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He passes it to Anakin Skywalker

who drives the lane...

Come on, ref!
How can you not see that?!

- What happened?

- Skywalker got fouled. No call.
- His name's Josh.

- What's the matter,
ref? Are you blind?!

Oh my god. Jules,
I'm so sorry.

I didn't mean --
- It's OK. Dad, this is

Miss Sinclair,
my social studies teacher.
- Mr. Shade, please forgive me.

I get overexcited
when we play Hartwell.

In the three years I've been
teaching here, we've never

won against them.
- I can see why.
These guys are good.

- Are you here
to support Liam, Jules?

- Uh, not just Liam.
How's he doing, Dad?

- : Good job, guys,
good job. Let's go!

- Uh... his effort

is off the charts, honey.

- Mr. Shade.
- Principal Frame!

Nice to see you again.

- Can we speak in private?
- Sure...

Jules, you'll be OK?
- Yeah, yeah.

- Come on, ref!
He's traveling!

- Yeah, ref. Even I
could see that!

- Please take a seat.

- Only back at school
an hour and already

called in to the
principal's office. Ha ha!

- I understand you're now
a private investigator.

A situation has
come to my attention

that requires a great
deal of discretion.

- Happy to help. Especially

if it means lower
tuition for Jules. Ha!

- I received this anonymous
email this afternoon.

- Studentstud2000! "Miss S,

"I can't stop thinking
about last night."

Mary: "That was just
the beginning. Next time

we're alone, I'm gonna
teach you how to --" Wow!

- It goes on in some detail.

The message indicates this
event took place last Thursday.

- Wait, is... this between
a student and a teacher?

Who's Mary?

- Mary Sinclair. She
teaches social studies.

- Jules' teacher? From the game?
- She's highly respected.

and a close friend. She would
never do anything like this.

Protocol dictates

that I should report this to
the Ellard board immediately,

but I can't do that to Mary.
An allegation like this --

even a false one --
can ruin a teacher's career.

- And destroy
a school's reputation.

- I need you to prove

that this is a prank, in
poor taste, before it turns

into a scandal. But you'll need
to act quickly, and quietly.

- Alright, I'm
on it, Ms. Frame.

And don't worry, my partner
and I will be in and out

before this thing
explodes in your face.

That came out wrong.

- ♪♪ I see you and you see me

♪ Watch you blowin' the lines
when you're makin' a scene ♪

♪ Oh boy, you've got to know

♪ What my head overlooks

♪ The senses will show
to my heart ♪

♪ When it's watching for lies
'cause you can't escape my ♪

- ♪ Private Eyes
They're watching you ♪

♪ Private Eyes

♪ They're watching you,
watching you, watching you ♪

♪ Watching you ♪

- All I said was Liam
played a respectable game.

- Yeah, and I can tell when
you're fake-liking Liam.

You do that thing where you
laugh while you're talking.

- : I don't do that!
- Welcome home, kiddo.

- Grandpa!
- How was school?

- Good. Dad got sent to
the principal's office.

- Ah! That takes me back.
What happened?

- Ah, Principal Frame
just wants me to speak

to some of the students.
- About what?

- Success. Chasing your dreams.
Aiming for the moon,

so when you miss you'll
land amongst the stars.

- Please don't embarrass me.
- I'm sure it'll be brief.

Dinner's on the table, sweetie.
- Thanks.

- Speak to the students? Really?
- What? It could happen.

OK, fine. Principal Frame
hired me and Angie

to look into something for her.
- You don't think she'll realize

something's up when you and
Angie start poking around?

- It involves her favourite
teacher. I just don't want

anything to ruin how much
she loves that place.

- Then just don't be the one
that does the ruining.

- Dad, I got this.
- OK.

- Yeah, I'm up.
See you in 5, Shade.

Whoever you are...

stand up slowly
with your hands in the air.

: Zoe?
- Oh my god, it's you.

I thought for sure
I was about to get shot.

- What are you doing here?
- I... work for you.

Today's my first day.
- Oh.

I didn't expect you so early.
- I wanted to get a head start

on things. I was taking
inventory of your kitchen.

Did you know you're using
the wrong coffee filters?

- Figures. Shade's job.

- Also, I restocked
your desk with new supplies.

And I thought later,

I would take a stab
at organizing your office.

- That will not be necessary.
- You sure?

- There's a method
to my madness. Listen,

Shade and I are going to be out
a lot over the next few days,

so just sit tight and
leave things as they are.

- Got it. No changing
things. Except,

Shade emailed me
the new case details.

- Wow!

Hey, are you up-to-date
on new social media sites?

- Yeah. It's not Facebook,
Twitter, Insta, Snap, Tumblr,

J-Date or Ameechee. They
don't use a purple background.

- Morning, partner. We gotta
get to Ellard. Hey Zoe.

- Any lingering "to-do list"
items I can scratch off

while you two are out?
- You know what?

The door to Angie's
office sticks a little.

You could try
to tackle that.

- Don't worry about it,
it's been that way forever.

- Which makes the perfect thing
for our new employee to fix.

- Or to leave alone
and stick to filing today.

- Or not! Come on,
we gotta jet.

- Copy that.

Oh no.

- It's just...

weird knowing there's someone
in the office when we're not.

- Kind of comes along with the
territory when you hire someone.

- I'm just used
to things a certain way.

- Come on, this is a good thing.
Now that we've got help,

we can kick this business
into high gear. Did you get

those design ideas I sent you?
- We're not redesigning
the office.

- Do you want to land
the big cases or not?

- How about we focus
on this case?

- Fine. All we have to go on
is Mary's conversation

with "Studentstud2000"
from last Thursday.

We find him, we can put an end

to this character
assassination attempt.

- Unless it really happened.

- You think she
actually did this?

- It wouldn't be the first time
that a teacher hooked up

with a student.
- Ellard is

a prestigious institution.
Students are there

hitting the books,
not hitting... you know.

- She's young,
attractive, and human.

Some of her students are
eighteen and, like it or not,

teenagers have sex.
- Hm,

I'm gonna pretend
you didn't say that.

Hold on.

Here you go.

- What's this?
- Frame told me

one of the gym teachers
is out sick this week,

so you're filling in.
- You want me to go
undercover as a sub?

- Yeah.
- Subs are the mall cops

of the teaching world.
Nobody takes them seriously.

- Well, you go undercover
all the time!

And I can't do it,
I'm too famous.

Celebrity can be
a curse, you know.

- I go undercover to blend in,
not teach a high school class.

What am I supposed to say to
a group of hormonal teenagers?

- It's gym! Make 'em play
dodgeball or something.

- How does that
help the case?

- It's gonna give you time
to suss out the mysterious

purple website and look for
signs of social media villainy.

And in the meantime, I'll talk
to Mary and send you some names.

- Next time, I come up
with the plan.

- Wow.

Wish my hockey coaches
looked like that.

- I sense that wouldn't have
helped your career any.

- OK. Frame's on her way.

All we gotta do now is keep
a low profile, try to fit in.

- Mr. Shade?
- I'm sorry, you are ?

- Brie, from the column
"Briefly with Brie". I write

for "The Ellard Voice". And you
must be the new gym teacher.

- How do you know
so much about us?

- Ear to the ground,
finger on the pulse...

How about a quote
for my readers?
- Sure, uh...

"If you don't know where
you're going, you'll wind up

someplace else."

- Great, thank you.

- So much for keeping
a low profile, Yogi Berra.

- Ah, Principal Frame,

this is Angie, my partner,
and your new gym teacher.

- Thank you for coming.
- Which way to the gym?

- Athletics building.
- Your gym has its own building?

: Do you have
your own restaurant, too?

- Yes.

There's a map in there,
plus a list of your students.

You're in classroom
212, down the hall.

- Uh... classroom?

I... I thought we were
playing dodgeball.

- The current unit
is sexual education.

- Don't worry,
Angie's a pro;

it'll be the best hour
those kids ever had.

Ahem! That came out wrong.

- Sex Ed?!
- I know,

I'm way more
qualified to teach that.

- Stop it. Seriously,
what am I supposed to do?

- You're a sub!
Show 'em a video.

- Good morning, class. I...

am your substitute,
Miss Everett.

Today, for...

sex ed, we're
gonna watch a video.

Does anyone know how
to set up the DVD player?

OK!

- Miss Sinclair.

- Mr. Shade. What
are you doing here?

- Uh, Principal Frame
asked me to stop by and talk

to some of the students
that are falling behind.

- That's kind of you.
People give up too easily

on kids these days. I know what
it feels like to lose your way.

We're all just human.
- According to Jules,

you're superhuman.
She's a really big fan.

Is she doing OK in your class?
- Oh, absolutely.

Jules is a great student.
She's inquisitive,

perceptive and engaged.
- I only asked because

she stopped by your office last
Thursday for some extra help.

- Last Thursday...

Oh, I had
a doctor's appointment.

- Gotcha. Well, good to know
she's not failing.

- Oh, far from it. Please tell
her I'm sorry I missed her.

- I will, thanks.

Uh, anyone I should
look out for?

- I'm sorry?
- My talk, this afternoon.

Standing up there in
front of all the kids, I'm
sure I'm gonna get eaten alive.

- Marty Austin.
Class clown.

He likes to make his friends
laugh by embarrassing adults.

Look for the Bieber hair.
- Gotcha. Thanks.

- What happens if you wait until you're married and then you have

sex for the first time and
discover you don't like it?

- You know, there's gotta be
great communication
and understanding.

- Hey!
- Hey, how's it going?

- Well, the room smells like
bubble gum and Axe body spray.

Where are you on the suspect?
- Uh, Marty Austin.

See if he's in your class. Mary
says he's always on her case.

- Got him.

- ...might not be that great.
- I find it's hard

to talk about sex. It is very...

- Marty, no texting in class.
Can I have that, please?

- Only if you put
your number in there.

- Ha ha ha. Grow two feet
and add fifteen years

and I'll turn you down properly.

- ...we are really
united with someone,

does that have to happen? - The advice I'd give could be,

not to only focus your
relationship on that because

that's not what it's all about.

- Miss Everett?

- Yeah?
- The movie's
done. It was quick.

- It happens.

O...K, well, uh...

Does... anyone

have any...
questions about sex?

Oh dear...

- How can teenagers still
have so many questions

about sex?! Haven't they
heard of the internet?

- Have you been on the internet?
- I've looked through Marty's

phone and I found
an app called PeriWink.

- Never heard of it.
- Basically a private version

of Facebook. You can create an
alias and send secure messages

to other users.
And it's purple. Look.

- Huh! Did you find
"Studentstud2000"?

- That's the problem, it's
members only. I can't join

unless I'm invited
by an existing user.

- You want my
PeriWink login? Why?

- I wouldn't ask if
it wasn't important, honey.

- Important like
sending Angie undercover

as the hot sex ed teacher?
- You know about that?

- Yeah, you're trending.
Hashtag "hoteverett".

- Dad, what's going on?

I know you're not here
as a guest speaker.

- We're working a case I
couldn't tell you about.
We have to keep it quiet.

- So you lied and
now you want a favour?

- All we can say is that
someone you care about

at the school is in trouble.
- : OK.

Just sent you an invite.

- Thanks, honey.
- Yeah.

- OK... StudentStud's
profile is mostly blank;

no photo,
no personal information.

If you're a teenager on
social media, isn't the point

to be seen and known?
- Yeah, absolutely.

It's like a selfie free-for-all.
- Look,

he only has
one friend. Mary Sinclair.

- Wait a minute,
that's not right.

: Mary was set up.
- The message you were sent

is a fake. It's from
an app called PeriWink.

Mary's account, and the
account for Studentstud2000

were both created
within minutes of each other

on the same day they
allegedly slept together.

- And, Mary's personal
information is all wrong.

It says she's been teaching here
for five years instead of three.

- You think one person
created both accounts

and manufactured the
conversation between them.

- Exactly. You're not smiling.

Why aren't you smiling?
- Because as much as I'd
like to believe you,

the situation has escalated.

- Who's that?
- Josh Remar,

captain of the basketball team.
And he just told me

he was seduced by Mary.

- Is this your idea of a
prestigious institution?

He's a teenager. You'll be
hearing from my lawyer.

Let's go, son.

- That went about
as well as I expected.

- I don't understand. How
can Josh be "Studentstud2000"

when the accounts
are clearly fabricated?

- That's for the police
to sort out.

- You're involving the police?
- Josh is sixteen.

Age of consent with a person
of authority is eighteen.

- Are you saying
Mary could be charged?

- I never wanted it to come
to this. But now that I have

an allegation from a living,
breathing student, I have

no choice but
to follow protocol.

That means informing the police
and the board of directors.

- What, so just
when we uncover

that the online messages are
fake, this kid comes forward

with an accusation?
You got to admit,

the timing's a little suspect.
- I agree.

But the only thing that will
exonerate Mary at this point

is evidence.
- We'll find it.

- Well you better do it quickly.
Once the board hears of this,

they'll call an emergency
meeting, at which point

I'll be asked to explain why
I didn't report this incident

immediately.
After that,

I suspect I won't be
principal anymore.

- No, no, no, stop right there.I can't tell you anything.

- You don't even know
what we're gonna ask ya!

- The Ellard kid, right?
Getting the horizontal history

lesson from his teacher?
- Just wanna know what he said!

- Can't help you.
It's not my case.

- His statement was recorded,
right? We just wanna see

the footage.
- Angie, he's a minor,
for cryin' out loud. Excuse me.

- He's also a liar.
That teacher he accused,

she might lose her job.
Not to mention her reputation

is gonna be destroyed.
- OK, you know what?

I found his story seemed
a little fishy, but...

what can I do?
My hands are tied.

- Hm, Zoe's gonna be
so disappointed.
- Hm, yeah.

- Zoe?
- Yeah! The crazy girl

from the Beach. We hired her
as an office assistant.

- You hired her?
- She remembered how helpful

you were and suggested
we come down here.

She is going to feel so bad...
- Yeah...

- ...when I tell her
that it didn't work out.

- OK, you wanna see the video?
I'm gonna need some intel.

Pet names, phobias,
astrology, yay or nay.

- I'll give you
favourite Starbucks drink,

favourite movie, and any
allergies. Take it or leave it.

- Door.

OK now, if anybody catches you
in here, you broke in.

- We get arrested for that?
- Oh, absolutely.

Hey, Gail!
How you doin'?

- Just relax. Tell me what you
remember about the incident.

- We met at this motel
on Cawthra.

I made the room romantic.

Tea lights, rose petals.

Orange-scented chocolate. Miss Sinclair met me at five PM.

She wore a silver...

"negli-gee".

- Oh come on. This kid

doesn't even know
what a "negli-G" is.

This is clearly rehearsed.
- Wait, five PM...

Mary told me she was at the
doctor that day after school.

- We confirm that alibi
and she's off the hook.

- What? Do you have any idea

how damaging an
allegation like this is?

It sticks to your record
whether it's true or not.

- Don't give up yet.
- But I tried for years

to get hired at that school.
I loved working there so much,

and now it's just all gone.
Wait, why would Josh

say those things about me?
- We need to hear your
side of the story.

- Your appointment, last
Thursday. Give us the doctor's

name and we'll take
that back to Frame.

- I didn't go to the doctor's.

- So, where were you?

- At a protest.
Against Pelican Foods.

- The packaged food company?
- Why didn't you say so?

- They built Ellard's gymnasium.

They fund the annual European
trip for the graduating class.

If anyone knew
that I was protesting

against their genetically
modified foods, I'd be
in big trouble.

- Bigger trouble
than you're in now?

- The irony is not lost on me.

- Can anyone confirm
you were at the protest?

Someone we can speak to?

Mary, if we can prove you were
somewhere other than a motel

with Josh, this can end.

- Cooper Houser.
He saw me there.

- Is he another protester?
- No.

He's the Chief Communications
Officer for Pelican Foods.

- Cooper Houser?

- I... respect whatever religion
you are, but no thank you.

- We're private investigators.
Do you have a minute?

- Cooper, what's going on?
- Nothing. I'll be right in,

Renee.

- Do you know this woman?
She says she was at a protest

against your company
last Thursday.

- Yes, I recognize her.
Her name's Mary Sinclair.

- You know the names
of all your protesters?

- Miss Sinclair has been
very vocal against my company

for the past year and a half.
She communicates with me

when she's organizing protests.
- Oh, that sounds civil!

- Everyone has
a right to free speech.

- Remember what time
the protest ended?

- Uh, about 6:30.
- Did you see this kid there?

- Nope. Never seen him before.

- Thanks.

The protest ended at 6:30,
Josh said he met Mary at 5;

slam dunk. The kid's story
doesn't hold water.

- They could have met up after
the protest. Josh did say

they were up all night.
- : Come on.

That kid doesn't have
that kind of stamina.

- We need more proof than
a wonky timeline to get Frame

and Mary off the hook.
- What about Josh's statement

to the police? You said
yourself it sounded rehearsed.

Maybe somebody's
pulling his strings.

- Making a false statement is
no joke. I mean, Whoever it is

would need to have
something big on him.

- Maybe they do.

- Hey, Jules! I got
ice cream from Ed's!

- Oh jeez! I left my phone
in the car. Can you go?

- Sure.
- Never mind,

it's, uh... it's right here.
- OK. Well,

check your pocket before
you hit the panic button

next time.
- : Sorry.

- Hey, Liam.

- Evening, Mr. Shade.
Is that a...

is that a new coat?
Looks... it looks sharp.

You always have sharp coats--
- Stop saying coats, Liam

and help me scoop ice cream.
- OK!

Yep.

- Hi. Ahem!
- Hey. Where's your grandpa?

- Uh, he went to bed.
I thought you and Angie

were still working the case.
- Uh, that's actually

why we're here.
We need to talk to you.

- About Miss Sinclair. Yeah,
the story is all over school.

There's even an article
in The Ellard Voice.

- Ah, sorry about that. We tried
to stop that from happening.

- Now I get why
you couldn't tell me.

- Maybe you can help us, honey.
What can you tell me about Josh?

- Well, I mean, no one
believes it actually happened.

- Then why is he saying it did?
- Thank you.

- Could someone be
threatening Josh with something?

- Losing his athletic
scholarship maybe?

He literally lives
and breathes basketball.

- When you're on scholarship,
you have to keep grades up,

right? How are Josh's?
- Uh...

calculus is his kryptonite.
He was super worked up

over the mid-term a few weeks
ago. But then he scored, like,

a high eighty.

- What?
- When I was Josh's age,

I knew a guy named... Mark

And Mark wasn't
very good at math.

Mark's whole life was...
- ...Hockey?

- No... Football!

Or something... Anyway,

they wouldn't let you play
if you had crappy grades,

so Mark...
- Mm-hm.

...bought an old test
from a former student

to pass his class.
- Mark is such a cheater!

- Hey, Mark was young.
Don't judge him.

- If Josh did the same thing and
someone found out about it...

- ...They could use that
information as leverage

to get him to lie about Mary.
- We just need to prove

that Josh bought a test online .

Hey Zoe. Can you go
online and figure out

where someone could buy
an Ellard mid-term?

- Yep, I can try.
- Great. How's the filing going?

- Oh, I filed the crap
out of those files.

- : Yep...

- You're off your game tonight.
- Who are you?

Oh hey, Miss Everett.
- Oh, come on.

He wasn't even in your class!
- What can I say, I'm trending.

- I bet you're being
scouted by some pretty

serious universities, huh?
- Sure am. Why?

- Shame to throw it all away
over one stupid mistake.

- What's that?

- A copy of your calculus mid-
term. Well, not yours exactly,

the one you bought online
from a former Ellard student

to cheat off. Exact same
answers. Both right and wrong.

Time to tell the truth
about Miss Sinclair, Josh.

- No! They said if I did
this, they wouldn't say

anything about the test!
- They?

- Did someone
threaten you?

- They hacked
my PeriWink account.

They found out
I cheated..

- And blackmailed you into
claiming you slept with Mary.

- I'll deny anything
you say about me.

They'll get me
expelled if I don't.

- Who? You need to tell us.

- The ones who control
everything at this school!

The Ellard Eight!

- The Ellard Eight?
Is this a joke?

- Who are the Ellard Eight?
- An urban legend.

Back when Ellard was first
founded, the eight students

with the highest social
standing supposedly...

formed an elite club.

The idea was to bond them for
life as they went on to become

captains of industry. But the
group doesn't actually exist.

- Josh thinks it does.
He said he was contacted

by their leader, who threatened
to expose his cheating

unless he accused Mary.
- Well,

he's plenty exposed now.

Is he prepared
to recant his statement?

- He's scared to.

- Then there's
nothing I can do.

The board meets tomorrow.
I've run out of time.

- Uh, Ms. Frame...

You can't give up.
- It's alright, Mr. Shade.

I've had a good run as
principal. I'll land on my feet.

Good day.

- We can't let her and Mary
take the fall for this.

- How do you find a group
that doesn't exist?

- Maybe they do and
Frame doesn't know it.

- OK, well, they're
a student club...

How about we ask
the students?

- Oh hey, Zoe,

I think you accidentally
locked the door to my office

last night. I couldn't get in.
- Sorry. I will look into it.

- The Ellard Eight? No way! I've
always wanted to be a member.

- So, they're real?
- Of course they're real,

they just don't want
anyone to knowthey're real.

- Who runs the group?
- I don't know.

But their leader
is called "Number One".

- Oh! Just like
the Skull and Bones.

- No, not like the
Skull and Bones, Dad.

It's a glorified fraternity.
- You know what else

is a fraternity?
- What?

- Don't--
- The Illuminati.

I'll send you some literature.
It'll blow your mind!

- Why would The Ellard Eight
target Miss Sinclair?

What kind of a threat is she?
- Maybe we can find out

if we know where they meet.
Any idea where that is?

- No. But I do know someone

who was in consideration
to join them...

- Mr. Shade!

Thanks for inviting me
onto the team.

- Uh, You're not on the--

Thrilled to have
you here, buddy.

- Did you bring the letter?
- Yes.

- The Ellard Eight left this in
my locker last term. I followed

all of the instructions on it,
but I... I couldn't find it,

so I wasn't let into the group.
- "Into the deepest darkness.

Tunnel through
to find the light."

- There are some service
tunnels under the school

but I got lost in them.
They're this way.

- It's pitch black in there.
I couldn't find my way through.

- Look.

- Let's divide and conquer.
Jules, you come with me.

- Actually, can I go with Angie?

- Uh... sure.

- That means it's you
and me then, Mr. Shade!

- Fantastic.

- So, how's school?
You like it here?

- Yeah. Yeah.
It was easier

when I was staying at
my Dad's. It's a long commute

from Mom's place, and
she's always running late.

- I'm... pretty
sure your Dad

would be willing
to pick you up sometimes.

- Yeah, but then Mom would
get mad, and... you know.

- You alright, sir? You know,
we can rest if you want.

- I'm a former professional
athlete, Liam.

Let's keep moving.

- So, I guess you have
to do a lot of... research

when you go undercover?
- Yeah, I celebrate

the day Wikipedia was born.

- I've never really liked
the dark, I'll be honest.

But it's not like I think
there's monsters or anything...

- There aren't
any monsters, Liam.

- I know.
- Like when you went undercover

as a sex ed teacher...

did you... practice?
- Teaching?

- Sex.
- Um...

- I mean, do you...

know about sex--

Do you know
about teaching sex?

- : Where
is this going, Jules?

- How do you know
if it's the right time?

- Oh boy.
- If anything,

this place would have serial
killers or crazy hobos.

- If a crazy hobo serial
killer comes after us,

I'll let him
kill me first, OK?

- That's nice of you.
- Last time I said the "s" word

in front of Dad, he pretended
to hear rats in the attic

and spent two hours fake-
searching for them to
avoid the conversation.

- I bet Jules isn't afraid.
You know she isn't afraid

of anything. She says
that comes from you.

- Really?
- Yeah. Whenever she's scared,

she just thinks about what you
would do, and it calms her down.

- It's not easy being
a teenager. I remember.

You want everything
right away and it's all...

it's all right there, in front
of you, so there's no reason

why you shouldn't
have it, but...

You don't have to rush.

Trust me.

Life'll still be there waiting
when the time is right.

- Now I see why everyone
was so stoked for your class.

- Me, I babble.
Like now.

- Would you like to hold
the flashlight, Liam?

- : Yes, please.
- Is that your hand on my neck?

- No.
- Something's on me!

: I broke
the flashlight.

- So it happened.

: My phone's
in the car.

- OK, you do realize
I'm blind, right?

I'm used to not being able
to see. I'll lead the way.

Wait, there's air
coming out of this wall.

I think there's
a door here.

- Shade! I think we found it!

Follow my voice!

- Alright, I hear
you. We're comin'!

- So the Ellard Eight doexist.

- Yet they seem about as
threatening as One Direction.

- Check it out.

These are all
pictures of... Number Ones.

- Nothing for this year.

- Shade. Isn't that..?

- Cooper Houser.

CCO of Pelican Foods.

Mary was protesting
against a former Number One.

- Hey, how are you doin'?
Is Angie around?

- You're that cop.
- I am cop, yeah, sure.

- She's not here.
- Oh, it's too bad!

Yeah, that barista made an
extra one of these by mistake.

Say, you wouldn't
want it, would you?

It's a double-sweet,
Venti, caramel macchiato,

with extra foam.
- Are you kidding me?

I can't stand that sweet stuff.
- Are you sure?

Let me guess: you're not
actually a fan of the films

of Jean-Claude Van Damme
either, are you?

Yeah, OK. Well...
I'm gonna kill her.

- Can you
keep a secret?

- I think so,
yeah. I mean,

do you have a secret
that you wanna tell me?

I'd love to hear it. OK,
what is happening right now?

Where are you taking me?

What the hell
happened in there?

- Angie's door sticks.
She told me not to fix it,

but you can't
tell me stuff like that.

Opening the door
made a hole in the wall.

When I spackled over it, I had
to paint, so I moved the light

sconce, which revealed
faulty wiring, which revealed

two light switches that don't
actually turn anything on.

- Hey! It's OK. We can
figure this out.

- You know about repairs?
- Oh! No. I didn't...

I didn't mean that.
- What am I going to do?

I need to figure something
out before they come back.

- You know what? My cousin's
a contractor. I'm on it.

- Oh my God.
- Yeah.

- Tell him, I will do anything.
I will owe him one forever.

- You'll owe him
one forever? I'm sure,

he'll be thrilled to hear that.

- You really think
this is gonna work?

- Frame's meeting with the
Ellard board in a few hours.

So, if Cooper's using the
influence of The Ellard Eight

to attack Mary, we need
to rattle his cage

before it's too late.

- Here he comes.

Oh, my goodness!

I'm so sorry!
- I've warned him

about walking and texting .
- She has. She says I'm gonna

walk right into traffic.
- You're the investigators.

- Matt Shade. Small world.
- How is the case going?

With, uh, Miss Sinclair?
- Oh, we've had a
breakthrough, actually.

- We believe someone's trying
to frame her. Have you ever

heard of The Ellard Eight?
- Can't say I have.

- Really? 'Cause you're an
Ellard alumnus, and your wife

sits on the board.
- We googled you. You know,

I was wondering. What's a
communications officer even

doing at a protest rally?
- We want the public to feel

free to communicate with
Pelican, even if we don't

agree with the message.
- Very noble.

Not unlike The Ellard Eight.
A secret student society

at Ellard's, going back
generations. Rumour is

their clubhouse is
hidden in the service
tunnels under the school.

We find it, we'll find the
person responsible for this.

- Sounds like
a wild goose chase.

- If that goose
fabricated a sex scandal

to slander a teacher's
character, then yes,

that's exactly what this is. And
when we find out who's behind it

their goose is cooked.

- Well, I... wish
you two the best.

- "Their goose
is cooked"?

- Yeah, I'm sorry,
it just popped out.

Besides, looks like it worked.
- Huh!

He's lit up about something.

- Let me ask you something,
what's goin' on

with you and Jules?
- What do you mean?

- Don't get me wrong,
I'm glad it's you

and not of one
of Becca's friends, but...

- What?
I just get the feeling

she talks to you about things
she won't say to me.

- What kind of things

are you worried she's
talking to me about?

- I don't know. Things.

Personal things.
- She's growing up, Shade.

There's gonna be
things that she doesn't
wanna talk about with her Dad.

- Like what?
- He's pulling over.

Look! It's Mary?
What's she doing here?

- Maybe she figured out
he's behind all this.

- That doesn't look good.

- No.

Cooper's wife's gonna have
questions if she comes home

and Mary's inside.
- She's probably already

at Ellard . The board
meeting's in less than an hour,

we're cutting it close.
- Should we call the cops?

- Uh,

I wouldn't do that just yet.

- Didn't see that coming.
- No.

- How long have you
been seeing each other?

- We met during a protest
about a year and a half ago.

When Cooper found out
I was a teacher at Ellard,

he wanted to know why
I was against Pelican.

After a few
glasses of wine,

we found a connection
much deeper.

- Does your wife know?
- Yes. She's... she's known

for some time.
- Any chance she could be

behind this?
- Renee isn't vindictive

like that. We're getting
a divorce, she just...

doesn't want to hurt
the family with the news

until it's finalized.
- You two were together

after the protest. That's the
real reason you can't admit
where you were last Thursday.

- Either I admit to sleeping
with Josh, which didn't happen,

or I expose that Cooper has
been sleeping with a protestor

against the company.
It's his job or mine.

- Huh! Talk about
a rock and a hard place.
- I'm not proud of my mistakes.

But, I love that school, and I
would never do what I'm
being accused of.

- We believe you.
- So the Ellard Eight

isn't behind this?
- The Ellard Eight is just

a kids' club. An excuse
to give a few students

a false sense of power.
I haven't spoken to anybody

in that club for years.
- So, we're right back

at square one and the board is
assembling at Ellard right now.

Mary, I'm sorry.

- Shade...

- Why do you have

framed articles
from the Ellard paper?

- My daughter wrote them.
She goes to Ellard.

- Miss Everett. Mr. Shade.
- Miss Sinclair wasset up

by The Ellard Eight's leader. We
just didn't know why until now.

- Again with The Ellard Eight.
- They exist. We found
their clubhouse.

- You have the one responsible?
- We will in about ten minutes.

It's a delicate situation.
- It's too late.

I'm prepared
for the board's decision.
- Is that your resignation?

- Better to resign gracefully
than trigger an unnecessary war.

- Just give us the time we need.
- Ten minutes.

- Ah. Good, you're here.

- The Ellard Eight were
behind all of this?

- Just the current
Number One. We texted her

on the PeriWink app. She
should be arriving any minute.

- She?

- Daddy?

- Brie, what's going on?

They're saying you made up
this story about Mary.

Honey, why?

She's been your favourite
teacher for years!

- I'm not stupid, Dad.

I know what's going on.

I saw your texts to her.

How could you
do this to Mom?

- Oh, God.
- How could you

do this to my family?
- Hey, it's not her fault, Brie.

It's mine.
Your mom and I, we...

we didn't...
- Does Mom know?

- Yes.

We didn't know
how to tell you.

We were waiting
for you to graduate.

- : I just
thought that...

maybe if she was
out of your life...

you and Mom
would stay together.

It was stupid!

- I'm so sorry, honey.

We should've told you.

- Mr. Houser and his wife
explained everything

to the board, including
his relationship with Mary.

The police are dropping
the investigation and Mary

is staying at the school.
- What about your resignation?

- I didn't offer it.
- Good for you.

- What's gonna happen
to Josh and Brie?

- Josh cheated on his exam, and
Brie blackmailed him for it,

then led a smear campaign
against one of my teachers.

Not exactly
model students.

But Mary asked me
to go easy on them.
- That sounds like her.

- They'll be suspended,
but... officially,

this was an act of The Ellard
Eight. And as we all know,

they don't exist.

Let me know if you'd like
to sub again, Miss Everett.

I know the kids
would be thrilled.

- Um, I... I could speak to
the students too if you'd like.

- That won't be
necessary, but...

...Thank you for your help.
- : Yeah.

- How is she doing?
- Ah, she'll be OK.

- What did you say to her?
- I talked about

what I went through with you and
Mom. When a family breaks apart,

you have to look at
the big picture. Sometimes,

you gain as much as you lose.

- She slipped me this.

Looks like the Ellard Eight
is gonna need a new

Number One next year.
- Just you,

not Liam, right?
- Maybe I'll

make him my Number Two!
- Just like Shade is to me.

- Very funny.

- Listen, about Jules...
- It's OK.

I'm glad she feels like she can
talk to you. I don't wanna

get in the way of that. As long
as you're comfortable with it.

- Well, it surprised
me too, but, also,

it's pretty cool.
- And I'm not promising

it won't bother me,
but then, I won't ask.

- I would expect nothing less.
- And you gotta promise

to tell me if I should be
worried about something.

- You've nothing
to worry about, Shade.

You did a good job with her.

- What are you still
doing here? Go home.

Zoe...
- I can explain.

- You fixed the door.
- Huh?

- It doesn't stick anymore.
- No. No, it doesn't.

- I like things the way they
are, even if they're broken.

Especially if they're broken.

But I must say...

an unstuck door isn't that bad.

- Oh my God, I totally thought
you were gonna fire me!

- You know Shade's been on my
case to redesign this place.

Maybe it's worth considering. Do
not tell him that I said that.

- Your secret is safe with me.

- ♪ Hometown goes
wherever you go ♪

♪ Hometown goes wherever
you go ♪

♪ Such a beautiful
ring of black fire ♪

- So honey, I was thinking
about Brie and her dad.

Is that how you felt
when me and your mom split up?

- It's weird. I guess...

I appreciate it,
you know. Like I see...

you and Mom are better apart.
And I think the experience

made me stronger.

- You're the strongest
person I know, sweetie.

- OK, I'm turning on the TV.

Do your thing.

- Extra Long Shorts passes
the ball to Buck Tooth.

Buck Tooth heads down the court,
he passes it to Long Shorts

for the lay up.
No wait, he fakes it, he's

gonna dunk! Buck Tooth SCORES!
- Woo!

- ♪ Further I get ♪