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MIRIAM: Well, what�d they say?

- That they never received your transcripts.

- Well, that�s a lie.

I know I sent my transcripts.

- Let�s just think this through.

- This was all I had.

- Miriam, I promise you--

- You can�t promise me anything.

They probably just made the whole thing

about the transcripts up �cause they saw my pictures

and decided I was some crazy exhibitionist slut.

Some girl I went to camp with who lives in freaking Canada

saw them on some Instagram.

- Oh, no.

- So yeah.

- Wow, that�s a lot of likes.

- I don�t care about the stupid likes.

It doesn�t matter.

Nothing matters.

My audition is canceled, and it�s over.

Everything is over.

Now my dad hates me,

like he didn�t already.

- You told him about the pictures?

- I didn�t have a choice.

He was gonna find out anyway.

Anything I do that�s not perfect,

he can�t process it.

Everyone thinks I�m this perfect--

but I�m not.

I hate this.

I hate how everyone is looking at me now.

- Don�t they always look at you?

- Not like this.

- I�m sure it�s awful.

- This school is pathetic.

Everyone in it.

- How do you mean?

- Everyone looks at me like I�m some god,

which I did not ask for.

Okay, maybe, sure, if I�m being super honest,

I am better than them.

If that�s what they want to think,

sure, yeah.

I will go far,

and they will get fat and die here.

They will never go anywhere.

I�m not responsible for their meaningless lives.

I�ll never be like them.

- Do you think your dad is going to pursue legal action?

- I don�t know.

Ask him.

I got to go.

["Attention" by Sophie Rose plays]

SOPHIE ROSE: One more footstep through the silence

Then let the sky fall

Rumors keep spreading like sickness

And they�ll kill us all

�Cause when I walk in, the heads turn

Just like they�re watching a fire burn

I�m all that they see

I�m all that they dream to be

I got your attention now

I got people talking, running their mouths

I got your attention now

Whispers in the air, they�re calling me out

Like give me your attention

I want your attention

I know it�ll take me down

- You mean to tell me that you really have no clue

who�s behind all of this?

- I have some theories, but...

- Well, who have you been talking to?

- Everyone that could possibly have a connection to Miriam

and then some.

- All right, you�ve got till Friday.

I need answers, and I need them now,

by any means possible.

You get me a name.

- Any means. Got it.

[cell phone chimes]

- Budget meeting.

I have to go.

[solemn music]

- Hey. - You guys going to the party?

BOY: Oh, I�m definitely going

to the party this weekend.

I mean, after we win the game.

- After we destroy the game.

- Oh, dude, they�re going down.

- You guys practice?

- [laughs] Practice?

[all speaking indistinctly]

[suspenseful music]

CHIP: Hold on one second.

Let me--I want to show you

something real quick, man.

I left my phone in there.

Hold on.

Did you guys take my phone?

Do you have it?

Do you have my phone?

[solemn music]

- Thank you for checking.

I really appreciate it.

I owe you.

Thanks, bye.

[sighs] Oh, hi.

- Did you know that female or female identified faculty

are not supposed to go into

the boy or boy identified locker room?

- What?

- What were you doing in there?

- Um, I was investigating.

- You do know that that is an invasion of privacy, right?

- Well, I believe I figured out who is doing this to Miriam,

and I would appreciate it if you could keep it between us.

- Mm-hmm.

Are you talking about Chip?

[scoffs]

Is that supposed to be news?

Of course he texted it to people.

A hot picture of Miriam Worth is like a freaking Tesla.

It�s a freaking yacht.

It�s a Great Dane.

It�s whatever it is that makes men feel big.

Oh, my God, you�re seriously now just figuring this out?

After they hooked up,

he was all over Instagram bragging about it.

- What?

- Post sex face.

I don�t know; it was gross.

Miriam, as you know, isn�t on Instagram,

which is basically the contemporary version

of not being so much into electricity,

so no, she didn�t see it.

It doesn�t really matter,

because now she is more worshipped than ever.

You�re born into this; it�s like India.

Case in point: Roger.

- What about Roger?

- Well, he�s lower tier,

and he tries to confront the upper tier--Chip--

speaks his truth, and he gets his ass beat.

And then we have Miriam, upper tier,

and her scandalous pictures

have made her even more popular than ever.

She can do no wrong.

Behold the caste system.

But you know, if people really knew,

that�d be a different story.

- Knew what?

- What she really thought of them.

Then she�d be over.

[solemn music]

- Oh!

What was that?

- I just got suspended from the team

for fighting with that weird dude.

- Asperger�s. He has Asperger�s.

- Look, I need you to talk to my coach

and tell him he provoked me.

Okay, you were there.

- I�ll see what I can do,

but you did shove him.

- Because he came at me.

This is BS.

- You need to calm down.

- Did you tell everyone I took the picture of Miriam?

- I did not.

- Somebody did.

Everybody knows.

- What you say in here stays between us.

- It�s all out of control.

- Are you sure you definitely didn�t

send the pictures to anyone else?

- No, no, they were for me, you know?

For us.

- You�re going to have to

start telling me the truth.

- No, I�m out of words.

- Chip.

- I went over to her house a few weekends ago,

and she was working on her English lit project

about "The Old Man and the Sea."

["Warrior" by Raphael Lake and Thomas Collins plays]

RAPHAEL LAKE: Ooh, ooh, ooh

CHIP: She was making this diorama,

building his boat and his net and stuff, and...

She was really upset.

What�s up?

- I don�t want you to see me like this.

CHIP: It�s okay. Tell me.

- It�s so sad and stupid, I can barely say it.

RAPHAEL LAKE: You cut me, then played with the knife

Walked out the door

[cell phone chimes]

- What do you mean, you found your mom?

Isn�t she, like, dead?

- That�s just what people think,

what I let people think.

But she left...

when I was five.

And a few months ago,

I started to look for her on Facebook.

And I found her.

I knew it was her.

It took me forever

to finally send a message,

but I did.

Weeks.

I even saw that she read it,

but nothing.

But tonight...

- "Miriam, I think it�s best for the both of us

"if we don�t communicate.

"I�ll never forgive myself for what I did,

but I can�t be a part of your life."

What?

- How could she not even want to know me?

Not even a little bit?

RAPHAEL LAKE: You say I�m a demon

And I know it�s true

And you say it�s a battle

That you can�t lose

I�m a warrior, a warrior

A warrior, a warrior

A warrior, a warrior

A warrior, a warrior

I�m a warrior, a warrior

A warrior, a warrior

A warrior, a warrior

A warrior, a warrior

A warrior

- You�re not worthless, okay?

Okay, you�re--

you�re, like, magical and weird.

- No, I�m not. - Yeah, you are.

You�re a freaking dork too.

- So are you.

- I mean, you�re hot and stuff,

but that�s just, like, a little part of it.

You got a lot of other qualities.

Let me show you.

- What are you doing?

[camera shutter clicks]

See?

Told you.

- Take another.

[camera shutter clicking]

[upbeat dance music]

- Yes.

You are beautiful.

And then a few days later,

she stopped texting me back.

She just stopped.

- She broke it off with you.

- Yeah.

Yeah, I guess she did.

- I get it.

I�ve been there, and it hurts...

Which is why I think you�re behind this.

- Wait, what?

- In fact, I know.

- Oh, yeah?

What do you know?

You sure are good, Ms. Schmidt.

- So are you?

- I don�t have to do this anymore.

I suggest you quit grilling me.

I�ll tell the principal you�ve been flirting with me.

- What?

CHIP: Yeah, you know what I�m talking about.

You let me know when you talk to the coach.

[door closes]

[solemn music]

- You�re early.

- Your door was open.

- Always is.

How�s your arm?

- Painful, but I�m medicating appropriately.

- We have to discuss what happened.

Why did you go after Chip like that?

- Makes me angry.

- What?

- It angers me.

ANNA: What does?

- That someone would treat Miriam like that.

- Roger, I need you to explain to me

what happened between you two.

- It was nothing.

- What sort of nothing?

- The nothing sort of nothing.

I thought it was something, but then it was nothing.

That�s that.

- Okay.

You were trying to protect her?

How did pictures of Miriam get sent out

to the entire student body?

- It�s a mail merger system.

- I meant via text.

- There�s a program for that too.

- Okay, pretend you�re talking to somebody

who can barely open Safari

and has pretty much no tech knowledge.

- I could show you.

- Why do you have a folder of Miri--

- It�s too hard.

- I thought you said it was simple.

- The system--it�s-- it�s too complicated.

I have to go.

- Roger.

Hi. - Hi.

How�s biz, Sexy Sherlock?

- Just compiling evidence.

- Ooh, murder mystery talk.

Okay.

- I have an open-door policy.

- Oh, the guidance office is temporarily closed.

- Oh-- - I have to kiss you.

[upbeat dance music]

- [laughs]

- Five minutes.

- Ten minutes.

That was very dramatic.

Oh, yeah.

Keep going.

[solemn music]

Do you want a Twizzler?

- These guys are my favorite.

- Mine too.

Oh, God.

Principal Walsh is meeting with Miriam�s dad.

Oh, God.

What do you think he�s saying?

- I know he�s my uncle,

but I really don�t know him all that well.

He�s hard to know.

- Like father, like daughter.

- So you really don�t know who�s doing this to Miriam?

- I have a theory, but I don�t have enough proof.

- I think it�s probably Chip,

some kind of crime of passion.

Something Shakespearean like that.

I wonder what it�s like to be loved by him,

to be loved by someone like that.

- You don�t want to be loved by someone like that, Linz.

- Why not?

- Because that�s not the answer.

- Then what is?

[knocking on door]

- Can you excuse us, please?

- Of course.

- So...how did it go?

- He is furious.

I have no idea what he�s gonna do.

- What if I talk to him--

- Where�s my name?

I need a name.

- I have someone. I just--let me--

MIRIAM: This school is pathetic.

Everyone in it.

- What is that?

What is happening?

- I don�t know.

ANNA: How do you mean?

- Is that you?

MIRIAM: Everyone looks at me like I�m some god,

which if I�m being super honest,

I am better than them.

- Oh, no.

- Have you been recording your conversations in here?

- No, I don�t know what�s going on.

MIRIAM: If that�s what they want to think.

- Oh, my God.

MIRIAM: If I�m being super honest, sure, yeah.

I will go far.

They will get fat and die here.

ANNA: Miriam.

MIRIAM: They will never go anywhere.

- Holy--

MIRIAM: I�m not responsible

for their meaningless lives.

[students murmuring]

They will never go anywhere.

BOY: Dude, everybody�s hearing this right now.

[laughs]

MIRIAM: I�ll never be like them.

[fire alarm ringing]

[dramatic music]

[suspenseful music]

["Attention" by Sophie Rose plays]