone.

Seems like that was her superpower.

Maybe,

but when she asked me not to write

that scholarship letter for you,

that was a red flag that I should have noticed.

You know, you could always just take a summer course or two,

especially since we've already missed the deadline.

I'm not giving up on going to UNEF this fall.

My mom's manipulation

isn't gonna keep me from that, or any of my goals.

What?

I'm just...

impressed

by the very intelligent young person in front of me.

It's true, Mia.

Not a lot of people could've gone through what you did

and bounced back this quickly.

You're an inspiration.

Never let anyone take who you are away from you.

Thank you.

I'm impressed.

No one thought

you'd have the guts to finish out the semester.

I kind of surprised myself.

So, um...

are we all right?

I guess.

Trying to stay focused on getting out of here,

starting college.

I heard you missed the deadline for your scholarship.

Yeah, but my dad was able to get a loan

from his credit union.

I'll apply for another scholarship

second semester.

I'm going to go to UNEF in the fall.

So, uh, maybe...

we go back to the beginning

of you and me,

before any of this cyberbullying stuff played out?

Okay.

I heard you're going

to the University of Northeast Florida.

Oh...

are you going there, too?

♪ Cold rain ♪

♪ Warm breeze ♪

♪ I feel again ♪

♪ That's all I need ♪

♪ Come alive ♪

♪ Break free ♪

♪ Out of the shadows into the heat ♪

♪ Love something... ♪

[calling out] Hello?

Heard Scot posted your bail.

Well, you and your dad wouldn't.

Scot wouldn't even look at me.

Wouldn't even give me a ride home,

all thanks to you.

Victim mode's never a good look.

'Cause you went public with our little misunderstanding,

I will never work as a teacher in the Pacific Northwest again.

"Misunderstanding"?

Mia, we're-we're better as a team, you know?

I-If you just drop the charges,

we could move to Florida,

and we could start a whole new life together.

Promise you'll get professional help, Madelyn.

"Madelyn"?

I'm your mother!

I'll be at Dad's till I graduate

and leave for Florida.

I just stopped by to pick up a few last things.

Well, maybe we can spend a little time together

this weekend?

Watch a few of our favorite episodes?

"Together..

forever...

no matter--"

Yeah. Text me.

[thud]

♪ I'm unbreakable Unbreakable ♪

♪ I'm unbreakable ♪

♪ I'm unbreakable Solid gold ♪

♪ I'm unbreakable ♪