All language subtitles for Silk Stalkings S03E18 Head n Tail 1080p Peacock WEB-DL AAC 2 0 H 264-CHDWEB (1)_track3_[eng]

[music playing]

[cheering]

If things go right, I
might be leaving with Tommy.

You'll have to catch a ride.

But Edie, I don't
know anybody here.

Just offer to let one of
those stud ponies take you home.

You'll meet all of them.

Come on, Tiffany.

It's a party.

Are you coming or not?

It's just--

I've heard about these guys.

You know what they
expect from girls.

Hey, no one's going to
force you into anything.

Girls want to be with them.

If you don't, cool.

Stay in the car.

Hi.

Can you grab one of the handles
on this before I drop it?

It's not that heavy.

But it worked.

I finally got close to you.

You're Tiffany right?

I'm Harley Eastlake.

I've got you in third period.

Hi.

Well, we better get
this thing down there.

The beasts get restless
past feeding time.

[music playing]

Edie really likes Tommy.

Yeah?

I guess, maybe, you'll
need a ride home.

Hey, don't look at me like that.

You're safe with me.

Sorry.

I'm really glad I met you.

You're really easy to talk to.

Me, too.

No

[music playing]

No!

No!

[screaming]

No!

Shut up.

Shut up!

[muffled crying]

Shut up!

I bet she's a virgin.

Oh, good.

Lucky Harley.

That just means double points.

[ticking]

[theme music]

This is Hastings' and
McConnell's call, Lance.

What are you doing here?

I was on my way in when
I heard it on the radio.

She's young.

Yeah.

A senior citizen found out her
he was taking his morning walk.

Any ID yet?

No.

[radio chattering]

Somebody is pacing
the floor right now,

and they're worried sick,
wondering why their daughter

didn't come home last night.

And we get to tell him why.

[waves crashing]

All right, tell Dr.
Roth this one is priority.

Go ahead, go ahead.

Captain--

We can't take these
personally, Rita.

Too damn many of them.

It's another homicide.
Just shrug it off.

Look, Captain, there was a
beach part of here last night.

I found the remains
of a fire down there,

and the ashes are still warm.

It's not your case, Rita.

Look, if she's
a local, they can

probably ID her through
the high schools, right.

Now it's a safe bet
some of her classmates

were there at the party.

So they should check the
trash cans for beer bottles.

You might get a print match.

You want this case, Lance?

Like I said, I
was just driving by.

I'll see ya.

[music playing]

TOMMY: 34!

TOGETHER: 34, 24, 36, hut!

[shouting]

[laughter]

NEWMAN: Almost run back.

Who's hand is that?

Get off.

Luanna?

Yeah?

NEWMAN: Tommy, hit me.

I'm going to go out.

Have you seen Edie today?

No, but then I
was looking for her.

Why?

She didn't come
home last night.

I'm kind of worried about her.

She's a big girl.

Hey, I hear you and Harley
really got it on last night.

I don't want to talk about it.

Why not?

Everyone else is.

He got bonus points.

[laughs]

Points?

What?

Yeah, 50 for the score.

10 because you're new, and
10 because you're a virgin.

Or you were a virgin.

At least he said
you were a virgin.

[laughs]

What are you talking about?

Hi, kid.

Did you sleep well?

[laughter]

HARLEY: I guess not.

TOMMY: Aw, hey.

You know, Harley, the
least she could have done

is thank you for the ride home.

Oh, well, I figure after
the ride she gave me,

it was the least I could do.

Tommy, Edie didn't
come back last night.

Where is she?

How the hell should I know?

You were with her.

I saw her.

You were on the beach.

Um, no, no.

Must have been somebody else.

Ow!

You're hurting me.

She wasn't with me.

Understand?

All right.

Who loves you, Luanna?

[kisses]

What's going on, Tommy?

We were together last night,
the three of us, all night.

And none of us saw Edie.

Oh, god.

We sat around the fire, had
a few beers, and that's it.

Period.

Or would you rather say that
you were off raping Tiffany?

Hm?

Go long.

The both of you, go long.

Come on, shoo.

Hut.

Ah huh.

No, I'm just calling to see
how the poor people are living.

As well as can be expected.

What's going on?

You sound down.

No, it'll pass.

CHRIS LORENZO (ON
PHONE): Come on.

What's up?

We found a dead floater this
morning down on Winston beach.

Female?

Yeah, of course.

CHRIS LORENZO (ON
PHONE): So are you on it?

No, it's Hastings
and McConnell.

So how long is your little
vacation going to last?

Vacation?

Hey, I'm working my--

[laughter]

--butt off here.

So I can hear.

Hey, I didn't pick the spot.

The Colombians picked the spot.

Well, I'm sure
you'll tough it out.

CHRIS LORENZO (ON PHONE): So
how's the Cap treating you?

With the usual disdain.

Speaking of which, I got to go.

All right.

I miss ya.

So, I got an ID on
that girl on the beach.

Edie Flynn, 17 years old.

The ME puts time at
death 23:00 last night.

Cause of death, drowning.

Immediately prior
she'd been physically

and sexually assaulted.

She was a student at
the Bayshore School.

You know that school?

Yeah, it's an
exclusive private school

on the south end of the island.

Why?

Anybody down there know you?

No, why?

Well, Hastings and
McConnell went down there.

You were right about that
beach party last night.

They questioned a lot of kids,
and nobody saw nothing right.

They think everybody
got together

and made sure their
stories were straight.

Well, that's too bad.

But like you said,
it's not my case, so--

But the only way we're
going to crack this thing

is to send somebody
in undercover.

Now Hastings and McConnell
are already made--

You want me to go in.

Right.

Look, Captain, I would like
to take a pass on this one.

I don't know why, but it really
bothered me this morning.

I'm sorry, Ms. Lance.

But I can't afford the
luxury of indulging you.

You're the best shot
I got, so suit up.

All right.

I'm not going to send
you in there alone.

How do you get somebody
to pose as a teacher?

You know, Lorenzo would
have been perfect.

It's too bad you
loaned him out to Narco.

What about Ashiraf?

You got to be kidding me.

Ashiraf doesn't have
the nerve for it.

Nerve?

Rita, what nerve?

These are high school kids,
not drug cartel hitters.

Yeah, and one or more of
them may be killers, Captain.

Ashiraf is out.

Bronson.

Huh?

Bronson lives about a
week away from retirement.

I do know one person
who would be perfect.

Who?

You.

Yeah, I couldn't think of
a better authority figure.

You would make a great
teacher, Captain.

Mm, no.

No, not me.

I haven't worked
undercover in 15 years.

It was never my strong suit.

I don't have the
subtlety for it.

No.

OK.

I'll go in alone.

No, you won't.

So?

That means you're
coming with me?

OK.

I'll pull the necessary strings.

OK.

Oh, here.

This is Hastings'
interview notes.

There's a girl in
there, Tiffany Cole.

She was the victim's roommate.

She seemed shaky like
she was afraid to talk.

Could be a good starting place.

OK, partner.

[music playing]

Hey, hey, hey.

Don't park that
next to my Porsche.

I don't want it to
catch your rust.

HARLEY: Oh, man, there
goes the neighborhood.

NEWMAN: Come on, man.

You call that a paint job?

That car must be older than you.

Look at that.

I'll give you five grand just
so I can push it off a cliff.

[laughter]

You got a problem
with my car, son?

No, nothing a little
paint wouldn't fix, Pops.

Look, check it out.

She's hot.

Well, why don't you kids stick
to bubble gum and pom poms,

huh?

She's a little old for you.

There's still a lot of
good reading in old books.

[laughs]

TOGETHER: Hi, Sandra.

You know you're not supposed
to be smoking on campus.

What you going to do,
arrest me for smoking?

The lady said don't smoke.

Oh.

Hi.

Hi, I'm Sandra Thomas.

You must be the new substitutes.

Yeah, hi.

I'm Harry Lipkin.

Rita Michaels, hi.

I am going to take a big
interest in class today.

Woof.

I'll walk you to
the faculty lounge.

The Dean has your assignments.

OK.

TOGETHER: Bye, Sandra.

So who were those
jokers anyway?

Bayshore's BMOCs.

Just your usual sons of riches.

So, welcome to Bayshore.

You drew a bad day to
begin substituting.

Is there ever a good day?

We're always fresh meat.

Our kids are high
strung as it is.

But today they're really
going to be distracted.

One of our girls was murdered
at a beach party Friday night.

You know I read about
that in the newspaper.

You think maybe one of
the students did it?

The police don't.

They came around and asked
a few questions, then left.

But anything's
possible, I guess.

You know, most of our
students are really good kids.

But like everywhere
else, there are a few

that make it hard on everyone.

Like those clowns in
the parking lot, huh?

Yes, charming group.

They call themselves
the Head 'N' Tail Club.

Head and Tail Club?

What is that?

What does that mean?

You sure ask a
lot of questions.

Oh, yeah, well--

it's my inquiring
mind, that's all.

You should see me
at the supermarket,

can't keep my hands
off the tabloids.

[laughs]

Well, the Dean's
waiting for you in there.

You're subtle
definitely needs work.

[bell ringing]

You know, I bet
it was probably

some homeless creep who did it.

Edie probably asked for it.

She was a slut anyway.

She was not!

You're the slut.

Oh.

[jeering]

Cat fight.

Look who's talking.

RITA LANCE: Excuse me.

I'm Ms. Michaels.

Good morning.

I am filling in for
Mr. Comeckie this week.

Oh, thank god.

My prayers have been answered.
[clapping]

I have been on my knees.

Listen, I don't know
how he ran things.

But while I'm here,
you will keep quiet.

And you will not open your
mouths until I call on you.

Now for openers, I would
like to see the two

young ladies who called
each other "sluts" here

after school today.

Now then, I am not up to speed
on Mr. Comeckie lesson plan.

So can anyone tell me what
you guys were studying?

Safe sex.

Yeah, yeah.

In fact, today was the day
he was going to demonstrate

on how to put on a condom.

That's cute.

EDIE: I think Mr.
Comeckie keeps his lesson

plan in the desk drawer.

Thank you.

[rummaging]

[snickering]

This is just great.

Maybe she isn't going to show.

Hello no, I didn't
scare her off.

We got along famously.

Here she comes.

[music playing]

Ah, a man who enjoys his work.

I was afraid you
went south on me.

Not a bad idea.

So what did your jefe say?

We have a deal.

OK.

When and where?

All in due time.

Let's go back to my room
and consummate our deal.

This puppy isn't consummated
until cash meets stash.

You have something
against a good time?

No.

I don't usually let people
into my personal life.

But I recently got engaged.

I take that very seriously.

Oh, morals.

What an interesting concept.

Well, I could throw
you a bachelor

party you'd never forget.

Tempting.

My middle name.

Have to think about it.

Well then, I'll have
to think about the 50

keys of blue flake.

It's up to you.

You know my room number.

[bell rings]

And I didn't call you in
here to discipline you either.

You were standing up for a
friend, and I admire that.

They all seem so cruel, like
they don't care Edie died.

This is hard
for you, isn't it?

I remember when I was your age.

New schools, new
friends, it was hard.

Why do they have to
treat you like you're

a leper or something?

Maybe if you talked
about the night Edie died,

it might help you.

I really don't want to.

I think you need to, Tiffany.

See, that was the hardest part
for me being in a new school,

not having anybody to talk to.

Why don't you just tell
me how you're feeling?

It won't go beyond this room.

I promise.

[birds chirping]

TIFFANY: When we went
with Edie down the beach,

it was the last I saw her.

Have you talked to
Tommy Brophy about this?

He says he wasn't even there.

It was someone else.

Do you believe him?

I know it was Tommy.

Edie had a thing for him.

Tiffany, how did you get
the bruises on your arms?

I-- can't say.

Tiffany, you're alone.

And you're obviously hurting.

Maybe I can help you.

You promise you
won't tell anyone.

Not a soul.

Harley Eastlake raped me.

By the time I got
back to the bonfire,

I figured Edie had
already gone home.

Are you willing to tell
the police Harley raped you?

No.

Please.

My dad would blame me for this.

I understand.

You know, it
blew me away when I

found out they got points for
every girl they made it with.

They get points?

Yeah.

That's why Newman and Luanna
were watching, like witnesses.

Although if you
were to ask them,

they'd probably say
I begged for it.

I know it's really hard what
you're going through right now.

But it will pass.

Believe me.

And if you ever want
to talk to anyone,

I want you to come to me, OK?

OK.

Thanks, Ms. Michaels.

I do feel a lot better.

Good.

Listen, you can send
Luanna in now, OK.

She wants to see you.

Who I sleep with isn't
any of your business.

It is when it
disrupts my class.

You know it's as if you want
the world to know that you've

slept with that entire club.

I haven't even been
here an entire day,

and that's all I've heard
everyone talking about.

Oh, well.

I heard some of the kids.

They were saying that you were
with Tommy and Edie the night

she died.

That's not true.

Oh, so just Tommy was
with Edie when she died?

Yes.

No.

[scoffs]

If you think Tommy had anything
to do with killing Edie,

you're crazy.

I know him.

I know he could never
do anything like that.

Besides, what does
this have to do with me

calling Tiffany Cole a slut?

I already told you
I'd apologize to her.

What else do you want?

OK, you can go, Luanna.

But it seems to me that you have
picked one very hard, easy way

to become popular.

Gee-- I think I'll go
write that on my mirror,

so I can read it over and
over again on Saturday night.

Oh, Ms. Michaels.

Yes?

We kind of got off
on the wrong foot.

I just wanted to apologize
for the way I acted in class.

Don't bother, Tommy.

Oh, hey, come on, come on.

Look, I know I was
way out of line.

It wasn't just you.

You certainly have all of
them jumping through hoops,

don't you?

Can I help it if
leadership runs in my family?

You do have all the
answers, don't you?

Yeah, look, I know I can
be sort of a jerk sometimes.

Guys kind of expect that of me.

But it's like I'm living
in this vacuum, you know,

trying to be what
everyone expects me to be.

It's like I'm living this role
over, and over, and over again.

Well, I guess the point
of all this, Ms. Michaels,

is that I'm searching
for some sort of purpose.

The guys wouldn't understand.

But that's why I
wanted to apologize.

And to see if maybe we
could start over again.

Look, this is all
very touching, Tommy.

Why don't we see how you
act in class tomorrow?

If you can get the rest of
your loud-mouthed compadres

under control, then I
might start to believe you.

You got a deal.

I'll hold you to it.

[engine rumbles]

[slams]

You were hitting on her.

What's your problem?

I know your this big deal
stud, but she's so old.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Who the hell are you, Luanna?

And what makes you
think I actually

give a damn what you think?

Oh, well, would you
be so horny for her

if I told you she was a cop?

[laughter]

Yeah, she is.

Look, Luanna, you
would say anything

to have me all to yourself.

Well, that ain't gonna
happen, all right.

And if you don't button
it, you might just

get the same thing Edie got.

[music playing]

I see I have your attention.

There's a Luanna
Baskin in every school.

In mine, it was Tina Ackerman.

But for every Luanna, there's
about a dozen Tiffanys.

I know because I
was one of them.

You know, locker rooms
haven't changed at all?

All the kiss and
can't wait to tell.

By the way, you know
what the latest hot topic

in the Bayshore locker room is?

Eastlake's most heroic
conquest, Tiffany?

No.

It's you.

Me?

Yeah, I was doing a
little eavesdropping.

It seems that you're
worth 200 points,

and Brophy is going for it
Newman's taking side bets

that he's going to make it.

That little bastard.

You know it's all
starting to make sense.

He got a little friendly
with me this afternoon.

Good, maybe you can use it.

Let him come on to you.

Then you get a
little friendly back.

So how am I supposed to
get past the gag reflex?

No, listen.

Let him think he's going
to get somewhere with you.

Get him talking
about his conquests.

Maybe he'll let something drop.

[chatter]

TOGETHER: Hi, Sandra.

Tommy, please,
we have to talk.

Uh oh, guys, it
sounds like somebody

might have missed
her period again.

Get a life, Newman.

It'll just take a second.

OK, sure.

You guys will make
great parents, I'm sure.

Tommy, Tommy, birth control.

It's the '90s, man.

I don't know what
happened with you and Eddie

on the beach, and I
really don't care.

But use your head.

Of course, they'd
send a cop in here.

Oh, come on, Luanna.

You try and shoot down every
babe I try to make it--

Dammit, Tommy, will
you think about it?

You should have
heard the way she

was hammering on
us, questioning us

about that night on the beach.

She's an undercover cop.

Little bitch.

Yeah.

What did you say?

Nothing, Tommy.

You should know that.

Yeah, yeah.

And Tiffany?

I didn't really hear much of it.

Don't, don't
lie to me, Luanna.

She told her about me
and Eddie, didn't she?

Didn't she!

Huh?

[music playing]

Yes.

All right.

Good girl.

RITA LANCE: And the
statistics have changed

over the last few years.

Today more women are showing up
HIV positive than ever before.

So don't think it
can't happen to you.

It's your responsibility
to protect yourselves.

[bell ringing]

All right, that's it.

So I must say today was a big
improvement over yesterday.

[chattering]

That was great, Ms. Michaels.

I really got a lot
out of class today.

Oh, that's good, Tommy.

Yeah, so--

Did I uphold my
end of the bargain?

Yes, you did, and I must
say, I'm pleasantly surprised.

Well, good.

Listen, do you think
it would be all right

if we had lunch together?

Why?

Well, you just seem like
somebody I could talk to,

and I need to talk to somebody
right now besides the dinks

I usually hang with.

Um, I don't see
any harm in that.

Sure, OK.

Good, good.

Thanks.

[music playing]

Tiffany.

What do you want?

I know we're never going
to be tight buds or anything.

But Edie liked you, so I
guess you're all right.

I'm going to be
late for class.

Just watch yourself, OK.

Stay away from
Tommy and his crew.

What are you talking about?

Tommy knows that
you told Ms. Michaels

what happened that night.

Oh no.

How could he?

Just watch yourself, OK.

[music playing]

HARLEY: A cop?

We're in deep trouble.

Let's relax a
minute here, guys.

It's not like we went and
saw her badge or anything.

We don't know for
sure that she's a cop.

Do you want to roll
the dice, Newman?

We've got a hell of
a lot to lose here.

What are we
going to do, Tommy?

I don't know.

Look, we're all
in this together.

I mean, the cops
can't prove anything,

if you both just keep
your mouths shut.

Tiffany can put me away
for rape if she talks.

She won't.

Trust me.

Look, what we got to do
is deal with Ms. Michaels

or whatever her name is.

How?

Maybe we'll give her the
same sendoff party I gave Edie.

[music playing]

Tiffany.

Ms. Michaels.

Hi.

Hi.

Are you OK?

I'm fine.

It's nothing.

Well, it must be something.

Do you want to talk about it?

No.

Maybe later, OK?

I don't feel good.

I think I'm going
to go lay down.

[chattering]

So anyway, they just left me
there, and I had to walk home.

Well, it sounds like to
me that you deserved it.

Yeah, I guess I did at that.

You have a way of
cutting through it all.

You know that, don't you?

I mean, I know it's going
to sound a little corny.

But I-- hear these doors opening
for me that I didn't even know

were slammed shut.

Well, Tommy, I'm
glad I can help you.

I have a great idea.

What?

Oh, no.

You won't.

I won't what?

Do you think we could see
each other away from here?

See each other?

Well, I mean, not
like a date or anything.

It's just, I get so much
out of talking to you.

Do you think we could
go to the beach tonight?

I'll bring a picnic.

We'll sit by the fire,
look at the stars.

That pretty much
sounds like a date to me.

No, no.

Just to talk, OK.

Just to talk away from here.

I have some things
that are bothering me.

And you just seem like
somebody that I could talk to.

What kinds of things, Tommy?

I did something
recently that--

I'm not too proud of--

and it would do me a lot of good
to just get it off my chest.

I'll think about it, OK.

Thank you.

I couldn't ask for
more than that.

[music playing]

So you really think this punk
is going to cop to a murder?

I don't know.

But it's definitely
worth a shot.

CHRIS LORENZO (ON PHONE):
What about backup?

Well, of course, I
wish you were there.

But I'm going to
be wearing a wire,

and Lipschitz won't be far away.

I don't like
the sound of this.

But these guys have
to be taken down, Chris.

I'm really looking forward to--

OK, I under--

No, listen, Steve.

I'll call you back, baby.

I hear you.

Bye.

I really thought
you'd come to my room.

I've been too busy
checking out other sources.

Well, that won't be necessary.

I've been instructed to
tell you we can consummate

our deal this afternoon.

Where?

In the back of the hotel.

My jefe wants to make
the exchange personally.

I'll be there.

Maybe afterwards,
we could celebrate.

Maybe.

Bingo.

[knocking]

Who is it?

[smashes]

[music playing]

Scream, and I will
break your neck.

We have to talk, Tiff,
someplace nice and quiet.

OK?

I'm going to take my
hand away now, OK?

You won't make me hurt
you, will you, Tiff?

Can I call you Tiff?

[sobs]

Please don't hurt me.

Oh, no.

No, I just want to talk, but
not here, someplace special.

You know this
little beach party

Brophy has in mind, it's
about getting you to open up,

not him.

Most guys will
tell you anything you

want to hear for the big score.

If I can give him enough
rope, maybe he will

talk himself into a nice noose.

[screaming]

[music playing]

Oh, no.

Who is that?

Somebody call 911!

How's she doing?

It doesn't look good.

She's in a coma.

You hear anything?

I just checked in with
Hastings and McConnell.

Yeah?

They found some damage to the
lock and doorjamb in her room.

They found signs of a
struggle, but no suicide note.

Maybe that's because
murder victims don't

write suicide notes, Captain.

She was thrown off that roof.

The only mystery here
is how many of those

little bastards were in on it.

Well, two of them had
very solid motives--

Eastlake, the kid that
raped her, and Tommy Brophy.

Tiffany saw him with
Edie Flynn that night.

And she broke the code of
silence by telling you.

If she talked once,
she could talk again.

How did they know she told us?

Maybe she confided
in somebody.

No, Edie was her only friend.

There is no way
Tiffany would have

talked to anybody about this.

Luanna Baskin.

She was outside the classroom
when I talked to Tiffany.

She must have listened at the
door and told Tommy about it.

Let me tell you something.

This case ain't
going to make it,

Rita, unless we come up with
a witness that saw somebody

up there on the
roof with her, we're

just sucking wind, that's it.

I'm not going to let these
punks get away with this.

Any changes?

She hasn't regained
consciousness.

We're trying to
reach her father.

He's somewhere in Europe.

Dammit.

Such a waste.

She has her whole
life ahead of her.

Your little friend might
as well have pushed

her off the roof himself.

My little friend?

What are you talking about?

Tommy Brophy.

I saw you eating lunch with him.

We all did.

I'm just trying to reach him.

Something happened
on the beach

that night that she
couldn't live with.

Tommy and his gang were there.

You figure it out.

How many points do you
think she was worth?

[music playing]

[laughs]

Hi.

Hey, hey.

Aren't you glad to see me?

Please-- Please,
Tommy, just let me go.

I won't say anything.
I swear.

Oh, OK.

All right, what?

You don't think I had anything
to do with Tiff's little half

gainer off the roof, do you?

Because you see that
would hurt my feelings.

And when I hurt, I hurt back.

Dammit, Harley,
listen to me, man.

He's gotten out of control.

We gotta go to the cops
and testify against--

[slams]

I'll go down for rape, man.

Well, it's murder
if Tiffany dies.

Don't you see that?
Come on, man.

We both know that
she didn't jump.

Tommy pushed her.

If Ms. Michaels is a cop, she's
going to figure it all out,

and it's going to
come down on us.

You keep your mouth shut.

You understand me?

TOMMY: It was terrible
what happened to Tiffany.

Yeah, it's terrible.

There's just no telling
about some people, I guess.

No, no telling.

Look, maybe this
isn't a good time, but--

have you given any more
thought to tonight?

Tonight?

Yeah, you know, the beach.

Oh-- look, I'm sorry.

Just with everything
that's happened,

it kind of slipped my mind.

Well, do you have other plans?

No.

You know what?

Actually it might do me some
good to get away for a while.

Oh, great.

I'll bring the
champagne and the food.

Paradise Cove at 9:00?

That sounds
really nice, Tommy.

Good.

[music playing]

It's been a pleasure
doing business with you.

Maybe now we can
just do pleasure.

Your room or mine?

Mine.

But it's a little small,

[sirens wail]

And the room service sucks.

POLICE OFFICER: Freeze!

Up against the car.

I'll bet you're
not even engaged.

You're correct.

It's a sad day when I can't
even get a narc in the sack.

Sweetheart, you
weren't even close.

HARLEY: Dammit,
Tommy, it's 9:15.

What if she doesn't show up?

Will you shut up?

She thinks I'm going
to spill my guts.

She's going to show.

So when do we make our move?

When I douse the fire
with the ice bucket.

Now will you just shut up?
All right, all right.

Here she is.

Buckle down.

Can you hear me?

CAPTAIN LIPSCHITZ (ON
RADIO): Yeah, like you

were standing next to me.

Ah ha.

Newman and Eastlake are
hidden in the dunes about

50 feet north of the fire.

Wait a minute.

They've got Luanna
Baskin with them.

Where are you?

CAPTAIN LIPSCHITZ (ON RADIO):
I'm north of the parking lot.

Listen, Rita, as soon as
you start towards the fire,

this tape goes on autopilot,
and I'm going to follow you in.

All right?

OK, I'm going to take
you out of my ear now.

Wait, wait, Rita.

You know it's not too
late to change your mind?

[music playing]

[laughs]

This is crazy.

Shut up.

Here's to a night neither
of us will ever forget.

[gun fires]

Rita!

HARLEY: Tommy!

Tommy, no!

NEWMAN: Harley, don't!

[gun fires]

[gun fires]

[grunts]

[gun fires]

[panting]

[music playing]

She hit me in the head
when I got out of the Jeep.

CAPTAIN LIPSCHITZ: I'm
placing you under arrest.

RITA LANCE: Lie still,
and you're gonna be fine.

I'll be all right.

But that crazy bitch will be
locked away for a few years.

[laughter]

But not me, huh, cop?

You've got nothing on me.

Absolutely nothing.

Oh, it is too bad it
went down the way it.

I sure would have liked to--

Just shut your mouth, Brophy.

LUANNA: Over here!

She shot them.

Who loves you, babe?

CAPTAIN LIPSCHITZ:
They're alive!

Cancel the backup.
Get an ambulance down here now!

Look, Luanna,
you got to help us.

You got to make him
pay for what he's done.

Don't let him get
away with this.

She's got nothing
to say to you, cop.

Nothing at all.

Make him pay for it.

He killed Edie and pushed
Tiffany off the roof.

He told me.

No!

[grunting]

School's out, Tommy.

[music playing]

How did Tommy get
to you, Sandra?

SANDRA: Every teacher dreams
of making a difference,

that if you can turn
a few kids around,

it makes it all worth it.

I sought out the problem kids.

I was going to
reach out to them.

CAPTAIN LIPSCHITZ: And You
reached out to Tommy Brophy?

He seduced her.

It was on the beach.

Same blanket, same ice bucket.

He was telling me about
his life, how he'd

been abused as a
child, how nobody ever

thought he was good enough.

Nobody ever believed
in him until now.

And then we-- we made love,
and I knew it was wrong.

Somehow it seemed OK.

Until I looked up and saw them
in the rocks above us watching.

Did you go to the Dean?

And tell him what?

I thought about quitting, but
this is my first teaching job.

So I decided to get
through it somehow.

The day I found out I
was worth 100 points,

I couldn't stop vomiting.

But I was determined
to stick it out.

And then Edie died.

And today Tiffany.

It was just too much.

Something snapped.

I saw you falling
for his line of crap.

And I thought no.

This has to stop.

Somebody has to do something.

You chose the wrong
something to do, Sandra.

But I know exactly how you feel.

[sobs]

[music playing]

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[theme music]

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