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Christopher McKay's father
demanded excellence.

Although she feeds me
bread of bitterness,

and sinks into my throat
her tiger's tooth,

stealing my breath of life,
I will confess.

I love this cultured hell
that tests my youth.

However strong
you think you are,
you are stronger.

Her vigor flows
like tides into my blood...

- ...giving me strength
erect against her hate,

- Her bigness sweeps my being...

- ...like a flood.
- Let's go, let's go.

Yet as a rebel
fronts a king in state...

- There you go. Up, up.

without a shred of terror,

-malice, not a word of jeer--

However strong
you think you are,
you are stronger.

Darkly I gaze
into the days ahead,

and see her might,
and grin at wonders there.

Beneath the touch
of time's unerring hand,

like priceless treasures
sinking in the sand.

- Great work, son.

Get some water.
Get ready for practice.

Ready. Set. Hut.

As much as he hated
his father for the pressure
he put on him,

he knew it was because
he was special,

because he had a gift,

because he saw
something in him

that could one day
lead to greatness.

- Are you kidding me?

Hey.
You're out of the game.

You get emotional,
you lose.

You get angry, you lose.

- Dad, he called me--
- I don't give a good goddamn.

Why do you think
he's talking to you
in the first place?

- Because he--
- Because he's trying
to get a rise out of you.

Trying to make you upset,
lose focus.

That's his game.
That's the world's game.

They want to push on you,

poke on you,
see exactly how much
you can take.

And how much you can take
is what will ultimately
define you.

Because the measure of a man
is in how he reacts.

How am I supposed to react?

By taking everything you feel,

all your frustrations,
your anger, your rage,

you bottle it up,

you take your position,
and when that snap comes,

- you let it explode.

Hut!

The truth was,
McKay was shy,

but winning
gave him confidence.

And that confidence
was the result
of his dad's beliefs.

Routine. Routine. Routine.

He was recruited to play
division one football

- at the state college,
30 miles from his house.

He began to imagine
a life in the NFL.

- This is it, son.

- This is it.
- Yeah.

He knew he was smarter
than most football players,

and that he would take
the money he earned
and invest it wisely.

He would use it
to build an empire.

-And then he got to college,

and he realized that
everyone on the team
was as good as him,

- if not better.

He spent all of preseason
on the bench.

When the offensive coordinator
would break down plays,

he'd find his mind wandering,
trying to do the math

on the odds of him
going pro.

If there were 129 D1 teams,

and 85 players per team,

that made him one of 10,965.

- And he realized...
- Offensive coordinator:
17-yard game...

...he didn't stand a chance
of going pro.

But at the same time,
he started dating Cassie.

You are literally
the most beautiful girl
I've ever seen.

And as stupid as it sounds,
he fell in love with her.

That's probably what
was getting in the way.

Cassie is all he ever
thought about,

and those fucking photos
and that fucking video.

He just couldn't understand
how she could have so little
respect for herself.

But the thing that really
pissed him off

was when she'd
play dumb about it,
like at the carnival.

What have I done, McKay?

It's not like it's that big
of a fucking secret, Cassie.

I mean,
even her mother said it.

I tell you, it's not easy
to hold her attention.

Like mother, like daughter.

But he also liked the way
she made him feel.

And he liked
the way she dressed,
to a certain point.

But it's not like
he would say anything,
he wasn't that possessive.

And he liked how
she'd walk in the room,

- and every guy would
turn their head.
- Hey.

That's what made it fun.

- Hey.
- I've seen you around,
but I don't think we've met.

I'm Daniel.

Nice to meet you, Daniel.
I'm Cassie.

Rue.
They were jealous of him,

because she was his.

♪ I only have eyes ♪

♪ For you ♪

♪ Dear ♪

♪ Sha-bop, sha-bop ♪

Every time I feel good,
I think it'll last forever.

Wow.
Um...

You-- You look...
fucking amazing.

Thank you.
I don't really feel it,
but... you know.

But it doesn't.

Um, you smell like alcohol.

Uh, I mean,
it's Halloween, right?

Right. (sighs) Yeah.

Daniel was throwing a party.

- You Ted Bundy?
- You're Alabama Worley.

Yes, I am.

Cassie was very proud
of her costume.

In fact, she had worn it
last night, too.

Holy smokes!
Look at you! Wow!

Isn't Halloween
tomorrow, hon?

At college, they have
Halloween parties
all weekend, Mom.

Oh.

Aw, sweetie,
you look so beautiful.

I'm Alabama Worley.

- From True Romance?
Look, I'm gonna
be honest with you, Cass.

I feel like if
we go to this party
and you're dressed like that,

I ain't gonna ever
hear the end of it.

In, like, a good way
or a bad way?

In a bad way.

Okay, so what do you
want me to do about it?

- This isn't even
a real costume, okay?
- Yeah, it is!

- What's wrong with
a football player?
Woo!

Welcome to Sig Pi Nu,
bitches!

Straight up. That's the coolest
Halloween costume
I've ever seen.

Thanks, Daniel.

I love the scene
where they fuck
in the telephone booth.

Me too.

Ted Bundy was taller.

So?

Kat's parents were
out of town for the weekend,

which was good,
because it gave her

the freedom to focus
on the important things...

♪ I'm a thick bitch,
I need tempo ♪

...expanding her empire,

and collecting her
motherfucking bag.

♪ Kitty cat, kitty cat,
kitty, kitty cat ♪

♪ Prrr me a glass, boy,
I like my water wet ♪

You're so fucking worthless.

She now had four men
that she cammed with
on a regular basis.

All of whom she affectionately
referred to as her "pay pigs."

- Let me see you oink, piggy.
- Oink, oink!

- Weeeee!

♪ Slow songs,
they for skinny hoes,
can't move... ♪

My dream in life
is to bankrupt you.

She was a getting a number
of incoming requests

for cam sessions,
most of which she turned down.

And then, last night...

- Wow, you look fuckin' cool.
- Wow.

It's, like, whatever.

- I think I'm gonna get
really fucked up tonight.
- Mm. Same.

Kat
Cool.

The only other time
I'd ever seen Jules drink

was the night of McKay's party.

It's not like I'm a drag
and want everyone
to be sober around me.

It's just, something felt off.

Tequila makes me aggressive.

Ugh. Tequila makes me
want to dance.

I, uh, I once took,
like, ten Vicodin,

and drank an entire thing
of tequila, and then,

I, like, blacked out
for three days.

But while I was blacked out,
I, like, still went to school

and did homework and shit.
It was really weird.

Well, let's not
do that tonight.

Uh, I won't. I'm--
I'm clean, so we're good.

Wait a minute.
I was supposed to be
your chaperone.

But now I'm drunk.

- I don't, like, actually
need a chaperone.
- Oops.

- Um, where's Lexi?
Uh, she's...

kind of hard to miss.

I'm Bob Ross.

The painter from PBS?

Hey, creepy.

- The whole point of Halloween
is to look attractive.
- No, it's not.

Oh, really? You do me a favor
and you count how many
girlfriends of yours

are dressed up
like 50-year-old men.

Report back to me.

Is it too much?

- No.
- Absolutely not.

Wow.

You know when
you're with someone
and things just aren't right?

But you're afraid to ask,
because the answer
might be worse

than the feeling right now.

- Wait, did you guys
hear about Nate?
No.

Nate had been
temporarily expelled.

Nate, if you're innocent,
you act innocent.

You walk in here
with your head held high.

Michael, good to see you.

Good to see you, too, Cal.
- How are you?

- Good, good.
Booth in back?

Yeah, yeah. One second.
Let me... Let me check
on that for you.

- You gonna get
the mac and mash?
Yeah, probably.

- What about you? Mac and mash?
No, I'll probably
just have the broccoli.

Broccoli, right,
with the garlic.
Yeah, that's a good dish.

I wonder
what's taking him so long?

- Good to see you, Cal.
- Tim, likewise.

Yeah. Listen, um...

Come here.

I don't want to make
a big to-do,

because I know you're here
with your family and everything,

but the situation
with your son, it's just...

A lot of people
are talking, and...

- He's innocent, Tim.
He didn't do it.
- I know. I know.

It's just, with him here
and at this time, it's just...

Look, if you want to wait
in the car,

- I'll get your order to go.
- Hmm.

I'm gonna remember this.

Have a nice night.

I told you it was a stupid idea.

At first, Nate spent
most of his days in bed.

Then he decided
to spend his days
driving around aimlessly.

Sometimes he'd check in
on Maddy.

Sometimes he'd check in
on Jules.

Or watch her house at night.

He met Maddy every
Friday night at the motel.

He looked forward to it
every week.

Maddy always made him
feel better.

- Get your fucking finger
out of my face.
- ...fucking one time.

- Let me talk.

And in turn,
he made Maddy feel better.

♪ I need you
to hold me down... ♪

♪ Will you hold me down ♪

♪ I need you to hold me... ♪

Do you think it's always
gonna be like this?

I don't know.

I feel like
you need a plan.

♪ And a bang, bang, bang
at the window ♪

♪ A bang, bang, bang
at the back door ♪

- Is she okay?
- I don't know.

Does she normally drink?
No.

Something's definitely going on.

- This must be weird.
- What?

Like, being a teenager,
but not really being able
to do teenager stuff.

Yeah, well, when I'm an adult,

I won't be able to do
adult things, either.

Is that Gia?

You gotta be fucking joking.

What are you doing here?

What am I doing here?
What the fuck
are you doing here?

Getting lit.

I'll deal
with your ass later.
Get up.

What?
- I said get the fuck up.

Fuck you.

Now let me just be
real straight with you.

You ever been to rehab, Roy?

- No, I'm Troy. I'm--
- Roy, Troy.
I don't give a fuck.

- I said have you ever
been to rehab?
- No.

Well, in rehab, there are
some real fucked-up
motherfuckers.

We're talking people
who are on the hook
for armed robbery,

attempted murder,
real fucked-up shit.

- Hardcore motherfuckers.
It's true.

I went once. It was scary.

You know what happens
when you spend

an extended amount of time
in rehab?

You tend to make friends
with those hardcore motherfuckers.

So let me be
very clear with you.

If you so much

as go past first base
with my little sister,

or try to get
her high again,

I will call Omar,
I will call Marlo.

I will call Avon,
I will call Brother Mouzone,

I will call fuckin' Bodie,
and I will call
fucking Stringer.

And I will have these
motherfuckers standing
outside of your front lawn.

- Do you hear me?
- Or even Wee-bey.

A hundred percent.
Do you know what kind of
people these are?

These are the kind of people
who will strip you
fucking naked,

and go to work on you
with a pair of pliers

and a blowtorch.
Do you hear me?

- Rue, I think he understands.
- I don't think he understands.

- Tell her you understand.
- I understand.

There you go.
Now go in there,

tell my little sister
she looks nice.

Gia, I think you look
really nice tonight.

- Really?
- Yeah, really.

Uh, you want a drink
or anything or something to eat?

They got fruit punch, you know,
if you're thirsty.

♪ Act one, scene four,
yeah ♪

♪ Run, Ricky, run,
run, nigga, run,
jump, nigga, jump ♪

♪ Come here they come,
run, run, run, run ♪

♪ Gun with the drum,
bum, bitty, bum,
slump in the trunk ♪

♪ My city go
dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb ♪

♪ 151, rum and a blunt,
young nigga numb, numb, numb ♪

♪ And he got a little gun,
a little-bitty killer
really doing it for fun... ♪

I'm, like, a street vampire.

- I can see that.
- Yeah.

Um, you dressed
as a slutty nun?

I'm Thana from Ms. 45.

Huh. Nice.

Um, what's that?

It's a movie
about this mute seamstress,

who gets brutally raped
at gunpoint.

And at the end,
she puts on a nun costume,

goes to a Halloween party
and shoots everybody.

- That's cool.
- Yeah, you should watch it.

Um, can I ask you
a question?

Sure.

Um... like, um...

What happened
the night of the carnival?

'Cause I feel like
it felt like we were,
like, having a lot of fun

when we were,
like, hanging out.

And then you just kind of,
like, disappeared.

What is, like,
your weird fascination
with me? I don't get it.

What? I don't have
a weird fascination
with you.

Okay. Say we hung out
that night.

And then what?

Um...

I-- I don't know.
And then we would,
like, hang out again.

Ethan, why would
we hang out again?

'Cause we, like,
enjoyed hanging out?

Ethan, if you want me
to suck your dick or fuck you,

just say it, but...

stop acting like we'll be
boyfriend and girlfriend,

because the chances
of that happening are,
like, literally zero.

Thanks, bro.

- Hey, what's up, kid?
- Hey, man.

Uh, look I owe you an apology.

Nah, come on, now.
We're good.

Bro, man. I, um...

I said some really
fucked up shit I didn't mean.

Listen, Rue.
You a drug addict.

I don't take nothin'
a drug addict says personally.

'Cause I don't believe nothin'
a drug addict say.

I love you, I hate you.
You the best. Go fuck yourself.

It's all the same shit.
You know what I'm sayin'?

- Y'all just lookin'
for a angle in.
Yeah, I know, but--

As your friend,
I need you to know
that I'm sorry.

- And I love you.
- I love you, too, kid.

And thank you for not...
selling me drugs.

As your friend, I got you.

You sober?

Yeah.

And how's that?

You know, it's weird.

I've been fucked up so long
that it kind of feels like
a new drug.

I feel you.

The highs are high.

But the, uh...

The lows are low.

♪ When I think of you ♪

♪ My heart ♪

♪ Remembers ♪

♪ All the love we never had ♪

♪ All the love
we never had ♪

♪ Just me and you ♪

♪ Do-do-do, do-do-do,
do-do-do, do-ooh ♪

♪ When I think of you... ♪

The truth was,
Cassie and McKay were
in a really weird place.

♪ I remember ♪

♪ Springtime ♪

♪ That was when
we fell in love ♪

You gonna stay mad?

You think you can stay mad.
You can't stay mad at me.
Look at this face.

- Huh?

♪ And I still think of you ♪

♪ And the promise we made ♪

- Frat guy: McGay!

- Get him!

Stop!

Oh, fuck! Stop!

Stop! Get off of him!

Stop!

Frat guy:
Fuck me, McKay!

Frat guys
McGay! McGay!
McGay! McGay!

- Stop!
- Frat guy: Oh, fuck me,
McGay, yeah!

- Woo!

Frat guy:
Sig Pi Nu, bitch!

Babe?

Hey.

Are you okay?

I'm good.

I can't believe they did
that to you, McKay.

- It was so fucked up--
- Cassie, it's all good.

It's not that big of a deal.

Why do you have
your shirt on?

I don't know,
McKay, like...

eight guys just came in here
and it was really fucked up
and weird.

So do you not want
to have sex anymore?

No, I mean--
I mean, I guess.

Of course.

Well, then, get undressed.

Do you want me
to put it in my mouth?

Just give me a second.
Hold on.

♪ Sittin' here lonely
like a broken man ♪

♪ I serve my time
doing the best I can ♪

♪ High walls and bars,
they're surrounding me ♪

♪ But I don't want
your sympathy, yeah ♪

♪ Oh, baby, oh, baby ♪

♪ I just need your
tender lovin' ♪

♪ To keep me sane
in this burnin' oven ♪

♪ When my time is up,
be my rebirth ♪

♪ Like I was worth
on God's green Earth ♪

♪ My rebirth, my rebirth ♪

♪ Baby, yeah,
mean it's my rebirth ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

What are you doing?

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah ♪

♪ Yeah, baby,
yeah, baby ♪

♪ Come on, yeah,
come on, yeah ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah ♪

Yo, ain't that
your homegirl right there?

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ Can't you feel my love? ♪

- ♪ Baby, baby, baby, baby ♪

♪ I need you, baby,
squeeze you, baby ♪

♪ Baby, you girl, baby ♪

♪ I love you ♪

What's your number?

What?

How many people
have you had sex with?

Like, um, like, sex-sex?

Yeah, sex-sex.

Um...

Oh. Holy shit,
you're a fucking virgin,
aren't you?

- I mean, uh...
- Is that why you wanna fuck me?

- What? No, no. No. That's not--
- So... So you don't...

No, I mean, I mean, I--

You do or you don't
want to fuck me,
Ethan?

I do want to fuck you.

Well, I don't fuck virgins.

- Really?
- Yeah.

Oh.

Why?

'Cause, they just,
get too emotionally attached.

Plus, they're too shy.

I like to fuck people
who know how to fuck.

You're, like, soaking.

What are you doing?

Oh.

- Oh!
- Does that feel good?

Yeah, yeah.
Oh, right there. Wait.

Jules, what are you doing?

Although I joy in thee,

I have no joy
in this contract tonight.

What are you talking about?
I don't know what that means.

It's too rash.
Too unadvised.
Too sudden.

Too like the light
in which thou doth
cease to breathe.

Jules, you're drunk, okay?

And you sound like an idiot.
Can you please
get out of the pool?

Ere, one can say it lightens
sweet good night,

this bud of love by summer's
ripening breath

may prove a beauteous flower
when we next meet.

And maybe Ali was right
about Jules.

'Cause this doesn't feel good.

Stop, okay.
Can you stop?

Stop. Stop.

- S-Stop, stop. Jules--

I just wish she'd told me
about last night.

What do you want?

I need something from you.

Nate, why would I do
a single thing for you?

'Cause I'll put you in jail.

Or on a sex offender registry.

I mean, it's your choice.

I don't want to force you
to do anything.

Oh!

Yo, Stingray McKay.

- What's up, man?
- What's up, man?

Have you seen Cassie?

Yeah. I think she's dancing.

Um... Daniel, I can't.

But I'm dying to fuck you.

I know, but we can't.

Why?

'Cause I'd feel
really guilty about it.

But I wouldn't.

- All right.

Wait.

- You're not turned on?
- It's not about that.

So we can't have sex?

No.

But I can kiss you.

Can I feel you up?

No.

So I can't do that.
And I can't finger you.

Um-mm.

But feel how hard my dick is.

Come on. You have no idea
how much it hurts.

Like, it's
so fucking painful.

You're the most beautiful girl
I've ever seen.

Has anyone
ever told you that?

- Oh. Sorry, go ahead.
Hey, close the door!

Hey!

Lex.
What's up?

Have you seen your sister?

Oh, she went home
a while ago.

All right, yeah,
'cause she's not answering
my phone calls right now.

- Oh, she's probably sleeping.
- All right, well,

when you see her,
can you tell her
to give me a call?

- Yeah, definitely.
- Okay. Thank you.

Hey.

Aren't you, uh, supposed to be
that painter guy from PBS?

- Yeah, Bob Ross.
- Bob Ross. That's funny.

Thank you.

Daniel, come on.

Cassie. Look.

I really like you.
I wouldn't tell anyone.

- I know.
- Okay.

So no one will know.

Daniel, I'm...
I feel really drunk.
I should just go home.

- What, are you joking?
- No. I'm sorry.

Sorry for what?

Who the fuck
do you think you are?

- What?
- Well, this is literally
the second time

you've done this to me.
So, if we're not gonna fuck
then what are we doing?

- Are you being serious?
- You think I'm here
because I'm interested in you?

In what you have to say?
Or what you think about things,

as if you're so
fucking interesting?

Fuck, are you dumb.

You came on to me, remember?
And ever since then,

you show up, you lead me on,
and then you whine about
your fucking boyfriend.

Like, every time
you start talking,
I think to myself,

who the fuck does this girl
think she is?

You are so fucking boring.

Hey.

I'm gonna be honest with you,
because no one else will.

Any guy who says
he's interested in you
beyond just fucking you,

is full of shit.

So good luck
with your boyfriend.

Wow. You're crying now.
What else is new?

♪ To your soul ♪

♪ Cry ♪

♪ Cry ♪

♪ Cry ♪

- What?
- Uh, I, uh...

- I just gotta go--
I gotta use the bathroom.
- All right. Okay.

♪ You leave in the morning
with everything you own
in a little black case ♪

Fuck.

Shit. Fucking...

Fucking idiot.
Goddamn it.

What the fuck?

Rue? Rue?

Rue.

What happened?

- Um, I'm a burden.
- What?

Yeah. Um, I'm sor--
I'm just...

I'm a burden,
and it is what it is,

and it's embarrassing,
and it's stupid, but, um,
it's true.

- So, I'm sorry.
- No, don't say that.

You're not a burden.

♪ Run away, turn away,
run away, turn away ♪

♪ Run away ♪

♪ Pushed around
and kicked around ♪

♪ Always a lonely boy ♪

♪ You were the one
that they'd talk about... ♪

Rue!

- What's wrong?
- I think we're gonna
head out.

No. No, it's just 'cause
you're not dancing with me.

That's not it, Jules.

Jules, you're soaking wet,
and really drunk.

You're dry.
And dressed like Bob Ross.

- Okay, I think we're gonna go.

Don't be fucking boring.

This whole town is
so fucking boring.
I don't care.

Uh, would you like
to go with us, Jules?

Okay, well, then,
how are you gonna
get home?

I don't know.

And I don't care.

Okay, let's go.

I can't--
I can't fucking leave her.

♪ Run away, turn away,
run away, turn away ♪

♪ Run away ♪

♪ Run away, turn away,
run away, turn away ♪

♪ Run away ♪

♪ Cry, boy, cry ♪

♪ Cry, boy,
cry, boy, cry ♪

♪ Cry, boy, cry, boy, cry ♪

♪ Cry, boy,
cry, boy, cry ♪

♪ Cry, boy, cry, boy, cry ♪

♪ Cry, boy,
cry, boy, cry ♪

♪ Cry, boy, cry, boy, cry ♪

Fuck.

My whole life,
I've been working towards
this one thing.

Going pro.
Being the greatest.

And for as long as
I can remember,

I thought that was
actually possible.

Then I get to school, and...

I look around,
everyone's good.

Like really, really good.

I don't know, Dad.

I'm not the best.

I know if I'm not the best,
there's no way
I'm getting drafted.

I don't know what to do, Dad.

It's all in your head.

You let doubt creep in,
you're done.

♪ Run away, turn away,
run away, turn away ♪

♪ Run away ♪

♪ Run away, turn away,
run away, turn away ♪

♪ Run away ♪

- Morning, Tyler.

Fuck. Oh, God.

- Sit down, Tyler.
- Please, man.

Please don't fucking
hurt me again. Please.

Tyler, I'm not gonna hurt you.
You're in a fucking neck brace.
Just sit down.

I want to have
a mature conversation.
Come on.

- About what?
- Your options.
It's okay. Sit.

- What are my options?
- Not good, man.

- But one's better
than the other.
- Oh, fuck.

Please, dude.

I-I was in the hospital
for, like, seven days.
I-I--

My retina detached,
and I can't-- I can't see,

and, and...
I get migraines constantly,

- and I can barely breathe
through my nose--
- Tyler. Tyler.

I don't care.

I need you to take a breath. Relax.

I need you to go in your room
and put some clothes on.

Then I need you
to get in your car
and drive down

to the East Highland
police station.

You're gonna walk up
to the receptionist,

and you're gonna tell her
that you'd like to confess
to a crime.

What crime?

The second night
of the carnival,

you ran into Madeline Perez,

who's a junior
at East Highland High.

You'd been stalking her
since she turned down
your sexual advances.

You confronted her
and asked her why
she'd been ignoring you.

She said it was because
she had a boyfriend.

You became enraged,
and you choked her.

What's my other option?

Well, I mean,
go about your day.

But, at some point,

Madeline Perez is gonna
go down to the East Highland
police station.

She's gonna walk up
to the receptionist.

She's gonna say
that she'd like
to report a crime.

- What crime?
- On the weekend
before school started,

she went to a party.
She got intoxicated.

She was raped
in the swimming pool

by a 22-year-old college student
named Tyler Clarkson.

Who, on the second night
of the carnival assaulted
and raped her again.

You cannot prove
that I was at the carnival.

- You sure about that?
- Yeah.

- 'Cause I was here.
- Here.

Alone?

I'm not gonna confess
to a crime that I didn't do.

Then we'll make you confess
to one that you did.

Either way, it doesn't
fucking matter.

- Can I help you?
- Yes.

I'm here to confess to a crime.

- Detective Riley:
Do you recognize that man?
Yes.

He's the guy who assaulted me
the night of the carnival.

Something about
this whole thing just...

I don't know.
It just feels odd.

Riley, we got a girl in 202
who says she witnessed
the Perez assault.

I was walking to the bathroom.

And, uh... I saw this guy
yelling at this girl,

behind one of the trailers.

And, I kind of, like,
stopped and looked
for a second.

And then he grabbed her
by the neck and kind of, like...

pushed her up against
the side of the trailer.

And then I immediately
recognized that it was Maddy.

And I knew...
I knew the guy's

face from somewhere.
I just...

couldn't, like, place it.

Uh, and then...

Last night, I realized
where I knew him from.

And, uh, he's the guy that

hooked up with Maddy
the night of McKay's party.

Detective Riley:
Did anyone coerce you into
making this statement today?

No.

Detective Riley:
And you realize that filing
a false police report

or making false statements
to the police

impeding a
criminal investigation
is a very serious crime,

punishable by up
to seven years in prison.

I do.

Detective Riley:
I'll ask you one more time.
Are you telling us the truth?

Happy Halloween.

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