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‐ WOMAN: Previously on "T@gged"...

‐ Looks like you actually have some competition this time.

Something happened at her last school.

ROWAN: Do you know anyone here? ‐ You know, not really.

‐ Zoe, are you OK? ZOE: I'm fine.

[gun shot]

‐ WOMAN: Dunbar!

WOMAN: Did you move? ‐ No.

But I swear I can still see a stain through the paint.

‐ Look at her arms. She's a cutter.

‐ Freak. ‐ Now this here is Fishy.

And he still carries it with him everywhere he goes.

ROWAN: We could interview each other about our parents.

‐ Yeah. ‐ Leave me alone.

‐ No. Called in a few favors.

No charge.

‐ You gotta like something. So what's your thing, Hailey?

‐ I don't know.

HAWK: It is imperative that you figure that out.

‐ Have you ever thought about running away?

SEAN: I want to go to California with you.

I'd go to hell and back for you. Forever.

HAILEY: Forever.

‐ I don't even know why you stick around.

I don't want you anymore.

[phone vibrates]

[phone clicking]

‐ [screams]

[dramatic music]

WOMAN: I tagged you guys.

[upbeat music]

♪ ♪

‐ Hey, Rowan. ‐ Hey, Zoe.

I heard you got the lead in "Twelfth Night." Congrats.

‐ Thanks.

‐ How's everything going?

‐ I'm sorry your heard me in the bathroom the other day.

‐ It must be hard to change schools

in the middle of the year.

‐ Yeah.

What are you doing tonight?

‐ I'm actually hanging out with Nicki tonight,

but are you free? Would you like to join us?

‐ Yes, I'm always free. Let's tee up.

‐ Yeah, what's your number?

[indistinct chatter]

‐ [laughs] It's OK, grab it.

Oh, Cass. Smile for the camera.

CASSIE: [laughs] Come here.

‐ Come here. [laughs]

CASSIE: Come on.

‐ Get her. Get her.

‐ Come on, show us your scars. Come on.

‐ Ooh, yeah. ‐ Show us your‐‐

No one believes us, show us your scars, come on.

Show us your scars. Come on, show us your scars.

‐ Take of her sweater, yeah.

Oh. ‐ [gasps]

Oh, my God.

‐ Hey, hey! What is going on in here?

Are you recording this?

Elisia, are you OK?

Hey, are you OK?

‐ Oh, hey, quick, quick, does anyone have a gun?

Does anyone have a gun here?

Anyone have a gun because I would rather

put a bullet in my brain than have to look

at your face for another second.

Boom! ‐ Trevor, shut up.

I'm sick of you talking shit to her.

‐ What, man? ‐ What do you mean "What"?

I'm sick of you talking shit to her.

She never did anything to you. ‐ Oh, seriously, Brandon?

Come on, you always agree with me.

She's a stuck up bitch who makes everyone miserable.

‐ You know what?

You are the problem, OK?

If you‐‐If you ever even mention her again or look at her,

I will tell everybody about that night.

‐ Screw you, man, all right?

TREVOR: You can go play with your girlfriend then.

BOTH: ♪ If there's no tomorrow, baby ♪

♪ Would you care to hold me? ♪

♪ Call from what we've been through ♪

[bell jingles, door opens]

‐ I wanted to say thank you.

‐ You didn't have to do that.

‐ I didn't know what a former drug dealer

turned barista would want.

‐ I'm not actually a barista.

I don't have the extensive training,

but I am incredible at swiping plastic.

‐ Well, uh, here.

Fun fact, succulents are very Instagramable.

ASH: (laughs) Cool.

‐ Yeah, maybe when you look at it

you'll think about me.

‐ So, uh, who's in the hospital?

‐ My dad.

The big C.

‐ Do you want something to drink on the house?

‐ You got scotch on that menu? ‐ Unfortunately, no.

‐ Maybe another time. ‐ Uh...

yeah, I don't know.

You know, I work a lot, so...

‐ Well, I'd rather you don't know than,

you know, it's a no.

I'll take it.

MAN: ♪ It's time for me to get going ♪

[thunder rumbles]

[gentle music]

♪ ♪

‐ I love this rain.

I got us bus tickets.

‐ Yeah? OK, when do we leave?

‐ Monday night.

‐ And we're not gonna tell anyone?

‐ No one. SEAN: All right,

it'll be our little secret.

I can't get California out of my head.

Sleeping on the beaches, under the stars,

bottle of whiskey.

Get naked, go skinning dipping.

[sighs] I can't wait for that.

♪ ♪

‐ That dude Trevor?

‐ [scoffs] Trevor, yeah.

‐ Does he drive a big blue truck?

‐ Yeah, it's a sweet ass ride, huh?

He's actually let me borrow it a couple times.

‐ What's his deal?

‐ He's a little rough sometimes, but he's cool.

♪ ♪

‐ You would never hurt me, right?

‐ No, never, of course not.

Hey...come here.

♪ ♪

I would never hurt you.

You know that, right?

‐ Yeah.

[phone chimes]

[sighs]

♪ ♪

[haunting music]

NICKI: I asked my brother to switch me rooms.

ROWAN: You wanted to sleep in here?

‐ I didn't want to, but I thought it made the most sense.

Sometimes I wonder what it would be like

to do what he did.

To do what Hailey did. ‐ Don't say that.

Hailey didn't want to die.

‐ Maybe Dunbar didn't want to either.

Now I really screwed up though.

Sometimes I think I deserve,

like, something bad to happen to me.

‐ It was a joke website.

You made a mistake.

‐ We thought it was funny, but we knew it was mean.

I'm a piece of shit

and everyone would hate me if they really knew.

♪ ♪

‐ You're a kind person, Nicki.

You're the only one who's made me feel understood

since this whole thing has happened.

‐ Really?

‐ Really.

Promise me you won't do anything stupid.

Seriously, promise me.

‐ I promise.

‐ I invited Zoe.

She should be here soon.

‐ New girl, why?

‐ Maybe if I had tried harder

or been more open to Dunbar,

things would be different.

‐ I'm gonna go raid my parent's fridge.

♪ ♪

[wind chimes clanging]

♪ ♪

WOMAN: Dunbar! [gun shot]

[mysterious music]

♪ ♪

[dramatic music]

‐ [gasps]

[eerie music]

♪ ♪

[doorbell rings]

Wait, don't open that door.

‐ Sorry I'm late, my Uber took forever.

[dramatic music]

ROWAN: So what really happened at Montgomery?

‐ Yeah, we heard you didn't choose to leave.

Were you expelled?

‐ Word travels fast, huh?

I started a blog.

It was a fashion blog,

but it was mostly like what not to wear,

know what I mean?

I took pictures of girls in school and I posted them.

At first it was private, just my friends

and then I made it public...

and then I got expelled.

‐ Savage. ‐ I'm not an asshole.

I knew it was a total dick move.

My, uh‐‐

My therapist says I have impulse control disorder.

But that's crap.

I just wanted attention. Duh.

I don't need a PhD in psychology to figure that one out.

Anyway, definitely got a lot of attention.

None of it was good, it's so not cool

to be a bully these days.

‐ True that.

I was a bully, I guess. ‐ You were definitely a bully.

‐ I bullied her. ‐ Oh.

‐ I did. No, you're right, though,

it's not cool at all.

‐ Well, how about you, Rowan?

Are you a bully?

‐ Come on, you've never bullied anyone?

Everyone bullies somebody.

‐ I mean... I bully my dad, I guess.

‐ Your dad?

‐ I'm an accidental bully.

‐ Nope, nope, not a thing. ‐ Fine.

‐ You gotta own it.

‐ I don't know, I get bullied a lot, so...

‐ You do?

‐ Yeah, I do.

‐ Look...

you've gotta treat them like they're your friends.

They follow you around,

your name is always on their mouths

and they think about you way more

than you think about them. [chuckles]

Look, you can't let them get under your skin.

‐ I've never thought about it like that.

‐ And if it gets too bad, you have to beat them

at their own game.

Fight fire with fire.

[chuckles]

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

[thuds]

‐ Isn't it past your bedtime?

‐ Probably.

[train horn blares in distance]

But I wanted to ask you a few questions about our project.

‐ Oh, yeah, the project.

Right.

‐ Did you play baseball with your dad?

‐ Damn, girl, get right down to it then.

Yeah.

He coached me.

He gave me his old glove and I would wear it everywhere.

And I took it to school, I took it to bed,

I wore it in the shower.

[both laugh]

‐ Does he go to your games? ‐ Yeah, every game.

Front row with popcorn.

I mean, you saw him, what do you think?

[gentle music]

♪ ♪

‐ Why did you defend me this morning?

‐ Because I'm a nice guy. ‐ No, no, you're not.

What's the real reason?

‐ Trevor's annoying.

[both chuckle]

And you didn't tell the guys about Fishy.

I mean, you could've roasted me with the fact

that I carry around a stuffed animal

in my backpack,

but you didn't. So...

I guess I owed you one.

‐ I don't need you to defend me.

‐ I know.

What's with all the questions?

‐ I'm trying to figure out why you're such a dick.

[both laugh]

No, I'm serious, OK, you say that you're a bad guy...

‐ Mm‐hmm. ‐ But I don't think

you're a bad guy, I just...

think you kind of act like an asshole.

‐ Oh, that's really sweet of you.

‐ It's accurate.

[both laugh]

‐ Hey, that's...

‐ Oh. ‐ A really a pretty necklace.

‐ Yeah, thanks.

My sister gave it to me while she's, um...

gone out of town.

It was my mom's.

♪ ♪

Give that back. Give that back right now.

‐ Whoa, whoa whoa, whoa. What's this?

♪ ♪

You know the‐‐ the video of Dunbar?

The one of Raven bullying him at the Grotto?

I didn't even remember him from camp.

[scoffs]

How messed up is that? He stepped in to defend me

and...

I didn't even remember I knew him.

♪ ♪

‐ I didn't remember him, either.

I reintroduced myself to him this year.

How much does that suck?

I think about that all the time,

about how he must have felt.

He completely remembered me and I‐‐

I didn't remember him.

‐ Look at you.

Everyone would remember you, Rowan Fricks.

‐ I should go.

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

‐ You should forgive yourself, Rowan.

‐ Can you?

‐ No.

‐ See?

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

[ominous music]

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

[phone beeps]

[elevator dings]

♪ ♪

[panting]

[hissing]

[dark intense music]

[elevator clangs]

[elevator alarm rings]

♪ ♪

‐ [coughing]

Somebody help me!

Help me! Please!

Please! [panting]

[phone chimes]

[groaning]

[alarm continues to ring]

[coughing, grunting]

♪ ♪

[grunts, coughing]

[ominous music]

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

WOMAN: I tagged you guys.

♪ ♪