All language subtitles for Guidance.S01E06.The.Guilty.One.WEBRip.x264-ION10

[upbeat music]

[school bell rings]

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- So pathetic.
- Yeah, totally.

Do you think Chip
is seriously gonna go to jail?

- I mean, if Miriam
had really killed herself...

that would be murder.

- It must suck
to be her right now.

Yeah.

See ya after class.
- You too.

["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 ♪

- Have they
officially arrested him?

- Not officially,
they just questioned him.

[tense music]

This kind of thing
makes national news.

- You’re going
to the worst place.

- We are officially in
the worst possible place.

- I don’t think it was Chip.

- What?

- I don’t think
it was Bridget, either.

There has to be someone else.
It just--

It doesn’t add up.
- You don’t think it was Chip.

You don’t think it was Bridget.
You don’t know who did this?

I can’t continue to give you
anymore chances.

I have to go email parents.

We are not finished here.

♪ ♪

[school bell rings]

- I gave you the list.

I-I already supplied you
with that data.

- Yes and I appreciate that,
but you’re right.

All the addresses
are disguised.

JR1977@gmail.

Miley22@gmail.

ThumbPrick@gmail.

I mean, WhatIsUpYo@hotmail.

- I don’t know how else
to help you.

I’ve helped you
and I’ve helped--

You cannot keep pulling me
out of class.

- Um, is there any way
a person can get

photos off of a phone
if they’re not texted?

- There’s no true system
designed to deport.

Even by proxy.

- Oh, I’m sorry. I’m sorry.
I don’t know what proxy is.

- I mean by proxy.
Meaning, one individual

using another individual
to access the data.

Am I the only person
aware of these terms?

These are...basic terms.

- You’re incredibly smart.

- Relative term.

- Is it frustrating sometimes?

It must be.

To feel like
no one gets what

you’re talking about
half the time.

- To retrieve photos
from someone’s personal phone,

I would start with
their computer, where they have

likely stored said photos
when they sync their phone.

That person would need
to be with the computer.

Password.
Physical access.

Zip drive.

That’s the only way.

But I was never
in that room.

That’s all I can tell you.

- Thank you.

In her room?

[intriguing music]

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CHIP: If they press charges,

I could go to court,

and if they convict me,
then I’ll go to jail,

and then my life
is pretty much over.

And even if they don’t,
it will end up on my record,

and my life is still...
is still over.

- You can’t think like that.

- But it’s true.

You know it is.

Just because I took pictures
of my girlfriend.

I went to her house last night.

I thought that if I went there,
she couldn’t ignore me anymore.

I parked around the corner
like I used to,

and I honked.

[horn honks]

I was about to give up and go,
and then I saw her...

Coming through the trees
in the yard like a ghost.

And I really thought
for a second,

"This girl’s a ghost."

ANNA: What did she say?

CHIP: She said she never wants
to see me again.

ANNA: You’re going to get
through this.

I promise.

- I think I loved her.

ANNA: Maybe you did.

Love is big.

It is wonderful and awesome

and a pain in the ass.

Let me give you advice.

The one you loved in high school

is not your end-all,
be-all.

Sometimes loves
are just rest stops

as we make our way towards

being better versions
of ourselves.

- So Miriam was just, like,
a stopover?

ANNA: An important one,
but yeah.

Trust me, you will have many,
many more.

- Yeah, maybe.

[phone chimes]

- What?
- It’s my mom.

They’re pressing charges.

- Oh, my God.
- I’ve got to go.

- I-I-I can...

ANNA: So how was it?

- You don’t need to
reintegrate me into society.

I just missed a couple of days
of school.

- So you’re saying that you
learned nothing from this.

- I’m saying there’s not
a secret lesson.

- I like to think lemons can--

- No.
- Okay.

- Please, just stop
with that metaphor.

I don’t even like lemonade.

[mumbling]
But...

I guess eventually we’re gonna
tear each other down.

- What was that?

- I guess we have it
hard enough.

And we should support
each other,

no matter what.

I already knew that.

- I...

got your feminist club approved.

- Really?
Are you serious?

- As Ruth Bader Ginsburg.

And I will be your
administrative sponsor

if you will have me still.

- Why are you doing this?

- Because I believe
that you have a strong voice,

and...I don’t know.

You need a place to use it.

- It might just be me and you
at first, but...

this--this is cool.

Yeah, this is--
this is really cool.

- What about--what about Linz?

- Linz Schultz?
- Yeah.

- No.
- Why not?

- I don’t know;
ever since all this stuff

started happening with Miriam,
people think she’s, like,

the shiz, ’cause she’s what,
like, Miriam’s cousin?

I don’t know; she’s, like,
acting like her P. R. person--

- I don’t think it’s so terrible
that Linz is stepping up

to defend her cousin.

- Or she’s just an opportunist
like the rest of us.

God,
our society is so messed up.

Thank you for the club.

[school bell rings]

- Poor Linz.

[gasps]

LINZ: I heard that you were
talking to some people this week

about the pictures of Miriam.

They canceled "Macbeth"
rehearsal,

and I thought I’d stop by.

WALSH: Getting them
to trust you.

LINZ: I can email it to you
if you want.

Miriam’s my cousin.

She’s so amazing.

I hate it when my mom has to
drop me off early.

I mean, I don’t want to, like,
spread rumors or anything,

but I’ve seen Chip Greer
coming over to her house a lot.

I wonder what it’s like
to be loved by him.

If all this happened to me,
I would delete

all my everything and move
to Bumfudge Antarctica.

She has all these pictures
of glaciers

on the wall of her room.

CHIP: I was never in that room.

ANNA: You sent them to Miriam?

BRIDGET: I think I put them
on my computer.

ROGER: The person would need to
be with the computer...

physical access;
that’s the only way.

LINZ: They canceled "Macbeth"
rehearsal.

ROGER: The email addresses don’t
always contain their names.

- ThumbPrick.

LINZ: "Fair is foul,
and foul is fair."

The witches.
"Macbeth."

- Oh, my God.

[dramatic music]

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I’ve got it.

[upbeat music]

♪ ♪

- Hey, how’s Miriam?

- Oh, she’s okay.

- Tell her I say hey,
okay?

- Totally.

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[knocking]

- Come in.
Could you get the door?

You look nice.

- Thanks.

- I just wanted to say hey.

- [laughs]

- I thought no one let you
follow them.

- Oh.
Oh, this is just a stranger.

Are you on?
You should follow me.

- What’s your name?

- ThumbPrick.
I need to change it, though.

It’s so stupidly angsty.

It’s a "Macbeth" thing.

I was thinking, like,
"Linz" with many Zs.

- I’ve made some progress
with Miriam.

- She did it herself,
right?

- Actually, no.

You did.

- Yeah, totally.

Wait, what?

- It was you all along.

- No, it wasn’t.

- Oh, no?

This is you, right?

- No.

- Hmm, ThumbPrick, hmm.

Weird coincidence, huh?

Because this user registered
for the app

the day before the first picture
of Miriam went out

and has only made
one post since.

- I don’t know who that is.

- You don’t know who that is
or how the rest of the pictures

got sent to
the entire student body?

- No.

- So you didn’t access

the school’s contact list

when you were in the office
getting a late slip

when you told Ms. Mastro
that you were feeling faint

so that she went
to the vending machine

to get you a Larabar?

- I--

- Linz,
you’ve been in Miriam’s room.

You told me yourself.

- Not, like, a lot.

- Whose earrings are those?

They’re very pretty.

- They’re--
- Miriam’s.

They’re Miriam’s.

And you didn’t put this
in my office

the day your mom
dropped you off early.

- I--

- And lastly, you didn’t blast
the recording of Miriam and I

over the P. A. system
when Franklin

was supposed to be doing
the morning announcements,

but weirdly...

He got a phone call
that his car was hit,

which wasn’t true.

I checked with Franklin.

So you didn’t do
any of those things?

- I just wanted to show her--

- Show her what?

- What it’s like.

- What what’s like?

- To be down here.

- I know it doesn’t seem
like this now,

but that does change
when you’re older.

And you just have to
wait it out,

because being weird
and different now,

that’s what makes you
stronger later.

- I can’t think like that.

I’m living now,
not then.

I can’t live for the future
when the now is so bad.

- But you’ve played a willing
part in making it so bad.

- Oh, God.

Please tell me you at least
understand why I did it,

how she made me feel.

I know you get it.
We’re the same.

- I get your headspace.

I do.

I’ve had to hide behind my hair,

felt like I’ve been trapped
in the wrong body.

I’ve been so jealous.

That’s where
the similarities end.

Because I would never,

ever ruin someone.

- But...

- Never.

[knock at door]

- Are we done here?

Linz,
come with me.

- What’s going to happen?

- I’m sorry, Linz,
but you’re being expelled.

Your parents are on their way.

WALSH: Let’s go.

Go now.

Nice work.

[gentle piano music]

♪ ♪

- Hi.

I’m so sorry.

- I want to know why
you did this to me.

- I don’t know what you heard,
but--

- I know everything you did.

- B-but everything’s fine now.

Nobody got hurt.

- I lost my Juilliard audition,

Chip almost went to jail,

and there’s pictures of me
all over the internet

that I did not put there.

- [scoffs]
Not like you even care.

- Everyone cares what people
think about them.

If someone says they don’t,
then they’re lying to your face.

- My whole life, I’ve always
been compared to you.

My parents are always like,
"Miriam this, Miriam that.

"She’s so beautiful.
Look at her, such talent.

Blah, blah, blah."

And you get Chip.
Of course you get Chip.

- What about Chip?

- I’ve liked him
since second grade.

- I didn’t know that.

- Of course you get him.

People just like you,

no matter what you do,

and no matter what I do,
how hard I try,

I’m never good enough.

We used to hang out,
remember?

We’d eat popsicles
and play Guess Who?

But then you stopped talking
to me.

- We stopped talking
to each other.

We’re different.

- Hi, understatement
of the millennium.

- You don’t want to be me.

- Yeah, I do.

- I wish I was you.

- [scoffs]
Invisible?

It’s very exhausting...

all the time we spend
wishing we were each other.

- Yeah.

You can do way better
than Chip anyway.

- Uh, how?

- His brain is equal parts
sports talk and protein powder.

The most elaborate text
I’ve got from is, "’Sup?"

You guys would have, like,
nothing to talk about.

- I always thought he had, like,
pain in his eyes.

- Yeah.

I guess he’s had
some of that too.

I’ve got to go.

- Yeah.

My parents are on their way,

and you probably don’t want
to be here for my hanging.

- You’ll be okay.

- Maybe.

Remember how we used to draw
that weird face

on Uncle Eddie’s bald spot?

- [laughs]
Gary.

- Gary.
We named it.

LINZ: We were so weird.

- Yeah.

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[knocks]

- Hi.

- I heard you cracked the case.

- Well, it more cracked me,
but yeah.

- I--I like you.

- Hmm.

- It’s kind of funny
that technically

we are the adults here.

- And yet still in high school.

- Yeah.

Maybe tonight...do-over?

- Yes, please.

- Awesome.

Hi.
Welcome back.

- Thanks.

Hey.
- Hi.

How are you?

- Okay, considering.

I talked to Chip.

My dad dropped all the charges.

- What about Linz?

- I still can’t believe
it was her.

- You and me both.

- I guess I understand
why she did it.

- You do?

- Yeah, I mean,
we grew apart.

And I got so wrapped up
in things.

And she’s under
a lot of pressure

to be a certain way.

Everyone is.

- It’s very big of you
to understand.

- It’s whatever.

- It’s not.

- So I just wanted to thank you.

- It’s my pleasure,
and just a heads-up,

I spoke to
the Dean of Admissions,

and he knows that everything
that happened wasn’t your fault.

- Yeah, I know.

My audition is next week.

- You’re gonna nail it.

Thank you.

Sorry.
- Nope, I’m not.

- So what’s next?

- You’re gonna go
to that audition,

and you are gonna kill it.

- You’re pretty good
at guiding.

- Thanks.

- You’re a really bad detective,
though.

- Yep, I’m aware.

[school bell rings]

- I’ve got to get to class.

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[Sophie Rose’s "Attention"
plays]

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