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- ♪ Can you leave a light on for me? ♪

♪ The spaces solidify ♪

[eerie music]

♪ Sleeping with your eyes wide open ♪

♪ As black as the darkest sky ♪

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- You came. [exhales]

- Stop texting me. Stop calling me.

We're done.

- What did I do?

I don't remember.

I don't remember anything.

Scott.

Scott, I'll stop drinking. I promise I'll stop.

- Stop hooking up with Devon?

- Are you talking about that stuff

that was on me?

- I know now your Devon's bitch.

- What? No.

No, we're just friends.

- You are such a liar.

- Wait, Scott. - Don't!

- Don't touch me!

- Devon doesn't even like girls.

- You will say anything to get out of this.

Look at you, stupid slut.

[echoing] Slut.

- ♪ Can you feel the whole world shaking ♪

♪ Running but your arms are aching ♪

♪ Can you feel the whole world shaking? ♪

♪ I'm breaking inside ♪

[somber rock music]

- ♪ What they talking about? ♪

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♪ Every time I pull up ♪

♪ They say I see misbehaving ♪

♪ Look at the mess I've been making ♪

♪ Trying, I'm crazy, check from me--deal with it ♪

♪ I'm trying to learn ♪

♪ 365, I say, Get in there, kill it ♪

♪ 24/7 ♪

♪ No your money can't buy it so don't even try ♪

♪ Telling me to be quiet, telling me to be quiet ♪

♪ But I'ma keep running, keep running, keep running ♪

♪ Keep running, my back out ♪

♪ My out ♪

[echoing] ♪ My ♪

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Male newscaster: A championship volleyball team

awaits its fate tonight while here

at Shawnee High School.

Student council vice president Navi Gupta

has organized an overnight sit-in.

[indistinct whispering] - Guys, shh, shh, shh.

- Tell us what this sit-in means to you.

- Devon Ramsey was president of our student council.

He was captain of our basketball team.

And he was my boyfriend.

The discovery of this video,

the proof that Grace Park-Jensen was bullied

by her teammates leading to her suicide

should clear all suspicion from Devon.

The fact that he's not been cleared

is further proof of the systemic racism

people of color face each day,

and I am sick of it.

I call upon the governor of Pennsylvania

to condemn the actions of these bullies,

[phone buzzing] and for the police to release

any and all information regarding Grace's death.

We deserve to know the truth,

and we're not leaving until we get it.

[cheers and applause]

- I guess Larry didn't confiscate your phone.

- Collin, it is really unfair for you to act like this

with everything that's going on.

This is a crisis.

- Kat, there will always be a crisis with teenagers.

That's your job.

But our life has to matter too.

- Don't do this right now.

- You need to decide which is more important,

our future or that school.

[disconnect beeping]

- My husband.

- Oh, right.

Um...

I just never think of you as someone who has a life

outside this place.

- Neither does he.

I tried to have a baby.

I'm sorry, Faith. I..

Shouldn't...

- Go home, Katina.

I think we'll be okay here without you.

- I'm not going anywhere.

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[people conversing quietly]

- All right.

This is not a peace offering.

I'm not asking for your peace.

[soft laughing]

I just thought you all might be hungry.

- Pizza. - Oh, nice.

- And...

Tired of hearing the phone calls from your parents

so take these phones...

And let them know that none of you are currently suspended.

But the night's still young.

So you don't want to push me.

[laughter]

- You are a brave man.

- Yeah, well...

They're still my kids

even if they're going to cost me my head.

- You don't actually think

you could lose your job over this?

- [scoffs]

I've always appreciated your optimism, Katina,

but even you can't be that naive.

- But they can't do that.

None of this has been in our control.

We've been putting out fires left and right.

- Yeah, I know. That's the point.

I'm a principal not a firefighter.

And we have an arsonist in our halls.

- Excuse me.

Noelle Ramsey is outside in her car avoiding reporters.

She wants to come in and speak with you both.

[somber instrumental music]

- I have tried to be polite.

I have asked you to respect my family's privacy.

And I have done everything in my power to protect my son.

But now Navi's out there

announcing Devon's name on television...?

Our lives have already been uprooted.

I had to stop teaching

so I can stay home and make sure my son graduates on time.

- I hope I've made it clear

that Devon is welcome back anytime.

- Yes, we all miss him.

- I'm not letting my son spend this year

being treated like a criminal.

He deserves to be admired and respected for his intellect

and his character,

not to have his name dragged through the mud

because the girls in this school are out of control.

It's enough.

You need to get Navi away from the cameras.

- Navi's intentions are pure.

She's scared for him, so she wants to help.

- Well, she's not helping.

Her mouthy-ness, her disrespect...

A young lady should know better.

- Than to speak up for her beliefs.

- Than to turn the spotlight toward a young black boy

in this country.

No good can come from this.

And I would think the two of you would realize

just how dangerous Navi's behavior is for Devon.

You have to get her to stop.

- If...

you allow him to call her...

he doesn't have to give her any details,

just ask her to stop.

- I think it's our only shot.

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- It's Katina.

Yeah. She's right here.

- Hello?

[disconnected beeping]

[door thudding]

- That conversation lasted longer than I expected.

- Me too.

- Is he okay?

Are you?

- He said when the police questioned him...

they knew that he had called her after she sent the video.

- He talked to Grace right before she died?

- He was angry at her...

for telling Scott.

And the police, they kept digging.

They wanted to know what she was apologizing for.

And he had to tell them.

He had to tell them the truth

so they wouldn't think that he hurt her.

He told him that he's gay.

- [sighs]

Oh.

I, um...

- I feel so stupid.

- No, honey.

You're not.

- No, I am.

I am stupid.

It makes so much sense.

He never...

I'm a virgin.

And he never pressured me. He never--

- Just because a guy is respectful--

- But I'm his girlfriend.

Should have known.

Maybe I did, and I didn't want to see.

What did he think I was gonna do?

Hate him for it?

I mean, is that who he thought I was?

- The things that we...

want the most scare us the most, right?

He must have been scared that...

He would lose you in his life.

I know that he loves you,

and I know how much you love him.

- [crying] But he told Grace.

He trusted Grace,

not me.

You know, I think this hurts more

than if he was sleeping with her.

Because she really knew him,

and I never did.

[sobbing]

[door creaking]

- Scott, are you okay?

You never came back.

- I was blaming Devon for Grace dying.

- We all did.

- No.

I convinced myself she called him that night

because she loved him more than me,

but now I know that wasn't true at all.

I have to change the story. I have to change everything.

- What do you mean?

- She wasn't lying.

She wasn't, and I didn't believe her.

I have to change the ending... The ending is all wrong.

- What happened in your ending?

- I said terrible things to her, Faith.

I called her a slut.

- You, on...

on Friday?

- And then I just left her there.

If I stayed, if I believed her, she would still be alive.

- You mean at the party?

- No, the boulevard.

- You were--

- I was so angry seeing his name on her like that.

I couldn't think straight.

- You were with her on Saturday?

- She was all alone when she died.

She was all alone.

- Scott, what did you do?

- It was all my fault, Faith!

It's all my fault! [echoing]

- Faith.

Faith. - He's turning it into a story.

Like he can just use my life--

[stammering] And hers, and make it his?

- Who? - Scott!

He showed me these drawings in his sketch book, and...

he's writing a story about how she died.

- What? Where is he?

- He's in the nurse's station.

He's got this book, and-- and he's drawing these--

these pictures of Saturday night

at the boulevard because he was there.

- Wait.

Did he say that?

- He said that he's been blaming Devon,

but now that he knows the truth...

it's all his fault, I mean... [crying softly]

that he's the one who left her there to die alone.

And now he's turning it into this thing.

I mean, he can't do that. He can't--

- Faith, Faith. - He can't do that--

- Faith, Faith, Faith, honey...

I'll get the book.

I will get the book.

Okay?

But right now, it has been long day...

and we all just need to get some sleep.

- I'm not tired.

- Maybe you can just lay down for a little bit?

Get some rest.

We can deal with whatever tomorrow brings.

[somber piano music]

I will get the book.

I promise.

[somber piano music]

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- Good morning, everyone.

May I have your attention, please.

Well...

it's been a long night of tough negotiation

with the superintendent,

the school board, and thanks to Navi, the governor.

But an agreement has been reached.

The girls from the volleyball team who can be identified

in a video attacking Grace...

have been suspended.

- What? - Whoa.

[people conversing quietly]

- That was not our demand.

Our demand was expulsion.

- I also want to let you know that...

Your concerns have been heard by the school and the district.

The volleyball team will be required to forfeit

next week's championship game.

- All right. - Okay.

- All right. - That's something.

- You should all be proud of your efforts.

You may not have gotten everything that you wanted,

but... you sparked a district-wide conversation

that yielded very real results.

- The deal was expulsion.

- Navi, take the win when you get it.

- Guys...

Navi brought us a victory!

[cheers and applause] - Go Navi!

- So what, they don't just get to play a game?

I mean, what about everyone else who hurt her?

- Did you take my book? - No.

- I don't know why you'd take it.

- Scott, I didn't take your stupid book.

Leave me alone.

- Yo, uh...

someone turn on the TV.

- The March family received word this morning

that the school board has elected to suspend

my client, Audrey March,

in response to an alleged hazing incident...

thereby endangering both Ms. March's athletic

and academic prospects.

As you can see, as a result of these allegations,

my client has been personally,

physically attacked.

[echoing] - We were undefeated!

- Her injuries have furthered jeopardized

her athletic career.

She has been targeted by a biased administration

for exorbitant punishment

above and beyond standard disciplinary procedures.

[echoing] - Take it off!

- But the call for such punishment has arisen

out of a misguided attempt

to link Ms. March... [echoed laughter]

To an unrelated hit and run investigation.

- Well then, die then, Grace.

- In the absence of a perpetrator,

the community has understandably...

- Don't touch me! - But incorrectly,

found a scapegoat in Ms. March.

At this time, my clients and I are calling for a full

and thorough vehicular manslaughter investigation...

- [inaudible whispering] - To find out who the driver

was who hit and killed Grace Park-Jensen.

Whoever was with Ms. Park-Jensen on the night

of her death should come forward.

We have questions for that witness.

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